Magic school 10

>”You ready for bed?” Twilight asks, turning to you.
>Nodding your head, you reply.
“Yeah,” you respond, rubbing your eyes. It kind of made you feel like a little kid.
>Looking for a clock, you quickly find one on the wall.
>Wow it really is late.
>”I have a guest bed in my room.”
“Sounds great.”
>Much better then sleeping on the floor.
>Spike yawns, followed by some mumbling about going to sleep. He begins to head up the stairs where you assume Twilight's room is...
>Being honest with yourself, when you first heard of Spike, you thought he was her boyfriend, but baby dragon? Number one assistant? Direct contact with Princess Celestia for Twilight?
>There's a connection you're not making...
>You're too tired for this shit.
>Stretching your neck out, you stand up.
>Twilight turns some of the lights out, allowing the moonlight to flow through the windows.
>”This way, Spike is a heavy sleeper but I'm sure Owlicious is just waking up.”
>Owlicious?
>You follow Twilight as she trots up the stairs.
>Reaching the door, she turns back around to you.
>”I had a guest room, but I converted it to be part of the library, so I'm sorry if it's a bit cramped.”
>You nod your head at her, you're sure it will be fine.
>As Twilight opens the door, you realize you forgot your bag.
>Looking to where you last remember it, you can just barely make it out in the dark.
>Reaching out with magic, you give it a pull to find it rather heavy.

>Reaching your hand out, this time as if you were pulling a rope, you give it a yank.
>The bag reacts by flying through the air and landing on the table with a rather loud thump.
>Twilight turns around and just glares at you.
“Sorry.” You raise your hand, grabbing the bag once more and floating it over.
>She shakes her head, “He also falls asleep very quickly.”
>Following Twilight into the room, she creates a very dim light with her horn, lighting the place up.
>Looking around, you find Spike in what looks like a dog bed of some kind, but with a blanket and pillow.
>Kind of cute, you give it a 7/10, would take a picture if possible.
>Looking around the dimly lit room, you find two beds. One is surrounded by a dresser and a table, another bed is kind of empty with a bunch of open space around it.
>It's pretty clear which one is yours, so you gently toss your bag onto the bed.
>Digging through your bag, you find your pajama bottoms. You could sleep in your pants, but that’s not comfy.
>Your shirt is fine, so you take your shoes off as you sit on the bed.
>”I hope that will be alright,” Twilight whispers.
“It will be fine, much better then sleeping on the floor, thank you.”
>”Who!” Someone calls from the corner of the room.
>Looking in that direction, you find an owl sitting on a stand.
>Owl...icious...
>Cute.
>With your socks and shoes off, you stand up and begin to unbutton and unzip your pants.
>This has caught Twilight's attention.
>”W-what are you doing?” she asks, turning her head slightly as if she was attempting to not look.
“Putting pajama pants on? Is that a problem?" You reply, slipping out of your pants and putting your pajamas on.
>You can't see the bright red tint creeping into Twilight's cheeks with the dim purple light coming from her horn.

>”N-no, it's fine, just thought you didn't want your... lower half seen.”
“I’ve still got boxers on, which you saw.” you say playfully.
>She says nothing as she puts the light out and begins climbing into bed.
>Watching Twilight pull the covers over herself without magic was maybe one of the cutest things you have witnessed.
>Stretching your shoulder out, you get into bed.
>With your head down, you really hope Twilight doesn't snore...
>Or Spike.
>Taking a deep breath, you begin thinking about everything that’s happened today.
>The dragon breath test was interesting, you really wonder if you did it correctly... it's possible you just blew the paper away.
>Watching Spike, an actual dragon, do this was different, the way the letter seemed too disintegrate.
>And the way he coughed the letter up looked rather painful.
>...
>This is one of those nights where you can't sleep because your mind just wants to wander...
>With a yawn, you roll over onto your left side and begin staring at the window.
>How much do you really know about magic?
>It can't be a lot...
>But the mere thought alone excites you!
>So much to learn!
>So little... time...
>Two more grades and you have to head back home...
>And if you stay an extra week, you're cutting it rather close...
>...
>Now is not the time to get mopy about that!
>What are you really going to miss here anyway?
>You would miss Twilight...
>You only just met her though...
>She's a good friend...
>Kind of like those nerdy girls from school back in your world.
>Okay brain, enough thinking, it's sleep time.
>Ignoring other thoughts that pop into your head, you can feel yourself slowly fall into sleeps embrace.

>Rolling over, you're awakened by a bright light shining into your eyes.
>As if you were a vampirem you cover your headm seeking shelter under the blanket.
>But i'ts too late, the damage has been done.
>You're awake now, and fully aware of a sweet scent in the air.
>Rolling over and putting your feet on the cold floorm you let out a small yawn as you stretch.
>Getting up, you take a quick look around. Spike is still sound asleep, but Twilight is missing.
>Following the sweet scent out of the bedroom, you find Twilight pouring herself a drink in the main room.
>Your exit and decent must not be very quiet as she notices you instantly.
>”Good morning Anonymous!” she gives you a small smile. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah, besides the sun blinding me, but I slept okay.”
>Reaching the bottom floor, you do another stretch.
“What smells so good?” you ask.
>”Oh, my friend Rarity suggested this tea that's only sold in Canterlot, so I picked some up yesterday before we left.” She pours herself some in a small tea cup, “Would you like some?” She asks.
“Mmmm, I'm not really a tea drinker, but I'll give it a try.”
>Twilight smiles as she floats the teapot over another tea cup.
>She pours you a rather small amount, so you take a seat at the table and pick up the tea cup.
>The teacup begins to burn your hands, causing you to put it down rather quickly.
“Jeez that’s hot.”
>Looking over at Twilight, she's taking a rather long sip.
>The tea cup is floating in the air.
>Oh, magic! You won't feel the heat, GENUIS ….
>Focusing on the tea cup, you begin to lift it slowly.
>Bringing it to your face, this is rather difficult as it lightly bobs up and down, going side to side.
>Deciding it's not worth burning your mouth or dropping it and burning your balls, you put it down.
>Looking up, you find Twilight looking watching you, confused.
“Ehehe,” you nervously chuckle, “It's a bit harder to keep it from spilling then I thought.”


>”Well, what about grabbing it with your magic? As if you were using your hand.”
>Oh. Right.
>Grabbing the tea cup this time, your hand is just wrapped around it with magic gripping it tightly.
>Bringing it to your face, you take a deep breath of the sweet scent.
>Blowing on it lightly, you then take a sip.
>It's sweet. Really sweet, and really fucking hot.
>But it's bearable.
>Setting the tea cup down, Twilight is just smiling at you.
“What?” You question her.
>”Nothing, just thinking,” She replies back
“About what?”
>”Well, how your magic works, it's similar to ours but you don't have a horn.”
“Would it matter if I had a horn?”
>”Well...” Twilight looks around the room, floating some paper and a quill over.
>She begins drawing as she talks.
>”If you had a horn, teaching you magic might be easier. But at the same time, I've watched you pick things up or use your body with spells. Like last night, you put your body into pulling your bag to you-” Twilight trails off, mumbling words you can't hear.
>Finishing your last bit of tea off, you decide you still hate tea, it's just not your thing.
>”I got it!” She stands up, floating the quill above her.
>”Anonymous, can I run some quick tests on you?!”
“I uh, I guess? What kind of tests?”
>”Just something simple, to see if your entire body is used as a focus or if i'ts just your hands.”
“How would we do this?”
>”My lab in the basement, I'll need to set up a few things, but that shouldn't take too long.”
“I'm not going to get poked with needles am I? I hate needles.”
>”No needles.”
“Sounds fine then, but I'd like to take a shower first.”
>Twilight points towards the bathroom.
>”I'll be in the basement setting things up, come down when you're ready.”
>Nodding your head, she trots to what you assume is the basement door and goes down some stairs.
>You head upstairs quietly and grab a some clean clothes, then head toward the shower.

>With your shower over and some clean clothes on, you make your way to the basement door.
>Poking your head inside, you find the room is rather large, and she wasn't kidding about having a lab down here.
>Walking down the stairs, you let our a rather loud whistle that catches Twilight's attention.
>She's wearing a lab-coat with some protective glasses.
>”Are you ready?” She asks, grabbing a bunch of things on a table near her and pushing it into a box.
“I guess... but isn't this a bit much for just one simple test?”
>Twilight freezes in her tracks and looks around.
>She begins to nervously giggle.
>”Oh dear, I got ahead of myself. Would you mind if we did some other small tests? If not, that’s fine, we can stick to just one, I just got so excited about studying a new species and kept going!”
>Reaching the bottom of the stairs, you take a seat where you assume she wants you to sit.
“Some tests are fine, lets get them out of the way.”
>Twilight beams at you, clearly not expecting you to say yes.
>Various tools float from all sides.
>Twilight’s magic forces you to stand up.
>A measuring tape runs along your arm's and legs.
>Several clip boards float in front of Twilight, followed by the scribbling of quills.
>”How many bones are in the human body?”
“I uh... a lot?”
>”A lot isn't a number....”
“It is when you don't know.”
>Twilight lets out a small groan but writes something down.
>”Alright, one arm is just slightly longer then the other...”
>Oh good, now you're self-conscious about this new information.
>Everyone look out, freaky monkey thing coming through.
>”Unless I measured wrong.”
>She places the measuring tape along your arms again, making sure to read it correctly.
>”Nope, I read it wrong.”
>Breathing a sigh of relief, you dispel the thoughts of you being some kind of freaky-arm monkey.
>”Your legs on the other hoof!”
>OH GOD NO.
>”One is just longer then the other. But I can't get a good measurement with your clothes on.”



>She scribbles some notes down before replacing the clipboard with another one.
>”I do have a question though.”
“Hmm?”
>”What are these things you are wearing on your feet?”
“Uh...”
>Kicking your foot out, it's just a plain white sock...
“Socks?”
>Twilight's face goes bright red as she attempts to write something down, but she's missing the floating clipboard.
>”I uh... why?” she stutters out.
“Keep my feet warm and to keep them from rubbing against my shoes when walking... why?”
>”Oh... do humans wear socks for any other r-reasons?” she says with an unsure look on her face.
“Uh, can't think of anything, no... What's going on Twilight? Your face is all red and you're acting weird.”
>Twilight shakes her head and clears her throat.
>”It's, uh, well...” She looks back and forth as if to change the subject.
>”W-well uh, socks are, uh-” Twilight stumbles along her words.
>You've seen her get embarrassed but this is an entirely new level...
>It's cute... but at the same time a bit painful to watch.
>”Socks are something couples wear to appeal to the other...” Twilight gives you a really nervous smile as she continues to look around.
“Appeal? Like... lingerie?” you're thoroughly confused.
>Are socks really a big deal? What the fuck?
>Griffons don't have fucked up shit like this...
>”Yes, exactly!” Twilight bursts out a bit to loud.
“Alright well, no, I wear socks to keep my toes warm. But I can tell this conversation is uncomfortable for you so I'll avoid asking if you have socks,” your comment makes Twilight freeze in place but you continue talking, “So lets move on to whatever tests you have left.”
>Twilight composes herself rather quickly and nods.
>Several small, what look like tennis balls, float into a nearby box.
>Twilight picks one out and floats it up to your chest.
>”Can you hold this?”
>Grabbing the ball with your hand, she gives an annoyed look.
>”I meant with magic.”
“Oh right sorry.”

>Dropping the ball, you return your hand to your side.
>As the ball bounces back up you focus on it, catching it in mid-air.
>Moving it to the spot Twilight put it, you look at her.
“Alright, what now?”
>She begins digging through a box until she pulls out some metal looking device with some lights, dials, and a gauge of some kind on the front.
>She quickly blows on it, causing dust to fly off.
>”Hopefully this still works, I haven't used it in years.”
>She points what looks like a small radio dish of some kind at you and messes with the dials.
>The odd machine comes to life with a single red light at the very bottom.
>”Hmmm.”
>She floats another ball in front of you but more near your waist.
>”Hold this one as well, with magic please.”
>Doing as you're told, you grab the ball and hold it in place.
>The balls themselves are rather light, almost lighter than normal tennis balls.
“So what's the point of this test?”
>”To judge your magical abilities and figure out where your focus point is.”
“But didn't we already figure out I have a low magical stamina?”
>”Yes but this will tell us how much is too much for you, and I really want to know where your focus point is. If we find that, teaching you magic becomes much easier.”
>Another ball floats past your head.
>”Can you hold that one?”
>Looking over your shoulder, you focus and grab it.
>”I need you to tell me when you're getting tired or if your head begins to hurt.”
“Will do.”
>Twilight messes with some dials on the odd little device, causing several lights to turn on.
>”This can't be right...” she mumbles.
>Three more balls float towards you, two in front of you near your knees, one just slightly above your head.
>Without being told, you grab a hold of the balls.
>You instantly feel a strain on your mind.
“Twilight, too many...”

>She messes with some dials before looking at you.
>”Drop one.”
>Dropping one of the balls near your knee, one of the machines light's turns on.
>”What! This doesn't make any sense...”
“What?”
>”Drop another one.” She commands you.
>Doing as you're told, you drop the other one near your knee.
>”This...” Twilight mumbles something but you don't catch it.
>”Can you move a ball as far away as possible without dropping it.”
>Doing as you're told, you get it maybe two or three arms-length away.
>”Now the same, but opposite side.”
>Focusing on the ball near your head ,you push it behind you, about what looks like two arms length away.
>Looking at Twilight, she doesn't look pleased at her little gadget.
>She sets it down and walks towards you.
>After examining the balls a bit she looks up at you.
>Her horn glows before you have a sickly feeling.
>Your heart skips a bit, all focus on the balls is lost, attempting to focus on them hurts your head as you begin to cough.
>The balls fall and begin to bounce away.
>”I'm sorry Anonymous, I hope I didn't hurt you.”
>Feeling light headed you lean down slowly taking a seat, leaning against the corner of a table.
>The corner is painful but it's much better than risking a fall.
“W-what was that...” you ask her.
>”It was a nullification spell, you're not hurt are you?”
“Nullification spell?” You roll your shoulder, causing it to pop.
>Twilight winces but begins to explain.
>”I had a theory about how you are able to use magic, if I would have told you it I wouldn't have gotten the results I wanted.”
>Popping your knuckles, it feels like you were sitting on your hands.
“You lost me.”

>”Huh?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.”
>”Oh, right.”
>Twilight seems to mull over how to explain it.
“Just start with the spell, what was that?”
>”Oh, it was a nullification spell. It was weak with no long-term effects, it cancels out magic on the unicorn it's casted on.”
“Ooookay... so why did you cast it on me?”
>”To test a theory, I casted it on your leg. Your entire body reacted, but Nullification spells only work on a unicorns horn, which is why it's aimed at the head normally.”
“Does the spell not work if aimed at the rest of the body?”
>”It can, but that depends on how strong it is.”
>Your brain puts this information together.
“So... my entire body is a focus... like a unicorns horn?”
>Twilight looks nervous as she releases a sigh.
>”I guess, I can't really say yes. I could run more tests but those require blood samples and tools I don't have. So for now it might be best to go with the theory of your body acting like a unicorn's horn.”
>You think about this new information as you stand up.
>Well, it could be worse.
>Your dick could have acted like a unicorns horn.
>That would have been awkward, casting spells from your dick.
>Focusing on a nearby ball that fell to the ground, you pick it up with magic.
“Well, everything seems to be fine, just don't cast spells like that on me alright? Scared the shit out of me, thought I was having a heart attack.”
>Twilight gives you a small smile.
>”I won't, I can't think of any more tests right now, but I do still have questions.”
“I will answer more questions.”
>Twilight floats some papers over.
>A small blush creeps into her cheeks as she reads the paper.
>”Alright, odd question, but when is a humans mating season?” The end of her question sounds like she's scared that maybe she's saying something offensive.
“Mating season? What, like griffons? Humans don't have one.”

>Twilight is clearly surprised by this.
>”Humans don’t have a mating season? What about females?”
>Do you really want to mention women and their periods? Something you just barely know about anyway?
>Best to keep that information away, it doesn't help you in any way.
“No, guess you can say humans are just always ready to mate.”
>”Always? That's insane!” Twilight exclaims.
“Huh? How so? What about ponies? Do ponies have a mating season like griffons?”
>”Oh, yes, we call it estrus, in the old days it used to be a very big deal.”
“What do you mean?”
>”I have a book from a long time ago. It doesn't say when, but estrus used to be a dangerous time..”
>What...
>”Back then, mares couldn't control themselves. Stallions had to leave towns, they would hide out in the woods or in mountains, some would create caves and wall themselves in-”
>Holy fuck.
>Interrupting Twilight, this time you ask her a question.
“Just curious, but what's the male to female ratio for ponies?”
>”Oh, mares out-number stallions, two, maybe three to one.”
>Wow, griffons it's almost even.
“So it's not a big deal anymore then?”
>”Not anymore, I can lend you the book if you wish, it's got some old Equestrian history in it.”
>So griffons become very hostile and mares used to chase stallions out of town, interesting...

>Your stomach begins to growl, catching the attention of Twilight.
>Giggling nervously, you place a hand on it.
“Guess I should eat something, what time is it?”
>Twilight looks away, following her gaze you find a clock.
>”Almost noon, guess it is time for lunch.”
>Nodding your head in agreement, you begin to follow Twilight as she trots up the stairs and out of the basement.
>Reaching the main room, a heavenly scent fills your senses.
>”Spike? Are you cooking something?” Twilight calls out.
>The little dragon comes out of the kitchen wearing a pink apron.
>”Uh yeah, do you want something?”
>”If it's not too much trouble.” Twilight says a bit sheepishly.
>”Oh not at all!” Spike retreats back into the kitchen.
>Twilight flashes you a smile as she takes a seat at the table.
>”I hope you don't mind but I have a bit of work to do, making sure the returned books are put in the right place.”
“I can help if you wish.”
>”You don't have to.” Twilight floats a rather long list up from the table.
>Looking at the list, she pulls a box out from under the table as well.
“Well, alright then, point me to your magic section.”
>Twilight points a hoof behind you.
>Taking a look, you find a small sign that says “Magic.”
>Looking closer at the books, you scan over the titles.
>Nothing really pops out at you until you find a rather dusty looking book.
>Curious, you pull out the tome, it's covered in dust.
>Blowing the dust away you find a purple aura glowing in front of you.
>Looking at Twilight, she just kinda shakes her head as the purple cloud floats to an open window.
>”I haven't had much time to dust.”

“I can tell.”
>Looking back at the book, you read the title out loud.
“The history of magic.”
>Judging by the size, it's not very long.
>”That's a really old book, please be careful with it.” Twilight speaks up as a book flies past you into a slot on a near by shelf.
>Nodding, you carry it over to the table and flip it open.
>Looking at the first few pages, you are able to make out the table of contents / timeline of some sort.
>Liking the idea of a timeline for magic, you turn the first page.
>The time line is a bit confusing, using B.C and B.L as markings, then E.o.H.
>You can't really make anything of it, maybe you should ask Twilight.
>Or turn the page and begin reading.
>Turning the page, your eyes are assaulted by formulas that you can't comprehend.
>You think maybe it's a math problem of some kind...
>Skipping some pages, you find something you are able to read.
>”Several artifacts existed many centuries ago with tremendous power, but as the unicorn race advanced its studies in magic, these artifacts disappeared. No one is really sure what happened to them, maybe one day they will come back, or perhaps they will stay hidden forever.” Turning the next few pages, you find several pictures.
>A necklace of some kind with what looks like a unicorn and wings, with a gem of some kind in the middle.
>Six stones with various markings and notes pointing to each stone.
>What looks to be sticks are labeled wands.
>The amount of items you gaze over is astounding.
>Bags that can hold items ten times it's size, torch that never goes out, even in water.
>A never ending canteen of water or mystical stones you could send messages with.
>You flip through pages of what the book claims are artifacts until you reach the last one.
>A spell-book of some kind.
>You begin reading the note under it.



>”While these books are not really artifacts, I do believe that should be considered one. In old times, unicorns would place runes in these books to cast their spells in a much more efficient manner during the Magi Wars.”
>Being a bit shocked of hearing about a magic war, you turn the page to find a rune symbol, one you know very well.
>It's a simple light spell. Tracing your hand over it, you can feel it ready to activate, as if just touching prepared it to spring to life.
>”Anonymous.” Twilight calls to you.
>Pulling your head up, you find a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches in the middle of the table.
>Spike looks to be peppering his sandwich with some kind of shiny salt looking stuff.
>”Better get some before Spike devours it all.” Twilight says, pulling your attention towards the plate in the middle with a sandwich on it.
>Grabbing the plate, you pull it towards you. Mouth watering, you take a bite out of the sandwich.
>Your interest in the sandwich is pulled away by the book as you look at the light spell.
>Wondering if you can find more information on this war, you flip to the next page.
>Going to take a bite out of your sandwich, you stop as you look at the contents of the page you're on.
>It contains small runes with notes relating to each spell.
>”Fireball”, “Lightning bolt”, “Mend wounds”, “Paralysis”.
>As you slowly eat your sandwich while reading, you don't notice Twilight has already finished her chore and lunch, and is watching you.
>”Uh Twilight?” Spike whispers.
>”Shhh,” Twilight hushes Spike as she watches you finish your sandwich.
>A sharp pain rings through your fingers, taking your attention away from the book as you pull your hand out of your mouth.
“Oh fuck, did I really just do that!” you curse.



>”Are you alright Anonymous?” Twilight asks.
“Yeah, yeah just... owww” You shake your hand as if to just whip the pain off.
>It doesn't work.
>With your focus lost, you close the book and push it forward.
“Well that was an interesting read.” you comment.
>”I'm surprised you got that far in an hour.” Twilight picks the book up and floats it to its spot on the shelf.
“An hour?”
>Looking at the clock, it's almost been an hour since you pulled the book off the shelf.
>”You kinda just turned into a zombie, you didn't even respond when I said I finished putting the books away-” A knock at the door interrupts Twilight.
>”Library's open, why would any-p0ny knock?” she asks as she trots over to the door and opens it.
>Looking over at Spike, he's covering his mouth, trying to hold back his laughter.
>You just smile and shake your head in shame.
>”Oh, Princess Celestia!” Twilight says excitedly.
>”Good afternoon Twilight.” Celestia says as she walks in followed by two guards.