Weiss lost track of how long she spent trying on dresses and approving designs with Luna. As expected of someone of her rank, the Princess had an excellent eye when it came to clothing, despite not really wearing any herself aside from her royal chest piece and tiara. That thought suddenly made Weiss wish she could see the Princess in a pretty dress. That’d be so cute, Weiss would finally be able to die happy in this world, if she didn’t manage to find a way back home. The thought of being stranded here did send a shiver down Weiss’ spine though.
Luna tilted her head slightly in Weiss’ direction, a bit confused. They were walking back to Weiss’ room, the hallways void of any people, or ponies. "What's so amusing, Weiss?"
Weiss immediately wiped the small smile she had unconsciously formed on her lips. “Nothing!”
Luna didn’t need to know that she was daydreaming about ponies wearing pretty clothes. That was a bit too embarrassing in Weiss’ opinion. No, that would remain a secret for now.
“Most ponies in Equestria don’t wear clothes often, unlike the ponies across the sea in Griffonia.” Luna nodded slowly, starting another conversation. “Clothing is usually reserved for special events, such as the Grand Galloping Gala which is held once a year here in Canterlot. Everypony comes with the best dress or suits they have!”
“That sounds fun.” The last time Weiss got to dress up was at Father’s ‘Charity’ party for the rest of the Atlesian elites. She always loved seeing the latest in fashion, the people wearing them, not so much. The rich and powerful only cared about helping themselves, including her own family. Even Weiss at one point…
She missed her Team.
“It is a lot of fun!” Luna grinned. They paused in front of the doors that guarded Weiss’ room. Luna’s grin disappeared, replaced by a more serious expression. “I shall speak with my sister to arrange your debut to the public as soon as possible, so you won’t be caged in the castle.”
“It’s okay.” Weiss formed a small, reserved smile that she used in Father’s company meetings. “I need to learn as much as I can about this place before I leave.” Before she left for her world that is. The others weren’t going to believe her, and Weiss was going to have to get as much information as possible! This was a new world with its own long history and countless cultures!
“I’ll have a trusted maid assigned to bring you books from our library.” Luna relaxed the muscles in her muzzle. She was a nice pony, despite that awkward dinner with her sister. Leading an expedition to some forest with Royal Guard ponies was still a weird request. Winter was the militant of the family, even if she had given Weiss some lessons whenever she was on leave, and arranged several veteran tutors in an attempt to convince the younger Schnee to attend Atlas Academy.
Weiss pushed her memories of home to the back of her mind.
“Thank you!” Hopefully their Valish alphabet was still the same as the one back in Remnant, otherwise Weiss was going to have to go back to reading picture books, like Jaune who always had them confiscated by Pyrrha. Weiss grew out of them by the time she was five. Luna’s smile returned in full force. Weiss was kinda going to miss her once she returned home.
She missed Ruby even more.
“I have no idea how to send Weiss home.” Twilight’s head drooped from the weight of her heavy eyebags. Not even her tenth mug of coffee was strong enough to keep her propped up at this point. She hadn’t slept since the night she left Ponyville a day or two ago, Twilight lost count. She had poured over every passage by Star Swirl the Bearded, and other great unicorns from the past. There was nothing about humans, which she had expected since the only new books written about humans were done by Twilight herself after her visit to the human world.
None of that was useful here. Weiss was from a completely different human world! And if two existed, who knew how many more were out there! It would be a miracle to even be able to find the correct way to change the portal's destination from Sunset Shimmer’s old human world, to Weiss’ Remnant. Remnant was honestly such a weird name to call one’s world. What was Remnant a Remnant of? How did humans from Remnant develop their own magic? What else was different in their world that Weiss hadn’t mentioned? What-
“You should tell her that before getting her hopes up.” Spike’s yawn pulled Twilight out of her thoughts, stretching his tiny arms. He had been asleep on a pile of comic books that he had already read. Princess Celestia added them to the library back when Twilight was a filly, to keep him entertained while she studied for her lessons.
“I still have a few moons to figure it out!” Twilight said loudly, throwing her head back in an attempt to stay awake. It’s been a while since she had such an intense study with much at stake, the Princess of Friendship was out of practice. “We may have just met, but I don’t want to let her down.”
It must’ve been scary, being stuck in another world that wasn’t her own. Twilight knew exactly how Weiss must’ve been feeling, she’d been through it when she chased Sunset through the portal.
“At least tell her it's harder than you expected.” Spike mumbled loudly. “She’ll be sadder if you don’t let her down slowly.” He started scratching his lower back and turned on his side. Sometimes, Spike was wiser than he looked.
“You’re right, Spike.” Twilight sighed, taking a long sip from her now cold mug of dragon brew. Spike had roasted the beans himself. “But I’ll still do my best!” The lavender alicorn formed a sheepish and tired smile. “Bring me another fresh pot, Spike!”
“Princess Celestia said not to make you anymore, and Princess Luna hid her beans.” Spike responded lazily. His light snoring resumed not even a few seconds later.
Now that was definitely going to slow down Twilight’s progress.