Chapter 1 (Books are evil)
As the small amount of pain that shoots through your body from hitting the hardwood floor is now being doubled by the girlish laughing of Twilight behind you. You lie on the ground thinking to yourself, why lately can I not start the day off with a nice morning? You turn your head to see what you have tripped over, you notice a large array of books scattered across the bed side…note to self, books hate you.
Your train of thought is side tracked as you watch Twilight leave the bed and trot over to you, she has her head up high so you know she is about to say something about your fail. “You would think after a week of being a pony, that getting out of bed would be easy for you.” Twilight bends her head down and gives you a sly little smile.
You stare at her happy expression, you’re not about to let her have all the fun. You blow at her face; Twilight lets out a high pitched sequel as she snaps her head back from yours.
“Ugh your breath smells.”
You smile back to her as you point out what has made you fall, “You know it might be a little easier to stand in the morning if I didn’t trip over books every time I got up.”
Twilight looks towards the ground as you stand up. She blushes as she notices the pile of books that are scattered across the room. “Sorry, the Princess told me at the end of the test to start studying different forms of magic so that I can be ready for my next lesson.”
Twilight starts collecting the books around you as she continues to talk, “You know if you want to help you can tell me what kind of spell you used to get sucked into a book.”
You now kind of regret telling Twilight about what happened while she was gone; since you told her about it all she has wanted to do is try and replicate the spell. And there is no way you are going to try to go back into a book after only a few days. “Twilight, Spike said the book was cursed and that’s why it did what it did.”
Twilight laughs at the comment, “There are no such things as curses, trust me I would know.”
You’re a little confused about how magic can exists but curses are something that would be laughed at.
Twilight floats a book to your face “Can you at least try?”
You stare at the book for a moment and silently think, burst into flames burst into flames. When it doesn’t you look back to Twilight, “I don’t know a spell.”
Twilight bats her big purple eyes at you and gives you as sweet smile “Please…for me?”
You look at her expression and think, that’s not fair. You know you’re not going to win this so you decide to try changing the conversation. “What are you jealous that I did something while you were gone?”
You give a smug grin as you wait for her comment.
Instead of the expected, no, she just kind of jerks her head up and floats the book to the top of her book tower with a more annoyed tone than you expected. “If you don’t want to help that’s fine, and no I’m not jealous.”
You think to yourself as she walks out of the room, bad move.
As she leaves the room she calls back to you, “Come get breakfast whenever you feel like it.” Her tone is still sounds different from her normal sweet morning voice, so you plan to just wait around a bit before going down.
(Later)
After about an hour of sitting around upstairs you finally agree with yourself that it’s been a long enough wait. As you walk down the stairs you're meet with Spikes voice as he sweeps something up from the bottom of the staircase.
“It’s about time you come down; I had your plate on the table for like an hour or something.”
Spike looks back to the kitchen then back to you, “You said something again huh?”
You don’t feel like playing a dumb twenty questions, “Spike… I can still make your scales pink if I want.”
Spike gives a nervous laugh as he backs away from the stairs, “ha ha, no you're right none of my business.”
As you walk towards the kitchen you keep thinking to yourself, there is no way she could still be mad right? All I said was are you jealous. As you near the door to the kitchen you peek around the corner; you see your plate of food on the table and on the far side of the table is Twilight sitting reading a book.
You both catch each other’s eye and you stare for an awkward moment. You are the first one to make a move as you walk towards the table to eat, “Morning Twilight.”
Twilight responds with a nod.
You take your seat across from her. You look over the meal you have a muffin some apples and a few eggs. The food is not bad but some mornings you wish you could just have some kind of bacon or something meaty.
For the next few minutes you eat in silence. As you get down to the last apple you decide to try something different, you float a knife over to you and you begin slicing the apple into small bits. You then try to pick your fork up with your hooves.
Rainbow said that the reason ponies can hold things is because of some kind of magic so why not putting what she said to the test. You fiddle with your hooves for a moment, when you think you have a grip on the small utensil you poke at the apple bits on your plate. As the first bit is poked it slides off the plate and onto the floor.
You hear Twilight give a little giggle at this point, you look up and she quickly buries her head back into her book that she is holding. You look over how she is holding the book, how does that not hurt? You look back to your plate and again thrust your fork back to the apple bits. Just like before it shoots off the plate and lands on the floor.
“What are you doing?”
Twilight’s voice has a sense of humor in it, which is nice to hear.
You reply, “Eating.”
You slam your fork back down towards one of the apple bits, but this time the fork holds onto it. You look down and then look back towards Twilight with the biggest smile on your face, “See.”
Twilight puts the book down as she talks, “Ok, eat it.”
Challenge accepted. You float the fork to your mouth and bit the apple bit off.
Twilight laughs a little, “You cheated.”
“Magic.”
She rolls her eyes at your comment.
End of chapter 1