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// Chapter 4 
// Story: What am I? 
// by Angels 
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Twilight sighed. Why did she even try? Of course Rainbow wouldn't listen! She was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. Spike rushed to keep anypony from seeing Twilight.

"Oh! Hello Lyra! And hello Bon-Bon! How may I help you?"

"Well, Bon-Bon and I were wondering if we could talk to Twilight. We need help on a spell, and seeing as she's the best at magic, we were wondering if she could help."

Spikes mind sprinted to supply excuses. "Well, you see, Twilight, um, isn't feeling well! She's got a horrible cold and can't come out! It's so bad, she can't even use her magic properly!"

"Oh that poor thing! I hope she gets better soon! But at least Lyra and I can look around for a book to help us? It's a baking spell." Spike cringed. Food-related spells were in the back room with Twilight! 

"Sure, why not? I'll just be right back..." He ran as fast as his little purple legs could carry him. He looked in at Twilight, motioning to get hidden. Painfully slowly, she stood up and began making her way to the stairs. But it was too late. A pair of gasps could be heard behind Spike. He turned. The expression on Bon-Bons face was complete disbelief.

But Lyra's face showed joy.

Pure joy.

"Oh. My. Celestia. A human! A real live human!" The sea-green mare pushed past Spike, galloping to the now petrified Twilight.

"Where did you find it? Can you talk? What do humans like to do? Are humans like most po-" she was cut off by a loud 'hey!' from the couch. "Don't wake me up when I'm napping! You know I hate it when anypony wakes me up! What were you thinkin...oh horsefeathers."

Lyra started right up again. "What's your favorite color? What food do you like to eat? Are there more of you?" Spike looked into his mentors eyes. She nodded. Holding up her hand, she silenced Lyra. Whether this was because Lyra understood that she needed to stop or because she was transfixed by the hand itself, we will never know.

"I am Twilight Sparkle." Lyra's eyes twitched, rolled, spun, popped, shrunk, widened, closed, and then got as big as hubcaps. [A/N: Not that anypony other than her even KNEW what hubcaps were.]

After a moment, she looked back up. 

"Magical mistake?" Twilight nodded.

"Yes. Spike and I found a box of ancient manuscripts and books down below the library. I repaired them, and read what looked like a spell from one of them. And then, I transformed into this! And I don't have magic!"

"Yeah, but who cares?"

Twilight's face nearly burst. "WHO...CARES?"

Lyra pointed her hoof at Twilight's hand. "Fingers! Who needs magic when you have fingers?"

Twilight considers this. "They are pretty useful... But hold on! How do you know there called fingers? And how did you know I'm a human?" Lyra laughed.

"I've been studying humans for years!"

Bon-Bon interrupted. ."And driving me insane in the process!"

Lyra chuckled. "Yeah...it's a hobby of mine..."

"Obsession!"

"Whatever!"

Now it was Twilight's turn to have big eyes. "Years? But how? I've never heard of them once!"

"A lot of the evidence is scattered throughout our mythology, but once upon a time, humans roamed this land! I could bring my books and stuff over if you want."

"Yes! Yesyesyesyesyesyes!" The sea-green streak exited through the open door, closing it inadvertently with a gust of air. Bon-Bon huffed and followed.

"Spike! This is fantastic!." Twilight's face was lit up like a star. "I can study humans, and write a paper on them, no, a whole book! Think about it! I have a chance to observe a different culture in first pony!" Her eyes took on that look. Even in another body, Spike would recognize that look anywhere. 

"Oh boy, here we go again..."