It was a very hot summers day in the beautiful town of Ponyille. The sun shined as it never had before, inspiring fillies and colts everywhere to go outside and play. Ponyville's citizens were out and about, enjoying a nice day at the park or smelling a fresh bouquet of roses. It was truly a magnificent day.
But for Twilight Sparkle, local library inhabitant, it was completely the opposite. She had so many things to get done and organized, and without the help of Spike, her purple dragon assistant, they were going to take a lot longer too. Twilight could list the excuses her friends had made to not help her out on a beautiful day like this.
"I need to make a gown for a client,"
"I need to go help Rarity,"
"Sorry, Twi, I have to help Granny bake some apple fritters," she mocked scornfully as she dusted off a book.
She moved over to her desk, which was cluttered with broken quills and discard pieces of parchment, with Owlowiscious lightly sitting on all of it.
"Well, at least I have you for company," Twilight says sadly, as Owlowiscious flies out the open window.
Even more disgruntled, Twilight starts to clean up her messy desk when she hears a faint knocking on the library door.
Twilight sighed as she walked over to the door and tried to compose herself before answering it.
"Hello, what do you wa- TRIXIE?" Twilight said, mouth open.
Out of disbelief, Twilight looked up, and down, and up and down again to see if it really was her.
Sure enough it was Trixie. Same light blue mane, same cutie mark.
"I-I thought you left! What are you doing back in Ponyville?"
"Long story, do you mind if I come in?"
"Sure," Twilight didn't see why not. Sure, Trixie has been a nuisance, but she did help Twilight to put on a show for the Saddle Arabians.
With a sigh of relief, Trixie trotted in, happy to be out of the scorching hot sun, and rested in an old armchair in the messy library.
Twilight, a bit surprised with the dramatic entry, slowly walked over to the armchair opposite of Trixie's and sat down with her.
"So, now will you tell me why you came back to Ponyville?" she asks impatiently.
"Well, after you took away the Alicorn Amulet, I went to other towns, preforming magic shows for little fillies and colts, and I felt happy, like this is what I was supposed to do, but now..."
"Now?" Twilight says impatiently.
"Now-Now I don't know anymore. For all of my life I've wanted to be a great Unicorn, and master my magical abilities, but I never had any proper training. Magic was something I taught myself. After this realization I came back to Ponyville because," Trixie sighed shyly," Well, you're the best pony I know at it. Well, other than the Princesses of course,"
Twilight is astonished. Nopony had ever compared her magic to the Princesses. She felt her cheeks get red, and she shyly uttered "thank you," to Trixie.
Twilight had never seen Trixie like this before. She was now much more respectful and kind. Twilight is happy that she's seeing the real Trixie for once.
There is a long silence between the two, finally broken by Trixie asking, "Would you help me learn magic, I mean, you don't have to,"
Twilight is ecstatic. Deep down, she has always wanted a student in which she could share her own magical wisdom with, except she had always imagined having a filly or colt as a student, not a mare, but she's happy to have a student nonetheless.
"Of course!" Twilight says, as happy as can be.
"Really?"
"Sure, you could stay right here in the library with Spike and I!"
"Really, Twilight? Thank you so much!" Trixie says as she enthusiastically jumps out o her armchair and lunges at Twilight with a hug.
"Uhm, erm, alrighty then," Twilight says awkwardly to Trixie, being taken off guard by the giant hug.
Twilight then levitated the overly enthusiastic Trixie off of her.
Trixie is amazed at how interesting being in the magical bubble-like thing while being levitated is. She tries to stick her hoof out of the bubble to see what it does. The bubble, of course, just stretches and submerges her outstretched hoof in it too. She never pondered what it would levitating be like until now, she was always too busy being the levitate-or.
When Trixie lands on the wooden library floor, she utters a soft "Oof!" and stands up, taking in the sight of the horrendously messy library. This needed fixing.
Twilight saw the look on Trixie's face as she looked around the library and agreed. It did need a lot of work. Twilight is up for it, though. Before Trixie came knocking on her door, she had been determined to clean the library, and she still is now.
Feather duster in hand, Twilight begins the tedious job of dusting every nook and cranny of the library.
She starts with the bookshelves, obsessively taking out all of the books of one shelf, and then dusting out the empty shelf before she puts the books back in, and then moves on to the shelves above.
Trixie observes this, and not long later, starts doing the same thing, just as obsessively as Twilight (if not a little more).
Now, both Twilight and Trixie could agree that dusting off old wooden bookshelves was not the most fun activity, and may go even far to say that it was in fact, very dull, but to the two mares, this was a very cherishable moment. none of them could have explained to you why, but, well, there was something about the others company that made it worthwhile.