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// Chapter 2: A Package 
// Story: Boys of Canterlot High 
// by InsignificantPony 
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Twilight woke up from her bed in the tree library and angrily got out of bed. 
“Confound these humans! They drive me to insomnia!” she muttered to herself as she made her way downstairs, pondering over her… unusual event with Lyra, who had started to teach her about these bizarre creatures, much to Twily’s annoyance.

“What was that Twilight?” called Spike’s dorkish voice from the other room. “Bad dreams again?”

“They were dancing on TABLES! Tables I say!” she confirmed, with the familiar stress in her voice and magicked open the front door. She was not expecting to comically smash head first into a monolith sized cardboard box.  Spike giggled as a familiar grey pegasus fluttered down, saying “Sorry Twilight… delivery from the Princess.”  And avoiding the stern gaze of her supervisor she flew off with the gaggle of delivery mares. 

Rolling her eyes, Twilight levitated the large box in sideways to get it through the door and nearly bumped into Pinkie Pie who was sitting innocently in the middle of the library.  
“Oooh! You got a package? What’s in it!” she called ecstatically.

“Pinkie Pie? How did you get in here!?” Twilight sighed, being too exhausted for her friend’s bizarre quirks and riddles.

“I used the front door silly!” She giggled, and proceeded to tear open the tall box, uninvited. Not that Twilight particularly minded; it saved time for her having to do it neatly.

“Woah!” The two ponies echoed in chorus as before them stood a purple framed mirror, looking oddly futuristic in the wooden library. It was lightly decorated in swirls and jewels and reached twice the size of Twilight.

“…Woah” copied Spike, with a painfully delayed reaction, before following it with, “that’s creepy!”

“I wonder what it’s used for…” the alicorn pondered openly as she paced around the mirror, wearing her Scientific Thinking Face. She turned around to ask Pinkie’s opinion before noticing she had disappeared, in a way that only Pinkie could.




The box bared no noticeable letter and if this was a test from the Princess, Twilight didn’t want to fail it on her first go by asking for help. No. She’ll find out what this does by herself! With a triumphant stomp of a hoof, she darted to the M section of her library and started to pull out anything she had on mirrors.