2 years later…
“I’m home!”
Princess Twilight Sparkle announced her presence with a warm smile from the castle’s entrance. It had been a long day of talking to various ponies around town about their friendship problems. Hard work, but given where she had been two years ago, Twilight couldn’t complain. Two years ago she had been going from town to town in a run-down cart, to mostly indifferent audiences. Two years ago she had no real friends to talk to about her problems or her feelings. Two years ago, she hadn’t even been Twilight Sparkle.
“Oh, hello Twilight!” came Trixie’s voice from an adjacent room “Just a minute, almost done here!”
After a few moments, in walked Trixie, wearing a white baking apron over her blue t-shirt and pants, as well as her trademark wizard’s hat. She warmly hugged Twilight and asked her how her day had been outside.
“Oh, same old. Cheerilee and her sister were having a tiff, but everything’s patched up between them now.” Said Twilight, smiling.
“Good to hear. I did think Cheerilee wasn’t herself at the magic show I put on for her class.”
“Ah, you’re learning! Good, Trixie.”
“Well, I have a good teacher!” said Trixie. “Twilight Sparkle.”
“Oh, of course. Speaking of, is our special little Twilight ready for her big day?” asked Twilight Sparkle. Trixie nodded.
“I let her out for a while earlier as a treat, so I think she’s all tuckered out in her jar. Spike’s away helping Pinkie and Applejack with a cooking project, he won’t be back for hours. You should go bring her down, I’m just about ready with the cake!”
Trixie disappeared back towards the kitchen as the Princess of Friendship made her way upstairs to her bedroom. She had finally gotten used to the castle, which had come as a bit of a shock after the business with Tirek. Now that had been a close call. She remembered the terrifying moment when the Library was destroyed, and it was all she could do to teleport herself and Twilight outside before the fireball hit. Still, it had all worked out in the end. She had always dreamed of living in a castle.
And of being a Princess, for that matter. The day she had ascended had been so full of joy. Sure, a little part of her had been paranoid when Celestia showed up and started singing about her destiny, what with all that had happened. But again, everything had gone smoothly, and she had been coronated with all of her new friends -and new family members- in a ceremony straight from her fillyhood fantasies.
The new body and wings had taken a while to get used to, and a few subtle modifications to her wardrobe courtesy of Rarity. But then again, Rarity had been doing a lot of that for Twilight over the last two years. She rather enjoyed it, Twilight suspected, and had barely questioned the alicorn’s shifting taste in fashion towards showier, slightly racier outfits. Friends were always happy to help friends, in the end...
She entered the bedroom and laid eyes on Twilight. She walked over and picked her jar up, giving it a shake.
“Hey there, girl.” She said, playfully. The brain inside the jar stirred.
“Ooh…. hey, Twilight.” Said the brain of Twilight Sparkle, sleepily. “Good day? A little chilly for the corset, isn’t it?” This made the purple alicorn look down at herself, wiggling in her tight silver corset.
“Well, I didn’t hear anyone complaining.” She said, stroking her hands down her figure. The brain giggled.
“I’m sure they didn’t. How are your friends?” she asked.
“Oh, the girls are all fine.” Said Twilight”. “Fluttershy’s away on a trip to see the Breezies migrating right now, but she’ll be back next week.”
“Hehe, I’m sure she’ll be loving that.”
“Naturally. Now, let’s go downstairs. Trixie is famished.” There was a pause, before “Twilight” blushed and put a hand to her mouth.
“Er, I mean, Twilight is famished. Haha. Oh, I’ve been so good about that recently as well.” This just earned more giggles from the jar in her hands as they made their way downstairs to the dining room, which was pitched in darkness. The minute the door shut behind them, the lights went on again, revealing Trixie standing beside a large chocolate cake. The cake was adorned with two large purple candles.
“Happy anniversary!” cheered Trixie and “Twilight”, as the jar was set down in the middle of the table.
“No way, I completely lost track!” said Twilight. “Thank you! Two years already?”
“Time flies, doesn’t it?” said “Twilight”. The brain in the jar sighed wistfully as memories came flooding back. “To think that two years ago today, you broke into my house, removed my brain from my body and stole my identity!” There was an awkward moment of silence as the two ponies in the room with bodies exchanged nervous glances. Then the brain laughed.
“Hahaha, just kidding, you know I’m not mad anymore!” Everyone laughed, the brief tension that had briefly filled the room instantly dissipating. Trixie took a slice of cake and began slicing it into little chunks as Twilight continued speaking.
“You’ve done amazing since becoming me. You’re a princess now! Sure I was a little mad at first, but seeing you grow and change as a person over the last two years? I couldn’t be prouder of you.”
“Oh, stop, you’re making me blush.” Said “Twilight”, visibly reddening. “You’ve taught me everything I know about this friendship business anyway. I’d have been lost without your help. I’m so glad to have you around. And not just because you’re adorable like that.” She started dropping bits of chocolate cake into the jar. “Now, eat up! Trixie worked all day making this for you, didn’t you?”
“Trixie put her heart and soul into that cake. And can I just say, it’s been a pleasure taking care of you for the last two years.”
“Aww, shucks, you guys!” said the happy little brain, as the cake chunks started to dissolve in the solvent. “Mmm, tastes great! And thanks, Trixie! For everything.”
And so the three fast friends enjoyed the rest of the cake in a warm spirit of fellowship. When they were done, Twilight spent the rest of the night resting comfortably on the alicorn’s lap, having her lobes stroked, as the other two read some books by the fireplace and shared stories of the last two years, and their hopes for the many years to come.