“I will take… this one, please,” Twilight Sparkle said pointing to a book – A Mare’s Tale.

“Hmm, you sure miss? This one brings nothing but big ol’ bad luck,” The Book Seller objected with distaste.

“Yes I am sure, positive even. And besides, I don’t believe in superstation, what harm can it project?”

“Your loss…” mumbled the Book Seller while walking off toward the register.

Twilight Sparkle was by herself in a Book Store, the only Book Store in Ponyville at that. She was inside the painted auburn walls among the seemingly endless shelves of books browsing for a new adventure that lurked in the white – and sometimes yellow – pages.

While she had a wide collection at her own home, she wanted to add more tales and magic works to it -never stopping to consider that the bookshelves in her home were getting quite crowded with the new and old books going back and forth from use.

Twilight followed the Stallion to the register lost in her thoughts about what harm it could actually project. Finding none of good reason, she came back down to Earth only to bump into a Red Stallion. Thinking it was the Clerk she said, “Oh my goodness! I am so sorry, I was lost in my thoughts I didn’t realize where I was walking! I hope it won’t raise the price of the book?”

She looked up to see it was not the Clerk after all, but Applejacks Brother; Big Macintosh. “Oh Big Mac, I didn’t see you!”

“Oh,” was the entire speech the big pony said.

“Of course, I must be running blind. How could anypony not see you?” she chuckled. Big Macintosh raised his eyebrow.

Twilight immediately backtracked, “I didn’t mean it like that! I meant you’re so… large, in size that is." Big Mac just raised his eyebrow further up – the purple Mare suddenly grew scared. Scared of what? I faced an Ursa Minor once, for ponies sake! Big Macintosh should NOT make me scared.

But as she stared into those green eyes, her courage failed her. "Umm, I better go eh-he,” muttered Twilight running in the direction of the counter.
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