There wasn't a word about the cure in any books. Just two ponies who had created magic and had extreme power. And yet, they felt trapped. If the spell spread, they would soon be the only two ponies still moving about.

If the sky was any indication, the situation would be fixed soon. A few happy clouds danced across the sky, making Twilight think of Rainbow Dash. It was the she thought- what if the Elements of Harmony could fix this mess? It was then she teleported to Trixie.

"Trixie, the Elements of Harmony could help! Ponyville hasn't been frozen, so maybe we can get the other ele-"

"Yes, blah blah blah, Twilight and friends save the day. Haven't we been through this already?"

"Trixie, I'm hurt. You've saved the day before. Why are you being so jealous now?"

"I'm not jealous," said Trixie defensively. "You just always take the spotlight with the elements of harmony. Don't you think it's time we thought of other ways to fix things? We're princesses, we should try branching out at least a little."

"Ugh good point I guess," said Twilight. "Fine whatever what do you propose?"

"Well," Trixie paused to consider her options, then looked up brightly. "Trixie deems securing our timeline the most important thing, as the spell is only keeping everything still as long is danger remains."

"And why couldn't the elements of harmony do that?"

"Well, what if you make a mistake, and we are in a timeline where the elements don't work or don't exist?"

"Shit tru," Twilight replied, beginning to sniffle. "Man I'm no good at being princess."

"Hey, now, it's ok," said Trixie, as Twilight began to imprint on her like a baby duck in ways that would take years to admit to herself. "You're a good princess. Trixie just wants the mission to be successful."

After blowing her nose into Trixie's wing, she got up and smiled a bit. "You're right Mo- Trixie. Now let's go kick some ass!"

After years or minutes of searching, the ponies couldn't really tell due to how tedious the reading was in the Canterlot library, Twilight made a singular sound. "AHA!"

Trixie jumped. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ON A WAFFLE WHAT IS IT," she yelled monotonedly. If Luna were awake back in her throne room, Trixie would be getting a Royal Canterlot Shush.

Fuck I meant bedroom, not throne room. But poor princess doesn't even get her own throne, I doubt she has a bedroom to speak of. ANYWAYS.

Twilight had found something very important. A single page with three words written on it. Trixie craned her neck to see what it could be.

"Made... you... look... Twilight what the fuck? I mean seriously we had a nice peaceful silence going on here and you just-" Trixie stopped. The page was suddenly filling itself with swirls and self-repeating patterns that stirred something deep in the two alicorns. "Of course," said Trixie. "Fractals."

"Yes," said Twilight. "Fractals."

The had a plan.

Author's Note

fractals is magic that's what fim stands for look it up