Transcripts/Forgotten Friendship

LMB theme song
LMB song: We've Come so Far
:[Stanza 1]
:Back in the day, I used to walk these halls
:Acting tough, but all alone
:I needed a friend to lend me a helping hand
:I couldn't do it on my own
:[Reff]
:We've come so far together
:Got memories to treasure
:I look at you, stories come back to life
:And if I need reminding
:I know where I can find you
:In these pages, you'll last forever
:[Stanza 2]
:Remember when I lost the crown?
:You didn't leave me out in the rain
:We still had songs to sing, magic transforming
:Special in every way, the gems chose us by name
:[back to Reff]
:Forever! Forever!
:In these pages, you'll last forever
:[bump]
:Roman and Lester: Oof!
:[papers flapping]
:Lester: Excuse me.
:Roman: I'm sorry. I didn't see you come in.
:Lester: I've been here for a while.
:Roman: I didn't realize.
:Lester: I've been trying to get your attention for, like, half the song.
:Dennis: [softly] Ain't she a quiet one?
:Jason: Yeah. And we know some pretty shy people. Am I right?
:Vincent: We do? Who?
:Roman: I'm Roman, Roman Rosalina. The Queen of the Canterlot Presidential Yearbook Committee, representing Sunset Shimmer and Seborga High School. Do you want to join? We could always use extra help.
:Lester: I'm Lester, Lester Amanda. It feels like we are in the same campus. Seborga High?
:Roman: Yes.
:Lester: I've been on the Yearbook Committee all year.
:Roman: Oh! Um...
:Lester: Back in the school days, we were met in twelfth-grade Society.
:Roman: And... I was... saying it was nice to meet you then. You didn't let me finish.
:Lester: Anyway, I counted up all the votes for the yearbook Superlatives.
:Luna and the Petrovburg Heroes: [clamoring]
:Roman: [reading] Most Likely to Succeed, Best Smile, Class Clown. [gasp] Ooh! They won "Best Friends"! – Celestia, Dennis, Jason, Luna, Martin, Tobias, and Vincent!
:Celestia: Although you are not a part of the Petrovburg Heroes, I always knew I liked you all, but now it's official! In yearbook form! The people have spoken!
:Luna: Oh, good for Bellvania. He won "Most Likely to Invent Cold Fusion". Not a reason to be jealous. Pfft! I'm not! [laughs]
:Vincent: Don't worry, Luna. We know you're a genius.
:Jason: Besides, it's just the yearbook.
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [gasp]
:Roman: Just the yearbook?!
:Dennis: [groans] Now ya gone and done it!
:Roman: As the permanent female student of Seborga High, the presidential civilians have entrusted me with the responsibility of gathering their memories into the pages of this book. In thirty years, we might not remember everything, but we will remember what's in the yearbook.
:Jason: Well, I'm entrusting you not to put us next to "Best Muscles". Every time you close the book, it'll be like we're playing with Brother Trixie!
:Tobias: Oh. Uh, why don't we take our picture at Norway Bay on Saturday? Everything about Norway are so adorable.
:Celestia: Norway's Day! I'll make my world-famous fun-in-the-sun cupcakes. [whispers to Vincent] The secret ingredient is edible sunscreen! It's SPF fun-hundred!
:Vincent: Yecch!
:[door opens]
:Cecil Lulamoon: The Great and Powerful Cecil demands to speak to the yearbook editor immediately!
:Roman: Unfortunately, that's me. What do you want, Cecil?
:Cecil Lulamoon: Ha! Just as I suspected! I was not voted "Greatest and Most Powerfullest"! Explain yourself!
:Roman: How should I put this? You didn't win "Greatest and Most Powerful" because it wasn't one of the Superlatives.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Hmm. Neither was "Biggest Meanie", but that didn't stop you from winning it our freshman year.
:Dennis: That was different, Princess Cecil. Our presidential university was voted for her.
:Cecil Lulamoon: She was soooooooo mean.
:Luna: Of course, Princess Roman. We all know you've earned the right not to be remembered that way.
:Roman: Thank you, boy. [to Cecil] We're not having a "Greatest and Powerfullest" Superlative. Sorry.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Oh, you're the one who'll be sorry, Roman! When you least expect it, I'll have my revenge, and then I'll disappear! Like this! Behold! The Magician's Exit!
:[poof!]
:Roman and the Petrovburg Heroes: [cough]
:[door handle jiggling]
:Roman: Allow me. We were actually on our way out.
:[door unlocks]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Hmph!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [laughing]
:Lester: I'll just finish up—
:Roman: Ooh. Forgot to turn off the lights.
:Lester: —in the dark.
:[in the Sunset Shimmer House]
:Roman: [voiceover] Dear Handsome Luna,
:I thought I'd be happy to hear that you and your Friheten friends were voted "Best Friends" in the yearbook today. After all, if they hadn't forgiven me, I'd still be the arrogant student like I was when I joined Seborga High. By the way, you gave me the second chance I didn't deserve, and I'll never forget it.
:Your rival girl, Roman Rosalina.
:[magic noises]
:Norway's Day – May 17, 2020
:[beachgoers chattering]
:[click]
:[drone beeping]
:Luna: Hmmm... group picture, practice run by Scientist Vladimir Vernadsky, attempt seven – success! Oh, no! [grunting] Your eyes do not deceive you. I finally invented a selfie-sensing camera. It hovers into position whenever it detects a selfie opportunity. [grunts]
:Dennis: I prefer to take selfies myself... ie.
:Tobias: Which beach blanket should we use for the photograph?
:Jason: You mean the white one? Or the white one?
:Tobias: [gasps] This is toasted oat and linen lamb's wool. Eggshell, warm frost, pale nimbus, and... Well, that one is white, I suppose.
:Jason: Yeah. That's the one I was talking about.
:[wind blowing]
:[waves rushing in]
:Spike: Don't worry, Lady Toby! I got it!
:Celestia: No, I got it! I got it!
:Spike: Nuh-uh! I got it! I got it!
:Spike and Celestia: [yell] I don't got it.
:[filtered breathing]
:Celestia: [gasps] Ocean monster! Ocean monster!
:Spike: [yells]
:Vincent: Quincy the Fluttershy sea turtle says the tide's coming in. We should take the picture soon or risk having damp ankles. Oh, she's so thoughtful.
:Tobias: Ick.
:[drone beeping]
:Tobias: Mwah!
:Roman: Oh, Luna, you got the Selfie Sensor working?
:[hovering and beeping]
:Roman: O... kay. So, who's ready to take a "Best Friends" picture?
:[beat]
:Roman: Uh-oh. What did I do?
:[beat]
:Roman: Should we do it now, or... did you wanna swim first? How's the water?
:Dennis: Princess Roman? Askin' to be in our "Best Friends" picture? Heh. Now I've heard it all.
:Roman: Am I missing the joke here?
:Tobias: The only joke is whatever this is you're playing on us, acting all nice like you're our friend.
:Vincent: By the fidelity, it's not funny!
:Jason: Because you are so chic, princess.
:Dennis: And we ain't friends anymore!
:Roman: Wait. What?!
:Dennis: You got applesauce in your ears? I said, we ain't fr— Whoa!
:Roman: You sure can.
:Celestia: [squee]
:Luna: I'm so sorry, princess...
:[minds open]
:[Roman]: These Friheten friends are here to bring me 'round...
:[minds closed]
:Roman: [gasps] It's like I've been... erased! [to herself] This has to be a bad dream. Wake up, Roman! Wake up!
:[poink!]
:Roman: Ow!
:Celestia: Nope. You're awake. Ow! [giggles] Me, too! [giggles]
:Roman: [to Vincent] What about you?
:[speed-skate zooming]
:[screeching]
:Roman: No, Vincent! You were defeated me in that speed-skating race!
:Vincent: What are you talking about?
:Roman: I can see your memories, and I'm not in them!
:Dennis: And exactly how is it you can see our memories, if you don't mind me askin'?
:Roman: With this!
:Tobias: Oh, pfft! It's obviously a cheap knockoff of ours.
:Roman: We got them together. You were there, remember?
:Vincent: Why is she still talking to us?
:Roman: Celestia, what about when you lend your hand to me when I was defeated by Luna in the Miracle Contest?
:Celestia: Ha! The closest you've ever come to a party of mine is freshman year, when you pretended to be Dennis and texted me, "Your party is lamer than a hungry duck in snow boots."
:Dennis: Like I'd ever say that.
:Celestia: It really hurt my feelings.
:Vincent: And it wasn't very nice to the ducks, either.
:Roman: That was a long time ago. [to Luna] Luna, do you remember me as your rival girl, right? We've been through so much together. Please...
:Luna: First, you stole my moon sphere from my house. Second, you were intentionally reported to Captain Tony as if I was destroyed the auditorium so that I have been immediately disqualified from the Miracle Contest. Third, you were destroyed my moon sphere and transformed yourself into Princess Aulia. And last, you had an evil plan to beat me at the Games and yelled at me at the same event.
:Roman: Doesn't anyone remember that I've changed?!
:[beat]
:Roman: Maybe not anyone. I'll be right back!
:Tobias: Never come back here!
:[in Canterlot Presidential courtyard]
:Roman: [sighs] Please, Luna, this is gonna sound crazy, but... are we friends? Am I... nice? Please answer...
:Luna: [voiceover] Don't worry, Princess Roman. I'm still your friend, although we are rival.
:Roman: [sighs]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [voiceover] Are you okay, princess? What's going on?
:Roman: [voiceover] Kinda hard to explain. Might be easier in person. Well, not "person", so to speak...
:[warbling]
:[zapping]
:Roman: Sergey!
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Welcome to the Petrovburg Embassy Office, Princess Roman.
:Roman: Aah! Oops! [laughs] I was trying to hug you.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: So, what's been happening?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: It's so bad, princess. It's way beyond anything I've ever heard of. Although...
:Roman: What?!
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: I just had an idea. But you might not like it.
:Roman: I'll do anything to get my friends back, especially my rival boy – Luna.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: There is one staff who might be able to help, but I don't know if you want to see each other.
:Roman: Who? ...Oh.
:[doors open]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: So, Mrs. Finn... [nervous laugh] You'll never guess who's back! Actually, maybe you can guess, 'cause she's right here. But, um...
:[beat]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [whispering to Roman] Am I helping?
:Roman: [sighs] Mrs. Finn, the last time we saw each other, I was your student who betrayed and abandoned you.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [whispering] I wouldn't have said it that way. [clears throat] What you means to say is...
:Roman: I mean that I come before you a changed civilian, humbly asking for forgiveness, guidance, and knowledge.
:[tense music]
:Roman: Or I can just go, and you never have to see me again.
:Princess Finlandia: I've missed you, Roman.
:Roman: I... I'm so sorry, ma'am.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [squee]
:Princess Finlandia: I am not familiar with the exact spell that could have erased my Petrovburg Heroes' memories, especially my son – Luna. But it sounds like Princess Aulia is at a regime in our republic.
:Princess Moravia: Hmm. Indeed. The toiling of such a chic enchantment could portend unimaginable catastrophe if left unchecked.
:Roman: [stifles giggle]
:[slap!]
:Roman: Sorry, Miss Moravia. I'm just used to hearing you say no students parking in the faculty lot. Heh-heh.
:Princess Moravia: This "faculty lot" you speak of sounds like a palace of great power.
:Roman and Sergey: [giggle]
:Princess Finlandia: The answers you seek are in the Embassy Library.
:[in the Embassy Library]
:Roman: There's over a million books in here.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: I wish! But don't worry. You're looking at somebody who knows this place like the back of their hoof. [to Princess Finlandia] Where are you going, ma'am?
:Princess Finlandia: To the restricted section.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: There's a... a reh... a reh... a reh... [hyperventilating]
:Roman: Breathe, Sergey.
:[clank!]
:[door opening]
:[silence]
:[bats squeaking]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [prolonged gasp] Oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh! So many books all unread! Ancient historical artifacts! [gasps] I just... I thought...! I can't...! [wheezes]
:Roman: You sure you're up for helping me go through all this stuff?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Don't take this away from me!
:Princess Finlandia: I should warn you, however. The archives' mechanical catalog has not been... well-maintained.
:[cranking]
:Roman: [coughing]
:[machine falling apart]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Guess we'll have to read everything! C'mon! No way! Can you believe they have Petersburg Cantabile Volume Thirty-One? You heard me! Thirty-One! Roman, that's when it gets good! [gasps] Over here! An original Windigo Weather Warning from the pre-Petrovburg era! Astaghfirullah! I can't! I just can't!
:Roman and Princess Finlandia: [laugh]
:Roman: [yawning, tiredly] Did you know, Chancellor Zhukov tried to pass a law mandating Earth humans drink carrot juice at every meal? I do. Know that now.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Awww. Sounds like you got to read all the fun books. [yawns] We should probably take a break from looking—
:Roman: [sighs]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Because I found something! You're familiar with The Seven Trials of Oda Nobunaga?
:Roman: Obviously. Why?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Well, first of all, these date back to before the founding of our Petrovburg. Look at this.
:Roman: "Memory Sponge". That sounds promising.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: It belonged to an evil sorceress who was practically invincible. With the curse of Memory Sponge, she could erase any memory from anybody. Even fragments of memories.
:Roman: Fragments like... memories of me being nice?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Mm-hmm. Mr. Nobunaga knew the sorceress had to be stopped and that sponge destroyed, so he chased her across land and sea. But every time he got close, the sorceress would erase his memory and escape. But he kept finding her.
:Roman: How?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: These scraps of parchment. He secretly wrote everything down so he'd know what had happened and where to go next. Like a trail of bread crumbs.
:Roman: Clever! Ohhhh. Nobuna— Yeah, got it. What happened on the other side of this portal?
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: The last page is missing. Mr. Nobunaga must've hid it to keep anybody else from finding Memory Sponge. princess, what if Memory Sponge ended up in our republic?
:Roman: And someone is using it to make everyone hate me again?
:Sergey and Roman: But, who?
:[back in Norway Bay]
:Celestia: We’ve been out here a while. Time to reapply!
:[squishing]
:Luna: I've been thinking... Should we be worried about Princess Roman?
:Cecil Lulamoon: Yeah! Worried she comes back, Luna! I think it's a shame the way she's treating you, pretending to be your friend. She's obviously up to something. Roman thinks the whole campus exists just to serve her. [snaps, to Snips and Snails] Water, please! [to the Petrovburg Heroes] Do you know, Frihetens, seeing as how that the princess of Sunset Shimmer seems to be having a little identity crisis, I believe that means the chairman takes over. And, why... [gasps] that's you, Toby!
:Tobias: If this is your way of asking to be made "The Greatest and Most Powerful", the answer is no! And didn't we have this conversation yesterday? I can't quite remember.
:Dennis: Uh...
:Vincent: Hmmm...
:Cecil Lulamoon: Maybe we did, maybe we didn't. Memory is such a fickle thing. You never know when you'll forget something important. Like how Great and Powerful I am, which is why I need to be in the yearbook!
:Tobias: [groans] I'll think about it.
:Cecil Lulamoon: That's all I ask.
:[back in the Petrovburg Embassy in Equestria]
:Roman: I should be getting back to the republic. Maybe I can convince Luna and his Friheten friends I'm telling the truth, now that I know what we're looking for.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Memory Sponge. I'll stay here and search the restricted section top to bottom until I find a way to get Luna and his friends' memories back.
:Roman: If that's even possible.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Oh, it's possible. Even if I have to reorganize the whole library by subject. Or maybe chronologically! Oh! And fix the broken catalog machine— [clears throat] I'll figure it out.
:Roman: Thank you. Both of you.
:Princess Finlandia: This is quite a contrast from the last time we parted ways. But you are not that way anymore. With every choice you make, you prove yourself to possess a kind heart.
:Roman: I guess I had a good lecturer.
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: Yes. You were a good student since you moved to Seborga High School.
:Roman and Sergey: [laugh]
:Princess Finlandia: [angry with Roman] Are you saying I wasn't a good lecturer?!
:Roman: Oh, no! I wasn't—! I mean, what I meant—! I didn't sa—!
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: She didn't say that, ma'am!
:Princess Finlandia: [laughs]
:Roman and Sergey: [join in laughter]
:Roman: Has Mrs. Finn a sense of humor? Looks like I'm not the only one who's changed.
:Roman, Princess Finlandia, and Sergey: [laugh]
:[back in Norway Bay]
:Jason: [sooth voice] It's been a grueling afternoon, but here we are: the final match! Next point wins! A hush falls over the crowd of ten thousand fans.
:[drone beeping]
:Luna: Go ahead, Solvedos!
:Jason: I'm not holding back this time!
:Vincent: That's what I'm afraid of. [squeals]
:Celestia: Bring it on, Jason! You and Lady Toby just bought your team a one-way ticket on the express train to You're Going Down!
:Jason: Ooh. Nice game face, Tia.
:Celestia: Thanks! I've been practicing all day. Isn't that right, little baby camera?! You're in my house now!
:[drone beeping]
:Spike: [growls]
:Tobias: [laughs] Somebody's jealous.
:Spike: Please! Call me when the flying can opener learns how to fetch.
:[hovering and beeping]
:Spike: You are the worst!
:[hovering and beeping]
:Spike: [chowing down]
:Jason [grunts]
:Vincent: [squeals]
:Celestia: [grunts]
:Jason: [grunts]
:Roman: [panting] Great news, guys! I figured it out. Someone's erased your memory with Aulia's curse magic! You don't remember, but we're still friends!
:[beat]
:Roman: This is Memory Sponge. Do you recognize it?
:[beat]
:Roman: Ugh. Right. Guess not. But look. See? This is proof! We are friends!
:Luna and the Petrovburg Heroes: Ehh...
:Cecil Lulamoon: Oh, please, Frihetens. This is the same girl who made flawless fake photos as if Luna destroyed the auditorium himself.
:Roman: Yeah, wait a minute! Is this supposed to be me making such a ridiculous face? Ha! I'd never fake a face like that! Preposterous! Fake, I say!
:Cecil Lulamoon: [cackles] My work here is done. Cecil's out!
:[poof]
:Cecil Lulamoon: And don't forget, Tobias! You promised to put me in the yearbook!
:Roman: Wait! You did what? [grunts]
:[crunch]
:[drone beeps, fizzles]
:Luna: [gasps] Astaghfirullahal-adziim...
:Roman: It was an accident. Don't worry, Luna, I can help fix it.
:Luna: It's okay, princess. I'm very sure you've helped enough.
:Monday – May 19, 2020
:[locker door closes]
:[students whispering and gossiping]
:[bump]
:Roman: I don't want your lunch money! I'm not mean! Got it?! I'm no longer mean!
:[locker door slams]
:Cecil Lulamoon: [yelps]
:Roman: So... here we are.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Here we do are.
:[intense showdown music]
:Cecil Lulamoon: You really want to do this here in the hallway in front of everyone?
:Roman: Up to you!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Behold! Canterlot Presidentials' Greatest and Powerfullest civilians! If a seven-scale mock up doesn't convince you, I don't know what will.
:Roman: Damn you, Cecil! Where's Memory Sponge?! You turned Luna and his Friheten friends against me just because I wouldn't put you in the yearbook as the Greatest and Powerfullest?! "Powerfullest" isn't even a word!
:Cecil Lulamoon: What are you talking about?
:Roman: It's not a word.
:Cecil Lulamoon: No. What Memory Sponge?
:Roman: The one you used to erase everyone's memory! You manipulative... chic!
:Cecil Lulamoon: A sponge that could make everyone forget all the bad tricks I've done...? Which is no tricks. Your puny rock pales in comparison to the Great and Powerful Cecil!
:Roman: I don't believe it. You have no idea what I'm talking about.
:Cecil Lulamoon: I... don't. Sorry.
:Roman: [groans]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Did somebody really erase everyone's memories of you?
:Roman: Mm-hmm.
:Cecil Lulamoon: And even though we all know you're the Biggest Meanie, you're saying you're not mean anymore?
:Roman: It's complicated.
:Cecil Lulamoon: So you have this idea of who you're supposed to be, but no one at campus sees you that way. Is that it? Trust me. I get it.
:Roman: Ha. I can't believe the only person who believes me is the one I called a manipulative chic. Sorry.
:Cecil Lulamoon: I took it as a compliment. Let me help you find that curse sponge.
:Roman: What's in it for you?
:[beat]
:Roman: No way. Absolutely not!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Well, if you'd rather go on being the Biggest Meanie, that's fine by me.'''
:[back in Petrovburg Embassy in Equestria]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: I've looked everywhere! Why can't I find the missing pages? I've always been good to you, presidential library!
:[thud]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [gasps] This is it! The last piece was in a secret compartment! Mr. Nobunaga buried that sponge! This rock formation must be somewhere in the other world. But it doesn't say how to get your memories back. [gasps, reading] "Perhaps if I had destroyed the sponge right away, some of my memories could have returned. But when the sun sets by the third day after a memory has been taken, it is erased forever."
:Princess Finlandia: Sergey, you must warn Roman at once.
:[back in Canterlot Presidentials]
:Roman: So, where should we start... bestie?
:Cecil Lulamoon: How about with what I call you? I'm thinking the Great and Powerful Cecil's— Pretty Decent Assistant-Detective-Helper Person.
:[suspenseful music]
:[civilians conversing]
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [laughing and talking]
:Cecil Lulamoon: A presidential cafeteria full of suspects, two detectives, and only one Memory Sponge. Seems impossible, but so does pulling a rabbit out of a hat, and I do that all the time. Let's talk motive. Who here hates you enough to erase everyone's good memories of you?
:Roman: If you go back far enough... everyone. [sighs]
:Cecil Lulamoon: [writing] Known enemies: all.
:[in Canterlot Presidential polyclinic center]
:[door opening]
:Nurse Dennis: A-A-Assalamu-alaikum, ladies. Y-You feeling okay?
:Cecil Lulamoon: That depends on how well you answer my questions, miss. Has anyone come in complaining of memory problems in the last few weeks?
:Nurse Dennis: Not that I can recall...
:Cecil Lulamoon: You can't recall? [gasps, to Roman] We're too late!
:[keys clacking]
:Bellvania: Aah! Will you accept a half-chewed carrot stick?
:Roman: What? Ew! I told you I don't want your lunch money, and I definitely don't want your lunch.
:Cecil Lulamoon: [munching] Speak for yourself. Mmm, thanks. Word around campus is you know a lot about erasing memory.
:Bellvania: I erased a ton of memory just this morning.
:Roman: You did, Ben?!
:Bellvania: Four terabytes of quantel-accelerflex memory to be precise.
:[beat]
:Bellvania: How come no one's ever impressed by that?
:[]
:Roman: Via, is there anything you can tell us about it? Anything at all?
:Moravia: I can't tell much from a drawing.
:Roman: Okay.
:Moravia: Only that it's felicity-intrusive igneous, granular in texture, most likely arranged in a granular matrix, with scattered biotech mica and amphibious, at least sixty-five percent alkali feldspar by volume, with a melting point of twelve-fifty centigrade, plus or minus ten degrees. Sorry I couldn't be more helpful.
:[]
:[]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Sure, it seems like we've only come up with dead ends. But I mean, it could be worse?
:Roman: [sighs] It's worse.
:[outside Canterlot Presidentials]
:Luna: Good as new! Best Friends yearbook group picture – The Friheten Seven. Especially my dear girlfriend, Princess Martin!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: Best friends!
:[back inside of campus]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Oh, stop looking at that. You're just going to wind yourself up. You can't think if you're wound up. Oh, think me, Roman.
:Roman: I wanted to come in here and see who we're missing. [sighs] But we've talked to everyone, A to Z.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Wait. "Not pictured: Lester Amanda". Who's Lester?
:Lester: I'm right here, you know.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Uh, who are you?
:Lester: Lester Amanda. I've known you since twelfth grade.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Ahh! I remember twelfth grade. Not you specifically, but what a grade it was. The Great and Powerful Sesssil debuted her disappearing frog trick. You know, a lot of people don't realize how much work goes into raising tadpoles. You really have to coddle them... [trails off]
:[buzzes]
:Sergey the Twilight Sparkle: [voiceover] Princess Roman, we think Memory Sponge was buried under this rock formation. And if we don't destroy Memory Sponge by the time the sun sets today, all those memories will be erased forever. And Princess Aulia will be most pleased in thinking that her curse magic works perfectly.
:Roman: How am I supposed to find a rock formation that looks... like... that rock formation?! That'll work.
:[click]
:Roman: Can I ask a silly question, Lester? Where did you take that lovely photograph?
:Lester: Oh. That's my garden. Well, Seborga High's garden, technically. I'm the queen of the gardening club. I founded it, too. I'm also the only member. And the only one who's ever been to the garden. Or seen it. Or even asked about it.
:Cecil Lulamoon: You're not really into other people, huh?
:Lester: I was maybe going to add this picture somewhere in the yearbook. What do you think?
:Cecil Lulamoon: Sorry, Roman doesn't let anyone put things in her yearbook. No matter how much they deserve them.
:Roman: No way! You should do that, Lester. Uh, so don't let us keep you from working on it.
:Cecil Lulamoon: What?! The Great and Powerful Cecil is... annoyed and insulted!
:[keyboard clacking]
:Lester: What are you...?
:[students conversing]
:[bushes rustling]
:[music]
:Dennis: That was different. Seborga High was voted for her.
:Celestia: She was soooooooo mean.
:Luna: Of course, we all know you've earned the right not to be remembered that way.
:[]
:Lester: [sighs] Why should you notice me? After all, you're Roman Rosalina. Everybody loves you now. [sighs] Why can't they see you haven't changed?
:[magic noises]
:Luna: Mmm...
:Celestia: [snores]
:Dennis: [sighs]
:Opalescence: [yowls]
:[magic noises]
:Roman: You erased everyone's memories?
:Lester: Uh... yes.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Wait. Who are you again?
LMB song: Invisible
:[Stanza 1]
:You don't see me fitting in
:I'm sitting here alone
:Right beside my shadow
:Always on my own
:If I could share my wildest dreams
:Maybe they would see
:I'm more than just a wallflower
:There's so much more to me
:[Reff 1]
:I'm invisible, invisible
:A droplet in the mist
:Invisible, invisible
:It's like I don't exist
:[Stanza 2]
:Right beneath my picture
:This is what you'll read
:A laundry list of nothings
:Not likely to succeed
:A yearbook with blank pages
:That no one wants to sign
:A memory forgotten
:Until the end of time
:[Reff 2]
:I'm invisible, invisible
:A star fading at dawn
:Invisible, invisible
:Won't be long before I'm come
:[pats!]
:Lester: Hey! What are you doing?!
:Roman and Lester: [grunting]
:Roman: What did I do to you?! Honestly, I don't even know you!
:Lester: Exactly! You had everyone fooled, but now they know you're still... the Biggest Meanie!
:Roman: You're about to see how mean I can get!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Whoa! Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Let's not antagonize the person with the all-powerful mystery sponge!
:Lester: I don't like confrontation. Let's just... forget this ever happened!
:Roman: Don't erase—!
:[whoosh]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Huh? What was I saying? I'm sure it was something brilliant. Also— [gasps] how is it already three o'clock?
:[door handle jiggles]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Why won't this door open? And what are we even doing in here?
:Roman: I... don't remember.
:[door shaking and banging]
:Roman: Is anybody out there? Somebody open the door! If we don't get outta here and figure out who has the sponge, in a few hours, it'll be too late to restore everyone's memories. I'll lose Luna and his friends forever.
:Cecil Lulamoon: How are we supposed to catch someone who can erase our memory every time we get close to catching them?
:[paper crumples]
:Roman: By being clever!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Wha?
:Roman: I wrote myself a note. "Check the video." Yes! It's been recording this whole time!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Luna's camera? What are you talking about?
:Roman: I don't remember doing it, but I must have realized our memories would get erased, so I pressed record!
:[video rewinding]
:Lester: [on video] That's my garden.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Who's that?
:Roman: Lester.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Name's not ringing a bell.
:Lester: [on video] You don't see me fitting in...
:Cecil Lulamoon: Ugh!
:[song fast-forwarding]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Long song, huh?
:Roman: [on video] What did I do to you?! Honestly, I don't even know you!
:Lester: [on video] Exactly! You had everyone fooled, but now they know you're still the Biggest Meanie!
:Roman: [on video] You're about to see how mean I can get!
:[beep]
:Cecil Lulamoon: She's kinda right about you.
:Roman: [sarcastically] Yeah, thanks.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Actually, the Wise and Moralizing Cecil was making a point. You said you didn't do anything.
:Roman: I didn't! I wasn't mean to her at all!
:Cecil Lulamoon: But maybe it's not good enough to not be mean to someone. Maybe you have to be nice.
:[tender music]
:Roman: You're right, Cecil. Not that it matters. I'm still trapped in here. [sighs] Unless you can magic us out of here.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Ooh, what's the point in trying? You've seen enough of my tricks to know what'll happen.
:Roman: [sighs] At least when the sun goes down and everyone hates me forever, I'll still have one friend in the night.
:Cecil Lulamoon: Huh?
:Roman: I guess: Luna. He is the Greatest and Powerfullest boy from Vernadia District, so I guess I can't complain with him.
:Cecil Lulamoon: You poor fool! You actually believed me when I was pretending to give up? Mere stage banter! The Great and Powerful Cecil never gives up on herself or her friends. I mean, her Pretty Decent Assistant-Detective-Helper People.
:[poof!]
:Cecil Lulamoon: Yes! It worked! I finally did it!
:[knocking]
:Roman: Still in here!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Ummm... [nervous laugh] Um, all part of the trick! Have you out in a jiffy!
:[poof! poof! poof!]
:Cecil Lulamoon: You know what? Just leave me in here! Just go!
:Roman: I owe you one, Cecil! I will never forget this!
:Cecil Lulamoon: Never say never.
:[]
:Roman: Lester? Lester, stop!
:Lester: You remember my name?
:Roman: I remember everything! Memory Sponge, how I acted, all of it!
:Lester: What?! How?! I erased the whole afternoon!
:Roman: Listen, Lester. I used to be just like you. Sure, I was popular, but I was lonely.
:Lester: You're nothing like me, and I'm not lonely, because I have... plants! That sounded less lonely in my head.
:Roman: I'm sorry, Lester.
:Lester: No, not again! You're just trying to look good in front of Luna and his friends! And it's working! Gah! How am I supposed to get back at you if nothing I do matters?! I hate you!
:Roman: [gasps]
:Luna: Damn you, Lester!
:Lester: I wanted to teach you a lesson by erasing Luna and his friends' good memories about you. But obviously that didn't work. But what if I erased all their memories about this state university and all of Petrovburg?
:Roman: No way! You'd be stealing their memories of each other!
:Lester: They'll think of each other the way you think of me! Which is not at all!
:[zap!]
:Roman: Nooo!
:Luna and the Petrovburg Heroes: [gasp]
:Roman: I've ruined their friendship once before. I'd rather give up my own memories than let it happen again! [grunts] Vincent! No! Dennis! [grunts] Toby! Aah! Jason! Celestia! Luna! Don't forget me!
:Luna: [gasps] Be right there, princess!
:[magic sounds]
:Roman: [gasps] This isn't Canterlot Presidentials. Where am I? Mrs. Finn? What's happened to me? Somebody, help me! Who are you?
:Luna: Princess, we're your friends.
:Dennis: We may not remember you.
:Celestia: But after seeing what you did—
:Tobias: —the sacrifice you made for us—
:Vincent: —we'd be proud to call you—
:The Petrovburg Heroes: —our friend!
:Lester: [gasps]
:[heroic music]
:Luna: Lester! You have magic you do not understand! But it is nothing compared to the Magic of—!
:Celestia: Yeah, yeah, we get it. Destroy that sponge! Light her up, guys!
:[magic noises continue]
:Roman: Luna... Vernadsky?
:Luna: Princess Roman!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [cheer]
:Luna: We – the Friheten Seven, are so sorry, princess. Let's call a truce.
:Roman: Frihetens, I'm just glad to have you all back.
:[]
:Lester: I'm so ashamed. When I first found Memory Sponge, I only erased little things – awkward hellos, saying the wrong thing, literally any public speaking...
:Roman: I've had plenty of awkward moments I wish I could erase, too.
:Lester: But it's no excuse. I was so used to erasing memories that I got completely carried away. I'm sorry for everything.
:Luna: It's okay, Lester, I'll forgive you. Maybe Princess Roman has stopped being mean, but a Great and Powerful friend helps to realize that he still wasn't very nice to you. Everyone matters, Lester. No matter how insignificant or invisible they feel.
:[]
:Luna: [voice over] Dear Sergey the Twilight Sparkle, our community's chairman.
:You can add a new ending to the archives: Memory Sponge is no more.
:We should thank Allah and praise Him.
:Principal Tony: No students parking in the faculty lot!
:[door opens]
:Roman: [voiceover] Dear Allah...
:Thanks for Your help. Give the best way for my rival boy – Luna, and for his dear mother as my second-best lecturer – Princess Finlandia. Hope Luna, his Friheten friends, and his family always healthy and happy with Your grace and permission. I'm happy to say everything is back how it used to be.
:Amen.
:[]
:Cecil Lulamoon: I demand to speak to the yearbook queen! How did this get in here?
:Roman: A yearbook queen never reveals her secrets!
:[]
:Roman: [voiceover] Well, not exactly how it used to be.
:[]
:Roman: Frihetens! I've got a yearbook delivery for Seborga High's Best Gardener!
:The Petrovburg Heroes: [cheer]
:Luna: Good job, princess. As your rival boy, I proud of you.
:Roman: [gladly] Thanks.
:[drone beeping]
:Jason: [groans] Oh, come on! Seriously?!
:THE END
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