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// 05 
// Story: "Bring Trixie the Blue Pages!" 
// by shortskirtsandexplosions 
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There's a button on the wall.

Starlight presses it.

The lights turn out inside the circular room.

She looks straight up.

The ceiling of the planetarium is covered in twinkling little stars.

She looks to the center of the room.

A reclining seat with red cushions looms, affixed to a computer console of sorts.

Starlight trots over, mounts the recliner, and lies back staring up at the stars.

Stretching her hoof, she pulls the console over until it hangs between her muzzle and the ceiling.

The interface is mechanical, with white arrow buttons pointing up and down.  To the left is a black screen featuring a tiny selection of stars zoomed-in close.  At the bottom is a liquid crystal display featuring a date: Jan. 17. 1207 5:46AM.

“... … ...”

Starlight taps several arrow keys at random... then presses a black button in the center of the console.

There is a high-pitched whirring sound.  The black screen to the left flips through a few hundred frames of random constellations until settling upon a singular star formation.  There's a new date:  Feb. 22. 3297 2:21AM.

“... … ...”

Starlight presses more buttons.

Another high-pitched whir.  The stars spin, cycle, and spin some more. Finally—there's another constellations and another date.

Her muzzle scrunches.

She presses buttons and buttons and buttons and buttons.

Whirring.

Stars.

Numbers.

Yet another constellation.

“... … ...what the buck?!?!?”