Twilight Sparkle (
fourthgenerationprincess) wrote2013-04-16 08:55 pm
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2. A Farewell to Hooves
ACCIDENTAL VIDEO
[ CRASH. The video snaps on just in time to catch a fist raising away from the screen. Twilight's taken to setting an alarm in the morning so that she can get to the library before anypony else does; she likes the quiet of the early morning hours there. But this morning, she's in no mood to get up. She feels exceedingly woozy for some reason. So the snooze button sounds like a good idea.
Unfortunately, her alarm is on the same table as her journal. Hence the video.
The video shows Twilight's bed, and the (human??) fist extending from it. Twilight is a lump underneath it. After several minutes of incessant beeping from the alarm, she shakes the blanket off and her head emerges.
Her... human head.
At first she tries to go back to sleep. Then she opens her eyes slowly when she realizes something's off. Looks at her still-extended fist. Uncurls her fingers.
Fingers. ]
... what is GOING ON?!?
[ She flexes them a few times, and feels her head. It's so much smaller than she's used to! And yet she barely fits on her own bed now. The covers are falling off her to reveal a blue hospital dress, which she definitely wasn't wearing last time she went to sleep. Which was... how long ago?
At some point she notices the video is on, and pokes at it with a fist a couple times to get it to turn off. Still not used to fingers, yet. ]
ACTION
[ Twilight will spend some time still in the pony house and surrounding area, getting used to walking on two legs, examining her new fingers and toes, and recording everything she does. This is a moment of SCIENCE, after all. Disorienting and troubling as it is, she must record all of it.
Eventually she will move to the village, making a beeline for the clothing store to find something more suitable than a hospital gown, and the library to do as much research about humans and the anti-ponification thereof. Find her there, or wandering the streets, marveling at how tall she is now. ]
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[ CRASH. The video snaps on just in time to catch a fist raising away from the screen. Twilight's taken to setting an alarm in the morning so that she can get to the library before anypony else does; she likes the quiet of the early morning hours there. But this morning, she's in no mood to get up. She feels exceedingly woozy for some reason. So the snooze button sounds like a good idea.
Unfortunately, her alarm is on the same table as her journal. Hence the video.
The video shows Twilight's bed, and the (human??) fist extending from it. Twilight is a lump underneath it. After several minutes of incessant beeping from the alarm, she shakes the blanket off and her head emerges.
Her... human head.
At first she tries to go back to sleep. Then she opens her eyes slowly when she realizes something's off. Looks at her still-extended fist. Uncurls her fingers.
Fingers. ]
... what is GOING ON?!?
[ She flexes them a few times, and feels her head. It's so much smaller than she's used to! And yet she barely fits on her own bed now. The covers are falling off her to reveal a blue hospital dress, which she definitely wasn't wearing last time she went to sleep. Which was... how long ago?
At some point she notices the video is on, and pokes at it with a fist a couple times to get it to turn off. Still not used to fingers, yet. ]
ACTION
[ Twilight will spend some time still in the pony house and surrounding area, getting used to walking on two legs, examining her new fingers and toes, and recording everything she does. This is a moment of SCIENCE, after all. Disorienting and troubling as it is, she must record all of it.
Eventually she will move to the village, making a beeline for the clothing store to find something more suitable than a hospital gown, and the library to do as much research about humans and the anti-ponification thereof. Find her there, or wandering the streets, marveling at how tall she is now. ]
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Hello. Ah... who are you? [ After seeing Vegeta... could this be somepony else she knows, who's changed in her absence? ]
manely harmless? REALLY? XDDD /dies
Your hair... is quite aesthetically pleasing. [Spock was staring at her in wonder and awe.]
What species are you? Is that horn on your head an ornament, or real?
YEP also making up this anatomy on the fly don't mind me
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I... I beg your pardon? Same place? I do not understand. Who are you?
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[ She waves at him hesitantly. ] It's me! Twilight Sparkle. Uh... [ She thinks a little magic might help him remember so she concentrates on her miniaturized horn, which Spock glimpsed underneath her hair. And that's when she figures out her magic doesn't work right now. ]
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Sparkle...
...I feel... as though I know the name..
But you are not Twilight Sparkle.
[You made an already very confused Vulcan much more confused.]
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[ She glances at him. ] I used to be a pony, Spock. You probably know me better with hooves. If you know me at all.
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You used to be a pony? You... saved me...
....at one time, yes?
[Spock remembers shooting and chaos... and a magical being who saved his life.]
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We saved each other, Spock.
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I see... that is good.
May I.... 'hang out' with you?
[Spock heard Jim say this at one point, he was certain that it applied here.]
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Are you simply asking for my opinion, or do you really want to know what I think about the apparel?
[Little Vulcan blinks up at the pretty lady.]
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It depends on what you want the opinion for... What I think of the material you hold before me, and my opinion of it is determined entirely by why you are asking for it in the first place.
As I said, you must be specific. Are you asking me what I think of the dress on you? As a whole? The feel? Make? Durability?
...specifics are very important.
[Spock can be an annoying little kid.]
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Yes, it is most aesthetically pleasing on you...
[He's a little charmer at heart~]
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[ And some time later, after an adventure in the dressing room which involved getting caught in several hangars, she's back! ]
Whew, it's nice to be out of that gown! [ She frowns at Spock. ] Where are you living, Spock? Are you by yourself?
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If the clothes are uncomfortable to have on.... then why would you chose to wear them? Clothes should be practical and comfortable.
I am staying with my Captain. He has... been an interesting host to be sure.
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I... don't know how I feel about Kirk as a parent. But you two are good enough friends as adults. He can't be that bad, can he?
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He would make a significantly good father.
[Spock's eyes changed... they kind of went dreamy as he talked about Jim... as if remembering something.]
You would look most pleasing in the purple dress.
[Spock pointed at one on the rack.]
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I would very much enjoy accompanying you to the library...
[The young Vulcan moved forward... tugging on Twilight's sleeve.]
I find myself... much improved.
[Spock was smooth even as a youngster~]
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But you can't even remember everything from when you were older!
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I... was merely implying that my current situation has improved because of your presence.
[...heh.]
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Wanna fade out?