the Bellefire prophecies shrunken sorrows

Thirty four days earlier rarity and Sweetie are delivering an order to a client at canterlot castle. “Sweetie stay here I'll be right back,” said Rarity as she walks into a room to meet her client and closes the door behind her.

“Ugh, now what?.......well I'm not just guna sit here and do nothing; boring,” thought Sweetie as she wanders off and into a secret passage to the archives. Completely oblivious.

“Whoah, Twilight would love this place,” thought Sweetie aloud. as she walks through the archives and through an open gate and into another hall. “Whoah ahg mmng,” said Sweetie as she falls into an opening in the floor but catches herself before she fell in the pit beneath. “Uh ok that... 'was that boobie trap?!' questioned Sweetie ending in thought as she looks down the hall and around the floor.

“It was,”said Sweetie noticing a sunken stone on the floor that told her it was the trigger. “Uah treasure hunt!” gasps Sweetie remembering a game her and rarity used to play. “But this time, it's real,” thought Sweetie nervously. “But I could earn an explorer's cutie mark or a treasure hunters cutie mark!” said Sweetie excitedly. Ignoring the dangers as she carefully makes her way down the dim torch-lit hallway.

“This is so cool,” thought Sweetie as she dodges another trap as shortly after she was safely away, spikes fall where she was earlier. “I can't wait to tell Rarity no she’d be mad at me,” thought Sweetie avoiding seventeen more traps their triggers evenly and predictively laid about. As there were statues that seemed to follow her with their heads, in addition to that there were strange holes, and large slits on each side of the wall.

“Wow,” said Sweetie as she reaches the end having unknown to her avoided one hundred and thirty- three boobie traps littered across the thirty- yard long winding hall and looks at a giant mural stretching across the wall as the path went off in two directions making a-T- shape.

“Wow..what's this?” asked Sweetie as she looks closer at the three sets of three ponies at the bottom of the mural. “Isn't that supposed to be one of each type of pony” said Sweetie discerning the incorrect representation of the three tribes.

“Uh oh i see..it's a...oh just move this here and put this pony in this space here an..uh...whoah.” said Sweetie noticing the lines indicating it was a puzzle, solves it and watches as the wall splits into several places and slides away revealing a room lit with strange orbs of light on the walls and ceiling.

“Waoh..so cool if only the girls were here Scoots would love this place!” said Sweetie as she walks into the room and the door slowly and quietly closes behind her as the room got brighter.

“Is that a vault?” Sweetie asked no pony as she thinks aloud and walks over to it. “Hugh there's no handles no laches how. → ah ha” said Sweetie as she now sees how to open it.

“So it's magic...it opens by a spell?” said Sweetie questioning her theory. As she struggles to use her weak magic. Dumb horn” -said Sweetie kicking a rock out of her way- dong-aaa,” exclaimed Sweetie as she's startled by a noise and her horn sparks to full power.

“ Uh?”said Sweetie feeling a growing power within herself as she decides to try her magic again this time with results as she feels the whole matrix of the spell on the door and starts to manipulating it and after forty minutes of tireless tweaking the vault door opened revealing a small room with eight books in it.

Are you kidding me it's book's!...hmm?..overly guarded wait if their this guarded then they must be really important," concluded Sweetie as she looks at all of the books and decided to just take them all. But finds none of them responded to her magic. "Ug mmng,” said sweetie in frustration. “Stupid bookanamikon” shouted, Sweetie as she reads the title on one of the books.

“Ahh” said Sweetie as the book began to float and speak to her.

“Oh man you have no idea what it's like to be dormant for over one thousand nine hundred and forty- three years it's so boring and lonely” said the bookanamikon.

“Uh” said Sweetie confused and looking for the pony the voice belonged too.

“hey kid you know what day it is?” asked the voice.

“Uh, Monday,” answered Sweetie.

“Ha on the dot too so why’d you call?” said the voice ending with a question.

“ I did but didn't I was just reading the title. so where are you exactly” answered Sweetie with her own question.

“Well I'm the bookanamikon and I'm the book floating in front of you.” the voice answered.

“Oh so you're a book and a sentient being!?.” said Sweetie thinking aloud. Nervously backing up unsure if she could trust it.

“Yes so why did you call” asked the voice.

i” kinda got mad and...hey you wouldn't happen to know why the books in this room won't respond to my magic would you.” asked Sweetie cutting her explanation short.

“Yes it's because of the anti- theft spell that's been put on them” the voice explained.

“Oh ok so how do I get them then?” asked Sweetie.

“Well, why don't I just do it for you that way you can grab them yourself Sweetie Belle.” answered the voice.

“What how..how did. Uh?” said Sweetie in frightened confusion.

“ oh ha ha ahh Oh relax I ’ve known your name the moment you opened the vault.” said the voice laughing.

“ Ok….uh..oh I gotta git back before!….but you the books... How?” panicked Sweetie not wanting to think about what her sister might do if she found out what she was doing let alone who/what she was talking too.

”how about I handle that for you.?” said the voice.

“Uh..ok” said Sweetie nervously as all the books including the one talking flow into her saddlebags.

“Are you ready” asked the voice.

“Uh for what?” said Sweetie not understanding what the voice meant.

”to teleport” said the voice.

“ oh Uh yeah um not to fast I don't want to be sick,” said Sweetie as she prepares herself for the transportation spell.having had a bad first go with the method of travel with Twilight once before.

“Ok just relax;we're going now.” the voice said as Sweetie's engulfed by swirling red and gray magic. “You can open your eyes now” said the voice comfortingly.

“Oh” said Sweetie noticing she was back where she had started. “so what → it's best we don't talk here.” interrupted the voice. Hurriedly.

And before she could say anything else her sister opened the door “alright Sweetie we can go home now” said Rarity a bit surprised but proud that her little sister had stayed put.