Picture Imperfect (Part 1)
*At the security fence...*
"It's time to show these ponies what true perfection looks like," thought Beauty Belle before entering.
"She looks like a nice pony for our town," remarked Galapeño.
"Especially with the extra weight. She's gotta be around 150," added Mocha.
"Thanks for the compliments, girls. I guess you truly do understand what perfection looks like," replied Beauty Belle.
"We don't see ourselves as perfect but we accept each other for who we are," corrected Mocha.
"Good because I want you all to know that I am perfection," remarked Beauty Belle.
"Um not to be rude but no one can be perfection. It doesn't work that way," protested Pop Drops.
"Of course it does. Perfection is something you're born with. Either you have it or you don't. It seems to me you all have this misguided belief on appearance," replied Beauty Belle.
"Welcome, Mrs. Beauty Belle. I'm Eduardo and I trust you'll obey the rules here and treat everyone equally?" interrupted Eduardo.
"Of course, Eduardo," answered Beauty Belle.
"Eduardo, she's not being honest. She's been lecturing us on how perfect she is," whispered Mocha.
"Oh I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. I'll monitor things just in case," assured Eduardo before walking away.
"Don't be upset. It's natural to want to be perfect but unfortunately, it's out of your reach," sneered Beauty Belle before walking away.
"Something's not right with her. Either this is her true belief or someone's messed with her head," whispered Floaty Spin.
"I hope she doesn't make fun of me," admitted Truffle. *That night...*
"Eduardo," called Beauty Belle.
"Yes, Beauty Belle?" asked Eduardo.
"Apologies but where will I be sleeping? Someone like me needs special accommodations," answered Beauty Belle.
"Of course. You can spend the night with me at my mansion. I'll get housing built tomorrow," assured Eduardo before taking Beauty Belle home with him. *The next day...*
"I hope she's better today," muttered Mocha.
"Me too. I'm starting to have a hard time with her mentally," agreed Pop Drops. *Beauty Belle sees them and walks up to them.*
"Ladies. Can I join you on this fine day?" asked Beauty Belle.
"Sure I guess," shrugged Galapeño.
"So tell me. Who's this big boy you seem to be with all the time?" asked Beauty Belle.
"His name is Truffle Delight. He's rather girly but I love him all the same. Just FYI, Beauty Belle, we're not entirely keen of you," explained Mocha.
"Really? How fascinating. How does someone like him get into being girly? Oh and you don't like me? Well get used to it because there's plenty more where that came from as perfection is mine and mine alone," smirked Beauty Belle.
TO BE CONTINUED...
