“Perhaps, it is time we retrieved Star Swirl’s old journal.” Celestia passed the letter on to her sister.
Luna enveloped the parchment in her blue starlit aura, eyeing her older sister. “Why? Do you really think that she is ready for such a task?”
“No, she is not ready yet. She still has much to learn. She now knows to believe in her friends, and that she can always count on them. We now just need to wait and see if she can put it into practice. It will be the only way to be certain that she can reverse the spell.”
Celestia suppressed a chuckle as her sister almost dropped the scroll she had passed to her as she became aware of the second, much longer scroll that had accompanied Twilight’s latest friendship report.
“What is wrong with the Chameleon-spell’s title? I thought it was rather fitting.” She looked to her sister quizzically after skimming the curious attachment.
“She seems to think that it is misleading and promotes the belief that chameleons change color to match their surroundings.”
“That is why I liked it: it was funny. Everypony got a chuckle out of it.”
“That is another thing that that has changed over the years, Lu-Lu,” the older sister answered with a smile.
“They no longer think it funny, Tia.” The younger asked, jovially using her own pet name for her sister.
“They take it as fact.”
“Oh. Then, perhaps we should consider reevaluating the education system. I am finding that not many ponies know how to use an abacus anymore either. More ponies should know how to use an abacus.”
Both sisters laughed as one moved her orb, giving the sky to the other.