• Published 26th Mar 2015
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Interviewing Mr. Disc - CrackedInkWell

The art teacher, Mr. Disc is called in to be interviewed by a CIA agent over the disappearance of a missing student at Canterlot High.

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3: Stethoscope on the Window

“And what did you find out?” Faust asked.

“Well, before I go any further, are you sure you don’t want a drink?” I asked before taking a sip from my glass. “I can whatever drink you want to appear.”

She shook her head, “Sorry, I can’t accept drinks or anything from those I’m interrogating except for information. CIA rules you see.”

I frowned, “Party-pooper.” I down the rest of the class before refilling it. “Anyways, before I found out from Cel that Twilight the transfer is indeed legit, I got a note from Pinkie. She said that the girls want to meet me at Sugar Cube Corner to tell me what they found out.”


It didn't take long to figure out where the girls sat when I went to the place since they usually sit in the same place. So I made my way over and took a seat, the lady who ran the place takes my order and we started talking.

I asked them: “So, what did any of you girls find out?”

“It’s really weird,” Rainbow started, “I mean, she’s like Twilight yet she isn't at the same time.”

“Yeah,” Pinkie nodded, “Like when I found out that Twilight is in my music class, I was all like: ‘Omigosh! She looks and sounds like Twilight! And she uses large words that even the teachers scratch their heads at, so it must be Twilight! But Flash Sentry was also in the same class, and did you know what happened? I heard her say that she didn’t know him! I mean what?! How could she not know her own boyfriend?! It’s soo not like her!”

“And another thing,” Applejack added, “When I and RD ran into her after fifth period, tryin’ to say hi and all, she looked at us like Granny makin’ a banana cream pie.”

“Yeah,” Rainbow interjected, “We even tried telling her that we’re her friends, but she didn't believe us! So we tried telling her everything we already know about that egghead. She just called us creeps and walked off!”

“The thing is,” Applejack continued, “When we asked her if she has a brother, loves ta read, has a pet named Spike and all that, she said yes it was true, but she doesn't have a lick of who we are.”

“That was pretty the same thing that happened to us,” Sunset said. “We tried to convince her that we’re her friends, but she doesn't have any clue as to who we are.”

“Yet at the same time, like Applejack said,” Rarity stated, “She certainly has the same personality as the Twilight we know, but sees us as strangers. Whoever she is, she’s certainly an enigma.”

“Quite,” I nodded, “Meanwhile, I asked Celestia a favor to take a look to see if this Twilight isn’t an importer.”

“Or maybe…” Fluttershy started but trailed off.

“You have something to say, my dear?” I inquired.

We waited a moment to collect herself before saying: “Um… I think I might have a theory about her.”

“Well go on Fluttershy, share it with us,” Rarity urged her on.

“Okay… Have any of you thought that since we have access to an alternative universe-”


“Stop right there,” Faust interrupted, “What did you say?”

“Weren't you paying attention, Ms. Faust?”

“No, no. I mean what was that bit about an ‘alternative universe’?”

“Now be patient, I’ll tell you soon enough.”

“Are you sure you’re not lying to me right now?” she asked, giving me a stern look.

I shrugged, “What need do I have to lie? One of the lessons I learned from being in a mental hospital is that lying against someone who wants something badly from you is always a bad idea. Besides, you being in a government agency, don’t you think you might have already rigged some truth-telling-machine that can tell you if someone is lying just by listening to their voices? Or perhaps it’s a fact that you've been trying to read my face ever since I've stepped inside this place?”

She didn't say anything.

“So do you want me to go on or not?” I asked her.



As I was saying, Fluttershy said: “Have any of you thought that since we have access to an alternative universe, that there’s a second version of us that lives over there?”

We all said sure but we asked her why.

“I just had this thought,” she said, “what if that the Twilight that we know is in Equestria, but there’s a version of her that we haven’t met until today? I mean, we already know Twilight from that alternative world, but what about the one here?”

As she said this, my eye strayed to look at the windows. It was then that something had caught my eye. On the lower corner of the window that was behind us, I spotted one of those stethoscopes being pressed against the window with a purple hand holding onto it.

“Ladies,” I said, “stop talking for a moment.” They all looked at me, asking me what I meant by that. With my eyes, I singled them over to the window. “You know what; I’ll be in the bathroom, so I’ll be right back.” I got up and made my way outside. I went around the building and peeked around the corner, and do you know who I found over there? You guessed it, Twilight, using a stethoscope to spy on us.

So I did what any other reasonable man would do when he’s being spied on. I made a grandfather clock crash somewhat by her to distract her from noticing my approach. She, of course, jumped when the clock hit the grown, and at me when I said: “You do realize you’re using that incorrectly.”

“AH! What?! How?!”

“Now, now Twilight,” said leaning over her. “Even I know it’s impolite to spy on somebody even when we mistook you for someone else.”

“I don’t think so,” she said, “all of you are spying on me for some reason, and I want to know why!”

I raised an eyebrow, “We, spying on you?”

“That’s what it’s got to be,” she told me. “You guys knowing that I have a love of research; have a dog named Spike, and have an older brother who’s married. I highly doubt that you mistook me for someone else.”

“Well it was a simple mistake on our-”

“No! You guys are spying on me, and I’m going to prove that you are!” Twilight said before running off.