What are Dreams?
Another year has come and gone and now we are faced with another Nightmare Night. This time, though, it will be different. We are not going into Pinkie Pie's dreams but somepony else's this year. I figured that that mare can keep her dreams to herself as I still haven't gotten over the dreams. Sister, I will be writing this report, along with four others. After I hand in this report, I will give the rest to you when the final one is finished. Now. The report. I am writing this because I feel obligated to say something about dreams and Nightmare Night in general seems to be the best time for this sort of thing.
Twilight Sparkle is an …. interesting …. dreamer. I'll tell you more after I write down this dream.
AUGUST 29TH
Twilight Sparkle was all alone on her trip to see Zecora. Recently, she's been talking with Zecora about a potion to try to get rid of Spike's pimples. Over the past year, he's gone through a couple of major growth spurts and now he can barely fit through the doorway. Along the path that Twilight knew so well, she walked past the field of Poison Joke that her friends (and herself) stopped in to confront Zecora, as they didn't know her that well back then.
Herself as well as her friends got pranked on by flowers! Twilight got a wobbly horn, Pinkie had her tongue bloated, Rarity got her fur turned into a heavy curtain of ribbons that she could barely see out of, Applejack got turned into a pygmy mare, Rainbow Dash had to fly upside down for some strange reason and Fluttershy got a rather deep, bassy voice as opposed to her normal sweet one.
Shaking her head to get that rather humorous memory out of her head, Twilight continued walking along the path but as she did, she couldn't help but feel as if something was off. Were her saddlebags missing? She turned her head around to check her back and was relieved to see the saddlebags as well as their contents safe and secure.
But she couldn't shake the feeling off. Beginning to get only slightly nervous, Twilight charged up her horn for a radar spell. Feeling little bleeps going off in her head, she slowly turned on the spot. She could identify the lifeforms rather easily. There were a few Manticores, Cockatrices and even a Chimera even though they rarely ventured out this far. But one life form irked her to no end. She stopped her slow spinning so that she could face it head on.
When it came out of the brush and on to the path, a faint wheezing could be heard as well as some indecipherable mutterings. What Twilight saw chilled her to the core. It was something she could never forget but something that she couldn't remember either until it ventured into her dreams.
The thing, no, pony, standing in front of Twilight was none other than Twilight Sparkle herself. Except that this Twilight had patches of fur missing, a stringy tail and barely any mane left on top of her head. The once rich lavender coat had dulled with age and the shine in her eyes had dimmed to an almost black luster.
Twilight gulped and forced herself to move closer but as she did, the pony before her barked a harsh word. “Worry ...” Future Twilight had said. Twilight Sparkle jumped back a bit at the word and laid her ears flat on her head.
“Wh-Why would you say that? It's okay to worry … just don't worry all that much, heh heh.” Twilight told herself nervously. Future Twilight barked that word again but this time a harsh laugh accompanied it. “No, no. I am not going to worry about what may or may not happen. I am not going to do that again.” Twilight said firmly, her nervousness gone. The last time she worried herself to death was when a future version of Twilight left rather abruptly before completing what could have been a dire sentence and this left Twilight worrying for the next seven days.
“Worry … worry … worry …” Future Twilight kept repeating the word over and over, creating a cacophony of noise in Twilight's mind. Sitting down on the ground, she laid her ears flat and covered them but it was no use as the word circulated her mind like a whirlpool. It eventually became too much and she screamed her head off but for some strange reason, she couldn't hear her own voice over Future Twilight's harsh laughter and repeating of the word 'worry'.
Twilight Sparkle faces herself. A much older, paler, more worrying version than herself at any rate. Now. As I was saying before, this dreamer, your protégé Twilight Sparkle, is an interesting one. This next dream takes place one month later and one month before Nightmare Night. Nightmare Night always seem to bring out the best of nightmares and the worst of dreams.
SEPTEMBER 30TH
Twilight ruffled her wings in preparation for flight training. Training with Rainbow Dash always seemed to take more time than she allowed in her schedule purely because she kept crashing
but lately, she has been getting better at it.
“Okay. You want to pivot your wings like this.” Rainbow Dash instructed Twilight. She demonstrated what she meant by maneuvering her wings the way she wanted Twilight to.
“I don’t know about this Rainbow. Isn’t this kind of advanced for me?” Twilight asked in concern for her own well-being. Nevertheless, she moved her wings into the position Rainbow had showed her.
“Good. Now take off and fly around the cloud.” Rainbow instructed. Flying up into the air, she flew around one of the many clouds until she was a multi-coloured blur. Slowing down, she alighted next to Twilight and admired her hoofwork. “I don’t think you can do that but give it a shot anyway.” Rainbow said with confidence. The cloud she had flown around ended up looking like the top of a swirled vanilla ice cream cone. Gulping, Twilight took a few tentative steps forward and slowly flew up. Gaining confidence as she kept flying, she looked around for a cloud that was nice and easy to fly around. Spotting one not far from where Rainbow was, Twilight went for it and flew around it in dizzying circles.
Rainbow was grinning with delight as she watched her friend perform the ‘swirled cone’ trick. Until she saw the purple streak crash into the ground. Quickly flying over, Rainbow shook Twilight to try and get her to wake up. “Twilight? Twilight come on. Wake up.” Rainbow whispered under her breath.
Groaning, Twilight turned herself over to reveal a dirt streaked face and an extremely messy mane. But other than that, she appeared to be fine. “Wha- What happened?” Twilight asked as she rubbed her head near her horn. Rainbow, instead of looking relieved, looked confused.
“You don’t remember what you did five minutes ago? You were flying around a cloud in circles and then suddenly you just fell at an extremely high speed.” Rainbow explained.
of “I-I did? But- ah!” Twilight stopped speaking as she felt a stabbing pain near her horn and in her wings. “My wings and horn hurt. I need to go the hospital Rainbow.” Twilight said in a calm manner despite the pain coursing through her body. Performing a self-diagnosis helped to take Twilight’s mind off of the pain but it didn’t help as much as she had hoped.
Waking up from her slumber, Twilight rubbed the area where her horn is out of habit. Next she tried to sit up in bed to stretch her wings. This was blocked due to the amount of tubes going into her body. Most likely to give her fluids. Looking at the sterile hospital room, Twilight was confused for a second as to why she wasn’t in her own bed but it went away as she remembered what had happened.
Turning her head towards the chart at the foot of the bed, Twilight tried to light up her horn so that she could levitate the clipboard but there wasn’t even as much as a twinge, let alone the clipboard actually moving. Reaching her hoof up to try and touch her horn to see what was wrong, she felt her hoof be brought down by a creamy-white one.
“I wouldn’t advise that Princess Sparkle.” A nurse advised her. She looked like she had a creamy-white coat along with a soft pink mane. On her flank the cutie mark of a red cross with hooves adorned her flank. “Princess, I am-”
“I know who you are Nurse Redheart. I’ve been treated by you before.” Twilight said, interrupting Nurse Redheart.
“Oh yes.” Nurse Redheart replied and picked up the clipboard from the foot of the bed. “Before I tell you the results of the operation,” She held up a hoof to stop Twilight from asking any questions. “I should tell you that this kind of major operation has simply not been attempted before. We even had to have the Princess to help perform this.” Nurse Redheart was extremely professional and simply handed Twilight the clipboard. She quickly ran out of the room and shut the door before Twilight had her inevitable outburst.
Looking at the clipboard after Nurse Redheart ran out of the room, her eyes widened in shock as she looked at the results. Feeling her horn for herself, she realised that the charts and Nurse Redheart weren’t lying. Her eyes brimmed up with tears and after feeling her stump of a horn for a bit, she began to wail loudly.
Her horn breaks. A classic Unicorn (or in this case Alicorn) nightmare. I don’t know what it is about Unicorns having nightmares over their horn breaking. I never got them. But maybe I was too young to remember having any nightmares about that.
I would write about the one on Nightmare Night but unfortunately, I was busy enjoying some other nightmares to write about dear sister. Perhaps next time?