Author's Note

Zecora is coming I swear, also tell me what needs fixing etc! Also mentions of Twipie. Also there probably inconsistency I will fix it later.

Chapter 3

“Hey Spike, where are you going?” Twilight spoke, well it more like a garbled mess because she was still eating.

“Gonna run an errand!” Spike replied grabbing some bits before heading out the door.

“Spike be careful okay?” she said quietly.

“I will, I promise!” Spike cheerfully answered.

And with that Spike headed out the door of the Golden Oaks Library, and out into the streets of Ponyville. It was a quaint little town with not much going on usually, but today it seemed a little quieter today, not a lot of ponies were out today. But he did see Derpy delivering mail to BonBon as usual. Continuing his walk to do his “errand” he passed by Sugar Cube Corner it seemed rather ghostly since he didn’t hear a particular party pony prancing about. Well actually he hasn’t heard from Pinkie, nor from AppleJack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Rainbow. Without them, the town seemed desolate and empty. Spike felt a pang of dread within him; However, still content on not dwelling on the thought too much. Still, content on going to the Everfree. He hated the place; Timberwolves, Manticores and other mysterious creatures that dwell here. But he was doing for a reason: he was doing it for Twilight. With that thought, he ventured forward.

- Cut to Twilight -

Twilight wave to Spike as he went out of the door. She sighed; Cleaning up her, and Spike’s mess in the kitchen thankful that Spike actually didn't make a huge mess this time; but as she put the dishes, and cups in the sink; but then her head started to ache and throb. She put one hoof on the sink’s edge so she can try to balance herself and try not to fall, the other on her head. She felt like she was dying, her head was caving in on her but she did take the medicine that Spike gave her. Why was she feeling like this? Why this all of a sudden?

“ Twilight you promise?”

“I-I promise Pinkie, I’ll never leave you behind!”

“Pinkie swear...?”

“Pi-pinkie s-swear..”

Twilight was breathing heavily now.

“W-was that-”

The throbbing became more like an earthquake or, maybe a construction pony drilling into a cement slab. The unicorn fell to the floor losing her grip on the sink and balance altogether. Now here she was curled up into a ball like a little filly, clutching her head as she moans in pain.

“Rarity, RoseBud look out!!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”

“NO! I WON’T LET YOU HURT THEM YOU COWARDICE BEAST!”

“Applejack help the others escape, I’ll take care of this!”

She went wide-eyed; her spell... it didn’t work, well it did but it only faded the memories, But what brought back the memories in full force? She drunk to forget along with the spell, but something brought it back, but what she swears she didn’t own- wait. Owned?
Twilight despite her head throbbing, got up and looked in the sink. And if her eyes were practically bulging out of her head at this point, because there stood a mug, but not just any mug mind you. It was a mug Pinkie bought her from that god awful trip, saying “I travel the Everfree, Lively and free!”. She stared at the mug a surge of emotions shot through her; Rage, sadness, guilt maybe all three? Using her magic she picked up the glass object wondering if should throw it away, or against a wall. She decided against both and studied it more.

“Hey, Twilight?”

She nearly dropped the mug. Was-Was she going insane? Has madness knocked on her door?

“Twilight I know this is crazy but, I am a conscious living memory of sorts… I don’t really know how to describe it so I thought I ask you! But you seem shocked! Did you forget the possible side effects of the spell?

The mare gulped, the conscious memory was right this was a possible side effect and worse it sounded like a mare she had a crush on- no that sounds childish, an infatuation with: Pinkie Pie.

“ I know you’re a busy mare n’ all but! I decided you need to cope with the truth! You can just hide it away forever!”

“No!” Twilight shrieked.

“I-I refuse to! I don’t want to suffer like I did that day-”

“BUT YOU STILL ARE!” The voice retorted.

“Look at you! You drink almost all the time, never leave the library, and you never write letters to Celestia anymore since that day don’t you think she’s worried about you?”

Twilight froze when was the last time she wrote to Celestia? But when has she ever came to visit Twilight during the 5 years she was grieving.

“ When has she visited me, when has she even thought about me or my friends; it is true that I have never gone out since that day but when has she took a little time to help her troubled alcoholic student? ”

The voice was silent on that one.

“Exactly.”