YouTwi

//At long last, an update! I plan on keeping these regular.

//I apologise to everyone for making you wait for such a long, long time for this.

//Now, watch the MAGIC

With a quiet sigh, you look around, realising there is nothing to do as the inevitable slowly draws closer. Glancing at the town’s clock tower confirms your worries; It is currently Eleven thirty. Only half an hour of freedom left... you think to yourself, a sad sigh escaping you.

Deciding to be early for once, you turn, and trot into town, breathing in the fresh air, enjoying the cool breeze like a stallion on death row. You look up just in time to catch a glimpse of two pegasi flying through the air; Rainbow Dash and her coltfriend. You watch them go by, feeling a small pang in your gut.

Celestiadammit, I need to focus... I’m so distracted lately. You think, turning and making your way through town, taking as much time as possible to get there, occasionally getting distracted by happy couples being happy around town. By the time the library is in view, midday has come and gone; In your efforts to be only a few minutes late, you managed to arrive an hour late. As you realise this, a loud groan escapes your lips.

Dimwit... She won’t be happy about this... You internally berate yourself the entire way to the wooden front door. You grudgingly raise a hoof, and are about to knock when there is a bright purple flash behind you; The suddenness making you jump in fright.

“You’re late.”

Those two words somehow manage to make you both guilty and embarrassed at the same time. You turn, knowing who is behind you;

The light lavender unicorn mare, with her dark purple, pink-streaked mane is behind you, her eyes narrow.

“You’re late,” she repeats.
“Why? You had plenty of time.” She says, her tone full of disappointment.

“Uhh... Er... I guess I slipped up...” You tap the ground, trying not to look the mare in the eyes.
“Whatever, let’s just get started.” She says. Her horn glows a light purple, and you feel yourself yanked into the air by your flank. Struggling, you hear a door opening, and feel yourself levitated into the library.

With a small smirk, Twilight drops you in a heap on the floor. Groaning, you manage to pull yourself up, and shake your head.

“Now... That was uncalled for.” You say, rubbing your head.

“What can I say? I guess I slipped up.” She says, with a small scowl. You glare at her for a few seconds before you realise that something about the library is different; There is a large couch in the middle of the room, and two desks, modified to be able to sit in front of two ponies sitting on the comfy seat. You look at Twilight, and gulp.

“I know how much you don’t want to do this. I was going to try and make you comfortable.” Twilight says, her eyes burning holes in yours as she glares at you.

You facehoof.

She prepared all this... Jeez, I feel like a jerk... You think, looking at the couch again. There was even a small plush toy, seemingly made of rags sitting between the couch cushions. You look at it, then at Twilight. She shakes her head, blushing lightly.

“That’s my old study-buddy’s sister, Book Worm.” She says.
“Smarty Pants was... Er... Lost, a while ago. I prefer not to talk about it.” She says. You gulp, and stand up, slowly trotting over to the plush seat.

“Well, sit down. We may be beginning late, but we can still begin.” Twilight says, wincing as she says the word ‘late’. You sit down on the left, and are about to relax when you feel yourself yanked into the air again.
“Ah ah ah... That’s my seat.” Twilight says, dropping you on the left. Once again landing in a heap on the couch, you manage to withhold a groan as you sit up.
“Alright, I deserved that... But can we maybe stop picking me up me now?” You ask. Twilight giggles, and sits on her side, squirming lightly.
“Hmm... I’m not used to sitting on this kind of seat to study... But it’s alright, I suppose.” She says.

You look at the desk, sighing as you see various foal’s books there. The pictures are bright and colourful, but the words on the covers may as well be ancient magical runes. You narrow your eyes, squinting as you try to read it out loud.
 
 “Wh... Whst... Wstuhgf?” You say, dumbly. Twilight rolls her eyes.
“Try ‘Spot and his Ball.’” She corrects. With a wince, you poke the book as if it was a live explosive.
“Do we really have to start with this kind of stuff?” You ask. Twilight smirks, and her horn glows as she levitates a massive book over. Judging by the looks of it, it would probably snap the desks with it’s weight alone if it sat on them.

“Well, we could start with this.” Twilight says. You quickly shake your head.
“Nononononono, I’m fine...” You mutter.

Twilight smirks, putting the book back, and opening the book.
“Well, enough stalling, then. Time to start.” She says.

The next few hours passed in a blur. There were dogs, and various problems they would never realistically face. By the time you were standing up, getting ready to leave, you were already able to read an entire page without Twilight’s help.

Twilight smiles, and stands up as well, her horn levitating as she puts the books away. Looking out the window, you both the sun sitting on the horizon, signalling that night was soon coming. She looks at you, and smiles.
“Would you like to join me for dinner? My assistant is cooking hayfries. They’re somewhat of a... Specialty of his.” She says.

You shrug.

“Why not?” You say, finally managing to tune in to the smell of cooking food wafting through the air.
“It’s been a while since I had them homecooked...” You say, following Twilight into the kitchen.

You see a small, purple and green dragon standing on a stool in front of a stone stove, opening his mouth and cooking raw hayfries with green flames. There is an owl sitting next to him, occasionally letting out a quiet ‘hoo’.

You sit at the table, and the bird quickly flaps it’s wings, and flies over to the table, landing in front of you. You stare the brown creature down, not blinking. After a few seconds, it’s beak opens;
“Hoo?” IT says. You blink.
“Er... Me?” You say.
“Hoo.” It repeats. You stay silent for a few seconds before it dawns on you.
“Oh, you want my name?” You ask.
“Easy, my name is-” Before you can finish, there is a small crack, and a yelp from the stove as the dragon’s stool breaks underneath him.

Quick to act, Twilight’s horn glows, catching him and the hayfries he flung through the air as he fell.
“Careful, Spike... I told you that thing is too old for you to keep using!” She says, plopping the dragon down next to you, putting the hayfries on the middle of the table.
“Sorry, Twilight... I just didn’t want to put you to any trouble having to go out and buy another one.” He says, nodding to you.

“Oh, don’t be so silly, Spike.” Twilight says, sitting down across from you, with a small smile.
“This is Spike. Spike, this is the stallion I’m teaching to read. Remember me telling you about it?” She asks. The dragon nods, holding out a small claw to you. You give him your hoof, and shake it.
“A pleasure, Spike.” You say, as you turn back to the large bowl of steaming hot food, and grab a hoof-full.

Twilight smiles, and begins eating as well. After a few seconds of staring you down, Spike joins in as well.

The owl, which had flown up to the roof, lets out a belligerent ‘hoo’ from above. Twilight jumps, and looks up.
“Oh, and that’s my pet, Owlowicious.” Twilight says, with a smile.

You nod, looking around at the three before going back to eating.

A single uneventful hour later, the meal is gone, and you find yourself at the front door. You can feel a small sense of... What could almost be called loss as you wave goodbye to Twilight, and walk down the dark mane street of Ponyville.

Despite all of your worries, and frustrations, you had really enjoyed that time with Twilight and her companions. They had all been friendly, and you had felt really comfortable.

But now you were walking away, into the darkness of sleeping Ponyville, deep in thought yet again.

With a sigh, you pulled yourself out of your thoughts, and looked around, realising you had left Ponyville altogether. Instead of returning to Ponyville, you simply let yourself fall onto your side, onto the cool, slightly moist grass.

Gah, I’m so tired, I could probably sleep here... You think, the exhaustion of learning so much, and being so active finally setting in, and forcing you into a deep, relaxing sleep.