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// Once Upon a Time... 
// Story: The Fairy Tale Chronicles(Part 1): Twilight and the Beast 
// by Outcast4Ever 
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Sunlight streamed through the window in the quiet bedroom, alighting an empty bed. The covers were tossed aside, cascading off the side of the bed opposite the window. A soft snoring could be heard from a basket not too far away from the blanket waterfall, no doubt belonging to a young drake that was 'employed' to the pony downstairs. The growing intensity of the light from the window caused him to turn onto his other side in his small basket, only to bolt awake when he realized what time it was. Mumbling, he rolled out of bed and stretched. He eyes were still half closed as he yawned, having just woken up. 

"Spike, is that you?" came a voice from downstairs. 

"Yeah, Twilight." replied Spike as he made his way down the stairs with another yawn. 

When he reached the main floor of the library, he was greeted with surprising cleanliness. By now Twilight, who was emerging from a side room, would have already caused some measure of chaos for him to clean up. As he stood at the foot of the stairs, all he could do was stare with mouth agape at the sight before him. "Is something wrong, Spike?"

He shook his head and turned to Twilight. "I'm just not used to waking up to... this." he responded, gesturing with a claw to the tidy room laid out before him.

Twilight just simply smiled and laughed softly. "Oh, Spike." 

Shaking her head, Twilight walked into the kitchen. The room was hidden behind what seemed to be a bookshelf, but was in reality a door painted to look like one in an attempt to hide it from anypony who didn't know somepony lived in the room above. In fact, despite Twilight being a princess, most ponies had yet to learn that she actually lived in the library, and not just metaphorically speaking. Seriously, every time somepony asked why she was always at the library now that she was a princess and she replied with 'I live here', they laughed.

As her stomach rumbled, her thoughts returned to why she had entered into the kitchen in the first place: breakfast. Her horn flared up with a raspberry aura and she gathered the ingredients for pancakes. Soon after she started the batter, Spike walked in. He seemed more awake now, and he had obviously gotten over the shock of seeing a neat library. "So, pancakes?" he asked as he plopped himself down at the table.

"Yep. So, what gems do you want in yours?"

"Any gem will do. I'm not really in the mood for thinking yet."

With a silent nod Twilight carefully poured two circles of batter into the waiting pan. She retrieved a mixture of emeralds and sapphires from the cupboard with her magic, crushing them and sprinkling them over the cooking disks. As the batter sizzled in the pan she pulled out two bottles of apple juice and set them on the table next to the plates and forks already sitting there. 

"Twilight, are you alright?" Spike asked as she turned back to the stove, flipping the pancakes.

"Why would you ask something like that, Spike?"

"It's just a little weird to see you awake and a clean library. Usually it's one or the other."

"I was just reading one of my favorite stories, that's all. I guess I got lost in it and forgot to mess up the library for you to clean." Her horn began to glow softly as she silently plated the pancakes, replacing them with two more circles of batter.

"That's okay. I was actually thinking about going to see Rarity today. I know she has a big order to fill, and I thought maybe I could help her."

"Sounds good. Gives me the peace and quiet I need to focus."

Twilight flipped her own pancakes while she levitated Spike's over to him. Spike picked up his fork and knife while licking his lips, ready to dig in. First, though, he needed some syrup. "Uh, Twilight, what about the syrup?"

"Just a second Spike." 

As Twilight retrieved the syrup from the fridge and delivered it to the waiting drake seated at the table, she also plated her two pancakes. Taking a seat at the table she turned off the stove and opened her apple juice. When Spike was finished drowning his pancakes in the sweet maple syrup, Twilight drizzled a fair amount onto her own pancakes and began to eat.





Breakfast went by somewhat quietly, the only sounds heard being the scraping of utensils against the plates and a hungry dragon's chewing. The silence was mainly due to Twilight being lost in thought, running over her daily schedule for that day and the rest of the week in her mind as she mindlessly devoured her breakfast. What finally broke her out of her silent reverie was biting down on an empty fork. 

Looking down, Twilight noticed her plate only had some syrup left on it. Her assistant had also left, his syrup covered, gem-dusted plate still sitting at his seat instead of in the sink where it belonged. With a sigh, Twilight placed both plates in the sink and tossed Spike's empty bottle of apple juice into the recycling bin before grabbing her own half-full bottle and heading out of the kitchen into the side room she had been in before to continue her reading. It wouldn't hurt to just enjoy the fairytale while she had a small break this morning, right?





Discord watched as Twilight moved out of the kitchen, waiting for just the right moment. As she shut the door behind her after entering the side room, he moved unseen into said room from the main room. His movements were silent and he was as unnoticed as a shadow while he watched Twilight crack open a fairytale. One of my favorites. he thought, peeking at the title, Beauty and the Beast. 

Beauty and the Beast, a classic if ever there was one. A tale of a prince turned monster and a beautiful young girl finding true love in one another. Oh, how romantic! He sighed silently. If only that kind of thing happened in real life. he reminisced, staring into the navy blue cover of the book, the gold lettering of the title and author's name shining despite the somewhat dim light of the room. 

"Now, where was I?" Twilight asked no one in particular. "Oh, right. 'Once upon a time...'"

Discord read over Twilight's shoulder, though he quite possibly knew this story from front to back and back to front. He could easily recite each word to perfection, though he had a tendency to vary certain details. One such detail was the creature the beast turned into. According to the story, it was a dragon, but he liked to think the prince would turn into a draconequus like himself. 

Speaking of transformations, Twilight was just now reaching that part of the story. She was taking her time reading for once, turning the pages with her hooves instead of using magic. Perhaps, every once and a while, she just preferred to feel the slightly worn pages under her own hooves. Once she gets beyond the introduction, the fun begins. Discord thought, laughing silently.