Twilight’s library was hella comfy feeling. There was this tranquil aura that permeated the rows of bound books and bottles of ink and sets of quills. Sunlight drafted in just the right angles to give maximum amount of sunlight but without the heat that came with it.

Dust glittered in swirling clouds of the rays of light that spread across the many high arching windows. Maybe it was because I was small, but the size of Golden Oaks Library was vastly bigger than in the show. I keep referencing the differences but I had nothing else to compare it too, it simply looked bigger than how the show presented it.

Everything was made in mind for the size and horizontal nature of ponies so floors were very waxed and worn but textured so that their hooves didn't slip. Things didn't go up too high but ceilings were vaulted so that it gave the room a wide air feel, ladders were built to have wide platforms. Tables generally were lower than average height, all the normal human things were built in a way to compensate for hooves. Hell even most doors didn't have handles on them for ease of access. I'd have to ask Twilight about what kind of dexterity the minor telekinetic abilities hooves had.

Maybe I wasn't clear on the whole subject but from what Pinkie Pie told me. When you place your hoof on a object or surface of something you can feel this sort of aura surrounding it, it doesn't extend far, about seven centimeters at most. But when you have it in your ‘aura’ you can flex your hooves like you are grasping something which then makes the object stick to your hoof.

It was the same with the pocket dimension that can hold objects. I don’t know how to fully describe it, but its it's kinda like being aware of something unseen. When I place a object in that space, which was extremely easy to do, because all you had to think about is letting it drop into that unseen space. You can ‘feel’ it like it was something out of the corner of your eye.

Like when you are reading something and you grab your cup of tea without looking because you know and feel it there.

It was very much like that.

For sanity’s sake and simplicity I'm going to call it my inventory. My inventory only had one slot, I could only hold one object at a time in it. As time goes on and it is used more often these slots multiply and expand accordingly because they had a ultra tiny mana drain and with mana drain came the deeping of one’s mana pool. The deeper your wells the more inventory space you can carry, Pinkie Pie tells me that her mana is quite developed because of the nature of ‘party’ magic which I reason is a cross between Evocation, Illusion, and Alteration.

Alteration and Illusion coming from the Schools of Magic from both Dungeons and Dragons and the Elder Scrolls series. Evocation coming from both D&D and the real life equivalent of the summoning of unseen energies to do the bidding of the user.

Though I may be getting this wrong since I didn't actually know what schools of magic there are in this universe. When Twilight had asked me what kind of school I wanted to study I gave her the general description of Destruction Magic. I don't even know if that was a class of magic here.

She didn't ask what destruction magic was but it was to be assumed she understood the gist of what I was asking.

I was sitting on a massive bean bag that seemed to suck me in while Sweetie snuggled next to me. I was laying my head on top of hers while she nestled closer to me to nap. Rarity was browsing the books and Spike was helping her like the love struck dragon he was. Twilight was currently comparing her notes to what was on this giant folding whiteboard, making sure she had everything down from her previous use of it in case she needed it later.

The squiggly text was all over the board with diagrams and some type of formula that resembled calculus. Twilight mumbled to herself as the quill in her magic raced across several sheets of parchment.

“Okay!” She exclaimed making me jump because I was dozing. Twilight’s magic danced across quite a few things as she organized her copies back on the large desk that was her obvious work area. Which was meticulously organized for all her needs to be on hand or in her case on hoof.

“Hello, I'm Twilight Sparkle. Of course you know but I wanted to formally introduce myself. I run the Golden Oaks Library and I am a student of The University of Canterlot currently apart of the Arch Magi Mastery Program, an elective to become the best of the best in magical theory and magical mastery. I’m also under the tutelage of Diarch Princess Celestia Illiana Raynel Aegle second of her name. I am twenty three Equestrian standard time years old and enjoy books, learning, friendship lessons, and spending time with my herdmates.” she said clearly and just above normal conversation levels. She walked over to the whiteboard and mumbled to herself before writing something in English!?

My jaw hit the floor, she just wrote her name in English!! The lettering was wonky as her natural tenancy to write in the flowing script ponies used bled through. She turned back to me and smiled brightly, clearly pleased.

“I take it by your expression you can read this right?” she asked indicating her name in red eraser board ink. I nodded slowly with a strangled cough.

“It’s the first thing anypony has written that I could actually read without trouble.” I said softly, Sweetie Belle snored quietly next to me compelling me toreflexively kiss her head and nuzzle her mane.

“Excellent! So I was right! This here is old Mal’gur Kor translated as ‘Script of Mountains’ which is a language that died out over seven thousand years ago. Diamond Dogs and Omi use a highly modified version of the language after many years of slang and influence of other cultures. Many of their letters still use these as bases.” she chirped happily.

“When we pulled you and Sweetie from that chamber, there was a strange terminal that had images of a civilization that was unlike any I had seen and many of the words used similar characters of Mal’gur Kor. I’m not a proper translator but I did manage to decipher enough to write my name in the language.” She smiled in a proud of herself way. Damnit Twilight, if you get any more adorable I might suffer from a cute induced heart attack.

“Since you recognize it and even understand it, what is this language called?” she asked lifting up her dry marker to write.

“It’s called English.” I said then stopped as the way I said it sounded really weird.

“English.” I repeated, why did it sound so weird!? “Twilight something must be wrong with my ears because when I say the name it sounds… alien.” I sat up straighter now looking very concerned.

“English, huh. Well it might sound weird because it's not in Ponish or Equestrian. You’ve been speaking in southern Bitain Ponish ever since you got here, which I found extremely odd for a being from another dimension speaking perfect if accented Ponish.” She said looking up and thinking.

“I mean I've had theories that my brain is somehow tricking itself into understanding you all. Because to me it sounds like you are all speaking English and I'm sure I don’t know any other because I can’t speak in French or German.” Wow that was really strange, because I understood the words I said and pronounced them right but when I heard them they sounded so alien.

“Your line of reasoning would be plausible since I had similar ideas on how you are speaking Ponish.” Twilight agreed writing a few things on the whiteboard in her Equestrian script.

“I reasoned that when you entered Sweetie’s consciousness, you managed to link Sweetie’s Brocas area to the Animus Coil of your spirit. I'm going to assume you don't know how Spiritus Animai works, do you?” she asked as she began to draw a small diagram of a pony in basic standing position.

“No, to my knowledge the idea of a spirit or soul was a highly debated subject among theologians and purist scholars of science who did not believe in an afterlife consciousness. Of course. even the soul was debated on by theologian holymen across the many religious groups on exactly what it was.” I replied placing my head back on my other half, feeling that current of warmth and comfort from simple skin to skin contact provided.

“Ah, so I take it that soul was often used in religious connotations rather than pure scientific ones.”

I nodded letting her continue.

“A significant difference between our realities, for us early mages discovered the energy that controlled the physical body which was called Spiritus Animai or Animation of Spirit. Spirit being derivative of very old Ponish meaning ‘Moving Energy’ or ‘Living Vibration’ later it was found that mana and spirit were closely related to one another.” She said drawing a large bubble around the diagram pony. Which she drew a concave curve on either side if the pony inside the large bubble.

“Spiritus Animai is what makes us move, live, and exist physically in this reality. All living creatures, including plants have Spiritus. Spiritus is separated into three aspects ‘Cognition’ which is all mental aspects from emotion to logical problem solving to how reality is seen.” she said drawing a gear in a smaller tiny bubble around the head.

“To keep things simple we are just gonna call it ‘emotion’ rather than its pony-latin name.” she said sheepishly as she drew a small heart inside the pony.

“And finally ‘Presence’.” she drew a wavy line just above the pony body.

“Spiritus or just spirit retains cognitive, emotional information. They are the over consciousness of the physical, the information we gather in our physical minds is transferred to the spirit albeit much slower than the physical. Spirits are energy that retains emotional and cognitive information, emotional comes from the physical mainly but it can shape how information is gathered through the cognitive shaping the spirit as time goes on.” She continued turning back to me and sitting down on her bean bag which was smaller than mine and Sweetie's.

“So, now that you understand that spirit can retain information. Spirit is able to do the opposite, it can give information to the physical.” She said grinning at me.

“So if I'm following along right, What you are implying is that when I merged with Sweetie I absorbed her knowledge on how to speak and translate Equestrian into my native language.” I said thinking about my own soul or whatever it was.

“Correct! You catch on fast! Not a lot of ponies understand the explanation first time around.” Twilight clapped her hooves together in praise, I blushed lightly.

“It took me sometime to really understand Spiritus when I was in Unicorn School.” Rarity said from her nook somewhere off to my left, she was casually reading a large book which was surprisingly a paperback. It had a stylized image of a strapping diamond dog with a young looking maiden mare being held in its arms.

“How come?” I wondered aloud to her.

“Spiritus study involves lots of advanced maths dear. I might have a head for business and ledgers but I certainly don’t have a head for the calculus involved. I barely made it through Algebra class. Mr. Burn was so very displeased with me when I was there.” Rarity snorted a laugh, Twilight sighed.

“Mr. Burns wasn't that bad.” Twilight argued weakly.

“What with that divorce he was going through when I went to school, his blood pressure got the best of him most of the time.” Rarity said lowering her book and shaking her head.

“You guys went to the same school?” I questioned curious if they had been schoolmates at some point.

“No darling, I graduated Magic school way before Twilight had come into the picture. We lived over in Clover Heights before mummy decided to move to Ponyville because the railway was much closer. Had to walk four miles just to catch the train to Canterlot which was where the closest magic school was.” Rarity put her book down after flipping a page.

“So Magic School is different than primary or college?” I looked between them with a half smile.

“Magic School is for Unicorns or anypony that had a Foci Anchor with them. There you learn about the Big Three, and other spells if you want to take electives. All unicorns have to go since we have a lot of natural mana in us and wild spells can happen if we don't know how to mold the mana right.” Twilight piped up drawing my attention again.

“Anyways that's the basics for Spiritus. I know we didn't go over Presence but that is a topic that can go on forever because it is theory.” Twilight said wiping away the picture of the pony on the whiteboard.

“So when can I learn magic?” I asked trying not to sound too eager.

“Today if we can get to it, I still have tons more to talk about. Where was I? Oh your connection with Sweetie and language, so since I didn’t have a lot of time to explain and you were already extremely tired I didn’t want to overwhelm you more than you were.” Twilight apologized, as she drew two diagrams of Sweetie and I.

“So!” She said turning around to face me to talk.

“You and Sweetie aren't just two souls bound together, you two are the same soul if that makes any sense. Warm Smile, you and Sweetie’s essences share the same Spiritus which is really cool, the only reason we could distinguish between the two of you was a .00021 frequency differential and that was hard since it took all three of us to find the pathways that make up you. Sweetie’s Spiritus was cracked indicating that there was a very large tear in her essence which you filled.” Twilight said in a sing song voice clearly happy to talk about her magical achievements.

“So I'm resonating on the same frequency as Sweetie Belle?”

“Kind of yes and no, so when… creatures die.” She said nervously looking over to Rarity.

“Their spiritus naturally and gradually escapes the physical back into the mana streams, usually occupying another creature of the same type. However when the body experiences trauma suddenly and very quickly the Spiritus sort of ‘rips’ in its sudden escape from the physical. This trauma can make the spiritus bleed out in very small increments if the creature survives the incident. This leads to vegetative states because as the spiritus leaves the body the creature loses its higher brain functions and begins to shut down.” Twilight said drawing a big cross connecting line between the two diagrams.

“You are her spiritus as much as she is yours, whatever that machine was it somehow melded information of both spirits into a singular being. Because clearly you are your own individual and not something from the subconscious. This leads to problems with what we did however.” Twilight continued as she drew a chain between us.

“When we ‘separated’ you two we didn't actually separate you because it would be impossible to separate you two from each other. We instead anchored one frequency to the clone and kept the oversoul in Sweetie Belle so you aren't so much a individual as a extension of Sweetie. You probably felt that strange sensation of cold and pulling right?” She asked turning back to me.

“Yeah a few times.” I answered.

“That's the anchor we attached to Sweetie to keep you going too far from one another. It’ll get bigger as time goes on but when I said you will die if you go to far from her I mean it. That body of yours was mainly made of magic with a few organic bits, the mirror pool gave us something to work with because building a body from scratch is not easy and we had limited time. I'm amazed that we pulled off what we did in the first place!” She said floating a thermos over and taking a long draft of its contents, she wiped away the water from her lips and continued.

“Then again, having two of the most powerful ponies in equestria work with you and pull strings like no tomorrow. Did I make history? Because I think I made history working on you. I've never heard of anypony creating functioning organic lifeforms using a magical construct base.” She wondered getting excited that she might if did a scientific breakthrough without even realizing it.

“You just might, Twilight. I personally wouldn't want anypony else messing with my- our soul other than Lulu and Tia.” I said truthfully, I had complete faith in them and the other main six including the CMC.

And Gabby, I would throw myself in front of a truck for that cute cinnamon roll of a griffon. She is too pure for this world.

If anyone deserves a cutie mark it is her damnit.

Twilight blushed at the praise and looked slightly mortified that I called the two most powerful Alicorns of the country Lulu and Tia.

“Lulu and Tia? Oh my darling that is adorable. It would be very cute pet names in their little circles. From my source in Canterlot, Celestia and Luna aren't seeing anypony though. Though I think I heard rumors that Luna is currently looking for somepony to snuggle up to.” Rarity said from over her book giggling at the nicknames.

“Princess Luna looking for somepony? For real?” Twilight asked skeptical, not sure to trust the gossip that Rarity consumed.

“Oh yes dear, why wouldn't she?” Rarity set her book down again and sipped on her own beverage which Spike had just set down for her. “Thank you, Spike.” she said before turning back to us.

“She’s been gone for nearly a thousand plus years, I would think a beautiful mare like her would be very eager to have somepony comfort her after all that time.”

“Yeah but she still feels really guilty because of her actions. She might be beating herself up for something that's over and done with.” I said knowingly, having talked to Luna herself. “I suggest we go see her at some point when she has free time.”

“Well… Princess Celestia did want to check up on you, so I suppose a trip to the castle wouldn't be too much trouble. I’ll message the other girls about going there, I need a book from Canterlot Central Library for one of my projects anyway.” Twilight said in a offhand sort of way as she walked over to her desk and shuffled a few papers and moving a few books around.

“Sorry to draw the subject away, darling don't mind me I'm only hearing bits and pieces of your lessons.”

“It’s no issue Rares, we were going to move on from the spiritus subject. Lets see…” She mumbled as she looked through her notes.

“Brief history of Equestria, the abridged abridged version of Yewmin’s A brief history of Equis and her Species.” She said pulling a utterly massive heavy bound book that was a dark burgundy color and almost as tall me! Spike wasn’t kidding when he said the book was huge!

“I’m… not going to slug through that am I?” I asked gingerly not wanting to provoke the purple horse into a learning frenzy.

“This? No! No, I just picked and chose certain subjects that are vital to living here.” She laughed nervously quickly placing a few more notes back onto her desk. She opened the book a few moments later coughing as a dust plume exploded upward from the old tome.

“Spike, did we make sure to dust the history section in the library?” She asked making Spike look up from putting away some stray books.

“Yeah, but that section rarely gets used so it collects dust really quick. Nopony wants to read the really big, boring tomes on the history of Vanhoover.” He said stacking a few books and picking them up.

“Hmph.” Twilight pouted as she rubbed her nose holding look that said she needed a few good sneezes but was holding herself back.

“About us!” she said brightfully then sneezed a few times cutely.

“A-About us! As you probably guessed we are Ponies, you’ve probably heard that a few times the past couple of days and you seem to know who we are so that’s something we can check off the list.” She mused as a quill checkmarked a paper on her podium desk.

“Ponies are divided into three groups! We have us, Unicorns or as the original tribes use to call us ‘Méltha’ which means ‘glowing ones’. We are the less populated of all three of the groups we are about a 3:5:8 ratio of birth populous. This is due to a gene in our DNA that puts us on the recessive spectrum while we do have a dominant unicorn gene we have a less likely chance of being unicorn than earth or pegasi. Magenta eye color is a dominant gene in all ponies, while Apple Bloom’s orange yellow ones are recessive, it’s similar to that.” Twilight drew a gene chart and placed the letters that she knew in English in a familiar order that you see in biology books about human genes.

(Place Diagram here for visual understanding)

“Pegasi are the the middle ground, having a higher chance of birth than unicorns when you mix, say an Earth pony and a Pegasus pony. Most of the time you will get an Earth pony, but depending on each individual’s genetics Pegasi will be born more so than Unicorns. And finally Earth ponies are the dominant subspecies of ponies, they account for about 68.3% of Equestria’s population making them a high majority of ethnicity among the pony population on Mira.” She said finishing her second gene chart.

“Mira?” I said stopping her before she continued.

“Uh-huh! Mira is the continent’s name, the one where the kingdom of Equestria is located, but we will get into geography later.” she said taking another swig of her thermos then cleared her throat. Sweetie Belle twisted and laid out on her back the shuffle of the bean bag beads inside popping as she snored and mumbled something.

“So in summary, Unicorns are the minority of ponies. Recorded instances say that Zebra and Pony foals can sometimes adopt the Unicorn trait of a horn or wings of a Pegasus. However the Zebras live further down south of the Equestrian border populating a small nation in the Guildwind Rainforest which means we don’t see too many Zebras here in northern Equestria. Our local Potions Mistress Zecora is the only Zebra resident in Ponyville though she lives outside town limits she is still considered apart of our community. We had an issue with cultural differences not but a year ago.” Twilight said thinking about it.

“As a species they are one of the few compatible with our genetic structure to have foals, Diamond Dogs and Omi can’t produce offspring with us.” She stopped as soon as I opened my mouth waiting for the question.

“Omi? I'm familiar somewhat with Diamond Dogs but I’ve never heard of the Omi.” I said very curious of what they could be among the many species of Equis.

“Omi are a bipedal feline like race, like the Diamond Dogs they have dexterous hands and are known for their unique personalities and sharp wit. Diamond Dogs on the other hoof while bipedal have very large upper bodies and thus have a hunched posture because of this their hands are less dexterous but make up for it in power. As the species is known for their ability to dig and create vast interconnecting tunnel networks with their large shovel like hands shows that they are and were a solely subterranean race back before the 365 A.U. discovery of ‘modern’ Equestrian biologists who were exploring the southern half of Mira.” She said placing emphasis on the word modern.

Which I took as modern during that time.

“The following discovery of the species had been recorded before but this was the first official contact that was met with diplomats and communication experts to come to trade and share embassies. Dimondia has a large pony embassy and is frequently visited by Princess Celestia. The city is suppose to be breathtaking from reports as its located in a pocket cavern ecosystem.” She said looking a bit dreamy at the prospect of going somewhere outside the country and sightseeing.

“I was foalnapped by a few of the ruffians, had both governments in a tizzy. They weren't awful to me, but apparently they thought abducting somepony to do their work was acceptable. They’ve been arrested and put in probation last I heard from my lawyer. The whole spectacle was tiresome and if it weren't for my incredible acting skills I don’t think they would of let me go.” Rarity said bitterly, obviously miffed by the whole event.

“Ugghhh, don’t remind me.” Twilight said rubbing her head like she had just gotten a reflex migraine. “That was a nightmare, the tunnels they were making were illegal since they didn't have building permits or permission from the landowners. Unlawful extraction of Equestrian resources, a diplomatic wreck since those four idiots were technically outlaws as they broke off because of greed. Sweet Celestia so much paperwork!!” Twilight whined sitting on her butt and rubbing the sides of her head.

“Why were you doing paperwork?” I asked.

“The Princess needed a liaison between the two governments I had to work with a poor rookie liaison who was fresh out of law school because they were the closest ones to the capital.”

“Ouch. I’m very sorry Twilight.” I said with heartfelt pity for the young pony.

“She’ll be okay Smiley. Twilight darling you are going to give yourself a headache if you continue on like that.” Rarity said who was now laying down her hooves crossed and still reading her book.

“Right… Right, pull yourself together Twi.” Twilight mumbled taking a deep breath than smiled at me which I smiled back at her.

“That incident aside, Diamond Dogs are incredible architects having a natural affinity to earth magic. They understand weight and the distribution of it much better than our leading architects.” She said sipping from her thermos then lightly swirling the liquid as she thought.

“Equestria isn’t quite diverse as the Princess wants, but Canterlot houses an assortment of Zebra, Minotaur, Omi, I think there is a Sphinx that lives in the Gateway District. They are rather large and many pony places don't consider their size since they primarily live west of Hilsæder, The country of Griffins. In a very large savanna where the kingdoms of Zebra and Saddle Arabia are located.”

“You know we said we wouldn’t talk about geography but you are talking a lot of geography.” I mused playfully, which the purple mare blushed.

“Sorry, I realized that you can’t talk species without mentioning where they come from.” She apologized still blushing.

“It’s okay, I've actually seen a map of Mira before. If I could show you I would but humans have their own maps of this world also there was one in the school but it looked half complete” I sighed feeling kinda useless because I couldn’t write nor could I draw, I now knew how the renaissance period boomed, it sucked not being able to learn all this amazing knowledge because you cant even read a signpost.

“Speaking of… would you mind telling me about that? I heard you talking to us about it before and Princess Luna had gotten a somewhat vague answer from you.” Twilight asked her clipboard floating over to take notes.

“It's going to sound weird.” I warned her, I wouldn't lie to her but I wouldn't tell her everything either. Rarity tried subtly leaning forward to hear more though her turned ear gave her away.

“Weird is fine otherwise it wouldn't be so interesting!” she chirped giving me a grin.

“Alright then.” I said situating myself so I was more comfortable with Sweetie on top of me.

“This is going to sound a little creepy, or I guess weird in general. But you all were animated cartoons in my world.” I said laying my head on my soulmate.

“Animated cartoons? As in cinema?” Twilight asked raising a eyebrow, her tail flicking. I nodded.

“Yes, much of my knowledge of this universe is from the very same cartoon. The reason why I know all your names, like how I knew about Lyra and Moondancer.”

Twilight’s eyes got bigger but her expression remained restrained. Her quill was going a kilometer a minute though.

“The cartoon depicted this world somewhat accurately, we however were never privy to personal information such as your private life as the show focused on the bonds of friendship between you six element bearers and the struggles you go through to grow as ponies. While it did show certain areas that one would consider private like bedrooms and personal moments between you six and others, it was always focused on the friendship lesson you learned and wrote about rather than detrimental information like bank account information and etcetera, etcetera.” I stated as professionally as I could.

“In our world your world was considered fictional, even though the quality of the show was excellent and portrayed your personalities very well almost to a T. However I was or think I was an individual that liked and even loved the show, and followed it closely. Because I remember things that aren't just in the past at this point but also the potential future. Which I have been extremely reluctant to share that information due to paradox called the Butterfly Effect in my world.” I said as Twilight continued to scribble away, Rarity had her book down and a distant thoughtful look.

“And this Butterfly Effect?” Twilight asked as she continued to write.

“The saying is ‘The flaps of butterfly wings cause tidal waves far away’ which is a simplification of the destructive potential or randomness that interference from outside forces such as myself can cause drastic changes to the future of the world. Even now by my existence I have changed and reshaped the destiny, if there is such a thing, of this entire world. I just don't want to cause a paradox by accident depending on how this reality works, or change the entire outcome of events because I care about you all.”

“This isn't a mean question Smiley but I would like to know, why do you care about us?” Twilight asked softly giving me a reassuring smile that she wasn't questioning my capacity to care about them just simple curiosity.

“You are all I have.” I said my voice cracking like a broken squeaky toy. Rarity had her book down completely and was watching us both while Spike peaked around a corner listening too.

“I have no recollection of my history, I can only recall being human but nothing of personal importance. However I know about all of you, I loved the show that I do remember. How all of you were innocent compared to my world’s standards as the show was originally created for young children and young preteens but became popular among older adults. I was one of the older adults but I cannot remember how old, Twilight Sparkle and Pinkamena Diane Pie were and are my favourite characters.” I said holding Sweetie’s sleeping form to give me comfort.

“I love Twilight Sparkle because of her bright but beautiful personality, the positive and academic view she has since I find myself to academically inclined and curious of my world. There is a strange feeling seeing somepony that you have seen grow so much as a individual but only from the perspective of a spectator. I know some of your little quirks, I know about Miss Smarty Pants. Whatever you do Twilight do not use the ‘want it, need it’ spell on anypony, messing with the mind of another can end in bad results.” I said smiling sadly, I didn't have the courage to look at them so I looked at my soulmates sleeping face and how pretty she was.

“I’ve seen you become something great and you make Princess Celestia proud with your tenacity and strong heart to do what is right but also be mindful of others. I love Pinkie Pie because she is more ‘human’ than anypony else, she hides a lot of hurt and I do the same because I really do hurt inside but I don't know why I do. Pinkie Pie despite all that hurt she has always thinks of others before herself and her passion to make others laugh. I relate to her more than others because I watched her grow as that pony into something more than what she is. I’ve always watched you, even if it was a cartoon. I hoped and believed that out there somewhere in the hundreds of realities that you all existed.” I said gently kissing Sweetie’s forehead as she snuggled closer.

“And now, here I am. In the world I always dreamed of, the world I watched these colorful, bright, pastel ponies struggle, cry, laugh, sing, and brave the world that is much bigger than we know… I’m just scared that one day… I'll wake up from this… you know?” I said finally looking up at Twilight who was sitting down and looking at me with a expression I couldn't place. I looked back down feeling a small spark of harmony fill me.

“A hundred thousand stories have filled my head… as I look for the answers in what I've read.” I whispered my voice carrying the soft tune of the song.

“Secretly waiting for my life to change… and with this transformation, something has changed.” I sang very softly more for myself than anything else.

“Now the world is bigger than I know… I’m losing all control, I never thought I'd make it.” It felt good to sing this even if it was soft because it felt true to me, even though this song was dedicated to Twilight for her transformation into the alicorn and her very extended lifespan.

“Now I know. This world spins faster than you know.” I finished, the spark disappearing rapidly which I blinked and rubbed my face.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened. We were talking about educational stuff and I made everything-"

“NO!” Twilight yelled making me flinch, she coughed adjusting her volume to speak properly. “No, don't apologize for that Warm Smile. Yes, it was sad, but it was also real. Harmony doesn’t just make us randomly sing, it makes us sing from what's inside our hearts. I…” she said quickly her jaw moving trying to think of the right words to say.

“I felt that song, because it felt true. You should never apologize for your heart and how it feels, it's what makes us our true selves..” Twilight said walking over and looking at me on the bean bag.

“May I hug you Warm Smile?” She asked… I looked away feeling guilty I brought the mood of the room down. I felt her hooves wrap around my upper half and her warmth press against my chest and cheek.

“You all are all that I have… and I don’t want to disappear. Because I love you.” my voice cracked again as Twilight squeezed me tight against her.

“I-I hate that I hurt so much… I hate that I don't have any reason to hurt. Even though you tell me, that dark cold ball in my chest doesn't want to feel it.” I stammered…

“Smiley… Do you want something to eat? You might feel better?” Twilight asked as soft sniff from where Rarity was sitting made me look over to see Rarity trying to blink away a few tears.

I felt horrible, I felt horrible that I had made Rarity cry, that I ruined the lesson… why couldn't I keep my mouth shut?

Things would be better if I had.

“Hey… Hey…” Twilight said lifting my chin to her face. “Don’t beat yourself up over this, this is a good thing Warm Smile. I can't say I relate to the whole situation, but I know what it feels like to beat yourself up after you said something. I’m thankful that you shared this with us because it lets us know you do hurt, and that you really do care about us because you care about how we feel towards you. Warm Smile I want to know more about you, because I want to be your friend.” Twilight said pressing her nose to mine gently.

“It's shown me that ponies or people who truly care about their friends sometimes beat themselves up because they want to be somepony they can feel happy with. It shows that they care deeply for them, and it's good to be honest with those feelings because those friends care too.” Twilight said in her voice that meant she really did learn something valuable. It wasn’t the lighthearted one that I knew but one with real conviction.

“So how about that snack hmm? I made some yam muffins earlier for breakfast and they are still good.” Twilight said smiling gently at me I nodded slowly and she let go of me, Sweetie stirred her sleepy eyes opening in a bleary haze.

“Smiley?” She mumbled, slowly sitting up to sit with me on the bean bag. She sat her head on mine as I felt a bitter kinda empty feeling in my heart, but the surface feeling of the real care these ponies had for me tried to pick at the hollowness.

“Y-Yeah?” I asked my voice cracking again, I have a high pitched voice like Sweetie’s but mine was on a husker side kinda like if you mixed Sweetie squeaky with Scootaloo’s raspy. Rarity slowly made her way over to our bean bag sitting down beside us and giving me a concerned look.

“I love you.” she mumbled, giving me more light headbutts trying to hammer that into my head. Unfortunately I had a very thick skull, and let out a shaky breath with a small sad laugh.

“Smile, darling.” Rarity said gently to my side and I looked up at her.

“I wish I could whisk those feelings away and see you happy. I don't pretend to understand that empty feeling but it still needs to be addressed because I care Warm Smile Belle.” She said sniffing and quickly catching a stray tear before clearing her throat.

“I never had a pony with such pain inside them before. I feel helpless that I can't do any more than just tell you that I’m here for you, and that I love you too. And it might be a bit premature to say that but I’ve cried because I don't want you to feel that hollowness.” Rarity said gently placing her hoof around my shoulders and leaning into me.

“You are new, fresh, the world is an exciting place filled with all sorts of wonders. But I try to look at things from your perspective dear, and I would be scared too.” She said as she pressed her cheek against the top of my head and gingerly rubbed my back.

“So… displaced in everything. Body, mind, and soul all different, no memories to fall back on. Why I wouldn't make it through the first couple of hours without crying” She said kissing the top of my head trying to do the same as Sweetie.

“I want to tell you a secret okay? You too Sweetie come here-” Sweetie moved closer so she was in a double hug with me in the middle.

“The secret is…” She paused for effect, “That its it's okay to feel scared Warm Smile, none here would ever truly be courageous even I and I faced a dark mirror reflection of Princess Luna. I was terrified that I wouldn't come home that night, to see Sweetie Belle or talk to my mother and father and tell them that I love them. That Rainbow, my shining blue bird, wouldn't live to see tomorrow or my precious Pinkie Pie who had the hardest of them all because when I really recall that night she was just as scared as I was if not more than anypony else.” Rarity said quietly talking in a hushed whisper.

“Every step of the way I wanted to turn tail and run, hide in the darkness and just cry that I wasn't brave enough to go with. I think you are just like me Warm Smile, even if you don't show it well and your expressions are sometimes strange. Yet here you are sitting here, living another heartbeat, taking another step. That shows tremendous courage don't you think? Crying and scared out of your mind but still strong enough to take another step. You wouldn't be here otherwise…” She said looking down at me and smiling, her eyes big and blue. I looked away while still in her arms and nodded slowly.

Even though I felt this terrible dread and emptiness, I was still here.

“Warm Smile would you be mad if I suggested we head to the hospital this evening and see if we can’t get a appointment with Dr. Melody Love or Dr. Starry Charm. To check on if we are missing something and help you feel better, okay?” She said rubbing my nose softly with her own.

“Dr. Starry Charm is awesome Smiley, she helps out Scootaloo a lot!!” Sweetie agreed, nuzzling my cheek too as I was enveloped by my soulmate and now my adoptive mom in very soft kisses and nuzzles trying to make me feel better.

…

Twilight Sparkle sat down the glass of juice she was placing on a tray, she had written a brief letter to the princess about Warm Smile’s mental health status and a few questions and worries about what to do.

Twilight stared at the glass for a long time, while the yam muffins were being reheated. Spike was sitting at the kitchen table looking unsure and worried at the same time.

The math was racing through her head as she recalled the runes she had placed into the construct body. Especially those of the mental area to make sure she hadn't bucked up big time. Those feelings in there were something she never has dealt with, but she now understood why her grandmama had gone to that hospital there in Greenmeadow.

Depression.

She couldn't understand at the time why somepony could be so loved yet so sad. She told her grandmama all the time that she loved her, her momma told her grandmama that she loved her too and that she was the best mother anypony could ask for…

She was super young at the time probably five at most when her grandmama tried to jump off a high bridge. She broke several bones but lived because somepony saw her jump.

She was admitted to Greenmeadow and there she was still, grandpapa was a dedicated unicorn and visited her every chance he could get even eventually moving in the town next to the sanatorium while she and her family stayed in Canterlot.

She remembered sitting in the room with her mom and grandmama, a lot of the time grandmama would talk and joke around like she had always done telling her that she was the brightest pony she’d ever known.

And then.

Other times grandmama didn't talk, she would look out the window with eyes that didn't really see. Lost. Struggling to find something in the ‘grey fog’ as she called it.

Later she learned that her grandmother had Manic Depressive Disorder, her brain didn't make enough of the serotonin to keep her brain chemistry balanced and she went into these dark suffering fits that lasted long enough that she would consider her taking her own life.

Today she saw a little of that in Warm Smile, that downward look and lost tone that reminded her of her grandmama. She rubbed a few tears away at the memory of sitting in her grandmama’s room when she visited a year ago.

“Twilight…” Lavender Sun said her voice barely above a whisper, her grandmother’s beautiful long dark royal purple hair braided by Twilight herself. The 289 mare was still as youthful looking as she was in her 100s pretty turquoise eyes, the same dark ones that Shiny had, glimmering in the grey light of a rainy day.

“Yes, Grandmama?” Twilight asked flipping through a few books that she had been showing her grandmother since she loved them as much as she did.

“Why does life exist?” Lavender Sun asked not looking at her but still out her window., Twilight blinked unsure how to answer that.

“There is a lot of theories why, but nopony is sure why life exists.” Twilight said but looked confused at the sudden question.

“At one point…” she started blinking slowly like she did when she was in a dip of her mood.

“I thought Harmonious created the world and light… and brought life from the seeds she had when she came from the above…” Lavender Sun gave a tired laugh at the memory.

“But… now…” she said slowly taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.

“I think the God of Circles made this world…” Lavender Sun smiled bitterly.

“The God of Circles?” Twilight asked not knowing any formal deity by that name.

“They made everything in a circle… life… death… rebirth. Renewal and decay, good and evil… they are circles. Big unseen circles that turn and turn and turn. What happens when somepony just wants to stop?” She asked looking over to Twilight, her face scared by the fall and the breaking of bones. But still ethereally beautiful.

“We get up from sleep, we go to work, we toil away under the sun, we go home, we relax, go out to have some fun, then sleep again… maybe if we are lucky we get to dream. Then we wake up again. In a endless loop.” She said somberly turning her head back to the rain soaked grass of the courtyard, she made a ‘tick tock’ noise in time with the small clock on the wall for a minute.

“What happens when somepony looks up and says ‘I don't wanna be apart of this anymore. I want something more.’ beyond love, beyond spirit…” She said waving her hoof to the sky weakly.

There was a long silence as Lavender sat still, her breathing the only indication that she was still here, then she pulled herself up and pulled Twilight close to her.

“Twilight… I love you… but I feel so… so tired and there isn't anything that I can do to make it go away. Somedays I feel like myself and I can see the happiness in me… then like a snowflake drifting in the wind it’s gone. There is an emptiness in me that gets so deep I can't feel anymore… and I cry. Because it hurts the bit of me that wants to go on… food doesn't taste that good, water just makes sick… but I do it anyways because I love you and I'm sorry that I tried to take my life.” She said her voice croaking as tears suddenly flowed down her cheeks.

Twilight hugged her grandma tightly letting the older mare cry on her shoulder, Lavender Sun apologizing that she was so… broken.

“Twilight? Twilight!” Spike yelled in her ear, making her stagger to the side holding her ear because of the pain of having a voice shouting in your sensitive ears.

“Buh!? What!?” She sputtered looking around to see if there wasn't a fire in the oven which she panicked and nearly toppled over to magic the fire extinguisher near the end of the counter.

Spike was standing nearby and looking at her like ‘what is a matter with you’ sort of look, the yam muffins on top of the stove and turned off freshly warmed.

“I got the muffins out for you, you okay? You were lost in your little world again.” he asked slightly exasperated, “Nearly let the muffins burn.”

“Huh?” she replied intelligently then blinked as her adrenaline cooled in her veins, the half held fire extinguisher in her magic lopsided as she blushed and put it down.

“Sorry, Spike, I was just thinking of grandmama.” Twilight sighed, shaking her head as she picked up the muffins and placed them on the tray for everypony.

“Is it because Smile sounded like her?” Spike whispered his spines lowering just a tad.

“Yeah.” Twilight sighed again, “It's been a while since we’ve seen her, she still writes letters back to me so we kinda neglected going to see her more often…” she closed her eyes feeling a slight throb of her heart at the uselessness of magic to fix something like that. Magic can’t solve all the world’s problems, its it's why technology advances as they study more and more complex forms of magic.

“I just feel kinda useless, my talent is magic but magic can’t help ponies that hurt like that. If you can't help somepony with a problem then how can friendship help with my grandmama or Smile? Some element I am.” She spat bitterly, then sat down gathering a few more things for everypony to eat a nice lunch together and maybe get more talk in of the world because Warm Smile needed to know some social stigmas to help her.

“Twi, you are being too hard on yourself. Dad always said ‘you are your own worst critic’, and didn't you just tell Warm Smile not to beat herself up over things?” Spike deadpanned then folded his arms “Besides, that extensive dialogue you’ve had me read in the study of friendship with Princess Celestia multiple times, stated that there are issues out of everypony’s control and the only thing you really can do is just be there for them. Check on them, and just love them. Which is all you can do, I would like to say I share the same mentality about caring about Warm Smile but saying and doing are two different things. So do what you can rather than say what you can.” Spike listed off from the hundreds of scrolls he had burped up between the princess and her.

“You are right, thanks Spike.” Twilight said nuzzling the baby dragon’s cheek.

“Of course I'm right, I’ve been keeping you and Shining on the straight and narrow as far as I can remember! Course you both still did stupid things and I did stupid things, at least Candace is better at keeping Shining on a tight leash than I did or mom for that matter.” Spike said throwing his arms up but his smile gave him away.

“Mom’s doting on Shining can get really embarrassing.” She said in agreement, remembering how Shining could pull crap that she couldn't ever do since he was the older brother.

“Just remember Twi she gets really, really sappy on Hearths Warming and it's embarrassing for everypony. I still have that dumb Warming sweater she knitted me. You know the one she gushed about in front of Uncle Silver Road and Aunty Shimmering Pool?” He said rolling his eyes, Twilight made a pained second hoof embarrassment noise as they picked up the tray and accessories to enjoy lunch.

…

After my episode, I calmed down enough to speak normally again without feeling like I needed to cry every five minutes. I agreed to the hospital visit, and informed them that Pinkie was actually going today and she would help me. Rarity looked surprised that Pinkie was going and asked the question which I didn't have permission to answer.

I told her that and she just nodded looking over us towards the door in thought.

Sweetie held onto me like a lifeline and I was grateful that. She did make some of that deep ache in my heart go away. Most of the time it didn’t feel like it was there but when it started to show itself, it showed itself.

I felt dumb, dumb that I can't just accept that I wasn't going to disappear or them leave me or not love me. Human beings didn't think like that and it carried over to me, I guess. You don't love a stranger even if they are the soulmate of your sister. I remind myself that it's because they weren't human, they were an alien species with familiar customs and speech patterns but still alien.

I was alien of an alien, into a weird alien inception.

I just wanted to feel happy.

It's all I wanted while I was here, but all I'm getting is dread, expressionless terror, and confusing conflicting feelings of desire, love, possession, and anger. Nothing makes sense in my own head, I could literally feel the love oozing off of Sweetie and she knew I loved her probably more than myself.

But here I am feeling guilt, soul crushing loneliness, making the others cry or try to cheer me up because I can't control anything about myself. What right did I have to make Rarity shed tears because of my own pain?

I blinked away a tear or two as my heart throbbed painfully. Then I nearly moaned as I felt Sweetie bite my sensitive ear, the grease lightning fire shooting down my spine making my legs feel weak even through I was sitting down. I managed to choke on the involuntary vocal pleasure enough to try to look her way.

She wouldn't let me because of her hold on my ear, almost climbing atop me as I was pushed down into a lying position. Which she nibbled my ear again lightly biting the tip then kissing the whole of it, making me squirm as it really felt good.

“I'm going to do this every time I feel you have that sad feeling. I can't stand it because I love you too much to let you feel that.” Sweetie growled in my ear and I was helpless to do anything about it.

No really, that combined with my lack of any muscle mass, Sweetie was twice as strong as me.

She continued to nibble at my ears ruthlessly, making me cover my face as shivers of pleasure ran down my head all the way to my slightly dysfunctional tail. Then she did something unexpected and I felt her teeth bite my withers, and my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head as a shameless moan escaped me. The nerve cluster there was mind numbing blissful when stimulated, now I felt really hot under the collar.

“A-Alright S-Sweetie please R-Rarity is right there.” I said through a pant, my whole body quivered and a twitch in my hind leg became a sign of anticipation for sex.

“That's enough you two, if you want to do that I can't stop you but at least have the decency to keep it out of Twilight’s living room.” Rarity said coughing politely which Sweetie looked up her cheeks and face very red as she had gotten carried away.

“Sorry.” Sweetie mumbled and just laid on me cocooning me in a comfortable heat and the soft squishy nature of these wonderfully crafted bean bags.

“I love you.” Sweetie whispered in my ear, gently and meaningful. The sadness was still there but it was a lot less now, the feeling of having someone literally apart of you give you pleasure is something I cannot express properly on how intense it feels. She continued to kiss me feeling no hesitation or shyness when it came to giving me physical affection.

Her thoughts which I could almost hear since she started was how much she loved me and she couldn't even express it like she wanted too. There was just too much she wanted to give but not enough ways to do it. It even irritated her because she couldn't do more than say ‘I love you’ and try her damndest to make me feel it through our connection.

Part of my brain didn't understand it but other parts did, they wanted me to share a deep closeness with her that transcended physical, which it was in a way.

Twilight came out of the kitchen with a large tray of leftover muffins and some drinks, two of which were bottles of some kinda carbonated drink and then a variety of juice boxes. The warm smell of Sweetie Belle, who had a scent to die for, and the cinnamon of the yam muffins wafted around the library common making my belly growl softly.

“Yam muffins! My dad makes these on occasion and they are to die for!” Twilight said brightly as she set the tray down on the table and took a few paper plates and filled them with a assortment of snacks and drinks.

Then floated them over to us.

I struggled under Sweetie poking my head out from under her to lean awkwardly out to grab a muffin.

“Thank you Twilight… and I'm sorry for getting all… you know just because I was talking about humanity and its relationship with you guys.” I said not looking up to look her in the eyes feeling the soft burn of shame in my heart.

“Smile it's okay, you didn't do anything wrong.” Twilight admonished kindly but firmly.

“I can still tell you what you want to know about humans.” I took the muffin off the plate unable to get much further than the one on the edge of the plate and taking a bite of it…

Damnit.

I didn't want to have a food fetish but it tasted too good, I sighed so contentedly that a few tears of joy rolled down my already slightly damp face. These yam muffins were divine, their texture light and fluffy but having just enough heaviness to them that they made you have to chew them which brought out the thick cinnamon yam taste.

“They aren’t my greatest, dad makes them the best I just stole the recipe.” She chuckled lightly as she took a bite into her own and humming in approval.

“Almost as good as a Apple Family gathering bake off darling. I have to watch my weight every time the summer competition starts, poor Rainbow Dash. Its absolute torture for her to restrain herself and keep to her diet. Even I have cheat days but that girl is a fanatic about what she eats.” Rarity said between bites of her muffin.

“Wonderbolts have a really high bar for applications, they have to be the best of the best.” Twilight said popping the top of one of the carbonated drinks and offering it to me because I was currently stuffing my face and choking on the leftover crumbs.

I accepted gratefully taking a life saving sip, and wow.

Have you ever had Ginger Ale? Or Rola Cola? Well the drink was like a weird mix of the two, Rola Cola being a somewhat equivalent of Coca-Cola if that suing had anything to do about it. Point is it tasted yummy and I was glad that sodapop existed in this universe, carbonation of syrups are my lifeblood.

“Learn anything from Twilight Smiley?” Sweetie asked after a breath of air as she was already trucking through her second muffin.

“What makes us work and how it works, kinda, and the names of the species I knew about but was unsure of what they were called. Are there large fish like bipedal creatures that live near ocean bodies?” I asked turning my head to Twilight who was sharing her soda with Rarity. Spike was munching on a gem the size of my hoof.

“Tritons? I've never seen one before only in books or photographs but they are called Tritons I believe, they tend to keep to the water from what I understand. Only coming to the surface to trade with seaside ports or find work there. Princess Celestia meets with a dignitary representative in Coltstone Bay city, which is north of Las Pegasus every now and again because Tritons have a issue breathing dry air for too long. It can suffocate them.”

“I think I know a design that could be helpful for that, I'm not a engineer nor do I know the precise measurements of Pony standards but you know scuba diving equipment?” I asked.

“Yes, I know about Scuba diving equipment, what's your point?” Twilight said taking a large bite of her muffin.

“You reverse the tank from oxygen to oxygen rich H2O, there is a theory of something called liquid breathing which is taking a extremely oxygen rich liquid like perfluorocarbon to go into deep sea explorations. The application of such a method is under research because the problem is the viscosity of the liquid and its ability to remove CO2. Its It's very possible that it could be done realistically but would need the aid of a CO2 scrubber to facilitate exhalation and keep the liquid from becoming CO2 saturated. I think something like that would make long term survival on land possible and allow us to dive into depths of our oceans without the use of magic. Unless somepony can make a magical bubble that not only filters carbon dioxide but also scrubs it into O2 but can stand up to 30 or more bar water pressure continuously.” I said then took a long draft of the soda and coughed as I passed it to Sweetie Belle.

“According to record longest air bubble spell lasted only five minutes and that was at 100 hooves. Um, do you mind sharing what measurement system you are using?” Twilight asked her quill, ink, and paper floating over quickly.

“I'm using a system called the Metric System which was designed by a old French astronomer and mathematician Gabriel Mouton.” I said the strange disconnect of using words that I knew but saying them that wasn’t in Ponish sounded really weird to my ears.

“Its a system of weight and distance measurements based on the multiplicative of ten, or powers of ten. Example being a kilogram which is ten to the power of three making it a one thousand grams. Grams is the basis for the weight of a mass, metre is distance. So in principle anything can be measured in powers of ten, ten to the power of one is ten or deca, hecto is ten to the power of two and so on and so forth. It's a very effective system of measuring things since it does not incur fractions.”

“I see, that is fascinating. The scuba diving idea was as well, hopefully when you start writing I can translate it to Ponish and we can take it to the institution of education and have it reviewed. Ours is based on the length increment of our ancestors’ front hoof, silly I know but its it's been in use since our species had a period of educational enlightenment, which is about this length.” Twilight said placing a type of ruler down, it was roughly by my estimate similar to the imperial foot but down to five inches. Which means a Hoof is about five point nine inches in length.

So a thousand hooves was about five thousand nine hundred inches or four hundred and ninety two feet, or in my case one hundred and fifty metres after rounding up the decimal.

So I could only move about one hundred and fifty metres from Sweetie Belle which was quite generous in estimates. The cold was a factor of stretching that magic around, if our bond was like a rubber band which closest is the natural state and away from is the stressed state and too much stress makes the rubber band snap.

“Unicorns have always been obsessed with math because of how our magic works.” Twilight said scribbling away on her paper.

“Wow, you two sure are something, I barely know what anypony is talking about.” Sweetie said from behind my head because she was still laying on me still just less so.

“That's okay Sweetie, Twilight and I are eggheads and proud of it.” I said playfully, setting my things down and twisting onto my back which now Sweetie was belly to belly to me having filled the ravenous beast that was my stomach. Sweetie giggled and got herself comfortable, I pushed my head back so I could look at Rarity and Twilight.

Which Rarity had a half smile and Twilight’s left ear flapped but seemed to restrain telling everyone she wasn't an egghead. Seeing that I meant it in a loving way.

“So! Let's see we got general things out of the way, I believe we are going to go into customs. Pony customs are most likely different or similar depending on how much of a deviation our universes have in similarities. Which to say the least is a lot, we have a striking number of similar methods of math, elements, and just general concepts.” Twilight cleared her throat getting back into lesson mode.

“One idea to that is this universe is actually a parallel universe of mine or vise-versa probably not in the milky way galaxy that's for sure.”

“Devoras Galaxy is what we call ours, it's a barred spiral galaxy located in the Horsehead filament cluster.” Twilight answered, which I raised an eyebrow.

“Before we begin on customs can you please tell me how your celestial bodies work? Since we are on the subject. We have to be in a solar system otherwise the movement of both massive bodies within space would wreak havoc on the planet’s atmosphere and magnetic sphere.” I said genuinely curious of the answer.

“That is a very highly debated subject among the astronomers and physicists. Our closest accepted theory we could come up with is that because of hyper state energy our planet is actually splintered into zones of two realities, the continent of Mira is within a massive splinter zone which the artificial construction of a heliosphere and lunasphere was required. It was estimated that the sun above us was constructed during the first splinter incident by very powerful magi who are considered gods in a few old religious texts. The moon and stars are reflections of the actual moon and stars which Princess Luna controls to simulate the day night cycle a planet ecosystem needs to survive. The continent Hilsæder, the Griffon Kingdom, is located on is actually split between zones the easternmost part is what's called ‘Zero Splinter’ a large part of it has a natural cycle of day and night which many research stations are on the ZS zone borders to figure out how and why.” Twilight explained, getting up to walk over to her whiteboard and draw a rough sketch of the map I knew well, and the one I had seen at the school.

“Magic is reduced in these areas, not gone, but the mana in the area is relatively stable and not as hyperactive in the ZS zone, Mira is magically active and the artificial sun and moon are directly linked to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.”

“So that is why the night sky is a rather weird color of purple?” I mused, “Rather than a normal galaxy band with its it's own field of depth. A lot of humans speculated that your planet was geocentric system which is the only way we could explain why the sun and moon needed to be raised and lowered.”

“That's what's being debated, since we don't have any methods of going beyond our atmosphere we cant be for sure on which reality is the real one, which is hotly debated that the reality where the princesses control the sun and moon is the original while others argue that the non-controlled one is the original. Which a lot of magi don’t like that the ZS zones don't have potent enough magic even though there is enough for a stable life if anypony were to live there.”

“So its it's gotten political, good luck trying to prove anything to politicians they’ll straight up deny math and actual facts with their own narrative.” I scoffed as Sweetie nuzzled my cheek.

“Any more questions?” Twilight asked as she finished her map and circled the areas that were affected by the ZS.

“No, but it does relieve me that we aren't going to be ripped apart by our sun or moon’s gravitational force, or the endless tidal waves, or the tectonic eruptions. Don’t mess with solar system sized gravity, it’s already a miracle that we exist in a solar system out of the trillions of stars that have died and the dead or lifeless planets in them.” I said with a great sigh of relief that there was a logical (somewhat) explanation to the raising and lowering the sun phenomenon.

“Hehehee…” Twilight chuckled sheepishly before clearing her throat.

“Customs! Pony customs are most likely different from humans, as the others have informed you that you are now female regardless of if you were before and that comes with social stigmas. As described in the letters Pinkie sent to me you had issues with your sense of smell and the pheromones of others, even going into a pseudo heat which Pinkie had to use a hormone suppressant cream to calm you down. First, I apologize for not telling you sooner about the implications of our noses, I was tired and still stressed after making you a body and didn't explain everything to you properly.” Twilight began smiling apologetically to me, which I waved away saying it wasn't her fault if she was tired.

“Pony noses are as you can guess very sensitive to smell, I am assuming that humans did not have a olfactory nerve as developed as a pony’s?” I nodded to this and she continued.

“We have olfactory nerve clusters about as sensitive as a common breed of dog, ponies pick up on many smells that other species don't quite catch. Spike for instance has odor discrimination of most of pony scents, as his nose picks up on deposits of minerals, heat, and volcanic chemical compounds better than ponies while he can still smell our ‘scent’ it does not affect him the same way it does for our own species. Since there isn't much written on dragons I can only guess this sense of smell comes from a evolutionary preference of dry to molten climates where dragons can consume the minerals needed to survive. Spike is classified as Lithotrophic consumer and thus his scent is dedicated to the finding of gems, rock, and other various minerals.” Twilight explained as Spike blushed from his spot.

“He makes a excellent partner finding gems with me when we go looking for them, if only he wouldn't eat most of them.” Rarity said teasingly giving the dragon a nuzzle making him blush more.

“Pony scents are geared towards pack safety, familiarity, and both sexual and nonsexual connotation. This dates back to our earliest discovered ancestors who were believed to have extremely poor eyesight and because of this smell became a way of identifying threats, particular pack members, or the whole group to continue to survive. Later on the species diverged into the subspecies that we know today, pegasus and unicorn, earth ponies are the closest living relative to our ancestors. But this closeness with our noses have become apart of everyday society, depending on the situation how a pony greets one another determines the exchange of scent.”

“Awkward when you talk about it from a study perspective.” I contemplated out loud, which Twilight agreed with a head nod.

“True, but that's how things work sometimes, when you greet somepony depending on who it is greetings and goodbyes can change. When you meet somepony new its it's generally accepted that you perform a hoof shake especially when meeting peers and coworkers. As familiarity with the pony becomes deeper things become different, rubbing of cheeks or the crook of the neck are reserved for beginning friends or just general close ponies in your life. This continues on to the nose rub which is for very close friends, family and intimate partners as well as chest rubs for family, close friends, and intimate partners. I, myself actually not more than five to ten minutes ago rubbed noses with you which I did to make you feel comfortable in my presence.” Twilight turned back to us smiling at me once more.

“Scent is a very big part of everypony’s life, these scent exchanging practices release much needed endorphins in our brains to trust the other more readily. Fillies especially need to be scented to feel like they belong, psychological studies show that fillies or colts that aren't given regular affection via ‘nuzzling, cheek rubbing, chest rubbing’ can affect brain development leading to mental illnesses and personality disorders. Simply put neglect can hurt ponies in the short and long run. Being highly social creatures very few ponies can survive on their own for long periods of time. Even Zecora comes to visit and talk with us every thursday, because she like us is a social creature.” Twilight explained, I've been told this before but now that it was coming from the purple unicorn it was certainly more believed by yours truly.

“You probably even heard it a dozen times already since you came here, but it is true. Our noses are big part of our lives Warm Smile. This is a environment that you are completely free to do what you feel comfortable with. When I wrote your bindings, I made sure to make your body as natural as possible which included latent instinct and behavioral urges that are consistent with Eter’s study of pony nature. So you have all the basic wants and needs that a pony here on Equis has, though I'm sure you will get your cutie mark since your essence is fused with Sweetie’s and thus your Spirit is similar to our own. So feel free to rub or follow any instincts that strikes you Warm Smile and I'll try my best to explain why.” Twilight said taking another draft from her thermos now that her soda had been stolen by Rarity.

“Um, is it weird how familiar I am with Sweetie? I mean I wouldn't ever want that to change, but sometimes I can hear her thoughts or feel what she feels. I'm guessing this has to do with our soul being one.” I asked as Sweetie rolled to the side laying on her back so I could get a better vantage.

“That's most likely the case, how in depth is the bond?” Twilight asked taking her paper and scribbling on it again.

“I can feel what Smiley feels a lot of the time but its like fuzzy… or kinda there but not really? Sometimes it’s really strong, like when she is having a hard time I can feel it real bad. Then other times I can almost ‘hear’ her thoughts. She is thinking… of me actually… and um… some… uhhhh…” Sweetie squirmed as a blush crept into her cheeks and neck.

Damn, sorry Sweetie I was thinking of how close we felt when we were having our personal time together.

“Uhhh?” Twilight followed up.

“Well… When we feel um… pleasure. We feel each other more intense…” Sweetie said gesturing vaguely.

“Like really intense, um it's really euphoric.” I commented.

“No wonder you two have been biting one another’s ears and fooling around on that bean bag.” Rarity titered.

“I can't help it…” Sweetie argued her face flushing, “It feels better than when Apple Bloom bit my ears at camp, like that plus a billion.”

“You let her bite your ears?” I asked curious of what went down between Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle.

“I was curious, cuz I heard that stallions and mares do that and I was curious of what all the ruckus was about.” She squeaked.

“So I asked Apple Bloom to do it to me… and it was… um… really nice.”

“You girls.” Rarity sighed sounding like a parent who simply just didn’t know what to do with their child.

“Ah. Well, hmm.” Twilight started, thinking of how to resolve the question without it being more awkward than it already was.

“The reason might be a high positive harmony resonance. Love is a connector to others and can connect ponies and other species very closely, the desire to um… share yourself with Smiley might be a way for your souls to connect closer because they are stretched between the two of you. As for the ears, they are a common erogenous zone for many mares and even stallions. So don’t worry too much about that, something to do with mating habits and what not.”

“H-Have you ever had… um… s-sex, Twilight?” Sweetie stuttered and I felt my own cheeks blaze.

“G-Granny Smith talk to us about it yesterday and um… she kinda rambled.”

“O-Oh.” Twilight flicked her ear in the way that said she was nervous. “Ahem I have on occasion, had sex, it was recently that I experienced my first time. U-Up until that point I was very focused on studying more than on mares and stallions so… Rarity and Pinkie were my first real experience with it.” Twilight cheeks colored just a tad at this while Rarity had a look of smug satisfaction at having claimed Twilight’s innocence.

“There are few male suitors here that I would even bother with. Literally all my knowledge of your universe nothing has ever indicated a stallion that was worth more than a few minutes at best. Except for a good bit of the Fashion ponies, like Hoity Toity that stallion is fabulous in all the good ways. Fancy Pants is a good chap, bit conceited but not that bad. Big Mac is a super sweetheart but he has a pony out there that he’s absolutely smitten over, enough to go on a sing off against a rival suitor…”

“Really? That sounds romantic~” Sweetie gushed, obviously pleased that Big Mac had, or should I say will, find somepony special.

“Ironically she shares our last name; Belle though I have no idea how you guys name ponies in the first place and how oddly similar they sound to what they get as a Cutie mark. Is that something real? Like Bulk Biceps, who names their foal that?” I asked my snout scrunching lightly.

“Ponies can change their name after their cutie mark appears, legally speaking you can change your name too since Pinkie gave you that name and it wasn't technically sanctioned by your guardian. I kept my name that my mother gave me, Pinkie is a nickname, her real name-” Twilight started.

“Pinkamena Diane.” I finished for her easily knowing the full name of Pinkie.

“Yes, should've expected that you would know that. Usually a lot of ponies keep their names that their parents gave them but some decide to go with a name that suits their cutie mark just to be more recognizable among the many who have the talent.”

“Who is the mare that has our last name?” Sweetie asked wanting to know the lucky mare.

“Her name is Sugar Belle, she's a baker and a really good one. She eventually makes a deal with the Apple family to get shipments of Apples every few weeks just to chat with and see Big Macintosh. I would tell you where she is but distance and space were very weird in the animated show. This Library for instance has had several different configurations as well as rooms that appear and disappear for plot reasons, like there has been a table with a horse head at the center of this room many times while other times it's just gone… Human interpretation of your world is scary accurate but also kinda unrealistic when it came to the actual layout of all of your houses. I saw entire dialogues discussing the dimensions of Rarity’s… uh I mean our house.”

“It drove some people to do some serious math to figure out how large you all are. A lot of them believed you were about two metres to six metres tall because Spike jumped like three meters off the ground. So we calculated the gravity the only way we knew how.”

“That seems like overkill for a show.” Twilight said giving a half smile knowing she probably would tried to do the same.

“It was, but a lot of people liked it, so you would get all sorts of people who wanted to figure out how you all lived. Even now I'm just stunned at all the accuracy and the inaccurate information…. Just don’t ask about the um… intense interest in all of you.” I said slowly, I knew they were going to ask.

“Interest? In what way?” Twilight said questioningly.

“Well, humans are sexual creatures by nature and we tend to have an extreme spectrum when it comes to xenophilia and xenophobia. A lot of artists liked to um, draw all of you in… precarious situations involving each other or males both original and known…” I coughed side eyeing the wall with a nervous smile on my face. Me and my big fucking mouth.

“They… drew pornography of us??” Twilight’s voice cracked a little when she said this, clearly distressed at the news.

“Y-Yes.” I stammered.

“Oh dear.” Rarity said her own cheeks turning a soft pink.

“I… I really don't know how to respond to that…”

“They did not show any external organs in the show, your gender was exemplified by the shape and tone of your body. Any screens showing you or anypony that had your hind quarters were left blank, that didn't stop artists from imagining what you looked like… um… and there was a lot… seven years of runtime allowed a lot of time to create a considerable sum of it.” I explained my voice squeaky and ears flicking nervously.

“O-Okay… I'm guessing you also browsed these i-images as well? Since you know about them…” Twilight sat down on her bean bag and let out a tired sigh rubbing her eyes and her face.

I felt my face catch fire.

“I… remember seeing a lot… so I most likely browsed them… for… m-masturbatory material.”

Gods I was just hammering more nails in my coffin and digging the one point eight metre hole for myself… why couldn’t I just keep my mouth shut, why was there no filter!!?

I was my own worst enemy.

“Wow... freaky.” Spike added in the pregnant silence. Thank you Spike for summing up the whole ‘my kind likes to sexualize you even though they don't know if you actually exist’ dilemma.

“What's pornography?” Sweetie asked looking confused and innocent. Rarity let out despaired sigh and looked just as tired as Twilight who had a hundred yard stare as she looked at her white board.

I could almost hear the ‘why are we still here? Just to suffer?’ speech from Metal Gear Solid V playing in the background as I gazed at Twilight.

“Sorry…” I apologized for no reason, I knew but I felt bad that I just let them know that they were sexual idols for a lot of people.

“Do I at least look good in them?” Rarity asked me hopefully, trying to make the best of an awkward situation like this.

“I-It depended on the artist, but yeah… I… remember… a few… I liked a… lot.” I said my stutter becoming more evident as I essentially admitted I had masturbated to Rarity and Twilight… and a lot of the others.

Sweetie puffed out her cheeks as no one bothered to answer her question, I could feel her annoyance as she got up to rub against me. Trying to glean the information from our connection.

“I guess there isn't really anything we can do with that, in a weird way I'm fine with it but I also feel a little violated. Ponies are normally nude, many of the Omi wear clothes since a few of their subspecies have considerably less hair, most stallions and mares use their tails if they don't wish to be stared at… I just can't imagine being the subject of um… self pleasure. Pornography here is a very niche thing and its it's not common except in the bigger cities.” Twilight said after coming back from her Vietnam War flashback.

“Desensitization to visual stimuli? Seeing it all the time would make the appeal of seeing others genitals less intense…” I mused still squeaking.

“Darling, I think Sweetie is going to explode… her foalhood innocence is already gone so we might as well tell her what pornography it is.” Rarity sighed looking like she had aged and questioned where she went wrong.

“Sweetie, pornography is printed or visual material containing the explicit description or display of sexual organs or activity, intended to stimulate erotic rather than aesthetic or emotional feelings. Basically it’s ponies or other species taking pictures of the act of sex, the thing Granny had told you.” Twilight informed Sweetie who looked like she wanted to pounce me.

Sweetie's cheeks turned really red at this and made a soft “Oh..” her voice cracking up when she said it.

“Since we are revealing the sexual things in our lives, I have a few magazines stashed away for inspiration when it comes to spicing up my love life. You'd be surprised what you can find in Canterlot if you look in the more secluded shops.” Rarity said placing her cheek on her hoof as she leaned on her elbow.

“How did we get so off topic?” Twilight groaned in despair at her lesson becoming one about revealing sexual desire and porn.

“Because we are easily distracted?” I said giving her an apologetic grin. “Spike how come you're not saying anything?”

“Because I deal with these kinds of shenanigans on a daily basis, nothing can phase me now.” He said pulling a gem from a small bag and taking a hard bite of it, the sharp snap of rock breaking under pressure sounded like the sound of someone crunching on a bag of crisps. Either his jaw was strong enough to crush a solid sapphire or the density of the sapphire was much less than normal because the pressure required would be much more than to break bone and all sorts of things…

Oh my… um… that's kinda hot thinking about it, sort of like that predator vs. prey. I was incredibly weak too, I didn't have stamina or any strength and Spike had those sharp teeth though I could tell his front ones were designed for meat. Spike's diet mainly was gems but he did eat other things meaning he was omnivorous at some point but the ancestors sharp front teeth didn't go away.

I felt myself shiver with a strange excitement, just imagining those sharp anything on me, made me feel all sorts of things.

I quickly ripped my gaze away from Spike's sharp teeth and ground my own with my own damn perverse nature.

“Alright, I think that's enough we need to get back on track, Warm Smile please go sit down we have to go over some more of the boring stuff like government and how laws are enforced and enacted.” Twilight said downing the rest of her thermos in a few swigs.

…

The Diarchy system was as one expects; divided into two courts while the Royal Family had their own court to check and balance the others.

Each court has its it's own primary function, the Sol Court or sometimes called the Day Court was the main legislative branch of the Kingdom. Creating and voting for new laws, rules, and regulations as well as the executive power of vetoing the Royal Family Declaration of War through the Court Representatives.

Ironically, Equestria was a direct democracy in many ways especially now with the invention of the telegram that allowed its citizens to directly voted for major laws being passed in their country. Majority vote of ‘aye’ or ‘neigh’ was highly public and filtered in a way that the ‘legal’ speak was nonexistent in its ability to confuse its subjects.

Princess Celestia was often called the Lady of Justice for her knack at tearing right through corrupted politics and ensuring that Equestria maintained a healthy and aware relationship with their government. Voting was encouraged, ingrained, and taught at school for the importance of participation in their government and the representation of her people. Laws that were in majority of ‘Neigh’ were screened and reviewed by the court again in conjunction with the thirty one representative officials that were the majority of the state's public opinion.

These thirty one individuals were the parliament along with their subsidiary Representative of Minorities (the voice of non pony species and subjects like Griffons, Minotaurs, Omi, and Diamond Dogs) and the Delegation Official who broke the ties and kept both representatives from in fighting by offering solutions that best support both groups.

The main court will allow the law in question be handed over to the parliament to discuss, debate, and reconfigure into what best practices ensure the best for their people. Then its handed back to the main court and the direct vote happens all over again.

The executive power of Princess Celestia held extreme sway in the legislative process, her words and review in law were often were deeply considered when a new law was proposed as her words had nearly six thousand years of experience with government behind her which I'm told that Celestia is extremely long lived compared to Alicorn of the past who lived only two thousand some years before passing on. Considering that her entire family had reached alicorn status the magic of her blood was intense, some scholars even believed that Celestia's ancestors were most likely directly related to the wizards that created the sun and moon; it explained their innate ability to control the artificial celestial bodies since the magic was familial in nature.

Next was the Judicial branch which was the Lunar Court or Night Court, the term ‘night’ was used loosely here as the court housed all the crimes, disputes, and federal investigations being related to both the actual courtroom and its police and guard personnel. Unlike most police departments it wasn't run by each individual state or fiefdom in this case, instead it was all run under one system so a police officer from one fief does not need to follow the regulations of another fief since they all had the same rule of thumb instituted into their system.

This allowed easier integrated services that various police ponies or other races could know and act accordingly in every part of the country.

Princess Luna was a Supreme Judge in the court of law and usually her involvement came in when international or high profile crime that affects more than one of the fiefs. This included treason, serial murder, mass financial fraud/embezzlement/counterfeiting, grand theft of royal/public/private property that is owned by the crown or associated factions such as public museums or private art galleries, and other things. Her role however has diminished due to her thousand year absence and the changes in law since then, she had quickly adapted to speaking normally I remember, so the consistency of her appearance in Nightmare Night was off.

Also a Moon was three months and two days, ‘no human equivalent’ my ass. During the course of this I actually got to learn how Luna's descent into the Nightmare took two thousand years before hand and had built up quite a few not very nice titles as her jealousy had grown to a point that she would stage a coup. She had been quite ruthless and during times of strife she would sometimes use black magic which didn't help her psyche.

It was after she had ordered the execution of a small time thief who did nothing but steal a few coins from a noble pony that is when she and her sister had broken into a fight.

Black Magic was not as one might think, it wasn't evil but it was very powerful and very corrosive to the mind. A word I used why Twilight struggled to find the right kind was Eldritch. Black Magic was a language of darkness, darkness is so abstract and alien with thought that it can drive those who peer in often find themselves in Nietzsche's quote of:

‘He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster.

And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.’

Basically, they pull a Bloodborne Byrgenwerth and put eyes in their brains to see the utter madness of the darkness. Certain kinds of information can destroy the sanity of those who begin to understand them and Black Magic was just that, forbidden knowledge, knowledge that can warp and alienate the mind and soul.

This didn’t just stem from darkness either mind you, it came from the Light too. She even told me that there is a legend that an Omi found the holy book of what was essentially an angel from how she described it, and he read into it to the point that his maid found him bleeding pure liquid gold from the burning sockets of his eyes and his body had nearly turned to ash.

Anyways Luna and company were judges, lawyers, police ponies, Royal Guards, and general protectors of law.

Finally the Royal Family Court was the executive branch of the system, Prince Carmarthenshire Victorious Gwent Blueblood III was the heir to the Royal Family throne and second child of the second King of the same name. The royal family themselves were numerous as the queen had eight children; Prince Maximilian Shining Star Blueblood was the first born but stepped down from government to pursue his love of post classical orchestral music and was now chairman of the board of the Baltimare Fine Arts University.

He is married to a lovely young stallion named Flash Twinkle and has adopted a young filly named Rose Harmony.

While the Royal Family was apart of the Executive branch of government, they were limited in their power as the balance of the sisters kept from dictatorship and incursion of power by greed into the branch. They had the power to declare war, set taxes within reason, fund public transportation, and other public services.

The family's power and influence were great but they were outdone by Celestia simply because of sheer experience and impressive diplomacy as she has made more peace pacts than any other country on the known planet. Which is what I would expect of a Harmony loving demi-goddess and her sister.

As much as this planet is known for its goody two shoes nature; war, strife, religious ideology conflict, slavery, famine, civil war, racial hatred, and specious xenophobia have touched this world quite a few times.

Nothing was worse than the hatred for Changlings however, Twilight kept good face since she hadn’t met one before and she reserved her opinions until she could properly observe and meet one as preconceived opinions on a race weren’t something she as a individual or a scientist could do.

“It isn’t right nor is it very helpful to believe the irrational fear around them.” She answered when I asked her opinion on the race of Changlings.

I found it surprising to know that Changlings have been met, talked to, and been in diplomatic meetings of the Council Of Equis. Which was a ten year summit gathering where diplomats and country leaders came to talk and solve major issues that have popped up within the last ten years, and that the Five Hive Queens of the Changlings have been to all of them since its founding nearly three thousand years ago.

The five included; Milzala, Hiyukai, Yogzimai, Chrysalis, and Koivialis. Chrysalis being the youngest and most ambitious of their Queens, Changlings at their current state thrived in dry environments as their structures were dependant on the natural red or grey clay that made up their hives.

Changelings from Equestrian scholars understanding didn't actually eat ‘love’ and that was the common misconception of the race but rather electromagnetic and bio-electrical energy which they consumed through natural ambient consumption of highly magnetic areas where they were thought to be originated from. Active consumption of bioelectrical energies left those who were in their field of affect headaches and sometimes short term memory loss. The higher the electrical activity the more energy is consumed, which love gave off very high brain activity thus the misconception between the races that Changelings eat your love.

I laughed hard at this, a rolling on floor kinda laugh as it hit me.

“What's so funny?” Twilight asked looking up from her book over to me.

“They are literal Lightning Bugs!! They consume bioelectrical energy making them lightning bugs! Ooh I gotta show you all how to create Teslas!” I giggled uncontrollably at the connection.

Twilight grinned at this snickering too.

“I guess that's true.”

“Still though I understand the hostility of ignorance between races. Minds have a hard time changing even with scientific evidence that they aren't love eaters, but I can see why they would become an aggressive species. Thousands of years believing in superstition makes old habits die hard, the race must feel extremely excluded from others and thus they became what you feared them to be; monsters. So all this stuff about them being a militant species comes in practice of teaching their children to be proud of their race and more so nationalistic to the cause of ‘us vs them’ mentality derailing the idea of trust between species. For the Ponies it was the Wendigos that became a unifying force for their peoples to unite under a single flag, the Changelings have no common enemy to unify with us, because we are the enemy.”

“ It reminds me of the whole Red Scare and what fear mongering can lead to in terms of racism.” I said rubbing my chin with my hoof.

“Speaking of Changlings, I do have information that might change the course of history should I speak it and of course I have no idea if history has altered itself so much that no amount recovery or foreknowledge would change it. I really just need to tell the princesses all of it.” I laid my head on Sweetie who was now coloring a doodle she had been drawing with colored pencils.

“I particularly don’t like how the species is treated either, nopony should have to suffer because of a silly stereotype. Princess Celestia has talked with a few of the queens of the five hives and she is generally seen as neutral even though she has tried to negotiate for better relationships. We have an ambassador in the south western highland mesa hive which Queen Yogzimai is the ruler of that travels between the Palimo desert and Las Pegasus. Far as I know, they are the most friendly of the Changeling Hives. I have a diagram of the Mesa Changeling if you want to see.” Twilight pulled out a book from a pile she had on the floor next to her and flipped through the pages with her magic.

She turned the book around and showed me the photograph, it was a Changeling alright. Though I blinked in surprise when I expected the black and green Changeling bug-horse.

Instead I was greeted by a dusky red and orange Changeling that had beetle like qualities, they were broader than the ones I knew seeming to share a common semblance to heavy fronted ponies their horns were shovel like in appearance rather than the sharp spikes I was familiar with. Their features were softer than the Changelings known to me but made up for their lack of spikes with heavy chitin exoskeletons and segmented areas of soft bug like chitin and fur which was a sandy yellow color.

They frankly resembled the Western Hercules Beetle found in the Arizona and Mexico desert. It was eye opening to know the strange evolution of a species that was so much different than the black and green bugs I was used to seeing.

“They are completely different than the ones I know, hell they look a lot nicer than queen swiss cheese legs.”

“Queen Swiss Cheese legs?” Twilight gave me a rye smile humor in her voice.

“Yeah, the Queen Chrysalis is affectionately called Swiss Cheese Legs because of all the holes in her legs.” I gave Twilight a goofy smile which she laughed.

“Seriously though, Queen Chrysalis is known to be dangerous and hostile so while we joke here, it's best to be cautious of them since they have not been on good terms with most Ponies.”

With that my lessons continued, what felt like two more hours of Ponish, Twilight talking excitedly about history and Starswirl the Bearded.

Soon we finally got to something interesting.

Magic.

Author's Notes:

Uuugghhh this chapter took so long to write you have no idea!!

Even now I'm not all that satisfied with it, but sometimes I guess chapters are like that sometimes

Sorry for the long wait everyone and thanks for bearing with me!

I'm very sorry if this sounds confusing when you read it because of the logic behind, all of this information is going to be used in later chapters so it's that necessary evil.

Thank you all~
I'm going to be working on the next chapter as we speak!

Yours Truly,

Purple Book Horse