Door To Insanity

Twilight Sparkle jumped as she heard the door slam in her face.

She hadn't expected this much to go on. Not really, even if it was logical to at least think about the possibility. But no. It hadn't crossed her mind, and Pinkie seemed pretty upset when she finished her unfinished sentence. Glancing awkwardly at the door, she shook her head, and spoke to herself.

"No use trying to get inside again," Twilight Sparkle sighed, looking down at her hooves.

This was really crazy. Totally. But, she had to admit, the craziest thing that happened was yesterday morning's package...

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The doorbell echoed through the library. Twilight Sparkle sighed as she attempted to make her way through a pile of books, and failing.

"Spiiiiike! Get the door, I'm trapped!" She laughed to herself softly at her own joke, then sat down again to finish her reading.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Spike, her assistant, sighed, as he waddled to the door adorably, Twilight Sparkle not resisting the urge to notice. Her smile her assistant didn't seem to see, instead pulling the door open with his small claws.

"Spike! Who is it?"

"'What', not 'who," Spike corrected, as he took a small brown box the size of one of Twilight's books, "It's a package. For you, Twilight."

"Who's it from?" Twilight Sparkle asked blandly, turning a page of her book.

"It doesn't say," Spike said, walking towards Twilight with the box in his hands, then falling from the quick pull Twilight used to get a hold of the book.

The purple mare turned the box to all sides. "Huh."

"Just open it," Spike said impatiently, "It doesn't matter who it's from. Maybe they just forgot to put their name on it, that's all."

"Alright, alright..." Twilight Sparkle pulled at the wrapping until a dusty book appeared, in the middle of Twilight's magic aura.

"A book?" Spike laughed, "You already have enough. This is a library, after all."

"Shut up, Spike," Twilight Sparkle said, but couldn't keep herself from laughing too, "Another book will make a great addition.  I love new books, anyway."

"That doesn't seem new to me," Spike joked, "It's 'probably as old as Celestia."

Now the unicorn was serious, and her glare stared into Spike's scales. "Don't joke about that, Spike!" she scolded.

Her thoughts went back to the book, and her hoof turned the page. Oddly, on the first page, there was an unnecessary picture of Pinkie Pie, back when her mane was straight, before she had gotten her cutie mark. It was next to the Table of Contents, which Twilight Sparkle read aloud.

Table of Contents~~

1. Introduction

2. Birth

3. Abuse

4. Cutie Mark

5. Ponyville

6. Present

"A...abuse?" Twilight Sparkle muttered, "Pinkie never told me anything about abuse! Maybe that's why she was so sad back then! Her mane only turns that way when she's angry or sad...or..."

Spike laughed. "You're so gullible, Twilight," Spike said, "It's probably just some kind of random pony that wants to have some fun! Like Gabby Gums!"

After a second of Twilight's glaring, Spike stomped off. The only way to prove it was to look inside.

And Twilight was surprised with what she found.

Twilight Sparkle tried to face the facts: Pinkie had abusive parents, but she never told her, even if she knew that Twilight could help her. Twilight Sparkle felt betrayal.

She shook her head. Snap out of it, Twi, Twilight thought to herself, She never wanted to talk about it. It's inconsiderate of me to force her to speak, only for my purposes. I'm so thoughtless. She isn't Applejack, after all...

'No, she's not.'

Whaa--- Twilight Sparkle jumped at the voice. Looking around to see if somepony was calling her, or reading her thoughts, she realized she hadn't made any progress to going back to the library, instead standing in the pathway by SugarCube corner. Nopony was noticing her whatsoever, though, otherwise they'd think she was weird.

What...who...what are you? Twilight Sparkle thought to herself, thinking that the only way to communicate with something inside her mind was to do it the same way. Unsurprisingly, she was correct.

The voice hesitated for a moment. 'I'm your inner self-conscience, Twilight Sparkle,' the voice lied, speaking in a calm manner, 'You have just released me at your time of doubt, and I wish to say thank you. Now I may help you wherever, or take control of your actions if you are too tired to do so yourself. I can give wisdom, and help you along your journey. This is a long one, I truly believe.'

But...but you're...you're a male! Twilight Sparkle said, recognizing the low and deep voice to belong to a male.

'Now--now, now, Twilight,' the voice began, 'Don't go on judging others by their gender. Would you rather discriminate when you can use me as the time passes by? I won't stay forever, you know.'

Hmmm... Twilight Sparkle put her hoof to her chin, You truly are wise. Wiser than I thought. Oh..okay...so what should I do now?

'What you do or wish to seek, home is the answer for you, you geek.'

Now don't go on saying it like Zecora, Twilight said, And plus, I am not a geek, okay?

'Okay, you are not a geek. Only the smart ones will admit to what they are and what they are not.'

Okay, okay, fine. I'm a geek. And you're surely wiser than I thought, again, Twilight Sparkle said, who began to trot, Just don't say that rhyming thing again.

'Alright. I won't.'

And I need somepony to do something for me, Twilight said.

'What do you want, dearest Twilight Sparkle? Your eyes shine like the moon when it's full, and they sparkle as bright as the stars.'

SHUT UP!