1: Interrogation and Small Talk

Author's Notes:

Technically, I'm writing another story to this one, and I've promised myself that I would wait until the other story has been finished, but inspiration has came to me and the result was this...

“Take a seat please,” she said politely. Normally I would have complied happily, especially at this time of year. Summer vacation was just about a month away after all, and I was planning to spend my creative time in childhood land of innocence and nonsense called Equestria. And normally I wouldn't mind being interviewed by anyone, even when they took me to a darkened warehouse where the only thing I could see is a table, a couple of chairs and a lamp that hung there like a yo-yo; like right now for instance.

But sadly that has been soured quite a bit recently. Ya see, the lady in white that I’m being interviewed, like how my bosses would call in students into their offices, is calling me in because I've gotten into some trouble. Oh don’t look at me like that; I didn't start it, really. I just happened to get involved in it.

“How long is this going to take?” I asked sitting down in one of the chairs.

“That depends on how willing you are to work with me.” She replied as she took the seat in across the table from me. “The sooner you answer all of my questions, the sooner that you’ll be on your way.”

“Fine,” I rolled my eyes. “And you know, come to think of it… I've think I've seen you more often lately.”

“Well, this town is part of my care to look after,” the redhead said, “Considering all the recent events such as the sirens, Ms. Shimmer, and the transfer student by the name of Twilight Sparkle.”

“Ah, the nutcase then,” I nodded. “You know, a part of a few teachers and maybe one or two of my bosses (if either of them had any time), I hardly have anyone to talk to about her.”

“What about the other students?” she asked.

“Like who?”

“Oh, I don’t know…” she opened up her little black book, “Students such as Applejack, or Pinkie Pie, or Rarity, or Rainbow Dash, or Fluttershy, or perhaps from Sunset Shimmer.”

“Looks like somebody has done their homework,” I commented, giving her an amused half-smile.

“It’s what I do, so have you tried talking to them about Sparkle, before her disappearance?”

“Oh, so that’s what it’s all about then huh? Sparkle is gone?” she nodded, “Since when does the CIA get involved with a student’s disappearance?”

“From the day you were able to perform unbelievable magic tricks that would leave even the most sophisticated magician stumped. And considering the fact that on record, you were the last to have seen her.”

I looked around the black, empty space of the warehouse, “Isn't there supposed to be some recorder to… Oh, I don’t know, record all this?”

“This interview is being recorded Mr. Disc,” she replied. “If it helps any, there’s a couple of microphones that are hanging somewhere over our heads. Oh and don’t try to think of cutting them off or do anything stupid.”

“What makes you think I wouldn't?” I questioned her, lifting my right hand up, showing her that I was ready to snap them.

“I think I would take a look at your hand if I were you,” she said. Confused, I looked to find my hand was covered in red polka-dots that were made of light.

I turned back to glare at her, “Oh that’s just playing dirty.”

“You think so? Well, when we’re dealing with a being such as yourself, we, of course, have to take a few precautions to make sure things don’t go out of hand.” She gave me an innocent smile before reaching into her white suit pocket to pull out a plastic-wrapped peppermint, “Want one?”

I shook my head, “I guess let’s get this over with.”

“Suit yourself,” she shrugged as she put the hard candy back. “Now then, down to some of the basic questions first. Your name is Julius Author Disc right?”

“Yeah.”

“And you currently live on 1314 Pony Hill Road?”

“Yeah.”

“Also, you are still currently a teacher at Canterlot High?”

“An art teacher, which I’ll have you know I’m very good at it.”

“So I've heard. I had seen a few paintings you've done in the past.”

“Oh?”

“I've seen some of your paintings you sell online, as well as your masterpiece at Sugar Cube Corner.” I've nodded, even when there’s an unknown amount of snipers in the same titanic room, it’s good to know that someone speaks highly of my art. “But is the high school aware of your powers?”

I chuckled, “As of now, it’s pretty much a worst kept secret. I mean, Cel eventually found out from my students who were taking my class. She seems to know more about all the weird stuff that’s been happening lately. No, I know she knows because she didn't even flinch when I popped a crown on her head as a joke. She said that as long as my superpowers are used for ‘educational purposes’ and that nothing gets too out of hand, I’ll be fine.”

She nodded, “Alright, has the school taking this well?”

“Actually, things had been going great since I've figured out how to use my powers,” I grinned, I whistled in existence for a glass of expensive Italian red soda. “It makes things so much easier you see. Grading papers are done in a snap, props appear at a whistle, and could create my art in an instant.”

“Do these powers affect your mental state? I mean, you do suffer from hallucinations and all.”

I pulled out my bottle of pills and placed them on the table. “These pills do tend to help. If I wasn't taking them, I don’t know if I would be able to tell the difference between my illusions and my instant creativity. And before you ask, the answer is yes, I have taken it before I got here.”

“That’s good,” she smiled.

“Oh, and before we go any further,” I said leaning to her, “What did you say your name was again?”

“Agent F.”

“No, I mean your actual name. Calling you F seems rather distant if you ask me like I’m talking to a letter of the alphabet then a person.”

“Very well, it’s Faust.”

“Much better,” I reached a hand over to her to shake her; she looked at it for a moment before shaking it. “So Faust, you were saying about the missing student?”

2: Suspicions

“Yes actually,” she nodded, “tell me, when did you first became acquainted with Ms. Sparkle?”

“If you meant the transfer, I think it was about the beginning of the last trimester,” I told her. “At the time, things haven’t been better for me. I was gaining respect for the first time in years, students were increasingly taking an interest in what I have to teach, and I was having so much fun doing it. Anyway, Ms. Sparkle, the one you’re looking for, came to my class after Spring Break. You know, I actually mistook her for someone else.”

“What do you mean?”

_*_

You see, the way she was dressed, her hair, down to the very shade of skin color reminded me of someone that I've met before. An acquaintance of mine who always came up as uptight yet is always willing to learn. In fact, you might say that I mistook her for someone else.

Before class was done, I asked her to stay for a moment so we could have a talk. She did after class was finished and everyone left the room, she came up to my desk and I told her, “Your Highness, you can drop the act now.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked with a confused eyebrow.

I looked up, “Oh come on Twilight, I know it’s ya, so you don’t have to play dumb with me at the school.” Again, she persisted that she had no idea what I was talking about. “What do ya mean by that? Aren't you here for some friendship thing with the girls here? Is it for Fluttershy’s work at the animal shelter? Or maybe you’re here for Rarity who’s struggling to come up with an idea for a fancy dishcloth? Oh! I know why you’re here. You’re here because Sunset is trying to come up a new song.”

Still, she looked at me as if I was trying to explain physics to an infant. “I seriously have no idea who those people are.”

I think she saw my brain forming a mushroom cloud because at that moment she jumped back. I couldn't blame her when somebody has blown my mind.

“Sorry, what!?”

“GAH! How do you do that!?”

I shook my head, “What?”

“That – How did you form a little mushroom cloud over your head?”

“Smoke and mirrors,” I rolled my eyes. “But in all seriousness, what do you mean that you don’t know who they are?”

“I mean, I don’t know who Fluttershy, Rarity or Sunset are.” She said, “Look, I think you've must have mistaken me for someone else.”

I took in a deep breath, “Very well, in that case, sorry for that, you’re excused.”

As soon as she left the classroom, I made up my mind that I needed to see the girls about this. So I made my way into the cafeteria to the table where they usually sit.

“Hey Mr. D,” Applejack nodded as I approached.

“Ladies, I think we have a problem.”

“Problem?” Sunset said, raising an eyebrow.

“It’s about Twilight,” I told them, taking a seat with them. “You do know that she’s here at the school right?”

“Twilight is here!” Pinkie exclaimed, both in surprise and excitement. “Oh-oh! I really should throw her a ‘Welcome-back-to-Canterlot-High party!”

“Wait, Twilight is here?” Sunset asked, “That’s weird, she would give me a heads up before coming here.”

“Hold your ponies, that’s not why I’m here,” I told them, “I think that Twilight had a good knock to the head beforehand or something.”

“What do you mean?” Rarity asked.

“Give me a sec,” I said as I left my left arm out and spotted a stray thread on my coat. I took hold of the thread with my right and pulled down a mini screen where it played the discussion I had with Twilight.

“Aren't you here for some friendship thing with the girls here?” Me on the screen said, “Is it for Fluttershy’s work at the animal shelter? Or maybe you’re here for Rarity who’s struggling to come up with an idea for a fancy dishcloth?”

“Hey!” Rarity scolded, but I let the scene play.

“Oh! I know why you’re here. You’re here because Sunset is trying to come up a new song.”

“I seriously have no idea who those people are.” Twilight on the screen said I heard some gasps from some of the girls. The scene played on for a short while before I rolled the screen back up my sleeve.

“What’s up with Twilight?” Rainbow asked, “That’s not like her at all.”

“Do you think,” Flutters suggested, “that she’s got amnesia?”

“And where’s Spike?” Rarity asked, “He’s always by Twilight’s side, yet from what you've shown, I didn't see him at-” We all heard a familiar ring. It was coming from Sunset’s bag. She pulled out the vibrating diary and opened it up.

“It’s Twilight,” Sunset said with wide eyes, “She’s saying that she’s planning to come here tomorrow.”

_*_

“Sorry, you just lost me,” Faust stated.

“What?”

“A diary that acts like a smartphone and what are you trying to imply with what Sunset said?”

“Well, we just realized that the Twilight that I talked with wasn't the Twilight that we knew.”

“So a mistaken identity?”

“Almost like a lost twin in how similar she looked and sounded.”

“But what about this book?”

“A form of communication between Sunset and the Twilight we know.”

“That rings and vibrates?”

“Look, I don’t get it either why neither of them just get a phone or something.”

“So anyway, what happened next?”

_*_

Well, as you can imagine, all of us were dreadfully confused. I mean, if Twilight is where she’s supposed to be, then who was it that I talked to?

So the girls made up their minds that they would find this other Twilight Sparkle. And I told them that I would do some investigating of my own. After that, I went to the teacher’s lounge where I found Celestia there. I went up to her table and asked: “Mind if I sit here.”

“Not at all.” I sat down across from her and I snapped my fingers for a bow of New England clam chowder.

“So Ms. Boss,” I started, “I have a question regarding a student here.”

“Oh?”

“Tell me, do you happen to know anything about a Twilight Sparkle?”

She looked up from her salad, “Twilight?”

“Yes, I noticed that she has enrolled in my class today.”

“Oh,” Celestia nodded, “the newly transferred student. Yes, I remember seeing her around before, but it’s just yesterday that I've got the proper paperwork for her to attend.”

“Are you sure it’s really her?”

She put down her fork, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, is this the same Twilight that we know? When I mentioned the names of her friends, she told me that she’d never heard of them. And to top it all off, Simmer had received a message from Twilight, saying that she’s planning coming here tomorrow. Cel, I think something is going on.”

“Are you implying that we’re dealing with an impostor?”

“Seems like it, and I doubt its changelings.”

“Pardon?”

“Has your sister ever told you the time I brought a shape-shifter as a temporary assistant? I don’t think his kind would be here since they are afraid of us.”

Celestia blinked, “Okay? So what are you purposing to do?”

“Answer me this, you said that she’s a transfer student, right?” she nodded, “Where was she transferred from?”

3: Stethoscope on the Window

“And what did you find out?” Faust asked.

“Well, before I go any further, are you sure you don’t want a drink?” I asked before taking a sip from my glass. “I can whatever drink you want to appear.”

She shook her head, “Sorry, I can’t accept drinks or anything from those I’m interrogating except for information. CIA rules you see.”

I frowned, “Party-pooper.” I down the rest of the class before refilling it. “Anyways, before I found out from Cel that Twilight the transfer is indeed legit, I got a note from Pinkie. She said that the girls want to meet me at Sugar Cube Corner to tell me what they found out.”

_*_

It didn't take long to figure out where the girls sat when I went to the place since they usually sit in the same place. So I made my way over and took a seat, the lady who ran the place takes my order and we started talking.

I asked them: “So, what did any of you girls find out?”

“It’s really weird,” Rainbow started, “I mean, she’s like Twilight yet she isn't at the same time.”

“Yeah,” Pinkie nodded, “Like when I found out that Twilight is in my music class, I was all like: ‘Omigosh! She looks and sounds like Twilight! And she uses large words that even the teachers scratch their heads at, so it must be Twilight! But Flash Sentry was also in the same class, and did you know what happened? I heard her say that she didn’t know him! I mean what?! How could she not know her own boyfriend?! It’s soo not like her!”

“And another thing,” Applejack added, “When I and RD ran into her after fifth period, tryin’ to say hi and all, she looked at us like Granny makin’ a banana cream pie.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow interjected, “We even tried telling her that we’re her friends, but she didn't believe us! So we tried telling her everything we already know about that egghead. She just called us creeps and walked off!”

“The thing is,” Applejack continued, “When we asked her if she has a brother, loves ta read, has a pet named Spike and all that, she said yes it was true, but she doesn't have a lick of who we are.”

“That was pretty the same thing that happened to us,” Sunset said. “We tried to convince her that we’re her friends, but she doesn't have any clue as to who we are.”

“Yet at the same time, like Applejack said,” Rarity stated, “She certainly has the same personality as the Twilight we know, but sees us as strangers. Whoever she is, she’s certainly an enigma.”

“Quite,” I nodded, “Meanwhile, I asked Celestia a favor to take a look to see if this Twilight isn’t an importer.”

“Or maybe…” Fluttershy started but trailed off.

“You have something to say, my dear?” I inquired.

We waited a moment to collect herself before saying: “Um… I think I might have a theory about her.”

“Well go on Fluttershy, share it with us,” Rarity urged her on.

“Okay… Have any of you thought that since we have access to an alternative universe-”

_*_

“Stop right there,” Faust interrupted, “What did you say?”

“Weren't you paying attention, Ms. Faust?”

“No, no. I mean what was that bit about an ‘alternative universe’?”

“Now be patient, I’ll tell you soon enough.”

“Are you sure you’re not lying to me right now?” she asked, giving me a stern look.

I shrugged, “What need do I have to lie? One of the lessons I learned from being in a mental hospital is that lying against someone who wants something badly from you is always a bad idea. Besides, you being in a government agency, don’t you think you might have already rigged some truth-telling-machine that can tell you if someone is lying just by listening to their voices? Or perhaps it’s a fact that you've been trying to read my face ever since I've stepped inside this place?”

She didn't say anything.

“So do you want me to go on or not?” I asked her.

“Continue.”

_*_

As I was saying, Fluttershy said: “Have any of you thought that since we have access to an alternative universe, that there’s a second version of us that lives over there?”

We all said sure but we asked her why.

“I just had this thought,” she said, “what if that the Twilight that we know is in Equestria, but there’s a version of her that we haven’t met until today? I mean, we already know Twilight from that alternative world, but what about the one here?”

As she said this, my eye strayed to look at the windows. It was then that something had caught my eye. On the lower corner of the window that was behind us, I spotted one of those stethoscopes being pressed against the window with a purple hand holding onto it.

“Ladies,” I said, “stop talking for a moment.” They all looked at me, asking me what I meant by that. With my eyes, I singled them over to the window. “You know what; I’ll be in the bathroom, so I’ll be right back.” I got up and made my way outside. I went around the building and peeked around the corner, and do you know who I found over there? You guessed it, Twilight, using a stethoscope to spy on us.

So I did what any other reasonable man would do when he’s being spied on. I made a grandfather clock crash somewhat by her to distract her from noticing my approach. She, of course, jumped when the clock hit the grown, and at me when I said: “You do realize you’re using that incorrectly.”

“AH! What?! How?!”

“Now, now Twilight,” said leaning over her. “Even I know it’s impolite to spy on somebody even when we mistook you for someone else.”

“I don’t think so,” she said, “all of you are spying on me for some reason, and I want to know why!”

I raised an eyebrow, “We, spying on you?”

“That’s what it’s got to be,” she told me. “You guys knowing that I have a love of research; have a dog named Spike, and have an older brother who’s married. I highly doubt that you mistook me for someone else.”

“Well it was a simple mistake on our-”

“No! You guys are spying on me, and I’m going to prove that you are!” Twilight said before running off.

4: The Disappearance

Faust facepalmed, “That was incredibly stupid of her. The logic behind that: she spied on you guys to prove that she was being spied on without being something to record that she was being spied on.”

“Perhaps she hasn't done espionage before.” I shrugged. “That or maybe she wants to make sure.”

“Of what?”

“That she’s being spied on. I mean, wouldn't you have done the same if you suspect that someone is sticking their faces into something you don’t want to?”

“Point taken, but when was the last time that you've seen Twilight Sparkle?”

“Perhaps I can tell you what happened the next day, no?”

“Yes that’s right; she was last seen by you at the school. After that, she wasn't seen since.”

_*_

I see, the next morning, when I came to work, Celestia called me in to tell me about what she found.

“From what I've found of the paperwork, the transfer coincides to who she says she is. I couldn't find any signs of fraud. I even contacted the school she went to, Gallup High, and turns out that she’s was indeed a student over there. So as far as I can find, either this transfer is a master con or you might have been mistaken.”

For the first few hours, I remembered what Fluttershy said about that we might have run into this world’s version of Twilight. At the same time, I couldn't help but think if there’s any difference between the Twilight we knew and this one.

Speaking of which, I couldn't help but noticed how the newbie would glare at me. Like she’s expecting me to do anything destructive (perish the thought that I would do something like that)! How do I know? Maybe it could be the backpack she was carrying around looks like its stuff with equipment. (I could have sworn that I saw a wire sticking out from it!)

Once class was over, when Twilight barely got that backpack filled with who-knows-what, and I was about to step out of class for lunch, guess who happened to step in? Yep, it was Twilight, only she didn't have the backpack and she had a green and purple dog by her side.

“Hey Julius,” she said with a smile.

“Hold on,” I told her, “Are you Twilight the magical pony or Twilight the suspicious new student?” She blinked and asked me what I meant by that. I explained, “Remember how I ran into my other self in your universe, like how your friends did? Well, let’s just said that I've run into your… you.”

“Really?” both she and the dog said.

_*_

“Wait, wait, wait," Faust interrupted again, “the dog talked?”

“Yeah?” I said while quickly adding, “And I’m sure that I wasn't hallucinating right then. Besides, I wasn't that surprised when the dog started talking.”

“Why?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I had a hallucination of talking to a squeal once,” I replied while giving her a smile, she once again facepalmed.

“As you were saying,” she said.

_*_

Anyway, I told them that I was serious. “And as of now, she’s now suspicious about us.”

“What did you guys do?” the dog asked.

“Some of us had mistaken Twilight here from how similar they looked and sound. We even tried to tell her that we already knew her, but now it’s gotten her into Mission Impossible mode.”

“What?” Twilight asked, tilting her head to the side.

“She thinks we’re spying on her,” I deadpanned. “And now she’s trying to prove that we are spying on her.”

Twilight thought for a moment, “I guess I might have done the same of ponies somehow knew me before I did. I would have tried to find out how. Where has she gone now?”

“How do I know,” I shrugged. “If I had to guess, I say that she’s off to collect info or something, I don’t know. What would you do?”

“I guess I would have…” Twilight trailed off. “I think I know where she’s gone too. Where are my friends at now?”

“Right now is lunch time, so the cafeteria.”

“Come on Spike,” and with that, she and the dog exited my classroom.

But I suppose this is the part where you want to get to huh Faust? Okay, here’s what I know. I was on my way down the hall to the teacher’s lounge and my path happens that I was walking past the cafeteria. Now grant it, yes it’s true that I did see the transfer student last. But I guess what you've haven’t heard is that I also saw our Twilight as well.

Just like that, WHAM! I was knocked to the ground and I heard one of the Twilights shout for the other to stop. Spike quickly followed suit behind them. Mind you, I have no idea what the whole circus show was about, but it got me curious as to what was going on.

The three of them were headed to the front door, the last thing I've ever seen them, was that they ran out through the doors. They were closed by the time I got there, and when I expected to find the three of them squabbling about… something, I opened the doors to find… nothing. I scanned the courtyard to find it empty. I swear that’s the last time I've seen them.

_*_

“What did you do after that?” Faust asked. “Did you try looking for them?”

“Of course I did,” I told her, down the glass. “I got out, calling out to them, even looked up and down the street to see if I could find any trace of them. I couldn't find anything, even when I got a bird’s eye view of the town.”

“What do you mean?”

“I got a Pogo stick and jumped as high as I could to see them,” I said dryly. Why do I have to explain that to her? It’s pretty much no brainer if you ask me.

“So you just looked around and then stopped?” she asked.

“I had a limit amount of time to eat and prepare of the next class, I did what I could with the time I had. Besides, I thought one of them would turn up sooner or later.”

“Do you have any idea where these two Twilights and the talking dog had gone to?”

“How do I know?” I told her, “It’s not like they…” my eyes widen. Like how an angle would drop a golden brick that’s made to construct the golden roads and accidentally dropped it on my head, so did the realization of where both Twilights had gone to. “Oh, I am such an idiot! I think I know where they are!”

“You do?” Faust said, straitening up from her seat.

“Why didn't I think of this before?! I think I know where to look!”

“Where?”

“The school,” I told her getting up from my seat. “Ms. Faust, could I get a ride to the school.”

“As long as I go with you,” she told me, “At least you've given me a lead here.”

5: Welcome to Wonderland Agent F

Author's Notes:

If there's any suggestion on how to improve this thing, please let me know so I can fix them.

Agent Faust parked her black car in the school’s parking lot, scanning the courtyard in front of her. She turned back to me asking, “Are you sure Twilight Sparkle is still here?”

“Absolutely? Not really, but I have a pretty good idea where to look.”

We got out of the car, and Faust looked around once more, “Where exactly?”

“How about you just wait right-”

“No,” she told me, “I need to see where she had gone to. Besides, the fact that you know where she’s gone to is suspicious in and of itself; so until I see Twilight Sparkle safe and in one piece, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

I sighed, “There’s no way of talking you into staying by the car right?” she shook her head. Giving a shrug, I added, “Fine. Fine, suit yourself.” We started walking towards the statue, “Although I trust that a CIA agent like yourself is good at keeping secrets right?”

“I’m afraid I that’s classified,” she joked.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes-I-can-but-I-don't-want-to-say-it.’” I stopped to look around, “Say, how come none of your buddies have followed us here?”

“I’m highly trained,” she replied, “Also I trust that you wouldn't try to cross me.”

“Is that you boasting or threatening me?”

She giggled, “A little bit of both I suppose. However, I could see that you do have good intentions, yet the protocol tells me to make sure you’re not up to anything. No hard feeling really, with you I hope you don’t see me as an Agent, but a fellow friend.”

“Fair enough I guess,” I said, by now, we reached the base of the statue. “Now let me see…” I felt around the statue to see if- yes! At one side of the base, my hand went right through like a hologram. I turned to Faust to see her wide eye surprise.

“How did you do that?” she questioned.

“If I’m right,” I told her, “I think that the Twilight we’re looking for might have gone through here.” I pointed to the portal to make my point. “Perhaps by accident or something, but I’m willing to bet you that the newbie has fallen down the rabbit hole.”

“To where?” she asked, sticking her arm through the portal. “Are you telling me that this leads to that alternative universe you've mentioned?”

“Hmm… Pretty much. So do you want me to go fetch her or-”

“Wait, have you been through this thing before?”

“Well yeah, of course, I have a couple of times.”

“And you know what’s on the other side?”

I nodded, “But of course.”

She looked between me and the entrance before putting her right hand to her ear, “Agent F to Agent M, do you copy?... Hello, can you send a couple of Agents over to Canterlot High?... Yes, I think I might have found a lead… Why the backup? Because I think Mr. Disc has shown me something that I think we should have a few agents to record… Yes… Yes, of course… Thank you.”

She put her arm down and I asked her what that was about, “Clearly you've shown me a portal to an alternative universe, so I think I might as well get some witnesses to record some evidence.” She looked back at the school, “Plus, I think I need to have a talk with your Bosses later on.”

Give or take five minutes later, two black cars pulled up, and four agents stepped out of them with cameras on them.

Faust told them that she will be sticking with me and that if neither of us comes back within a few hours, then they should send in some backup. The other agents complied like robots and she turned back to me.

“Well then,” I bowed to her, gesturing over to the portal, “Women and children first Ms. F.”

She nodded and stepped into the portal, all the while the nearby agents were snapping away at what was happening. I turned to them, stepping backward to the portal, “I hope you’re getting my good side,” I joked as they were taking the pictures while getting sucked back into Wonderland.

_*_

With the familiar sense of spinning came back to me at full force as I stepped out of the familiar mirror, I think I tripped on something that made me fall backward. Luckily, however, I happen to land on something to soften my fall. “Oomph!” Or at least, something alive that is. Even with the room spinning around like a gyroscope, I was able to make out something white that had red hair.

“I know,” I told her, “Coming or going here always makes you dizzy. Just give it a moment.”

She shook her head a bit, “Where… exactly are we?”

As my vision got more stable, I found that the white thing I've landed on had wings and a horn with streams of crimson flowing wildly down her horseified head like uncombed hair off of a doll’s. “Equestria, if you could believe it,” I told here. “Oh, and if I were you, I’d get all my screaming done right here and now.

“Why?”

“Look at your hands.”

“My ha…?” she trailed off as I guess her vision now came into focus at what she was seeing. Her eyes widen when she saw her hooves. I already put earplugs in for the blood-curdling, ear-deafening, high-pitched scream of horror she was about to unleash. He jaw hung open, even trembled in shock.

I waited. But at first, she didn't do anything until she got a look at me. I find it rather odd that she would scream at me rather than at the fact she has no hands. I took the earplugs out, “Are you done screaming?” I asked her.

“AAHHHHHHH-” she replied, I quickly plugged my earplugs right back in.

In a moment while she was screaming her head off, I saw a door opened for a moment to see a guard popping his head into what the shrieking was about before leaving.

I snapped an apple in existence and plugged it into her mouth.

“Are you quite finished yet?” I asked her, taking one of the earplugs out. She took a bit of the apple and spit out the piece.

“Of course not! I’m a horse!”

“So?” I said raising an eyebrow, “I've turned into this thing and you don’t hear me yelling.”

“Where are my hands?” she demanded, “and why do I have wings? Did I turn into a pegasus?”

“And you have a horn sticking out,” I pointed to her forehead, “Just like how the other Twilight, Cadence, Luna, and Celestia on this side of the multiverse.”

She blinked, “Pardon?”

“Yeah, those four here are like you for some reason.”

Suddenly the door busted open with a legion of gilded pony guards, “Halt in the name of Princess Twilight!” one of them shouted.

(Do I know you: According to Agent F)

Author's Notes:

I'm not so sure it this is any good but... here you go.

“Tell me,” I turned to Julius who looked like the aftermath of a kid who took apart limbs of other toys and stick them into one body. “Does this happen very often? I mean getting arrested by ponies with spears?”

He shrugged, “I guess it’s a Thursday thing.”

I turned back to our heavily armed escorts on the ground and a few in the air, “Look, is arresting us really necessary?”

“We’re not arresting you, Miss,” one of the guards said, “although, the fact you and Discord have appeared in the same place where Princess Twilight was last seen from is indeed suspicious.”

“This brings something up actually,” I turned back to Julius, “What’s all this business of Twilight Sparkle being a princess?”

“Which one are you talking about?” he asked, holding a paw and a claw up. “Are you talking about the one we’re looking for,” in his paw, a little figuring of the missing student appeared. “Or are you talking about the one who lives here?” in his claw, a figurine of a… what was it that the guards said…? What was that word? Alicorn? Yes, it was! A purple alicorn figurine was held up in his claw.

“I suppose the latter,” I told them, watching both of them disappear into thin air.

“Yes actually,” he said, “I found that out when I first came here.”

“Wait here,” we stopped at a door in this long hallway that’s somehow made out of blue crystal. And if I didn't know any better, I’d say that the whole thing wasn't carved but formed in one piece. (I wonder how they did that.) The pony who spoke went in through the door, no doubt to talk to his superior about finding us.

“You know,” I told Julius, “if we get back, I’m going to have to face quite a bit of paperwork for finding all of this.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Paperwork? How so?”

“Really?” I deadpanned, “For the fact that there’s a portal that leads to a universe of equines that talk. So negotiating with the leaders here is going to be a migraine on my-”

“Good news everypony!” Julius’s voice declared… except it was coming from behind me. Julius looked up and I turned around to… Okay, what did I eat before all of this? Now I’m seeing a second Julius with an oversize envelope. “I know exactly where…” the second Julius looked down at me, and for whatever reason, he jumped back in fright. “GAH! U-Uh… H-Hey t-there, Ms. F. L-Long time no see.”

I looked between the two Julius’s, one was scared stiff of seeing me while the one I’ve been with gives me a confused look; confusion, something that I and of these guards share with each other.

“What’s gotten into you?” the Julius next to me asked. “You know her?”

“Unfortunately yes,” the other Julius responded. “Don’t you?”

“A little, I’m kinda in trouble with her at the moment.”

“Oh…” the other Julius shook his head but still kept his eyes on me. “Does this happen to involve a purple unicorn and a purple princess by any chance does it?”

“What purple uni-” I started to ask but I was quickly cut off with someone shrieking from the other side of the door we were waiting.

“WHAT!?!?” Not too long after that, the door inexpertly flung open, slamming a few unlucky guards between the flung doors and a wall. In the doorway was an alicorn that was blue, at first, she somehow reminded me of someone. She had a mane that was like peering into a night sky; her crown was dark and had a chest piece of a crescent moon. But why did she look so… wait… is that?

“Luna?” I asked.

The mare’s eyes were wide as her mouth is open. Before anyone (including myself) could so much as to process what was happening, I found myself on the ground with the mare’s forelegs being tightly wrapped around me.

“MOTHER! WHAT JOY IT IS TO HAVE THEE BACK ONCE MORE!” she really needs to learn about using her inside voice more often. If she keeps it up, I might go deaf!

I looked up to Julius to find that his mouth has crashed through the floor and into the basement. “Mother?” he asked.

Turning back to the mare that’s squeezing all the air out of my new body like a boa constrictor, I tried to use whatever air was left in me to tell her to let go.

“Oh, forgive us,” she said sheepishly, letting go of me. Come to think of it, she does sound exactly like the Luna I know. “We- sorry, I didn't know that you were coming. But, I and the elements have been engaged in an important matter as of now.”

Once I got air back into my lungs, I asked her what she meant by that, “A fellow Princess, Twilight Sparkle has gone missing since yesterday,” she told me. “We have sent forth a search party to find her.”

So their Twilight has gone missing as well?

“Um, excuse me,” the other Julius spoke up. “As amusing as squeezing your mother like a tube of toothpaste, I think I've found something vital.” There was a flash of light before he was suddenly wearing a costume from the old Sherlock Holmes stories, cloak, hat, and even down to the pipe that blows out bubbles. “I've taken these pictures while I was looking near the Everfree Forests.”

“Well, let us see,” Luna said as her horn glowed and the envelope floated over to us. She opened it and took out its contents. It had a few pictures and a magnifying glass. There were three pictures in all. One was a crossed looking white rabbit looking into the camera; another was an underwater picture of a fish with wings; and the last was a wide-eyed red pony with orange hair, sitting by a tiny table with a miniature tea set, an old doll sitting in a chair, and in the background was an open window that overlooked a forest that had two purple dots in it.

“Discord,” Luna looked up with an annoyed look. “What do any of these pictures have anything to do with Twilight Sparkle?”

“You said go out and find anything suspicious, so I did,” the other Julius, apparently called Discord here told her.

“Can I see this one?” I asked, pointing to the picture with the red pony. I turned back to Julius number one who has seemed to more or less gotten over his shock. “Julius, could you hold this picture up?”

He did while I grabbed the magnifying glass with both of my hooves without it slipping. Once I got a grip, I turned my attention to the window in the picture. Using the glass, I saw that those two dots were two nearly identical ponies, except I saw one with wings while the other hasn't. Plus from what details I could spot, their hairstyles match the missing student.

“Well… Discord,” I said, “I think you've just made our jobs a little easier.”

Luna grabbed the picture and the glass from us to look at the two Twilights. She grew a paler shade of blue.

“Sargent Sharp,” she said, “Make preparations to turn our search party to the Everfree Forest.” She turned to me, helping me back onto me… hooves, and dragging me into the room. “In the meantime, we ought to do some catching up.” Before the doors closed behind me, I caught a glimpse of the two Julius’s looking at me.

6: Into the Woods...

Author's Notes:

Alright then, for those who don't know, I went back on the last story to give it a proper ending so that Agent F could have some interesting character development. Also, do no fear, I don't think I want to end the story right here. After all, there's still a few things I want to do with this story that I haven't yet...

Enjoy.

“Well, that was unexpected,” I thought out loud.

“By-the-way,” the other me snapped my attention, “What brings you here?”

I shook my head until my head detached itself, “Oops,” I clumsily caught my head to attach it back on my neck. “Sorry about that, I guess I just got a little bit distracted there. Anyways, as I've said, I’m here because of her.”

“Faust?” I nodded.

“Our version of Twilight has vanished out of thin air. It wasn't until a moment ago that we've figured out where they are.”

“I see… So since you-know-who is out of sight, wanna help me out looking for the twin bookworms?”

“I don’t know… I might get into trouble if she doesn't know where I am since I’m under suspicion… why not?”

He grinned, “Well, in that case,” he snapped a claw, and in a brief flash of light like someone flashed an old camera in my face. I blinked as I heard a loud buzzing sound, only to find myself in the cockpit of one of those old airplanes. Looking around, the plan we were in has the same color scheme as the coat that I always ware, plus, I saw on one wing was a screw, and on the other, a baseball.

“Why not we start looking for them,” I turned around to find my other self, wearing a leather cap, goggles, and one of those stupid scarfs with both a paw and a claw on the stick as he shouted at me over the motor.

Turning my attention to the ground, I saw that we were flying over Ponyville. As we flew, a couple of those pegasi nearly got in the way, quickly followed by a moment of curses that quickly followed as we zoomed past them.

The other me turned the plane towards the forest where he flipped it upside-down so we could get a good look at the forest. For the most part of a few minutes, all we saw was trees, trees, a bush, more trees, a zebra, lots of trees, a giant monster, and even more trees.

“Anything?!” the other me shouted.

“No,” I yelled back. It was then that I spotted something to my left. Barely sticking out of the trees, I saw what looked like ruins. “Hey, what’s that?!” I asked, pointed over towards the crumbling structure.

He looked over to where I was pointing, “It’s a castle!”

“Why don’t we look over there?!”

“Why?!”

“Maybe they went over there,” I shrieked, “You know, shelter!”

“Ah, good thinking!” and with that, he changed course and we headed to the ruins.

As we got nearer, I saw a flash that was coming from in the direction of the ruins. When the other me flew over the ruins, I saw a slosh of purple that was waving its appendages around like it was trying to reenact a rain dance.

Before I could react, suddenly we found ourselves being ejected from our seats while the plane nosedived into the forest below, followed by an explosion.

Seconds after we were popped out, thankfully the shoots did as well, gently carrying us down to the ruins below… Hold on, what’s that smell? I looked up, “Really?!” I turned my eyes over to my other self, “A diaper?!”

“Hey, they actually make good shots,” he responded. Oh, he wants to play it that way, well two can play at this game! I snapped my paw to turn his shoot into a dictionary.

“Nooooooofaaaaaaiiiiirrrr!” he screamed as he plummeted down. Oh relax, he’s kinda me, I’m sure he’ll be-

CRASH!

…. Whelp, never mind then.

Anyway, once the ground got near enough, I jumped out of my seat and headed to see if the other me was more or less okay. As it turns out, he was sitting in an armchair, wearing a housecoat reading “War and Peace.”

“What took you so long?” he asked, closing the book.

“Hello?!” we both heard a familiar voice coming from the other side of the castle. “Hello?! Is somebody out there?! Help us!”

He looked at me, “Want to do the honors?”

I snapped my fingers to teleport us to the other side where we found a purple unicorn that looked like she just got out of basic training. Her mane was a mess and there are cuts and scratch marks all over her.

“Ah!” she exclaimed (or was it screaming) when we suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

“Never fear mis,” I turned around to find my other self wearing something that I’d need to bleach my eyes with. He looked like one of those superheroes wearing a blue mask that covered half his head, a blue cape fluttering in the wind, and a yellow suit that had a white “I” on his chest with a blue outline. And there’s the underwear that looked like it hasn't seen a washing machine in years.

“Never fear, Inconsistency man is here!” he said proudly. “How may we help?”

“For starters,” I said, “you can get rid of the getup; practically the underwear on the outside thing.”

He looked down, “Am I? Huh… I haven’t worn these since I was six.”

“Can we get back to more urgent matters?” the familiar looking unicorn asked. “She’s hurt. Well, I’m… she… just come to help me!”

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“It’s the other me,” she said, “she’s unconscious!” We followed her not too deep in the castle to find the familiar purple princess, laying her head against a few saddlebags and having a nasty looking bruise on her head. Not to mention that she had as many scratches and cuts as her other self does.

“We need to get them to a hospital,” I turned to my other self, “now.”

“I’m on it,” he snapped a paw and in a flash of light, we were beamed into the waiting room with a convenient doctor nearby.

“What the-” the doctor started but was cut off.

“These two have been in the Everfree for a couple of days,” the other me told him, pushing the two purple ponies over to him. “One is out like a light, the other isn't. Now get to work.”

7: Mothers to Mothers

The other me spread the word out to the search parties that both Twilights have been found, much to the relief and worry of her highness’s friends, the Princess of the Night, and the CIA lady. The twin Twilights are in the same room, one of them sitting upright on the bed looking over to the other who’s still unconscious. Both of them were wrapped up from all the cuts they had on them.

I cleared my throat, getting her attention, “I think a little ‘thanks’ is in order?”

“Oh yeah, thanks for saving us back there...” she trailed off, staring at me for a moment. “Do I know you? You kinda sound and look familiar to me.”

“Let me give you a hint,” I said, “you were spying on us a couple of days ago.”

Her eyes widen and threw an accusing hoof towards me, “Wait-a-minute! Mr. Disc! What are you doing here?”

“I think she would like to ask you the same thing.”

“Who?”

“Oh, I don’t think I've told you about the CIA lady that has been looking for you.”

“The CIA?”

“Yep,” I said, folding my mitch-match arms, “Apparently your disappearance has landed me into trouble, simply because I was the last one to have seen ya. She followed me here because I had a very good guess where you might have been. Turns out I was right.”

“Oh,” she looked down, rubbing one foreleg with the other. “Where’s this CIA agent?”

“She’s right here,” the door opened, in which Faust came walking in along with Luna. She turned to me with an expression that I could only describe as restrained frustration. “Julius, I will speak with you about your actions of vanishing from my sight later. As of now,” she turned to Luna, she looks softening, “would you and Luna kindly leave the room for a moment. I want to have a little talk with Ms. Sparkle.”

“Of course,” Luna nodded. I followed my other, another boss out of the room, leaving the agent alone with Twilight.

“You know,” I started, “out of all the other versions of the people that I know, I don’t think we’ve met yet have we?”

“I suppose tho- you are the other Discord that my sister and Princess Sparkle have spoken of?”

“Quite. Say, could I ask you something, it’s been bothering me for a while ever since you saw your ‘mother’.”

“What about it?” Luna raised an eyebrow.

“To be honest, it’s the first time, at least on this side, that I've heard that either of you even have a mom. I don’t know about you and the other Celestia, but from where I come from, neither of my bosses hardly mentioned about their parents. No, scratch that, they've never mentioned it. Look, I honestly thought that maybe they were orphans or something, so I didn't say anything. But now with you calling Ms. Redhead mom, I can’t help but think what’s going on here.”

The other Luna sat down on her haunches, her back to the startle wall, “I see, you wish to know about our past and her correct?” I nodded. “Well, I wouldn't lie to you that I wasn't surprised that, Agent Faust, is from your world of humans. I didn't think that we- I would encounter an alternative version of the mother that I and Celestia know and love. Do you remember how in your world that there vast differences between us?”

“Like have all of you are a talking horse?” I questioned.

She narrowed her eyes at me, “We prefer ‘pony’. But nevertheless, that is one such example. This Faust, the one from your world, is like the mother we know, and yet at the same time, she’s not. For she has the same look like her, even the personality as well, yet it’s not quite her.”

I blinked, “Is this supposed to be one of those Zen riddles because you’re not making much sense here.”

She sighed, “What I’m trying to say is that she may have the same characteristics of mother, but the circumstance to which she becomes our mother has a striking difference. You see, the mother that we grew up with was, indeed, our mother that we were born from. Interestingly, however, she tells me that she didn't give birth to your Celestia and Luna, but rather raised them as her own.”

“Stop right there,” I told her. I grab hold a piece of the wall to pull out a chalkboard. “Let me see if I get what you’re saying here.” Snapping a piece of yellow chalk into existence, I quickly began drawing a line down the middle of the board, and then sketched out characters of three horses on one side and three people on the other. “You’re saying,” I tapped the side with the horses in which the drawing came to life when the two smaller horses went up to the taller one to nuzzle. “That in this universe, your ‘mother’ is your biological parent right?”

She nodded.

“But from where I come from,” I tapped the other side with the three people that when they came to life, look completely confused. “You’re saying that this Faust raised my bosses. Why?”

“That is something that both of them do have in common,” Luna commented.

“And that being?”

“In that father was abusive,” she answered, “as far as I understood from her, she said that she was adopted into the family. But after a few months, the mother of your Celestia and Luna died, leaving it up to the father to take care of the young children. She said that he became violent after his wife died, so it was left to your Faust to not only take care of them but to protect them as well. She told me that she was a few years older than them, by six or seven years, but at the time, she had to grow up fast to make sure they were safe.”

I blinked, I turned back to the board to find the people side was as surprised, if not shocked as I was.

“Did she tell you all of this when I and the… other me, went looking for them?”

“She did,” Luna said, “right away, she told me that she was from your world and why. So of course, I got curious to see if there was any difference as she was. Truth be told, we didn't know that you were gone until Discord popped in to tell us that both Twilights have been found. Still, even when the circumstance was different, the story was really the same.”

“You mean…”

She nodded, “Father, wasn't what one would call kind nowadays. Of course, he wasn't as big of a monster as Sombra or Tirek of course… But after what we've seen…” she shook her head. “It doesn't matter now. I can see that even when she comes from a different background, the personality and nature of her is the mother that I know. Carrying, imaginative, protective, strong-willed, and has a sense of duty to make sure that everyone is both safe and happy. Just like her.”

“Princess Luna!” We looked towards the sound of the voice at the other end of the hallway of the hospital to find five familiar ponies coming our way. “There you are,” Rainbow said as she stopped in front of us. “Is Twilight okay?”

Author's Notes:

I don't know why, but I've got this nagging feeling as if I've forgotten to put something in this chapter. But I can't figure out what...

8: Twilight's Story

A few minutes later, Faust was done with talking to the Twilight from our world to let us in. Of course, the five recently arrived mares were taken by complete shock from Faust’s appearance.

All of them, except for Pinkie who was jumping for joy, “Hi there!” she said as she hopped over to Ms. Redhead. “What’s your name? Where did you come from? Are you staying in Ponyville for very long? I hope so, that way I can throw you one of my ‘Welcome-to-Ponyville’ party. Would you prefer chocolate or vanilla cake, or both? What’s your favorite-”

“Pinkie Pie,” Luna interrupted her by picking her up off the ground by her magic. “Do calm thyself; she doth not expect to stay here for long.”

“Ah Luna,” Faust said, “You’re doing it again.” My alternative other boss turned pink in embarrassment.

Fluttershy walked passed the two tall horses and me to the hospital beds where she finds the two Twilights. The one who’s conscious examined her for a moment before saying: “Hey, I think I know you. In fact, you all look familiar.”

“What are you talking about darling?” Rarity asked, “Of course you know us. We’re your friends.”

Twilight shook her head, “No I don’t. I think you might have mistaken me for her.” She pointed to the unconscious princess next to her.

The others looked at her in shock.

“Okay, hold up,” Applejack interjected, “What do ya mean, ya have no friends?”

“I just don’t,” Twilight shrugged, “and why should any of you care? It’s not like… wait…” she got out of the hospital bed to look at each of them. “Now I know why all of you look familiar, all of you were the ones who were trying to spy on me a few days ago!”

“Twi, what are you talking about?” Rainbow questioned.

“You guys were the ones who had me ended up here in the first place,” she said.

“But I thought you said spotting your double was what brought you here,” Faust inquired.

“Actually,” I spoke up, snapping my fingers to have a suit, tie, and a fedora with a pencil in one paw and a notepad in the other. “I’d like to know what happened after you chased your other self through the portal. And why their Twilight hasn’t woken up yet.”

“As do I,” Luna agreed. “I’m certain that everypony here would wish to know as well.”

Faust went up to Twilight, putting a hoof on her shoulder, “Just tell them what you’ve told me.”

Twilight nodded, “Okay, I guess I should say that I’m not a pony first of all.”

“We already know that silly,” Pinkie interrupted, “I mean it’s just simple logic that you’re not our Twilight since you’re a unicorn and our Twilight is an Alicorn. But you sound exactly like Twilight, and even Discord has told us that you’re from the human world.”

Twilight blinked, “Okay… Anyway, I want to clarify that I wasn’t the one being chased, she was the one who was doing all the chasing.” She pointed to her other self to make this point. “Plus, I didn’t look to where I was going before I tripped and fell into this place. So, of course, I got scared once I arrived here with a different body that I’m not used to, along being in a world that I’m not familiar about. Who wouldn’t?”

“But, how did you end up in the Everfree?” Fluttershy asked.

“Well, she freaked me out when she popped out of that mirror, and I started running. Of course, I didn’t know where I was going, even after I ran out of that crystal place. She somehow kept popping in front of me, only to find out later that she was trying to calm me down. I tried to avoid her as best as I could until we ran into the forest. She at last gotten me to listen, saying how she’s not going to hurt me. The only problem was that by the time she was able to do so, we realized that neither of us has any idea where we were.”

“Now hold on,” Rainbow stopped her, “didn’t, our Twilight use her wings to figure out where the two of you were?”

Twilight blushed, “Oh… About that,” she rubbed the back of her neck with a foreleg… Wait, I know that look anywhere. It’s the kind of look that my students give when they knew that despite knowing fully they had a project to do they never end up doing. “I uh… Well, when she was chasing me, her horn glowed and tried to drag me back to her… but I uh… I grabbed a rock and threw it at her.”

“You broke her wing!” Rainbow exclaimed.

“Hey, I didn’t know what her motivation was at the time! Plus, I didn’t know that was, well, normal here.”

“So I guess that explains how you two got lost,” I said, jotting down a few notes. “But that doesn’t explain why she’s out cold.”

“Again, my bad,” Twilight answered, “As I said, we got lost in that forest for a few days, trying to figure out where we’re going and all. Well, she… the other me tried talking to me and… we didn’t get along. She went on about the importance of friendship and I told her why I didn’t need it. I keep telling her that we have our intellect after all, so why hanging out with a couple of strangers would be any more important? And then there was all this nonsense about ‘magic’ that she was using. I keep telling her that magic doesn’t exist and even brought about scientific examples why not. So you could guess that we’d argued for a while until it reached a boiling point. We were by a short cliff when we’d bickered that I… I pushed her. She lost her balance and tumbled backward down and I saw her hit her head against a tree.”

‘Looks like we’ve got ourselves a scoop,’ I thought to myself, ‘Twilight pushes self off a cliff and into a tree!’

“How could ya do somethin’ like that?” Applejack scolded.

“I wasn’t thinking straight, okay?” she confessed, “I was angry at her. But when she hit her head… I-I couldn’t just leave her there. I mean, even if we disagreed, she’s still me. So… I tried carrying her on my back until I found some ruins where I spent the night in; which is where we stayed until we were found.”

9: And They Lived... Uh, Hold That Thought.

“So,” Fluttershy said, turning to their Twilight, “How long is she going to be like this? I hope it isn’t serious.”

“From what I've heard,” our Twilight answered, “the doctors estimated that she may wake up within a day or two.”

It was then that I got an idea, an idea that manifested a metal bowl in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other. “Or,” I said, waltzing over to her bedside, “We could try this.” I held the bowl right over her face, and before any of them could stop me, I hit the spoon a couple of times.

Klang! Klang! Klang!

“AH!” Their Twilight screamed as she bolted upright, hitting her face against the bowl I was holding. “Owe! What the hay-”

“Twilight!” suddenly all five of her friends came rushing to her like dogs rushing to a piece stake.

“Thank Celestia you’re alright darling,” Rarity said in relief.

“I don’t know about that,” she said, rubbing her snout. “Where am I anyway?”

“At the hospital,” Rainbow answered. “Both Discords had found you and your uh… other self here.”

She looked around, spotting the other bed beside her. I looked over to her doppelgänger, which her expression was unreadable as a black book. “Good to see you awake,” she said.

“Oh,” their Twilight said, “I assume that you've already met my friends?”

“Not for very long, they've just got here a couple of minutes ago.” She turned to Faust, “Agent F, can you please take me home now?”

“Hold on a sec,” Pinkie interjected, “Don’t either of you wanna stay for a while? I can whip up a welcome party in within a half an hour.”

“No thanks,” she said, “At present, I prefer to go back home, take a shower, and then find a good book to read.”

“Well… what about you?” Pinkie asked, turning to Faust.

“I assume that I’d have to, given that those I work with would need some more concrete proof to support that I haven’t lost my mind.”

“Yay!” she threw confetti in the air, “That’s great! When do you expect to come back so I can throw you the welcome party?”

Faust thought for a moment, “I suppose within a few days. But as of now, I must respect Ms. Sparkle’s – eh, our Twilight and have her brought home. Also, Julius,” she turned to me, “I still expect to have a talk from you as well. So please follow me.”

We the three of us, Faust, our Twilight and myself began to walk away when Twilight called out, “Wait, uh, Twilight, don’t you want to meet our friends?”

“You mean, your friends?” she corrected her, “And no thanks. I have my books, my pet Spike, my family, and my future of becoming a teacher. Not this,” she waved her hoof around the room. “Look, maybe you are me, but this isn't the me that I want to be. I never asked to run into a portal into an alternative universe, nor getting lost in the wood with you. You can keep your friends; I don’t think I need them. Oh, and before I go, please do me a favor and from now on, don’t try to replace me.”

“I’m not even trying to replace you,” their Twilight objected.

“Yes you are, you came into my world, having everybody over there think that you’re me so you could do… whatever it is that you’re doing that’s giving the area school some unknown form of energy-”

“Sorry, what was that?” Faust interrupted.

“Yeah, have any of you ever noticed?” our Twilight questioned. “For the past several months, there have been huge bursts of energy from electronic, radio, and magnetic to name a few that I've recorded that has been coming from Canterlot High. It has already happened a couple of times and I’m surprised that the CIA has just started to look into this.”

Faust raised an eyebrow, “We’ll talk more about that once we get home, okay dear?”

She sighed, “I guess so.” Our Twilight turned to me, “One more thing, when we get back, could you tell your friends to leave me alone from now on?”

I hummed in thought, “I’ll see what I can do.”

As we headed back to the crystallized castle, Luna soon caught up with us. “I've forgotten to ask,” She said, “Have you seen our Discord before we've met?”

I shook my head, “No, come to think of it, I haven’t seen him since we arrived at the hospital. Don’t you have any idea?”

“Afraid not,” she shook her head, “The last time I've seen him was when he informed us that both Twilights had been found. Which makes me curious, where did he go?”

“Knowing me, perhaps he went off to amuse him-” I coughed suddenly before finishing, “himself.”

“I suppose so,” Luna turned to her (other) mother and said, “We trust that you shall be keeping your word when you said you’ll be back soon.”

“You mean ‘I’?” Faust asked.

Luna shook her head, “No, I mean We, as in Celestia and I.”

“Oh, of course, I will. Why do you ask?”

“I have told you that we haven’t seen our mother very often now, have I?” Faust shook her head. “No? I believe that the last time the mother had told us that she’ll come back soon, she never did.”

The Redhead stopped, “Sorry?”

“It’s true. In fact, the very last time that either of us had ever seen her was our coronation. That was several thousand years ago. Of course, Cel had sent out legions of ponies to find her, only to turn up with nothing. To this day, neither of us where she might be nor what she had been doing this whole time,” she gave her a smile, “Yet, with you here, that must mean that Mother is still alive somewhere.”

Faust nodded and I heard her low muttering, “Perhaps I've been far too overworked.”

_*_

After Luna said our good-byes and Faust asking her a favor to tell their Celestia that she said “Hello,” we went back through the portal once more.

So after one dizzying ride and being spat out and onto a CIA agent later, the three of us were home. Faust gave out several instructions like to have Twilight returned home and told her that she’ll have a talk with her and to make sure they get more equipment for later.

While she was talking, I was starting to have coughing fits. I excused myself to get some water from somewhere. I turned to the school, opening the doors and heading towards the first drinking fountain in sight. Along the way, I thought I had accidentally spat out something as I reached out for the little switch for the water to come flying out.

As I was taking in a few drinks, I jumped when I heard a familiar voice saying, “Well it’s about time we've got here.” So imagine my surprise when I jumped higher, hitting my head against the collapsible ceiling when I saw a second me, leaning against the lockers with his arms folded.

So of course, the first thing I did was to swallow one of my pills, but the other me snapped his fingers, only to mind the pill I was about to take was now in his hands.

“No need of that. Trust me, I’m real, and I’m here too,” he smiled.

Author's Notes:

Wait... Something is missing... Oh I know!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVmB3lRjCmc

Much better.

10: Discord the Human.

I quickly glance around, thankfully to find nobody around, “What do you think you’re doing here?!” I hissed.

“What else,” he said, popping a tacky yellow and orange Hawaiian shirt to replace the eerily similar identical clothes that I was wearing. “You might say that I'm on vacation.”

My eye twitched, “By coming here of all places?”

“Why not?” he snapped his fingers for one a coconut glasses with a little umbrella with a red crazy straw sticking out. “I’ve always wanted to see what it’s like over here.”

I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into a janitor’s closet; I snapped my fingers to light up the small space. “First of all,” I said, glaring at him, “How did you even get here anyway? I thought their Twilight had put some kind of curse or what have you on that portal from you getting in.”

“She did,” he took a sip from his drink, “Of course, it took me a good while to come up with a way, but I did find it alright.”

“How?”

“Why, though you of course,” he let his drink go, it didn’t fall, it just floated there as he clapped his hands. Suddenly, the closet became a classroom, completed with a chalkboard. “Here’s a riddle for you, my other self: how do you get passed any security in existence when you’re not invited?”

He turned to the chalkboard and used a finger to draw a cross-section of… well us in that weird creature.

Although fuming as I was, I already knew the answer, “Hold on, you tricked the portal?!”

“And give the boy a canoe,” suddenly, I found myself sitting down in one. “It was so simple really if I was able to see your side world, what better way to do so then to trick it that I was a part of you? I figured that I might as well have you smuggle me here by letting the spell think that I was nothing more than saliva. Of course, I had to stake at the back of your throat to do it. So I waited, you went through, and now I’m here!” Suddenly, with a “Pop!” the ceiling had started raining with confetti and balloons.

At this point, I couldn’t tell if his logic was incredibly brilliant or stupid. But before I could respond, I heard the voice of Faust calling out.

“Julius? Where are you?”

“Oh joy, just what I need,” I cursed, turning to my alternate ego, “could you just stay here for a moment, Ms. Redhead still needs to scold me.”

“Really?” he asked, tearing the chalkboard off the wall to revile a huge TV set behind it. On the screen in black and white was the hallway, with Faust looking around. “I didn’t know it was on tonight,” he whistled for a Lazy Boy and sat down with a bucket of violins which he began to start crunching on.

Figuring that he’s only there to enjoy the show, I turned to the door to find her a few feet away.

“You called?” I asked and she snapped her attention back to me.

“There you are. Julius, I still need to have a word about what happened back there.”

“I’m listening.”

“Firstly, as noble as it was for you and your… other self to find both of the girls, you did break the order that you were not to leave out of my sight.”

“But you have to admit, you were the one who left me, to begin with. Plus, my other me did offer something helpful when we went on to locate them. Which, by-the-way, was something that you weren’t doing.”

“I was forced into talking with my other Luna and I found it next to impossible to leave once she started talking.”

“Still, you can’t really hold me accountable here, let’s look at the fact that I’ve ended up helping you find this world’s Twilight and bring her back home. And that’s exactly what happened.”

Faust nodded, “I suppose so. I want to both thank you and curse you. Thanking you for your assistance in finding our Twilight Sparkle. Yet cursing you at the same time for I have to deal with a magical nation from an alternative universe that I’m going to be stuck neck deep in paperwork.”

“Why Faust, I’m-” I was quickly interrupted by the sound of growling that was coming from the janitor’s closet.

“What was that?” she questioned.

“My stomach,” I answered, “is it time for dinner already?”

She looked at her watch, “Well it is past five.”

“I’ll tell you what,” I had her walking away from the closet and nearing the exit. “I know that you’re a busy woman and all, plus I still have my car keys. How about we both go our separate ways for now and take care of… whatever that needs to be taken care of.”

“Are you trying to get rid of me?”

“Maybe,” I said closing and locking the door on her. Even with her knocking, I turned my attention back to the closet to find-

“Down kitty!” he yelled, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a whip in the other, trying to calm down a lion.

Out of pure annoyance that has reached its peak, I snapped my fingers to have the titanic classroom turned back into a closet.

“Hey!”

“Look,” I told him, pointing a finger at him, “I know that you’d easily get bored often, so do I. But at the moment, I’m trying to make things less complicated than they already are!”

“Complicated? We’re chaos itself! It’s not that hard to get.”

“That’s not what I meant, I’m saying that with you here now and she sees that we’re both here, that would mean that things would get much harder for you to enjoy your vacation.”

After frowning he said, “Very well.” He sighed, “So then, what do you do for fun around here?”

“Hold up, how long are ya planning to stay here?”

“Plan? Oh dear me, you out of everyone already know that I don’t plan. I just do.”

“You know what I mean,” I grumbled.

“I do have one other question though,” he said, looking down on himself.

“And what’s that?”

“What exactly did I turn into?”

I facepalmed. Hard.

(Time for Dinner: According to Discord.)

When my other, younger self-had facepalmed so hard that nearly gave him a concussion, I chuckled, “Sorry, I was only joking. I already know what I’ve turned into; I was just messing with ya.”

He glared at me, “But you still haven’t answered my question, how long are you going to stay here?”

“Until one of the Princesses figure out that I’m gone,” I waved my left wrist around for an hourglass watch to appear. “Which I’m guessing that they’ll realize it within a few days at least, not that I’m complaining. After all, when you’re a spirit as old as a universe, you tend to crave something new. And this, dear me, is a brand, off the assembly line of a fanfic writer new!”

“Fanfic writer?”

“Yeah, the one that’s writing our lines as we speak.”

Hey! Leave me out of this!

“Okay, fine,” I grumbled at the ceiling, “If you insist Mr. I’m-just-making-this-up-as-I-go.”

I looked back at my double, he blinked, “You mean that you hear him too?”

“Eventfully, you just learn how to ignore him, anyway, back to the story. As I was saying, this is a new experience for me since I already know everything about my universe. But here, it’s all new. There’s much to see, and countless possibilities to have some fun!”

“Will that such possibility includes you taking my medicine again?” he asked.

“Trust me, I’ve already learned my lesson the last time. As it turns out, I was wrong, when you went cuckoo, your work was sloppy.” I put a finger under my new jaw, “I wonder why though.”

“Look, we can’t stay here for long,” he said, “Eventually, someone is going to come in and find out that there are two of us. We really should get going.”

“Very good!” I clapped my hands, both in delight and to summon a bicycle where the front wheel is smaller than the back one. “Where do you have in mind?”

He looked at his watch as I started moving down the hall. “Since it’s time for dinner and getting a bit late to cook anything, let’s head over to my home for the night.”

Now my curiosity has been peaked. I immediately changed the inconvenient cycle into a steampunk motorcycle. “You want to take a long way or the shortcut,” I asked him, offering him a helmet.

“I’ll take my car.”

I shrugged, “Suit yourself,” I snapped my fingers for a rip in the fabric of time and space to appear in a wall. “So you in a sec,” before I could hear what he was going to say, I drove into the torn fabric and onto a patch of grass.

“Hey, get off my lawn!” before I could react, my motorcycle suddenly sprouted wings and began flapping.

I jumped off of it quickly before I the thing flew off into the sunset. I looked to my right to find my other self standing on a porch. Looking crossed, he said, “It’s about time you’ve got here, come in while I still have dinner set up.”

So, this is his home? Not exactly what I’d expect from my alter ego. It was big enough to have one floor that a porch with a stand-up piano, it was painted like the other homes on this street, dull. Something that even I didn’t expect because my home in Equestria is… I wonder.

Stepping inside, at first I found what appears to be a normal sitting room with an open kitchen where I found my counterpart sitting down to a plate of sandwiches. There was one of those new found radios playing a song.

Walking up to the table, I craned my neck back around to find that I was right, the perspective of the room has indeed changed! The closer that I got to the table, the more that the sitting room seems to stretch with every step I take.

Yep, defiantly reminds me of home in a way.

“Knowing you,” he said as I took my seat, “I had the sandwiches have a different flavor with every bit you take.”

“Hm, that does sound good,” I took one of the sandwiches and took a bite out of it. Oh cat food, I missed you so much! Another bite, orange caramel, “Not bad,” I told him.

“Thanks,” he took a bit of his sandwich, “I guess since we’re both here, sitting down at the same table and what not, perhaps we should get down to some unfinished business.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, it’s something that I won’t be surprised if the thought had crossed your mind as well. How come that we practically have… somewhat the same personality and even artistic style and be so different? Why is that?”

“You tell me,” I snapped for a class of gray chocolate milk to drink the glass. “It’s really puzzling for me too. I mean, we have the same friends like Fluttershy. But why do you have such a different view of madness though? That’s something that I’ve never grasped.”

“I guess you could blame my doctors for that.”

“Doctors?” Hello, what do we have here? “What doctors?”

“The ones that said I was mentally ill since I was a teen.”

Now we’re getting somewhere, “Mentally ill? You mean being normal?”

“Not what I’ve been told,” he said after taking another bite, “After mom went ‘poof’ and I started living on my own during the dark ages, I was put on medication from the countless delusions that I have increasingly had more often. So a couple of Docs had given me these pills to keep my hallucinations back.”

“Come on,” I said, snapping my fingers for the remaining sandwiches to have a football match. “You know as well as I that keeping something back never done anyone good.”

“Why, has anyone ever tried to cure you?”

“If you mean by using the Elements of Harmony on me to make me sane but it turned into solid rock for a thousand years, otherwise, nope.” As a Jell-O sandwich made a pass, suddenly, an idea cornel popped in my head. “Wait-a-hour… This is supposed to be the human world right?”

“Yeah? So?”

“And this is a world where you said that magic doesn’t exist?”

“You’re point being?”

“How come we’re able to do any of this?”

All the sandwiches, including my double, stopped to look at me.

“Come to think of it, how long you’ve been able to use chaotic magic?”

He twilled his goatee in thought, “I suppose since I’ve first come in your-”

“No, I mean here,” I interrupted. “I mean, you’ve never been able to use magic before you came to Equestria before, have you.”

“Come to think of it, no. Never until I came home from your world for the first time, I didn’t think I would have my superpowers here until I tested out… What’s going on here?” We both asked the same question.

“Oh, jinx,” I quickly said. Now he owes me a soda.

11: The Fire of Magic.

After getting his soda, we both agreed that we need to call an emergency meeting to bring in everyone we know so we could find out what’s happening.

“When you say everyone,” he said, “Do you mean everyone that we’ve known or-”

“It would get overcrowded fast,” I interrupted him; “I think we should round up everyone we think would be helpful to figure out this whole ‘magic’ thing.”

“Got it, so where do you want the whole thing to take place?”

“How about in here,” I gestured him to the largest room in the house, the studio. “It would provide all the room we-”

Snap!

Before I could even think about what just happened, there was a bright flash like a photo bulb exploding for a moment. Suddenly, Agent Faust and our Twilight Sparkle appeared with a chalkboard with some charts and diagrams attached. Celestia and Luna were sitting down at a table, looked like they were having cake. Sunset Shimmer fell over as if her seat had collapsed underneath her. The Crusaders were kneeling down, focusing on dissecting a corpse of a radio. Pinkie was eating an ice cream sandwich. Fluttershy was petting a white rabbit. Rainbow and Applejack were sitting down, holding a couple of game controllers. And Rarity looked like she just got out of the shower and had a towel wrapped around her, trying to put mascara on.

“Huh?”

“Wha?”

“Hey!”

“Owe!”

Except for Rarity screaming her head off, that was what most of them were saying out of shock and confusion.

“What just happened?” Luna asked, along with her and the rest of the girls looked around.

“Mr. D?” Applebloom stood up, “Why is there two of ya?”

“Huh,” the other me folded his arms, “They really do look like their counterparts don’t they?”

“What did you just do?” I questioned.

“You said we should get everyone that’s helpful in figuring all this out, so here they are.”

“Okay, how did you do that?” Faust demanded. She looked around the room finding who else is there. Both of my bosses spotted her as well.

“Mother?” they both asked in unison.

“WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!?” Rarity shrieked, adjusting the towel to cover up as much as possible.

“Aw come on!” Rainbow complained, “I was so close right there!”

“Forget that,” Applejack told her, “Where in tarnation are we?”

“Hello?” I called out to them, “Can I get your attention here?”

They did die down in what they were saying and looked at us.

“Julius?” Faust said, approaching us, “Why are there two of you here?”

“Hello again,” the other me reached out a hand to her, “I’m his alternate self from the other side of the portal.”

“Oh Celestia,” Sunset muttered under her breath.

“What was that?” Celestia inquired, turning to Ms. Shimmer.

“Everypony, we need to have a little talk,” my other self said, and this got everyone in the room to look at him funny for once. “What?”

“Did you just say, ‘everypony’?” Pinkie started to giggle. “That’s a weird way of saying, everybody.”

“Still,” Sweetie Belle piped up, “Why are we here?”

“I’m getting to that,” he said, clapping his hands, thereby transforming my studio into a classroom. Except for the both of us, the rest were sitting down in the rows of desks. The chalkboard in which Faust and Twilight had brought along was suddenly beside us.

“Here’s a question for you all class,” he said, turning his attention the chalkboard. “Is there any magic in this universe?”

“What?” Celestia asked, looking down to the desk she’s suddenly sitting at.

“Magic?” Fluttershy asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“What he means to say,” I gave her a clarification. “Is that when he’d got here, he made an interesting point.”

Scootaloo raised her hand, “And that being?”

“This is supposed to be the human world, right?” my other self asked, whipping a pair of reading glasses out of nowhere, taking a closer look at the board.

“Yeah?”

“So that would mean that there’s absolutely no magic whatsoever here, right?”

“Well of course,” Twilight said, “It’s a scientific fact that magic doesn’t exist.”

“You mean something like pulling a rabbit out of a hat isn’t real?” Pinkie asked, looking somewhat sad to hear the news. Nearly everyone in sight was rolling their eyes.

“I wouldn’t dismiss that Twilight,” my other self said, getting everyone’s attention.

“Whatever do you mean dear?” Rarity asked.

“If magic doesn’t truly exist in this universe,” he turned back to the class, “Then can anyone in here explain how all of you got here exactly?”

“Well…” Twilight started but quickly trailed off. There was intrigue now among them.

Applebloom raised a hand, “Mr. Disc, what’s goin’ on here?”

My alter-ego popped right between where Faust and Celestia were sitting, “What’s goin’ on indeed. Tell me something, in this universe; does the rule that nothing is made nor destroyed still apply here?”

“Well of course,” Faust said, “It’s the law of the universe for all matter. Why?”

“I want to make sure of something.” He turned to Twilight, “Is this board yours?” he inquired, pointing to the board in front of the class.

“It is,” she responded.

“So would you tell me what you’ve been up to Ms. Sparkle?”

“Well,” she said, adjusting her glasses, “As I was telling Agent F, for several months, I’ve noticed that something unusual has been going on at Canterlot High. It’s only until recently that I was able to enroll in the school that I could find out what’s really going on.”

“Oh, do tell,” Luna said, “What is it that made you wanted to investigate our school for?”

“For one simple reason,” she said, turning to Faust, “I’ve detected on two incidents, huge amounts of energy that I have pinpointed to the school. From what I’ve recorded, it is a scientific phenomenon in which I’ve never seen nor read before. Try picturing an explosion of energy, about the same amount of as a nuclear bomb going off, but there’s neither damage nor radiation. Both incidents go right to Sunset Shimmer, as well as some of these guys.” She pointed to the older students in the group.

“In a way, she’s right,” Faust nodded, “We thought that these two explosions were either thought as an attack by a bomber or some freak accident. But with some investigation, as well as from Celestia and Luna, we’ve come up with a hypothesis that Sunset, Fluttershy, Pinkie, Applejack, Rarity, and Rainbow were involved. But the question was what happened exactly.”

“You mean the Elements of Harmony thingy?” Rainbow asked.

“Oh…” I saw my other’s self eyes widen, “OH! This makes so sense now!”

“What are you going on about?”

“Let me test something…” He paced around the room until he stopped in front of Rarity. “You’re good at clothes right?” she nodded, and he snapped some yards fabrics, a pair of scissors, and a spool of thread. “Here, make some clothes out of this,” Rarity reached out, but my other self lifted into the air. “Hold on, I want you to make it, without touching it.”

“Are you mad?!” Rarity cried out. “That’s not even reasonably possible.”

“What are you doing?” I questioned, walking up to him.

“Just watch,” he told me, putting the raw materials onto a workbench with a sewing machine. “Or try this,” he turned to Rarity, “Try to imagine making a dress from this; that you’re the one stitching and putting everything together, without getting out of your seat.”

“Ah fail ta see what this got to do with anythin’,” Applejack said skeptically.

My other self told her to just wait and see.

Rarity looked at the fabric in front of her. “Well…” she closed her eyes. “If it were up to me using that shade violet, I would perhaps use it to make a casual dress with it. Probably use about only four pieces at most.” Then something unexpected happened, there were some sparks going around her head like how fireflies would circle around in the summer air. And the cloth she was thinking about and the scissors, without any strings attached, were lifted up and unrolled itself. As she described what she would do, the scissors cut out the cloth into four different pieces in the air.

“Uh, sis…” Sweetie Belle squeaked.

“Not now Sweetie, I’m thinking,” Rarity told her, still had her eyes closed. I turned to the rest of the class; they were memorized at what was happening like I was.

“Yes, I would make it chic and sleeveless. Perhaps adding a lighter color to offset it as a white fabric rose. It wouldn’t be too big, but just enough to catch someone’s eye.” The scissors cut out the white fabric into a long strip before it was rolled up to look like a rose, the needle and thread were lifted up and it sewed the thing into one piece.

“Uh, Rarity,” Celestia started but was shushed by her own student.

“In a moment, I need to think… Then I would have used that machine to sew-” she was cut off when the sewing machine started up, stitching a few inches of the cloth, but suddenly stopped. “What!?” Rarity asked in shock that, although without even touching it, the dress she was describing was making itself.

“And that just proved it,” the other me said with a smile. “I think I know what’s going on!”

“Yeah, care to explain how Rare’s gone psychic on us?” Rainbow Dashed asked.

“Remember how I said that in this universe, like our own, that nothing is created or destroyed?”

“But I don’t see where you’re going with this,” Fluttershy said, “T-That is if you don’t mind of me point out.”

“No need to Shy, it’s actually quite simple,” he turned to the chalkboard and cleared all the paper that cluttered it.

As he was erasing some of the writing on the board, Twilight called out, “Hey! That took a week to write out!”

“You don’t need it anymore,” he said, turning back to the class. “Here’s an extra credit question, since all of you have been to the universe with talking, colorful ponies that have copies of all of you, what’s the biggest difference between ours, and yours?”

Sweetie Belle raised a hand, “Is it that they have ponies that look like us?”

“No.”

Pinkie raised her hand, “Is it that we have different styles in music when we break out into song?” We all looked at her, “What?”

“Is it about magic?” I asked.

“And Bingo used to be his name-o!” he cheered, “That’s it! That right there is the biggest difference is, or shall I say, there was no magic here.”

“Was?” Twilight asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Just because things can’t be created or destroyed, doesn’t mean nothing can be added on.” He turned to the chalkboard and quickly drew up two plants. “Let me put it like this. Let’s say there’s a planet out there that its forests are nothing but bone dry wood. Let’s say further that never in its history of this planet, has there been any exposure of fire before. But what if,” he pointed to the second planet, in which a stick figure was riding on a rocket. “This planet has the exact same conditions as the other, and its creatures have learned how to control the fire from all the stuff that’s around them. So that they know how to handle it. And let’s further that one of its creatures had flown to this planet, with a box of matches in his pocket. So this creature finds this plant’s folks that have never seen fire before. Now, what would happen if this said creature had lit a match, lit a few sticks on fire and gave it to this planet’s creatures?”

“It would spread,” Fluttershy whispered.

“Correct, and that’s exactly what’s happening here. If I’m right, when our Twilight had not only shown off the power of the Elements of Harmony not just once but twice, it has caused a wildfire of magic. But the only difference as far as I could see between this and my analogy is that it appears that you folks probably don’t have a clue that you have magic now.”

“Wait! We all have magic now!?” Applejack asked in surprise.

“It seems to be, but be careful, though,” he said as one of the drawings of the fireless planet becomes a ball of fire. “Like fire, magic can be a fantastic servant, but a horrible master. So remember, please use magic responsibly.”

12: Reviewing the Situation.

I did a quick scan over the room, in which I found a collective of shock and surprise on their faces.

“So does this mean that we can move stuff with our minds now?” Scootaloo piped up.

I admit, that gotten me curious, “I’m not exactly sure if all of you would do the exact same thing that Rarity did. After all, not all of your counterparts were unicorns.”

“What do you mean by that?” Celestia asked.

“Let me try something,” I walked over to Rainbow’s desk and told her to get out of her seat and stand on top of her desk. When she did, I told her, “Try jumping off and fly a little.”

She looked behind her back, “But I don’t have wings.”

“And she doesn't have a horn,” I pointed to Rarity to make this point, “But that didn’t stop her.”

“I don’t know if I-” I snapped my fingers, making the desk she was standing on to disappear right under her. Now here’s the part where I press the slow-motion button to see what I saw. At the first few inches, her eyes widen as her brain realized she was falling. Her mouth opens and her legs began to adjust to the upcoming floor. Suddenly, about halfway down, we saw from her back had sprung open with blue wings as that was outlined by a blue light. Before she could touch the ground, her wings materialized to where there was a physical form, and those said wings had flapped in time to keep her off the floor. And now, press play, “Huh?” Rainbow looked down.

Celestia, Luna, and Faust’s jaws hit the floor.

“Dash!” Scoot’s called out, getting out of her desk, “You’re flying!”

Rainbow looked around for a bit, “Okay, that’s weird.”

“That’s, weird?” Luna questioned, “Rainbow Dash, you’re flying, in the air, and your response is, ‘that’s weird’?!”

“How are you even doing that?” Twilight asked, getting out of her seat as well, trying to feel around for wires.

“Well, it did happen before, just not exactly like this,” Rainbow responded.

“This happened before!?” Faust got out of her seat as well.

“Well yeah,” Pinkie answered, “But usually there’s singing, and our hair grows longer, and we get pointy ears-”

“Y’all mean yer band practice?” Applebloom interrupted.

“What?” Faust asked in complete confusion.

“Hold on everyone,” Sunset called out, and we looked at her, “Discord?”

“What?” we both asked, she rolled her eyes. “I mean the Discord from Equestria. If what you’re saying is true, and that there’s now actual, real magic in the human world that’s spreading, how far has it got to?”

“Let me see,” he turned back to the chalkboard and whipped it clean before drawing a circle with a line down the middle before it reached the center of it. The line moved clockwise, revealing a map of the whole country plus a few others. We noticed that our town was at the very center of this chalky radar. The second way around the board, the line was making a “Pong!” sound, revealing a cloud that encompassed about a third of the country from where we were.

“Fascinating,” I muttered, trading my coat for a navy blue coat with a parrot and an eye-patch. “So does this mean that all the magic that they’ve unleashed is all in the middle?”

“Yep,” my other self nodded. “By the looks of it… I think it’s growing a bit.”

Faust came right up front of the board to take a good look at where the magic is. “Excuse me, would either of you mind if I step out for a moment.”

“Sure,” my other self said, reaching into his pocket and giving her a card that was on a yarn necklace. “Just don’t forget your hall pass.”

She opened her mouth but shaking her head, she closed it and took the pass as she heads out the door, putting a hand over her hear.

“Agent M, this is Agent F, could you take a look at anything strange within a nine-hundred-mile radius from here?” So with that, she stepped out of the door.

“So,” Sunset said, “Does this mean that I have my magic back now? If that were true, then that would mean that I might be…. What? I’m the second most powerful pon- person on earth?”

“Make that third,” my other self said. “As far as powerful ponies go in this room, you are third compared to us,” he stretched his arm around my shoulder. “And even then, we’re still a close second to her?”

“Do you mean Twilight?” Fluttershy asked.

“Nope, I mean their mother,” he looked over to Celestia and Luna. “I must sadly admit that no one, not even me, holds so much as a flashlight compared to Madame Faust. Trust me, even before I was ever turned into stone, she and I had a fight and… let’s just say that the universe that I know and love was extremely lucky that it’s still there at all.”

Wait… What did he mean by that?

“But, what do we do now?” Celestia inquired, “I mean we’ve just learned that everybody within a nine-hundred-mile radius from our town now has, well, magic but we’re the only ones to have realized this.”

“Oh dear, she’s right,” Shimmer said, turning a bit pale. “If word gets out that everyone has magic that no one has any idea of what to do or how to work it properly, the result might be total chaos.”

“Not a bad trade-off if you’d ask me,” my other self replied.

“She’s right,” Sweetie Belle chimed in, “Plus, we don’t know what kind of powers everyone now has! I mean, what if bad guys hear about this, like Sombra, or even worse?”

“Well you do have a point,” I muttered, thinking back to all the ones that I know who are in jail and the Mental Hospital. Names popped in my head. Names like Gregor, Somnablua, Tirek, Sombra, and Chrysalis. What if they realized they had powers too, what would they do with it given their past record?

Or even frightening still, would Principal Cadence use her magic to be an out of control cupid?

“WHAT?!” Faust’s voice shirked from behind the door. “WHERE?!” her demands silenced everyone and their thoughts for a moment before her head popped from behind the door. “Celestia, Luna, it looks like I’m going to have to run now. It seems that I’m going to get quite busy for a while. Julius, would either you or you're other you please show me out? It’s a maze outside of this room and I don’t want to get lost in here. Also, thank of you dears so much for what you’ve done here.”

“You’re welcome,” I said, and with that, I had her teleported outside of my house.

13: Abracadabra.

“So getting back on track,” Simmer said, “What are we going to do now? Should we get Twilight?”

“You mean me?” Twilight the scientist asked, waving a hand to remind us that she’s still here.

“I mean the other Twilight,” Sunset clarified, “Besides, does she know that you’re here?” she turned her attention to my other self.

“Of course not,” he snickered, suddenly changing his clothes into one of those old fashion dark blue bathing suits before he jumped into the ceiling, making it splash and ripple like a swimming pool. He popped back up and started to swim above our heads. “As you can clearly see, I’m on vacation.”

“This night is just weirder and weirder,” Luna commented.

“Hey, other me,” he called out, “Aren’t you going to join me? The stucco’s great!”

“Hmm… Maybe later,” I turned to the improve classroom. I made my way stepping over desks and empty chairs over to my bosses, “By the way, sorry for dragging you two into this.”

“No actually,” Celestia said, “This time at least we get a heads up of another impending disaster waiting to happen.”

“I’m wondering,” Luna thought out loud, “If Rarity can use telekinesis and Rainbow Dash apparently has the ability to fly, what could everyone else do? What could we do?”

“Where I’m from,” the other me said, popping his head right over us. “The Celestia and Luna that I know have a reputation of rising, as well as setting the sun and moon.”

“What?” both my bosses asked at the same time.

“It’s true,” he took another breath and disappeared in the ceiling before popping out of Faust’s desk. “Didn’t anypony in here ever tell you? Over there, you two are treated like demigods because you can control the very sky to your will. You’re practically royalty over there. Scratch that, you two are royalty there.”

I could see both gears in my bosses heads turn, getting an idea of what they’ll be doing for Summer Break.

“So does this mean that we can do magic too?” Scootaloo asked. “Can I fly like how Rainbow just did?” She got on top of her desk before anyone could stop her, she jumped. Just like how Dash’s wings formed, her back formed those same type of wings that made out orange light before her feet touched the ground. She stopped a few inches above the floor, just hovering. Scootaloo moved her legs to feel nothing beneath her. “Oh, this is soo cool!”

“Oh! Oh! Can I try something?!” Pinkie asked, seeing Scoots getting a bit of attitude. She tried concentrating on a cup of pencils. The cotton candy girl squinted her eyes, wiggled her fingers, saying something in Latin, such as: “Sa hcus, nital ni gnihtemos gniyas.” When nothing happened, she got up onto her chair to jump from, only for to collapse on the tiled floor. “Hey, what gives? How come I’m not able to do what they did?”

Scootaloo lowered herself to the floor where her wings dissolved; she let a hand in helping her up. We heard the young girl’s stomach growling, “Huh, I just realized that I didn’t eat anything beforehand,” she said.

The pink one’s hair twitched, she looked up and reached in her curly hair. She reached in about half her arm into it before pulling out a cupcake with extra sprinkles. “Here you go,” Pinkie said.

“Thanks,” Scoots grabbed the cupcake, quickly realizing something that all of us wondered. “Wait, what was a cupcake doing in your hair?”

“I don’t know,” Pinkie admitted. “I just felt something so I just reached in and grabbed it."

Scootaloo stared at her, “Okay, that’s really random.” She inspected the cupcake for any traces of hair only to find none. She carefully took a bite of it, “Hey, not bad.”

“I wonder…” Sunset trailed off, looking over to her bag. She closed her eyes and the same firefly-like lights lit up around her head and the bag opened up for a book to fly out to her. Ms. Shimmer opened an eye to find that the telephone book was floating in front of her. She smiled, “Ha, I have my magic back! Oh this going to make life for me so much easier,” she had the book open and grabbed a nearby pen to start writing in it.

Luna snapped her fingers. If anyone knew her, including me, they would know that whenever Luna snaps her fingers, which means that she’s got an idea.

“Cel, I think I just figured it out!”

“Figured what out?” Celestia questioned.

“I think it’s apparent that now that it’s going to be impossible to keeps something like this a secret right?”

“And…”

“So if our students alone found out that they have magical capabilities, they would naturally freak out over it, correct?”

“Well of course,” Celestia nodded, “But where are you going with this?”

“Just hear me out on this.” She turned her seat to face her older sister, “We are principals of a school where our job is to make sure our students get educated, correct? So what if we drown out their inedible fears by educating them?”

I, Celestia, the older and younger girls as well as the other me blinked at this.

“I beg your pardon?” Sunset asked, giving her the same yet equally confused look that we all have.

“Think about it,” Luna continued, “How can someone be afraid of something if they’re educated on what it is and how to use it responsibly? What if hiding this isn’t the answer, but showing them how to use it to the student’s benefit as well how to be mature using something like this?”

“But didn’t you hear what we’ve just said?” Celestia deadpanned. “What this information gets into the wrong hands?”

“Then we might need somebody to show us how to combat someone who would do ill.” Luna turned to Ms. Shimmer, “Someone that knows how to use magic, to begin with?”

Sunny looked around, “Who? Me?”

“As far as I’ve heard,” Luna told her, “You’re apparently someone who knows how to use magic as you’re clearly demonstrating. So perhaps, if I may boldly ask, how about we call in an emergency assembly tomorrow?”

Suddenly, the book that Sunset was held in her… magic… light… thingy… started to right and vibrate loudly. She opened it and took a quick look at it before turning to my other self, “Hey Discord, it’s for you.”

My other self hopped out of the desk and his rubbery arm stretched out and snatched the book. I got a look at what it said before it faded. It read: “DISCORD!!! YOU GET YOUR MITCH-MATCH, FRANKENSTALLION OF A FLANK BACK HERE IN EQUESTRIA RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!! Love Twilight.”

14: Channel S.O.E.T. (Spying on Equestria Television).

Author's Notes:

Once again, I'm so sorry about the huge delays lately over the past several months, you could blame school on that. But since I'm finally done with my big paper and I have only have to take a test, I'm at last free!

So now, we returned to to the story.

Once our meeting was concluded, the crusaders, the young ladies, and my bosses returned to whence they came, with the crusaders promising to come over tomorrow, I was once again left alone with my other self.

“Huh, that was quick,” he commented, “I didn't expect for Twilight to find me out so soon.”

“Or maybe Sunset told her,” I shrugged, “Now then,” with a whistle, the improve classroom popped away and gave my studio back, “Do you think that she’ll be coming knocking on my door anytime soon?”

“I would be surprised if she hasn't already, let me check,” with a clap, a television set, the kind that I haven’t seen as a kid where it has rabbit ears and always shown in black-and-white came into existence while I went over to my canvas.

While he was turning on the ancient T.V. and I calling my paints over, I suddenly got an idea for a painting. So snapping my fingers for a pencil, I quickly sketch out my inspiration. Meanwhile, my other self was bending the rabbit ears into a pretzel.

“Come on… Come on…” he complained, “I know the signal is around- got it!”

I turned around, finding on the screen a slightly scorched Princess and a dragon holding an empty bucket with water dripping out of it.

“-etter now?” the little dragon on screen asked. Say what was his name again?

She shook her head around to get her floppy mane dry the same way a dog would after jumping in a mud puddle. “Yeah, sorry about that outburst Spike, it’s just I can’t believe that Discord would do something like this.”

“Hey, you want anything?” my alternative ego asked, holding up a bucket of popcorn.

“No, I’m fine,” I turned back to the canvas but kept my ears tuned in to T.V.

“This is bad Spike! A total catastrophe! Ugh, just when things were starting to look up, Discord would go behind my back and do this. Besides, how did he get past all of those security spells anyway?”

“Well, what do you think we ought to do?” Spike inquired, “Has Sunset said anything that Discord is doing over there?”

“Nothing much, all she told me was that Discord is over there with them and they've discovered that they have magic now.”

There was a pause.

“What?” Spike asked.

“I don’t quite understand it fully myself,” Twilight replied, “From what I could gather, Sunset has told me that she and Rarity can levitate, Rainbow and Scootaloo can fly, and Pinkie… Well, it isn't quite clear on what she’s able to do.”

“So does this mean that we need to make another trip?”

“Actually, before we do so, I think we should inform the other Princesses first; although, with somepony like Celestia finding this out, there’s no telling in how she’ll react.”

“Hey, other me,” I turned around in time to wave a remote out of nowhere and pausing the T.V.

“What?”

“Do you think all the fish heads need to be a Nickelodeon slime green or an artificial orange?”

“What are you doing?” he got up and walked over to where I was.

“My hobby,” I replied, “So what do you think?”

He looked at the canvas of recreating the classroom scene from ten minutes ago, but I replaced everyone’s face with a fish head.

“Go for the orange,” he said, “Also; you might want to add some antlers on Rarity there.”

I shrugged and he returned to the T.V. to press play.

“Huh, what was that?” Spike asked, “Didn't it feel for a moment as if the universe was somehow put on pause?”

“It must be nothing, now Spike, take a letter,” Twilight said.

“Whelp, I’m bored,” my other me said as he changed the channel. I think he was changing to several channels because I heard:

“Hold that thought Brae, uh how's this, before he says anythin’, let’s make a bet, who here like ta bet that Soarin’s really-”

Click.

“MOM! Derpy has crashed in our bathroom aga-”

Click.

“Ah! Right there Lyra! Right-”

Click.

I turned my head around, “What was that?”

“Nothing,” he said quickly, his cheeks had a touch of red. I was going to say something but decided against it. Perhaps it’s best if I didn't know.

Click.

“-and your idea of invasion was any better?”

“Don’t look at me; it was Twilight Sparkle that ruined our plans.”

“If you say so my Quee-”

Click.

“Oh! It’s on!” my other self called out. I turned, looking over to the screen I saw the familiar black-and-white image of the horseified version of my boss, Celestia.

I raised an eyebrow, and he noticed, “What?”

“Nothing, but the way that you sounded so excited back there, I couldn't help but think…” I shook my head and returned to my painting that’s missing one last detail.

“Oh, so you like her too, huh?”

I paused, “What are you implying?”

He smirked, “Come on, you know exactly what I’m implying. So how about it, how far did you get with her?”

I grunted, “We both know that either Celestia’s are out of our reach right?”

“Well, I just thought I ask, I mean, being in a new universe and all… you never know.”

“So I’m guessing that you didn't get far either right?”

“Call it Trotholm Syndrome or mere admiration, because either way, you might be right. I mean, when you've been battling out or arguing with somepony long enough, eventually you start to... kinda admire and envy them at the same time.” I stopped painting when he mentioned that, he continued, “As much fun as I have for causing chaos throughout a very amusing planet, you as well as I understand that we tend to envy those who always keep order because-”

“Because order tends to gain loyalty from others,” I finished his monologue a little too early.

He nodded, “Not to say that gaining friends such as Fluttershy and the Crusaders is quite a shock to the system. After all, chaos tends to push everyone and everything away. As nice as friendship is, do you too wonder what else in life that we might be missing out on?”

I paused for a moment, finishing the painting before turning back to him. “Yes but, why on Celestia?”

“Why not? What’s there not to admire, your Celestia and my share many things. Tall, good looking, she knows when she needs to keep order and when to have some fun. Even though she’s good at managing things, I’ll be the first to admit that I do feel sorry for her.”

Is he going to say what I think he’s going to say?

“She seems too restrictive at times,” he said, “As if she thinks that the greatest joys in life are tea and teaching. It’s like she’d didn't get a chance to live free from never-ending stress, paperwork, and whiny ponies that want to see her twenty-four seven.”

“But still out of reach,” I commented, walking over to the T.V. “Anyway, what are you expecting her to do.”

“Just watch,” he told me, and I did. Horsey Celestia was lying on her stomach reading a book with a piece of cake by her side when on the screen. Suddenly, a scroll popped in front of her. Her horn glowed and opened the piece of paper up.

She took a moment to read its contents. We saw her face changed from calm to concern, at the drop of a paintbrush.

“Of course," she sighed, "Another disaster waiting to happen, why am I not surprised?”

15: The Assembly.

Beep! “Attention students and faculty,” Luna’s voice over the intercom said at the start of third period. “Due to some unforeseen circumstance, all classes for third to fourth period have been canceled for today. Everyone, students and staff of Canterlot High, please report to the auditorium for an emergency assembly. I repeat: all students and staff report to the auditorium for an emergency assembly, thank you.”

As expected, my third-period class (as I imagine the rest of the school) expressed total confusion at the sudden announcement.

“Come on, you all heard her,” I told them, “Get your stuff and let’s head out.”

“Why? What’s going on?” one of my students asked as she and the rest of the class started to get up from their seats.

“Yeah,” said another student grabbing his books: “Did something happen?”

“Just do as the Vice Principle says,” I said as I walked over and opened the door. “So come on, let’s go all of you.”

My class did make their way into the halls along with the rest of the school. Students and teachers alike were completely bewildered at this sudden change of schedule. I guess watching them trying to figure out what’s going on gives me some pleasant entertainment from this morn’s events.

My alternative ego is gone.

Don’t ask me how the last time I’ve seen him was that he was laying on the couch like a house cat getting ready to fall asleep, and by morning, gone. Of course, I searched everywhere that I could think of. I even try to find him by radar but came up with nothing. I even searched the internet for any sign of him, but once again, he’s nowhere to be found.

I mean, I understand that he couldn’t be kept cooped up in one place for a while, but now I’m starting to get worried as to where he could have gone to. Plus, knowing me, if or when I do something like this, at least I would leave a calling card behind to show to the world that this is my work. I would think he would turn up again sometime today.

At least, I hope he would.

“Disc?” I was pulled out of my thoughts to find Ms. Cherilee there.

“Uh, what?”

“Do you know what this is about?” she asked, “I’ve been asking everyone else and nobody seems to have a clue what this is all about. Do you have any idea what’s going on?”

“I think I might have a guess,” I said, “But I don’t think I’m too certain about it though.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a little hard to explain, but let’s just say that I’ve heard that things are going to get interesting from here on out.”

She frowned, “Would you mind speak plain English instead of riddles?”

“Hmm… Nope,” I smirked.

Soon enough, the school was crammed into the auditorium like an overstuffed can of sardines. For some who aren’t in the rows of chairs, we stood in the aisles, but all of us were looking towards the stage. There on stage where both of the principles, Sunset Shimmer, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack.

Once it was made sure that everyone was there, Celestia took hold of the mic, “May I have your attention please everyone?” The auditorium quiets down once her voice was heard. “I know all of you are wondering what this is all about and why we’ve decided to suddenly cancel a couple of classes. Perhaps it’s best that it’s best if I get straight to the point. No doubt nearly all of you already know about the strange things that have been happening at this school recently.”

Many of the school nodded in agreement.

“And no doubt too that twice this year we almost came close to complete disaster. Yet I’m here to inform you all, as well as educate, students and staff alike, to prevent another disaster that may not happen here at the school, but all over the country as well.”

There were gasps and harsh whispers from all around, but Celestia continued: “Please, do not worry; we believe that the best way to combat this is through what we do best, and that is through education.”

“Educating us of what?” one of the teachers asked aloud.

“I will turn to Sunset Shimmer to explain it,” Celestia took the mic over to Ms. Shimmer in which she grabbed it.

“Everyone, I know this going to sound completely crazy for some of you. In fact, you might not even believe it. I don’t blame you, but it’s the truth. Especially if I told you that magic exists now.”

The room went quiet for a while.

“No, really,” Sunset said, “There is magic in this world and I can prove it. Watch,” She held the microphone out at arm’s length before she dropped it. But before it hit the stage floor, we saw the fireflies around Simmer’s head and the mic was stopped in the air, being wrapped in a golden light.

There was shock and awes in the crowd. We saw the mic being lifted back up and into Sunset’s hands. “That’s not all, Rainbow if you do the honors?”

“Sure thing!” she said, and with that, she started running to the front of the stage before jumping right off of it, before anyone could catch her, she sprouted those wings from last night and flew right over the crowd.

There were whoa’s, and cool’s, and my personal favorite “Holy Hell!” that the students and staff were exclaiming when she flew right over their heads. Rainbow flew around like a lost pigeon before returning to the stage where, once she touched the ground, her wings vanished.

The school cheered at Rainbow’s performance, and as expected, she took a bow.

“There’s also something else we need to demonstrate to all of you,” Sunset said as she signaled a couple of guys pushing one of those carnival things where you hit a weight to right the bell at the top, except there’s seem to be a lack of a sledgehammer.

“Finally, Applejack is going to do something that is deemed impossible, she going to use her leg to kick a ten-pound weight to hit that bell. Ready AJ?”

“Ready,” the farm girl replied back as she went up to it, turned around to face the school, and lifts up a foot before stomping on the tiny seesaw. The weight not only shot up to the top, not only rang the bell loudly, but it broke it!

“Whoa! Head’s up!” Applejack cried out when both the weight and the bell disappeared for a moment when it went up through the curtains above. Sunset’s used her magic to catch both before either made a few holes in the wooden floor.

“Phew,” Sunset commented as she gently laid the pieces on the ground. “So, with that out of the way, it’s time to really drop the bombshell here… Everyone in this room has one or a different variation of what all you have just seen.”

There was a solid pause before the entire auditorium erupted with a thousand hands asking a million questions.

Author's Notes:

Phew! Well, I'm not sure how this turned out, but, here you go.

I want to go on a bit longer, but since I'm somewhat tired, I think I should stop here.

Besides, I've just got a brilliant idea in how to explore Mr. Disc's character, and yes, it has something to do with Discord gone missing. I won't say much, but I can tell you is that Discord hasn't left at all, he's still there, but not where some of you expect him to be.