Twilight Keen

Chapters

Chapter 1: The Transformation
Chapter 2: A Party!?
Chapter 3 The crazy and mysterious Twily!
Chapter 4: Sweet Apple Corner
Chapter 5: A Lesson on foals
Chapter 6: A Filly's imagination
Chapter 7: The Absurd Takeover

Chapter 1: The Transformation

Twilight was in her library one night with dozens of spell books stacked on top of each other. She was deep in her read but her mane was frazzled and her eyes were drifting when she came upon a passage in the book.

“Oh my Celestia... I found it!” She giggled and slammed her a hoof down on the passage. “The personality changing spell it makes a pony have the same personality of another pony for twenty-four hours. Once transformed, you will gain everything about said pony from the way they think, the way you style your mane, and even to how you walk and talk. Everything from your old personality disappear until the spell wears off.”

She shrieked in excitement and dashed upstairs to Spike sleeping soundly in his basket. “Spike! Spike! I found it! I found the perfect spell!”

He groaned and stretched his claws upwards. “Nngh… What is it, Twilight?”

Twilight started yammering, ”Remember yesterday how I gave up on trying to understand Pinkie?”

He moaned, throwing the pillow on his head. “Let me take a wild guess: You didn’t give up?”

She shook her head rapidly. “Of course not! I thought that there might still need some way to get straight to the heart of it and wouldn’t you know, I happened to find this old thing in my collection!”

“So what?” He yawned, still half-asleep.

“So everything! This is the spell that’ll let me experience what Pinkie’s Pinkie Sense is!” She clapped her hooves together and shoved the spell into his face. “I’ll finally be able to solve this mystery once and for all!”

“Twilight. Didn’t you learn your lesson yesterday?” He just flopped his face back into the pillow.

“Yes. I learned I'll never be able to understand the Pinkie Sense and have accepted Pinkie’s quirks as something we may never understand,” she said. “But with this spell I can see exactly what a day is like in Pinkie’s horseshoes.”

He pulled himself up from the pillow’s feathers. “Listen, Twilight. I'm not saying that it’s bad, but this is a little over the top; even for you.” He pointed towards her stomach. “I think you should just drop it and get some sleep. You look exhausted.”

She glared at him. “Spike. I'm serious about this. I want to go through with the experiment but I need your help.”

Spike turned with wide eyes. ”And... what is that?”

She sighed, “You have to keep me inside the library. Lock it up tight and make sure nopony comes in while the experiment is in progress.”

“You do realise that's going to be impossible if you turn yourself into Pinkie Pie, right?” Spike raised his brows.

“Yeah. I know. But that’s why I need you the most of all, Spike.” She put a hoof to his stomach. “You’re practically my little brother. And part of being a good brother is helping your sister out.”

“But what would I get out of this?” Spike asked. “I can’t just be expected to keep Pinkie Pie from getting out of the library without some kind of reward.”

“If you can keep me inside the library for the whole day, I’ll get you and Rarity together for a fun little gem hunt. Sound good?” She proposed.

Spike couldn’t say not to gems, and a smile very quickly took over his face. “Aw, shucks, Twilight. You’ve got me there.” He shook her hoof. “Alright. I’m in.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Twilight squealed and dashed off to the lab, carrying him in a telekinetic field. “Let’s do this!”

That morning, the ponies started to board up the house, putting a closed sign outside. Twilight herself put up a bubble shield around the library while Spike boarded up the windows and door

“I don’t see why we need this many boards, Twilight.” Spike pounded a few nails into one of the planks. “I feel like we’re prepping for a zombie apocalypse…”

“How many times do I have to tell you? Zombies aren't real.” Twilight used her magic to secure a crystal in the middle of the library. “There. This should sustain the energy of the shield around the house until the experiment is over.”

He turned to her and mumbled, “Are you sure about this? I mean, I don’t mind much. I think it’d be kind of cool seeing you become Pinkie Pie. But first, are you really that confident in this new spell of yours?”

“Yeah. Hopefully, I’ve worked out all the kinks.” Twilight nodded. “...But, just in case... Spike? I need to make sure you know what you have to do if something goes wrong.”

“I know, I know.” Spike crossed his claws. “I don’t let you leave the library, I record everything in a notebook, making sure to describe it in detail—especially on all those twitches. And most importantly of all, I don’t tell anyone—not even the rest of our friends.”

“Good.” Twilight breathed in and out calmly, then looked down at the spellbook one more time. “Alright. Here goes. See you tomorrow, Spike.”

She summoned up her magic and shot a beam down at the page, making it glow brightly. White tendrils slowly rose from page and wrapped themselves around her, covering every area possible. She squeaked as they drifted over her body and coiled themselves around her mane and tail. Her mind began to fill with alien thoughts while the ones she had of books and organization began to fade away. Once the spell came to its’ conclusion, a bright blast consumed the library and she landed back on the ground with a squeak, as if she had sat on a cuddly toy.

“Twilight? Are you okay?” Spike slowly hobbled forward towards her.

“I… guess so. Feeling a bit light-headed, but I’m fine overall. Looks like the spell was right about mane changes.” She rubbed her new head full of fluffy pink hair.

Spike patted it too. “Yeah. It does feel like Pinkie’s.”

“My mind, though… It feels fuzzy, but nothing too weird seems to be happening yet.” Twilight put a hoof to her forehead. “Do you think something went wrong?”

“Well, it just seems like your mane and tail are the only things that changed.” Spike poked the bouncy mane. “Maybe it’s one of those things that just happens over a few minutes.”

“Maybe…” Twilight sighed, swishing her tail. “Well, I'm going upstairs for a nap.” She slowly trotted up the stairs and went into ther bed, snuggling up underneath the covers as she let out a big yawn “I’m sure some sleep’ll work wonders.”

Spike came up to the bed and chuckled, “Well, if nothing else happens, at least I get to see Twilight kinda looking like Pinkie.”

After a few hours of sleep, Twilight slowly woke up. She was still half-asleep as she looked at her bedroom with a new perspective. The books around her seemed to look more unappealing to her than usual

Why did I like books so much? She got up and looked at the bland covers. I mean, Daring Do’s adventures are pretty fun, but these other boring things? Bleh! She swatted one onto the ground. I’d rather eat a plate of salad.

She shook her head, giggling slightly. “I'm already thinking like Pinkie Pie.” She looked at the clock above her and took out a journal writing down her experience with the tip of her hair. It has been approximately three hours since I casted the spell. Already I’m beginning to feel like Pinkie Pie. Nothing else to report yet... then, a thought drifted in her brain. I’m starting to feel hungry. I feel like some...ice cream and candy cake! Why just have one when you can take out three birds with one stone?

“Cake sounds delicious!” She started bounding downstairs, blushing brightly. “Oh, wow. I’m already getting skippy.”

“Oh, hey, Twilight!” Spike waved from the nearby stove, cooking pancakes. “You want me to make something for breakfast?”

She waved a hoof at him. “Nope. Just getting some cake.” She went into the fridge, groaning at the contents. “Aw... No cake.”

Spike rubbed the back of his head. ”Yeah. Sorry. We didn’t have enough ingredients to make one.”

She laughed, waving a hoof at him. “Oh, Spike. Don’t worry about that.” She pulled out a big pink cake from her mane; one that was covered in thick pink frosting. “Whoa! Where did that come from?”

Spike’s jaw dropped wide to the floor. “Twilight? You… you just did something Pinkie does...”

“But I...I didn’t use magic I-I-I just had it in my mane.” She dug her hooves into the bottomless pink cloud. “What else does she hide in here?”

Spike smirked. “Yeah. She does that all the time! I never understood it myself. Just chalked it up to Pinkie being Pinkie.”

Twilight threw the cake at the wall. ”Ugh! I was supposed to understand Pinkie Pie when I pulled that cake out, but I still didn’t learn a thing!”

Spike rolled his eyes. “Twilight, I think sometimes Pinkie doesn’t even understand herself. Just go with the flow like she does and don’t think too much about it.”

“Right. Go with the flow… Go with the flow…” She tried to repeat her breathing exercises, but her rumbling stomach stopped her dead in her tracks. “But I'm still hungry!” She took out another large pink cake and ate the whole thing in three big bites, with Spike watching in complete awe.

“Wow. Wasn’t expecting that,” he said.

Twilight grinned. “Me neither! But it was a lot of fun!” She shook her head and tried to hold onto herself. “Wow. It’s like something inside me is taking over. I..I can still think like me a but, but it’s getting harder to control.”

The mare quickly ran off to her room, whipping out the journal. She sat down and marked the time on the corner of the page.

Alright. It’s ten in the morning. Four hours since the spell was casted. I've already pulled two cakes out of thin air and have acting super strange. She wrote in the journal. My old mind is slowly fading away and being replaced by this new one…” Twilight groaned and clutched her head as new thoughts invaded her mind. “Well. Now that things seem a lot more fun, I'll just write whatever comes to mind. I’ve been thinking about having a party now since using that silly spell!”

She started laughing and bounced up onto her feet again. “That’s right! I should invite everypony for a super-duper special party!” She glanced at the books. “Butt first… I think this place needs a few decorations!”

Twilight charged off down the stairs with a wide smile plastered onto her face.

“This is gonna be one of those days, isn’t it?” Spike groaned as he watched the hyper Twilight run up towards the barred doors.

Chapter 2: A Party!?

Spike just stood with his mouth agape as he watched Twilight bounce around, throwing streamers from her mane all over the library. He shook his head, then started writing in the notebook.

It's been over four hours since Twilight’s transformation. He wrote. She’s starting to lose her mind now. Just wanting to throw a party for no reason. But luckily, things haven’t gotten too out of hoof… yet.

Twilight set up a table in the middle of the house covered in cupcakes and ice cream. She bounced back and grinned, seeing the simple library now covered in streamers and balloons with a plate of pink and purple striped cupcakes surrounding a large lump of purple and pink striped ice cream.

Stunned, Spike turned to her who was tapping a hoof on her chin.

“Well, Spikey, everything is almost perfect.” She nodded. “But there’s something missing...”

“Well, usually Pinkie Pie has her Party Cann—”

Before he could finish Twilight clapped her hooves together and squealed, “A Party Cannon!”

She produced one from thin air and shooted a torrent of streamers into the air, covering the entire library neck deep in the colorful paper. Spike burst out through the top and turned to see Twilight laughing and doing a backstroke in the sea of colorful paper shouting, “It’s a swim party!”

Spike sighed and groaned. ”Twilight. Don’t you think this is too much party streamers?”

Twilight giggled. "No, Spikey. I don’t think there’s enough streamers!”

The mare then took out the cannon from the depths of the streamers and shot another blast upwards, flooding the library with even more colored paper. Twilight flew through all of it and landed on her mezzanine to take in the view. It was then that she came to and took a long look at the streamer-coated library. “Dear Celestia. What happened here?”

Twilight lit her horn up and most of the streamers disappeared. The mare slowly got up shaking all over staring at the rest of the library now outfitted for a party and asked with fear in her tone, “Where did all of this come from?”

“Honestly, I have no idea.” Spike rubbed the back of his head. “You just came bouncing downstairs shouting about a party and then started pulling stuff out of nowhere.”

“But I didn’t even use any magic…” Twilight stumbled backwards and gazed down at her hooves. “This is impossible...”

“See, Twilight? You can’t even understand yourself. Heck, even I'm confused by all of this.” Spike came up to her. “Can you just turn yourself back to normal now?”

Twilight shook her head. “I...I can’t. The spell is going to have to wear off on it’s own…” She groaned and held her head in her hooves as a sharp pain ran through her mind. What is going on?!

“Twilight? Are you… alright?” Spike watched her flail and moan in pain as her two minds fought over her body.

The mare was still bent over, holding her head as strange thoughts went through her mind. What are you worried about, you boring old bookworm? It looks so much better with streamers and balloons! Now come on! We have a party to set up!

Spike grew concerned as Twilight still didn’t respond. “Twilight? Answer me! Please!”

Twilight reared her head back and laughed out loud, bouncing upwards with her tail. “Never better, Spikey-wikey!” She looked around one more time with Pinkie’s mindset. ”Darn. This party is still missing something; even with a party cannon!”

Spike groaned. “Y’know, we could just start the party now. I mean, those cupcakes do look good.” He was about to eat one up, but Twilight teleported it out of his hand, causing Spike to bite his little claws.

Twilight shook her head. “No, Spikey. We won’t eat a single piece until I figure out what’s missing. This party has to be perfect.”

So she has the randomness of Pinkie Pie but still has Twilight’s need to make everything organized… Spike thought himself. How do we get her to control it, though? I don’t wanna have it so Pinkie completely takes over...

Twilight then chirped and smiled as a methaphorical lightbulb turned on inside her head. “Guests! That’s what a party needs! We need to invite everypony in Ponyville!”

Spike squeaked and stumbled around. “Uh... No, no. It’s fine, Twilight. We can just have a party with me and you. Besides, we don’t have enough room for all of Ponyville in this tiny library.”

As much as Twilight’s Pinkie mind wanted to deny it, she knew that it was true. Her mane deflated as she said, “You’re right, Spike. This library is too small.” She then plopped on one of her chairs, softly folding her hooves.
Spike sighed in relief and quickly sat beside her. “Well, Twilight? How about we dive into the cake? It looks delicious.”

The mare just sighed. “Fine. Go ahead.”

Spike shrugged and grabbed a cupcake, chewing it tenderly as Twilight tapped a hoof on the ground. She took a cupcake and shoved it in her mouth and beamed as another idea popped into her head.

“Spike!” she exclaimed, “We may not have enough room in our library but Sugarcube Corner has tons of room! It’ll be perfect for the party!”

Spike choked on his cupcake, swallowing it hard. “No! You can’t!”

Twilight scoffed. “Aw c’mon, sourpuss. Don’t you want a party?”

Spike mumbled, “I want a party but...uh, you told me you can’t leave the library.”

Twilight gasped. “I did! Did I make you Pinkie Promise?!”

Spike blushed. Yeah... A Pinkie Promise. If she’s like Pinkie Pie, Twilight won’t make me break one. He nodded. “Yep. I promised to keep you in the library all day, so let’s just have a party here.”

Twilight groaned and drooped her mane again. ”Oh, darn it…”

Then she plopped back to her chair pondering as Spike ate another cupcake. Good. Now I have to somehow make her forget about having a party… He swallowed his cupcake and came up to his moping friend. “Twilight? Instead of a party, what if we read that new Daring Do? I heard it’s supposed to be really good.”

“That sounds like a great idea, Spikey!” Twilight bounced on the spot, smiling from ear to ear. “Let’s do that right away!” She bounced over to the bookshelves took out the new daring do book and started reading.

Spike wiped some sweat off of his brow. Alright. Looks like that'll keep her busy for a while. He sat back and munched on another cupcake. Just as he was about to take another bite, a loud screech pierced his ears.

“Finished!” Twilight announced. “That was awesome!”

Spike watched in disbelief as Twilight threw the book back into the shelf. “Y’know, that book gave me a great idea, Spikey!”

“I’m afraid to ask…” Spike collected himself and followed her to the door.

“Spike. You made a promise before the transformation. That was old Twilight. As new Twilight, I release you from your Pinkie Promise.” She puffed out her chest and used her magic to break the boards on the door and the magic bubble around the house. “Now I have to go to Sugarcube Corner. Pinkie and I are gonna have a super-special-awesome party together!”

Spike groaned as he watched Twilight shoot out of the library “Just wonderful! What was I thinking, letting Twilight become like Pinkie Pie?!” He then started chasing after the party-minded unicorn.

Pinkie pie was busy at Sugarcube Corner, delivering customers their pastries. The mare constantly doused the food in powdered sugar and icing prompting a few glares from Mrs. Cake.

Then, out of nowhere, Twilight burst into the cafe and rushed the pink pony, tackling her to the ground. “Pinkie Pie! It's so great to see you!” She giggled.

Pinkie eyed Twilight and pushed her back. “Nice try, me. But that’s the worst Twilight impersonation I’ve ever seen.”

“Pinkie it's me, ya silly goose!” Twilight said. “I used a cool new spell making me have the same personality as you!”

“Oh, really?” Pinkie eyed up the horn and flicked it like a fork. “Are you really Twilight? Just wanna make sure and that you’re not some evil monster who shapeshifts into other ponies but leaves one big detail out.”

“The square root of 9.23 is approximately 3.03809151, Pinkie. And let me tell ya, if I were measuring that out in cupcake batter, I’d have to pay really, really, REALLY close attention to it…” said Twilight.

“Hmm…” Pinkie looked twilight over and finally cracked a smile. “Alright, Twi-Pie. What do you want to do?”

Twilight blushed. “Well, I was hoping you could help me learn to be more like you.”

“Well, ya came to the right place, Twi-Pie.” She smiled and nodded. “Who knows better about me then me?”

Twilight bowed before Pinkie. “Teach me your ways, Senpie.”

Pinkie giggled and bowed in response. “Alright, my pupil. Let's get started!”

Soon the two were bouncing all over the place, delivering plentiful platter of pastries to patrons, receiving smiles in return. Pinkie turned to see Twilight now blasting powdered sugar over a plate of donuts and thought to herself, I love the new Twilight! I never imagined having a pony around that’s just like me! Quite literally.

“Mrs.cake turned and scolded Twilight, “Pinkie! What did I tell you about using too much powdered sugar?!”

The unicorn turned to Mrs. Cake and cleared her throat. “Sorry, Mrs.Cake! And I'm not Pinkie, I'm Twilight!”

Mrs. Cake’s jaw gaped in surprise at the sight of the new Twilight and stammered. “Twilight?! What are you doing here?!”

She just laughed. “Sorry Mrs. Cake. I just cast a super-duper spell making me like Pinkie Pie!”

Mrs. Cake screamed in horror. “THERE’S TWO OF THEM NOW?!” She then fainted as Twilight offered her a hoof.

“Oh, there’s nothing to worry about,” Twilight said. “I'll be back to normal by tomorrow.”

Pinkie Pie bounced over and squealed. “If we only have a day with Party Twilight, let's set up a new personality party!”

Twilight hoof-bumped Pinkie Pie giggling. “I was just thinking the same thing, Pinkie! That sounds like a great idea!”

Then the two ponies started throwing streamers and balloons all over Sugarcube corner with the patrons just staring agape at the two.

Spike burst through the front doors with a scowl and yelled, “TWILIIIIIIIIIGHT!”

She stared blankly into his fire-filled eyes. “Yes, Spike?"

He stomped over in anger and shouted, “You need to come back to the library right now!” He stomped his foot down and pointed at it.

“You know you're being a party pooper, Spikey.” Twilight came over and cast a spell on him covering him in a clown suit with a squeaky horn in his claw. Twilight booped a big red nose on his face. “There! Now you're a party clown!”

“Hey!” Spike yelled, but Twilight very quickly stuffed his feet into a pair of oversized red shoes and everypony started laughing.

Twilight threw her hooves in the air and announced, “Alright, everypony! Let the Twilight-Has-A-New-Personality party begin!”

Twilight turned on a record and pulled the cloths off of the tables, making them vanish into thin air. With an open dancefloor, she started busting a move, tossing more and more party supplies all over the place.

"Wow, Twi-Pie! You're amazing!” Pinkie Pie caught a hat and some party favours and trotted up to her. “You’re a very good student, aren’t you?”

“Well maybe as long as Twilight stays in Sugarcube Corner things can't get any worse.” Spike tried to take off his clown shoes, but they seemed stuck in his clawed feet.

“C’mon, Spike! Let’s see if we can’t turn that little frown of yours upside down!” Pinkie pulled him off of the ground and put him on her back, bouncing him up and down as she skipped around the room.

She started dancing with him as he stumbled about in his clown suit.

“Pinkie! You need to listen!” He cried as he was forced into a tango with her. “We need to take this party back to the Golden Oaks Library “

Pinkie twirled him about and asked, “Why’s that, Spikey?”

“Because Twilight didn't want anypony to know she altered her personality.” Spike let go of her. “I was supposed to keep her at the library but she escaped. She made me a Pinkie Promise and everything.”

Pinkie gasped in shock and fell back onto her haunches. “So… she broke a Pinkie Promise?”

“Yeah. And she’s really starting to get out-of-hoof with it.” Spike pointed over to Twilight, who pulled out a punch bowl and guzzled the contents in seconds, producing a second one for the guests.

“Well… It might be a Pinkie Promise, but just look how much fun she's having...” She watched Twilight jump over and dance with another pony. “I know that it’s the fastest way to lose a friend and all, but is it really that bad when she’s having so much fun afterwards?”

“Pinkie, I’m not usually one to crash a party and all, but Twilight really needs my help right about now,” Spike said. “If Twilight’s not kept in check, she could do or say something that’d attract some unwelcome attention. Plus, I don’t wanna know what’d happen if Rarity and the others saw her like this.”

“Hmm... “ Pinkie rubbed her chin and idly swallowed one of the cupcakes Twilight had put out, processing everything she’d seen and heard. “I dunno, Spike. You’ve put me in a pretty kooky predicament. And I’m not talking about the good kinda kooky.”

“Please, Pinkie?” Spike made puppy-dog eyes and fluttered his brows. “Can you take this party back to the library for us?”

“Well…” She stared into Spike. “How could I say no to such a cute little face like yours? Alright, Spikey. It’ll be a bit hard, but I Pinkie Promise you that I’ll keep Twilight… mostly in check.”

“Thanks, Pinkie.” Spike put on a weak smile of his own. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’re welcome, Spikey-wikey.” Pinkie put on a determined face. “Now let’s get this party moving!”

Chapter 3 The crazy and mysterious Twily!

Sugarcube Corner went through a hasty transformation with Twilight’s party. In the back of the room, a table lined was with decorative cakes, soft drinks, and a small fountain with melted chocolate flowing from it. In the back of the cafe there was a life sized pony mannequin with a target on its rump surrounded by ponies who were trying to stick a tail on it while blindfolded. In the middle of the room was a dance party complete with a DJ.

Twilight Sparkle took a step away from the dancing to catch her breath. She then looked around at the ponies enjoying themselves and thought, Now… How can I make it even better?

She kept tapping a hoof on her chin, looking around as she mumbled to herself, “There has to be a way to make this party even better...” She strolled back and forth near the wall until a literal lightbulb flashed over her head, “I know! I’ll make ALL of Ponyville into a party!”

Pinkie Pie’s ears pricked up and her brow immediately began to sweat. She darted up to Twilight and stopped on the tips of her hooves. “No, Twilight. We can’t!”

Twilight pouted, “Why not, Senpie?”

Pinkie Pie giggled and bowed too as she explained, “Calm yourself, my young pupil. You don’t want to make other ponies angry, y’know? Not everypony wants a party.”

Twilight gave a sigh and hung her head. “Alright, Master Pinkie. I won’t go bouncing off. But we need to do something. I think this party is getting stale.”

Pinkie tapped her hoof to her chin. “Well, you like magic, right? Why not do some magic tricks?”

Twilight squealed. “That sounds like fun!

She bounced off and shot her horn near the right side of Sugarcube Corner, creating a stage with red curtains. Sparkles exploded all over it with with fog surrounding the base. Twilight then stood on top of her creation with a top hat and fake mustache.

“Now introducing... the mysterious Twilight Pie!” she announced, grabbing everyone’s attention in seconds. “Now you’ve all seen a rabbit pulled from a hat. But! Have you ever seen a pony pulled from a hat?”

Spike was anything but amazed as he turned to Pinkie. “Oh no… Pinkie, we have to stop her!”

Pinkie laughed and waved a hoof, “Oh, don't worry about it, Spikey. It's just a magic show! What could go wrong?”.

“Three… Two… One…” Spike counted down with his claws as Twilight began her little trick.

Fluttershy was walking down the road with a smile on her face. She was humming, thinking to herself, I finished all my chores early today. The baby bunnies were fed, I helped the new blue jays find nests, I even gave Angel a bath. Now I can finally see Twilight about borrowing a book on bears and aching muscles.

She then heard a loud explosionand squeaked, running off behind a statue of Celestia and peking over to Sugarcube Corner. She could hear Twilight and Pinkie shouting inside.

Fluttershy squeaked, “Wh...what’s going on in there? Is Twilight alright?”

But her train of thought was broken when a burst of energy burst through the shop and hit something behind her. Fluttershy turned to seeAngel standing in the middle of the road as a fancy looking waistcoat materialized over him with a monocle on his right eye and a pocket watch hanging from the aforementioned coat.

“Oh my…” Fluttershy gazed down at Angel’s new duds. “I didn’t realize it was one of Pinkie’s pet-dress-up days.”

Angel looked up and replied, “I dare say. What in the bloody hell happened to me?” In a very fancy Trottinghamian accent. “How is it that I can talk now?”

Fluttershy’s mouth dropped in shock and whispered “Angel are you okay?”

He looked up at Fluttershy with a smug grin. “Never better, my darling. I feel as if I'm a new bunny as one would say.”

Then a giant black hole opened beneath them and the two squeaked as they fell into the shadowy abyss, falling into a never ending darkness.

She kicked and flailed about, feeling an otherworldly fabric attach itself to her. Then, all of a sudden, the black void opened underneath her to reveal a blinding hole of light. She squeaked and tried to escape from the darkness but was suddenly thrusted out and plopped onto a stage in the middle of all the patrons in Sugarcube Corner.

The mare’s vision was blurry as she tried to gain her bearings. She heard laughter and mumbled, “Who’s that? Wh... Where am I?”

Twilight giggled as she bounded over. “Hey, Bunnyshy. Welcome to the show! I hope you like your new outfit.”

Fluttershy stunned seeing Twilight with her frazzled mane, top hat and a wand flying around her she just whispered “New outfit? And did you just call me Bunnyshy?

Twilight produced a hand mirror and giggled. “Yep! I think that name suits you for your new outfit take a look!”

Fluttershy nervously turned to see in the reflection of the hand mirror that she was wearing a black leotard with see through leggings dressed over her hind legs and white cuffs on her forelegs. A pair of thick black rabbit ears flopped over her head. She tried covering herself with her forelegs as her cheeks blushed bright red.

“Now introducing my new assistant, Bunnyshy!” Twilight announced again.

Fluttershy just stood there, flustered as the crowd began to give their applause.

“What in the hay am I wearing, Twilight?!” Fluttershy fought ferociously against her leotard, but found that it wouldn’t come off, no matter how much she tugged and bit it.

Twilight laughed and cooed, “Oh, what a funny bunny! It’s your outfit for helping me in my magic show!”

Fluttershy stopped trying to pull the leotard off and gazed around the crowd all who all stared deep into her soul and made her shake from head to hoof. A magic show?! What in the hay is going on?

She then tried to whisk her tail but only felt something slightly move behind her. She slowly looked towards her back end and almost tumbled onto her back at the sight. A tiny white fluffy ball of fur was now where her wavy pink tail was.

“What happened to my tail?!” She screamed.

Twilight giggled again. “Silly-billy! It's your poofy white bunny tail!”

Fluttershy squeaked, seeing everyone laugh at her. She blushed a violent shade of red, then saw Twilight using her magic to make her bow.

“OK. Enough of the bunny antics. For my second trick, I'll need my assistant’s help.” Twilight pulled a sheet off of a small black box with a question mark on it. “Now, Bunnyshy. Please get the box of mystery.”

Fluttershy blushed as she bounced across the stage with sweat dripping down her forehead. As much as she wanted to question Twilight about everything, she just decided to play along for the moment, as it was clear that she was having too much fun. She slowly pulled out a big purple box with Twilight's cutie mark on it and flipped it open.

“Thank you!” Twilight stretched the box out wide and tall using her horn. Once that was done, she pulled a black and white want out of the hat she had pulled Fluttershy out of and slipped it onto her head. “Now then, who’s the lucky volunteer, Bunnyshy?”

Fluttershy searched the room, watching the entire crowd erupt into a cacophony of chatter over it. Even Pinkie Pie was in the chaos, shaking her hooves as if she had been one of those inflatable tube ponies outside a shop.

“How about you. Uh…” Fluttershy idly waved her paw around the room until she finally closed her eyes and jabbed it at somepony. “Mrs. Cake?”

The big mare squeaked at the sound of her name being called. “Oh! You don’t mean me, dearie. I-I-I’m no good with crowds.”

Fluttershy just forced a chuckle, not knowing what to do in the heart of this madness. “Oh, I think you’ll have a ton of fun. Come up here.”

Mrs. Cake just shrugged. “Well... I guess some fun wouldn’t hurt.”

She slowly went up on stage as Fluttershy lead her to the giant purple box and settled her inside.

“Alright. Now, prepare yourselves, everypony. This first trick could be a little bit… dangerous.” Twilight used her magic to create one sword, but then cast another spell, turning that one sword into many more. “Watch as I shove a hundred swords through Mrs. Cake!”

The blades all slammed into the box one after another and the crowd gasped loudly, slamming their hooves to their face. Fluttershy herself went white as snow at the sight. “Did Twilight just... kill Mrs. Cake!?”

But then the door to the box burst wide open, with Mrs. Cake raspberry jam where the swords would have struck her. The swords themselves were almost non-existent, apart from the metal just barely poking through the box.

Mrs. Cake gave a little chuckle which quickly burst into a full-blown laugh. “That was fun!”

While Fluttershy took another moment to try and make sense of anything, the crowd holleredin approval of the trick. In the background, she could hear Twilight congratulating Mrs. Cake for taking on the trick.

Both of them gave a bow and waited patiently for the applause to die down before Twilight said, “We’re not done yet! Now it’s time for a challenge!” She illuminated her horn and conjured five pedestals into being, with some covers over them. “Now, Bunnyshy. Please reveal our little gifts.”

Still fazed and unclear about any of this, Fluttershy just did as Twilight said. It was obvious to her that this was some sort of crazy dream and she was going to wake up soon. She threw the covers off the pedestals, revealing five birthday cakes covered in bright pink frosting.

“Mrs. Cake. One of these birthday cakes is a lie,” said Twilight. “The rest are all really yummy. If you pick the bad cake, you get a prize! If not, you just get a delicious cake.”

“Can I ask what the prize is?” She was already checking all of the cakes Twilight and Fluttershy had revealed.

“Well, it’s a surprize!” Twilight laughed, but the only applause she got was from Pinkie Pie, who was also chuckling.

Spike just rolled his eyes. Ugh... I can’t believe she would make such a cheesy joke.

As Mrs. Cake came up to the row of cakes, she made extra careful to pay attention to all of the details. For if Twilight truly was like Pinkie Pie, then she would’ve put some “secret ingredients” into the cake.

“Hmm... I'll choose the middle one.” Mrs. Cake finally laid a hoof on it and it disintegrated into powder flakes on the stool.

“Sorry, Mrs. Cake. That one was the lie!” Twilight looked down at the mess of the former cake. “I had some help from Senpie over there to make that one.” She pointed towards Pinkie Pie, who waved back at her.

“You get…” Twilight lifted the other four cakes and used her magic to combine them all into a massive stack, with lots of edible sugar pillars holding them up. “My super-duper deluxe-sized fake-cake-finder cake!”

“It’s… very impressive, I must admit.” Mrs. Cake looked at the cake, which was now towering over her. “And it’s all for me?”

“Yes indeedy! Take it! It’s yours!” Twilight lifted Mrs. Cake off with her massive cake. “Because now, we’re running out of time, and I wanna show everypony the best trick yet!”

“What is she planning?” Spike leaned in closer to watch as Twilight pulled off one of Sugarcube Corner’s curtains and held it high above her.

“Since it’s time to say goodbye, what better way to do it than with an old classic?” Twilight poked her head through the curtains. “The disappearing act!”

“Disappearing act?!” Spike’s eyes bulged wide open. “Pinkie! We’ve gotta stop her!”

“Ooh… How is she gonna pull this off?” Pinkie Pie leaned in close to try and get a better angle of the trick.

“Pinkie…” Spike tugged at her coat as she got comfortable.

“Is she gonna throw the curtain up and disappear as it falls down, or is she gonna try and teleport with the curtain?” Pinkie’s eyes almost popped out of her head.

“Pinkie!” Spike whisper-yelled in her ears. “Twilight’s about to run away!”

“Oh! Now I get ya, spikey!” Pinkie watched Twilight throw the curtains up to the ceiling. “We gotta stop her! But how?”

“One…” Twilight watched the curtains fall down. “Two…” Her horn began to flare up. “Three!” She teleported right as the curtains fell, leaving nothing behind as the fabric and metal bar it hung from crashed to the ground.

The crowd just stared in amazement at the blank space where Twilight was, but Pinkie and Spike’s looks were quite different. The two of them tumbled onto the stage and tried to find any semblence of Twilight, but there was none to be found.

“Oh no…” Spike looked outside and caught a brief glimpse of Twilight as she ran off down one of Ponyville’s paths. “She got away.”

“Where do you think she went off to, Spikey?” Pinkie planted herself against the window and looked out for the tiniest smidgen of Twilight.

“I don’t know! And the worst part is, her spell doesn’t even wear off until tomorrow!” He brought his claws to his teeth. “What are we gonna do?

Chapter 4: Sweet Apple Corner

Applejack was groggily trying to sell apples on her stand one sunny afternoon and was having little success. She was laying on a bench, watching ponies walk by without even giving her stand a tiny glance.

“Get ya apples! Fresh apples here!” She called out to the town, in a last-ditch attempt, but that too bore no fruits.

She groaned, watching a group of ponies stare for a few seconds, then walk away What a terrible day for sales... I wonder why nopony wants apples?

Before she could say anything else, Twilight Sparkle bounced up to her and vaulted over the stand of apples. “Hey, Applejack! How ya doin’!?” She proclaimed, making Applejack topple onto her flanks.

Applejack eyed the purple coated unicorn and asked, “What are ya doin here, Twilight? Looking to buy some apples?”

Twilight laughed and threw her a few bits, swiftly swiping away one of Applejack’s apples. She bit a huge chunk out and nodded. “It’s good… but not sweet enough. Maybe we should dip it in caramel.”

“Well, I’m sure ya can do that yerself, Twilight.” Applejack nodded. “And if ya can’t, Granny Smith wouldn’t mind makin’ ya somthin’.”

“It’s okay. I brought my own jar!” Twilight then pulled one full of caramel out of her mane and dipped the apple in it, before eating the entire thing whole. “Mmm… Delicious!”

“Oookay?” Applejack just stood there watching as Twilight continued to use her mane to wipe her face up. “So, what are ya doing here, Twilight?”

“Oh, just trying to liven things up a little,” she smiled nonchalantly. “Say. How about instead of selling boring old apples, why not sell caramel apples! Candy apples! Apple fritters! You’d make loads!”

Applejack just rolled her eyes. ”Well, we just sell our apples as they are. Ya can do whatever ya like with them, but only after you buy them.”

Twilight, mind brimming with possibilities, shot a blast of magic that turned the cart into a little carnival hut with a red and white striped tent. A deep fryer materialized, and then all the apples turned into apple pies, apple fritters, and some were now covered in caramel or a sweet red candy coating.

“Twilight?! What in the hay are ya doing?!” Applejack snarled. “Change it back!”

But Twilight wasn’t paying attention and instead tapped a hoof to her chin. “Now we need to attract some customers....”

Applejack started pawing the ground with her face glowing red. Steam billowed out of her nose. “You need to turn everything back to normal right now, Twilight! This isn’t funny!”

Twilight pouted, crossing her forelegs. “I’m just trying to help. You should be more appreciative of what I’m doing. I’m your friend, aren’t I?”

The scents of the carnival-esque stand finally caught the attention of Bonbon, who slowly came up and asked, “Applejack? You’re selling caramel apples now?”

Applejack wanted to argue, but Twilight just sat there and gave her large puppy-dog eyes. ”I guess…”

Applejack slowly got behind her stand and sold Bonbon a few of them, with other ponies slowly starting to come by, following the scents of sweets and fried food. Twilight smirked, seeing Applejack now busy with all her new customers, then turned to Big Mac bringing in another load of apples on a wagon.

Twilight got a devilish look. Excellent timing, Big Mac. We definitely need more apples now that we’ve got all these customers... Twilight then bounced by the red coated stallion and asked, “Hey, Big Mac! Are you helping to sell the harvest today?”

Big Mac gave a nod and a simple, “Eeyup.”

Twilight turned to the apples and lit her horn Big Mac squeaked at the large blast of magic turned all the apples into pastries and sweets. His mouth dropped and he whimpered, “wh..what did you do?”

“Oh, just got them ready to order, Big Mac!” She lit her horn and teleported the barrels of sweet apples to Applejack’s tent. “Now let’s get you outfitted for you new job!”She lit her horn and dressed him in a white and red pinstripe suit with a red bow tie, complete with a straw hat and cane.

Before he could say or do anything else, his legs were magically manipulated into dancing through Twilight’s magic. He wanted to try and resist, but her magic was far too strong for him.

“Now you go on and advertise!” Twilight gleefully whisked him out to the streets, still commanding his every move. Applejack’s gonna be so happy. She’ll be rolling in bits by the time we’re done here. Actually, what’s it like to roll on bits? Maybe I should go to the bank and find out...

Back at Sugarcube Corner, Spike—who was still wearing his ridiculous clown costume—was climbing up on Pinkie Pie’s back.

“Pinkie! We’ve gotta get going!” Spike tugged her neck as Pinkie was finishing cleaning up after the party. “If we can’t stop Twilight, who knows what could happen?”

“Well, if I know me, and I think I do know me, then Twi-Pie’ll wanna do whatever it is that I usually do on a regular Sunday like this.” Pinkie grinned. “Try and help Applejack out with her stall.”

“Then what are we waiting for?!” Spike sat atop Pinkie and held on tight. “Yah, Pinkie! Yah!” He kicked her back, prompting Pinkie to make a horse noise before dashing out.

Angel sat at a table with a cup of tea and small pastries surrounding him. “What’s their rush anyways?” He caught a glimpse of Pinkie and Spike dashing out before he went back to his drink. He sipped his tea and then spat it out. “Mr. Cake, this tea was atrocious! Fetch me another cup, posthaste!”

“Uh, right away, sir.” Mr. Cake slinked back into the kitchen.

Twilight was hopping back from town square to see the line stretching far from Applejack’s little hu. The workload was so much that she even had Caramel assisting with handling orders. Twilight came over to Applejack, who was sweating buckets from frying apples and chirped, “How’s it going, Applejack?”

Applejack wiped the sweat from her brow and grumbled. “Busy, Twilight! But I sure am happy we are getting loads of customers!” She dunked another load of apples into the fryer. “My family’s gonna sleep well tonight!” She then slammed a plate full of apple fritters to a customer. ”There! Ten apple fritters!”

The stallion took the plate, blushing as he quickly ran off with his treat.

“Hmm…” Twilight tapped a hoof to her chin. “Business is going well, but… I think that you need a better look and personality for this job.”

Applejack didn’t even turn back towards her. “Twilight, I thank ya for helpin’ me sell my stuff but I’m fine. I don’t need your magic anymore. Heck, I don’t understand what’s gotten into ya!”

The unicorn lit her horn up anyways, and Applejack began growing pudgier and now bore a resemblance to Mrs. Cake, complete with a pink apron tied around her belly and a small pink bonnet tied around her head. She tried to fight against it, but all that came out of her mouth was, “Here you go, sweetheart. One apple pie.” She shuffled her apron, adjusting it blushing, “What the heck happened to me?”

Twilight squealed, clopping her hooves together, “See, Applejack? That’s how it’s done! Soon you’ll be able to have enough bits for rebuilding the farm. And maybe even getting a new hip for Granny Smith!”

“Twilight…” Applejack’s teeth seemed to grind. “I’m REALLY not comfortable like this.”

Twilight rolled her eyes. “Oh, this’ll only be for a little bit. So enjoy yourself! Have fun! Make yourself something to and enjoy the fruits of your labor! Literally!” Twilight threw confetti out of her hooves. “Heck, you and Big Mac bucked all those apples. I just transformed them!”

“Yeah, but magic ain’t really our style…” Applejack felt like she had been forced into the situation and that there was no way out. “What is wrong with you today? Ya’ll definitely ain’t yourself today…”

“Oh, there’s nothing wrong with me, Applejack.” Twilight gave her a big, goofy grin. “I’m still the loveable-huggable, partyable Pinkie Pie! I mean, Twilight! I mean, Pinkie Twi! No! I mean—”

“Alright. Now I’m convinced something’s wrong with you.” Applejack trotted over and held Twilight down. “What’s. Going. On?”

“Was it something I said?” Twilight gave a little blush as Applejack stood over her.

Pinkie Pie and Spike came galloping fmo Sugarcube Corner towards the Apple Family’s stand in Ponyville. What they weren’t expecting was a massive crowd, gathering around to taste the confections.

Pinkie Pie saw the line and let out a huge gasp. “Twilight made another Sugarcube Corner!” If there was any other super-awesome-licious day like today, Pinkie didn’t know about it yet. “I’m so proud of my student…” Tears began to form in her eye. “In just one day, the student has become the master!”

Spike rubbed his eyes at the crowd outside of Applejack’s tent. “There’s so many ponies! We could never get through all of them!”

“Applejack… Let’s just talk about this, okay?”

Both Pinkie Pie and Spike watched as Twilight and her transformed Applejack came out of it. Twilight was backing up while the pudgy pink Applejack stepped forward, with a fire in her eyes that spelt trouble for the pony who’d crossed her.

“Ah can agree with the business and the sales and all of the other stuff. But you wanna turn me into a giant pink pony and then call yourself Pinkie Pie, then I start to snap.” Applejack punched her front hooves together. “Ya’ll have a few seconds before I get the others on you.”

“Well… My senpie’s in Sugarcube Corner with Spikey-Wikey, Fluttershy’s a mouse, and I haven’t seen Rarity or Rainbow Dash today yet, but it’s totally on my to-do list.” Twilight quickly listed off, then had to use teleportation magic to avoid Applejack tackling her to the ground. “By the way, thanks for reminding me, Applejack!” Once she rematerialized, she bolted off down another road.”

“Applejack!” Spike quickly ran over, but tripped over his massive shoes and landed underneath her chest. “What did she do to you?”

“I could say the same for you, Spike…” Applejack couldn’t take her eyes off of the clown attire. “Why are ya dressed up as a rodeo clown?”

“Ugh! It’s not like I like this kinda stuff, alright?!” Spike furiously breathed fire on the clothes, evaporating them in seconds. “Anyway, Twilight’s going crazier and crazier since she cast that spell on herself. We wanna try and catch her, but I don’t know how we’re gonna be able to catch her!”

“Yeah! She’s like me, only she can teleport all over the place!” Pinkie Pie trotted over as well. “As much as I’d love a super-duper teleporting trick like that, this joke about Twilight being a copypony is really starting to get old…”

“Copypony?” Applejack lifted a brow, but it felt less serious given the form she had been roped into.

“I’ll explain on the way. For now, we’ve gotta stop her!” Spike turned his gaze towards the road Twilight had run down. “If we don’t, she’ll turn all of Ponyville into one giant playground!”

“Which, although it would be a fun-tacular place, wouldn’t really be the best for some ponies…” Pinkie pulled Spike onto her back again. “Come on, Applejack! Let’s catch me!”

“Hear, hear!” Applejack threw off the apron and tried to limber herself up. “Ah’m not spending the rest of the day like this!”

Together, the group of free darted down the road, leaving Big Mac and Applebloom to handle the stall together. They didn’t even notice that they were gone, as their full attention was being commanded by the customers at the stand, who were shovelling buckets of bits in their face for the candied treats on display.

Chapter 5: A Lesson on foals

Twilight bounced along, humming to herself as she passed by the schoolhouse. She saw Cheerilee teaching while her students all took notes. The crazy purple unicorn giggled to herself. “Oh, this place looks boring. I think it needs a makeover.”

She bursted into the class as Cheerilee was in the middle of a lesson, nearly interrupting her with the door slamming against the wall.

“Now, Pi is three point one four.” Cheerilee was tapping on the blackboard.

To that, Twilight just gave a little chuckle, catching the eyes of everyone. “Nope. It’s actually three point one four one five nine two six five! And it just goes on and on and on and on and on!”

Cheerilee gave Twilight a slightly evil glare for her barging into the class unannounced. “Twilight? What are you doing?”

“Well, not a whole lot really. I was just wondering what you were doing.” She gave Cheerilee a little grin. “So, what’re you doing?”

The class burst into small fits of giggles as Cheerilee gave Twilight another light glare and grit her teeth. “As you can see, I’m teaching.”

Twilight clopped her hooves in excitement “Oh! What about?”

Cheerilee didn’t even try to argue with her anymore. It was clear that she wasn’t listening. “I’m teaching grade school math. But... I doubt you need a lesson.”

Twilight laughed. “Nope! I’m totally fine. But I think you all need a lesson in fun!”

Cheerilee lifted her brows and stepped towards her. “Twilight? Are you okay? You’re acting strange.”

Twilight laughed again, snorting slightly. “Nope! I’m fine! And my name isn’t Twilight, it’s Pinkie Pie, silly filly.”

While the class ended up laughing at the apparent silliness, Cheerilee just stepped up to Twilight’s beaming face. “Okay, Twilight, I’m going to go find your friends right away. I think something’s DEFINITELY wrong.”

“No siree! I’m completely fine and dandy like yummy candy!” Twilight illuminated her horn and wiggled her body in preparation for a spell. “And don’t you worry, Cheerilee. I totally got this.”

With a powerful blast of light, Twilight fired a beam of light at Cheerilee. It took an immense amount of concentration from her for the spell she was doing, but it finally paid off as she shrunk Cheerilee down into a filly and put her in a bright, frilly dress.

”Wha—” she stuttered “—what did you dress me in!?”

“Your new super-duper Twilight-Pie school uniform!” Twilight turned to the other fillies and shot more bolts, just giving them all dresses and silly clothes. “Just wanna make sure everyone else is on the same page as you.”

With everyone dressed in the frilly and foalish attire, Twilight levitated a pouting Cheerilee into an empty desk and made sure that she was sitting comfortably.

“There we go. And now, I hereby declare the Twilight-Pie school of super-duper sillyness and fun open for business!” She conjured up a ruler and started to tap on the board, before using a chalk to write F.U.N in big purple letters. “Now, F is for foals. And we need to think more like how a foal does; everything new and different and with a whole lot of possibilities!”

Scootaloo crossed her hind hooves and whined. “But Twilight, We’re not babies.”

Twilight smiled. ”I’m not saying you are. I’m just saying we should think like babies…” She turned to see a cyan color coated pegasus with a rainbow mane trailing behind zooming through the air. “Now, you see Rainbow Dash there?”

Scootaloo nodded slowly. “Yeah! That’s Rainbow Dash alright!”

“Well, check this out…” Twilight’s horn glowed once again.

Rainbow Dash was flying along when a blast of magic hit her and threw off her pattern entirely. She squeaked, seeing as she started to zigzag randomly through ponies, who all ducked and jumped out of the way of her erratic flying.

”Hey! Stop that, wings!” Rainbow shouted to her inanimate, yet uncontrollable wings.

As she slammed onto the ground, she saw stars twirling around her head. When Rainbow started to recover from the impact, she felt some new clothes on her coat; more specifically, a rainbow striped suit with huge buttons and a baggy lower half. She slowly raised a hoof to her nose and felt something squeak when she pushed it. “Wh-what in the hay? Am I a clown?!”

She then heard a huge burst of laughter and turned to a bunch of foals inside the schoolhouse staring at her through the windows.

“Now, class as you see I turned Rainbow Dash as a clown. Simple magic, but still great fun.” Twilight explained with a smile. “What do you think?”

Rainbow Dash growled and burst through the classroom doors. “Twilight! What in the heck did you do to me?!”

Twilight giggled and gave a playful shrug. “Yeah, sorry about that. I was just demonstrating fun to the class!” She bounced back over to the board. “Now, it’s time for the next lesson!”

She wrote down the infinity symbol in chalk and then proceeded to cast a number of different quickfire spells on Rainbow Dash, turning her into a number of different professions one after the other. She was a clown, a cake baker, a ballerina, a breakdancer, and much more before she was finally turned back into regular old Rainbow Dash.

“H-hey! Stop it!” Rainbow Dash cried out before she was blasted back into the clown outfit by Twilight. She didn’t even have time to think as Twilight conjured up juggling pins for her hooves and a ball under her feet.

Twilight’s laughter became more and more insane. “Well done! Well done!” She turned to the fillies and colts. “That was your second lesson, class. Never assume!”

Scootaloo gulped as she whispered, “What does that mean?”

Twilight said, “It's simple. Never assume what you see. Rainbow Dash may look like a clown but that doesn’t mean she can’t do other things.” Her horn lit up and Rainbow Dash squeaked as her suit disappeared again and she was back in the ballerina costume. She stared at it in horror and snarled, “What in the actual hay, Twilight!?”

She was then forced to twirl with some nudging from Twilight’s magic. Unable to fight against the will of a pony like her with Pinkie Pie’s mind, Rainbow just ended up pouting as Twilight played around with her body.

“Okay, seriously, Twilight can you just turn me back to normal now?” Rainbow finally grumbled as Twilight stopped.

Scootaloo squeaked “Yeah, Twilight this is so uncool! I want the old Rainbow Dash back!”

“I’m not Twilight, silly filly.” Twilight patted Scootaloo’s hair down her eyes and mouth. “I’m Twilight Pie! Pinkie Pie mind, Twilight Sparkle body! The best kinds of fun!”

“Okay, Twilight. You’ve gone way too far!” Scootaloo hopped off of her chair. “I’m gonna get your friends and we’re gonna turn you back to—”

“Nuh-uh-uh!” Twilight pushed Scootaloo back gently. “I think you need a change in perspective.”

Yet another shot from her horn regressed Scootaloo into a two year old foal and poofed a pair of wonderbolt pull-ups onto her. Scootaloo’s eyes were now full of wonder as she quickly came to from the magic.

“So coow!” Her eyes widened as she tried standing up. “I tiny now!”

Twilight chortled again, bounding away from the toddler. “Now that we have that settled, are we all clear that we like the new Rainbow Dash?”

While most of the class nodded in fear, Sweetie Belle just mimicked Scootaloo and confronted Twilight head-on

“Hey! You can’t turn my friend into a toddler!” She ranted.

Twilight scoffed and threw a hoof. ”Oh, she’s fine. Right, Scootaloo?”

Scootaloo was just eyeing Rainbow Dash. “I wana be wike hew when I gwow up. She pwetty...”

Sweetie Belle stomped her hooves. “Okay, Twilight, stop it! You’re not supposed to be using magic like this!”

Twilight turned to the white coated filly with a smirk. “How would you know? Did you get a degree from magic kindergarten?”

Sweetie Belle just stared at Twilight in disbelief.”What!? No? I’m terrible at magic!”

Twilight then lit her horn up for the umpteenth time that day. “Well, you never know. I think you need a few lessons before you can tell me what I can or can't do with my magic.”

Sweetie Belle was the next victim of her toddler transformation magic, with a frilly pink dress and a pink pull-up wrapped around her body.

“Hey! Stop tat!” She wailed as Twilight lifted her up onto the desk.

“Y’know, Sweetie Belle, magic isn’t all that bad, really. Even as a foal, you’ll still have some control over it.” Twilight cooed. “Now go on, use your magic to play with the paint here.” She created some tiny jars of it and set them out before Sweetie Belle with a set of brushes.

Sweetie belle tried to resist but her mind quickly went to mush as she lifted up the brushes and started smearing the paint all over the paper.

Cheerilee looked busy writing notes, but in reality, she was just sending a distress message, making sure that Twilight wasn’t paying any attention. Though, she looked down at what she wrote and did a hoofpalm seeing her hoof writing was barely legible making out, “pwease hewp Twily is cwazy!”

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon burst into laughter at the sight of the chaos. Twilight was creating, mostly directed to the crusaders that she had regressed.

“Look at the little babies!” Silver called out.

Twilight turned to the two of them and gave them a cold stare. “They’re not foals. Just two-year olds. Totally different thing. Besides, even if they were why would you be mean to them?”

Diamond Tiara’s grin quickly dissipated as Twilight stared into the filly’s eyes and her friend. “Wait we weren’t trying to be mean we were just saying she looks like a baby.”

Twilight’s face still remained as hauntingly happy as ever. “Okay. Well, two good fillies shouldn’t be rude.” She ignited her horn once more and cast another spell on the two rich fillies, transforming them down into foals in thick white diapers who were suckling on pacifiers. The foals both gurgled gibberish, as if trying to say something but couldn’t. “And like they say, It’s better to be babies than to get called babies.”

Both of the rich babies quickly set into their new mindsets and crawled off, sucking the pacifiers every step as they looked for fun things to do. They were eventually put in a pen Twilight materialized and started playing with the toys inside.

Apple Bloom took the opportunity to run towards the door but Twilight lifted her back in with magic. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Apple Bloom gulped. “Ain’t it recess yet, Twilight?”

“As much as I’d love it to be, no. It’s not.” Twilight just curled her tail up. “You sure you weren’t trying to sneak off?”

Apple Bloom felt sweat dripping down her forehead. “Uh…no! Just need, uh... some fresh air!”

”Okie dokie lokie!” Twilight accepted the excuse. “But first, we better make sure you’re well suited to go out by yourself.“ She transformed Apple Bloom’s bow into a wide wicker sun hat and crafted a fancy dress over her coat. “Oh! Can't go out without some shoes.” Twilight put some small pink booties onto Applebloom’s feet.

”Bu..but I’m not a foal...” She then noticed a pink pull-up underneath her dress and blushed, shoving the dress down as Twilight shrank her down to the size of the other Crusaders.

“Oh, you’re not foals. Just little toddlers.” Twilight picked the two-year old filly up, along with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, and placed them all in the playpen with baby Diamond and baby Silver. “Now, you all play nicely while I go to Rarity’s. A super-de-duper fun idea just popped in my head!” She walked over to Cheerilee, who finally finished the help letter and hid it away. “Well, Cheerilee? I think you can take over from here.”

“Really? Just like that?” Cheerilee asked.

Twilight nodded. ”Yep! Just one more spell and we’ll have you back to normal...”

With what could only be described as a cavalcade of colours and chaos, Twilight bathed the entire room in a storm of magic, feeling very light-headed and dizzy once she was finished. But it was all worth it for her. Miss Cheerilee and Rainbow Dash were back to normal and butt naked again, but everything else had changed drastically. The classroom was now a nursery room, with bright cartoons all over the walls as well as numbers and letters hanging above the blackboard. The desks had all been transformed into toys and other foalish stuff, with a pair of changing tables for some of the younger children. As for the children themselves, they were between month-old and two years of age, all wearing pull-ups and frilly clothes as they toddled and gurgled around the room, playing with whatever they could find.

“There we go! Now, I really gotta dash, Cheerilee.” Twilight wobbled as she made it towards the door. “Rarity could use some help from a super-bestie like me! You just keep teaching the kids F.U.N. until I get back, alright? Thanks!” And she shut the door and bolted off down the road to her next stop; Carousel Boutique.

The three fillies all looked at each other with wide eyes before they went back to playing with their toys. Despite them all being friends and that Twilight was in the wrong, the thrill and feel of being young again was too overwhelming for them all to resist. They, along with everyone else in the room, was just playing giddily without a single care in the world.

Spike, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack were running by the school when the cubby farm mare paused to take a breath. She turned to see a group of small foals babbling and playing with toys. She then noticed a peculiar little yellow coated filly wearing a adorable little dress with a cute bonnet. Applejack was so taken by the child with a strange motherly instinct that filled the chubby mare with maternal love. She burst into the classroom ran over and hugged the little foal squealing, “oh you're adorable! Yes you are ! Yes you are!”

Apple Bloom wiggled about and grunted “Abbwejack its ya sissy Abbwe Boom! Pwease wet go!”

Applejack blushed realising how crazy that was slowly placed the filly down as she apologized. “Sorry sugarcube I haven' been acting .”

Apple Bloom pushed her dress down then looked up with a pleading look and cried, “Dun wowwie about tat Abbwejack! Twiwight made evewyting crazy at school and ya gots ta stop her!”

“Where’d she go?” Spike asked coming near Applejack’s side.

Apple Bloom tried to squeeze through the bars, but couldn’t. Not that she could even go anywhere with her regressed body. The filly grunted, “She wen ta Wawity’s!”
As everyone looked out to the rest of the schoolhouse, they saw all of the damage that had been done. All of the students idly playing with foal toys and taken with their new young bodies. As all of it sank into Applejack, Pinkie Pie and Spike’s minds, their jaws all slammed against the floor so hard that it sent shockwaves up through their bodies and made them wince and recoil.

“You have got to be kidding me!” Spike cried out at the chaos.

“Tell me about it.” Cheerilee yawned as she walked towards the group with foals crying and having a fit on her back with a diaper stuck in her mane. The mare looked like she had pulled an all-nighter as she bowed down in front of them and pleaded, “Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Spike. You’ve gotta help me! Twilight’s gone completely crazy!”

“I’m already ahead of you!” Spike shouted as he ran into the distance, leaving nothing but dust in his wake. “Twilight’s not gonna touch Rarity if I’ve got anything to say about it!”

“I agree!” Pinkie Pie turned back to Cheerilee. “Twilight’s sure acting like me, but all this stuff isn’t fun at all. I’d at least ask them if they wanted to do all this, not just force it on them!”

Rainbow Dash nodded as she put a regressed Rumble strapped in a thick diaper drooling and clapping his hooves down in a playpen letting him chew on a foam cloud. “Yeah! We should stop her now, before she totally loses it!”

Cheerilee shuffled her hooves around watching a baby Snips and Snails whining as they fought over a rattle. She rolled her eyes simply bent down and shoved pacifiers in their mouths.

“As much as I agree with all of you, I have to stay here…”

She pointed out all of the toddlers and babies Twilight had made of her class. “It’s just not right to leave children unsupervised; especially not like this.”

The Cutie Mark Crusaders all raise their hooves up towards Pinkie and Rainbow Dash, wiggling them innocently.

Scootlaoo bounced up and down. “Hey, teachew? Can we go with hew? We weawwy wana have fun!”

Sweetie Belle nodded as she twirled about. “Yeah! I wana show Wawity my pwetty dwess!”

Cheerilee just felt her heart melt as she rubbed their bellies and picked them out of the pen and onto Pinkie and Rainbow’s backs. “Okay. Well, you all can find Twilight at Rarity’s.”

They then all squealed as they held on tight to Rainbow and Pinkie.

“Hey look I’m no foalsitter!" Rainbow Dash shouted as Rumble hugged the Cyan coated pegasus's leg making the other mares smirk. Rainbow Dash slowly pushed the foal away as she blushed, "I only helped Rumble because he’s Thunderlane’s brother."

Applejack rolled her eyes and took the foals off of her back. “Dash, you fly on ahead. We’ll catch up. If ya see Twilight, pin her down, Fast!"

Rainbow Dash saluted and shot off towards Carousel Boutique in a flash, leaving a faint trail of her mane behind her.

“C’mon, kids.” Pinkie patted the young crusaders’ heads. “We’ve gotta stop my student before she goes totally bonkers! Not that being bonkers is a bad thing, but knowing Twilight and her love of those books, it’s totally wrong for her.”

The crusaders all giggled and nodded, holding onto the necks of both earth ponies as they started on their run towards Carousel Boutique, Rarity, and if they were lucky, Twilight.

Chapter 6: A Filly's imagination

Rarity was humming, working on a white wedding dress that hung on one of her bigger ponyquins. She was lost deep in inspiration, sewing gems, lace, and various other bits and pieces which shone brightly in the light of her store.

“Hmm…” Rarity tapped a hoof to her chin, eyeing up the dress one more time. “Something’s missing, but I can’t seem to place my hoof on what it is...”

Then out of nowhere, Twilight burst through the door, shouting, “Rarity! I need your help!”

Rarity eyed Twilight, noticing her frazzled and curly mane immediately. “Darling, what’s wrong? And what happened to your mane?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” Twilight bounded over to Rarity, her hair shaking and shifting with every jump. “But I need your help. I need a dress for Celestia! I need the most Pinkie-Pie-style, frilliest, pink dress you have!”

Rarity just cocked a brow at the request. “Twilight? I’m almost certain that something’s not right with you.” She tried patting and styling Twilight’s hairstyle, but it always poofed back to Pinkie’s curls. “Yes. There it is. Your hair is an absolute mess, darling! We simply NEED to give you a makeover. Stat!”

Twilight groaned and rolled her eyes, pushing Rarity away before she could start working. “No! We don’t have time for that! This super-duper Pinkie Pie body is gonna turn back to boring, stuffy old Twilight by tonight; and Princess Celestia won’t even get to see it!” She slammed her hooves on the ground like a whining child.

Rarity tapped a hoof on her chin. "Well… I don’t know much about this Pinkie Pie body you’re talking about, Twilight. But if it’s important, then I suppose I could make a speed-sewn dress...” She then looked up at Twilight and the ponyquins. “But first, I would need to know her height and other measurements.”

Twilight rolled her eyes and blew a raspberry out of her mouth. “Oh, that’s easy."

She turned her attention to one of Rarity’s ponyquins and shot tendrils of light out of her horn. It surrounded the lifeless stand and made it grow into the size of the princess with a large set of foam wings and plastic horn with rainbow coloured fabric shooting out from the neck.

“There. How’s that?” Twilight asked, her tail wagging.

Rarity eyed up the ponyquin and the adjustments that Twilight had made to it once the magic died down. The way that the wings glinted in the light that shimmered down from the ceiling, the horn’s colours, all perfectly shown off in a perfect rainbow pattern; and the general measurements of the ponyquin that accurately represented Celestia’s height, size, and even chest area.

“Well… That was something.” Rarity cocked a brow at the sight of the alicorn ponyquin. “But, I guess I can’t pass up the offer now, can I?”

Twilight let out a massive squeal and bounced on the spot. “Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!”

Time had passed, and Rarity was now deep in her work on the alicorn ponyquin, trying her hardest to appeal to Twilight’s desires. She looked at different colours and textures, then brushed her hooves over them to see which one felt the most comfortable. Fashion was a key element of her success, but she never wanted her guests to feel uncomfortable at the same time.

“Rarity…” Twilight moaned and groaned, shifting around in her seat as she twiddled her front hooves. “This is taking FOREVER! When’s the dress gonna be ready?”

Rarity looked up from her work and gave a little glare. “Twilight. I can’t rush this. I’ve never worked on alicorn clothing before, so it might be a few days before this dress is finished.”

Twilight whined. “Days?! I can’t wait that long!” And she shot Rarity with a time spell as she rushed through everything like a movie on fast forward, until a sparkling beautiful dress draped the alicorn ponyquin.

Rarity was finally freed from the speed spell and stretched her hooves to the design. “What do you think, Twilight? Is it up to your standards?"

Twilight only took one look at the design before she groaned and scoffed. “Ugh. Too pretty and boring.”

Rarity cocked a brow at Twilight. “What? But it’s a masterpiece! How could you say that? What am I missing?”

Twilight came over and sighed, facehoofing at the design. “I said it needs to be pink and poofy. like something from a fairy tale.”

Rarity crossed her arms. “Twilight. Princess Celestia is a full-grown mare. Not a filly. You can’t expect me to make children’s clothes for someone as regal as that, can you?”

“Actually, I can. But first, I think it’s time we get rid of all that stuff and fluff in your head.” Twilight began to charge up another one of her spells. “You need to think more like a filly, not an adult.”

She shot Rarity with a beam of energy and she shrank into a school filly in a frilly dress and a big pink bow in her mane. Rarity blinked briefly and rubbed her eyes at the gorgeous dress, then squeaked. “You’re right, Twilight. It needs to more pink and glittery, with lots and lots of gems all over it!”

Twilight rubbed her hooves together with a giddy, yet mischievous grin plastered on her face. “Alright, Rarity. Let’s get to it!”

Rarity nods as she got out a pink crayon and glue, as well as a jar of glitter and started going over her previous sketches. She scribbled out the original design with the crayons. “The dress needs to be pink and frilly like a pretty princess. Just like you said, Twilight.”

As she started scribbling over the sketch, Twilight was already one step ahead of her. With another, less powerful beam of light, she zapped the dress already on the ponyquin and slowly transformed it into a hot pink color.

Rarity turned towards the light of the magic and dropped her jaw. “Oh my... Twilight? How did that happen!?”

Twilight just giggled. “Oh, it’s nothing. Just some magic. But I don’t wanna have all the fun. What do you think we should add? You’re very creative.”

Rarity beamed from ear to ear. “Ooh! Ooh! I know!” She gathered some materials together to make white frills and applied them to the dress. Already, it looked a lot more poofy, but that was only the beginning. “Hmm… It’s good, but it needs to be prettier!” She started by tying a big bow in the back of the dress. Then she made the sleeves bubbly and gathered some silver horseshoes for the feet of the ponyquin. Finally, she finished her revised masterpiece by sprinkling glitter all over before taking one last look at her masterpiece. “Yay! We’re done!”

Twilight circled the dress, checking all of the individual pieces and sleeves before nodding in approval. “Well done, Rarity! We’re good to go!”

Rarity cheered and clapped her hooves together as Twilight took the dress up in her magic, walking off towards the wall in the corner of the room.

“Now, Rarity. As much as I’d love to have a super-duper awesome test run of this dress, I REALLY need to get this dress over to Canterlot fast!”

“Oh. Okay! But, is there another dress I can decorate?” Rarity asked, lifting a brow.

“Hmm…” Twilight examined every one of the dresses in the room before her eyes caught one plain dress by the door. “How about that one? It looks super ugly and drab. Let’s see how much you can glitter it! And add some gems all over it! Make it really sparkle!”

Rarity giggled and ran to the dress with bags filled with paint and sprinkles. “I wanna make it into a flower dress! With all every single pretty pink flower there is.”

“Go for it! In the meantime, I’ve got to get Celestia fitted for her new roles.” Twilight opened up a portal and pushed the ponyquin through it, before walking through herself. “See you soon, Rarity! Hope you’ve got more pink and pretty stuff when I get back!”

“I’ll try!” Rarity was already playing with the dress when Twilight vanished through the collapsing portal, splattering paint all over the white satin. She even started humming to herself as the paint went all over her coat as well as the dress.

Spike barrelled through the door, violently slamming it against the wall as he breathed heavily. Hobbling in, he fell to the ground, his energy all expended after his long run from the schoolhouse. “Rarity? Twilight? Are any of you here?”

Rainbow Dash shot in next, the powerful winds she brought with her threw all of the other ponyquins around the room and smashed them against the wall. The loud noise made Rarity yelp and jump from her work.

Applejack and Pinkie were last, carrying the Cutie Mark Crusaders on their backs. They gently reached back and sat the three toddlers on the ground, who were all sucking on their hooves in content, cooing and smiling as they coated their hooves in drool.

“Twilight! Come on out!” Applejack called, lowering her brows as she stomped on ahead. “You can’t hide from us!”

“Yeah, Twilight. Listen to your Senpie! This isn’t gonna make anyone happy!” Pinkie stood by Applejack’s side and curled her tail up. “I’m super wacky and fun-loving, yeah, but I don’t force fun on other ponies!”

“Oh, Twilight’s not here.” Rarity wobbled away from the ponyquin she had been working on and approached Applejack, Pinkie, and the Cutie Mark Crusaders. “Can I help you with anything?”

“Huh?” Spike looked towards the filly Rarity. And the second it all began to sink in, his eyes bulged out of his head as he scrambled back on his claws and feet. “Rarity?! What happened to you?!”

“She a fiwwy! Wike us!” Scotaloo pulled her hoof out and giggled, wobbling onto her backside. “New fwiend!”

“Yay!” Sweetie added, sinking further and further into a toddler’s mindset. “Me wike new fwiends!”

“Alright, that does it!” Applejack snarled and pulled her bonnet off of her head. “Twilight’s gotta be stopped. No excuses, no bargains, and no feeling sorry for her neither! This has gone far enough!”

“Yeah.” Rainbow Dash looked down at the four fillies, then eyed up the paint on the dresses and the generalized mess in the room. “Rarity would never make a mess of her dresses. And even then, she doesn’t just leave them messy! Twilight’s really gonna get it once we fix that stupid spell of hers…”

“Why do you wanna hurt Twilight? She’s so nice.” Rarity waddled up to Rainbow Dash with wide eyes. “She made me and all of my clothes super-pretty... “

“And totally stripped you of your old self.” Rainbow lifted Rarity up and took her bow off. “Look. I know you don’t get it because she uses magic and it’s super weird and all, but Twilight’s gone a little bit… cuckoo-crazy.”

“And if she keeps going, she’s gonna do something really bad and completely change Equestria for the worse…” Applejack also held the filly Rarity, gently patting her back. “You don’t want bad things to happen to Equestria now, do you?”

“N-no. I don’t like bad things.” She lowered her head and curled up into a ball. “Bad things are icky…”

“Then please, tell us.” Applejack petted her mane and put the bow back in it. “Where did Twilight go? She can’t be allowed to do any of this.”

“I don’t know if I should say…” Rarity looked up at the two grown-ups, then thought back about what Twilight had been saying and doing. “Is Twilight a bad pony?”

“Well…” Applejack took a look back at all of the mess that had been caused as the crusaders all toddled off to play around the boutique. “No. Not really. But right now, she’s a bit off the handle with this whole being-like-Pinkie-Pie stuff. We’re just gonna try and get her to calm down. That’s all.”

“Okay…” Rarity looked up into Applejack’s eyes. “She went to Canterlot to dress Princess Celestia up in a pretty dress.”

“Canterlot! On it!” Rainbow put Rarity on Applejack’s back and shot off ahead. “I’ll meet you all there!” And she flew back out of the shop as fast as she could, almost knocking the toddler CMCs on her way out.

“Pinkie Pie. You go after her.” Applejack trotted up to her. “I’ll look after these little ones. You go to Canterlot with Rainbow Dash. If you can’t try and talk Twilight out of this, Rainbow’ll just have to hold her down. Think you can do that?”

“I guess I have to. Twilight’s clearly not feeling right.” Pinkie Pie lowered her brows and rubbed her hooves together. “And if I, Pinkamena Diane Pie, her Senpie, can’t get her out of this mess, then I don’t know who can!”

“Good girl.” Applejack patted Pinkie’s back and put Rarity down with the other fillies. “Now, run along and get to Canterlot. Fast as you can.”

“My Party Cannon will get me there in no time at all!” Pinkie pulled it out of her mane and rolled it outside. “I’ll be sure to stop Twilight quickly! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!” She made the gestures while also pushing the cannon out with one of her back hooves.

As Applejack watched Pinkie leave, she was now left alone. Alone with four fillies who Twilight had worked her wicked ways upon. She sat down before them and crossed her hooves, pulling the four of them into a small hug, which some of the foals giggled at while others nuzzled into her chest.

“Rainbow, Pinkie, please be back soon…” She heard the cannon fire in the background.

Chapter 7: The Absurd Takeover

Shining Armor was talking to some guards in front of Canterlot Palace. “Now, there’s nothing strange going on today so just do your patrols and make sure you report back no later than sixteen hundred.”

The guards saluted “Yes, sir.” And walked off.

Twilight then teleported in next to the guards and they both turned to her like they had seen a ghost. Shining Armor just beamed a smile seeing his little sister and trotted over to her.

”Hey, Twily.” He patted her back. “Did you just teleport here from Ponyville?”

She turned to her brother and gave him a smile, “Of course, Shining it was quite the trip! In fact, I just came to give Celestia a present!” She then showed off a the giant pink frilly dress, causing Shining to burst into laughter.

“Okay, good one, Twilight.” He finally finished chuckling to himself. “But seriously, what’s Celestia’s present?”

Twilight giggled, “This is, silly billy!” She booped him on the nose. “Celestia’s new dress will make her the prettiest princess in all of Canterlot, and you’ll be the most handsomest prince ever! It’ll be just like a bedtime story!”

Shining was now concerned and asked,”uh Twilight? Are you feeling alright? You seem off.”

Twilight scoffed. “Shining, I’m fine. There’s no need to worry. In fact, I’m doing great!”

Shining sighed and shook his head. “Look, I think you may be under some spell or curse. How about we get you a place to stay and I’ll tell Celestia you arrived so we can discuss helping you.”

“Fun waits for NOPONY, brother. Now, I REALLY need to see Celestia.” She used a magical spell to push him aside, still keeping her smile as she walked past.

Shining sighed again and used his own magic to pull her back. “Twilight I’m the captain of the guard and I have my duties to protect the princess. And I can’t have you see her acting the way you are now.”

Twilight rolled her eyes, “Well I think that you’re boring like that. How about captain of the cheerleaders? That sounds more fun.” And she burst a magical bolt at his body, immediately enveloping him in light.

Shining’s armor turned into a gold and white cheerleader uniform with a Canterlot logo running across his chest. Small frills ran from his waistline and pom-poms materialized on his hooves. ”Twilight what did you do?!”

She blushed and chuckled. “Oh. Sorry about that. I forgot that mares are usually cheerleaders.” Her horn lit up again as the other guard stallions turned mares and with ribbons in their manes.

“Twilight, I’m warning you. Stop this.” Before Shining could say another word, another bolt him him square in the face. Within the blink of an eye, his chiseled body transformed into that of a girl’s, yet still kept the same mane, tail, skin, and eye colours.

“Y’know what the benefit of fun is? No stuffy boring stuff to drag you down.” Twilight smiled as she set off another spell, which made white mist trickle down his throat. “Now. Cheerleading time. No other time but cheerleading time, my big sister.”

“One! Two! Three! Four! Who’s the gal who’s fun galore? Twi-light! Twi-light! Her fun way is always right!” Shining couldn’t help but speak, as she felt her new mouth move all on its’ own. “Five! Size! Seven! Eight! Boring stuff is what we hate! Twi-light! Twi-light, stuffy stuff is what she fights!”

Twilight clapped. “Good job! Big sis! You have fun now. And if any pony tries to come, challenge them to cheer off!” Twilight then skipped off, sending more mist trails into the mouths of the other guards-turned-cheerleaders. “You all just followed my big sis’s lead now, you hear?”

Twilight hopped into the main throne room and bounded over to Celestia, not having any real time to examine the decor.

“Twilight? What are you doing?” Celestia asked as Twilight idly trotted over to her.

The mare smirked. “Oh, nothing much. Just came to give you your new dress.” With a flick of her horn the princess of the sun was dressed into the clashing pink dress. “And now, for the finishing touch…” With a quick flash of light from the tip of her horn, Celestia’s eyes glowed as Twilight’s magical aura connected with them.

“Whee! I wanna play and be a filly forever!” Celestia leapt from the throne and rolled by Twilight’s feet. “Can you get me some toys, Twily?”

“Once we finish talking on how we need to make Equestria more fun!” She lead the child-minted Celestia out of the room, feeling nothing but excitement and glee overtake her mind. Even the more darker recesses that never came out were being washed over by her new mindset.

When they finally arrived at Celestia’s room, both she and Twilight opened their eyes to see a familiar figure standing in the way. “Celestia. I felt a disturbance of chaos magic within the castle. Naturally, I wanted to come and find you, but you weren’t in the throne room, so I came here instead to see if you had been taken ill. Is something wrong, my sister?”

“Luna! How wonderful for you to join us!” Twilight beamed from ear to ear as she slid up to Luna’s side. “Meet the new pretty princess of Playime World, Celestia!

“Playtime World?” Luna immediately felt warning bells go off in her mind. “Twilight what in the stars is going on!?”

“We’re officially re-naming Equestria into Playtime World, and anything that isn’t fun and super-duper is going to be banished. Duh!” Twilight’s smile grew much wider, almost creepy in a sense. “And Celestia and you will be the new super-pretty princesses of that world!”

Luna eyed up Celestia, who was still in the pink dress, and then back at Twilight. ”Whatever you did to her, I am undoing this. And all your other magic. Right now.” Her brows lowered.

Twilight shrugged. “I didn’t do anything. At least, not anything bad.” She widened her eyes and fluttered her lashes, while pulling a halo out of her mane and slipping it above her head.

Luna reared up and shouted in her Royal Canterlot Voice, blowing the halo away and causing Twilight and Celestia’s manes to burst upwards. “Thou shall turn Celestia to normal or face my wrath!”

Twilight just scoffed and let off another spell that hit Luna inbetween the eyes and burrowed into her skull. “Nope! Thou shall turn into the other fun-loving pretty princess instead!”

And in another swift spectacle of magical splendour, Luna bore the same dress as Celestia, but with it being dark purple instead of bright pink. Her hair had been tied back into a pair of pigtails with giant, poofy, pink bows holding them both up. A smile appearede in her face as she giggled, toddling over to Twilight and Celestia’s side.

“Now then, let’s talk fun, shall we?” Twilight smiled as she petted both of the sisters like pets. “From now on, everything needs to be fun. If anything’s the slightest bit boring, it goes away. Second, everyone will have to have toys on them twenty-four seven. Third, foals will get the final say in everything; grown-ups take the fun out of everything.”

“Yes. And we should cast a pretty spell to make babies talk too! Won’t that be fun, Twily?” Luna chimed in.

“Of course, Luny-Moony!” Twilight tousled Luna’s mane and patted her on the back. “We can do that. Oh! And we need everyone to have nicknames too! Regular old names are just… blegh.” She stuck her tongue out.

“Yes! Celestia is a dumb name anyway. Shiny-winy or Sunny Bunny’s much better for me anyway.” She chuckled, putting a hoof to her mouth.

“It totally is, Sunny Bunny!” Twilight smiled. “Now, is anyone thirsty? I kinda am after a super-fun day of making everypony’s lives much more fun.”

“I want a colourful drink!” Celestia chirped.

“Can I have a glass of milk? I want a cute funtime nap, Twily.” Luna looked into her eyes.

Twilight giggled. “Of course, you two. I’m quite thirsty myself, so I’ll have some hot cocoa with a lot of whipped cream while you have your drinks..”

And with that, the three toddler-minded mares walked off, laughing and chuckling all the way as they left nothing more than fun stuff and bewildered ponies behind them.

Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash landed in front of the Canterlot palace, breathless after their long run and fly. They knew that they were against the clock, but their lungs were going to ignite if they didn’t catch their breath.

“Look! Twilight’s messed up the guards too!” Spike groaned and pointed to the cheerleaders in the court.

They all looked up and saw the former guards, now dressed in cheerleader outfits, jumping and tumbling around with Shining cheering them on. “Show your stuff, everypony!” In the middle of her callouts, she noticed the trio walking up to her and her troupe.

“WHERE’S TWILIGHT?!” Spike roared and nearly breathed fire in Shining’s face.

“You mean Twily-Wily? Oh, she’s inside, making Equestria into Playtime World.” Shining pointed. “By now, she’s already given the princesses a super-overhaul and is gonna do the same to the rest of the world.”

“Playtime World?!” Pinkie’s eyes twitched as she looked into the corridor. “TWILIGHT… YOUR SENPIE IS VERY ANGRY WITH YOU!” And without another word, she charged straight past Shining, knocking him and the others out of the way.

The others just stood there, blinking on the spot as they watched the trail of dust Pinkie left behind vanish. There weren’t even any sprinkles or candy-flavoured scents either; something she usually dropped behind her whenever she bolted off like that.

“That’s not fair! You’re supposed to battle us in a cheer-off…” Shining moaned.

“Forget that! Twilight’s turning into a monster. And a pretty mean one at that.” Rainbow Dash shot off as well, with Spike holding onto her as they both shot ahead.

“Mean? Twily-Wily’s a meanie-pants now?” Shining looked down to her hooves and watched as they trembled. “What’s going on?”

They continued their way into the castle and towards the throne room. Along the way, they saw that the armor turned into frilly dresses, butlers were wearing penguin uniforms. The maids wore pink frilly dresses and bows in their manes, and the walls and ceilings had all been painted cartoon-like, with animals and flowers on them. Not one of them made even the slightest smile or chuckle. Twilight Sparkle had completely lost her mind, and this wasn’t fun at all. They arrived at the throne room where they saw Twilight, patting Celestia and Luna; her child-minded servants.

“I wanna make the sun talk! A talky sun is tons of fun!” Celestia nodded.

“I wanna do it to the moon too!” Luna added.

“Yes, yes, I can do all of that for us. Twilight chuckled to herself as she took a list and began writing down all of the plans she had for her new world.

Mere seconds later, Rainbow Dash rammed into Twilight and launched her out of the castle, before shooting through the skies and pushing her into Pinkie Pie, who pulled out a large cushion to soften the blow.

“You’re not doing anything anymore, Twilight Sparkle!” Rainbow Dash continued to bury her legs into Twilight’s body, in an attempt to hold her down. “Those ideas of yours? They’re not fun at all!”

“Says you, you big jerks!” Twilight mumbled through the pillow, thrashing and kicking about and even trying to cast magic to teleport out, but all of the immense strain and bodily contact was making it uncomfortable for her and hard to focus.

“Twilight, I can deal with a lot of things. I like parties and fun as much as the next pony, I’m quick with a joke and slow to anger,” Pinkie Pie started. “But this ISN’T FUN. YOU. AREN’T. FUN. And all of this? It makes you the jerk, not us.”

“Can’t you just learn to let your imagination become reality?!” Twilight yelled, ripping the pillow apart with her horn. “I’m doing this for EVERYPONY.”

“No. You’re doing it for yourself. And if there’s one thing that the Twilight Sparkle we all know and love does best, it’s looking out for her friends; not her own stuff.” Pinkie leaned over and whispered in her ears. “Twilight, I don’t like to say this, and I know it’s going to break your heart, but you are a BIG. FAT. MEANIE.”

At that moment, the world seemed to stop for Twilight Sparkle. Those words buried deep into her heart, and new feelings she hadn’t felt began to creep into her. A sense of betrayal, of hopelessness, and of reflection. She looked back at everything she had done, all of the spells she had cast, all of the ponies she had dragged into this, and all of the frowns she had elicited from the rest of her friends.

As all of it began to warp and contort around her, she began to feel faint. Her legs stopped kicking, and she was dropped from the pillowy wall that had crushed her face in. She flopped to the ground, looked up at everyone, and felt tears begin to fill her eyes. She whimpered, then sobbed, then cried like a little baby as magic crackled from her horn.

“Twilight…?” Spike was about to move closer, but then the magic began to encapsulate Twilight, trapping her in a large, pink bubble. Her tears were slightly muted, but they were still there on full display.

Then, the orb began to grow and expand, becoming more and more opaque as Twilight began to vanish from view. It expanded at a fast rate, and as everyone tried to run, the orb simply expanded and consumed them instantaneously. Rainbow Dash, Spike, Pinkie, the princesses, and even the ponies down in Ponyville were absorbed by the explosion of light and energy, before all of them were hit with a blinding flash of light.

Twilight woke up, letting out a gasp as she got up from her bed. She looked around for a moment, seeing Spike gently sleeping in his basket while snoring to himself.

”Was...was that a dream?” Twilight asked as she looked out of the window. “Did I really… do all of that?”

She got up and ran down stairs, thinking she would see a mess made out of her foyer, only to find that everything was where it was. Then, she ran outside and went to Sugarcube corner first bursting through the doors to see ponies being served and enjoying their food.

“Mrs. Cake! Thank Celestia I found you.” Twilight sighed and wiped sweat off of her forehead.

Mrs.Cake blinked a couple of times. “What is it, Twilight? You don’t sound like yourself.”

“Did I… do something yesterday to this place?” She asked, tilting her head. “Something… weird?

“Not that I know of...” she shrugged and continued going about, taking orders as Pinkie Pie bounced downstairs.

“Good morning, Twilight!” Pinkie beamed. “Enjoy your little trip to dreamland?”

Twilight just pulled her into a big hug. ”Pinkie! Thank goodness you’re alright.”

Pinkie ruffled Twilight’s mane. “Of course I am, silly! Why wouldn’t I be?”

Twilight just sighed and hung her head. ”Pinkie? You don’t remember anything about what happened yesterday?”

Pinkie blinked and shrugged. “Nope! Not a single thing.”

“I had this weird dream last night where... I was becoming like you...it felt so real.” She smiled for a bit, then remembered the end of it. “But… I got carried away, and I nearly threw all of Equestria on its’ head. Like I’d turned into some fun-loving villain.

“Well, that sounds like a fun dream! You’ll have to tell me all about it!” Pinkie’s tail wagged. “I kinda wanna have that same kinda dream as well, only I don’t turn into somepony else and act completely different.”

Twilight blushed as a smile crept back onto her face. ”I wish I could tell you, but I only remember bits and pieces.”

Pinkie helped her to a chair and placed a plate of donuts and a cup of coffee on the table. “There. How about you just eat up and relax, okay?”

“Okay, Pinkie,” said Twilight. “I’m sorry for being so weird.”

“It’s alright, Twilight. I think you should just stick to being you and I stick to being me. The world can handle so much Pinkie before it goes cuckoo.”

Twilight laughed. “Yeah, maybe. But things would be a lot less bright without you.”

“Daww... You're making me blush.” Pinkie put a hoof to her chin before she jumped off and helped Mrs. Cake with the other customers.
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As Twilight watched her work, she looked at the book with the spell she used to turn into Pinkie. Thinking about the events of yesterday harder, she looked outside to a nearby log fire and threw the book into it, watching as the pages and hardback cover began to ignite and char into little pieces of ash.

“You do you and I’ll do me. That’s how we like it, and that’s how it’ll be.” Twilight turned away from the burning book and went back to her donuts and coffee.