TwiCarly

by ThisUsernameIsTaken

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Other, Random, Slice of Life, Crossover, Human, Twilight Sparkle, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike
Length: 16039

Twilight lands in Seattle through Discord. She ends up becoming friends with certain teenagers that run a certain web show.

Twilight Sparkle is a bit stressed after becoming a princess. Discord decides to help her deal with her stress by sending her someplace where she has no political power, despite Twilight insisting she doesn't need help with her stress.

Anyways, Discord sends her to a city called Seattle in a whole other dimension without Spike. Needless to say, the residents there aren't ponies and Twilight takes their form, while somehow keeping her horn and wings. With limited communication with her friends in Ponyville and an inability (or possible unwillingness) for Discord to bring her back, she has to live among the humans, as Discord calls them. While doing so, she rents an apartment as suggested by a human named T-Bo. Eventually, she meets three teenagers at the same apartment complex. Their names are Carly, Sam, and Freddie. She'll be seeing them a lot.

This is a My Little Pony crossover with the Nickelodeon TV show iCarly that I thought of after binge watching iCarly. My mind works in mysterious ways.

The beginning takes place after Season 3 of My Little Pony and a day before the pilot episode of iCarly.

Published 2020-05-01 03:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2021-05-24 19:16:32 UTC

iEnd Up in Seattle

It was a wonderful morning at Canterlot Castle. A princess coronation ceremony was held for princess Twilight Sparkle and everypony cheered for her. Afterward, Twilight Sparkle could be found in the castle locked in a fetal position surrounded by her closest friends.

"Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine," Twilight repeated to herself.

"She's been doing this for half an hour," Rainbow Dash said. She then grabbed her shivering body and shook it vigorously. "Snap out of it, Twilight!"

"Please stop shaking me Rainbow," Twilight pleaded.

"Sorry." Rainbow put her princess friend down. "At least you snapped out of it." That earned her a glare from the now alicorn.

"Pardon me, but what's got you so worked up Twilight?" Rarity asked.

"I don't know," she honestly replied. "I guess since I'm now a princess as well as an Element of Harmony, I have more responsibilities than I've been-"

"Sorry for interrupting Twilight," Spike began. "but as your assistan-"

"I have an idea." Suddenly, Discord appeared. It wasn't anything fantastical. He just appeared in front of the Elements of Harmony and accidentally knocked Spike headfirst into a wall. "Sorry about that," Discord said to Spike, getting a forgiving thumbs up in reply. "Anyways, I've come to help you with your newfound stress."

"I don't think that'll be nec-"

"Uh, uh, uh. You're clearly lost and confused in your new form Princess Sparkle. You need a vacation," Discord advised.

"Discord, I don't need a vacation," Twilight retorted angrily.

"See? You're stressed."

"Discord," Fluttershy snapped. "Twilight just needs a little bit of time to get used to her new royal status. She doesn't need a vacation."

"You're in a hostile environment right now," Discord argued. "You definitely need a vacation."

"Twilight don't need a vacation," Applejack retorted. "She just needs some rest an' maybe some apple pie."

"I don't need apple pie either, but thanks for the offer."

"Suddenly giving Twilight a vacation isn't a bad idea," Applejack grumbled.

"What was that darling," questioned Rarity.

"Nuthin'"

"You're not thanking me for offering a vacation?" Discord asked sadly. "It was a reasonable suggestion."

"Bu-" Twilight started to rebut but was immediately silenced by a sudden zipper to her mouth.

"Discord," Fluttershy warned. "You better not be trying to unleash chaos everywhere again." All of the Elements of Harmony immediately readied to turn Discord back into stone.

"I will do nothing of the sort," Discord assured. "I just wanted to offer Twilight a visit to a wonderful city called Seattle."

Nopony let their guard down.

"Let me explain."

Discord snapped his fingers to reveal a black box with a picture on a peculiar looking building and the words "The Wonders of Seattle" to the right of it. There were a few "ooh"s and "aah"s from the ponies, especially Pinkie Pie who liked the bright colors displayed. There were even more eyebrow raises as well, especially from Twilight and Fluttershy.

With a button push, the black box changed what was on the screen with spinning squares and more bright colors. The presentation continued for a few minutes and left most of the ponies convinced.

Rainbow Dash was amazed by the Museum of Flight, Fluttershy thought the Chihuly Garden looked nice, Applejack was just glad there were apples there, Rarity was astonished by the fashion styles the city provides, and Pinkie Pie was just convinced by the bright colors and exciting transitions.

The only pony left was Twilight. The princess wasn't entirely convinced Seattle was a safe place to visit and thought of it as a scheme to get rid of her.

"I'm not sure about this," Twilight hesitated.

"But they have a flying museum."

"And amazing fashion."

"Their garden is nice."

"They have apples."

"Look at all the pretty colors."

"Alright," Twilight conceded. "I'll go to Seattle," She started walking toward Discord. "but if you mess up Equestria while I'm gone we'll turn you back to stone."

"I promise this isn't a trap," Discord assured. "Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my- OW! MY EYE!"
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"Anyways," Discord began, snapping at the black box as it reveals a portal. "This portal will lead you to your vacation spot. I hope you enjoy it."

Everybody waved goodbye to Twilight as she stepped into the portal, still convinced she's making a mistake. As the portal closed, Spike finally got his head out of the wall and said, "What did I miss?"

Upon arriving in Seattle, Twilight felt a bit different. Maybe it was just the chaos magic used to bring her to Seattle or maybe it was-

"What are these?"

Twilight inspected her forelegs. They did not look like the forelegs she walked on a few minutes ago. Attached to the hoof were oddly shaped claws. They moved similar to Spike's claws but didn't look as sharp. Looking down she noticed she was wearing some Seattle fashion Discord mentioned earlier. Her hind legs were also oddly shaped but similar to the forelegs.

"I guess I'm supposed to walk on two legs like Spike," was her only comment. She got up and started walking around the city, tripping every few blocks on accident. A creature that looked like her noticed her struggle and walked over to assess the situation.

"You need any help ma'am?" the stallion (at least she assumed he was a stallion) asked her.

"I don't think so," Twilight said, unsure of herself. She tripped and fell on the ground again.

"I think you need help."

"Please," Twilight groaned.

T-Bo carried the weird girl to his car. It was a really old and beat-up car but it drove, so he didn't care.

"Where do you live?" T-Bo asked.

"I'm not from around here," the girl replied.

"So you're on vacation."

"Yeah. I just arrived."

While he was driving, he kept an eye on the weird girl. Every time he looked back, he'd notice something weird about her.

"Why do you have a horn on your forehead?"

"I was born with it."

A few seconds pass.

"And you were born with the wings too?"

"No. I earned them."

"You literally earned your wings?"

"Yes."

"Okay then."

A few seconds pass.

"What's with that lump on your leg?"

"I have a lump on my leg?"

Twilight looked at her hind legs and noticed the weird spherical shape and felt it. Nothing hurt, so she assumed that it was in her pocket. She pushed her new appendage through the pocket and grabbed the object that formed the lump. It took a few tries, but she finally managed to figure out how to grab the sphere. She looked down at the white sphere wondering where it even came from.

Must be from Discord, Twilight thought. but why would he give me this?

Suddenly, the sphere became static noise. All she could see as the static faded was a blur, but then the image focused onto-

"Discord," Twilight whispered.

"Hello Twilight," Discord greeted. "I see you found the communication orb I designed. Now your friends and I can chat with you while you're in Seattle."

"Okay, but why didn't you just bring my friends to Seattle with me?"

"They didn't need the vacation."

Twilight facehooved, even though she didn't exactly have hooves. "How do I turn this thing off?"

"I think you just tap it three times, but you shouldn't hang up until I tell you about the wa-"

"Goodbye Discord," she waved as she tapped the orb three times, using only a claw to not damage the orb and put it back in her pocket. This was going to be a stress-free vacation and no Lord of Chaos would ruin it for her, even though she didn't completely agree to this and the Lord of Chaos gave her this supposedly stress-free vacation in the first place.

"We have arrived," T-Bo said as he entered the building with the strange girl.

"Where are we?"

"The Groovy Smoothie! I'm the manager," T-Bo replied. "I almost forgot to ask this, but what's your name?"

"Twilight," the weird girl responded.

"Seriously?"

"That's what my parents named me."

"Okay," T-Bo noted slightly confused. "My name's T-Bo by the way."

"That's a weird name," Twilight commented.

"Yeah. My name's weird." T-Bo whispered before asking if Twilight wanted a smoothie.

"Sure, what kind do you have?"

"We have Blueberry Banana Blitz, Blueberry Blitz, Tingleberry Blitz, Strawberry Splat, Jalepeño Blitz-"

"Why Jalepeño Blitz?"

"Trust me. It's delicious," encouraged T-Bo.

"I'll just have a large Blueberry Blitz smoothie."

"That'll be ten dollars."

Twilight froze. She didn't know if she had the money to pay for the smoothie.

"Do you not have any money on you," T-Bo questioned.

"I don't know."

"Check your pockets," he suggested. "You might've put your wallet in your pants like that orb."

Just like T-Bo had guessed, Twilight had a wallet full of cash in a back pocket she didn't even know she had. That's probably what Discord was trying to tell me about, she thought.

T-Bo was pretty sure there was a large roll of 100 dollar bills in there. She pulled out a ten-dollar bill and gave it to him.
"This says ten," Twilight noted. "Is this what you meant?"

"Yes," T-Bo said, snatching the bill out of her hand. How does she not know what a ten-dollar bill looks like, he thought.

A few moments later, she got her Blueberry Blitz smoothie, which she happily drank. "This is really good."

"Thank you. You should tell your parents about The Groovy Smoothie."

"They're not with me."

T-Bo raised an eyebrow. "What about an aunt or an uncle?"

"I have no family members in Seattle," Twilight replied.

"You look a little young to be vacationing on your own. When were you born?"

"1994."

"So you're about 13 and on vacation by yourself," T-Bo confirmed. Twilight spat out some of the smoothie she was drinking. How could she be 6 years in the past just by going to this Seattle place?

"Did the smoothie start to taste bad? I can replace that with the Jalepeño Blitz flavor if you wanted. It'll cost you another ten dollars though."

"No. I just realized I... don't exactly have a place to live right now," Twilight quickly said, technically telling the truth.

"Well you did say you just arrived here," T-Bo said. "Tell you what. I'll give you directions to Bushwell Plaza. It's an apartment complex and you can get an apartment there. It's not that far and I'm sure you won't trip that much to get there."

Twilight thanked T-Bo as he gave her the directions to Bushwell Plaza. She left with the smoothie. She's the weirdest customer I ever had, he thought. Wait a minute. Did I just send a 13-year-old girl somewhere to live on her own?

As Twilight entered Bushwell Plaza, she was welcomed with open arms.

Just kidding!

"UGH! ANOTHER PERSON!" yelled the doorman. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"

Twilight cautiously approached the screaming man. Now I know why Fluttershy doesn't like talking to new ponies, she thought.

"I'd like to rent an apartment please," said Twilight hesitantly. "How much is it?"

"NO MORE PEOPLE!" yelled the doorman again.

Suddenly, Twilight caught on fire and her mane turned red. "I WANT A ROOM!" she yelled back, scaring the doorman.

"That'll be 400 dollars a month. You'll be in apartment 8-B right next to the Bensons," he shuddered. "W-what's your name?"

"Twilight Sparkle," she replied.

As fast as she caught on fire, she was quickly extinguished and calm again. She thanked him for the apartment and paid for her first month.

"Here are your keys," he said, giving them to Twilight. "Enjoy your stay at Bushwell Plaza, Miss Sparkle."

After she took the keys and walked up the stairs, the doorman fainted.

On the 8th floor of Bushwell Plaza, a purple-haired girl turns the corner, trudging along and sweating as she desperately looks for her room. Much of the exhaustion came from her lack of coordination causing her to fall down the stairs a few times, which could've been avoided if she knew what an elevator was.

"I finally made it to the 8th floor and I only tripped twice," Twilight wheezed, before opening a map of the eighth floor. "Okay, where's 8-B?"

Luckily for Twilight, it was right next to room 8-D, which was just right around the corner. She unlocked the door to a living room, which had a black box she recognized from Discord's presentation on the city.

"Speaking of Discord,"

Twilight sat on the couch next to the box, took the orb out of her pocket and tapped it three times in an attempt to turn in back on. Luckily, it worked and the static started up again. Unlike last time, the orb focused on a certain pink earth pony.

"Hiya Twilight!"

"Hey Pinkie Pie," Twilight greeted. "Can you get Discord?"

"Okie dokie lokie," Pinkie Pie exclaimed as she zipped out of the picture. Twilight could've sworn she was at a construction site with all the noises coming out of the orb, but she knew it was just Pinkie being Pinkie. The noises finally stopped and Discord entered the picture.

"Hello Clarice," said Discord. In response, Twilight raised an eyebrow. Pinkie Pie could be heard in the background saying "I told you she would be confused."

"I'm just going to ignore that," Twilight stated.

"Did you need anything from me Twilight?"

"I just want to know when I can go home. I don't exactly know how to do that myself," Twilight explained.

"Not any time soon," Discord specified.

"What?" was all Twilight could say.

"I'm sorry Twilight. I really am," Discord apologetically said. "I forgot to mention the fact that Seattle doesn't have much magic anywhere. Unfortunately, that means that you have to figure out a spell to get yourself out of there because you are the only bearer of magic in Seattle."

"Are you kidding me," Twilight nearly yelled. "I'm stuck here forever?"

"Well, not necessarily forever," Discord assured Twilight.

"Can't you just open the portal in your box and-"

"It can't work in reverse," Discord reluctantly added. "It's easier to send entities from a magic world to a non-magic world than in reverse."

"So I'm stuck here forever," Twilight said.

"I just said not necessarily forever."

"You better not be-"

"I'm not," Discord insisted. "I'm in Fluttershy's cottage with her and Pinkie Pie. Taking care of animals is not the same as wreaking havoc and bringing chaos to the world."

"I was going to say you better not be lying to me," Twilight continued.

"Lie? Me," Discord replied, feigning ignorance. "I would never." Twilight raised an eyebrow at that comment, which Discord ignored.

"Well I have to go now, but I'd advise you to enroll at Ridgeway Junior High School. You're only 13 and it'd be suspicious if you stayed in your apartment instead of going to school. Besides, wouldn't education be your ideal vacation? You like books too much."

"Why specifically Ridgeway Junior High School?"

"It's the only school I could get information on. When a being of magic is near a non-magical item no matter how large, chaos magic users can get information about that item. That's why I know about the tourist attractions in Seattle."

"I have a feeling you're not telling me something," Twilight guessed.

"Goodbye Twilight," waved Discord as he tapped three times.
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"I might've deserved that, but he still should tell me the real reason why he can't bring me back."

Suddenly the static noise came back and Discord appeared again. "Fluttershy told me to tell you that she's taking care of Spike while you're away. Also, the residents in Seattle are of a species known as humans. Goodbye." He tapped the orb again before Twilight could say anything.

"At least there's some good news," Twilight mumbled. She looked at the time, which was conveniently on a small table next to the couch. 7 PM already? she thought as her stomach growled. I should get something to eat.

Luckily right next to the living room was a kitchen. She looked inside the fridge and saw a bunch of fruits and vegetables provided by the staff, so naturally, she grabbed a few apples with her mouth and ate them. They weren't as great as the ones at Sweet Apple Acres, but they were good enough to satisfy the princess's hunger.

Bored out of her mind, she experimented with the orb. Tapping the orb once revealed an array of symbols. The first and only symbol she saw was a book, so naturally, she tapped on it, revealing a whole library of books from Equestria. I can read on this thing, she thought excitedly.

Needless to say, she was busy for the next four hours before she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Twilight woke up to loud knocks at her apartment door, still half asleep.

Who could be up at... 6 in the morning, Twilight wondered, as she checked the time.

The knocking continued as she walked towards the door and opened it. Right behind the door was a male human that was slightly shorter than herself with short, dark brown hair. He wore a striped shirt with shorts, which would probably make Rarity freak out over the unusual fashion.

"Hello," he greeted with an outstretched hand. "My name is Freddie. I heard you were my new neighbor. Nice to meet ya."

"Twilight," she replied, as she took his clawed hoof and shook it. "I had to scare the guy at the lobby to get a room here."

"So that's why Lewbert was unconscious on the floor this morning," Freddie whispered to himself, letting go of Twilight's hand. "Are you planning on staying in Seattle?"

"Umm..." Twilight didn't know how to answer that. She assumed she would leave Seattle eventually, but she also knew that she was stuck here for a while because Discord was supposedly unable to bring her back. "Yes, but I don't know for how long."

"I see."

"Yeah. I'm planning on enrolling at Ridgeway-"

"That's where I go to school," Freddie chimed in. "It's actually near here. I can take you there with my friend... and her friend that hates me."

"Really?" Twilight asked. Freddie nodded, receiving a surprise hug in response as Twilight excitedly exclaimed "Thank you" several times. Freddie was shocked but didn't want the hugging to stop. It was the closest he's ever been to a girl that wasn't his mother. He could only mutter a "You're welcome," before the euphoria made him faint. Not knowing he was unconscious, she let go of Freddie as his body fell to the ground. "Sweet Celestia," she cried.

Almost immediately after Freddie collapsed, a female turned the corner to witness the scene. She had long blond hair and wore a shirt and pants as well, which Twilight found odd because the mares typically wore dresses if they wore clothes at all. She tilted her head up and said "Sup. I'm Sam." Twilight waved in return.

"Hi. I'm Twilight."

Neither Sam nor Twilight knew what to say next until Sam decided to address the elephant in the room. "So why is the nerd knocked out?"

"I hugged him and he fainted," Twilight explained.

"Eww. Why would you hug Fredward?"

"He offered to take me to Ridgeway with his friend and her friend that hates him."

"Well, I'm the friend of his friend that hates him," Sam proudly told Twilight. "Me and Carly can take you there."

"What about-"

"Don't worry about him," Sam assured, patting Twilight on her shoulder. "He'll be there once he regains consciousness." Before Twilight could say anything, Sam walked toward room 8-C and started banging on the door. "Carly!" she yelled. Luckily, the door opened before she could repeat herself.

"Good morning Sam," greeted Carly. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Freddy unconscious. Turning back to Sam she asked, "What did you do to Freddie?"

"It wasn't me. It was the weird purple-haired chick over there," she said, pointing to Twilight.

"I may have hugged him after he offered to take me to Ridgeway," Twilight added, feeling a little embarrassed. "He fainted."

"Ah," Carly understood. "You know he's never been hugged by a girl that wasn't his own mother."

"Yeah, that's really sad," Sam sarcastically said with an exaggerated frown. "Now are we going to school or not? I mean I don't care if we're late, but I don't want to be expelled for not showing up."

Sam doesn't seem very friendly, Twilight thought with concern.

Carly looked at her friend in confusion. "Since when did you care about getting expelled?"

"They have great food in the cafeteria," Sam explained. "My mom doesn't feed me."

They went, but not without Twilight locking the door leading to her room. She had to move Freddie's still... still body so she could close the door. Right after they left, Freddie woke up. "I'm gonna be late," he cried before running out of the building, running back to his apartment to get his backpack, then running back out the building to get to school.

"Your name is Twilight Sparkle," principal Franklin asked.

"Yes."

"And you're here to enroll in the 8th grade. Am I correct?"

"Yes."

"Before you do, I'm going to have to give you a placement test to see where you currently are in your education. It'll just be on what we've already covered this year. It won't take too long."

"I'll do my best," Twilight assured. "Am I going to take it now?"

"Yup."

As the principal said, the test didn't take too long. It only took an hour.

"So you did well in every subject except for U.S. History and you did exceptional in math. It's probably been a while since you've learned it, so I recommend you check out a US History textbook from the library and start reading about the Revolutionary War first. I'll set up your schedule and you'll officially be a student here starting Monday. For now, you can take a tour of the campus."

"What's today?"

"Friday. Your first day is in three days."

Twilight thanked the principal and went to check out the rest of the school. While she was leaving the principal's office, one thing the principal said lingered in her mind.

Revolutionary War?

"What's with all these weird flyers?" Twilight wondered as she looked at the several flyers around the building depicting one of the human's heads in place of somepony's body. She wasn't sure what kind of species it was, but she couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous the pictures looked.

Among the images was a poster advertising the school talent show.

"Auditions are tomorrow," it read. "Bring your talent!"

Maybe I should audition, Twilight thought. It'll be fun and I can show them my magic.

As she left the school, she sighed. "This is going to be an interesting vacation."

Author's Note

This is just some dumb crossover I wrote out of boredom and I regret nothing/everything. My mind switches between the two frequently, so I had to type both.

I have a limited knowledge of My Little Pony, so I'm not sure how accurate things like characterization are.

iShow Off My Magic

"Telekinesis is so boring though," Rainbow groaned. "Unicorns use it every day."

Twilight had asked her friends for advice on what sort of magic she should perform for the school talent show. She said she was going to perform an act of telekinesis, which her friends agreed was a dumb idea... and they also agreed that Twilight was boring.

"Rainbow's right," Rarity admitted, considering she was a unicorn herself. "Telekinesis is too simple. Your talent needs to wow everypony."

"I got an idea! I got an idea! I got an idea," a pink blob of energy exclaimed.

"What's your idea Pinkie?"

In response, Pinkie had some how passed her hoof through the orb to give Twilight a pair of safety goggles. Twilight shrugged it off as Pinkie being Pinkie and took it. She realized she had little trouble using her new appendage on her foreleg and wondered how she somehow learned to use her fingers so fast. She was even doing better at walking on two legs than yester-

"Put it on! Put it on!"

Snapping out of her thoughts, she put the safety goggles on.

"Now put the orb on a flat surface," Pinkie instructed.

Twilight went into the kitchen and placed the orb on the table she ate at.

"Now take this," Pinkie said, throwing a wooden basket through the orb. Twilight grabbed it.

"Now catch the eggs."

"Wait wha- OW!" Twilight didn't react fast enough and got hit by a hard-boiled egg Pinkie threw.

"You didn't catch the egg."

"Pinkie, what does this have to do with my magic talent?" she asked, slightly peeved.

"I don't know I thought it would be fun," shrugged Pinkie.

Twilight sighed. "I'm not doing that."

"Not even as a last resort?"

She sighed again. "I'll consider it."

"Yay!"

"Does anypony else have an idea?"

Right after Twilight left the school, the culprit that posted the photodocked picture of Ms. Briggs as a rhinoceros all over was punished. Carly Shay took the blame, even though it was her friend, Sam Puckett, that pulled it off. Now, both Carly and Sam have to videotape the auditions for the talent show instead of Ms. Briggs because Carly was definitely not going to do it alone. With that problem settled, Ms. Briggs wanted some information from principal Franklin.

"I hear you enrolled another one," Ms. Briggs remarked in disgust. She didn't want to teach another little brat.

"Yes I did," he confirmed. "Her name is Twilight Sparkle and she did surprisingly well on the placement exam, with the exception of United States History."

"Is there anything wrong with her?"

"Excuse me?"

"Almost every time there's some 'super genius' enrolled here, there's something unusual about that child," she explained. "Take that Freddie kid for example. Sure, he's an intelligent one, but his mother acts like her son is going to die from being exposed to the outside world for five seconds." She looked the principal dead in the eye. "That was one of the most painful parent-teacher conferences I had to sit through. Was there anything wrong with her?"

"Well, there was something... unusual about her," he admitted.

"I'm listening."

"Well," he paused, trying to come up with the proper way to word his observations. "her writing style was strange."

"How so?"

"Uhh," he paused again. "she had a horn on her head that glowed. During the test whenever her horn glowed, so did the pencil she used to take the test and when it did it moved on its own."

"And you didn't ask her about her 'usual writing style'?"

"I was distracted," he replied, holding up one of the photodocked pictures. "by this... disrespectful image that... ridicules one of our finest teachers. I was more worried about enforcing school rules."

"I shouldn't have doubted you, principal Franklin," Ms. Briggs said, fooled by the compliment. "I'll investigate Ms. Sparkle throughout the next few weeks, although she seems like one of the better children to come to this school, despite her... horn."

With that, she left the principal's office, leaving him to laugh at Ms. Briggs the rhino. He stopped laughing when she came back.

"Between you and me, I think you need to take some time off. These children might be making you see things."

She left and laughter filled the room again.

At Apartment 8-C, Carly asks her brother, Spencer, for the video camera only to find out he made it into a squirrel. Spencer was an artist and sculptor and it wasn't unusual for him to make sculptures like that. In fact, he made a robot out of soda bottles earlier, which Carly came home to witness. After rolling her eyes at Spencer's squirrel, the subject was changed to the strange girl that lived in apartment 8-B.

"Have you met Twilight yet?"

"No," Spencer replied. "Who's that?"

"She recently moved next to Freddie and enrolled at our school," Carly explained. "I haven't talked to her much since she made Freddie faint by hugging him."

"Why did she hug Freddie?"

"He offered to show her where the school was."

"Why would she want to go to school?"

"She's probably a nerd like Freddie," she joked. "So are you gonna introduce yourself or not?"

"I'd prefer she come here so she can see the robot sculpture," the older brother suggested.

Carly nodded. "I'll go get her."

Dear Princess Celestia,

I am writing this letter to inform you of my current whereabouts. I'm currently taking a "vacation" that will last indefinitely in a city known as Seattle. This "vacation" was requested by Discord after I stressed a little over becoming a princess. I politely declined, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. He kept trying to convince me and my friends that I need a vacation. Apparently, he was successful after showing what Seattle has to offer. Needless to say, I caved into peer pressure and now I'm in a whole new world filled with a different species from ponies. They're called humans and their language is nearly the same as ponies, but with minor differences. I became one of them when I went through the portal. I can't go back to Equestria, because Discord claims he can't send me back to Equestria. There were some inconsistencies in what he was telling me about this place and I don't completely trust what he says, despite his reformation.

I can't exactly say I have learned anything about friendship from this "vacation" yet, but I did make some new friends in Seattle. T-Bow is the manager of the Groovy Smoothie, which sells smoothies of many flavors including jalapeño. Don't ask. I tried the blueberry flavor. Fredy, Sam, and Carly all helped me enroll at their school, where I hope to learn about human customs while also making more friends there.

I already miss home in Ponyville and my friends there. Thankfully, Discord somehow gave me an orb that allows me to communicate with my friends. It also has a complete library of Equestrian and human books, which will also keep me busy. It's going to be hard for me to adjust to this new world, but I don't know what else to do except inform you that I'm unable to solve friendship problems when I'm not in Equestria.

Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle

P.S. I just realized somepony needs to replace me as the Element of Magic for the time being. Is that even possible?

"Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii... I forgot he didn't come with me to Seattle, which is why I wrote this letter myself."
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She facepalmed when she realized what she just did. "How am I supposed to send this letter to Princess Celestia now?"

Before she could figure out her dilemma, there was a knock at the door.

She opened the door and said, "Hi Carly."

"Hey, Twilight. My older brother Spencer wants to meet you in our apartment."

"I don't see why not."

Upon entering Carly's apartment, she immediately noticed a weird looking statue of some sort. Upon further inspection, she discovered the statue was made entirely out of oddly shaped bottles.

"I see you've noticed my Bottle Bot."

A taller human than Carly, presumably Spencer, had walked into the room.

"I assume you're Spencer," Twilight inquired.

"And you must be Twilight," Spencer replied. "Why is your hair so purple?"

"I was born with purple hair."

"I didn't know people could be born with purple hair," Carly remarked with an eyebrow raise.

"It's possible," Twilight said, unsure if it was actually true for humans.

After looking at Twilight for a bit, Carly became a little suspicious. "I don't think that's true," she said, looking at Twilight from all sides. "I don't think people are born with wings on their back either."

"Weird," was all Spencer could say, while also looking at Twilight.

"This has to be a costume," Carly concluded. "There's no way you were born with wings and... is that a horn on your forehead?"

"I..." Twilight was about to say she was born with her horn, but considered lying and saying it was a costume. "was joking. Of course I wasn't born with wings and a horn. It's a costume."

No wonder that T-Bo guy was looking at me funny, she thought. No human has wings or a horn like me.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Twilight," Spencer said. "and I really like the costume. What are you supposed to be?"

"Thank you. I'm an alicorn princess."

"I don't know what an alicorn is."

"An alicorn is a pony with the magic of a pegasus, a unicorn, and an earth pony combined," Twilight explained, not sure if they'd understand.

"I think I get it," Spencer understood. He's heard of unicorns and pegasi... or pegasuses (He wasn't really sure), but they were on some old children's show Carly used to watch. "It's like some mutant from that old kid's show Carly used to watch when she was five." I just said that.

"That show was horrifying," Carly shuddered. "I'm pretty sure all of those ponies were mutants." She turned to Twilight. "By the way, do you want to know what happened yesterday at school while you were enrolling?"

"Sure."

"Well," she began. "Sam was posting these pictures of Ms. Briggs as a rhino and she wanted me to take the blame for it, so I did."

"Are you talking about those pictures I saw at the school," Twilight asked. "They were kind of funny."

"Those are the pictures and they were funny," Carly confirmed. "but Ms. Briggs didn't think so. Now, Sam and I have to hold auditions for the talent show tomorrow."

"I'm sure the talents will be fun to watch," Twilight assured. "Also, Sam kind of deserved it even if it was funny."

"It's gonna be boring."

"It'll be fun. I'm going to audition," Twilight announced excitedly.

"Really? What's your talent?"

"You'll see at the talent show."

"It better be good."

"Trust me."

"While you're here, do you want to stay for dinner," Spencer asked. "We're having spaghetti and meatballs."

The moment Twilight heard "meatballs" her eyes widened. They eat meat here?

"Umm... s-sure," the alicorn hesitated. "I-I'd like to."

"How are you liking your spaghetti and meatballs?" Carly asked.

"They're great," Twilight responded.

Sure, this "meatball" used to be a living animal, but sweet Celestia they taste so good! I better not tell my friends about this.

"So what was your life like before you moved to Seattle?" asked Spencer.

Twilight didn't know how to answer that. She knew if she said too much, she would probably make them suspicious. Magic wasn't real in this world and talking about it might raise some questions she didn't know if she wanted to answer at the moment. She settled on being as vague as possible.

"I... have a lot of friends back home," Twilight started, but she couldn't find anything else to say.

"What were your friends like?" Carly asked, trying to continue the conversation.

"One of my closest friends is Applejack. She's an apple farmer-"

"So is Applejack a nickname?" Spencer asked.

"That's what her parents named her," Twilight replied.

"So does everybody, where you came from, have weird names like Twilight and Applejack?" inquired Carly. "Your name is kind of weird, but someone named 'Applejack'... that's the name of a cereal."

Twilight nodded.

"And where exactly where did you live before you moved to Seattle?"

The princess didn't know how to answer that. She would've told the truth and said Ponyville but that would've raised a lot of eyebrows. She instead went with the second place that popped into her head. It was one of the states of America close to where they were. "I'm from California."

The siblings looked at each other, Carly shrugged and asked Twilight to continue talking about her friends. Despite acting a little strange, her friends were somewhat "normal" if normal meant they didn't wear a costume with a horn and wings. Well, everyone was "normal" except Pinkie Pie.

"She likes to make ponies laugh and helps run the local bakery," was all Twilight could say about her. "Nopbody... understands how she... operates sometimes. I've tried... and it's impossible."

"A lot of people here are impossible to understand," Carly replied. "including my own brother."

"She's saying I'm abnormal," Spencer added, earning a small chuckle from Twilight. These two sort of reminded her of Pinkie Pie.

Nobody could think of anything else to talk about as they finished the spaghetti and meatballs.

"I should go back to my apartment and keep practicing my talent." The alicorn turned human wiped her face with a napkin. "It was nice talking to you two."

"Same here," Carly replied. "See you at the talent show!"

"I think you should wear that costume at the talent show," Spencer suggested.

"Okay," Twilight mentally sighed in relief. She didn't have to get "human" clothes yet or figure out how to change her hair color with magic.

Twilight waved back at Carly and Spencer and walked back to her apartment.

Twilight finally figured out how to send the letter to Princess Celestia. Apparently, the orb can produce magical fire breath, much like Spike. She could activate it by tapping the fire icon next to the book icon that accesses the library.

Last time she called her friends, she figured out it only takes two taps to actually end the call, and turning off the orb takes three taps. I need a manual for this thing, Twilight complained to herself, trying to call her friends back. She found an icon that looked like a phone from back home and tapped it.

Contacts

Ⓓ Discord

She tapped Discord's name and lo and behold, she was in a video chat with him and Fluttershy.

"Still thinking of a good magic trick to impress those humans?" Discord inquired. "Have you considered Pinkie's-"

"That's the last resort."

"I think it would be hilarious," Discord responded. "You can even do some magic on the hard-boiled eggs after you get hit with them."

Twilight's eyes widened. "That's it."

"Now you're considering doing that," Discord chuckled in surprise. "You'd look ridiculous-"

"I know I will," Twilight acknowledged. "but from what I heard, the talent show has had... dull auditions, so it doesn't matter to me if I look a little silly while showing off my magic."

Silence arose as Fluttershy shook her head in agreement. The princess decided to break the silence using an age-old method.

"So how was your day?"

"It was fine," Fluttershy shrugged. "Nothing much happened."

"My day is going swell," Discord said. "but I have a feeling something interesting was supposed to happen today." He made a thinking face before realizing something. "I forgot to plant those seeds all those years ago."

Fluttershy and Twilight were both concerned. "You forgot to what?"

"Never mind," Discord quickly dismissed. "It's not important."

Twilight got a little nervous when she walked up on stage. Sitting at the table were the three friends she met at Bushwell Plaza. Sam immediately recognized her.

"Hey, it's the girl that knocked Freddie out."

"So Twilight, what are you going to do?" Carly asked in hopes she prevented a brawl that would kill Freddie.

Twilight brought out a chair and the orb and placed them to the right of her. Looking back at her audience she replied, "I'm going to be doing some magic."

"This better be good," Sam groaned.

Carly turned to Freddie. "Rolling?"

"Rolling."

Suddenly, the orb Twilight placed down revealed a pair of safety goggles and she put them on. Of course, the basket came afterwards and Twilight picked it up.

"Egg me," she commanded the orb.

The trio watched in amusement and confusion as the orb shot hard-boiled eggs out of it and Twilight ran around like an idiot collecting all of them.

"Why is she even wearing safety goggles if she's being pelted with hard-boiled eggs?" Freddie asked. Soon enough the answer came to him as one of the eggs somehow hit him on the head.

"She's definitely going to be part of the talent show," said Sam.

"I agree, but for different reasons," Carly replied.

"You can stop now," Twilight told the orb, which did so. She then walked over to Carly and Sam. "You see how these are hard-boiled eggs?"

They nodded, feeling some of the eggs just to be sure. Twilight made the eggs glow and one by one, the eggs started hatching. The teens watched in bewilderment as living creatures started appearing from the eggs. Among the creatures were a chick, a gecko, a penguin, and what appeared to be some sort of dinosaur.

Carly, Sam, and Freddie were speechless as the glow faded. Freddie stopped recording her.

"How did you do that?" Carly asked.

"A magician neve-"

"That's impossible," Freddie asserted. "No magician could hatch a dinosaur from an egg... aaaaaaand it's gnawing on my leg."

Twilight cringed. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that..."

"It's fine," Freddie forgave. "It doesn't have teeth, so it can't kill me... Can it?"

Twilight quickly made the hatched creatures disappear.

"Are they gone?" Carly asked.

Twilight sighed. "Not exactly."

At Hollywood Arts High School, a group of teenagers were eating lunch outside.

"You know it would be nice if something more interesting happened today," Robbie commented.

"Yeah like you getting a haircut," his puppet Rex quipped.

"It has been a little too boring today," Tori acknowledged. "I wonder if-"

Before she could finish her thought a purple flash of light blinded the area and a bunch of creatures appeared on the table. Almost everyone at the table screamed and backed away from the table, except for Jade who was staring at the baby dinosaur.

"Aw," she cooed. "it's gnawing on my finger."

"How did you do that?" Freddie asked.

"A magician neve-" she tried to say, but the orb began to speak.

"Did you win the talent show Twilight? Did ya? Did ya?! Did ya?!!"

Carly walked on the stage, took the orb, and looked at it. There was a bouncing pink pony in the orb.

"Hiya!"

"Gah!"

Carly dropped the orb.

"What happened?" asked Sam.

"There is a talking pink pony in the orb," Carly exclaimed. "I am not joking."

Slowly Sam and Freddie turned their heads toward the horned human, wanting an explanation.

"Ta-da?"

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I can explain everything!" the pink one offered excitedly.

Carly picked up the orb. "Spill."

"Well, my name is Pinkie Pie..."

"So Twilight is the princess of your country and she came to Seattle to take a vacation?" Carly questioned.

Pinkie and Twilight nodded.

"And she got the idea from a draconequus named Discord?" Freddie continued.

They nodded again. "Hey you pronounced it right," Twilight congratulated.

"Of course he did. He's a nerd," Sam quipped.

"That's not nice," Pinkie pouted.

"I know," Sam replied. Pinkie furrowed her eyebrows.

Ignoring Sam, Carly continued asking questions. "And you can't get back home and you don't know why?"

Once more they nodded.

"And you didn't bother to tell anyone this, because..."

"I was a little scared something bad might happen to me, considering I'm not technically human," Twilight explained.

"It's okay," Freddie patted her on the shoulder. "We don't care... and I kind of want to learn more about your magic."

Sam was about to say something but...

"Don't call him a nerd again?" Pinkie warned Sam.

"I was gonna call him a dork," Sam grinned.

"Twilight," Pinkie called.

"Yeah?"

"Why is Sam like this?"

"Nobody knows," Carly told Pinkie. "She's nicer once you get to know her. I promise."

Pinkie turned to Carly. "Pinkie promise?"

"I'm not that confident I'm right."

"While we're on the subject of me being a pony," Twilight began. "can you all please keep this a secret for now?"

"I think that would be best," Freddie agreed.

"Carly's my only friend, so you don't have to worry about me," Sam replied.

"What about Spencer?" Carly asked.

Twilight nodded. "Okay, but only Spencer. Nopony else."

"It's 'nobody else'," Freddie reminded her.

"Oh yeah..."

Carly nodded. "I'll make sure he doesn't blab your secret."

"Thank you." Twilight nearly went to hug Carly, but remembered what happened to Freddie and stopped herself.

"I won't pass out," Carly assured her.

They hugged, earning an "aww" from Pinkie.

A few days later, Twilight Sparkle went to Carly's apartment. Freddie was already there knocking on the door.

"Hey Freddie," she waved.

"Hey."

"I’ll tell you something! She is what’s wrong with the world!"

Carly opened the door and they went inside.

"Who’s what’s wrong with the world?" Freddie asked.

"Ms. Briggs," she said, walking into the kitchen where Sam was.

"Well hey. At least she got that brown lump taken off of her nose," he replied following Carly. Twilight followed along as well.

Carly continued with her rant. "I just hate it when adults like her can control what kids can do and see. It ticks me off!"

"What happened?" asked Twilight.

"Ms. Briggs won't let any of the kids we picked join the talent show, including you," Sam said while using a knife on a chunk of meat. "Fredward accidentally uploaded the parts where we were talking about Ms. Briggs's pointy boobs." She continued fiddling with the knife. "Why do they put a bone right in the middle of the ham?"

"Oh well," Twilight frowned. "I don't think the world was ready for my magic anyway."

"Wait a minute," Carly turned back to her friends. "When Freddie uploaded the video, those kids wrote stuff like: you guys should upload more videos and when's your next show and we want more. Let's give them more."

"Okay, what are we talking about?" Sam asked.

"Doing a web show," she explained. "Online, every week."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Because it can be whatever we want it to be. No adults to say you can't do this, you can't do that. We can do whatever we want. Say whatever we want!"

"Would it mean I have to do... work and stuff?"

"Well, if you're gonna do a show you gotta prepare for it."

"Nah, we'll make it your show. You do the work and I'll just show up and be your amusing little sidekick." Sam began to eat some ham she scavenged.

"Wait, what's the show gonna be about?" Freddie asked.

"Anything," Carly answered. "Something different every week. But for the first show, kids with bizarre-o talents."

Sam liked where this was going. "Clever! Ms. Briggs says 'no, no, no.' We say 'yeah, yeah, yeah.'"

Freddie took a piece of ham and ate it. "Hey, why don't you guys call your show iCarly?" he suggested. "Y'know, I, Internet. Carly, You."

"I like it," Sam nodded.

"iCarly's cool," Carly nodded.

"I also like it," Twilight chimed in.

"And, um, you're gonna need a technical producer, right?" Freddie added. "To set up the lights, audio, work the camera..."

"Can I do my magic on the show?" Twilight asked.

"Of course," Carly said. "I mean your pony magic is amazing." She turned to the only male in the room. "And of course you can be our tech producer, Freddie."

Twilight smiled. She was definitely going to enjoy her vacation, being part of some sort of "web show." She didn't fully understand what that meant yet. She knew what a show was, but what did any of this have to do with webs?

"5, 4, 3, 2!"

The first iCarly web show began. They used the third floor to film the web show, with Spencer's permission... kind of...

Twilight was actually behind the studio because she was one of the "bizarre-o talents." She was patiently waiting for her cue, as she was the last act of the show. She's immediately after the girl who plays the trumpet on a pogo stick.

"Our last talented girl is named Twilight Sparkle," Carly exclaimed.

"That's a weird name. Don't ya think?" Sam added.

"Maybe, but her talent is much weirder! Give it up for Twilight!"

That's my cue, she thought, running up to where Carly and Sam were, holding an apple.

"You see this apple, right?"

"That is an apple," Carly answered.

"What are you going to do to this apple?"

"I'm going to turn it into an orange," Twilight replied, with just as much enthusiasm as the hosts of the show.

"You're not going to cover up the apple before you turn it into an orange?" Sam asked, exaggerating her shock.

"Why would I? The magic I do doesn't involve any tricks. Now watch."

Freddie moved the camera toward the apple, which was now on the table they brought in for her. Twilight concentrated her magic, with her purple aura engulfing the apple. Amazingly, she was able to turn the apple into an orange.

"Wow!" Carly exclaimed. "You didn't even need to say 'Abracadabra.'"

"Alakazam!" Sam exclaimed.

"Hocus pocus!"

"Open sesame!"

"Before we go, one of us should eat the orange so that the viewers know it's a real orange," Carly suggested.

"I'll eat it," Sam volunteered. She peeled the orange, but instead of the normal orange insides one would expect from an orange, it looked a little more like an apple. Shrugging to herself, she took a bite. "This... tastes like an apple," she commented.

"Oops," Twilight said. She didn't think the spell would backfire on her. "I don't know what I did wrong."

"Look on the bright side Twilight," Carly began. "You just created the world's first apple with an orange peel."

"Not only that, but we were also thinking of letting you join us as a third host on iCarly," Sam added.

"Really?"

"Yeah, you'd do great as a host," Carly admitted. "Do you want to join us on iCarly?"

"O-of course I'll be a host!"

"Well since you're the new host you should end the show for us," Sam offered.

"Sure," Twilight exclaimed turning toward the camera. "Thanks for watching the first web show of iCarly. Tune in next time!"

Before the show actually ended, the girl that played the trumpet came back on the pogo stick to play them out. Everyone was jumping around as the trumpet played its tune.

"I'm actually enjoying this," Twilight exclaimed as she jumped with her new friends.

"And we're clear," Freddie cheered, ending the webcast. Everyone was celebrating the new webcast, practically talking over each other about how awesome the web show was.

"Thirty-seven thousand ponies watched your show?!" Rainbow nearly shouted.

"Well, it's not really my show," Twilight admitted. "and they're not really ponies."

"But thirty-seven thousand humans watched you do magic."

Twilight nodded.

"Awesome!"

"I don't know 'bout that, Rainbow," Applejack warned. "What if one of those humans wanted ta use your magic for something bad?"

"I don't think I have to worry about that. Most of them told me they were amazed by the 'special effects.'"

"Your what?"

"They thought Freddie did something with his camera equipment to make it look like a turned an apple into an orange. They thought it was just a gag they did before they revealed me as the third host of iCarly."

"Are you sure you'll be fine?"

Twilight nodded. "I have friends to protect me."

"What about Sam?" Pinkie inquired. "She wasn't very nice."

"Carly probably sees something in her that I don't. I'm sure there's more to her than calling Freddie a 'nerd.'"

"I don't know," Rainbow worried. "She sounds a lot like Gilda."

"I think she just hates Freddie for whatever reason," Twilight shrugged. "She hasn't been rude to anypony else."

"So she's Carly's friend but not Freddie's."

"I-I don't know," she faltered. "Sometimes she calls him a 'nerd' and sometimes she agrees with him. She liked the name for the web show, 'iCarly.'"

"Then why is Sa-"

Before they could keep discussing Sam the orb spit out a flame revealing a letter.

"Sorry guys I have to go," Twilight said. "Princess Celestia sent me a letter."

The call ended and Twilight began reading the letter.

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

Unfortunately, Discord wasn't lying. You cannot return to Equestria, at least not right away. Nopony knows how to make a portal to Seattle. The only other portal I can think of is the Crystal Mirror, but it doesn't lead to the same world from what I can gather. However, I believe Discord is hiding something from both of us, so I'm going to be interrogating him about Seattle. Let's just say it'll be... shocking... for him.

"Wait what?" She shook her head. Yep, she read that right. Her own teacher was going to zap Discord for information. Something tells me I should ignore that and continue reading.

~~Anyways, Equestria has done well without the Elements of Harmony in the past. Granted, there weren't any significant threats before Nightmare Moon returned...~~

Have fun in Seattle! I've got this under control! Please ignore the crossed-out sentence above.

Sincerely,
Princess Celestia

Twilight facepalmed. She facepalmed again. She's... facepalming some more...

She seriously needs to stop facepalming that's gonna hurt after a while.

"Ow," Twilight winced. "Stupid vacation!"

Yes, it's the vacation's fault that you keep slapping yourse- She can't hear me. I'm the narrator.

Author's Note

Well, Twilight's one of the iCarly hosts now... I don't know what else I'm supposed to put in the author's notes, so here's a stock image of a clown playing the keyboard:

iAm Stuck Here

While her new friends were having some sort of "crazy hat party" at Carly's apartment, Twilight couldn't participate because of the stack of US History papers she had to deal with. It wasn't that big because it was early in the school year, but it was big enough that she had to read about the 13 colonies and this "Revolutionary War" the principal mentioned. She barely made it past the colony chapter when she read about how they came to be.

"That's horrible!" she cried. "Nopony should have to be taken from their home like that!"

She decided to stop reading for the moment and think about the bizarre events that took place on her first day of school to get her mind off of colonialism. Ironically, her day started in history class.

Flashback Noises

Mr. Stern lived up to his name. The moment she walked into the classroom, he was scolding a kid for bringing food into the classroom he got from the cafeteria. "One-hour detention," was the verdict.

The class was learning about the Revolutionary War. Twilight couldn't comprehend why they couldn't settle their differences peacefully but remembered having to use the Elements of Harmony on Discord in their first encounter, so she sort of understood why the whole thing escalated into war, especially considering the colonies were controlled by the British they were fighting. However, she was still upset that that's how the United States became independent.

When the bell rang, Mr. Stern requested Twilight see him after class. Naturally when she stayed after class, Mr. Stern dropped the stack of papers on her desk.

"I need you to complete all this homework by Friday."

Flashback Noises

Next up, Twilight had geometry. When she entered the classroom, she noticed Freddie was there too and waved. The teacher, Mr. Howard, groaned at the interaction.

"You must be the new student," Mr. Howard said in a mocking tone. "I've heard so much about you, Twilight. I was told you wore some sort of unicorn costume for your little magician talent, including that hair dye you're still using."

"Umm... yes, sir," Twilight replied nervously. Before she actually started school she searched for a boutique. She ended up settling for some store called "Sears" for her new clothes. Obviously, she called Rarity to help her with picking out outfits with... mixed results. She was able to hide her horn and wings with magic, but she could never figure out how to disguise her human mane to have a more natural color. Good thing she now had an excuse for the purple hair, so she didn't need to. Regardless of her successful disguise, she was more worried about why a teacher would be so rude to his students.

"Unfortunately for you, we have a seating chart, so you can't sit next to that nuisance you call a friend," the teacher scoffed before checking his seating chart and angrily sighing. "Consider yourself lucky, Miss Sparkle. The only seat left is next to Freddie. Ugh."

Throughout the lesson, Mr. Howard wouldn't stop complaining about his wife, so it was difficult for him to complete the lesson. She didn't really need the lesson because she already knew some of these equations from past teachings as a pony.

"You should just use the textbook to learn this stuff," Freddie whispered to Twilight. "You'll learn a lot more from it than from Mr. Howard."

"It's okay," Twilight whispered back. "I already know all this."

"Wait really? Your pony schools must be really advanced."

"Academically yes. Technologically, probably not considering your camera equipment."

Luckily for both of them, Mr. Howard did not see them whispering to each other, relieving them of at least two hours of detention.

As the "lesson" continued, Twilight couldn't help but wonder why this so-called teacher was ever allowed in the building, let alone be allowed to teach a class.

Flashback Noises

The last notable class was Ms. Briggs's English class. This time, she shared the class with Carly, Sam, and Freddie. She sat near them, causing the teacher to roll her eyes.

"It appears we have a new student," Ms. Briggs said bluntly. "I'm Ms. Briggs, your English teacher for the year."

"Twilight Sparkle."

"So, I've heard," Ms. Briggs paused. "Have you ever read the novel Of Mice and Men by any chance?"

"Yes, I have," Twilight responded, thinking it must've been similar to the novel Of Mice and Mares back home.

"Wait a minute," Freddie interrupted. "We weren't required to rea-"

"Pipe down, Freddie," Ms. Briggs barked while handing Twilight a piece of paper and a pen. "Could you please write a short summary of the novel for me? You'll be graded on accuracy."

"Sure," Twilight said with full confidence.

Observing the way other humans wrote papers over the weekend, she decided to work on writing with her dominant "hand," as everyone else called them, so it wouldn't draw attention to her invisible horn. She now had a chance to show off her excellent writing skills as a human. Noticing that Ms. Briggs was looming over her, she began writing.

"I forgot to mention you are timed," Ms. Briggs announced looking at her watch. "Ten minutes."

Twilight scribbled as fast as she could while making sure the main plot was accurately described, while also omitting any references to magic and ponies. She also made sure to swap the genders because she was positive the "men" in the title was the equivalent to "stallions".

"Times up! Give me your paper."

When the paper was returned Ms. Briggs raised an eyebrow. "You didn't write down any names."

"You're grading for accuracy," Twilight argued. "I didn't want to be inaccurate on something as simple as a name."

"Alright, smart-aleck, why did you mention that Curly's wife's neck was snapped, but only mention that Lenny was killed by George when looking at the river thinking about the rabbits?"

"I don't remember how George killed Lenny," Twilight lied quickly. In Of Mice and Mares, Violet Rain prevents Lillypad Fire from dying an excruciating death from everypony else by killing her with an illegal lethal magic spell that only Celestia and Luna can perform, although they refuse to. She couldn't even comprehend a human equivalent for this, let alone write it down within ten minutes.

Ms. Briggs looked at Twilight with furrowed eyebrows for a few seconds before giving up.

"Fine," Ms. Briggs said. "You get full credit."

Twilight was relieved Ms. Briggs gave her a good grade for the paper.

The "boy," as they called human colts, that was sitting next to Freddie and in front of Twilight turned to her and whispered, "Ms. Briggs is usually meaner than that. I'm surprised she gave you full credit."

"GIBBY!" the teacher yelled, grabbing the boy's attention.

During the English lesson, Twilight felt a little uneasy. It was almost as if Ms. Briggs was suspicious of her about something. Did she do anything wrong or was this school just full of unnecessarily mean teachers?

Flashback Noises

Maybe I should tell everypony about these teachers, Twilight thought before turning to the stack of papers still on the table.

"Maybe next time," she sighed. "I wish I was at that hat party now."

The next morning, Twilight was awoken by the sound of loud knocking. Slightly annoyed, she swung open her apartment door.

"Why are you knocking so loud?" she yelled. The figure knocking on Carly's door turned around.

"Sorry, Purple. I was just trying to see if Carly has the answers to our algebra homework," said Sam. "It's due today."

Twilight raised an eyebrow but decided to ignore the comment. Remembering the conversation she had with her friends about Sam, she decided to hopefully address her rude behavior, especially towards Freddie. Thinking about it, Sam wasn't really that mean to Freddie from what she saw, but it still seems she did hate him. Maybe she could get Sam to be more friendly towards him.

"Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you hate Freddie?"

"What are you talking about? We're friends," Sam argued.

"You told me you were the friend of Carly that hated him," Twilight reminded her.

"Twibright-"

"Twilight."

"Whatever," she waved off the correction. "Don't you have friends that you kind of hate, but not really?"

Twilight thought about her friends from home. She didn't really hate any of them. Applejack. Pinkie Pie. Rainbow Dash. Rarity. Fluttershy. There's also Discord now that he's refo-

"I get what you're saying now," she nodded. "but Freddie is nothing like Discord. He's just minding his own business, while Carly's worried you knocked him out."

"You were the one that-"

"Yeah, but it seemed like she thought you hit him! To me, that raises some questions!" she yelled.

"A few weeks ago, I accidentally hit him with my locker door and he passed out. Big whoop."

"Did you at least apologize?"

"My God, Twilight. You're worse than Carly. " Sam groaned.

"Did. You. At. Least. Apologize?"

"I don't remember."

"Apologize to him," Twilight ordered.

"He's probably asleep. I'll do it later," Sam waved it off.

Freddie entered the hallway, surprised to see Twilight and Sam already up. Twilight saw him standing there and pointed at him, facing back to Sam.

"Apologize," Twilight ordered again.

Sam stormed over to Freddie. "I'm sorry that I knocked you out with my locker a few weeks ago. I didn't see you there."

"I forgive you, Sam?" Freddie replied with a raised eyebrow.

"Twilight forced me to apologize," she pointed, now facing towards the waving pony-turned-human. "Honestly, If you care about Fredward so much, why don't you just marry him?"

Hearing all the commotion, Carly opened the door. "What do you want Sam?"

"Where's your algebra homework?"

"Aw, jeez," Carly sighed, letting Sam in her apartment.

Freddie turned to Twilight and smiled. "I can't believe you actually got her to apologize. Thanks."

"No problem, Freddie," Twilight smiled back. "Hopefully she'll come around."

"I doubt it."

"There's always a chance," Twilight explained. "Remember when I told you about Discord."

"Yeah. What about him?"

"He used to be our enemy and brought chaos for his own amusement. It was only until later that we were able to reform him, although I'm not sure how reformed he is considering he brought me here."

"Why is tha- Oh right. You're a princess."

Twilight nodded. "I'm also the bearer of an Element of Harmony. They're used to help maintain peace and order, but anyways, you do see what I mean about Sam though, right?"

Sam barged out of Carly's room with Carly following behind. "We should get to school you weirdos," she barked.

"Wait up!" Twilight said as she rushed over to the girls, Freddie closely following along.

Their next show went off without a hitch, although they had to cut Twilight's magic segment in favor of a new "Messin' with Lewbert" segment. Usually, Twilight wasn't that fond of pranks, but since he was pretty rude to her as well, she decided to play along. After the show, they all ate Carly's spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. Obviously, Twilight would still refuse to tell her friends that she ate such delicious meat.

While they were eating, Sam comments that more people should be watching their show because it's getting better. Carly proposed a contest where everybody comes up with ideas to get more viewers to watch iCarly. They split into teams, with Carly and Sam on one team and Freddie and Spencer on the other. Twilight decides not to join the contest.

"Why not?" Carly asked. "You're part of the iCarly crew, so you should help us get more viewers with this competition."

"I don't know how I would get people to watch the show," Twilight admitted. "Even if I did, wouldn't the teams be unequal? There are already two teams of two. I also confronted Sam last week. Knowing her, she'd probably be mad that I joined Freddie's team and we'll probably get into an argument if I join your team."

"I'll make sure Sam doesn't-"

"It's fine, Carly," Sam interrupts. "I don't blame her. She's never seen a computer before she joined this web show."

Twilight got up from her chair, finished with the spaghetti dinner. "Thanks for the meal, but I got to go. You guys have fun with your contest thing."

Everyone waved goodbye as Twilight went back to her own apartment.

Meanwhile, Ms. Briggs and Mr. Howard were being chummy in the teacher's lounge. It was the gross kind of "chummy", but they were being chummy nonetheless.

"Have you seen the new student, Marty?" asked the English teacher.

"Ugh," came the knee-jerk reply. "She's in my geometry class. Of course, I've heard of her."

"Principal Franklin had told me some strange things about that Sparkle girl."

"What do you mean, Francine?"

"He mentioned she had a weird writing style," she replied. "Apparently she had a glowing horn that would levitate the pencil and she wrote her placement test answers with it."

The geometry teacher chuckled. "That spineless principal needs his eyes checked. There's no way she could've done such a thing. It's scientifically impossible."

"Well," Ms. Briggs continued. "She's no magician, but there was something very peculiar about her when I observed her in my class."

"Do tell."

"I gave her a 10-minute pop quiz where she had to summarize Of Mice and Men and I told her she would be graded on accuracy. When she gave me her summary, she didn't write a single character's name and never mentioned how George killed Lenny."

"And why was this peculiar?"

"Well, she claimed to have actually read the book and knows a lot of what happens in the story, yet she can't name a single character in the novel nor could she describe one of the most important scenes in the novel. I only gave the little smart-aleck full credit because she accurately described the plot."

"That is strange," he admitted. "I didn't notice anything bizarre about the new student. I was too busy complaining about my wife."

Ms. Briggs groaned. "Why don't you divorce the woman already?"

Eventually, their discussion devolved into a rant about Mrs. Howard and divorce. Neither teacher remembered talking about Twilight for the rest of their little meeting. This was great for Twilight. Had they continued talking about her, they would've likely conspired to figure out her secret and possibly get her expelled.

While Twilight was completing a new stack of homework, which luckily wasn't as big as the last one, her orb rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Twilight," said Discord.

Twilight remembered the letter she got from the princess. "Did Princess Celestia try to-"

"Yes, she did. It didn't hurt me, but it became such an annoyance, especially considering I couldn't use my chaos magic. When she figured that out, she only continued."

Twilight facepalmed again. "I'll have to write to her about this. Did you tell her anything you should tell me?"

"Yes," Discord replied. "I was forced to Pinkie Promise to tell you that I accidentally traveled you back around 6 years. It was unintentional and I apologize."

"Apology accepted and I already knew that. Anything else?"

He snapped his fingers and now she was in Mr. Howard's classroom, or at least a carbon copy. Mr. Howard walked through the door and happily greeted Twilight.

Mrs. Howard was eating dinner, far away from her husband. They agreed to live in separate parts of the house. Suddenly, she has a weird sense.

"I feel as if my husband was magically taken to an apartment complex," she spoke her thoughts. "He's such a loser. Won't even say 'Goodbye, wife. I'll be back.'. Why haven't I divorced him yet?"

"Don't worry," Discord assured. "He won't remember a thing once he's done with the presentation."

With another snap of his fingers the black box he used to present Seattle appeared, now displaying "The Consequences of Inter-Dimensional Time Travel" as the presentation's title. The transitions were just as exciting as the previous presentation. He started lecturing, pointing to the colorful diagrams for visual aid.

"When being thrown into another dimension in the past, respective to the present of the original dimension, and the 'past' dimension has significantly less magic, it is impossible to return to the original dimension at the now future time. It is only possible to return to the time that you are currently at. Since you are in 2007 in this dimension, it is only logical that you attempt to leave some time in 2013 to get back to the time you left. Discord, however, recommends you return a few months later, considering you talking to the future and returning at a similar time may cause time paradoxes and destroy both dimensions. Luckily, the moment your future self is in Equestria, you won't have to worry about paradoxes, because Discord will only communicate in a sort of 'null' dimension after this time."

Mr. Howard bows as the presentation ends and the classroom along with him is snapped away.

"Great," Mrs. Howard groans. "My husband returned and he didn't even say 'Hello. I love you.'"

She turned to the stack of divorce papers right next to her and sighed in defeat. "Today's not the day."

"I'll keep all of that in mind," Twilight noted. "Now, who's gonna be the Element of Magic during these few months?"

"Why, it will be Spike, of course," came the confident reply.

"I don't think Spike can do magic."

"Nonsense."

With a snap of his fingers, Discord makes Spike appear. Spike turns his head in every direction in a panic before Discord grabs it and swivels it toward the orb.

Spike was relieved. "Oh. Hey, Twilight."

Before she could say "hi" back, Discord snapped his fingers and suddenly Spike is now wearing Twilight's crown.

Twilight facepalmed. "Are we really doing this?"

"Yes," Discord replied with the most serious tone. "He is practically your understudy."

"Y-yeah," Spike hesitantly agreed. "I-I can d-do ma-mag-"

Suddenly, Spike burped and a fireball came out. Many of Fluttershy's animals could be seen scurrying around in fear.

"Well, it seems that the princess will have to teach you the ins and outs."

"Sweet Celestia," Twilight groaned.

"Yeah, her," Discord nodded. "Speaking of her, I believe you should write a letter to her about playing with electricity. She's become more... malicious since she heard about your situation."

"But what about-"

"Spike will be fine, as long as Celestia is willing to teach a dragon magic."

Sighing in defeat, Twilight waved goodbye to Discord, knowing the conversation was going nowhere. Then, she began writing the letter.

Dear Princess Celestia,

Are you CRAZY?!?

I thought you were just joking! What made you think shocking Discord was a good idea? Did you try to shock other ponies before like this? What's gotten into you?!? Are you okay?

Now that I've calmed down, I'm sure Discord has already told you about the fact I'm 6 years in the past in this "Seattle" dimension, so I will return in a few months, but from 6 years in the future. I've been told once this time arises, all communication between us will be forced to cease to avoid the destruction of both dimensions.

Also, Discord made Spike the bearer of the Element of Magic. You have to teach him how to at least control it. Please tell me you at least got that under control.

Your faithful (and now extremely critical) student,
Twilight Sparkle

She then uses the orb's flames to send the message to the princess, extremely worried about her mentor's mental health.

The next day, Twilight got into a call with her friends.

"Twilight, don't you possess the element of magic," Rarity said. "Surely you'll figure out something to do for your little show."

"Yeah, but I don't use my magic for entertainment. I only use magic out of necessity. I don't use it as a spectacle."

"Oooh! Oooh! I have an idea! I have an idea!" uttered an excited pink pony.

"Pinkie, I'm not doing the egg thing again."

"Awww."

"I have an even better idea," Rainbow proposed.

"Rainbow-"

"Hear me out, Twilight. This will surely get more pon- I mean humans to watch this iCarly thing."

"Okay, what do you have."

Cue the Silent Whisper trope.

"So why did you bring me here?" asked Freddie.

"I want to show you some of my magic for iCarly to see what you think of it," Twilight replied.

"Why didn't you also ask Carly and Sam to come over? They're the stars of the show."

"I want them to be just as surprised by the magic as the viewers back home," Twilight explained, shutting the door behind her. "You're behind the camera, so the viewers won't really see your reaction. I had this idea after the whole 'Messin' with Lewbert' segment."

She began her magic performance. When she was done, she asked the boy what he thought of it.

Freddie offered a round of applause and an evil smirk in return. "This is gonna be a great segment."

"And there you have it!"

"You can drink spaghetti and meatballs!"

"He must have a strong stomach. I'd probably vomit if I tried to drink that," Twilight shivered.

"I agree," Carly said with a smile.

"Eh, a smoothie is a smoothie," Sam argued. "Now get out of here, Emmit. You creep me out!"

The boy held up the blender still full of the spaghetti and meatball smoothie.

"Yes, you can have the rest," Carly replied to the implied question. "Okay, so we had something planned before this segment, but Twilight insisted she does her magic for the show again."

"We don't really have a name for her magic segments yet," Sam added.

"So we're just gonna call it Twilight Does Magic until we have something that sounds better."

Sam pushed the applause button as the camera pans to Twilight.

"For my first trick, I wi-"

Twilight disappeared in a purple flash. Sam and Carly just stood there in confusion. Freddie also pretended to be confused, but he knew what was going on.

"That was weird," Sam commented.

"God, I hope she's ok," came Carly's reaction.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps coming from nearby stairs. The door swung open and Twilight was back, but her hair and clothes were a mess.

"Sorry I'm late to the show," she said, gasping for air. "I was busy with homework and lost track of time."

"But you were just here," Carly said.

Twilight just stared at her like she said something stupid. "What do you mean? I just said I was doing hom-"

Twilight disappeared in a purple flash. Carly and Sam just look at the camera like they were being filmed against their will. Freddie just shrugged.

"I think we're having technical difficulties," Freddie suggested.

"Twilight's not a robot, though," Carly replied.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps and the door swung open.

"Why didn't you guys tell me we started filming?" Twilight said, looking angry.

"Twilight, are you okay?" Carly asked.

"No, I'm not okay! You guys started the show witho-"

Twilight disappeared in a purple flash. Instead of disappearing, she appeared back in the spot she was originally in.

"For my first trick... I'll..." Twilight looked at Carly and Sam, seeming to be creeped out. "Why are you guys staring at me like that?"

"Okay, someone please tell me what is going on?" Sam demanded.

"Well, you're staring at me weirdly before I eve-" Twilight began, before disappearing in a purple flash again.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Could you let me in," came Twilight's voice outside of the studio. "I think you locked me out."

Sam walks toward the studio door and opens it. "I swear there's something wrong with tha-"

BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Sam screams and falls to the ground. Twilight raises her hands in victory. "Abracadabra!"

Sam, although extremely angry, gives Twilight a thumbs up and growls. "I hate you for that, but it was a great prank. Mad respect." She then grabs Twilight by her collar. "Don't do it again."

When she heard Freddie laughing, she quipped. "Of course the nerd is involved. When's the marriage?"

"Guys, let's just do the next segment," Carly said, also kind of peeved. "That was... an interesting trick, Twilight."

"Thanks, my friend thought of it. I was inspired by our Messin' with Lewbert segment to add the airhorn finish."

"Now that Twilight's done with her magic, we're gonna do something we've never done before."

Carly and Sam talked about the contest they had to try and get more viewers. Carly and Sam made a sign to advertise on TV, which was ruined by the rain. Spencer and Freddie's plan was to make a bright sign on the road for the traffic to witness. They communicated with Spencer near the highway from a screen in the studio. Unfortunately, when Spencer tried to demonstrate the sign, it was too bright and caused a severe traffic jam. When he tried to turn off the sign, it turned from an iCarly advertisement to "Pee on Carl". Twilight was both upset and amused by the sign.

"I would've probably done a lot worse," Twilight giggled. "Who's Carl?"

"I don't know," yelled Spencer.

After the web show, the crew started looking at comments. Then there was a knock on Carly's door. When she opened it, the police were there with Spencer. Apparently, Spencer had gotten himself into custody for the highway incident and it seemed the sign had offended officer Carl.

"Suddenly the 'Pee on Carl' thing is less funny now," Twilight commented.

"Agreed," said officer Carl as he left with the rest of the police.

Spencer apologized for ruining the webcast.

"Actually, everypony loved the webcast," Twilight said.

"Everybody," Carly corrected.

"Everybody loved the webcast. I'm glad I didn't mess up my words during the show."

"Yeah, but you kinda messed up my hearing," Sam said, digging her finger into her ear.

"I'm really sorry about that."

"Calm down. It's fine," Sam assured. "Just don't do it again."

After she was forgiven for the prank she did, they showed Spencer the comments that were laughing at their failed attempts at advertising. Upon seeing this, Spencer made an interesting observation.

"Okay, so wait, wait, wait. We all failed miserably trying to get you guys more viewers for iCarly. And yet, it is precisely those miserable failures that are getting you guys more viewers for iCarly?"

With that, they laugh and get pizza. Along the way, Twilight remembered something.

"So what was the prize for whoever won the contest?" she asked.

"Not touching Lewbert's disgusting wart," Spencer answered.

"That's what happens if you lose," Freddie added.

"Wait, so since both teams lost, don't you all have to touch Lewbert's wart?"

They all looked at each other awkwardly.

Lewbert screamed in horror as the iCarly crew went in a line to touch Lewbert's wart, all except for Twilight who was eating the pizza they ordered.

"This low-fat cheese-less vegetarian pizza is delicious."

"I can't believe that you made us do that," Carly complained, rubbing hand sanitizer on her hands. "You didn't even participate in the competition."

"Yeah, that airhorn prank was punishment enough," Sam agreed, still mad at the magic trick Twilight pulled. She poured most of the hand sanitizer on her hands, leaving Freddie with an empty bottle.

"I mean, you did say the losers have to touch Lewbert's wart and you all lost," Twilight shrugged. "Spencer you can stop touching his wart now."

"This is so coo- I mean, groooooossss" replied Spencer, walking away and looking around for something. "Where's the hand sanitizer bottle?"

"WHEN DO I GET MY $40?" Lewbert screamed. "I HATE PEOPLE!"

"Here you go," Twilight said, giving Lewbert the money. "Now can you stop screaming?"

Feeling the anger in her voice, Lewbert lowered his volume in fear she would set on fire again. "Sorry."

Author's Note

The Publish button and the Edit button are really close together, so I hit the publish button by mistake. I'm guessing it's a bad idea to write chapters on the website and instead write them on Word or something to avoid this. Anyways, sorry about that if you accidentally got a notification saying that I updated this or something like that before I actually published the chapter.

Lillypad Fire and Violet Rain were randomly generated names from googling "my little pony name generator" because I'm not creative. I tried to pick names that best fit George and Lenny, but there are probably better one's y'all could come up with.

Unfortunately, since I started this fanfic during iCarly's first episode, Gibby won't a prominent character for a while (he's in a minority of the first two seasons, most of Season 3, and all of the final two seasons), although I'll try and give him more appearances in this fanfiction because Gibby is the best character of iCarly hands down. ~~You are wrong if you disagree.~~ I'm kidding.

I have no real excuse for why this chapter took a year to get done, except for maybe college work. Because of this accidental hiatus, I reread the published chapters. I edited them slightly, but it was just a few bits of sentence that I didn't think looked right.

Hopefully, the characters are still somewhat accurate to their canon counterparts, although I feel like there are some OOC moments (especially with Princess Celestia. I really went through with that "shocking" comment). I could just be paranoid over nothing, but I don't know.

FUN FACT (I guess... I just don't know what else to put in the Author's Notes): One of the main motivations for me writing this fanfiction was the fact that the only other fanfiction crossover about iCarly was... widely agreed to be not that good (the trollfic about Gibby's weird cult didn't exist yet. I personally think that's a work of art). I'm pretty sure these are the only iCarly fanfictions and that's probably for the best.

I want to do something to explain Jeremy/Germy's weird absence later on in iCarly. He's just dropped from the show with no explanation. I mean it could've been obvious he died from disease or something, but nothing's explicitly mentioned unless there was a line in one of the episodes I missed.

I will try to diverge away from iCarly canon because it would be really boring just to go through the motions. For example, I already have some vague idea of what to do with the episode iNevel for a future chapter and how that might cause future episodes involving Nevel to not happen.

iSleep

Twilight was feeling oddly happy today. Nothing weird happened that she has to deal with, the iCarly webcast went smoothly, and she was done with her stack of homework.

"Great," Twilight sighed in relief. "Now I can just relax and read about... anything that's not US History."

She grabbed the orb and looked through the library when there was a knock at the door.

"I should've seen that coming," Twilight grumbled, opening the door.

"Hey, Twilight," waved Carly. "Remember the last time on iCarly when we asked our viewers to submit dance videos to us?"

"Are we going to judge them now?"

"Well, yeah, but there's a bit of a problem."

"What?"

Carly hesitated to speak the bad news. "We got 3,000 dance videos submitted, so we have to watch 500 videos a day to finish judging them before the beginning of the next iCarly webcast."

"So we're gonna delay the webcast before we're done? The viewers will understand."

Carly shook her head. "We'd probably get way more submissions before then."

"Why didn't you add a deadline then?"

Carly thought about that for a moment. "Dang it. That's a good idea. I'll tell Freddie to announce a deadline."

"So we're gonna-"

Carly ignored her question. "We might as well start looking through the dance videos before our next show," she said, waving to her apartment. "Come on! Sam and Freddie are already there."

Twilight sighed. It was going to be a long night.

"I can't believe we only watched 482 videos and it's 9:30," Carly complained.

"Who's next?" Twilight asked, showing no signs.

"How are you not tired?" Freddie asked.

"I am getting sick of this, but I usually sleep at 11," Twilight replied. "Also, I'm walking around since there's no room on the couch."

"Good for you," Sam groaned.

They continued reviewing the dances up until Carly, Sam, and Freddie fell asleep. Twilight counted up all the dance videos they had looked at so far.

"Huh, we actually got through all 500 videos, minus Spencer's late submission," Twilight noted. "I'm glad we finished before they fell asleep."

Twilight decided it would be best if she just went back to her apartment. Looking through her orb's library, she looked up a book on sleep and dreams. According to some of the books, dreams tend to be more chaotic in this world. Currently, humans have no consensus on the purpose behind a dream. This is in contrast to Equestria, where dreams are more concrete and less chaotic, as proven by princess Luna's ability to comfort pony's nightmares.

Weird how a world with no magic tends to have more chaos, Twilight thought. I should study up on this in the morning.

Then she fell asleep.

Twilight and the rest of the iCarly crew were walking through Ponyville, with her acting like a tour guide.

"I'm really glad I was able to get back home and I'm really glad my new friends could come along with me," the alicorn said happily.

"Yeah, I'm only here because this is where we're filming iCarly for the webcast," Sam replied.

"Lighten up, Sam," Carly advised. "It could've been worse. We could be stumbling around in our new pony bodies."

"I was wondering about that. Why are we all able to-"

Before Freddie could finish his question, a bunch of royal guards ambush Sam.

"What the hay? Get off me!"

"No can do," answered the royal guard that sounded a lot like officer Carl. "You are under arrest for violating Friendship Code 10-point-5-slash-J-1984-Z-1776-T-dash-482. You have been repeatedly berating Freddie unprovoked."

Ignoring the ridiculous nonexistent Friendship Code Sam was being arrested for, Twilight tries to convince the royal guards to get off of her.

Suddenly, she's carrying a suitcase and sitting in front of Princess Celestia.

"How does the defendant plead?"

"Not guilty," Sam said with utmost confidence.

A crowd of boos was the response to this plea.

"Everypony stop!"

Twilight was breathing heavily as she made her case for Sam. "I have only interacted with Sam for a few weeks, but I don't think she's a bad pony. Sure, she can be a little insulting to Freddie, but she should not be treated like a criminal. Nopony me and my friends have faced had ever become friends with us when we just arrest them for being mean. Why is Sam any different? I know she'll come around and be friends with us."

There's murmuring in the jury as they take in Twilight's argument. Then one of the jury members whispers their verdict to Princess Celestia.

"Unfortunately, Twilight, the jury does not see it that way," Celestia shakes her head. "The jury finds the defendant-"

"NOT GUILTY!"

"Huh?"

Twilight watches as Princess Luna tackles her sister to the ground and bangs on the gavel. The ponies are now cheering at this sudden twist when they were basically after Sam's head a minute ago. Then Twilight realized what had happened.

"Am I dreaming?" Twilight asked in shock. "Wait, how did you get into my dream, princess?"

"Naturally, I sensed somepony had a nightmare, so I had to investigate. It was difficult, but I managed to find your dream. I wasn't sure which one to go through because they were all... jittering. I couldn't decipher who's dream was who's. I eventually found yours, but not before I found your friends' dreams. As for how they appeared, I am not sure."

"So you ended up in other people's dreams?"

"Precisely," Luna nodded. "They were bizarre, but they all happened to involve dancing of some sort."

"We were just reviewing dance videos before the day ended."

"Curious," Luna pondered for a bit. "And why was this 'Gibby' human not wearing an outfit like the rest of the humans?"

"Huh?"

Suddenly a portal was opened and Gibby ran out of it, only wearing shorts. "Is this where the test is? Am I too late?"

Luna poofs up a test with the word PASS on it and gives it to the boy. "It is and you've passed."

Gibby snatches the paper from the strange horse and looks at his test. His eyes widen and he lets out a triumphant, "GIBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!!!"

Gibby stops to catch his breath and runs out of the courtroom, possibly to show the dream ponies of Equestria how well he did on his test.

"Is the colt always like this?" Luna asks, uncovering her ears.

"I only ever talked to him once," Twilight replied, also covering her ears. "Maybe he is. A lot of my other friends aren't this weird, though."

Luna just nodded and moved on to another subject. "Apparently, Discord has made Spike-"

"The new Element of Magic. I was there when he gave him the crown," Twilight nodded. "He even gave him the ability to do magic."

"I think we can both agree that's not an ideal solution to our situation."

"Indeed."

"However, Spike being the bearer of the magic element is better than having no bearer at all," Luna admitted.

Twilight shrugged. "I guess. Hopefully, future me returns to Equestria before he has to use the element."

"We hope so, too."

"Luna we talked ab-"

"I know the 'royal we' is outdated now. I'm referring to the entire country of Equestria. We're all hoping nothing bad happens while you're away, especially my sister."

"Speaking of Princess Celestia: Is she okay?"

"I feared you'd ask that," Luna sighed. "She's extremely angry at Discord for sending you to some other world for no discernable reason. She even went as far as to use an old shock spell to interrogate the Lord of Chaos."

"It still concerns me that she decided to shock him," Twilight trembled.

"So you've already heard about it," Luna noted, before continuing. "When she received the news that Spike was the new bearer of the Element of Magic, she lost it. She's... better now, but I don't know why she had such strong responses to Discord's tricks. I've been scolding her for weeks about the shock spell. She insists she won't do it again." Luna said.

"Luna?"

"Yes, Twilight."

"When you said 'she lost it,' how severe was it?"

"We had to tie her down."

"Sweet Celestia!"

"No," Luna shook her head. "No, she wasn't."

There was a faint knocking sound.

"I think you're about to wake up."

"I can't wait to see you guys again," Twilight said. "And I hope Celestia is sane when I return."

"You'll be back in a few years," Luna smiled, as the dream faded away and was replaced with knocking. "I'll get my sister under control!"

"TWILIGHT!" Sam yelled from the other side of the door.

"What do you want, Sam? I'm trying to sleep!"

"Did ya conjure up some goth woman to scold me about Fredward again?"

"No, I was asleep! Why are we screaming?"

Twilight unlocked the door and Sam burst in growling. "Don't lie to me, Purple. You used some sort of mind spell to put a goth woman into my thoughts to scold me about Fredward."

"That wasn't me," Twilight insisted.

Sam sighed in anger and walked out of her room. "You're lucky she saved me from dancing to bagpipe music."

Twilight just sat on her bed, dumbfounded. She looked to the side and saw a piece of paper laying there. She grabbed it and began to read.

Dear Twilight,

I do not joke about such a serious matter as a shock spell punishment. I assure you, I have not gone insane. I was very aware the shock spell wouldn't significantly affect a being of chaos magic. I was merely annoying him into telling me what he was hiding and forced him to tell you what he told me.

It'll be terribly difficult to teach Spike magic, but I will definitely manage to get him to control it at the very least. He'll most likely make a great student, considering you took him under your wing.

I'm glad that a future version of you will inevitably return. It will be unfortunate that I will not receive any input about your Seattle visit after your future self arrives, although she can tell me about her six-year journey when possible. I miss you and wish you a safe trip back to Equestria.

Sincerely,
Princess Celestia

p.s. Please ignore the unusual handwriting. I am trying out a new writing style and am totally not a random pony hired by ~~Princess Celestia~~ myself to write for ~~her~~ myself. These are all my own personal words and this letter has not been ghostwritten in any way.

p.p.s. Okay, I might've lied. Princess Luna will ~~be the one teaching Spike magic~~ also help me with teaching Spike magic since it'll be more difficult for a dragon to use unicorn magic.

The letter only left Twilight wide-eyed. "What the hay?"

Author's Note

Yes, the title is a reference to that dead meme. Yes, I am an unfunny Redditor.

Originally, this chapter was meant to be the ending portion of Chapter 3, but I decided against it because it would've been too long and it felt weird to make a chapter out of two episodes with the way I wrote it. Also, publishing two chapters at once will (maybe) compensate for the accidental hiatus.

Since these Author's Notes are pretty short, here's another stock picture. This time, it's a picture of a woman throwing spaghetti in the forest because I've noticed they eat spaghetti a few times, making the picture somewhat related.