“Is it ready yet?” Prose asked Twilight.

“Almost! Just applying the finishing touches now,” she responded.

Chorus, Prose, Ginger Blush, Sombra, and Savoir fare sat inside of Twilight’s library, waiting for Twilight to finish her prototype. She enlisted the help of the princesses, her friends, and the smartest scientists. The design was rather primitive, and not as advanced or expansive as she would’ve liked, but it would do for now.

She ran a spark of magic through the box, running a diagnostic test. The screen lit up for a brief moment–a sign of success.

“It’s ready!” Twilight claimed.

The ponies all gathered around the makeshift TV, waiting for Twilight to turn it on. Twilight joined them as they watched, and she sent a stream of magic towards the TV, focusing on where, when, and who she wanted to see. It was extremely difficult, considering time magic’s complex intricacies, but images began to appear on the screen before them.

The ponies could see her: Sandy Swirl. New Hoofsfield was in disarray, but it was still standing. Sandy helped the ponies of her city as they worked to rebuild their homes. Being the proficient magic-user she was, she was able to sense the metaphysical camera focused on her. She waved and blew a kiss to the ponies that were watching her. She mouthed two words to the ‘camera’, which the ponies could pretty easily make out.

“Thank you.”

Author's Note

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed, please consider leaving a thumbs up or a comment! I can't believe this story has come to an end. This trilogy has been so fun to write, and I hope it was somewhat as fun to read. Thank you for giving Chorus, Prose, and Ginger Blush a chance. I hope you didn't regret it