Arcane Explosion Syndrome

by rxttencxrpse


Chapter 2: Need of a Remedy

"This stupid headache," Twilight ached putting a hoof to her forehead. The pain in her head has been throbbing since she returned from the hospital. Since the explosion at the Unity fair the days in between were a blur. "Spike can I get some water please?" she winced.

"Got it," he responded walking to the pitcher to pour some water. "Is there anything you want me to get you while the stores are still open Twi?"

"Can you get some ingredients for some soup, I've must have come down with a flu of some kind," she huffed as Spike passed over a cup of water.

"Alright will do, just don't hurt yourself while I'm away," he joked grabbing a basket by the door to head into town.

Twilight grabbed her notebook and quill with her magic, it slightly surged which caused the items to move a bit faster. As she placed the items down with a wincing gasp as the headache surged again. "Dammit," she cursed to herself. Despite how much it hurt sometimes to hold things with her magic she needed to write down her symptoms. Nothing about this was right.

Spike made his way into town to the market to grab some ingredients. "Spike!" called from a familiar white coated pony.

"Oh Rarity! Good to see you!" he responded to the mare.

"Is Twilight okay? Me and Sweetie Belle have been so worried about her since the accident!" she says.

He grabbed a few vegetables to put into his basket, "She is! We just got back from the hospital the other day, unfortunately she is saying she's feeling under the weather today. I figured I'd cook up something for her."

"Thank Celestia! Well she probably needs you right away and I need to do a few more things before dinner, I can come by tomorrow," she says as she waves goodbye to Spike as she rushes off to her errand.

Spike returns home as Twilight is back napping again. He goes to prepare the soup for Twilight. A letter appears from thin air and clunks to the floor. Twilight isn't awoken to that sound but Spike spins around. He picks up the letter from the floor, curious he opens the parchment himself:

Twilight,

I hope this finds you well. I hope you are still doing well and recovering. Though the issue regarding the stallion is becoming a touchier topic as the royal guard closes their investigation of this event. Some ponies are becoming aware of a phenomenon affecting unicorns that were victims of this event. This needs to be suppressed in some sort of manner as immediate as possible. I wish not to spread paranoia through our subjects so please find a way to address this.

From,

Celestia

Spike gulps, what phenomenon? He is unsure if it is related to what Twilight is going through. He rolls up the scroll again and places it on the counter and returns to cooking.