Somehow, I'm Twilight Sparkle.

by Full Tome


You need to calm down.

I’d shaken myself to consciousness only to see a pastel pink nose in my face, causing me to yelp and cartwheel backwards away from the inquisitive pegasus with the pale purple mane.

“What the-?” I tried asking as I waited for my heart to stop pounding, a hoof on chest.

“My name is Bonnie.” She said with a grin. “And you are Twilight Sparkle.”

Clearing my throat I started to climb to my hooves, asking, “Okay, so, what the hay are you doing here?”

“I’m here to tell you that you need to hurry up. You don’t have much time, Twilight.”

“What don’t I have much time for?” I asked, trying to bring my thoughts back from the daydream.

“To get to new york, to beat Discord, to gain the Element of Harmony.” She listed off.

“Okay, can I hear something I didn’t know?” I asked her, unsure as to if she actually had something of use to say.

“Well, you need to stop worrying so much about Asher’s problem affecting you. Let it happen. Your worry and panic will only make it worse.” She said, a confident smile on her face.

“But if it’s Asher’s problem now, it will be my problem later. I would like to know how to deal with it when the issue arises.” I told her as I seated myself on whatever surface I was on.

“Don’t look at it as a problem, it is a facet. A diamond has many faces, or it would not shine so bright, but the diamond does not reflect so it thinks it is broken.” She replied.

“How do you even know all this?” I asked her incredulously.

“That isn’t important. What is important is that you let go of your fear, and carry on. Make haste.” She turned to leave, giving me a good view of the two blue lightning bolts on her flank.

“Wait, what are you even talking about?” I inquired, trying to figure out what she meant.

“Your fear,” She said as she looked back at me. “That you are losing yourselves. Do not fear, child. You are gaining so much more,” she told me before trotting out of the room, leaving me confused and alone with myself.

“Why were you even looking there?” I heard Asher, rather embarrassed.

“Looking where?” I ask aloud, forgetting he’s in my head.

“Her cutie mark,” he replied, a slight choke feeling rolling through my head.

“It’s no different from when you glance across a woman’s breasts to know how fit they are,” I say before realizing I’m talking to a voice in my head as if it’s external. “You two are starting to rub off on me.”

“Two way road. You remember my mane, right?”

“Good point,” I thought back as I looked around to get my bearings. Somehow, I’d managed to get atop the table in the berthing. It actually offered a decent view of the area as a whole.

The place was actually rather well organized. I wasn’t quite sure what I was going to do to pass time, honestly. Nothing around here was calling to me, and any magic I could use for entertainment, I couldn’t remember something for, or required another living being for.

I decided I could probably take a nap. Being near blown up, held at gun-point, lost in my head with giant slug leeches, only to confront both a hostile, and an aloof Asher, and then the random mare who seemed to know about the whole ordeal?

I didn’t even bother with the time. I just knew it was a long day, and unfortunately, it was probably only just over half done.

I leaped off the table onto the floor. My landing was a little lackluster, but at least I didn’t manage to seriously hurt myself. A little stiffness from falling, maybe, but nothing was pulled.

“You know, she was pretty bad at being cryptic,” Ember thought, drawing my attention.

“You mean you understood her?” I questioned, thankfully internally.

“Really? ‘A diamond has many faces’? You didn’t get that?”

“Wha- OH!” I thought, and physically brought my hoof to my face. “I can’t believe that flew over my head the way it did.”

“Wait, what am I missing?” Asher cut in. “Oh wait, never mind,” he shot out before either Ember or I could start to answer answer.

With that business sorted, I jumped onto the bed that my temporary roommates had assigned me. Better to try and take a nap to let the stress pass than to try and add to it sorting out something that’s already been dealt with.

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Do you know how hard it is to take a nap when you have A.D.H.D?

If you do? Good on you. If you don’t? It’s pretty freakin’ hard.

Do you know how hard it is to take a nap when you have a split personality?

No? I wouldn’t expect you to, it’s an extremely rare disorder I have. Most mistake a difference of mood for it.

Do you know how hard it is to take a nap when you have another consciousness in your head?

Yes? Hello fellow Equestrian. No? Let me tell you, it’s not easy.

Now, fun part! Where Baba Yaga did her who-do magic crap, I had to deal with having to try and clear my mind without focusing on clearing my mind, meaning I had to not focus on keeping both Twilight and my thoughts silent.

This made it so I had to hear the two talk in my head, since I had to focus on keeping them out of my thoughts to not hear them. Having that split personality really screwed me over with the second mind bullcrap here. I’d dealt with it fine before.

All those memory issues were nothing major. I could always just ask about things. Identity? It’s not Dissociative Identity Disorder, I don’t claim to have three different names. Individuality? What better to be unique than to be two while you are one?

But this was ridiculous. Not having my head to myself was quickly wearing at me. It’s really hard to fall asleep when you have A.D.H.D. with two voices in your head talking, being well rested, and your legs being a little sore from a slightly off landing.

I gave a sigh as I sat up, and decided to give the room another scan over. I tried to brush something away from my eyes real quick. Failing that, I tried again. And again.

And it still wasn’t gone.

“The frick?” I asked under my breath as I tried another wipe across my face with a hoof.

“What’s up?” I heard from the other part of my mind.

“There’s something in front of me.” I answered, swinging my hoof around in front of my face to try and knock whatever it was away.

“I don’t see anything,” I got back from myself.

“What?” I asked, actually taking a moment to look. I couldn’t see anything in front of my face, but I kept swinging my hoof through the air to move something. The more I payed attention, the more it became apparent that there wasn’t anything there.

There wasn’t anything touching my face, nor was there anything obscuring vision. I heard my hoof moving through air, and there wasn’t any smell in the air.

That’s also how it caught up to me how humid the air is when you’re on a ship at sea.

The lack of anything really took me by surprise. I sat there looking at my nose in silence.

It was probably five minutes I was sitting there when Lt. Vigil came in and said, “Hey Twilight, you okay in here?”

Half a minute of silence.

“Er, Twilight?” he asked, opening his wings to fly up to me.

“Not. Twilight,” I answered, keeping my eyes on my nose.

“Uh, is something wrong?” he asked. I assume I looked freaked out, because he sounded worried.

I was freaked out. I was terrified.

Heck, as much as I don’t swear, I was flipping shit.

That’s how frightened I was.

“What’s on my face?” I asked. My voice had gone monotone.

Not surprising.

“Uh, nothing. Why?”

“There’s something on my face. What is it?”

“There’s nothing on your face,” he assured.

“Asher, there’s nothing on our face,” Twilight thought, just before I could ask again.

“Wha-?” I started, my voice cutting out on me.

“There’s nothing on your face,” Lt. Vigil repeated.

“You’re getting your senses crossed.”

I just sat there dumbstruck.

“You’re feeling magic with our horn. You didn’t wake up having access to magic, so I’m guessing the instincts that come with it didn’t quite catch. We might have to go over that at some point, but first, you need to calm down.”

I had no idea how to feel. Frustrated. Relieved. Confused. Excited.

Afraid even.

I hadn’t even noticed that Lt. Dachs entered the room. I just remember he poked my nose.

“Asher?”

“Hey, you okay man?”

“I- What?” I asked aloud, somewhere between a serious and a rhetorical question.

“Is she okay?” Jonathan asked as he was standing over me.

“I don’t know, but she thinks there’s something on or over her face or something.” Knightly said. I wasn’t sure if he was worried or bored anymore. I wasn’t exactly looking at him.

“Okay, he’s not doing anything. How do we get him moving?”

“Uh... We don’t?”

“How do we take control then?”

“Er, we can’t.”

“What?!”

“I opted out of that.”

“For what reason?”

“Amusement?”

I swear. For near five minutes, I could have heard a pin land on carpet. I was stunned, staring at my nose, with Twilight and myself doing what seemed like nothing, as Lieutenants Vigil and Dachs conversed about something I can’t quite remember.

Finally, what Twilight had said clicked in my head, and my eyes went straight to the other side of the room as I took in an audible breath of air, catching Jonathan and Knightly’s attention.

I let out the slowest ‘oh’ I have ever heard in my life.

“I’m sorry, what?” Lt. Dachs asked as soon as I finished, looking at me questioningly.

“Oh, yeah, sorry about that,” I said sheepishly. I knew my face well enough to know I was blushing. Twilight never acts sheepish without a blush on her face. “I just crossed some senses... Need to figure out magic and all...”

“Is that why you were asking me if I know how to fly earlier?” Vigil asked. I couldn’t quite make out whatever expression he had on his face. I never was good with that anyways.

“Well, not exactly, but it’s related,” I started, bringing a hoof up to rub the back of my head. “Earlier, I had no clue what I was doing about magic, I just had a bunch of half-baked theories, figuratively speaking.

“After you left, I started trying to use magic and it occurred to me; why can’t I feel the magic? So I figured I’d do a little searching inside my head.”

“Is that what you were doing before the whole staring at your nose thing?” Vigil asked.

“Wait, how long have I been staring at my nose?”

“Almost forty minutes.”

“What?!”

“Yeah,” Lt. Dachs answers, laughing into his hand a bit. “I was about to get everyone in here to place bets on when you’d snap out of it.”

“Oh, thanks,” I snark, giving him a slight glare. “Anyways, after a whole bunch of I don’t even know what the frick went on in my head, I... No, Twilight... Twilight, decided to take a nap... here about forty minutes ago, apparently.

“Speaking of, what time is it?”

“Almost eighteen hundred,” Dachs answered.

“So, about two hours to practice magic...” I said quietly to myself.

“So, are you okay?” Vigil asked, probably the only worried looking being in the room.

“I think so,” was all I could think of as response.

“Right, so dinner is at twenty-hundred,” Lt. Dachs informed as he made his way towards the door.

“Don’t practice until dinner, you’ll get cramps if you eat right after extensive use of magic.”

“Will one of you remind me of dinner thirty minutes beforehoof?”

“Wait, what?” Dachs interjected, twisting to get a look at me.

“Will one of you remind me of dinner thirty minutes beforehand?” I repeated.

“Right,” Dachs responded after a brief silence, looking like he was about to laugh as he left the room.

Vigil paused halfway to the door as he made for the exit himself. “You’re sure you’re okay? You don’t feel like you’re losing yourself, do you?” He asked.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m okay,” I told him.

“Alright, but promise me something, okay?”

“Before I make that promise, can I hear what it is you’d like me to promise?”

“Try not to get in over your head?”

“Sure thing.”

“Great, because your brother would kill me if I let you do something stupid,” Vigil said with a laugh, skipping out of the berthing.

I honestly fell to my side laughing.