Twilight Sparkle awoke with a groan. She was sore. Very sore. Opening her eyes she was met with a familiar sight. A sideways view of her desk and a book. Great, I fell asleep reading again. I really need to stop doing that. She attempted to work a crick out of her neck. What was I reading that was so important anyway?
She flipped over the book and looked at the cover. Alicorns : A History. Oh, right. I guess that would be important enough to go through sleeping like that. Thanks past Twilight. She stood up and groggily made her way down into the kitchen. Stifling a yawn she started making coffee. Regular or double caff? She stretched her limbs tenderly. Double. Definitely need double.
Ugh, no more Twilight. Getting in a few more chapters is not worth waking up like this. Her horn glowed with a lavender energy as she pulled out a chair, opened the fridge and removed the cream, and brought the mail in from the front door simultaneously. She gave her her legs another stretch and fluttered her wings briefly before sitting down with her coffee to check the mail.
As she flipped through the mail something began to nag at her. Something was wrong with the situation. Attempting and failing at identifying the problem, she moved on. Uh, bill. Junk. Bill. Bill. Party invite from Pinkie Pie … junk. That mare really needs to dial it back a bit. Her thoughts were interrupted as the unmistakable sounds of a dragon waking came to her ears.
Something continued to buzz around her semi conscious mind as she listened to the dragons approach. What am I missing? Did I leave the stove on or something? A quick glance assured her she had not. Forget an important date? Levitating the calendar in front of her she struck out again. Huh, maybe Spike will know. On cue the purple baby dragon stumbled into the room rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He made a beeline for the coffee and poured himself a generous allotment.
“Morning Twilight.” He said as he sat down at the other side of the table.
Spike took a deep gulp of the coffee before speaking again. “Fall asleep working again?”
She suppressed another yawn as he spoke. “Good morning Spike. And yes, I wanted to freshen up my knowledge on alicorn history before our trip to Canterlot tomorrow, and got carried away. By the way, does anything seem … off to you?”
Spike finally took his eyes off of his coffee and brought them to bare on Twilight. “Uh what do you mean off? I-”
He trailed off into silence looking at Twilight aghast. Twilight frowned at him. “Spike? Hello? Equestria to Spike! Come in Spike!”
She waived her hoof around in front of his face. “Spike!”
Spike seemed frozen in a state of shock. Why did he look at me and then go all statuette? Is there something on my face? She stood and walked over to a full length mirror sitting in a corner. When her reflection stared back at her she looked it all over for something that might have caused the dragons state. Well, there’s nothing on my face. My mane is a little ethereal but it’s always like that in the morning. My wings look fine. Horn still attached? Yes. My coat looks fine. Nothing stuck in my tail is there? She turned around to check. Nope, nothing there. That’s weird.
She trotted back to the table and retook her seat. Spike still stared at her silently. She huffed at him, and reheated her coffee. Finally finding a piece of mail that wasn’t a bill or junk she opened it and prepared to read. She scooted her chair in but her knees hit the table. Huh? That’s weird. I’ve sat at this table before. She tried to force her legs under again but only succeeded in bumping the table, hard.
The jolt seemed to rouse Spike from his stupor. “What-? Huh? But yo-you have … heh? Ahh!”
The dragon jumped up from his seat with a shout. He backed fearfully away from the table. Twilight attempted to stand but accidentally overturned the table. “Spike wha- ahh!”
The overturned table deposited her recently reheated coffee onto her hooves. Her shout startled the already panicking dragon, who proceeded to run screaming, from the room. She tried to follow him but tripped over her own hooves awkwardly. What the hay? Did I grow a foot last night or something? Struggling back to her hooves she heard the main door being opened and the baby dragons screams receding as he apparently ran down the streets of Ponyville.
She reached the front door and quickly called out. “Spike! SPIKE!”
Spike continued to run down the street, his screams drawing many a confused stare. Well that was weird. She thought to herself as she closed the door and made her way back to the kitchen. Wonder what got him so worked up. She stepped back into the kitchen and admired the mess she had made. The table had snapped off its base during its fall. Both mugs had shattered and spilled their contents across the floor. And a rather nice bouquet she had intended as her breakfast sat trampled on the floor soaking up the coffee.
Sighing she got to work. No use crying over spilt milk- er uh, coffee. She levitated the shards of glass from the mugs and vase into a bin. The soaking remains followed suit. Adding a little more energy to the telekinetic fields she pulled a rag from under the sink and began mopping up the coffee. Once the floor was clean again, she turned her attention back to the broken table. She levitated both pieces back together, and began fusing them into one piece again. Although, the table does not appear to be big enough anymore, maybe just a teensy change. She altered her will, and the flow of magic, wood began to appear between the halves. Fusing them back together she set the, slightly larger, table back in it’s place.
Turning back to the one letter that had caught her attention, she began to read.
To : Twilight Sparkle
Your presence in Canterlot is required at an earlier date than previously planned. Due to the arising of unforeseeable events you are urged to come at your earliest convenience. The accompaniment of the other bearers of the Elements of Harmony is also requested. Her Royal Highness Princesses Celestia and Luna of Equestria remind you that the nature of this visit is to remain confidential.
Advisor to Princess Celestia
Emerald Shade
Earliest convenience? I guess that’s just polite for drop whatever you are doing and come at once. But if this were extremely important, wouldn’t Princess Celestia just send me a note by dragon fire? Or send a royal chariot? And what’s this about ‘nature of the visit confidential’. I don’t even know why I was summoned in the first place! This is all very strange. Something bad must have happened. Well, I suppose I should go fetch the girls and-
She was interrupted by a loud knocking on the door. She put down the letter and looked at the wall, only 9. Too early for customers of the library, private visit.
“Come in!” She called, still not leaving the kitchen.
She heard the door open and the sound of several ponie enter. She could also hear the sound of hushed whispering.
“I’m in the kitchen!” She called out again.
The whispering got closer, she could hear Spike. “... I’m telling you the truth! Look for yourselves!”
Well at least he’s back. Maybe we can figure out why he freaked out earlier. Wonder who he’s brought with him. Her question was answered as five ponies and a dragon walked into the room. Spike was clinging in fear to the rear legs of Applejack. The rest of her friends fanned out around her, all looking at her with expressions of surprise and shock.
Twilight looked around at them. What is everyponies deal today?! “Uh hi girls. It’s actually good you’re here, see …”
She trailed off into silence. All of them were still looking at her as if she’d sprouted wings. Wait a minute … sprouted wings? She looked over her shoulder, and indeed. She had sprouted wings. The same look that was being passed around her friends now graced her. Wings? How in Equestria did I miss those. Must be a spell. Oh I hope I didn’t cast any other spells while I was asleep.
Rainbow Dash was the first to break the silence. “Wha- But yo-you ha-”
Twilight cut her off. “Yes I see that now. Must be some form of the wing spell I used on Rarity for our trip to Cloudsdale. Though this looks like a little more complex spell. These actually look like wings I would have.”
Rarity interrupted her. “Uh, Darling? That’s not a spell. And it’s not just wings.”
“What?” Twilight galloped back to the mirror, and an Alicorn Twilight Sparkle stared back at her.
Wings, a longer and sharper horn, an ethereal mane and tail, she was even as tall as the Princesses. What? But that’s impossible! There is no spell for this! She backpedaled away from the mirror. No no no no no. She turned and ran out of the kitchen into the library. She picked up the book she had been reading and scanned the page she’d left off on. No no no, nothing about turning into an Alicorn! She turned around the room wild eyed. Her friends had followed her out of the kitchen, still looking surprised and terrified. No no no no.
“TWILIGHT SPARKLE!”
The unmistakable shout of the Royal Canterlot Voice shook the tree. She gulped and slowly stepped out of the front door. At least twenty royal guards stood in a semicircle around her front door.
“You have some explaining to do!”
The voice drew her to attention the the center of the guards formation. There Princess Luna stood, towering above the ponies next to her. She looked beyond angry, she looked ready to kill Twilight. Standing next to the princess however was a small unicorn. A unicorn that bore a striking resemblance to- No no no no no no!
“Princess Ce-Celestia?”
Authors Note
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