Twilight Sparkle is that New Pony
Twilight looked around the little office space and saw that everything was in perfect order. The papers were in neatly organized piles, ordered by priority; the stapler and pencils were straight and tidy, just how Twilight liked them; the brown carpet floor was clean and free of obstructions; all of the filing cabinets were upright and properly labeled. But the best thing was the chair, it was a rolling chair with an adjustable seat and head rest, that was squeaky clean. Trixie, Twilight’s manager would be ecstatic! And it was only 8:15 a.m. Filled with glee, Twilight stepped out of her boss’s office closing the door behind her then wiped the brass knob and nameplate with a soft towel leaving them perfectly polished.
Taking a step back to admire her hoofwork Twilight knew that she had done a near perfect job, there was no way her manager would not love her after the first day. Spinning to her right Twilight trotted down the hallway to her office. As she approached the slightly battered door and slanted nameplate she couldn’t help but notice the faint smell of mildew and dust seeping from under her door. Taking a deep breath Twilight gently tapped the door open with the tip of her left hoof, the door squealed as it revealed the squalor inside. There was dust everywhere, and not a hoofprint to be seen. Trixie had said that the room was where all of the old paper records were kept however the room had not been used ever since the CEO and sole shareholder, Discord outsourced all of the record keeping to a third party.
Stepping into her new workplace Twilight took stock of her surroundings. Yellowed papers were haphazardly strewn about the room; the staplers and pencils were not where they should’ve been; the filing cabinets looked antiquated and unstable, in fact one of them had collapsed entirely. Twilight’s good mood faltered for a second then she emptied her coffee mug. A second or two went by then Twilight’s ear perked up and a maniac look overcame her body. And she began to work. She was done exercising all of the dust from her new office space by 11:50 a.m. As she stood at the entrance to her room she saw the sparkling desk and pristine cabinets. Sitting down on an old school stool Twilight booted up her computer, logged into her personal account then began typing a message to her parents.
“Hey Mom! Hey Dad! Give my love to Shining if he’s not there.” Twilight paused for a moment thinking about what to say next. “Umm. I-oh, I should probably tell you guys that I really like the new job. I’m kinda like an intern but not really because I’m working with my manager not really for her, but still the benefits are amazing and well you guys know how I like things organized right? I mentioned that to my manager and she gave me a bunch of paperwork to look over. I only took a brief look through the files and let me tell you, I. Am. In. Heaven.
“The papers are well organized for such a large company. Plus the staff are super extra friendly, I got lost on the way to Trixie’s office and the janitor helped me out! He is nice, I think I should get him a coffee or something. But that’s not even the best part! I can make my own schedule! So I can work for as long as I want to without intruding on anyone else! It’s almost time for business so I’ll get back to you guys when I’m done working!”
*click*
Having informed her family of her recent life Twilight bent herself to the task of perusing and sometimes organizing the contents of the filing cabinets. That went on for about an hour in which time Twilight was covered in dust and was forced to use an old coffee filter as an air filter. It didn’t work, the dust quickly coated Twilight head to hoof and made her sneeze which just made more dust spring into the air. It was a dreadful cycle. She kept at her assigned task for a couple more hours and by the time she was done with the first two filing cabinet it was 1:20 p.m. Exhausted, Twilight plopped her dusty body down on her ragged old stool and prepared to take a quick relaxing break.Unfortunately Twilight’s brief break was shattered by her door being kicked in with an exclamation of,
“Twilight Sparkle! Prepare for THE GREAT AND POWERFUL MANAGER, TRRRRIXIE-”
“-Ahhhh!” Twilight yelled as she fell out of her reclining chair and onto the dusty carpet. Her manager quickly backed out of the doorway covering her nose and mouth upon seeing the plume of dust spread out from where Twilight had fell. Once she was sure that she was in no danger she let Twilight know why she was there.
“The boss needs you to look over some things for him. He mentioned something about a staff meeting at 2:00 p.m.”
“Really?” Twilight asked in dry curiosity from her position on the floor.
Trixie nodded genially then motioned to the clock on the wall. “Yep, he said that he wanted you in the Executive Meeting Room thirty-one minutes before the meeting so he-”
“-What!” Squealed Twilight as she saw the time on the clock. It was 1:27 p.m.
Trixie groaned. “Argg, The boss said that he-” Trixie glanced over at Twilight's antique wall mounted clock and gasped in mock horror and said- “Why, he wanted to see you at one-thirty.”
“I’m gonna be late!” Twilight yelped. With that, Twilight lit her horn, lifted several binders from her desktop, looked at their titles in order to find the one she needed, then prancing in place she muttered, “I’m gonna be late. I’m gonna be late. It’s the company executives right! They expect you to be there early. Plus I have to talk to Discord, what if he knows what a bad job I’m doing! I’ll be fired.”
Trixie stared open mouthed at Twilight's sudden change.
“-There!” Twilight shouted as she finished sorting through her binders. Rushing past Trixie, Twilight raced down the maze-like corridors of Discord Corp. Despite her best efforts she wouldn’t make it on time so she teleported to the end of the hallway, through a number of security spells, and impacted the doorway where she collapsed in a heap. Leaving two very stressed and confused security stallions wondering what just happened. Their eyes locked onto a piece of paper that fell off the Meeting room door and watched as it floated down to the crazy purple pony. As nonchalantly as a disturbed piece of paper could possibly be, it settled over Twilight’s disheveled mane. The paper read,
‘Today’s Executive meeting concerning the recent decrease in sales profits has been cancelled. There is no reschedule. Have a good day.’
-Dis ;)
p.s. - ‘For the new Employee that Trixie just sent here in a panic please constantly monitor your inbox.’
Author's Note
13/31 = 41.49 percent. So by rounding that means that I am just about 41 percent done with One-Shot-Ober. Let it be known that I am not entirely satisfied with this piece, probably because it was behaving like a kidney stone; bloodily difficult to get out.
Whoever you are I hope that you have a good night-morning-afternoon-whatever. I'm going to bed.
