It was dark. Twilight Sparkle’s eyes drooped as she wrote the fourth report. Her face was drawing ever nearer to the desk, her eyelids now fully closed. Her muzzle squashed against the desk. A squeak from the entrance woke her up almost instantly. She looked around, and panicked.
‘OhPrincessCelestiaIwasn’tsleepingIwasjustwritingthenextreportforyouandpleasedon’tsendmebacktomagickindergartenorsendmetothesun!’ A tired pony such as her shouldn’t have been able to say that very fast, and that was apparent to Princess Celestia, but she only heard little.
‘Calm down, Twilight, and please could you repeat that?’ Twilight blushed, as she had only meant to actually say part of that to Celestia’s face.
‘I wasn’t sleeping, I was just writing the next report for you,’ Celestia swore Twilight had said more, but didn’t bring it up. Five uneventful minutes later, Celestia broke the awkward silence.
‘I got your third report, can I please have the fourth? Also, you look terrible. No offence or anything. Just go and get some sleep, my little pony.’ Twilight’s eyes had dark bags, and her eyes were red with lack of sleep. Her mane was a mess, but she had been up nearly all night.
‘But I have more to write down!’
‘At that rate, you won’t get any sleep for a few days. Go to bed, Twilight.’ The lavender mare sighed, and nodded. Her hoof moved to her face, wiping her eyes. Twilight trudged out of the room, heading to her own. Celestia stroked Luna’s mane, and left. The door closed softly.
AN: Hello again, thanks for reading!
I need a cover image, would someone please make me one? I'm a terrible drawer.