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// Reunion 
// Story: Power Up 
// by Sun Aura 
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	Another Summer Sun Celebration had come. Thankfully there were no impending disasters. Some ponies were talking of renaming the day to Reunion Day, in celebration of the two sisters. The actual event was held in the Crystal Empire. Twilight was happier than ever to have all of her friends and family in one place.
Her favorite part had been the play. A local school had put together a reenactment of the defeat of Nightmare Moon. It was terrible, of course. That sort of terrible that only small children could do. Most of the acting was bad, lines were forgotten, and the costumes and sets were obviously made by the cast. 
But they loved every minute of it. Especially when the only good actor, a filly playing both Luna and Nightmare, broke character when her newly earned Cutie Mark shone through her bodypaint. Everypony cheered, but she was sure Luna was cheering the loudest.
It felt so warm, so happy. It was like a constant tingle in her hooves. It reminded her, this was also the anniversary of gaining her closest friends. It reminded her how much she loved them.
After the play was the main event. She watched as Celestia and Luna moved in unison. The sky danced with them as they changed Night to Day. All these years later, and it still filled her with a determination to reach for the heavens. 
Once the sun rose, there was dancing. She still wasn’t much of a dancer, but she’d gotten much better since Rarity insisted on teaching her. She spun through ponies, dancing with each of her friends, with family members, even a few strangers. 
Twilight didn’t stop until she caught a glance at her reflection in a crystal wall. Her body glowed. A streak of yellow was illuminated in her mane, and an aura of magenta exploded out of her. But the glowing lines were breathtaking. 
Small symbols ran across her body, as if she had drawn them on. Except some of them shifted as she stood there. They were Guardian Symbols, used for written magics. She’d studied them, of course. Her translation skills were rusty, but she could do it.
She started with the ones that stayed still. ‘Magic’ curled over her shoulders, and ‘Friendship’ across her wingspan. ‘Self’ was written under her eyes, ‘Family’ around her ears, and ‘Love’ down her horn. Radiating from each of the white stars of her Cutie Mark, were the five Elements that created her own. 
The shifting ones were harder, but once she translated one, they were easy to guess. They were names. Her friends, her family. Everyone she loved and cared about, written into her coat.
She asked her friends when that happened. Apparently it had been during the play, right during the speech to Nightmare about the Elements. Of course it had. 
She pulled them all in for a hug. She was crying, but it was cheerful tears. She started rambling about how much she loves them, how much they mean to her. It only made her happier to see them one by one begin glowing with her.