Trixie's PA

You hear the murmur of the crowd behind the red curtain, your heat beating rapidly as you turn to preform comes up, you can see clouds floating by in the near window, you feel so nervous, thought it would be easier, It was a school prank gone too far, never before did you, exhibit any sorts of feats in public. you didn't know what you did to upset your classmate, you always have been quiet and reserved before that point, Hell, You had just got your cutiemark, the last in your class. the week before, you discovered that you had a knack for magic tricks. Fireworks, the lighting and stage. Your excitement had steadily built since, finding out that the school was putting on a talent show. It's your turn, now. You cautiously step out to see a packed auditorium, lighting your horn to start your act, you had been practicing for what seemed like forever, you really wanted to dazzle them but you never got the chance. Someone had rigged a bucket of tomato juice in the rafters, set to dump on you after you trotted out. A Torrent of red sticky liquid pours over you. The crowd bursts out in shocked laughter.

Their laughter still rings in your ears, you devoted you life to proving how Great and Powerful you believe you are.