Twilight groaned as her eyes stretched open. Beside her, the shrill notes of a wake-up alarm could be heard. Looking down, she almost regretted the day she had decided to add an alarm feature to her watch. Stupid sound...
Turning it off, she looked around her and glimpsed at the messy office around her. The artificial light was painfully bright, and suddenly Twilight remembered that she fell asleep in the office the previous night. Which must mean I didn't switch off the light yesterday..
Twilight's OCD kicked in as her eyes continued to survey the chaotic atmosphere. The messy shelves, papers left lying around- ugh. In Twilight's mind, no respectable pony would leave their personal space looking like this- and she was definitely someone who could be looked up to.
Wait, she didn't remember it being this messy...
As soon as the thought manifested itself into the intellectually gifted pony's mind, she sat herself upon her chair again and began to wonder. Certainly she hadn't screwed it up, or she would have set to work immediately.
Doctor Whooves.
Right, that guy. He must have rifled through her files and turned the room upside down. After all, he needed her research papers on radioactivity if he wanted to squeeze a yes out of Raven, because after that incident with Minuette, she probably wasn't going to agree to anything not supported by an official document.
Twilight's magical energy gently wrapped around the fallen and strewn-about objects and guided them into their proper places. The spell brought back memories of having worked with a stallion named Sunburst. He was the one who had first come up with the spell, but a mare whom he called "his Glimmy" had finished it, transforming it into a well-thought plan and making the spell suitable to be used anytime, anywhere. Sunburst had often told Twilight how happy he was to have known her, and many a times as a colt he had mailed her and joyfully awaited her response. War had separated them like a cruel slash of a sword, and Glimmy, or whoever she was, was nowhere to be found.
"My only regret is that I have never bothered to meet her again after I got my cutie mark. The fame got into my head and I forgot all about her, and she disappeared before we could get in touch again. In my heart, I have always promised that if I meet her again, I will tell her how truly sorry I am,"
"I'm sure you will," Twilight had encouraged. She was no Princess of Friendship, but the least she could do was comfort him. That had been three weeks before the terrible accident, when Sunburst had been obliterated with the laser gun of one of Sombra's Crystal cronies. "Burst in a sun's rays, didn't he!" the pony had cackled, laughter piercing her infuriated heart. And in the spur of the moment, she had killed him back.
That was two years ago, but every time she recalled Sunburst she relived the pain of having lost a good friend. If only she could turn back the clock and save him in the nick of time. But time travel was still something that was out of their league- at least, for now. Glimmy would be devastated if she came to know of Sunburst's fate.
I hope the both of you are happy, wherever you are...
Twilight allowed herself to get lost in her own thoughts for a while. Being a high-ranked professor as she was, she had no time to eat, no time to sleep, no time for her own personal things at all. Today was like a breath of fresh air, that she could finally relax and stop to think about other thing beside books, research, inventions, books, research, invention, and books, research and invention. Although, she did like books, research, and inventions...
"Prof. Twi ?"Someone's muffled voice penetrated through the closed door.
Twilight sighed and fought the urge to tell the pony, whoever they were, to leave her alone. One day off, and I can't even enjoy it in peace. Jeez
There was the unmistakable sound of clicking and the wooden barrier swung open.
Twilight was not at all prepared for who she saw.