Twilight Sparkle sat in quiet contemplation. She was thinking of the metaphysics involved with greater teleportation. She had to summarize the spell within a specific time frame to help a new resident of Ponyville move her entire house to the town. "Okay. So if the trajectory of these sound waves-" she taps a tuning fork with her horn, "is the same as the elevation of her house..." Twilight had been analyzing different elements that go into a teleportation spell for a five hours now. She was making great progress too. She found out that simply increasing magical output does nothing and that there are more factors to making a large object teleport. "Well why don't we just make another house here?" Spike's thought finally escaped him in a surprisingly down to earth method, but one already contemplated. "Because her house is special to her. Her family lived in it for decades, but now the town around the house moved on, and she can't just move it physically." "Oh." Taking a two-minute break, Twilight drank some tea she had spent her last two-minute break preparing. Moving the unused telescope aside, she looked out the window.

A vibrant rainbow streamed across the sky.

"That's it spike! I can use rainbows instead of sound to move the house!" Spike was confused. Twilight Sparkle didn't even mention that she had been planing on using sound alone to teleport a building, but rainbow magic was even more abstract to him. "Twilight, I think you should have another break." She couldn't stop now. She quickly ran outside and looked for something big. She found a tree. "Maybe something that isn't rooted to the ground," she jokingly mumbled. She came across the boulder decorating her front lawn. It had been a mowing nuisance since the first time she tried to mow. "Time to get rid of Tom's friend!" she happily exclaimed. She looked out behind her to the rainbow. It was still there, though fading fast. "Okay... one shot!" Her horn glowed with purple energy, the rainbow off in the distance turned and stretched over and enveloped the boulder. "And... here... I... go!" The rainbow, and the boulder both disappeared. However, for a faint second, Twilight heard something peculiar.

"In the rainbow-"

Mission accomplished, the rock was teleported to a predetermined location. A small trot away. "Maybe I should have made it go further," Twilight Sparkle muttered, "like a place off of my lawn." She chuckled at her own bad planning. "Well it landed exactly where I wanted it to, now to try to move the house!" Twilight Sparkle gingerly trotted about in the direction of the all-too-valuable house. She did minor teleports between fields and other parallel surfaces. She didn't even break a sweat in the end, and just waited for another rainbow to appear in the sky for her to use on the house. She only had to wait a few minutes, rainbows appeared everywhere almost rhythmically. When one did appear, Twilight snapped to focus and wrapped the house in a swirling beautiful scene of colors. "Next stop, Ponyville!" she said to her new friend. Another unicorn, who had a sewing needle cutie mark. The house, the rainbow, Twilight Sparkle, and the other unicorn all appeared on an empty plot of land instantly. They could see the town hall easily now, but Twilight was distracted and looked about for what she heard in the middle of the rainbow.

"Where your fears and horrors-"

Rainbow Dash cruised over all of Ponyville in a not-so-favorite cloud of hers. This one was white and puffy, it seemed really happy and floated slowly and really high up. She had been looking for somepony to help her and all the other innocent ponies that were being turned into rainbows. Then she saw Twilight, looking about curiously at a stream of the horrid spectra. "Maybe she is figuring this all out on her own... This is both good and bad though," Dash whispered to her unfavored cloud friend, "If Twilight figures things out without keeping it a secret, she'll be joining Scootaloo." Rainbow Dash couldn't let that happen. She noticed another unicorn near Twilight, an orange one. Dash felt very sad then, for if this unicorn was ever to be in the PAGASUS Device rooms, she would be going second in line, just after a red pony. "Just like Scootaloo." For about half an hour, Dash took close watch over what Twilight was doing. She would gather up some spectra, and suddenly her and a large rock would move somewhere else. No, not move, teleport. Twilight was teleporting a large stone here and there, and sometimes back a jump. Dash saw the rock as familiar, because Twilight never teleported it into her own lawn. She chuckled a little at the boulder.

Twilight Sparkle's ears twitched a little every time she teleported.

"Oh hey Rainbow Dash!" She jumped up from her cloud as she realized she was a little too close to the ground. Twilight was staring right at her with those big purple eyes of hers. "Oh hi Twilight!" Dashie said as happily as she could seem. "Hey Dash, you're the expert on rainbows," Her stomach churned when one of her friends called these things rainbows, but she had to deal with it, "now I know that I'm not allowed to see what they are made of, but you think I can get a good history of them?" Twilight was enthusiastic on the surface, but working with liars, Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash could tell that she was really distraught. "Well, it's kinda a secret, so there are few reliable sources. There is a history on them though, and it's got purpose!" Being so happy and cheerful made Rainbow Dash quiver on the inside, but Twilight didn't have the alter ego Chief Inspector and Announcer Sparkle to see true worries. "Alright thanks, I'll see if I can find a book on the history of rainbows." "Okay, you go do that, also study spectra, spectra is the individual color pigment of them." "Will do!" Rainbow Dash noticed a look in Twilight's eyes. She gets that look when she is about to pour over books for a long time. "Oh, and don't forget to see the zap apple trees tomorrow. They do something unique at about two in the afternoon. It's truly a surprise."

Twilight got the hint.

Rainbow Dash's day went on with her helping out the orange unicorn set up her shop. Her name was Dandy Rose. She was a sewer, no surprise there, her cutie mark couldn't have been clearer. Rainbow Dash didn't really want to be anywhere near her, she reminded Dash too much of Scootaloo. "Oh and those purple ones can go there," She said, in an 'in the zone' voice. "All done. Now the fabrics are in perfect order!" Rainbow Dash looked down on the order of the fabrics. She almost cried, but held tears back. They were in the universal order that all colors should be in. "Right, wherever you say they should go Dandy Rose." Her name was charming to Rainbow Dash. Dash knew that dandelions are yellow and roses are red, it would only be fitting if the two went into the name of an orange pony. "Why thank you for all the help you've offered here today Ms. Dash-" "Please, call me Dashie, all my friends do!" "Alright Dashie, but I expect you want some kind of repayment?" "Oh not at all Ms. Rose," Rainbow Dash knew she had set herself up for a joke, but quite frankly, she needed one, "Please, all my friends call me Dandy." They both laughed.

Dashie tried to stay away from the rainbow patterned fabrics.

Twilight's day went on studying rainbows. At first, she continued to teleport the boulder around. Until she heard more into the song that played after each teleport. "In the Rainbow Factory..." she mumbled to herself, "Where not a single soul gets through..." She was trying as hard as she could to find more into this mystery, only to be left with children's tales of rainbows being conjured from the happiness of all of Equestria and the such. "I have to find out more on this, maybe there is more to be found in Canterlot. But how am I going to-" She felt really dumb all of a sudden. She had been teleporting boulders all day and just now thought that she couldn't teleport to Canterlot. "It's even in view distance!" She reassured herself. So Twilight gathered a rainbow, or spectra as Dash called it, and teleported instantly to Canterlot. "In the Rainbow Factory..." She didn't want to teleport that much anymore. She knew she would have to teleport back, but that was for another time of day. As of now, Twilight Sparkle was positioned exactly where she hoped she would be, her old library. Magically tearing through pages and scrolls, she gained knowledge that Ponyville just couldn't provide. Canterlot drama, regal recipes, the history of mane dyeing. "No matter, if you want to know something fast, read fast." she said before her horn shimmered an even deeper purple than it was before. Books swirled about and some flew right into walls. A guard trotted in, saw the chaos unfolding, and casually walked out in fear of the return of 'The Reader'.

The Reader's return was soon known in Canterlot.

Rich unicorn fillies went to sleep that night to the horror story of 'The Reader'.

*Fwoom!*

The next day had started, and Rainbow Dash was already in the factory. She was monitoring the foundry's levels of spectra with a gleam in her naturally rose colored eyes. She was going to sabotage the factory. This wouldn't actually destroy it though, but it would give Rainbow Dash enough time to get to Twilight and back. Dash couldn't just openly confront Twilight when not on her factory shift. The scientists had a tracker on her that was disabled when she clocked in to the factory. A silly thing, being able to clock into the rainbow factory, nopony else was ever able to ever clock out. So with that, Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash made a sleight mistake in the ratios of the mix. "It used to be manually set," Dash grumbled to herself, "but that stopped when some colorblind worker made an entirely blue rainbow." Dash thought back to when she saw it, it was beautiful. Completely wrong in every way, not at all in order to the specifications of spectra distribution. It was rebellious. "What's taking so long in there Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash?" The new guard of the day, more stable than yesterday's, was outside the large door. He knew Dash just wanted time alone in this room, and he didn't rush her often. Regaining her composure for the next rooms, as always, Rainbow Dash thought of her little black cloud again. She cried into it for a long time now, and it never rained down her sadness. "Done, I recommend you send somepony over to look at the green spectra. I think it is a little too high for normal tastes." They never send mechanics out to see what would go wrong. Dash had set it up to hold back a little red spectra with each burst. "Will do Chief!" Rainbow dash closed the door behind her just before perfectly distributed spectra gushed out.

*Fwoom!*

She could still hear it, whether mentally or physically she didn't know anymore.

"Chief, personally, I hate that sound. It drives me nuts." "Yeah, me too. I look to the silence before the surges though." The day was almost over, now all that Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash had to do was tell hundreds of ponies that they were going to die. Individually. Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash went over the crowd that lay below. They looked up. "Hello everypony," Rainbow Dash felt a little nicer by not timing her welcoming phrase to the beat of the anthem of the factory, "You may all not know this, but this is a vital and necessary step into the creation of spectra." A small filly was down on the floor, she looked up at Rainbow Dash, not Chief Inspector and announcer Dash, but Rainbow Dash. "Are we going to die here?" was all that she said, and all that Dash could hear in the tumultuous chaos of the song and machines. "Yes, and then you will be reborn into the most cheerful and hope inspiring thing in all of Equestria." "A friend?" A tear streamed down Dash's face. She was too far up for the ponies to see her face in detail, all they saw was a monster, a charismatic one, but a monster. "You, my little pony, have a choice. Because you touched my heart, I am allowing you alone-" "Can my mommy get a choice too?" The filly's mother stood, hooves around her baby. Her cutie mark was an orange flower. Dashie almost lost her composure, her title, her life. But Chief Inspector and Announcer Dash didn't even flinch. The filly lost her choice, and was sedated along with her mother. Dash waited for her cue, and it came. A faint rumble. The foundry was about to explode with red spectra. She checked the clock that was installed far above the threat of being splattered with blood. Almost two.

Almost time.

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