>Mirror pond, huh? Seems unnecessary.
>Why would you need a special magic pond to duplicate yourself?
>Seems as though you would be able to do it with just a normal mirror, or a normal pond.
>Just the other day, a swarm of Pinkies bounced through the town, causing mayhem and destruction.
>Apparently all the clones got sent back to the 'Mirror Pool' from whence they came.
>Then they put a rock over the entrance to it.
>Not the soundest security plan ever, but it isn't your problem if it happens again.
>Never the less, you've been thinking about it ever since.
>Back to the here and now.
>You drag the massive mirror out of the shop, and towards the library.
>This should be fun, though Twilight is bound to disagree.
>The trip there is uneventful, as most trips are.
>The wind made the cloth covering the mirror flap around, and you got a few weird looks, but that's par for the course.
>You drop the mirror in front of the library's entrance.
"Oi, Twilight!"
>An audible groan of intense hatred emanates from the library.
>Shortly thereafter, a violet unicorn pops out of the door.
>"What!"
>You unveil the mirror, revealing a reflection of you, the unicorn, and the library.
>"Whatever you're trying to do, do it! I was in the middle of a very important experiment when you interrupted me!"
>Blah blah blah. How droll.
>You say nothing, and just reach into the mirror.
>Your mirrored self turns his hand as you do, and reaches out of the mirror.
>Grabbing each others wrists, you pull the mirrored clone into your world.
>"Gah! Why?!"
>Twilight seems displeased.
>"If this causes any problems, fix them yourself!"
>She slams the library door behind her with her damned telekinesis as she re-enters the library.
>You turn your attention back to your devilishly handsome clone-
>Wait, no. You're ugly as sin and you know it. Well, mediocre at best sums it up pretty well.
>Still, it's your clone, and you know you're the real one because you have a dominant right hand.
>"So, time to completely ignore physics for the sole purpose of messing with these ponies?"
"I guess. But you know what sounds even better?"
>"What?"
>You stop being outside the library, and start being inside Sugarcube Corner.
"Confectionery!"
>Clononymous managed to stop being there and start being here as well.
>Helpful.
>You throw some bits over the counter and grab a pair of particularly nice looking cupcakes.
>In retrospect, there was probably glass in the way.
>Ah well. You can't see air, and you can move through that, so there's no problem, right?
>"Right!"
>The two of you seem to think on the same wavelength, which also makes sense.
>You toss one of the cupcakes to yourself, and you both start to eat.
"So how's the mirror world compared to this one?"
>"Eh, less Anons in there."
>You glance at a nearby window, and can't see your reflection.
>This too, makes sense.
>You love how much things in Equestria just make sense.
>Pinkie backs through the door, carrying a big pile of what is presumably baking supplies. The door's bell rings.
>"Hi, Anonymouses!"
>She also seems to know how things go around here.
>She goes behind the counter and into the back.
>You finish your cupcake, and start for the door.
>"Hey Anon, catch!"
>A projectile pastry is propelled towards your partner.
>And he catches it-
>With damned telekinesis.
>"Oh, hey, that's neat."
"I trusted you!"
>"Hey, we both knew something like this was bound to happen eventually."
>He's right. Mirror copies are inevitably evil.
"Still, we will settle this like men!"
>"Fists at dawn?"
"Fists at dawn."
>And you go your separate ways.
>You instinctively know that the battleground will take place on Applejack's farm.
>Guess you'd better warn her, since your evil clone obviously won't.
>You stop being at Sugarcube Corner
>And start being outside a barn in Sweet Apple Acres.
>Applejack steps out of the barn.
"Ahem."
>She leaps a bit into the air and faces you.
>No surprised yelp, though she does seem to be sizing up potential escape routes.
>"Howdy Anon, fancy seeing you here."
"Yeah, yeah. Straight to business, My mirror clone and I are going to be having a fight here at dawn tomorrow."
>"Uhh, sure."
"Also, on an entirely related note, I need a horseshoe."
>"Ah ain't gonna argue. Here, take one of these."
>She re-enters the barn, and comes out with a horseshoe.
>It looks like it'll fit over your fist. Perfect.
"Thank you."
>You stop being in Sweet Apple Acres
>And start being in Carousel Boutique.
>To her credit, Rarity doesn't even flinch.
>That might be because she's focussing on something important right now.
>"Oh, I mustn't have heard you come in, did you need anything, Anon?"
"Yeah, I need another leather glove, a bit bigger than the last one."
>"Oh, how big?"
>You show her your fist, with the horseshoe on it.
"Big enough to fit this. Don't worry about making it pretty, It's not going to last."
>And she starts. She sure does work fast.
>A mere fifteen minutes later, you have a glove. A very pretty, very large, glove.
>You toss a handful of bits at her, and she catches them with her telekinesis.
>You stop being in Carousel Boutique
>And start being on top of Rainbow Dash.
>Riding her like a sort of hoverboard.
"So, Dash. Want to help me do something cool."
>"Sure, I guess."
"Sweet. Help me move a mirror that's in front of the library."
>The two of you move the mirror into Sweet Apple Acres, with the reflective side facing towards the sky.
>Thanking Rainbow Dash for her help, you stop being where you are
>And start being inside Twilight's bedroom.
>You snuggle up under her covers and go to sleep, completely ignoring the fact that it's about two in the afternoon.
>Hours pass, the sun sets and then barely peaks above the horizon when you wake up.
>Turns out Twilight doesn't go to sleep in her bed that often, she usually falls asleep while studying.
>Or, at least, you're assuming that's why she didn't bother you while you were sleeping.
>Either way, you head off out the window.
>You move towards Sweet Apple Acres by curling into a ball and rolling across the air.
>When you arrive, you put your glove on, over the horseshoe.
>Clononymous is already there, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Should we gather a crowd or something?"
>"Yeah, no matter which way this goes, it's going to be sweet."
"I'll get Dash, Pinkie and Twilight, you get AJ, Fluttershy and Rarity."
>You take a running leap, and stop being at the battleground
>And start being in Rainbow Dash's bedroom.
>You tackle her off the bed and, still moving fast, stop being in her bedroom
>And start being in Pinkie Pie's bedroom.
>Moving Rainbow Dash to the side, you bearhug her and Pinkie together, combat roll, leap into the air and stop being in Pinkie's bedroom
>And start being in Twilight's study.
>Loosening your hug, you crash into Twilight, and stop being in her study,
>And start being back at the battleground.
>Both you and Clononymous appear at the same time.
>You, however, decided to appear a few hundred feet in the air.
>Since it's not the fall that kills you, it's the sudden stop at the end, if you hit the ground slow enough you shouldn't be harmed.
>And, since the air is thicker near the ground than it is higher up, it should slow you down enough before you hit the ground.
>You plummet at terminal velocity towards the ground and, as you get closer, start to slow down.
>By the time you're about five feet from the ground, you're almost stationary.
>You uncurl yourself and place your feet onto the ground.
>Perfect landing.
>You release the ponies from your snug, cocoon-like embrace.
>They groggily awaken, and wonder where they are and how they got here.
>You and Clononymous set them up in a line, parallel to where we will be fighting.
>They eventually regain their full faculties.
>The two of you nod to each other.
"Welcome to the once in a lifetime MIRROR SHOWDOWN!"
>"In this corner, weighing howevermany pounds, is CLONONYMOUS!"
"And in this corner, weighing exactly the same amount, is ANONYMOUS!"
>It is time.
>You both punch at the same time, forming a mirror image.
>Your fists are moving so fast, the air around them immolates.
>Then, your punches connect.
>The brofist to end all brofists.
>There's a massive explosion that thankfully doesn't create a black hole, and huge clouds of smoke obscure the two of you.
>The dust clears, and you are the only one left standing.
>Clononymous flies through the air, eventually landing square in the centre of the mirror you and RD set up earlier.
>The mirror absorbs the clone, and order is restored to the world once more.
>The glove and horseshoe, both blackened, took the brunt of the force, and crumble into dust.
>When they do, the crowd goes wild.
>Well, the crowd sans Twilight, who is just sitting there, open mouthed.
>You walk over to her, kneel down in front of her so you can look her in the eyes, and say;
"Why did you teach him telekinesis and not me?"