Early the next morning, Zecora was in deep meditation when she opened one eye, and then the other, and casually walked over to her door and opened it, and then casually walked back to her meditation spot without saying a word.

Twilight, with a look of surprise, stood at the doorway with one hoof raised as if she was about to knock on the now open door. She stepped inside and started to ask, "How…?"

Zecora, who was back in her meditation position with her eyes closed, answered before Twilight could get anymore of her words out, "I sensed your presence with my inner sight…." Zecora's eyes suddenly opened wide in shock and stared slack jawed at Twilight, "Goddesses! Why do your eyes produce such light?!" she exclaimed.

"We found the Ark but Trixie opened it and I somehow absorbed Pandora's magic."

Seeing Zecora, who is normally unflappable in the face of the unknown become, well, flapped, was completely disconcerting to Twilight.

"This is not good and this is not supposed to be! Pandora's light was to grant wisdom and magic ability! Your eyes suggest that your power is out of whack, magic will burn through you and control you will lack."

Twilight felt a little skeptical, "I feel fine though. In fact I've never felt better. My thoughts have never been clearer, and magic has become easier."

Now it was Zecora's turn to look a little skeptical, "The desires of magic is something that starts slow, but soon the hunger for it will grow. The feeling it gives you, you start to crave, until eventually you become its slave. Within you is a spark that burns twice as strong, but beware for it will also burn only half as long. What we need to do is test your magic, before it becomes something tragic."

Zecora pulled a book from her shelf, and quickly flipped to the page she wanted. She then proceeded to pull a clear crystal attached to a string from a hook on the wall and showed it to Twilight, "This crystal will allow us to test your power, but the preparations will take about an hour."

Twilight looked at the page in the book Zecora had opened up to, and then looked at the crystal, "Perhaps I can speed this up a bit." Twilight's horn glowed and soon magic enveloped the crystal slowly transforming it from clear to a dark opaque. "There, that should do it."

Zecora just nodded in agreement, looking a little shocked at what just transpired. She held the crystal close to Twilight's face and slowly it started to glow a green light that within a few seconds became an intense brilliance. Zecora drew back the crystal with a puzzled look on her face, which Twilight read with some concern.

"Is that bad?" she asked.

Zecora shook her head no, "You have more magic than I ever before seen, but the fact that your magic is stable is what turns it green. Had the crystal turned red you see, it would have meant that it's burning through thee."

"So does that mean you don't know why my eyes are glowing?"

"It's a deep mystery, of that there is no doubt. It will take some time for me to figure it out."

The next morning, Pinkie Pie bounded into the library full of excitement, made a huge leap while spreading confetti and streamers and landing with a flourish. Just as she was about to shout out something she realized she was all alone. After a brief look of disappointment, she looked at the stairs to the second floor causing her face to brighten once again. She bounded up the stairs, made a huge leap once she reached the second floor, spreading confetti and streamers, and landing with a flourish only to once again realize that she was alone except for Owlowiscious who was sleeping on his perch. He briefly opened one eye to see what the commotion was and promptly closed it again. Pinkie sighed, and with a more serious look, climbed to the third floor living quarters. This time she decided to look to see if anyone was there. Twilight's bed was empty but Spike was still asleep in his bed with the covers pulled up over him. Pinkie decided to stand over him staring at him until he woke up.

And wake up he did, with a loud scream, "Pinkie! What the…what are you doing?!"

"Hi Spike! I'm so glad you are awake! Where's Twilight?"

Spike let out a sound of displeasure before answering, "In bed, probably trying to ignore you, like I'm going to try to do."

"No she's not." Pinkie replied in a sing-song voice.

Spike sat up suddenly, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and looked at the bed. Sure enough the bed was made and empty of any Twilight. "Hmm, she must have got an early start on the day. So she must be downstairs."

"Nope." replied Pinkie, "She's not on the second floor, she's not on the first floor, she's not at Sugarcube Corner, she's not a the Carousel Boutique, she's not at Sweet Apple Acres, she's not at…"

"Okay, okay!" groused Spike as he got up, "She might be in the basement in her workshop. Have you checked there?"

"Workshop? Yecch, who would want to buy work? Now if it was a funshop…"

"Pinkie!" shouted Spike, "It's where she works on her gadgets. You've been there before. Now come, we'll go see if she's there."

"Okay Mr. Grumpypants, you really are not a morning dragon, are you?"

As Spike moved towards the stairs, he looked at Pinkie and growled, and as they headed down the stairs, he said under his breath, "Nopony can be a morning anything with you around."

They headed into the basement, and sure enough, there was Twilight working away at her workbench. Before they could talk to her they noticed something that gave them pause. In one corner of her lab was a large donut shaped machine with a table, or perhaps it was some sort of bed, in front of it.

Spike approached Twilight somewhat cautiously, "Oh hi Twilight. You're up early I see."

Twilight smiled, but didn't look up, "Hi Spike, hi Pinkie. I never went to bed." Twilight then looked up, thinking before looking at her friends, "In fact, I haven't slept since the train ride back to Ponyville."