Everypony was getting ready for Hearth's Warming Eve, in the quaint little town of Ponyville. They hanged socks and decorations, sharing the best they could, everypony but the grumpy Gilda, who prefered to hide inside her cloud.

“Who said that?”

Gilda was the meanest resident in town, for her pranks and her roar she was well know; and  while you may think this is just a gryphon being gryphon, Gilda wasn't mean without reason.

“Who are you?”

“There was a pony GIlda once called a friend, but then one day she showed her true colors to her as a fiend, She made ponies cry and make them scare and Gilda realized she made a mistake.

“Shut up…”

“Because she made all ponies leave in a hurry, she was in this chilly night all lonely. But tonight to be friendly she might have an opportunity if she looks down and gives help to a certain…

“Trixie...needs help!”

My my , what do we see down there, a wagon trapped in snow, perhaps this pony may need a hand or perhaps as you say...a claw?

“Can't believe I´m doing this...hey dweeb, what's your problem?”

“Oh, good evening. Trixie´s wagon seems to be stuck and she cannot set it free.”

“Uh, can´t you use your unicorn magic for that?”

“Well, you see...things is…”

“Seriously? You can´t even lift that? Let me do it.”

With one swift push, the wagon was set free…

“Wonderful! Thank you so much, gentle gryphon!”

“Heh, it's nothing…”

Could that blush be proof that Gilda was humble of doing a good deed?

“Hey, it's no big deal! I just helped her, it´s not like I was going to let her all alone here in the snow!”

“Who are you talking too?”

“Uh…”

“Nevermind that, you just helped Trixie and the now Grateful and Generous Trixie will repay your kindness!”

“Uh, not make a big deal of it…”

“I insist! I must ask you to join me and the other town actors  for the meal of Hearth's Warming Eve!”

“...well, I´m a bit hungry.”

And so Gilda the Gryphon learned one selfish attack can lead to a big reward, being invited to join a big dinner and a house so want. For she once rejected others, fearing they may shun her for her past deeds  but Trixie and her friends showed her that everyone deserves secord opportunities.  

And I, Discord, the spirit of chaos and  disharmony no more, it´s most pleased to share presents, food and not forget, the mistletoe…

“He-hey, you got the wrong idea! That's not what I meant when I say you're kind of pretty for a pony, Trixie. Sto-stop it!