| Fizzy started violently
at the blur of orange that flew past her after dinner that night.
"Gypsy!" she called, "Whatever is the matter?"
Gypsy whirled around
and shot toward Fizzy, stopping only inches from her nose. "I know
there is something funny about that new Magic Star! And I've spent
all day in the Library researching it!"
Fizzy was not impressed
yet. "Well, what did you find out through this extensive 'research,'
Dr. Gypsy?"
Gypsy snorted in frustration.
"NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING after spending all day reading!!"
"Oh, cool down, Gypsy!
You're just irritated because Magic Star is now the only pony in Ponyland
who is a brighter orange than you are!" kidded Fizzy. "Have you asked your
magic mirror about her, O Wicked Queen of Orange? 'Mirror, mirror, on the
wall . . . who's the orangest of us all?'"
Gypsy did not find
the comment amusing. "I'm not done, Fizzy!" she spat, and stormed
off. Fizzy shook her head and scampered outside to find some good
mushrooms to kick.
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