The Plan

Twilight knocked on her front door. From the inside. Spike was outside, assigned the duty of standing guard and delivering anything from the outside that Twilight requires. in this case, it was advice. "Yes, Twilight?" Spike sighed.

"My gingerbread cookies are burning! I need to know how to use the toaster!

"Did you just say that you were using the toaster to make cookies?"

"Yes! Now tell me how to use the toaster!"

"First of all, you do not use the toaster for cookies. Secondly, you select how long you want the object being toasted to cook with the dial, then you push the platform down and wait. All good, Twilight?"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because you asked."

"What did I ask?"

"How to use the toaster."

"Exactly! Not how to cook with the toaster, of course I know that! I want to know how to use it."

"What do you mean 'use' it?"

"How to use it to get out of this Celestia forsaken place!"

"I'm not at liberty to tell you."

"Oh, come on Spike. You know I won't hurt anypony. You can set me free. We both know you want to."

"No, I can't let you free. I'm under orders from Celestia. The entire kingdom wants you locked in."

"And that," another voice arose, "is the beauty of democracy, isn't it. The many outweighs the one. But, if I recall, Equestria isn't a democracy, is it Twilight."

Twilight cringed at the voice. She was still sane enough to know who was an enemy and who was a friend. Right now she only had two friends: her mind, and her shadow. The voice, however, came from a true enemy, one she had battled before. King Sombra.

The King hissed again in his evil voice, "Here, the one outweighs the many, if that one happens to be Celestia. Which it does, Twilight Sparkle."

"That's Princess Twilight Sparkle, to you."

"Ah yes, I apologize. I wasn't there, too bust gathering up my shattered face. And the rest of me, for that matter. So we appear to have a common enemy. The Princess."

"Stop right there Sombra. Equestria may believe I've done it wrong, but I'll prove that I've done nothing."

"Oh no, you take my offer all too wrong, dear. I'm not asking you to kill the Princess, I'm asking that you save her."