bronyartist25

Chapter 15: Never Hit a Lady Twilight walked the last few yards to her home, shivering at the cold wind that ruffled her mane. She opened the front door and walked into the familiar warmth. The room was dark and quiet, only the light of her magic cutting through the black. A wheezing squeak from beneath her hoof caught her attention as she crossed the room. "What?" she asked herself out loud. She lit a nearby candle and found that she had stepped on a rubber chicken. Looking through the dim gloom Twilight could make out the forms of five sleeping ponies. Smiling, she picked her way up the stairs to her bed where Spike was sitting. "