Long Lost Brother

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The following morning, Twilight walked into the Jade Dragon and found it void of any living creatures. The sounds of a knife against a cutting board and the sound of a hammer against gemstones sounded. The smell of cooking filled the air. Twilight smiled.

"Somepony's making his favorite Gem stroganoff" Twilight noted.

Twilight made her way upstairs before entering her old room and finding it covered with a small amount of dust.

"Dear Faust." Twilight coughed out, using her magic to conjure up several feather dusters and a small brush.

The dusters went to work on her room clearing away the dust on her bed, dressers and countless bookshelves. Meanwhile, Twilight went to personal work on clearing the dust on her figurines.

"Okay, what's wrong?" Spike said.

Twilight yelped, nearly dropping her figure of Master Rockhoof. Spike was standing in the doorway, and he looked concerned.

"Oh, hey, Spike, what's up?" Twilight said, resuming her cleaning.

"You're cleaning rather heavily," Spike replied, pushing aside a feather duster as it tried to clean his scales. "Like, cleaning away dust on your dolls with a paint brush. That usually means something is bothering you."

"Oh, Spike," Twilight sighed, setting down Master Rock Hoof and picking up Master Spitfire. "They aren't dolls, they're collectable figurines. And using a paint brush makes it easier to get every speck of..."

She paused, as Spike merely quirked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. Twilight sighed, putting down Spitfire.

"You are an evil brother, you know that?"

Spike shrugged and smiled. "It got you to stop, didn't it?"

"You know, you have no room to take about Action figures" Twilight replied.

"Okay," he shrugged, "So, you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

Twilight sat down on her bed. "Luna says I don't know what it means to be the Celestial Warrior... right after she said that she wants me to be a teacher?" Twilight chuckled darkly. "And I honestly thought I finally figured out who I was. If I'm not the Celestial Warrior, then who am I?"

Spike scratched his chin, thinking. Before he could speak, the bell to the front door rang. A customer.

"Hang on," Spike said, running downstairs with Twilight in pursuit. "Welcome to the Jade Dragon," Spike greeted. "Home to every book within the dragon's hoard?"

Standing in front of one of the bookshelves was a stallion wearing a wide rice hat as he read a book on Kung-Fu Masters. At first, he didn't seem to notice Spike or Twilight.

"My baby sister... She's a Kung-Fu master?" the stallion whispered, reading through the book before looking around. "Maybe this library will give me something on where she is."

Spike and Twilight exchanged a look, before Spike approached the stallion.

"Sir, can I help you?" Spike asked, causing the stallion to jump.

"Oh, yes. I think so," he replied, removing his hat and revealing a long blue mane around a horn. "I'm looking for my sister. And I think your books could give me a general idea on where she... is."

The unicorn and Twilight had locked eyes. And Twilight felt a memory stirring. She had seen this unicorn before. From her memories of the past. When she had lost her family to Sombra.

"How so?" Spike asked, knocking Twilight and the stallion out of their stare.

"Well..." the stallion stammered, glancing at Twilight again. "I... received a message. Said my sister was alive. But... it never specified where she was." He put the book back on its shelf. "It did say she was a Kung-Fu Master, so I've been traveling from school to school to see if I could find her."

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