//------------------------------// // To The Library... again... // Story: Research Logs // by Coppercoil //------------------------------// To The Library... again... "Twilight!" Spearpoint called from the library gate, "Is something wrong? I was told you bolted out of the library straight to the castle. What happened?" "I'm so sorry Spearpoint." Twilight lowered her head as she approached him. "I know me running can tend to be a kind of... omen, but everything's all right! I just forgot something is all." He leaned his head in close, "Are they making you say that?" Twilight could help but laugh a little, even if he was serious. "No, they did not make say that, or this for that matter." He stared at me, intently, before nodding, "Alright Twilight, I believe you." He smiled, relaxed. Twilight sighed. "Hey, how do you know her by the way?" He gesturing at Trixie, visible now since leaving the castle. "Oh, we're friends. Imagine my surprise when Luna had taken her as a student." "You must be pretty darn good at magic for that." Trixie smiled at that, blushing. "Why thank you." "Well, as a humble guard to, not one, but two royal students, I am honored." He bows his head still smiling. "Thank you Spearpoint." Twilight said. "Yes... Thank you." Trixie was still blushing. After spike had given a 'bump' to Spearpoint, the three headed inside. They walked directly to the Star Swirl the Bearded section, which was rather close to the door. "I've been meaning to ask," Twilight said, "those books you were reading, what were they?" "I suppose you are referring to my 'nest.' A dreadful habit of mine, but it... comforts me. When I read, I face the bookshelf organizing the books into two categories. To my left, books with no information that I desire. To my right, books that may or may not contain the secrets I wish to reveal." "And why were you invisible?" "Princess Luna had suggested it. No doubt as to my having no credentials as her student and therefore, no proof. I wouldn't have been permitted to access the books I intend to. But with you here, your word is enough for anyone." The section was still a mess. The books still stacked in the 'nest' Trixie had described. The left side significantly larger then the right. "If you'll excuse me, I intend to keep researching." Trixie stated before returning to her nest and dropping her flank. "By all means Trixie." Twilight began to scan the room. She had been here once before and how Pinkie had helped find the time spell. "Maybe if Pinkie were he-" Twilight stopped herself mid-sentence. Be careful what you wish for... Perhaps it would be enough to think like her. Twilight thought. She immediately walked to the 'R' Section for Research. The books were grimy, frayed along the spines, and faded. But one stood out, it sat on the highest shelf. The color wasn't faded and it looked like new. It was blue, which attracted her more as the shade was identical to the one Trixie had "flipped out" about. She tried to remove it with magic... Nothing happened. Her telekinesis didn't work. Twilight was stumped. She had no difficulty holding the other. "Spike? Could you come her for a moment. "What is it Twilight?" "Could you grab that for me?" Twilight pointed at the blue book. "Okay..." Spike was confused but agreed without question. "Where's the ladder?" Twilight darted her head left to right with no ladder in sight. "Hmm..." Twilight thought of a solution. "OH! Here use this." Twilight's horn glowed with magic as she pulled a large number of books from the shelves with her telekinesis, aligning them to form a staircase for Spike. Spikes eyes widened and he scratched his head, "Why would you..." Spike was clearly thinking something along the lines of "Why not just pull the book out." But the answer had already been established. Spike just shook his head of it. "Whatever." Spike climbed up the books, held in place by a violet aura. He had grabbed the book. "I got it!" "Great Spike!" Twilight was sweating now from the spell. "Come down... quickly!" Spike ran down the steps and making it to the bottom just before Twilight's magic failed and the staircase collapsed. Twilight was exhausted, panting between every word "Thank... you... Spike..." "What is with all this noise? I can't be expected to focus on the my research when-" Trixie stopped when she saw Spike and what he held. "What is that?" Trixie's shock was matched only by her excitement. "Is that what I think it is?" Twilight, still panting, manged, "It... was... under... R." before collapsing herself. Trixies horn glowed a bright blue. She seemed confused, then she tightened her face in focus as her horn glowed again. "You er.... dragon." "My name is Spike." He looked annoyed. Trixie was embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Spike, could you bring that to me?" Spike looked to Twilight, struggling to breath on the floor, before shrugging and walking over to Trixie, book in hand. As Trixie attempted to hold the book, she flinched. "OUCH!" she held her hoof close. "What's wrong?" Spike asked. "The book it... it shocked me." Twilight got up, "What do you mean." "See for yourself!" Twilight approached the book. She hesitantly extended a hoof to the book. Upon making contact, she recoiled from the pain. "OW! You're right. But why doesn't Spike... Spike open the book." He did. "What does it say?" "Dear reader," Spike began. "This book holds secrets that must be preserved. In the name of protecting my logs written here, I have enchanted this book so that no wielder of magic may affect it. It is shielded from all the elements, including time. If you are capable of handling this, assure its safety, lost is better than destroyed." "Spike... Show me the cover." Twilight asked. Spike closed the book and brought it closer. The Cover was identical to the last. Log -97- How Gods Are Born