He couldn't move. Usually when you would hear somebody say that it was because they were stuck or something. He was completely free to move in actuality. He just didn't want to. Like it was a bed. It was much more comfortable then a makeshift one made of leaves or that one pet bed thing that he slept in inside the castle.

Why should he get up, he asked himself. He could just... stay here. He stayed in bed for at least an hour deliberating that question, but thought better of it. He wished he didn't get up so early, he used to sleep in. His instincts still remained in that forest though. So he did the thing he had been fighting to do ever since he got up, well, he physically got up. He supposed he needed to eat anyway.

Fridges. Extremely useful for storing food, useless if you don't have any. I guess it was a bit dumb of him to assume there would already been some in it. He supposes he would have to do some shopping. He was going to dread relearning how to cook things.

Well he was going to try and figure out what he should take with him, but the only thing he had was saddlebags filled a shit ton of bits, ten or something cockatrice scales, and, oh, he forgot about the last thing. The mystery of the shrinking claymore. He couldn't begin to fathom as to how somebody would even do that. He'd worry about the chainblade-claymore thing later. He needed to do some shopping.

Out the door he learned that the streets were surprisingly barren. What time was it anyway?

Looking up at the sun he could determine it was probably somewhere between 7:30 to 8:00. He guessed most of the ponies werent early risers. He wasn't really arguing though. He just hoped the market was open.

Wait, he didn't know where the market was. Does he seriously need to ask for directions again? Most ponies probably weren't up either. The library was pretty much just in front of him. Maybe they could help, if they were even there that was. He doubted the library was even open at this time. He walks over anyway, it was worth a shot he guesses.

*knock knock knock*

What followed a few seconds after was what Twisted would describe as a "thud" and a "crash". Afterwards he heard the sound of hoofsteps approaching the door. The door opens and he is greeted by none other than Twilight Sparkle, who either just got up or just didn't care to fix her hair.

"WHAT!" she answers, looking grouchy as ever.

Upon looking down at Twisted her face immediately softens.

"Rough night?" he asks

"You could say that... What do you want?"

"Do you know where the market is? I don't even know if it opens this early."

"Well it's just that way," Twilight points to her left, "but they don't open up for another hour and a half."

"Damn.......... this is a library right?"

"Yeah???"

"Is it open?"

"Well now I guess it might as well should be," she gives Twisted a quick glare, after which her gaze softens. "I'm sorry, I just didn't really sleep last night."

"You got insomnia or some shit?"

Hearing this her face is immediately shocked.

"Language!"

"Wha? Oh. Sorry I only just got up. Excuse the mouth please. Still do you have insomnia though?"

"No it's just, *sigh*. After what you said about the cockatrice at the party I realized I was lacking on my studies."

"For what? Aren't you a librarian, or are you doing that thing where you have a job but you also go to college?"

"I'm a Princess Celestia's student."

"................ I'm sorry? Celestia? THE Celestia?"

"Yep!"

"Listen Purple Smart. Usually when I hear something as outlandish as that I don't believe them until I see it for myself. Like if you're a student of THE Celestia why aren't you in her castle or something."

"Well, she sent me to ponyville so I could socialize and make friends."

"--_--"

"It's true!"

"Ok whatever, just, can I come in?" Twisted says, trying to go back to the original subject.

"Why?"

"It's a library. I would like to actually use it."

"Oh! We never usually get many foals wanting to actually read!"

"Well I'm not many foals," Twisted says, to which he immediately visibly cringes, "Faust that was so cliche. Wow I hated that I actually said that. Whatever, can I come in?"

"Yeah come on in."

This was uh, interesting to say the least. Faust what were those shelves? The were literally inside the wall. I mean it fit considering they were in a tree but he would at least make it look like a normal shelf. In the front of the room they're was a set of stairs leading up to what he assumed was the second floor. On the wall next to the stairs there was a doorway leading to what looked like just another section of library. There was a podium that lied in the middle of the room, on top was a plant carved into the head of a pony with a weird mohawk looking mane.

As he was looking around, Twilight asks him a question.

"Do your parents know your out this early?"

"My parents aren't here."

Twilight dons a look of confusion.

"Huh?"

"They're like these "big shot" explorers so they don't really come home often. They wanted me to move to a different town so they left me a bunch of bits so I could buy a house, food, etc."

"Um, they just left you by yourself?"

"They trusted me not to get into any trouble."

Hearing this Twilight goes silent for a moment, then she speaks up again.

"What if you run out of money?"

"I won't. The travels pay off quite
generously. Listen can I just use the library in peace please?" Twisted says, trying to go off subject.

"Oh yeah. Well if you have any questions just come find me, I'll be upstairs."

Twilight goes back up the stairs. Twisted doesn't know why, but he could feel her suspicion. It didn't matter, it's not like she could call him out anyway. She didn't have a reason to.

Twisted shrugs and starts browsing the library. From looking at the genres of books he could determine the sections. He just has to figure out what he feels like reading. Daring Do? No, he wasn't feeling quite adventurous right now. He would just look around he guesses.

After a bit of browsing he finds something that interests him: "The Basics of Magic". He's always wondered about magic, how it works. He knew all ponies had magic, they just had it in different ways. Pegasi could manipulate the weather/interact with clouds, earth ponies had enhanced strength and could sense things in the earth and manipulate it, unicorns could do, well everything plus more. It was kind of unfair how much shit they could do actually.

He picks up the book and places it onto a desk in the secondary room. He drags a stool from another place in the room, sits down, and begins reading. Or tries to anyway.

Suddenly he hears a "woooah" and multiple thuds and crashes. He thinks that was Spike's voice actually! Well he did say he lived here. He may as well go check it out.

Even before he walks into the main room he sees Spike face-first into the floor. He was just about to go over and help him when he hears Twilight.

"Spike!" Twilight says distressingly.

Twilight rushes down the stairs to where Spike is laying.

"Are you okay?!"

Twilight levitates him with her magic and puts him standing straight.

"Yeah I'm fine. Nothing can keep this dragon down for long!"

"Except a concussion! You have to watch where you step, I just got the stairs furnished. I told you this yesterday!"

"Sorry Twi, guess I forgot."

Spike scratches the back of his head in mental. He then looks over and sees Twisted.

"Twisted? What are you doing here?"

"I get up early."

"I- okay? Why are you here?"

"Reading."

"--_--"

Spike starts moving towards the kitchen.

"Okay. Twilight I'm gonna start making breakfast. You want anything specific?"

"Just the usual."

GRRRRRRRRR

Everyone stops what they're doing and looks around.

"What was that?" Twilight asks.

"I was going to the market for a reason."

"You didn't eat breakfast?"

"There was nothing to make breakfast with. I literally just got the house."

"Well..... you can eat what Spike is making."

"Yeah dude it's fine," Spike chimes in.

"What? Why???"

"What do you mean "why"?" Spike says.

"I have literally only been here a singular day and you want to let me eat breakfast here," Twisted says suspiciously.

"Because that's the nice thing to do? It's really not that big of a deal dude."

"............... Thanks. I guess."

"You're welcome???" Spike says, confused as ever.

Spike finishes talking and walks upstairs to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Twisted starts to walk off back into the room he was just about to read in. Twilight is just raising an eyebrow regarding the encounter that just happened.

He needed to stop being so skeptical. This was a nice twin, with nice ponies. Nothing more.

.......... Presumably nice ponies anyway. Twisted picks up the book and starts reading. He needed to get his mind off this.

15 minutes later...

The book was finished. It was only a 200 pager. No big deal. He may have to read through it again later though. This was some pretty interesting shit.

He looks back up at the clock. Sheesh. 15 minutes? Usually he'd get 10 for these. He was getting out of practice. He Hope's he'll be back to his regular time soon.

"Hey."

Twisted looks back at the doorway, it was Twilight.

"Breakfast is ready."

"Oh. Swag. It's upstairs right?"

"Yeah. Just follow me."

Twisted and Twilight walk up the stairs towards the kitchen.

"You have any books like the one I just read?"

"Like non-fiction or educational."

"I mean like, books about magic, how it works, how it's used, etc."

"I can show you after breakfast if you want."

"That'd be cool. Thanks."

"No problem!"

They arrive at the kitchen. It wasn't what he expected from so-called "Princess Celstia's student" and a dragon. It was basic. He could understand why they didn't bother to decorate it though. There was a table with two chairs in the middle. Spike looked to be setting it with plates and forks.

"Sorry it took so long," Spike says, "May or may not have dropped the first plates I made."

Spike regretfully looks over at the trash can for a second.

"It's just eggs and hay bacon, nothing special. Dig in."

"Thanks Spike," Twilight says.

"Nothing less from me!"

Spike sits down at the table, Twilight sits down a few moments after.

"Um..."

They both look over at Twisted.

"Where am I supposed to sit?"

"Huh?" Spike says

Twilight and Spike both look at the other end of the table and see they are lacking a chair.

"Oh!"

Twilight face-hoofs.

"Spike. Could you go get a chair from one of the other rooms please?"

"On it!" Spike replies back.

Spike runs off out of the kitchen to, well, somewhere.

"Sorry about that, we usually don't have guests," Twilight says.

"It's fine,"

Twisted shrugs.

"Couldn't you just teleport one in here or something?"

Twilight goes quiet, and after a moment, face-hoofs again. Spike comes back into the room, holding a normal dining chair.

"Got it!" he says, a bit out of breath.

Spike goes past Twisted and puts the rearranges the chair so they are sitting evenly apart.

"There we go!" he says.

"Nice," Twisted says as he walks over to the table.

He sits down and begins a-nommin'. As you would usually do if there's a plate of food in front of you.

"Oh, um," Twisted says halfway through the meal, "Back to the question earlier. Adding to what I said earlier, those books, is there one of those big ones on the subject that, like, all the little ones packed into one."

"I think there's one like that in there somewhere. Though I think you should rather take it separately than doing it all at once," she says.

"I already got the first one done, I don't really want to have to waste time trying to find every single one separately. It just works for me better that way."

Twisted shrugs.

"What do you mean you already finished it?"

Twilight gets a confused look on her face.

"It was only 200 pages. It doesn't take that long usually. I've been out of practice so it took a little longer, it's usually just ten minutes."

"For 200 pages?????"

"Yeah? How long does it take you?"

"Longer than that! There's no way you read it that fast!"

"But......... I did though."

Twilight's eyebrow twitches slightly.

"Hold on a second."

She teleports away with a "pop!" and comes back a few seconds later. She is levitating the book that Twisted had earlier and slams it onto the table.

"This book?!"

Twisted, slightly startled by the sudden book attack, replies back.

"Fuckin hell! UH, yeah!"

"This book with over 200 pages?!"

"I explained this!" Twisted says starting to lean back in his chair.

"Twilight you're kind of freaking him out," Spike chimes in.

"Hold on Spike."

Twilight gets a smirk on her face.

"If you really read this, then you should know the contents of it, right?"

"Yeah???"

"Well I'm sure you won't mind a little questionarre then..."

"Oh no," Spike says, "this is going to take forever.

Spike puts his claws on his head and lays it down on the table.

And during all of this craziness Twisted just thinks to himself,

"What the fuck is even happening."

Author's Note

Yeah so some shit is happening. Updates will be less frequent. Sorry y'all!