Celestia’s bright, morning sun rose gently over the sweet population of the tiresome, little town of Ponyville. Birds sang a cheery song to their young, and a lone rooster let out a fierce cry. And just like the habitants, everything in the village was just starting to become awake and lively.
Twilight Sparkle, on the other hoof, hadn't even slept a wink.
Pacing in her quiet, closed castle, Twilight anxiously muttered under her breath. The soft carpet of her home library, slowly getting worn out from right underneath her hooves, her midnight–purple irises not once leaving their strict focus on the ground.
Off to the side, a confused Pinkie Pie could only blink in response to her friend’s abnormal pacing, still trying to fully wake up herself. After all, the lavender alicorn had just came knocking out her door only a couple hours back. Worry in her tone, and a nervous look in her eyes. Of course Pinkie Pie had to come and help. That was what a good friend did, after all.
“Sooo,” Pinkie beamed, her own eyes wandering around. She had seen the castle many times before, sure. Yet that feeling of magnificence whenever she entered never seemed to diminish. “What do you need, Twi? Are you planning to throw a party and you need good ol’ Auntie Pinkie Pie’s help?”
Twilight scowled. “I'm many months older than you, Pinkie. And this is no time for your parties!” she unintentionally snapped. Pinkie slightly deflated, her once cheerful smile, dropping to a grim frown. Twilight exhaled sharply, immediately softening up. “Look, Pinkie. I didn't mean that. I'm just stressed, that's all it is.”
“Well, what about?” questioned Pinkie, sourly pouting. “Is it a test? ‘Cause I could help you study!” Twilight couldn't help but smile at Pinkie’s generous offer. It astounded her sometimes how such a grumpy mare such as herself could have so amazing friends.
“Well,” the mare hesitated, unsure of how the pink mare would answer. “It’s actually about Nightmare Night, silly as it may sound.” Unexpectedly, Pinkie sympathetically nodded, fully intrigued. The holiday was a favorite of hers, and the fact that it wasn't only coming up shortly, but being brought up in the conversation made Pinkie sure she could help. “And well, Spike,” she quickly added.
Ah yes, Pinkie could remember how much fun Spike had around this time of year. But then again, who didn't?
The spooky decorations that the citizens hung up around the town, alongside the sweet candies Sugarcube Corner often gave out around the time. How frightened you would be when you and a friend finally entered the annual Apple Haunted Mansion. Or perhaps the scary film you'd watch at home, wrapped in your blanket, a full bowl of popcorn in your mouth. Yes, the holiday was one that was for all ages and creatures alike. Even the princesses occasionally taking part.
“What about them?” Pinkie asked, with a comforting, friendly grin.
“Well, you know how Spike loves the holiday,” she began, preparing to enter full ramble mode. “And well, I just don't think I can go this year. After all, Starlight and I have to go on another meeting with Princess Celestia and Luna that day. And there is little to no way I could make it back in time!”
Pinkie thought long and hard about what to say next to try and fix Twilight's problem, or at least try to make her feel better about it. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted something sparkling. "What's that?" she asked as she casually trotted over towards it.
Twilight sighed a bit in annoyance. "I don't think that's going to help anypony Pink-" she began to scold until she saw what pinkie had in her mouth.
In her mouth appeared to be a spell book, however, the difference seemed to be substantial compared to her other books. It was rather dusty but could still be made out in detail. "Es caled da bok ofsh Bubb,” Pinkie stated with the book still in her mouth as she talked. Twilight's magic freed the leather book from Pinkie's maw as the alicorn began to examine it.
"Umm...I don't think I own this book," she said as she recalled all 7000 books that she had memorized to find it but to no eval. From what she could gather, the book seemed to be a first addition demonology summoning book. However, she had no Idea who this Bub character was, if they were a real thing anyhow.
Suddenly, the sound of Pinkie gasping when she got an idea had indicated that yes, she had an idea. "TWILIGHT!" she shouted before stopping herself by putting her hoof in her mouth. "I have an idea to help you with your problem!" she giggled excitedly at the thought of her plan.
Twilight again sighed. "Does It have anything to do with book Pinkie?” she asked with vicious nodding coming from pinkie pie being her answer. "...And how will this very old book be the answer to my predicament, Pinkie?" she asked again as the party pony stopped dancing with joy to discuss her plan.
"Welll..." she began with a silly smile on her adorable pink face. "You could throw a spooky party before you have to go, then you won't have to feel left out this year," she finished, the smile never leaving her face as she spoke.
Twilight thought about the Idea for a minute, then for five minutes. A smile crept onto her face as she hugged Pinkie with joy. "Thanks, Pinkie!, you have no idea how grateful I am for this," she smiled as she bear hugged the pink pony, who returned the gesture with glee.
Then, before Twilight knew it, Pinkie was gone. A small note appeared on her nose and as she grabbed it, she began to read read, "Gone to invite the others, maybe the CMC too, be right back to help set this party up!...Signed Pinkie," she read aloud, a little confused by how pinkie could run as fast as she did sometimes.
But as she looked down upon the old book, she noticed the text of the cover glow magically, she didn't really pay much attention though as it was probably just magic residue from it's age. For now, she had a party to plan.
"This is going to be the best Spooky Party Night ever!" she thought as she gleefully skipped out of the library, book in tow.