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// The annoyance 
// Story: The art of Chromatic chaos 
// by Storylover-Vodhr 
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For the life of her, Twilight couldn't figure out how this Pegasus functioned as a pony. 

She couldn't sit still for two seconds, she barely understood the most basic of directions, and when she did somehow manage to find the correct place to put a book, she usually put it upside down or with the spine facing inward, making the whole concept of being organized by title, author, genre and serial number completely meaningless.

Heck, the only reason she didn't just banish her away at this point was simply because she didn't want that multicolored eyesore to feel like she could just go around and damage books as she pleased. 

This was simply her duty, a task to aid books everywhere. Maybe, if she tried hard enough, she would somehow manage to put at least an iota of understanding of proper book and library etiquette into this feathered monstrosity and save many future books from the abuse she was currently capable of.

Or, at least the pegasus would avoid her tower like the plague. Either option worked.

"Ah, come on, another Starswirl book? What kinda pony writes so much?!"

Twilight didn't even need to look to know which book her prisoner/laborer was referring to. She already shelved the rest of his works. 

"It goes over by the first ladder, between the magic compendium series and his works on temporal reduction magics."

The mare, if she could even be considered one by her standard maturity level, grumbled and moved to place the book where it belonged. Hopefully it would be orientated right this time.