An Alicorn Learns to Fly

by Cryogenii

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Celestia, Twilight Sparkle, Sad, Main 6, Princess Luna, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 18044

Between Twilight's ascension and coronation, a whole lot of healing needs to happen

When Twilight ascended it was all smiles and happiness...

The change hit some of the Mane 6 harder than others, and care needs to be taken to prevent things going in a very dark direction.

Can Twilight get over body dysmorphia? Will Pinkie ever be able to close her eyes again? Can Rainbow Dash prevent a disaster?

Note: I owe a debt to another story for planting the seeds of this one https://www.fimfiction.net/story/248728/1/the-folly-of-celestia/she-doesnt-love-you

Published 2023-10-24 22:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-10-24 22:40:00 UTC

When the Dust Settles

In the hushed aftermath of Twilight Sparkle's transformation into an Alicorn, the library was now in the grip of an uneasy silence. The initial jubilation had changed to a more pensive atmosphere as each pony began to contemplate what changes the day's event would bring. Nevertheless her friends were all still there, their expressions a mixture of wonder and concern. Twilight herself sat at the centre of the room, her eyes glassy with the shock of what had occured. She couldn't believe what Celestia had done to her. She wondered how this day had become so wildly out of control? If there was one thing Twilight hated it was when things spiralled out of her hooves, and apart from the moment when she'd managed to restore her friend's cutie marks she felt she'd been like a leaf in a tornado today.

Twilight Sparkle's gaze was drawn to a burnt patch of floor, its ominous presence casting a shadow over her thoughts. Something deeply unsettling had occurred during her ascension, something that had not only left its mark on the library but also traumatised her dear friends. They were still haunted by terrifying memories of when they believed she had been immolated before their eyes.

The charred mark seemed like a dark omen, a stark reminder of the overwhelming magic that had engulfed her, and the intense sensations as she'd been caught in the centre of that white-hot blast. As she contemplated what had transpired, Twilight couldn't shake the feeling that there were aspects of her transformation she had yet to understand. It was as if she had been rewritten, leaving her with a lingering unease over the authenticity of her existence. Her mind raced with questions about where Princess Celestia had taken her during that momentary disappearance. Had she really been vaporised? It certainly seemed that she'd been transported to some ethereal place, if it weren't for the presence of Princess Celestia, she would be half convinced this was now some illusionary afterlife. She remembered a sensation of soaring high above the clouds, a frigid chill in the air that contrasted with the warmth of her friends' concern.

The room was filled with the lingering echoes of the powerful magic that had just transformed her into an Alicorn, a change she had never anticipated. Her hooves trembled as she involuntarily extended her wings, which still sparkled with the remnants of her magical metamorphosis. Unfamiliar muscles rippled under her skin where simple ribs had been before. She had no ability to process these new sensations, the ghostly touch as a gentle draft rippled the feathers on her wings. The feathers… on her wings! She wondered how she was supposed to command muscles that mere hours before weren't a part of her body? How does a pony develop a completely new sense of proprioception for a body she wasn't born with?

She couldn't help but feel utterly overwhelmed by the unexpected turn of events. Starswirl the Bearded's spell, which she had been compelled to complete, had caused a great deal of disruption and threatened her friend's destinies. She had never imagined that finishing it would have such a profound and physical impact on her very being. The raw power that the unfinished spell had unleashed made her head spin. How many other incomplete or failed experiments had her old hero left behind? Could Celestia have had any idea of the chaos this relic would unleash? Was this what she intended to happen? Twilight's skin crawled at the thought she might not be the first unicorn to unleash the unfinished spell's effects on a group of unsuspecting ponies.

Questions swirled in her mind like a chaotic storm. What did this transformation mean for her role now she was no longer Princess Celestia's student? How would her friendships change, if at all? And why had this transformation happened now, in the face of the far more perilous trials she had endured? It all seemed so arbitrary, as if the timing had been on some hidden agenda instead of the merit of her actions that day.

In this moment of shock and confusion, Twilight Sparkle felt herself standing on a precipice, like she was staring into a dark abyss—one that was awful to contemplate and bewildering. As she struggled to make sense of it all, she couldn't help but wonder how this unexpected transformation would divert the course of her life and her understanding of magic. Through the swirl and crash of her thoughts, she became aware of her friends' concerned voices starting to reach her ears, their words feeling less distant but still coming from a place beyond where her exhausted mind could easily comprehend.

Rainbow Dash, her usual enthusiasm tempered by the moment, hovered nearby. "Twilight, you look pretty beat. Are you sure you're okay?"

Twilight managed a faint smile, her eyes revealing both shock and weariness. "I'll be fine, Dash. It's just... everything happened so fast, and this magic... it's overwhelming."

Applejack, the ever-steady friend, nodded with understanding. "Well, ya did go through a mighty big change today, Twi. Maybe it's time to rest a spell."

At her words a shiver ran through Twilight's body. Applejack hadn't meant anything malicious, but that felt like a pretty poor choice of words. Odd sensations ran through the new alicorn, compounding the sensation of being unfamiliar within her own skin. Not only her wings, but also the magic sparking and buzzing within her skull and horn. It was as if her brain didn't quite fit inside her skull anymore. If her magical reserves had been a bucket before, they now felt like an ocean. She felt as if her aura was bursting out of her head, the power she could channel had immediately increased and felt as though it had continued growing all day. She felt as though she could swat an Ursa Minor as easily as a bug now.

Fluttershy, normally the most sensitive of them all, had a sympathetic look on her face. She had a solemnity about her as if she could feel her friend's body horror. She cradled Spike, who had fallen asleep in her lap, his tiny snores a rhythmic backdrop to the scene. It seemed as though she needed the comfort of holding him to steady her nerves. It seemed certain that the curiosity which belonged to the zoologist in her would eventually be thrilled at the prospect of having a juvenile alicorn to examine, but right now the lingering fear she'd felt when they all thought Twilight had been consumed in the magical fire was still too fresh in her memory. They'd all been so relieved when Twilight had descended from the sky with Princess Celestia, that there had been no time for the questions that were spinning around inside her head now.

Rarity, ever the picture of grace, stepped forward. "Indeed, darling. This is an incredible transformation, and you simply must take time to adjust. We'll be here to support you, as always."

"I know you will Rarity, that all of you will," replied Twilight, with a yawn, "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Pinkie Pie, known for her boundless enthusiasm, was the one who had grown uncharacteristically quiet. Although her initial reaction had been to celebrate this new alicorn's arrival, she now stared at Twilight with an unusual intensity, her expressive blue eyes filled with emotion and distrust. She didn't speak, but her silence spoke volumes, as if something about this whole situation suddenly didn't seem as jubilant as she'd first thought. She couldn't shake the feeling that there'd been some trick that had happened right under their muzzles, that someone had switched which cup the ball was hidden under. She'd seen Twilight teleport dozens of times, but this hadn't looked at all like that. She knew what it looked like had happened, and didn't want to think about it.

Unaware of what was troubling her friend, Twilight Sparkle closed her eyes, her wings gently folding at her sides in some basic reflex. It had been a confusing and chaotic day, but here in the heart of the Golden Oak Library, she knew she was exactly where she was meant to be, surrounded by those who loved her.

As the night grew darker, Twilight Sparkle had long since drifted off to sleep, her wings gently rising and falling with each peaceful breath. Her friends watched over her for a while, sympathetic to the exhaustion that must come with such a transformative experience.

Fluttershy, her eyes filled with tenderness, had carried Spike to the upper level of the Golden Oak Library. There she had tucked him into his cosy basket bed, ensuring he slept soundly. After she crept back down the stairs, she smiled at the slumbering Alicorn before leaving the library for the short flight back to her cottage, her hoof steps soft and barely audible.

Rarity and Pinkie Pie lingered a moment longer. Rarity noticed the uncharacteristic quietness that had enveloped Pinkie throughout the gathering and couldn't help but feel concerned. She placed a gentle hoof on Pinkie's shoulder and whispered softly, "Pinkie, dear, it's perfectly alright to feel overwhelmed when such significant changes occur. You know we're all here for Twilight, and for you too."

Pinkie jumped, as if an electric shock had struck her, and spun to face her friend. "Thanks, Rarity. I guess change can be kinda scary sometimes, but that's fine… everything's fine," she cried out in a rapid fire of manic words before letting out a sudden, shrill bray of laughter that made all her friends gasp in surprise.

Rarity recovered her composure the quickest, her finely shaped eyebrows arched into a surprised expression, "it's obviously been a very trying day. Why don't you head home and gather yourself, sweetie?"

The pink pony gave a sharp nod, whilst she kept her front hooves over her mouth in a seeming effort to prevent anything else from bursting out. Her eyes, wide and desperate, flicked around her friends' faces as if looking for something. Without another word she bolted from the library.

Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash stood frozen in place, their faces etched with concern after Pinkie Pie's sudden, lunatic outburst of laughter and her hasty retreat. They exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what had just transpired.

Rainbow Dash was the first to speak, her voice a mixture of bewilderment and concern. "What in Equestria just happened? I mean, we all know Pinkie is a little unstable sometimes, but why would she act like that?"

Applejack scratched her head, perplexed by the situation. "Ah have no idea, but it must be 'cause of Twilight's transformation, mustn't it?"

Rarity, chimed in, "I can't fathom why this change in Twilight would cause such an extreme reaction in Pinkie, but I'm genuinely concerned for her."

The three friends silently pondered the mystery of Pinkie Pie's sudden breakdown, struggling to understand why their usually joyful and boisterous friend had reacted in such a bizarre and seemingly distressed manner. They knew that they would have to find Pinkie and talk to her, hoping to unravel the scene that had unfolded in the library.

Applejack, the embodiment of dependable strength, broke the tension to fetch a stack of bedding from the upper floor of the library. With a gentle touch, she set about arranging pillows and blankets in a comfortable circle around Twilight Sparkle, creating a makeshift nest on the floor of the library. The blankets were draped with care, ensuring that her friend would be cosy and warm through the night.

As Applejack moved around her, Twilight stirred from her deep fatigue. Her eyes fluttered open, revealing the exhaustion that clung to her like a heavy quilt. She managed a weak smile as she looked up at her friend.

Applejack noticed the faint smile and returned it with a reassuring one of her own. "Don't you worry, sugarcube," she whispered softly. "Everything's gonna be alright."

Rainbow Dash, always brimming with loyalty, moved near Twilight. She made sure that Twilight wasn't sleeping awkwardly on her newly acquired wings, adjusting the pillows with precision. She watched the nearly unconscious Alicorn for a moment before leaning in close, her voice a hushed whisper. "You get some rest, Twilight. We've got your back, no matter what."

Twilight appreciated her friends' thoughtful gestures, her gratitude shining through her weary eyes even as they drooped with fatigue. She appreciated the unwavering support of her friends during this challenging time. With a sigh of contentment, she settled into the pillows and blankets, her body finally able to relax.

With her message of support delivered, Rainbow Dash crept towards the door to leave the library in peaceful silence, so Twilight Sparkle could find solace in her dreams amidst the new journey that lay ahead.

Rainbow Dash stood just outside the library, her thoughts lost in contemplation of the mysteries that had unfolded in the past day. She shivered in the darkened street, a chill running through her from the cool night air. Just as she was spreading her wings to return to her cloud apartment, she was surrounded by a soft light that bathed her in a warm, radiant glow. As the light took form, Princess Celestia herself materialised before her, her majestic presence eclipsing all else. Rainbow Dash bowed deeply, her muzzle pressed to the dirt and her heart pounding in her chest under the unexpected scrutiny of the Princess.

"Rainbow Dash," Princess Celestia began, her voice carrying the weight of both wisdom and command, "I have a task that I entrust to you."

Rainbow Dash's breath caught for a moment, her wings twitching slightly as she felt the gravity of the Princess's words. "Uh sure, Princess. What can I do for you?"

In a voice that left no room for doubt, Princess Celestia conveyed her will to Rainbow Dash with a firm command, "You are to take on the role of teaching Twilight Sparkle how to fly and care for her new physiology. With her ascendance, Twilight in now in possession of the attributes of all the pony species. Some of these new capabilities, such as earth pony strength, will be easy to adapt to. However alicorns physically share more in common with Pegasi than with Unicorns, and Twilight will need guidance to understand these changes."

Rainbow Dash couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, including a slight fear of disappointing the Princess. "But why not you, Princess? I mean, you're an Alicorn."

Celestia looked sharply towards Rainbow Dash and arched an eyebrow. "You're right, Rainbow Dash, and if I were freed from my duties to the citizens of Equestria then I might have accepted this challenge. You may not realise this, but my upbringing was also quite different from a pegasus's. I was raised by unicorns, and no one taught me the ways of flight or the intricacies of Alicorn physiology. Today I may be skilled with my wings, but I have spent millennia practising. I wish for Twilight to have a better tutor than trial and error."

Although chastised by the princess's stinging rebuttal, Rainbow Dash's natural confidence began to return. She looked up and said, "I'll do my best, Princess. Twilight's my friend, and I won't let her down."

Princess Celestia looked down at the cyan pegasus with her kohl rimmed eyes and smiled, her regal form shimmering with grace. Rainbow Dash felt a tingle run through her, like when she stole a glance at Applejack.

"Thank you, Rainbow Dash. I have faith that you will guide Twilight Sparkle well in embracing her new destiny," the Princess stated, "we will presently send a retinue to bring her to Canterlot. You shall accompany her there where you may practise flying away from public view until we are ready to announce the coronation. In the meantime you are to keep her from public scrutiny."

With these words she took to the wing, her huge form lifting with ease as she turned towards distant Canterlot Castle. Rainbow Dash watched, until her white coat was lost in the gloom of the mountain's silhouette. She frowned, thinking over how she was going to explain all this to Twilight when she awoke.

She turned back towards the library door. It seemed like it might be a while before she saw her Cloudsdale apartment again, but the library did have guest beds so she would be able to stay with Twilight. She'd need to get a pet-sitter for Tank, though. Maybe she could ask Fluttershy in the morning.

I Know What I Saw

In the first light of the next day Rainbow Dash hurried into Sugar Cube Corner, her wings slightly ruffled from the early morning breeze. Although the sun had barely been risen, she spotted Pinkie Pie bustling around in the bakery with a tray of freshly baked pastries in front of her. However, something seemed off. Pinkie's usually vibrant demeanour was subdued, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes that reminded Rainbow of that awful afternoon when Pinkie had become convinced that none of her friends liked her.

"Hey, Pinkie," Rainbow greeted, trying to sound cheerful despite her worry. "I need some pastries for Twilight. She's probably going to wake up very hungry, and I want to grab her some breakfast."

Pinkie Pie forced a smile as she arranged a batch of cupcakes. "Oh, sure thing, Dashie! Just a moment!" She packed a few pastries into a small box, her movements less bouncy than usual.

Rainbow Dash couldn't help but notice the faint traces of tear tracks on Pinkie's cheeks. Concern gnawed at her. "Pinkie, are you okay? You seem kinda... down today."

Pinkie Pie sighed, her forced smile fading as she set the box of pastries on the counter. She looked at Rainbow with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes. "It's just... well, you know how Twilight became an Alicorn, right?"

Rainbow Dash nodded, recalling the recent events. "Yeah, I was there Pinkie. But you know Twi; she'll handle it like a pro. Why do you ask?"

Pinkie hesitated for a moment before responding, "It's just that... I'm happy for her, of course, but it feels like things are changing, and I'm not sure how to handle it."

Rainbow Dash frowned, her concern growing. "Changing how?"

Pinkie Pie sighed, her shoulders slumping. "What if she's not the same Twilight any more? Like, what if she's too busy being a princess for silly Pinkie Pie stuff? What if I can't make her laugh like I used to?"

Rainbow Dash leaned closer, resting a hoof on Pinkie's wither. "Hey, that's not gonna happen, Pinkie. Twilight is still our friend, and inside she's still the same pony she's always been. Her wings might be new, but her heart is still the same."

”But what if she's really not the same Twilight?" Fretted Pinkie, as her fears seemed to become more intense as Rainbow watched, "we all saw what happened. No pony wants to talk about it, but our Twilight was incinerated."

"We've blasted others with the Elements of Harmony! I mean, Discord's been on the receiving end," said Rainbow in a calming tone, "and he's still here and being a royal pain in the flank."

Pinkie Pie's face brightened into a smile and she hugged Rainbow Dash. "I guess you're right. Thanks, Dashie. You always know how to cheer me up."

Rainbow returned the hug, feeling a deep sense of loyalty to her friend. "Anytime, Pinkie. We're in this together, no matter what changes come our way."

With that reassurance, Rainbow Dash collected the pastries and turned to leave the bakery. As she was going, she just caught out of the corner of her eye that the smile had evaporated from Pinkie's face and she looked thoroughly miserable again. To see the pink pony in this shape shook Rainbow to her core, but she needed to return to Twilight.

Rainbow Dash stepped out of Sugar Cube Corner and was relieved to spot Rarity just approaching the bakery. She quickly trotted over to her elegant friend and greeted her in a hushed tone.

"Hey, Rarity," Rainbow said, trying to keep her voice low. "Listen, I hate to ask, but I just left Pinkie Pie inside, and she's not herself today. She could really use a friend right now, but I've got to get back to Twilight. Do you think you could stay and chat with her for a bit? I'd really appreciate it."

Rarity's expression softened with understanding. "Of course, darling. I'd be more than happy to spend some time with Pinkie. Something was clearly bothering her last night."

Rainbow Dash nodded, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "Yeah, she's a bit upset about Twilight becoming an Alicorn. It's throwing her for a loop because she's worried that she'll lose her as a friend, or worse"

"Poor thing," Rarity frowned with concern, "I'm sure that isn't going to be the case."

"Erm, yeah. I'm pretty sure Twilight's gonna be leaving town for a bit," said Rainbow with a pained expression on her face, "we'll have to keep a close eye on Pinkie and make sure she's ok when that happens."

"I'll do whatever it takes, dear," Rarity assured her.

"Thanks, Rarity. I'll check in with you later."

With a look of relief on her face, Rainbow Dash took off towards the Golden Oak Library. Rarity watched her go with a worried look, before turning to head towards the bakery once more.

Rarity greeted Pinkie Pie with a warm smile, taking note of her friend's sombre demeanour. She could see the emotional rollercoaster that Pinkie was riding on today and felt a pang of concern. She had always enjoyed Pinkie's unwavering enthusiasm and boundless energy, but she couldn't ignore the fact that her friend had a tendency to experience extreme mood swings. Pinkie's emotional dial was usually stuck on maniacally happy, spreading cheer and laughter throughout Ponyville, but Rarity had also witnessed moments when Pinkie would plummet into a state of inconsolable sadness, isolating herself from her friends. It was these sudden shifts that troubled Rarity the most, for she knew the significance of addressing such emotional fluctuations.

Rarity resolved to keep a close eye on Pinkie, offering her unwavering support and understanding through the ups and downs that lay ahead. She hoped that, with the strength of their friendship and the bonds they shared, they could navigate the uncertainty of Twilight's transformation and help Pinkie find stability in her emotions once more.

"Good morning, darling," she called out in a brightly cheerful tone, "could I have a cinnamon bun please?"

"Hi Rarity," Pinkie replied in a listless manner, "I'll just get a bag for that."

"Actually, dear," answered the white unicorn, "why don't I have it here, with you?"

Pinkie pulled a stool over to the counter, placing it next to the plate with Rarity's pastry on it. Once seated, Rarity gently asked, "Pinkie, dear, is something troubling you? You seem a bit off."

"Twilight becoming an Alicorn is making me feel all sorts of strange. I'm scared she won't want to be friends with a plain ol' earth pony like me anymore. What if she's too busy or too fancy for parties and fun now? And Rarity," Pinkie's voice quivered as tears came to her eyes, "what if she decides to leave Ponyville?"

Rarity listened sympathetically to Pinkie Pie. As her friend spoke, her tone shifted erratically between sadness to anger and back again, reflecting the emotional highs and lows that Rainbow Dash had spoken of. Rarity, though out of her element when it came to such intense mood swings, tried her best to comfort her friend. She reached out, placing a hoof gently on Pinkie's, and said, "Pinkie, darling, I understand your concerns. Change can be frightening, especially when it involves someone as close as Twilight. But remember, no matter what happens, true friends remain connected, no matter the circumstances. We'll find a way to adapt to these changes together, and Twilight won't leave you behind, I promise."

The early morning sunlight filtered through the bakery's windows, casting warm rays onto the counter. Despite this the air seemed to take on a chill as the conversation stalled between the two pont. Pinkie nervously nibbled on a cupcake in the void, and Rarity observed her friend's agitation growing again.

Rarity, concerned for her friend, decided it was time to broach the subject. "Pinkie please, you still look rather pensive," she began again, gently. "Is there something more you'd like to talk about? You know you can confide in me."

Pinkie's eyes darted around nervously as she fidgeted with her cupcake wrapper. "It's just... I don't know how to feel about all this, Rarity. Yesterday I was worried that Twilight might not have time, or want to, hang out with us anymore. But I can't forget what happened. I mean, we all saw Twilight get vapourised, and what if she's now a different pony? What if she's just not the same Twilight Sparkle anymore! Can't anypony else see that?"

Rarity placed a comforting hoof on Pinkie's shoulder. "Darling, I understand your concerns. Truly I do, but it feels like your imagination is running away with you."

As Pinkie's anxiety spiralled further, her voice grew louder and more desperate. She slammed her hoof on the counter, causing a few cakes to tumble to the floor. "It's not Twilight Sparkle, Rarity! She's different, and I don't know if I can handle it!" Pinkie shouted, her emotions running wild.

Rarity recoiled slightly, startled by her usually exuberant friend's outburst. She reached out to Pinkie, trying to soothe her. "Pinkie, darling, please calm down. I can see this is something that you are having difficulty with, but what makes you think that Twilight's gone?"

"Well what if Twilight was a cake?" Demanded Pinkie, much to Rarity's surprise, "What would you say if that cake got burnt to a crisp, but somepony made an exact replica of it… no not a replica, a cake that looked like it but was better. Would you say it was the same cake? Would you?"

"Pinkie, darling, Twilight's not a cake," spluttered the shocked unicorn as she gathered her thoughts, "cakes don't have memories. Cakes don't have personalities, friends, family… we must simply accept that Twilight was transformed into a princess."

Tears welled up in Pinkie's eyes, and her anger gave way to sadness. She hugged Rarity tightly, trembling with emotion. "I'm just so scared, Rarity. Scared that everything's changing, and we've lost the Twilight we know and love."

Despite her best efforts, Rarity couldn't help but feel a bit out of her depth in dealing with Pinkie's emotional turbulence. She could feel her neck becoming wet with Pinkie's tears as the pony clung to her and wept inconsolably. She wished there was a way to ease her friend's worries and bring back her usual cheerful disposition, but this despair seemed so deep that she simply didn't know what to do beyond holding her friend close.

As she gently hugged and soothed the deeply troubled earth pony, an idea popped into Rarity's head. There was one pony they knew who had experience in dealing with loss and sorrow. As soon as she thought Pinkie was fit to be left alone, Rarity was going to have a long conversation with her.

Your New Normal, without Coffee

Twilight Sparkle's eyes fluttered open, and she found herself in a lovingly made nest of pillows and blankets on the floor of the Golden Oak Library. However, despite the familiarity of her surroundings, an unsettling sensation of body dysmorphia weighed heavily upon her. Her gaze shifted downward to her own form, and she couldn't help but feel a profound disconnection from the wings that now adorned her body.

As she attempted to make sense of her new reality, a voice broke through her thoughts, and she turned her head to see Rainbow Dash standing nearby. The loyal Pegasus wore a reassuring smile that offered a glimmer of comfort amidst Twilight's uncertainty.

"Hey there, uh, your Highness," Rainbow Dash greeted her friend. "You're up. Hope I didn't wake you."

Twilight shook her head, her expression a mixture of confusion and apprehension. "Rainbow, what's happening to me? I feel so... different this morning."

Rainbow Dash held her friend's gaze, her eyes filled with understanding. "Well, like yeah. You've gone through a big change. You're part pegasus now, and I guess it will feel strange at first, but I'm gonna help you get the hang of it."

As Twilight continued to grapple with the overwhelming sensations of her new body, she became aware of her heart pounding rapidly. It felt like she was gasping for air and hyperventilating, she began to feel a rising panic taking hold. She couldn't help but worry that something was seriously wrong with her newfound physiology.

"Sweet Celestia, I think my heart's going to explode," she gasped, "why am I breathing so hard? What's happened to me since last night!"

Seeing Twilight's distress, Rainbow Dash quickly moved closer, her voice gentle and reassuring. "Hey, it's gonna be okay. You're as much a pegasus as you are a unicorn now. I know it might feel totally weird, but pegasi have super-fast heartbeats and really big lungs. It's all part of what makes flying possible."

"Ok, calm, calm… I'm calm," chanted Twilight, processing the information, "So, you mean... this is normal for pegasi?"

Rainbow Dash nodded with a reassuring smile. "Well sure! Our hearts have to beat fast, and our lungs need to take in a lot more air to give us the energy we need for awesome stuff like flying. Your new body's not just about adjusting to your wings."

Her friend's words began to penetrate the fog of anxiety that had enveloped Twilight's mind. She tried to focus on her friend's soothing voice. "My wings. I can't even look at them without feeling... weird deep down inside."

Rainbow Dash gently placed a hoof on her friend's shoulder and said, "I wish I'd paid more attention in class about this stuff, but I'll do my best to help you get it."

Twilight looked at Rainbow Dash with a mixture of gratitude and curiosity. "What do you mean?"

Rainbow Dash grinned and fluffed her wings a bit. "Well, for starters, us Pegasi also have super-light bones. If you hopped on those scales you've got hidden in the bathroom, you'd probably see that you're a lot lighter than you used to be."

"Lighter bones, huh? That's fascinating, but…," Twilight froze as she realised something, "wait a minute, did you call me your Highness?"

"Erm yeah," Rainbow shuffled nervously, "I mean, you are a Princess now. Like Celestia and Luna."

"Hardly, Rainbow," gasped Twilight in shock, "I'm just a… I don't know exactly what I am, but I do know that I'm still just Twilight Sparkle and not…" Her voice trailed off, as if she was suddenly uncertain about who, or what, she really was now.

"Relax. You're my friend, although you might need to reassure some of the gang that you aren't just gonna fly off to Canterlot with those new wings."

Twilight was about to reply when she was interrupted by her stomach growling fiercely, "I'm feeling so hungry, like I'm going to faint if I don't eat right now."

Rainbow Dash's eyes lit up with understanding as she reached into a nearby bag and pulled out a box of pastries. "Heh, heh. I've got you covered, Twi. Pegasus ponies have crazy-fast metabolisms, which means we need to eat more often to keep our energy up. I got these from Pinkie Pie for you, while you were sleeping."

"Thank you, Rainbow. I glad you've explained all of this to me and made sure I have something to eat," Twilight's expression shifted from confusion to gratitude as she grabbed a pastry and devoured it in two bites, "I guess this explains Celestia and all the cakes."

Rainbow Dash giggled at this, and after a pause Twilight joined her. The tension seemed to leave her as she crammed another of Pinkie's excellent parties into her mouth, "is there any coffee to go with these?"

"Sorry Twi," Rainbow shook her head, "until you're used to your new resting heart rate, better lay off the caffeine."

Twilight took a deep, shaky breath, trying to steady herself as she absorbed Rainbow Dash's point, "I... I guess. I do just have to get used to all of this, don't I?"

Rainbow Dash patted her back gently. "Yep, but don't worry. You've got me as your wing mare, and we'll take it one step at a time."

Twilight's scholarly instincts kicked in, and she felt a sudden surge of determination to delve into the intricacies of Pegasus bodies. She turned to Rainbow Dash with newfound enthusiasm. "You know what, Rainbow? I think I must have a book on Pegasus anatomy somewhere in the library. A little study session might help me get a better grasp of all these changes and focus my mind."

Rainbow Dash grinned, her eyes gleaming with pretend mockery. "Now that's the egghead Twilight we all know! Find that book and you'll be an expert in no time!"

Twilight nodded, grateful for Rainbow Dash's support. Her heart rate and breathing gradually began to feel less alien as she focused on her friend's kind face.

Twilight's gaze shifted from Rainbow Dash's friendly smile to a bucket and scrubbing brush that sat nearby. It didn't take long for her to trace a line across the floor, to where the remnants of the magical blast that had transformed her into an Alicorn were now barely visible. The scorched marks on the library's wooden floor had been a stark reminder of the events of the day before.

"You've been cleaning up?" Twilight asked, a mixture of gratitude and surprise in her voice.

"Un no," Rainbow confessed, "that must've been-"

Just then a small green and purple shaped blur zipped down the library stairs, and Twilight suddenly found herself being hugged by her dragon friend. "Uh, nice to see you too Spike," Twilight gasped as her young friend tightly embraced her around the neck.

"Twilight, I'm so relieved that you're awake," exclaimed the little dragon, tears welling in his eyes, "I didn't know what was happening."

"Oh Spike," soothed Twilight, "it wasn't so dramatic, really. I'm still here."

"I believe you," replied Spike, looking at Twilight's wings, "but I think some ponies are going to have a hard time accepting that."

A frown creased Twilight's brow, "what do you mean, Spike? Inside I'm no different from yesterday."

"I don't know, Twilight," pondered the dragon, "From what Rainbow told me, Pinkie Pie is pretty freaked out by the transformation. Sounds like she's worried that you'll have changed, or even that you're an imposter."

"Wait, what? That's ridiculous," protested Twilight, her eyes flicking between the pegasus and dragon.

"Not really," interjected Rainbow Dash, "we did all kinda see you get fried."

"I see," whispered Twilight, "does everypony feel this way, or is it just Pinkie?"

Spike hurriedly sought to reassure his friend, "I mean, I believe that you're you, just maybe not with any original parts. I didn't see it, but everypony told me what happened."

"But Pinkie's really upset?" Asked Twilight, obviously worried at the thought.

Spike nodded, shyly, "yeah, so I thought it would be a good idea to get rid of these marks. They'd kinda freak Pinkie out even worse if she saw them."

Twilight appreciated the gesture, disturbed that her transformation had been a source of confusion and fear for her friends too. "Thank you, Spike. I didn't even think about the mess it left behind, or how you would all feel."

Spike shrugged, his scales rustling slightly. "I'm fine. We're all in this together, right? And I figured it'd be a good way to keep busy while you were resting."

Twilight couldn't help but smile at her friend's thoughtfulness. "You're an amazing friend, Spike."

The dragon grinned, his cheeks turning slightly pink at the compliment. "I'm here for you Twilight. And I'm going to be right here every step of the way."

Twilight nodded, her anxiety starting to subside as she refocused on what Rainbow Dash had been saying. She realised that having friends like Spike and Rainbow Dash by her side was a comforting presence in this time of uncertainty. With determination in her eyes, she said, "and thank you too, Rainbow Dash. I'm not sure what I'd have done without you being here this morning."

"Hay, how about we just take it easy for the rest of the day," Rainbow suggested, "we can just lay about and eat cakes."

Rainbow Dash's suggestion of a lazy day sounded like a welcome relief to Twilight. She nodded with a grateful smile. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, Rainbow. A day to relax and try to get used to my wings in private sounds perfect."

Rainbow Dash beamed with enthusiasm as she led Twilight to a cosy spot in the library, away from prying eyes and curious ponies. "Great! First things first, let's talk about preening. It's essential to keep your feathers in tip-top shape. Just think of it as like taking care of your mane or tail."

As Rainbow Dash began to explain the art of preening, Twilight listened attentively, feeling a sense of comfort in having her friend guide her through these new experiences. With each passing moment, she was growing more accustomed to her Alicorn form with the support of those around her. Today was about taking a break from the questions and uncertainties and focusing on the practical aspects of her transformation, one feather at a time.

As the morning passed with Rainbow Dash, Twilight began to grow more comfortable with her newfound wings. Rainbow explained the purpose of primary, secondary and tertiary feathers, demonstrating their functions as she gracefully extended and flexed her own wings.

Rainbow encouraged Twilight to gently touch her wings as she fanned the feathers out, guiding her through the motions. It was an intimate moment, as the tactile experience allowed Twilight to connect with her own wings and feel less unsettled by them as she learned how they functioned and how to care for them. Twilight had always enjoyed brushing her mane and tail, and could see how preening her wings could be just as relaxing a form of self care. Rainbow's support and guidance was helping Twilight gain confidence and acceptance of her new physiology, slowly easing the initial shock she had felt after her transformation.

That afternoon, Applejack stood amidst the rows of apple trees at Sweet Apple Acres, her signature stetson shading her eyes from the bright Equestrian sun. Her hooves were planted firmly on the ground as she surveyed the aftermath of Pinkie Pie's brief time with her cutie mark. Nearby, Big Macintosh, her strong and silent brother, was helping sort out the mess, his face etched with a mix of exhaustion and regret.

Applejack barely knew where to start. Nopony really appreciated the sheer amount of work that went into running the farm. Usually her brother could cope with the brief times when she had to leave town, but this had been different. Under Pinkie's leadership chores that needed to be done were left uncompleted, whilst other things that didn't need doing were done unnecessarily. Worse still there were many, many little jobs that had been done incorrectly that now needed fixing properly.

"Ah can't believe this, Big Mac!" Applejack exclaimed, her frustration evident in her tone. "Ah know the cockeyed spell got our cutie marks all turned around, but did y'all really just let Pinkie go and make a mess out of the apple farm?"

Big Macintosh, typically a stallion of few words, sighed deeply. "Eeyup," he murmured, his voice carrying the weight of their predicament.

"She was messin' with the farm, and now, look at it!" Applejack threw her hooves up in exasperation, "Y'all didn't think ta stop her, Big Mac?

"Nope."

"And now we done got a whole heap of extra chores for our troubles," muttered Applejack through gritted teeth, she loved her friends but couldn't stand anyone messing with her orchard, "what on Equestria have you gotta say for yourself?"

Her brother scratched his head, casting his eyes downward as he searched for the right words. "Well, sis," he began slowly, "Ah didn't reckon anything was wrong. Ya know how it was, that magic just meant we all thought that's how things were meant to be."

Applejack grumbled, knowing that Big Macintosh had a point. Pinkie Pie's whimsical and unpredictable nature often made it challenging to anticipate her actions, and adding an unfinished reality-bending spell into the mix wasn't going to make that any less destructive. She knew they would have to work together to undo the chaos Pinkie had inadvertently caused, even if it meant extra work for the Apple family today and probably for the rest of the week too.

She sighed, thinking about how they'd probably be working late into the evening, and then picking up early the next morning. Farmers are used to long days, but even so you couldn't go burning the candle at both ends for too long. She knew that the hardest part would be convincing Granny Smith and Applebloom not to pitch in too much. She especially didn't want her little sister to miss out on any school work through being too tired to study.

"Well, hopefully there'll be no interruptions 'til we've got this straightened up," she said, as she roughly started pitching the apples that were strewn on the ground into a basket.

Her face scrunched up in expectation when she became aware of Big Mac looking dolefully behind her. She sensed that whatever or whomever was walking towards them from Ponyville wasn't going to make straightening up the farm any quicker. She let out a sigh, and hung her head waiting for whatever the next crisis that wanted to swallow her up was.

"Terribly sorry to interrupt, darling," a brightly toned voice reached her, "might I have a word with you about Pinkie?"

The mid-afternoon sun streamed into the cosy farmhouse kitchen at Sweet Apple Acres, casting a warm, golden glow across the wooden table. The scent of freshly baked apple pies still lingered in the air, a reminder of the family meals that got served at the well worn kitchen table. Now, however, the demands of the farm were put on hold, as Applejack and Rarity found themselves in the middle of an uncomfortable discussion.

Applejack, her normally cheerful demeanour replaced by a scowl, stood with her hooves planted firmly on the wooden floor. Her bright green eyes held a glint of annoyance as she crossed her forelegs, her signature stetson hanging on a nearby peg.

"Now, Rarity," Applejack grumbled, her country drawl lacing her words with frustration, "Ah can't fathom why ya had to drag me away from fixin' the mess Pinkie left behind. We got apples to sort and trees to tend, and there ain't time for none of this fuss."

Rarity, elegantly poised in the rustic setting, smoothed a strand of her luxurious, curled mane, her sapphire eyes brimming with concern. Rarity's thoughts lingered on what she hoped would be her friend's unique ability to handle the situation. She had chosen Applejack for a reason, believing that her frankness and experiences with loss, particularly the passing of her parents, would make her an excellent source of comfort for Pinkie Pie. She leaned on the kitchen table, her white coat shimmering in the sunlight, and sighed softly. "Darling, I understand your frustration, truly I do. But Pinkie Pie is in quite a state of distress, and I fear it's all related to Twilight's transformation into an alicorn."

Applejack's brow furrowed as she rolled her eyes. "Rarity, I'm plum confused. What's Pinkie's meltdown got to do with any of this? First ya said Pinkie was fretting 'bout Twilight movin' on, and now it's some kind of paranoia 'bout Twilight bein' an imposter?"

"Oh, darling, I apologise if my explanation was unclear. You see, Pinkie's initial worries did revolve around the idea of Twilight moving away, but as time has passed, her fears have taken a more... unconventional turn."

Applejack raised an eyebrow, her confusion deepening. "Unconventional? What in tarnation do ya mean?"

With a sigh, Rarity elaborated, "Well it all started off as a fear that this new, erm, Princess Twilight Sparkle wouldn't have time for her old friends or Ponyville any more. From there Pinkie Pie has somehow convinced herself that Twilight Sparkle has been replaced by an imposter. She's become quite paranoid and is desperately in need of reassurance from her friends. I thought of you, to be the one best suited to help her through this."

Applejack's gaze softened slightly as she processed this new information. The thought of Pinkie Pie consumed by such unfounded fears tugged at her heartstrings. She let out a sigh of her own, letting go of her initial frustration. "Well, Rarity, Ah might not be the best at understandin' all this emotional stuff, but if Pinkie's in a bad way, Ah reckon I ought to talk to her and see if I can help."

With a gentle smile, Rarity spoke softly to Applejack, her voice a delicate murmur among the distant sounds of rustling leaves. "You know, Applejack, I truly believe you're actually the perfect pony to help Pinkie through this. The strength and the resilience you've shown in the face of the loss of your parents make you uniquely qualified to guide her through these feelings of bereavement."

Applejack gave a modest nod, her expression thoughtful. "Well, Rarity, Ah ain't no expert in this sorta thing really, but if Pinkie's hurtin', then Ah'll do whatever Ah can to help her out. Feeling a loss is a tough thing to reckon with, and it can take some time to find your way through it."

Rarity's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she looked at her friend. "Exactly, Applejack. And sometimes, all it takes is someone who understands the weight of that burden to make it a little lighter for another. I have every confidence that you'll provide Pinkie with the comfort and reassurance she needs."

Applejack smiled warmly. "Thank ya kindly, Rarity. I'll find Pinkie and see what ah can do for her. Although it feels a little late to see her today. Best try to catch her tomorrow morning, truth be told ah'm not in the most sympathetic of moods right now."

Rarity gave a grateful smile and nodded. "Thank you, Applejack. I knew I could rely on you in this time of uncertainty."

Later on that day, after the sun had been set, Ponyville was blanketed in a tranquil night under the silvery glow of the moon. The streets were hushed, and the stars above twinkled with a quiet elegance. Rainbow Dash emerged from the Golden Oak Library, a weary expression on her face after a long day of caring for Twilight Sparkle. She'd had no idea this was going to be so exhausting when Princess Celestia had entrusted her with this task, and the responsibility was already taking its toll.

She knew that she wasn't going to be able to go far, but the need to fly was making her feel twitchy after a day mostly spent indoors. As she spread her wings and prepared to take flight, a gentle fluttering sound caught her attention. Rainbow Dash halted her ascent and turned to see Princess Luna descending gracefully from the night sky, her horn casting a soft light upon the street outside the library.

"A moment if you please, Rainbow Dash," Luna's voice was soothing and melodic, as the night breeze carried her words.

Rainbow Dash's tired eyes blinked in surprise, as she landed and offered the Princess a deep bow despite her weariness. "Princess Luna, are you here to see Twilight? She's asleep already."

Luna nodded to indicate the pegasus should rise, her expression empathetic but serious. "We are aware that thine friend slumbers. Neigh, Rainbow Dash. 'Tis thee that We are here to see."

The cyan pegasus looked surprised, and asked in a trembling voice, "is there something you need me to do?"

"Our apologies, We see the strain that the task Our Sister has placed upon thee, Rainbow Dash. Regretfully We come with a message concerning the importance of thy duty." Luna regarded Rainbow Dash with her beautiful, melancholic eyes.

Fatigue weighed heavily on Rainbow Dash's shoulders, and she sighed, her wings drooping slightly. "It's been really tough, Princess Luna. Twilight's going through a lot, and I'm doing my best, but..."

Luna interrupted gently, "We understand, Rainbow Dash. But We need to impress upon thee the gravity of thy role. In a dream, We traversed realms and witnessed an alternate Twilight Sparkle. She was tormented by her unexpected transformation into an alicorn, just like thy Twilight. But in her pain and isolation, she took a different path, one that led to darkness and destruction. She blamed others for her change, and the chaos it brought to her life, so she mutilated herself and sought revenge in a way that would have dire consequences for Equestria if events were to repeat with our Twilight Sparkle."

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened, the weariness in her gaze mixed with worry. "Revenge? That doesn't sound like our Twilight at all."

Luna nodded solemnly. "Indeed, Rainbow Dash. The Twilight Sparkle thou knowest has shown great wisdom and kindness. But this vision serves as a reminder of the fragility of one's journey when faced with overwhelming circumstances. The weight of alicornhood can be immense."

Rainbow Dash's shoulders slumped further, but she nodded in acknowledgment. "I'm trying my best to support her, but it's tough."

Luna smiled gently, appreciating Rainbow Dash's dedication. "Thou loyalty and friendship are commendable, Rainbow Dash, and thee must continue to be there for her. This task may be challenging, but it is essential for the well-being of Twilight Sparkle and the safety of Equestria."

Determination flickered in Rainbow Dash's tired eyes. "You got it, Princess Luna. I won't let anything happen to Twilight, even if it means pushing through the exhaustion."

Luna's expression softened, and she stepped closer to Rainbow Dash, wrapping her warm wings around her in a comforting embrace. "We know it's not easy, Rainbow Dash, but thou are not alone in this. We believe in thee."

Rainbow Dash felt a warmth and reassurance in Luna's embrace that invigorated her, as if the alicorn was drawing the weariness from her body and mind. It gave her the strength to carry on despite her exhaustion. "Thank you, Princess Luna."

With that, Princess Luna released her embrace and spread her wings. "Take care, Rainbow Dash. Remember that thy have friends who care about thou too."

Rainbow Dash watched as Luna ascended into the night sky, feeling weary but resolute. She knew the toll it was taking on her, but she also understood the importance of her role in helping Twilight Sparkle navigate her newfound position and protect her from the potential challenges that lay ahead in the time until she was sufficiently comfortable with the changes that had occured.

She took a deep breath and flapped into the air. Despite her fatigue, having a flight to calm her and get the tension out of her muscles seemed even more important. A quick loop round Fluttershy's cottage and Sweet Apple Acres would do, and not keep her from her rest for too long.

Saying "No" to a Goddess

On the second day of her new life as an alicorn, Twilight paced back and forth in the library, her wings twitching nervously. She was determined to face the outside world and let the ponies of Ponyville know what had happened. Her restless energy was palpable, and she was ready to leave despite Rainbow Dash's protests.

Rainbow Dash, her cyan wings spread wide, hovered in front of Twilight, trying to reason with her. "Twilight, you can't just go out there like this! They're gonna swarm you, and it's gonna be chaos! You can't show up as an alicorn who can't fly yet."

Twilight sighed, her agitation evident. "I know, Rainbow, but I can't hide forever. I need to explain things to everypony and assure them that I'm still the same pony I was before."

The two ponies were interrupted by the unmistakable sound of a letter arriving via Spike's dragon mail. Twilight froze, as only one pony regularly used that somewhat grossly organic form of communication. Sure enough, moments later the juvenile dragon waddled in, wiping his mouth and holding a scroll that was tightly bound with a ribbon bearing the royal Equestrian seal. He looked up at the new alicorn and said, "Twilight, I've got a letter for you. It's from Princess Celestia."

Twilight's eyes widened in surprise, and she took the scroll from Spike's outstretched claw. She unrolled it and quickly began reading Princess Celestia's beautiful calligraphy. Rainbow Dash and Spike exchanged concerned glances, waiting for Twilight's reaction.

My Faithful Student Dearest Twilight,

I hope this letter finds you well, and adjusting to your new circumstances. I apologise for the abruptness of this message, but I felt it was necessary to address a matter of utmost importance. I know that you are currently facing challenges and uncertainties about your newfound status as an alicorn, and I want you to understand the reasoning behind our actions.

Our initial plan was to allow you time to develop and master your new abilities in the comfort and privacy of Canterlot once you had recovered somewhat. However, the rumours of a new alicorn have spread far and wide already. The curiosity and speculation surrounding this matter are growing beyond our control.

To ensure your safety and provide you with the guidance you deserve, I believe it is best to expedite our plans. I would like you to come to Canterlot as soon as possible. There, we can begin preparations for your coronation, where you will be announced as a Princess of Equestria. I understand this might be overwhelming, but know that you are not alone in this journey. Your friends and I will be there to support you every step of the way.

Please do not delay, Twilight. Make your way to Canterlot as discreetly as possible, and we shall discuss the details further. Your destiny as an alicorn and a leader of Equestria awaits you, and I have every confidence that you will shine as brilliantly as the sun itself.

With the warmest regards,

Princess Celestia

Rainbow Dash, who had been anxiously awaiting Twilight's reaction, leaned in closer as Twilight read the letter. She couldn't help but feel her own apprehension mirrored in her friend's eyes. As Twilight finished reading, her expression shifted from curiosity to disbelief, and then to an overwhelming sense of astonishment.

"Coronation?!" Twilight exclaimed, her voice trembling with anxiety. "But, Rainbow Dash, I... I never imagined it would come to this! No, no ,no… it's too soon. I mean, I knew there would be some kind of announcement, but I never thought it would be a full-blown coronation ceremony!"

Rainbow Dash, despite her own concerns, put on a brave face for Twilight. "I know it's a lot to take in, Twi, but remember, you've got all of us behind you. We'll figure this out together, just like we always do. And you've also got Princess Celestia to guide you every step of the way."

Twilight nodded, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions as she paced back and forth. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I just need some time to process all of this. But one thing's for sure—I don't want to face this alone. I have the best friends anyone could ever ask for, and you should all be a part of this."

Rainbow Dash tried to offer a reassuring smile. "That's the spirit, Twilight. We've got your back, wings or no wings." Something was off in her bearing, with the normally confident Pegasus looking shifty and nervous. Twilight was puzzled over what could be making her friend act this way. Then she remembered that not all her friends were as thrilled by the transformation as others.

The alicorn looked towards her two friends, "I'm going to have to work things out with Pinkie before I can go to Canterlot, aren't I?"

"If you want her at your coronation, yeah," agreed Rainbow Dash, "from what I saw, she's in no state to be a part of that right now."

As Twilight pondered the instruction from Princess Celestia, a determination welled up inside her. She couldn't simply leave Pinkie in this state of confusion, especially when being abandoned was one of her closest friend's principal fears from the transformation. Despite her mentor's wishes and the importance of the upcoming coronation, Twilight felt a deep-seated need to stay and help her friend heal. She knew she had to defy Celestia's will, at least for now, and focus on what truly mattered – the bonds she shared with the ponies she loved in her adopted hometown. Twilight Sparkle was determined to face the challenges ahead and find a way to reconcile with Pinkie Pie, no matter how daunting the task might be.

"Spike," she turned to her faithful companion, "I'd like you to take a letter please."

"Sure thing Twilight," replied the dragon as he walked to the writing desk and grabbed a parchment and quill.

Twilight cleared her throat and started dictating the letter.

Princess Celestia sat in her study, surrounded by the seemingly endless stacks of paperwork, scrolls, and documents that came with being the ruler of Equestria. The room was bathed in the soft, warm glow of her magical aura as she meticulously reviewed the various reports and correspondences. Her days were often filled with the duties and responsibilities of running a kingdom, leaving her precious little time for her own pursuits. In the privacy of her room she let out an exasperated sigh, more than a thousand years into her reign it seemed that despite her fervent wish the paperwork was truly endless.

As she was attending to her work, a letter appeared above her, bearing Twilight Sparkle's familiar seal. Not that such identification was necessary, as this particular form of postage was only used by Twilight and the denizens of the dragon lands, and the latter weren't known for their communication skills. Celestia sighed, her frustration evident, as she set aside her current task to read the contents of the letter. She had expected to hear of Twilight's swift arrival in Canterlot to prepare for her coronation, but what she found instead was a request for more time.

Dear Princess Celestia,

I hope this letter finds you in good health too. First and foremost, I want to express my sympathy for your concern about the citizens of Equestria. The prevention of uncertainty and any potential rumours is important.

When I received your letter about the upcoming coronation, and I must admit, I was both honoured and overwhelmed by the prospect. I want to assure you that I am committed to fulfilling this new role and will make my way to Canterlot as soon as possible to discuss the details.

However, there are matters that weigh heavily on my heart, which I feel compelled to address before I leave Ponyville. My ascension has had a profound impact on my friends. They have shown me unwavering loyalty and friendship since that first summer sun here, and their well-being is of utmost importance to me. I believe it is crucial to ensure that they are reconciled with these events and can joyfully take part in my coronation ceremony. They deserve nothing less.

I kindly request your patience in this matter. Once I have taken the necessary steps to ensure the emotional stability and happiness of all my friends, I will make my way to Canterlot. Your guidance in this endeavour would be greatly appreciated, as always.

Thank you in advance for your understanding and support, Princess. I look forward to joining you in Canterlot soon, ready to embrace the responsibilities that lie ahead.

With gratitude and friendship,
Twilight Sparkle

The Princess's brows furrowed in thought. She knew that Twilight was deeply committed to her friendships and was likely concerned about the well-being of her friends in Ponyville. If she was refusing an order from the ruler of Equestria, then there was the possibility that one, or more, of the bearer's of the elements of harmony was experiencing difficulties accepting what had happened.

As much as Celestia believed it was imperative to move forward with Twilight's impending coronation, she also understood the importance of Twilight's bonds with her friends. Rushing her would only risk straining those relationships, and that was a consequence Celestia wanted to avoid at all costs. The defensive capabilities of the elements of harmony were a formidable asset that she had no desire to give up.

With a resigned sigh, Princess Celestia decided to grant Twilight the time she needed. She knew that impatience could lead to misunderstandings and rifts, and she valued Twilight's growth as both a pony and a princess.

It was, after all, a momentous change in the young pony's life, and Celestia would do everything in her power to ensure Twilight was ready for it, both in heart and spirit. Even if that meant having to exercise patience that her will was temporarily being defied, for the sake of Twilight's friends.

Ah've Seen Death, and Discord Knows Where You Live

In the heart of Ponyville, Sugar Cube Corner stood tall and inviting, its cheerful facade illuminated by the soft glow of the morning sun. Inside, the bakery bustled with activity as the Cakes prepared the day's orders. Applejack had come to visit Pinkie Pie, after the troubling conversation with Rarity about her state of mind.

Normally her friend would have been hard at work helping the Cakes with the bakery, but today she was nowhere to be seen in the shop area. Mr Cake informed her that Pinkie hadn't come down from her room yet, and that he was worried that she mustn't be feeling herself. With a relieved look, he sent Applejack up the stairs to see if she could find out what was happening.

With a determined expression, Applejack climbed the stairs leading to Pinkie's bedroom despite her own nervousness about what she was going to say. As she ascended, she couldn't help but hear the sound of quiet sobbing coming from behind the bedroom door. She paused for a moment, her heart heavy with concern, before gently calling out to her friend.

"Pinkie," she said softly, her voice filled with empathy, "It's Applejack. Can ya talk to me, sugarcube?"

Inside the room, the crying paused momentarily, and then a sniffle followed by a hesitant voice replied, "Applejack?"

Applejack gently pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside. There, in the corner of the room, she found Pinkie Pie, curled up on the floor, her mane dishevelled, and tears staining her normally cheerful face.

"Aw, Pinkie," Applejack whispered, her heart aching at the sight. She moved closer and knelt beside her friend, offering a comforting hoof on Pinkie's shoulder. "What's been troublin' ya so much, darling? Can ya tell me?"

Pinkie Pie hiccupped as she tried to calm her sobs, wiping her eyes with a hoof. "I... I know what happened to Twilight Sparkle. It's awful, Applejack. She was killed by that rogue magic from Starswirl's spell."

Applejack's eyes widened in shock and sorrow. "Pinkie, that ain't true. Twilight's alive and well, she's in the library."

But Pinkie shook her head vigorously, her eyes filled with anguish. "No, no, no! This isn't the real Twilight. It can't be. The real Twilight was all burnt up, you saw it."

"Ah was there Pinkie," answer Applejack softly, "and that's not quite the way ah remember it."

"But there was so much heat and light!" Insisted Pinkie, "and she was gone."

Applejack continued to offer Pinkie Pie her comforting presence, and as Pinkie began to regain her composure, Applejack spoke with a gentle understanding.

"I know it's been tough on all of us, but you can't jump to conclusions like that. Ah've had my share of experiencing when ponies pass on," Applejack began, her voice soft but showing her confidence in what she was saying, "when a pony passes, their body stays behind, but you know they're gone. That pony that you shared your days with is just not there anymore, and what's left has nothing of what made them dear to you. But this situation with Twilight… well, it's different."

Pinkie Pie looked up at Applejack, curiosity and a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Applejack continued, "We all saw that burst of magic from Starswirl's spell, an' it sure looked like Twilight's body was destroyed. When she came back, she was different… changed. It's like her spirit or essence is still here, just in a new form. An that's just different from what it feels like when a pony dies."

Pinkie Pie considered Applejack's words, a mix of relief and confusion washing over her. "So, you mean, Twilight's still Twilight, just... changed?"

Applejack nodded, her expression reassuring. "Exactly, Pinkie. I can't explain all the magic stuff, but I know deep down, that new Twilight, she's still our old friend, just with a bit of extra sparkle, so to speak."

Applejack continued holding Pinkie tightly, and was glad to feel the shuddering from her sobs starting to ease. She let out a sigh, knowing that part of this was caused by her friend's difficulties in regulating her emotional state. She wished Pinkie would consider getting some professional help, to try and keep her from these unregulated extremes of behaviour. Applejack drew back to look her friend in the eye.

"Y'know, Pinkie," Applejack said gently, "I just know that this is still Twilight. It's like when we had all those Pinkie clones runnin' around, and we picked you from all of them. I can feel it in my heart that this is our Twilight, just like I could feel it was the real you then."

Pinkie Pie's expression fell, her gaze becoming shifty as she avoided eye contact with Applejack. She fidgeted nervously, seeming to shrink into herself and her gaze darted around the room before finally returning to Applejack's eyes. "Well sure, Applejack. That was super scary but I guess you all could tell you got the real Pinkie..."

Applejack noticed this new unusual behaviour from her friend and grew concerned. "Pinkie? What's botherin' ya? You ain't sounding so sure."

Pinkie Pie let out a sigh and confessed, "I never told you guys this, but I didn't know if I was the real Pinkie or one of those clones. I mean, they all acted like me, and I started doubting myself. It was really scary."

Applejack's eyes widened with surprise as she processed Pinkie's revelation. "Pinkie, why didn't you ever tell us about this?"

Pinkie Pie shrugged, her gaze now fixed on the floor. "I didn't want to worry anypony, or get sent away like the others. Eventually, I figured it out. Oh, but... what if Twilight's going through something similar? What if she's having an existential crisis too, and I just can't see it?"

Applejack gently placed a hoof on Pinkie's shoulder, offering reassurance. "Pinkie, I think you're lettin' your past troubles scare you into a dark place. We've all seen Twilight change and grow before, but at heart she's always the same pony. I just know deep down that this is still our Twilight."

Pinkie Pie looked up at Applejack, her eyes searching for certainty. "You really believe that?"

Applejack nodded firmly, her voice filled with conviction. "I do, Pinkie. An' even if she might not be the original Twilight, if she feels and acts like our friend then I'm going to treat her that way, just the same as ah did with y'all."

Pinkie Pie managed a faint smile, as if the weight of her worries was starting to lift, "I suppose. It's just my mind won't calm down and I'm so tired."

Applejack returned the smile, giving her friend a comforting pat on the back. "When was the last time you properly ate or slept, sugarcube? Ah' reckon some of this might be because y'all need to get some food in you and then see if you can't get a little shut eye."

"Will you stay with me, Applejack?" Pinkie looked up to Applejack, her face still puffy and wet from all the crying she'd been doing, "I don't want to be alone with my thoughts."

"Sure thing," replied the kind farmer, "just let me pop down to get you something to eat from Mr Cake."

After popping down to the cosy kitchen of Sugar Cube Corner, Applejack quickly grabbed a plate of freshly baked oatmeal cookies. She decided that these would be the perfect compromise to give Pinkie the sustenance she needed without having too much of a sugar rush.

With the plate of cookies in her hooves, Applejack returned to Pinkie's bedroom. She found Pinkie Pie had moved to her bed, still visibly tense from the emotional turmoil of the past few days. Gently, Applejack settled down beside her friend, placing the plate of cookies within easy reach.

"Here, Pinkie," Applejack said softly, "I brought ya some cookies. Maybe they'll help ya feel a bit better."

Pinkie Pie managed a small, grateful smile and took a cookie, nibbling on it as she lay beside Applejack. The familiar cookie taste and closeness of her friend brought a sense of comfort, and slowly, the tension in Pinkie began to ease.

Applejack wrapped a comforting hoof around Pinkie Pie, holding her gently as she watched her friend. Pinkie's eyelids grew heavy, and the exhaustion from the emotional turmoil weighed her down. Applejack continued to offer her support, her presence a calming anchor as Pinkie Pie drifted into a deep, much-needed sleep.

As Pinkie's breathing steadied and the tension in her body slowly dissipated, Applejack knew that, for now, her friend was finding some peace and solace in sleep. Although there was still a mountain of work to be done at the farm, she remained by Pinkie's side. Applejack wanted to be ready to provide the support and friendship that Pinkie needed when she woke, to make sure she knew that she was safe from the demons that tormented her when she spent too long alone with her thoughts.

That afternoon Fluttershy made her way to the Golden Oak Library, a slight smile gracing her face as she approached Rainbow Dash's temporary home. She had important news to share, and she knew Rainbow would be relieved to hear it. With a soft knock on the library door, Fluttershy waited for her friend to answer.

The door swung open to reveal Rainbow Dash, who looked both surprised and delighted to see Fluttershy. "Fluttershy! What brings you here? Is Tank ok?"

Fluttershy returned the smile and spoke with a warm tone. "Hi, Rainbow Dash. He's fine, I've fetched him from Cloudsdale. He's happily munching on my vegetable garden and making friends with the other critters."

Rainbow Dash's eyes lit up with relief. "Oh, thank goodness! I was so worried about him up there. Thanks, Fluttershy!"

Fluttershy nodded, pleased to see her friend's worries easing. "You're welcome, Rainbow Dash. I knew you'd want to know that he's safe and sound."

Rainbow Dash then furrowed her brow slightly, a hint of concern in her eyes. "Wait, Fluttershy, you managed to get up to Cloudsdale ok? It's not exactly easy to reach if you're not a strong flyer."

Fluttershy's expression turned somewhat sheepish. "Well, I asked Discord for some help. He created a portal between my cottage and your apartment. It made things much easier."

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened in surprise, and her expression shifted from gratitude to unease. "Discord? He knows where I live?"

Fluttershy nodded. "Yes, but he promised he wouldn't use that information for anything mischievous. He just wanted to help out, and I trust him. He definitely didn't go through your things."

Rainbow Dash remained sceptical but sighed in resignation. "Right… Well, as long as he doesn't cause any trouble I guess that's ok. Thanks again for looking after Tank, Fluttershy. You're a lifesaver."

Fluttershy smiled, relieved to have eased her friend's worries. "You're welcome, Rainbow Dash. Anytime you need help with your lovely pet, you always know where to find me."

"Yeah," said Rainbow, "at least that's one less thing to worry about."

Fluttershy peered out from under her fringe, concern etched on her face as she noticed the dark lines under her friend's eyes, "on my goodness, Rainbow. Are you okay, is this because of Twilight's transformation?"

Rainbow Dash sighed and took a deep breath, she decided it wouldn't hurt to share what had happened. "It's just that Princess Celestia ordered me to look after Twilight and teach her how to understand the pegasus side of being an alicorn," she said, "It's a big job, and I can't let her down."

The yellow pegasus looked sympathetic, "oh goodness, yes. I remember when the Princess ordered me to befriend Discord. It seemed so overwhelming at first, but I'm sure she knew what she was doing."

"I just wish I'd paid more attention in school," groaned Rainbow Dash, shaking her head sadly, "I mean, I know what I need to know but I don't always know why. What if-"

"Rainbow," Fluttershy interrupted softly, "I can tell you've got a lot on your plate, and I worry that you might be getting overwhelmed. Is there anything else I could do, as well as caring for Tank?"

Rainbow Dash shook her head, her expression a mix of gratitude and exhaustion. "Just that's a big weight off my haunches, and I'm not sure there's much else that can be done. I just have to concentrate on keeping Twilight safe for her coronation."

"This whole situation is a little scary," agreed Fluttershy, "but I think you're coping wonderfully with all the changes."

"Thanks, Fluttershy," Rainbow rolled her eyes and continued, "It was crazy enough already, and then Princess Luna brought a whole extra load of weirdness."

Fluttershy's concern deepened, and she inquired further, "Princess Luna? What did she say?"

Rainbow Dash let out a sigh and continued, "Luna kinda hinted that if Twilight didn't adjust to her new life as an alicorn correctly, something terrible could happen. I can't help but feel the weight of that responsibility too now."

Fluttershy's heart went out to her friend, understanding the immense pressure Rainbow Dash was under. "Rainbow, it's important to remember that you're not alone in this. You have friends who care about you and can help you when things get tough. You don't have to bear all of this on your own."

Rainbow Dash managed a small, grateful smile. "Thanks, Fluttershy. I appreciate your support. I'll do my best to look out for Twilight, but I won't forget to take care of myself too. I promise."

Fluttershy nodded, relieved to see her friend's determination mixed with a willingness to seek help when needed. "That's the spirit, Rainbow. We're here for you, always."

As the two friends said their farewells, Rainbow Dash couldn't help but cast a nervous glance towards the sky, wondering what surprises Discord might have in store, now that he knew the location of her apartment.

Will You be at My Coronation, Pinkie?

Twilight Sparkle took a deep breath, checked that the heavy cloak she wore was concealing her wings, and made her way to Sugar Cube Corner in the last glimmers of dusk. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear gnawing at her insides as she nervously looked around in case anypony was watching her. She needed to talk to Pinkie Pie, to understand what had transpired earlier, even though the prospect terrified her from the lurid descriptions that her friends had given her. As she reached the door, she raised a hoof and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet bakery.

Mrs. Cake answered the door, her expression changing from annoyance, at being disturbed whilst the bakery was closed, to relief at the sight of the ever reliable mare. "Oh, Twilight, please come in."

With a nod, Twilight entered the familiar warmth of Sugar Cube Corner. Mr. Cake, having heard the brief doorstop conversation, called Pinkie Pie down from her room. Twilight could hear their hushed voices in the background, then the soft patter of Pinkie's hooves on the stairs and the Cakes telling her they had decided to take a long evening walk.

When Pinkie appeared, she seemed more composed than Twilight expected, although her usual cheerful demeanour was replaced with a solemn air. "Hay, Twilight. I guess I know why you're here, and I'm glad you came. I'm sorry that I scared everypony, but I feel a lot better after talking to Applejack."

Twilight offered a small smile, relieved to see Pinkie in a calm state. "I'm glad to hear that, Pinkie. I was really worried when I heard about how these unexpected changes had made you feel."

Pinkie Pie's expression remained serious, though a glimmer of hope shone in her eyes. "I'm still feeling a bit unsettled, Twilight. It's just that sometimes an idea just gets stuck in my head, and it grows until it's all I can think about. I get so scared… and angry."

”I know, Pinkie," replied Twilight, "I wish there was something I could do to stop that."

"The shock of it was so triggering," said Pinkie, looking down at the floor, "I never expected to see you get all burnt up like that, but I think I can come to terms with what happened."

Twilight nodded in understanding, grateful for Pinkie's honesty. "I'm sorry that you had to see that Pinkie."

Pinkie Pie's face warmed with the hint of a smile. "Come on, let's sit down. Can I make you some coffee?"

Twilight hesitated, remembering Rainbow Dash's warning about caffeine. "Actually, Rainbow Dash told me to avoid caffeine for a while, so how about some tea instead?"

Pinkie Pie nodded understandingly. "She did? Well, okey dokey, I've got some camomile that should be just the thing."

With a more comfortable atmosphere settling between them, Pinkie bustled off to prepare the tea, leaving Twilight feeling relieved that her friend was maintaining her composure. She hoped she could get through this without either of them falling apart.

As they settled down with their tea, Pinkie's demeanour changed to a mix of calm and introspection, and Twilight felt that she could get her friend to open up a little more. "So what did you talk about with Applejack?"

As she sipped on her camomile tea, Pinkie Pie briefly hesitated before starting to talk, her tone calm and contemplative. "Well, Twilight, my conversation with Applejack was mostly about bereavement. About losing someone you love. I was so sure I'd seen you lost... It was really awful."

Twilight looked at Pinkie, her brow furrowing in concern. "Pinkie, I understand how frightening that must be, but I'm still alive. I'm right here with you."

Pinkie Pie nodded slowly, a small smile touching her lips. "I know, Twilight, and I'm glad for that. It's just... sometimes change is hard, if it feels like you've lost someone you care about. But I'll get used to it, I'm sure."

Twilight reached over and placed a comforting hoof on Pinkie's. "We'll all adjust to these changes together, Pinkie. And no matter what, we'll always be there for each other."

Pinkie Pie's gaze met Twilight's, and she offered a silent smile. It was clear that she was still feeling like there was something wrong, which would take some time to fully become accepted.

Twilight took a deep breath and, with a hint of regret in her eyes, said, "Pinkie, I'm really sorry for making you feel this way. I never intended for any of this to happen."

Pinkie Pie offered a gentle, understanding smile. "Twilight, it's not your fault. You didn't choose any of this. You didn't know what was gonna happen, right?"

Twilight nodded, her expression somewhat conflicted. "No... I didn't know what was coming, and it was a shock to experience it. I feel like I'm suddenly in a body that isn't my own. Without Rainbow's help explaining the pegasus aspects of being an alicorn, I think I might have lost my mind."

"Is it really that different?" Pinkie asked, a surprised look on her face.

"Everything's different!" Twilight cried, "I've got new limbs, every time something brushes against them it just feels so… alien. And my heart beats differently! Even my unicorn organs feel wrong, like everything's bigger and stronger."

Pinkie Pie listened attentively, her empathy building. "I can't imagine how tough that must be, Twilight."

Twilight lowered her gaze, her voice filled with a hint of frustration. "And, to be honest, Pinkie, I'm feeling a bit of anger toward Princess Celestia for not giving me more warning or guidance."

Pinkie Pie hesitantly reached out and placed a comforting hoof on Twilight's, her eyes filled with understanding and support. "It's okay to feel that way, Twilight. You're going through a lot, and it's perfectly normal to have those emotions. What could Celestia have said though?"

"Oh, I don't know," mused Twilight, "maybe there isn't any way of preparing somepony for this."

Twilight took another sip of her calming tea and looked down, her voice soft and filled with uncertainty. "You know, Pinkie, I'm having a really hard time with this whole idea of being a princess. It's all so overwhelming, and I'm not sure if I can live up to it."

Pinkie Pie's eyes were compassionate, and she leaned in a bit closer. "You know, Twilight, I can understand what that's like. There are times when I felt like an imposter, like I didn't belong or fit in. It can be tough."

Twilight glanced up at Pinkie, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "You've felt that way too? Why?"

"You remember that time with the mirror pool?" Asked Pinkie, quietly.

"Sure," replied Twilight, feeling a queasy sensation in her stomach over where this might be heading.

"I guess the way we dealt with all the Pinkie clones from the mirror pool just felt so random. Do you think it hurt," asked the earth pony, her eyes glistening with tears, "they all kinda blew up like balloons before getting squished and floating away."

"I don't know, Pinkie," replied Twilight, reluctantly, "I've not really thought about it."

"I kinda, sorta hope that some of the clones escape," whispered Pinkie as she stared at the floor, "and maybe the original Pinkie, if I'm… for a long time I felt like I was an imposter, just waiting to get found out and burst like all those other Pinkies if I wasn't Pinkie enough."

Twilight sat silently, thinking about all those times Pinkie had seemed extra "Pinkie". Had she felt compelled to prove her pinkieness?

"Oh, sweet Celestia, that's terrible," exclaimed the stricken alicorn, "I never thought you felt so lost, are you… over those feelings now?"

Pinkie Pie nodded, her face blank. "Most days. With time, you start to realise that you are who you are, and that's enough. You don't have to be perfect or fit into any mould. You just have to try to be yourself."

Twilight considered Pinkie's words, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Thanks, Pinkie. I'll try to remember that. I may not have all the answers right now, but with friends like you, I know I'll find my way."

Pinkie Pie's comforting presence and her understanding of feeling like an imposter provided Twilight with a sense of reassurance. As they continued their conversation, the weight of her new princess role seemed a bit lighter, knowing that she had friends who accepted her for who she was.

Twilight looked at Pinkie with a touch of anxiety in her eyes. "Pinkie, will you come to my coronation? I don't think I can do it if all of you aren't there with me."

Pinkie Pie grinned, her laughter returning as she responded, "Twilight, you think I'd miss the biggest party Equestria has seen in centuries? Not a chance! I'll be there, and we'll celebrate together!"

Twilight's heart warmed at Pinkie's response, feeling reassured by her friend's unwavering support. With her friends by her side, including the ever-enthusiastic Pinkie Pie, she knew that her coronation would be a momentous and joyous occasion.

There was a loud gurgle from Twilight's stomach, and she looked a bit sheepish as she admitted, "Pinkie, I'm not used to this alicorn metabolism yet. I seem to be hungry all the time now. Could I have something packed full of calories to go with my tea?"

Pinkie Pie beamed and said, "Of course, Twilight! You're in the right place for that." She brought out a plate of delectable double frosted cupcakes and set it on the table. "Enjoy!"

Twilight picked up a cupcake, her eyes lighting up with anticipation. As she took a bite, she savoured the sweet treat and then chuckled. "We might be onto something, Pinkie. Maybe I'll finally be able to eat what I want without it ending up on my haunches!"

Pinkie giggled, "See, I knew there had to be a good reason for all this!" The two friends shared a laugh, enjoying their tea, cakes and the reassuring presence of one another.

The morning had arrived for Rainbow Dash and Twilight to leave for Canterlot. As they prepared for their journey, Twilight couldn't help but reflect on the fact that the last time she had travelled by pegasus chariot was when she first arrived in Ponyville as Princess Celestia's emissary for the millennial Summer Sun Festival. It felt like a lifetime ago. She turned to Rainbow Dash and said, "You know, Rainbow, it's incredible how much things have changed since that first day in Ponyville. Back then, I was just a unicorn with a lot to learn about friendship."

Rainbow Dash, securing the last of their luggage, smiled warmly at her friend. "You've come a long way, Twilight. You're not even a unicorn anymore, which is pretty wild. It's been quite a journey."

Twilight nodded in agreement. "Yes, it has. And you, Rainbow, have been an essential part of that over the last couple of days."

Rainbow waved her hoof in an ah, you're making too much of this gesture.

Twilight's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she continued, "And you know, it still amazes me that all the right ponies were in Ponyville when Nightmare Moon returned. If it weren't for our friendship and unity, we might not have been able to defeat her and bring back the sun."

Rainbow Dash nodded, her expression reflecting the same sense of wonder. "Yeah, it's like destiny brought us together, or some other guiding hoof. We've faced so much since then, and every challenge has only made us stronger."

Twilight smiled, feeling a deep sense of camaraderie with Rainbow Dash and the rest of her friends. "Absolutely, we've overcome every obstacle, and I have no doubt that we'll face whatever comes our way in Canterlot, too."

"This is your moment though, Twi," said Rainbow, "you're the new princess, don't forget that."

"It certainly wouldn't be the same without all my friends there with me," protested the alicorn, "I'm glad I was able to convince Pinkie to come too."

Rainbow Dash's face fell at the memory of recent events. "Yeah, that was pretty dark for a while. Do you think she's really okay now?"

"Honestly, no," confessed Twilight, "but I think she's on her way. I just wish there was some way to help her not get so trapped by her thoughts."

Seeking to lighten the mood, Rainbow smiled and changed the subject. "At the castle we're finally able to start practising your flying. No more boring theory!"

Twilight sighed, "it will be nice when I don't have to hide anymore, although the thought of being up in the air scares me."

"Relax, we'll keep near the ground to start with," her friend reassured her, "although pegasus foals start off at cloud level."

"Didn't Fluttershy fall from Cloudsdale when she was a filly though?" Asked Twilight.

"Kinda," admitted Rainbow, "but she never has been the strongest flyer. You'll do fine with that alicorn strength."

Twilight wriggled and fidgeted in the heavy cloak she'd put on for the journey. "I will be glad to take this off as soon as possible. Rarity did a good job, but I'm already getting pins and needles in my wings."

Rainbow Dash, reminded her friend to focus on the hazards of the trip. "Twilight, we need to be really careful when we leave Ponyville. We can't have a crowd forming or anyone seeing your wings, so that cloak will have to stay on for now."

Twilight nodded, her expression serious. "I understand, Rainbow."

"You're sure the chariot team knows where to meet us?" Asked Rainbow Dash anxiously.

"Absolutely, they were instructed to land by the Everfree Forest and canter the rest of the way to Fluttershy's cottage," replied her friend, "we're to board the chariot there and depart for Canterlot without causing a scene."

"Ok, there shouldn't be anypony there to cause a fuss," confirmed Rainbow Dash, "and you've warned Fluttershy to expect them? We don't need her freaking out when the royal guard turn up at her doorstep!"

"I sent Spike to let her know," Twilight said, to calm her friend's nerves, "and she agreed to suspend her pet care services today, so we shouldn't have any interruptions."

"Will there be time for me to see Tank?" Asked Rainbow hopefully.

"I'm sure you'll get a little time to play with your pet," Twilight smiled.

"Well I'm ok, it's only for him really," protested Rainbow, "I just wouldn't him missing me too much whilst we're away."

"Of course, Rainbow," chuckled Twilight, "we have to make sure Tank's feeling ok."

"And the rest of the fillies know what to do?" The cyan pegasus asked, still obviously nervous.

"Absolutely… Applejack and Rarity will accompany Pinkie on the train," replied Twilight, "Fluttershy will follow on with Spike, as soon as she's handed over the critters, including Tank, to Mane Goodall to look after whilst we're away."

"Okay then, no point in delaying things," Rainbow declared, "time to hit the road."

Twilight took one last look around the library that was her home in Ponyville. She hoped it wouldn't be too long until she would be seeing it again, but couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that had settled over her like a heavy shroud. As an alicorn, her life was headed down an uncertain path filled with responsibilities and obstacles she hadn't anticipated and was going to change in ways she couldn't imagine.

The dangers that lurked around her and her friends seemed to escalate with every new challenge, making her genuinely anxious about what might befall them. With the weight of a new public role pressing down on her and the unending turmoil of her newfound abilities. She couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia for the simpler times, when her biggest worries revolved around exams and term papers. Back then, her dreams were filled with the pursuit of knowledge, not the weight of a kingdom on her back.

Every adventure seemed to be pushing her further away from the life she had envisioned for herself. The bonds with her friends were her greatest treasures, but even those relationships had evolved into something more complex. While she cherished the deep connections she had forged, the pressure to maintain and protect them was sometimes threatening to suffocate her. Amidst the chaos, she longed for the days of youthful ignorance when her biggest concern was the next magical theory to explore, not the safety of her friends and the fate of an entire nation. Twilight found herself momentarily questioning the path she was on, wondering if the destiny she had been thrust into was truly the one she desired.

Twilight's mind drifted to the idea of escaping her current path, of fleeing from the looming coronation and the grandiose future that awaited her. But deep down, she knew there was no turning back the clock. The simplicity of her life as a naive young unicorn was forever lost to the sands of time. She had come too far, seen too much, and grown to ever regain that innocence. The responsibilities and expectations that now rested upon her shoulders were inescapable, woven into the very fabric of her being. And though the weight of it all seemed overwhelming, she recognised that this was her destiny, and there was no choice but to embrace it.

She turned to her friend with a warm smile, displaying none of the turmoil and dread she was feeling inside. "Yes, Rainbow. Let's go."

Behold, Behold

"So Twilight, you gotta be super careful when you're flying in icing conditions. Feathers are pretty amazing but ice still messes with them," Rainbow Dash cautioned, "your primary feathers will shake rime off, but you gotta pay attention to those secondary and tertiary ones or you start losing lift. You don't wanna end up on the Ponyiac."

Just as they were deep in their discussion, the tranquillity of their luxurious suite at Canterlot Castle was shattered when Rarity burst through the door, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She immediately started taking Rainbow Dash's measurements for a dress, her magic moving the tape measure with precision. It seemed that a whirlwind of excitement and fashion had descended upon their otherwise tranquil day in Canterlot.

"Oh, Rainbow Dash, dear, you simply must let me craft the coronation dress I have in mind for you! You'll look positively stunning in it!" Rarity exclaimed, her creative energy practically palpable.

Rainbow Dash reared up as a tape measure snaked around her barrel. "Hay, what gives Rarity! You kinda need to warn a pony before invading their space like that."

Rarity, still engrossed in her work, replied without missing a beat, "Oh, darling, I had a brilliant idea for a dress for you, and I couldn't wait another second to get started!"

Following closely behind Rarity, Applejack and Pinkie Pie entered the room, looking somewhat amused by the sudden flurry of activity. Applejack headed over to give Rainbow a hug, whilst Twilight attempted to catch Pinkie's eye with a warm smile.

Applejack couldn't help but tease Rarity about her unbridled enthusiasm for the coronation dresses. With a sly grin, she quipped, "Rarity, y'all been talking nonstop about dresses all the way to Canterlot. You're more excited than a filly at a candy store!"

Rarity laughed, her passion for fashion undiminished. "Oh, Applejack, it's not every day we all get to attend a royal coronation! A little enthusiasm is only natural."

Applejack playfully raised an eyebrow, her tone lighthearted. "Well, Rarity, if it were up to me, I'd just want something plain and simple for the coronation. Nothing too fancy or overly decorative, now."

Rarity gasped in horror, her hoof to her chest. "Darling, plain and simple? At a royal coronation? You cut me with your simplicity!"

The friends shared a laugh, knowing that Rarity's penchant for drama was part of what made her so endearing, even if she was surreptitiously looking around for a couch to swoon on. While Applejack may prefer a more down-to-earth approach, Rarity's passion for fashion and attention to detail always added a touch of glamour to their group's adventures in Canterlot.

Applejack raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's all the fuss about? Ain't like it's going to change anything with Twilight here."

Rainbow Dash exchanged a glance with Twilight, who winced and looked at Pinkie. The earth pony seemed unphased by Applejack's careless turn of phrase. Twilight truly hoped that her friend was past her traumatic reaction to seeing Twilight's ascension.

Rarity continued to take measurements, nearly hyperventilating with the thought of creating coronation dresses for all her friends. She expressed her determination for them to look their absolute best on such a momentous occasion, her voice tinged with a hint of urgency.

"Oh, my dear friends, I simply must design your coronation outfits! I want each of you to look absolutely stunning, and you must let me take care of the style."

Twilight Sparkle, recalling the fashion disasters that nearly unfolded at the Grand Galloping Gala, nodded in agreement. "Rarity, we've learned our lesson from past experiences. We trust you, and we know you'll make us all look fantastic."

The rest of their friends voiced their agreement, acknowledging Rarity's talent and design expertise. Rainbow Dash, added, "As long as I can still fly comfortably in it and look totally cool, I'm all for it."

Rarity's eyes sparkled with appreciation, her artistic spirit reinvigorated. "Oh, you have my word, darlings. You'll all be the talk of Equestria with the dresses I'll create for you!"

With their trust in Rarity's creative talents, they knew that their coronation attire would be nothing short of magnificent once she'd worked her creative magic. For the time being that meant Rainbow Dash rolling her eyes and putting up with Rarity fussing around her whilst Applejack tried to hide her giggles behind her hat. Twilight took the opportunity to sidle up to Pinkie Pie and gently usher out onto the balcony whilst her other friends were distracted. With a caring expression, she asked, "Pinkie, how are you feeling? Are things any better?"

Pinkie Pie sighed, looking out at the view of Canterlot before responding, "things are a bit better, but I'm still feeling all mixed up. Part of my mind keeps replaying those paranoid thoughts about you being replaced by an impostor. It's like I know it's not true, but it's hard to shake off. And then there's another part of me that feels so humiliated by my breakdown."

Twilight placed a comforting hoof on Pinkie's shoulder and spoke gently, "Pinkie, you have nothing to be ashamed of. Your emotional volatility is something that deserves sympathy and understanding, not stigmatisation. We all go through tough times, and you should never feel ashamed that you struggle more acutely than most ponies."

Pinkie Pie took a deep breath and looked at Twilight, her expression a mix of vulnerability and sincerity. "You know, Twilight, I think I have been dealing with something chaotic for some time now. It's like the world is always on the edge of lifting a veil away if I could just focus on my peripheral vision. Sometimes I just can't control my thoughts and feelings. It's a rollercoaster, and it's been happening more as I get older."

Twilight listened attentively, her concern growing as she absorbed Pinkie's words. "Pinkie, I'm really sorry to hear that you're going through this. It must be so difficult."

Pinkie Pie nodded, her voice a little shaky. "It can be Twilight, but it's a part of me, and I've learned to live with it. I just hope it won't get much worse. Sometimes my mind goes to some pretty dark places, and I'm worried about what I might do to stop it."

Twilight was shocked and didn't know how to respond to such a revelation. She simply wrapped her hooves tightly around Pinkie, offering the comfort of her presence. Tears welled up in Twilight's eyes, and she began to cry at the thought of this pony, so we'll known for spreading joy, having such a hard battle with her own thoughts.

Just then, Applejack wandered out onto the balcony and saw the two friends embracing. Assuming that Twilight had been overcome by the emotions surrounding her coronation, Applejack quietly approached them, her expression one of concern. "Twilight, are you alright? I know this is a big occasion an' all but we're here to support you, sugarcube."

Pinkie and Twilight exchanged a brief glance, both choosing to play along, not wanting to reveal the true reason for their emotional state. "I'll be okay, Applejack," Twilight assured, giving Pinkie a supportive squeeze.

Pinkie Pie nodded, her eyes also glistening with tears but a small smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, we've got each other's backs, just like always."

With the secret of Pinkie's true struggles kept between them they shared one last embrace, finding mutual solace before returning to join their friends. They were just in time for Rarity to begin advancing on Applejack with her magically animated tape measure, and soon the suite was filled with the sounds of laughter at the farmer's discomfort.

The day of the coronation had finally arrived, and Canterlot Castle buzzed with activity. The magnificent grand hall was adorned with elegant decorations and tapestries, as ponies from across Equestria gathered to witness the ascension of Princess Twilight Sparkle. The anticipation and excitement in the air were palpable, as this was a less than once in a lifetime event. No pony in attendance would ever see another coronation of a brand new alicorn.

Rainbow Dash knew that Rarity had made her a chic dress and hat for the occasion, but she couldn't help but feel somewhat self-conscious. She tugged at her dress and adjusted her hat, her wings twitching nervously. She had always been a pony of action and adventure, and the world of formal ceremonies and regal appearances was a far cry from her usual comfort zone. Nevertheless, she was there to support Twilight and celebrate this momentous occasion, no matter how conspicuous she felt in her elegant attire.

In these regal surroundings, despite wearing the finest clothes she'd ever had, she couldn't help but still feel rather modest in comparison to the grandeur of Princess Celestia's towering formal crown or Princess Cadance's mane, which had been styled in the ornate fashion of the Crystal Empire.

The Sun Princess, her imposing presence radiating power and beauty, approached Rainbow Dash. With a warm smile, she said, "Rainbow Dash, Princess Luna and I would like to speak with you privately. Please follow me."

Rainbow Dash nodded, her curiosity piqued but a touch of anxiety lingering. She followed Princess Celestia to the designated antechamber, wondering what they wanted to discuss in private on this momentous day. Surely there couldn't have been more they needed her to do. She'd expended so much energy getting Twilight to this point, so much of it worried and second guessing herself.

The smaller room provided a quiet space for Princess Celestia and Princess Luna to speak with Rainbow Dash in private. Celestia smiled warmly as she said, "Rainbow Dash, thank you for your dedication in coaching Twilight through these physical changes. How are the flying lessons progressing, this last week at the castle?"

Rainbow Dash returned the smile, her eyes shining with pride. "She's doing great, princess. I think she might be able to make a few circuits around the castle grounds now, and with practice she's not far from flying unescorted."

"How is Twilight adjusting to the pegasus additions to her anatomy?" Enquired the princess.

Rainbow Dash, always candid and straightforward, responded, "At first, she was a bit freaked out, to be honest. I mean, who wouldn't be, right? But she's been doing great lately. She's getting the hang of caring for her wings, and I think she actually enjoys preening."

Celestia nodded her approval, appreciating Rainbow Dash's support and guidance for Twilight. "Thank you, Rainbow. Your help has been invaluable to her. I'm glad she has such good friends to lean on during this transition."

"I'm not sure she's enjoyed all of it," countered Rainbow Dash, bashfully , "I had to tell Twilight to stay off the coffee for a while. It's been a bit tough on her since she's not used to the new fast heartbeat and metabolism that comes with her alicorn transformation, and we didn't need her getting even more hyped up."

Princess Celestia raised an eyebrow in mild surprise, her expression curious. "No more coffee for Twilight? I'm sure that's been quite the adjustment for her."

Rainbow Dash chuckled, nodding. "Oh yeah, she's been quite grumpy without her usual caffeine fix. But she's determined to adapt to her new body and get used to her higher energy levels. I've said she can start back on her morning brew in a few months."

Celestia smiled mischievously. "I have no doubt she'll manage it in time. She's always loved coffee, almost as much as books."

Rainbow Dash nodded, confidence in her voice. "That's our Twilight, always eager to rise to the occasion."

Next Luna stepped forward, her expression kind and appreciative. "And thank thee, Rainbow Dash, for ensuring that Twilight did not slide into madness at the changes that have befallen her."

Rainbow Dash accepted their thanks with a nod, but then her gaze turned thoughtful. "Actually, Princess Luna, I think something happened between Pinkie and Twilight that really helped her find perspective."

Luna raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Pinkie? What doth thou mean?"

Rainbow Dash recalled the heartfelt conversations between Pinkie Pie and Twilight, where both ponies had revealed her own struggles and feelings. "Well, it was hard for Pinkie to accept the changes at first, and I know that Twilight was also feeling… sorta wrong in herself. They've had some pretty intense talks. I don't know all of it, but Pinkie's words seemed to really resonate with Twilight, and I think it made her feel less alone in all this. It was like a turning point for her."

Celestia and Luna exchanged a knowing glance, recognizing the profound impact of friendship and shared experiences. Luna said, "It seems that even in her darkest moments, Twilight can find solace in the bonds of friendship. Thank you, Rainbow Dash, for helping our dear Twilight through this time of transition."

Rainbow Dash nodded, humbled by their words. "It's what friends are for, Princess. We're always there for each other."

Celestia spoke again, "Indeed you are, my little pony. My sister and I are in your debt, for the dedication you've shown. We believe that Twilight will be okay without constant monitoring now, you may return to your life when not directly tutoring her."

Rainbow Dash bowed, "thank you, your highnesses."

"Now canter along," replied Princess Celestia, "stand with your friends, for the ceremony is about to start."

Rainbow Dash rejoined her friends in the grand hall, a sense of excitement and camaraderie filling her heart. As she took in the grandeur of the hall, her eyes landed on Twilight Velvet and Night Light in the audience, Twilight's proud parents. Their expressions were a mix of joy and love, their presence a testament to the support and encouragement Twilight had received from her family.

Surveying her friends, Rainbow Dash couldn't help but admire how stunning they all looked in their elegant coronation gowns. Rarity's impeccable sense of fashion had ensured that each of them shone in their own unique way, reflecting their individual styles and personalities.

However, as her gaze settled on Applejack, a pleasant surprise took her aback. Rainbow noticed a subtle yet lovely addition to Applejack's appearance - a touch of mascara, a detail that Rarity must have convinced her to wear. Rainbow couldn't help but sigh, utterly captivated by how beautiful her secret crush looked, the newfound elegance adding a soft femininity to Applejack's natural charm. She kept her admiration to herself though, not wanting to draw attention during this important moment, but her heart raced as she stole glances at the earth pony.

Just then, the regal sounds of the honour guard playing their trumpets echoed through the hall. The group turned their attention toward the massive doors at the other end of the hall, which began to open, heralding the arrival of Princess Twilight Sparkle and the beginning of the coronation ceremony. A chorus of heavenly voices filled the air, and their hearts swelled with pride for their dear friend.