I could feel the stares of the technicolor hobbits as I followed Twilight. I could hear some of the ones talking about me and some even recognize me. I gave those few who recognized me a polite nod of my head and a few of them gave me one back with a smile.

I kept my eyes Twilight as she trotted to a giant ass tree with a red door in the front.

“Why here?” I couldn't help but ask before we entered the place.

“It’s where I live, it has everything that I need when I’m questioning you. I hope you can understand.” She said in another curt response that started to get me on my nerves. As I entered the tree-house I envision myself being strapped to a chair with no way out as they interrogated me for information that I didn’t have or didn’t want to give.

I was so close to running away before she could do anything and that’s when I laid my eyes on the most beautiful thing in the world. All my nerves all but disappeared as I looked in wonder at the piles and piles of books resting along the shelves. A sense of peace overcame as my eyes glazed over the hundreds of books lining the walls waiting to be picked up and read.

“This is the library.” I gave a relieved sigh, Twilight looked at me again and watched me as I scanned over the covers of various subjects.

“Yes it is, I’m not just the student of Celestia but also the acting librarian for the time being.” She explained as she turned the sign on the door from ‘open’ to ‘closed’.

“We’ll be doing our examination in the back.” I barely heard her as I walked close to one of the shelves and hovered over the mystery novels.

For a moment I swore from the corner of my eye she gave me a fond smile when I brushed against a random book. She trotted past me heading to the backroom that appeared to be shelved next to the geography section.

I regretfully parted ways and followed her at a steady pace down a flight of stairs that appeared to be leading down in an underground basement.

‘Wait a minute. Examination?’ Her words finally registered when we walked further into the roots of the tree which I then realized shouldn’t be possible.

Before I could ask how the heck this place could all fit underground she ignited her horn again and what I saw was not what I expected.

A humongous open room big enough to fit my little shack that filled up the space with an assortment of tools and tables. It appeared to be a sanitary workspace with how well kept the floors looked and not dust in sight that made me give props to the one who had to clean this.

A lone table with two chairs facing each other was centered in the room with overhead lights shining down. I got a better look at the scattered pieces of equipment that seemed fairly used from polygraph to wired up helmets hooked up in a complex machine.

With all the instruments scattered around it looked like some mad scientist's secret lair.

And I just willingly walked in.

I concluded that this was not the quiet room for those who wanted to read in silence.

‘Is it too late to run?’

“Well then.” The library/interrogator/mad scientist began as she jumped on one of the chairs.

“Let’s start with some simple questions.”

Author's Note

A chapter a day keeps the boredom away. Plus it helps motivate me to write my other stories. I think of it like therapy.