The stallions hunched over cups of tea and biscotti, much as the mares, both parties chattering away. The boys talked about electricity(Current's specialty) and physics, among many other things. The mares talked about many subjects as well, including how good of a teacher Enoch was.
"So, what all did Enoch teach? How did he even get a job as a teacher at that school? I thought only Unicorns could get in?" Ditzy was saying. Twilight took a sip of her tea, then: "That's right; usually only Unicorns can teach. But, the Professor proved himself when a notice went out saying the School needed a teacher, to replace the one who died." She paused. "The nobles who applied before he did treated him with much scorn and laughed at him for even applying, you can imagine. 'A Pegasus, teaching Unicorns! The very idea,' they said." She(Twilight) laughed. "When the applicants were called into the testing room to show what they had to offer, the Professor was the last in line. Each applicant had exactly one hour to prove their mettle." She paused, taking a sip of her tea. "There were twelve applicants that day. Three took over an hour to make their point, four couldn't fill half of the hour, three had inaccurate information, one other actually met the requirements of the job, and the last one was the Professor." Twilight looked over her shoulder at the stallions. "Mr. Current over there was the other applicant, and they both had the exact same stuff. I'm not quite sure how the Professor won over."
Meanwhile. at the stallion's table...
"That is precisely why my system ought to be used instead of Direct Voltage's system. My alternating current is considerably safer. I can prove it to you. Would you like to come to my laboratory here in Canterlot? It's right over on West Mustang Road." Current was offering. Apparently, Current was as much a fan of Enoch's work as the Pegasus stallion was of his. "I would be delighted! Alas, I am only here in Canterlot for perhaps a week at most. I shall certainly set aside a few hours of a day to visit you. And I, in return, would like to offer you room and board if you are going Ponyville. You could see my workshop and my laboratory? Ah, I nearly forgot. Are you still in your room at the Hotel Canterlot?"
"No, unfortunately. I, ah, ran of money to keep it. I sleep at my laboratory now."
"What! This will not do! Mr. Current, I insist you stay with me at my house here in Canterlot. It's situated at 1529 East Mustang Road, and you can even see your laboratory from the porte cochere. Please, say you'll accept?"
"If you insist, Mr. Aurobolosai."
"Wonderful! I'l take you over straight away, get you a room." Enoch turned to Ditzy. "Miss Hooves? I'm going to take Mr. Current over to my house over on East Mustang. Is that okay? Do you remember the address?"
"The Professor is like a father to me. He's helped me and comforted me many times when I was a filly. For example, one instance, there was a terrible thunderstorm over Canterlot..."
16 years ago...
BOOM! CRACK! BAM! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Terrified, Twilight fell out of her bed, little legs desperately trying to run, to get away from the frightening thunder, but there was nowhere to go to. She was in Celestia's School, and, even though she had been there for quite some time, she had never been there during a thunderstorm. Frightened, the filly thought about using magic to soothe the storm, but she knew she didn't have the strength to do it. She couldn't go to her parents; even though they were in Canterlot, Twilight couldn't get out of the School alone, much less in a thunderstorm. Then, remembering Professor A's words, she decided to go where she could.
Outside Professor A's Room
A frantic knocking woke Enoch from his deep sleep. It wasn't a knocking so much as Mjolnir hitting the door. "Alright, alright, I'm coming! Keep your horseshoes on..." he grumbled. Pajamas rustling, he slid out of bed, shrugged into his bathrobe, and trundled to the door of his chamber to appease the furious knocking. "Who the hoof would be at my door at this time of night?" he yawned as he approached it. He reached the door, turned the handle, and opened the door to be greeted by the sight of... nothing. "P-professor?" A tiny voice called out, sounding terribly frightened. Surprised, Enoch looked left, then right, then down, and saw a tiny lavender filly standing on the threshold. "Can I c-come in? P-please?" "...Twilight? Why are... What are you doing up this late? Shouldn't you be in bed?"
"Please. Let me in?" Twilight asked, shaking. Seeing her shake, he knelt and scooped her into his forelegs, cradling her. "Of course you can come in." He said softly into the filly's little ear. "But why are you here?" He backed into the room and gently shut the door. He carried the shaking filly into the living room and set her down on the couch, sitting down next to her. She immediately leaned into his side. "I... I couldn't sleep. The storm scared me, and it woke me up. Please, can I stay here tonight? Please?"
"Ah. Yes, of course you can stay with me tonight. Let me get you a pillow and a blanket, and I'll fix you up on the couch here." He said, standing. "No!" Twilight yelped, jumping off the couch and clinging to his leg. "Can I sleep with you? I don't wanna be alone... I'm scared..." Sighing, he knelt yet again, giving her a comforting hug and a small smile. "If you wish, little Twilight." Twilight squee'd. He turned and made for the bedroom, filly-Twi in tow. The trip took about fifteen seconds. Once in the bedroom, he bent, picked filly-Twi up, set her on the bed, took off his bathrobe and slid under the covers, Twilight settling down under his head, next to his chest. Already nearly asleep, he wrapped a warm foreleg around the filly and pulled her tight. She, in turn, wrapped her hooves around the stallion's foreleg. Her shaking quickly subsided, and soon she too was sound asleep.
Back in real-time...
"Wow."
I wonder if Vinyl Scratch would make a rap battle?"
