~Golden Oaks Library~
Twilight is a good cook. A amazing cook, even. Of course, I have a very small range of food so...... Anyways, this is a amazing sandwich. "Thanks for the cooking Twilight." I mumble through a full mouth.
"It is the least I could do, after you waterproofed that book for me." She says cheerily with a grin.
"That was foals play Twilight, give me a REAL challenge next time." I say, still chewing.
"Really All Over? Don't you have WORK to do?" Twilight asks.
"Work? What is this 'Work' you speak of? I'm self-employed, so my own hours are one of the perks." I say cheekily.
"Rrrggghhh you....." She says, fake menacingly.
There it was again. That strange.......... Feeling(?) Whenever I have been seeing Twilight. I must pursue and discover this new emotion! Turning back to the plate, I top off my sandwich. I get out of the chair, and immediately throw a smoke bomb on the floor and jump out through the window. Man, she's gonna have to fix that.......... What?!?! I've never felt remorse! I REALLY need to discover this emotion. Flying into the Sky, I quickly get over to my house. Kicking in the door (that is so fun), I gallop over to the psychology section of my workshop. I pick up the data cube (a custom made device that answers personality questions.) and hoof in the symptoms. Here's what it said-Not going to tell you.. If I hadn't built it with a steel exterior, It would have broken when I pelted it across the room. My own device, DENYING ME!!! It is madness, madness I say!!! Flying out of the house again, I head over to Sweet Apple Acres. Singling out Mac from the rest, I fly over to him.
"Mac, I have a problem." I start. After explaining everything, I ask him if he has a answer. He was grinning, and he Says "Eeyup."
"Tell me then." I order
"Eenope." He says stolidly.
"What!!!" I shout again. Flying away in anger, I fly towards nowhere. It's as if everypony just wants to wait and let me figure it out. Maybe I need some time off or something.