As Flash entered the tent, he saw his girlfriend was busy spray-painting. She was completely focused on her task, and it took a moment for her to acknowledge her boyfriend's presence.
“Hey Twilight, are you busy?” Flash asked.
“Yeah. I’m in the zone,” Twilight monotonously replied, still painting.
“Can you de-zone?”
“Not a word, but I’ll forgive you, ‘cause you’re cute. But not cute enough to make me lose my focus. There has been a bit of an ‘incident’.”
“Oh, yeah. Your digi-image.”
Twilight paused to contemplate what he just said, “That’s definitely not a word.”
“Your digital image? Digi-image.”
“Still not a word,” Twilight finally turned around with an eyebrow raised and faced her boyfriend.
Flash handed Twilight his phone, and she saw a photo of herself and Rarity in her tent while Sunset looked on with an angry expression. The caption read, “ ‘Twilight’s a princess in waiting, alright. A princess in waiting to mess up!’ #Princess-aster”.
“That’s trending, by the way,” Flash informed her.
Twilight rolled her eyes as she handed the phone back to Flash. “Okay, my people may be evil, but what you Equestrian kids are doing to the English language is cruel. Not to worry, I will make it up to Sunset by posting this wicked portrait of her as her favorite heroine!”
She turned the spray-painted canvas around to reveal a portrait of Sunset as Mistmane.
“Hmm, Mistmane. Is Nightmare Moon’s daughter painting Mistmane’s daughter supposed to help your digi-image? Do you even remember Family Day?” Flash asked, reminding Twilight of the disastrous event.
Twilight winced as she recalled the memory, “Yes, I remember Family Day. So, what should I do? ‘Un-Mistmane-ing’ the painting?”
“That’s not even a word.” Flash scoffed.
“I’m learning how to be Equestrian. Come on, it’s not like I gave her Gladmane’s coat. Beware, forswear, Gladmane’s coat you shall wear!”
As Twilight cast the spell, Sunset's appearance changed to that of wearing Gladmane’s coat.
“Okay, that’s funny, but please stop now!”
“Beware, forswear, Gaia’s scarf might give a scare!” Twilight continued with a laugh, and Sunset’s appearance changed again with Gaia’s scarf around her neck.
“Twilight! Enough of the magic!”
“Hah. Beware, forswear, sprout my mother’s head-piece on Sunset’s hair!”
Now Sunset had Nightmare Moon’s head-piece on her. Flash darted his eyes nervously, hoping that no one saw the disastrous painting.
"Okay, but change it back before someone…" A click of a camera's shutter interrupted Flash.
The couple looked at each other in confusion and immediately peeked at Flash's phone, expecting the worst. As predicted, there was a notification with a caption on Twilight’s spell-altered painting saying, ‘Soz, looks like we have our answer about Twilight...Maybe she’s not so “good” after all. Smh’
“...sees it.”
Twilight sighed heavily, “I… have a digi-image problem.”