-Twilight Good Morning! - mini story by Colonist! - *You’re standing outside the local city library at 0800 on a standard weekend morning. If you followed the standard rules regarding tardiness at your workplace, you still have a good three minutes before you’d be considered late. You have no idea if that would be acceptable to a pony princess, but that’s what you’ll tell her flies in this world if she asks.* You: The heck do I need English tutoring for anyway? I’m scoring a solid B+ in the subject! *The request from the preceding Wednesday sounded a little strange. Princess Twilight communicated with you by proxy through Sunset’s magical journal, and that was how she requested your presence for an English tutoring session. Given the hassle of a written back-and-forth format, Sunset agreed for you in her immediate reply. “Just go and see what she needs your help on,” Sunset said later that afternoon.* You: It could be that she just needs me to be a “test student” in the room. Maybe she’s making a guest appearance at the School of Friendship and giving a lecture on English? Could be just her practicing her teaching style…maybe the Princess doesn’t need to school me on anything after all! *You catch yourself from trailing off and glance at the Fauxlex on your wrist: 0801. Shoot! You briskly walk through the entrance and speak to the librarian at the counter.* You: Hello, Ms. Cheerilee. I’m here to check into the quiet study room booked under the name “Sparkle?” Cheerilee: Oh hello! It’s you…you’re…oh, you know how it is! So many students pass through libraries at the school and here to the point where I forget names, but the faces always remain no matter how unmemorable! You: (thinking) Unmemorable? It’s bad enough that no one ever remembers my name, but is my face going to start taking hits now? *That’s Ms. Cheerilee, all right. Canterlot High’s resident librarian and teacher. She was a former cheerleader and an alum of said school, and after getting her master’s in library sciences in some university elsewhere, she found herself in the employ of the very school that she started at. She grumbled about it on bad days, but was otherwise fairly content and even upbeat on the job.* Cheerilee: Oh! It must be the Twilight that I first met back then who booked this room. The other Twilight that I usually see around signs off as “Sci.” She’s in quiet study room #4. You: Thanks, Ms. Cheerilee. Cheerilee: One more thing, young man! You: H-huh? *Ms. Cheerilee’s face takes on a more stern expression, and she levels what you think could pass off as a legal disclaimer laced as with hints of thinly-veiled accusation.* Cheerilee: *ahem* The Canterlot City Public Library quiet study rooms are solely reserved for study purposes for a maximum of four allotted hours per session unless closing time comes first. The soundproofed walls are implemented with an emphasis in accommodating individuals who require absolute silence regarding the aforementioned study purposes. Misuse of the quiet rooms will result in sanctions against one’s library card privileges. You: That sounds like some mandatory legalese speak. Did something happen since I’ve last been here? Cheerilee: Agree to the terms, young man, or your library card goes snip! You: Y-yes, ma’am! I agree to abide by the terms. Cheerilee: Good, and yes, something happened - many times. Young man, do you know why else people may need a soundproofed environment away from other people? *You find yourself stammering at the first thing that comes to mind, and you really don’t want to verbalize it in front of one of your teachers - even one as young and understanding as Ms. Cheerilee!* Cheerilee: Sex, sex, sex! Shit! *Cheerilee contains her hushed exclamations under a giggle.* Cheerilee: Oh my! Raised voices and profanity are quite unbecoming for a librarian, wouldn’t you say? Anyway, guess who has to make the rounds around closing time? Guess who gets to come across body fluid and used condoms in the quiet study rooms? The owners now require me to notify all users of the quiet study rooms of the disclaimer that I’ve just stated to you. You: … Cheerilee: Well as long as it helps them achieve better grades, I suppose. Don’t let me keep you any further, young man. Study hard! No pun intended, I swear! *You make it to the study room in time at 0803. You’re surprised to see Princess Twilight sitting at the desk wearing an oversized shirt and what looks like her other self’s glasses. You’d mistaken her for Sci-Twi if it wasn’t for her less wavy bangs.* You: Princess? Sunset told me that you requested my presence for an English tutoring sessions, but my grades are fine. Twilight: Oh hey, good to see you! I’m just as surprised as you are. I was expecting Rainbow to stumble in here twenty minutes late in Rainbow Dash fashion. Did I not address my - *Twilight pulls her otherworldly communication journal from out of her bag to review her previous messages.* Twilight: Oh shoot, I shouldn’t have used that extra heavy grading ink that came with my other quill! It looks like your name bled from the previous page onto that current one, and that’s what Sunset read. You: Makes sense, I guess. Sorry for wasting your time. Twilight: It’s no trouble. I can think of something unless you have something else to do today. I’m sure Rainbow won’t mind postponing tutoring for next weekend. You. What do you have in mind? Say, what were you writing to Sunset about in that previous page with my name on it? Twilight: Oh! Nothing important! Anyway, I’ve been making guest appearances as a volunteer tutor at Starlight’s School of Friendship. It’s nothing major - just some introductory courses in Ponish. Maybe you can be my test audience for a basic hour lecture and critique my style? I’d like to see if I still got it. Interspecies politics and pedagogy are two entirely different skill sets! You: Why not? I don’t game until the afternoon so I can spare some time. What’s Ponish, though? Twilight: Um, think of it as essentially….English? That’s what it’s called over here, right? It’s mutually intelligible from what I can hear and speak, but one major difference that instead of pausing with “um” or “like” in regular speech, Ponish switches out those pauses with nickers or grunts which closely resemble the sounds that this world’s horses make… *And with that, the Princess launches into her lecture. You begin to zone out pretty quickly since most of the content involves basic English literacy that you’re already familiar with, and as interesting as the subject of Ponish would be on any other day - as Rainbow would say - it’s not going to be on the test. You’re gazing at the wall behind Twilight when you notice her stepping out of the garter and taking off the thick-framed glasses.* Twilight: Are you losing interest? Hmm, this garb is more in line with what Rainbow is more comfortable with - casual bedroom style. You: Oh no, don’t mind me! Please, continue! *Not even two minutes later and the Princess notices you already zoning out again.* Twilight: Well, it’s not something that I’d do in Equestria since it has no effect on me or the observer, but over here… *The Princess shrugs and lifts her shirt and bra off her body in one go. You stammer a feeble protest as she steps out of the panties in the next moment. She hold up her hand and laughs.* Twilight: It’s okay. This world’s Flash had the same reaction when I did that, and Ponish isn’t exactly a subject for a Saturday, right? So let’s make this a field trip. You: Field trip? Twilight: Sure! I could grab some items from the Ponyville market among other errands, and I just so happen to have a compact mirror in my bag that I enchanted earlier as makeshift portal. We’ve got about four hours so get dressed for the location before we go. Um…undressed. You: Wait, naked? Oh, right. Ponies don’t normally…yeah. *It’s not your first foray into Equestria, but that custom is still foreign to you. Still, you undress and lay your clothes on the table before nodding to Twilight to activate the mirror. She does so, and the two of you are sucked into a void.* Twilight: Just one final stop… *You exit the void through a dresser window. This isn’t Equestria.* Sunset: Princess! Already done with tutoring Rainbow? Augh, put away your junk man! You: Wow! So it’s okay when the Princess does it, but it’s not okay when I do it huh? Twilight: I’ll explain later, and don’t worry. I told him we’re swinging by Equestria for some errands. Want to join us for some errands in Ponyville? Sunset: Heh, why not? I’d like to see our how our good friend handles his pony form this time around. *The two girls share a laugh as the Princess prepares to re-enchant Sunset’s dresser mirror to open to the Equestrian world.* Sunset: Be a good enough boy on the other side, and maybe the Princess will allow an audience with you for a little on this side! Princess: Since I didn’t get to tutor some English/Ponish this time around, I’d be happy to experiment and learn more about the male anatomy using him as a real-time practical model. You: A literal royal treatment? Sunset: Hey, I’m going to be there to make sure that you don’t get too crazy! I’ve heard about those new stipulations regarding those quiet study rooms. You: Huh. So I’m just going to get the regular treatment. Sunset: Be grateful that I’m not giving you the “good old days” treatment - complete with knuckles, ice pack, and bandages! You: Y-yes, ma’am! Twilight: Sunset incorporates pain in her bodily treatments? Interesting…kink? You: It’s not a kink, your Highness! I swear!