> Quick as a flash Twilight's horn glows, as does the window on which Pinkie is attatched like a grinning limpet mine.
> The window rotates on it's horizontal axis and with a *squeeeek* Pinkie slides face first into the Library.
> She lands with a *krumpf* behind the small couch you previously hid behind, causing a small eruption of books in the process.
> Silence.
> Broken by you asking as you approach the couch
" ...Is she ok?"
> With a sudden blur of motion, the pink p0ny hurdles the couch and lands not more than an arms reach away from you.
> You leap backwards in shock, flailing your arms in an uncoordinated panic.
> "Ah ha!" Pinkie exclaims, standing on her rear legs and pointing an accusatory forehoof in your direction.
> "Ah ha ha ha!" She gives a triumphant grin as she turns, aiming the hoof of accusation at an approaching Twilight.
> She doesn't seem sure what she's accusing anyone of, but the idea seems wedged right in there now.
> "Pinkie, I..." Twilight begins sheepishly, but trails off as she tries to figure out what to tell her friend.
> "Why wouldn't you tell me, Twi?" Pinkie's grin falls slowly and her pointing hoof slowly lowers to hang just a little off the floor.
> Looking downwards, she begins to trace a little circle on the floor with the still hanging hoof,  
 
 
> Oddly you'd swear you can hear the sound of something deflating nearby.
> She then looks up at Twilight with a smile.
> "Oh, I get it! You're keeping it secret so you can surprise me! I've always wanted to meet a... a..."
> Pinkie looks at you, cocking her head on one side, appraising.
> You notice that the smile hasn't quite reached her eyes.
> "Well, I don't know what it is, but I'm sure it's nice!... and you wouldn't want to spoil a surprise, right? that's right isn't it?"
> She begins to explain, as much to herself, how it all makes sense now.
> The speed of the word barrage is there again and you lose track quickly, but even you can tell that the bubbliness has been replaced by something else.
> You can almost see the straws she's grasping for.
> "Pinkie, please, just listen."
> The pink mare stops, the smile all but gone.
> "I didn't want to keep a secret from you. You're one of my best friends. I'd trust you with anything... It's like Spike said though, I made a promise."
> "... a pinkie promise?" asks Pinkie quietly.
> Twilight considers a moment, scrunching up her muzzle.
> "Well, not exactly, but an important promise." She then hastily adds "oh! not as important as a pinkie promise though."
> A little smile finds its way onto the pink mare's lips.
" Do you mind If I say something?"
 
 
> The two mares turn their attention onto you.
> Still not sure what you're going to say, but you have to do something.
> This p0ny was willing to open her home to a stranger without question.
> Causing trouble with her friends is the last thing you want to do to repay such kindness.
" I came here from Canterlot. The falling star you saw? that was me..."
> "He's a funny shape for a star..." Pinkie whispers to Twilight from behind a conspiratorially raised hoof.
" A night flight in a shiny chariot. I'm no star, believe me."
" I needed to... I needed to be somewhere that wasn't Canterlot."
> You shrug not wanting to elaborate further, however the pink p0ny nods as if she understands how Canterlot sometimes doesn't live up to expectations.
" Princess Celestia was kind enough to ask her student here to give me a place to stay"
> "The Princess asked me to keep everything secret for a while. Just until he was settled." Twilight adds, softly.
> The pink mare turns to her friend with a relieved look and the beginnings of a genuine smile.
> You decide to withdraw from the two and give them room to talk, having already intruded enough.
> You sit on the couch, which spike is nearby tidying up the debris of literature caused by Pinkies unplanned enterance.
> Things seem to be going well between Twilight and Pinkie.
> She's already bouncing a little as she talks.
> You lean back with a sigh, eyes closing, tired by the night that never seems to end.
> It's not done with you yet.
> Something damp squirms against your leg.
 
 
> You open one eye and slowly look down.
> Two purple eyes stare back from between your thigh and the arm of the couch.
"aaagh!"
> You fall away from the... thing, slipping from the couch as it scuttles along your leg and up onto your torso.
> SCUTTLES
> Nothing that scuttled ever turned out to be good.
> You find youself on your back staring down your chest at...
> ... at a small alligator.
> Wearing a sodden blue and yellow tracksuit.
> ... and a matching sweatband on his scaly brow.
> Gummy slowly ripple-blinks his eyes as he gives you a big, toothless, shit eating grin.
> A pink poof of a mane and smiling face appears from above.
> "Look, you're making friends already!" giggles Pinkie.
> Twilight begins to lead her friend back towards the door.
> Second times a charm.
> With a supressed snicker Spike helps you back to your feet.
> Strong little feller.
> Twilight  stops at the door and hugs her friend.
> "Now remember what I said Pinkie. Princess Celestia said it would be best if our guest was to remain anonymous while he was here..."
> "Okie dokie lokie!" She responds chirpily.
> The door clicks shut as you are led by Spike to your guestroom.
 
 
> Morning.
> You were awoken by the song of birds in the branches of the living librarytree.
> Last night you collapsed face first on your bed and slept immediately, despite all four of your limbs hanging over the edges.
> Small as the bed was, it turned out to be exactly what you needed.
> To the smell of some kind of pancake you amble into the library.
> You can hear a muffled, young voice singing to itself somewhere.
> Spike must be cooking up a storm in the kitchen.
> As you head in that direction, following your nose, you notice Twilight standing near the frontdoor to the library, peering out of the side window.
"Good morning miss Sparkle."
> She jumps at your voice, turning quickly and responding "Good morning! Didyousleepwell? Good! I betyourhungry. straighttothekitchenthen."
> Uhoh.
> Spidey sense is tingling.
> "Spikescookingpancakesandyouwouldn'twantcoldpancakes, who'dwantcoldpacakesright?HAHA!"
> You've seen that rictus grin before.
> You walk towards the window as Twilight makes a "Mmm" noises and tries to guide you towards the kitchen with gestures.
> You pass her and she sags, her head low and her fringe covering her eyes.
> Drawing aside the curtain you look outside onto your first look at p0nyville by daylight.
> There's Pinkie.
> There's about a whole village worth of p0nies and a few extra to spare.
> They're all looking at the house expectantly.
> Standing underneath a huge banner that says...
> "WELCOME TO P0NYVILLE ANONYMOUS!"
> You and Twilight peform your first synchronised facepalm/hoof of many.