Just because I had gone to bed, in the privacy of my own home, doesn’t mean I will wake up there.

While I did not know to accuse the Draconequus named Discord, but it is he who placed me where I had woken up.

While the bed initially looks fairly normal, but I had been changed beyond reason.  Why had he picked me for this joke? Why do I have to walk on hooves? What other sinister changes had he imposed upon me?

Discord is bored.  What to do, what to do?

How about creating a new village, just to confuse the poor Ponies and Humans passing by?  No harm done, just erecting a few seemingly normal buildings in the form of a village.

Where to place a new village?  In the past and close by, so you can see what happens.

With Fluttershy in mind, the village is going to have Cottages, just like hers.

As the most successful Earthpony of Ponyville, Pinkie Pie established an Academy for gifted Earthponies. Sharing with others, all she had learned; with a wide grin all over her and beaming like Celestia’s Sun.

Filthy Rich was only too eager to sign up his firstborn daughter to the Academy, with the hopes that the success and prestige would rub off on his daughter and his business.

A promise given, is a promise fulfilled; or Pinkie Pie will be most annoyed. Something no Pony is eager to experience, even in second hoof.

Of course, this is bound to be a busy time for Diamond Tiara. Just for the surprises Pinkie Pie is promising to offer. What ever that means this time.

    We go to bed every night, knowing full well that we are going to wake up the following morning; in our own bed, looking exactly as we had the previous night.  What if you noticed, neither was true?  Or that you are neither who you where or where you where?

    The bed may have felt comfortable and familiar enough, but that is where the familiarities ended.

    Apparently, she is now a Pony as a stranger, in a strange land.  She may feel as if she was the same, but how much had actually changed?

    Exactly where is she?  Who are the new neighbours?  Why exactly, is everything so bright and colourful?

Pinkie Pie had an idea, planning a Mother’s Day surprise for her friends, and Twilight Sparkle is not escaping this time. How Pinkie Pie came up with the idea, or how she managed to pull the strings together is anypony’s guess. Pinkamena Diane Pie does not say.

For some reason, Twilight Sparkle had forgotten that it is Mother’s day, again. Maybe Spike could have told her, had she not sent him off on an errand just the other day.

A gift is a gift, even if it was from her long time friend Pinkie Pie. This time, it had been Mr. Chekov’s gun. Just like Mr. Checkov’s gun is known to, it goes off.

Twilight Sparkle was granted a Royal Library as part of the castle in which she is residing, as Princess of Friendship. If her old library was good for the small village of Ponyville, the new library is graced with numerous and highly priced and valuable books, both great and small.

Pinkie Pie found joy in the value hidden within the still small library from the first day. She is regularly coming back, in search of books of direct interest, or randomly going through the books before her.

Pinkie Pie is found incapable of forgetting even the smallest detail, and having direct access to the wealth of knowledge she has been gathering: even if she had managed to forget her very own birthday, or other details of no humorous value.

As a Princess, Twilight Sparkle is holding on to books of value, books of great power in magic hidden among them. What happens, when the pink mare stumbles upon the dangerous material contained within these ancient tomes?

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After a long day, Princess Twilight Sparkle enters her room; worn down by her Royal duties, only to stumble into another conundrum.

Can she handle the situation she is faced with, finding her mirror selves as Earth, Unicorn and Pegasus Ponies, aside from the one mysterious, Mare-Do-Well?

If it isn’t enough challenge to handle all her mirror selves, what about the other changes that came with them, including the Castle and the castle gardens at the edge of Ponyville?

Ps: Note that I will have to pick and choose who the aspects of Twilight are, based off of the little we have seen of her in specific situations

The Princess of Friendship had just past away, and a funeral is held to her honour, in order to see her safely to the other side.

It is a solumn day of mourning, and every Pony invited is there.

Even the clouds honour Twilight Sparkle on the one last of her days.

I had applied for the school and was happily accepted. Going to a boarding school should be fun, taking a break from everything that was going on back home.

Latex Elementary had come up on the list of Boarding Schools, to which I could apply. If it was the name of the school, the list of subjects, the teachers, the rooms or just a chance to get a fresh start, but I had applied.

I am looking forwards to making new friends and reading the new subjects, taking new classes.

Naturally, there are new experiences afoot. (Ages are adjusted where required.)

Living at a filly orphanage isn’t all that bad, even if most of us are missing our original parents who gave us birth and love. Would we have been Ponies, if we had not been missing them?

Once you are fed, clothes, educated and entertained; life feels safe and happy, a normal life as any Pony would have told you.

I have my very own room, and with a wardrobe full of my shiny clothes. If you had told me it isn’t customary for Ponies to wear these clothes, fashioned out of local Latex Rubber; anyone of us would have laughed you out of the area, in no time flat. Why shouldn’t a filly wear these? I do love my bikini.