YAAAAY! A new point of view! Zecora is one of my favourite characters on the show! I've always wanted to write her rhyming dialogue! Please excuse the bad rhyming!
Zebra P.O.V.
Twilight and Dimentio were outside in a field close to the Everfree Forest. The dark trees swished sinisterly, even in the sunny daylight. However, Twilight and Dimentio were both ignoring the trees, and the trees them.
Zecora had come out of her hut in the middle of the Everfree Forest to watch them. She had been most interested in the minions' story, and she had resolved to watching the closest possible minion subject.
"Zecora, this is Dimentio," Twilight introduced. "Dimentio, this is - "
"Zecora the zebra," the jester finished smoothly.
"The jester is well informed," approved Zecora. "And yet he is under command from a mysterious lord."
Dimentio laughed. "Not a lord, but a count," he corrected, his sinister smile in place.
Zecora pondered his strange grin. "Your smile is strange, that is true," she mused. "I have never met anyone the likes of you."
Dimentio laughed. "Of course you have not," he said. "For I am Dimentio, Master of Dimensions, Pleaser of Crowds!"
Zecora turned to face Twilight. "And what, pray tell, are you going to do?" she asked. "Is he going to teach you?"
Twilight nodded enthusiastically. "He said that if Discord ever strikes back, we'll be armed not only with the Elements of Harmony, but also my magic blasts!"
Dimentio smiled his mysterious smile. It was almost... evil. Zecora was unnerved by the... insanity... of the grin. She shook it off impatiently. His grin may be quite a pest, she scolded herself. But the jester is a guest.
Dimentio held out a hand silently. There was a pause, then a purple-and-yellow magic blast suddenly forced its way into existence. "That is... amazing!" exclaimed Twilight. The unicorn eagerly summoned a magic aura around her horn, preparing.
Dimentio chuckled. Even his laugh was scary. "Like a wrestler preparing for a boxing match, you must first prepare your mind in the art of magic," he said.
"How?" Twilight pressed him eagerly.
"Relax your mind," instructed Dimentio. "Think that all worries have gone from the world..."
Twilight shut her eyes, and Zecora knew she was thinking hard.
"And now... imagine that the essence of magic itself has popped into existence! Feel the magic flowing through your very veins, as naturally as your own blood pumping through your body!"
Twilight began trembling with the magic. "And now... release it!" exclaimed Dimentio.
A flash of purple light...
...and Twilight was flat on her back, hooves comically in the air. "I do not think that's what she should have done," Zecora said, moving closer for a better look. "That position does not look like fun."
Twilight grunted and pushed herself up. She dusted herself up, but felt a little bemused.
"How did you get to be so good?" inquired Twilight, blushing.
"Ah. I was born with the skill... of magic!" said Dimentio.
"The skill of magic," repeated Twilight. Her voice was faint, far away.
"I must retire to my home," said Zecora suddenly. "I dearly wish to be alone." And with that, the zebra turned tail and trotted fearlessly into Everfree Forest.
To me, Zecora always rhymes. Always. Even when thinking. And I got rid of the "Charming Magician" part because I think Twilight and Zecora would not have approved... By the way, it was pretty easy thinking of rhymes. (Probably because most of them ended with the "oo" sound!)