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// Magic and... I'm not calling it that 
// Story: Where to begin. 
// by biomecheon 
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	Next on the list of thing I had to learn as a 'prince' was magic. Actually using magic, for something stupid like picking up silverware or grabbing a book. And I thought Luna was lazy when she used those eyes convinced me to carry her around on pigging back, everywhere. Yes, even the bathroom. How can someone older than my human mother act like a three year old?

The one who tout me about unicorn magic was, to my surprise and horror, my sisters. How they qualify as teachers was beyond me. With how one spent more time talking to herself about magic theory, and the other fell asleep cuddling me. Guess which was which. After about three hours, felt like a full day, of non stop lecture, I started learning how to use my own magic. Let me tell you, I've never really notice my horn unless something touches it, but once I used my magic for the first time, I blink and find myself in the same hospital room as when I met pony mom.

apparently my magic was a lot more raw than my sisters. That doesn't mean I'm stronger, weaker, have more or less. It just means it's more unpredictable/unstable than it should be. Because of this I had to lock the room to keep those damn scientist out. They said they were doctors, but after that last one tried to get a little to friendly, all bets were off. Luna even decided to sleep in the room with me. I swear she is walking diabetes with the way she acts to me.

I tried asking her why she was so affectionate to me, but she did was squeeze me harder. It may have been this pony body, but I could feel her misery. I had no idea as to what was wrong, so I just squeezed her back. She never said anything for the rest of the night, but neither of us got any sleep either.

Eventually the sun came up, though I think it was drunk.





"Is it just me or did the sun forget how to rise in a straight line?" That got a tiny giggle form Luna.

Then the door burst open and went flying through the other wall. I slowly turn my head towards the door FRAME, trying to figure out what monstrous creature could cause such destruction. What I saw made my spine try to make a run for it, and every fibber of my being told me to follow.

Celestia was standing there, with a grin that you would see on a mental patent. That wasn't even the worst part. 

"Celestia, look down, then up." I said with a deadpan look. Once she did, the smile vanished. Three things happened after that: 1. I was blasted with magic, 2. My older sister screamed, and 3. Luna asked why her fur was pink and her mane looked like the bride of Frankenstein. 

"What the heck is going on in here?" Puddinghead asked.

"Tia came in and blaster Silvy through the wall like she did to the door." Luna responded as I was waiting for the pain to subside. You are going to pay for that, sis. Was what I would have said if I could feel my anything.





After having a doctor look over me again, I decided to ask Celestia what she was so happy about before. I would have asked why she looked like that, but you know. Apparently, she got something called a cutie mark. She showed me her back and I saw a picture of the sun on each shoulder blade. When I asked what was so special about it, both of my sisters looked at me like I suddenly turned human, if only. I then have to listen to another one of Celestia's rant. 

I honestly think that this cutie mark thing is a bad thing. Having something that says what you have to do in life, regardless of if you want to or not. Or having only one talent, no matter how veg the mark is on it. The ponies seem to not share my view on these things. I don't really care about it, but would it kill them to call it something less girly? I really need to think of something else to call it. Maybe destiny crest?

Luna got hers latter that night when I saw her light up her horn and move the moon. She did a better job than Tia did that's for sure. The moon went up straight and slowly. She ended up getting a couple of crescent moons on her back. 

I got mine soon after that when I noticed that there were no stars. I already knew Luna felt lonely since mom disappeared, so I took the chance to do something sappy. I remember an old legend about how the constellations came to be, so I decided to make the stars, literally. I just took some rocks I had a guard get from out side, added some magic and threw them up there. I'm still surprised that my magic didn't just blow us up again, or do whatever happened to Tia. Maybe I'm a faster learner than I thought. They stayed in place and shined like the real thing, I could even move them around. I ended up getting a mark that look like this

If the look Luna gave me was anything to go by, then I would say that she approved. I figured I would show Luna how to move my new stars around, and how to put new ones up when she wanted to. She took to it like Winnie the pooh takes to honey. That was the first example to pop into my head, and I'm glad since it was a HUMAN thing. I don't care how old I get or what happens to me, I'm human and that's what I choose to be.