I don't always write songfics. But when I do, I make sure I'm listening to Christmas music.

In summer.

The song I have parodied is 'The Moon Rises,' a fan-made My Little Pony song by PonyPhonic on YouTube. Look it up online, because it is really a wonderful song. This is possibly a little non-canon, since Sammy isn't convinced to hate her sister over-night, but more with Jasmine's advice. Thank you for reading this.

Sammy looked up at the sky from her window in their tree house. A single tear rolled down her cheek as the sun began its descent below her line of vision, casting hues of yellow, then orange, bleeding red, rose pink. She could see the sky on the opposite side becoming darker, the waning moon soon visible.

Soon, she saw the first star, and decided to go for a stroll around the forest. She passed her sister, giggling about some unknown subject in her sleep. Sammy frowned—had Amy just mentioned that hated nick-name, Samey, while laughing suspiciously?

She continued down the tree, and heard high-pitched humming and animal sounds. Well, there was no wonder as to who that was.

"Samey!"

She turned and smiled. The princess-like competitor was surrounded by her animal friends, and a bird flitted down onto Sammy's shoulder. "Hey, Ella. Why are you up so late?"

"I was just saying goodnight to my animal friends when I stumbled upon you!" Her bright smile turned down. "My, my! What has you so sad?"

She looked down. "Oh, nothing. Just . . . Um…"

She smiled, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Well, it isn't any of my business, I suppose. You know what cheers me up when I'm sad?"

"Your . . . friends?" She eyed the bird on her shoulder, who flitted back to Ella.

She nodded. "Them too! But I also sing. When I was at my greatest time of need, I sang."

"Erm…You…always sing."

"I know!" She twirled happily and sung, "The magical sounds to your ear, singing your thoughts out for the world to hear!"

"But didn't Chris ban singing on this season?"

She leaned in and whispered, "Honestly? I'm not stupid. I know Chris meant it for my songs. You, being someone who doesn't sing all the time, can do whatever your heart desires!" With that, she danced off into the bushes.

Sammy stood there for a moment, and then continued onto a clearing where she could see the rest of the sunset and the growing amount of stars.

*CONFESSIONAL*

"I guess if it'll make me feel better . . . and hey, it's only Ella who can't sing, right? It's not as if I'm going to go around and sing my every thought out loud constantly," She laughed. "Don't want to get on that Honey Boo-Boo look-a-like's bad side!"

*STATIC*

With a shaky breath and head pointed to the stars, Sammy began to softly sing. "Now the hour has come at last

The soft and fading light

Has crossed the west horizon

And has bidden us goodnight

And what a lovely night it is

To walk a moonlit field," She looked down, caressing a blooming flower with one hand. "To see the softer shades,

That are by starlight now revealed

So why is it that now," She looked back up, a breeze flowing her hair behind her back, "When all is quiet and at rest

With the stars aglow and all the show

Is at its very best

The people of Canada

Should lock their hearts away

To shun this twin and wait instead

For her sister's sunny way?"

She paused mid-step, glaring at her the mental image of Amy bullying her and clenched her fists.

"Am I so WRONG to wish that they

Would see things like I do?

And am I so wrong to think

That they might…might love me too?"

Sammy wiped away a stray tear, shutting her eyes.

"Well…Why shouldn't they adore me?

Is it not within my right?!

I'll not be overshadowed!

Mine is not the lesser right!

I've waited long enough now

For them all to come around

And though the BITCH may plead and threaten,

This twin will stand her ground!" Sammy grinned manically, standing tall. "And all will know the wonder

Of Amy's DARK and deserving cry

When all her world is wrapped

In an eternal twinning lie!

So say good-NIGHT at this,

Your final setting of the sun!

Tomorrow your lies are in darkness

This twin's time has begun!"

She cackled madly, feeling her whole body being overcome by adrenaline, the urge to do something about Amy's bullying, demeaning her on freaking reality TV.

And she would do something. Soon.

From off-screen, Chris watched this little musical number with a smug grin on his face. It was a shame he couldn't okay that little swear word she said out to the public—or let that 'no singing' thing slide. That would've been ratings gold right there. But also for the sake of his ratings, he wanted to keep these twins on the show a little longer.

Things were just getting good.