A/N: Hey everyone, this is the first story I'm actually publishing! :D Do note that I have my OC in here and I am using the original characters. All things stated here are entirely a fanfic so have fun reading it!

It was hot again. It never seemed to end, the clouds refused to appear, or even form. " Why don't we have rain right now?" I asked as my blue-pink mane was waving to the slow drift of the wind as it flew in front of my snout. I tucked my hair into a ponytail before it got into my eyes as I glanced at an orange pegasus. "I'm not the one who decides the weather Silver Night, i just do as i'm told." The pegasus sneered as she took the last bite off her hay sandwich. " Blaze, you're job is to TELL people not to produce rain clouds, see the irony in that?"I giggled as I took out 20 bits from my bag and left it on the table and prepared to leave.

It took me some time to adjust to this new found life. I mean that, when my mother passed away, I did'nt know what I wanted to do in life anymore. With a cutie mark of a video game console? Its not exactly something to put on your resume for a teacher. I had to deal with this for a month now. I still cant get over the fact that I have nothing better to do in my life other than live.

I can still remember her whispering Sylvia in my ear. "I'll call her Silver for short. Do you like Sylvia Marie Night? Silver Night? Both? So be it my dear." I remember her say. An unknown sickness destroyed her inside but she stayed strong. If I could I have my mother here and now, I would'nt hesitate to bring her back.

Blaze and I giggled and talked as we trotted over to 'Lucky Lodges'. "Home sweet home!" I sighed as I unlocked the wooden door. I dropped my things on the couch and then plopped myself on it and turned on the television. It blasted some earth pony finding a magical charm. "Lame. Is'nt there anything else better here in Manehattan? Its getting boringer everyday."
'Boringer?'
'Its my own word.'
Blaze nodded in confusion as she headed towards her room. I stared blankly at the small television. What was so different about this television? The other day, Blaze and I passed by Zecora's voodoo shop. I just wanted some flowers for my mantle when she started hyping about this television.

"This television hides a good trick, the channel is yours to pick, and if you have ever been to this place, i'd rather stay here, than in that race." Zecora spoke. Her impulse rhymes are always astounding. But that television was smaller than the one we already have, but why insist? Zecora let us keep it for free as long as we "keep the creatures away". I don't understand what that means but Blaze was already talking some pow wow to Zecora. Along with their secret conversation, Zecora passed her a big bag and some purple thingies. The only OTHER condition was that we get her some poison joke.

Dealing with the poison joke was fine but the small television bothered me. In my final attempt to find a decent channel, I gave up and turned on the computer and started doing what I do best: Play videogames. In the process, it was silent until I heard the television turning on for a few moments and off again. Probably Blaze hoping to find some decent channels.I thought to myself as I continued with my game,

Night fell, it meant that it was time to do my shopping. I turned off the computer and knocked on Blaze's door and called "Blaze, we gotta get to work!". A few moments of silence passed and I heard no reply so I knocked again. "Blaaaaazzzee..." I still did'nt hear anything so I opened the door. It was dark, but I was accustomed to this friend and I realised that Blaze was not around. I could have sworn that she did'nt leave the house. There was a faint glow emmiting from underneath her bed. Curiosity swept over me and I was tempted to look underneath. The glow was a dark purple and light purple. It kept changing shades. I did'nt know what to do about this odd glow. I decided to confront Blaze eventually when she gets home. Looking over at the phone, I picked it up and dialled my sister's number.

'Hello, this is Black Night, who am I speaking to?'

' B, its Sil'

'Sil! I have'nt talked to you in ages. How have you been?'

'Good. I just wanna ask for some elderly advice.'

' Sil, I'm just 4 years older than you, anyway what did you want?'

' Blaze is'nt here for some reason and there is this purple glowing under her bed.'

' Purple?!'

'Yeah, and I swear she didn't leave the house

'Did you hear the TV turn on?'

'Yeah...'

' She should've been back by now! Ah shit! What the hell am I going to do? Better call up Axton. But she doesn't know yet...'

' Umm...B?'

' I have to go. I want you to read that book on the top shelf in your room. The one I told you to never read. Now's the time you know Sylvie, get Blaze to tell you everything once she comes back.'

' Bye?'

Beep, beep, beep.

I was confused. What was so shocking about that television and the purple glow? How did they connect? And why was Black using such language? Isn't it banned from Equestria? I decided that there was no time to lose and ran over to my bookshelf. I pulled that book out of my shelf and flipped though its pages. I was expecting some sort of surprise, pehaps even a practical joke. It couldn't be. This situation seemed too serious now to become a joke. As I kept flipping the pages, I realised it might have been a practical joke after all. What kind of sick joke is this? The book was entirely blank. There were only 7 pages with text on them and the 'text' was a giant letter. "P-A-N-D-O-R-A. Pandora? What is a Pandora?" I asked myself, next thing I knew the bookshelf was rotating and a small but spacious room was revealed. A purple portal was glistening in the end and a small stack of equipment lay on a table.