“Come on Twilight, think. There has to be something that I can do.” I said.
“You can start by being honest with me about these notes.” Mom said.
I turned and my face showed fear as I saw she had come back with my written diary in Equestrian hand as well as my magic book wait my magic book! I can do something with this. Why haven’t I thought about it before.
She approached me. “It is clear this is written in a handwriting to attempt others from reading it. I have no idea where you learned to write in such a mysterious handwriting but I’d like to know.” She said, intrigued and with passion for my well being and that scared me. When she was passionate about something she always got it done.
She then pulled out an old note “This was found in that cardboard box we found you in but we couldn’t read it ourselves. But it appears to be written in the hand writing that mysteriously is similar to the one your notes and books are in a cosiedence I think not.” Mom said.
I tried to hide my fear but just couldn’t. Mom sighed. “Look sweetheart. All you have to do is tell me there’s no reason to hide about this.” Mom said.
But there’s every reason with regards to the safety of Spike. I thought but knowing better than to say that to get her an idea Spike may be moved elsewhere if that happens I don’t know what I’ll do.
“Can you at least read this?” Mom asked.
I began to read. “Dear mule.” I got mad at that mule’s are just as valuable life forms as anyone else and they deserve to be treated with respect. It was also a slang insult on the lower class by the nobles and was often used to distinguish them as lesser I’m not lesser then them if anything we’re equals in regards to knowledge and sophistication. I read the rest of the letter. “I take it that you won’t be able to read this letter as this world has other forms of handwriting that are more primitive and typical. But to lay it out for you. Yes we are aware of your magical capabilities sicne Princess Celestia will likely see it as potential to bring so called benefit to the country by having a low blood become Celestia’s personal student. We had no choice but to exile you. If you survive which we doubt you will with such barbarous monkeys we doubt you’ll ever know but the chance to spite at the unworthy commoners is something we always take pleasure in. Yours truly Blueblood.”
What Blueblood his father was behind all this I must tell Celestia right away. But how the spell was broken the moment we went damn nobles were probably behind it. It's always the Celestia damn nobles! I am outraged how dare they exile me and refer to these people as barbaric monkeys they are nothing of the sort! They are civilized kind hearted people who care about those around them and they’ve accepted me despite the fact that I’m the only sapient creature they’ve ever come across besides the spirits. To believe they can just dumb them down and demoraize them my parents to barbaric monkey’s it just isn’t alright it’s cruel and fucked up.
Mom noticed my distress. “Whoa I get it whoever dumped you clearly didn’t want you. I’m sorry for that but… you can be happy to know that your father and I will always want you.” Mom spoke with a smile.
I smiled back. “I know and I appreciate you for that. Man Twilight you’re such a gushy one.” I said.
“I was meaning to ask you Twilight Sparkle is that like a stage name?” Mom asked.
“It’s hard to explain.” I said.
“Wait. You actually had your name changed to Twilight what’s wrong with Chika you know it means wisdom which is what you are like.” Mom said.
“It just fits me better.” I said not wanting to hint at a deeper meaning.
“If you’re going to lie to your mother you can at least put some effort into it.” Mom said.
I didn’t know how to answer that. “Well I’m going to bed I expect no disturbances from you tonight we both need our rest after all.” Mom said.
It was true we did both need our rest and I would need it too at least until my horn heals then I can make my escape but I may need some help with that.