All is quiet in the land of Equestria, the midnight moon floats low amongst the clouds, the wind lays silent as it glazes the trees, and all is asleep in the night. The moon begins to float down from the night sky as a new day is brought about. As the moon descends into the horizon, the beams of daylight pierce through the mountains. The golden glow wipes over the land from West to East, bathing the land and sea with new life and energy. The sun rises from its sleep as Equestria is brought back from its sleep. One of these lands is Ponyville, a small colourful village slightly away from Canterlot, the capital of Equestria. A ray of Celestia’s sun enter through a window of a large purple crystal tower, beaming upon the eyes of a small purple pony, with the wings of a pegasus and the horn of a unicorn, the alicorn princess, Twilight Sparkle. The princess sleepily opens her wide eyes and yawns, letting out the first breath of the day.

“Hey Spike,” Twilight yawns, “I just has the weirdest dream. Spike?” She looks around her for her dragon friend, Spike, but can’t find him. “Odd, he’d usually be sleeping in his little bed.” She heads downstairs to a large room with several books scattered on the floor without finding her purple friend. An owl flies into the room and lands on top of Twilight’s back. “Owlowiscious, have you seen Spike?”

“Who,” the owl responds with his head twisting side to side, for being incapable of speech, he doesn’t really have much to say.

“Oh, well do you want to hear about the dream I had as we search?”

“Who,” Owlowiscious nods his head in compliance,

“Okay,” As Twilight trots around the castle, she proceeds to talk about her dream. “I was in the throne room with Princess Celestia, Luna, and Cadence, and they we’re talking about parallel worlds.”

“Who,”

“I know, it sounded weird to me as well at first. They were talking about worlds that were very similar to ours, yet they were different, like another me, but yellow. It may seem absolutely ridiculous, but as they continued about this theory, it seemed more and more possible, or that could just be dream-talk.”

“Who,”

“And as they were talking about how the Tree of Harmony connects to these worlds, a faint voice was calling Celestia’s name and I woke up. Owlowiscious, do you think this might be real?”

“Who,”

“I thought so, maybe I can look into this in some of our books or in the old castle.”

“Who!”

“Wha-AHH!” Twilight ducks her head as a light blue blur wizzes through two corridor windows. She looks up to see a rainbow trail left behind. She sticks her head out a window and screams, “Rainbow Dash!”

“Sorry!” The rainbow-mane pegasus hollers as she hovers towards Twilight. “I was just trying out some new air tricks, cool wouldn’t you say?”

“You’re gush of wind certainly was ‘cool,’ but please, does it really need to be at my home?”

“They’re just the right size and height, I need these windows.”

“Whatever, just make sure no pony is walking through before you zip in and out.”

“Okay, okay.”

“Anyways, Rainbow, have you seen Spike anywhere?”

“Last I’ve seen, he’s been heading towards Applejack’s.”

“Okay, thanks.” Twilight dashes out the main door and onto the dirt roads into Ponyville. Owlowiscious flies back into the palace as Twilight opens her large feathery wings and takes to the sky. She looks below to see the many ponies, a multi-colour blur as her shadow follows along the ground and roofs. Finally, she reaches a large field of apple trees with a wooden barn in the center of the forest. Twilight lands and is met by an orange pony hauling a cart of apples. “Hey Applejack,”

“Hey Twi,” the mare replies with sweat running down her face. “Looking for Spike?”

“Why yes, how’d you know?”

“He came by here really early and asked me for ‘the perfect apple.’”

“Is this another gift for Rarity I suppose?”

“I don’t know, Rarity isn’t much of an apple pony. Then again, Spike has tried everything else.” The two girls giggle when all of a sudden, a pink pony with a frilly mane pops out of the apple cart. “Pinkie, how’d you get in there?!”

“It’s Pinkie Pie, best not to question it.”

“Sorry to surprise you,” the pink mare replies, “I just heard you two laughing and decided to join in!”

“We were just joking,”

“Jokes?! I LOVE jokes! Can I tell a joke? Why did the chicken cross the road? Because Fluttershy was on the other side! Ahahaha!” As Pinkie continued to laugh maniacally, Twilight and Applejack continued their conversation.

“So Applejack, is it just me, or have things been getting a little boring around here?”

“What,” Applejack replies with a confused face, “you want more monsters to rampage around Equestria, disasters that could make Ponyville a crater?”

“Sort of, I mean, it’s pretty active and all, but even Discord is getting a little predictable and repetitive.”

“I guess after months of peace after that little scuttle with Tirek would get a bit boring. You could try creating new spells that might lead to something.”

“I guess, thanks Applejack, see you later Pinkie Pie.”

“Bye Twilight,” Applejack looks back to find that the pink pony has left without a trace, “where’d she go?” Twilight arrives at Rarity’s boutique and enters the door, triggering the doorbell.

“Rarity, Spike, are you guys in here?”

“Yes Twilight,” a male voice echoes in the empty showroom, “in the workshop.” Twilight walks by the mannequins wearing various outfits, all wearing many colours, fabrics, and gem stones as she heads up the back stairs. Her horn glows as she opens the closed door to the workshop with her magic and finds the small dragon and a white mare with a curly purple mane and tail.

“Spike, there you are!”

“Hey Twilight, I was just helping Rarity on her new outfit.” The baby dragon replies and steps to the side, revealing a white robe with a large red crystal on the chest with the figure similar to an apple. The white mare, Rarity, turns around from her design and smiles upon seeing Twilight.

“Oh darling!” She exclaims in excitement, “Like it? I’m still working on the final touches, but Fluttershy should be here with the peacock feathers any second now after dropping off Opal at the groomers and Sweetie Belle with her friends.”

“Impressive,” Twilight remarks, even without the final touches, she could tell this would be wonderful. “Hey Rarity,”

“Yes?”

“Is it just me, or are things getting a little boring?” Rarity puts on the same puzzled look as Applejack gave before and asks,

“What? Is the chaos and danger really what you are looking for?”

“Sort of, remember all of those adventures we had, learning more and more about the magic of friendship?”

“Of course I do, and I also remember getting green hair, being showered in mud and gunk, running an entire race covered in said mud, and who can forget the moment when all of my fur was poufy?”

“Oh yeah, the Poison Joke, ha-ha.”

“…”

“Sorry, but yeah, all the fun and-“

“Oh, Fluttershy’s here!” A yellow pegasus with pink flowing hair backs into the workshop dragging a large bag with her teeth. “Got the feathers?”

“Yes,” Fluttershy sheepishly replies, “the peacocks were glad to help.” Rarity uses her magic to open the bag and the rainbow feathers float up one by one.

“Perfect condition, thanks!”

“No problem.” The feathers then float onto the dress, creating a graceful pattern of feathery scales as a small floating needle and thread sow them onto the dress.

“Hey Twilight, as I’m finishing the sowing, can you put some sparkles onto the feathers?”

“Okay,” the alicorn replies, and sprays a poof of sparkles from her horn, showing the dress with twinkling lights.

“Twilight, about your thirst of adventure, how about you treat yourself to some books or some magic? Ah, turned out better than I expected.”

“I guess, just another day…”

“Don’t be so glum and just adore at this dress, right Spike?”

“Yep,” Spike replies, but his compliments run short as he retches a scroll from his belly, releasing a tint of green flames.

“What’s this?” Twilight asks as she magically unfolds the scroll. “Dear Twilight Sparkle, you are needed to come to the castle immediately, come alone. With deep regards; Princess Celestia.”

“Wait, alone? Immediately? What do you think the princess wants?”

“I don’t know, but just hope for me it’s nothing too serious.”