MLP Tangled
Prologue-The Rainbow Flower
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Once upon a time a single drop of sunlight fell from the heavens, on its way down it fused with a single drop of rain, forming a rainbow drop. And from this small rainbow drop grew a magical rainbow flower. It had the ability to heal the sick and injured. The first pony to come across this flower was unfortunately an evil, selfish old unicorn named Trixie. Centuries went by and there grew a kingdom named Cobrona. Cobrona was ruled by a beloved King and Queen, who were both pegasus ponies. The Queen was about to have a baby and she got sick, really sick. And that's when ponies usually start looking for a miracle, or in this case, a legendary magic rainbow flower. But you see instead of sharing the gift of the rainbow flower, Trixie, or the Great and Powerful Trixie as she liked to call herself, had hoarded its power and used it to keep herself young for hundreds of years. All she had to do was sing a special song,
Trixie,
"FLOWER GLEAM AND GLOW,
LET YOUR POWER SHINE
MAKE THE CLOCK REVERSE
BRING BACK WHAT ONCE WAS MINE."
And the flower would grow and, just like that, Trixie would become young again. (Creepy, right?) But the guards of the King and Queen of Cobrona eventually found the flower, took it to an alchemist who turned it into a potion then gave it to the Queen, who upon drinking the potion, was instantly healed. Thus, a healthy baby filly was born. Her overjoyed parents called her Rainbow Dash (that's right folks, RAINBOW DASH is Rapunzel!), on account of her beautiful rainbow-coloured mane and tail. To celebrate her birth, the King and Queen launched a flying lantern. The lantern had a red, yellow and blue lightning fork striking out from a blue-lined cloud painted on it. And just for that one moment, everything was perfect. But then, in the middle of the night, Trixie, who had followed the guards back to the palace, broke into the princess' room. Trixie knew that the flower had been turned into a potion for the Queen and that this foal was the final product. Assuming that the magic of the flower was now in the infant's mane and tail, she chopped off a chunk of Rainbow Dash's mane. But when Trixie sung the special song, instead of glowing brightly and restoring her youth the lock of mane turned brown and died. "HUH!"Trixie gasped in horror. Then she saw that the princess's mane had instantly, magically grown back she realised that the power of the rainbow flower had passed onto the filly herself, not her mane and tail. Therefore the evil hag kidnapped Princess Rainbow Dash and disappeared in a flash. The King and Queen searched and searched, but to no avail. It seemed as though their daughter was gone forever. But deep within a forest, in a not-so-secretly-hidden tower Trixie hid the filly and raised Rainbow as her own. Every night, as she brushed the filly's mane and tail, Trixie would sing the same song that she had sung to the rainbow flower, and Rainbow's mane and tail would glow the same glow and thus Trixie maintained her youth and beauty. She had found her new magic flower, and this time Trixie was determined to keep it hidden. As she grew up Rainbow would as the same question countless times,"Why can't I go outside?" She was naturally an outdoor, sporty kind of pony and longed to get out of her tower/prison. Because despite the fact that she was a pegasus and had wings, she couldn't fly, therefore couldn't escape. Not that she wanted to, she adored Trixie and lived to please her. Although every time she looked out of her window she just felt the longing and pull of freedom. But that answer was always the same. "The outside world is a dangerous place filled with horrible, selfish ponies,"Trixie would say,"You must stay here, where you are safe. Do you understand, flower?" "Yes Mummy,"Rainbow would reply meekly. But the walls of the tower couldn't hide everything. Each year, on her birthday the King and Queen of Cobrona would release thousands of flying lanterns into the sky, in the hope that one day, their princess would return.
