After a long days work, a frizzed indigo and pink-striped maned alicorn walked in to her new home. The dark color under her eyes tells that it was not only a long day's work, but a hard and stressful one. As it turns out, the mare had not been sleeping well either.
As she made her way though her home, a certain purple and green-scaled baby dragon appeared. Spike the dragon, the mare's Number One assistant was cleaning, and did not notice how tired the mare was.
"Welcome home Twilight. Did you have a good day?" Spike turned around, only to be meet with a stare from Twilight, with enough power that could have rivaled the super-charge Lord Tirek's power. Spike gulped, then turned around, averting the stare from the powerful exhausted mare, and went back to cleaning.
Twilight, not to go to bed hungry, went to the kitchen. She popped a bag of Colt Scout's Trail's End popcorn into the magicwave (microwave). While that was starting to heat up, she got a banana, cut it up, put it in some yogurt and tossed in some oats. She had just taken a spoonful when the magicwave dinged. With spoon still in mouth, she set the yogurt cup down, pulled out the bag and emptied in into a bowl. Almost on cue, the refrigerator door opened and a tub of grounded Parmesan cheese came out. Setting the tub down, she levitated the spoon back over to the yogurt, took a spoonful, and levitated it back to her. Al the while, she opened the tub and sprinkled the cheese onto the popcorn.
After she finished her yogurt, she went over to the popcorn and started on that. Taking a few hooffuls, she went over to the frig, and took out the milk. She poured the milk into a cup and set the cup into the magicwave, making sure the time she set did not cook the milk. Returning to her popcorn, she took hooffuls, trying to make sure she didnt get any husks in her teeth.
She finished the popcorn and drank the warm milk. Feeling more 'dead' than before. Eyes, half-lided, she made her way over to the stairs, and climbed them. She shuffled her hoofs over to her room, made her way over to her bed, and laid down.
Then her eyes popped open wide.
Twilight laid in her bed, trying to fall a sleep. She tossed and turned, using every position to get comfortable, but to no avail. It did not help either that her nice soft bed in her treehouse/library was incinerated, and that she was now lying on a crystal 'mattress' in her new home.
Oohhh, why did my home have to be blown up. All those books, and my stuff, Twilight thought.
Her home, or in fact castle, was an eyesore. The crystalline, tree-like castle towered over the home-y, natural built homes of Ponyville. Many townsponies, though happy to be freed, hated the new building. There were even a few cases of ponies becoming blinded by the reflections and being injured. But there was nothing that could be done about it.
And why does the 'bed' have to be so hard, as she rolled over once more.
This castle came out of the mystery box after defeating the tyrant Tirek. It was where her and her friends were supposed to, do whatever that solved friendship problems. But right now, it was causing Twilight sleeping problems.
Why did this have to be my home? Why did Tirek destroy my old one.
During the fight with Tirek, she had teleported home to get away from him. But he found her and sent a giant blast to her. She barely had enough time to teleport, grab Owlicious, and teleport out before it blew up.
She tossed and turn, and tossed some more. She pondered how she could get to sleep while on this, hard, unforgiving rock:
Tea: I really don't like tea, especially not what happened in Princess Celestia's chambers many years ago. She shuttered at the memory.
How does Cadance sleep on these things?
Ok, Magic: I bet there is a spell fall sleep. I'll check the librar...the thought trailed off as she remembered that her library was gone.
I bet Luna would know. But staying asleep was the key, and sustaining that kind of spell though the night would make her more exhausted in the morning.
Ok then, let me see if I can count ewes: one, two three...
As she counted up ewes, time felt like it began to so. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and hours felt like an eternity.
eighteen thousand three hundred sixty seven...
The alarm clock rings.
"Good morning Twilight," a perky Spike said, poking his head into the room, "How did you sleep? I slept like a rock."
Twilight, more tired than three all-nights with no sleep whatsoever, threw a pillow at the door. Spike ducking back behind the door as the flying projectile hit.
"Ok then, I'll be out there if you need me," he said leaving faster than a Sonic Rainboom.
Now an extremely tired Twilight turn back, fell back onto her bed, and closed her eyes.