Thirty Minute Pony Stories

I raised my head sleepily, looking up at My Favorite Pony from her small, purple back. We were sneaking around Princess-House, apparently ‘gathering super-special intel’. I wasn’t exactly sure what the words meant, but I knew that I had to be quiet.

We got to the Book-House, and I finally knew what we were doing. I may have only been hatched by My Favorite Pony a few Awake-Times ago, but I knew she loved books. Not more than me or Princess, of course, but she loved them enough to go out during Sleep-Time and sneak them.

“Alright, just hold still, Spike.”, she whispered as she lifted me up with magic and levitated some very heavy-looking tomes underneath me on her back.

“Careful, Twilight, we wouldn’t want to lose our newest friend, now would we?”, murmured and amused sounding voice from behind.

Twilight ‘meeped’ and spun around, taking in the form of Second Favorite Pony. She smiled and picked Favorite Pony, me, and all the books up with her magic, settling them on her much larger form.

“If you wished for more books, you need only ask, dearest Twilight. Though maybe you’d rather choose a more decent hour next time.”, she smiled and teleported us back to Nest Room.

“I guess we’re not very good spies, eh Spike?”

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Dear Author,

Oh my gosh, I’m blushing. I’d forgotten that this happened. How embarrassing, to realize I didn’t even think to use a rudimentary invisibility spell to keep from being discovered. But how did you hear about that? No, never mind, I don’t want to know. At least I can be sure that I won’t be the only embarrassed one when Spike sees this. Thanks for your story!

Sincerely,

Twilight Sparkle