//------------------------------// // Why // Story: The Twilight Pillows // by Gizmopower //------------------------------// It was a beautiful day unlike any other. Twilight was alone at the beach. She wanted it to be that way, but still didn't know why there weren't any ponies. It was such a beautiful day, who wouldn't go outside? It really didn't matter. She just had to be away from all the chaos of being a princess. She sighed and laid down. When was the last time she felt such peaceful bliss? She hadn't known, probably when she wasn't a princess. The cool breeze mixed with the blazing sun, made the air and sand feel neutral to her. She looked up at the sky and watched the clouds before slowly closing her eyes. But then she got a glimpse of something in the distance...a bunch of things in the distance. She couldn't make it out but it looked like purple figures...having white flat heads. Strange, Twilight thought. She got up to get a better view. She wished that she had brought binoculars of some sort, but all she really brought was sunscreen and a lunch bag. She kept on staring at the mass, wondering what it was. She then realized that the mass was coming this way. She had to know what those things were. And then an idea popped into her head. She remembered that she learned a vision enhancing spell. She proceeded to cast it on herself. Her horn started producing a purple like magical liquid that seeped into her eyes. She then looked with her new vision. It still wasn't enough for her to see far enough. Only a little clearer. "Wait a second...are those...pillows?" Said Twilight astonished. What kind of things would carry pillows on their heads? What were these creatures? Twilight took a second look and could see the creature in more detail. "Are those....are they...ponies?" Twilight said now being confused. Maybe they were sea ponies thought Twilight. No they had no gills. Twilight took yet another look. Now she could make out the distinct features. She made out that they were unicorns, that they were purple, and that they had pillows on their heads and...Twilight froze. That was the same hairdo she saw every morning. The same eyes that would be distressed after long nights of studying. These creatures...they were her. Except they weren't her, how could they be? They had, they had, pillows on their heads, and...why? Twilight had a jolt of confusion run through her body. How could this be? There was...so many of them, why had there been so many? How could it be that there was more then one of herself? And why had it been so? Why the buck did they pillows on their heads!? Why had they come now? What was there purpose of them being here? Is this an illusion? A dream? She looked around. Everything looked real. She hit herself, it felt real. This was real. Was it? How could she tell? She looked at the figures that looked like Twilight once more. It was just more baffling then the first time she saw them. This isn't real, she told herself, it's just too absurd to be real. They were only coming closer slowly but surely. She just couldn't handle it. Every nerve in her body was so confused and was asking so many questions. She just couldn't find the answers. "Calm down Twilight, there is a perfectly reasonable and logical explanation for this," How could there be? What in Equestria could possibly explain this! Maybe she was just looking at it wrong. She looked again. She stared at them. They were coming closer. They had dead eyes. And they looked exactly like her, just with pillows on their heads. Why the buck had they had pillows on their heads!? She told herself to calm down, one question at a time. Her mind was still a big jumble of chaos as the knowledge inside of Twilight's brain was being defied and was challenged by the outside world, by the events that had unfolded. "Alright, first of all, why is there more then one me?" Why was there more then one me? She repeated over and over. She thought about mirror magic, clone magic, random burst of magic because of some stupid magical catastrophe. Was it magic? It had to be. If not magic, then what exactly? But not even magic could explain such a phenomenon. Nothing could explain such a phenomenon. Had she dipped in the mirror pool lately? Her mind was so jumbled up that she wasn't even quite sure herself. This wasn't helping her, nothing could explain this. Why there was so many of them, and why they had come to this specific place, while she was here. Had her vacationing here had an effect on these events? Next question. WHY DID THEY HAVE PILLOWS ON THEIR HEADS. If anything came out of the ocean with a pillow on their head, it would be just as disturbing and confusing, but to have multiple creatures have pillows on their heads, and then to have multiple creatures that look exactly like her...it was too much for Twilight. Twilight's brain was pretty much broken about now. All she could ask was, "Why?" Why did this happen? What does this mean? Why? Why! Why!? Twilight was crying now. And the creatures had now walked up to shore. They were definitely her. They looked exactly like her. They didn't even seem to be wet. Neither did the pillows. They just walked. And kept walking. It was terrifying to Twilight. They had dead eyes, and only looked forward. She looked up to see hundreds, no, thousands of them. They were everywhere. It was just a sea of purple now. She sobbed and cried even harder. "WHY!? Why are you here!? What are you!? Why do you come here!?" She hit the sand. The sand feeling hot and uncomfortable. She kept screaming it out loud, confused, so confused, she just wanted to die. She didn't want to be tortured by these questions. Not anymore. "Why!? Why!? Why!? Why!?" She repeated over and over only to have no response. "Why!? Why!? W..." Suddenly the swarm came over to Twilight and they trampled on top of her. They just kept walking as if she wasn't there. She tried to get up but the weight of the Twilight pillows was to much. She was happy, yet so confused. It was over. It was finally over. The questions would stop. She smiled, laughing and crying for the sake of their respective emotions but also out of pure insanity. She whispered one more time, "Why?"