//------------------------------// // Welcome To Canterlot // Story: A Great and Powerful Love Story // by DragonMaster24921 //------------------------------// The hot midday summer sun cast its intense rays down on the city of Canterlot, as a family of two were hard at work unpacking the moving truck; one was a boy of about seventeen, and the other was a woman in her early thirties. The boy was handling most of the heavy lifting, while the woman managed the lighter. Their names were Shuffle Suites and Tesla Bolt. “Shuffle, can you please help me with the dishes before you take in any more boxes?” the woman asked, obviously struggling with a particular box. The boy quickly put down the box he was carrying and went to help the woman, saying “Of course mom, I’m coming!” While working the items they owned into the small three bedroom house, across the street was a house that was oddly designed. On the top of the house was a long rod with a blue and silver star on it, reminiscent of a wand. Next to it was a trailer; from the front, it didn't look like much, but the side looked like it had some kind of contraption on it. “It looks like it could fold out,” Shuffle said aloud, noticing the trailer as he helped his mom. Whilst staring at the odd trailer there was a loud explosion. Smoke and fireworks began to fly out of the trailer. A girl about his age rushed out of the same trailer. Shuffle watched her as she promptly kicked the trailer, shouting obscenities that someone his age really shouldn't be saying. As for her appearance, she was a light cyan skin tone with silver hair and a purple star pin in it; she was also wearing a skin-tight hoodie with a thigh length skirt and knee high boots that had golden stars on the tops of each boot. After a few seconds, the girl turns and spots the boy staring at her. She took in the sight of the pale peach skinned boy with arctic blue hair, with some kind of streaks in it that she couldn't see but she did notice it was a greenish color, wearing a red jacket with the sleeves roughly cut off, showing his slightly toned arms. The hood was drawn over his left eye which, only for a moment, perplexed her. He waved at her before turning away and going back behind the truck “So someone bought that old house next door, eh?” Shuffle’s mom gave a chuckle, walking into the house and away from the hateful trailer, “It seems things are definitely more interesting now.” After a few hours of unpacking, the two finally finished making what was once a barren house into a home. The moving trucks were given back to the local branch, and the two finally set down for dinner. “Well, this Canterlot, the town you grew up in, mom. How is it different from when you were my age?” he spoke first after digging into the take-out food his mother had ordered during the last little bit of unpacking. “From looking around, beyond the obvious stores, I’ll have to see, Shuffle, but let’s enjoy tonight, and tomorrow we leave to set you up for school at Canterlot High in the fall,” she replied to her son, taking a bite of her food, their first meal in their new home. After a few minutes of eating, they grew relatively quiet. It was an uneventful dinner, so the teen decided to retreat to his new room to set it up. This would be a simple task, especially since he knew exactly how he wanted to set up his new room. Getting out his laptop, connecting his twin Bluetooth speakers, and setting up his favorite playlist, he got to work first on his television and consoles. After a few minutes of sorting Searching through a medium sized box he found, along with his a few replica items he got for Christmas, Shuffle found a sealed box with a picture on it, along with a necklace that had a sword interlaced with a circle, reminiscent of a crescent moon. He gasped, picking up the box and necklace and looking at the picture on the box; it depicted a younger Shuffle and another boy along with his mother and another man. Gently putting the box on the stand next to him, he put on the necklace, making sure its pristine silver wasn’t tarnished. “Vereor Nox, dad,” he whispered, touching the man's face, wiping away a tear and moving on to finish unpacking his items. Thirty minutes later The last item in the box he was looking through was his own custom-made lightsaber. Taking the blade and one of his wrenches that sat on his desk, he screwed on the blade, making the flashlight into a lightsaber. It was arctic blue at the moment, but turning a part of the hilt allowed the blade to change colors; Shuffle turned the knob until it was set to a green-teal color. Instinct had taken over as he subconsciously started spinning the blade with slow, precise motions, building up speed until the teal blade was leaving a trail of teal light around the teen. Shuffle finished his motions with a spinning diagonal slash; unbeknownst to him, his mother was watching him from the door and gave him a small applause for his somewhat impromptu light show. “You’re getting really good at practicing with that saber Shuffle, but if you want to do that, you might want to do it outside next time; I don't want you breaking your stuff, or worse, the walls!” She let out playfully, to which Shuffle quickly put up the saber on its stand in the corner beside his closet. “Sorry, mom just got caught up in the moment. I'll practice outside from now one.” He promised, returning back to the box he was working on as his mother left him to do her own stuff. As he put down his saber he picked up a big binder with three-inch rings, which he set down on the dead center of the desk and opened it; inside was a picture of him and his father playing cards, and behind it was his small arsenal of decks. Ever since he was young he had played the popular-ish card game Yu-GI-Oh with his dad, even going as far as to keep up with the modern cards that Konami had released. Taking a seat in the chair, he had decided to look through the past deck he and his father had made and played with. The first card that caught his eye was the card “Junk Destroyer”, which was his first big beater card way back when an obvious choice that wasn't easily beaten and will not be gotten rid of; another one was Black-Winged Dragon. This was the card he had used to beat his father the first time, and after that, he felt that he found something that he could put his life towards. His dream at one time was to open up a game shop like Yugi's’ grandpa from the anime, and have future generations see that these kinds of games aren't lame. But with how everything is, people are slowly leaving it because of modern crap too. He sighed, pulling each deck from the binder and putting them in separate boxes so he could hopefully find a local game shop to play at. “Soon, I'll be able to fulfill my dream and make you great again,” he lamented, looking at a box with a particular symbol on it. Turning off the music that was playing in the background, he noticed it was already late at night. Shuffle broke down the last of the boxes and took them to the cardboard recycling bin. He took a moment to survey his new room. While his set up for his consoles and games were immaculate, the string of lights he had put up wasn't cooperating, not wanting to stay in the formation he desired, but everything else was pretty good, all in all, it was something Shuffle he could be proud of, so with the thought happily stuck in his head, he decided to retire for the night. Tomorrow will be the first day of many here in Canterlot, and with summer almost at its end, school will start, and with that, the start of a whole new adventure with this “Canterlot High” that his mother had praised on the way over; compared to his previous school, this one should be “magical”, so she said, and hopefully she was right. Staring at the picture of his family, Shuffle drifted off to a pleasant slumber. Meanwhile A lone silver-haired girl 17 in age was hard at work in her room, a board with various names and pictures of finished magic tricks on it. The girl tipped her purple hat back and reclined in her desk chair, staring at the board. “Which ones?” She asked herself, rocking back and forth, staring at each trick. While deep in thought the girl didn't notice her rocking was getting a little too hard; her chair rolled backward and she fell backward into her bed, bouncing off it as a small box of white balls few off and erupted in clouds of white dust, which promptly set of the smoke alarms. “Trixtella Lulamoon, what did you do this time?” A woman called from down the hall. “Nothing Mother, Trixie just fell...” She knew it was bad to lie to her mom, but it was an accident. The woman gave out an annoyed groan as she turned off and reset the alarms, mumbling something about “annoying magic”, and “waste of time”, passing Trixie and heading to bed, but she turned and gave her a warning. “Set off the alarms again and your little magic show is out of this house Trixtella!” She yelled, to which Trixie quickly nodded and retreated to her bed. Wiping a tear away that had poured from her eye, she swore to herself, “I'll show you Mother, I'll show you that this ‘annoying magic’, is more than just that. I'll show you and all of Canterlot just how Great and Powerful Trixie is!” The last thing she saw before she fell asleep was her iconic cape and hat on their hangers. With a renewed vigor, she decided that tomorrow she was heading to the new magic shop that just opened for inspiration for her best and biggest trick yet!