Another day had come.

You didn't sleep at all. In fact, all you did was simply clean your weapons while Twilight slept in her bed. You had a small cloth to do so, making every bit of the weapon shine so bright in the sun, you might just get blinded by it. You didn't care though. They protected your life and were the sole reasons for why you were still alive. You were going to repay that by making sure they looked the best they could.

You didn't even get bored of it.

For nine hours, you sat and cleaned your weapons, fixating on each tiny part of it. For nine hours, you cleaned your clothes, and each little empty vial you kept with you. For nine hours, you made sure everything you had was damn near perfect. You never had time to do such a thing back home, and even if you did have the time, it would be a waste not to do something else. But right now? You had all the time to do whatever you wanted.

There wasn't an over-arching objective that you needed to complete. It was just life, as pure and simple as it could get. And you kind of didn't like it. There was nothing to aim for, so what were you to do with the time you had? If you didn't have a goal that was set for you, what were you doing with your life? Make your own goals...?

How do you do that?

You cringed at the thoughts in your head. You didn't even know what it was like being normal anymore. What being human was anymore. All you knew, as Twilight had said, was to kill. You knew she said it out of anger, but it wasn't far from the truth. It was all you knew how to do. It was all you've ever known for so long. The night, the cold, the blood, and the killing.

Twilight awoke from her bed with a quiet yawn, slowly pushing herself up so she was sitting up. She took a glance at you, her eye's widening before she seemed to realize who you were. You flashed a smile at her, before continuing to look at your blade, shining it still. It was almost as reflective as the crystals inside the castle.

"Goo-" Twilight started before she yawned, "-ood morning."

"Good morning." You said. The words felt odd in your mouth. You hadn't seen the morning in so long. "How did you sleep? I hope I didn't wake you up. I accidentally dropped the hammer on the floor in the middle of the night. I'm going to miss that toe-" You said, looking down at your foot. It was truly a sad day already.

"No, you didn't wake me. You really didn't sleep at all?" She asked, surprised. "Isn't that unhealthy?"

"I don't need to sleep." You said blankly. "I haven't slept in ages, so why would a day matter?"

"That just... doesn't seem possible. Even Discord sleeps."

You shrugged. "Not from around here, remember? Believe me, things here are as weird as I am to you. I mean, I'm still trying to get used to the fact that this many colors actually exist. Do you know how long it's been since I've actually seen what pink looks like?"

This earned you a laugh from her. "I've noticed your weird looks sometimes. You're like a child, gawking at everything you walk past."

"I'm pretty sure I'm older than you."

She shrugged. "Would there be a way to tell?"

"No. I don't know how old I am, but it's felt like hundreds of years already. I swear, being stuck in purgatory isn't fun. It's just the same god damn thing over and over, until you get so sick of it you give in to the blood. And even then, in your insane state, you still are stuck."

Twilight didn't seem to hear what you said, which slightly peeved you. She jumped off of her bed, heading straight for her mirror. "I've got a school that I run as headmare. I don't exactly teach the classes, but I run the place. I don't know what else to do with you, and even as irresponsible as this might seem, I'm bringing you along. Just.. tone it down with the cussing and killing and all that?"

You chuckled. "I'll try, but I cant promise nothing." You said, standing up. You strapped the hammer to your back as you had done hundreds of times before, and slid the sword into the hammer, holstering it efficiently into place. You had standards, of course. You weren't going to flash your blade around in the school.

No, flashing a hammer would be cooler.

"So, what am I going to do? Look at you while you tell other teachers what to do?"

"Actually-" She said, "I was thinking of letting you attend some of the classes, or atleast be an assistant. You'd be helping the teachers, and learning a thing or two. Celestia knows you need it."

"Celestia don't know shit." You said, before coughing. "I mean- Celestia doesn't know... poop."

"Really?"

"You asked me to stop. That's what you get." You said, folding your arms. Twilight sighed, finishing her hair before turning to you.

"Alright. Let's go before I change my mind. Oh- and please, don't break anything. And- don't kill any of my students." She said with pleading eyes, though you knew she was being sarcastic. You pointed a finger at her and chuckled lightly once more.

"Fine, fine. That's if you don't kill your students with the dumb shit you probably teach. They're probably so bored out of their minds, they're braindead. Putting a sword through their heads wouldn't do anything."

"Oh hush."

You sat in Twilight's office next to her, while in front of the both of you were all of her friends. All of them gave you a worrisome look, except for the flying one. Seriously, a fucking rainbow was what her hair was made out of. The bright colors that she donned was extremely... Nauseating.

"N-No offense, mister, but I don't think this is a good idea. He's got a weapon, Twilight." Applejack said, trying to win over Twilight. It didn't work though, as Twilight vigorously shook her head.

"No. He needs to learn some things, and he can provide help. Celestia knows leaving him alone to do what he wishes might end up worse for him, and us in the long-run."

"Hey!" You said. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just... nevermind. This is happening, girls. He'll attend a class with each of you for one period. You can tell him what to do, and he'll do it. If that's to sit and do nothing all period, that's to sit and do nothing. If it's to help around and organize files, then he'll organize files. Consider him an assistant."

Rarity shook her head. "I'd rather have Spike..."

"Rude." You said, standing up. "Look, I'm not all bad. I'll do what Twilight said I'll do. Whatever you say goes, alright? I won't try to do anything crazy."

"Twilight?" Starlight spoke up. "I don't know if having him during my counseling sessions would be a good idea. You've heard what he said at the castle, right?"

"I'm well aware. But maybe his experiences might help you. He knows more about the rough side of life than most of us. Maybe in a different sense, with more violence, but the point still stands. He'll be with you to start with, actually. Please, just give it a chance."

Starlight gave a worried look before looking up at you. "Whatever happened yesterday must've changed her opinion of you. If she trusts you, I'll trust you. Just... don't give me a reason not to."

You gave her a thumbs up. "I won't. Lead the way to the office, Miss..."

"Starlight.." She said with a deadpan look.

"Starship, yes. Lead the way, Starship."

"That's not even close to what I said!"

Author's Note

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