Twilight Conspiracy Follow-up · 10:58pm Jan 31st, 2016
This is a follow-up to Twilight Conspiracy, if you have not read it be ye warned. Spoilers and explaining lie below.
So Twilight has gone nuts in research. The usual for her.
She barely even needed to leave her precious tomes either. If her coffee ran low it was filled within a few minutes. Low on parchment or ink? A stack of parchment or full inkpot just turned up at the corner of her desk.
This was both Spike supplying her like a good little slave, servant, assistant, and a reference I was trying to make to the postman from Little Inferno. He just bring you whatever you need and you never need to leave your place of refuge.
Hairs popping free and ear twitching is Twilight going crazy just a bit. Like in Lesson Zero.
“Princess? No letters to the princess! No! They can’t know, they can’t know,” Twilight cried out. She fell to murmuring, “Princess, they can’t know,” over and over again.
Conspiracy nut knowing too much for their own good not wanting government to find out? Check.
Lifesaving research
I really did want ti to come through that Twilight thought she was saving everyone through this research. That this was their salvation and her friends from her perspective were delaying it. Much to Twilight's dismay.
Twilight began to clean up the window’s glass, reforming it with the frame using magic. A spell she only bothered to learn after Rainbow Dash had crashed through her windows so many times. It had become nearly a weekly thing to have to repair her entry into the tree library. Occasionally it even required some magic to regrow bits of the tree itself. She muttered all the while about learning to use a door.
Rainbow crashes into stuff so much I would think Twi would have countless repair spells like this at the ready.
Now why are you tucked up here snugger than a snake in hibernation?” Applejack finished.
Thoughts came to Twilight's mind with those last words. Horrible thoughts of a day long ago.
Twilight woke up the snakes in Winter wrap up. Old callbacks.
She ignored the question and rushed over to a corkboard on the side with so many pictures and bits of string pinned between them. Twilight took another bit of string, tied it around a pin and stuck it into a paper that she wrote the words “Snakes Hibernate” on.
And the classic conspiracy theory lines connecting everything board.
“There is no flying snake beast,” Twilight stopped, and then thought for a moment on what she had just said. Considering all she had been researching, “Actually I should probably research that one just to be sure. The yaks might have something in their mythology.”
Thank you both actual mythology and Dnd for so many examples of this. Winged serpent tends to be a more common name in modern times.
princesses are always watching us.
ALWAYS WATCHING!
That they are lizard ponies from a secret society sent here to control our world for their own overlords
Lizard people conspiracy.
That Starswirl the Bearded’s disappearance from history was an inside job.
Government can deal with anyone they want, at any time.
That aliens watch us from their advanced boxes from the sky.
And us, the bronies.
Little twitches and ticks became more apparent as she was watched. She curled up on the floor, gripping her tail between her hooves seemingly petting it over and over. She muttered, “Everything will be fine,” over and over.
Hooray for insanity! Go mental breakdowns!
“Are you still there?”
Portal Turret.
freaky magic
I could really do a whole story on this one line alone. Just different races having differing perceptions of the norm. Rainbow is used to flight, and considers magic freaky to her. Any earth pony might consider them both freaky, but that is the world of Equestria for you. Yay subtle racism?
She shivered at a past memory of a Nightmare Night she could never forget.
Luna may be too shouty. 
Dear Princess Celestia,
Twilight is nuts. Send help.
That's Rainbow Dash for you. Blunt, and to the point.
The door to Sugarcube Corner opened and a purple and green little dragon walked in.
Spike Ex Machina.
“Yes, Spike, but it's the subject matter that is the problem,” Pinkie said to herself.
1st real hints of Pinkie knowing more than she let on.
Did you have any cupcakes tonight? With pink frosting?
“Because my hoof is stained from the back of that letter.”
The Sign of the cupcake. A terrible call that must be answered immediately.
Twilight knew it well and instantly recognised it. She shot up from her work in a panic. Only the princess, The Princess, would know that knock.
She's here. PANIC!
The dazzling brilliance of the teeth reflected the rays of Celestia's sun into the crowd.
Somepony in the crowd shouted, “My eyes!”
The pair nuzzled in the doorway, Twilight looking on the back of Celestia's neck all the while for a zipper of some sort.
Gotta watch out for those lizard ponies in normal pony skins. Also Slitheen
She would have to be very careful how she navigated this conversation to not get banished. Or thrown in a dungeon. Or banished and thrown in a dungeon in the place she was banished to.
Old callbacks.
The Princess Manifesto
Communist Manifesto, Praise Celestia.
Sea Ponies Among Us
It shifted instantly to a smile. She reached out at tapped Celestia’s nose with her hoof tip. Unprepared for such a silly thing, Celestia just stood there baffled looking down at the hoof.
Boop!
Thank you, Agent Pink. Continue monitoring target Purplesmart.
Pinkie is best spy.
