Crossing Worlds

"Come on, Twi, one step at a time." Spike said, guiding the newly-found equine down the stairs. Twilight fumbled on the stairs, trying her hardest to keep her balance. Taking off all of her clothes, (Spike's suggestion), did not help one bit. But, at least she found something out. She lost her wings. It was rather bittersweet to Twilight.

"Spike, why aren't even the least worried about this?" Twilight rasped. "We're in our library, the library Tirek destroyed. Destroyed. Cough Cough! Ow."

"I am worried, but don't you think we have more pressing matters at hand." Spike replied. He pulled Twilight forward a bit, urging her to step onto another step. Twilight stepped down onto the step with a fore hoof, but her hind legs refused to work correctly. She tilted forward and lost her balance, falling down. She tumbled down the stairs, thrashing and kicking, as she took Spike down with her.

Twilight had stopped at the bottom of the oak steps, a loud groaning sound erupted from her throat, sounding like an elderly man waking up in the morning. Spike, however, had slid across the floor a few inches and was unharmed.

After realizing, he had suffered no physical damage, he scrambled up to his feet and went over to Twilight.

"Twilight. Twilight! Are you okay?"  He asked worriedly.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" She groaned.

"Well, c-can you move?"

"I don't knoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. Cough!"

"Sh-should I, uh, um, try to move you?"

"I don't knooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwww. Cough cough cough!"

Spike reached down and grabbed the equine, then tried to pull her to her hooves. The groaning intensified, then turned into a screech. He dropped her and she fell to floor with a cry.

Spike winced, "Sorry."

Spike stepped, trying his best to not look at the weak, crumpled up unicorn that was his sister.

Okay, He thought. How am I gonna do this?

He could possibly try the same method again, but that caused Twilight pain. And she couldn't just leave her there...

Suddenly, a idea came to Spike. Not the most clever idea, but it was good enough for him.

Spike knelt down and his scaly arms around Twilight's sore body and hugged her tight. A moan, and coughs, of course, escaped Twilight's throat. Spike slowly walked backwards, dragging the unicorn's legs behind him. Twilight kept moaning and groaning, but was too tired to speak. Spike eventually made it to the library's living area and lied Twilight on the couch.

The pony mumbled something that sounded like, "Thank you", but  Spike did not hear for he was already heading to the kitchen to prepare a cold serving of lumpy cereal and milk.

Twilight stopped groaning. Something important came to her. She lifted a hoof, much to her body's disliking, and poked her horn. She sighed in relief, at least she hadn't lost her horn. Then, she moved a hoof to her shoulder, forcing the fur to show skin. Twilight groaned and slammed her head to the couch. But she had lost her cutie mark.

Perfect.

Spike padded into the room, holding a bowl and a glass of milk in his claws. He put the object onto a table next to the couch.

"O-okay, Twi, be careful now," Spike warned. "You don't want to strain-"

Twilight quickly took the cup in a hoof and downed it feverishly. Then, after setting the glass down on the table, she took the bowl in both hooves and drank and gulped down the contents quickly. She put the bowl down, and relished on the relief of her throat. She turned to her assistant, becoming embarrassed.

"Uh, sorry, Spike," She apologized, but was also quite happy that she could talk normally again." Guess I got a little carried away. Heh." Spike ignored the mare's apology and stared in awe at her. "Uh, Spike, are you o-"

"You got super powers!" The dragon suddenly shouted.

"....Super powers?"

"Yeah! Well, powers of a sort. You're, um, Twilight Sparkle the Pony: The Master of Picker-uppery!"

"Ugh, not those comic books again. I've had enough of them after last time."

"But you do have powers, have you seen any other horses do that?"

"No, but I don't want to some special unicorn horse for very long, so the sooner we find a way to fix this, the sooner things will be back to normal."

Spike sighed in defeat. Not feeling like joking anymore, he started shuffling his way downstairs to the library with his head down.Twilight lied down on the bed, feeling guilty  for making Spike upset.  Twilight suddenly remembered something. Twilight reached a sore and hurt hoof to her forehead, eventually finding something long and stick-like. Twilight let a smile show, at least she still had her horn. She then moved a hoof to her shoulder. She used said hoof to, somehow, force the fur to show skin. Unfortunately for her, her cutiemark was nowhere to be seen.

"DO YOU THINK IT'LL BE UNDER "T"!?" Spike called from downstairs.

"....WHA-WHA- Cough cough COuGH! What?" Twilght replied.

"DO YOU THINK THE BOOK FOR THE TRANSFORMATION WILL BE UNDER 'T'!?"

"I don't know. Yes? Maybe?"

Spike didn't reply, so Twilight resumed doing nothing. Suddenly, a creeping feeling came up on her. She didn't know this feeling that well, but she had felt it before. Helplessness. She felt so helpless and weak. So helpless she wanted to punch somebody in the face. She wanted to scream and shout. She wanted to do anything to prove she wasn't weak. But, she couldn't, and it was complete torture.

She looked out of a window that showed quite a bit of Peopleville, wanting to know what time it was. It looked like it was the afternoon, but nobody was out and about. It was rather odd, but Twilight thought nothing of it.

A long while later, Spike came running up the stairs. "I looked through the transformations and stuff, but I couldn't find anything on...Our problem."

"Did you double-check?" Twilight asked.

"Yes."

"Triple-check?"

"Yep."

"And the emergency, quadruple-check?"

"Eeyup."

Twilight sighed, sinking deeper into the couch.

"Well," She said. "What so we do now?"

"Maybe we can send a letter to Princess Celestia?" Spike suggested.

"No we can't do that!" Twilight countered. "Do you know what she'll think if I can't reverse a simple transformation!?"

"Twi, she's not going to send you back to Magic Kindergarten. Spike reassured her. Twilight sighed once more. She turned to her brother.

"Well, we should at least try other ways of getting out of this mess without needing Princess Celestia's help."

Spike thought for a moment. "Oh! Maybe we can ask Zecora for some help!"

Twilight nodded. "Good idea, Spike. Zecora's great with potions and remedies."

"Yeah, I know....I've met her before."

Twilight sat up right, wincing a little.  She started to push herself off the couch when Spike ran over and pushed against one of her forearms to stop her.

"Are y-you sure you can s-stand?" Spike asked nervously. Twilight didn't answer as she pushed herself onto her shaky hooves. It still hurt her, but not as much as before. She shakily managed to walk to the base of the stairs. She looked back at her number-one assistant and gave him a smile.

"Come on." Twilight said.  Spike returned the smile and he ran after her as they made their way down the stairs, and, eventually, out of the library.