Nothing happens

Twilight woke up the next day at six o’clock exactly, as her planning of the day was demanding.

She was very proud of all of her planning. Each day had its own. She had divided the twenty four hours in little time periods of twenty seconds and had allocated those to different tasks throughout the day.

For example, she had three periods to get up, seven to assess the situation, six periods to brush her mane and up to thirty periods to wake up Spike.

They would then both go eat their breakfast at six thirty exactly, finishing at six forty five. As it was Wednesday, the breakfast was to be followed by spell practice from seven o’clock to eleven, with three breaks of fifteen minutes.
At eleven and twelve, Spike convinced the alicorn that they had to stop practicing, arguing that the planning was the prime reason and not that he was tired of looking at her fail her spells all over and having to deal with the results all the time.

Lunch was at eleven thirty. They were supposed to have a guest sharing lunch with them, some ambassador from the griffon kingdom that Twilight didn’t know and therefore didn’t care much about. But he never showed up and the two hours lunch that had been planned turned into a thirty minutes lunch followed by an hour and half of more spell practice.

Then, from one thirty to four o’clock, Twilight studied in the castle’s library. At four o’clock, she and Spike went for the weekly inspection of the guards who didn’t seem prepared at all for the inspection. Twilight re-allocated ninety periods of time to make sure the captain of the guards had understood how important it was for the guards to pass the inspection in case a foreign dignitary was to accompany her, or if Luna or even Celestia herself were to come visit. She explained in all length how it was the captain’s duty to anticipate the inspection and make sure everypony was informed. She also stated that it wasn’t that difficult to pass an inspection that was scheduled every week at the exact same moment.

“It’s not like you were surprised or anything!” twilight finished, a bit angered. Not by her troops incompetence, but by her own, as she was feeling she was incapable of making them understand such basic principles as planning.
Which was even more disconcerting was the fact they had done a very good job the last week…

Still, at five o’clock, Twilight went for a stroll in the streets of Ponyville, then came back to the castle and heard that somepony was waiting for her. She looked at the schedule, saw no appointment and told the guards to tell that pony that she had no time at the moment and she should come the next day, as she had come unannounced. Twilight had, in fact, to attend another appointment, with the ambassador of the griffon kingdom that had stood her up at lunch. She was thinking of taking the opportunity to demand some explanation for that weird behavior, but the ambassador never showed up at any given time during the two hours Twilight and Spike waited in the throne room.

“Okay, that does it!” Twilight said, being very upset. “Spike, take a letter.”

Spike obliged very gladly, as he hadn’t like to have to wait two hours doing nothing like that.

“Dear ambassador of the griffon kingdom,

It has come to my attention that you do not seem to have any interest in meeting with me as you had previously asked. I do respect your freedom to not like me, or wanting to show your disapproval of whatever it is you disapprove of.

I do feel, however, that the least respectful thing to do would have been to tell me in person you had no intention to meet with me in the first place so that I wouldn’t have to waste hours of my time awaiting our meeting.

I am deeply disappointed by your behavior and hope you’ll have the decency to at least apologize for the way you’ve treated me today.

Please accept, regardless, my sincere regards.”

Spike finished writing the letter, then added the usual signature at the end, made Twilight read it again, confirm it was all correct, then sign it herself.

“Okay, send it.” She told the dragon.

Spike followed the instruction and sent the letter to the griffon ambassador, using his magical breath.

“It’s done.” He stated.

“Good.” Twilight replied. “That will show I may be a new princess, but a royal princess of Equestria cannot be made fun of without making fun of all of Equestria, which is unacceptable.”

It was seven thirty, and both Twilight and Spike went to eat dinner, that wasn’t ready yet. Twilight, exasperated, went to the kitchen, made everypony understand that a planning was meant to be taken seriously and followed to the upmost detail, then came back into the dining room as she was feeling she was about to insult somepony.
This was all very frustrating.

At eight, with thirty minutes delay, dinner got served and they ate. At eight fifteen, they were finished and, trying to catch up with the plan, went to Fluttershy’s cottage to ask her about the whole giving animals lawyers thing that had come up the last day.
They arrived, knocked on the door and found out that the yellow Pegasus had already gone to bed.

“I can’t believe you forgot about our appointment!” almost shouted Twilight in exasperation.

She saw how scared Fluttershy looked and she immediately regretted her outburst.

“I’m sorry.” She said. “I shouldn’t have spoken that loudly, but today was a bad day. Worst Wednesday in my life.”

“Tuesday.” Fluttershy replied.

“What?” asked back Twilight.

“We are Tuesday, not Wednesday.”

And just like that, a deep and strong feeling of both shame and absolute stupidity invaded every inch of Twilight’s body, mind and soul.
Contemplating the catastrophe, she decided unconsciously to take the easy way and just fainted right there.

“What happened to her?” asked Fluttershy, suddenly incredibly worried about her friend.

“I think she hadn’t planned that possibility.” Spike replied.