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// A return and a parcel 
// Story: The Talking Book 
// by Khroam 
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Well that was it, another episode down and another swift but ever brutal return from Equestria. This week ‘Read it and weep’, in my opinion the best RD episode so far, it really boosted my opinion of her – heck, I caught myself laughing once or twice. But now, well that’s just it, all I have is the rattling of the door, the patter of the rain, but not a rainbow. There’s never a rainbow here. So I take a seat under the halogen strip lighting of the kitchen and listen to the door creak and the post flap screech. With a moan I slump and lie face right into the table, shoulders limp. my last waking thought, I wish I had something of Equestria. 

I woke the next morning to the smell of coffee from next door. The sun had managed to shed some light into the kitchen where it drifted lazy like fog, bringing to my attention the mess of last night’s ready meal sitting next to a flickering monitor. The sunlight also brings to view a nondescript brown paper parcel, but I never get letters - let alone actual stuff! Hesitantly, I pick up the parcel and turn it over several times in my hands, learning the indents through the paper. It feels… like a book. I place it with near reverence on the table. With almost surgical precision I remove the string and unfurl the paper. I gasp, and then start to panic, because sitting on the table in front of me is something that really shouldn’t exist. I take a deep breath, and with a gulp open the book.

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“Aaaaand that’s the last one. Thanks for the books, Twilight! They were AWESOME! Especially in the fifth one were Daring Do crosses the lava pit whilst holding the amulet of Peryx, in HER TAIL, I mean like wow! Daring do is like the second most radical p-“
“Mmmhm, that’s great and all Rainbow, but it isn’t even dawn yet. Maybe next time you could wait a bit, and then bring the books back a little later? Not all of us get so much sleep in the day” Teased a decidedly croaky Twilight Sparkle.
“Sure… Whatever I guess.” Rolling her eyes, Rainbow Dash took off – the pegasus’ signature rainbow tailing perfectly. “And would it kill you” Twilight mumbled to herself, “Not to come in by the roof” She crawled back into bed, careful not to wake Spike who was snoring blissfully nearby. Something was nagging at the back of her mind but she shrugged it off, and returned to a deep sleep.