A Little Smarty Problem
By
Sparknanator
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“BIG MAC! THIS IS THE LAST TIME I WILL ASK, GIVE ME SMARTY PANTS BACK!” Twilight shouted from outside the house of the apple family. It had been almost a year since Twilight had cast her ‘Want it,Need it’ spell, and it had been almost a year of failed attempts by Twilight to get Smarty Pants back from Big Macintosh.
The stallion in question poked his head out the window, shouting “Eenope!” every time Twilight came over to get Smarty Pants back. She would ask Big Mac to give her her beloved fillyhood doll back, and every time Big Mac would not return it. Even Applejack had tried taking it and sneaking it back to Twilight, but Big Mac always caught her in the process. Even when Granny Smith chewed him out, he would not return it. Not even three cute faces from the crusaders could get him to give it up.
“Big Mac this is the LAST time I will ask!” Twilight warned for the umpteenth time, “If you do NOT give me Smarty Pants back I WILL take matters into my own hooves!”
Big Mac grinned, “Sorry Twilight but ahm’ keepin’ her. It was yer’ own fault that’ ah’ fell in love with tha’ thing.”
Twilight glared at the red stallion. “That’s it Big Mac!” Twilight shouted, “I warned you! and now I am going to get Smarty Pants back whether you like it or not!” Twilight stormed off, angrily leaving Sweet Apple Acres.
“Mac! just give her tha’ doll back!” Applejack said, walking up to her older brother, “It was hers ta begin with! and tha’ least ya could do is give it back ta her!” Applejack scolded her older brother. It was clear that Applejack was annoyed with her brother, “Yer actin’ like a little foal! Now what will it take ta’ get you to give Twilight tha’ doll back!?”
“Nothin’ at all. I ain’t given’ it back ta’ her! So ya can tell her ta stop with all her belly achin’!” Big Mac said, “It was her own fault! so I ain’t givin’ it back! so stop buggin’ me bout’ it!”
“Mac, ya know I love ya right?” Applejack asked, Big Mac nodded, “And ya know what its like fer’ somepony ta’ take somethin’ that belongs ta’ ya’ right?” Big Mac nodded again, “Then just give Twilight her doll back.”
“Eenope!” was all Big Mac responded with.
By this point Applejack’s face was red with anger, “Mac! I swear yer’ one of tha’ most hard headed ponies ah know! Even more hard headed than Rainbow!” Applejack just glared at her brother, “And whatever Twi does ta’ ya’ is yer’ own doin’ so don’t come cryin’ ta’ me!”
Big Mac just rolled his eyes, “Applejack she has made tha’ same threat ta’ me over and over again but she ain’t done anythin’!” Big Mac huffed, putting Smarty Pants on his bed, “And whatever she is gonna do can’t be that bad.”
Applejack facehoofed “Her special talent is magic and she is tha’ element of magic fer Celestia sake!”
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Twilight walked into the library, huffing as she slammed the door shut behind her. She knew just what she was going to do. If Big Mac wanted to keep Smarty Pants so badly he could have her; but Twilight was going to cast a little spell to make sure that Smarty Pants was even more lifelike and lovable.
“SPIKE!” Twilight shouted, “Come here I need your help!” Twilight waited for her draconic assistant. After a good few minutes she was growing impatient, “Spike Nathaniel Sparkle you come here right now!”
The young dragon came running down stairs, the only time Twilight would use his full name is when he was either in trouble or when she had been calling his name for too long and he had yet to answer, “Yeah Twilight, what do you need?” Spike asked, “I was reading comics.” he said under his breath to answer Twilight’s question before she asked it.
“Spike, I need you to help me find a book!” Twilight said.
“Uhh Twilight you're going to have be more specific than that.” Spike waves his hand around the room, “We live in a library.”
Twilight sighed “I need you to find a spell book with a spell to make an inanimate object come to life, or at least make it look like it is alive to one pony.”
Spike nodded with a salute as he started his search with Twilight. He was halfway through the library’s bookshelves, “Twilight?”
“Yes Spike?”
“This isn’t going to turn out like the time you panicked over being tardy is it?” Spike asked
“No Spike.” Twilight sighed again “Big Mac won’t give Smarty Pants back to me, so I want to make it to where he thinks she is actually alive.”
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Spike asked and Twilight nodded, “What if Applejack and the rest of them put Big Mac in the nut house?”
Twilight giggled a little. “Don’t worry Spike I am not going to take it THAT far. I’m only going to use this spell until I can get him to give Smarty Pants back to me and that shouldn’t take too long with this spell.” Twilight said as she looked through yet another book, “Come on there has to be a spell for this somewhere!”
The pair had been searching all day looking around. It was almost night and almost all of the books in the library were on the ground. Twilight would skim through the books, trying to find the right spell, before throwing them over her shoulder, “Twilight! I think I found something!” Spike exclaimed from the other side of the room.
Twilight dashed over to her number one assistant, “Let me see.” Twilight said, levitating the book out of Spike’s grip and reading the spell, “Hmm its called ‘inanimate to animate.’” Twilight read the details of the spell, “This seems like it might work.” she closed the book and set it aside, “Alright Spike I need you to give me room.” Twilight’s horn began to glow a magenta color before her horn started glowing a hot white color, Spike backed away and hid behind a pile of books.
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It was morning, and the birds were chirping happily as Celestia’s sun was rising the sky to help everypony wake up so that Luna’s moon could go to sleep. It was still the crack of dawn and everypony knew at Sweet Apple Acres that this was the time the Apples would wake up, no matter who they were. Even old Granny Smith would wake up and help with the chores.
The only pony who was allowed to sleep in was Applebloom, seeing as she was still a filly and had school. Applejack and Granny Smith were already awake, Big Mac on the other hoof was still fast asleep, snoring loudly. But something was off. He felt a tiny hoof poke him. Big Mac swatted the hoof away, “Not now Applebloom ah am tryin’ ta’ sleep right now!” Big Mac said trying to drift off again.
“Daddy wake up!”