Just as I get home, the changeling seems to be experiencing some culture shock as he wanders around the main room of the library.
“Okay, I have to go upstairs for a second, so why don’t you get comfortable down here?”
The changeling nods, so I take Spike upstairs and close the door leading to the first floor.
“Spike, what happened? Princess Celestia said that this changeling had flown off from interrogation, and well, it’s true about the flying off part. But how could she act so irrationally?!?”
“Don’t you remember? The wedding?”
“The wedding is no excuse to interrogate a baby changeling! Of course I remember the wedding! Of course Queen Chrysalis’ plan was awful! But a changeling this young needs to be raised right and given a proper home! Now, we have a chance to do just that! We can’t let it go to waste.”
Spike sighs.
“Okay, Twi. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt since it is s-”
“He.”
“...since he is so young.”
“Good. Let’s get back downstairs.”
I open the door as Spike and I get back downstairs, seeing that the changeling has calmed down.
“Okay. If you want to stay here, my assistant and I will be glad to let you. I am very sorry about Princess Celestia giving you a bad impression on how ponies are. Why don’t we change that now? Welcome to Ponyville. I’m Twilight Sparkle, and this is my assistant, Spike. Who’re you?”
“A-aita?”
“Oh, right. I forgot about what happened for a second there. Well, at least we know your name. Wait. Aita? Aita?!? That’s a kind of peculiar name. But for some reason, I like it.”
“Hmm. I wonder who gave him that name.”
“I’ll have to find out what his name means. It sounds really interesting.”
Suddenly, Spike burps out a letter once again.
“Ugh. I hope that’ll be the last one for today.”
“Oh, great. What does Celestia want now? Come on, let’s get upstairs.”
I float the letter in front of me to read it.
Dear Twilight Sparkle,
My apologies for writing to you again today, but another changeling has come, this one looking much older. We had successfully finished the process of interrogation with it, and the results, to my relief, bear no direct association with Queen Chrysalis. It says that it had only come across Queen Chrysalis years ago, and that it was looking for its son. If you have already found the changeling that had flown off to southern Ponyville, please bring “him” to Canterlot, as “he” may just be the one that the parent is looking for. Send me a letter right away if you have any questions or concerns.
Yours truly,
Princess Celestia
“Okay, time to write one then.”
“Right ahead of you, Twi!”
Dear Princess Celestia,
I have recently received your letter regarding a second changeling unassociated with Queen Chrysalis. While it would be at my highest pleasure to unite the two changelings, I would only be able to do so in Ponyville. Because of the failed interrogation of Aita, I’m afraid travelling back to Canterlot will spook him, especially if we take the train. I hope there’s anything you can do to unite Aita with his parent here in Ponyville.
Your student,
Twilight Sparkle
So, Spike sends the letter, using his firebreath. That means that we can finally go back downstairs.
“Whew. Glad we got that out of the way.”
“Huh?”
“Um, Aita? Celestia just sent me a letter, and I told her how I found you. If she plans on uniting you with another of your kind, likely one of your parents that is looking for you, the subject of your kind will have to come here. I know it’s been hard for you, so I’m trying my best to make it easy for you.”
After listening to my announcement, Aita begins purring again and headbutts my chest.
“Oh. You’re welcome, Aita.”