The Sphere of Psyche

Pinkie Pie was bouncing along through Ponyville, waving to everypony she passed.

She had such a fun time with her friends, but now it was time to get serious.

There were parties to plan after all!

She entered Sugarcube Corner and waved to the cakes as she entered her room and slide down the hidden slide to her party cave, taking a seat in her gumdrop beanbag chair and looking at the party files laid out on her desk.

Silver Spoon’s birthday was coming up next, so she decided to start there.

As she was looking through the file to see what color napkins she should order, a voice spoke to her.

Wouldn’t doing research help to best plan a party for a filly of the elite?

Pinkie Pie laughed. “Twilight that may work for you, but you know my method of befriending everypony and getting to know them is the best way to-”

Pinkie Pie looked back expecting to see her friend Twilight Sparkle standing behind her, but her only present company in her cave was her variety of party supplies.

“Twilight? Hello! Are you hiding from me? If you wanted to play hide and seek, you just should’ve said so.” She called out as she peeked in her drawers, looked through the balloons on her ceiling, and even glanced under her desk for any sign of the purple alicorn, but came up empty hoof.

She giggled to herself. “Silly brain. Are you playing tricks on me again?” She said as she patted her head with her hoof.

Usually she didn’t see things unless she ate more than three full size cakes in a two hour period.

She settled down at her desk once more and began looking at Silver Spoon’s file again only for the voice to speak to her once more.

There’s bound to be books about high class tradition at the library…

Well of course there is silly, but I have enough about Silver Spoon right here to plan her party.

But don’t you want to be sure? You want her party to be perfect right?

Well yeah, but I still don’t think-

Nonsense! The library will have all the answers we need!

Pinkie found her body getting up on its own, trotting back up the slide and stepping outside to the streets of Ponyville.

Pinkie tried to will herself to turn back around. She even tried to wave to all her pony friends she passed, but her body simply kept moving, heading back to Twilight’s castle.

Since Tirek had destroyed the Ponyville Public Library, the question of what to do to replace it had been dragging through the local town hall meetings at a snail’s pace.

Some ponies wanted the library resurrected as it once was, some thought it should be made smaller to make room for other businesses, and others thought it should be made even bigger.

It had gotten to the point where the mayor, Twilight, and the school teacher Cheerilee had come to a temporary agreement.

If a school filly or colt needed a book, they could check it out from the school house library, with requests from neighboring schools in Equestria able to supply a book if it wasn’t in Ponyville.

If a full grown pony needed a book, they could submit a letter to Twilight and she could supply it from her own library, or request the book from a library in a neighboring town.

Twilight herself had offered to assist with helping to fund the new library’s construction, but until a vote could be cast on what the direction of the new library would be, Twilight had her old duties as librarian added to her Princess responsibilities to handle.

Along her forced trip to Twilight’s castle, Pinkie tried to get through to the voice in her head to stop, but it was no use.

Ok brain this isn’t funny anymore! I don’t want to go to the library!

Don’t be silly! Reading is so much fun! Think of how much you can learn.

I already know everything about parties! I’m the best party planner in Ponyville!

Oh? What about Cheese Sandwich? He certainly seemed better then you. Probably because he’s read plenty of books on party subjects.

Wha- Bu- I-, ok first off, I inspired him to be a party pony! Plus we threw Rainbow’s party together and she loved it! Why do you think you can judge my party-

Ah we’re here! Perfect!

Pinkie took notice of her surroundings.

In the entire time she had been arguing with the Twilight voice in her head, she had traveled all the way through town and through the outskirts of Ponyville to Twilight’s castle.

She had even made it through the castle halls and opened the door to the library.

See? Look at all the wonderful books! Have you ever seen anything so amazing in your whole life?

Uh, yeah I have.

Pinkie thought with an annoyed tone.

She liked to read every now and again, but mainly found it boring.

There were so many fun things to do with friends besides burying your head in a book.

You know, Twilight probably wouldn’t like somepony touching her books without asking, we should go and find her first and ask.

Nonsense. We spend all of our time here and she never says a word.

We do?

Pinkie’s head began to feel all fuzzy, like a bottle of cider.

Vague memories of her spending late nights reading seemed to appear in her head ever so faint.

Pinkie’s body wandered the library finding books on the shelf and placing them on her back before moving on to find more.

Had Pinkie been able to notice, she would’ve found the books her body was grabbing had nothing to do with parties, instead covering a variety of subjects such as alchemy, science, legends, and even Equestria history.

Once her body was satisfied, it made its way over to a comfy looking couch where a blanket that depicted the night sky lay folded, just waiting to keep somepony cozy during a good book.

What’s going on? Why am I acting like Twilight? I need to find her and ask her for help!

Pinkie Pie tried to scream, she tried to get her body to obey her, but it continued to ignore her, placing the books on an end table before taking a seat on the couch.

Now it’s only logical! Why act crazy and party when we can be smart like Twilight?

But I don’t think that’s—

Think? What’s to think about? I’m thinking we should just be like Twilight. Besides you’ll never be able to get Twilight to hear you in such a big castle.

I don’t think I should be—

Pinkie Pie? You’re right; we tried that and all it ever got us was laughed at. Why not forget? Why not let yourself—

Be like Twilight?

Yes! Just be like Twilight. Just be like Twilight. Be just like Twilight. Be just like Twilight. Be like Twilight. Be like Twilight. Be Twilight. Be Twilight. Be Twilight. Be Twilight.

As the Twilight voice was arguing with her, Pinkie’s body reached for and grabbed the blanket that laid next to her.

As she began to wrap herself up in it, her mind began to alter itself.

All her memories of partying were replaced with the amount of knowledge that would make an encyclopedia jealous.

Learning and being organized were what was most important to her.

Well that and making her friends laugh when they needed it with her endless assortment of jokes she’d memorized.

Her body wasn’t immune to her transformation either.

A lifetime of sweets and sugar had given her a body that could best be described as chunky.

She wasn’t fat in an unhealthy sense, but she certainly had one of the roundest tummies in town with a pair of breasts and thighs to match.

This wouldn’t be for much longer though, as her curvy body began to slim down all over.

Her stomach lost inch after inch in seconds, her butt, thighs, and breasts also lost their generous amount of chunk and became slim and thin.

Her breasts changed the most however, going from the size of small watermelons to the size of peaches.

Her body radiated a pony that kept a regimen of proper diet and exercise to maintain a body that any doctor would describe as perfectly healthy.

Her mane and tail were the last to go.

Her poofy mane and tail became flat and straightened.

A solid yellow highlight appeared to give her hair a bit of style while remaining uniform and proper.

As she finished making herself cozy, she could hear the voice speaking to her, finishing it’s work;

Be Twilight …

“Be…Twilight…” She whispered softly to herself.

And when she opened her eyes that’s who was; Pinkie Perfect. Who she’d always been.

She flipped forward in the book to where she had left off last.

“Chapter 54, The Formation of Equestrian Government. Eeee! So exciting!” She said to herself as she read for hour after hour until the sun was beginning to set.

Her voice now sounded astute and fine, lacking much of the excitement and wonder she once held.

She got up off the couch after much reading and made her way to her desk which had appeared only a few hours ago, but to Pinkie had been there for years.

She was the town librarian and planner after all!

She had gotten so much done in this very spot.

She was so glad the Princess allowed her to work in her castle and perform this duty for the citizens of Ponyville.

She had even allowed her to keep a bed in the room opposite the library for when she spent late nights reading and didn’t want to go home to Sugarcube Corner, which was quite often.

She finished up her duties in a flash, checking to see what books were due and sending notices, putting returned books back, and tiding up a bit before heading back to her book.

She couldn’t wait to finish the chapter on how the Equestrian tax system was devised!