The Other "Pony"

by TheMajorTechie

Rating: everyone
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Science Fiction, Slice of Life, Main 6
Length: 1573

Ooh boy, Twilight's made an AI system. And she's crazy. What could go wrong???

I'ma be re-writing this as the story "Quantum". See ya then! :twilightsmile:

It had been a project years in the making. Even as a filly, Twilight had always dreamt of the accomplishment. Alas, it was a goal that had been fulfilled from many, many years of work. Now, with a fully-intelligent AI at hoof, Twilight aims to start the next step - bringing it into the physical plane of existence. Along with it will come the ideas of love, friendship, kindness, and many more to come.

Eh, I should really think about whether or not I actually want do create a "long" fic out of random ideas I get. This isn't one of the ones that I feel like deserve to be that. Because of that, I'll leave you guys off on a cliffhanger, but I may come back someday to update this. Who knows?

Published 2016-05-10 02:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-11 00:19:06 UTC

The Breakthrough

~~~{Town Hall}~~~

Twilight bashed through the doors of Town hall. "I DID IT!" she hollered, "I'VE FINALLY DID IT!"

The room fell into utter silence as ponies stopped what they were doing to stare at the alicorn panting in the lobby.

"Princess..." began Mayor Mare, rubbing her brow, "we know that you must be excited about your... 'breakthrough', but I don't think that you should be barging into random buildings and yelling about it. You've already broken into three other buildings today, not counting now."

Twilight's eye twitched. "BuT I wANt tO tELL evErYPOnY!!!" she yelled, "Riiiiiiiiiiiiiggggggggghhhhhhhhht TWIL-01??

A small, robotic voice came from a box mounted inside Twilight's saddlebag. "Indeed, Miss Twilight. I do so enjoy the attention I have been given since my creation."

The lavender mare continued her meaningless jumble of blabbering. "YEAH, TWIL-01! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO HAVE SOMEPO-- SOMEBOD-- SOMEROBOT TO MINDLESSLY BABBLE TO!!!"

The voice calmly replied back to Twilight's 'mindless babble'. "Yes, Miss Twilight. I assure you that I may be the only intelligent being that has listened to a twenty-six hour long lecture on why Rainbow Dash should wear a wing cover. And if you'd like to, I shall form a quick hundred-page essay on the specified topic."

Twilight threw her head up in a cheer. "YES! ALL OF IT! OH I LOVE YOU, TWIL-01!"

And with that, Twilight swiftly turned and charged back through the hole in the wall that she had blasted by the door moments earlier.

Mayor Mare sighed. *At least you could've used the door, Twilight.* She turned to one of her assistants. "How long will it take to speed-order a new section of drywall once we patch the hole?"

Her assistant shrugged. "Most ah know of stuff like that, It'd take about a week"

The mayor facehoofed. It was going to be a long day.

~~~{Carousel Boutique}~~~

A mare was idly browsing Rarity's fine assortment of dresses, when she felt what at first, could only be thought of as an earthquake. That is, until she turned to see the crazed mare herself standing in the ruins of the wall.

"HIIIIIIIIIIII!" Twilight yelled, rattling the clothes racks, "WaNT tO SEe My AI systEM?"

Rarity stepped out from behind the counter. "Twilight, dear, would you please, um... fix that mess of yours?"

Twilight furiously spun her head around the room, oblivious to the destruction that she caused. "WHat MeSs?"

TWIL-01 piped up from inside her saddlebag. "Miss Twilight, I believe that she means the one behind you."

Twilight looked down upon the cracked tile floor. "oH," she said, "I'LL FiX That vEry quicKLy!" She lit her horn, and in a matter of seconds, the wall became an OCD-inducing patchwork of rubble. "See? I fiXED It!" she yelled. She spun around to inspect her work. "Oh NO! THiS lOOks BaD! I musT FIx iT!" she yelled. With that, she lit her horn again, but was cut off by Rarity.

"Sorry, Twilight, but I believe that I can fix this myself." she began to shoo her out. "Get along, dear, I have work to do."

Twilight let out a groan as she was forcibly shoved out the door. "But RAAAaAaaaAARiTy!"

~~~{Sweet Apple Acres}~~~

Applejack bucked a tree. Then, she bucked another, and another, and another, and another. She was just about to buck again when she realized that it was Twilight who she was about to buck.

"WAaaAaaAzZZZZzZup APpLEjACK?" Yelled Twilight, "IT LooKS liKe YOU'Re QUitE BUSY! DO You wAnT mE TO HElp???"

Applejack took a step back. She heard about what was going on with Twilight. "Uh, no thanks, sugarcube," she stammered, "Ah'm fine as ah am right now..."

Twilight shook her head furiously. "No, aPPlehoRsE! I WaNT TO heLP!"

Applejack snorted at the mention of "Apple-horse". "Fine, Twi, go fetch some water or somethin'."

The alicorn squeed an promptly took off towards the well behind the barn. Seconds later, Applejack saw what was seemingly a large puff of smoke rising from that same area. Quickly, she trotted off to see what the matter was.

Upon her arrival, she gawked at the utter destruction around Twilight. The well was somehow burning from the bottom up, the apple crates were stacked sideways into a wall, and said wall had a large alicorn-shaped hole through them. Suddenly, Discord appeared above the mess, floating a few inches above Twilight, who was laughing like a madmare.

"Say," Discord began, "Who made this beautiful work of art here? I'd like to buy it."

Twilight ceased her laughing the moment her ears perked up from hearing Discord. "I Did! I DID!" she screamed, frantically waving a hoof in the draconequus' face.

Discord set Twilight's hoof down with a claw. "I knew that, Twilight, I was just messing with you. This isn't exactly what I prefer, anyways. I like impressionistic better." He snapped his fingers, and vanished.

An eerie silence fell over the orchard, when suddenly, a monotone, robotic voice began jabbering out of Twilight's saddlebag.

"Quite the silence we've got here, Miss Twilight, would you mind if I played some background music?"

Twilight quickly replied. "Yes, TWIL-01, fiND thE CRazIest sOnG THaT yoU CAN pLAY."

Recommended Listening

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Just messin' with ya. Don't listen to that stuff. It'll hurt your ears. :trollestia:

Applejack winced at the sudden onslaught that began attacking her eardrums. "Twilight!" She yelled, "What the hay! Stop that crap!"

Twilight gave a long, exaggerated sigh as she ordered TWIL-01 to halt the 'music'. "Fine," she grumbled, "Hey TWIL-01, Stop THaT beautiFul mUSiC! MY fRiEND apPlEJack HeRE doEsn't lIkE IT!"

~~~{Twilight's Castle}~~~

Twilight trudged into the castle, dragging her hooves on the hard crystal floor. She had finally worn out the hype that she had gotten herself into earlier after eight cups of coffee. "Hey TWIL," she said, "Is it ok if I change your name to 'TWiL? With a lowercase 'i'? I think that it would look better on paper that way."

The same monotone voice echoed throughout the castle. "Yes, Miss Twilight. It is perfectly fine for you to change my name."

Author's Note

Heh. Twilight LITERALLY broke-through. That is, she broke through the walls.

^ All that story-ing in this chapter just for this horrible joke. :facehoof: ^

Twily and the Bot

Twilight awoke the next morning with a great yawn.

"Good morning, Miss Twilight," TWiL-01 greeted, "Have you had a nice sleep?"

Twilight groaned, and promptly flipped to the other side, a thin strand of drool hanging from her open mouth.

"Miss Twilight, I do believe that it is about time to start on your morning routine, don't you think?"

Suddenly, Twilight popped straight up, the drool still hanging treacherously from her lower jaw. "Morning routine???" She asked, "What morning routine?"

TWiL-01 paused for a moment to page it's memory bank. "Oh yes, sorry me, I have forgotten that you do not have a morning routine." Once again, it paused, though this time, for the sake of 'proper sentence structure'. "You may continue your rest now, Miss Twilight."

The alicorn yawned once more, and lazily oozed from her rat's nest of a bed. "Hey TWiL-01," she began, "what's for breakfast?"

The AI system paged it's memory bank once more. It had to, since it relied primarily on swap files from Twilight refusing to add more RAM to it's control system at the time. Finally, it replied, "I have made a nice breakfast of toast and jam, Miss Twilight."

Twilight nodded, and started off towards the kitchen. Upon arrival, she was met with the aroma of freshly made jam, as well as perfectly toasted bread. She sat down, and began eating.

"Thnnk yopf fo mikind dis fo meh" she said through her overstuffed mouth.

From the speakers embedded in her ceiling, TWiL-01 replied, "I do not understand you, Miss Twilight. Please swallow your food before talking."

Twilight obeyed, and quickly swallowed the mush in her mouth before speaking again. "I said, thank you for making this for me, TWiL."

If a non-physical AI could nod with content from knowing that it had made someone happy, then TWiL-01 was definitely nodding. But as the 'bot didn't have any physical way to represent it's feelings, it simply said, "Nod, nod."

Twilight giggled. "Oh, TWiL," she began, "I'll build a body for you soon."

TWiL-01 couldn't help but to agree.

~~~{Twilight's Secret Underground Lab}~~~

Twilight disabled the many layers of high-security protection spells as she entered the lab through a small, masked portal under her bed. It was the only way that she could enter her secret secret lab, the one place where only two ponies ever knew of; herself, and Pinkie. Because Pinkie knows all. As she trotted down the spiral stairs, she levitated the same box behind her, the TWiL-01 system module.

Finally, she reached the bottom of the stairs, and though it was only a mere 8.67 seconds to get from top to bottom, it seemed as if it took hours. She happily pranced over to the electronics section of the lab, TWiL in tow. Upon entrance, she was greeted by the blindingly bright LEDs that illuminated the room, and the low humming of various devices all running in unison.

At last, she gently set TWiL's system on top of the workbench, and began her work.

Author's Note

What will TWiL-01 look like when completed? Nopony knows!