Author's Note

Scyphi knows that sleep is for the weak.

Twilight's refusal to sleep allowed her to achieve nirvana?

"Twilight, you look tired."

The giant pair of eye bags known as Twilight Sparkle did not respond.

"Are you sleeping in there?" Spike knocked on the... surprisingly? Concerningly hard exterior.

Crunch.

Spike backed away, eyes wide as the eye bags dissipated in a flash of golden light. Twilight Sparkle hovered in their place, her pristine coat shining with a blazing aura that seemed to banish all darkness in the room.

"Spike," her voice boomed with the authority of the gods above (in other words, Celestia on a ladder). "Through the power of sleep deprivation, I have visited the internet. All of the internet. The world's knowledge is now my knowledge, and I must share these gifts with my fellow creatures."

She extended a hoof to Spike.

Spike stared down at the USB flash drive in her still-glowing hoof. Then back at Twilight.

"I am aware of your dietary needs now more than ever, my faithful assistant. Go forth and utilize this knowledge on how to [REDACTED REDACTED] and nourish yourself in ways that the great dragons of old once did."

Spike took the flash drive. "I'm not sure about this, Twilight. This kinda seems--"

"Fare thee well, Spike!" enlightened Twilight drifted through the window, leaving a Twilight-shaped hole in her wake. "I must spread these glorious memes I have encountered!"