Final Power
Keen Eye
Previous ChapterNext Chapter"Twilight, someone's hear to meet you!"
'He knows you're there. A witness.'
"Who is it?"
"Uhhh. Lemme check. Oh! Starlight!"
"Huh. What's she doing here this early? Whatever, it's fine. Spike, go off into the library for a little. We'll be busy."
"Aye aye, Cap'n!"
'Eavesdropping spell. Honestly, how shameful. They don't even know their own friend is spying on them. Gathering intelligence. I'd say it's cute how much you pretend if it wasn't so pathetic.'
"Hey, Starlight. Early morning?"
"You could say that."
"No kidding. Your eyes are so red I can see Apple Orchards from here!"
"Eheh. Ha. Yeah."
"Come in. I hope you don't mind that I haven't set things up yet. Wasn't expecting a visit."
"Sorry about that."
"No apologies needed. You're a friend. You can come in any time you want."
"Within reason."
"Of course. Thirty minutes early is within reason though, I think."
"Yeah."
"Okay, so. Forgive the mess. I was doing some things in here last night, so it's kind of a wreck. Gimme a minute to clean up and set things out. Oh! Also, watch that spill over there. If you touch it you'll be glued to the spot until I find the dissolvent curse."
"Right."
"Ah, there we go. Nice and clear. Now to set things up. Where are those books... You been alright, by the way? What kept you up so late?"
"And made me sleep bad. Nothing, though. It's fine."
"Hm."
"What?"
"I don't know if I believe you."
"Why not?"
"Because you're already acting defensive."
"No? I'm just asking some very reasonable questions. Why is everypony trying to analyze me lately?"
"You're right. I'm sorry. I overstepped my bounds. No need to talk about something you don't want to. Let's get to the leson shall we? See this ball right here-"
"It's Trixie."
"Huh?"
"It's Trixie."
'That isn't all it is.'
"Trixie?"
"You're frowning already."
"I was frowning before."
"You're frowning more now, though. Why does it always feel like you're so eager to latch on and attack me for our f- our friendship?"
"That's not what I'm saying!"
'Yes it is. Judgemental.'
"Whatever. It doesn't matter anyway. I'll deal with it. What about the ball?"
"Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?"
"Yes. Certain. What about the ball?"
"Twilight, Twilight! Everyone's cutie marks are glowing!"
"Excuse me, Spike?"
"It's calling all you guys! And... Starlight?"
"Yeah. Me too."
"Where are we headed?"
"Canterlot."
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