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// Epilogue 
// Story: One Day I Found a Multiverse in My Pajamas 
// by FanOfMostEverything 
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After a much needed shower, Ditzy decided to spend the rest of the day decompressing. She needed to practice flying in only three dimensions, but that could wait. Right now, she needed some her time. She sent apologetic texts to Raspberry Fluff and Blue Oyster telling them to have fun without her, grabbed a Turtleworld book, and settled herself on her bed.

About an hour later, midway through the Night Watch's investigation of the Gonne, Ditzy vaguely acknowledged the doorbell ringing.

"Ditzy!" called her mother. "It's for you!"

Ditzy frowned and let the book drop. "Seriously?" She sighed and got up, grumbling to herself.

The grousing died as she took in the figure at the front door. The sunglasses, suit, and serious demeanor all presented the very image of a secret agent. The overall effect would've been very impressive had the figure not been a girl of Ditzy's age wearing a suit that was roughly the same shade of mint as her skin.

"Lyra?"

The other girl smiled. "Not exactly." She might have meant the pointed ears and amber gem embedded in her forehead, but Ditzy doubted it was that simple.

Ditzy sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Look, I've already had a long day. Not in the mood for cryptic crap right now."

"What I mean is that I'm not your Lyra."

Ditzy smirked. "Pretty sure she's Bonbon's."

The Lyra chuckled. "Most of us are. May I come in?"

"I've had a really hectic morning—"

"I know. And you didn't even get the full Ponyville experience." Lyra smiled as Ditzy's jaw dropped. "I'll make this quick, but you probably won't want your mother in the room while we discuss it."

"O... kay. My room, then, I guess?" Ditzy led Lyra upstairs, still half-dazed.

Once they were there, Ditzy plopped onto her bed. "Okay, what's the deal?"

"I represent the Equestrian Time-Space Administration Bureau. We got in contact with Sunset Shimmer shortly after she changed this world to a state where we could help."

"Help... administrate time-space?"

Lyra nodded. "Exactly. In several worldlines, we're the ones who make sure time flows, space expands, and a lot of other cosmic utilities most people take for granted stay functional."

A chill ran down Ditzy's spine. "Am I in trouble? Flying between worlds without a permit?"

"Anything but," Lyra said with a laugh. "Several of your analogues have an excellent record of service with the Bureau, usually in consulting roles. I'd extend a similar offer, but given your age, think of this as more of an internship."

"My age? You're, what, a few months older than me?"

Lyra quirked an eyebrow. "Try ten years. Your world logarithmically shifts the physical age of non-natives towards sixteen for some reason. Anyway, Sunset Shimmer was happy to outsource some of the repair work for this universe, but to the best of our knowledge, the current local setup is unprecedented. We could really use someone who can literally go outside and see if we're making things better or worse. I do plan on getting in contact with a few others like my local analogue, but even in the best case, training up someone else will take months." She grinned. "So, want to help us patch up the universe?"

Ditzy fell back onto her pillow and stared at the ceiling. "Can it wait until tomorrow?"

Lyra chuckled. "Absolutely."

"Then I'll be happy to help." Ditzy managed to drag herself back up and stuck out her hand.

Lyra shook it. "Welcome to the ETSAB, Ditzy. I think you're going to enjoy it."