//------------------------------// // Physics Major // Story: Chronicles of the Spectrum // by Blue_Thunder //------------------------------// As with Fluttershy's video, Rainbow went between Twilight's lab and Rarity's design room in Canterlot High. Several good details were agreed upon, while most others were trivial. That sunday... ~~~~~~~~~ "-is several times, Twilight." Rarity pointed at Twilight. "You come in, we talk, I say that specific line, you help me with your skill. Dash gets a clear shot of the ladder, adds a frame cut or something, and viola~ the scene ends." "Relax, Twilight. You didn't pull this stuff when you were co-host. What's gotten into you now?" "I saw the comments! Everyone loved Fluttershy! What if I don't compare?" Twilight had a seat in one of Rarity's swivels. "What if I'm too good and take the spotlight away from her? What if-" "Twilight!" Rarity and Rainbow yelled simultaneously. She fell quiet. "Re-" Rainbow inhaled. "-lax." Then exhaled. "It's just a three minute video. It's not Broadway." Rarity patted Twilight on the shoulder. "Even if I am wearing something original. After all, life is a runway." Rainbow turned the camera to the window. "Not helping, Rarity. Look, let's just run this through, and see how it looks after, alright?" The two nodded. "And Twilight? Don't look at the camera. Only one who should is Rarity when she says the line that everyone seems to like so much. Also, Twilight. You'll need to come in from the hall. After you walk out, count to 15 seconds, then come in. Start the convo like you normally would and let's roll with the flow." ~~~~~~~~~ Rarity was organizing her desk area. She had neglected to do so before, as she just got work from the drama club. She pushed her hair from in front of her face, sat back in her chair and sighed. The door opened, and Twilight walked in. "Hey Rarity. I-" "Twilight, darling. That was an awful lot of sound for your entry." "Oh. Should I do it again?" She started to close the door with her outside. "No, you're in here now, and full glad I am that you are. I need your help, as explained in the text." She turned and faced Twilight. "You did get it, right? That's why you're here?" "O-oh. OH! Right, the text. Message. I get those..." She opened her phone with a shaky hand. She glanced just to the side of the camera, then slowly took a breath. She fell more relaxed. "Right. "Twilight. I just got word from the drama club that their stand-in designer failed to produce quality outfits for their upcoming play "I Want to be your Bluebird". I should think this is an emergency situation. But, why not ask Fluttershy? She's more handy with quiltwork." Twilight stowed her phone and walked further into the room, closing the door behind her. "True, she is..." Rarity swiveled and faced Twilight. The camera moved to see her expression. "But, you are far more organized. And an excellent planner besides. I thought we could set up a work plan. One where I get everything I need done in a reasonable amount of time. Optimize my work space." "Then you called the right girl." Twilight opened her bag and set out a notepad and pen. "First off, what materials do you need in total, which do you have, and which do you still need to obtain?" Rarity listed off several items. Some of which were fired off so fast it forced Twilight to messy-write. "I see. So, all of the starred items you already have." She looked behind her to the shelving unit against the wall. "Hope you know where everything is..." "I do. But, I'm afraid that some of what I need is up too high for me to reach. I asked for Bulk Biceps to assist me when I got the materials, but he's at work on the weekends either managing a food cart in the city or at the spa." "Bulk goes to the spa?" Twilight asked, tilting her head at Rarity. "That's... bold..." "No no, darling. He works at the spa. Deep Muscle Massage. Never getting one myself, but I hear he's got soft hands, considering." Rarity coughed, then deterred the conversation. "But, anyway... I got his help to put up the materials." "Well, he is very tall. But, maybe I can help?" Twilight turned back to Rarity. "I don't see how; you're only half as tall as he is. And he has to really reach to get up there." Rarity looked up at the gold cloth bolt. "But, suppose you could. I would need that gold one down first." She turned to the camera. "Pay attention. This is important." The camera zoomed in on the gold cloth. It lit up in a purple field and moved down to eye level. As it zoomed out, Twilight was seen pointing at it, The camera moved to see Rarity's expression of shock. The next few minutes were spent getting top shelf items down with Twilight's power. "Thank you for all your help, Twilight." "It was no trouble, really. I'll leave the time table here with you." She stood, hugged Rarity, and started for the door. "I do have... one question: How did you do that?" Twilight turned and faced Rarity. "Well, I'm planning to be a physics major in college. Defying it seemed like the first logical step." ~~~~~~~~~ The next day at lunch, the others stood behind Rainbow watching the video on her phone. "Did you have to title it that?" "Of course I did. You said it yourself. I said Trial Run, you said Natural Psychic, and for yours you said Physics Major. Movies almost always have the title of the movie in the movie itself. Roll credits, ding." Twilight was the first to sit back down in her chair. "I see. By that logic, what would you do if no one said anything during the video?" "That wouldn't make any sense, because a recurring phrase is "Pay attention. This is important." "Let's talk about that, actually." Sunset sat beside Twilight and leaned on the table. "Why that phrase?" Rainbow thought for a moment. "It sounds cool. Could be cooler, but it's what I came up with on the spot. And it was used already, so it stuck. All I need from the audience is to focus on the editing "errors" I'm making obvious. Cast themselves into disbelief. I have a plan. Trust me." "But what is your plan? You haven't so much as hinted at its contents," Rarity argued. "Because, it'll be a surprise! I'll be fine, you guys. Don't worry about it." She ate several big mouthfuls of her food all at once. "Beshidesh, it'sh not likhe there'sh any dangjer of getting dishcovered, or anything." "But there could be. Are you absolutely sure your editing is "bad" enough to cover up how great we are with our skills?" Sunset pressured. Rainbow drank the rest of her milk and leaned in. "Yes. It is. Can we leave it at that?" "Sure. Given that Rarity co-hosted the last one, who will co-host for her?" Rainbow pointed at Sunset. In that movement, Sunset reached out and caught Rainbow's wrist and peered into her memories. She had gotten so fluent in her power that she could see Rainbow's entire week in a fraction of a second. Easily, she went back the few weeks since she got the camera and found nothing that hinted at Rainbow's true motive. So instead of calling her out, she simply said, "It's rude to point, Rainbow. Could have just said my name." "Ah, well. You're up next, Sunset. Was going for the dramatic flair, but I guess it doesn't suit me." Rainbow pulled her hand back and rubbed it a little. "Strong grip you got there, Sunset. Anyway, sundays again?" Both nodded. "But, my power lets me create barriers of crystal. What, am I going to be under attack or something?" "I'll work out the details over the week. If anyone's got some ideas, toss 'em my way, and I'll work something out."