Dis-Chords

The Battle of the Bands had left crowds of kids feeling defeated and unhappy. They didn’t want to celebrate the Sonic Rainbooms’ success. They were jealous.

“Never should have been you, Rainbooms!” Photo Finish shouted at them as they made their way through the gym.

“I am a classically trained musician. It should have been me!” pouted Octavia.

Sweetie Belle glared at Rarity. “Thanks a lot, Rarity! Now my friends and I will never be the rock stars we were obviously meant to be! All because of you.”

There were angry stares and muttered insults. Bad feelings filled the room.

“Worst. Sister. Ever,” hissed Apple Bloom to Applejack.

But the most upset of all was Trixie. She was throwing a total temper tantrum. “This is a travesty. A travesty!”

Adagio Dazzle sidled up beside her and expressed sympathy. “It really is! The Rainbooms don’t deserve to be in the finals. Not when your band was so much better in the semis.”

“And wanted it so much more,” Aria Blaze added, fueling Trixie’s anger.

“Alas, this is the way it’s going to be. The Dazzlings versus the Rainbooms,” said Adagio. She was reveling in all the hostility and misery that she’d created.

“Unless, of course,” said Sonata Dusk, barely realizing what she was saying, “the Rainbooms don’t manage to make it to their set. They could be held up for some reason, couldn’t they?”

A wicked smile lit up Trixie’s face. It was time to get working!