"See?? I told you that I'm a monster!!" Twilight exclaims as she clasps her face in despair.
"You're not a monster! Monsters are nasty and mean! You're just really weird-looking!"
"I don't believe that is helping, Pinkie."
"Ohh, what does it matter, anyway? I'm a horrible beast now and getting worse all the time!" Tears flew from Twilight's eyes, this whole experience having broken her down more and more into a state of hopelessness—even standing right before the princess had not given her any boost in confidence.
"T...Twilight..." Twilight peered up at Celestia. She was staring back at Twilight with an expression that showed no great emotion, but the state of shock she was in seemingly had her face almost paralyzed.
"P—princess...I..." Twilight endeavored to talk to the princess, but impotence had suddenly overtaken her ability for proper diction; but, it wasn't just her going through this complication—both ponies were at a loss for words at this moment, and what followed was what felt like a long period of silence and stillness—it seemed that neither pony could continue speaking due to this dumbfounding occurrence. What was the right thing to say? How could something like this be explained so easily? And how would Celestia react to an explanation? Twilight did not want to her teacher to be disappointed or upset with the actions she had performed since the day before, even though they were all carried out whilst under the influence of her evil side. But, would she really accept that as a proper reason? So much weight had been placed on Twilight's mind during the past day that her logical reasoning had all but ceased its proper functioning. Now she felt it may be better to just say nothing at all.
While Twilight was struggling with her inner turmoil, Celestia concurrently contained her own thoughts on this matter, though the focal point of these thoughts was her disbelief in such a horrific malady befalling her best and closest student. How could something of this magnitude happen to Twilight? And why did it happen? Being overtaken by these thoughts and feelings caused Celestia to nearly bring her proper ruminating ability to a halt, just as Twilight had—however, her irregular contemplation only lasted for a short time, as her shock quickly gave way to what should have been on her mind all along: getting to the bottom of this crisis.
"Why was I not told of this?" Celestia asked with a more stern tonality.
Surprised by this response, Twilight was not quick to formulate a response to her teacher's inquiry, but it was this question that had fortunately snapped Twilight back to her normal self(mostly), and she was soon able to recollect on her actions the previous night before her changes had begun.
"Well, uhh...I was going to write a letter detailing the particulars involved with the incident, but after I had gotten home I started feeling these terrible headaches, so I decided to put off writing you a letter until the next day, since I thought my headaches would be gone by then. But, it wasn't until today that I found out the headaches had to do with my affliction, and once my body started changing, I became so panicked that I forgot to write you the letter! But if I knew what was going to happen, I would have written you as many letters as possible describing every last detail so you would know the problem and do what you could as fast as you could to help me!!" Twilight ended her fast-paced, panicky speech with her face almost right against Celestia's face, staring eye-to-eye with a markedly piercing gaze.
Though still concerned(especially by Twilight's show of increasing lunacy), Celestia did not allow her student's abnormal behavior get the better of her own judgment. Twilight needed help more than ever, and Celestia would make absolutely sure that she receives the assistance she so desperately seeks.
"You needn't worry any longer, Twilight," Celestia said as she placed her hoof atop Twilight's head. "I know that you have been greatly distressed by the events of recent history, but what is important right now is that you are here now, and I will do everything in my power to assure that you are back to your exemplary, untainted self once more."
Twilight looked upwards at the princess, who was smiling back at the frightened unicorn. Though fear was once her companion, she had promptly foregone that triviality, the focus of her intent now solely engaged with the availing of the forlorn unicorn. Twilight was feeling such amazement that even with things looking as bad as they did, the princess showed no fear or lack of confidence in her own abilities to sort out this catastrophe. What Twilight considered to be a feat for herself to accomplish appeared capable of being finished with ease for the princess, and after minor ups and severe downs Twilight had trudged through over the course of this entire day, this was exactly the inspiration she so desperately aspired for and it was these new feelings of hope that were able to place a smile on Twilight's formerly despondent face. The tears flowing from her eyes were no longer tears of despair and torment, but of jubilation and optimism, and the grateful mare didn't hesitate to hug her teacher, who hugged her back just the same.
"Th—thank you, princess..." Twilight trembled with her speech, due to the amalgamation of both sad and happy feelings inside her.
"Don't give all your thanks to me. It was your friends who helped you in arriving here. They deserve their share of the merit as well."
Twilight turned around and faced her friends, whom were all joyful to see Twilight finally feeling happy once more after all the plights she had been forced through this past day. It was an extremely difficult time for Twilight, and after all she'd been through, Twilight deserved to receive this solace. She was more cheerful than she'd been all day, and her expression showed it well. There was even the sound of contentment in her tone as she spoke to her friends, sniffing every so often, "I just want to say to you all...how happy I am to have friends like you...it's been really difficult these past many hours...and even after all the damage and harm I had caused...you still stuck by my side through it all..."
"Ah course we did, sugarcube."
"We wouldn't have even dreamt of doing anything else!"
"After all, we're best friends!"
"Super-duper best friends!"
"And we always will be!" Twilight's friends all grouped together in a line, placing their legs(and Spike's arms) around each other's shoulders in their show of the unbreakable bond of friendship that coupled them all together.
Twilight could not help but cry even more tears of bliss, not ashamed to let everybody seeing her shed her tears. For a time it seemed that she would never be brought out of her pusillanimous state, and that even the princess' assistance would not cheer her up, but such a claim was now shown to be wholly falsified, which was a superb thought for everyone to know. It may have been a rough day for the group—and just about everypony in Ponyville, but all that mattered now was that Twilight was the jovial, self-assured pony she had always been before, and all was as it should be in the world—at least, up until now.