Stress Relief: Queen Twilight Sparkle

Twilight spent much of her time in isolation. She didn’t have many friends. Her only loyal companion was her dog Spike, and even if he was around, her work still kept her occupied. She often tend to ignore him anyway, preferring to focus on her work instead of the mundane acts of play.

Surrounded by computers in the darkness of her house, she spent most of her day typing new codes. She added layer after layer, not having a single number value or attribute out of place. Her latest project was almost done and she wasn’t going to let anything stop her, not even a single bug. It had taken so long to complete this project, but now that she was in the final throes of finishing it, she couldn’t let a single distraction hinder her progress. It had to be perfect.

She spent most of her days in the garage alone, tinkering with a virtual reality machine she worked on for some time, a special experiment that’s her own design. With it, she could live out any scenario she chose, no limits needed. It was a fantastic idea at the time. Getting the ability to do whatever you want at any time seemed like a real deal breaker.

If she wanted to go out and have a ball at three O’clock in the morning without her parents saying anything about it when she gets home, she could outlive that. Hell, they don’t even have to be there, it could be some random character she hangs out with. The point is she can live lifes she never had, what she always wanted for herself.

“Just need to carry the two and… done! I did it! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She jumped off the chair and hopped with glee, grabbing Spike in her arms to celebrate such a success as he barked and wagged his tail with joy. “Oh Spike, this is amazing! My experiments in virtual reality are about to come true!”

She was a small teenage girl, her purple hair riding nearly in a bun. She ran around the room in a white lab coat with black gloves and goggles on the top of her head, though not needed because of her thick black glasses. She was a smart girl, in fact she’s the smartest in her class at Crystal Prep.

When everyone met her, they could already see a valedictorian in their mix of other rigorous students who planned to make a future for themselves in the harsh world, to make it better and live longer. She always had that spirit and attitude to become a great scientist with many accolades under her name, making her parents prouder than anyone else...

Suddenly, her own joy diminished somewhat as she pulled Spike closer to her chest and softly sighed.

“I wish mom and dad were here... Too bad they’re busy...”

They were always busy. If they weren’t attending a conference somewhere, they were traveling for a book tour elsewhere. It was a lonely life to be sure, but she had her dog and her brother. She loved them very much, knowing that they support her and her goals for success. But, it won’t look that way when she gets a private interview and had nothing to say about them, like if she remembered the first experiment she did with them and how it caught their hairs on fire...

Spike whimpered as Twilight put him down. She turned to her computer and activated the machine. Once she did, the metal doors opened as smoke protruded from it, evaporating in the room. Then, she turned off any other programs that were taking up memory. In order for this to work, this program was the only thing that needed to be running on that computer; nothing else.

Twilight entered the chamber and took a deep breath. There was no going back for her. “Wish me luck, Spike.”

Spike barked before she disappeared into the machine and closed hatch with a soft clank , hoping that this experiment would work. Hearing mechanical noises in the chamber, she slowly closed her eyes and relaxed, unsure of what would await her.

*****

Twilight slowly opened her eyes, the blur subsiding from her vision to give her a clear view of her surroundings. What she saw was completely different from her humble garage. It was ten times larger, having bright purple walls and light marble floors. The furniture was just as massive, from the queen sized bed with purple sheets to the large silk armchair and couch. Along the walls were bookshelf after bookshelf filled to the brim with literature. It was a full on suite.

Twilight looked around in shock. She was in a bedroom. Not a normal one, but a royal bedroom.

Noticing she was under the covers of the soft bed, she lifted them from her body and saw herself wearing a nice fluffy pink bathrobe. She felt a bit embarrassed to be wearing it. But, that didn't stop her from getting up to look at herself in the mirror.

Her face looked absolutely different. The large glasses were gone, but the skin tone seemed more fair. Her hair too was completely down and many of the curls and noses we're gone. Gently, she put her hand on her cheek to feel her skin. It felt so soft. Something inside her started to tingle. For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel like some sort of nerd, she felt very pretty.

“Incredible..,” she softly whispered. “So far, everything seems to be successful. It all seems so real...”

“I know, right?”

Surprised, Twilight backed away from the mirror and saw something forming out of artificial smoke of some sort. Then, there floating in front of her was a purple skin green haired boy. He looked so familiar, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. Carefully, she moved in closer and tightened the noose of her robe while looking at him. It wasn’t until she saw him up close did she realize who it was.

“Spike?” Her voice was silent and hushed as she spoke.

He smiled. “Yep… You based me off your dog, remember? I am your personal A.I. companion, based upon what character traits you believe you're dog and hypothetical little brother would have.”

“That's right...” Twilight remembered. She really didn’t want to be here alone. “I did do that, didn’t I?”

“Yeah… Welcome to you're Kingdom.”

Twilight became startled, being caught off guard. “... My what?”

“Kingdom, you're domain, you're mine haven from all things that bother you. Basically, it’s your own perfect little world where you make the rules,” he informed, frank and to the point.

“Me?” Twilight looked shocked and yet, she shouldn’t have.

He looked around within his over barrier, taking in the details “Yeah, pretty nice craftsmanship if I do say so myself.”

“T-Thanks.”

Twilight walked over to the couch and pushed her hand into the leather, feeling the material cave in. Even the sounds of the marble texture pressing against her feet sound and felt real.

“So, this is all my device?” Twilight asked.

“Hard to believe virtual reality can be so real looking, it’s almost uncanny.”

Her head began to race as several thoughts began to rush through her. One minute, she was in her dinky laboratory back home testing her machine. The next, she was in this lovely room. But she knew it was fake, she made it that way. Oh sure she didn’t know the details, but she never expected it to feel so real to the point where she was having trouble telling that this was nothing more than a virtual simulation in her head.

“So if this a Kingdom, am I in a Castle?” Twilight asked, looking back at Spike.

“Yep. You own a private castle and you're the Queen, which is pretty rad. And I’m the magic mirror ‘cause… magical lands like that have one I guess. Honestly, wish I had a body. Why couldn’t you make me a knight or something?”

“Sorry.” Twilight said feeling embarrassed.

He chuckled. “Eh… it’s fine, it’s fine. Could’ve been worse, I could have been a dog like my real self. Now that would have been awful.”

Quickly, Twilight went to a nearby balcony that she had only now just noticed. Lifting her head, her mouth gaped as she saw - standing before her - mighty pillars of a great and elegant castle made of stone. It was so magnificent, it’s shadow covered the entire countryside.

Partially, she was embarrassed to think these things. Twilight was easily embarrassed by nature, constantly worried of teasing or worse, overbearing by her parents if she tried to step up in her comfort zone. Yet, this room was still too magnificent to not get excited by it all.

Twilight quietly gasped, the realization coming over her swiftly. “O… M… G!” She looked around again more frantically to make sure she was seeing accurately. She was indeed in a large room, lush of beautiful furniture and craftsmanship.

Looking over to a set of large wooden double doors, having a gold insignia of a shining star, she ran up to it and opened them quickly to see a rather large assortment of dresses, dresses that looked specially tailored just for her.

Twilight’s mouth gaped open once again, her robe losing some grip after her frantic movement. “It’s so huge!”

Spike’s face appeared in another mirror that displayed for appearance. “Yeah… never knew you liked so many clothes.”

Despite what many thought, Twilight did have desires to be beautiful and amazing. Yet because of her studies and hectic schedule, she never had time to endure the fund of fashion and class. Instead, she had to wear lab coats and bad hair care.

“How many clothes are in here?” Twilight asked, her eyes darting from dress to dress.

“As many as you want, I guess. It’s your world and your brain…” Spike pulled up his arm to his chest and looked on his watch for the time. “... and I have a feeling you want to check it out. I’ll leave that up to you; call me when you’re anywhere near a mirror… wherever there is one.” With that, he chuckled before vanishing from her presence.

Twilight made it her mission to find the right outfit for this new world, something that would shed herself of reality and allow her to enter this new realm of her own making, in a way she saw fit.

So, she started searching. She searched for minutes for the right additions that would leave a mark on her reign.

First came the corset. It fitted around her waist as she laced it together for a stronger hold to her body. In that instant, she felt something. She’s never had anything this beautiful in her life. It’s like she felt every bit of sweat put into every cotton string that sewed this together as it hugged her tight. She made a noose to tie a small knot on the top of it, making it fit perfectly around her figure and give it a slim trend.

At first she was embarrassed. But the more she looked at herself, the more comfortable she was starting to feel. Yet, she couldn’t just go out there in just a corset. She wanted to be classy, not trashy; It didn’t feel right. There had to be something more.

‘You’d think being a genius would make this easier,’ she thought.

She continued her journey through the closet. Something had called to her. It just had too, and while she never studied fashion to a great extent, she knew that when she found the right outfit ensemble, she would feel it, like it was meant for her, to be part of her lifelong destiny.

She looked through various outfits and designs until, at last, she found it. The next calling.

It was a skirt, a long and elegant silk skirt that went from her waist to her feet. Twilight held onto the piece, to gaze upon the beauty of it’s darkcolor. It mezmorized her, leaving her in a trance that lead to utter darkness, never getting out, never being able to escape it’s clutches. But it sparkled like diamonds in the rough rocks of a mine, being picked by the sad souls who were forced to pick them and clean them to perfection.

“So soft and smooth... If mom ever caught me wearing this, she’d kill me… I want it.”

Once she put it on, Twilight could feel something overtake her, a sense of power she never felt before. It hugged her like it was trying to woo her. She swayed her body to let it touch her thighs gently, to feel the smooth fabrics against her delicate skin. It felt wonderful.

And even though it pulled so much influence on her, she still felt it wasn’t enough to sate her need. She continued looking hard, not giving up on the missing pieces that would fill her hole. It was something, but what…?

Suddenly, Twilight saw it, and could not believe her eyes.

“That’s it.”

A cape, a beautiful black cape that could cover her from the neck down, leaving a few feet on the floor. She picked it up and examined it, letting her hand grab and tug onto it to feel it’s firm resistance. Even when being pulled, it was still able to shine it’s glow into Twilight’s eyes, making her shiver in being in such presence. She wanted to feel it for herself, to feel the power of adornment wash over her and take over her abilities to woo her enemies before destroying them, their countrymen, their women and children. It felt… magnificent.

She swiftly hoisted it around her neck, feeling the smooth fabric touch her back. She clipped it onto her shoulders were the corset displayed the holders for it. It made her quiver to the cool feeling of sacrifice before taking in the warm hug to completion.

She gently wrapped it around her body and felt its heat, experiencing her first cloak with excitement. “No wonder the people of the Middle Ages wear these! To bad they went out of fashion...”

At this point, Twilight could feel the power surge through her and she was loving every bit of it. But even though she felt the energy coursing through her, she wasn’t complete. She knew this. And she wasn’t going anywhere until she attained it, her spirits boiling over steam of such information, it having the audacity to keep her away from her goal.

Twilight looked through the closet with more determination, pushing through other outfits and clothes. She didn’t care anymore, she needed this final peace. Something inside her roared with a fire, telling her she needed to find it, it was all that mattered now.

She looked and looked, until… she found it.

It was a crown, a crisp golden plate crown that stood there in the center of the entire closet, the tiny purple stairs attached to the front of its displayer.

Gently, Twilight walked up the stairs and grabbed it, holding it carefully in her hands. She bit her bottom lip as she took in the crisp detail of the gold, her reflection showing on its thick plate. The priceless metal donned many jewels that adorned it’s hold over them, like a queen and her loyal subjects. All of them show in much purity, but the main one was the shining purple star that sat on top of it all, like a god being worshipped by all.

This was Twilight, god of all the land. And it felt so good. She got a sense of power washed over her, a sensation of strength and pride, things she had never felt before back in the real world.

She slowly put on the crown, smiling giddly at the fact that this was coming true. No longer was she Twilight Sparkle, the regular teenage girl. Now she was Twilight Sparkle, Queen of all she surveyed.