Spike was stirring awake. Slowly, he sat himself up, still coming out of a dream and stretched out his little arms.
“Boy, I needed that. I’d better go see how Twilight’s doing.”
Looking at the clock, he saw it was 2 in the afternoon, he really should get something to eat. “I wonder if Twilight's eaten yet?” He thought to himself, knowing his sister’s habits of forgetting meals when she is working or stressed. He was making his way downstairs, calling out to Twilight to no response.
“Huh, maybe she-“
BOOM
CRASH
“Ow”
Hearing what sounded like a small explosion, Spike sprinted to the source of the noise, Twilight’s study. Coming to the door to the study, he saw the door had been completely destroyed and smoke was bellowing out of the room. It was then he caught sight of a pony-shaped hole in the wall opposite the now doorless room.
“Sweet Celestia! Are you okay Twi-“
Looking in the hole, he was surprised to find not his sister, but Blazing Comet. He was embedded in the wall, smoking and covered in soot.
“Wha-“
“Ohmygoshsorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry”
Twilight came rushing out of the smoke filled room in a panic, her mane sticking out in all directions with little sparks of pink electricity running through it.
”It’s okay…we shouldn’t have tried that spell...”
“What’s going on here?!” Spike cried out in frustration, overwhelmed by the situation.
“Oh, sorry Spike. We didn’t wake you did we?”
“No, I was looking for you and then I heard this explosion! I thought you were hurt!” He looked up to her on the verge of tears. Twilight felt a huge wave of guilt wash over her, clearly this has been a lot for Spike. And she certainly hadn’t been helping his situation.
“Spike…I’m so sorry for worrying you. Not just now, but every thing that’s happened. I know this whole situation can’t have been easy for you. I truly am sorry for ignoring your feelings.” She said, putting a hoof on his shoulder.
“It’s okay. I was just really scared after you wound up in the hospital, and I’m worried that something is bothering you.”
Twilight pulled him into a tight hug, which Spike returns. “Nothing is bothering me Spike, I’ve just been overthinking…something. I’m fine, really.”
“You sure?” Spike looks up at her with a sniff and a hopeful look on his face.
“Positive.” She smiles comfortingly has she looks down at him.
“As cute as this is, can I get some help please?”
The two snapped out of their heart-to-heart and turned to the disgruntled Blaze, who was still embedded into the wall.
“I’m stuck.”
After freeing Blaze, and profuse apologising from Twilight, the three went about clearing the smoke from the hallways.
“By the way, what are you doing here Blaze? And what even happened here?” Spike said, fanning the smoke from the study as Blaze was opening a window.
“We’ll, I wanted to go over that book I got for Twilight, I was thinking that It’ll come in handy. As for what happened…”
15 minutes earlier
“It does what?”
Blaze look at Twilight confused as he beamed at him over the scroll she at just finished translating.
“It’s an invisibility spell! These are incredibly rare and difficult, but it seems that Mystic had his own version of the spell.”
“Really? Different how?”
“It seems like it can also make you fly? I’ll admit the translation is a little strange but it’s fascinating nonetheless!” She continued to beam at him until and idea popped into her head. “We should try it out!”
“But is it safe though?”
“Should be, you wanna try it?”
Blaze let out an amused chuckle as he shook his head. “Fine, I’ll be your guinea pig. But if you turn me pink or something I get to shave you bald.”
Twilight rolled her eyes as she charged up the spell.
“Are you definitely sure about this?” He asked with a nervous laugh.
“Don’t be a baby. Besides, you’d look good in pink.” She joked to try and put him at ease.
BOOM
CRASH
“Ow.”
Present time
“Turns out it said incendiary not invisibility.”
Spike had burst out laughing at the story, the thought of Twilights face when it happened was priceless. Probably not in the moment but hey, nopony got hurt so he was free to openly find it funny.
“Yeah yeah, go ahead and laugh at my near-death experience.” Blaze said holding back a chuckle, he did have to admit it was funny in hindsight.
Twilight on the other hand, was mortified at her mistake. How could she mix up the translation like that? Was she really that excited about the scroll? Or did she just want to show off? She looked to Blaze, still covered in soot as he spoke with spike. The two were laughing about something. She was happy he wasn’t hurt and that he was still in good spirits. She walked up to them slowly as the last of the smoke cleared out off the window.
“That should be the last of it, what are you two laughing about?”
Blaze turned his head to her and gave an amused smile.
“I was just saying to Spike that while you blew me up, at least you didn’t turn me pink.”
Spike continued to laugh at the thought, while Twilight was just confused. “He seriously could have been hurt and he’s concerned about what colour he is?” She thought to herself. It was just so ridiculous, she couldn’t help but giggle at the absurdity. Her giggle became a chuckle, then a chortle which evolved into hysterical cackling.
Blaze watched her, his own laughter slowly building until he was clutching his sides with a full on belly laugh. All of the stress built up over the last couple of days was finally getting let out. And it was over the silliest, stupidest joke.
Eventually, they calmed down and their laughter subsided. Twilight wiped a tear from her eye as a few more chuckles escaped her lips.
“I think I really needed that, thank you.”
“No problem Sparkles. After all, my comedy skills are second to none.”
Twilight rolled her eyes with a smile at the stallions words before raising an eyebrow.
“Sparkles?”
“Yeah, the last thing I saw before you cast the spell. And it just fits you.” He said with a grin.
“I little basic for a nickname isn’t it?” Twilight retorted.
“Yeah well you blew me up, so I get to call you whatever name I want.”
“That’s going to become a thing isn’t it?” She replied with a sigh.
“Absolutely it is.”
“I guess that’s fair enough.”
The two continued to look at each other for a few seconds before Spike cleared his throat, getting their attention.
“So what now?”
Blaze thought for a moment before answering.
“I guess we’d best check the book and papers weren’t burned up.” He said with another chuckle.
At his words, Twilight’s heart sank and her mouth turned dry. She couldn’t have possibly destroyed the book, could she? Before anyone else could say or do anything she sprinted back to her study to check that she hadn’t accidentally destroyed a precious piece of Equestrian history.
It was a normal day at the Canterlot Times headquarters and the chief editor, Fine Print, was going over the suggested stories to use for the front page of tomorrow’s paper.
“Garbage. Tacky. Predictable…Uuugh what’s it take to get a DECENT STORY FROM YOU KNUCKLEHEADS?!”
She threw the stack of stories back at the poor intern that brought them to her. The other pony’s at their desks took cover, incase she decided to give them another one of her famous “pep talks”. She was a ruthless boss with very high standards for her newspaper, with another groan she let her head fall onto the desk.
It’d been slow since the incident with the princesses going missing and the sun and moon being in the sky at the same time. ’Why can’t things like that happen all the time?!’ Fine Print thought to herself, thinking about how they apparently do in Ponyville of all places.
At that moment the young, shaky voice of her intern picked up.
“E-Excuse me Miss F-Fine P-P-Print?”
She looked up from her desk the at the timid earth pony, not impressed at her sulking being interrupted.
“What is it, Proof.”
The intern, Proof Read, cleared her throat before she began speaking.
“There’s a m-mare here and she says she has a m-m-meeting with you?”
The poor mare was terrified of her boss and it was obvious. She was good at her job and Fine Print knew it but she hated feeble ponies.
“Meeting? I don’t have a meeting scheduled.“
As she finished her sentence, there was a cheerful voice that picked up and invaded the conversation.
“Oh don’t worry about something as small as schedules. I promise you’ll love what I have to say.” A alabaster unicorn mare stepped out from behind Proof Read and pulled out a file.
Fine print just raise and eyebrow at the mare who just lied her way to her office. “Who does this mare thing she is? Barging into my office like this, I should have her thrown out.” she thought to herself.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, you’d miss out on the story of a lifetime!”
Fine Print froze in place, did she say that out loud? “Wait, story of a lifetime?” She said with a confused but hopeful look.
I’m response, the mate smiled and placed the file on her desk. Fine Print picked up the file and read through it carefully. Her jaw dropping as she did, before a creepy smile found its way onto her face.
“This. Is. PERFECT! Proof! Fire up the printers, we’ve got our front page story! I don’t know who you are but you’ve given me gold here, what’s your na-”
She looked up from her desk only to find the mysterious mare gone. She looked around confused for a moment, only to shrug and look through the fine again, giggling with excitement.