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Twilight transforms into some thing. More quick junk I drew for ATG.

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Twilight yawned and stretched in her bed. Nearly every muscle protested the movements, she felt stiff but not sore. “That’s what I get for dancing all night at the Grand Galloping Gala with Discord.” The biggest advantage to her bed’s height was proven as she flopped sideways, landing on her legs with practiced laziness.
 
Walking across her bedroom, the Princess of Friendship was a little annoyed that her muscles hadn’t freed up any, that it felt so hard to move. “Bath, that will fix this. A nice long soak in my tub.” She started walking for her en-suite bathroom when she began to pass her full-length mirror. “Silly Twilicane…” She stopped exactly ten steps passed the mirror and ran back to it, tripping at the last moment and falling in a heap.
 
Staring back at Twilight in the mirror, looking like it was dropped on the floor at the same angle as her, was the Twilicane. The grin was terrible, horrible; it was not the sort of grin anypony gave before breakfast. “Discord!” Though she bellowed, the Spirit of Chaos did not manifest. “I can’t believe this. Okay, good prank, if anypony needs me they can wait until after my bath.” As she got up and turned, she failed to see that the end-stone of the Twilicane—in the mirror—had been replaced by a fluffy pony tail.
 
Walking into the bathroom, she didn’t want to look in the mirror and see the practical joke again, so Twilight walked right to the bath and reached out with her hooves. “No time to be messing up with magic…” she muttered, turning the knobs of the bath on and then, without wanting to think about the mirror, climbed into the tub.
 
“Sweet Celestia, Luna, Cadance, and me; this is good…” Twilight sank into the hot water, letting it soak away the muscle stiffness. So relaxing was it that with a start she jerked back awake and was staring at the wall opposite. “Oh gosh, how long did I sleep?” Struggling a little, feeling her back legs still stiff, she pulled free of the water and landed with a flop on the floor. “What’s wrong with my… my… oh no. DISCORD!” Twilight bellowed the name now, anger shooting through her as she crawled to the vanity and, using her forelegs, pulled herself up. Behind the mare, her tail had gained a golden sheen, and looking she noticed her legs and hips getting the same.
 
Turning, fearing what she might see, Twilight looked in the mirror. Staring back was the Twilicane, but now the bottom end of it, about half the handle, looked like a purple pony body. Movement, then again, she watched as more of the body appeared in the mirror.
 
“Buck, oh buck buck buck!” Twilight watched as her own wings appeared in the mirror, slowly fading in, then her upper torso. “No no no!” She turned to run, to race for the door of her bedroom. Her forelegs stiffened up before she got out of her bathroom and she fell to the floor, unable to move. “Please, not my…” Instinct kicked in, Twilight’s horn lit and suddenly she wasn’t there.
 
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She appeared on the floor not ten feet away, in front of the floor-length mirror. Only now she wasn’t on the floor, she was in the mirror, staring at the Twilicane sitting on the floor of her bedroom. She bumped both forehooves on the glass, trying to break out of the mirror. It wasn’t a perfect copy, of course, even trapped Twilight couldn’t stop grinning at the world.
 
“Oh, THERE you are.” Discord appeared, picked up the cane from the floor. “I had wondered where you got to.” He twirled it in the air. He tipped his hat to nopony but, at the last moment, turned. “You stepped on my hoof six times, Twilight Sparkle. You can get out of the mirror in an hour, consider this your first dancing lesson.” With that, Discord disappeared.
 
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