Twilight: W-why she asked me to read this? And why in the name of her sister she asked to also a write an 500 words essay on this?

Spike: Uh, Twilight?

T: SPIKE!

S: Whoa!

T: G-GGET OUT!! NOW!!!!

S: Calm down! What's so special about that sto-

Twilight used her magic to lift and send the young dragon out of her bedroom.

S: Hey! What was that for?

T: SORRY SPIKE! BUT I..... Uh.... I WILL BE B-BUSY FOR.... A COUPLE OF HOURS!!! DO NOT DISTURB ME AT ANY TIME!!!!

S: B-but Twilight! We were supposed to...

T: BUSY.... BUSY... BUSYYY!!!!!!

Spike let out a defeated sigh and walked to the library, a frown on his face.

S: I'm sorry Twilight Velvet, she is... busy at the moment. It seems pretty serious.

Twilight Velvet: Oh? That's strange. She is usually so serious about schedules.

S: Yeah. I'm sorry. She received a huge scroll from Princess Celestia this morning. Seems to be a book of some sort. And she is supposed to give it a critic back to her.

Night Light: What kind of book?

S: I don't know. She is pretty secretive on the subject.

TV: Hmm.

S: I guess we'll have to wait another...

TV: What was the title on the cover?

S: Uh... let me think.... "Story of a Maid in Canterlot" I think.

TV: Oh my.

S: What?

NL: What do you think?

The old mare grinned.

TV: We better leave her alone with... the book then. Come on boys, let's go that bakery you told us about Spike. My treat.

S: Really? Sweet!

NL: Care to explain?

She whispered in his ear and he turned crimson.

S: Are you okay Night Light?

NL: Y-yeah. I.... just remembered how... um.... grew up our little Twilight became.

S: Huh?