“Why that little!” Rainbow Dash lifted into the sky, her face scrunched into a scowl. She beat her wings, ready to speed off, but Twilight stopped her.

“Just let her go,” she said calmly. Twilight looked up at Rainbow Dash and said coolly: “Maybe some day she'll learn her lesson.”

With a sigh, Rainbow floated back down. Twilight turned her attention to the two little colts standing a few feet away from her. “Now,” she said. “About you two...”

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Twilight threw herself onto her bed, allowing herself to sink into its downy softness. Spike had fallen asleep in the other room as soon as they got home, but she had stayed up. Something in the back of her mind told her that she knew that mare. After several hours of scanning yearbooks, and photo albums, however, she had turned up nothing. Eventually, she had to give up the search until the next day. Now she lay in the warm embrace of her comforter.

She rolled over and lay her head against the pillow, dragging another over to cover her eyes. Sleep began to ease its way in slowly.

“Hello, Twilight.”

The sudden removal of the pillow yanked Twilight from her slumber. Her mouth hanging agape, Twilight looked up to see a mare leaning over her.

“Trixie?” She nearly stumbled over the last few letters as they spilled from her mouth.

Trixie's lips curled into a thin smile. She leaned in; her snout nearly touched Twilight's, and her eyes seemed to glint in the moonlight.

“I—I saw you leave,” Twilight said quietly.

“Did you?” Trixie asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“I don't understand.” Twilight's mane rustled as she slowly shook her head. “What do you want?”

“Ah,” said Trixie as she moved her hoof to Twilight's face. “Now that is an interesting question.” She brushed the loose strands of hair out of Twilight's eyes, causing her to recoil. “Are you afraid of me?” Trixie's smile turned to a simper.

One hoof on either side of Twilight's head, Trixie leaned in further; her mane flowed like a waterfall onto Twilight's chest. “I want what I've always wanted,” she said finally, running her hoof across Twilight's face. “Mom and Dad were always so proud of you,” she said. “You were Celestia's faithful student after all.” Trixie ran a hoof through Twilight's mane. “I guess I wasn't good enough for you,” she lamented with a sigh.

Twilight's eyes shot open. She turned her head to stare into Trixie's eyes. Her mouth opened slowly. “Lulu—moon?” she said softly. Her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth with each “l”. “I—I thought y—you died...” she stammered as her voice trailed off.

Lulumoon's smile soured. Her face scrunched up. “Yes,” she answered evenly. “I suppose it would've looked that way.”

“I—I can't believe you're alive.” Twilight's eyes grew into saucers. “W—what do you want?”

Lulumoon's smile returned. “Your attention,” she answered smoothly. Her words seemed to flow out like water, drowning Twilight.

“Well, you have it now.” Twilight smiled uneasily.

“I'm sure I do,” Lulumoon replied sweetly. Her horn began to glow. A pillow glided gently through the air, slowly sliding across Twilight's face as her eyes grew even larger.

“N—” she started to protest before the pillow's smothering cut her off. A wicked grin came over Lulumoon's face as sher moved her hooves over the pillow and pressed down.