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// Log 4051: Screwed. AGAIN. 
// Story: Lab Horse 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap crap...

They saw me yesterday teleport in. What would they think?! Would they realize I'm not human? Would I get shipped to some crazy mad scientist's lab? How would Delmar react? I haven't told him about it yet, but I'm sure he'll find out so--

"Gadget?"

Hooo boy, I'm dead meat.

"Gadget, could you come over here please?"

Welp. It's either face Delmar or be an eternal prisoner in my room forever. 

I slowly walked down the stairs, watching for anything that could point to my doom.

"Gadget!" Delmar said, appearing at the bottom of the stairs, "Your Principal wants to see you!"

I froze.

"He wants to talk about some sort of 'incident' from yesterday that he heard about from your teacher." Delmar went up a few steps, and whispered, "I'd recommend that you disguise yourself now, Gadget."

I nervously nodded, and cast on my 'disguise'. And then I fell down the stairs. 'Cause y'know, one should never try and distort reality at the top of a flight of stairs, no matter how short the staircase is.

"OOF!" I grunted as I landed at the bottom. Though it looked painful, it really isn't. Just another quirk of being apparently as disaster proof as some colorful cartoon characters, I guess.

"Gadget?" The principal asked as he pulled me up, "Are you alright?"

I weakly nodded, trying the best I could to appear dazed, if not slightly concussed.

The principal turned to Delmar. "Should I call an ambulance?" he asked worriedly, looking between me and Delmar.

The professor shook his head. "Nah, she's fallen enough times now that she'll be fine in a few minutes."

I nodded, forgetting that I was pretending.

"Oh... alright." the principal replied, "Now then. About yesterday."

I really regret forgetting that I was supposedly dazed.

"Your teacher, Ms. Julie, as you know her, sent me an email yesterday about the strange occurance of you entering with a blinding flash. I'm concerned about this, Gadget. Do you have any history of violence?"

Delmar answered for me. "No she doesn't." he said, "In fact, she's been quite a good little lady for all these years, haven't you?"

I faked a smile, and nodded accordingly.

"Along with that," the principal continued, "multiple students have been reporting sightings of you appearing and vanishing from one second to the next without any trace."

Aaand he finally got to the point.

"Along with this 'teleportation' phenomenon, you've been associated with those bright flashes that occurred in multiple locations."

I looked to Delmar, who raised a brow.

"The key point is, who are you, Gadget?"

My eyes darted about the room, searching for something I could use.

"I'm... uh..." I saw a detective movie playing on TV in the background. "I'm Secret Agent..." quickly, my eyes continued their search, but failed fantastically, leaving my brain to fill in the blanks. "Doorknob!"

Delmar winced, facepalming at my epic fail as my principal groaned with impatience.

"Gadget, until you tell me what's really going on, I'm gonna have to suspend you. So either speak up, or don't come."

Um...

Once again, my mind raced ahead of my logic, pushing as many words as it could to my mouth.

"I'M A SO-CALLED 'MAGICAL UNICORN' FROM THE LAND OF EQUESTRIA IN A TV SHOW THAT AIRED ALMOST HALF A CENTURY AGO!" I blurted.





I'm pretty sure that I just dug myself into a deeper hole, considering as how I'm currently being taken to the hospital to screen for drug abuse.

So yeah. DEEP hole.