Release Me.

UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Twilight Sparkle groaned she slowly pulled herself out of bed, stopping for a minute when her hand hit the cold metal floor of her ship. She sighed, remembering she had never gotten over the habit of having a pony sized bed, even after her first transformation happened.

It was something of a curious thing, but with every new universe that rose from the ashes of an old, her form changed to fit it. Of course occasionally she could control it, but this time had been a rare case. She'd taken human form, not for the first time, and certainly not the last.

She'd never really taken the time to think about it, but it was amazing how in almost every incarnation of the universe, the human race evolved on the same planet, in the same position, in the same galaxy, in the same sector of space, at the exact same time in the exact same way. And it's history went on a perfectly identical course until about the 20th or 21st century, when it usually deviated marking this humanities difference from the previous.

Pushing these thoughts aside, she pulled herself to her feet and began her daily routine.