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                   Shine As Their Savers                   
                     -by Starry Skies-                     
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     Prologue Part I-Meeting at the Ponyville Library      
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Prologue Part I-Meeting at the Ponyville Library
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
This is a matter nine ponies need to fix. I called you, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Trixie, Colgate, and Shooting Star.
I have called you on the matters of something in the human world, nine innocent boys are being accused of stealing a bag worth six hundred thousand bits or, hence, a million dollars there, and the nine are scattered across the globe for them to be safe, but guards are chasing them. If you reply on or before six in the evening, I know you have called the other eight and, henceforth, agree that you are going into the human world. If you do not, it is okay as I know you are not going. If you are, I shall go into the library and teleport you, but as ponies.
Your dearest mentor,
Princess Celestia
“So I’ll just teleport them here.” Twilight said, and closed her eyes, exerting herself to teleport eight ponies at once.
    She brought Rainbow Dash first, then Applejack, after the farm pony Fluttershy came, and then Rarity, who was in the middle of brushing her mane into froufrou  curls, then Pinkie Pie comes, surprised, because one minute she was in Sugarcube Corner and then, a minute later, you’re in the Ponyville Library. Trixie then followed, who was taking a short siesta after she did something with her sister, Starry Nights. Shooting Star came trotting in, about to borrow some books about Equestrian History.  Colgate got teleported and blew the dust out of the parts of her frizzy mane.
“Hey, Twilight, whatcha need?” Applejack asked, pushing Rainbow Dash’s mane out of the way of her line of sight.
“No time, I hafta write a letter to Princess Celestia!” she said, hurriedly grabbing a pen with her magic and writing.
Dear Princess Celestia,
I accept your offer. Please meet me at ten or nine in the evening. Thank you.
Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle