Tempest walked down the hall of the Canterlot Hotel, looking around for Twilight. She had invited her over for some time together. Little did she know that Twilight was close by, very close. Not 30 minutes ago, Twilight was experimenting on a few spells and accidentally not only turned her into rubber, erasing her abilities to fly and use magic, it also shrunk her to the size of a filly toy. She had grabbed hold of Tempest’s leg when she passed and was walking by when a gust of wind blew her into this spot. All she could do was hang on and pray to Celestia that Tempest hadn’t eaten the bean buffet from the lobby.