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// Entry 22 and 23 
// Story: PONY OR DIE 1 
// by MLPG 
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Entry 22, by Sar


Entry 23, by Scrubbing Bubbles

Twilight Sparkle coughed savagely, trying to wave away all the smoke with her hoof. The spell had gone awry. Again. 

“Rarity!” She called out between bouts of coughing. Through watery eyes and the dissipating smoke, she couldn’t see her friend anywhere, just the loaded bookcases of her home in Ponyville. “Are you ok? Where are you?”

“I’m ok!” Rarity answered, coughing herself and coming into site. Her perfectly style mane was slightly askew and she was frantically trying to put it back in order with her hoof. “I swear Twilight, at this rate you’re going to burn down your house before you.....you.....are you alright? Are you still choking on all this smoke?”

Twilight’s face was hot in red as she was doing everything she could to stifle her rising urge to laugh at her friend. Somehow, in the backlash of the failed spell, she must have gotten hit by some radical and unstable energy. Rarity had shrunk. Considerably. It was too much for Twilight, despite the situation. 

“Oh Rarity, I’m so sorry!” She said, little snorts escaping despite herself. 

“What are you....” Slowly it began to dawn on Rarity as she noticed how much taller Twilight seemed to suddenly be. Her voice took a venomous edge. “Twilight!” 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Oh Celestia you’re smaller than Sweetie Belle!” 

“Change me back!”

“Ok ok, I’m good. Hehe. Let me just check the book. I’m sure there’s a solution to this.” Twilight began pouring over the hefty old tome again, turning the pages quickly with magic while Rarity fretted over how tiny her little hooves are. Both started at the sound of the front door opening and closing.

“Twilight, we’re home!”

The two ponies watch in confusion as a orange maned unicorn lets herself in. A little ragged haired unicorn colt hustles around her lets, running past and hugging around Twilight’s legs affectionately. “Mommy!”

“What?!” Twilight and Rarity exclaim in unison. The little colt looks up confused and shrugs and tackles Rarity laughing. The white mini unicorn shrieks, but colt is just play fighting. None the less, her hair is getting ruined by little ruffian. “Twilight, help!”

“What’s going on here?” Twilight demands an explanation from the orange mare. “Who are you? What are you doing in my house?”

“You feeling alright?” The other pony says, looking at Twilight with a raised eyebrow. She smiles and gives the purple pony a gentle pat on the mane. “Had a bad day with the little one, honey?”

“Honey?!” She slaps the other pony’s hoof out of her face. 

“Ugh, fine! If you’re going to act like this you can make your own dinner tonight!” The other pony turns and stomps out of the room with a huff. Twilight quickly returns to her book, flipping through it in a panic.

“Oh no, Rarity. I think I screwed up bad this time. REAL bad!”

“You don’t say.” Rarity grumbles, nursing a bruise forming on her head as the little colt giggles, prancing around her.