Life imitating art.

Peter Stood in front of his bed room mirror; He looked back at the light orange skin and brown hair. His body was a little gangly and thin, not very muscular or sporty but he was happy with it. He smiled at his reflection and threw a black hoodie with a green skull on the front over his shirt zipping it up. It wasn't a Punisher Hoodie as the skull would indicate but rather a custom based on the Necromancer's robes from an RPG game. He walked over to a white box that was full of a bunch of comic books in bags and backing boards as well as his schoolbag. He carried the box down the stairs and all the way to Canterlot High. Peter brought these many book with him to school not to read them all himself; but rather to have others read them with him. Peter would set the box down on the horse statue that sat in front of the school from 7:30 to 8:30, the hours from when the school opened up to when the first period started. He would set the comics he had brought out in a line and anyone who wanted to could ask to borrow one or a few to read with him or on their own time. He would also have them available for people to read at lunchtime, and from 3:00 o clock to 5:30 when the school building closed. there was no set time he wanted them back, Pinkie still had yet to return the copies of Deadpool she borrowed about a year or two ago, Snips and Snails returned the copies of Mars Attacks! They had borrowed with creases and wrinkles in the covers.

Peter didn't care. He wasn't some compulsive comic book geek that wouldn't allow even a speck of dust near his comics. In many ways he felt like the one hit wonder character Milo from the Simpsons. He loved being friendly with other people and he felt that as long as Snips and Snails enjoyed the issues they could have done all they wanted with them. In fact; before he got the the idea to set up the ersatz comic "Library," Peter often kept to himself and hardly talked to anyone. The only person in School more nervous about being social was the pink haired animal loving girl Fluttershy but even she had friends to spend time with. Once he started bringing them into school thought, He was as cheerful and peppy with the other's as Pinkie.

Peter set the box down by the statue and opened it up; everything from Jennifer Blood blasting some guy's skull with a long range sniper bullet, to The Power ponies annuals from the last few years. He let everyone from the CMC to Soarin Check out an issue, but there is only one guest worth mentioning here. It was after sending Twist off with a reprint of an issue of Weird Science, that a transfer student from Crystal prep following the friendship games, Twilight Sparkle approached his set up. She adjusted her glasses and brushed her locks of hair out her face before leaning down and shuffling through the issues.

"Hello there Ms. Do you see anything that interests you?" Peter asked Twilight with a smile.

"What, are you selling these things or something?" She asked looking at a copy of The Shadow.

"Not really, I let anyone who's interested borrow whatever books that catches their interest, It's kinda like a library per say."

"Hmmmm?" Twilight mumbled shuffling through some more books.

"Everything okay Ms..." He asked not sure of her name.

"Twilight; Twilight Sparkle, I just transferred from Crystal Prep."

"Oh yeah now I remember you...You're The Shadow Bolt archer aren't you?" He asked noticing how she barley looked at the rest of the books.

"Well...I was but after seeing how much...lenient Canterlot High is when it comes to things like grades and athletics, I thought It'b be better to study here."

"I see...so what do you think of my Library Twilight?"

"This...is no library." She said shaking her head and placing the book down.

"Well...It's not officially a library I admit, but I let people borrow books whenever they want, sure I don't need them back after a certain time but I still do appreciate them being returned."

"Comic books aren't real books, A library is supposed to be a place that takes good care of well, their books." She said holding up a worn copy of Iron Fist. "That are quiet places of study and reading of literature that has time and effort and deep and meaning full works that are relevant or timeless." She said adjusting her glasses again and picking up her textbooks.

"Hey now, comic books can be that and more Ms. Twilight, they aren't just silly stories of superheroes running around fighting villains they may have once been." Peter said slightly peeved at the girl's words. "Maybe if you just took some and..."

"I'm sorry, I can't it's almost time for class, maybe some other time." She said rushing through the front door as the bell rang.

"Huh, what crawled up her skirt and bit her purple butt?" Peter asked packing the comics that hadn't been borrowed up to share at a later time.