Aphelion

Aphelion

I. Change

Rainbow Dash soared against the wind, though it didn’t seem as such from the sudden rush of adrenaline. Whooping as she flew out of Cloudsdale, the blue pegasus pony’s scream of delight was lost to the wind. However, news this good didn’t come along this often. A flip, a twist, a twirl—she put on a show, but for no audience. She’d eventually make her way to Ponyville, but she never consciously sought to find her way in her dreamlike haze.

It wasn’t a long way by any means, but it wasn’t short either. As a matter of fact, the length always seemed to be changing as Cloudsdale drifted along the wind. Eventually her nervous energy became too much for whooping and twirling, and she straightened out for Ponyville. Little on her moved, beyond her wings and an occasional twitch of the head, from excitement. She’d passed the test.

That familiar little town rose on the horizon and the nervous little excited twitches became more frequent, as Dash ran over what she’d tell her friends. No, not what, how. Maybe not how, maybe just the order in which she’d—well, it would depend on who she found first and—

She was rambling to herself again, waiting for that little town to grow bigger before her eyes. This news was so big that she could not contain her excitement.

And there it was, Ponyville right below her. The excited pegasus circled in the sky twice before she spotted a familiar yellow blur on the ground. Speeding downward with reckless abandon, she forgot to slow down quite in time, crashing into the yellow blur. But Fluttershy had been excitedly tackled enough times by sudden flashes of rainbow to not be startled.

“Oh hello, Rainbow Dash,” she squeaked. Before she could ask the goings-on, a certain excited pegasus interrupted her.

“What are you doing!” Dash announced, rather than asked.

“Oh, I was just going out to get food for Angel and—,”

Dash interrupted, “Nope! Guess again!”

Fluttershy looked confused now, getting to her hooves and wiping off the dust. “Um, now I’m not sure. Talking to Rainbow Dash?”

Dash shook her head, “Not quite. Who are you talking to?” She was really enjoying this now.

Fluttershy was too, albeit she was confused. “To… Rainbow Dash?”

“I believe,” Dash announced with a grin, “You are talking to Rainbow Dash, newest of the Wonderbolts.” She nearly exploded from the required self-control to not scream it at Fluttershy from the air.

“Oh, Rainbow Dash! That’s wonderful!” She hugged her friend tightly. “I’m so proud of you!”

“I just found out and flew here to tell everypony right away!” Dash said, her excitement bubbling still.

“Everypony’s going to be so excited, Rainbow Dash!”

“I’m so excited! This has been my dream since I was a filly! This is everything I’ve worked for!” Rainbow Dash whooped again and did a flip in the air.

“Uh, Rainbow?” Fluttershy asked the whooping pegasus. “Does this mean I’m not going to get tackled anymore?”

* * *

With unprecedented precision Twilight Sparkle went about re-shelving a number books that she had strewn about during a late night research binge.

A place for everything, and everything in its place, the purple unicorn thought as she found the necessary alphabetical locations of each book. This was no easy feat, as the little library’s collection had grown in the past year. With no major adventures since the Changeling incident, the year had been a peaceful and relaxing time, where Twilight could be just as much a careful librarian as she was a reader.

There had been lessons in friendship, of course. There were always disputes to settle, and letters to write. Of course, it just seemed to be less and less letters on the subject of friendship, but instead keeping in touch. Twilight was content with that fact. At least she seemed to be.

With the last three books suspended in midair by a pink aura emitting from her horn, the unicorn read off the titles, authors, and subject matter of each book, preparing to finish her organization efforts.

“A History of Draconian/Equestrian Political Conflict by Quill Scribes. History! No wait, politics!” She spoke aloud. Moving the book to its proper place, the little library flew open and a flash of rainbow flew in, knocking over Twilight and causing a number of books to fall to the floor. “Rainbow Dash!” She shouted in annoyance as she stood up. “How many times have I told you not to burst into the library like that?”

She flew in circles around the room, “I’m not Rainbow Dash!”

Twilight frowned, becoming a bit more than annoyed. “Oh yeah? Then who are you?”

“Why, Twilight! That is no way to address a Wonderbolt,” called a familiar voice from the doorway. The white-coated, purple-maned unicorn hoofed her way into the library.

“Rarity, she just—,” Twilight stopped. She realized. “Wait, Wonderbolt?!”

Rainbow Dash let out a squeal of delight as she swooped down to pull Twilight into a hug. “You bet, Twilight!”

“Rainbow Dash just got back from Cloudsdale where she was made the next Wonderbolt,” said a happy Fluttershy. Twilight looked over to see the room filled with her friends, who had crept in unnoticed during a rather intense hug from Rainbow Dash.

“Dash’s been goin’ ‘round tellin’ all of us now,” the orange Earth pony Applejack remarked.

Pinkie Pie, the smiling pink pony interjected, “When Dashie told me, I was just so excited that I couldn’t sit still!”

“Pinkie,” Twilight rolled her eyes, “You can never sit still.”

“Oh, yeah!” She giggled.

“Rainbow Dash, this is terrific! Tell us everything!”

“Yes, do go on,” Rarity said with a smile. Actually, everypony seemed just eager to finally get the full story on Dash’s recent accomplishment. They almost formed a semicircle around her.

“Are you sure you guys wanna hear it right now?” Rainbow Dash gulped, not expecting to suddenly be the center of attention.

“Well, ya been keepin’ us waitin’ on the story, sayin’ ya won’t say any details ‘til ya tell Twilight,” Applejack said. Pinkie laughed, as she always did.

“I think we’re all ready to hear,” Twilight said.

Dash took a deep breath, preparing to take the stage for yet another performance. “So there I was—a pegasus alone in Cloudsdale. I was wandering, lost and with nowhere to go! Then—,”

Fluttershy interrupted, “but Rainbow, don’t know your way around Cloudsdale?”

Dash frowned. “Sorry for exaggerating a bit! Anyway, I was in Cloudsdale visiting Spitfire. She and the rest of the Wonderbolts had a big show coming up that week. It was gonna be the biggest yet, with all new aerial stunts that nopony had ever seen before! Spitfire invited me to come stay that week and then watch the show.

“There must have been thousands of Pegasi there to watch. It was so awesome! I was in the front row, of course, so I could see everything! It was amazing! They did moves I had never even dreamed of!

“If you remember when Soarin’ left the Wonderbolts last year that stuck-up Rain Runner just beat me for the spot—If only I hadn’t slipped up on the rain boom! —and this was his first big show.  Of course, you know Spitfire had argued for me, but the other Wonderbolts didn’t know me as well as she did and—,”

“We get it!” Twilight said, trying to keep Dash on topic.

“Yea, well anyway, so this was Rain Runner’s first big show. He was so sure of himself and stuck up in the try-outs, but I could tell he was losing it in front of a crowd! And the Wonderbolts hadn’t anticipated updating their routine so much after recruiting him. I could see his goggles all fogged up from nervous sweat!

“Rain Runner did okay for most of the show, he did all the moves right, he only swerved a little. He sorta… got into it, and seemed like he got over his nerves. But then, on the grand finale he just lost it! He must have hit an unexpected wind or something, but his wings cramped up and he crashed into Fleetfoot in midair!

“They both started falling, and somepony had to help! Spitfire was already speeding down, but I knew she couldn’t get both of them, so I flew as fast I could to catch at least one of them.

“It was awesome! Suddenly, me and Spitfire were both just in perfect harmony, right next to each other, both plummeting down toward the two falling ponies. I couldn’t tell from the goggles, but I’m even pretty sure she winked at me… and then we reached them in time! I grabbed Rain Runner, and Spitfire grabbed Fleetfoot and we pulled them both back up to Cloudsdale to this crazy wild round of applause!

“We took them both to the hospital.  Fleetfoot was fine, just a little concussion, but Rain Runner wasn’t in good shape. Well, he was fine, but his wings weren’t. They’d over-extended and one had crunched up against Fleetfoot, and there wasn’t a way to make it heal right.

“He thanked me as happily as he could for saving him. I mean, I guess it’s sad for Rain Runner, he’s not gonna be able to do any serious flying ever again. But he was so grateful for me saving him that he asked Spitfire and the Wonderbolts if they’d make me his replacement!

“Spitfire agreed right away of course. She had to convince Fleetfoot, though, since she always liked having a stallion on the team—Celestia knows why—but she said that I had really proven myself and that I would be the next Wonderbolt!

“I was so excited, I flew right here as soon as I could get away, ‘cause I knew I had to tell all of you guys! This is the best thing ever!”

“What’s the best thing ever?” came the voice of a familiar purple dragon, who had just walked in the door.

“Spike,” Twilight groaned, but before she could explain anything the newly recruited Wonderbolt flew over and grabbed him.

“Who soars through tornadoes and sudden jolts?” She asked the dragon in a sing-songy voice.

“Uh, I dunno!” Spike replied, nervous.

“Who against the wind always revolts?!”

“Um…”

“Who delights the hearts of fillies and colts?!”

“I—,”

“WONDERBOLTS!” She finished the excited cheer, plopping the dragon onto the ground. Not that it was a long fall, Spike had grown a lot in a year, reaching about the height of a normal pony, but still not the size of a teen dragon as he’d grow to be in another year or two. Perhaps it was living with ponies all his life, but he’d always been small for his age, at least when it came to dragons.

“Spike,” Twilight explained as everypony watched Rainbow Dash happily zooming around the room again in her excitement, “Rainbow Dash just finished explaining how she just became the newest member of the Wonderbolts!”

“Th-the Wonderbolts?!” Spike exclaimed in the same excitement of everypony else before him. “That’s great, Rainbow Dash! We should celebrate!”

And the moment that phrase left Spike’s mouth, the gears turned in the pink pony’s head.

“We should have a PARTY!” Pinkie Pie squealed, jumping for joy. “And we can invite everypony in Ponyville, and we can have a big cake, and—,”

“I for one think a celebration is an excellent idea,” Rarity interrupted before Pinkie could get too off topic. “After all, this is an extraordinary accomplishment for Rainbow Dash and it would only be right to show her how proud we are.”

“Yea,” Applejack added, “After all, this is only all y’been tryin’ tah do yer whole life, Dashie. This isn’t no ordinary occasion.”

“Awh, you guys are great, you don’t have to do anything for me,” Rainbow Dash said, looking over the smiling faces of her friends.

“But we’re all so proud of you, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy admitted. “The least we can do is throw you a party.”

“I can plan all the festivities!” Pinkie Pie shouted. “And the baked goods!”

“And I can make sure that Pinkie doesn’t accidentally destroy something.” Twilight laughed, knowing that Pinkie Pie did not have the, ahem, organizational knowledge that she possessed.

“Guys, it’s great that you want to do this but… well, I mean things are about to get real busy for me. I’m gonna have to move to Cloudsdale next week and—,”

“Wait,” Twilight interrupted, “you’re moving to Cloudsdale?”

Dash nodded. “Well, yeah, I have to now, so I can be there for daily practices and weekly shows and well… You know.”

There was a silence as the air of celebration turned to a moment of melancholy. Breaking the setting sadness as she had a way of doing, Pinkie Pie exclaimed, “Well now we have to have a party! A combination congratulations and farewell party! A double party! It’ll be twice the fun!”

As usual, no one could stay melancholy with Pinkie Pie around. As she bounced about rambling party plans, the group’s spirits once again lifted.

“Well, when are you leaving, dear?” Rarity asked at the first break in Pinkie’s plans.

“Saturday morning I’m leaving for Cloudsdale.”

“Then it’s settled,” Twilight announced. “Friday shall be your combination Congratulations/Going Away Party!”

“And it’s going to be the best party ever!” Pinkie Pie shouted in excitement.

* * *

They went about their ways for the evening, each pony making plans for her part in putting together Rainbow Dash’s Congratulations/Farewell Party. Pinkie Pie of course would organize baked goods, entertainment, and deal with invitations. Applejack had signed on for refreshments, always looking for events to bring Sweet Apple Acres’ famous cider to more ponies. This party would be especially important, for in the past year Applejack had been working on a much stronger cider recipe (not for fillies or foals), and found this the perfect occasion for its debut.

Twilight agreed to plan the party overall, and at everyone’s suggestion, decided this should be a party for the whole town. As space would be a necessity, Applejack volunteered Sweet Apple Acres (a sly move, as she had been considering the cost of cider transport), which would comfortably hold anypony in the town who would choose to attend.

Rarity would handle decorations. This was no occasion for formality in dress, so she would be left to help beautify the location in any way she could. For whatever reason, Fluttershy did not seem as outwardly excited about the party planning as everyone else, and had muttered something about folding napkins before retreating to her home. But that was Fluttershy, of course.

As the sun set and the buzz of excitement wore off, the library became quiet again. Twilight summoned a quill and ink with the pink aura emitting from her horn. Spike poked his nose into the room.

“Letter to the princess?” He asked.

“Mhmm.”

Spike’s growth had started to inhibit his letter-writing ability, his dragon fingers not being equipped for such a thing. Twilight didn’t mind, she had other duties for Spike to take care of, and her penmanship with magic was improving.

Dear Princess Celestia,

She wasn’t sure how to start. This was another one of those not-really-a-lesson letters that always made her feel a bit awkward. But with the exciting news, Twilight felt obligated to clue in her mentor.

What a day it has been! I was reorganizing some books this afternoon when Rainbow Dash came in and announced she had been recruited as the newest Wonderbolt.

I have nothing but pride and admiration for her accomplishment, but there is a part of me that feels—

She searched for words.

—empty. In a few days, Rainbow Dash is going to be moving to Cloudsdale for good, to live with the other Wonderbolts. It just feels as if everything has slowed down this past year. I almost miss having to fight off some evil—

She stopped, and scratched out that last line. It was silly. You go through tough times so that you can get to the peaceful, relaxing times, not the other way around.

We’re throwing a party for the whole town on Friday to congratulate and bid farewell to Rainbow Dash. After all we’ve been through with her, I think it will be a hard day for us all.

She scratched that out, too.

We will feel nothing but pride as we see our friend off to a new adventure.

Your Faithful Student,

Twilight Sparkle

She handed the scroll to the patient Spike, who rolled it up and breathed fire upon it to send it to the Princess.

With that, Twilight Sparkle laid down on her bed, drifting off into what felt like the deepest sleep of her life.

* * *

“I can read the scribbled out words, if you can’t.”

“I can read them just fine, sister.”

The bright white alicorn sat in the light of a full moon, reading over the letter from her Faithful Student, a dark blue alicorn of the same size peering over her shoulder.

“She sounds upset.”

“Sister, if you would be so kind as to not read over my shoulder.”

“Oh, it’s not like I won’t read them eventually,” the dark blue alicorn nonchalantly argued.

“Yes, Luna, but it’s the principle,” said the white alicorn with a flowing, multicolored mane, rereading a part she had missed.

“Come on, Celestia, it’s obvious she has grown restless.”

“You are correct Luna, but that may not be so obvious to her.”

Luna scoffed, “Then perhaps make some trouble for her. You know what its like for ponies who grow accustomed to dark times. The moment they step out into the light, they don’t know what to do with the peace they so terribly fought for! It’s boring.”

“Unlike you,” Celestia replied, “I prefer ponies to reach their own conclusions.”

Luna flicked her tail as she exited the room, giving Celestia a wink. “Which is why it takes them so long to figure out anything!”

Celestia sighed, rereading the letter. From anyone else it would read as normal, but it was not like Twilight Sparkle to be so formal. Whenever a letter didn’t contain a lesson on friendship, Celestia knew something was wrong. The letters with copious scribbles meant even more trouble.

Celestia most feared that Luna was right—that Twilight had gone through too much hardship to know what to do with her time of peace. But an even greater concern tugged at Celestia in the back of her mind. It was distance. Growing distance.

She had felt this before and it had been natural, but this time it had much worse implications than she could have ever intended.

She needed to see her faithful student.

* * *

Hello, Twilight.

She stood in a field. Or maybe in the library. Or maybe elsewhere. It’s okay, she wouldn’t remember or notice anyway.

“Hello!” She said as nonchalant as if she were speaking to a close friend. But there was no one around.

She didn’t notice.

So your friend Rainbow Dash has become a Wonderbolt. That is exciting.

“Oh yes, it’s very exciting! I’m very excited for her.” She was rambling, but she wouldn’t notice that either. She’d remember the content, not the words.

At least for now.

Does it sadden you?

She frowned. “Well, yes, a bit. It makes me sad to know that a friend of mine of so long will be going away soon.”

Does it make you feel… empty?

“Well, perhaps a little bit, but I would call it—,”

Does it make you feel unfulfilled?

“How do you know that?”

She noticed.

* * *

Twilight awoke with a sunbeam in her eyes. She’d not had a rest that fulfilling in a long time, but it hadn’t felt like she’d slept at all.

She’d slept late, however. Spike was already off running his errands as she made her way down to the main library. He’d left a reply from Princess Celestia on the table. Twilight opened the scroll, expecting some sort of congratulations for Rainbow Dash.

My Faithful Student,

It is my pleasure to hear about Rainbow Dash’s accomplishments. I will be dropping by today, for we have a matter we must discuss. Perhaps over tea.

Princess Celestia.

It was not what Twilight had expected. She checked for a missing page. No, it really was that short. It was unlike the princess to drop by for unknown reasons, let alone not specify when she’d arrive.

It was a worry, but a small worry compared to the organization necessary for the party planning ahead of her. She loaded her saddlebag with a clipboard and pencil, turned to exit the library, and oh, hello Princess Celestia who is standing right in front of me.

She stopped in her tracks, looking up at her life-long mentor, standing unexpectedly in the doorway.

“I trust I have not arrived at a bad time,” Princess Celestia said, looking down at the startled purple unicorn.

“Oh, no, Princess Celestia!” Twilight babbled, looking around to find the kettle. “You’re welcome any time of course, I just wasn’t expecting you so soon.” She summoned the kettle and some cups and—

“That won’t be necessary, Twilight. Please, let us sit.” Celestia sat down before a table, Twilight joining her. “So how have you studies been going, as of late?”

“Oh well, things have slowed down recently. Since the thing with the Changelings, everything’s just been smooth sailing.”

“You needn’t explain that to me, Twilight. But I asked about your studies on friendship, not on saving Equestria.”

Twilight gulped, not expecting that out of the princess. Then again, she had never been one to fall for false answers—

Does it make you feel unfulfilled?

“I’m… Sorry, Princess,” Twilight said, a singular fragment of dream tugging at the back of her mind. “You know how the friendship research has been going. You’ve read my letters. We’ve had disputes to work through, and misunderstandings and—,” she stopped, with nothing more to add. “Is this really the matter you wanted to discuss, Princess?”

Celestia sighed. “No, it’s not. Twilight, I know you have grown to love Ponyville and your friends here. With, how you mentioned, a recent ‘slow down,’ and Rainbow Dash’s coming departure, this seems to me the most appropriate time to ask this of you.”

Twilight smiled, “Ask away Princess!” It must be another adventure! Something must have gotten loose! Now she must reassemble the Elements of Harmony—

“I would like you to return to Canterlot to continue your studies with me. Privately.”

Her heart sank. Leave Ponyville? After all this time? “I…”

“I know this will be difficult for you, Twilight but I…” She paused. Princess Celestia rarely paused. “I did not intend for you to stay here this… long.”

“But, Princess Celestia,” Twilight began. “What about my friends? What about Ponyville?”

Celestia thought for a moment. “I suggest you speak with your friend Rainbow Dash, for I can imagine she is asking very similar questions right now.”

Twilight frowned, looking down at the table.

“I know moving would be hard Twilight. Change is difficult for everyone, but it is inevitable.”

“But what about the party, and—,”

“Should you choose to accept my request, Twilight, I would ask that you leave as soon as possible. I believe next Saturday morning with Rainbow Dash would give you enough time to get things in order.”

“Princess Celestia, I—,” she hesitated. “I honestly don’t know if I can leave Ponyville after all this time.”

Celestia lowered her head. “Twilight, my faithful student. I cannot force you to do anything. But on this matter I beseech you. It is of utmost importance that you return to Canterlot with me. I need you, Twilight Sparkle.”

Twilight felt a blow to the heart. This was completely unlike the princess to say. Everything was usually so mysterious.

“Think it over these few days, Twilight. Speak to your friends. I am certain that they will guide you in the right direction.” She got to her feet, making her way to the door. “And I’ll be back for the party to congratulate Rainbow Dash. And to hear your decision, my Faithful Student.”

With that she flew off, leaving Twilight in a mess of her own emotions.

But Twilight couldn’t stop for a moment; she had a very important party to organize, and hardly any time to do it.

* * *

Twilight first went to Sugarcube Corner to visit Pinkie Pie. Since the Cakes had moved to Fillydelphia a few months ago, Pinkie Pie had taken over the little bakery, full swing. When Twilight entered, the place was too quiet, especially for a Pinkie place.

It was empty. When Twilight turned to leave, she saw Pinkie Pie down the road, very slowly making her way to Sugarcube Corner, balancing a large bag of flour on her back.

Twilight ran over. “Let me help you with that, Pinkie,” she said as she got underneath the bag to help support the weight.

“Thanks, Twilight! Just getting extra flour for all the baking I have to do tonight!”

“So you got all the invitations sorted out I take it?”

“Oh yeah!” Pinkie said with delight. “I delivered an invitation to everypony in town!”

“Did you get any regrets?” Twilight asked.

Pinkie thought. “I suppose I regret not being able to do a singing telegram for everypony, but it would have been too much work and—,”

“No, Pinkie, I mean did anypony tell you they weren’t coming?” Twilight sighed. “I need a general attendance idea for arranging things with Applejack.”

“Oh um, let’s see. Derpy isn’t coming, but she’s still sad about the uh…”

“That stallion who disappeared on her.”

“Yeah,” Pinkie tried to remember as she dumped the bag of flour onto the ground inside of the bakery. “Mayor Mare wanted to see Dashie off, but she’s gonna be in Manehattan for whatever reason. Some mayor-thing.

“But most everypony is excited for the party!” Pinkie exclaimed. “Almost everypony’s gonna be there!” She started to drag the bag of flour to the kitchen.

“Thank you Pinkie.” Great. More ponies meant even more stress. She started to go, to find Applejack.“Make these your best cupcakes, because Princess Celestia’s coming.”

“What?!”

* * *

Twilight arrived at Sweet Apple Acres to find none other than Rarity, taking measurements.

“Well, of course, before we decide upon any decorations, we must know what will and will not fit,” she asserted.

“I was just surprised to see you willingly near dirt,” Twilight laughed.

“Some occasions are of such importance that concessions must be made,” Rarity explained. “I believe Applejack is in the cider cellar; I assume you’re looking for her?”

Twilight nodded, walking over to the cellar. Before she could make her way down the steps, a large barrel came rollicking out, followed by a familiar orange Earth pony.

“Well how-dee there, Twilight, nice of you to stop by,” Applejack said, catching her breath. She continued to push the barrel, “I’m just gettin’ the cider organized for tomorrow, y’know.”

“I spoke with Pinkie Pie,” Twilight said, “and she’s says that nearly the whole town will be in attendance.”

“That’s alright. More ponies means more ponies buyin’ cider. Y’all’re on the house a’course,” Applejack said, struggling to move to the heavy barrel over to the pile.

“Need some help with that?” Twilight asked.

“Don’t even worry ‘bout it, sugar cube. Big Mac n’ Applebloom’ll be back in an hour or so, and then we can really get t’work.”

“Alright, good. Just wanted to make sure you knew how many people to plan for,” Twilight explained. “Rarity, did you hear that?” Twilight to turned to see Rarity atop a ladder, measuring the distance between timbers on the roof.

“Hmms? Oh yes, dear. Whole town. Just means more tables, more lights, more etcetera.” She was obviously focusing on something else.

“If you’ve got that taken care of,” Twilight said, starting to walk away. “If you could set aside a separate table for Princess Celestia, I am sure she would appreciate it.”

Rarity nearly fell of her ladder, but she managed to turn it into a jump. “Did you say… the Princess?!” Rarity gasped.

“Oh yes,” Twilight said. “She told me this morning she’d be coming and—,”

“Well this changes everything! The place has to be perfect!” She squealed, panicking in the way an overly excited Rarity always did. “Oh, heavens, I must run and get started! I have so much more to do now than I ever would have thought!” She galloped off towards town, muttering.

“So th’ princess is comin’?” Applejack asked, already pushing another barrel of cider out of the cellar.

“Everyone seems so surprised,” Twilight said. “I didn’t realize it was such a big deal.”

“Well, Twilight, you get th’ pleasure of writin’ to her, but when’s the last time any of us other ponies got t’see the princess?”

She was right, of course. Twilight hadn’t realized it, but it had been a year since anypony else had seen the princess in Ponyville. Princess Celestia’s plans to arrive had been so sudden and unexpected.

Twilight looked back at Rarity, sprinting down the dirt road to Ponyville faster than she had ever sprinted before. “I guess you’re right Applejack. This is a big occasion.”

“Big fer Rainbow Dash definitely,” she added the barrel to the pile, and went for another. “An’ now it’s gonna be even bigger when word spreads ‘bout th’princess.” She descended into the cellar.

Twilight watched as the tiny blob of Rarity disappeared into town. “And knowing her, the word has already spread.”

* * *

Fluttershy had kept quiet about party planning responsibilities, so Twilight decided to drop by to see if she had anything in mind. Fluttershy always managed to put something together for parties, usually involving a choir of birds.

The door to Fluttershy’s little cottage was ajar. As she started to poke her head in, Twilight heard a voice and stopped.

“Well, I would have told you sooner, but I was just so excited!”

Rainbow Dash.

“I know but um,” Twilight could hear Fluttershy search for words, sounding smaller than usual, “It’s just… I’m going to miss you so much.”

“Fluttershy,” Dash comforted, “it’s just Cloudsdale! You can come visit any time!”

Twilight backed up. She shouldn’t be eavesdropping.

“You won’t be staying with her will you?”

Twilight stopped. Fluttershy sounded oddly accusatory.

“Yes, I’m going to be living with Spitfire,” Rainbow Dash responded. “But it’s just until I settle into the swing of things.”

She couldn’t handle eavesdropping anymore. Twilight turned to walk away, but the door opened.

“Oh hey, Twilight!” Rainbow Dash said, surprised as she closed the door behind her.

Twilight smiled an I-didn’t-just-hear-your-conversation smile. “Hey Rainbow Dash. I was just coming over to see Fluttershy about,” she hesitated, “party things.”

“Oh yeah, I understand,” Dash said as she looked back at the cottage. “You guys are great for doing this, you know.”

“It’s our pleasure Rainbow Dash,” Twilight said with a smile.

I suggest you speak with your friend Rainbow Dash, for I can imagine she is asking very similar questions right now.

This wasn’t exactly how Twilight had intended to approach Rainbow Dash on the issue but she supposed that since they were together now—

“Hey Twilight, I gotta go,” Rainbow Dash said as she started to take off.

“Wait!” Twilight said. Rainbow Dash stopped. “Can we talk about something?”

She landed. “Right now?” Rainbow Dash didn’t really have anywhere to go, she was just eager to leave Fluttershy’s.

“What better time than the present?” Nervous laughter.

“What do you wanna talk about, Twilight?” Dash asked.

She couldn’t figure out just how to put this. “Are you— How does it feel, you know… Having to leave Ponyville?” Twilight asked.

Rainbow Dash frowned. She wasn’t expecting that. “Well uh, it’s a little sad you know, I’ve been living here almost all my life. I mean, I’m gonna miss all of you guys, but I know we’ll keep in touch.

“It was a shock at first, knowing I’d have to leave Ponyville, but then I realized: there’s something out there that needs me,” she smiled. “I’ve wanted to be a Wonderbolt my whole life, and now is finally my chance. It’d be impossible to pass this up and stay in Ponyville. They need me.”

I need you, Twilight Sparkle.

Twilight forced a smile and gave her pegasus friend a hug. “Thank you, Rainbow Dash. That’s what I needed to hear.”

Dash smiled, “Well, there’s no need to get all sappy about it, I’m not leaving yet.”

Twilight laughed as Rainbow Dash flapped her wings and took air again. “You just enjoy yourself Rainbow Dash. You’ve got a big party tomorrow.”

Dash saluted, “You got it, boss!” and flew off; Twilight swore she could hear Dash singing as she flew off into the distance:

Who soars through tornados and sudden jolts?

She laughed, and remembering the real purpose for her visit, knocked on Fluttershy’s door. It opened slowly, and the pink-maned pegasus feigned surprise at Twilight’s presence.

“Oh, hello Twilight! I didn’t expect to see you today!”

“Hi, Fluttershy! I just wanted to drop by,” Twilight said. “You were quiet last night, and I wanted to see if you had any plans for the party.”

Fluttershy lowered her head. “Oh, um, well I didn’t really have anything planned, if that’s okay,” she said. “It seemed like everypony else had it taken care of.”

Twilight raised a brow. This was unlike Fluttershy. But she wouldn’t provoke it; something was obviously going on between Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, judging by what she had heard earlier. “That’s okay, Fluttershy. We seem to have everything taken care of at this point.”

Fluttershy smiled again, but it was that fake smile. “Thank you for thinking of me at least, Twilight.”

“Do you need anything, Fluttershy?” Twilight asked with sincerity.

“Oh no, thank you.”

“Well, rest up for the party then! The whole town’s gonna be there!” With that, Twilight Sparkle left Fluttershy’s, to go find Spike.

* * *

“She very well could say no,” said the dark blue alicorn standing behind her concerned sister.

“I understand that,” Celestia replied.

“You’ve acted unlike yourself, and she can tell. She’s intimidated.”

“She knows me well enough to not be intimidated by my request.”

“She has stayed there for too long,” Luna teased as she approached Celestia. “If I were you, I would not have sent her there in the first place.”

“It was necessary,” Celestia argued. “She would never grow powerful enough to accomplish the tasks required of her could she not learn the magic of friendship.”

“And so she is powerful enough now?”

Celestia sighed. “No.”

“Then why now?” Luna smiled at her sister. “Why not in a few years?”

“Because I feel Aphelion approaching. And even more so, I feel a strengthening pull of—,” she stopped.

“Of?”

“Of desire.”

“Then, my dear sister, it is obvious you are acting outside of your norm. It is no wonder that she finds your request intimidating.”

“What would you suggest?” Celestia asked. “How can I ease her intimidation?”

Luna smiled, “I think there’s a lesson about friendship in here, somewhere.”

* * *

The sun burned crimson bright on Twilight as she woke the next morning. An unfinished letter to Princess Celestia sat by her bed. Though she had meant to send correspondence to the princess with her answer, Twilight realized she didn’t yet have an answer and gave up.

As she got out of bed, she heard chatter coming from downstairs. The voice was too muffled to tell though. Perhaps someone had come in early for a book, but that rarely happened. Whoever it was, she could hear Spike tending to her.

“Good morning Twilight Sparkle. Spike and I weren’t quite sure when you would wake.” Princess Celestia had been developing a strange habit of arriving when Twilight least expected her.

“Princess Celestia!” Twilight said in surprise. “I wasn’t expecting you!”

“I recall saying I would be here for the party,” she said, sipping tea. “I assume you don’t mind if I stay here.”

“No, not at all Princess, you’re always welcome here,” Twilight said. She’d expected Princess Celestia for the party, but the not the morning of, let alone in the library.

“Spike, if you don’t mind, I would like a word with Twilight alone,” Princess Celestia said.

Spike nodded. “Of course, Princess! I’ll run over to the farm and help Rarity set up,” he said as he scuttled out of the room.

“What do you want to talk about Princess?” Twilight asked.

“Nothing in particular. Just wanted to speak to my faithful student without a very talkative dragon in between us.” Princess Celestia smiled.

And Twilight smiled, too. “Princess Celestia, I was not expecting you so early. The party isn’t until this afternoon, and we’ve still got a lot of setting up to take care of.”

“My apologies, Twilight. It’s rude of me to arrive so early without warning. But I was hoping, if it’s not too much trouble, I could spend some time with you while you set up.”

This took Twilight by surprise. “Of course, Princess. I am sure everypony would love your company while we set up.”

“Excellent,” Princess Celestia said as she stood. “Where will we start?”

* * *

They went first to Sweet Apple Acres to make sure set-up was going as planned. Rarity had managed to beautify the farm in anyway she could, just short of repainting everything. Rarity adopted Applebloom as an assistant of sorts, stealing her from cider duty to help set up. Applejack and Big Mac had been able to truck along on their own, having nearly emptied the cider cellar in preparation to serve.

When Twilight arrived with the unexpected princess, Rarity somehow managed to keep her composure as she lead Twilight and Celestia around, explaining to Twilight the set up.

“And in approximately one hour there will be a stage over there,” Rarity explained, pointing to an incomplete structure Applebloom was hurriedly assembling. “She’s very talented with those… tools,” Rarity said, waving to Applebloom. “Pinkie Pie didn’t bother to mention there would be live entertainment until this morning, so we unfortunately will not have time to paint it.”

“It will look fine, Rarity,” Twilight said. “Don’t worry so much.”

Rarity looked up to the princess. “Only the best for our honored guest!”

Princess Celestia smiled. “I am flattered, Rarity, but this party is for Rainbow Dash. I am here for the same reason everypony else is.”

Rarity bit her tongue, and bid Twilight farewell, getting back to work.

Princess Celestia sampled a bit of Applejack’s new cider recipe, and to Applejack’s delight her head immediately started to spin.

“Be careful to whom that is served,” Princess Celestia said with a smile. “There are plenty of fillies and foals who I know will be trying to get their hooves onto it.”

“Yes, a’course, Princess,” Applejack replied. “Big Mac here’s gonna be on cider duty, makin’ sure the right cider goes to the right ponies.”

Then Twilight and the princess made their way to Sugarcube Corner, where Pinkie Pie insisted that the princess sample each baked good.

“What do you think, Princess?” Pinkie Pie said, excitement bubbling up in her. “When I heard you were coming I pulled out my oldest and best recipes!”

“Delicious Pinkie,” Princess Celestia smiled.

“Okay, now try this! It’s a—,”

“Please, Pinkie. Let us save some for the party,” Celestia laughed. “I trust that each one is as delicious as the last.”

“Good thinking, Princess!” Pinkie Pie said, sliding another batch of cupcakes into the oven. “I’ve still got a lot of baking ahead of me!”

“We won’t disturb you then, Pinkie. Please, continue.” Princess Celestia turned to leave.

“Uh, Princess?” Pinkie piped up.

She turned again, “Yes?”

“You have frosting on your nose!”

She laughed.

They left the bakery, and Twilight started to head back to Sweet Apple Acres.

“What about Fluttershy?” Princess Celestia asked.

Twilight bit her lip. “Fluttershy isn’t doing anything for the party.”

“Really?” Celestia asked. “That’s unlike Fluttershy.”

“I know,” Twilight agreed. “I… I happened to overhear her and Rainbow Dash talking yesterday and she seemed really upset.”

“HEADS UP!”

Princess Celestia immediately ducked as a rogue orange pegasus flew out of nowhere, crashing into Twilight.

“Mmf, m’sorry about that Twilight.” Scootaloo stood up and brushed herself off, as Twilight sighed.

“Scootaloo, you need to be more careful of where you’re—,”

Rainbow Dash landed nearby, interrupting. “Sorry, Twilight. Been giving Scootaloo some last minute lessons.”

Scootaloo looked over to see the Princess and immediately fell into a bow.

“But remember next time,” Dash explained, still not noticing Celestia, “when somepony says ‘heads up,’ you don’t actually look up.”

“Congratulations, Rainbow Dash.” Celestia said, making her presence known.

Rainbow Dash looked over and immediately bowed. “Princess Celestia!”

“Do not bow, my little pony,” Celestia said. “I’m not here on royal business. I am here to celebrate your accomplishments.”

Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo straightened, Dash with a look of pride.

“Thank you, Princess!”

“It is heartening to see you giving some flying lessons before you leave for Cloudsdale.”

“We’re trying t’cram another years lessons into one morning!” Scootaloo said, and Dash laughed.

“Well maybe not that much, Scoots, but I promise I’m gonna fly with you every time I come back to visit Ponyville.”

Princess Celestia seemed a bit awed. “Rainbow Dash, you have grown into quite the teacher.”

Dash blushed, “Thank you Princess, but I just like to give back, y’know?”

“Rainbow Dash helped my get my cutie mark, Princess!” Scootaloo said as she showed off the cutie mark of a pair of butterfly wings she had earned a few months prior.

“That’s very exciting, Scootaloo,” Princess Celestia smiled. “It looks like you have a lot of work ahead of you with Rainbow Dash gone.”

“Uh huh,” Scootaloo agreed.

“But I am sure you will have the drive to accomplish anything, my little pony. I have a feeling you’ll soon shine in whatever it is you wish to achieve.”

* * *

The party for the public would begin that evening, but the six friends, Spike, and now Princess Celestia, had agreed to meet an hour or so before hand, for a private celebration of their own.

“To Rainbow Dash!” They cheered, raising glasses of cider. They regaled tales of their friendship and their journeys together. Princess Celestia watched and listened as each pony shared some special memory of Rainbow Dash.

It was different for the princess to see them like this, in their element. Princess Celestia had only before gotten to observe their friendship in times of hardship, or through Twilight’s letters. Listening to their intimate moment of remembrance made her realize why Twilight was so hesitant to leave Ponyville behind.

And it crushed her that she had to ask Twilight to leave.

* * *

To say that everypony in Ponyville came to Rainbow Dash’s send-off would not be an exaggeration; everypony in Ponyville came to Rainbow Dash’s send-off. Even Mayor Mare, who had plans to go to Manehattan, was able to delay her trip upon hearing of the Princess’ arrival.

Not everyone stayed for the entire party of course. Ponies shuffled in and out throughout the whole night, staying for variable lengths of time. So all in all, the crowd was… manageable.

“Except a’course for a certain three fillies who think they c’n sneak themselves some of the cider for adult ponies!” Applejack remarked loudly to Twilight, seeing Applebloom sneaking behind cider barrels while Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo watched from a distance. Applebloom bolted. “They’re always getting’ in t’trouble. Trouble is that th’older they get the worse it gets!”

Twilight laughed, looking around the party. It had just begun, but was already full of ponies eager for a good time. Pinkie Pie was going around, making a point to greet everypony she had not yet seen, which got harder by the minute. Rarity kept an eye on the growing attendance, fretting to herself about seating arrangements and if the farm looked good enough, which it definitely did, but there was no convincing her. Spike was right by her side, helping her move tables. Twilight wondered just whose assistant Spike was.

Rainbow Dash was milling about, mingling with everypony. Dash normally loved to be in the spotlight, but mingling was not something she enjoyed. As awkward as Dash was at mingling, the princess was the opposite. She made it an art. Of course, everypony wanted to speak with Princess Celestia, and she made it a point to smile and chat with anypony who approached her. Even a few nervous fillies managed to strike up the courage to say ‘hello’.

Pinkie would be getting things started in ten minutes or so, and then it would—wait, where’s Fluttershy?

“Applejack, have you seen Fluttershy?” Twilight asked.

Applejack looked up while filling a glass of cider. “Tha’s two bits. Wh’sthat Twilight?”

“I don’t see Fluttershy.”

Applejack smiled, exchanging the glass of cider for two bits that she tossed into a bag. “You know Fluttershy, ‘n how she gets with these things. She’s prob’ly off hidin’ from the crowd. She’ll come out as things settle down.”

Twilight walked off, circling the crowd looking for Fluttershy. On the other side of the yard, Pinkie Pie hopped onto the stage.

“Ahem! Excuse me! Excuse me everypony,” she said to no avail.

“HEEEEEEY!”

If anypony could be heard over a crowd it was Pinkie Pie, and she managed to grab the party’s attention.

She giggled, “I’d like to thank everypony for coming to celebrate and see off our good friend Rainbow Dash!”

There was applause. “And I’m sure Dashie would love to come up and say a few words.”

As the crowd began to chant ‘speech,’ Twilight slowly pushed open the door to the barn. Lantern glow filled the small, dark barn, and Twilight saw Fluttershy lying on the ground.

“Fluttershy?” She announced her presence with care. “Is everything alright?”

Fluttershy looked up. She was crying.

“Oh, hello Twilight. I… I didn’t see you there.”

Twilight walked over and laid down by Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. I had just scheduled my weekly cry and I—,”

Twilight wouldn’t buy it. Fluttershy sighed, “I’m just so sad.” She pressed her head against Twilight.

“Fluttershy, it’s okay to feel sad,” she consoled, “but Rainbow Dash is only going to Cloudsdale, and you can visit her more often than any of us!”

Fluttershy scoffed, out of character for her. “It’s not that she’s going to Cloudsdale, it’s that she’s going to be living with her!” She quickly covered her mouth and gasped at what she had said.

“You mean Spitfire?” Twilight asked. “What’s wrong with Spitfire?”

Fluttershy started to blush, looking straight to Twilight. “Can you keep a secret?”

“Of course.”

“Me and Rainbow Dash… Well, we uh… We’ve been kind of close, sometimes.” She covered her eyes, her face redder than the farm’s namesake.

Twilight smiled. “Fluttershy, that’s your choice, and none of us will judge you for it.” She comforted the quivering little pegasus.

“Oh Twilight,” Fluttershy said, “Thank you for being so understanding… but Rainbow Dash says she’s going to be living with Spitfire and she says that it’s just for a while, but I think there’s something going on between them and—,”

“Fluttershy. You’re overreacting.”

“Am I?” she asked embarrassed.

“Yes!” Twilight laughed. “Now, before you freak out any further about Rainbow Dash’s living arrangements in Cloudsdale, I know a certain little pegasus who is missing a great party.”

Fluttershy pressed back against Twilight, and they made their way back out of the barn and into the party.

“—and I honestly can’t thank you guys enough! I’ll be thinking of all of you everyday I’m in Wonderbolt training!”

The crowd stomped their hooves.

“Looks like we missed her speech,” Twilight remarked aside to Fluttershy, “which isn’t bad considering it seems to have been a long one.”

Pinkie took the stage again as Dash waved to the crowd, walking off. “And now, for tonight’s entertainment, I am honored to present Ponyville’s own, singing pony Tessitura!” There were murmurs from the crowd as a beautiful, peach-colored unicorn pony with a short, light yellow mane stepped onto the stage, followed by a group of musicians.

“Tessitura?” Twilight said in confusion.

“She’s a very famous singer in Manehattan,” Fluttershy explained quietly. “She was discovered in Ponyville, but that was before you came to live here… I never really paid so much attention, but I heard her sing a few times.”

Dead silence; the audience waited. Even Princess Celestia seemed to be awaiting some spectacle as she stood on the edge of her hooves.

And then she sang:

Every sunrise is the birthing of a bright and vibrant dawn

Even if you tried to halt it, it would still that night be gone

But do not fear, through the night we’ll travel on

Though the darkness can feel empty, and can make you feel afraid

If you live your life in nighttime, it becomes as bright as day

And when the dawn returns, part of you may drift away

Everypony in the crowd listened in silence as Tessitura effortlessly sang through her first song, and stomped a thunderous round of applause at its completion.

This, Twilight realized, is no ordinary party.

“Thank you everypony,” Tessitura announced with a grin. “Now that that’s out of the way, let’s hear something upbeat!” She nodded to a pegasus pony on a stringed bass who started up an Equestrian swing standard, to which everypony started to bop.

As the party started up again, Princess Celestia made her way through the crowd over to Twilight Sparkle, who was absent-mindedly slurping down her first adult cider.

“My faithful student. Are you enjoying yourself?”

She burped out of surprise. “P-Princezz Celestya! I didn’t see you there!”

“Don’t worry Twilight.” Celestia lifted a hoof to keep Twilight from falling. “That cider is strong, I meant to warn you not to drink too much of it too quickly.”

Twilight teetered, “I’m sorry Princezz, I shoulda known better.”

“Perhaps this is not the best time to ask if you have made your decision?”

Twilight was immediately sobered. Not only had she forgotten about making the decision in the swing of the party, she hadn’t even discussed, not even hinted about it with her friends.

“Princess Celestia,” she said after a moment’s silence, “I—,”

“As I expected. Do not worry Twilight Sparkle. I am certain it can wait until morning.”

Twilight lowered her head.

“I am going back to the library to rest, I hope to hear your answer in the morning.”

With Celestia’s turn away, a somber reality set in upon Twilight Sparkle. She needed to find her friends. She teetered, and realized that three fermented ciders were more than anypony should have.

Applejack had mostly been near the cider all night, so she was easy enough to find. Supportive as always, Applejack was excited to hear that Twilight had been asked to return to Canterlot, and encouraged Twilight to say yes. Pinkie Pie was thrilled that the Congratulations/Farewell double party could act as a Congratulations/Farewell/Farewell triple party. She was disappointed of course that Twilight may leave, but was realistic about keeping in touch and visits.

Rarity was not only supportive, but also a little bit jealous that Twilight had the opportunity to go live in Canterlot. “Canterlot?! It’s the most high-class city in all of Equestria! Well, you simply have to go.” Spike oddly had nothing to say.

Despite it being her party, Rainbow Dash was nowhere to be found. After a few laps around the crowd, Twilight spotted a rainbow mane in the corner of her eye, and turned to see Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy sneaking into the barn.

Rainbow Dash was more than supportive; she was excited. “Twilight, she needs you! This could be something real big! Like, royal magic big!” Fluttershy was not so happy that another friend could be leaving, but she managed to put on a happy face and congratulate Twilight for the opportunity. Twilight quickly made up an excuse to leave, so Dash and Fluttershy could go back to... sneaking.

“Why are you blushing so much?” Dash asked with a laugh as Twilight headed through the gate to make her way home. “She doesn’t know about us.” She kissed Fluttershy’s head.

Nervous laughter. “Yeah, um… Doesn’t know anything.”

* * *

Twilight returned to a dark library. She crept in, so as not to disturb the princess. She retreated to her room, where she found Princess Celestia, sitting by the window, staring at the moon.

“Princess Celestia!”

“Oh, welcome home Twilight, I wasn’t expecting you so early,” she said, yawning. “Or late, I suppose.”

Twilight sat down next to the Princess. “Princess Celestia, I spoke with my friends.”

“Have you reached a decision?”

Twilight nodded. She actually hadn’t, but figured she would come up with one on the spot.

“Excellent,” Princess Celestia said with a smile. “But it’s late, I am sure you wouldn’t mind saving it until morning?”

“Yes, Princess!” Saved!

Princess Celestia stood and spread her wings, stretching. “Twilight, would you mind if I joined you in bed tonight?” she asked. “Like when you were a filly.”

Maybe it was late, or maybe it was the cider, but Twilight was certain the Princess had just asked—

No, it’s not like that!

“I don’t mind, Princess Celestia,” she said as the two ponies climbed up onto the bed.

Princess Celestia draped a warm wing over Twilight, who nestled against her. “I know this decision has been very stressful,” she cooed, “But I want my faithful student to know I am closer to her than ever.”

She drifted into sleep.

* * *

She stood in Canterlot gardens. This was certain. To whom she spoke once again was not. She did not notice.

Have you made a decision, Twilight Sparkle?

She looked up at the castle, and nodded. There was an air of somberness about her.

What have you decided?

It became dark. The flowers wilted, the castle melted away before her eyes.

And you call yourself her Faithful Student.

“How do you know what I chose?”

She noticed.

* * *

And again she awoke, this time alone. Going downstairs, she found not only Spike and the Princess, but also all of her friends laughing over in the library.

“No one ever wakes me for these impromptu meetings,” she said, coming down the stairs with a smile.

“Good morning, Twilight Sparkle,” Princess Celestia said. “This is no meeting. All of your friends just happened to arrive here this morning. I have no idea what they could want to know, however.” She winked.

Twilight was confused. “Wait, you guys all came here unplanned? For what?”

“Well, whadya think, sugar cube?” Applejack said.

“We wanna know if you’re gonna go to Canterlot!” Rainbow Dash said excitedly. Even Fluttershy, who had before shown only gloom, seemed excited.

“You have made your decision, right my Faithful Student?” Princess Celestia smiled.

And you call yourself her Faithful Student.

She had made in her decision. But that nagging wisp of dream made her change it right then and there.

“I’ve decided to return to Canterlot.”

Cheers! This was the answer everypony expected, and had hoped for. Though saddened to see her go, they all knew Twilight would keep in touch more than anypony.

Princess Celestia stood, “Then let us celebrate both Rainbow Dash and Twilight Sparkle, who are moving on to what I am undoubtedly sure will be great accomplishments.”

It became at that moment another party, and for the next few hours, the six ponies and Spike made a last ditch effort to enjoy themselves before an inevitable change occurred.

It dwindled down, as all things do. They said their goodbyes, and went their separate ways. Everypony had something to take care of that morning, and despite their best efforts, that moment could not last forever.

Fluttershy was the last to leave, and not after giving Twilight the longest, tightest hug she had ever had. As Twilight closed the door, she let out a sigh of relief, and got back to her own task.

“Alright, Spike, let’s get bags packed. We’re going to Canterlot!”

Princess Celestia looked at Spike and nodded. He stepped forward.

“Uh, Twilight? I’m not uh,” he stammered. “Me an’ the princess talked and um… Well, I’m not going with you guys.”

“What?” Twilight said, shocked. “Why not, Spike? What’s wrong?”

“No, nothing’s wrong Twilight. It’s just you know,” he shook a bit. “Someone’s gotta run the library, and Miss Rarity always needs assistance and—,”

He had no more words. He simply held onto Twilight, who looked to the Princess.

“Sometimes, my Faithful Student, it is necessary that you go your separate ways from someone you love very much,” she explained. “That is a part of life that is never easy to deal with. Even when you have lived for thousands of years.”

Twilight nestled into Spike. Or perhaps it was the other way around. “You’ll be able to come visit, I know!”

Celestia nodded. “Your time with Spike is not at an end. I tell you that now with complete certainty.”

Spike remained silent, but very few things could take the words out of him.

* * *

Princess Celestia had wanted to stay with Twilight, but urgent matters called her back to Canterlot. Twilight packed her bags alone, and made her way to the train station, where everypony and Spike saw her off. Even Rainbow Dash, who often refused any hint of sentimentality, would admit to shedding a tear as Twilight’s train to Canterlot chugged off into the distance.