Day 10, Part 1
“Hey! Stop that! What are you doing?” Twilight said aghast, before backing away.
What does it look like? I’m taking your measurements” Starswirl replied, “Now hold still.”
“I can see that! But why?” she replied, batting her hooves at the persistent measuring tape.
Starswirl paused his efforts, “Isn't it obvious? I should have done it yesterday, but our discussion distracted me. You are an alicorn now, think of all the things we can learn!”
“What have my measurements to do with that?” Twilight shouted.
“Everything!” the older unicorn replied with fervor, “Is you physical form affected by your use of magic? Or will you grow at the same pace as a normal pony? How long have you been an alicorn exactly? Do feel a need for extra nourishment in this new form?” As he kept showering her with questions, he renewed the battle for her measurements.
Twilight gasped, “EEEHAA! DON’T MEASURE THAT!”
“Stop being so squeamish, it's only your rump. Everypony has one.” Starswirl chided, as he noted the number down. He frowned down at the figure and murmured, “...Definitely alicorn sized.”
“WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?” Twilight shrieked, her voice cracking slightly.
“Nothing,” Starswirl replied hastily, closing the notebook. He didn’t get it, wasn’t a mare with a big rump a good thing? He cleared his throat, “Lets move on… Next, I will need some samples.”
Twilight, face red, eyed him warily, “Samples?”
“You know, blood, hair and saliva. The works,” Starswirl replied as he levitated out a syringe. Lighting a candle with a magical pink flame, he proceeded to sterilize the needle over it.
Twilight stared at the needle with wide eyes. Her wings puffed out, before spreading wide.
Starswirl, noticing the motion in the corner from his eye, turned to the alicorn, “Fascinating, is that some alicorn stress reflex? Your body trying to appear larger to scare away potential predators?”
“I don’t know! I have only been like this for a day and a half.” Twilight replied, blushing furiously.
Was she still angry about the rump thing? Starswirl shook his head, mares… he would never understand them. He glanced at the syringe, and realized that it was as clean as it would ever be. Pulling it out of the pink flame, he turned back to the agitated alicorn. “Okay Twilight, grit your teeth. This should only hurt for a moment.”
Twilight backed away, her stiff left wing pushing some quills and papers from a worktable. She didn’t notice, all her attention was fixed on the syringe in the older unicorn's magical grasp. “I don’t know if this is such a great idea... Maybe we should stick to hair and saliva only,” Twilight hazarded.
“Nonsense,” Starswirl replied, “Now hold still... HEY! DON’T RUN!”
Fortunately, she didn’t get far as her flight was impeded by the doorway, its geometry disagreeing with the current state of her wings.
“Really Twilight, you are a grown mare, and a Princess no less. A little needle should be nothing to you.” Starswirl said as he approached. He reached out and grabbed her with his magic.
The alicorn yelped and spun on the spot, ripping apart Starswirl's magic as if it was paper. She rushed across the room, towards the window.
“Oh no you don’t!” Starswirl said, hurling himself at her.
They collided, sending them both careening off their hooves before landing and rolling over the thick carpet. They ended up in a heap, with Starswirl on top, his chest pressing down on her side. “Ha! If I’m so old, how come I could do that!”
Twilight squirmed a bit before lying still. “Fine, do it then,” she said between gritted teeth.
“Finally, you see sense!” Starswirl said as he levitated the syringe closer. He could feel her body under him, warm and soft, her heart,hammering like a terrified rabbits. He felt it speed up even more as he placed the needle against her throat. “You must hold still Twilight.”
Her only response was to squeeze her eyes shut. Not wasting any time, Starswirl pushed the needle into the vein before drawing out her blood. When he was done, he quickly healed her with his magic.
“See that wasn’t so bad, now was it” he asked.
Twilight relaxed under him, her body going limp, “Starswirl...”
“Yes?” he asked.
“How long are you planning to stay on top of me?”