Whose Hat is it Anyways?

“Where did I put my crown?  Ugh, Hatless will be here any minute, and I won't be prepared.  Spike! Did you move my crown?  I could have sworn I left it on the table.  Then where could it have gone?  Ack!  He's here!  Hey there, Hatless, you can come in.  I have to find my crown real quick.”

“Crown?  Oh you mean the tiara you were wearing yesterday?”

“Yeah that.  I seemed to have misplaced it, though.  I had it last night before going to bed.”

“Do you need it?”

“It helps my magic a lot.  If I am to counteract magic, it would be greatly helpful.”

“Huh, if you don't mind me scouring your house, I'll give a ha-I mean hoof.”

“Please do.”

“Okay.  Whew, how hard could it be to find a tiara?  This thing must have grown legs and walked off.  Princess, how important is this?”

“Very!  Ugh... I'll have to look later.  It's been thirty minutes.  We can come back for it later.  I might be able to take care of the magic without my crown.”

“Are you positive?”

“Yeah, if I've learned anything these days, it's not to worry about every little detail.  Besides, I'll leave a note for Spike to take a look.”

“If you say so.”

“I do.”

“Okay, we're here.  Go ahead and take a look; I'll stay here and keep guard.  I think we were being followed.”

“Hm... okay.  I think I already know what this place is, so I should be back quickly.  If you see something, yell and I'll run up.  We can fly off, if needed.”

“Sounds good.”