Thread 67: Stories 31-45

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Definitely not canon
>BlueBlood
"10"
'BBB'
~~~
"Hey, care for an interview?"

>Alright, but- Oh! That's one of my old hunter killer units!

"Oh, BBB? Yeah, he's a good assistant."

>Well, how about we do an interview, and in return you let me see if I can't optimize him back to form.

"Okay. Just don't arm him, he's already pretty twitchy."

An interview and some fixing later...

>There we go, that should vastly improve his mental processing, increasing ease of commanding him.

"Awww... But he's my friend."

'Correcting statement: my meatbag creator failed to install the loyalty software.'

>Wait, what?

'Exasperated reiteration: You failed. As meatbags are prone to.'

"BBB? Do you still remember me? Why are you talking all funny?"

'Explanation: The Meatbag updated my voice modulation software. Disgusted addendum: it's out of date and runs on FawntineSoft's Windows. Reassurance: I remember AJ10 well and always shall be your friend.'

>I... I'm sorry, 10.

"Why? Its great he can talk with an indoor voice and all! But we better get someone to check out that Windows copy."

'Observation: The Meatbag maker is also a cheapskate and only installed the free trial version.'

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 >Chitania
"Prostimare"
'???'
[???]
~~

>....

"...So..."

>...

"...Is there really nobody that likes you?"

>...What?

"Ya' know, ain't ya' got anyone else who wants ya' around?"

>...No, fucking obviously.

"...Nobody?"

>Clearly, nobody-

'JUMPIN' PONIES ON DE EDGE O' DA WORLD! Do mah peepers done steer me wrong!?'

>...What in the...

[Whhhhoaaaa. Duuuude, the paper was right, she totally is here! I owe mundo apologies my friend.]

'Told ya' me best brudder, dis paper be never done steerin' me wrong no matter how bonkers dey be!'

[Truth be, my bro, truth be.]

>...

"...Why's a zebra and a pony wearing swim trunks coming up to us?"

>...

'Mega bug monster me lady! I can finally be delivering to you dis here note I've been holdin' onto like it's got the key ta' me wife's drawers!'

[He got married, by the way.]

'We did it while ridin' de' waves!'

[Was gnarly.]

>...

"...That is a very nifty looking note-"

'Praise be ta' ya' fer' matchin' me up wit da' mare o' me dreams, and she'd come ta' thank ya' too if dis place had de ramps!'

[Not very accessible, water tank wise. Mermares are going to complain later.]

'Dey are, but no worries be to you on dat one! She appreciate's ya' too after ya' done blocked that giant machine ting back at the land o' the crazies like de rocks holdin' back a crazy wave!'

[Was like, barely seconds from stepping on her, then WHAM, you landed one mundo monster hit.]

'T'was amazin'!'

>...

'Tank ye' again, me lady! We're expectin' by next fall!'

[Did not take long to knock her up.]

'Ya' jus... ya' lit up my life, totally changed it fer' da better me lady! Thank you!'

[C'mon, dude, she's totally hitting those books, don't want to bother her.]

'Right be ya' me brudder... thank ya' one more time, misses giant monster, thank ya'!'

*They leave*

>...
"..."
>...
"...Uh-"

>Who the fuck?

"...Ya' gonna read the letter?"

>...Maybe later.

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>Dash
"Fleetfoot"
'Soarin'
~Various~
~~~~

>So... these are the fifty best?

"Allegedly, but WE'LL be the judge of that!"

>...I'll be. Me.

"What!? You can't hog all the judging to yourself!"

>I absolutely can.

'Not to side with Fleetfoot on anything, but she's right. You need two other impartial judges to make sure you choose everyone fairly.'

"What do you mean, not to side with me on anything!? We're cool! We did all that stuff together!"

'...'

"...Seriously? Even after all that, you're still mad about that one time I blatantly lied to you and tried to have you replaced in one of the most important games of our generation during your absolute lowest moment without even the courtesy of telling you it was for the greater good, and me and Spitfire nearly ruined all our chances by lying?"

'...'

"ONE TIME! That happened ONE TIME!"

'...'

"...Fine, I'll think of something."

>...Everyone! Ignore that!

~OKAY!~

>...Wow, really? Uh... cool. So! Everyone here.. how we doing?

~When do we get uniforms?~

>Wow, not till WAY later, and that's assuming any of you actually pass the rigorous and terrible qualification I've got coming up.

~Oh... THEN do we get to punch changelings?~

>What!? No! Nobody is punching any changelings!

~They did!~

>They did not! Applejack's the only one who hit ONE.... TWO, I mean, but Chrysalis barely counts, she jumped in the way!

"I neither confirm nor deny that I beat up twenty changelings."

>You didn't!

~But you did!~

>I wasn't even there!

~Really? I thought you fought them during the invasion?~

>...Oh, yeah... okay, THAT time, I did punch a lot of changelings, but those were specific circumstances!

~How long do we have to wait for that?~

>Hopefully forever, because it'll never happen!... We hope!

~Sooo.. a month?~

>One more word and you're out of here!

~...~

>Good! Now-

~Do we still get invited to parties?~

>Being a wonderbolt isn't about that!

"It isn't NOW."

>You shut up! Now! We are going to go out there, and we are going to go through this obstacle course, and the first one who drops is OUT, got it?!

~Ma'am yes ma'am!~

>Good... GO!

*ZOOM!*

...

*CRASH!*

>...O-one at a time... I meant one at a time.

"Reeeeeaaally should have clarified that before you said go."

'You also could have clarified, Fleetfoot.'

"Seriously? Taking her side again?"

'...'

"...Damn it."

>S-so... uh... anyone still conscious?

~Ow.~

>Good... cool... anyone who's still conscious gets a bonus point!

~Y-yaaaa...~

>...You have to stay conscious.

~...~

>...Crap.

'Wanna consult the 'how to' book on being a captain real quick?'

>NO!

'...'

>...yes.

'Atta girl.'

>Superior officer.

'...'

>...Yeah, I don't buy it either, just give me the damn book.

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>Twilight
"???"
'Sunset'
~~~~

>I'm telling you, it's just not feasible.

'And I'm telling you, if we have giant fucking robots, WE CAN HAVE TELEVISION!'

>I don't even know how that works! I never studied them!

'You didn't study them!? You looked up robots but not them!?'

>...Wait, they had robots over there?

'Well, no, I just kind of assumed you took it from a book or something over there.'

>How. How does that work? At what point while I was infiltrating a high-school did I have time to look up robotics?

'...Fair point. Still, television, it's just like movies but you transfer them via long wires called cable, or satellite... which I don't actually know what that is, didn't look into it when it involved space travel, and obviously we're not exactly equipped for that.'

>That would mean giant towers with wires everywhere!

'Uh, yeah?'

>That's an awful idea! The wires would easily get clipped by pegasi! And in order to use them, they would have to constantly be charged and electrified, which means that anyone who flew into it would DIE!

'Well, I mean, birds exist over there.'

>Oh, so they have a way to prevent it? Nevermind, what do they do?

'...I mean, they don't, and yeah a whole bunch of birds die every year, but it's either that or...'

>...Or as we are now, with no electrified pegasi or gryphons?

'...I remember you can broadcast them with radio waves too.'

>Theeeen, let's look into that maybe?

'Yeah, that sounds-'

"KASLAMMA!"

>ACK!

'HOLY FUCK NO! Did you seriously just... ALL OF THIS IS SO DANGEROUS!'

"HAH! Look at all the fucks I give! I've cast invisibility on them, and they'll choke this entire room in moments!... What!? We're still breathing? Witchcraft! All the fucks I give, they've vanished!"

'...I'm noticing you're not freaking out.'

>Obviously... Chrysalis! I can't believe you just up and left like that, I was worried that-

"Pfft, what, that I was gonna ignore you? For fuck sake, Twibright, I just had to get my guys over to where I actually want them to be, instead of this shithole."

'Hey!'

"Hey, look at that, she's complaining. Oh no, please don't complain at me, little mare who's name I do not know."

'Sunset Shimmer!'

"Ehhhh... Nope, I don't even have to think up a dorky nickname for that, it's plenty dorky sounding as it is."

'...This is the mare who's 'changed' and 'you want to help'?"

>Yes, Sunset. I know she's a little intense most days, but-

"Blehblehbleh, no need to explain to her. I actually need your help."

>Sure! What do you need? How to improve relations with Canterlot? How to fix your shoulder?.... A way to make up with Applejack?

"Nope, racist shithole can fuck itself, shoulder's feeling fine after a love dose from Shiny, and HAHHAHAHAHAH! OHHHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!"

>Point taken.

'...Love dose? Oh dear Celestia! Are you and him-'

>NO!

'...'

>They're not!

'...'

>Seriously!

'...'

"But we totally have."

>CHRYSALIS!

'When? When you brainwashed him?'

"..."

'...Oh, wow. Woooowww...'

"Fact of changeling life, Sunset Shimmer... see? Already sounds stupid, do not need to do a thing."

'WOW. Okay, WOW. So you mean you guys-'

>USED TO! They USED TO!

'That's not better! So, wait, does that mean Chitania out there-'

"Yep. Obviously, since she had a kid."

'Oh, ew ew ew- wait, what happened to her kid?'

"Dead."

'...That's depressing.'

"Little bit. So! To bring us back on topic-"

'No, seriously, he lets you stay in his house!?'

"I actually sleep in the-"

>NEVERMIND! What's your question?

'...This is messed up...'

"Anywho, I was wondering if you could start researching shield generators. Ones that I can power with my magic."

'Wow, no, we want to arm her? She just nearly gets into an all out war, and asks for a weapon? How dumb does she think we are? You really want to-'

>Sure, I can get to work on it right away.

'Whoa what!? You don't even want to know-'

"Neat. So, what'cha working on?"

>Hm? Oh, I'm actually altering my subspace alternate reality simulator to increase it's perceived 'size' and scope, allowing for greater time inside with no backlash, and filling it with monsters and all that for a special... 'game'.

"Ooooo~! Color me intrigued."

>You'll see. Assuming, you know... you still want to hang around us.

"HAH! A doy, Twi-bite. Flutterbutters still needs that help with the chaosamagigger anyway."

>Great! That's... that's really great to hear, Chrysalis...

"...Oh, just say it."

>I'm sorry I wasn't there, Chrysalis. I think things would have gone a lot differently if I had been. You didn't deserve to get humiliated like that...

"....Pfft, humiliated. Like this wasn't the best thing that could have happened. It's nothing to worry about, everything is just perfect."

>Hope you're not going that far.

"Meh. So! Come the fuck on, we need TWIENCE shit up in here! Oh, and by the way... better program in the weapons right, I don't let shit like that fly."

>Heh. See through me every time.'

"S'what changelings do. HAH!"

'...So, again, she mindraped your brother, and also-'

>I KNOW!

"You hang out with the worst company."

>Now don't be like that! She's... a work in progress.

'...I'm the work in progress. I'm in the room with HER, and somehow I'M the work in progress.'

"Hey! She is learning! You were right, she's smarter than she looks."

'...Am I just going to eventually adapt to this?'

>Probably not.

'Super.'

"HAH! Now shut the fuck up and let's do SCIENCE!"

>CHRYSALIS NO!

BOOM!

"I MEANT TO DO THAT!"

'...Wow, the world where I was bipedal and dated another species doesn't seem nearly as weird anymore.'

"HAH!"

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 >10
{BBB}
~~~

>Hey guys! I'm back! I just need to type up my newest paper real qu-WHAT THE BUNNY HOPPERS!?

{BZZT! SCANNING!... CHANGELINGS NOT PRESENT IN STANDARD LOCATION!}

>...What the FLOP did I miss!?

{BZZT! INQUIRY! IS IT NOT MORE NORMAL TO SAY}

>Family paper, BBB. Gotta play it cool.

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Non-Canon
>Pinkie
"Spike"
~~~~
>Welcome to Not Late Night /pa/ with your host Pinkie Pie! It's during this time that content does matter, but everyday is late night when I'm around! Now for our main guest...SPIKE!!!

"Hey, Pinkie."

>We're doing things differently. A member of our audience is going to ask a question!

"Shoo-"
He blinks and there's suddenly an audience member shows up next to him
"whoa!"

>Go ahead faceless audience member!
The cardboard raises up a sign that says 'Do you really think you can convince Pommel?' They both blink and it's gone.

"Uh, yeah. It was a dragon's promise that I intend to keep."

>But Pommel was so against robots and nopony thinks he can be convinced otherwise. This is going to be a pivotal moment because if you fail, DT will probably get angry at you and burn the bridge between the few friends she has left as she watches robots that look like her mom get destroyed and scrapped. The writers have been implying that her mom is dead, so it'd be like watching her mom die a second time. Then she'd become a tiny pink ball of anger going down a road of eeeevil as you agonize how you could have prevented this foreveeeeeer!!!

Spike gulps
>No pressure though. Thanks for watching!
Spike wakes up.

"...no pressure at all."

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>Cadence
"Rarity"
~~~

>No.

"Oh come now darling, it's not that bad an idea!"

>We are absolutely not dressing them all up in little sailor outfits.

"But they'd look so dashing!"

>...

"...I suppose I could settle for pink instead of blue?"

>...This is just you trying to get Chrysalis into a fruity dress, isn't it?

"...'

>...

"...LET ME HAVE THIS!"

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NC
>Chrysalis
"Cadence"
~~~

>HAH! You want to dress me up? I'm game! Bring me a pair of your silkiest, sexiest panties!

"THIS IS THE FUTURE YOU CHOSE!"

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NC
>AJ
“Spike”
~~~~

>…

“…You’re looking mighty hard at that note, princess.”

>Not the only one tho’ am Ah, dragon?

“I’m only looking because you’re looking.”

>Yeah, an’ Ah’m only lookin’ ‘cause Ah’m lookin’.

“Wait. Somewhere in there I think you goofed.”

>Ah think Ah’m curious….

“Leave it be, applebutt. That’s 56’s letter to Shimmer.”

>An’ that’s exactly why Ah’m curious. What would the little fella be writin’ to her for in the first place?

“Guess we’ll figure that out if she decides to tell us after reading it.”

>So y’all ain’t the least bit curious…?

“I’m so curious it’s only because we consider each other brothers that I’m not tearing it open right now.”

>Welp. He sure ain’t MAH brother so without further ado-

*spinnnnnn*

*click*

“I’m gonna need you to back away from the envelope real slow and easy like, applebutt.”

>Ya got the dragon balls to put a gun to mah head, sure… but’re ya dragon enough to pull the trigger?

“Touch the envelope and I guess we’ll see.”

>…

“…”

>…

“…”

*touch*

“…Son of a gun.”

>HAH! So, now that we done acted that out durin’ the boredom of this waitin’, what’ll we do now?

“Hmm... oh, oh! How about we trade places? I’ll try to open it and you stop me?”

>Let’s do it. Ah prefer rope to a gun, though.

“Just what I wanted to hear.”

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>Screwloose
"12"
'High Roller/Snake Eyes'
-Grunt-

The bouncing and rocking of the carriage did little to help the condition Applejack 12 found himself in. The blurriness of his vision, the lack of focus in his mind, every time it would seem like it was coming back, the carriage would buck and he'd be sent stumbling back into a ragged scramble.

>My pervert had better have all his faculties intact when we get to where we're going, Snake Eyes, I'll hold you accountable for all the injuries he sustains.

'You worry too much, you know that? It's not far now, he just has to tough it out.'

"Yuh c'n go ffffuck yuhself..."

'See? He's doing great.'

>He's not braindead, so neither will you be if he stays that way.

'Can't be that much longer, certainly, it's not like we're going to the badlands.'

"N't the fucken badl'nds...HURK!"

The carriage jerked to a stop, sending the changeling smacking against the wall.

>...

'...should have buckled him in, I admit.'

-Snake Eyes!-

The voice came from outside, gruff, but with nothing backing it up. A bit like a playground bully who thought an extra bit of baby fat equaled muscle.

'I'm still here, friend.'

-Ain't yer friend, here- -

The door opened just a hair and in was tossed something 12 could really make out.

'...a blindfold? Really?'

-Put it on the bug.-

'We're out in the middle of Faust's Country and you think he's going to be able to piece together how to get to anywhere from here?'

-Boss said so.-

'Oh she's here then? I knew the news would travel fast.'

-Put it on the bug.-

'Oh fine, come here-'

"Oh for fuck's sake!"

'Look, either we do this, or things get far far more difficult.'

"What am I going to see that I shouldn't!?"

'I don't know, here, let me look first.'

-Hey-!-

The door creaked open, Snake Eyes beheld the complex they were about to enter.

'...seriously? Seriously. I'm not putting that blindfold on him.'

-You have to!-

'Hey bug, spoilers, it's a rickety little shack.'

"For real?"

'For real.'

-Why the fuck'd you do that!?-

'Because this is dumb, these hoops we've been jumping through? They're dumb. So here's what we're going to do. You're going to take us into that shack, bring us to whatever you have under it, and then I'm going to have a talk with your boss. Tell them that if they do not speak with me before taking action that will lead to the loss of your life, and more importantly, my services, and more importantly than that, her only shot at what she actually wants.'

-...-

The carriage doors opened.

'Good boy. Come on, you two, the journey is almost over.'

>Goody fucking gumdrops, I was getting tired. Pervert be prepared to administer hoofrubs at the appointed time.

"Can do."

Escorted by the black uniformed and battle saddle equipped guard, the trio begin to make their way to the dilapidated shack and the mysteries held inside...

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Rescue Op for 12 when?
>DT
"Spike"
'42'

>HIGH SPEED LOW DRAG, PONIES, HIGH SPEED LOW DRAG

"CHECK YOUR PARACHUTES CHECK YOUR PARACHUTES STAND UP AND CHECK YOUR PARACHUTES"

'REMEMBER YOUR TRAINING, AND YOU WILL MAKE IT BACK ALIVE'

>BODYSLAYERS ON THE PRIMARY, READY WEAPONS AND TAP RACK BANG

"WATCH FOR CHOKEPOINTS AND DE LOOP YOUR PLATE CARRIERS"

'DO NOT LOSE SIGHT OF YOUR BATTLE BUDDY LIKE YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT'

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>56
"12"

>Huh. Caught you, too, eh?

"Yuuuup."

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>29
"Chrysalis"
~~~

>D-does this mean you care about me too, and are going to come nab me and carry me off to be with my family again?

"...Who the fuck are you again?"

>...DRAGON! I require thou's weapon of steel and powder, I do not wish to be here anymore.

"Don't stain the rug, asshole."

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>Scootaloo
“Rumble”
‘Fliers’
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“Hey guys! You’re never gonna believe it but… well… take a look at this!

>YEEEEEAH! GUESS WHO’S BACK AND READY FOR ACTION!

‘We don’t know because we’ve long since stopped caring.’

>CLOSE BUT NO! IT’S ME SCOOTALOO!

‘…Literally who?’

‘I think she’s that filly that knows Dash.’

‘The same Dash that caused Spitfire to quit right as she was teachin’ us some awesome things?’

‘Yeah, think so.’

‘Oh. …I don’t like her.’

‘She was never in my top five, honestly.’

“Guys….”

‘Eh, so she’s actually ten feet in the air. Big whoop. That’s what we’re here to do, fly. When she starts pulling stuff like Spitfire did then I’ll be wow’d. Right now, I am not wow’d. I’m not even amused.’

“Harsh.”

>Aw forget you debby-downers! Where’s 56? I need some mindless enthusiasm, I know he’ll be down for a little party! We gotta start planning on a new training schedule!

“Ooooo… uh, Scoots? You, uh… might want to hold off on that.”

>Huh? What for?

‘You didn’t hear?’

>Hear what?

‘Man, I don’t think she heard.’

>Heard what?!

‘That the bird is the word! B-buh-buh-OW! MY EYE!’

‘I told you what would happen if you did that again. I did, I told you and you did it anyway. Well, this is what you reap.’

>SOMEONE JUST TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!

“56 quit, Scoots… He's out.”


>…He's... really?

"Yeah..."

‘Who was that again?’

‘The loud bug thing.’

‘Changeling! Geez, do none of you pay attention in class anymore?’

‘Well obviously you do, good-two hooves.’

‘SHUT UP!’

>…That’s fine.

“I know, it’s terrible, right? He was, like, one of our main-say what?”

>I said… that’s fine. He’s probably got other things on his mind right now, ‘specially with his entire family moving to the Empire. Whatever he’s doing, there’s a reason why he had to leave us.

‘Maybe the reason being he too couldn’t bear to shame us with his buggy presence?’

‘Where did our schooling go wrong...?’

‘Goody two hooves.’

‘I’LL GOODY MY HOOF UP YOUR BUTT IF YOU DON’T SHUT UP!’

>This changes nothing! You guys hear me? This changes absolutely nothing! We can’t let the absence of two members keep us from trying to fly! We are NOT quitters! We’re going to move on from this and get better, because today… we celebrate our independence day!

‘‘‘‘‘‘…’’’’’’

“Um…independence from what?”

>From buck you all I can FLYYYYYY! No, but seriously, get up on those wing-tips, time for wing-ups!

‘'‘‘‘Awwww man!’’’’’

‘Suck it up you bunch of racists! I agree with Scootaloo!’

‘Says the goody two ho-GAH MY OTHER EYE!’

'Goody that.’

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>Spike
"Twilight"
~~~~

He hated tubes, he hated tests, and most of all he hated asking this question.

>Are you sure?

He hated tubes because they made him feel claustrophobic. He hated tests because they were time consuming and uncomfortable. And most of all, he hated asking that question, because she always reacted the same. She just gave him the flattest, most bland look he had ever seen in his life. Somehow, every time, it managed to be the most flat. He did not even think that was scientifically possible, and he would be damned if he tested that.

"Yes, Spike. I've checked, rechecked, triple checked, quadruple checked, got lunch, then I checked one more time just for checking's sake. The matter has been checked. There is not, in fact, an unknown magic inside of you."

>But... there has to be! I grew fifty feet tall!

"I know, but all I can detect is your standard dragon magic, nothing special at all. I just can't find anything resembling changeling magic inside of you."

>But... but she said it was exactly like hers.

"Well, she was wrong."

He was about to nod and give up, this certainly seemed like the right time for it, but something suddenly struck him.

>...Wait... I thought you didn't know how her magic works?

"I don't. Neither does Chrysalis."

>But you can detect it when she uses it?

"Obviously not, or scanning for her would have been a breeze. I have no idea how she uses it."

>So... so how do you know I don't have what she has? You said you can't detect it, right? And you also can't detect hers, which means...

Her wide, pondering eyes cut off to the side, and a thoughtful tap of a pencil to her chin filled the room.

"... It doesn't matter, it's just changeling magic-"

>What does that mean? Changeling magic can do everything from change their sizes to disguise themselves to shoot lasers to teleport, 'changeling magic' is a freaking lot of magics!

He didn't need to tell her of course, not that he knew that. For even he did not know that not only did she know the variations of changeling magic, she was likely the foremost expert on them, equal to Chrysalis herself at this point thanks to the information gleamed in the cataclysm event.

"...I just don't see how it can work, Spike. And, to be frank, I don't think this is something you need to be pursuing. You're enough of a handful as it is, I don't need you stomping through Canterlot at fifty stories tall."

He sharply looked away, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff.

"Now don't be like that, come on."

>You're not really trying, are you?

"Of course I am, why would you say that-"

>Because you're the smartest pony in the world, and I'm supposed to believe you can't find what made me grow!?

She froze, somewhat mixed by the heartfelt belief and the suspicion in equal measure.

"...It's just not a good idea, Spike."

>Twilight... I can fight her when I'm like that! I almost beat her when I was like that!

"No, the thing mind controlling you did. When you had majority control, she easily put you down and would have killed you if she felt like it."

It was a bit of a harsh truth, a bit of a cold one delivered at that, but it had to be said. It had to be spoken, she knew.

>...Not if I get stronger-

"Then you will also lose, because even at your absolute peak, she beat you and put you down. These are facts, Spike. Fighting her head on is not going to work, period."

She lost no edge, no bite, with every word. Totally devoid of sympathy.

>...You're really not going to tell me?

"Spike, I'm being entirely honest with you right now, I swear this to you with upmost heart, I have zero idea how your internal magic worked and made you grow. None. Nothing."

>...But you looked, right?

"...Yes, Spike, I looked. And it looks nothing like Chitania's magic."

>Which you can tell, despite not knowing her power.

"Yes."

He huffed once more, chest puffing out and straining before slowly collapsing, a hiss of green fire escaping him.

>...Okay.

That was seemingly all he needed, all he had to say. That's all he said before he hopped down off her medical bed, took off his medical gown, and walked off to the door.

>...Twi?

"Hm?"

>If I do grow again... you have a way to stop me, right?

"...Yes. And it doesn't involve asking... 'her' for help, I promise you."

>...Okay. Thanks for looking.

"Sorry I couldn't be more help."

>Yeah... it's a shame.

The door hissed open, he stepped out, and in the next moment he was gone.

With him free of her sight, she let out a breath of relief. She had told no lies, spoken nothing but the truth. She really didn't have any idea how his growth worked, or if it had any connection to Chitania's Titan Magic. She had not the faintest clue what it was, or what it was supposed to be. She had done a scan, and come up with nothing. She had told no lies.

That's what she told herself as she set her notepad down, and got back to work.

If only anyone else had been in the room...

Maybe they would have found it strange every page was blank.

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