Tokyo Equestria

Twilight Sparkle: Young, bright, ambitious, purple. All traits that could accurately describe the unicorn mare who was even now retreated within her own mind, studying facts she'd long since memorized. The magical mare was sitting in the cute carousel that served host to the boutique of her friend the couturière. Across her sat the owner of the shop, Rarity, a slightly older and no less talented pony than Twilight. The two friends had sat to tea but minutes past and were enjoying the company of a fellow.

Rarity sipped delicately at her tiny teacup as she pretended to listen to Twilight explain her latest theories, some silly quest for something she'd called "Extradimensional teleportation". Honestly Rarity could not be bothered to attempt to wrap her mind around the concept. As a fellow unicorn she of course had the ability to grasp the directions of magical leylines or few the contextual runes of an incantation in her mind, but while she was herself rather talented with her magic, compared to Twilight all but the Princesses themselves were likely to be considered quite inept.

"And if it all goes well than by tonight I'll be able to view alternate universes and see what the results of other actions in any given scenario could be!"

"My my Twilight that's simply Fascinating! Why I could hardly tear myself away from this little presentation but it is time for me to start running some errands..."

"Oh of course! Sorry I'll be going, it was so nice having tea with you, we'll have to do it again sometime!"

Twilight quickly finished off her tea and trotted to the door with Rarity's accompaniment. She gave a quick wave as she turned out the door and grinned to herself, thinking over her theories again and again until she reached the front door of the library which sufficed as her homestead.

"Spike I'm back!"

"Hey Twi! How's Rarity, did she say anything about me?"

Twilight simply rolled her eyes and patted Spike on the head as she passed him, and began to levitate several books in front of her. The little dragon sighed and picked up a quill and parchment, and began writing down everything his adoptive family chanted off.

The hours passed slowly and the longest parchments in the library became coated in ink. Twilight had long ago closed the books and recited from memory the text and what she had discovered herself. With a smile on her face she closed opened her eyes and looked down at the bored and tired reptile.

"Thank you Spike, I'm sure that will suffice as a fine report to Princess Celestia. Could you go upstairs and send that while I begin the spell?"

"Upstairs? You mean you don't want me down here while you cast it?"

"No Spike, you might be a dragon and magic resistant but this is a really difficult spell, if something goes wrong you could get hurt here. I want you to stay upstairs where it's safer and come down after I've cast it to check if I'm alright, okay?"

"...I don't like it Twi...but I guess I'll do it. Be careful though."

Twilight smiled at the child's care for her and watched his tail bounce as he hopped up the stairs. When she was satisfied with his being out of range, she began her focus. The magic coursed through her body and into her little velvety horn, light emanated from her entire being and her eyes glowed with ethereal light as her body lifted into the air.

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Dash you are a serious genius!

Rainbow Dash soared through the skies, flying almost directly at the ground with her wings outstretched. The familiar cone of resistance formed around her as she grinned through flapping gums.

All I have to do is hit Sonic Rainboom level speed and get back up into the air, then turn and go back down, and I can break TWICE the sound barrier!

As the cone narrowed around her and Dash prepared to double her speed she neared the library. With a sound like the crack of a giant whip, and a ring of prismatic light, Rainbow Dash demolished the sound barrier! And crashed.

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Inside the tree house the concentration of the magical mare was instantly broken at the shock of the sudden thunderclap. With a yelp, she was instantly gone.

Spike ran downstairs wearing a pot on his head and having two pillows strapped around his tiny chest, he looked around the library for any sign of his close friend. Nothing. His little mouth opened and closed, and tears began to well in his eyes. Quick as he could the small dragon wrote off a note and sent it away to the goddess he hoped could help.

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"Get back here filth!"

"Why you'd just beat me!"

A young man ran through a crowded street, dodging the people and hopping over trashcans and fences. In his arms he cradled a roast duck and behind him an angry older man chased him with a butchers knife. The younger man turned down an alley, followed closely by his chase. The alley only went through a short distance before a tall wooden fence ended it, with only piles of garbage and locked doors to fill the space.

"I've got you now thief!"

The young man was tall and somewhat muscular, with lightly tanned skin and waist length jet black hair. His gray eyes twinkled and he threw the roast duck into his mouth with a smile. He turned and jumped at the wall, kicking off it and grabbing the ladder of a fire escape. He turned from his perch and swung, grabbing the edge of the wooden fence and disappearing of the edge.

The old butcher growled and kicked a broken box on the ground before he turn and left muttering.

"God damn ninja thieves..."

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On the other side of the alley the thief sat on a dumpster and happily tore into his stolen meal. His eyes scanned the world constantly as he ate, lest any should steal his duck from him. Finished with the honeyed poultry, the thief sat back and played with the edges of his cotton gloves and licked his lips.

It was then that he noticed the slender fingers of a female poking out of the trash. Curious, he strode over and touched the girls hand.

"Warm...you're alive!"

Quickly he threw away the bags of trash and flicked the rice and noodles and that covered her.

"You're....naked!"

A young girl slept in the garbage, neither tall nor short, and somewhat plump. The thief hesitated for a second, but pulled off his shirt and pants and put them on the girl. He blushed furiously trying to keep contact to a minimal...but couldn't resist a few small glances. She was young, with pale white skin and somewhat long purple hair, with a violet streak in it. She smiled lightly in her sleep and kept her arms outstretched over her head. A tiny blush covered her face as her stomach made little hungry noises.

"Aw hell...what am I supposed to do with this? I could take care of her but what if she thinks I kidnapped her or what if she calls police...I can't just leave her she could get actually abducted or something...shit, why do women always make things difficult..."

He looked down at the girl and smiled as she whimpered and turned over. Grabbing a dirty sheet he covered her and ran a hand through his long hair.

"Damn you don't have to weaponize cuteness...Fine. I'll take care of you girl, promise."