Mysterion settled down next to Haley as everyone returned.
"Alright everyone, let us begin."
As Midnight worked on her potion to erase Hearths Warming. Three hidden spirits watched from above. The Spirit of Heart's Warming Past, Present and Future.
"Are we ready?" The Past Spirit pondered.
The other two nodded and left, leaving the past spirit to approach Midnight.
This spirit was a young fifteen year old girl with brown hair and hazel eyes, her hair was fashioned into two classical braids, she wore all red and green striped clothing, even the bow on the top of her head. She wore a white bow on the front of the red and green shirt.
Midnight was pouring another liquid into her bowl when she heard it.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Midnight looked around the room and panicked when she spotted the ghostly figure in the corner.
"Who are you?!"
"I am the Spirit of Hearths Warming Past." She said boldly.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to show you why you should NOT erase the holiday."
Midnight turned back to her bowl. "This must be some holiday prank, well i'm here to tell you that it is NOT funny." She said.
"Oh i can assure you, this is no trick." She pulled out a rope and lassoed it around Midnight, "We are not going to the past to learn about the holiday, we're going to learn about you."
She pulled Midnight along as they traveled to the past.
Once they arrived, Midnight saw a small little village.
"Now, first step is to look for you."
"Look for me?" Midnight laughed. "I'm already here!"
Haley sighed and untied Midnight, "Not the Present you, the you from the past." She looked up and noticed a small purple foal.
"Ah, there you are!"
Midnight looked up and saw her younger self.
"See? Not so angry now are you?" Haley sassed.
"I did not realize just how much i had grown.."
Haley giggled, "We all don't realize it until we see how we've changed."
"Why have you brought me here?" Midnight growled.
Haley took her to another location, a living room of some kind.
A Stallion and Mare, with a purple foal.
"Is that.."
"You?" Haley chuckled.
"Mother! Mother! Look!"
Midnight watched as her younger self ran up to a mare.
"Look Mother!"
The mare looked at the red and green heart. "Yes Midnight, it is quite...nice."
Young Midnight was upset of her mother's response.
"You don't like it?"
"Midnight, we are nightmares. Not Heros."
Young Midnight put away the heart and glared. "She's right."
Haley took Midnight back to the present.
