//------------------------------// // Prologue: Open for Business // Story: Twilight's Villain Reformation Clinic // by Mal Masque //------------------------------// “… And the plastic fern goes here…” Twilight muttered to herself as she cautiously arranged the room, shifting the various objects around in her magic. “The water cooler off to the side here… And the drinking water bird sits on my desk right here!” The lavender mare beamed to herself as she set the final piece in place. “Perfect!” True to her word, the room looked perfect… As perfect as a standard-looking clinic office would. White walls with a green lining near the ceiling, three sets of filing cabinets off in the right, a potted plastic fern in the opposite corner, a nice wooden desk sporting several stacks of paper, three inkwells and accompanying quills, a novelty water drinking bird bobbing away, three stools sitting to the side, and a fancy wooden chair behind the desk, facing towards a standard grey office door. Perfect as can be. Twilight was distracted by her joy of a perfect office room by the sound of knocking on the door. The Princess of Friendship made one last adjustment to her desk by rotating the drinking bird another 2.5 degrees left, then giddily trotted up to the door. She opened it wide, allowing her pupil, Starlight Glimmer, to enter the room. “I take it you finally got the room set up?” Starlight asked, a smirk evident on her pink face. “Of course I did!” Twilight said, proudly waving a hoof about. “I only want best for the upcoming clientele!” “Does the best entail working straight through breakfast and lunch?” Starlight retorted. Twilight’s response was interrupted by the sound of her stomach grumbling, followed by a sheepish grin. “Thought so.” “I’m sorry, Starlight, I really am.” Twilight apologized. “But I’m just so… What’s the word Pinkie used that one time? Nervo-cited? I think that work.” She turned about and used her magic to open one of the file cabinets and extracted a fancy paper from within. “But can you blame me? When Princess Celestia sent me this letter saying that Equestria is one of the greatest bastions of Good and Order in the entire MULTIVERSE,” She waved the letter in front of her student’s face, the clearly visible seal of the Solar Princess accompanied by another pair of unfamiliar sigils, one a blue wax seal of an elegant bird and the other a dark blue stamp of a set of scales. “And gave me this task, I knew, Starlight, that I had to make sure Equestria lived up to the standards the Multiverse has bestowed upon us!” While Twilight sat the letter back down, Starlight look on a look of slight nervousness and apprehension. “Yes, but… To do something like this…” The purple-maned unicorn gestured to the office. “Might be a little out of our leagues.” Seeing the concern on Starlight’s face, Twilight draped a wing over her student’s barrel to ease her worries. “Starlight, I know this might be a difficult challenge,” Twilight softly said. “But it is not impossible. You can certainly attest to that, can’t you?” A faint blush appeared on Starlight’s cheeks. “And besides, I’m not doing this alone. I have you and Spike and the rest of the girls to help me out.” She removed her wing and replace it with her hoof, pulling the mare into a half-hug. “And with our friends, we can move mountains!” “You’re right, Twilight!” Starlight said, with renewed vigor. “We can do this! I believe in us, and I believe in you!” The two mares embraced in a brief hug, unaware of the baby dragon watching them the entire time. “Well, that was really cheesy.” Spike commented, the two mares turned about and giggling in embarrassment. “So, Twi, does that mean we’re set?” Twilight glanced between her pupil and number one assistant. Everything had been set in place, the office was perfect, the assistance was ready, the mare in charge was filled with pride and preparation, there was only one thing to do. “Spike, get the girls and write a letter to Princess Celestia.” Twilight said. “Tell them that the Villain Reformation Clinic is open for business and ready to accept the first customers.”