It was a rather peaceful day. The sun was shining ever so brightly after it had been threatened to never to rise again. For Twilight, she was not enjoying sunbathing like the majority of the others. Relaxing, after she had put in all that work to hide her tiara in a place where no one but herself could find it. She was just reading.
After she had knocked a bunch of books off of their shelves yesterday, she had now taken an interest in reading them. Even though they were mostly cool books, they still interested Twilight. She was especially interested in pastries, like pies and such. She licked her lips as she stared at the illustration of a cherry pie. She longed to have some more of that apple pie Applejack made. Maybe she would go over for another visit, and ask for some more. That was a good idea.
Either that or she could cook the pie herself. Twilight was not very sure if she could actually cook the pie. Maybe she could check if she had all the required things, first.
Twilight closed the cookbook, and headed to the kitchen. Her owner was not yet awake, as it was at least one PM. Twilight didn't judge, though. She was a cat, a creature notorious for sleeping all hours of the day.
Twilight scaled her food-bag ladder she had been using to reach the counter. She was not able to reach the window, though. As a rushing Rainbow Dash literally flew through her window, and smacked head first into Twilight.
"Twilight! You have to hide me!"
Rainbow pleaded. Rainbow looked rather shaken up. Her fur puffed up, and her pupils constricted to slits.
"What? What's wrong?"
Twilight asked. Rainbow seemed to have this habit of not explaining things fully. Hopefully, Twilight could get a concise answer out of her.
"They're taking me to the vet!"
Rainbow cried, curling into a ball out of fear. The vet? Twilight remembered going to the vet once. It wasn't very fun, she could tell you that much. She'd prefer not to go back.
"Uh, why?"
Twilight continued to ask. Rainbow didn't seem sick.
"They think I have a condition, and.. And.. I'm going to dieeeeee!"
Rainbow exaggerated. Twilight rolled her eyes.
"What condition would that be?"
Twilight quizzed, with a look of 'Yeah, right' on her face. She could tell Rainbow wasn't going to die. Nothing seemed wrong.
"My fur is getting really poofy, and I can't put it down."
Rainbow explained, uncurling from her ball. Twilight internally face pawed. Rainbow was probably just going to a barber shop, or something. Getting long hair was not a strange abnormality. Although Rainbow was a short hair cat, which was rather strange.
"There's nothing to worry about, I'm pretty sure they're just taking you to the barber, Rainbow."
Twilight confirmed. Rainbow didn't seem convinced. She was not not convinced whatsoever. She threw herself into the metal sink. What was she planning to do? Whatever it was, it didn't seem smart.
"Twilight, turn on the water. I need to get my fluff down. I can't really fly through the air being all puffy like this."
Rainbow requested. Twilight moved herself over the sink's faucet. The place that made tiny rivers flow into a drain. Twilight put her paw on the warm water valve.
"Rainbow, you can't even fly."
Twilight pointed out. Rainbow jumped on buildings, and fell off them. Apparently, that was her equivalent of flying. Rainbow shot Twilight a glare. A nasty thing. That glare had forced Twilight to hurry up with the valve turning.
All at once, a blast of warm water sprayed onto the cyan and multi-colored cat. Her fur getting soaked, and being pushed down by the force of said water. Twilight quickly stopped the harsh spray of the small waterfall, as she looked down at the now wet Rainbow. She had all her fluff down, which was her end goal.
"Thanks."
Rainbow mewed, as she jumped out of the sink. Nearly slipping on the counter as she did so.
"Anyways, Pinkie is going to be throwing another party today."
Rainbow informed. Another one? There was just a party yesterday. Two parties, actually. How many parties can this gal throw? Twilight was going to find out.
"Another one? I don't think I'll be making it this time.. I have some reading to catch up on."
Twilight lied. Rainbow shrugged, as if to say 'You're missing out.' with her simple movement. Rainbow jumped out the window, and just like that, she was gone.
What was Twilight going to do today? Oh yes. Cook. Twilight had memorized the recipe that the cookbook had told her about. She wanted to create an apple pie. First, she needed to get the ingredients. Along with the needed pans and such. First, she needed some apples. Huh.
Twilight looked around the room. Where would the apples be? Apples aren't normally in cupboards, because they rot faster in there. So, Twilight guessed she wasn't going to be making apple pie after all. She also doubted that she could actually cook a pie without an oven.
Twilight thought of what she could cook with the limited things she had available at the time. Which wasn't very much, in all honesty. It seemed like her owner ordered take out more than they cooked for them self. Considering the only thing that could heat up food was a microwave, she wouldn't blame them for not cooking their own food.
Speaking about her owner, she could hear their footsteps against the hardwood floor. Twilight scampered off of the counter, and ran off to go see her human. She wanted some human food to eat. Maybe some of that fabled cereal that she had heard of only a paw-full of times.
The human who she called her owner, and was legally responsible to take care of her, walked down one of the fenced hallways. The hallway that was closer to the kitchen. Maybe they had chosen that hallway to have their bedroom so that way they could easily get food, or something. Twilight didn't know, neither did bother to care.
"Hey Twilight, what're you doing up so early?"
Her owner asked, as they stepped over the fence that kept her away from the hallway. Twilight was given a quick pat on the head, before her owner went to lounge on the couch.
"Watching the news?"
Her owner quizzed, looking at the still on television. Twilight had not turned it off, mostly due to the fact she had no idea how to turn it off. Twilight jumped onto the couch with her owner, as she was scooped up in one arm. She was placed onto her owner's stomach.
"What happened with your collar? Did someone pimp it out while I was asleep?"
Her owner was a really lonely sod, talking to cat that couldn't talk back to them. Her owner picked up the contraption Twilight had used to turn the television on, and pressed some of the numbers on the number pad. The same numbers appeared on the screen.
"In other news, the goat's mutation is almost complete and will be-."
The reporter was cut off in mid-sentence, as the television switched it's pictures over to something else. Twilight stared at the screen, as a cartoon of sorts appeared on the screen. It appeared to be about humans fighting gigantic titan humans, or something like that. Lots of images, at a really fast speed.
"That was really nice of whoever did that, but I'm going to have to take some of those off.."
Her owner's piano fingers tried to pull off one of the magenta gemstones that was shoved into Twilight's purple collar. Her fingers were zapped by a strange, purple electricity. Her owner immediately flung her hand backwards as soon as those sparks appeared.
"Twilight, tell your collar to stop spazzing."
Her owner demanded, obviously knowing it would do no good. Twilight jumped off of her owner's chest, and onto the softness of the brown couch. Her owner rolled over onto their side, to watch some of the television. All the while, trying to take off the electrically charged gems.
"I'll be right back. I'm going to get those things off. I need whatever those things are worth."
Her owner got up, and walked themselves into the kitchen. Twilight patiently waited for them on the couch. Watching the television flash with fast-paced action filling the entire screen. Twilight was rather intrigued by whatever was showing on the television. Her owner was busy rustling through one of the drawers. The sound of silverware being moved around could be heard.
Her owner returned to the room, setting down a wide variety of sharp, metal objects. Usually used to eat stuff with. Usually. They also had two bright yellow plastic gloves on their hands. Her owner picked up the long, ridged metal object first. That being the knife. Her owner stuck the knife in between the gem and the silver outline that kept it in place. That was basically like sticking the knife into the toaster, while the toaster was still plugged in.
Just like sticking a knife into a toaster while it was still turned on, her owner suffered major electrical surges going through their body. Nearly killing themselves if Twilight hadn't moved her collar to take the knife out from the jewel's touch. Her owner flopped down onto the floor.
Twilight gasped, and jumped onto her fried owner. Twilight slapped her owners face repetitively, until she got a reaction. Twilight didn't know what to do with this situation!
"Twilight! Can you turn on the water?"
Twilight could hear Rainbow's request. There was no way that she was going to leave her owner to help Rainbow with her fluff problem. In fact, Rainbow would be getting over here to help her.
"Rainbow! I need your help! My owner just electrocuted themselves!"
Twilight screeched, as Rainbow, in all of her now atomically fluffy glory, waddled into the living room. It took her a bit before she managed to get to Twilight and her crispy owner. Twilight was rather concerned. Her owner was still tightly gripping onto that knife.
"Rainbow!"
Twilight yelled for the fluff ball, who was now standing right beside Twilight's scorched owner.
"I'm right here."
Rainbow pointed herself out. Twilight picked up the fluff formally known as Rainbow Dash by her collar. Pulling her onto the knife holding human's chest. Twilight had no idea what she was doing. She read it in a book. Twilight pushed Rainbow over, making her land directly on her face.
With the muffled sounds of hisses and angered yelling of what Twilight was doing, Twilight started to rub Rainbow along her owner's stomach at extreme speeds. Something called shocking the heart into working. Unfortunately, Twilight's strategy was not working, and she was only making Rainbow even more annoyed.
After a good fifteen seconds of her plan completely falling on it's face, Twilight allowed Rainbow to break out of Twilight's tool of revival. Rainbow was about to scratch at Twilight, but she managed to contain her rage. Twilight slapped her owner's face again.
"Could you go get your owners? Please?"
Twilight begged. She didn't know what to do with her owner's currently unknown status. She wasn't sure if her owner was already gone, or just going through shock from that shocking shock. More forced electricity puns were not needed at this moment, so Twilight decided to quit with the horrid puns.
".. Alright."
Rainbow agreed, and proceeded to waddle back off to the kitchen. Twilight was already ahead of Rainbow, and was impatiently waiting at the top of the counter. She rushed over to the faucet, and had her paw on the warm water's valve.
It took Rainbow a good two minutes to get up the food bag ramp, as Twilight's encouragement ushered her into the sink. Within a couple seconds, Rainbow's fluff was repressed for the time being, and she was reduced to just a simple, wet cat. With a thank you exchanged, Rainbow was off.
Twilight could have sworn that she saw the gems on Rainbow's collar glowing. Perhaps it was just the water, or something. Twilight heard some noises from the living room. The jangling of metal items. This shot a chill up Twilight's spine. What was that? Her owner was on the ground, she was sure.
Hesitant, Twilight wandered back into the living room, only to watch her owner walk out the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?!"
Twilight mewed to her on-the-move human. She scrambled over to her owner, biting onto the back of their pant leg. She tugged back, as her owner was much too strong for her.
Twilight released her grip on the ankle-height bite. Her owner was gone. They walked down the patio steps, and was heading for the driveway. Twilight's small legs couldn't carry her as fast as her human's longer legs.
Her owner had already gotten them self inside the grey car. The car roared to a start, as Twilight could only watch from the sidelines of the driveway. She didn't want to be ran over.
As fast as that, the car was backing up, and was speeding down the street. Where it was going, Twilight had no idea. Neither did she want to know. It would be horrible if her owner was going to crash their car. Or do something illegal.
"Hey Twilight! Are you going to come to my party today? We're celebrating Spectral Song's birthday! I've known Spectral Song for a really long time, and I bet he would love to meet you! I mean, you both-"
A sudden Pinkie came into Twilight's view. She had just happened to be walking down the street. Twilight really didn't have anything else to do right now. She couldn't exactly get back inside the house. The front door was closed. She would have to go around to the alleyway.
Anyways, it would give her something to do while waiting for her owner to get back.
Twilight approached the pink fluff. Twilight then papped Pinkie with her paw. This made Pinkie stop her face movements, and vocal cord usage.
"I'll come. I just can't be out too late."
Twilight stated. Pinkie nearly burst with happiness. Pinkie bounced down the street, in the way she had been coming from.
"C'mon! The party is starting in like, ten minutes!"
Pinkie called to the slow Twilight, who was now speeding up to follow after her.
"I mean, can you believe it?!"
Pinkie giggled along with Twilight's extremely loud laughter. Twilight wiped the laughing induced tears out of her eyes as she approached the glass door that lead into her home's yard.
"I gotta go. Seeya Pinkie!"
Twilight bid farewell as she passed through the glass cat-door. Pinkie said a simple goodbye, as she walked off down the alleyway. Twilight took a quick glance upwards.
It was about sunset. How she had wasted so much time, Twilight had no idea. Her owner was going to be so mad.
Twilight made her way up the stairs especially designed for her, and entered the empty kitchen once more. Twilight noticed something peculiar about the kitchen, this time around. There was another bowl pair right beside hers.
There was also another bag of food leaned up against the counter. It was different compared to her food bag, that had a large silver cat on it. Twilight made her way to the floor of the kitchen to further examine the changes.
Twilight stared at the new food bag. Instead of it having a cat on it, it had a different creature. Twilight had never seen this sort of creature before. It had a big nose, a long tongue, and a tail that seemed to wag by the way the drawing was drawn.
Twilight then moved herself over to the new pair of bowls. Unlike hers, they were metal. Larger, and had a different plastic mat under them. The plastic mat had the same creature from the food bag.
Twilight was rather worried at this point. Her ears flicked in suspicion of an unknown beast within her place of living.
Cautious, Twilight crept into the living room. Just to see her owner laying on the couch. Her owner no longer had their yellow gloves, or metal knife. Those were just gone. Though, her owner's still charred status did not concern Twilight at the moment. It was what was sitting at the foot of the couch. A thing.
The thing was purple. It was not a cat, Twilight could tell. Her owner was watching some sort of cartoon, the same one as before. The thing was watching it with them. It stuck out it's tongue, and wagged its tail back and forth.
Twilight couldn't help but feel unsafe with that thing within her view. Her fur puffed up, instinctively. This gave off her location to the thing. It got up, and started to approach her. It was about her size, so it wasn't a gigantic nerve paralyzing threat.
"I didn't know I was going to be in a house with a cat!"
The thing exclaimed, happily. Twilight needed to calm down, she really did. This thing didn't seem to have any intention to harm her. Not at the moment, at least.
"What's your name?"
The thing asked. Twilight calculated what to say. First, she examined the thing talking to her. It had a collar, a green one. It also had a collar tag. A green bone, with the words 'Spike' engraved into it.
"My name is Twilight. What are you, Spike?"
Twilight asked. Spike sat down, and looked at his paw. It looked like he was trying to remember.
"The people at the adoption place called me a Labrador puppy. I don't know what Labrador means, but I guess that's what I am. I know I'm a dog, though."
Spike barked, happily. Twilight wasn't too knowledgeable on dogs. She had heard of them before, but she had never really seen them. They were talked about in older cats stories as this huge beast that could do unspeakable things to a cat.
Spike didn't seem like a huge beast.
"Okay.. Well.. Spike. Since we're going to be living together, lets set up some rules. When I'm reading, don't talk to me. When I go out with my friends and I let you come with, don't scare them."
Twilight mewed. Really, that was it. Spike tilted his head. Seems like he didn't understand one of the things.
"Books?"
Spike asked. How could somecat be so.. Never mind.
"I'll tell you about them when I get the chance."
Twilight sighed, as she pushed past Spike, and went over to her owner. Jumping onto the couch, she snuggled up to her human. Spike stayed on the floor.
Twilight had wondered why or how her owner had gotten Spike. Perhaps the electricity (or whatever it was) had changed the way they had thought. Twilight didn't bother to think about it. She was busy getting snuggled, and blocked the thought out of her mind. Twilight couldn't help but feel something.
Twilight felt as if she had forgotten something.
Rainbow shivered. It was so cold, despite it being fall. Her fur, it was cut. Horribly. She looked like a mess. She refused to leave the house, or else Rarity would make a huge rant over it. Calling Rainbow out. Rainbow didn't want that.
So, for now, until her fur grew back, she would wait. Alone. Underneath her owner's couch, watching television, until her fur grew back. She felt a bit naked. Like a Sphinx.
Most cats didn't know, but Rainbow was very conscious about her image, and how she appeared to others. She wanted to be the awesome cat, who ran as fast as a cheetah.
She did not want to be the lame looking cat, with no fur.
So, for now, Rainbow waited.