The Mane Cast-OffsPart 1: Twilight Sparkle
The cup slowly rose into the musky air, surrounded by an aura of shimmering magical energies, fizzing bright purple like a carefully controlled firework. Twilight Sparkle kept her gaze fixed on the object, carefully lifting it higher and higher, the glow from her horn gently caressing the magical eddies that surrounded it.
"Carefully, carefully..." she whispered, quickly flicking through to the next page in her spell book and reading the incantations by the light of a nearby candle. "This time I've got it "
The cup exploded in a shower of porcelain and sparks. Twilight ducked, giving a scream of shock and frustration as several shards flew towards her, embedding themselves in the wall. The door flew open and a very grumpy small dragon marched in.
"Twilight!" Spike hissed, clutching a blanket to himself defensively. "It's gone midnight, can't you give it a rest, I'm trying to sleep." He blinked his weary eyes. "I'm sure all this studying can't be g
The Secret of Celestia"Sit down Twilight, I've got something to tell you." Twilight turned in shock as Spike sauntered into the library and sat himself down in front of her. "Look, there's no easy way to say this, but I'm really Princess Celestia!"
Twilight gasped. "What! I mean I guess that makes total sense and was obvious in retrospect, but what?"
Spike nodded. "I had to keep an eye on you, my daughter who I fashioned from clay. That is why you never saw us in the same place, apart from all the times you did. When you give me a friendship report, I actually read it and then burnt it up."
Spike leaned back in his chair, a magical white horn appearing on his head as he revealed his true powers. "You see Twilight, I had to keep you close since you will replace me as the next magical princess, and the only logical way of doing that was to disguise myself as a small purple dragon."
"But what about when I hatched you from an egg and Celestia was right there?" Twilight gasped.
Spike looked smug. "See, th
3 Weeks Party - Part 1Celestia's Sun was slowly rising over Ponyville, almost every pony was seemingly still asleep, that was except for the lone light shining out from a bedroom window of Sugar Cube Corner. Inside sat a pink pony, playing with plush versions of her friends.
"No one can defeat my power I know all your weaknesses with my super brain!" Mimicked Pinkie Pie moving a miniature Twilight Sparkle. "You may know everything from books, Nightmare Sparkle! But you didn't know that's a fake book!" She said while trotting Rarity around in a circle. "What, my super brain cannot handle this no book cannot be correct!" Replied the Twilight plush. "The being weak to a Sonic Rainkick was actually YOUR weakness you told us all!" Replied a worn looking Rainbow Dash as Pinkie threw the Rainbow plush at Twilight knocking her into the wall as Pinkie yelled "Nooooo not again, Super Dash!" "Weeeee you did it Dashie!" Yelled Pinkie holding a smaller version of herself bouncing with it up and down. "I knew you w
The Art of FriendshipIt was dawn in the magical land of Artquestria, and the mysterious power of Princess Sunflowers caused the lights to flicker on, shining their fluorescent glow across the small gallery.
Twilight Sparkly-Night woke with a yawn as night was replaced by day in an instant. It was another beautiful day, with a gentle breeze blowing from the air conditioners. She could scarcely believe it had only been three months since she had moved to this peaceful side-gallery from the hustle and bustle of The Camelot Room where she had grown up. Ever since she was a little pencil sketch she had felt out of place, awkward in that massive space in which hung paintings of all shapes and sizes. She had been alone and lost in the crowd.
Throughout her life she had been told there was something magical about her, but she never believed it. She was just a simple impressionist painting, showing the scene of a starry night in a swirl of purples, pinks and whites. She had never thought she was anything special: s