Warforged in Equestria : Chapter Twenty-Nine - Frustration

> The moon has begun its descent by the time you reach ponyville.
> Few ponies are on the streets, most of them flee when they see you running into town.
> One particular cyan pegasus who you recognize does not.
> You call out to her.
"Rainbow Dash, I need your help with something."
> In the blink of an eye shes hovering in front of you.
> "What's up Anon?"
> You quickly present her with the note you found.
"I need you to read this."
> She looks at you with an arched eyebrow.
> "O-kay...?"
> She takes one quick look at the note then looks back at you, her expression deadpan.
> "This some kinda weird joke?"
> You look at the note.
> It looks exactly the same as when you picked it up.
"This is written in Equestrian, is it not?"
> She snatches the note from your hand and looks at it.
> Her brow furrows and she looks frustrated.
> "No dude, that's nothing like Equestrian."

> You think for a moment.
> You drop to your knees and quickly scrawl your name in the dirt.
"Does it look anything like that?"
> She drops to the ground and circles to look at it from different angles.
> "Yeah, some of those are defiantly on there."
> Great, the letter is enchanted.
"Rainbow Dash, which way is the library, Twilight may be able to help."
> She takes off down the road shouting back.
> "Follow me!"
> Not wanting to lose her you take off running behind her.
> In a short while you reach the Library.
> The lights are off, but the door is unlocked and the windows are open, so you can see easily in the darkness.
> You unceremoniously enter the building and call out.
"Twilight!"
> "Dude, maybe you should just wait till morning."
> You ignore her and run up the stairs.

> The door to Twilights room isn't locked either and you barge in.
> As you do you see Twilight jump back against the wall and squeaks in fright.
> She stares at you in the door for a minute.
> "A-Anonymous?"
"Yes."
> She lets out a sigh of relief.
> "You scared me. What the heck are you doing barging into my room this late at night?!"
> You quickly explain to her what happened on the road.
> She slumps back down into her bed, pulls a blanket over herself and grumbles.
> "This couldn't wait until morning?"
"I usually try to find out about mysterious vanishing things and notes that I can not read as soon as possible."
> She sighs.
> "Fine, give me the note."
> You realize that Rainbow Dash still has it.
"Rainbow Dash!"
> A second later she pokes her head through the door.
> "Yeah?"
"The note."
> She pulls the note out from under a wing and walks over to you with it in her mouth.
> Ignoring that, you take the note and hand it to Twilight."
> She takes the note with her magic and unfurls it in front of her.
> Her horn starts to glow and she takes a moment to look it over.
> "So this is what your written language looks like?"
"Yes."

> She stares at the page for a moment longer before looking up at you again.
> "So what exactly do you want me to do?"
> You don't really know so you just say the first thing that comes to mind.
"Do you have some way of removing the enchantment?"
> She runs a hoof along her chin and stares off into space for a minute.
> "If I knew what the enchantment was I could, but as is I run the risk of just making it unreadable."
> Another idea comes to mind.
"Could you copy what it says on the note onto something else.?"
> She nods.
> "Yes, but it can wait until morning."
> She plows her face into the pillow and lets out a muffled 'goodnight.'
> The note drops to the floor as the room goes dark again.
> You pick up the note and walk out of the room, Rainbow Dash trailing behind you.
> You make your way back downstairs, Rainbow dash just flies down the air gap and lands in the center of the room.
> She turns to you as you reach the bottom of the stairs.
> "So now what?"
> You contemplate that for a moment.
"Would you be able to help me?"

> She shakes her head
> "Still got some things to do tonight, then I gotta get to work early."
> You nod to yourself.
"Than I shall wait for morning."
> She begins to make her way to the door way but stops in front of it.
> She turns to face you again.
> "Um, hey Anon..."
> You stare at her, waiting for her to continue.
> When she doesn't you speak.
"Yes?"
> She stares back at you for a minute.
> "Uh, nothing, never mind."
> With that she quickly makes herself scarce.
> Odd, but you had other things on your mind, so for now you decide to ignore it.
> At the moment you are trying to recall whatever you can about the incident.
> Maybe come up with some answers while you wait.

> The strange thing is, you can't.
> The harder you try to recall the details of the events, the harder it is to remember them.
> You started by trying to remember what the...
> Was it a unicorn or a pegasus?
> He was on top of the...
> Was he on top or inside the carriage?
> Could he have ...
> Was it a mare or stallion?
> Gods, why can't you remember?
> Maybe the note would have some kind of clue?
> Maybe the bag?
> Oh right the bag!
> You frantically look around for it.
> When you notice that it is tied to the same clasp that holds your cloak to you.
> When did you tie that on?

> ...
> You didn't.
> What in the name of all things divine is going on?
> You attempt to untie the knot binding the bag to you only to find, you can't.
> You give it a slightly harder tug and again, nothing happens.
> The string moved, but as soon as you tried to undo the knot, it may as well have turned into a solid adamantine ball.
> You feel your frustration building rapidly.
> You can't read the note.
> You can't open the bag.
> You can't remember...
> ...Anything of use really...
> You don't even have something else to do to occupy your time.
> All you can do is wait.
> You hate how time is simply wasting away, but this is all you can do.
> So you wait patiently, staring out the window, waiting for the signs of dawn.
> Eventually the dawns light comes and not long later the sound of steps and morning routine can be faintly heard.
> In the almost total silence of the library, you can hear water running, even through the doors and walls.
> When the sound of water stop, it is replaced once more by hoof steps on wood.

> There is a click as the door at the top of the stairs opens.
> You turn your head to see a rather tired looking Twilight coming down the stairs.
> She walks right past you into the kitchen and as she does she says.
> "Breakfast first, note after."
> So you sit patiently waiting for her to cook...
> And eat...
> And clean up...
> Why in Kyhber do fleshlings take so long to do things!?
> She does eventually come out of the kitchen, carrying an ink well, a quill and some parchement.
> She walks up in front of you, still looking tired, and sits down.
> She yawns before speaking.
> "Note."
> So you unfurl and show her it.
> She immediatly looks perplexed.
> "Are you sure this is the note from last night?"
> You look at the note yourself and it looks exactly the same.
"Yes."
> You turn the note back to her.
> "Anonymous, this is blank."

> You look at the note again and sure enough, the script is all still there.
> A plan quickly forms in your head.
> If Twilight can't see the note, you can just write the script you see.
> You don't know why you didn't think of that before.
> You point at the writing utensils.
"I need to borrow those for a moment."
> She floats them over to a small table in the center of the room.
> "Be my guest."
> You quickly walk over and kneel in front of the table.
> Taking the quill and dipping it in ink, you quickly begin to copy down the script you see from one sheet to the other.
> As soon as you finish copying down line-by-line what you see you call out for Twilight, not taking your eyes off the note for a second.
> You hear her walk up beside you.
> The paper lifts up, surrounded by a faint purple glow, and floats over to her.
> You look to see Twilight reading the paper, a look of confusion on her face.
> "No cheating?"
> There's no way what you just wrote could be two words.
> You snatch the note back from Twilights magical grasp and look at it.
"What the -!"
> Every bird within ten miles is sent flying for a new place to roost, as you shout one of the few profanities you know at the top of your none-existant lungs.

> Meanwhile in the library, Twilight is busy re-arranging her hair.
> Spike is now fully awake and beginning to re-shelf the books that were knocked loose.
> You?
> You're just staring at the parchment gripped tightly in your hands, attempting to comprehend how...
> HOW...
> Could the note have changed, into both plain common script and equestrian script, reading the simple message...
> No cheating.
> You BOTH had eyes on the paper.
> The paper wasn't enchanted.
> The ink wasn't enchanted.
> You place the note down in front of you, get up, and walk out the door.
> You ignore Twilight calling out, asking you where you're going.
> Everything can wait, right now, you need to break something.
> So, your maul secure on your shoulder, you walk off towards the everfree forest.

> You're sure nobody will miss a few trees.