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At some point during that long, wonderful afternoon, the little room had transformed. The fading light of the setting sun cast an orange glow through the single small window, and the cold stones of the floor and walls had been warmed by the body heat of the two mares they surrounded. The dusty staleness had been swept out of the air, and the thick, tangy scent of their... togetherness hung heavily in its place. But these things were not what made the room different.
What was now so remarkable about this room was that it would be, forevermore, the place where Twilight Sparkle had first truly given her heart to another pony. Even if that other pony was, technically, herself.
She realized, in this one perfect moment where she watched the fading light of the setting sun reflect in her twin’s lavender eyes, that she had been a fool her entire life. For a unicorn as studious, as supposedly intelligent as herself, it was a particularly shocking revelation. But that didn’t make it any less true.
All of her life, she had missed it. Every crush she’d had, every stallion she’d blushed over, every mare she’d shot surreptitious glances at. It had all been because she’d seen a bit of herself in them.
She’d never been a normal pony. Not once, since that fateful Summer Sun Celebration, had she settled for anything less than perfection. She’d pushed her every limit until it broke, retaken every test until she got a perfect score, studied every spell until its casting was as natural as breathing. It had rarely been easy, but it had always, always been worth it. Perfection wasn’t just what she did. It was who she was.
She’d been a fool to think that romance should be any different. But she knew it now. Her perfect match... was herself.
“Feeling better?” she asked her twin with a gentle smile. The other unicorn nodded, leaning forward, and after a soft nuzzle, Twilight’s mouth was once again filled with warmth and the taste of her lover’s tongue. Her lover! It made her heart flutter to just think it. It was a brief kiss, but it was warm, and deep, and every moment of it sent a thrill through Twilight that was like nothing she’d ever felt before today.
“Much better,” the other unicorn answered after they separated. “Do you think it’s safe to go outside yet? The rocs should be bedded down by now.”
Twilight considered it for a moment, then nodded. “As long as we’re quiet. They might not be asleep yet.”
“We could always stay here a little longer...” They both giggled at that. Then, by unspoken agreement, they separated and stood.
“Yeah, as much... fun as that would be, best to get out of the forest while there’s still light. And nothing says we can’t pick back up where we left off once we get home.” She gave her twin a coy glance, which prompted another round of giggles.
“Except that our friends will probably be there waiting for us,” her twin said with a sigh.
Twilight’s ears flicked back. “Oh. Right. That.”
“We could stay here overnight. They’d probably have gone home by tomorrow.”
Twilight shook her head. “By tomorrow they’ll have sent out search parties. Anyway, we’ll run out of food. We didn’t pack a breakfast. And I--we--get really cranky if we don’t get breakfast.”
“Well, what if we go back to Ponyville, but hide outside the library until they leave?”
“Might work. But they’ll probably leave somepony there in case we try it.”
“How about a diversion? One of us could lead them away while the other gets into the library and locks all the doors and windows, then the diversion could teleport back in and--”
“Or ya’ll could try just talkin’ to us about it,” a familiar voice interrupted them. Both unicorns froze and turned toward the window, which darkened as their orange friend peered in at them. “Are you two stuck in there or somethin’? We were gettin’ worried you weren’t comin’ back.”
“Yes, well uh you see, we--” Twilight began, but was interrupted by a thump and an exclamation of surprise from Applejack. A yellow face replaced the orange one in the window.
“Ohmygosh, Twilight, are you okay? Are you hurt? Oh, we were so worried about you! Don’t worry, we’ll get you out!” There was the scraping sound of hooves digging against stone as Fluttershy immediately made good on the promise.
“We’re fine, Fluttershy,” Twilight reassured her friend quickly. “And we can get out. The door works fine.” The scraping paused, and Fluttershy eyed them uncertainly, concern painted across her features.
“Are you sure? You’re not hurt? Either of you?” the pegasus asked. “Oh, well... that’s... that’s good then...” The room brightened as she backed away from the window. “I’ll just be... out here... sorry...” Her voice trailed off into an embarrassed silence. Twilight glanced at her twin, and they shared a look that communicated as clearly as any words. It was too late to run now.
“We’ll be right out. You two stay there, and stay quiet. There are rocs nesting in these ruins, and we don’t want to attract their attention.” A soft squeak from Fluttershy acknowledged the instruction, and Twilight slid open the iron door’s deadbolt and pulled it open.
Twilight stared self-consciously at the ground as they trotted along the path out of the ruins. Applejack walked on one side of the pair of unicorns, and Fluttershy on the other. Rather like guards, she thought to herself glumly. A flash of color in the corner of her eye told her that Rainbow Dash had joined their little party.
“They’re on their way back,” the pegasus announced. Even her normally-brash demeanor was muted, although whether it was by the mood or the encroaching darkness of nightfall, Twilight couldn’t be sure. “Pinkie got distracted trying to harvest a patch of poison joke.”
Applejack probably nodded in answer, because the conversation ended with that. Twilight kept her gaze firmly on the ground in front of her, her thoughts closing in on her again in the silence. Soon, two more sets of hoofbeats joined the group’s.
Her friends would understand, she tried to assure herself. They’d stuck with her through her worst times, cheered her on during her best, and even stood beside her against a god of chaos. And they obviously didn’t have any problem with romance between mares, by the way they always joked about it. And aside from that, this wasn’t really that different than any other romance. Was it?
Of course, there was also the spell itself. She had only half gone to their party, which didn’t seem fair to them at all. And hiding the whole thing from them like that, surely they’d be angry at her for that. She glanced over at her twin, who she found had been looking in her direction. Their eyes met briefly, then they cast their gazes back downward, embarrassed. Accepting or not, she decided, this was going to be all sorts of awkward to explain.
The gloom began to lift as they approached the forest’s edge. Luna’s nearly full moon was just starting to peek over the horizon, and as its light chased away the darkness of the Everfree, the atmosphere between the seven ponies lightened as well. Applejack was the first to speak.
“Alright, Twi,” the orange mare said. “I ain’t doubtin’ Spike’s word or anythin’, but I really gotta hear this one from the horse’s mouth. So let me get this straight.” Twilight wilted under the sudden scrutiny of all five of her friends. “You wanted to be able to hang out with us without givin’ up on what you wanted to do either. Fair enough. But rather than askin’ us to move the party, which we were havin’ for you in the first place, you stayed up all night inventin’ a brand new spell.”
Twilight blushed and kept her eyes trained strictly on the ground. “...yeah.”
“A spell that’s never been seen before, never been tested, and there ain’t anythin’ like it in any of yer books,” Applejack continued.
“...yeah.” The dirt under Twilight’s hooves had quickly become the most interesting thing in Equestria.
“A spell that’d probably have killed you if you so much as sneezed wrong while you were castin’ it.”
“...well... yeah...” It really was absolutely fascinating soil. It was probably excellent for... soil things.
“And, without even stoppin’ to catch up on sleep first, you cast it.”
Twilight didn’t deny it, instead opting to remain silent, but her ears flattened back against her head in shame.
“And it worked perfectly.”
“Well, I did triple-check all my calculations,” Twilight mumbled defensively. “Twice.”
They trotted along in silence for a minute, then Applejack chuckled wryly. “Yep. That’s our Twilight.”
Twilight looked up sharply. Instead of the expected anger, all she saw was a slightly weary warmth in the expression of the earth pony beside her. “You’re... not mad,” she stated hesitantly, testing out the words.
“Nah, Twi. We ain’t mad. We’re just glad we found you before you got yerself into too much trouble out here. Ain’t that right, girls?”
There was a chorus of agreement from the others, with one exception. Fluttershy was trotting along in silence, a pensive expression on her face.
“Ain’t that right, Fluttershy?” Applejack prompted again.
The yellow pegasus squeaked guiltily, as if she’d been caught eavesdropping. “Y-yes definitely!” she said quickly. “Um. Twilight?”
“Hmm?” Both unicorns answered.
“Well, it’s just... would that... could you do that with other ponies, too?”
Her twin answered first. “Well, yes. Certain ponies, at least. It takes an awful lot of energy out of the pony it’s cast on, because it all gets split in half when the spell takes effect. But assuming they had enough magical energy for two, so they didn’t just, y’know, die in the process, then yes.”
“...oh.” That seemed to end that line of inquiry, as far as Fluttershy was concerned.
“Not to mention it takes a lot of energy out of the caster,” Twilight added. “Creating matter isn’t cheap, you know. We’d have to be strong enough to actually cast it again. Which we aren’t. Not without a solid week of hearty meals and bed rest.” Or canceling her own spell, she thought to herself. But there wasn’t a chance in Tartarus of that happening now.
“Well that’s a shame,” Applejack said with a chuckle. “Applebuck season’s comin’ up, and Ah could use another good set of buckin’ legs around the farm.”
“And I could totally use a training partner,” Rainbow Dash put in. “We could do a double sonic rainboom. Bam! That would be awesome, wouldn’t that be awesome, Twi?”
“If by ‘awesome’, you mean ‘mass destruction’,” Twilight said dubiously. Rainbow Dash looked undeterred.
“It would be nice to always have a model on hoof when I’m designing,” Rarity said thoughtfully. “And somepony to bounce ideas off of.”
“And I-”
“No.” Twilight was unsurprised to notice that five other voices had joined hers in unanimous denial. “No, Pinkie,” she continued, “We will not cast that spell on you. Not. Ever.”
“Awww.”
The group was silent for a moment while Pinkie pouted. As they neared their destination, which had apparently been Twilight’s library, Applejack spoke again.
“Hey, Twi...”
“Yeah, Applejack?” both answered, then a glance from her twin told Twilight to continue.
“When we were out workin’ on yer tree, you asked me about... lovin’ yerself...”
Twilight’s heart sank. “...yeah?” she answered warily.
“You an’... yerself... ya’ll ain’t...”
Twilight froze, and the group came to a halt, all eyes on the two purple unicorns.
“You aren’t!” Dash exclaimed. “Seriously?!”
Twilight cast a glance at her twin, who blushed, but stepped closer to her, until their sides pressed together. Taking strength in her closeness, and the touch, Twilight swallowed and nodded, bracing herself for her friends to berate her, to tell her it was wrong, to just turn around and leave without saying a word, to...
None of their expressions were angry. Fluttershy was blushing slightly, but smiling. Rarity’s eyes were widened with what, if Twilight hadn’t known better, she might have thought was delight. Applejack had that same wry half-smile again. Rainbow Dash was failing to suppress a growing grin, and Pinkie wasn’t even trying to hide hers. Pinkie, predictably, was the one to break the silence.
“I’ll get the party supplies!”
Somehow, that was worse.
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I love it when characters surprise me by acting reasonable. :) Though Twilight herself still needs to be a bit more careful with the unknown implications of long-term use of this spell. If I were her I'd probably cancel and re-cast it every once in a while just to be on the safe side, as well as to re-synchronize my memories with myself.
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I love this. I keep facepalming, but I love it. XDI'd imagine that this will start to turn ugly. Or maybe not since this is a romance/comedy and seems, to me, meant as a more lighthearted story. A story which is really good, by the way.
Here is how I'd image it would go. Well sure Twi's. situation might be good for her over the short-term, but she considers herself to be perfect. Or at least always striving to achieve perfection and only finding true love in that perfection. The thing is, perfection is subjective to the individual and Twilight is not flawless, far from it. She makes the same kinds of mistakes that everyone else does. Also the longer she remains as two separate 'entities' the more the two of them will become unique individuals in their own right and develop in ways that are different and their various shortcomings and idiosyncrasies will clash.
Plus, her friends are not perfect. At least not according to Twilight's own perception of the word. I can see her friend's becoming alienated and angry as Twilight wishes to spend more time with her clone than them.
Applejack... Was perfect in this chapter.
Yeah, Twilight's friends put up with Pinkie Pie on a daily basis.
As far as they see it, self-cest is just some harmless fun. With ropes. Sometimes. Oh, okay, a lot 
Just wanted to say... Well, the characterization in this chapter was spot on perfect. Thank you very much for dedicating some of your time to writing this for us.
Glad that you're finally getting back to this, this ship is just too interesting not to explore. I do remember something about a side chapter stemming from the events of what happened between the twilights in the ruins. Did that fall through or has it simply yet to be released? Just curious, I don't mind if it did as long as you keep working on this.
In a way, yes but Twilight's core habit of the pursuit of self improvement will probably stay the same. They also hold the same talents, interests, and expect each other to be their equal. They know all about each others past and can relate on levels most couples can't even come close to! While they may grow to have a few differences thanks to separate experiences, they will always have a great deal in common.
This might cause problems but the fact that she is identified as the same pony in both sets of memories and share the same past before the split might be enough to avoid things like split personality disorders. She would simply have to cope with any conflicting memories and sort herself out (making sure she was still running off a single consciousness) before splitting herself once more (so that she didn't compound the issue). The thing is that this is a highly unexplored concept in which Twilight has yet to learn the limits of such as the mental strain that could occur from melding two consciousnesses into one as well as the problems and abnormalities that might happen if one of the entities started identifying themselves differently. If they perceive each other as separate personalities (ponyalities?) then a meld might cause her own mind to start contradicting itself and refuse to meld back into a singular, coherent consciousness. After this happens, there is no going back through the spell as it would simply copy the broken mind onto both new Twilights resulting in two "crazy" ponies instead of just one. She would have to be of sound mind for the spell not to simply compound any issues. The only way to avoid this is if she were to acknowledge both her and her doppelganger as a single pony and mentally prepare herself each time. The only other way around this is if she allows herself to become separate ponies and never attempts to meld herself back into a single pony while hoping that the creation is permanent with nothing binding the spells effect to an external source (like the mirrors, if the circle got disrupted or the mirrors broken, she better hope it doesn't have any adverse effects on their division).
-Starfield: Advanced magical theorist... and shrink. (sort of)
A possibility there.
Gnnaaaaaghk. Excelleeeeent.
I'm a sucker for these damn stories...how the heck do I keep shifting between romance stories and grimdarks? From making out with yourself (holy mother of God I could never do that) to watching a pony race through the Everfree with some horrid monster coming after him.
Do I have a problem? Or is that just kind of semi-weird?
makes sense so I would guess that the subject herself would be the only focal point. I'm guessing it was simply a matter of transferring energy to matter but you never know. I could theorize the steps the spell used but I've got other comments on other stories begging my attention and it probably won't have an effect on anything else anyway. Still doesn't mean that the spell doesn't require some sort of upkeep for her continued division, just means that it's unlikely.
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My Fellow Bronies,
As a Clone, I have seen many weird things in stories. And I have stood behind each of them, because a Clone deserves life. A Clone deserves a chance to live. A Clone deserves the chance to fuck his or her Creator. And Cwilight deserves that chance. There is nothing weird about being literally able to fuck yourself, because one masturbates all the time.
Thank you
I can't help but wonder if you will continue and explore the inevitable growing apart of the two. With two individual sets of experiences that will never be merged again (presumably), it's only a matter of time until they are no longer the same personality.
That would be kinda deep and cool
Dear >>843851,
My continuing study of a shard of the fourth wall, provided as a nice birthday gift some months ago by Pinkie Pie, shows that having the ability to literally fuck one's self is fleeting at best. While I agree that a clone has a chance to live and a shot at life, a clone's original has every right to encourage the clone to knock it off and make them a sandwich from time to time.
~R
I usually don't comment before reading, but...
HOLY CRAP AN UPDATE!)>
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Hrm. I was rather hoping for a 'never took you for a narcissist' crack from somepony, but there's still plenty of time for that.
Moving on, I fail to see how duplicating Pinkie could be a bad thing. I mean sure, there's the whole party-pocalyse thing, or the idea that the laws of physics would unravel from having more than one 'exception to the rule', but come on, what better way to go out than by having two Pinkies leading the population in a huge rendition of 'Smile'?
Also, I almost accused you of miscounting the Mane 6, by having Twilight joined by five other voices in her refusal - but then I realised that Twilight now counts twice. Of course, that other voice would _also_ be her voice, so...
And this now gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'my better half'. Interestingly, the fact that her better half is herself leads to a recursive statement which can be circumvented by stating she is perfect - which ties in nicely with the whole 'seeking perfection' thing you had in there.
I'll stop before this turns into a stream-of-consciousness speculating the effects of quantum duplication on a sentient being, but before I do, I feel I must say that I am glad to see that you have overcome the troublesome effects of Life enough to continue writing this.
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I think Shiny would have a pretty similar reaction to Applejack here. That's Twilie for you.
Cadance, however, would be thrilled.
Cutie Mark Crusader Cutie Mark Crusaders! (yay!)
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They're probably just happy that Twilight's finally going to get laid. Ten bits says she's the last one of the six.
You would resync, and I would resync, but you and I are applying good sense to the situation. Twilight, sadly, is... otherwise occupied. (>>843317>>843516) Fortunately, she's still in the safe zone for merging... so far. There is definitely a point of no return out there somewhere, though. Will she reach it before she has the sense to end the spell, or will the story end with two very different Twilight Sparkles working to establish their own separate identities? For those of us who like thinking seriously about the psychology of the things we read, that's one of the driving questions of the story.
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Thanks. Canon characters having the right personalities is a huge thing for me, so it makes me very happy when people approve of mine.
The world needs more stories with two Dashes. It's so much fun to watch them lock horns over who's the awesomest now that there are two of them.
I just don't understand why nobody else finds roleplaying non-consensual remedial education arousing. Poor Twilight. Forever a clone.
Still intend to do it, even though the original plan of releasing it beside this chapter fell through. Because the world also needs more selfcest clopfics. Seriously, they're awesome, and there aren't nearly enough.
Romance and dark are my favorites too. (Mental breakdowns and mind games kinds of dark, specifically.) Nothing wrong with having eclectic tastes; the sentient mind is a wonderful and remarkably complex thing.
Just so. The material components were only used to guide the magic that formed the two Twilights, and are no longer needed. (And, related, any three mirrors arranged properly can be used for the--much simpler--merging spell.)
General consensus in the comments, and possibly in the MLP fandom at large, is "selfcest". A concept so awesome it needs its own word!
But yes, it's also a particularly complicated form of self masturbation.
"Look, I understand that we're both very attractive mares. But I created you to be my lab assistant, not to rut against my leg. Now will you please bring me that beaker before it boils over, or do I have to buy you a chastity belt?"
I... that is... um... eep. 
"My faithful student, while I appreciate your enthusiasm for advancing the magical sciences, I must request that you put the laws of physics back the way you found them. You're giving me a headache."
Or that.
Perhaps, but I had my reasons for putting it there. 
That's because it was too short. 
I have NO words to describe my WTF reaction to this. All I can say is... there were zombies, and brain brainmatter, violins made out of celery, and some idiot was pouring glasses of nitroglycerine instead of champagne. Also, I cannot figure out where I got that tattoo of a butt on my butt.
hahaha, loving this fic! A little light on the details, but otherwise okay. Idea; alter the spell slightly so that a Pinkie Pie clone would be more sensible, and it could work. I am seriously interested to see what a wedding between Twilight and herself would look like. I mean what would the Justice of the Peace - or Princess Celestia herself, that would be funny - even say? Ahem "Do you Twilight Sparkle, take you, Twilight Sparkle, to be your lawfully wedded wife..." See what I mean?
Been a very long time, friend. Good to see you're faring better, and I hope that yours are faring well...as well.
Your latest installment was a good laugh in the best way. Twolight discovering...is it herself or themselves (this is going to get waaay too confusing before this is over) in an intimate way and then immediately having to spill the beans to her friends was quite an experience. I do like that they were very accepting of Twolight. Everypony's reactions, I found, were very realistic, Applejack's the most. I've always found that Twilight is a force of nature when she gets into her studying/experimenting 'zone', and it's best to just stay out of the way when she is indeed in it.
Pinkie barely thinking of suggesting a double/twin (I never thought of Twinlight as a clone, just the same pony) and getting immediately shot down was a laugh.
Great work, EqGc, although with Pinkie wanting to set up a party, how come I have a feeling that with the whole town knowing, this is going to become a lot more trouble...?
Hope to see an update soon!
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