Twilight Sparkle Has An Idea

Twilight examination date was tomorrow, and she had completely forgotten. Now her mane was a total disaster, her despair was at maximum levels, and she was running frankly anguished from one side to the other of her library, flipping magically through the pages of her books.

“Twilight, you know the idea has to be yours, you can’t use one from any book or ask anypony else for help” Spike said from a safe point out of the way between bookshelves.

“Shut up and help me to.. something, anything,” she said browsing her library with dilated pupils while grinding her teeth.

“Look, this doesn’t need to be anything special, this test has never been failed by anypony before. Just... how about a purple mustache, that’ll do!”

“NO, SPIKE!! Now I can’t use that either,

“It doesn’t need to be very useful or original either, and you don’t need to perform the spell either, just the idea, how difficult can it be?”

“The purpose of this exam is measure the imagination and originality from each student, if I come up with a spell to.. lets say, create a flower with less petals than normal, or a waterless cloud; Celestia will be disappointed of me, she’ll not call me her faithful student anymore, and I could be sent back to...”

“No, no! Don’t say it. You just need to relax Twilight, take all these thoughts out of your head and you’ll come up with something, you’re very good remembering and performing spells, how could you fail something like this?”

“Relax!! Relax! Right, a spell about relaxing, that has been done before... SPIKE, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!!!” She screamed running in circles at full speed.

Then a book, probably misplaced by the rushed peace in which its neighbors were being pulled out, fell from above; its pages opening in the middle of the falling to land just amid Twilight’s horn, who running along pierced it through the middle of its gutter.

And Twilight suddenly stood quiet.

Spike also noticed that some of her normal look came back with this.

“Spike, may I ask you a favor?” Twilight said without face Spike.

“Sure, Twilight. Anything”

“Could you please leave and... I don’t know, help Rarity with something, or anything?”

“T-Twilight, is everything alright?”

“Well, yes! Why do you think something could be wrong?” Twilight asked back, turning her face to him while her left eye tickled and the book was still pierced in the middle by her horn. “I just come up with an idea, not for a spell, but it could help, and I’ll need some... privacity”

“Ok, Twilight” Spike sighed resigned, trying at least to take off the book from Twilight’s horn before leave.

“No, no, Spike. Leave that where it is” She said half closing her eyes, and giving Spike a warm smile.

Which made him actually feel better and leave.