Short stories (WIP)

I'll be doing a bit of a time skip with the next chapter, so I decided to write a few short stories about Caroline's interactin with the mane 6.
This will be labled as a work in progress because I will be updating this post from time to time

This is the first one I have

>Be playing with your daughter Caroline.
>Here a knock on the door.
"What do you want Twilight"
>Ever since she found out about Caroline, she's wanted to hook her up to various scientific instruments for her research.
>You keep telling her no, she's only a baby after all.
>She has been pretty persistent lately, asking almost every day.
>"Please Anon, think of what we can learn from her".
>She brings her forehooves together, looking up at you with puppy dog eyes, she's practically begging.
>Damn you nerdy Twilight, why are you so adorkable.
"Okay, you can do one experiment on her, just promise me two things"
>"Anything".
"This is a one time thing, and if Caroline show's discomfort in any way, the experiment is over"
>Twilight squee's with excitement
>"Of course, just bring her by tomorow, I'll have everything set up".
>A purple flash and Twilight is gone, presumedly back to the library.
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>Next day, you're walking into Ponyville with Caroline on your shoulder.
>Ponies are still giving you odd stares, but you have learned to ignore them.
>You make your way to the library, knocking on the front door.
>Spike opens the door and lets the two of you in.
>"Twilight is down the in the basement.
"thanks Spike"
>You were about to go down but Caroline jumps off your shoulder giving Spike a hug.
>"Goo' morning Spikey"
"Come along Caroline, we shouldn't keep Twilight waiting"
>Caroline releases Spike from her hug, and you pick her up to carry her downstairs.
>The basement is arranged like Frankenstein's lab.
>There is the smell of ozone along with electric bolts jumping across electrodes.
>Caroline, intimidated by the scene hides behind your pant legs.
>Twilight emerges from behind one of the machines.
>"Are you ready to begin".
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"I'm not sure Twilight, this all looks a little over the top".
>"Oh, all of this, we're not using most of it, I was just testing it to make sure it worked".
>She flicks a switch and most of the machines turn off, the basement going quiet.
>Caroline pokes her head out from behind you.
"So then what are we using"
>Twilight points to some sort of helmet with lights all over it, connected to a machine, a spool of paper on one side.
>"All we have to do is place this helmet on her, monitor her for a few minutes, and that should be it.
>Hmm...this doesn't seem that bad.
>You bend down to Caroline's level.
"What do you say sweatie, want to help Twilight with her little experiment"
>With all the noise gone, Caroline gains a little more courage, nodding enthusiatically.
"I think we're ready"
>A few minutes later, Caroline is seated on the chair with the helmet atop her head.
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>Twilight flips a switch and the machine wirs to life with various lights and beeps.
>You don't know much about magic so you have no idea what the machine is actually doing
>Twilight is looking intently at the output, a roll of paper with a red line drawn across.
>"Okay, we have established a base line, now Caroline could you do me a small favor"
>Caroline nods her head.
>"Can you try to change the flavor of this milk".
>Twilight produces a small bottle filled with milk.
>"Okay Aunt Twilight"
>Caroline screws up her face in concentration straing at the glass of milk.
>As you have seen so many times before, the flavor of the milk changes to strawberry, her favorite.
>"Good job Caroline"
>Twilight goes back to checking the machine noting any changes that occur.
>She also takes a sample of the changed milk setting it aside.
>"Now I want you to do one more thing, change the milk back to normal"
>Caroline nods, screwing up her face and the milk returns to normal.
>Twilight goes back to the machine to jot down any changes and takes a sample of the milk.
>Suddenly the smoke starts to rise from the machine.
>"What the-"
>Twilight holds up a sample of the paper outputed by the machine.
>At one point the solid red line marking the paper turns into rows and rows of candy dots.
>Caroline eagerly grabs the paper out of Twilight's hooves nibbling on the little candy dots affixed to the paper.
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