"Oh yeah! Snips and Snails in the house yo!
They call me M.C Snips, and that ain't no lie!"

...Think I'm beginning to see where Eminem got his inspiration.

While my ears were begging to die, I observed, as dumbfounded as the rest of the people here, watching Snips and Snails make the Rapping Dog from the animated Titanic flick look like John Williams. Afterwards, I believed it was the girls turn for their performance, standing between me as we waited for this... Display to be over with.

I take my words back; perhaps I should have my enemies suffer by enduring through this... Multiple times.

I smirked. A fate worse than death. But still better than what's to come, in the future...

My cringe immediately turned to a amused look and chuckle as Celestia asked plainly, "Please do not drop the microphones."

Yeah, we can't afford to fix the lights of one hallway; do you have any idea how expensive those microphones would be to replace?

Snips and Snails - dressed in clothes from One Direction's closet - only picked up the objects and made noises as though they did a job well done.

How I would desire to shatter that reality right before their eyes.

"In your face, Rainbooms!" The girls hardly looked fazed by the comment, simply expressing disbelief and bemusement towards the departing tools.

"Least we know one group who won't stand in our way until we get to the finals," Applejack commented in amusement.

Rainbow voiced her enthusiasm. "Let's get ready to rock!"

"Wait!" Pinkie then exclaimed. "Where's Rarity?"

On cue, the sound of a panting Rarity drew our attention. And, just like from the movie, the teen dressed like a styled hippie. The girls were just as unimpressed, even when Rarity swished her hair to show off her glittering clothing. "We are going to perform before an audience; I'm not going to wear something fabulous? Hm."

"...Yeah, you look great Rarity." She looked slightly put out by the quick dismissal, prompting my rolled eyes and sigh. "You look positively beautiful." That sincere compliment raised her hopes somewhat, and I addressed the eyebrow-raised group. "Remember, don't show your magic in the least, that'll be saved for the finals. Be good, but not too good."

"Heh, no promises."

"Rainbow."

"Just kidding. Sheesh."

Huffing, my eyes glanced then at Sunset, who looked humoured at our antics. "You feeling okay?" The girls turned to their friend as well.

She shrugged helplessly. "Guess I'm a little nervous..."

"Hah, you got this!" Rainbow began encouraging the mare-turned-teen, lightly punching her shoulder with a confident smirk. "You were great at the rehearsals. We know you're gonna pull this off!" The others nodded in agreement, smiling at their friend to express their support and faith.

At the reassurance, Sunset only grinned a little, looking both grateful and relieved at the vote of confidence aimed at her, before smiling in conviction. "Then let's show them what we're made of!"

"Yeah!" Pinkie yelled victoriously. Damn right, we've got this.