//------------------------------// // Chapter 5 // Story: Twilight Sparkle moves to Ponyville.(Comment-Driven) // by FaelaArts //------------------------------// Twilight opens the door, returning to the party. Dash walked over, and smiled at Twilight. Frowning, she looks around for Gilda. “There’s no point looking for Gilda, she’s dead.” Twilight spoke with a matter-of-fact tone, catching every pony in the room off guard. Looking between them, she glanced away guiltily. “I don’t know what came over me. It suddenly felt like I HAD to kill her.” Twilight bit her lip, and watched as the other five shared a glance for a moment. Sighing, Rainbow Dash rubbed her forehead. “Look, what you did was terrible. But it wasn’t your fault. Now before you get asking us why, we can’t tell you. At least, not yet.” Rainbow Dash glanced behind Twilight, as if she was looking for something. Looking at Pinkie Pie, Dash followed her point, before finally looking directly at something. “But-” Getting cut off, Twilight glared at Dash she she was shooshed. After a moment, she rolled her eyes, and dropped the issue. Quietly, they discussed what she had done with the body, before Dash looked away, and closed her eyes. “I think it’s time for us to call it a night.” Any objections were quickly cut off when Dash looked to Pinkie Pie. Quietly, and swiftly, the party wrapped up, and Twilight headed home. Dejected, she felt cold and alone as she ascended toward her bed. Slipping into it, she cried herself to sleep. What had she done? “In a big tasty stew, soooo... Watch out” Gasping for breath on top of the table, Pinkie Pie glared at Twilight. Narrowing her eyes, she looked out the window, and tried to leave. Typically, they held her down, and soon enough Zecora was gone. “Seriously, you guys are so superstitious.” Twilight glared at them, muttering her annoyances as Applejack began to look around. “Apple Bloom’s gone!” And so, they set off into the forest to find Applejack’s sister. Twilight growled in irritation as they entered some glowing blue flowers. Really, why was Applejack’s sister allowed to run off, but no her? Who was the adult? "Beware! Beware, you pony folk! Those leaves of blue are not a joke!" There was Apple Bloom, and standing just outside of the blue flowers was Zecora. Twilight smiled welcomingly, wondering if she’d ever get a chance to have a proper look under that cloak. It seemed unlikely, as Applejack dragged everypony out of the forest. Twilight decided to head home and do some research on Zebras. There was not a lot of information, but apparently they were a very tribal race. A few pictures of masks that looked frightful to Twilight were apparently in welcome. Closing the book, she stifled a yawn, and headed to bed. “Urgh,” she groaned, feeling like a train had run her over. Rubbing a claw over her face, she blinked, opening her eyes to stare at it. To her shock, she was now a Draconequus. “WAAAARGH!” Her cry sent her house spinning, and as she tried to use her magic to fix it, it slammed, upside down, back into the ground. Trying to repair it in a panic, she made it into a burger. “Twilight, something’s wrong with-” “I think I have the bigger problem right now Rainbow Dash!” Slowly crawling out of the burger, Twilight held Spike by her tail, looking toward her assembled friends. Surprisingly, Spike was holding a book. Taking it, Twilight skimmed it, surprised to find the exact picture of the plant in question. “Where’s Apple Bloom?” Applejack glanced around in fright, and the five began to form assumptions that it was Zecora. Twilight sighed, and turned the book around so they could see. “Zecora didn’t do this, we did from walking into the plant. You should really learn not to judge a book by it’s cover.” Twilight picked up the tiny Applejack, and led her friends into the forest. Avoiding the patch of flowers this time, they politely knocked on Zecora’s door. “Hey Zecora, is Apple Bloom here?” Twilight smiled warmly, please to finally get a proper look at the zebra. Quickly counting the stripes in her head, she was surprised to find out Zecora was a white horse with black stripes. Curiosity sated, they all entered as Zecora welcomed them inside. “Welcome new friends, she was here, for your end. She gathers ingredients for my brew, which will heal what ails you.” Zecora motioned to the big pot, just as Apple Bloom entered the house. Glancing to Applejack, her narrowed eyes betrayed her expectation. “Apple Bloom, you are in so much trouble for running off when we get home. But you were right about Zecora, so ah suppose you three deserve an ‘onest apology.” Applejack pulled off her hat, bowing slightly. Twilight nodded, happy to see everything had been solved quickly and efficiently. She even triple checked the count of Zecora’s stripes. “I hope everyone is happy, and has learned a lesson today. I shall heal you all, except what Twilight has swayed.” Zecora points toward Twilight, offering a sad expression. “Never has one been affected like you. My brew is too weak to heal a dose of two.” Zecora bowed her head, and Twilight gulped. “You mean I’m stuck like this?” Gulping, Twilight tried to avoid the nod that Zecora gave her, before bowing her head. Just great, now she was a Draconequus. How could things get any worse?