A few years after we know it...
"Hello? Where am I? Who's there?" Twilight asked. A voice scoffed.
"Oh, calm down. You must have transported yourself here by accident. Stupid beginner unicorns. No talent."
The pony stepped into the light. She was orange with a gray and black mane. She also had a cutie mark with a speech bubble and the face of a pony who looked serious. A weird one, Twilight privately thought. She was a unicorn, and walked pridefully up to Twilight Sparkle. Suddenly, she gasped when she saw wings.
"Oh my gosh! A princess! I'm SO sorry! Oh my, are you okay? I-! Oh. It's just you."
Twilight recoiled. "Just me?"
"Well, I thought it was Celestia or something. But, it's just you."
Twilight bit her lip. "Oh. Am I not okay?" She probed.
"Oh no, your FINE! Just fine." She said sarcastically.
"What's you name? Twilight asked.
"Hay Flower. Everyone calls me Honest Hay, but you can't. That's a name for ponies with 'special status.' So, yeah."
Twilight gulped. "You tell the truth. Do you sugarcoat?"
"You wish."
Twilight closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked at Hay Flower.
"Why won't you let me call you Honest Hay? Why were you worried about an alicorn, but not me? What's wrong with me? Alicorn me? Please answer."
Hay Flower sighed. "Your asking for it, violet. But you want to know? I'll tell you."
"So your the princess of friendship? Cheesiest thing I've ever heard! Half this place hasn't heard of you. Your own mentor straight up said, 'you know, I don't think Tirek knows you even exist!' Your castle? Clashes horribly with Ponyville! You're an alicorn, yet you STILL can't get a taxi in Manehattan! Why are you such a jerk to Spike? HE IS LITERALLY YOUR SLAVE! Pinkie Pie is better at making friends then you! You nearly started a war with yaks. You've got it made, yet the next time we see you, your complaining about finding your place! Some of us don't even have a friend, or a home in Equestria! And you have the nerve to feel sorry for yourself? Ugh! And I don't know how you can stand it."
Twilight looked scared. "Stand what?" She asked tentatively.
"The fact that your friends will die without you!"
Twilight looked like the world was crashing around her. She paused.
"I'm the princess of friendship. I'm not immoral." She protested.
"Got any proof of that? (…) Didn't think so. Must be horrible to think about. If I were you, I'd fix it."
Twilight whispered. "How do I fix it?"
May Flower smiled. "I heard a rumor. You became an alicorn because you earned it. So un-earn it! Become the pony you once were, who hated friendship. Your wings will disappear, and your immorality with it."
Twilight stared. "How do I know this will work?"
"You don't. But isn't it worth a shot?" She asked.
"And if you were a unicorn, not a snotty princess, I might let you call me Honest Hay..."
Twilight imagined her friends. Then she imagined their possible... No.
"Thank you."
She teleported away.
"No problem." She laughed