//------------------------------// // Saturday // Story: Equestria Girl. Wait, What's Equestria? // by Bysen //------------------------------// Twilight awoke the next morning to the sound of splashing water. Rubbering her eyes she opened one while the other was stuck shut. A few moments of picking the sand from her eyelashes, and losing about ten lashes in the process, it finally opened. Spike was, as always, on the bed beside her sitting half up and looking over the edge of the mattress. Following his lead, Twilight too sat up while leaning back on her arms and looked down at the little owl splashing about in Spike’s doggy bowl. She’d gingerly wrapped up the guy in her shirt last night, set up Spike’s bowl filled with water and left the window open for it to leave when it woks up. As Twilight shuffled in her bed the owl stopped its slashing and locked its big… ‘owly’ eyes on her. “Uh… hey.” she said, waving at it and smiling. Both of which she realised may come off as threats as it jumped out of the bowl, spilling even more water onto her carpet and standing on the rim of it. She got out of her bed and took one step towards it before ‘Don’t try to approach it if he’s still there in the morning.’ Fluttershy’s voice came into her head. ‘They may look cute but owls are a bird of prey and are very dangerous. Don’t try and feed him and don’t try to pick him up. Try to scare him outside and if it looks like his wing is still injure, throw a sheet or a blanket over him and call me immediately.’ Spike growled as he and the bird locked eyes with one another. “Easy Spike.” Twilight said as she put an arm around him. “I know it’s your bowl but he needed it.” her room was rather simple, and I hope I haven’t described it before, just her double bed against the wall with Spike’s doggy bed he never actually used at the foot of it, some stuff underneath the bed which was mostly where Spike hid his toys, the computer table next to the window and her cupboard opposite that likely had a list in it of other stuff that was in it. Leaving Spike, trusting him to stay on the bed, Twilight walked around a radius from the bird until she was directly in a line with it and the window. She made a weird sound with more her nose than her mouth, jumped and raise her arms high. The owl jumped, turned and spread its wings. She really hoped it would be able to fly and as it took off she smiled for a brief moment before it just flew up onto her computer table instead of going out the window. From there it quickly ducked in between the tower and the monitor and became only visible by its feet dancing around on the cables back there. After a few seconds, it slowly poked out its head and looked directly at Twilight with its big round black eyes. Twilight just grumbled “Are you serious?” “Woo.” “You.” Twilight replied without thinking. “Oh right…” before she just turned to Spike. “Don’t worry. He’ll leave when he gets hungry.” she then turned and headed towards the door “Come on Spike, let’s go get some breakfast.” and Spike jumped off the bed, following her out the door. “Morning Sweatheart.” OC said as he looked over his newspaper to her from the couch in the living room. “Is Mr. Hoots still up in your room or has he left already?” “For the last time dad, we’re not calling him Mr. Hoots. And he’s still up there.” Twilight said as she walking into the kitchen. “I left the window open so he’ll leave eventually.” she added as he took a bowl and opened the fridge. “Also, do we have any mozzy coils? My room is filled with mosquitos now…” which was emphasised by her scratching her right shoulder before placing the bowl and milk on the table and beginning through one of the cupboards. One bowl of cereal, a can of dog food and shower later. Not necessarily for who you’d think they’re for... A towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair, she left the bathroom and returned to her own. Spike was once more resting on the base of her bed when she entered, only a single cornflake still stuck to his face, and Mr. Hoots… damn it… the owl was nowhere to be seen. Opening the closet, dropped her towel and pulled out a blue shirt and purple skirt that looked exactly like every other set of clothes she owned. Also a lacy black bra and underwear but no one could see those. Once the underage girl was dressed, though still barefoot with a towel around her head, she walked over to the computer and booted it up. Glancing around her room, and checking behind the monitor where it had hidden earlier, Twilight searched for the owl. She could’ve been more thorough but it wasn’t exactly a small thing and could hide in plain site. She checked under her bed, reopened and looked inside her closet to be safe and finally came to the conclusion the owl was gone. She closed the window and by that time the computer had booted and she began her weekend ritual. It was about 9 when she’d finished looking at blueit and she began on her Read It Later list. It was well over one thousand stories long and even if most of them were rather short and not full length novels, there was no way she’d ever finish it. Especially since she added about ten or more stories to it every week. The plus side was that in recent years she was able to move away from physical books to digital text and not needing to buy another heavy duty bookshelf so it wouldn’t break under the weight of all her books… again. The first one was short, only about eighty thousand words. Twilight estimated she’d be finished by about midday. That of course was if she read fast. Realistically though, it would probably take her the whole day if she really wanted to sit back and enjoy it. By the time she was only twenty pages in, which was oddly enough chapter 10 of these type of stories, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. She disregarded it though. She was used to seeing Spike do this or that just at the corner of her vision. It wasn’t until he started growling another 3 chapters later that she took notice. Turning in her seat she looked over to Spike, sitting just not quite beside her growling up at her computer tower. “What are you looking at boy?” still in her seat, she leant over to see what he was looking at. “Woo?” “Not who, what? Oh…” Surely it wasn’-it was. Peeking it’s head out from behind the tower was the owl, staring at Spike but quickly shifting its attention to Twilight as she came into view of it. It’s big black eyes shot back and forth between the two of them. “How did… I checked behind there I swear!” which caused it to retreat back behind the computer. She stood up and went to open the window once more. When she did, Twilight turned towards the owl once again only to see it dip behind the other side of the computer. She sighed heavily and returned to her computer, and looked around it. The owl wasn’t there. And while possible, she didn’t think it very likely that it was just jumping from one side to the other as she looked around both sides. The table was right up against the wall and she hadn’t seen it move away from the computer. Simply put, she couldn’t figure out where it had gotten to. If it wasn’t around the computer it could only be… in it? “How does that even make sense?” She asked herself out loud. But she pulled the tower forwards irregardless and as she did she heard a fwappign sound before the owl came flying out towards her bed, landing on the headboard. She stared at it confused for a few moments as Spike growled once more. “Well… at least I know it can fly now. But… how did it…?” once again, asking out loud. Turning it around, or at least angling it slightly so it wasn’t facing the wall… “Why isn’t there a back on this thing?!” Her computer looked fully enclosed from all visible sides. The back was not visible. The top of the back had multiple cables plugged into it, a hard drive and a graphics card. The bottom however didn’t and instead had nothing. Just three empty slots for additional cards or drives. Not to mention a nice cozy spot for the owl to roost. It would be a nest but that implies eggs. Worst of all was the discovery of it inside there, it could’ve gotten zapped when she turned it on. “Oh dear god… I could've… I could’ve…… fried my computer!” Twilight realised as she tried to think back to when she’d last backed up her system. It was at least a year, maybe two years ago now. “That’s it, I’m getting you out of here!” and with that she unwrapped the towel from her head and layered it over her hands. “Here owly owly owly… get in my towelie towelie towelie. You want to get high? Go outside and fly then.” She made slow but highly animated, almost Scooby Doo cartoonish steps towards her bed. Naturally it flew past her. Landing back by her tower and vanishing inside it. “Really should've seen that coming.” walking back over to her computer she was about to… “Actually, I don’t know what I’m going to do…” she said out loud once more. Leaning down to look through the vents at the bird inside, she jumped as right beside her head a noise started blasting from her phone. “Argh!!” she yelled, as both she and Spike, and probably the owl too, jumped. “Why did I set that ring tone… especially while chasing a bird.” Twilight groaned at herself before answering “Hello.” “Hey Twilight.” Sil said. Well, most likely Sil. She sounded different over the phone. “Are you still meeting us at the mall today?” She asked. With everything that had happened in the last twelve hours, not to mention last twelve minutes, Twilight had completely forgotten. “Oh.. pfft… yeah, of course. How could I forget?” “Well, it’s just that you’re half an hour late.” Sil replied flattly. “If you don’t want to come you don’t have to…” Die said quietly over the phone though probably almost shouted in person. “No, no… I’ll be there soon. Infact, I was just getting in my car when you called. Some crazy stuff happened last night and I just got a bit… delayed. I’ll tell you all about it when I get there. Just uh… just tell Die I’m sorry for holding her up, okay?” “Don’t sweat it. Trixie still isn’t here either. And I’m pretty sure Die prefers it that way anyway.” “I’m sure. Well, I’ll see you soon.” “Okay. Bye Twilight. “Good bye Sil.” and the two hung up. “Alright, little guy… looks like you’ve gotten a reprieve for now. Still… maybe if I leave the computer on and point the back towards the window you’ll get hot in there. Spike, if he comes out I want you to stay quiet and not scare him back inside. I know you don’t like him but if you want him gone then you’ll… not understand a word of what I just said… I’ll be back in a few hours.” she told no one.