https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SQTgG1y9lE

TOO SPOOKY!

(Although between you and me, I'd ship Eggman/Twilight over Timber/Twilight anyday. Egglight? Twiman? Twibotnik? Robotlight?)

Nah I'm just kidding, here's the first scene for this week's next upcoming chapter of A Journey Beyond Sanity! Enjoy the events that occur after the escapade of Fluttershy covering for Big Man for the Ponytones!

"I just don't get it..."

"Hm?" Spike perked up from his mopping the floor, noticing me pacing around a few feet away. "Don't get what?"

"Why Fluttershy didn't come to me," I admitted, frowning admist my movements, immediately doing a one-eighty walking during talking, "I could've helped her, advised her to overcome her stage fright, or something."

Yesterday, it was revealed to us, after Big Macintosh had lost his singing voice due to a turkey-calling competition, Fluttershy had been 'dubbing' his voice by singing behind stage while the farmer moved his mouth. Perhaps I should elaborate: basically, Rarity, Big Mac and two nameless ponies had formed a band a while back named the Ponytones. A barbershop quartet, which I approved of immediately; having grown fond of such style of music since playing BioShock Infinite.

Big Mac lost his voice, Fluttershy offered to dub him since she has the singing voice of an angel, as we had recently learned. But Fluttershy had stage fright, so she sung behind curtains instead of flat-out replacing Big Mac while he's unavailable. The ruse lasted for a good while, and we managed to convince Fluttershy to join in the band at the end after seeing just how passionate and enjoying herself she was, along with the crowd loving her performance.

So a barbershop... Whatever you call a band of five people. Or ponies.

Still, there was something about the whole event that bothered me. Not that I didn't manage to catch on to Big Mac's nervous rather-fearful looking expressions during their plays, nor that they didn't consider asking me to participate; I would've LOVED to join a barbershop.

But that Fluttershy handled this all on her own... Without seeking my help in any case. Not that she's dependable on others, oh no, she's perfectly capable of handling her own affairs.

But... Still...

"Maybe Fluttershy didn't want to bother you about it," Spike suggested, washing the wooden floor casually. "You know how she is; never wanting to burden others with her problems."

Which is honestly ridiculous. Fluttershy knew she can always come to me if there was anything wrong. The same applies to all our friends. "Maybe..." I muttered instead, unrelenting in my pacing.

"And besides," The dragon continued after a moment of whistling to himself, "You can't help everyone all the time, Star."

...Hm.

Fair point...

"You might be right..." I agreed quietly, finally coming to a halt, regarding the floor thoughtfully. What to do...

Perhaps some training might take my minds off things.

Within my mind, Sombra exhaled in exasperation. At last, you are sorting out your priorities! We must focus our efforts on this Tirek menace, not ponder about your own incompetence towards your comrades. Now let us depart.