Twilight Sparkle has always longed to become a researcher. After so many essays she's submitted to the Princess and endless letters every Equestrian week, she has always fantasized of being an individual, someone beyond intelligent with power like Celestia's. When she falls asleep writing a late night letter to the Princess, she wakes up in the future, strapped to a cot in a room with tubes stuck up her hooves and several doctors leaning over her. She wakes up in the bittersweet future - everyone admires her and she owns something they can't, but she'd rather be in the sunshine filled meadow of the past.

(This is dedicated to my friend, David. We were in a Skype call one day and I was trying to think of a plot for a Fimfiction story, as I have deleted all of the ones on my profile. He gave me this off the top of his head and I wouldn't be writing this without him, so thank you very much, Mr. Binder!)