Changing Lanes 15

“Damn it’s quiet in here.”
>“Not when you keep complaining Anon.”
>Twilight keeps her head buried in the book she’s reading, but she doesn’t sound happy with you.
>It sucks when you can’t help with anything.
>You tried reading one of the number of books, but it is impossible for you to make heads or tails of any of the writing.
“Hey, so if we do find something, how the hell am I going to be able to cast the spell? I don’t know shit about magic.”
>The other two look at each other, then at you.
“Cool, so I’m not the only one that thinks we might be fucked.”
>“No, we will figure out a way. Spells can be adjusted and changed a bit, if one has the correct knowledge.”
“What does that mean?”
>You admit you’ve been a bit of a pain in the ass the last twenty minutes.
>You’re just bored.
>But the other two seem to be getting frustrated.
>“Just…….don’t worry about it, Anon.”
>Suddenly, Twilight’s eyes light up.
>“Hey, I might have found something!”
>Luna gets up and looks at the page she is pointing at excitedly.
>“Yes, that might be able to get this whole mess cleaned up. Now we just need to figure out a way that you can cast it, Twilight.”
“Aww, you don’t trust me with magic.
>They look at each other again, and back to you, speaking in unison.
>“No!”
“Fiiine.”

>A good portion of the afternoon is eaten up as Luna and Twilight concentrate on adjusting the spell so a third party can cast it.
>Meanwhile, Nightmare Moon finally made a return, gabbing up a storm and pissing you off.
>A few times, Luna had to smack you to keep from going off the rails.
>“I’m back! Did I miss anything?”
>Dash trots into the house.
“No, you might be just in time. The two bookworms found something, and they’ve been at it all afternoon trying to change it a bit.”
>“Why is that?”
“I don’t have a clue how to cast a new spell. So hopefully, Twilight will be able to do it instead.”
>“Hello Rainbow, you’re just in time!”
>Twilight finally gets up from the paper she and Luna had been focusing on.
“Did you finally get it?”
>“I think so.”
>She fidgets nervously as Luna joins the three of you.
>“We are quite confident it will work. The chances are slim this will backfire.”
“Okay. And what happens if it does backfire?”
>No one answers your question.
>Finally, Twilight speaks up.
>“Now, I need you and Luna to stand near each other, and I need COMPLETE silence while I try to focus.”
>The two of you do as you are told, while Rainbow goes and sits on the couch, as if watching a show.
>A few minutes pass, and still nothing happens.
>“Ahahaha, I told you, you’re stuck with me!”
>Ignore.
>Just as you’re about to ask Twilight if she needs a break, a blinding flash erupts from her horn.
>It’s hard, but you hold still and close your eyes rather than shield them from the light.
>The sound of rushing air passes past your ears, then everything is quiet again.
“Twilight? I don’t think it worked. Nothing feels different.”
>Holy shit.
>Your voice is actually yours this time.
>You open your eyes and look over, to see Luna - in her correct body -  smirking at you.
>“Are you sure it did not work?”
>You let the smartass comment slide as you give her a hug.
>Quickly, you reach over and force Twilight into the hug as well.
“You guys are awesome.”
>“Hey, I’m awesome too! I had to deal with the both of you, so I helped some.”
“Shut up and get over here.”

>“Well, I believe we are finished messing will old spells for quite a while. At least, ones that have sure dire consequences.”
“Probably a good choice. You helped fix it though, so I suppose you redeemed yourself.”
>There’s that sly smirk again.
>God damn it’s adorable.
>“So, anything going on ‘upstairs?’”
>Dash motions to her head with a hoof.
>“We have control of the situation. The damn has been plugged, so to speak.”
>Everyone in the room seems to relax even more with that piece of news.
>Twilight starts gathering up her books and paper, cramming them into her saddlebags.
>Meanwhile, looking outside, the sun is beginning to set.
“That basically chewed up the whole day, now what?”
>“I’m getting these books to the Archives, and I’m going to bed. I haven’t gotten any sleep in almost two days.”
>Dash facehoofs, as you and Luna shake your heads.
>“Twilight, you really need to develop a normal sleeping habit. Remember that time you freaked out about not having a report for Celestia?”
>“Yeah, what about it?”
>“Sleep deprivation will lead to that kind of a scenario again. Go home and sleep now, worry about the books tomorrow.”
>Twilight huffs and puts down her saddlebags.
>“Okay, mother.”
“Night Twily, thanks.”
>“Goodnight everyp0ny.”
>The purple alicorn walks out the door, closing it behind her.
>You turn to Luna.
“So, you got the night off, what do you want to do?”
>“We should probably get back to the castle, for at least a while. Now that this problem is solved, our sister would probably be better off knowing the truth about the last few days. So she doesn’t think we have completely lost it.”
“Good luck with that, then. Oh, and sorry about your desk.”
>Luna gives you a queer look.
“You’ll see.”

>Not long after, Luna departs back to Canterlot.
>“So, apart from being on the verge of living your life in a rubber room, how was it being ‘Princess of the Night‘?”
“It sucked, what more is there to say?”
>Dash laughs, as you flop down on the couch and flip on the TV.
>“I’m surprised you aren’t out there kissing your car, not being able to drive it for so long must have caused you a lot of pain.”
>You had thought about it, but the past couple days has left you drained.
“It’s never a good idea to mix power and fatigue. I’m flippin tired.”
>As you put on another episode of one of your favorite shows, Starsky and Hutch, Rainbow sits next to you.
>Yu lean over and grab a couple sodas out of your mini fridge, offering one to Dash.
>“No thanks, I’m good.”
>You crack yours open and take a few sips.
>“So you do know if you started dating Luna, you’d probably have to attend a lot of royal events, right?”
>Soda goes flying in front of you as you try not to choke.
“What in the fuck?”
>“What? I’m just saying.”
“No, I mean, where in the hell did that come from? Like really, what in the actual fuck?”
>Dash looks as if you’ve just spouted a bunch of gibberish.
>“You said you loved her in the forest that one night when you crashed trying to get away from me.”
“No, I know that, but….wow, that’s a long leap between what I said and what you just said.”
>The two of you are silent for a while, aside from comments here and there on the show you’re watching.
>As the episode wraps up, you turn to Rainbow.
“Rainbow, I need you to do me a favor.”
>“Sure Anon.”
“Don’t ever try to become a professional matchmaker. You suck at it.”
>She playfully hits you in the ribs as you start up another episode of Starsky and Hutch.
>Thank god everything is back to normal.
>Relatively speaking.