Twilight came into Pinkie’s shop, after washing up and getting dressed in a casual-ish cyan robe with a forest green sash acting as the belt. What she saw when she arrived what she saw was Pinkie scarfing down a veritable mountain of candies of various kinds. To her credit, Pinkie was enjoying herself. Looking over to the kitchen Pinkie spotted a beige mare with a blue and pink mane in a very revealing outfit.

“Pinkie, did you get a new employee?”

“Yupo-rooney,” said Pinkie, “Sweetie Drops makes really great candy!”

“Well, looks some things didn’t change much,” said Twilight as she turned her attention to Sweetie Drops for a moment, “let’s see what else you can do, could make a sweet roll and cinnamon coffee and bring them to me? Oh, and a large chocolate malt for Pinkie, she’s going to need something to wash everything down at some point.” Sweetie Drops gave a curt nod and disappeared into the bowels of the kitchen. Once the mare was out of earshot Twilight said, “I still can’t understand why almost all the ponies have to wear highly revealing, practically erotic at some points, attire. And to make matters worse, I found out my brother and this world’s version of Cadance were my neighbors when they woke me up with their lovemaking.”

“So, Cadance is the alicon of love, nothing weird there,” said Pinkie after she stopped eating all the candies and pushed the plate to the center of the table, “at least she is back where we’re from.”

“Except here, she’s a pegasus,” said Twilight, “and apparently she and my brother are still unmarried in this world.”

“Guess that means there isn’t an alternate version of Flurry Heart bouncing around here somewhere,” replied Pinkie. Besides, I don’t mind the attire around town.”

“I figured you would say that,” said Twilight with an amused shake of her head. She looked around, before saying, “I’m guessing this open space is for hosting parties on site, maybe you should start doing a side business as a restaurant, you definitely have proper facilities for it.”

“The other Pinkie was looking into that,” said Pinkie, “but she’s still waiting on word regarding that. What did you manage to find out?”

“Aside from the fact I now have three different animal assistants,” said Twilight, “it looks like the metal for the bands indicates a pony’s placement in relation to their dragon. Looked liked ‘Azure Claret’ was placed pretty low on the rankings from what I read. Anyway, copper is the metal usually worn by the higher ranking ponies.”

“I noticed a high number of those when I went out for a trot while Sweetie was at work in the kitchen,” said Pinkie.

“Anyway, our bands are special because they indicate we’re in a transition to the higher echelons. Silver and Gold are usually reserved for those. However, the highest possible rank a pony can have is Platinum, that means they are the most important ponies to a dragon. Iron and Steel are special cases; they indicate a pony a being a gladiator, steel indicates a higher position than the standard iron band. I’m pretty sure my brother is a steel band, especially considering he’s in a state of luxury when not out in the arena.”

“I guess Spike really does have a problem getting to things he needs to,” said Pinkie.

“We’ll need to fix that, I hope,” said Twilight as her order was set down in front of her Pinkie, “How much of our conversation did you hear?”

“I heard the part about your speculation on your brother’s band, you really do have trouble keeping up with some things,” said Sweetie Drops, “let me know how I did on this when you’re done, please.”

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A few hours later Twilight was showing Pinkie her home, “So, what do you think? From what I was able to gather the other Twilight designed the whole place.”

“It definitely screams that it was made with a Twilight in mind,” said Pinkie with a big grin as she bounced over to the perches, “and who are all these cuties?”

“The owl is Owlwicious,” said Twilight, “but I’m guessing you already figured that out already; the bat is Day Fruit, which basically tells you what kind of bat he is; and the albatross is Ocean Note, she likes to sing every now and then.”

“She any good?”

“I think so, but I’m not entirely sure. The other Twilight seemed to think so; otherwise she wouldn’t have given her the name.”

“That’s true, so whatcha want to talk about?”

“Why do you think most of the ponies have such revealing attire in this city,” inquired Twilight, “we need to see some of the smaller communities before we can make an informed assessment.”

“This is where the majority of the most prized ponies of Spike’s territory reside,” said Pinkie, “maybe it’s all about showing off what keeps his interest. But we can’t be sure, seeing as we likely are missing some important info.”

“I suppose you’re right,” said Twilight, “but all the attire seems so random at times. I saw Fleur Dis Lee a moment ago, her cutie mark was just one big fleur de lis instead of what we know it to be back home, and it in different colors as well.”

“Yeah, and I saw Octavia on my stroll about earlier, her treble clef was indigo instead of violet. And it looked like her bust was bigger too, is that true with everypony?”

“When I saw Cadance her bust was smaller than...I cannot believe we’re having this conversation, and so casually as well. I have a theory, some of our other selves’ mental traits remained behind to influence us, kind of like a psychological echo.”

“Well, if that’s true,” said Pinkie, “then the same could be said for the other you and me in our bodies.”

Twilight couldn’t believe it; she had failed to consider the other side of her theory until Pinkie had mentioned it. She just hoped whatever they were up to; it would be an easy enough fix. This mostly had to do with Twilight not wanting to think what the other Pinkie and Twilight were doing in their home reality.

Author's Note

So yeah, some speculation on the side effects of the spell that put them into this position