Robbed Birthrights (Revised)

by Zwooteh

Chapter 3- The Madness of Twilight Sparkle

Twilight Sparkle
Apart from Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle seemed almost as eager to meet you and welcome you into your new home. According to Twilight, it was her that moved to Ponyville last and her that reassured you that Pinkie Pie was not preying on you and she did this for every newcomer in the Town. You had been very quick to take to Twilight since she was once in a very familiar position to you so she could sympathise with you on what it was like to be the newbie in town. So for this reason you decided it would be prudent as well as enjoyable to spend a little more time with her and not, for example, Fluttershy, who still to this day can’t look you in the eye without copious amounts of ‘eeping’ and blushing.

After spending a few moments dithering as to the location of the Ponyville library where Twilight resided you set off on a steady trot, ruminating on how much easier things would be if you still had full flight capabilities, willing yourself not to dwell on it you pick up the pace so you have as much time with twilight as possible before you need to start work again. Usually you spend your free lunch hour with Pinkie Pie but today she seems to have just... vanished although, with Pinkie, that sort of thing is considered a regular occurrence, or so you’re told. Before too long you see the overgrown tree that doubles up as both a library and Twilight’s house, you deem it necessary to think of how you’re going to greet her and say how you want to spend time with her beforehand so to avoid any more embarrassing incidents this morning.
Doing your best to push the memories of this morning out of your head you close the distance between yourself and the tree-home.

Upon arriving, you couldn’t help but overhear the frantic voices coming from within, or to be more accurate, a single frantic voice accompanied by a more relaxed male voice. Taking a second to wonder if you should just come back later and wait until whatever was happening inside has subsided, and just find another one of Rainbow’s friends to spend time with, you take stock of your choices of who to go for next. You can’t go to Applejacks, since it’s a 40 minute round trip and that would only leave you 15 minutes to talk with her, Rainbows was out of the question for obvious reasons, as was Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy perhaps? But she never seems too eager to talk to you for extended period of time; you make a mental note to set aside a couple of days to work on the particular friendship. You consider going to Rarity’s but from what you heard, she considers it rude on her part NOT to spend 4 hours at a time talking about and reviewing strangers fashion, and let’s face it, that was the last thing you wanted to do with your time. Steeling yourself to face whatever is happening inside; you knock on the library door.

A few seconds pass and the commotion inside doesn’t let up, you were about to knock again when the door opens up, only, there was nopony standing in the doorway, thinking that Twilight used magic to open the door, you take a step forward when a male voice and green spines catch your attention. Looking down you’re met with something that robs you of your speech for the 2nd time this morning. It was a... Dragon?! Only a very small, very cute baby dragon with no wings that could actually talk in a language you can understand. This must be Twilights assistant she mentioned. When Twilight first said to you than she runs the library with her assistant you envisioned this mysterious ‘assistant’ to be her brother or a friend, definitely not a small, purple dragon.

Doing your best to regain your composure, you ask the only question that seems to be on your mind (apart from the ‘What the heck are you?’ question)

“What in the hay is happening here” You ask the Dragon.

He chuckles in response before replying “Oh, Twilight is just having another one of her freak-out’s, no biggie”

It didn’t look like no biggie to you, but then again, that response had just come from a fire breathing reptile. You decided to voice your concerns to him after catching site of the contents of the libraries book shelves scattered across the room.

“This doesn’t exactly look like ‘no biggie’ to me, in fact, this looks like a rather large biggie, on the grand scale of biggies!”

“Trust me, she does this a lot, the first couple of times it is worrying but after you get to see that it’s just Twilight being Twilight” the small Dragon chortled.

You decided to take his word for it, it hit you then that you never asked his name.

“I never did catch your name” you said to him.

“Oh, I’m Spike, Twilight’s number one assistant!” The Dragon told you proudly, with his chest puffed out a little.

“Well, she could certainly use your assistance here” You told Spike.

“Nah, Take my word for this one, you cannot help, you cannot calm her down. Just wait it out”

This didn’t sit well with you, the thought of watching Twilight struggle while you just put your hooves up and relaxed seemed like a douchey move on your part. Determined to help her in some small way you stepped your way past the small dragon and call out to Twilight.

“Er, Hello Twilight. What’s wrong?” you tentatively ask her.

She whips her head up and fixes you with a manic gaze; safe to say that this wasn’t the Twilight you met at Pinkie Pie’s party.

“Oh OH, Thank Celestia you’re here! I need somepony to help me! Spike it being less than helpful right now and I need to find this for the princess because I’m her star pupil and if I don’t do this for her I will no longer be her star pupil and I will go back to magic kindergarten and I will be laughed at and the Princess will be mad at me and th-“

Before she could continue this furious tirade of verbal diarreah you cut her off,

“Slow down Twilight! You’re going a mile a minute!” You tell her.

From the doorway Spike gives you a look that quite plainly says ‘I told you so’

Twilight takes a deep breath and seems to become a little less frantic, she starts again
“I am Princess Celestia’s star pupil as you know and I need to send her bi-weekly reports on my finding of the magic of friendship only this week I made one and spike was about to send it but Pinkie came bursting in and distracted us all. After she had gone I was going to get Spike here to send it but I lost it!”

Two thoughts crossed your mind, first of all, how can somepony get so worked up over such a trivial matter, and second of all, why didn’t she just re-write her report? You decided against asking the first question but ventured with the second one. You almost immediately regret it since she regains the manic look in her eyes and snaps at you.

“But that wouldn’t be the same! It would be... wrong!”

You didn’t really want to argue with Twilight in her frenzied state so at the very least, you decided you would at least offer to help out, and after all, you would be getting to know her better (albeit a warped version of her.)

“Would you like me to help you out at all Twilight?” You asked her.

“Oh, would you please?” She asks you in genuine surprise.

“Sure! I would be glad you give you a hand, it’s really the least I can do to repay you for being so nice to me when we first met” You replied with a smile.

“Well, last time I saw the letter, it was on the table in the kitchen. I’ve looked all through there so I’m trying in here.” Twilight informed you.

Setting to work looking for the lost letter you couldn’t help but think that this really wasn’t what you had in mind when you envisioned you and Twilight hanging out together, you were hoping for a picnic, or at the very least, a cup of tea and some small talk. But searching through the ruins of a once tidy library wasn’t what you were expecting. Sighing to yourself for the 4th time that morning you began digging through the strewn books, thinking how much more difficult she had probably made this by dragging each book out, the letter could be anywhere! Inside a book, under the pile, upstairs, but the sooner it was found the sooner Twilight would be able to relax, or so you hoped. You were hit with a sudden and rather obvious solution to this.

“Twilight, why don’t you just use your magic to find it?” You ask her.

She glares daggers at you; you immediately guessed that this was the wrong thing to ask her.

“Because it doesn’t work like that!” She snapped “For me to be able to retrieve it I need direct line of site of it or I need to be able to picture its location clearly, AND I CAN’T DO EITHER!”

She was really starting to freak you out now, not much can faze you, but this was something else. You could see in her eyes she was on the verge of a full metal breakdown.

Getting as much distance between her, the books and you as you could, encase she starting hurling things, you decide to search upstairs when you notice the look on Spikes face. Like he was holding back a torrent of laughter. Figuring that Spike was up to something you weave around Twilight and the book pile and confront him.

“Spike, I know that look, that’s the sort of look that suggests that you have had something to do with this...” You say flatly.

Spike snorts in laughter and motions you to lean in so he can whisper something to you.

“Ok, well the truth is, is that I have actually already sent the letter!” Spike whispered

You facehoofed.

“Don’t you think it would have been a good idea to tell Twilight this in the first place?” You whisper back hurriedly, lest Twilight catch you two whispering and decide to interrogate you both.

“Well, I was going to you see, but Twilight gets worked up really quickly, and by the time I realised what the problem was it had already escalated much faster than I would have guessed!” Spike told you.

The look on Spikes face changed in an instant, from glee to terror just like that. You could only think that Twilight had somehow heard all of that, and sure enough, floating above you, encase in a purple sheath of light, was Twilight looking like she could skin you both.

“When I heard you two whispering, little old me thought that it was something important, and Spike seemed to be having too much of a good time!” She almost cackled at you.

Oh buck.

You ran out of there, leaving poor Spike to his fate, whatever that may be.

Needless to say that this afternoon really hadn’t gone as you planned or expected it to. Instead of tea and cupcakes you had insanity and a near-death experience. You shivered when you considered the party tonight. Something told you that Twilight hadn’t quite finished with you.

Walking back down the path you came you glanced up into the cool afternoon sky, the day was mainly cloudy with a few shafts of sunlight breaking through the cloud cover, and of course, as fate would have it, you spied Rainbow Dash hovering somewhere near the rooftops of a group of houses talking very fast to another Pegasus, this one was grey with a bubble cutie mark. Taking a second to gawk in Dash’s direction you kept looking at her lips, at first you were wondering what sort of conversation had her speaking so animatedly, sure enough though, your free-wandering thoughts drifted to more private areas. You wondered what it would be like to run your hooves over her body and kiss her supple lips an- You again tore your thoughts away from such areas, standing in middle of Ponyville wasn’t exactly the classiest place to have those thoughts, and, if the party later went anything like you imagined (or indeed hoped) it to be, those thoughts would indeed be a reality.

So, once again setting off back to Sugar Cube Corner, you thought you could hear the sounds of poor Spike, being given one heck of a verbal lashing. The small smile on your face fell off as quickly as it appeared when you remembered that you too would have to face the wrath of Twilight Sparkle that evening.

Comments

[Stryker12324]

Dun, dun, duunnn.

I'd hate to on the receiving end of one of Twilight's mental breakdowns.

[Fourpony]

779224
Oh I am sure Twilight would apologize after the verbal tear down, seeing as how she is so unsure of herself.

Also good story, I just have to follow it seeing as how I am addicted to 2nd person fics with good grammar (though this chapter had a couple more errors then the last 2).

[Zwooteh]

813298

Grammar isn't exactly my strongest point. What I lose in grammar, I make up for in my vocabulary

[Fourpony]

820206
Ooooo, I like vocabulary too, though it needs to be used in a fashion that fits the word, you can't just sprinkle in some words the finish is a "tadah!" cause Homey don't play that. But I can say I have seen far worse.

[Android]

Maybe it's just me but I'd expect the OC to be resentful of RD since she's basically everything he used to be and wants to be.

If it was me id feel a little bit resentful of her

[Orange Horse]

Great so far. You, sir, have piqued my interest. Please, by all means, continue.

[Phys]

no update?

[mycarhasaMoustache]

I take it this is dead?