“So it’s okay now? You don’t want to avoid the castle anymore?”
>”Not anymore. The girls helped me realize I can make new memories here but still cherish my old ones.”
>You turn over the jewel in your hand, sending twinkling sounds as the string bumps into others.
>The one in your hand showed a memory of one of Twilight’s armchair sessions with you when you first came here.
>You’re still trying to figure out how they got the images inside.
>Looking up you can see other memories, some you know and others you don’t.
>It was cheesy as hell but you’re used to that in magic horse land.
>The way Twilight put it did make it sound meaningful though.
>And going by the content smile on her face and the fact she wasn’t bugging you all anymore, it had worked.
>The corners of your mouth droop as you stare at the chandelier.
>It also made your idea seem shallow in comparison.
>You were confident that you would trump the girls’ “let’s mix together all our shit! What could go wrong?” idea.
>Figures they came to their senses after you left and got their shit together.
>Probably had a fucking song about it too.
>It was too late to cancel it even if you wanted to.
>Twilight perks an eyebrow at you, sensing your suddenly gloomy mood.
>”Anon, is everything alright?”
>You stop languidly poking the jewel in front of you.
“Oh, uh… it’s nothing Twilight.” You find a sudden interest in the window next to you.
>Twilight opens her mouth as if to say more but she’s interrupted by muffled knocking.
>“Who could that be?” Twilight trots to the castle front doors.
>Having a clue as to who it was, you followed her with less enthusiasm.
>Once at the front, Twilight opens one of the double doors to reveal a mailpony.
>”Can I help you?”
>”We have a delivery for Princess Twilight Sparkle.”
>”We?”
>The mailpony steps to the side to allow Twilight to see the sight below the steps.
>Stationed in front of the castle are several ponies in similar uniforms hooked up to carts.
>Each cart is covered with tarps that bulge with the contents inside them.
>Twilight gapes at the crowd, “What are all these?”
>”Mostly books and some scrolls.”
>Twilight looks back at the mailpony, ”From who?”
>The delivery pony takes out a memo from his saddlebag.
“From Princess Celestia, on request of one…Anonymous?” He hesitates to pronounce your unusual name.
>Twilight turns her head toward you.
>”Anon, you did this?”
>You shrug.
“Yeah, I figured that a way to make you more comfortable here was to bring back something you lost from Golden Oaks and since you weren’t able to save all of your books I thought that I could replace them. So I got the old library catalogue from town hall and asked Celestia to help find the missing ones. And since you have all that room now, I thought you would like some rare stuff that you didn’t have before.”
>Twilight stares at you, eyes wide.
>”Anon…” The silence makes you turn away.
“Pretty lame, huh?”
>You laugh to mask your disappointment.
“The girls definitely had the better ide—“
>A sudden weight on your leg makes you turn back around.
>Twilight looks up from her position on your leg.
>“Thanks Anon, I really appreciate it.”
>Your mouth curls in disbelief.
“You’re not saying that just to make me feel better, are you?
>She hits your leg playfully.
>”Of course not. Those books were part of my cherished memories as well and now I have so many new ones to make memories here! So thank you.”
>You can only stare at Twilight as she gives you one more hug before returning to the mailpony.
“Uh…you’re welcome.” The corners of your mouth tug up into a small smile.
>That was surprising.
>You do feel better about it now.
>Twilight opens the other door to allow the ponies indside.
>”Please follow me. The library is this way!”
>Practically skipping, she leads the train of ponies inside the castle halls.
>”Spike! Clear our schedule, we have some shelving to do!”
>A loud groan echoes from within the castle.