American Monk AiE

>>Damn... when was the last time you did schoolwork?
>>Stop it mind, I need to meditate right now.
>You take a deep breath, and exhale slowly.
>Somewhere in your body you feel what you can only describe as pure energy move slowly throughout your body.
>You continue this breathing.
>The energy soon settles evenly.
>Your eyes open.
>You ever so slowly raise one of your arms, palm up.
>Recalling the feeling of the energy, you focus on the palm of your hand.
>Your hand starts to shake slightly, though you're as relaxed as could be.
>Your other arm and legs start to feel a bit cooler while your palm is heating up.
>Now your torso is cool and you feel a bit light-headed.
>Slowly, as if each finger were made of the thinnest glass, you close your hand.
>You leave a bit of space inside your fist.
>Now you focus on that space.
>You feel your palm cool down.
>Your hand opens.
>In your palm, about an inch away from your hand is a heat-shimmer roughly the size of your palm.
>You grin
"...Damn..."
>Your whisper causes the shimmer to fade slightly.
>>Dude, concentrate!
>You keep focusing and the shimmer gets bigger.
"...Cool..."
>This time it stays.
>You try shaping it, and in the end shoot off the enrgy into a nearby tree with your hand.
>By the time you did that you guessed it was as big as your head.
>You stretch, seeing as you've been sitting on that old stump like that for hours doing what you just did.
>But that was the first time you saw the shimmer.
>You stand.
"Well, time to head home."
>You check the time on your phone.
12:47 P.M.
>You have enough time to get home before the episode starts.
>You make your way home, but are sidetracked by a notedly beautiful fall tree.
>While admiring the wonderful shades of green, red, yellow and such you miss a turn.
>When you do notice, you shrug it off and decide on a new route.
>But you have never been down the whole of this street, you never needed to.
>Your house is to your left, by your approximation, but the only street branching off from this one goes right.
>>Shit... should I go back?
>>Fuck it, I'm going for it.
>Turn down the street and walk for what feels like a half-hour.
>>Where in the fuck are all the streets?
>There's an odd noise from behind you. Normally you'd ignore it, thinking up an excuse for it. But not once you started training.
>As you turn to look, a bright light blinds you.
>Something hits you in the head.
>Nothing.

>The next time you are awake, and feel like shit.
>>I must be dying...
>Massive head-splitting headache. Your body is even worse.
>How does it feel to be run over by a heavy duty truck and then beaten with a sledge-hammer? not as bad as how you feel.
>Your groans of pain causes something to move, but you’re too concerned with not moving and hoping you die soon.
>Then, slowly, the pain melts away, and warmth spreads over your body.
>You smile, knowing you died and are now in paradise.
>"Hello?"
>>...dafuq?
>>Open your eyes fucktard.
>You open your eyes to realize that while you're not in heaven, you’re not in Kansas anymore.
>>You never were idiot, no referencing from here on out.
Fine..."
>"IT... TALKED..."
>>That voice, did it just come from that purple thing?
>>Never mind, you're tired.
>Your eyes close.
"Let me sleep..."
>>WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS SANE SPOKE?!?
>You realize that purple blobs don't just talk and you sit up, forcing your eyes open.
>MYEYES!
>In a groan of pain you squeeze your eyes shut and cover them.
>>Okay, sight no good, now talk.
"Who are you and why are you purple?"
>"What? Well, I'm Twilight Sparkle and I was born that way, now what are you and how can you talk?"
"T-twilight Sparkle..?"
>>P-purple p0ny?
>>Are you being played?
"If you’re Twilight Sparkle then levitate me."
>"...Okay I’ll do it, but only once you answer my question."
>>Yeah, the question.
"I'm a human being, species Homo-Sapian Sapiens."
>And with that, you feel the warmth rush over you again, and you can no longer feel the floor under you.
>>OhshitI’minEquestria
>"Satisfied?"
>>WholyfuckyouareinEquestria
>>What do?
"...You can put me down now."
>You feel yourself settle onto the ground, and the magic goes away.
>>Speaking of magic...
>You hold out your hand and quick as can be you have a cantaloupe sized ball of energy in your hand.
>You hear a gasp.
>>Open your eyes, damn it! What was that gasp about?
>You open your eyes, and miraculously you can see.
>You can see the black fireball in your hands.
>>...dafuq?
>In confusion you release the energy and the flame shoots away.
>wholyfuckingshitthatsyourenergy.
>>Either Twi is in awe or she has now lost her sanity.
>She just stares at you, dear go-Celestia the staring.
>After an awkward minute she whispers.
>"...I need to write to the Princess..."
>>You're okay with this; either it goes awesomely or terribly.
>Suddenly you realize that yes; you are in Twilight’s library.
>>You idiot stop gaping before she notices.
>You recover yourself, the back of your mind saying something about reading about this on /mlp/, but your awe makes you pay no heed to this.
>Looking at the rows of magical textbooks, you stand, walk over to one, and take it off the shelf.
><Beginner Magic for the Gifted Unicorn>
>>Might as well try.
>Open up to the first spell, read about it, and decide to try it.
>It’s the levitation spell.
>You focus your energy, and focus on an object, and your minds eye forms the single word incantation.
>The object, a quill, lifts into the air about two feet.
>>You're doing p0ny magic you awesome fuck you.
>Twilight comes back with spike.
>You jump in shock and release the spell.
>It falls back down lightly.
>Twilight is giving you more stares.
>All of this staring is starting to creep the fuck out of you.
>"Did that ...thing just do magic Twi?"
>>Spike I’m not a thing.
"I'm a human being and my name is Anon."
>Now spike is staring.
>>pokerface.jpg
>>Shut up, just pokerface. POKERFACE, you are not a computer.
>"Now do you see why the princess needs to know?!"
>Twilight looks a bit crazy.
>Spike agrees, his eyes not leaving you.
>Twilight scribbles out a letter in record time and spike sends it.
>Sit down anime-style, and you sit there.
>Your pokerface is evolving!
>...
>...
> Congratulations! Your Pokerface evolved into a Badpokerface!
>>Fuck you mind.
>>You know you love it.
>You never win these mini arguments with the part of your mind infected by the internet.
"So..."
>Silence must break.
"...Can I have paper and something to write with?"
>Twilight tears her eyes away from you and obliges.
>You start to draw with the acquired tools.
>Twilight walks over and watches you draw.
>"Why don’t you use magic?"
"My hands work just fine."
>"...I need to take notes."
>She magics over a notepad and quill.
>After two hours, nearly completing a drawing, and twilight going through three notebooks of notes, there is an audible shimmer.
>>You can't hear shimmers.
>But you can, and suddenly in the middle of the room, stands Celestia and Luna.
>>ohshit.
>>How to react howto react howtoreact howtoreacthowtoreacthowtoreact.
>Short Term Memory (STM) has encountered a problem and had to shut down. Do you wish to restart STM?
>Restarting… … …
>You move into a kneeling position and bow your head.
"You’re Majesties."
>>What was with the medieval Europe accent?
>>Roll with it.
>Celestia addresses twilight.
>"I can see why you sent for me."
>To you she says,
>"I have only seen your kind such as yourself in my visions. Your race is an evil one, full of greed, cunning, dishonesty, and hate. But your race also shows compassion, tolerance, selflessness, and love. You therefore are an oddity in this world. I am hesitant to ask this, for fear of the consequence of your answer, but; Do you wish to stay here in Equestria? As far as I know there is no way to return you to your home."
>>Are you dreaming?
>"I also know of the 'show' detailing our exploits. I know how much you know about us."
>Well fuck.
"I guess I will stay here."
>"Wait princess!"
>Twilight pleads as Celestia turns to leave.
>"He can do magic!"
>She looks shocked and whips around and stares at you.
>>Shit more magic.
>You look around quickly, and a plan forms in your mind.
>You return your gaze to Celestia with a smirk.
>The incantation forms in your mind and the beginner book levitates above you from its position in the shelf
>Twilight is a neat freak.
>Celestia's eyes go wide.
>>That's not even the main attraction.
>Your smirk turns to a grin and you proceed to lift spike, who had been cleaning and stealing glances at you.
>Then Twilight.
>And Celestia.
>You're fairly sure this is enough to wow them beyond belief, but you can do better.
>Summoning all of you energy, you levitate every book in the library.
>And just after you do the physical sins of exertion show.
>Your heart is running a marathon, your arms and legs are starting to tremble, and your lungs are in need of more air.
>>ohshittoomuchtoomuch!
>With the last of your strength, you return the books to the shelves and gently lower the three to the floor.
>With that done you stem the flow of energy, and collapse, panting and shaking.
>>Ha-ha idiot.
>>Fuck you.
>>Love you too.
>You groan.
>Twilight runs to your side.
>"Are you alright?"
"No I just fell for the hell of it."
>>Oh you and your sarcastic remarks.
>"You are more dangerous than I thought... Or perhaps not... Either way, I'll be keeping an eye on you." Celestia tells you and teleports away with Luna, who had been so quiet you forgot about her.
"Well that went well..."
>>Dude do you want to pass out?
>>Nooope.
>"do you need anything?"
"Water..."
>You are thirsty, and hungry. But you are more tired than hungry so drink the water that Twilight just got you then nap.
>And when the glass is empty-
>>How do they hold round glasses with hooves?
>You then nap. And a good nap it is.
>When you wake up, you are in an awkwardly small bed and its sundown.
>>Must have used more energy then you thought.
>>youdontsay?
>>...fuck.
>Your tummy starts making the rumblies.
>>...That only hands could satisfy.
>>That's old now stfu internet.
>But damn you're hungry.
>You get out of bed to find you are in some sort of second floor apartment.
>You find twilight in a small dining room.
>She is eating a salad.
>Ponies are vegetarian.
>You love meat.
>feelsbadman
>Will you give up meat?
>You have to.
>Sighing, you sit next to her.
"Do you have anything for me to eat?"
>"...A good evening would have been nice." twilight mumbles as she gets you some food.
>>well she's adjusted quickly.
>Your salad is set in front of you and you wolf it down as violently as applejack tries to rape anon.
>>Hey there apple.
>>...I did not just think that. Not getting raped.
>Twilight stares.
"I'm sorry; it's just that using all that energy tired me out.
>You can almost hear her making a note of that in her head.
>But that seems to work and she gives you an understanding look.
>>I wonder I this happens to unicorns as well.
>>I thank you for being decent.
>>Don't worry you'll hate me soon enough.
>"...So do all hue-mans use magic?"
"...No. There are many that know the word, but think of it as cheap parlor tricks and illusions meant to entertain. The few who do know it don't call it magic, and they devote their entire lives to learning, finding and harnessing that power. And still, they cannot use it outside of their own bodies."
>"What do you call it and how are you so good if the best can't bring it out of their bodies?"
"We call it many things; Chi, Ki, Aura, Spirit Energy, Energy, Life Force...
"And that's a really good question, I guess I just am more naturally in control of it than they are, through I have to admit I was pathetic before I got here. It's like my power has been amplified tenfold."
>>You just said tenfold. This day now is officially the best ever.
>>It wasn't when I woke up in Equestria?
>>don't ruin it.
>"Really?"
"Yeah, and before I couldn't even see my energy, I just knew it was there."
>You can tell Twilight wishes she had a notebook right now.
>You look out a window absent-mindedly.
"You know it's getting dark, you should probably sleep."
>"I should be telling you that, you have a big day ahead of you."
>>And it'll end in a Pinkie party.
>Twilight stares in shock.
>You said that out loud.
>pokerface.
"I'll tell you about it tomorrow, just get to bed and I'll find some blankets to sleep on.
>After some insisting, you get the blankets, and fall asleep, ready for tomorrow.
Day 1: OVER.