Abrupt Sense of Flames

  “And we can have streamers! And confetti! And, and, and...” Pinkie continues on an uncontrollable spree of ideas.

  You slowly begin to walk back, sticking out your arm to push back Cherry simultaneously. Moving ever so slowly towards the door every time her back is turned. You think these movements can’t be seen by anyone but this ecstatic pink mare seems to be taking in everything you do.

“Where are you going silly willy billy!? We just met! We need to talk and you two can tell me ALL about yourselves!” Pinkie exclaims so even ponies outside could hear her.

  “Um well, I uh hav-” Cherry cuts you off, noticing your large stuttering.

  “We need to get to a library and were late.” Conveyed Cherry.

  The Pink mare’s coat instantly turned a shade lower and her hair proofed down a bit, lowering just below her eyes.

  “Oh, ok...” The mare said emptily, her ecstasy instantly vanished. It reminds you of a certain filly you know.

  You begin to walk out of the door when the mare tapes you on the shoulder. You jump from her startling you. Cherry doesn’t seem to notice, she’s too tired from all of the walking. You have to admit your pretty beat too.

  “Can I walk you there!?” Pinkie asks her coat and main proofed back to its normal state. You really didn’t like making her sad so you say ok and you three begin towards the library.

  About 45 minuets later your about to kill yourself from the amount of questions coming from this one pony. You have found out a bit about this library though. She assumed you’re new and gave you some info. Like that a unicorn ‘Twilight Sparkle’ runs the place, which is one of her best friends. That she already has an assistant named ‘Spike’, who is apparently a baby dragon. You’ve never seen a baby dragon before but they can’t be that bad if they work in a library.

  “Ok were here!” Proclaimed the mare’s whose energy seems to grow with the more she exerts herself. The building to your surprise just seems to be a hollowed out tree. It’s so strange how this mares energy continues to grow.

  You brush the topic off your mind, right before you nock on the door. Clearing your throat.

  The door opens with a purple and green dragon looking up at me. This must be Spike

  “Ah hello, ‘new guy’,” He says.

  “Hello. You must be Spike.” You posit to him.

  He turns and yells up stairs for Twilight. It might have a few levels because he yells pretty loud.

  He then quickly turns to you and leans in, hit tone slightly softer. “Im the number one assistant got it buddy? Don’t think you can do better than me because you can’t!” He preaches, then steps aside just in time for who must be Twilight Sparkle. Her main was multitude of colors from dark all the way to a highlight of light purple. Her eyes a gradient of purple and her coat a similar yet lighter shade of purple.

  The second your eyes meet hers, her pupil’s dilate, her mouth swings open and continuously roll up and down, checking out all of your features. She reacts a bit stranger than normal than you would meeting somepony new. Maybe it’s because you will be working with her and she wants to know what you look like, or if you had any sense you could tell that she was checking you out.

  You break the ice with, “Hello, you must be Twilight Sparkle.” Her eyes flutter and she pulls her left hoof slightly under her right, brushing the ground. Her cheeks turning a bright crimson.

  “Oh… uh… hi…im uh... Twilart... sartel...” She says, her voice became quieter and cut off after that. She clears her throat and tries again, “Sorry im, uh Twilight Sparkle. I work in this… uh place. Would you want come inside me? UH I MEAN inside here?! Twilight screams, correcting herself instantly.

  You can tell that she is very surprised by you from her lost of words. You try not to judge her by not laughing, but you shoot Cherry a very concerned look. After all you just met her and you will be working with her for a while. Celestial knows how long.

  You step inside and the first thing you notice is the large book shelves that lined every wall except where the door stood, still books lined around it. A small pair of stairs in a slight spiral up the tree to another floor which you could only imagine would hold more books.

  “My apologies, uh, for that,” She says. You can defiantly tell that she is slightly, if not profusely attracted to you from how her brain jumped right to ‘come inside me’ mode.

  “Oh its fine. So this is your library?” You ask, trying to change the subject and make the mare not seem so awkward.

  “Um yeah, this is where… my um… books are… and things…” Twilight mumbles.

  You realize that the pink mare isn’t with you anymore. A quick glance out side and you can tell that this pony throws a lot of parties. She’s running around, carrying streamers, confetti, and muffins that would surely fall out of somepony else’s hooves, but not hers.

  You know Twilight is still staring at you but you don’t turn around. You try to change the subject yet again so she can focus on something other than your hoof shape and what ever else she’s staring at.

  “So that Pinkie Pie mare told me that you’re her friend, right? You ask, as you turn around to the now... ‘panting’ mare? “Um, Twilight? Are you ok?”

  No response, she seems to have a thousand yard stare that the ‘I like turtles’ kid had. Her breathing becoming shorter and faster.

  You run over to her as she begins to tip over, catching her before she collides with the ground. As you catch her, you could clearly hear a moan of what? Pleasure? That came from the mare that now rested in your arms.

  “What happened? Are you ok?” You ask in a panic. This sort of thing has never happened to you before.

  Her eyes begin to comeback from which ever galaxy they were in, returning into my eyes. You would think that her pupils couldn’t get any larger, until they occupy the entire eye.

  “Arug… sarenebareh… maesonarety… shu…” As the strange noises begin to flow out of her mouth, you look around for the little dragon to assist you.

  “Spike!” You call out. He returns into your vision in an instant.

  “Whats going o- WAAH!” He shouts running over to Twiligh. His head turns sharply to you. “What did you do to her!?” angrily snorting at me.

  “I didn’t do anything! She started to breath really fast and then she fainted or something!” You explain to the small dragon.

  “Hm… well let’s take her to her room. Grab her legs, let’s go.” Spikes quick instructions shoot through your mind and you react instantly. Apparently this situation has triggered some adrenaline in you.

  Moments later she’s back in her bed. Her pupils still dilated but no as much as before. Hopefully she will just sleep it off.

  It turns out that this tree has 2 and a half floor. The second floor has some sort of half floor above it, like it was divided into one half which stayed up.

  “That’s where you’ll be sleeping,” Spike says after regaining his breath from carrying the mare. He points to a slightly smaller bed directly across from where Twilight slept. Cherry will be sleeping to a bed identical to mine and on the same side.

  ‘It’s only about 1:30,’ you think to your self. But you still climb into bed as your eyes plunge into darkness.