Spike's Journal

by WorkingClassWriter

Look Before You Sleep

Look Before You Sleep
Dear Diary,

It's official. Twilight has gone mad.

You see, I was out getting a refill of that teleportation perfume stuff from Celestia. I mostly offered to go myself in order to check if she actually got those magazine subscriptions from a couple weeks ago. Turns out she did. Not only that, but when I saw Celestia, she was in the middle of writing something about Ivory Scroll, the mayor (Celestia has a bad habit of mumbling while she writes). I have a feeling she thought Ivory was behind the subscriptions. At least she didn't suspect me.

Look, in case you somehow get the ability to walk and talk one day, I don't want you telling anyone I told you all of this. Clear?

Anyways, that kept me out the whole night. Since it was already late when I got to the castle, Celestia let me sleep in one of the guest rooms. When I got back home the next day, Twilight was sleeping. On the floor. Beside her was a note that said:

Twilight,

Hey there. It's been a darn tootin' nine hours since the day began, and in case ya forgot, it's a work day today. Me and Rarity'll be scurrying out in a bit, so don't go thinking we decided to bail on you in the night, ya hear? Sorry for the mess, but we just woke up.

-Applejack

So, that got me wondering how the hay Applejack and Rarity ended up sleeping at Twilight's house. I decided to do some investigating around the house, so I put on my best Sherclop Pones impression and started sleuthing.

I didn't really expect to find too much, knowing how neat and tidy Twilight keeps things, but I found some facial mask cream and marshmallow crumbs laying around by the bookshelves. Naturally, that only got me even more confused. I looked around a bit more before finding a book near Twilight. Guess what? It wasn't the Mareiam Dictionary. It was a book about sleepovers. You know, those girly things where you do nothing but snack and gossip all night?

Then it hit me. Twilight actually had a sleepover with Applejack and Rarity. She actually did something mare-like!

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After gaping for a minute or two, I tried to wake Twilight up to make sure it was really her and not a shapeshifter or something, but no dice. I guess she actually slept late for once. Oh well, I don't think shapeshifters are real anyway.

While cleaning up the mess, I made a mental note to ask Pinkie later if she could whip up a formula to effectively get rid of Unique Equine Fact 8. Not that I don't appreciate Twilight doing new things, but if it always ends with me cleaning a huge mess, it's not really worth it. After all, I need sleep.

I didn't really learn any moral lessons today, but I did learn that I need to add "How To Find Out If Your Caretaker Is Really A Shapeshifter" to the library. I can't help but feel that something like that would really come in handy one day.

-Spike