havetubawilltravel | It's About Time, Part 5

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Pinkie's having a darn good day. Such a good day that she's decided to go check on Twilight, whom she hasn't seen in a rather long time. Like in quite a few days' time.

"Tra la la la la la la!" she sings. The tune gets louder and louder as she bounces her way to the door of the Books and Branches.

"Gosh," she says, stepping over the threshold, "I haven't seen Twilight since the flowerpot incident! Hope she still isn't mad!" Curious, she makes her way inside.

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no_vampires_plz

All seems to be well in the library proper. When Pinkie gets to the upstairs living quarters... that's something else again.

The usually tidy room is strewn with papers and open books, and cluttered with easels on which various graphs are drawn. Every window is occupied by at least one high-powered telescope pointing toward the sky. And Twilight, sporting a white bandage just below her frizzed mane, is rapidly running from one instrument or graph to another, muttering to herself as she goes. "Off by point zero two from yesterday... carry the fifteen... negative azimuth on the fourteenth moon..."

"Hey, Pinkie," calls Spike from across the room, where he's enjoying what is almost certainly not his first tub of ice cream today.

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havetubawilltravel

"Uhhh..." Pinkie is wide-eyed to say the least. And a space cadet, to say the most. She quickly responds to Spike's question. "Twilight's really serious about finding out about that cool birthday present, isn't she?"

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no_vampires_plz

"Who cares, as long as I get to keep eating ice cream?" Spike scoops out another spoonful of Cherry Berry Bonanza. "Sorry, Future Spike."

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havetubawilltravel

Pinkie pops up beside Twilight. "Aaare you okay?"

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no_vampires_plz

"Ah, Pinkie. I'm glad you're here." Twilight pulls Pinkie over to one of the more complicated-looking telescopes. "Can you help me recalibrate the apertures on the nine-and-a-quarter catadioptric telescopes?"

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havetubawilltravel

"Sure!" Pinkie burbles. She's not gonna argue with the distracted pony at this point, but she pointedly isn't recalibrating anything.

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no_vampires_plz

Twilight doesn't seem to notice; she just walks off to check another telescope. "So I was thinking. After I came to see Madam Pinkie and the flowerpot landed on my head--see the bandage? Just like the bandage from the future..."

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havetubawilltravel

"Nice!" Pinkie's busy staring at the pretty sky, which is filled with pretty birds - telescopes are neat!

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no_vampires_plz

"I had an epiphany after that flowerpot," Twilight continues. "Doing things didn't work, not doing things didn't work, and I couldn't predict the future, either! So I only had one other choice..."

She leaps up to where the earth pony is standing and stares her straight in the face, her bleary, bloodshot eyes mere inches from Pinkie's.

"MONITOR. EVERYTHING."

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havetubawilltravel

..Oh crap. Even Pinkie recognizes what manic tension looks like. "Makes sense to me!" Her smile is edgy and she glances over toward Spike for more help - and he's too busy shoving ice cream down his throat to notice!

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no_vampires_plz

Fortunately for Pinkie, Twilight zips off as quickly as she arrived, staring into yet another telescope. "That way, no matter what happens in the future, I'll be ready! I thought I saw something last night in the Horsehead Nebula, but after staring at it for three straight hours, I realized I was wrong."

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havetubawilltravel

Somewhere between worried and afraid, Pinkie tilts her head and asks, "three hours? But when did you sleep?"

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no_vampires_plz

"Oh, I didn't sleep, I haven't slept since Future Twilight was here," Twilight babbles enthusiastically. "There are only three days left until next Tuesday, I can sleep all I want after that!"

That prompts a frown from Spike, even as he pulls the lid off another tub of ice cream. "You've been awake too long, Twilight..."

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 04:57 am (UTC)

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havetubawilltravel

"Yeah! Tuesday's not three days from now," Pinkie adds, "Tuesday's tomorrow!"

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 05:04 am (UTC)

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no_vampires_plz

What? No, it can't be--

POOF. Twilight teleports up to the ledge where Pinkie was standing a moment ago. "Pinkie, did you finish recalibrating the apertures on the nine-and-a-quarter inch catadioptric telescopes??"

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 05:07 am (UTC)

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havetubawilltravel

"...I have no idea!" At least she smiles when she says it.

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 05:10 am (UTC)

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no_vampires_plz

Twilight angles the telescope higher, and higher, and higher...

...and realizes that looking at the sun through a telescope is a really bad idea.

"AGH!" She pulls back with a cry of pain, clapping her forehoof to her face. "My eye!"

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 05:16 am (UTC)

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havetubawilltravel

Zip! Pinkie's suddenly digging around in the fireplace. "Don't worry, Twilight! I have eyepatches stashed all over Ponyville..." she rushes over to Twilight and helps her strap on one of them. "In case of eyepatch emergencies." Then she turns and grabs the full-length mirror and pushes it over. "There! Now you look like a pirate...a sleepy pirate, with a really weird mane cut."

Edited Date: 2012-07-23 05:19 am (UTC)

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no_vampires_plz

A very familiar sleepy pirate with a weird mane-cut, at that.

"The eyepatch..." Twilight blanches. "Another sign!"

She gallops over to a pile of books and reads a list on top of the pile. "Nearly all the signs have come true," she wails. "I haven't done a thing to prevent the catastrophe!"

Another gallop, this time over to a freestanding chalkboard filled with equations. Her mind is racing even faster than her hooves. "If Tuesday's tomorrow, and the disaster happens by Tuesday morning, then there's only one solution: I'll just have to...

"STOP. TIME."