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no_vampires_plz) wrote2014-05-20 02:42 pm
no_vampires_plz) wrote2014-05-20 02:42 pm
Magical Mystery Cure, part 4
Twilight has been lying on her bed staring out the window for... well, Spike's not sure how long it's been. Too long, is what it's been. He has to do something to cheer her up.
"Come on, Twilight. You'll figure out a way to fix this." He gently lays a claw on the unicorn's shoulder. "These are your friends."
Twilight is silent for a long moment before she responds.
"You're right, Spike." She slides off of the bed and trots over to the mantelpiece, where an old photograph of Twilight and her six pony friends stands. "They mean more to me than anything. My friends..."
My friends...
Just thinking about them--everything they've done for her, everything they've done for each other--gives her a warm feeling inside. One that spreads through her whole body, radiating out of her like light, like magic...
"Twilight? Are you all right?" asks Spike, but Twilight barely hears him.
Everything they've done for me. Everything they've done for each other.
"I've got it!" Twilight's head snaps up. "I know what to do!"
"You do?"
Twilight grabs a jeweled chest off of a nearby shelf--the same jeweled chest that the Elements of Harmony were stored in back in Canterlot. "I may not be able to remind them of who they are," she says as she gallops down the stairs, "but I can show them what they mean to each other." She tosses five of the Elements into the chest and settles the tiara of the Element of Magic onto her own head. "They'll find the part of themselves that's been lost so they can help the friends they care about so much! Come on, Spike!"
Armed with magical artifacts and a newfound sense of hope, the unicorn and the dragon set out into the rainy afternoon.
"Come on, Twilight. You'll figure out a way to fix this." He gently lays a claw on the unicorn's shoulder. "These are your friends."
Twilight is silent for a long moment before she responds.
"You're right, Spike." She slides off of the bed and trots over to the mantelpiece, where an old photograph of Twilight and her six pony friends stands. "They mean more to me than anything. My friends..."
My friends...
Just thinking about them--everything they've done for her, everything they've done for each other--gives her a warm feeling inside. One that spreads through her whole body, radiating out of her like light, like magic...
"Twilight? Are you all right?" asks Spike, but Twilight barely hears him.
Everything they've done for me. Everything they've done for each other.
"I've got it!" Twilight's head snaps up. "I know what to do!"
"You do?"
Twilight grabs a jeweled chest off of a nearby shelf--the same jeweled chest that the Elements of Harmony were stored in back in Canterlot. "I may not be able to remind them of who they are," she says as she gallops down the stairs, "but I can show them what they mean to each other." She tosses five of the Elements into the chest and settles the tiara of the Element of Magic onto her own head. "They'll find the part of themselves that's been lost so they can help the friends they care about so much! Come on, Spike!"
Armed with magical artifacts and a newfound sense of hope, the unicorn and the dragon set out into the rainy afternoon.