TW1L7.SPRKL

TW1L7.SPRKL

"...and that's how I became Princess Celestia's student."

"No wonder you succeeded where I failed."

As the voices of her friend and Trixie filtered through the fog of unconsciousness that clouded her mind, Pinkie groaned, catching the attention of the only dragon in the room.

"Twilight, she's waking up."

The pink party pony slowly opened her eyes, half expecting to see Spike using a pair of unicorn skulls as puppets.  She was quite happy to spot the two most magical non-princess ponies in Equestria in one piece.

Still, the pinkest mare in the Pie family couldn't stay quiet (without reason) for long.  "What happened?  the last thing I remember was something from my worst nightmares, except in stead of Dashie it was you, and instead of me it was Spike.  But that's just silly.  I mean, why would he be making cu-" it was at this point that a rather large stack of cookies wrapped in a pale blue glow silenced the hyper earth pony.

Floating a glass of milk to aid the now chewing mare, Trixie turned to the purple pair, "I must admit, I find myself curious about just what we walked in on earlier."

"Well... er.... that is.... Spike?"

The baby dragon started waving his arms in front of himself in a warding gesture, "Uh uh!  No way Twilight!  You said that when the time came, you would tell them, not me."

"You're right," the librarian sighed, "I just wish I had more time to think about how to explain it."

Twilight took a deep breath, "It all started 20 years ago.  Mom and Dad want to have a filly, but there was a problem.  You see, most unicorns need to have their horns filed down a little when they're born to keep them from hurting themselves or others.  Unfortunately, that means there's some... damage when they're born.  So, when my brother was born, the doctor had to deliver the bad news.

"At first, they were fine with it, after all, they had a happy and healthy colt, each other, and a roof over their heads.  But, as time moved on, they wanted more...

"At first, it started with the prosthetics they had been making for ponies that had lost a leg or an eye.  Then, they started imagining what my brother, Shining Armor, might look like if he had been born a filly.  One day, they combined the two with an AI, TW1L7.SPRKL, they had been programming in their spare time.  That's how I was built..."

Silence flooded the room as the artificial pony trailed off.

Trixie recovered first, "I... I never would have guessed..."

All eyes turned to the disconcertingly silent Pinkie, despite- no, because of her silence.

Realizing that she was the center of attention, the earth pony echoed Twilight's earlier deep breath.  "I... I..."

T o Be Continued...

Ain't I evil?