"Hey Twilight!" Rainbow Dash bursts into the castle library, doors banging wide open, "I need the next Daring Doo book!" The blue Pegasus zipped over to the stack books that surrounded her friend.
"Not now Rainbow, I'm busy," Twilight doesn't bother to raise her head, too engrossed in the dusty old tome before her.
"But Twilight!" Rainbow whined, rolling over in the air and settling on the stack of books to stare at the purple alicorn upside down, "I need it noooooww."
"Ugh," Twilight sighs slamming her own book shut, "Fine, THEN will you let me get back to my studies?"
"Yes!" Rainbow leaps into the air in excitement.
"Alright," Twilight walks over to the bookshelves and begins parting them, indicting each cover, "which book did you just finish?"
"Daring Doo and the Ring of Destiny!" Rainbow Dash cradles the book lovingly, all the while corkscrewing through the air, "it was so, totally, AWESOME!"
"Hmm," Twilight muses, "The Ring of Destiny?" She turns to face the Pegasus, "That's the last one A. K.Yearling has written, there are no more."
Rainbow Dash freezes mid air. "WHAT!?" She zooms to the shelf in a rainbow streak and begins tossing books from their shelves, "NO NO NO NO NOOOO!" She slumps to the floor I'm a sobbing heap, "Whhyyy!?"
"Rainbow! Pull yourself together," Twilight wades out of the expanding pool of tears and magically returns the books to their rightful places. "You'll just have to come up with something else."
"That's it!" Rainbow springs up, "YOU could write another one!"
"What!? Me?" Twilight is aghast, "I couldn't possibly do that, I've got too much work to do. If you really want another one why don't YOU write it."
"What!? Me?" The Pegasus echoes, "But that's egghead work." Twilight snorts in irritation, "No offense, but come on Twilight. You gotta help me."
"Fine, you want help?" She trots over to a desk in the corner, opening the door, she retrieves a sheaf of paper and a pencil, "Here, I've helped."
"What am I supposed to do with this!?" She exclaims, nudging the pencil and paper with trepidation.
"Uhh, you use it to write with," Twilight returns to her place amidst the mountain of books, turning her back on Rainbow, "it's like riding a bicycle, you'll remember."
"Twilight..." Rainbow tried to plead with her friend, but to no avail. With grim resignation, she gathered the pencil and paper and began winging her way towards home.
Back in her home, Rainbow bursts through her bedroom door, tossing the writing supplies across her bed.
"Tank!" She exclaims, scooping up the tortoise, "What am I gonna do? There are no more Daring Doo books!"
The tortoise blinks slowly at her.
"I know no more bedtime stories, no more late night reading by the firefly light!"
The tortoise blinks slowly again.
"But I can't do that! I'm not an egghead, I wouldn't know where to start," she sighs heavily and hugs him to her chest.
Tank smiled sluggishly.
A tear wells up in each eye, "Alright, Tank, I'll do it for you, because you have faith in me."
