Many ponies awakened to greet the day, but none were more enthusiastic than Twilight Sparkle. Twilight jumped out of bed, humming happily as the first rays of sunlight began to peek through her blinds and shine upon her face. Normally it would have taken her hours just to draw upon the strength to finally get out of bed, but something about today just felt… special.
Still humming her happy little tune, she trotted down the hard oak stairs of the library, silently taking note of the state of the living room as she passed. At that time she went to the kitchen and ate a healthy bowl of oatmeal. She then went to clean the library. It took her an hour or two, but with Spike’s help, she was able to make sure that the floor was spotless and that all of the books were put away and properly cataloged. Nothing could ruin her good day.
She found a good book and began to read…
“Hey, wait a minute… This seems familiar…” Twilight idly tapped her horn, trying to figure out what it was that was bothering her so much.
Five minutes in and she realized that she’d already read this book. Surely this morning would entail more than just the same book all over again. She put it down and set herself on a new task: cataloging. Five seconds in and she was wondering why she chose to even bother with that.
“Wait a minute. I already did that with Spike!” She looked around the room, trying to find something else to occupy her time.
After another five minutes of pondering, she realized something.
“This is boring…”
And indeed it was; everything was already done, and she was far ahead in her studies. Spike just finished his chores for the day and had walked over to her while she wasn’t paying attention.
“Hey, Twilight! I just finished my chores, can I go and see Rarity for a while?” Spike asked her with hopeful eyes.
Twilight looked down at him and smiled, “Sure. After all, it doesn’t seem like anything really needs to be done today.”
“Thanks, Twilight!” Then he scampered off to the door.
Twilight watched him open the door and step outside. Then a resounding slam of the door and five seconds later, Twilight began pacing the library’s length, trying to figure out what she should do. She couldn’t go visit her friends. It was still early, and they’d likely be busy with their own work and asleep. Maybe she could try experimenting on a new spell…
That’s when a loud knocking sound was heard rapping on the door. Twilight’s eyes widened at the possibility that something eventful was finally going to happen and fulfill the promise of a special day.
‘Maybe a friendship problem! Or anything! Maybe Ponyville is on fire!’ She thought while trotting faster towards the door.
Not even bothering to open her eyes, she kept trotting to the door in excitement. This was a bad idea. She soon smashed into the door face first and hit the ground with a thud, rubbing her horn with a hoof and groaning. After a few a seconds of pain, she got back up and opened the door to reveal Derpy with a package in her hooves.
“Here’s a package for you, Twilight!” she said with lots of energy in her voice.
Twilight looked at the package with a broad smile on her face. “Thanks, Derpy! This is just what I needed!”
She took the package in her magic and floated it inside the library. Derpy smiled and then took off once more. As soon as she was out of sight, Twilight slammed the door and raced over to her magical mystery package.
She looked at the package with curiosity and noticed a royal seal emblazoned on the top of said package.
‘Princess Celestia sent this?! It’s got to be some sort of ancient textbook on magic that I’ve never read before! I’ve gotta get inside it!’
Twilight activated her horn and summoned a pair of scissors over to her and quickly snipped the bonds that kept the top from being opened by prying eyes. She quickly removed the cut ribbons and opened the box to reveal a letter.
Twilight ripped it out of the package immediately and set to work on reading it.
Dear Twilight,
It has come to my attention that you have gotten very far in your studies and that maybe I haven’t given you something that can truly challenge your brain power. So, I’ve decided that you shall be tasked with using the item I have put inside this package. It is very powerful and very dangerous, so I suggest that you use extreme caution when handling it and be careful not to spill any on yourself. I hope to see your findings on it soon enough.
Sincerely,
Princess Celestia
Twilight put down the letter and looked inside the box, slightly confused. Why would the Princess entrust her with some sort of dangerous artifact without any prior warning? And why would she point out not to spill any? She noticed a smaller bit of wrapping paper inside and quickly pulled it out with her magic.
Setting it down on her desk, she unwrapped the item carefully to avoid any damage to the material inside. She found that inside the wrap was only a small bottle of what appeared to be regular old super glue.
'That can't be it, can it?' She questioned herself in confusion.
She lifted up the small container and twisted it around in her magical grasp, trying to figure out why Princess Celestia had sent it to her to examine. She pulled up a quill and quickly and turned it around, still staring at the label
“Quick drying, eh? Must be some sort of magically enchanted adhesive…” Twilight tapped a hoof against her horn once again in thought. This sort of thing warranted some tests.
“The contents of the box that Princess Celestia sent me appear to be some sort of tube of... very potent adhesive. I’m not entirely sure why she would send me this, but hopefully some experimentation will shed some light on the matter,” she said, reaching for a quill and paper and quickly beginning to scribble down her scientific observations.
Twisting off the cap of the glue tube, she gently squeezed it, causing some of the glue to escape from the tip. Looking at the clear substance, she couldn’t tell if it was any different from any other glue just from visuals alone.
She needed to experiment.
Grinning, she pulled the drawers of her desk out, searching for some supplies that she could test without damaging anything of any value in case it was normal glue. She let out a small ‘ah-ha!’ noise when she struck upon something that she could use. A pair of old popsicles sticks that Spike must’ve eaten and hidden away in the drawer. No doubt to add to his popsicle stick collection. She made a quick note to speak to him about it once he came back.
She quickly pulled out the popsicle sticks and set them on the desk in an orderly fashion, before quickly applying a small dab of the glue to one popsicle stick and putting another one on the dot, making a small cross out of the two sticks.
Twilight applied the pressure for a little bit, before stopping and trying to pull the two sticks apart with the expected result.
“Preliminary results from the basic experiment shows that it has the expected properties of super glue. It is sticky, and holds objects together,” she dictated to the quill, it taking down the note. “Particularly strong however. Perhaps there’s been some sort of extra adhesive capacity added due to some sort of spell?”
Twilight sighed, bringing the sticky glue closer to her face, trying to read the small print on the tube, but to no avail. It was simply too small, and covered with dried smatterings of glue. She let out a frustrated groan.
“Well, hopefully that wasn’t important...” She grumbled, before her ears perked up at the sound of the quill scratching. She quickly turned to it. “Nononono! Don’t transcribe that!” She yelled at it, resulting in the quill taking the words down in italics.
Twilight growled at the quill, before killing the spell making the quill move. “I swear, magic hates me sometimes.” She said, seething at her own stupidity.
She laid her head down on the desk, and sighed again. She needed a break. It had barely been five minutes and already she was beaten by a simple tube of glue. Suddenly, she grinned softly. It had been a while since she had just let loose and had some fun. And here she had some popsicle sticks and some glue.
Why not get creative?
She picked her head up, and concentrated, envisioning a small creation in her mind that would enable her to explore her creative side for the night. Her workspace lit up with her magic, popsicle sticks floating here and there, the glue flying around and adding small dots of glue to the correct places. It was going to be a masterpiece, Twilight was sure of it!
Suddenly, a popsicle stick got loose and beaned her in the eye, causing her to lose her concentration. Without her magic keeping them in the air, all the sticks came tumbling down to the desk with a loud clattering of noises. Luckily, the main part of her creation was still intact on the desk in the same formation that she had glued it together in.
“Wow, that really is strong!”
She let out a sigh of relief, smiling again as she started to pick up the glue, only to realize it had landed on her hoof. Twilight stared at the little dollop of glue sitting on her hoof. Smiling, she brought her other hoof up to it and tried to rub it off.
Instantly, Twilight realized her mistake.
There was a reason it was called super glue.
Twilight blinked for a moment before attempting to pull her hooves apart. They shifted a small amount, but it was to no avail. Her eyes widened in panic as she yanked harder, squealing in distress. No matter how hard she tried, they wouldn’t come apart. In fact, it seemed the harder she struggled, the stickier the glue became.
“It shouldn’t have hardened that quickly! It’s just super glue!” Twilight yelped as she tugged at it again, almost falling over as it grew harder for her to keep her balance. She hit the table with her side, causing the bottle of glue to jump and roll towards her.
She lit up her horn and reach out with her magic, frantically trying to pry her hooves apart before catching the bottle of glue. Upside down. Right over her back. Her eyes shot wide with panic as she felt something dripping onto her back, making her wings feel extremely uncomfortable and sticky. Out of pure instinct, she flapped her wings to get it of… only to get them stuck together.
Instantly she dropped the bottle of glue, causing it to squirt a small amount onto her hindleg, which she instinctively reached out with her other hindleg to scratch in a panic. They got stuck together and Twilight toppled to the ground, crying and trying desperately to free herself from her sticky prison.
“Somepony help! I’m stuck! I can’t move anything!” Twilight looked over to the package that the glue had come in, reached for her one last hope. She quickly realized that it was empty, and that Celestia had neglected to include any solvent within the package.
For the next several hours, Twilight struggled and squirmed on the floor of the library, trying to get herself free. She’d given up, lying slumped on the floor, crying softly to herself as she half-heartedly attempted to fight against her already hard as rocks bondage. Suddenly her ears perked up, noting a small sound. The sound of hope. Somebody was entering the library.
Twilight moaned in discomfort, shifting onto her back and trying to get in a better position to address her potential savior. She watched as the door slowly opened, only to reveal Spike. She gasped, her tears of fear and panic turning into tears of joy as she grunted from the uncomfortable position she’d been forced into for hours.
“Spike, I need you help, please! I need you to release me from this foul prison’s embrace!” Twilight looked up at him hopefully.
“Oh, hey, Twilight! What’s going on?” He walked in closer before stopping, his eyes wide in surprise and heavy blush on his face as he noted her position, the position of her hooves, and the fact that her pleading eyes looked surprisingly like bedroom eyes. “Oh geeze Twilight! What the hay?! Ask Big Mac or somebody about that stuff, not me!”
“But Spike, wait! That’s not what this is!” Twilight blushed heavily, desperately scooting towards him, which only caused Spike to blush harder.
“Uh… GottagoseeyaTwilight!” And with that, Spike ran out the front door, locking it behind him so nobody would notice and accidentally stumble onto Twilight’s private time.
“B-But… SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!”
Princess Celestia watched in mild amusement and concern as her student fumbled with the glue that she’d gotten on herself. She felt like she really should do something about it, but…
“Sister? Are you not going to do something to aid your prized pupil?” Luna watched, eyeing with concern, but stifling a giggle herself.
“I’m sure she’ll figure a way out. Spike won’t be gone all day. Besides… This wouldn’t have happened if she’d obeyed the directions I gave her in the package. I specifically told her not to get any on herself!” Celestia smirked a little, looking over to her younger sister.
“Oh, Celestia…” Luna wiped her eyes, joining in with the laughter. “Thou art a most cruel mistress on April Fool’s.”