An'on'ymous in Witch School

>Green
>All in front of you, you see green
>You tilt your head to the left and right
>You continue to see green, with bits of brown and blue
>You tilt your head far enough to see what's behind you
>Green
>You are suddenly aware that this green is actually beneath you
>You're on your back, and the green beneath you is grass
>Thus it stands to reason that the green and blue above you must be trees and the sky
>A sky, at least
>With a but of trouble and shaking, you make your way to your feet
>It occurs to you now that you are stark naked
>This, however, was not a far throw from the rags you had on before
>Indeed, in the days, hours, and minutes leading up to your execution, you wore naught but a burlap sack
>Ate naught but the potatoes from that sack, too
>Ah, yes, your execution, you remember it so vividly
>Tinker with some artifacts the Senate doesn't think you should tinker with and it's off with your head
>Such a barbaric world you lived in
>Hopefully this afterlife will be a bit better
>After all, you're stuck with it for eternity, if you're not mistaken
>First things first, you fashion a skirt out of leaves and vines
>They may go naked here in the afterlife, but it'll take you some time to get used to it
>You find a winding path through the forest, and decide to see where it goes
>As you walk along the path, you feel a strange feeling
>It is as though some sort of energy flows from the forest around you and into your being
>It leaves you feeling rejuvenated, and full of life
>Full of afterlife, maybe
>You see light ahead, filtering in through what looks to be a clearing
>Heading toward it, you realize that this is in fact the edge of the forest
>Leaving the forest, you see a tall, Gothic building in the distance, its spires reaching out into the sky
>Giant stone gargoyles and other statues dot the building and its landscape, with rolling green fields surrounding the place as far as the eye can see
>As you take in the sight, you look down at the bottom of the hill you're standing on
>A large group of young women are standing battle-ready with what appears to be wands pointed at you, as is a slightly older looking woman
>The girls wear robes reminiscent of mages, and you guess that they have the powers of one as well
>The grown woman's attire is more like a military dress uniform with elements of mage attire
>The woman, whom you infer to be leading the group, steps forward
>"Hands where I can see them, and keep them off your wand!"
>You comply, raising your hands above your head, she stops about two arm lengths away, never taking her eyes off you
>Or at least you think, her mirrored glasses make it impossible to see them
>"State your name and what you're doing here."
"My name is Antonon Ptolymous, or An'on'ymous for short. I was about to be, um,"
>It suddenly occurs to you that you're not in the afterlife
>Clearly you were suddenly transported to wherever this is
>So you pick an explanation that mages like them will be more likely to believe
>"Well?" she asks, aiming her wand between your eyes
"I was, ah, tinkering with some magical artifacts. There was an explosion of some sort."
>"Uh-huh, go on."
"As I was waiting for death to take me, I blacked out, and then the next thing I knew I woke up naked in this forest."
>She stares you up and down, looking for signs of deceit
>Nothing you said was untrue, technically speaking
>You just conveniently left out the fact that you survived the explosion but were about to be executed
>Your story seems more likely to be believable to them
>"Well, that would explain how you got here, and your state of dress."
>She lowers her wand slightly and turns ever so slightly to the left
>"Sunset Shimmer! Go to Headmistress Celestia at once, and tell her she's needed here. If any faculty stop you, tell them 'Emergency Code Briefcase'. They'll know what you mean."
>"YES MA'AM!"
>A girl with flaming red and golden yellow streaked hair reaches out next to her, and a broom suddenly rises from the ground into her hand
>She mounts the broom as a child mounts a stick pretending to ride horseback
>To your utter amazement, she lifts of the ground and flies, genuinely flies, toward the highest tower of the castle
>Your jaw slacks as you follow her movement through the sky
>"Eyes on me," shouts the woman in front of you, "and keep your hands up! Understand?"
"Yes ma'am!" you stammer out
>In no time at all, the fiery haired girl returns, along with a woman whose hair one could go on at length about
>It flows through the air, even after she lands next to the drill sergeant lady, as though it has its own gravity
>A pastel rainbow paints it in stripes, and it appears to have its own depth as though it were a portal to an elemental plane of color
>"Oh my," she says more calmly than you expected, "what do we have here, Spitfire?"
>"Ma'am, this unidentified subject wandered out of the forest during our flying practice," says the woman you now know as Spitfire
>"He claims to have awoken nude in the forest following an accident with magical artifacts."
>"I see," says Celestia, "and what is your name, young fellow?"
"Oh, I, ah,"
>Now that you're able to look away from Spitfire, the beauty and poise of this "Celestia" starts to dawn on you
>Despite the fear and apprehension surrounding the others, she looks upon you with a soft, almost motherly face
"Oh, right, my name! I am Antonon Ptolymous. People call me An'on'ymous for short. As your companion stated, I awoke in this forest following an unfortunate accident with some artifacts I was tinkering with."
>Strangely, you seem to find yourself unable to lie to this woman
>Not that you were lying before, but even withholding information seems difficult, even impossible
"Although, my memory has started returning to me, and now that I think about it, there's more to the story."
>"Oh really? Perhaps we should return to my office so you can tell me what has befallen you."
>Spitfire, at hearing this, is so taken aback she lowers her wand and sputters, snapping her gaze to Celestia
>"Headmistress, surely you're not thinking of bringing this man into the school?!"
>"Oh, but I am. I'm sure I'll be plenty safe. Do you have any objections?"
>Spitfire sighs and runs the hand not holding her wand through her blazing orange and red air
>Hmmm, you wonder if she and the girl who summoned the Headmistress are related
>"Well, in all honesty ma'am I have innumerable objections to this, but I trust you nonetheless. Whatever your decision, I shall accept it."
>"Very well. Mr. Anonymous, follow me. Oh, and don't make any rash moves. I have eyes, and wands, all over the place."
>Her smile as she says this is deceptively inviting, yet also somewhat coy and sly
>She turns her back to you and begins to walk away, carrying the broom she rode in on
>As the two of you approach the building, its sheer size becomes more and more apparent
>Details you hadn't had a chance to notice before fade into existence
>Carvings depicting battles, feats of spellcasting, and large figures of apparent importance cover the outsides of the walls, some appearing new while others are well worn
>You enter the building through a pair of giant wooden doors, opened at the time being, and into a great hall
>Celestia leads you to a flight of stairs spanning around the inside of the central tower, and as you ascend them you gaze around in marvel at the interior
>It's just as impressive as the outside, if not more so, with a legion of armor suits, a gallery of paintings, and a greenhouse's worth of potted plants decorating the grand space you fond yourself in
>Before you know it, you've reached the top of the stairs where yet another large set of wooden doors awaits you up ahead
>You're vaguely aware of stares, murmurs, and even gasps during your travel, but the building itself has captivated you too much for you to care
>Your guide to this place taps her wand on the doors, and they slowly swing open with an ominous creaking
>She strides gracefully to a desk that could fill your workshop on its own, seating herself in front of a many times larger than life portrait painting of her own self
>You take the initiative to place yourself in the plush armchair directly across from her, and sit rigid facing her
>After a moment of sizing you up, and places her elbows on the desk, folds her hands, and smiles gently at you like she did before
>"So, Anonymous. Do tell me that story you promised. Actually, you should start by telling me who you are and where you're from."
>"Well, As I've said, my full name is Anotonon Ptolymous. I am from the Azorious District. Which reminds me, where am I exactly?"
>"If you don't mind, I'll be asking the questions here, Mr. Ptolymous. Now, where is this 'Azorious District'? I'm not familiar with it."
>You can't help but open your eyes wide at this, you feel your jaw drop and you shake your head side to side involuntarily
>A moment later you collect yourself and give a nervous chuckle
"Surely, you're bluffing, madam. You must know of the Azorious Senate and their District. Why they're probably the most wide-reaching guild in all of Ravnica. Even if we're not in the city proper, you must know of Ravnica's lawmakers."
>"Hmm, I see, and where is this 'Ravnica'?"
>...
"Um, you mean the central city, right? I mean, Ravnica is the world. We're in Ravnica right now, are we not?"
>"I hate to break it to you, Mr. Ptolymous, but I've never heard of Ravnica before now. Wherever it is, we're not there right now. We're at the Royal Magic Academy in Canterlot."
"Oh, yes. I see."
>Your head slowly starts to sink into your hands, and you bring your knees up to your chest
"But, ah, as I stated, Ravnica is the whole world. For us to not be in Ravnica, that would mean, that here is, not the world. Not my world. But that's impossible. For there to be another world? But maybe, the rumors, the 'Living Guildpact'. Perhaps-"
>"Ahem."
>You're pulled from your ramblings and reminded of the presence of your host in this place
>"If you're wondering of other worlds, I can assure you, they exist. When I was tampering with spacial magic in my younger days, I came across, well, myself. She was also running a school, although a much less magical one."
>She rises from her chair and begins to pace the room, looking at the varied portraits, and back to you
>"I didn't actually meet her, however. When I tried to reach across the tear in the fabric of space, I felt a chill that nearly took my life. I've never cast such a spell since then."
"Of course. The Blind Eternities. The rumors must be true then. Of those who can cross the planes of existence."
>"And you might be one of those individuals?"
"No. It can't be. I've never possessed any magical talent. My only abilities lie with the artifacts I obtain."
>"Is that so? Because I can feel a decent flow of magical energy flowing through you."
>She stands once again in front of you, placing her hands on the desk and leaning over your form
>"Do you feel it, Anonymous?"
>You ponder on it, thinking back to the flow of energy you felt from the forest
>You think back to that forest, picturing it in your mind
>As you do, you begin to feel the same energy flow through you
"I do feel it."
>"Yes, indeed. But, most interesting, this energy does not originate from you. This is not the same magic that I and my students use. Instead it flows in and out of you."
"Yes, I feel it, coming from the forest, entering me, and it leaves to the forest again."
>You concentrate on the flow of this invigorating energy, and you feel the outward flow stifled
>The energy builds up within you, collecting in your core
>"You're harvesting this magic, storing it within you."
>You feel yourself filled with the energy, but as you continue to hold onto it, you feel an almost indescribable feeling
>Like if you try to hold onto it for too long, a seal will break, and it will leave you
>"Yes, now release it. Cast your spell."
>You feel the energy channeling around you, taking form
>As you inspect yourself, you see your body cloaked with vines that give off a visible and magical aura
>Confusion, curiosity, and wonder overwhelm you
>But above all of those, there is happiness
>You arise from your seat, laughing joyfully as you twist and turn, viewing the covering of vines that you created for yourself
"Is this true? Could it be?! This is it! This is what it feels like to use Mana! To cast spells! To be a MAGE!"
>"Yes, indeed. You most certainly are an interesting fellow, Anonymous. Do you mind if I cal you Anon, for short?"
"Yes, yes. Call me Anon, call me a cave troll for all I care. This is the most amazing day of my life! First, a stay of execution, and now I have magic! Ah, I can't describe the wonder I'm feeling right now, Ms. Celestia."
>"I'm sure I understand it. Every witch and wizard feels such joy upon discovering their magic. Now, I have a theory I'd like to put to the test."
>She readies her wand at you, and your joy is somewhat dampened by fear as you remember that she's the boss here, and likely very powerful
>"Don't worry, this is only a minor hex, just a test."
>A bolt of energy fire from the tip of her wand at you
>Rather than strike you, however, it dissipates into the vines and fizzles out within them
>"Indeed, as I suspected. Those vines of yours have the power to dissipate spells. If you don't mind, I'd like to try a few more. Of course I'll take care not to do any serious damage."
>You're understandably a little apprehensive, but you nod and spread your arms wide
"I suppose I'll have to trust you. I am, after all, a mere visitor to your domain."
>She gives a surprisingly childlike giggle, before readying her wand once again, with the mature serious look returning
>"Very well then. Have at you!"
>Slinging spell after spell at you, they all meet the same fate as the first, being taken away by the vines and dissipating into the atmosphere as a crackle of energy
>Eventually, the vines wither up and dissolve, turning to sparkling green dust that fades away like the sparks from the defeated spells
>"So, how do you feel?" asks Celestia, who you're surprised to see is panting slightly
"I feel, a bit drained. I still feel the energy from the forest flowing through me slightly, but it's not strong enough to hold on to. It's continuously growing stronger, but it feels like it will be a while before I can harvest it again."
>"I see. So you're all tapped out for now, I take it?"
"It would seem so."
>"Well, Mr. Anonymous, you possess a peculiar sort of magic, unlike anything I've witnessed before. I have a bit of a proposition for you. Take a seat."
>You oblige her, thankful that your fashioned skirt of foliage didn't wither away with the magical vines
>She pours some water from a pitcher into a pair of glasses and hands one to you, taking a sip from her own."
>"As you can probably tell, this is a school for gifted young women. However, I'm thinking I could make an exception in your case. You can attend the academy here free of charge, including tuition, room and board, food, clothing, the works."
>Taking a sip of your own water, you consider the offer
"I assume in return you will wish to study my magic in hopes of understanding and possibly replicating it."
>"My, you are a sharp one, aren't you? Of course, this would be a mutually beneficial deal. In addition to that, we'll want to know everything about where you come from, and what you know of magic in your world."
>She sets her glass down and stands again
>"Of course, that can be arranged later. For now, I'll give you some time to consider the offer. I can understand if you'd rather return to your home."
"I gladly accept, Headmistress. To be frank, I have no idea how to get home, nor would I want to."
>You set your own glass down and stare into the clear ripples within the surface of the water
"To be honest with you, in the moments before I somehow landed here, I was on the chopping block. Those artifacts I mentioned, I hadn't filled out the paperwork and paid the filing fees to get a license for them. And for that, the Senate was willing to take my head."
>"Oh dear. I can see why you wouldn't want to return then, if you're wanted for execution."
>Celestia beckons you to follow her as she goes to exit the room
>"Very well. Speaking of paperwork, I'll get started on yours. In the mean time, I'll prepare a room for you and get some clothing arranged."
"Thank you very much, Headmistress."
>She leads you through many winding corridors before arriving at a dorm hall, where she leads you to a room
>"Now, if you present me your wand, I can set it to unlock this door for only you and those you bestow access to."
"Uh, there's a bit of a problem there."
>"Hm? Oh, right, silly me. You don't exactly have a wand. well, that's okay, I'll get you a spare and you can use it as your door key."
>She taps the door with her own wand and it springs open, revealing a modest but not cramped room with simple furnishings
>"The door will respond to the wand it's set to even for a non-magic user, so you won't have to worry about having to work it yourself."
"I see. I'm sure that will prove plenty useful."
>Stepping inside, you see an open closet with a set of dress-like robes hanging on a rack
>"I know a shirt and pants would probably be preferable, but for now we can't have you running around in your current attire."
>You approach the rack and see that the robes are all in good condition
>"I'll give you some time to change and acclimate yourself. The door will always open from the inside, and you can leave it open for now since you don't really have any belongings here."
"Right, that makes sense."
>"Anyway, I'll be off to fetch you a spare wand and send for some more suitable clothing. Dinner is in three hours, but there are some snacks for sale in the rec hall just down here and to the left."
>She starts to walk away, but then stops and returns to you
>"Oh, of course, but that won't do you any good without some of these."
>She reaches into a pocket of her robes and produces a small bag
>Taking it from her, you realize there are some coins inside
>"It isn't much, but it'll get you something to tide you over until dinner time."
"Oh, I, um, thank you, ma'am."
>"You're very welcome. Oh, and call me Headmistress, from now on. You are a student here now, after all."
>She starts to turn away from you, but once again turns back
>"Oh, by the way. How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen, Headmistress."
>"Ah, such fleeting youth. It makes me quite nostalgic."
>And with that, she leaves you alone with your new room, your temporary new clothing, and your small bag of coins
>Getting used to your new life will probably take some time
>The initial shock of all this probably still hasn't worn off yet
>But one thing is for sure
>This definitely beats decapitation
>That evening, you find yourself seated next to Celestia at a table in the back of a grand hall
>You're now wearing a suit consisting of pants, a button-down shirt, a vest with the school's emblem, a red tie, and an open robe
>It seems Headmistress Celestia has ways of getting things done in a hurry
>Students fill the tables, serving themselves with various meats, vegetables, and breads
>The entire hall is filled with murmuring, staring and pointing, all aimed unmistakably at you
>It seems Headmistress Celestia hasn't filled everyone in on the circumstances
>In particular, one group seems to be especially wary of you
>The girl with the red and yellow striped hair is sitting with a group near your end of the hall, and she seems to be telling them the story of your arrival, if the gestures and reactions are anything to go by
>One student, a girl with purple and pink highlighted hair tied neatly in a bun, approaches Celestia meekly
>"Ah, Twilight, my most faithful student. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
>Something about her tone makes you think she's being sarcastic, displaying obvious disdain at being approached like this
>But at the same time it could just as easily be genuine
>"Well, Headmistress, I was just wondering, when our, ahem, guest, would be leaving. After what happened today his presence is making some of us quite uncomfortable."
>Oh and of course having someone talk about you like that right in front of you is just plain cozy
>"Oh, I see. I was actually just about to make an announcement about that. Please, take you seat."
>"O-oh! Right away, Headmistress."
>Twilight, as you've learned to be her name, retakes her seat next to Sunset and several other girls
>Servers walk down the aisles, clearing dishes and platters from the tables as the meal ends
>"Right then, speaking of which, I think it's about time."
>Celestia stands up, and claps her hands together
>The sound of it booms throughout the hall, yet somehow doesn't hurt your own hearing despite your proximity
>"Now then," she says, her voice carrying a similar enchantment, "I'm sure you're all wondering about our new guest here."
>She waves her hands to you, and you take this as your cue to stand
>"His name, as some of you have learned by now, is Antonon Ptolymous, though he also goes by 'Anonymous'. Mr. Ptolymous here possesses a very unique form of magic, one that is foreign to everything we here at the Academy know about magic."
>The murmuring returns in full force, as students and faculty alike speculating as to what this strange new magic could be
>"Now now, it's not as bad as it sounds. I've conducted some tests myself and determined that it is not unsafe for us any more than normal magic would be. That said, I've struck a deal with Anonymous. He shall let us study this magic of his and, in exchange, he will become the Canterlot Royal Magic Academy's newest student."
>In contrast to the mumbling and whispering of before, the hall is now so quiet one could hear a pin drop
>The deafening silence is broken when Sunset Shimmer slams her hands on the table and rises up, creaking the bench on which she and her fellow students sat
>"Headmistress Celestia, this is an outrage!" she shouts, pointing a finger at you
>"You can't make him a student here! This is an all-girl's school with a reputation to uphold! You can't admit a boy like him here, especially one that was just wandering the forest in a skirt of vegetation!"
>The entire hall returns to its stony silence, all eyes flittering between Sunset and Celestia
>Celestia, meanwhile, simply rests her shin on folded hands and smiles
>"What is you name?" she asks
>"My name? It's Sunset Shimmer."
>"I see And what is my name?"
>"Um, your name?"
>"Yes, dear, my name. What is it?"
>"Um, it's Celestia, ma'am."
>"Indeed. And what is the name of the current headmistress of this academy?"
>"'Celestia', ma'am."
>"Oh really? You're sure it's 'Celestia', and not 'Sunset Shimmer'?"
>"No ma'am. It's 'Celestia'."
>"I see. Then I should like to believe that I have every power to admit Mr. Ptolymous here as a student of mine. Does that make sense to you, Ms. Shimmer?"
>...
>"Yes ma'am."
>"Very well, then, it's settled. Now, I want everyone to return to your rooms and study hard, because tomorrow will be the start of you midterm exams. Ah, Ms. Sparkle, please see me before you go."
>Ms. Sparkle, or Twiight as she was previously called, shrinks away at this but nonetheless nods obediently
>Celestia leans over to you and talks just above a whisper
>"I'm sorry your introduction wasn't exactly welcoming. But don't worry, they'll come around soon enough."
>You simply nod and stare ahead, lost in thought about your new life here
>Who was that girl?
>Why is she so important?
>And what exactly are you going to do about studying here? It's not like you attended magic school before
>Perhaps some form of remedial work will be done?
>These are all questions you'll need answers to, and fast

>After dinner, you make your way back to your room using the handy map that was provided to you
>There you find a few more sets of clothes folded up on your bed, and a scroll with a wax seal on the small end table under the window
>You sit down at the table and break the seal, reading the contents of the scroll aloud to yourself
>~"Dear Anonymous, I trust that you have settled in well? As you can see I have provided additional clothing so you'll have something to wear in between laundry days. You're probably wondering how exactly you'll be attending the school. Given your age, you would normally be in your second year here at the academy.~"
>"~As you're new, you will instead be placed in the first year course. Because you're joining in the middle of the semester, you'll be taking the remedial curriculum usually reserved as a last chance for students who fail their midterm exams. You'll still be attending regular lectures, but homework assignments and tests will be different from the normal course.~"
>"I've asked Twilight Sparkle to tutor you from time to time and help you settle into the academia. If you have any questions about the coursework, feel free to ask her~"
>"~I have also loaned you the standard first-year textbooks along with a primer on what to study in them for the remedial course. I hope you will be able to integrate here successfully, and have a wonderful time at RCA.~"
>"~Oh and one more thing, you'll be joining me on Wednesdays and Saturdays for further testing.~"
>Below this is Celestia's signature and a wax seal different from the Academy symbol used on the scroll itself
>You look to the bookshelf and see a set of four well used but not ragged books
>Reading their spines, you find "The Basics of Magical Theory", "A History of Magic, Vol. 1, Abr.", "Practical Safety for Spellcasters", and "The Bridesmaid's Secret"
>Grabbing the last one, you crack it open and read a summary within
>"Elowena has managed to keep her affair with Byron a secret, but when a powerful enemy steps forward claiming to know what she did, she'll need to keep her wits about her or face humiliation, or worse."
>You start to thumb through it, and find that some of the pages are harder to separate than other
>Figuring that this one is probably not a textbook, you decide you'll return it to Celestia tomorrow, since it's Friday and you'll be visiting her for testing then
>You sit down instead with the copy of The Basics of Magical Theory and set to work
>According to the book, magic is an energy that exists throughout the cosmos, connecting all living things and shaping the world around itself
>Using a wand, a wizard gives shape to this energy, channeling it into physical, mental, or spiritual form in the shape of a spell
>It is not contained within oneself, but rather drawn upon and used via the wand artifact before it returns to the universe
>Hmm, kind of sounds like Aether
>...
>No way
>There's no way it's that simple, is it?
>Are these wands really just Aether channeling artifacts?
>Come on now
>You pick up the wand and twirl it in your fingers
>You wave it around, concentrating on the feeling of mana flowing through you, but nothing seems to occur
>It seems that your connection to the manasphere does nothing to help you draw the Aether present in this plane
>Of course it's possible that it's not Aether to begin with, but it would provide the simplest explanation
>Skimming through, you find more information about how to reshape the energy, theories about how wands work to form spells, and other things that look like they'd be on a test
>You similarly look through the other textbooks, taking notes on important dates from A History, and taking extra careful notes on spell safety
>Eventually, the curiosity of The Bridesmaid's Secret overtakes you, and you end up skimming through it as well
>You're surprised to find how explicit it can be sometimes, going into more detail than you thought it would about the main character's lustful adventures with her secret lover
>As you read the descriptions of their lewd actions, you feel your pants becoming tighter
>Whoops looks like Celestia bought you the wrong size, heheh
>You glance around the room, making sure that you are indeed alone
>You look to the window and ensure that the curtain is drawn over it
>Just as you start to slide your pants past your knees, you hear the door open wide
>"Anonymous, how are y-"
>Oh no
>That's Celestia's voice
>You just keep staring ahead
>Maybe if you pretend she's not there she'll go away
>And maybe she'll even forget she ever saw this
>This being you with your pants around your ankles, covering your genitalia with your hands as an erotic novel sits on the table in front of you
>"OH! Goodness! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-, I'll just be on my-, wait! Is that my..."
>She walks into the room, shutting the door behind her, and looks at the book that lay open on the table
>"Ah, so THAT'S where my copy of The Bridesmaid's Secret went! I must have given it to you by mistake."
>She then looks past it down to your legs, which you're doing your best to cover with your robe
>"And it looks to me like you enjoy it as much as I do. You mind if I have a seat?"
>You very much mind, yet you find yourself shaking your head and even pulling out a chair for Celestia
>She takes a seat next to you and starts reading from the page the book is open to
>"Oh, this is one of my favorite parts, when Elowena finally opens herself up to Byron. And in more ways then one." she says, chuckling at her own joke
>As she reads her hands start to pull her skirt up and her panties down
>Slipping one hand between her thighs, she reaches up with the other and cups her breast under her shirt
>Her eyes scan the page, but then leave the book as she looks over to you
>"Oh, don't stop on my account, I figured we could enjoy it together."
"Uh, okay?"
>You uncover yourself and begin stroking your length, trying to focus on the book rather than the woman next to you
>It becomes more difficult, however, when you start hearing some soft moaning from your left
>You start watching her, increasing your own pace as you take in the sight of this beautiful woman masturbating right next to you
>She once again meets your gaze, and you quickly look away
>"Oh, of course, silly me. A hormonal young boy like yourself isn't going to be satisfied with just words on a page. Come here, child."
>She scoots her chair up next to yours and grabs your arm, reaching it up to her breast as she lifts her shirt up
>Placing your hand on her other breast, she leans your head in against her chest and puts your right hand where her own was, right on her warm, wet sex
>She takes your erect manhood in her other hand and strokes it gently, as you return the favor to her
>Leaning against her and feeling her hand at work is indescribably pleasurable, even more so with your own contact with her
>You nuzzle your fact into her supple chest, and take her nipple into your mouth, suckling on it gently
>As you moan into her flesh, Celestia simply coos gently
>You feel yourself start to approach your limit, certainly not helped by the deft and gentle motions of Celestia's hand
>You, scarcely wanting to cease your own treatment of your new mentor, signal to her by moaning and bucking your hips, communicating your intentions non-verbally
>Celestia, to your disappointment, breaks away from your embrace, but you know longer mind when she draws you into a deep and passionate kiss
>You feel your orgasm overtake you, and Celestia cuddles you closely, using her magic to clean up your emissions
>The two of you sit there together for a while, basking in the afterglow until, eventually, it starts to fade, and you're left with nothing but confusion and a bit of horror
"Uh, Headmistress Celestia? What... just happened?"
>As you say this, Celestia's face slowly grows more and more worried until she looks like she's staring death in the face
"I mean, I know WHAT just happened, but, why?"
>"I. I'm so terribly sorry Anonymous. I really don't know what came over me."
>Despite her mortally terrified expression, her usual calm and motherly demeanor remains, save for her gaze constantly flickering around the room rather than looking you in the eye
>"It's just, it's been so long since I've had an actual man around, like, SO incredibly long, and I've been reading so many romance novels, I, well, when I saw you there like that, I just completely lost my mind."
>She starts to hyperventilate a bit, chuckling nervously as she tries to smile at you as she normally does
>The attempt is lost on you, however, as she instead appears creepy and aberrant
"Well, um, it's, er, okay, I guess? I mean, I'm not scarred for life for anything, if that's what you're worried about. It was, eh..."
>You twiddle your thumbs and struggle to get your words out as a blush creeps onto your face
"It was quite enjoyable, actually."
>Celestia appears to be at least a little relieved, though still quite tense
>"Is that so? Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it, but, there's still a lot of problems with it, least of which is that I'm a few decades older than you."
>A few what?
>She sighs and lays her hand in her head
>"What in Equestria am I going to do?" she says, slinking against the wall
>"If this gets out I'll be removed from office, my reputation will be ruined, I might even be imprisoned!"
>Wait did she say decades?
>"You won't tell anyone about this, right, Anonymous?"
"Wha-, huh? Oh, of course! I shan't tell a soul."
>"Perfect. I'll, em, see you tomorrow night. take care, my dear."
>With the door now closed, you bring your now thoroughly exhausted self to bed and prepare to sleep for the next morning
>This encounter has left you with infinitely more questions than even you had before
>But one question stays at the forefront of your mind, clawing at your consciousness, burning at your very soul:
>Did she say decades?
***
>The next morning, you wake up gently to light streaming into your room from around the curtains
>After getting dressed, you ponder for a moment on how you will bathe and get ready
>As you make your way to the bathroom of this abandoned wing, you see two portals (of the non-magic kind) side-by-side with hallways leading in opposite directions
>One is labelled "Restroom" and the other "Communal Shower"
>Both have pieces of paper attached underneath reading "Males Only"
>Underneath the papers you see that the original subheadings read "D Hall"
>Well this will make things easy
>An uneventful time in the restroom leads to you retrieving your fresh clothes from your room and heading to the shower
>As you make your way inside you hear running water
>Strange, surely they don't leave the water running constantly
>Ah, perhaps there's an enchantment that starts the water when a student walks inside
>You strip down in the locker room and round the corner into the shower with a sigh
>You aren't expecting to see what you do
>A figure stands before you, the first thing you notice being a rainbow of colored strands hanging from its top
>Unlike Celestia's pastel palette, this is a true rainbow, bright and fully hued
>Sky blue skin flows down in a slight curve, forming a human shape with long legs, tight muscles, and firm cheeks
>The girls turns around, and you stare into her magenta eyes as they too stare back into yours
>After a moment of confusion, the girl yelps and quickly moves to cover herself from your view
>You also cover yourself with one hand while the other shields your eyes
>"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE! ARE YOU CRAZY?!"
"I should ask you the same thing," you reply, "surely you'd have seen the sign reading 'Males Only'?"
>"What? Males only? What are you talking about? I always use this shower!"
"I'm talking about the paper attached outside under the shower sign that clearly reads 'Males Only'."
>"W-Well whatever! Just GET OUT! And don't think you're getting away with this! I'm reporting you to the staff!"
>Exiting with a sigh, you leave the shower room and head back into the locker room
>When you uncover your eyes fully, you notice another set of showers on the other side
>Quickly peeking in to ensure that it is empty, you step in and turn on the water in one of the taps
>This school must have been quite populated in the past to need this many showers at once, given that this is but one wing of the building
>You let the hot water wash away the stress, and deep breaths steady your wracked nerves
>What happened just now wasn't your fault; you'll just have to explain the situation to the faculty
>Of course there's the matter of whether they'll believe you, but someone had to have posted those signs, so someone will know that she shouldn't have been there
>As you're finishing up and turning off the water, you hear a voice calling from across the locker room
>"I'm in here, so don't even think about peeping on me again!"
"Understood."
>You stand and wait for what feels like a surprisingly short amount of time, until you hear her speak once again
>"Alright, I'm leaving now, so you can come get your clothes on, pig!"
>You make your way into the room and don your clothing for the day before heading back out into the hallway
>You see the same girl leaning against the wall, eyeing you with annoyance and anger
>You merely reach out a hand and point to the paper on the wall
>"Yeah, yeah. I see it, whatever. I have broom practice, so I'm out of here."
>Since you don't have a lot to do today, you decide to see if you can watch this broom practice, and maybe gleam how it works
>When the rainbow girl notices you waling behind her, she turns on her heel and points a finger at you
>"What do you think you're doing? Trying to follow me?"
"Indeed. I wanted to see the grounds where the broom practices are held."
>"Well quit it! I don't want a pervert like you following me."
"But, I'm not a pervert."
>"Oh really?" she says sarcastically, "You were peeping on me in the shower earlier!"
"I didn't know you were in there. You know that that shower was labelled 'Males Only'. I had no reason to think a girl would be in it. And as for the water running, I thought it was an enchantment that started the water when a student walked in."
>"Oh yeah, sure. You were totally peeping on me on purpose because you're just a pervert who wants to rape all the girls at the school!"
>...
"Look, you know as well as I do how ridiculous that is. Are you just pretending to be an idiotic character from a Rakdos illustration, or perhaps your emotions are clouding your judgment?"
>"What emotions?"
>You walk past her toward what you think is the direction of the field you were lead from yesterday
"Embarrassment, for one thing. You were seen naked by someone you don't know, after all. I, however, am able to keep those emotions in check."
>"Psh," she says while catching up to you, "as if I'd be embarrassed to show of my awesome bod to a pig who doesn't deserve to see it."
"Really now? if you're so confident in your body, why would you be showering alone in this abandoned, out-of-the-way hall instead of in the communal showers with the rest of the girls?"
>A moment of silence passes as a blush forms on the girls' face, her expression that of one who know's they've been caught in their logic
>"Well, those showers are always hogged anyway! I wouldn't be able to get going on my routine if I took the time to wait for them."
"And yet you are able to take the time to travel all the way across the school to the old surplus dorms?"
>"I-"
>Before she can form an answer, she swings out a fist and strikes you on the arm, sending you reeling sideways a bit
>"Okay fine! I am self-conscious okay?! I know I don't have all the curves the rest of the girls do, and I'm embarrassed to let them see me naked!"
>She wipes her eyes with a sleeve and stares you down as though she going to charge
>But instead her breath catches on her throat, and she lowers her head
>"Are you happy now?"
"Of course not."
>The girl looks up at you, her sadness turning to confusion
>"What do you mean, you're not happy?"
"I don't like seeing people upset. I know I may seem like I was being rude to you, but truthfully I just wanted to understand your feelings. I has already deduced your self-consciousness from your presence in that shower room, and I wanted to get to the bottom of why. I'm sorry for prying, I just got curious."
>"Is that right? You wanted to know why I was embarrassed? Well I told you, it's because of this stupid body. Pretty ugly, right?"
"Not at all. Don't take this the wrong way, but I think you have quite a nice body. Certainly nothing to be embarrassed of."
>"Really? You mean that. Did you` enjoy getting a peek of it in the shower?"
"To be honest, I did."
>"Well, maybe if you're lucky you'll get another peek at it later." she says, nudging your leg with her hip
>You feel your own face start to run hot, as you imagine seeing her again under different circumstances
"Really?"
>"Psh, NO!" she exclaims, breaking out into a laugh, "I knew you were a big pervert!"
>Your face starts to run even hotter as the girl sprints out the door to the field
>"C'mon, dude! Oh, and by the way, I'm Rainbow Dash!"
"I'm Anonymous!" you yell back as you run after her
>You chase Rainbow Dash to the field where several students are gathered, chatting and readying for practice
>You finally reach the edge of the group, long after Rainbow Dash, and you see her standing with the same group of girls she was sitting with last night
>Come to think of it, you haven't eaten today
>By the position of the sun, you think you've overslept through breakfast
>You'll need to invest in an alarm clock if you'll be attending classes starting Monday
>Or eating in the morning
>You approach Rainbow Dash and her group, hearing part of their conversation
>"And then that big pervert peeped on me in the shower!"
>The girls all gasp, and you would were it not for your sputtering
>"Really?"
>"Oh my."
>"No way!"
>"Well I'll be!"
>The tallest girl in the group, who you recognize as Sunset Shimmer from last night, turns and starts to approach you
>"Oh did he now?"
>She start cracking her knuckles, a wicked glare on her face, but before she gets too close, Rainbow Dash blurts out
>"Nah! I was just kidding! He wouldn't do that, he's actually a pretty cool guy."
>"Really?" says the girl with the purple and violet streaked hair and purple skin
>"Yeah," says Dash, "he's alright, I guess. Not a bad guy in my book. I met him in the hall earlier and we had a little chat."
>"Ooh, ooh!" shouts a girl with what appears not to be hair, but rather a mass of pink cotton candy, a shade darker than her own skin color
>"What were you guys talking about?!"
>This one seems to always be just on the wrong side of too loud
>"Oh, you know, not much," replies Dash nonchalantly, "just stuff, like how he's doing getting used to the place."
>"Personally," says Sunset, "I'd prefer if he got used to the idea of leaving."
"And why," you say in between breaths, your heart rate just now starting to slow down, "do you want me gone so bad?"
>"Because, you're a boy, and this is a girl's school. You're gonna be nothing but a distraction and a nuisance."
"How can I be distracting you? I'm not even doing anything. Unless, of course, you're entranced by my rugged charm."
>You wiggle an eyebrow at her and strike a pose you've seen in one of your Rakdos picture books, leaning back with one hand in front of your face and the other outstretched beside you
>Dash bursts out laughing at your display, even slapping her actual knee, while the other girls just look confused
>Or, in the case of Sunset, downright infuriated
>"Whatever, just stay out of my way. That goes for my education, and my path. That I walk. Or fly. Or whatever. You know what I mean!"
"Sure thing, Ms. Shimmer. I'm not here to step on any toes."
>She turns from you with a humph and walks back to her broom, before mounting it and flying away
>"I don't get what her deal is with him," says Dash, "like he said, he hasn't even done anything to her."
>She turns and cracks a sly grin at you, her smug aura mocking you in jest
>"Unless you count running around in nothing but a skimpy hula skirt."
"In my defense I did the best I could with my limited resources."
>"Of course, not that your resources are too limited."
>...
>"Uh, I mean, cause, y'know, there's lots of foliage out there. I bet if you took your time you could have made a full suit. Heheh."
>Did she just, compliment your, "equipment"?
>"Oh, Rainbow, you've just given me an idea!"
>This comes from a girl with skin so pale you'd think she were a spirit were she not fully opaque, with royal purple hair in an intricate maze of curls and swirls that would make a sphinx proud
>"A fashion line inspired by the natural materials of nature! Of course I can't use real plants like your friend here; no one wants to buy a suit that rots, but I can make it look like the real thing! Oh, you're a genius!"
>She saunters over to you, hips swaying like a pendulum, and just as effective at entrancing you, if not more so
>"And thank you, darling, for giving her the idea in the first place."
"Oh, no problem. I mean, I don't know if you heard but I actually thought I was dead and gone to the afterlife when I first came here. I half thought about wandering around in the buff as I assumed dead people do, but fortunately I went against it."
>"Oh, dear, that would be quite a sight, wouldn't it?"
"Oh, I'm not so sure there would be much to see." you joke back
>"Oh, come now. I can tell just by the way your pants are seamed, my dear, you're keeping something quite spectacular hidden away from us, aren't you?"
>As Rarity gets a little too far into your personal space, she's yanked back by the collar by a tanned blonde girl wearing a hat that appears decidedly un-magelike
>"Sorry about our friend Rarity here. She's a whore."
>"APPLEJACK!" shouts Rarity with a gasp, "Why, I am DEEPLY insulted that you would refer to me in such a way."
>"Well you could fix that by not bein' a whore."
>"Hahaha, okay," says the girl with purple hair as she steps forward and places a hand on Applejack's shoulder
>"AJ, we all appreciate your honesty, but remember when we discussed tact?"
>AJ sighs and takes her hat off to run a hand through her hair
>"You're right, Twi. I'm sorry I called you a whore, rarity. Let me start over."
>She places her hand on Rarity's shoulder again and looks at you once more
>"Sorry about our friend Rarity here. She acts like a whore to get boys to do what she wants."
>"Applejack," grumbles Rarity
>"Hey now, that's as tactful as I can be without just bendin' the truth."
>"Hmm, yes well, I would have said 'uses her feminine charms', but I suppose as long as you're not actually calling me a harlot, it will suffice."
>An awkwardly long pause follows which you decide to break for the sake of it
"So," you say with a nervous smile, "I take it you all are friends then?"
>"Indeed. I'm Twilight Sparkle, this is Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, and now you know Applejack, Rarity, Sunset Shimmer, and Rainbow Dash."
"Ah, yes, it's a pleasure to meet you all. You certainly seem like a friendly group of people."
>As you say this, you can't help but steal an unconscious glance up at Shimmer, which puts a slight scowl on your face
>"Yeah, like I said, I don't know what Sunset's deal is with you," says Rainbow, "but trust me when I say she's good people."
>You look to Rainbow, and then to Shimmer, then back to Rainbow
>Perhaps she does have some personal reason she doesn't trust you or want you around
>She did say that it's because you're male, implying that it's nothing personal
"Alright, I trust you. If you say she's good people, I believe it."
>"Heh, that was easy. You really do like me, don't you?"
>As she says this, she delivers a playful jab to your arm
"Well, you are my first friend here in my new life, in this new world."
>"Oh, that's right," says Twilight, "you say you're from another world. What's it like? Was there magic?"
"Oh, there was magic, alright."
>As you're about to tell the [spoiler]gathering[/spoiler] your story, Rainbow looks at the clock tower and hops on her broom
>"Sorry dude, I gotta go, I'll catch the quick version from you later."
"No worries, Rainbow, I understand."
"So," you say, turning to the rest of the group, "I come from a place called Ravnica. The entire world, at least as we know it, is covered by a city, also known as Ravnica. The city stretches as far as the eye can see, and then when you go as far as the eye can see, it stretches on as far as the eye can see again, and so on."
>"Wow," interjects Twilight, "an entire world covered in one giant city. Imagine the materials and effort needed to build a city that large!"
>"And what I wanna know," says Applejack, "is how they get any farming done."
>"Girls, please, let the man tell his story. I'm sure he'll answer our questions when he's ready."
"Thank you, Rarity."
>She does seem to have her good qualities other than looks, like patience at least
"As I was saying, the city spans our whole world, with different segments, levels, and there are ten factions that control it, known as the guilds."
"I lived in the Azorious district, controlled by the Azorious Senate. They're the lawmaking body of Ravnica and are considered the 'leaders' of the guilds, even though there officially is no one guild to rule them all."
"The farming, as you asked, is managed by the Golgari, who handle composting of dead material into fertilizer and actually running the farm fields. Of course the Selesnya Conclave is involved, ensuring that there is adequate land on which to farm."
>Twilight, who already gasped at your mention of the Conclave, lets out a high-pitched shrill sound, like a squeak but drawn out
>"Did you say Celestia Conclave? As in an entire assembly of Celestias?!"
"Eh, no, I said SelesNYa Conclave, with an 'N'. I understand the confusion though, they are quite similar."
>"Oh. I see. Sorry."
"Not a problem. Anyway, each guild has it's own role to play. I already mentioned Azorious and Golgari, and Selesnya who handle the nature preserves. There's Dimir, whose existence was recently revealed, though no one's sure what they do. There's the Cult of Rakdos, the hedonists. They run the entertainment industry, like bars, clubs, brothels, and handling catering of all things."
>You stretch and pop your back muscles, feeling your stomach rumble and your body already becoming tired
"Anyway, there are ten such guilds, and they all have some function or another. They all have their dark sides too, but it's a lot to sit down and churn out in one sitting, even if I could remember all of it"
>Speaking of sitting, you take a seat on the grass of the field and watch the fliers racing around each other through the air, practicing turns and stopping and all manner of maneuvers
>It must feel amazing to be able to do that
>"Yo!" shouts Rainbow Dash as she comes to a landing near you, "You should try this out, see what happens!"
"Eh, I'm not so sure. I've never ridden a broom before. In fact, such a thing isn't done anywhere in my world. Magical flight is possible, but it's nothing like this."
>"Well, you won't know until your try, right? C'mon, give it a whirl, what's the worst that can happen?"
"I die."
>...
>"Okay that is pretty bad, but I'll make sure that doesn't happen. Anyone got an extra broom for him?"
>A pale yellow girl with long pink hair that you barely noticed before steps forward and hands her broom to Rainbow Dash, who hands it to you
>You stand up and take it, running your hands over it and trying to get a feel for any magical energy within
>There's no response, yet to take to mounting it anyway
>"Alright, now just kick off, and let the broom do the work."
"Let the broom do the work, huh?"
>You kick off as she instructed, but you only feel yourself tip forward and nearly lose your balance
>You right yourself and try it a few more times, but nothing seems to be working
>You're hesitant to draw on the mana directly, as you don't want to exhaust your supply without knowing a spell to cast
>Eventually, you give up, handing the broom back to the girl who originally had it
>As you mirror Rainbow Dash's shrug, Sunset lands next you and hops gracefully off of her own broom, giving you a very un-graceful scowl
>"Really now? How can Headmistress Celestia even allow a boy like you to enroll here? You can't even ride a broom."
"Well, Miss Shimmer, Headmistress Celestia personally broke her own rules to enroll me here so I assume she had a reason. If you wan't to know what is is you'll have to speak to her because I honestly have no clue myself. Just like I have no clue why you're so against a boy being here."
>"Hmph. I bet you can't even do magic at all."
"Now that much, I can do."
>You draw on the mana flowing from the forest into yourself, preparing your usual spell
>But this time, something feels different
>It feels as though the forest is connected to something else, an energy completely foreign to you
>Could it be?
>You formulate in your mind a desire to tap into this foreign energy, and as you feel the mana manifest into a spell, you're suddenly connected to a flow of this cold, unidentifiable energy
>Not only that, but you feel yet another foreign flow of energy
>This one comes in the form of mana, you can tell that much, but it's different from that of the forest
>It still feels lively, but instead of the raw primal energy of the forest's mana, this gives you feelings of order, unity, and peace
>Just as with the forest before, you can visualize the place from which it flows
>You see rolling plains covered in a sea of grain, with the school castle in the distance
>Individually, these flows of mana feel quite different, the forest showing you instinct and wildness, and the plains showing you law and duty
>But in the combination of them, you feel a sense of interdependence, family, and the natural laws of the world speak directly to your soul
>Both mana flows are low, as though used up, even though the white one just joined you
>However, the cold alien energy still flows through you, and in it, you feel all the people standing around you, their own connections to this Aethersphere bridging all of you together in a way that you can't see with your eyes, but can see clear as day within your mind
>All of this stimulus at once threatens to overwhelm you, and you nearly collapse to the ground, but you're just able to remain on your feet
>As your vision comes to, you see Shimmer and her friends all standing around you with shocked looks on their faces
"Ugh, my head, is something wrong?"
>"You, you're crazy." says Sunset as she takes a few steps back away from you
"What happened, seriously, why is everyone staring at me like that?!"
>"Anon," says Twilight as she takes a few steps forward toward you, "how did you hide your magic power like that?"
"Hide? What are you talking about? I never hid the fact that I can do magic, it just hasn't come up yet. I mean, I wouldn't be here if I couldn't, right?"
>"No, I mean your magic signature. A few moments ago none of us could detect any magical energy in you, and now suddenly we're all feeling a somewhat faint signature of magic. How were you able to completely hide it like that?"
>You sigh and sit back down on the ground
"I guess it's time for another explanation. You see, I don't, or rather didn't, have access to the same type of magic that you all do. As Celestia put it, my magic, and my magical energy, is completely different. Rather than draw on the same stuff you do, which I and my world's people would call Aether, I use mana, from the land itself."
>"Mana? But that's just an archaic term for the same magic we use."\
"Maybe in this world, but where I'm from mana is something different from what you're using. Anyway, it seems to me that you all lack a connection to the mana of the land, and instead you draw on the Aether using your wands. Tell me, are any of you able to do magic without a wand?"
>They all shake their heads, with Twilight explaining that those who can do it exist, but they're extremely rare
"Perhaps their bodies have a connection to the Aether, or perhaps it's mana. Either way, I fel myself being connected to the Aether for the first time after the spell I just cast. Like I'm attuned to it whereas before I wasn't."
>"I see. So you have access to magic now, big deal, you still can't even get a broom in the air."
"We'll see about that."
>Rainbow tosses her broom on the ground next to you, and you reach your hand out over it as you'd seen done before
>To your amazement, and everyone else's, it flies up into your hand at your mental command
>You take a seat on it, and kick off the ground as before, only this time, the broom lifts you up and keeps you in the air
>You can't suppress laughing at both the joy and ridiculousness of the situation
>Here you are, sitting on the handle of a broom, floating in midair
>You turn the broom around in the air, leaning side to side, and even give it a little nudge forward
>Controlling it isn't easy, and you'll need quite a bit of practice before you can truly say you can control it, but these thoughts are drowned out by your elation at the fact that you are actually flying
>You discover that you make the broom go straight down by slowly cutting off your flow of Aether to it, like lowering the pressure on a faucet, until your feet touch the ground, and the broom falls limp in your hands, no longer enchanted to stay airborne
"That felt amazing! Is this truly what you do every day?"
>"Well," says Dash, "not every day, but I like to take every chance I can get."
"And I can see why. I'm not much for sports but wow, this feeling of flight was incredible, and I can only imagine feeling true speed and control."
>As you hand Dash her broom back with a smile, you hear a slow clap from behind you
>"Oh, bravo, you can fly a broom. Amazing display of magic. Truly worthy of being admitted here against the rules."
>The sarcasm in Shimmer's voice is self-evident
>Rainbow looks around you at her and scowls at her friend
>"You know what? I've just about had it with you ragging on him. He hasn't done anything to you, or me, or anyone! So just back off, will you?"
>"And why are you taking his side?!"
>"Because he's cool and hasn't done anything wrong. He was nice to me and cheered me up I can't believe I'm saying this but he made me feel pretty."
>"Oh, so he did? I bet he told you that you were beautiful, and have a great body, and all kinds of compliments, didn't he?"
>"Wha-? How did you know?"
>"Because that's what they do, Rainbow Dash! They say all kind of nice things to make you feel good, and think they're nice."
>You notice that as she says all this, tears start to well up in Sunset's eyes, and her knees start trembling
>"And then the next thing you know, they've used you for their own sick pleasure, touched you however they want, made you do all kinds of sick things, never stopping even when you cry and beg them to. And then they throw you aside like trash."
>Suddenly, with an ear piercing shriek, Sunset's broom is flying toward you, but not in a magical way, more of a "this object is being thrown at you" sort of way
>You duck under it, narrowly avoiding a knockout blow, keeping your arms raised in case she decides to attack you herself
>But she doesn't, she just points a finger at
>Not even her wand, just a finger
>A shaking finger of a trembling girl with a face covered in tears and a voice that she can barely push
>"That's what boys like him do. Don't you all get it?"
>You stand speechless, completely unsure why Sunset has chosen to share this with everyone, including
>In fact, it's likely she didn't intend to but rather did in an outburst of anger
>After taking a moment to contemplate a response, you try to speak as calmly and amicably as
"Miss Shimmer, whatever any boy, or boys, have done to you in the past that was like that, I can assure you they were not like me, and nothing like the man I hope to be."
>"You're lying! You're lying again!"
>Sunset reaches into her robe and draws her wand from it, readying it in your direction
>As she does, time slows down, and you feel the flow of mana from the lands suddenly fill you once again
>It usually takes a bit longer than this, you think, but you can't be sure
>Surprisingly, Sunset doesn't point her wand at you, but rather in the sky
>"présa kai danos!"
>Swirls of magic flow around Sunset and into her wand, and then, with a flash of light, she shines with a red aura
>You're not sure what the aura does for her exactly, but it-
>Oh okay she's running toward you faster than a human should be able to
>You barely put up your arms to block before a punch from Sunset sends you flying backward
>She also hits harder than a human should be bale to, by the way
>You stand up, trying to shake the daze off, and you see Sunset standing unreasonably far away from you, the red aura fading away, and Sunset herself looking a bit ragged
>You look within yourself to try and think of something, anything, that will let you defend yourself
>Memories of home flood your mind, as creatures, places and events from your travels are recalled and pulled into the forefront of your memory
>You feel a forest from just outside your district, its mana reaching across time and space to flow within you
>It adds to the green mana from the forest here in Canterlot, as well as the white mana
>You draw on a memory of a creature from the flocks in the Selesnya preserves, willing it to be here with you now
>Before your eyes, and everyone else's, crackling blue Aether energy swirls in the air just in front of you and takes the shape of a wolf
>After a moment of concentration, the swirl of Aether is itself replaced with the flesh and blood of a Watchwolf
>Several people gasp in surprise, and you see most of the crowd shaking in their boots, unable to move as the wolf looks around
>"Calm down, everyone," yells Sunset, "this creature is but an illusion, it's not capable of harming us."
>The wolf stands there, panting and looking around as though confused
>Sunset once again starts to run after you, albeit at a much more reasonable pace
>You feel a mental link to the wolf, and as Sunset is readying to move past it, you will it to jump in her path
>She continues to barrel ahead, as if expecting herself to move through to giant creature, when instead she runs smack into it and falls to the ground
>Just as the wolf is getting ready to pounce on her, you pull it back to avoid killing one of your classmates
>Sunset is simply shocked
>She quickly scampers away from the very real 5 foot tall wolf and readies her wand again
>As a spark of electrical energy gathers at the tip of her wand, you prepare your original spell, only this time you intend you place its effects upon your new companion
>A shot of lightning reaches out from Sunset's wand and rushes toward the Watchwolf
>Before it can arrive, familiar vines spring up from the ground and wrap themselves around the beast, grabbing Sunset's lightning spell and dissipating it, much like it did for you with Celestia
>She, upon seeing the effects of her magic become useless, sinks to the ground and drops her wand next to her
>She stares at you and your summoned companion, eyes wide and mouth agape with shock and fear
>You step past the wolf and make your way to Shimmer, taking confident strides, yet trying not to appear confrontational
>As you walk, you feel the rush of battle subside, and as time returns to its normal pace, your connection to the lands replenishes, granting you a fresh supply of mana
>Shimmer shimmies away from you, trying to retreat to the safety of her friends, but she meets a wall in the form of several students who remain frozen in place, spectating your encounter
>As you tower over Sunset, your stoic face turns to a welcoming smile, and you extend a hand to help the girl up
>She hesitantly takes your hand, and with your help she rises to her feet and dusts herself off
>She picks up her wand, and you prepare to cast another spell, but instead she simply stows away her wand in her robes and sighs
>The next things she does surprises you the most, as she smiles shyly and rubs her arm, just barely not making eye contact with you
>"Well, Anonymous, you are an odd fellow, but I must say, you do some good magic. And, if I was wrong about that, maybe I'm wrong about the rest too."
"So, you trust me now?"
>"Well, to be honest I wish I could say that, but it might take some time before I can really trust you. Don't get me wrong, it's not because of you, it's my fault."
"I don't think it is your fault. I know from experience that some wounds take time to heal, and that's okay."
***
A couple of hours have passed since your encounter with Sunset Shimmer outside at broom practice
>You're now sitting at a table in the dining hall, recounting more stories of your time on Ravnica, explaining more about the government and the functions of the guilds
>"I think I'd get along well with this 'Izzet' group," says Twilight, "unlocking the secrets of the universe through science is right up my alley."
"Eh, they seem to me a bit too 'mad science' for you. Trust me, when things go wrong within Izzet, they go REALLY wrong. Plus only the high-level people do research. Entry-level work mostly involves repairing and maintaining the public works."
>"Well I think the Cult of Rakdos sounds like a party and a half! Imagine all the fun you could have with them!" yells Pinkie Pie, nearly jumping out of her seat
"True, true, until they sacrifice you to a demon. Then you're not alive to have fun anymore."
>"Sure sure, but I bet all the orgies in the mean time would make it SO worth it!"
>You choke on your drink, nearly spewing it all over everyone, but fortunately you manage to keep it in your cup
>You look around to see if anyone else is nearly as shocked as you, but her friends all merely roll their eyes as if silently saying "Oh, Pinkie" in unison
>"What? It's just a joke. Besides, I'm sure there's not THAT many demonic sacrifices. If there were, they'd never have any members left. Besides, my dream is to open an alchemical bakery, and you did say Rakdos handles the food service."
"True, their reputation might be worse than they actually are, though that's not really saying much."
>Sunset glances over to you, looking like she has something to say
"Something on your mind, Sunset?"
>"Oh, well, you mentioned that the laws and ordinances are made by the Azorius Senate, but they sound like a bunch of bureaucrats. And it sounds like Ravnica isn't peaceful enough for an honor system, so I was wondering if there's a law enforcement guild."
"Oh, yes, of course, the Boros Legion. How could I have forgotten about them. They were the ones who arrived to drag me off to prison, after all."
>At this, the girls stop eating and stare at you, most of them wide-eyed with shock, but Sunset having a squinted glare of mistrust
"Oh right, I didn't mention that to you, did I? It kinda slipped out when I was talking to Celestia, but, yes, before I came here, I was in prison. Death row, actually."
>"Death row?!" asks Twilight, "what in Equestria did you do to get yourself executed?!"
"Violations of Title 2, Article 1, Chapter 5, Subchapter 3, Section 1, Subsections 14-2.1, 11-1.1, and 13-2.1 of the Azorius Code: Possession of a magical artifact above class 9 without an artificer's license, possession of a class-4 magical artifact without a class-3 artificer's license, and destruction of a class 5 or greater artifact without a class-3 artificer's license and operational disposal permit."
>More silence follows for quite some time, until Rarity speaks up
>"So, technically, you're an escaped criminal?"
"I suppose so, though I'm not sure what the extradition rules are across dimensions."
>Seeing that your joke fell flat, you decide to explain the situation clearly
"Look, I know it sounds bad, but remember, the Azorius Senate may well be the most overzealous, bureaucratic entity in the multiverse. You don't have to be violent or dangerous to wind up with your neck in their guillotine."
>"Besides," says Rainbow, jumping into the conversation, "if he was dangerous, Celestia would know about it, and wouldn't let him stay here."
>Giving you an aside glance, Sunset says "I guess, I just wish he was upfront with us."
>The girls and you eat in silence for the remainder of lunch, before going your separate ways
>You make your way to the school's general store and find an alarm clock for your room, purchasing it with the coins left for you by Celestia
>After setting it up, you go over the course material and prepare for tomorrow's class, taking notes on the various aspects of magic
>You can still feel the aether within you, and as you walk nearby fellow students you can feel it within them as well
>Each person feels slightly different, though you doubt you'd be able to identify someone blindly going off it alone
>Perhaps that's something that trained aethermages can do
>Pondering the mysteries of the universe, or rather multiverse, is tiring, so you set your alarm clock, wind it up, and prepare to drift off to sleep
***
>Running through the stone hallways, you round corner after corner
>Your pattering footsteps are drowned out by the heavy footfalls of boots
>Your raspy breath is drowned out by the voices shouting at you to stop running
>But you don't stop, you run for your life through hall after hall, trying to reach the exit
>And then your worst fear appears before you:
>A dead end
>You drop to your knees and turn around, skittering across the floor until your back is against the wall
>Having nowhere else to run, you accept your fate
>The mage before you raises her staff, preparing a spell as the rest of the guards block the hall behind her
>As crackling swirls of energy surround her staff, your ear are filled with the deafening roar of a bell
***
>You open your eyes and bolt upright in bed, the first thing you see being an alarm clock on your bedside stand
>So waking up in the forest and meeting the school of witches wasn't just a dream
>You silence the clock and prepare to begin your day
>This time you have the shower room to yourself, thankfully, and after your morning routine you are ready to being your first day as a student
>You've studied the materials and run a few practice quizes in your spare time, so you feel you should be ready for what's ahead
>You meet your new friends at a table in the great hall, and begin to eat your meal quietly
>While you'd normally be happily chatting away with them, your nerves are keeping your mouth sewn shut
>"Are you okay, Antonon?"
>Two things surprised you about this
>One, you're hearing Fluttershy not only speak, but address you directly
>Two, she's calling you by your first name
>She gazes at you expectantly, and after taking a moment to charge your brain up, you finally swallow and reply
"Uh, yeah, I'm okay. Just a bit nervous is all."
>"Well, can't say I blame ya," says Applejack, "every witch gets nervous on her first day o' school. Or, uh, his, I guess."
"Honestly it's not the coursework itself I'm worried about, I've been acing tests since I could hold a quill. It's more of the fact that I'm still not familiar with this plane's magic."
>"Seems to me like there's something else to it." says Sunset
>But rather than her usual condescending tone, she sounds genuinely concerned for you
>"Oh, sorry. I shouldn't pry, but, if you want to share, we might be able to help."
>After considering it for a moment, you decide you will divest your thoughts after all
"As you've probably noticed, I'm not very good with social situations. My observant nature combined with my impulse to speak what's on my mind tends to lead to hurt feelings. Rainbow Dash could tell you that much, if she hasn't already."
>The group look to Rainbow, who looks at you bewildered
>"Uh, dude, you didn't have to throw yourself under the bus like that."
"I know, but being honest and open is what you should do when you have friends, right?"
>You take a sip of water from your cup and set it down
"No seriously, is that right? I'm kind of new to this whole 'having friends' thing."
>No one answers you, prefering to stare at you in silence, making you feel more awkward
>"Anyway, what did he do, Rainbow?" says Sunset sternly
>"Nothing. Like I said, he actually helped me out yesterday. I mean, yeah, he did kinda pry into my mind a bit, and it was kinda uncomfortable at first, but it worked out in the end."
"Yeah, uh, I'm sorry for making you feel that way. Like I said, I'm brand new to this whole 'friends' business."
>"Well, right now it's about time for all of us to get into the 'getting to class' business." says Rarity, standing up from the table
>"Indeed, tardiness is no proper conduct for a witch." says Twilight, before blinking and turning to you
>"Or, uh, Wizard."
"Let's just not bother with separation of gendered pronouns or descriptors. It'll be easier that way."
>"Fair enough."
>With that, the lot of you make your way to your first lecture, Magical Theory
>You're sweating a bit, but now that you've eased yourself into the world of socialization, it's becoming less and less painful to think about the classroom with time
>And before you know it, you're walking into the room, ready (for the most part) to take on your first day as a student of the Canterlot Royal Magical Academy
***
>You take a seat in the room and place your books before yourself
>The seating is comprised of rows of curved benches with a single long table-like desk on each one
>These benches rise up from the teacher's desk area like those of an amphitheater
>Near the front of the class, a woman with dark pink skin and lighter pink hair stands behind an oaken desk
>Pieces of chalk write on the board behind her, and various books turn themselves deliberately to certain pages before plaicng themselves gently before her
>As the students, including you, finish taking their seats, the woman looks up to address the room
>Whether magically or through simple talent she seems to be speaking to everyone individually yet simultaneously, and with a strong voice hear loud and clear throughout the large room, but with no distortion or echo
>"Good morning everyone, and welcome back to Magical Theory 101 with yours truly. Since we have a new student with us today, I'll go ahead and introduce myself. I am Miss Cheerilee, but you can call me... Miss Cheerilee." she says with a flourishing bow
>A few chuckles can be heard around you, though you don't think they're aimed at you
>Miss Cheerilee has a very bright, outgoing attitude, and you suspect quips like this aren't too uncommon
>"One thing before we begin: Headmistress Celestia has instructed me to spend some extra time this week reiterating some of the basics of magical theory. Now, while this is partly because of Mr. Ptolymous' new presence here, there is just as much cause within the results of this year's midterm exam."
>Several students visibly and audible wince at her mention of these exams
>"An alarming number of you failed the exam, and among those who passed, many barely did. So for those of you who did well and aren't looking forward to repeating this early material, don't just blame our new student for popping in when he did. And I mean it. With that said, let us begin with chapter 2, page 1."
>She begins to explain in depth many of the things you read about in the textbook, giving you new insight on the nature of the aether, or "magical energy" as she puts it
>You take notes dutifully, making sure to pay special care to when she expounds upon the statements in the book
>Finally, she calls her first question from the class
>"Who can tell me what a spell actually is?"
>Several other students, including Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and a few others you don't know, all raise their hands in unison
>These are likely to be the ones who struggled with the midterm and want to prove they've learned
>"Yes, Miss Cloudkicker?"
>A girl near the front of the class stands up and addresses the teacher while holding her wand in her hands in a presenting manner
>"A spell is, fundamentally, a manifestation of magical power, shaped and designed to have a specific effect on something in the physical world."
>"Correct, you may take your seat. Now, speaking of which, who can explain the nature of the wand as it relates to spellcasting?"
>This time you raise your hand along with some other students, and Cheerille smiles when she sees you doing so
>"Alright, how about you, Mr. Ptolymous?"
>You stand up and similarly hold your wand out for her and the class to see
"Well, my understanding of it is that a wand is generally necessary for spellcasting as it provides the focal point for the spell to leave the casters body and enter the physical world to do, um, whatever it is that spell does."
>"Hmm, not exactly how the book phrases it, but that sounds about right to me. I'm glad you're getting an idea of magic so quickly. Hopefully you'll be ready for the makeup exam next week. You may take your seat."
>Several people are staring at you, as you are so uncomfortably aware, yet you see no malice on their faces
>Instead, they seem to be looking at you with a sort of curiosity, as though you are some exotic animal or relic, wondering what you'll do next
>You still wish they weren't doing it
>You hear several more questions and their answers, continuing to take your notes, until you are roused by the sound of a ringing bell
>"Alright, that's all the time we have for today. Because of the dual nature the class will be taking on over the next week, those of you who wish to prepare more for either the makeup exam or the upcoming tests can visit me in my office during the day after classes."
>The students shuffle out of class and head off toward the next area, with a similar room taking the place of the one you were just in
>At the forefront stands a woman with long scarlet hair and fair, rosy skin
>You're beginning to think that you're may be not just the only male student but only male person in the while school
>Similarly to Cheerilee, she has pieces of chalk and book floating around, writing on the chalkboard and turning themselves to various pages
>Her name, or at least you assume it is, is actually written on the chalkboard itself: Miss Roseluck
>According to your schedule, she is the Magical Safety 101 teacher
>Her class goes mostly the same, except that she doesn't do as much review of the early materials you've read, instead taking a more hands-on approach with various segments from throughout the textbook
>She pulls pieces related to each other from various chapters and pages, staying on certain topics before moving on to others
>Today's theme seems to be safety with magical artifacts
>Fitting, given the events that lead to your being here
>After this class is over, you collect your notes and books and head out into the hall with your other students
>It's already midday by now, and you're headed to the grand hall again for lunch with your friends
>Rather than have every class be a short ordeal each day, it seems that each class only takes place a few days per week, but with long class sessions for each one
>Thus, after lunch you'll only have herbology and magical history for today
>You take your place among your friends as they ask you questions about how you're settling into classes
"It's certainly not bad," you say to them over a glass of water, "I guess I was worried about nothing after all."
>I figured you'd fit in pretty quickly," says Sunset of all people, "you definitely know how to read people and situations. I bet you'll be fine."
>"Awwwww," says Pinkie Pie, throwing her arms around Sunset and rubbing her cheek up against hers, "look at our Sunset putting the past aside and warming up to the new guy so quickly."
>She pauses to wipe a tear from her eye and blow her nose into a tissue procured from an unknown location behind herself before wrapping herself back around Sunset
>"I'm so proud of you."
>"Yeah," says Sunset as she pries herself off of Pinkie, "I guess I overreacted too. But, all's well that ends well, right?"
"Indeed. and, I can't say i blame you either. Unfamiliarity is hard for people to deal with anyway, and it sounds to me like you had a some troubles in your past that interfered with it."
>She casts her face down at the table and sighs
>"Yeah, you could say that."
>You swallow your water hard and look over to her, realizing you're mistake
"Oh, uh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
>"Oh no, it's fine," she says, cutting you off, "you're not at fault for it."
>You sit awkwardly with the group and they talk and eat, finding yourself at a bit of a loss for apetite
>Though you have calmed down significantly since morning, your nerves are still there, and your faux pas with Sunset isn't helping either
>You down some juice and bread hoping to get the energy for the afternoon's lessons, and before long you're shuffling through the hallway without any of your friends by your side, and their schedules diverged from your at this point
>You take a deep breath and steel yourself for your first solo class experience as you walk into the greenhouse
>In the greenhouse, you find a variety of plants, some of which seems to be regular, inert plants, others are clearly magical and alive
>To your startled surprise, you recognize at least one of them
"Is that what I think it is?" you find yourself saying aloud, without even meaning to
>The professor, who has just walked in another door to the greenhouse and stands before the class, turns to look at the plant creature you stare at
>"Well now," she says, "that would depend on what you think it is, dear."
>You inspect the plant from what you presume to be a safe distance
>It has a number of mouths on the end of long stalks, which themselves are connected to a central body with roots extending out like tentacles
"I've seen something similar to this in the Selesnyan gardens in Ravnica. I believe it's a Phytohydra."
>the teacher looks at you quizzically, as though you've said something outrageous
>"Ravnica? Oh right, that other world you're from, or something like that. Yes, well, I'm surprised to hear you have Phytohydras there. I guess it would makes sense in a way, though. Plants are plants, after all."
>You get the feeling that this woman isn't the type to question things too deeply, and her statement leaves you pondering the implications yourself
>Despite what would normally be a somewhat embarrassing moment for yourself, you find that you aren't too worried about the attention anymore
>Instead, you find yourself focused on the classwork
>A small part of you feels slightly impressed with yourself for casting off your insecurities so quickly
>Another part of you wonders if they're truly gone or merely suppressed
>After identifying several plants and taking notes on how to care for them, you leave the greenhouse and head back to the castle, ready for your fourth and final class of the day
***
>History has never been much of a strong suit for you
>Of course, memorizing the dates and names posed little challenge, but giving an explanation of why certain things happened is a other thing entirely
>You may decide to take up Twilight Sparkle's offer to assist you in your studies
>Or, more accurately, Headmistress Celestia's offer for Twilight to do so
>With all of the names and dates written down and stored in your memory, you stand, stretch your back, and join the other students in taking your leave for the day
>You decide to take a stroll around the field where you and Sunset had your little, eh, confrontation
>You're delighted to see your friends all sitting on the grass, talking and having a good time
>You nearly catch yourself walking away and leaving them to it, a small feeling that you don't belong still nagging at you
>But then Applejack sees you and waves to you, the rest noticing and following suit
>Pinkie in particular is jumping up and down shouting "Oh! Oh! Nonny! Come over here!"
>You oblige her and take a seat on the grass in a circle with them
>You feel the sun shining brightly on your face, and the cool breeze washing over you carries away a lot of the tension you're feeling
>"So," says Rainbow Dash, "how was it flying solo?"
"Not nearly as bad as I brought myself to believe. As I expected, history class was the biggest challenge. We're supposed to write a paper on Starswirl the Bearded's motivations for banishing the Sons and Daughters of the Sirens, but I haven't the slightest clue where to begin."
>"Don't stress it man, you're great at reading people, right? I'm sure you're already in Starswirl's head right now." she says, pointing to her own temple
"That's the thing though," you say with a sigh, "I can't read what Startswirl is thinking, his emotions, his motivations, or his reasoning, without having him here in front of me and talking with him. I may need some help with this assignment."
>"And I'm guessing having him naked would help too?"
>The deep breath you were taking turns into a shaky cough as you look at Rainbow in a panic, trying to silently plead with her not to say any more
>Rainbow, rarity, and Applejack all share a laugh as they look to each other in silent understanding of, well, something you don't know
>Pinkie also joins in the laughter, though you doubt she even knows why she's laughing
>"Don't worry, I told them the truth already."
"Yes, well, that's what I was afraid of."
>"Ah, young romance," says Rarity, swooning in a quite melodramatic fashion, "how lucky you are, Rainbow to not even have to leave the school to be with the object of your affections."
>"Affections?!"
>Rainbow, her mouth agape and eyes wide, double takes between you and Rarity several times before shaking her head
>"Whoa whoa whoa, slow down Rarity. You got it all wrong. Anon's cool and all, but he's just a friend."
>"Aw, c'mon, Dash," says Applejack, "y'already told us what ya think of him. Why can't ya just tell him too?"
>Rainbow Dash shouts back at Applejack, "AJ! What-, I-, why-, ugh!"
>She looks over at you, and you try to give her a reassuring smile to calm her down
>Instead she buries her face in her hands, her cheeks turning as red as the streak in her hair, and she turns away from you and the rest of the group
>"Fine," she says, muffled by her hands, "you want me to tell him the truth?"
>"It's up ta you, RD," says Applejack, "but I think if he's really yer friend you should be upfront and honest with him."
>Rainbow takes a deep breath, turns to face you, and, after a moment's hesitation, looks you in the eyes
>"anon, i really like you. I don't know what it is, but there's something about you that makes me think you're a really nice guy, and worth being around, so, yeah, I like you, alright?"
>She stares at you for a while, this same look of determined stubbornness on her face, and it occurs to you that you might want to reply at some point
"I, uh, you too."
>She blinks a few times and cocks her head, looking confused by your nonsensical reply
"I mean, I like you too. You're bold, adventurous, but also really kind. Basically, I feel the same way about you. That's what that incoherent babbling was meant to convey."
>She looks at you blankly for a moment before bursting out laughing, giving you a light punch on the arm
>"You sure do like  to use big words, don't you?"
"For you, maybe. It' not my fault I like to flex my linguistic expertise every now and then."
>"See, that's exactly what I meant."
>The seven of you sit in silence for a moment as you contemplate the happenings of today
>You feel the same cool breeze washing over you, as well as the flows of mana and aether from your surroundings
>You feel Rainbow leap to her feet and stride over to you, and the flow of ather between her and her broom as she summons it to her hand
>You open your eyes to find Rainbow standing over you, broom in hand with her other hand outstretch to you
>You take it and get to your feet as Applejack hands you another broom
>"So, let's work on that flying."
***
>You feel your stomach growl with hunger as you and Rainbow Dash complete your umpteenth lap of the field
>With some tips and coaching from her, you've finally gotten the hang of it enough to ride smoothly and moderate speeds
>You doubt you'll be winning any races or doing any stunts any time soon, but the feeling of flight fills you with joy nonetheless
>You meet with Rainbow in midair, the two of you stopping your brooms in opposite directions next to each other
>"That was pretty good, dude. You're really getting the hang of this."
"You think so? I gotta say, the feeling of flight is pretty amazing. I've never imagined being so free."
>"Yeah, I've been flying ever since I could walk, pretty much. Gotta be good at something, right?"
>At this point you feel like you're at a crossroads
>Do you ask her what she meant, or ignore the statement?
>Perhaps she considers it private information and wouldn't want you to press it
>On the other hand, it may be a call for attention, and your not pursuing it would be seen as apathy
>you quickly formulate a response that you hope would cover all your bases
"You certainly are good at it, in my opinion at least. I never grew up in a world where broom flying existed, let alone competitive broom flying."
>It seems you made the right choice, as her expression remains as genuinely cheerful as ever
>"You know, dude, you might wanna stop thinking so hard sometimes. Instead of reading into every little thing people do or say, it might work out to just go with the flow and trust your instincts."
>You can't help but crack a grin at her surprisingly perceptive statement
"It seems you've decided to try reading people as well. And I must say, you're not half bad at it."
>She lets out a surprisingly feminine giggle, before bringing her broom in closer to you
>She puts a hand on your arm and takes your hand in her own
"You know the others can see us from down there, right?" you say pointing down to the rest of your friends gathered below
>"That's fine by me." she says as she leans in close
>You lean in with her as well, and the next thing you know, your lips are entwined with hers
>You feel a surge of powerful emotions radiating off of her, and you imagine she feels the same from you
>Her lips are warm, almost hot even, and her scent is like the sweet smoke of a fruit wood campfire
>Soon enough you feel a blazing heat radiate from around her and you're forced to pull away, even fly back a bit
>Rainbow Dash is surrounded by a shining aura of light and flame, and before you know it, she's disappeared
***
>Okay, out of all the times to panic, this is not one of them
>You calmly lower your broom to the ground and try to think rationally
>The six screaming girls in a circle around you aren't making it easy
>"Where is Rainbow Dash?!"
>"Why did she vanish?!"
>"What did you DO?!"
>The last of those is accented by Sunset's hand grasping your shirt and pulling your face close to hers
>You take a deep breath and exhale
"You feel it too, right? Her aether trail?"
>"Yeah, it just up and disappeared after YOU kissed her!"
"It didn't disappear, though. I can feel it go on, past the boundaries of this plane of existence?"
>"Tell me what you mean right now, or I swear you're dead!"
>As she says this, Sunset draws her wand from her robe and raises its tip under your chin
"I think Rainbow is like me. Her spark ignited from the rush of emotions, and she traveled to another world."
>Sunset's expression falls, as do those of her friends, as they realize the implications of your words
>"If that's true," says Rarity, "then Rainbow Dash is trapped in another world?"
>Sunset release her grip on you as she slowly sinks down, her arms drooping and falling to her side as she drops her wand to the ground
>Fluttershy approaches you, looking much more calm and together than the rest of them
>"You know how to bring her back, right Anonymous?"
>You sigh and run a hand through your hair
"I don't think I can do that from here, but I may be able to follow her."
>"Follow her where?" asks Twilight
"I wish I could say I knew. But I'll try, post-haste."
>You close your eyes and concentrate on the feeling of Rainbow Dash's aether trail
>You're both pleasantly surprised and horribly frightened to find your grip on this world loosening
>You concentrate harder on the feeling of Rainbow's aether trail, focusing your mind on her
>Finally, with a rush of cool grass-scented breeze and shining light, you slip away into the unknown
>You keep your eyes closed the entire time, focusing on your mental connection to Dash's aether
>It's a tad difficult, considering that you feel nothing but raw aetherial energy flowing all around you, yet you are able to follow her trail anyway
>Eventually, you begin to feel physical sensations again
>Light, heat, and gravity all take hold of you at once, as you feel yourself sprawl out onto grassy ground
>You quickly stand up and open your eyes, scanning your surroundings
>You see Rainbow Dash, naked as the day she was born, lying on the ground nearby
>As you rush over to check on her, she begins to raise her head and lean up on her arms
>You're overfilled with joy at the fact that she's apparently alive, yet you can't shake the fear of this unfamiliar land
>You lean Rainbow Dash against you as you scan your surroundings for sign of danger
>Nearby you is a wooded foothill, and in the distance behind it are snow-peaked mountains
>In the other direction a sparse forest sprawls out, seemingly having been nearly burned down judging by the looks of it
>Dash stirs in your arms, looking around and then up at you, a confused expression on her face, that of one who knows not where they are or how they arrived
>You can relate
>"Anonymous? What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same." you reply, smiling wide as you fail to contain the joy of finding her alive and seemingly well
>"The last thing I remember is us kissing, and then something pulled me away? Where are we?"
"I'm afraid I don't know, you're the one that led the way, after all."
>She appears confused at your statement, and you imagine the shock of planeswalking for the first time hasn't worn off yet
>She looks down at herself and notices her own nudity
>Rather than cover herself, however, she simply leans into you more and chuckles to herself
>"I guess you got to see me naked again after all. Happy?"
"Truthfully I care more about seeing you alive. We had no idea where you went when you disappeared."
>Rainbow takes a better look around and realizes, to her apparent shock, that she doesn't recognize the area at all
>"Wait, what happened anyway?"
"Your spark ignited and you traveled to another world, just like how I got to Canterlot. Speaking of which, we need to make our way back there as soon as possible."
>"Wait wait wait. You're saying that I traveled to another world? How is that possible?"
>You stand her up and wrap your robe around her, leaving yourself in your pants and shirt
"We'll discuss the details later. For now, getting back is our top priority."
>Suddenly, the two of you are shaken by a deafening roar
>from over the foothill a huge creature flies into view, seems to spot the two of you, and makes a beeline for you both
>From the outstretched webbed wings, scaled lizard-like body, and dragon-like head, you guess that this is a dragon
"Okay, scratch that. Surviving is now our number one priority."
>Rainbow begins to run away, but you grab her hand and hold her to you
"Running won't do any good. There's no cover nearby and this thing is far faster than us. We'll have to fight it."
>"Fight it?! Are you CRAZY?!"
"No, I'm perfectly sane. Hence why I didn't try to run from a dragon."
>The beast lands in front of the two of you and lets loose another deafening roar
>You begin summoning another watchwolf as Rainbow Dash picks up her wand which miraculously survived the journey here
>The dragon eyes the beast you summoned intently; however, it decides to instead focus on the two of you
>Rainbow lets a small burst of lightning from her wand at the creature, and while it seems to have hurt it, it stand tall still
>The dragon roars again, only this time a stream of fire follows suit, directly at Dash
>In an instant you summon your familiar vines around her, hoping beyond hope that it will shield her as before
>To your surprise and delight, the vines seem to absorb the stream of fire, dissipating them into the ground and air as they would a spell
>The dragon attempts once again to roast Dash where she stands, but the flames are still stopped by those miraculous vines
>Unfortunately, Rainbow Dash seems to have dropped her wand in a panic, and can't find it
>Your wolf, meanwhile, has settled into its surroundings and awaits your command
>You call it forward to the dragon, and it bites into it several times, ripping scales, hide, and flesh alike from its leg
>The dragon roars and bites down on the wolf, tossing it into the air and letting it hit the ground with a sickening crunch
>You can feel your connection to the beast die, as it has seemingly done, and so, out of mana and out of options, you wait and hope that something will rescue you
>You look to Dash, who seems to have given up finding her wand and instead stares the dragon down intently
>As the dragon licks its wounds, you feel hot, burning mana radiating from Rainbow Dash
>She stretches her hands to the sky and a small storm cloud forms over the dragon's head
>Just as it readies another fiery roar, a huge lightning bolt strikes it in the back, it's thunder threatening to pop your eardrums, and with one final roar, the great dragon falls to the ground, limp and unmoving
***
>You and Rainbow Dash cower underneath a tree near the edge of the forest
>She managed to find her wand following the battle, and the two of you are resting and recovering, trying to find the energy to make your way back
>An eerie silence looms over the two of you, neither of you daring to make a sound
>The silence is deafening, however, and you feel like some small talk will boost morale
"So, you cast a spell without your wand. I take it you felt mana, then?"
>Rainbow looks at you, but then turns forward and continues standing at the ground
>"Yeah, I felt a red-hot energy from the mountains in the distance. When I pulled it into me, I just kinda knew what to do, and then the lightning bolt happened."
"Yeah, that's how it was for me when I first created those vines. The joy of finally having magic of my own was indescribable."
>"Oh yeah, you couldn't do magic before then, huh?"
"Right, just like you couldn't cast spells from mana before."
>"Which reminds me, what happened, exactly?"
"Like I said, I promise to explain what I know and what I believe I know, but right now we should try to get back to Canterlot."
>Sighing, Rainbow lifts herself to her feet and you follow suit
>"So how does this work, exactly? You need to at least tell me that much before we can go back."
"Well, unfortunately I don't know exactly how it works, but I have a theory. When I came here, I did it by following your aether trail. That is, the trail of magical energy, as you'd call it."
>"Right, but without a trail to follow, how to we find our way back?"
"Good question. I also focused a lot on you, thinking about who you are, both physically and mentally. That helped me tune in on where you were. So I'm thinking, if we focus hard enough on our friends and our home, we should land there. Or at least close enough."
>She shifts back and forth apprehensively, appearing to weigh her options
>"I trust you. We just gotta think about our friends, right?"
"Exactly. Think about their faces, their names, their personalities, and the feeling of there magic signatures. Oh, and you may want to put a small amount of thought into keeping that robe on you, lest you end up stark naked again in front of everyone."
>"Oh, haha, right," she says, blushing and looking away to the side, "we wouldn't want that, right?"
>...
"My my, Rainbow, you're a bit of an exhibitionist, aren't you?"
>"Oh shut up," she says, shoving you away playfully, "I'm basically the opposite of that, in case you forgot."
>You hear another roar in the direction of the foothill, and your expression turns serious as you turn to Rainbow Dash
"Time to go."
>She nods at you and the two of you lock hands
>You both begin to fade away from this realm and make your way into the blind eternities
"One more thing. Keep your eyes closed, see with your mind."
>"Got it."
>You slip fully away into the void, feeling Rainbow Dash at your side, as you concentrate on the feeling of your friends, your school, and your new life
>It's much easier to find your way this time with Rainbow Dash adding her mental energy to the navigation
>You feel the sensations of the world begin to take hold of you again
>You're not sure how, but somehow it feels familiar, and you know that this is the world you meant to travel to
>You and Rainbow Dash materialize within another forest, and by the flow of mana you can tell its the same one you originally landed in when you first arrived in Canterlot
>You see Rainbow looking around worriedly, trying to gauge the surroundings
>You put a hand on her shoulder, and smile at her, feeling all your worries fading away
"Don't worry, Dash. We're home."
>She breathes a sigh of relief, and looks down to see your robe still on her
>"And I'm not naked this time."
"Glad to hear it."
>"But not glad to see it, huh?"
>This time, you give her a playful punch on the arm
"Come on Dash, I expect everyone's waiting for us."
***
>You and Rainbow Dash exit the forest to a similar sight to when you first arrived
>It's a bit later in the day, but there's still plenty of sunlight left
>Headmistress Celestia and Captain Spitfire are talking to your friends one by one, as several other students and teachers attempt to console them
>Sunset Shimmer is once again the first to see you, and her expression changes from sorrow to shock to elation as she jumps up and bounds toward the two of you
>The others quickly follow suit with Sunset grabbing both of you and holding you against her
>When the other five arrive, they surround the three of you and initiate a massive group hug
>All of them are crying openly, and from the marks on their faces you can tell they've been at it for a while
>It's especially easy to see with Rarity, whose mascara has nearly escaped her eyelashes entirely
>Celestia and Spitfire land nearby, and Celestia separates the others from you with magic, much to their disappointment
>"I see the two of you have returned safe and sound. I'll need to see you in my office soon to discuss this, but for now, I think I'll let you reunite with your friends. There is one thing I'm wondering though."
>"What's that, headmistress?" says Rainbow
>Celestia looks to Spitfire who nods understandingly at her, then faces back to you and says
>"You two want to explain to us why Ms. Dash is wearing nothing but Mr. Ptolymous' robe?"
>You and Dash look to each other, then back to Spitfire and Celestia, and then the you of you share a tired laugh
"You know, considering the circumstances, we completely forgot all about that."
>"Yeah," says Dash, "after fighting a dragon, clothes don't seem like much of a priority."
>You hear Rarity loudly scoff behind you
>"A dragon? Oh my, we really do have a lot to discuss, don't we?"
"Indeed, but to answer your question, it turns out that keeping your clothing on when traveling between worlds requires a small portion of your concentration, so when it happens for the first time suddenly and without warning, one may find themselves without said clothing upon arrival, hence why I appeared here the way I did."
>"Yeah," says Rainbow, "when I woke up in, well, wherever I was, I didn't have a thread on me either, so Anon lent me his robe to cover up."
>"Okay," says Spitfire, "but I heard talk about a dragon, so we might want to move on from Ms. Dash's state of dress and onto that."
>"Indeed," says Celestia, "we should make our way back to my office. I'd have us all fly there this time, but that doesn't seem like the best idea considering Ms. Dash's situation
>Dash blushes and looks away yet again
>"Oh, not to worry, Headmistress," says Rarity as she rounds into view, "I have just the thing for that."
>She procures what appears to be a fabric rectangle in a metal frame from her purse
>She then flicks her wrist and it unfolds into a large changing partition, seemingly using the same spacial magic within Pinkie Pie's hair
>After placing the partition such that Rainbow Dash is blocked from view by it, she moves behind it herself
>After hearing the sounds of wood being sawed, hammers banging on metal, and cats yowling, she folds it up to reveal rainbow wearing a full school uniform, with your robe folded neatly on Rarity's shoulder
"What just happened?"
>"I have no idea." says Rainbow, with Rarity giving you an almost smug wink
>"Dress magic, darling. Dress magic. I invented it myself."
"You would, wouldn't you?"
>After a beat, Celestia claps her hands together and says
>"Well then, flying to my office it is."
>"Wait, I just have one more thing before we go," says Dash, "watch this."
>She puts her wand on the ground in front of her, gestures to it, and then puts her hands together in front of her
>As she pulls them apart, arcs of electricity connect them, crackling into the air as her hair begins to raise outward and spike out
>She turns her palms upward and the electric arcs form an arch, growing thicker before shooting into the air
>"Now I can do the same kind of wand-free magic as Anon! It's so awesome!"
>Your friends all gasp in awe at her display, even Fluttershy, who started to cower behind Applejack, but doubled back and watched front and center
>"Impressive" says Celestia
>"Great, that's going to extend the debriefing even more," says Spitfire, "which reminds me, we should get going now."
>The set of four consisting of you, Rainbow Dash, Celestia, and Spitfire all mount brooms and begin flying toward the high tower of the academy
>While en route, you pull up next to Celestia and talk over the wind to her
"Headmistress, I understand you have many questions for us, but there's something I've been wondering for a while."
>"Well, ask away, my dear student."
"How is it that you're able to detect the flow of mana in me?"
>"Well," she replies, "how did you connect to the flow of our magic energy? Aether, I believe you called it?"
"Well, I basically just cast a spell that attuned me to the aether and allowed me to detect and harvest it."
>"And likewise, I developed a spell that allows me to feel the flows of mana through the surrounding lands, as well as those who hold it within themselves. Unfortunately, I'm not able to harvest it myself, though I've been trying for quite some time."
>She glaces your way and gives the same warm, motherly smile you've come to expect from her
>"Does that answer your question, Anon?"
"Yes, it does, Headmistress. Thank you."
>"Not a problem, my dear student."
>With these words, Celestia touches down on a balcony on the outside of the tower, with you, Dash, and Spitfire following suit
>She taps the door with her wand and it opens much like the door from the inside, and the four of you walk in, brooms in hand
>She waves her wand and an additional chair floats over and settles on each side of her desk
>She and Spitfire take the seats on her side, and you and Rainbow take the remaining two seats, you directly opposite Celestia and Rainbow opposite Spitfire
>"So, let's start from the top. What happened leading up to Ms. Dash's disappearance, Anonymous?"
"Rainbow Dash was teaching me how to properly fly a broom. We met in midair to have a little chat. As we did, Rainbow pulled me closer and, well, the two of us, uh, kissed."
>Celestia raises an eyebrow at this, and Spitfire simply buries her face in her hands
>"This is going to cause so many problems." she says, muffled and distraught
>Celestia simply nods and says to go on
"When we did, I felt a powerful surge of emotion coming off of her. It felt hot and passionate, and I don't just mean in the usual way. I felt it in the same way one would feel a magic signature."
>Celestia merely nods at you and gestures to continue
"Before I continue the timeline of events, I feel I must sidetrack a bit to explain some things about the travel between planes, as well as the nature of what I and Rainbow Dash are."
>"Very well," says Celestia, "whatever details you feel are important, please provide them."
"Thank you. Now, according to the rumors and legends, one in a million sentient creatures will be born with something called a 'planeswalker's spark'. Of those, one in a million will have their spark ignite, making them a planeswalker. That is, a being with the ability to 'walk' between the planes of existence. That is, the various worlds that exist within the multiverse."
>Celestia once again nods for you to continue
"These rumors and legends are denied up and down by the authorities, yet those in high places claim them to be true, as I've overheard many times."
>"Yet they're simply rumors, are they not?" asks Spitfire
"Perhaps, yet there is clearly some truth to them, given that both I and Rainbow Dash have planeswalked."
>"Very well, continue."
"It's said that a spark can be ignited in one of three ways. One is as a safeguard to prevent the person with the spark from dying. Another is due to an overwhelming surge of powerful emotions. And the third is by diligent meditation leading to a revelation about the multiverse and the nature of the spark."
>"So beings with this spark may go their whole lives without ever becoming one of these 'planeswalkers'?" asks Celestia
"Indeed. Again, it's said that only one in a million with the spark will ignite it. Although having a spark is said to be enough to survive the blind eternities, the space between planes. Without a spark, the slightest touch of the space between worlds will supposedly kill instantly."
>Celestia instantly perks up when you say this, a curious look on her face
>"You say a mere touch should kill someone without the spark instantly?"
"Well, such is the legend."
>"Then, since I survived my encounter with this space, then it's possible I might have this spark as well?"
"Well, it's certainly possible. Though, I must advise that you not attempt suicide to try to ignite it. After all, even if you do have the spark, there's a nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine out of one million chance it won't ignite. Supposedly."
>Her expression falters a bit, but soon the disappointment is replaced by a look of cunning planning
>"Anyway, do continue."
"So my spark ignited via the first method, saving my life as I was about to be decapitated. I believe Rainbow's ignited the second way, due to overwhelming emotions activated her latent spark."
>"Makes sense to me," says Rainbow, "I wasn't in any danger until after I, uh, 'planeswalked' away."
>"Speaking of which," says Spitfire, "I still want to get to the part about the dragon, so please continue with the debriefing. I think we understand the mechanics of this 'spark' well enough. Or at least the legends and rumors behind it."
"Very well. So after Dash disappeared in an aura of light and flame, I nearly panicked, but I was able to keep my cool as I realized it would be for the best for her. I explained to our friends that I believed I could follow her. Unlike the others, who couldn't feel her aether trail, that is her magic signature as you call it, I was able to feel it extending beyond the reach of this plane."
>"And so you followed that trail to another plane." says Celestia
"Indeed. I landed near to where I found Dash, seemingly unconscious. However she quickly came to and we got a bearing on the surroundings."
>"I see. Ms. Dash, tell me what you remember of the experience up to this point."
>"Well, it was like Anon said. We, uh, you know, kissed, and uh, I just felt really hot and emotional. Like not the usual way, but REALLY hot, like I was on fire. And then I noticed I WAS on fire. Then the next thing I know, I wake up feeling grass below me."
>"So you were burning up, and then you woke, up, and that's it?" asks Spitfire
>"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. As I felt this burning sensation, it didn't feel painful. Instead it felt kind of natural. But I also felt something pulling me away. I remember feeling like I was floating, and then the next thing I knew I woke up."
>"Does this sound familiar to you, Mr. Anonymous?"
"Actually, no. I had the guillotine blade about to slice through my neck, everything went black, and then I woke up in the forest. My guess is that because Dash's spark ignited due to emotion, rather than impending death, it happened slower, and she had time to experience these feelings before she blacked out."
>"Well, that makes as much sense as any other part of this whole thing to me." says Spitfire. "Continue, Ms. Dash."
>"Right, so I woke up and at first my vision was all blurry as I was getting up. I felt someone pick me up, and I saw Anon's face. We talked about how I disappeared, then I looked down and realized I was naked."
>"At which point you immediately covered yourself while Anonymous looked away," asks Spitfire, "right? Right? Please tell me I'm right."
>"Well, no," says Dash.
>"Ugh."
>"Look, it's not like that okay? Yeah, I cared I was naked, but given that we didn't know where we were, or what was out there with us, survival kinda took priority over modesty. I was more concerned with getting my bearings and making a plan of action than covering myself."
>Spitfire's expression turns from one of exasperation, to one of understanding, and even commendation
>"Okay. Okay you know what? When you put it like that, I understand. I can respect that. So you got your bearing and eventually you were covered with Anon's robe, correct?"
>"Right, after I wrapped up, we continued discussing what happened with my sudden disappearance and how he found me."
>"Alright then," says Celestia, "Anon, what happened after that?"
"After that, we heard a loud roar."
>You recount the tale of the dragon's appearance, how you made the decision to stay and fight, how the two of you took it down together, and how Dash cast her first mana spell to finish it off
"So after that we took cover underneath one of the remaining trees. I explained my theories of how to correctly planeswalk to Dash and together, we made our way back to Canterlot."
>"At first I wasn't sure we made it back to the right place, but Anon reassured me that we were back home."
"I could tell by the mana that it was the same forest I first appeared in here. Man, it feels like forever ago. Hard to believe it's only been two days."
>"Yeah, somehow I feel like I've known you forever." says Rainbow Dash
>She takes your hand in hers and gives it a little squeeze, smiling warmly at you
>"Oh yeah, that reminds me," says Spitfire, "we still need to have a little talk about your relationship."
>Your and Dash's expressions fall as the two of you both slowly turn to look at Spitfire
>She stares at you two for several agonizing moments before finally speaking
>"Don't get pregnant."
>...
>"That is all."
>Celestia stifles a few snickers, but her grip on it gradually loosens, and soon she is laughing out loud
>Spitfire gives a defeated sigh for the innumerable time today and turns to Celestia who does calm herself down
>"Ma'am, it's going to be kind of hard for them to take me seriously with this happening."
>"I'm sorry it's just, sometimes your delivery can be unintentionally hilarious."
>Spitfire, rather than sighing again, elects to change things up a bit by instead groaning loudly
>"Look, if you two are going to get up to any shenanigans of the potentially reproductive variety, make sure you use protection. And if you need any help or have any questions about that, ask someone who's not me."
>With that she stands and quickly strides out of the room
>"She does have a point, though," says Celestia, "it would be wise to avoid any unforeseen, complications arising from your relationship."
>"Oh, no need to worry about that, Headmistress. I think Captain spitfire has the wrong idea here. Anon and I have only been dating since today. We're not, I mean I'm not, uh. You know."
>As she says this she draws her knees to her chest and looks away from both of you
>"So you're not at the point of sexual intimacy then?"
>Rainbow coughs loudly and, still looking away replies
>"Right. That's what I was trying to say."
>"I see. Well it's good that you two are taking things slow, doing it right. I wish the two of you well. You are dismissed for now."
>You and Dash stand and exit the office together, heading down to the great hall where dinner is already in full swing
>You see your friends at a table, and you and Dash sit next to each other between Applejack and Fluttershy, and across from Twilight, Rarity, Pinkie, and Sunset
"I'll spare you the trouble of asking. Just let us get some food in our stomachs and we'll tell you all the full story."
>And so, after eating a modest meal of meat and potatoes, you recount everything once again to your friends
>The planeswalking, the rumors and legends, finding Rainbow Dash, the dragon attack, no detail is left out
>As you tell your tale, around the time you get to the dragon appearing, you hear all conversations in the great hall cease
>In fact, by the time you get to the summoning of your watchwolf you are indeed the only person in the entire hall talking
>Sunset actually casts an enchantment on you that raises your voice similar to Celestia's and asks you to start over from the dragon's first appearance
>So you do, though you leave out some details like your talk with Dash about your feelings until you finally reach the part where you were back in Canterlot
"And, well, you know the rest. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm thoroughly exhausted. Even if I fall asleep now and sleep twelve hours it's doubtful I'd wake up with my alarm tomorrow. So, good night everyone."
>With that, you shamble back to your bedroom and crash on the bed
>With your last vestige of strength and consciousness you activate your alarm clock, your hand falling down just as the switch is pressed and you fade into blackness
***
>You wake up once again to the ringing of your alarm clock
>Shaking the thoughts of Rainbow Dash being devoured by a dragon out of your head, you arise and go through your normal daily routine
>Classes pass by similarly to yesterday, except this time you have Alchemy instead of Herbology
>As you enter the room for the class, you notice numerous small cauldrons over small fires, most of which have students already preparing some manner of items as though from a recipe
>"Mr. Ptolymous," says an exotic feminine voice from behind you, "you're our new transfer student, no?"
>You turn around to see a cyan woman wearing a flowery green dress, with braids of thick red hair wrapped into a tapering tower
>"Good news is alchemy is a pretty easy subject to pick up on. You've been reading the textbook, right?"
>Suddenly, something clicks in your head, and you remember why seeing Alchemy listed as a class on your schedule was so worrying
>You had meant to ask Celestia if you'd need a book for that class, but it ended up slipping your mind
"Actually, professor," you say sheepishly, "I never got a copy of the alchemy textbook."
>The woman looks a bit puzzled, and slightly startled
>"Oh my, well that is a problem. In that case, I'll pair you up with someone for today and you can assist them on today's assignment."
>She scans around the room for a moment, and turns back to you
>"Anyone here in the class that you already know?"
>You look around and see Pinkie Pie, surprisingly NOT jumping up and down waving at you, but rather calmly measuring and working with the ingredients at her station
"Wow, I didn't know Pinkie could be this focused."
>The professor laughs at your statement, which you then realize you maybe shouldn't have said aloud
>"Yeah, she's, eh, energetic alright. But she's real serious about alchemy you know. Actually, since you seem to know her, I'll pair you with her for today. Go ahead and join her at her station."
>You nod and turn to walk toward Pinkie's station at the other end of the room
>"By the way, I'm Mage Meadowbrook."
>You turn back and nod again to her
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor Meadowbrook."
>"Oh ho, just call me 'Meadowbrook', sugar. I'm not all as formal as the other teachers here. If you're respecting me and my class that's all I ask for."
"Very well, Meadowbrook. I look forward to your class."
>You go and join Pinkie at her station, taking a peek at what she's doing
>There's a noticeable rhythm to how she's cutting, peeling, and crushing the ingredients
>She glances at you for a moment before turning back to her work, but then she double takes and beams at you with her usual bright-eyed smile
>"Oh, hey Nonny, whatcha doin' here?"
"Hey Pinks, Meadowbrook told me to pair up with you and assist you today since I never got a copy of the textbook and couldn't prepare ahead of time."
>"Oh no," she gasps as she puts down her mortar and pestle, "you didn't get a copy of Potions and Elixers? That's a basic textbook."
"I guess it slipped Headmistress Celestia's mind when she was setting me up here. Of course I don't blame her. She did get me taken care of here for free while also running a school."
>"Well, I'll tell you what, when you do get a copy, just let me know and I'll help you get all settled in. Alchemy is my forte when it comes to academia after all."
"Thanks, Pinkie, I'll do that."
>Meadowbrook takes a place at the front of the room, in front of her own cauldron
>"Alright, class, I can see most of you are already getting into it, which is nice. Today's a pretty basic recipe for a speed-boosting elixir. It works by decreasing the response time between your synapses and facilitating the transfer of electrical signals from your nerves to your muscles. In this way, it shortens the amount of time it takes between making the decision to move a muscle and the actual moving, and also increases the strength of the signals that move them, making the movement faster and more powerful. Thus, you move more quickly and with less delay than without it."
>You're a bit shocked at the technicality with which the professor speaks, given her accent and appearance, and the informal manner of speaking she showed previously
>"So, as usual, if you have any questions about how to work with the ingredients or cauldron at this point, just let me know. But I think most of you have got it down by now."
>She then turns to her cauldron, at which you see her working with a number of plants and other materials different from those at the student workstation
>Pinkie walks you through the steps on preparing the ingredients for the elixir
>How to chop, slice, string, strain, et cetera
>The book's recipe details how much of each ingredient is needed and when and how to add them to the mixture to produce the desired effect
>"Most of the ingredients for anything more than a basic speed or strength potion are pretty expensive and sometimes restricted, but you can apply for permission to buy some things and use the alchemy lab under supervision if you want. Most students don't bother, usually just the ones really into alchemy like me."
"I see, so you schedule an appointment to have a teacher watch over you while you work on potions outside of class?"
>"Uh-huh. Me and a few other girls do little experiments or swap recipes from home. It's like we have a little alchemy club."
"Interesting. I had no idea it was such an involved process."
>"Yeah, there's a stereotype that alchemy is just throwing some herbs and other stuff into a pot and out pops a medicine, but like baking it's underappreciated how precise it is."
>She continues to add ingredients to the simmering pot and prepare new ones as she talks, never breaking stride or rhythm despite speaking in her normal cheerful, energetic fashion
>"Everything from the measurements to the handling to the temperature has to be just right, or you just get a hot mess."
>You contemplate what she's told you as you take notes on what she works with and how and when, trying your best to recreate her actions on paper
>"All right, that's everything. Now we just have to let it simmer down and stir occasionally, and we should have a speed-boosting elixir."
"So this elixir grants a boost of speed, hmm? Is it anything like the spell Sunset used to send me flying without a broom?"
>Pinkie inhales sharply through her teeth and grimaces
>"Sorry about that, by the way, she was just, you know-"
>As she says this, her voice deflates a bit from its usual bubbly form into a more serene, sad kind of tone
"Yeah, no, it's okay. The past is in the past. Anyway, as for my question?"
>"Oh, right. See, the thing about alchemy is that the elixirs we create act on the body physically, rather than magically. When people drink them, they can recreate magical effects of spells they can't use, but it's a bit weaker that way."
>Throughout her explanation, she stirs the concoction and adjusts the flame to keep the simmering consistent
"I see. So it's more of a scientific pursuit then?"
>"Well alchemy is still magical in that we draw out the latent magical power in the ingredients to produce the effects. By changing the ratios or cooking methods you can make the effects stronger or weaker. But it all depends on the magical energy flowing throughout the cosmos."
>As she says this, she gives the liquid one final stir before levitating it out of the cauldron and into a glass bottle sitting on the desk
"Pretty neat, huh?" she asks while waving the newly created potion in front of your face
"Indeed, it actually sounds pretty neat. I've always been an artificer rather than a mage, so I can appreciate taking advantage of external sources of magical effects."
>"Well in that case, you should totally join the Pinkie Pinkie Alchemy Club. We're always looking for new members to bounce ideas off of!"
"I appreciate the offer, but I think it would take a while before I'd be good enough to have any input. Besides, I personally would rather focus on exploring this plane's artifice."
>"Aww, well good luck with that. I know there's a few students around who are interested in artifacts too, but they're even more tightly controlled than alchemy, so there's not a lot to do with it until you get into a magic university."
>Pinkie puts a glass stopper in the bottle and moves to take it to the front of the class, waving for you to follow her
"There are magical universities?"
>"Oh, of course. The most famous is Luna Nova in the Crystal Empire. It has a high school too, but students from all sorts of schools apply to go there for the university."
"Interesting." you say, contemplating the existence of other magic academies.
>The two of you arrive with your class project in front of Meadowbrook, who looks up from her own work at you, but doesn't stop what she's doing until her current task is done and in the cauldron
>"Ah, done already, sugar? Guess that's to be expected from an ace student like you."
>You look around to see to whom she's reffering, only to realize that it is in fact Pinkie Pie
>"Let's test it, shall we?"
>She unstops the bottle and uses a dropper to measure a small amount into a vial partially filled with a golden liquid
>After dropping Pinkie's potion into the vial, it changes color to match the original
>Meadowbrook gives the vial a little shake, presumably to stir it, and downs the liquid in one go
>"Perfect as usual, Pinkie. You get an A+. Anon, tell me what you learned today."
>You recount what Pinkie told you to Meadowbrook, who grins at your comparison to Sunset's spell, though seemingly not in a bad way
>After you finish, she nods affirmatively and passes the glass bottle back to Pinkie.
>"Well, I'm glad to see you're picking up on things so quickly, Anon. I heard you were a fast learner. Pinkie, you can go ahead and keep that for yourself since it's pretty safe. I noticed you used your own bottle too, so I won't worry about that."
>"Thanks, Brooks!" says Pinkie, before skipping away back to her workstation
>The professor sighs and shake her head, but smiles and chuckles lightly as you've noticed many people do when dealing with Pinkie
>"If I've told her to call me 'Meadowbrook' once, I've told her a thousand times."
>She turns back to her work, which you take as your cue of dismissal
>You return to Pinkie's side, who's started to clean up, but stops and lays things back out again when she sees you
>"Oh, here you go, Nonny," she says, handing you the bottle, "you can have this if you want. I can whip up another before class ends."
"Are you sure? I mean, you worked kinda hard on this."
>"Pshh, oh Nonny. I don't want to brag, but I can make something like this in my sleep. I know, I've done it before."
"Somehow I don't doubt that." you say while taking the bottle from her
>The blue liquid swirls around inside the bottle as you turn it, and you wonder for a moment if it's safe to drink
>Then again, it was good enough for Meadowbrook, who you're sure could identify an unsafe potion with ease
>You look at the front where some more students are presenting their creations to the professor who tests them in much the same way as Pinkie's
>So far no one seems to have done too poorly, though a couple students are told theirs are slightly weakened by improper cooking times or other factors
>Perhaps it is as easy as Pinkie made it sound
>Eventually, the bell rings, signaling the end of class
***
>History class is off for today, meaning school is out early, so you go to find your friends in the usual spot on the school grounds
>As you walk over to the group, you feel a cool breeze wash over you
>You're not sure why this is something you notice consciously, but it seems to feel important to you, somehow
"Hi, girls. Enjoying the breeze, huh?"
>The group smiles and waves at you, from which you notice that they're all fanning themselves as well
>"Good one, Anonymous," says Applejack, "but yeah, it sure is a hot one today."
>The rest all nod in agreement, while you look at them mildly confused
"Um, what do you mean 'good one'? Indeed today is hot, but this cool breeze makes it much more bearable."
>They all look to each other, then back at you, seeming confused and a bit worried
>"Um, Anonymous?" says Fluttershy, "I'm not sure what breeze you mean. None of us feel it."
>You raise an eyebrow, and point to the east
"I'm talking about the breeze coming from that direction."
>They do another glance at each other then to you
>"Like I said, we don't feel it."
"That's, kind of strange."
>"Well," says Rainbow as she hops to her feet, "if you want to feel a breeze, flying is the best way to do it!"
>She grabs a pair of brooms off the ground and hands one to you
>"Up for some more mid-air practice?" she asks tauntingly
"Of course, if you're prepared to put up with me again."
>She gives you her usual love tap on the arm before mounting her broom
>"Try to resist the urge to make out mid-flight," says Sunset smugly, "we don't want Rainbow to disappear to another dimension."
>"I dunno," replies Rainbow, nudging your side, "every time I do I end up naked."
>Rarity, Applejack, and Sunset all snicker, while Twilight and Fluttershy blush and hide their faces, completely in Fluttershy's case
"You say that as if you've done it more than once."
>You hop on your own broom and take off
>With Dash's help you've managed to get the hang of moving freely
>Though you're still not advanced by any means, you're nonetheless pretty comfortable in the air
>You twist and turn, chasing Dash around an imaginary three-dimensional racetrack that the two of you have practiced
>As you fly, you notice something unusual and slightly disturbing
>The breeze always seems to come from the east, regardless of the direction in which you fly
>At one point Dash turns sharply and disappears from your view, distracting you from thus thought
>You suddenly feel a sharp smack on your behind which you fortunately avoid falling from
>Rainbow pulls back up next to you with a cheeky grin as you slow down
>You feel your face run a bit hot as you look away and circle back to your friends
>Dash lands next to you at the same time as you, sticking her tongue out in a very childish way
>Yet somehow she makes it look so cute
"Say, Twilight, I have a favor to ask of you." you say approaching her
>"Huh, me? Oh, I, uh,"
>She blushes even harder and does her best Fluttershy impression, but without much bangs to work with she has to instead look away
>"What is it?"
"Well, I hate to put you on the spot like this, but Headmistress Celestia told me you were her star student, and you could help me with some of the academia. So, I was hoping you could assist me with the history assignment due Friday."
>"Oh, is that it? Of course, I'd be happy to help you with the schoolwork. I mean, even as intelligent as you are, it still must be hard dropping into the middle of the semester like that, and without any prior education here as well."
>She turns to finally look directly at you, and you can see she's still got the same blush on her face, which you can feel yourself mirroring
>"I'm really impressed with how you've been doing so far. Most people couldn't dream of starting off in RCA's second year without even attending a mage school before."
"Oh, well, I've always liked to study magic, even if I couldn't do it myself. I'm self-taught, but I always had some help gathering the right information."
>"Hey, Anon, can I talk to you for a sec?" says Rainbow, "It's kind of important."
>As she says this, she looks to the other girls, and especially to Twilight, who all nod in silent understanding of something you are frustratingly in the dark about
>You follow her a bit away, sitting down with her on a hill overlooking the plains to the west, and the mountains beyond them.
>"So, Anon, we're, uh, kind of dating now, right?"
"Um, yes. I do believe that is true."
>"So, I've always been someone that values loyalty. I think people should stay true to the ones they care about. Protect them, have their back, never double-cross them, you know?"
>You are Anonymous, and you're currently in a situation you rarely find yourself in, and one that you fear
>Here is Rainbow Dash, your first real friend, your first girlfriend too, and someone you care about
>Here she is talking to you
>And you have no read on her whatsoever
>You have no idea what her motives are, what she means by this, or how she expects you to respond
>So, you do what you always do in this situation
>You stay silent and go along with it, waiting for it to pass
>This time you throw in a nod to let her know you're listening
>"So, yeah, loyalty and all that. Thing is, I also value freedom just as much."
>She takes your hand in hers and gazes into your eyes, her expression serious and concerned
>"The thing is, there's other girls who like you, Anon. And I don't just mean in our group of friends, but there are other girls who've asked us about you, saying they had crushes on you after meeting you in class."
>"Of course I want to be your girlfriend, but at the same time I want you to be happy. And given that we've been together for going on three days, I don't think it would be fair for me to try to hog you all to myself."
>"I know it sounds weird, but to be honest, there's a good chance you only think you feel the way you do about me because I was your first friend in this new world, and I don't want you to feel trapped by a relationship that we honestly kinda rushed into."
>"So what I'm saying is, for now, while we're in this beginning, casual stage of dating, feel free to get to know other girls and date them too. And, if you do decide you want to stay with me, let me know and we can take things to the next step."
>She stands up and offers you a hand
>"You may have made that decision already, but if not, no biggie. Like I said, just don't feel like you're locked into anything just yet."
>You grab her hand and pull yourself to her feet, dusting off your robe and straightening your tie
"Thanks for the advice, Dash. What you said about us rushing into it, and how my emotions may be clouding my judgment, it honestly has been something I've been pondering lately."
>You wrap your arms around her, give her a smile, and gently kiss her on the cheek
"That being said, I do really like you."
>"You, too, big guy." she replies as she takes your hand to lead you back to the meeting spot
>"Oh, and don't tell anyone I told you this, but Twilight is one of the girls crushing on you hard. She's really into brainy guys like you."
"I see. I guess I should keep that in mind during tonight's tutoring session."
>Dash suddenly pulls you close and glares at you
>"It had better JUST be a tutoring session, got it?"
"Uh..."
>"Pfft. Ha! You should see the look on your face. Oh, man, priceless."
>As your rejoin your friends, you see that Pinkie Pie is back from presumably staying late in the alchemy lab and is her usual bouncy, hyperactive self
>"Hey, Dashie, whatcha laughin' about?"
>"Oh, nothing, Pinkie. Just pulled a great prank on Anon."
>"Ooooooh, did she getcha good, Nonny?"
>You can't help but smile at Pinkie's innocent, childish demeanor
"Oh yes indeed, Pinkie. I was absolutely shaken."
>Though your delivery is deadpan, bordering on sarcastic, you're not actually lying
>You take a seat on the grass and, surprisingly, Sunset comes over and takes a seat just next to you
>"So, Anonymous. Pinkie told me you're big into artifice, and I remember you saying it was an accident with magic artifacts that brought you to this world."
"Indeed, sort of."
>"Well, Headmistress Celestia actually has a vault containing a lot of powerful artifacts that she has locked away."
"Really? You've aroused my curiosity."
>"Is that the only thing she's aroused?" asks Rainbow Dash playfully, giving you her signature smug mug
>You wave your hands to her in a stereotypical "mage casting a spell" manner before shoving your hands at her with two middle fingers raised
>To her credit, Dash takes it in stride and laughs at your display
"As I was saying," you say, turning back to Sunset, "it sounds interesting, but I imagine they're sealed away for a reason."
>"True," she replies, "but I happen to have the key, so if you want to take a look around we could do so when you have free time, like Wednesday when school is off."
>Your eyes go wide at this claim
>Sunset has a key to Celestia's artifact vault?
>You thought Twilight was her favorite
>But then again, maybe she has her own team of prized students with whom she trusts certain secrets
"I'll take you up on that offer, but on one condition."
>Suddenly, everyone perks up and looks at you expectantly
>"Oh, and what's that?" asks Sunset, who for some reason has started to blush a bit
"I need you to promise to keep me in check. I tend to get, well, carried away when it comes to artifacts. After all, I did cause an explosion the last time I tinkered with them. And that was in my world where I'm familiar with how they work."
>"Sure thing, Anon. I'll make sure you don't go too crazy."
>You sit for a while in silence, basking in the warm sunlight and the cool breeze blowing from the east with your friends
"Okay, you know what?' you say, rising to your feet, "I have to go investigate this."
>"The vault? Sorry, Anonymous, but we can't go right now."
"No, not that. This mysterious breeze that apparently only I can feel."
>You hop on your broom and begin to fly east
>"Wait, Anon, I'm going with you." says Dash as she flies up next to you
>"Somebody's gotta bring Fluttershy's broom back after you bite the dust looking into whatever this is." she says, playfully nudging your rib
"Very funny, what is to the east, anyway?"
>"Just the lake, and a little island where students like to go for, uh, you know."
>You're not sure what students visit the island for, but you intend to find out why it seems to be calling out to you
>Wait, you weren't aware it was the island calling you before. Why do you suddenly know this?
>You approach the edge of the lake and look out onto a single small island in the center
>It's dominated by a large tree, with various foliage around the perimeter making what looks like a nice, secluded area
>As you set your broom down, you concentrate on the feeling of cold, gusting wind wash over you
>You realize that with the strength of the air current, your clothes and hair should be blown about, yet they remain still
>It seems this wind is merely an illusion
>You try to reach out to it to unravel the mystery
>Yet the more you try to get a feel for it, the weaker it becomes
>Why is this island calling out to you? Why does it resist your advances?
>As you ask yourself these questions, the feeling grows again
>You try to reach out to it now that it's stronger, yet once again it begins to fade
>You ponder it for a moment, then the realization hits you
>This force doesn't want you to 'reach out' to it, it wants you to question it, to think on it
>You try releasing some of the green mana from the forest out to it, and it shirks away more than before
>You try again using the white mana from the plains, and this time it responds, as if to a friend
>It seems this island mana doesn't like green mana, but it likes white mana
>You delve deeper into it within your mind, using the white mana as a guide
>Eventually, you're forced to leave the white mana behind and focus solely on the blue mana
>You twist and turn the flow of mana around to find its origin, and as you ask it more quesitons, it gives you more answers
>It feels like unraveling a puzzle within your mind
>You love puzzles
>Finally, the flow of mana is unraveled, and it flows freely through you before returning to the island
>It seems you now have access to blue mana
>You grab hold of it the same way you would any other type of mana, relieved to find that it no longer decides to work differently, and prepare to cast yet another new spell that you somehow know
>Before you are two shimmering images, merely illusions that you somehow know only you can see
>One is of a griffin soaring high above a set of rooftops that you recognize as the Azorius district
>The other is of a small bird holding an artificer's tool in its beak
>You mentally choose the bird, as you currently have no use for a griffin, and you feel the knowledge to summon the creature enter your mind
>Unfortunately, you seem to be out of blue mana at the moment, so you content yourself to return to school and wait for it to replenish
>You see Rainbow Dash looking at you worriedly, as though she has something to say but is afraid to tell you
"Is something wrong, Dash?" you ask, preparing your broom to ride
>"Uh, I guess not. You seem fine now."
"Was I not fine before?"
>"Well, right after we got here, you started having a bit of a, well, I guess Rarity would call it an 'episode'. You started looking around at nothing and mumbling to yourself."
"I... I see. Well, certainly nothing is wrong. In fact, quite the opposite. It seems I've learned yet another new trick."
>"Whoa, really? Let me see."
"Unfortunately," you say, taking off toward the school, "it's not something I can really show you. At least not know while my only source of blue mana is spent."
>You ride with Dash in silence, pondering the implications of your new discovery
>You now have three different colors of mana coursing through you
>Will you access the red mana that Rainbow Dash now has, or the black mana of necromancers and the like?
>It seems doubtful. You know enough about mages to know that most only access one color, some two, and rarely three
>To use four or even all five colors of mana is extremely rare
>Then again, you are a planeswalker, so you don't write it entirely out of the question
>You eventually arrive back with your friends, feeling the blue mana return to you as you touch down and return Fluttershy's broom to her
>She gives you a quiet "thank you" as she sets it down next to herself
>"So, Anonymous. Did you find anything interesting?" asks Sunset, "Or did you just want an excuse to run off with Dash?"
"Indeed I did find something interesting, Sunset. Rainbow and I went to the island in the middle of the lake to the east."
>The girls, minus Fluttershy and Twilight, all looks to each other with an "ooooooooh" followed my stifled giggling
>"How scandalous." says Rarity in a mocking tone
>"Whoa whoa, it's not like that!" shouts Rainbow, "We didn't even go to the island, just the shore."
>"And what did you find there, Dashie?" asks Pinkie, jumping in Dash's face
>"Well I didn't find anything, but Anon apparently discovered something there."
>"Really?" asks Sunset, "what did you find?"
>You turn to the group and say
"Well, it turns out that island is actually a source of blue mana, much like how the forests and plains here give me green and white mana respectively."
>"Ooh, can you show us a trick?"
"Sure, but I'll need a volunteer."
>"Well, I reckon I can help with that," says Applejack as she stands up, "I been wantin' to see what this is all about ever since I heard about it."
"Very well. What I need you to do is just think of something. Anything at all. I just need you to concentrate on that thing and keep thinking about it in detail."
>"Alrighty then, I'm ready."
>You draw in the blue mana and cast a spell
>You feel the thoughts in Applejack's head as though they were in your own, and you try to extract as much detail as you can before she realizes what's going on
>You see Applejack in a small fire-lit room sitting next to a young man, and hear her telling him stories from her youth
>As you exit her mind, a new spell already comes to mind, its ghostly image appearing upon Applejack herself
>"Ugh, my head," she groans as she stumbles a bit, "now what in tarnation did you do?"
>"AJ!" shouts Rainbow as she runs over to Applejack's side, "Are you okay?!"
>Sunset gives you her usual glare that she does when she thinks you hurt one of her friends or are going to
>"Yeah, I'm fine, I suppose. My head just felt really weird for a second. Not painful, just kinda off balance."
"See?" you say to Sunset, "She's not hurt."
>"So what was that all about, Anonymous?" asks Applejack as she looks at you, more confused than anything
"Well, you know that thing I asked you to think about?"
>"Yeah, what about it?"
"You were thinking about a young man around my age named Jonathan who lives in the nearby town of Hoofington. A memory of when you two held hands and shared a mug of apple cider in a tavern over stories of angels."
>The more you say of this, the more shocked and embarrassed Applejack's expression turns
>"Wha-, I, now listen here! I weren't thinkin' o' none o' that, ya hear?!"
"Oh, come on Applejack, you know I'm right. Go ahead, turn to your best friends in the whole world next to you and tell them that's not what you were thinking about."
>Her face turns redder than a real apple as she hides her eyes behind her hand
>"Alright, I admit it, I was thinkin' about Jonathan. Ya' happy?"
"Hmmm, not really."
>"Wha-?!"
"Like I told Rainbow Dash before, I don't like seeing people upset. But you know, this could be an opportunity for you."
>"Opportunity? How'd you figure that?"
"Well it's clear you like this Jonathan guy, and now that your friends know they won't let you stop yourself from asking him out. It's a win-win."
>"Well, except there's one thing you forgot to factor into all this. That would require me to tell Jonathan how I feel."
"And?"
>"Oh dagnabbit Anonymous! Not everyone can just be a stone cold smooth talker like you alright? Some of us actually have emotions and they mess with our heads, okay?"
>You consider for a moment what she just said
"Wow, Applejack, I'm a little offended. You think I don't have emotions? I do, I just got really good at hiding them because the alternative was getting beaten down by other kids who thought I was just a 'little pansy boy'."
>It takes everyone a few moments after you say this, but then everyone's gazes turn to you, looks of concern directed toward you as some of them slowly start to walk over to you
>"Are you okay, Anon?" asks Fluttershy as she puts a hand on your shoulder
"Yeah, I'm okay. That was all in the past. And now there's an infinite number of worlds separating me from those days. I've got you guys now, so everything's gonna be fine from now on, right?"
>You smile at your friends, feeling the green mana flowing stronger, mixing with the white mana and filling you with a sense of interdependence and familiarity with them
>Tell you what, Applejack, how about I make it up to you? You want to fly?"
>"Well, I never was too good with a broom. Decent enough to move around but you're already about a better flyer than me to be honest. I'm much more at home on the ground."
"Fair enough, but I wasn't talking about flying on a broom."
>Applejack shakes her head at you and tips her hat up with a smile
>"If yer thinkin' about castin' another spell on me, I think I'll pass."
"Hm, fair enough. Any other takers?"
>Fluttershy takes her hand off your shoulder and steps in front of you
>"Um, if you're sure it's safe, I' like to be able to fly without a broom."
>"Fluttershy," says Sunset as she grab's Fluttershy's arm, "are you sure?"
>"Well, I trust him. He seems to be pretty good at this kind of magic."
"Alright then, here goes."
>You draw in the white mana from the plains and a green mana from the forest to help it along
>You cast your spell upon Fluttershy, and the glowing white mana takes the shape of a pair of wings
>As they manifest, you feel yet another spell enter your mind, this one with no image, yet simply the feeling of you being healed and you or someone else being shielded
>The mana solidifies and a great pair of angelic feathered wings roots itself on Fluttershy's back
>She jumps and shouts a bit, but upon realizing that they're harmless, she instead takes interest in the wings
>She then runs her hands along the bones and feathers and then flexes them a little to see how she can move them
>"Wow, this is amazing. Can I really fly with these?"
"You should be able to, though I can't guarantee how well it will work. Try just hovering above the ground at first."
>She gives a wings a few good flaps and lifts herself off the ground, dangling her feet in the air
>She gasps and "ooh"s and "ah"s at you and the rest of her friends with a look of sheer elation about her
>She twists around and even moves around a bit as she tests out her wings' capability
>After a while, she rises enough to be above all of your heads as she floats and flies about
>Never once does she look like any less than a child enjoying their favorite feeling in whole world, laughing and shouting the whole time
>You didn't know Fluttershy even could shout
>You could feel the power of the spell start to drain as soon as you cast it, and it seems it will soon reach its limit
"Fluttershy," you call out to her, "the spell is going to end soon, you may want to come down first."
>Hearing your call, she turns around and returns to the group looking a bit disappointed, but still happy at the experience she just received
>The wings dissipate back into mana, and return to the world seeking their home in the plains
>In the mean time, Fluttershy runs toward you and wraps you in a surprisingly strong hug
>"Oh, that was amazing! Thank you, Anonymous."
"Not a problem, Fluttershy."
>"Actually, darling, I see a bit of a problem," says Rarity as she pulls out a pair of mirrors
>"Take a look at this."
>You look in the mirror she holds behind Fluttershy while she looks into the other one reflecting the first
>The two of you gasp as it reveals two large tears in the back of her robe near her shoulder blades
"Uh, sorry about that, Fluttershy."
>"Oh, it's okay, I'm sure Rarity can fix it."
>"Oh, I can do you one better, darling. Do you plan on flying like that again?"
>"Oh absolutely. Any time I'm able to, that is."
>"Well it's settled then. I'll get right to work."
>Rarity draws her magic folding partition from her robe and disappears behind it with Fluttershy
>Accompanied by the sounds of elephants, monkeys, and an orchestral rendition of March of the Gladiators, the partition shakes and rumbles before collapsing back into Rarity's hand
>Fluttershy reappears as it does, looking much the same as before, at least from the front
>Rarity holds up the mirrors again, and you and Fluttershy can see two diamon-shaped holes hemmed in to the back of Fluttershy's robes, with a matching pair in her shirt underneath
>"Oh my," says Fluttershy, blushing deeply, "do you think it'll be okay to go around like this?"
>"Oh of course, darling. Remember when Pinkie was growing a tail and having it fall off constantly? She had a hole in the back of her shirt so it wasn't lifting her skirt up."
>"Oh yeah, I remember it. That was pretty funny."
>"Well I didn't think it was funny," says Pinkie, "I thought it was annoying."
>She pauses for a moment, and then snickers
>"Okay, it was pretty funny."
>They laugh together for a moment, but after they cease, an awkward silence ensues
>You decide to break it
"So, uh, back home I was trying to recreate artifacts that channel extra mana for a mage to use, and make them work with a non mana user such as myself."
>"Oh, and you want to try to recreate them here?" asks Twilight
"Indeed. Knowing now what I didn't back then, I think with some help I can make a runestone that would allow one to use aether to activate a temporary flow of mana into oneself."
>"Well that would be cool," says Rainbow Dash, "if you made one for Fluttershy she could fly like that whenever she wanted."
"Indeed, if she were taught the spell I used. Given my new telepathic abilities that shouldn't be too hard either."
>"You certainly are full of surprises," says Sunset, "how did you even know how to do that vine trick back then?"
"I don't know." you reply, "I felt the connection to the forest I awoke in, like it was sending out a ribbon that flowed in and out of me, and when I held onto it and let it grow, I just somehow knew how to cast it."
>"Wait," says Fluttershy now, looking surprised, "you said you felt a connection to the forest, like a ribbon that crosses the world and touches you?"
"Yeah, that's about how it feels."
>"Oh, well I was going to say, I've felt a connection like that to the forest I grew up in all my life, but no one ever believed me."
>...
"Wait, hold on, really?"
>"Yes, it feels like the flow of magic, except warm and wild. I haven't told anyone in years because everyone made fun of me for being crazy."
"Well, I certainly know that feeling. But that said, look inside yourself and see if it's still there."
>"It is."
"Alright, have you ever tried to grab hold of it?"
>"No, I wasn't certain what is was, and I was afraid of what might happen if I played with it. So I just leave it alone and enjoy the warm feeling it gives me."
"Alright, well, see if you can hold onto it. Let it build up inside you, and then try to cast a spell. At first it'll feel a bit cold, weak, and distant afterward."
>She looks a little worried about this
"But don't worry, it'll regenerate eventually."
>"Are you sure?"
"Positive. Mages that use mana like me exist aplenty back home, even though none of them are planeswalkers. It works the same way for them, too."
>Fluttershy takes a deep breath and appears to enter a meditation state
>From where you stand, you can feel the mana building up inside her, and then she opens her eyes as green mana begins to form around Rainbow Dash
>The mana forms into a coating of leaves, which glow faintly before falling to the ground and dispersing back into mana
>Rainbow beings to feel around her body, rolls up her sleeves, and raises her shirt to expose her midriff
>"Whoa! My burns are gone! Well, some of them. But still, that's amazing!"
"Indeed it is. Congratulations, Fluttershy, you're a mage. Well, not that you weren't before, but you know what I mean."
>"I, oh, wow. WOW!"
>Once again Fluttershy surprises you with the volume and enthusiasm of her cheering
>You can tell she's even more excited about this than about the flying
"Well, we should probably inform Headmistress Celestia about this. But maybe we ought to wait until the mana returns so you can give her a demonstration."
>"That sounds like a wonderful idea, darling." says Rarity. "I'm sure she'll be delighted by this."
"And I'll set to work on an artifact that can allow her to use mana. If I can get it right, she'll be able to cast the same spell I used to give her her wings."
>"That sounds cool and all," says Rainbow, "but did you know I get mana from the plains now too, instead of just mountains?"
"Wait, really? Why didn't you tell us?"
>"I was going to, but then this whole thing with Applejack and Fluttershy happened, and I didn't want to take away from that."
>"Well how about that," says Applejack, "Rainbow Dash passing an opportunity to steal the spotlight? Never thought I'd see the day."
>"Hey! I don't always steal the spotlight."
>"Sure," says Twilight, "and you never show off on your broom, either."
>"Now listen here-"
"Ladies, please. We have more pressing matters to attend to. Fluttershy doesn't appear to be a planeswalker, and yet here she is casting spells from mana. You realize the implications, right?"
>"Wait, you're right." says Twilight. "This means that people who use land mana are native to this plane as well. If that's the case, the whole world's understanding of magic will be upended!"
"We need to inform the Headmistress as soon as possible. Fluttershy, you'll probably regenerate the mana on the way. We should head up now."
>She gives an affirmative nod and hands you her broom while she borrow's Applejack's
"I really should get myself one of these."
>You, Rainbow, Twilight, and Fluttershy head off toward the tower, aiming not for Celestia's personal balcony, but another school entrance in an adjacent tower
>It will still save a lot of walking versus taking the ground entrance
>You all make your way to Celestia's office where a woman greets you at a desk in a waiting room outside the main officer
>You didn't see her before, yet you did notice the desk at which she sits
>She has blue skin and dark blue hair which seems to consist of a night sky in much the same way that Celestia's hair resembles a pastel rainbow disguised as hair
>"Chancellor Luna, we have pertinent information for Headmistriss Celestia, regarding the foreign type of magic."
>"I see," she replies, give me a moment."
>She rises from her chair and enters Celestia's office, returning a moment later and holding the door open
>"You may enter."
>The four of you step inside the office to see Celestia patiently awaiting you
>"Anonymous, Twilight, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"We've discovered something interesting about Fluttershy, arbiter."
>"Arbiter?"
"Sorry, Headmistress. Force of habit. Anyway, you'll want to see this."
>Fluttershy steps forward and enters her calm state again
>However, she turns to Rainbow Dash and asks something quite surprising
>"Rainbow, I'd like you to shoot a lightning bolt at me. If you don't mind, that is."
>"What?!" shouts everyone, you included
>"Trust me. I'll be fine."
>"Well, alright, I trust you."
>Rainbow Dash conjures up a small arc of electricity in her hand, and with one final nod of confirmation from Fluttershy, she lets it loose toward her
>In that instant, Flutershy conjures the same covering of leaves, but this time on herself, before the lightning reaches her
>You expect them to dissipate it much like your vines; however, it instead hits Fluttershy square in the chest
>Everyone in the rooms gasps in shock, again, you included
>However, despite the lightning striking her, Fluttershy appears unfazed by it
>"When I first cast this spell, I realized it could be used not only to heal, but also to prevent getting hurt in the first place."
>Celestia bolts up from her seat, running around to Fluttershy
>"Are you alright, my dear student?"
>"I'm fine, headmistress. Like I said, this spell can prevent damage even from a spell that hits me.
>She twirls around to show that she's unmarked
>"I did feel tingly and my muscles contracted, but I didn't feel any pain, and I didn't get burned."
>"I see," says Celestia, "well I'm glad you're alright. Where did you learn such a spell? I didn't see you-"
>Her look of concern and questioning turns to one of of shock
>"You didn't use your wand. does that mean you too are-"
"I don't believe so, Headmistress. Fluttershy didn't experience a planeswalkers spark igniting. I believe she's just a normal mana mage."
>"But, how is that possible? I thought one needed to be a planeswalker to draw mana from the lands."
"Not at all. I guess I didn't explain it very well, but non-planeswalker mages are quite common where I'm from. Sure, most people are neither planeswalkers nor mages, but mages still exist in abundance."
>"I see. But I wonder why I never noticed the flow of mana in Fluttershy before."
"I'm not sure either. Assuming you developed this spell after your dabbling in planar magic, it may be unintentionally tuned to only detect mana use in planeswalkers."
>"Well, that certainly is possible. I honestly barely know anything about mana, let alone planes. My knowledge of it is just a drop in an ocean."
"I'm more interested in the implications of this. Previously I thought there were no mana mages native to this plane, and it seems that's the general consensus here as well. But as rare as planeslwakers are, it's possible that mana mages are just as rare here while still existing."
>"Perhaps. I believe that while this is something notable, we should actually keep it under wraps for now until we all understand more about this."
"Very well."
>Another long silence ensues, while Rainbow Dash fiddles with her thumbs
>"So I mentioned I have, uh, 'white mana', you said? I managed to make a spell that hurls out lightning that also heals me at the same time."
>Her boastful declaration is coupled with a thumb pointed to her own chest and a self-affirming grin
"That sounds useful. You can keep shocking yourself without any burns." you say with a smirk
>"Hey," she says indignantly, "I don't burn myself any more. I've gotten the hang of it now."
>"If the three of you don't mind," Celestia says to the present company, Fluttershy excluded, "I'd like to work with Fluttershy in private."
>You, Twilight, and Rainbow nod your heads and turn to exit Celestia's tower
>"So, Anon," says Twilight, "would you like to join me for tutoring now?"
"Sure. I appreciate the help, by the way."
>"Oh, no worries."
>The two of you break of from the rest and head in the direction of the library
>But then you stop heading in the direction of the library and begin heading toward the dormitory wing
>Is she planing on bringing you to her room?
>You are not prepared for this
>The two of you step onto a large, winding staircase leading to the top floor
>The doors to the rooms on this level are separated by much more space than before, alluding to much larger living spaces
>Finally, the two of you reach the end of the hallway, at room #1
>Twilight taps her wand on the impressive wooden door and it springs open
>You enter behind her, still staying quiet and futilely trying to keep your palms dry with your robe
>"So, this is my room. What do you think?"
"I think that's a lot of books."
>Indeed, her room seems to be a small library unto itself
>Bookshelves line each wall, save for two spaces for a modest yet comfortable looking bed and a large study desk, currently strewn with papers
>"Yeah," says Twilight, "it's nice to have my own little library here. It definitely saves time on homework assignments."
"Indeed it would. Speaking of which, shall we get to it?"
>"Of course"
>She waves her wand and summons a second chair into existence at her desk, then whisks the papers away into a neat stack
>The two of you take your seats as she opens her copy of the history book to the correct chapter
>She also brings a spare notebook and quill to rest in front of you
>"So, Starswirl the bearded's motivations for banishment. Where do you want to start?"
"With Starswirl's motivations for the banishment."
>...
>"Okay, so, I find it helps to put something down on paper and work from there. Just give a single sentence to answer my question: Why did Starswirl banish them?"
"Because they were a threat that needed to be neutralized?"
>"Good. Write that down."
>You dip the quill in an inkwell and jot down the sentence."
>"Now, why did Starswirl banish them rather than use another method of neutralization?"
"Because he thought banishment would be most effective?"
>You jot down that answer too.
>"And why would banishment be a more effective method than, say, destruction?"
>You ponder on this for a moment, until it hits you
"Starswirl knew about the necromancers in their ranks. With destruction a single mage who slipped through the cracks could, in theory undo all of it."
>You begin to jot down notes at a furious pace
"But banishment to another plane ensured that any remaining members hiding in secret wouldn't be able to raise the dead."
>You continue to write and write until your wrist gets sore
>But the more you write, the more you feel needs to be written
>Eventually, you've exhausted your retelling of events as you understand them
>Additions explain why the courses of action taken could be considered the correct ones
>Eventually you set the quill down and flex your wrist
>"Very good. Now we're going to circle around to the beginning. Why did Starswirl consider the Sons and Daughters of the Sirens a threat?"
>You lean back and groan, dreading the thought of having to write any more
>"Don't worry, this need only be a few sentences, even in your full essay. Just an introduction to get to the meat of things."
"Right."
>"Exactly. Write." she says, pointing to the notebook
>You groan again, partially at her pun, while she simply watches in amusement
>You jot down a few sentences, and when you're done you sever the pages from their binding with magic and lay them down before you
>"Perfect, you should have enough there to compile into a full essay."
"So it would seem, and I owe it to you."
>"Oh, it was nothing. I just helped you along is all."
>You lean back in your chair and pop your back, still rubbing and flexing your wrist
"I feel like things might just work out well, given the kind of friends I have here."
>Twilight turns away and says to you
>"Yeah, you seem to get along with everyone pretty well. Like Sunset, and Fluttershy... and Rainbow Dash."
>You smirk, though Twilight thankfully can't see you
>But when she starts to turn back to you you quickly assume a neutral expression
"Yeah, the two of us had a little chat about that today."
>"Oh really? Like what?"
>Twilight leans toward you, appearing interested in hearing gossip about your budding relationship
"She basically said we should take things slow, and, uh, consider our options while we get to know each other better."
>Technically Dash didn't say anything about her doing that, but you assume she would feel the same way
>"Oh. Like, seeing other people too?"
"Yeah, something like that."
>"I see," she says, suddenly blushing and twiddling her thumbs, "is there anyone else you were, um, interested in? Like, dating, I mean."
>She nearly squeaks the last part, shrinking in as though impersonating Fluttershy
"Well, there is someone. Someone who was a big help with some classwork I was having trouble with."
>"Oh, really?" she asks, perking up in her seat with an anticipatory expression
"Indeed. Pinkie Pie was a huge help with alchemy class today. I'd have been lost without her."
>"Oh." she says simply, looking aside and slouching
>"I see."
>You let the silence brew until the perfect moment, and
"Hah!" you should with a grin, startling Twilight
"I'm kidding. Pinkie's nice and friendly, but she's a little too, eh, unpredictable."
>"And goofy?" asks Twilight with a laugh
"Yeah, that too. Not really my type."
>"So, does that mean-"
"Yes, Twilight. I was referring to you."
>"I see. Well, I too find you favorable. You're intelligent, kind, and really easy to talk to, which I can't say about any other guy I've taken notice of."
"Oh, you flatter me too much." you say with a wave of your hand
>"I mean it. And you're brave, too. The way you rushed off into the unknown and risked your life to save Dash, that was pretty amazing."
"Well, what was I supposed to do? Let her get eaten by a dragon? even for just a friend, or a complete stranger, I don't consider that an option."
>"I still think it was pretty amazing."
"I'm sure any of you guys would have done the same."
>You take Twilight's hand in yours, and gently caress it with your thumb
"So, would you like to be my, uh, courtship partner?"
>Twilight giggles so hard she snorts, which she then realizes and covers her face
>"Well, when you put it like that? Who could refuse?"
>The two of you look into each others eyes for a moment, before Twilight leans into you and wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace
>"I'd kiss you," she says leaning back into her own chair, "but I don't think now's a good time to disappear to another dimension."
"I think that only happens if it's on the lips." you say with a smile
>She nods, leans forward, and gives you a peck on the cheek
"Well, I should be going," you say looking at a wall clock above the desk, 'it's getting kind of late."
>"Are you sure you don't want to stay? At least for a little while?"
"Well, I suppose I could stay a while. School is off tomorrow so I can afford to sleep in."
>The two of you chat the night away, you talking about books, magic and historical events of Ravnica, Twilight doing the same for her world
>Eventually the clock strikes one in the morning and the two of you agree it's time to part ways
>You stand and Twilight shoes you to the door
>"I enjoyed our time together tonight, An'on'ymous."
"As did I."
>She reaches up and gives you a gentle kiss on the lips
>"Don't tell Rainbow Dash I did that."
"Of course, my lips are sealed."
>You make your way back down the hall and head for the empty boarding wing
>Eventually you reach your room, and with a tap of your wand, the door is opened
>You set your alarm for nine-thirty in the morning and drift off to sleep, thoughts of Twilight and Rainbow Dash conflicting in your head
***
>The next thing you remember is the ringing of your alarm
>You deactivate it and drag yourself out of bed
>After a quiet daily routine, you wonder if breakfast is served during off days
>If it is, you likely missed it
>You grab some biscuits from your desk and munch on them absentmindedly
>You know you have a meeting with Celestia this evening, but what to do in the mean time?
>Perhaps you'll see what your friends are up to
>You head out onto the field to find that they're nowhere around
>You do see a group of girls you recognize from alchemy class, so you decide to head over to them and strike up a conversation
>When they see you coming, one giggles and whispering something to another one
>The girl in question has blonde hair and pale yellow skin
>Her friend on her left that was doing the whispering has chocolate brown skin and green hair
>The last girl has slate off-white skin and beige hair
>She also appear to be missing her left arm just above the elbow
"Hi there," you say as you approach them, "I'm Antonon. I believe I saw you all in alchemy yesterday?"
>"Yeah," says the brown girl, "we remember seeing you there. I'm Oak Forest."
>She gestures to the yellow girl next to her
>"This is Pollen Haze, and this," she says, gesturing to the marble-looking girl, "is Venus."
"Nice to meet you all." you say, extending a hand
>The three of them in turn shake your hand, Pollen seeming a bit hesitant to do so
"I was just taking a stroll through the grounds and thought I should try to get acquainted with everyone. It seems I'll be living here from now on."
>"Well, it's nice to finally meet you in person," says Oak, "we've heard a lot about you from Pinkie. About how you're an alien and can do special alien magic."
>You can't help but laugh at this, for how incredibly Pinkie-ish it sounds
"An alien, huh? Only Pinkie could come up with something so ridiculous and off the mark, yet still perfectly accurate. I do believe we're the same species though."
>"So," says Pollen, "what was it like back home for you?"
>You go through your abbreviated speech, introducing them to the concept of the guilds of Ravnica, and recounting how you got here
>"So you're some kind of cosmic dimension-hopper? That's so cool." says Oak
"I don't know if you heard, but Rainbow Dash is the same way."
>"Oh yeah," says Pollen, "I hear the two of you are dating."
>You cough a bit and rub the back of your head nervously
"Uh, yeah, basically. I mean, we're like. Em, it's kind of hard to describe. I mean we definitely like each other but we kinda jumped into it so we're kind of taking it slow, and, uh, you know."
>"What a shame, too," says Oak, "a boy is admitted to the academy for the first time in fifty years and he's already taken."
"Well, like I said, it's uh, complicated. I guess you could say we're not exactly exclusive, but, I don't know. I'm just as new to all this as I am to this plane."
>"Ooh, is that right?" she asks, nudging Pollen
>"Stop it!" she yells back, pushing her friend away
>You crack a smile at the display, as even you can see what's going on here
"I take it these two have been teasing you about my presence here?"
>"Just me," says Oak, wrapping an arm around Pollen's shoulder, "Venus is the one keeping me in check."
>"Speaking of which," says Pollen, "a little help, here?"
>Venus walks around to Oak's other side and, with her single hand, lifts her up by the scruff of her shirt and deposits her on her other side
>Now Venus is between the other two girls
>"Thanks, V." says Pollen
>Venus simply nods to her and smiles to you
>"She doesn't talk much. But you should see what she can do with a wand."
"I'd ask if she can lift whole people with her magic but she seems capable of doing that without it."
>The other two giggle as girls do while Venus simply gives you a humored smile
>"Yeah," says Pollen, "she's so strong and tough, you'd think she was made of stone or something."
"You mean she's not?"
>They laugh more while Venus gives a quiet hum, and you bask in the admiration of your peers
"Well, I'd better see where all my friends went off to. I must admit that without them I'm much like a lost puppy."
>"And cute like one, too." says Oak, eyeing you up and down
>You blush and back away a few steps before turning and making a beeline for the school
>You hear two voices of laughter behind you as you walk away
>Overall, you think that that was successful
>You find Applejack strolling through the main hall of the school
"Ah, Applejack. Nice to see you. Where's everyone else?"
>"Oh, Hey there." she says turning to you with a single wave
>"The rest o' the girls went to town. I'd join 'em, but I got a mountain o' homework that needs doin'. I'm on my way to the library."
"I see. Would you like some assistance?"
>"Nah, I'm good. Just gotta get down to it is all. You should head into town too. The girls'll be there all day so you can find 'em 'round. Not too big of a town, after all."
>You think to yourself about going there, but one question pops into mind
"And how does one get to this town?"
>"Well, to get to Ponyville's only a 10 minute broom ride away. Y'all can get there in no time."
"True, but that poses one problem. I still don't own my own broom."
>"Hmm," she says putting a finger to her chin, "well that's fine, ain't it?"
>You raise an eyebrow and gesture for her to elaborate
>"That same spell you used on Fluttershy aught to work on you too, right? And she was up there for over ten minutes."
>You open your eyes in surprise, partly that the thought didn't occur to you and partly at the thought of you flying into town on angel wings
"I suppose it might work. Alright, I'll try it. Thanks Applejack. And if it doesn't work, I'll come back and see if I can help you with that homework after all."
>"Aw shucks, Anon. You take your day off enjoyin' yourself. Like I said, ain't nothin' to it but to do it."
"Very well. Good luck on that."
>Applejack waves goodbye to you as you make your way around the field to the castle's northern grounds
>You see a few other students you recognize, and you prepare to begin drawing the mana
>You stop yourself however, as you realize a problem
>You don't want to ruin the shirt and robe Celestia so graciously provided you
>Sure, Rarity may be able to fix it like Fluttershy's, but you might not be doing this as often
>So, you do something you'd never thought you'd do in public
>You remove your robe and shirt, right in front of everyone, and stow them away in your satchel bag
>Immediately, nearly everyone in the vicinity stops and stares at you
>Most are whispering, and you see several worried or confused looks
>So be it
>You begin to draw on the white and green mana, and cast your spell
>You feel the mana surround you, and two pairs of wings form on your back
>The looks you were getting turn to shock and astonishment
>Flexing your new appendages to get a feel for them, you give a good flap and ascend to the sky
>You move faster than you anticipated, but after a moment you're able to get a decent balance
>You move forward and upward, heading toward the road that presumably leads to Ponyville
>As you fly, you get a bold thought in your head, and decide to act on it
>You twist, fold your wings in, and begin to fall
>As you do, you look back at all the girls still staring slack-jawed in awe
>You give them a salute before bending back to descend head-first
>As you fall you twist back around, unfurl your wings, and use the momentum to get a boost of speed and lift jetting you toward your destination
>After around ten minutes of flying, you feel the spell begin to drain out
>You see the town not too far away, and decide you can make it
>You try to see what happens when you add some more mana into it
>You channel an additional forest, and to your surprise the spell seems to be refreshed
>So it appears the white mana is only needed to form it, and any kind can fuel it
>You fly farther until you're over the town proper, where you see a several witches and wizards walking, flying, commiserating, and doing business
>A quaint town below you, you scan around for signs of your friends
>You don't see them at first, but you do see a number of looks similar to those of your schoolmates
>You spot a large pink building that seems to be made of sweets
>It seems likely that Pinkie Pie at least would be there, if not the rest of the girls dragged along by her
>You fly to it and see through the window that, indeed, your clique minus Applejack are sitting inside enjoying a number of sweets and drinks
>The double doors are open so, feeling bold yet again, you fly straight in
>Immediately you're met with several gasps, and your friends upon hearing it turn to look at what the source is
>When they see you hovering up next to their booth, they freeze in place, Rainbow Dash dropping her spoon on its way to her sundae
>You touch down, dissipate the wings, and to your friends you say
"Hello there. Hope you don't mind me dropping in."
>They look to each other, then back to you, and simply shake their heads
"Good, I was worried my entrance might be a bit grandiose, but man do I understand how Fluttershy feels now."
>You retrieve your shirt and robe from your bag and don them, then sit down at the oversize circular booth encompassing the table
>"So, Anonymous. I see you decided to fly over for a visit. Not in the traditional way, of course." says Rarity
"Yes, I realized that, lacking a broom of my own, I would need an alternative method of travel to reach the town."
>"And what provoked you to fly over here shirtless?" asks Rainbow
"I didn't want to damage my shirt or robe." you reply aloofly
"And even if Rarity can fix it, I don't think I'll be doping that too often."
>"I'm sure some of us wouldn't mind seeing you like that more often, eh?" says Pinkie, nudging Rainbow Dash, Twilight, and Rarity
>"Pinkie please," says Rarity shoving back at her, "have some tact."
>"Uh-uh." replies pinkie, who then continues to devour her enormous dessert
>Rarity rolls her eyes and likewise returns to her cup of coffee
>"So Anonymous," asks Fluttershy, "how did you get more mana than just the one forest?"
>Just then an eccentric looking waitress in a dress resembling ice cream and confections skates up to the table and asks what you would like
"Hmm, I hadn't quite though of that. I'd like something simple..."
>"A vanilla shake with a chocolate drizzle for him, and put it on my tab." says Twilight
>"Gotcha," replies the waitress, who then skates off toward the kitchen
"Alright, apparently I'm having a vanilla shake with a chocolate drizzle. Whatever any of that means. and I could have paid for it but, thanks."
>"No problem." says Twilight with a smile
>Pinkie Pie, in contrast, looks horrified, as though she were staring down a ferocious dragon
>You would know from experience
>"Actually there's a HUGE problem!" shouts Pinkie
>"You don't have milkshakes in your world? What kind of torturous place is that?!"
"I'm sure if milkshakes did exist they'd be outlawed in my district for being too fun, considering how important they are to you."
>"Not just to me, milkshakes are important to everyone. How can your people do a classic milkshake and two straws without a milkshake? Two straws isn't a date!"
"Well Pinkie, I wouldn't know how many straws are used for a date on Ravnica, but I can assure you we get by without whatever this 'milkshake' is."
>Pinkie slumps down in her booth, seeming downtrodden at what she clearly considers to be an entire world of people living a hellish existence
"I'm not sure why anyone would shake milk anyway."
>The waitress comes back and sets something familiar in front of you with a smile and immediately dashes off to the next table
"Wait a minute."
>You take a sip of the concoction and
"Oh yes. I see now. It's a vanilla blend-up with a chocolate squeeze. Why didn't you say so?" you say to Pinkie with a grin
>"Wait, what?" she says, looking at you confusedly
"We do have these in Ravnica, it's just called something different."
>Pinkie lifts up like a rocket with a giant smile like she just won the lottery
>"Oh thank goodness. I thought I was going to have to build a dimensional portal just to bring milkshakes to the multiverse."
"I mean it's a simple concept. I'd think most cultures would develop it at some point."
>You go back to quietly sipping on your sweet drink
>"Um, Anon, I hate to bother you," says Fluttershy, "but I had a question."
"Oh right!" you say, smacking your forehead, "The mana. Yes, well, it happened when I was demonstrating my ability to do magic to the skeptical Sunset."
>She looks up at you when you mention her name but instead of looking worried or pennant, she gives you a cheeky smile and return to her drink, still looking at you
"Yes, it was when I first gained my 'magic signature' as you call it. I was preparing to cast a spell, but instead of my usual vines, I felt a connection between the mana and the cold magical energy of this world. What we call 'aether' back home."
>"I see," says Fluttershy, nodding
>She produces a notepad and pen from her bag and begins to jot down notes
"So I cast a spell that attuned me to the aether. But in addition, it also had the effect of connecting me to a plain outside the school."
>"Uh-huh, and then you had the white mana, correect?"
"Indeed. However, I was eventually able to connect to other forests by simply recalling them and meditating on them. The first time was just afterward during my fight with Sunset."
>Sunset once again looks up at you, puts on a fake angry face, and shakes her fist at you
>You choke on your drink and hiccup, trying to force the creamy white liquid down your throat
"Can you stop being so cute when I'm trying to tutor my new protege?"
>"Aww, I'm sorry," she says in a mock innocent voice, "I guess I just can't help it."
>She smile the cutest smile you've ever seen, cocking her head to one side and fluttering her wide eyes at you
"Ahh," you groan, clasping your head in your hands, "between you and the ice cream I'll get diabetes for sure."
>"Hey now, just how many girls are you trying to hook up with?" asks Rainbow Dash, eyeing you skeptically
>"You mean me and Twilight aren't enough for you?"
"Wha-, no, I-"
>Then her mask cracks and reveals a mischievous trickster out to prank you again
>"Come on, dude. You really think I'm being serious?"
"You need to quit that. I nearly had a heart attack."
>"Wait," says Sunset, "two girls? 'Me and Twilight'?"
>You gulp and slowly turn to Sunset
"Oh, right. Well, uh, I guess my relationship with Dash is, eh, non-exclusive? To be honest I'm not really sure how this works. Like at all."
>"Basically he's casually dating me and Twilight right now." says Dash, coming to the rescue
>"If he decides to go steady with one of us, well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
>Rarity daintily sets her tea down and remarks to the three of you
>"I think it makes perfect sense. Anon here is in high demand at RCA, and sharing IS caring, right ladies?"
>"Ugh," says Dash, "not you too Rarity."
>"Oh calm down Dash," she replies, "I'm not trying to weasel my way into things, if that's what you think. I actually have a date lined up for next weekend."
>"Oooooh," says Pinkie as she slithers up between Rarity and Fluttershy from under the table
>You're not sure when she left her spot, how she did it, or how you failed to notice her do it
>But she did it
>"Come on, gimme the details."
>Rarity weaves a tale of some young man she met around town last weekend, et cetera, to Pinkie, while you turn to Fluttershy
"Anyway, mana seems to regenerate faster in high-adrenaline situations such as a fight, or a dragon attack."
>"Oh my" she replies
"It seems to sometimes trigger the ability to also gain access to a new land quickly, although that has only happened once."
>"So you thought about the forest and its mana came to you?"
"Essentially, yes. I can try to teach you the spell I used as well."
>"I would appreciate that."
>You feel Dash wrap an arm around you from the side
>"Yo, thanks for helping 'Shy out with this stuff. I'm pretty much as lost on all this as you were when you showed up."
"Oh, that's right." you say with a bit of shame
"I didn't think of helping you out with your spellcasting."
>"Hey, no biggie. Fluttershy's the one who came to you and asked. I've been meaning to, but I guess my pride got the better of me."
"It happens to the best of us. Oh, and thank you again for the help with flying."
>You turn to Twilight once again
"And thank you again for the help with the assignment. I'll have the final draft done tonight and ready to turn in tomorrow."
>"I'm glad to hear it," Twilight replies, "it seems like once it clicked you were in it."
"Couldn't have done it without you guys."
>You leans back in your chair and stretch
"I sure am glad to have all of you."
>"Even me?" asks Sunset with her mock worried face
"Yes, Sunset Slugger, even you."
>And then everyone laughed
>The waitress skates up to your table once again, does a twirl, and stops on a dime
>"Anything else I can getcha?" she asks in a peppy accent
>The rest of your group turns to each other and shake their heads
>"We're ready for the check" says Twilight
>The waitress skates off leaving you with everyone again
"So, what were you all planning today?"
>"Well, we were thinking of doing some clothes shopping," says Rarity, "and I think you might just be able to help us out."
"Oh, gee, that sounds great Rarity, but I'm afraid I'm gonna be super busy with not helping a bunch of girls shop for clothes today, so I'd better head back to school and get on that."
>You start to excuse yourself from the booth, but Rainbow Dash grabs you by the collar and pulls you back
>"Come on, dude. It won't be that bad."
"Rainbow Dash, you know I'm pretty much a recluse and don't know much about other people, let alone girls, but even I know about girls' clothes shopping."
>"You'll be fine. Besides, most of us have worn out our bras and panties and need new ones." she says in a sing-song voice
>The rest of the girls at the table, sans Pinkie, blush and look at rainbow in a gradient between glaring and looking surprised
>You sigh and resign yourself to your fate, resting back down in the booth
"You know, Dash? You can be pretty evil sometimes. You haven't been messing with black mana, have you?"
>"Black mana? I don't even know what that is."
"Black mana is mana from swamps. It's generally used to either directly kill something, or raise it from the dead as a zombie."
>Fluttershy gasps at this declaration; she begins shaking and looks like she might pass out
"Oh, of course that's not to say it's all bad. I mean, uh"
>You try to think of a single good example from your home world, but you're mostly drawing blanks
"I mean, remember the Golgari I mentioned? they treat death as a natural part of life, so a lot of their use of black mana goes into regrowing things from decomposed material, or euthanizing creatures that are barely hanging on and need to let go."
>She seems to calm down a bit at least
>After the girls count out their money and give it to the waitress, the seven of you head outside ready to begin the next part of your day
"So, where are you planning on shopping then?"
>"Why, only the most fashionable outlet in town. The Carousel Boutique." says Rarity
"Carousel Boutique?"
>"Indeed. It's currently run by one Sassy Saddles, but I plan on taking it over after graduation."
"And how do you plan on taking control of it? Is the owner retiring?"
>"Oh she doesn't plan to, but of course I'll be challenging her to a fashion duel."
"Is that even a thing? Wait, don't answer that."
>You pretend to listen to the details of a fashion duel for a few minutes until you arrive at a gaudy building on the northeast side of town
>It seems to have once been an actual carousel, since gutted and re-purposed into a store
"I'm guessing that this is the Carousel Boutique?"
>"That's right, Nonny," says Pinkie from behind you, "it's a gem, isn't it?"
"I must admit it does have a certain charm to it."
>You head inside with the girls and are immediately greeted by a tall, thin woman with sky blue skin and burnt orange hair
>"Hello there, dearies. Welcome back to the Carousel Boutique and, OH, I see you've brought a young man with you. Unfortunately, sir, we only carry ladies' apparel."
>"That's fine," says Dash to the woman, "he's just our pack mule for today."
>"Oh, wonderful!" she replies
"Yes, simply marvelous." you say dryly
>"Oh don't worry, sweetie, there's plenty of seats available." she says in a somewhat understanding and somewhat condescending tone
"I'm overjoyed to hear that."
>You head toward the changing booths and sit down in a seat nearby as the girls file into them three at a time
>Rainbow Dash, Twilight, and Rarity are inside right now while you wait with Fluttershy, Pinkie, and Sunset
>The three of them are currently hiding things behind their backs, either out of embarrassment or to keep it a surprise
>Perhaps a mix of both
>"Are you ready, everyone?" says Rarity's voice from behind the curtain
"Ready as I'll ever be." you say flatly
>Rarity seems to find humor in this as she giggles and pulls the curtain back slightly
>She, Rainbow and Twilight all pull their curtains back at the same time, and you're nearly floored instantly
>Rainbow is wearing a jet black bra and panties, both quite small but with full straps
>The panties ride low and hug her hips, while the low-cut supportive bra accentuates what she does have to work with in a way that makes it seem like more than it is
>Twilight, on the other side, is wearing a sky-blue lacy ensemble, with thin-strap panties riding high showing off a lot more of her thighs and hips than you were prepared for
>The bra is kind of plain, but the lacy accent adds a nice touch
>Finally, Rarity is wearing a black bra that seems to be more lace than not, barely hiding anything but the bottoms of her breasts
>Her panties are similarly lacy and open, with a little heart-shaped window showing off a neatly trimmed patch of purple hair
>The thin straps of her panties are held by small belts to a set of notably non-lacy black stockings, framing her thighs and giving the whole thing and appearance of a Gothic window
>"Well, Anonymous, what do you think?" she asks as she shifts her stance and blows you a kiss
"I think I feel quite faint." you reply as you struggle to keep your footing, eyes shifting between the three of them
>"Calm down, boy," says Sunset as she nudges you from the side, "you've still got more to see."
"Oh dear."
>The curtains close for another minute before opening again to reveal the three girls dressed in their normal attire
>They each hand a bag to you, so you take one in your left hand and two in your right
>"Our turn." says Sunset as she and the remaining girls head into the booths
>"So, Anon, I'm guessing you liked what you saw?" says Rainbow Dash in a low voice next you
"Of course," you say looking into her eyes, "you're very attractive."
>"And?"
"And, uh, well yes, Twilight and Rarity were both quite appealing to view."
>"Is that you're way of saying they're sexy?"
"It's my way of saying all three of you are sexy."
>"Aww, you're such a sweetheart." she says sarcastically as she punches your left arm
>At least she still has a smile, so she's clearly not mad at you
>Right?
>Lately it's been getting harder and harder to read all the girls around you
>Perhaps it's because, for the first time in your life, you're actually emotionally invested in these people
>As you take your time ruminating on the subject, the three curtains open in sync once again
>On the far left is Pinkie Pie, wearing a black lacy set, somewhat similar to Rarity's except slightly more covering and less lacy
>Hers lack the stockings, but the straps or her panties and bra are actually strings tied together
>It does a nice job of showing off her thighs and shoulders
>On the far right is Fluttershy, wearing a simple white bra and panties. While it's certainly not as risque as the other sets, the panties do ride somewhat low, and the sheer size of her bust is enough to make the bra revealing by nature
>And in the middle is sunset, wearing a red strapless bra and a pair of tiny red panties that leaves very little to the imagination
>Hers too are string panties, and as she twirls around, you can see that the back consists of a thin triangle that bares nearly all of her buttocks
>"Alright, everyone, what do you think?" says Sunset, as she strikes a pose
>"Simply wonderful, darling," says Rarity as she moves forward to inspect her more closely
>You're tempted to follow suit, but instead you stand in place and simply nod your head
>"Sounds good, we'll change back and get ready for the final part."
>Rarity stifles a giggle and says "of course, darling."
"Final part?" you ask with a hint of nervousness due to mischievous delivery of the statement
>"Oh, don't worry, you'll see." says Rarity in a worrying tone
>You gulp as you wait for the three girls to get changed back into their street clothes
>The curtains open again on Fluttershy, Pinkie, and Sunset in their casual wear, as they go to hand you more bags
>Except, they don't
>Rather, each of the girls sans Rarity takes their own bag with Sunset holding the extra
"Oh I do like this new development." you say flexing your sore fingers
>The bags were relatively small and light, yet the handles were so wire thin in one dimension and so thick in the other that just holding them was hurting your hands
>"Well, we'll see how you feel about THIS development." says Rarity as she leads you into one of the booths
"Uh, Rarity? Where is this going? Because I don't think I like where this is going."
>"Oh, don't worry dear, it'll be over soon." she says in a rather sweet and soothing voice
>Too bad it doesn't do much to sooth your fears in this case
>Rarity shuts the curtains behind you, you feel her wand tap your back, and suddenly everything goes black
>You blink twice and open your eyes to a bizzare sight
>You seem to be standing in a giant sphere made of mirrors, your own reflection shown at every possible angle in each of them
>An invisible force rips your robe from you
>No, rather it pulls away your robe which passes right through your body
>Then follows your vest, shirt, shoes, socks, and pants, leaving you in only your undergarments
>Those too are pulled away, but before you can react to cover yourself, a new pair replaces them
>This pair is a lacy set of black panties not dissimilar to what Rarity was wearing before
>It barely hides your manhood, bending it into a somewhat uncomfortable position to keep it inside
>Then again it was clearly designed with someone with a completely different set of parts in mind
>A bra made seemingly for a woman with a severely underdeveloped chest is placed on your own, you feel the straps holding onto your shoulders and hugging your back
>The mirrors suddenly shatter, revealing the world around you, albeit the tiny portion of it you can see
>You're standing in the changing booth again, and immediately look around for shards of broken glass due to being barefoot
>When you fail to find any, you realize that the mirrors were simply an illusion
>Unfortunately, you also realize that the change in your clothing was not
>You stand in the stall wearing an ill-fitting lingerie set with Rarity standing in the booth next to you
>She reaches for the curtain, and you realize what's happening just a bit too late to stop her
>She throws the curtain open revealing the other six girls standing in anticipation and excitement
>Even the store owner seems to be in on it
>A couple of other girls wearing school uniforms are also standing in a corner watching you
>This is dreadful
>Rather than laugh at you, however, most of them seem to be looking at you with an air of understanding
>Rainbow Dash in particular seems to be eyeing you hungrily, as Celestia did on that strange and fateful night
>"Whoa," says Sunset, breaking the awkward silence, "I gotta say, you're looking good, Anon."
"Haha, very funny, now can I have my clothes back?"
>The girls, discounting Fluttershy who has backed away from the group, all shake their heads in unison
"Excuse me?"
>"Nope, you're gonna have to get another set from your room." says Sunset
"From my room? All the way back at the school?"
>"That's right, Nonny. Aaaaaaaaall the way back at the school."
>"Oh, of course we'll provide you with a cloack to cover yourself." says Twilight, "We don't want you getting arrested after all."
"Oh thank-"
>"BUT," says Rainbow Dash, "we're taking it back when we get to the school grounds."
>You sigh and place a hand over your head
"And why, pray tell, are you doing this? I thought we were friends."
>"We are friends," says Twilight, "it's just that, you're the new girl, or rather, new guy,"
>"I don't know, Twilight," interrupts Sunset, "he's looking like the new girl right about now."
"Haha, very funny." you say with maximum sarcasm
>"Anyway," continues Twilight, "this is the standard hazing ritual here at the school. We all went through it at some point."
"You all walked the school grounds in your undergarments?"
>"That's right." says Sunset, "in fact the whole reason all of us let you see us like that is because you arrived late, so you missed out on it the first time around."
>You raise an eyebrow and cock your head
"We wanted to really make you feel at home, so we figured we'd make up for it by letting you see what you missed out on."
"Uh, alright then? So I just have to walk from the edge of the grounds to my room wearing this?"
>"That's right."
"Standard procedure every new girl goes through. You swear?"
>"I swear."
>You look into Sunset's eyes for a moment trying to hold a neutral expression, but you can't help it
>What you know, that she doesn't know you know, well, it brings a smile to your face
>"What's with THAT expression?" she asks, "Wait, don't tell me you're, into this?"
>You tilt your head back and inhale deeply, suppressing the urge to laugh aloud
"Oh, no, it's just. Well, ever since I got to know all of you and became emotionally attached to you, it's actually gotten harder to read you all."
>You step out and face Sunset, looking down into her eyes
>While you aren't particularly tall, you still have a couple of inches on her
"I'm always second guessing my readings, and the green and white mana seem to only hinder it even further."
>Her stoic expression begins to crack as she noticeably wonders what you're getting at
"That said," you say, moving your face very close to hers, "I can still spot a bad liar from a mile away."
>She steps back out from under you and looks at you competitively
>"So, you figured it out, the jig is up. But you forgot something."
"And what's that?"
>"We still have your clothes, so unless you plan on fighting all five of us for them, I suggest you be a good boy so we can give you that cloak."
>You glare at her
"I'll ask again then: why are you doing this?"
>"Oh, I wasn't lying about everything. It is customary to prank all the new students each year, including transfers. We just figured since you're such a special case, you deserve a special prank."
"And all of you are in on this?"
>"All of us except Fluttershy," says Twilight, "she didn't want to get involved, but she agreed not to interfere either."
"Very well then. I suppose I have no choice then."
>"That's right," says Sunset, "now take your cloak and get ready for a ride back to school. We brought an extra broom for you."
>You begin to take a step forward, head down as though defeated, only to show Sunset the same victorious smile
"I've got a better idea."
>You begin to glow with a bright white light
>Leaves materialize out of this air and swirl around you on a cool breeze
>Your physical form slips away, and you decide to keep the lingerie on
>You'll bring it back anyway
>You're not a thief after all
***
>You're Rainbow Dash
>You're trying to keep your cool, to not panic, but Anon sure didn't make it easy
>"Come on, Dash," says Sunset, "go after him!"
"It's not that easy!" you shout back unintentionally
>You recoil back and lower your voice
"Sorry, but it's not like that. I don't know as much as Anon about all this. I'm afraid I'm gonna end up in some random place, trapped with no way back."
>"Come on Dashie," says Pinkie, "what happened to that trademark bravery of yours?"
"This is different, okay?! If I fall off my broom, Nurse readheart can fix me up. If I get trapped out in some random world out there, no one can fix that!"
>"Girls!" shouts Twilight over the confusion, "I'm sure Anonymous will make his way back eventually. He wouldn't just leave all of us behind, even over this."
>"Twilight's right," says Sunset, "I'm sure he'll be back any second now."
>You all wait a few seconds and nothing happens
"This is all your fault," you say coldly, pointing a finger at Sunset without looking at her
"You and your stupid prank idea."
>"Hey! You were totally on board with this from the beginning." she says back
>Suddenly a gust of cool wind blows a leaf onto the ground in front of you, illuminated by a golden light
>You look up and-
***
>You are Antonon Ptolymous
>And you are back somewhere you never thought you'd be
>Your old shop and home, in the Azorious district of Ravnica
>The place looks trashed, but that's to be expected following an aethereal discharge of that caliber
>In hindsight this plan was somewhat stupid, surely your belongings would have been seized and placed in holding by now, if not destroyed by he blast
>So you're surprised to see that all of your clothes, tools, and even your artifacts and supplies are still here
>More so that most are in good condition
>The blast shield you'd set up had prevented widespread destruction, but that doesn't explain why they're untouched
>Then the thought strikes you
"Oh, of course. They're probably still filing the paperwork to call a hearing to vote on authorization to file the paperwork to authorize a search and seizure."
>Those bureaucratic ways of the Azorious guild do come in handy sometimes
"Now, first order of business, new clothes."
>You set about putting on a simple outfit
>Your undergarments, a set of thick cloth work pants, and a long sleeve cotton shirt
>You strap your goggles on your head and begin throwing your most important tools in a bag
>The rest can be rebuilt later, hopefully
>A separate bag contains vials of aether in cloth bags, as well as several rune stones and other things you'd been tinkering with
"Well, that seems to be good. Better get going then. I do have one other stop to make though."
>You head outside to the street and are immediately greeted by an old acquiantance
>What a coincidence you'd run into each other
>"Antonon?" asks Drulido, "I thought you were dead!"
"So did I friend, but fate smiled upon me. I don't have much time, but know this: the rumors of the planes and those who walk them are all true."
>"They are? How do you know?" he asks
"From experience. Anyway, the rest of what's inside is yours to scrap. Have fun."|
>With that, you begin to pull away from the confines of the world of Ravnica
>Drulido watches you go, his face a mixture of fear and amazement
>As you slip into the void of the Blind Eternities, you focus on the feelings of your prior exchange, the aether trails of your friends, and the feeling of victory when you put your plan into motion
>Before you know it, you're standing once again in the Carousel Boutiqie, in front of the changing rooms, right back where you started
"I'm starting to get the hang of this." you say to yourself before you're tackling by something fast, blue, and rainbow-haired
>"Oh my god, Anon! What the hell was that? Where did you go?"
"Home." you say simply, "Or rather, the place I once called home. I needed to change, you see. And I grabbed some things while I was there."
>"Don't ever abandon us like that again, you hear?" she says angrily though her cheek is buried into your chest with her hand gripping your arms tight
"Of course, but in my defense, you all forced my hand this time. I couldn't be outplayed that easily."
>Sunset sighs and approaches you
>"I'm sorry Anonymous. This was all my idea, and I think it might've gone a bit too far."
"No worries, Sunset. You were a worthy opponent, but I won this round."
>She smiles at your reassurance, then she cocks her head to the side with a smirk
>"And what would you have done if running home grabbing those clothes wasn't an option?"
"I'd have my wolf eat you and bring me my school clothes." you say as you begin to walk past her
>Her smirk turns to a look of mild worry
>"Uh, Anon. This is the part where you're supposed to say 'Just kidding, I'd never have my wolf eat you'. I'm still kind of scared of that thing."
>You turn and look at her quizzically
"Why would I say that?"
>Her look of mild worry turns to a look of moderate to severe worry
>"Anon that's not funny."
"Nor was it supposed to be."
>You ignore Sunset's protests and return the lingerie you were wearing to the counter
>Or at least you try to
>"Oh no worries, dear. You go ahead and keep them. They were paid for in advance."
>You inhale sharply and exhale
"Very well then."
>You turn back to the girls
"Tell you what, Rainbow," you say as you pat her head, "you be good and maybe I'll let you see me in these again."
>She slugs you on the arm a bit harder than usual, looking at you with an embarrassed and annoyed expression
>She blushes and looks to the side
>"We'll see." she says quietly
>"Um, Anonymous?" asks Twilight as she steps forward
"Yes, Twilight, that offer extends to you too."
>"What? That's not what I-, okay I was going to ask about that, but I have a more important question: what's in the bags?"
"Oh, right. These." you say, holding the bags up
"One contains most of my shop tools, and the other is raw materials for creating artifacts."
>"Oh wow. How were they still there this whole time?" asks Sunset
"The wonders of bureaucracy." you say as you step outside
>The girls follow you, taking in the warmth of the sun as you look around the town for anything that might interest you
"I should consider eating some actual food soon. I'm afraid I'll get stomach sick with nothing but sugar in it."
>"Well in that case, I know a great place that does take-out." says Twilight
>"The rest of us ate earlier, but you can grab a bite to eat."
"Sounds good." you say as you follow her
>She leads you to a nearby establishment that seems to sell various forms of grilled and fried foods
>After a quick explanation on what things are, you decide to order a "gyro"
>You pay the last of your coins and bite into the delicious sandwich
"I must say, this is quite nice." you say between bites. "Unfortunately I seem to be broke now."
>"That'll be alright." says Rarity, "the stipend will buy you all the gyros you desire, and it comes in today."
"Stipend?" you ask
>"Oh right, you don't know. Part of the tuition for RCA students is a deposit of money made by the parents of the student. This is given to them in increments to spend on their hobbies, going out, et cetera."
"I see. There is a bit of a problem there, however; I wasn't enrolled the traditional way. Housing, educating, and feeding me for free is already asking a lot. I doubt Celestia is going to give me an allowance on top of it."
>"She might," says Twilight, "and besides, you mentioned bringing tools and artifacts with you. You could probably sell them as a little side business."
"Perhaps." you say as you rise. "In any case, I'd be happy to show you what I've got."
>You produce a fairly large vial of glowing blue liquid from your bag
"This is an aether vial. Pretty standard stuff, not terribly cheap, but not exorbitantly expensive either."
>"Wait," says Twilight, "aether vial? As in a vial of pure aether?"
"As pure as I can make it. I harvested and refined it myself."
>"You said this 'aether' is what we call magical energy here."
"Correct."
>She places her hands over the vial and gently lowers it back into your bag whilst looking around
>"Anon, I don't know how abundant or expensive aether is in your world," she whispers while she zips the bag up
>"but here in ours, even a vial like this would be worth thousands of bits, even more on the black market."
>Your eyes open wide at the sudden realization that you may be holding a small fortune in your bag
>"And if you have means to harvest ambient aether from your surroundings safely, you could revolutionize the whole world of magic."
"I don't know what to say."
>"For now, you should say nothing. Keep this a secret until Headmistress Celestia can advise us on what to do."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
>You finish your sandwich and prepare to head back to the school
"Oh, Rainbow, would you like me to teach you how to grow wings?"
>"I'm good," she says while mounting her broom, "I'll fly back the normal way. You can use it on yourself, or Fluttershy."
"Well if I teach you, you can use your white and red mana to cast it on either me or Fluttershy, then I can cast it on the other."
>Fluttershy perks up at the idea of getting to fly like that again
>"Alright, then, hit me. How do I do it?"
"I'll show you instead. I just need you to trust me, and open up your mind."
>She nods her head and closes her eyes
>You begin to weave your Blue mana into a spell and you feel a psychic connection to Dash open up
>You send your knowledge of how to cast the wing spell to her, and she receives it openly
>The two of you reopen your eyes, from which you see Dash smiling excitedly
"So, why don't you give it a shot, with me as the test subject?" you say while you take your robs and shirt off
>"Alright, here goes nothing." she replies as she weaves her mana into a spell
>A familiar set of angelic wings sprouts from your back, taking root on your shoulder blades and flexing easily
"My turn." you say, turning to Fluttershy
>You weave the spell yourself, and a few moments later Fluttershy has a similar set of wings to your own
>She smiles and begins to take flight; you follow suit and take off toward her
>Rainbow Dash catches up to the two of you on her broom and takes Fluttershy's into her hand
>"I'll bring this back for you." she says
>Fluttershy nods in affirmation and looks to the road that leads to the school
"We should get going before the spell wears off." you say as you begin to fly southward
>Fluttershy nods again and follows you, the two of you zipping and weaving through the air together
>"Oh this is still so wonderful!" she shouts
>"You'll teach me how to use this, right?"
"Of course, but first you need a way to access white mana, but I don't think that'll be a problem." you shout back
>"Your artifacts, right?" she replies
"Indeed," you say, nodding your head, "I should be able to make it happen."
>The two of you fly together the rest of the way
>At one point you feel Fluttershy grab your hand
>You look at her with a bit of surprise
>She blushes, pulls her hand away, and looks away
"It's alright," you say, "I don't mind."
>She takes your hand again
>"I don't mean anything by it. I just, well="
"I get it. It's all a bit scary, isn't it. A whole new type of magic? A power that could make us famous, or infamous? It's a lot to take in."
>She nods understandingly to you and looks forward again
>Her hand drops away again but you understand the circumstances are different
>The two of you fly casually, doing tricks and showing off to each other
>You finally make it to the school and drop down together
>Both pairs of wings fade away as the mana returns to the world
>You walk to the building's back entrance with Flutter in tow, meeting your friends at your usual spot
>You lay back on the grass and close your eyes, feeling the swirls of mana coalesce around you
>"Uh, Anon?" asks Sunset, "Were you planning to put your shirt back on?"
>Your eyes shoot open as you sit up and look at yourself
"Uh, right." you say, reaching into your bag for your shirt and robe
>You don them once again, now conscious of the stares and whispers, not just from your group but the general student body
>"You sure you don't want to wear the outfit we picked for you?" asks Rainbow with a snicker
>"You seem to be the exhibitionist here."
"Ha ha," you say sarcastically, "I'll give it to you, instead. We have a similar cup size after all."
>Dash turns red and looks away angrily
>The rest of the group looks at you and shakes their heads
"Too far?"
>The rest of the group nods their heads
"I-"
>"Whatever." says Dash, "Say whatever you want. It's nothing I haven't heard before."
"I'm sorry, Rainbow."
>...
>"I know." she says with a sigh
>You lay back and groan, wishing that talking to your girlfriend was as simple as traveling dimensions and growing angel wings
>You feel someone sit next to you, and you hope it's one of six particular girls
>You open your eyes to find that it is indeed Rainbow Dash
>She glares at you and begins manifesting lightning in her hand
>You reflexively summon your signature vines, preparing for an attack
>Dash drops the lightning and smiles
>"Glad to see you're still on top of things." she says with a laugh
"Can't be too careful with you, can I?" you say back
>"Fair point." she says while she looks away
>The two of you sit in silence while the rest chat amongst themselves
>"It feels great, doesn't it?" says Dash, "Feeling the mana, I mean."
"Yeah, I can't wait to share it with all of you."
>You hop to your feet and grab your bags
"In fact, I won't. I'm going to go work on this now."
>You head to the entrance, intending to go to your room
>"Is there anything I can do to help?" asks Twilight
"No offense, Twilight, but I don't think your knowledge will apply here." you say as you head toward the D wing
"I'm going to be working more with mana. The aether will just be a power source."
>"Oh. Alright." she says as she falls away
"You're more than welcome to watch, though."
>"I'd love to," she says, "even if I don't have this 'mana', I'd like to learn more about it."
>"Well I'll tag along too," says Rainbow Dash, "someone's gotta keep an eye on you two, right?"
>Twilight gives her a disapproving look before turning away with a huff
>"Hey, take it easy, I'm kidding. All this magic theory stuff will just be mumbo jumbo to me anyway. I'm gonna go throw lightning around."
"You enjoy, that, Dashie."
>"Dashie?" she asks, "When did you come up with a pet name for me?"
"It's already Pinkie's name for you, isn't it?"
>"Oh yeah, you got a point. I don't really notice it anymore. But feel free to call me that."
>She looks at Twilight with what might be mistaken for a smug grin
>Twilight looks away again, with a 'Hmm'
"Oh, don't get jealous." you say as you pat Twiight's head, "I'll call you 'Twily' if you want."
>She blushes and turns away from you now
>"To be honest I'd rather you not." she says in a hushed tone
>"It's my brothers nickname for me, and it means a lot to me."
"Oh." you say, pulling your hand away
"If that's your prerogative, I'll respect that, Twi-Twi."
>"That's better." she says, patting your head back
>Dash falls away and head back toward another wing
>A bit later, you and Twi reach your room
>You tap your wand on the door and it springs open
>You clear the books off your desk and begin setting up tools and stones in their place
>You tinker around with one of the stones, inscribing runes with an aether torch
>"So these runes have some kind of significance to the mana?"
"Long ago, an obelisk with five sides was discovered in Ravnica. No one knows where exactly it came from."
>You continue inscribing them from memory, making sure each line is correct
"Rumor has it that it was built by ancient precursors. Others say it was there from the beginning of the world."
>Twilight is silent as she listens and watches
"Each side was inscribed with different runes. And they say there exists one or more in every world."
>You finish one spiral and move on to the next
"Each side correlated to a different color of mana, and the mages who discovered it were able to draw mana from it, provided they were close enough."
>You work diligently and carefully
"Eventually, some tried carving those runes into various artifacts. And if done correctly, those rune stones could be used to draw mana as well, from the obelisk itself, from any distance, seemingly."
>"And if you can recreate the process, you can make a new rune stone?"
"That's what I'm trying. I hope it works."
>You finish the last runes and begin to flow white mana into it.
"You may want to leave. You might die if you don't."
>She nods and leaves, and you hear her footsteps down the hall
>You carefully drop a single drop of refined aether from a vial onto the stone before putting the vial back in your strongbox
>The runes glow, and you prepare for both the worst and best
>The glowing fades and you feel a connection of white mana from the stone
>You dash out of the room to meet Twilight face to face
"Twilight! I think I did it! But I need you to test it for me."
>You quickly put the necklace on Twilight and step back
"Now, try focusing on what you can feel."
>She closes her eyes and focuses intensely
>"I feel, a warm sense of unity."
"Perfect, focus on that."
>"It feels like its flowing from somewhere off in the distance, into the stone, and back out."
"Excellent! Let's go find Fluttershy."
>Twilight yelps as you take her by the hand and whisk her away to find your shy friend
>It doesn't take long before you return to your friends with Twilight in hand
"Fluttershy, I have excellent news!" you shout
>You then notice stares from a number of students and realize that while they may have begun acclimating to your presence, shouting like you just did is still sure to draw their notice
>You also realize you're still grasping Twilight's wrist, which likely doesn't help, so you release it
>Murmurs abound as you approach your friends
"Although, perhaps we should discuss it in private." you say, nodding for Fluttershy to follow you, "like, in my dormitory."
>The murmurs grow even louder now
>You fake a cough and continue
"Of course, the rest of you are welcome to come too."
>Finally, the murmuring and whispering stops, and for a moment you feel proud of yourself
>Then it all starts up even more, and even louder
>Sighing, you chance to peek into the mind of one of the girls blatantly pointing and muttering about you to her friend
>~'At first I thought he was up to something perverted, but c'mon, all of them? He must be letting them in on whatever weird alien magic stuff he's working on'~
>You breathe another sigh, this time of relief, when you realize that they weren't wrong, and at least they no longer think anything suspicious of your invitation
>Luckily, the girl whose mind you read seemed to distracted to notice it
>"HelooOOOOOooo! Equestria to Anon?"
>You suddenly become aware of Rainbow Dash's hand waving in front of your face
>Oh, it seems that girl isn't the only one distracted
"Oh, sorry" you stammer out, "I was a bit distracted."
>"What?! With what?" she asks
>...
"Stuff"
>Sunset cocks her head at you
>"You offered all of us to come to your room to discuss some 'excellent news', and then /immediately/ became distracted with 'stuff' before we could answer?"
>...
"I'll uh, explain that too, but for now what do you say? And I am listening this time."
>They all nod their heads in agreement
"Perfect. Follow me."
>You're absolutely giddy as you lead your friends down the abandoned hallways to the males' wing (Population: 1) and toward your room"
>As you round the final corner, you are surprised to see Celestia turning away from your room and toward you
>She and your group stop, and she smiles
>"An'on'ymous, I was just looking for you. I came to leave some more bits in your room, I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, Headmistress. Indeed I'm glad you're here, there's something I'd like to show you. Now that I think of it, my room is a little small to crowd this many in, so, why not here?"
>You approach Celestia with your necklace
"I was going to loan it to Fluttershy but I'd like you to try it, Headmistress Celestia. Twilight has already tested it."
>"Very well then, if even my dearest student has tested it, it must be fine."
>She slips the necklace around her neck and gasps
>"This feeling," she says as she closes her eyes and touches the runestone, "this is how it feels?"
"Indeed, except that rather than feel the mana flow through the stone, collecting it there, and drawing from it, we feel it flow through our own selves."
>"Ah, this connection, to rolling, grassy knolled plains far away, how wonderful."
"Indeed it is, I-"
>You freeze
>It's as though a thousand-pound cart has slammed into you at light speed. You feel almost faint for a moment, as though you'll collapse