Chapter 28. Cleaning up a destroyed couch.
Twilight’s mane got a bit disheveled as she saw the mess that was made of her library. In the middle of the floor was the couch on which Martin’s laid, but there wasn’t much left of the couch itself. It looked like a large spider web of destruction spread itself over the floor, destroying many books and the couch in the progress.
The web seemed to originate from Martin, who, despite the mess around him, still wasn’t awake. He laid there shivering on the destroyed couch, his clothes torn here and there and his hair was singed.
“What, in Celestia’s name, happened here!?” Twilight screamed out as she ran down the stairs. She ran towards the sleeping Martin, avoiding the destroyed books, and started shaking him a bit. “Wake up, Martin, wake up.”
Martin woke up and made the destroyed couch collapse fully and he rolled onto the floor, scraping his skin over the destroyed floor.
“Wha… what´s wrong?” Martin mumbled as he opened his eyes. He opened his eyes quickly as he noticed the large mess that was made of the room. “What happened in here?”
“I was just asking you. You were the one sleeping here.” Twilight yelled at him as she tried to piece the couch back together. The couch collapsed again and she growled in annoyance.
They heard the steps of a small dragon come from the stairs. “Whoa, what happened here? Did Twilight blow the library up again?”
“Spike!” Twilight yelled as she tried to straighten her mane. Twilight lit her horn and looked closely at one of the chipped of pieces of the floor. “Hmm… Martin do you feel any different?”
Martin rubbed his eyes. “A bit; I feel a bit less energetic than I normally would on a morning.” He stretched a bit and sat down on one of the less singed pillows.
“Then I think that I know what might´ve caused.” Twilight said as spike walked into kitchen to make a cup of tea for the rest.
“What did it then?” Martin said as he looked at one of the chipped pieces of the floor.
“You did it.” Twilight said as she started collection the chipped pieces, some of which were glowing.
“What? But what do I have to do with this?” Martin asked her as he threw the piece towards Twilight who caught it in her magic and put it with the rest in a small pile.
“Your corrupted magic caused all of this. You must´ve had a large expulsion of corrupted magic in your sleep. It is a wonder that you didn´t wake up; it is a wonder that you didn’t blow up the library.” Twilight teleported a large see-through bag to the room and put almost all of the chips in the bag.
Spike walked from the kitchen, carrying three cups of tea. He handed them over to Twilight and Martin. They thanked him as he sat down on a pillow, drinking his own tea.
“So I caused all of this, damn.” Martin said as he looked at the mess that me made of the room. “Shouldn´t we do something to prevent a next time.”
“We should, but maybe we should clean this mess up first.” Twilight said as she floated a broom towards Martin and a smaller one towards Spike.
“Awh…” Martin and Spike said in unison. “Do we really have to?”
“Yes, you do that while I send this with a letter to the princess.” Twilight said as she walked into the kitchen and started writing a letter.
“Dude, did you do all of this in your sleep.” Spike said as he started picking up the rest of the pieces of the floor. “It would be awesome if it wasn’t so that we have to clean it.”
Martin picked up some of the larger remaining pieces of the couch and put them in a trash bag. “I hope that it won´t happen some more. My magic that caused it isn´t exactly that good kind of magic.”
“You have magic? How did that happen?”
“I have no idea how it happened, but it isn´t very good. My corrupted magic can cause a lot of trouble. A prime example is this destroyed couch and floor.” He said as he grabbed his broom and started swiping the floor.
They swept the floor and put the rest of the debris in the trash bag. Twilight called Spike to send his letter and he walked over to the kitchen, bringing the empty cups with him. Martin heard a sound not unlike a flamethrower and through of the worst.
He rushed towards the kitchen. “Is something wrong?” He was surprised that there were no screaming ponies nor anything on fire. “Why is nothing on fire?”
Twilight looked at bit confused. “What do you mean? Why would anything be on fire?” Spike just shook his head and walked over to the stove and started making breakfast.
“But I head something be lit on fire.” Martin said as he looked around for any ashes. He didn´t find anything.
“Oh, that was just Spike sending a letter to the princess via dragon fire.” Twilight said as she cleaned up her quill and ink.
Martin chalked it up to magic, again, and sat down next to Twilight. “We finished cleaning up the mess. Where can I put the trash bag?”
“I´ll take it out when we go get a new couch.” Twilight said as she starts putting some plates and cutlery on the table. “Let´s eat some more breakfast and then we´ll go shop.”
Martin put the broom on the floor, next to Spike´s. “What are you´re making, Spike?”
“Just some eggs.” Spike said as he flipped the eggs in the pan.
“Sounds good.” Martin said as he stood up and helped Twilight put other things on the table.
When they finished putting all the stuff on the table they sat down again. Spike put the eggs on the plates and handed them out.
“Eat up.”