Hello fans. Sorry for the HUGE delay in chapters. My computer is having issues with connectivity and it's annoying. If anybody could help me, I'll explain my predicament at the bottom of the page and in return, I'll do something nice for you. Anyways, on with the chapter.

"Oh, please stand still Miss. It's a lot harder otherwise." The mare said to Bullet. She pulled out another safety pin and fixed it to the dress that was around Bullet Dancer.

Bullet looked at herself in the many mirrors surrounding her. Her usual uniform and weaponry had been stripped away, replaced with silks and frills and elegant bows. The dress was soft and light, as if it weighed nothing. Her entire body had been scrubbed and cleaned hard, to remove the sweat and dirt from her body. They had been shocked at how black the water had become.

With her dark green coat now a bright, glossy emerald, she had been led to this studio. People bustled around, tutting and shaking their heads as they made her look beautiful. A silver amulet was tied around her neck, a stone of Jade hanging at its lowest point. Her entire dress followed the same colouring.

Yet despite the elegance, the soft material and the smiles of the people around her, she felt alone. Even the voice had gone quiet, which worried her. He had been her friend, the reason she had joined Miss Belle.

Now it was gone, the one friendly voice replaced by a thousand harsher. Bullet was no stranger to being ordered around, it came with being a soldier, but this was much different. She was barked at, forced to act prim and proper. It didn't come naturally to her, not truly. She had brought it up with Sweetie Belle as they had travelled from one area to the next, and she was promised help.

This 'help' now stood opposite her. An old, ancient-looking unicorn was staring at her from beneath the hood of a dark cloak. His eyes were grey and cold, and he looked over her as if she were an insect he couldn't wait to dissect. "So, Miss Dancer. I have been instructed to help you with your new job." He whispered, his voice like dust.

Bullet nodded. "How are you going to do that?" She asked him. He coughed, or maybe he laughed, as he stepped closer.

"Just focus on my eyes."

She did so, and slowly, they began to glow, shifting and swirling in a thousand different colours, each twist drawing her deeper into the deep colours. She was talking, she could hear it but no words made sense. Everything was gone, nothing left, except the soft, swirling pools of light.

Everything was gone.

Bullet Dancer brushed her mane gently in the mirror, making sure to remove knots from it. Today was incredibly special, she had been told, and she had prepared her finest dress for the occasion. It was silvery, beautiful with a small tiara for decoration. She sang quietly as she brushed, remembering her life growing up. She'd always been Miss Belle's friend, utterly obedient and nothing else…

Bullet shook her head slightly, giggling. "Oh don't be silly, Miss Dancer. They're just dreams, nothing to worry about." She told herself gently. It was comforting, for some reason, to talk to herself. "Today is a big day, and you have to be prepared for anything. Miss Belle is counting on you to play your part, so there is no reason to think about dreams."

She giggled again, as she began to put on her dress, making sure her tiara was set in place.

"I hope there will be fireworks…"

There we go. Hope you all enjoyed that, remember to rate and review. Now, as I said, I need some help. I am using a laptop to write, and the problem is that whenever I turn it back on, it won't connect to the internet. System diagnose says there's no problem with the connection to the router, but that the router is disconnected from the network. However, everything else connects. The problem is momentarily fixed if I use system restore, but it's become a pain. Any help would be appreciated. Thanks. Jollyjape.