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I lift up my right hand, extending the palm onto the plaque by the side of the door; spreading my fingers wide, in order to open the door. I step out, with my older sister: Telestia in tow; only for the door to slide shut behind her, as she had cleared the threshold.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak..” is heard, as I walk towards the flight of stairs down to the ground floor.

I can’t quite help, but smiling. The squeaking noises following us down the stairs. Of course they are following us, wherever we go; it isn’t, as if they could go anywhere else. They can’t leave us, more than we could leave them.

Well, short of slipping the socks and stockings of off our feet, that is.

I have no intention to do that. I doubt my sister would, either. Well, there you have it.

There is a soft pitter-patter, as we walk down the flight of stairs. I do not slip, not as much as a hint of slipping. What I had not been expecting, is now revealed; as my feet stick to the hard oak-wood the stairs had been laid with, almost as if the wood had been sticky.

“Oh, oh..” I hear my sister exclaiming; as the realization is hitting home for her too.

“Yes..” I respond; “quite convenient, wouldn’t you say?” I inquire.

“I wasn’t looking forwards, to slipping and falling down the entire flight of stairs..” she declares; “I’m not into either Pain, or the Embarrassment that would ensue the incident!” she points out, in no uncertain terms.

“Me neither!” I respond.

“Not as if I had been wishing it upon anyone else..” she puts forth; Even if I guess I wouldn’t prevent anyone, who wanted to!” she concludes.

“Not our place to judge?” I inquire.

“Exactly!” she puts forth.

“I don’t like being Judged..” I put forth; “this could be our private refuge, from judgment and praying eyes?” I suggest.

“You just pull down the curtains, and no outsiders can see you!” she suggests.

“Who even know you have the Cottage?” Twilight inquires, snickering.

“Mum gave it to me..” Telestia puts forth; “so I guess, that should be safe!” she suggests.

“Guess who constructed the Cottage?” May proposes.

“No idea..” I concede; “it was a gift, from my Mum..” I continue; “she did not explain how or where she got it..” I explain; “and I can’t see any sign of who made it, or why!” I conclude.

“Twilight made it..” May points out; “as a Panorama, to demonstrate a product!” she elaborates.

“Your Mother is by no chance the Headmaster of the local University?” Twilight inquires.

“Yes!” Telestia responds, somewhat uncertain as to how that would explain anything.

“Twilight is marketing an entirely new, revolutionary Solar Panel..” Telestia explains.

“As a Scholar, the local University was the obvious choice!” Twilight points out.

“Oh, ok..” I put forth; “I guess; that would make sense, at least!” I concede.

“Twilight, if you are a scholar..” Telestia inquires; “does this mean; you could or would help me, us with Homework and studies too?” she then continues.

“Oh, but of course, Telestia..” Twilight responds; “that would be my pleasure; to help you out with Homework, Studies and even Independent Research!” she proclaims.

“Wait..” I exclaim; “you would do that, for us; Twilight?” I inquire.

“You two would have to put in some effort into it, of course..” Twilight concedes; “but I would be by your side, every step of the way; helping and guiding you to learn everything you want to know, so that you can go where you want to go and become who you want to be!” she confirms, quite eagerly.

“You are the best, Twilight!” we exclaim, as one.

It is too easy, to sugarcoat the details; hiding the fact, that result requires effort on your part. In the end, it would have come out as a lie. A lie, worse than just outright lying to the face.

I am not sure of what I want to become, in the future; but I have realized, I want to live here and be a friend of Twilight, May and Penelope.

Well, why not? I can live a good life, right here. Not a care in the world, just enjoying life as a Family, with a small group of friends.

“Just give me some time, explain what you want; and I will set up the plan for you, so that you can learn everything you need for the future!” Twilight States, as a Promise for the Future ahead of us.

“You could always bring in your school books, so we can study together..”May suggests; “and to give Twilight and me an idea, as to exactly where the two of you are now!” she then points out.

“I will bring the books, later today..” I promise; “along with the other scholastic material; such as schedule and other tools and equipment I have!” I continue.

“Me too, me too..” Telestia fills in.

“That is good!” Twilight agrees; “but right now; I think we should focus on breakfast, to get the day started properly!” she concludes.

With that; Twilight trots of towards the kitchen, in order to prepare our breakfast together.

“This will be so much fun!” I proclaim.

“Just imagine the Teachers, when they collect out tests next time..” Telestia puts forth, giggling.

“I should join the scholastic adventure..” May puts forth; “if for nothing more, than avoiding to be left out!!” she explains; “but for now, before we get to enjoy the breakfast; I do enjoy your style, a simple and united sense of unity!” she prompts.

“At least, for as long as we are here with you; we can wear these clothes with pride, enjoying ourselves here!” Telestia responds.

“At least, within the limits of Quantum Village; the Style, and the clothes will be perfectly fine!” May confirms.

“But..” I put forth; “A Village is more than just a single Cottage?” I inquire.

“Yes..” Penelope agrees; “Technically; a Village requires a group of homes, in a reasonably organized formation!” she fills in.

“No problems..” May puts forth; “We can always add a few more Cottages, at will!” she explains; “If and when we so desire, all based on what we need at any given time!” she concludes.

“Oh?” I inquire.

“I can pull a Cottage out of the Eather!” Twilight suggests; “I can even teach you, how to perform the feat!” she explains.

“This Cottage was crafted in Twilight town, by Twilight herself!” May puts forth.

“Wait..” Telestia prompts; “you can teach us how?” she inquires.

“You can call up the Schematics, from the schematics library..” May explains; “via the controls to the Television set in the living room!” she explains.

“Wait..” I inquire; “but; that sounds a bit, too easy!” I prompt.

“Weeeeell..”May starts; “it probably should have been!” she concedes; “Just that May drew Twilight on her Stylus; only to wake up, facing Twilight rendered before her!” she explained.

“You sketched up Twilight, on your Stylus?” I inquire.

“Not me!” May confesses; I am just part of the cottage Twilight crafted for the demonstration!” she continues; “That is this Cottage, in which we all live!” she points out.

“If Twilight crafted our Cottage, all by herself; I am still impressed, by her feat!” I put forth.

“That IS rather impressive, I guess!” May concedes.

“Who is Rarity?” I inquire.

“She is one of Twilights Original Friends..” May explains; “and a citizen of Twilight Town!” she explains.

“Oh..” I exclaim, as I am stepping into our Dining Room.

Naturally, the table is made. Just as our breakfast had been served.