A story I made on the fly
Rules of engagement: a maximum of 5 seconds thought and pause until 1k or a conclusion has been reached.
Twilight Sparkle was in her library as usual reading a book. It was title FF Anthology written by Quiver Quill the great medieval playwright. In this republished she read tales of great heroes and villains, of tragedies and murder, revenge and stuff. She had read the words of the famous writer since foalhood and knew of every word and every piece of plot there was to know.
"Hey Twilight what you reading?" said Raidbow Dash hovering just above Twilight, shrouding the written script turned prose in shadows. Exasperated by the interruption, she stopped reading and turned to meet her recently newly converted bookworm.
Rainbow Dash was for a time obsessed with Daring Do but as if some secret potentially or long since suppressed heart's desire had been unlocked, RD had found the love of books to such a level of zeal that it rivalled even Twilight's enthused foalhood. Now reading books non-stop for a full five days without ends, stopping mere to eat and sleep read through hoof felt braille, her mane had become messier than before and her eyes had formed bags around her eyes so dark that Twilight doubted that they would ever leave her face.
"Hey! Stop daydreaming! Tell what you reading!?" There was a look to RD's eyes that made Twilight think of such dire life threatening circumstance should she refuse to comply with the request. At any of these amounts of hours and days and nearly enough to a week, she could have easily told RD to stop reading and get some rest. That these books will always be here and that she has a job to do monitoring and changing the weather, and training for the wonderbolts. But nay, she despite her common sense decided against it.
"It's the middle of the night. Rainbow Dash. And it's only Quiver Quill. You've read this book already. I'm just playing a little game with it, before I go to sleep."
Rainbow Dash looked incredulous through madly obsessed and insomniac haggard black eyes. "You can have games... with books?"
"Yeah. Like with this one. Cupcakes. I like to imagine you and Pinkie Pie as the main characters because well... I think it would end up being a really fun story."
"Pinkie Pie as a murderous sociopath?" Twilight's spine just tingled with delight at how RD's vocabulary had drastically increased.
"Yeah or how Rarity would be the laady from Prince Charming. Doesn't the story just remind of how heart broken she was about the whole Grand Galloping Gala thing?"
"Or how the six friends in New Lunar republic were us split up to choose sides between the New Lunar Republic or the Solar empire?" Rainbow Dash decided to add.
"You see? It fun to think about right? About all the what ifs that could have happened in our lives. Loads of crazy stuff had been happening since I first became the Librarian of Ponyville."
"And the element of magic."
"Sure, but no pony cares about that. Saving the world twice is no big deal. Well, at least that's what everypony thinks so, so I think we should think so too."
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For a long time, throughout the night in fact the two mares talked of many what ifs. But eventually both of them, especially Rainbow Dash, fell asleep utterly exhausted at the ordeal.
"Hey guys I'm back from Rarity's" Twilight and Rainbow Dash were asleep on the floor, the crisp spring morning bring a chill to their spines as Spike returned home. He carried with him Peewee and Owlicious who had been taking care of the baby pheonix all this time. After all, why would you keep a fire hazard like a fire igniting bird in a flammable place like a library in the middle of a town? Why in fact do Pheonixes nest up in trees when trees are highly flammable?
The thought made Spike wonder, but he didn't think for long as he found that was needed to make a good hot mug of cocoa. The pair of mares looked like they'd been sleeping out in the cold air all night and no doubt, caught a cold or if they were lucky, merely on the way to getting one. So as the ever number 1 assistant, he prepares a quick batch in ten seconds flat. With breath that could melt rocks, warming up water a few degrees wasn't exactly a hard task.
"Morning Spike. Any luck with Rarity?"
"Rainbow! He's just a baby!" They both exchanged laughter in understanding of sexual undertones. They laughed even harder as Spike made a face of pure and innocent bewildered ignorance.
"It was fine. Being assistant to Rarity was kinda fun, though my hard scales weren't as hard as I thought, when I became a pin cushion for a good while. All of my back kinda stills a little." Both mares just looked at each other. The dirty jokes were there, they affirmed to each other that fact.
"So I see Rainbow Dash has solved her sleeping problem. Can things go back to normal now? It's awesome and all working with Rarity and everything but Sweetie Belle's constant gawking is kinda creepin me out. I swear on one of those nights she pulled some weird prank on me because this morning my tail started smelling strangely of fish."
"Yeah..." said RD trying to dodge the topic presented. "I'm all storied out. In fact instead of reading some, me and Twilight spent all night writing. You wanna read?" Twilight made a look of abject horror. Spike was the last person she wanted to be the first to read that!
"Maybe later. Me and Twilight will need to sort a few things out around here. I mean there's books unorganised, dishes that need cleaning, the floor's kind of a mess and I think you not taking a bath for a good long while has, sorry to say, stunk the place a bit." Twilight sighed with relief to his choice of actions. Crisis averted for the time being. Maybe someday he can read it, when he's older. On another note however, Twilight walked over to RD and put a hoof over her shoulder. RD did the same like two comrades in arms joined by the same cause.
"Well, I think RD has quite an exotic smell. The smell of sweat and rainbows. It's sort of bittersweet and a little bit spicy." RD blushed a little and just that small amount of confused.
"Well. I'm off to have a cloud bath. Spike's right, I stink to high heaven. I'll maybe see you later Twilight."
"Anytime."
After she flew a few hoofs in the air up to cloud level she turned back to the library. Her mind cyled through memories and events in her mind and honestly had great difficulty what was fact or fiction. What drove her the most was this tiny rising dread that in her lethargic waking dreamlike state, Rainbow Dash and Twilight, had done something terribly wrong to each other.
Whatever it was, it had something to do with that book of theirs.
