"Dr. Celeste was an attractive woman. She was tall, with creamy white skin, and her flowing blonde hair spun out behind her in waves, sparkling with pastel highlights.

The little girl in front of her confused her immensely, a sensation she was not used to. This little girl, no more than eight, appeared to be in perfect health, aside from the wheel chair. This facility was supposed to be for high-maintenance patients, those who had trouble fitting in at other medical facilities, and those who needed better equipment to begin getting better. Then again, as Celeste knew quite well, appearances could be deceiving.

The child had long brown hair, and pale skin, although her eyes appeared to be of foreign, possibly Asian, descent. Upon closer inspection of her eyes, they were gray with vivid violet flecks. The girl wore a pale purple coat with two short tails over a white collared shirt and tie, a purple skirt down to mid thigh, and thigh-high gray socks under sensible brown loafers.

"Yes, I am Dr. Celeste. How may I help you, miss?"

"Good, I was looking for you. My name is Twilight Sparkle, but the name on your roster would be Ell S. Park."

"Ahh, I've been told about you." Dr. Celeste smiled. This relatively normal, although clothed as if she were a stereotypical uptight and studious student, little girl in front of her was, in fact, diagnosed with schizophrenia, and lived in another world in her mind. "Is your mother here to sign you in? Do you need help with your chair?" Celeste smiled, flashing her pearly white teeth at the child.

"My mom is crying in the hallway, and I don't need the chair." The little girl returned the doctor's grin, and hopped out of the wheelchair, pirouetting gracefully despite her improper footwear.

"Besides your mother crying, I think that you are in fine shape. Would you like to sign yourself in, or have me or another doctor get her?" Celeste placed a clipboard on top of a counter that reached the standing girl's head.

"I'll sign myself in. I can't wait to meet everyone!" The small girl smiled again, and Celeste could tell it was genuine, then reached up and snatched the clipboard. She wrote her English name in neat cursive, then scribbled some runes next to it.

"Wonderful!" Celeste said, grinning once again. "Please come right this way, and we'll have Nurse Cheerilee take care of your mom. Does that sound good to you?"

"Perfect arrangement, Princ- erm, Doctor! Doctor, yes, Dr. Celeste. Not Princess Celestia at all. Nope, just Dr. Celeste. Sorry," Twilight whispered "sorry" again, but her excitement was still evident from her small smile. Her glowing eyes looked up at Celest from under her bangs.

"Well, come then," the good Doctor told the young schizophrenic. "It's time to meet everyone!" She rapidly pressed a button and murmured into a microphone too softly for even Twilight's sensitive hearing to pick it up, and took the young girl by the hand. "Lets go." Celeste's smile didn't mask the kind doctor's glee.

As the pair walked farther into LIMBO, they passed a young woman with wavy hair dyed in pink stripes. She had pale green eyes that glowed with kindness. She wore a white shirt with a purplish sash tied around her waist. Her jeans were tight, showing off her elegant legs, and she wore heeled woven sandals. Twilight noticed she wore a necklace with three smiling sunflowers. Smiling knowingly, she let Celeste tug her along into her new life.