“What…what do you mean? You’re Discord, you can do a bunch of stuff that don’t make sense. Why would this be any different?”
“Well, you see, I have no idea what my magic will do to a siren. Not even I know what the outcome would be. And that’s saying something.”
“He’s right. If Discord doesn’t know what Discord does then Discord can’t Discord a solution to help.”
Sunset was a little lost with Pinkie’s words. Applejack explained. “What she’s tryin’ ta say is, If Discord don’t know what he can do then how can he help? Ah think.”
“Sounds about right to me.”
“But if you can’t help then…” Spikes eyes watered a bit.
“Why don’t you just go grab the Elements or something and fix her that way? It certainly sounds like a much better plan than standing there with your eyes open. Of course I know I’m quite charming to look at.”
Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, yeah a real mare catcher. But I like that idea. Let’s just go in and bust up their whole plan. It’ll be awesome!”
“We can’t walk in there right away. At least not without a plan of our own. No Rainbow Dash, charging in there is not a plan.” Rainbow frowned at Sunset and crossed her hooves.
“I have an idea. Let’s all go over there, bring her here, throw her a party, and then everything will turn back to normal and Twilight defeats the Dazzlings!”
“Pinkie that’s just as bad an idea as Rainbow Dash’s. We need an actual plan, not just an idea of one. Applejack, Rarity, please tell me you have something.”
“Sorry, ah got nothin’ that’ll solve this. Nothing Granny can do either. Shoot.”
“I apologize as well. I simply can’t think of a way to turn Twilight back into a pony. If Discord doesn’t now then maybe we can ask Princess Celestia for help. She’ll have to know something, right.”
“Well it’s worth a shot. How are we going to get to her though?”
“Got it covered.” Spike pulled up a paper and a quill dabbed in ink. “So, what do you want me to write?”
“But how is that supposed to-“
“Dear Princess Celestia, we need your help. Twi ain’t come back yet and she’s one of them now. You know, a siren. She’s doing somethin’ over there an ah don’t know what, but she ain’t herself from what Sunset’s tellin’ us. If ya know any way to help turn Twi back to normal we’d greatly appreciate it. Your faithful subjects Applejack and the rest.”
“And…the…rest. Got it.” Spike blew it into smoke and it flew off.
“What? Why did you burn it? What’s the point in writing if she’ll never read it?”
“Sunset, dearie. That’s how Twilight and the rest of us keep in touch with the Princesses.”
“…Oh. Sorry Spike.”
“No problem.”
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Princess Celestia was sipping on her cup of tea, taking care of some official documents that had recently come up. When would it end? She was grateful that a letter from Spike had arrived to distract her from her work. But once she read it she didn’t know what to feel. She reread the letter over and over again, hoping that she misread something. To her dismay; however, her eyes weren’t lying to her. Luna, sensing something wrong, walked into Celestia’s quarters. “Sister, what ails you?”
“It’s…it’s Twilight. She’s been…taken from us, in a sense. Apparently she went through the portal again, to help her other friends. But I’m unsure of what they mean by the sirens. If it’s the same group from a thousand years ago, then it’s all the worse.”
“But if it is a different group of sirens it is ok?”
“I don’t know what to think. The sirens were bad enough then, and now…I can only hope there’s a way we can help Twilight.”
“Agreed, dear sister. We shall not let these monsters harm even the singlest of hairs on her mane, tail, or coat.”
“That’s not what I’m afraid of, Luna. I fear that what Applejack means…about being one of them…how could there be another amulet there? There wasn’t supposed to be magic there.”
“We will figure out a solution, dear sister. Worry not, for we hath not given up hope. Shall I send for a carriage to bring us to Ponyville?”
“Please. I’ll alert the guards that we’ll be heading out, and the others that we will both be there shortly.”
“Then I shall make most haste with my movements.” Luna swiftly trotted out the door. Celestia quickly wrote the Elements a note and sent it, calling the nearest guard inside.
“Yes, your majesty?”
“Luna and I are meeting with the Elements on urgent business, please hold down Canterlot. If you need anything or if my royal duties call just please wait until we return. This is very important.”
The guard gave a quick salute. “Yes, your highness. As you wish.”
“Then I’m off. Hopefully I can get there before anything worse happens.”
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“Look, all I’m saying is if we went in there with the party cannon then they’d think we were throwing them a victory party and then we’d all be friends.”
“No…Pinkie. That’s not how it would work. Who knows what they’d do to you over there. Trust me, you won’t like it.” Celestia’s letter chose then to pop up, Spike belching it at Sunset’s face.
“I’m not sure whether to be happy or disgusted. At least she replied quickly. Let’s see here…coming right away…bringing Luna…hope to clear things up…be there in a little bit, that sounds good. But who’s Luna? She’s the vice principal at Canterlot High, so is she a princess here or…?”
“She’s Princess Celestia’s sister. They rescued her when they found the Elements of Harmony. Man, wish I could’ve been there to see it.”
“Uh, ok then. Then that’s great, now we’ll have twice the help.”
“Though Luna is still getting used to now.”
“Yeah, you should’ve seen her the first time she came down here. It was hilarious.”
“Rainbow Dash, don’t be rude.”
“What?”
“The door opened and the Princesses stepped in, making everyone calm down. “Sunset Shimmer.”
“Princess Celestia?”
“As much as I would like to catch up with you, I do believe that there is something more important at the moment. Applejack, you said something about Twilight.”
“Uh, yeah, ‘bout that. You may want to take a seat Princess, it ain’t pretty.”