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Destinies

by Sharp Quill

Chapter 14: 14. Epiphanies

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Susie's parents were looking at her, expecting an answer. Meg didn’t have one.

Susie told them? She was supposed to keep it a secret. I expected a little girl to keep something like that a secret. It was so obvious in hindsight, but it wasn’t as if she had chosen to take her into confidence.

She could only hope a plausible lie will take care of it. “I-I let her play with a new Rainbow Dash doll.” Yeah, that was real convincing.

“Does this doll talk and fly?” Matt sharply asked, not buying it.

“Of course not,” Meg flatly replied.

“So… what did you do to convince Susie she touched a living, breathing, flesh and blood, talking and flying Rainbow Dash?” he asked, losing his patience.

At least she could answer this one truthfully. “I didn’t do anything.”

Motion in her peripheral vision caught her attention and she briefly turned her head. Twilight was standing in the hallway, out of view of everyone but herself. Just stay there, she thought, wishing telepathy was an alicorn power.

“Fine, let me rephrase that,” he said condescendingly. “How was she convinced she touched a living, breathing, flesh and blood, talking and flying Rainbow Dash?”

Perhaps she could blame it on an overactive imagination? No, that wasn’t going to work. They must have tried hard to get her to admit it didn’t really happen. Her heart sank as she realized there were no good options.

“What do you expect me to say?” she said in resignation. “That Rainbow Dash was really here?”

Her brother looked at her like he didn’t recognize her. “I expect you to tell us how she came to believe this,” he simply said.

Meg rubbed her forehead, trying to ease the headache that had pounded into her awareness, and used that as a cover to surreptitiously look at Twilight. The alicorn nodded her head. I guess I have permission to… what? Whatever it was, it had to be a last resort. Each additional person who knew meant more opportunities for other people to find out.

Out of desperation, she scraped the bottom of the barrel. “Are you suggesting I somehow brainwashed her? Gave her hallucinogenic drugs?”

“If you would simply answer the question, I wouldn’t need to suggest anything.”

Meg snuck another look at Twilight, who repeated the head nod. It was either that, or tell her brother to leave—and kiss goodbye any relationships she had with the rest of her family.

She tried to break it gently. “Did you ever consider the possibility she’s telling you the truth?”

“This isn’t a joke,” he icily replied.

“I’m not joking.”

Her brother blinked, then stood up. “You’ve lost it, haven’t you? It’s bad enough you’re infatuated with a cartoon meant for little girls, but… you think it’s real?”

There was no going back. It was strangely calming, having made the decision. “Yes, Equestria’s real. I’ve been there.”

“You’ve…” He spun around in stunned disbelief. “Then there’s no reason you can’t take us there,” he said mockingly, holding his arms out.

Meg looked at Twilight once more, and got another head nod in return. “Nope, no reason at all,” she said, standing up. “We’ll be there in a few seconds.”

Lori stood up and joined her husband. “You really have gone mad.”

Neither of them had noticed the pony who had entered the room. “She seems perfectly sane to me,” Twilight casually declared.

Neither of them had said a word, dumbfounded, gawking in utter disbelief at Twilight, as the alicorn prepared to bring them all across. This is priceless! thought Meg, as a part of herself felt vindicated. It wasn’t just for little girls, and the proof was smiling at him. But the shock he was experiencing made another part feel ashamed for feeling that way.

“You may experience some disorientation,” Twilight warned them as she invoked the return spell.

Once all four of them were in Twilight’s private library, Meg quickly verified she was a pegasus once more. You have one more shock coming, she joylessly thought. They had been too fixated on Twilight to have noticed her transformation. She decided to hover a few feet off the ground; maybe it was the pegasus fight or flight instinct, but it simply felt right.

“Welcome to my home,” Twilight said as she sweepingly waved a hoof.

Matt and Lori, mouths agape, silently looked around at the shelves of books lining the walls. Eventually they laid eyes on Meg, without recognition, treating her as an anonymous background pony. After convincing themselves that a pegasus really was doing the physically impossible act of hovering, they turned back to Twilight, who had been patiently observing them.

Yes, Twilight, this is how many people would react to existence of ponies.

“Where’s Meg? Did you leave her behind?” asked Matt, trying hard to make sense of the situation.

The transformation did not cure her pounding headache, her ears sagging in response. Let’s get it over with. Dreading their reaction, she said, weakly, “I’m hovering right here.”

“Hovering?” he asked, bewildered, as he abruptly turned to the source of his sister’s voice. He stared hard at the hovering pegasus, refusing to put two and two together.

Meg sighed. “I like being airborne; it’s a pegasus thing.”

He gaped at her, wide eyed and speechless. Lori wasn’t much better.

“Yes, it’s really me.”

Lori broke the silence. “You’re a pegasus,” she said, incredulously.

“I know.”

Matt found his voice, declaring, “That’s not possible.”

Says the guy standing next to the alicorn who’s the Element of Magic. As much as she might like to rub it in any other time, her heart was no longer in it. Besides, they were freaked out enough as it was. “I wanted to experience being a pony in Equestria, and Twilight was willing to make it happen. Remember the breezies episode?”

“That’s just a…” Matt looked at Twilight, who innocently smiled back.

He looked back at the pegasus. “Prove you’re Meg. What happened before we came here?”

Meg told him, from the moment they arrived at her home till the moment they arrived here in Equestria, his jaw slowly dropping the whole time.

“Satisfied?” Can we please get past this?

Matt slowly walked around her at a safe distance, looking at her like some three-eyed mutant goat from a lab experiment gone wrong. Meg turn her head to follow, and when he started to go behind her, she rotated her body in midair to face him. “Say something,” she pleaded.

Her brother remained speechless for a few more seconds. “You agreed to this?” he finally said, as he held his hands out towards her. “You asked for this?!” he shouted in disbelief, forcing her ears to flatten.

“And why not?” she retorted defiantly. “It’s not as if it’s permanent. I’ve already gone back and forth several times.”

You got hooves!” he screamed, wildly gesturing with his very human hands to emphasize the point.

She flew over to glare right in his face. “I can fly! I can walk on clouds. I saw Rainbow Dash do a sonic rainboom. I watched Applejack buck apple trees. Twilight zapped me with the Elements of Harmony. I know the joy of getting my cutie mark. I’ve eaten daffodils, and liked it. I’ve met Discord. I’ve experienced Pinkie Pie.” She grabbed his shirt with her hooves. “And these hooves aren’t as useless as you think,” she finally said, after which she released him.

“How… how can hooves do that?” he stammered.

“It helps being a magical creature.” Meg contemplated his stunned silence. “Oh, come on! You’ve watched the cartoon with your daughter. Look around you! It’s real!

He looked around again, as if seeing it for the first time, until his eyes locked onto the alicorn in the room. “You’re really Twilight Sparkle.”

“I am,” she confirmed, putting on her friendliest smile. “I am also the Element of Magic, the Princess of Friendship, and former personal student of Princess Celestia.”

He stared at her for a few seconds, wetting his dry lips. “H-how is this possible?”

“Nopony knows,” Twilight admitted. “Until a few weeks ago, we had no idea your realm—or that cartoon—existed.”

Matt barked a laugh. “Heh, ‘nopony’… you actually talk like that.”

Twilight was considering how to reply to that when Lori spoke next. “So Susie really did meet those ponies,” she said, hesitantly.

Finally! We’re getting somewhere. Meg eagerly took the opportunity to explain what happened. “That wasn’t supposed to happen, I can assure you. The Crusaders somehow crossed over without warning or permission—big surprise, I know—and Rainbow Dash came by to bring them back.”

“And watch The Wizard of Oz…” she added, unsure.

“Uh, yes,” Meg sheepishly confirmed. “Long story.”

Lori looked around, uncertain of what was supposed to happen next. “So… what now?” she asked. “Are we free to go home?”

“I can take you back right now,” Twilight offered.

That apparently wasn’t quite the answer she was looking for. “Well, I mean, we’re here, so… could we look around a bit? We’re in Ponyville, right?”

Twilight’s smile faded. “I can’t permit you to leave my castle. Meg can give you a full explanation later, but the short version is that the existence of humans is a secret for now.”

“Castle? This isn’t the Golden Oak Library?”

“Meg can explain that, too.”

Lori turn to Meg, contemplating her current equine form. “You’re allowed in Ponyville, aren’t you?” she asked flatly.

“Yep,” she confirmed. “Steve’s even been to Canterlot.”

“Does it really cling to the side of a mountain?” Matt asked, having calmed down enough to re-enter the conversation.

“Why don’t you see for yourself?” Twilight suggested. “Meg, why don’t you show them the room you stayed in?”

Right. It had an excellent view of Canterlot. Meg was feeling better already; the worst was behind her. “It’s just down the hall; follow me.”

Meg drifted towards the closed door, then paused, waiting for Matt and Lori to start following her. “Coming?” she asked them. After a moment’s hesitation, they did so.

She opened the door and led them down the hall to the back of the castle. Fortunately, the architecture was designed for full grown alicorns, so the ceiling was more than high enough for adult humans. Not that a human couldn’t stand in most pony buildings, but the head clearance would be minimal.

The door to the guest room was closed. Meg lowered herself enough to reach the door handle. Using her hoof, she depressed the latch and pushed the door open, then drifted to the side, pointing the way in with a hoof.

Matt and Lori entered the dark room, lit only by light spilling in from the hall. The first thing they noticed was a softly glowing crystalline cylinder on an end table. “Is that a night light?”

Meg hovered in behind them. “Uh, not exactly.” She hastily flew over to it and closed the lid. Who knows what effect it would have on humans? Probably nothing, or the same effect it had on ponies, but better safe than sorry. They gave her a questioning look, but she did not elaborate.

She then flew over to the north-facing window and pulled open the curtains, flooding the room with sunlight. Matt and Lori walked to the window and looked out, marveling at the view of distant Canterlot.

“The cartoon doesn’t do it justice, does it?” whispered Lori.

“Why are those clouds in a line—are they moving?” Matt asked.

Meg looked up through the window herself, to see what her brother was talking about. There was, indeed, a convoy of well separated clouds, moving far too fast to be natural. “There’s probably rain scheduled for tonight, so the weather pegasi are bringing in clouds from the weather factory in Cloudsdale.”

“Weather pegasi…” he muttered. While those pegasi were too high to be made out, every now and then a pegasus flew by the castle. None left a rainbow contrail.

“It’s how they earn a living,” Meg said, turning way from the window. The room had been restored to its original condition, ready for another guest. She wondered if there was a cleaning staff, or there was some spell that did the trick.

“So…” her brother began, now standing next to her, “you stayed here overnight?” He was looking at the four-poster bed, its frame, posts, and tester seemingly carved from a single, giant crystal, like the room itself, resting on the plush, deep lavender carpet. All the furniture looked like it was carved from that same crystal.

“Yep. It was strongly encouraged. A good night’s sleep as ponies was supposed to help us connect with our new magic, and it definitely did.”

Lori came from the bathroom, a somewhat dazed look on her face. “They never did show a toilet in the cartoon, apart from that one outhouse in Appleloosa.”

“Well, now you know ponies do have flush toilets,” Meg giggled.

“Yep, a toilet designed for quadrupeds. Now I’ve seen everything.”

Meg led them down the hall to the other end of the castle, so they can see Ponyville. At the far end was a small balcony above the castle’s main entrance, through which she had returned from Fluttershy’s cottage earlier that day. The door to it was still open, but the balcony wasn’t an option; they’d be too visible. She was about to check the last door on the right—that room should have a window, if she remembered correctly—when something outside caught her eye.

She quickly flew to the balcony outside. How ironic, she grumbled to herself. Off in the distance, and heading straight for the castle, was a gray pegasus with a blonde mane.

“Into the library, now,” she ordered them, as she rushed past them to warn Twilight.

“Twilight, we have a problem: Derpy’s coming here.”

The alicorn looked up from the book she was reading and blinked, as Matt and Lori entered. “She’s rather early today,” she said to herself. “You two, go upstairs and stay out of sight. Meg, your choice; you know what topics are off limits.”

“Did you just say Derpy’s coming?” asked Lori as they made their way to the stairs.

Meg remained where she was, setting down on the floor near Twilight. “Yes, now go!”

They ran up the stairs and found themselves a vantage point from which they could observe without being noticed. Seconds later, the mailmare leisurely flew into the library, came to a halt in front of Twilight, gave a quick bow while still hovering, and landed, all the while ignoring the other pegasus in the room. “I have another letter from Princess Cadance,” she informed the alicorn.

Meg watched as the mailmare reached back under a wing into her mailbag. Their eyes briefly connected, and Derpy gave quick smile in response. With her muzzle, she pulled out an envelope and presented it to the Princess.

The envelope was soon encased in a lavender glow and levitated over to Twilight. “Thanks, Derpy.”

Derpy bowed again and leisurely flew out of the library, presumably back to Ponyville, giving Meg another warm smile as she went past her. Meg gave her an awkward smile in return.

Twilight looked curiously at Meg, as Matt and Lori came back down the stairs. “Why didn’t you say something?” the alicorn asked.

Meg blinked. “I… had no idea what to say… especially after what Pinkie told me.”

Twilight mouthed a silent “ah,” then proceeded to extract the contents of the envelope. Soon, several pages were levitating, spread out in front of her, as the two humans gawked at their first exposure to telekinesis.

Even if she didn’t talk to her, Meg was still glad she got to see Derpy up close, to look into those wall eyes, and to hear her voice—speaking of which, the show got wrong, both versions. Nor did she destroy anything; there was nothing clumsy about her flight.

Did Derpy actually wreck the Town Hall? Rainbow Dash had been there—if it had happened at all—but did she dare ask her about that? Yet Dash did call her a featherbrain, the day they all first crossed paths.

Twilight continued scanning the pages. “More anomaly data?” asked Meg.

“Yep,” she said. “Come see me when you’re ready to go back.” With a popping sound she vanished, and from upstairs came another popping sound.

They all stared at where Twilight was, with varying levels of astonishment. “She can really do that,” Matt gulped.

“Yep,” Meg said nonchalantly. She started walking to the door. “Come on, let’s see Ponyville.”

They fell behind her as she made her way to that room adjacent to the balcony. The door was unlocked, and she opened it. The room was bare; not even curtains covered the window. That made it all the more obvious how the “glass” was simply a thin and transparent section of the wall; it was all a single crystal. It reminded her of how this castle came into being.

Without hesitation, Meg brought them to the window; having seen it from the outside, she knew it wasn’t that easy to see inside, not during the day at least. Spread out before them was the town. Being near the northeast part of Ponyville, there wasn’t all that much visible recognizable from the show, apart from the backside of the Town Hall off to the side; regardless, in the distance numerous ponies could be seen in the parks lining the river. The sky over the far end of town was full of dark clouds, and as they watched a new cloud was put into position, merging into the others already there.

“Do you think Rainbow Dash is up there?” asked Lori.

Meg scanned the sky, but could not see any evidence of the prismatic pony. “I don’t see her… but I doubt she’s personally involved with every weather task.”

Out of the blue, Lori asked, “Why were you zapped with the Elements of Harmony? Did it have something to do with meeting Discord?”

“Huh?” Meg said as she faced her. “No! Nothing like that. Discord’s quite reformed. The Elements were used to make me magical. No point in being a pegasus if I didn’t have flying magic.”

“Why a pegasus, specifically?”

Meg sat down on her haunches. “I didn’t have a choice in the matter. I guess it’s how human DNA maps to pony DNA, or something. Steve became a unicorn.”

“Was it difficult… being changed?” she asked self-consciously.

Meg was beginning to wonder if she wanted to try it herself. She often suspected Lori was a closet pegasister. “Not really. It takes less than a minute, and you don’t even notice it happening—literally. Thanks to an early Christmas present from Discord—he was dressed as Santa, don’t ask—we transform as we cross over. The hardest part is getting in touch with your new magic. That takes a day or two.”

“What’s this about an anomaly?” Matt asked, injecting himself into the conversation. “Is it something dangerous?”

Meg grimaced. “I’m not at liberty to talk about it,” she quietly said, quickly looking around. “I had to Pinkie Promise not to discuss it with other humans—in front of Pinkie Pie herself. I might have come close to breaking it just now, come to think of it, but since she’s not here giving me the evil eye I’m probably okay.”

“How would she know if she’s not here?”

An exaggerated gasp made all three turn their heads. Pinkie Pie was standing just a few feet away, wide-eyed and mouth agape.

Oh, no… she thought as her heart leaped into her throat. “I’m sorry, Pinkie,” she pleaded, “I’ll be more careful.”

Pinkie galloped over to Meg and engulfed her in a bone crushing hug, a huge smile plastered on her face. “You’re a pegasus again!”

“Pinkie!” Meg wheezed, struggling to inhale. “Not so hard!” Earth pony strength was nothing to joke about—and this wasn’t even Applejack. Pinkie loosened her grip, and as Meg gasped for air she could smell the bubblegum scent of the pink pony’s mane.

One her need for oxygen was satisfied, she asked, bewildered, “You’re not mad at me?”

Pinkie released Meg and sat down on her haunches next to her, and raised a hoof to her chin, her eyes looking up thoughtfully at the ceiling. As she began tapping her chin, she said, “Well, technically you were discussing it with Twilight and not these humans. They did happen to overhear, but Twilight didn’t specifically prohibit that in the wording, so you didn’t actually break the promise.”

Huh? That only raised as many questions as it answered. “If I didn’t break the promise, then how would you know all that and why are you here?”

“Twilight just told me!” Pinkie looked thoughtful again. “She was worried for some reason.”

She stood up and started bouncing. “Anyhoo, my Pinkie Sense told me there are new ponies in town and you know what that means! A welcome-to-Ponyville party!!”

She looked at Matt and Lori, who stared back, but decided they weren’t ponies. “Are there any new ponies playing hide-and-seek around here?” she asked as she determinedly searched the bare room. “They must be real good, ’cause there ain’t anyplace for them to hide.”

“Pinkie, this is my brother Matt and his wife Lori.” She prepared herself for the inevitable Pinkie reaction. “This is their first visit to Equestria.”

Pinkie stopped bouncing, confused. “Huh. First time I got that feeling for a not-a-pony.” She brightened up. “Must be because they’re relatives of a pony! This calls for a welcome-to-Equestria party!!”

She leaped high enough to be eye-level with the humans, and remained suspended in the air, limbs shaking with excitement, long enough for her to shout, “Hi! I’m Pinkie Pie!” Matt and Lori were suitably flummoxed by her ambivalence for physics.

Meg knew better than to try and talk Pinkie Pie out of a party. “I think that’s a great idea. How about a week from today at Sweet Apple Acres? It will have to be by invitation only, and Twilight decides who gets an invitation, okay?” Who knows? Maybe the guests of honor will even attend.

“Oh, right… because they’re humans.” Pinkie nodded her head in understanding. “I sure hope Applejack gets an invitation—” she switched to a confidential whisper “—or it will get awkward.”

But then Pinkie came up with a solution. “Or… we can turn them into ponies, just like we did for you!”

Meg stole a quick look at her brother’s face and saw what she feared. “Uh, no, Pinkie, that isn’t likely to happen.”

Pinkie also looked over at her brother and frowned. “I see.” But the party pony instantly cheered up and started bouncing her way to the door. “My first party for humans! I’ll get right on it!”

Meg slouched, letting her wings sag onto the floor. She looked up at her brother, and said, “So… will I have to tell her the party’s off?” He grimaced in response, remaining silent.

Lori got down on her knees in front of Meg. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she said, as she stood up, folding her wings properly against her barrel. “It’s just that watching Pinkie in a cartoon does not prepare you for the real thing.”

“I’m beginning to get the picture.”

“They trust her with knowledge about humans?” asked Matt.

“There’s a throne downstairs with her cutie mark on it, you know. Besides, Pinkie Pie is the Element of Laughter. All Elements of Harmony were needed to make me magical. Not that they use those gems anymore.” She gave him a hard look. “You haven’t answer my question.”

He looked at his wife, who stared back at him. “I’ll sleep on it,” he said begrudgingly.

If only I could have a certain Princess help you with that, Meg thought, as she started walking out of the room. “Let’s go back home.”

“Could we see the throne room first?” asked Lori.

She paused for a moment, looking back. “Sure, follow me.” Meg was happy for any interest they showed.

The walk down to the throne room on the ground floor was uneventful. Meg would fly ahead to make sure there weren’t any ponies about, but that wasn’t a problem. Unlike the palace in Canterlot, this castle had yet to become a hub of activity. It was still quite new, after all; but even so, whatever curiosity the locals possessed had already been satisfied.

The doors to the throne room were already open, through which the circle of thrones were plainly visible. As they walked inside, it became evident that one of them was occupied by a certain colorful pegasus. She was just sitting there, eyes not even open, basking in her own awesomeness.

“Rainbow Dash? What are you doing here?” asked Meg.

“Being awesome,” she declared, not moving or opening her eyes. “I thought you weren’t crossing over today.”

Meg walked over to the thrones. “Slight change of plans. I’d like you to meet my brother and his wife.” She waved them to come over.

Rainbow Dash finally opened her eyes. She went airborne and zoomed over, hovering in front of them. “Susie’s parents, right?”

“Right,” said Matt. “You’ve met her, from what I’ve heard.”

“Yeah… that wasn’t exactly planned,” she sheepishly said, running a hoof through her rainbow mane. “Is that why you’re here?”

“I’m taking them home now. I’ll come back and explain everything. Are you up for a flying session?”

“Sure!” she replied, happy for an excuse to avoid a potentially awkward conversation. “We can work on your speed. I’ll be waiting here.” She flew back to her throne and resumed her previous activity.

“Uh… aren’t you getting a little too attached to that throne?”

“You’re starting to sound like Twilight.”

“Sorry,” she said, rolling her eyes. Then she remembered what she had seen that morning with Fluttershy and Angel. “Uh, I was with Fluttershy this morning, and…”

Dash opened her eyes again, curious where this was going.

“You do know she can’t see Angel’s true nature, right?”

Dash sighed. “Yeah, we all know. We’ve tried, believe me. He’ll get used to you and learn to tolerate you, so don’t worry about that.”

“I thought as much…” Meg said as she turned around and started walking. “See you in a bit.”

A few minutes later they were back in Meg’s apartment. Her brother took notice of her restored humanity.

“Yes, I was a pegasus,” Meg said. “We encountered Rainbow Dash in the throne room, where I brought up Fluttershy and Angel. Should I go on?”

Matt shook his head wearily. “No, that isn’t necessary.”

“Dash is still doing that, huh?” Twilight commented, then frowned. “And, yeah, Fluttershy just won’t hear it… not that he’s really that bad… once he gets to know you.”

Meg didn’t feel like continuing this topic. “I’ll get my saddlebags,” Meg said, as she left the room.

She went to the bedroom, got her saddlebags, put them around her neck, and returned to the office. She then unplugged her phone from the changer, and was about to put it in a saddlebag, when an idea came to her. Maybe they couldn’t go into Ponyville, but they still could see pictures of it.

She brought up the photo album and presented it to Matt and Lori. “Sweet Apple Acres?” her brother asked.

“My very first photo in Equestria.”

“You can work it with hooves?” he asked incredulously.

“It’s… a learning experience,” she admitted. “Rarity made me a holder for the phone that makes it much easier to use.”

“Our technology works there,” Lori observed with wonderment. “Too bad we can’t reach you there.”

Meg smiled. “Yes, you can. I have a signal, thanks to an enchanted antenna. It’s amazing what magic can do.”

“It’s equally amazing what technology can do,” added Twilight.

They went through the photos. Meg had been able to take photos of the familiar landmarks, like Sugarcube Corner, Quills and Sofas, Carousel Boutique, and the Town Hall. With Rarity as her guide, she also got photos of other picturesque but unknown locations. It ended with the photos she took that morning at Fluttershy’s place.

“There are platypuses in Equestria,” Matt droned.

“Who knew?” replied Meg, as she put the phone into a saddlebag.

Lori focused on the saddlebag. “That’s… your cutie mark, isn’t it?”

Meg held up a bag, presenting for a better view the two overlapping circles with a star in the shared area. “It is,” she said pensively, “and, no, I don’t have it as a human,” she preemptively added.

“Wow,” Lori replied with awe, “an actual, for real cutie mark, not some brony wish-fulfillment.” She looked up, her eyes meeting Meg’s. “What does it mean?”

“I don’t know,” she replied, frowning. “Steve’s clearly represents his research, but mine… I’m guessing my destiny?” She shrugged. “Only time will tell.”

“And it shall,” Twilight said sympathetically. “I had no clue what was in store for me when I got my cutie mark.”

“The whole destiny thing is real, too?” Matt asked rhetorically.

“It is for us,” the alicorn replied politely.

“And now for you,” he droned, addressing his sister.

She had hoped he’d be over this by now. “What if I always had this destiny?” she retorted. “Maybe that’s why I crossed paths with the ponies in the first place.”

“It would help explain the massive coincidences that led to the crossing of our paths,” Twilight thoughtfully observed. Matt just snorted and shook his head.

Meg covered her eyes with her hand and shook her head. It didn’t matter it was all real; he still wouldn’t or couldn’t understand. Why can’t he just accept my desire to be a part of both worlds… both worlds… two circles… and where they overlap…

The shock of the epiphany nearly caused Meg to lose her balance and fall, prompting the others to look at her. “I-I’m okay,” she assured everyone. “I know what my cutie mark means, w-what my destiny is.”

Twilight responded with her full attention. “And?”

Meg was suddenly afraid to say it, as if she had the option of renouncing this destiny by simply refusing to utter it. All eyes were upon her, including the derisive eyes of her brother. Some support would be nice right about now, and if she couldn’t expect it from her brother, at least she knew from where she could get it.

She got down on her knees in front of the alicorn. “The two circles are our two worlds, and where they overlap is the star; that’s me. I’m a bridge between our worlds.”

Twilight’s eyes widened as understanding sank in. “I’m so happy for you!” she said, embracing Meg in a hug. “You have no idea how important this is. I’ll schedule a meeting with Celestia ASAP!”

Meg contemplated the lavender pony face a few inches in front of her. “I don’t think I’ve felt more like a pony than I do right now, as a human. How ironic.”

Twilight beamed at the human. “You did just experience the most important event in a pony’s life!” The alicorn released her, and with fresh determination said, “We need to wrap up here and head on back. I have a letter to write and a baby dragon to find!”

The next few minutes passed in a daze for Meg. She sent Matt and Lori on their way, imploring them to let Susie attend a Pinkie Pie party next weekend. She sent a message to Steve, then went back with Twilight. She found Rainbow Dash still being awesome on her throne, and soon she was in the skies high above Ponyville, mastering her pegasus magic with renewed resolve.

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