Gain to Glory

[At Jasmine's house...]

"Jasmine, dear it's so nice you don't get bothered by hate," remarked Mrs. Diamond.

"It's all thanks to you, mom," replied Jasmine.

"Yes because you weren't always so confident. You had to fight against all the negativity of your younger self," added Mr. Diamond.

"Really?" asked Jasmine.

"You were teased as a filly and your mom and I had to show you what to do in the face of negativity. After a few days, you got the hang of it and hate never really bothered you anymore," replied Mr. Diamond.

[In Jasmine's flashback...]

"Hey look, boys, we got ourselves a new pansy princess over here," remarked Carl, one of the bullies.

"Who do you think you are anyway?" asked Jasmine.

"Better than you, shrimp," replied Drake.

"I am not a shrimp," protested Jasmine.

"You sure look like one, shrimp. You're even colored like one," added Carl.

"Stop it!" yelled Jasmine.

"What are you going to do about it, shrimp?" asked Drake.

"Something you won't like," replied Jasmine.

"Yeah, right. You're too small to do anything useful. Maybe you're better off being in a sink of water?" ridiculed Carl.

"You take that back!" snapped Jasmine.

"Too late, there's no taking it back from a shrimp," sneered Drake. *Jasmine begins getting tears in her eyes*

"Aww, is the widdle shrimp going to cry? How fitting since you'll need water, being a shrimp and all," laughed Carl.

"Go home to mama, shrimp," called Drake. *Jasmine darts home* [Back in reality...]

"Well I'd sure love to show them how much I've changed since then," smiled Jasmine before heading outside.

"Carl look, it's the shrimp only now she's a bigger shrimp," began Carl.

"If I'm a shrimp, why am I bigger than both of you?" asked Jasmine.

"Well you're the same pony that ran away," explained Drake.

"Well the fact that I'm actually taking charge of this situation proves I'm no shrimp. Besides, I'm too sexy to let the likes of you tell me what to do. So if you'd like to continue, go ahead and tell it to my big rump," continued Jasmine before shaking her rump in front of them.

"What'll we do?" asked Drake to Carl quietly.

"She's just not giving in yet. We'll get her. Just keep going" assured Carl quietly.

"What's the matter, don't have the heart to face us?" questioned Drake.

"I have the heart and the body to face you two and I'm doing that right now. You boys will never win over the likes of me because in the years since we last met, I've gained not only weight but courage and determination without resorting to violence," protested Jasmine.

"Yeah? We'll just see about that," stated Carl before running up to try and push Jasmine away.

"Oh and I'm 125lb so I'm literally no pushover and not to the likes of you two so you might as well go home because you're physically and literally not going anywhere fast," added Jasmine.

"She's right, Carl, let's bail," called Drake.

"She's just a big pushover, I can take her," insisted Carl.

"Then you're not trying hard enough or is that all you've got?" smiled Jasmine before Carl lets up and collapses.

"Alright, you win. We can't and won't push you around anymore," assured Drake.

"We were wrong to bully you back then as well as now," agreed Carl.

"Well now that's a better way to behave. It seems this run-in was just what you two needed," concluded Jasmine before Carl and Drake walk away.

"My daughter has finally put an end to a filly face-off," thought Mrs. Diamond.