//------------------------------// // The Lunar Sisters: Lavina // Story: Tales from Tinies. // by MrAquino //------------------------------// “One, two, three. Tia Freyre!” I shouted as I started jumping with a broom between my legs, only to land back down on the grassy field. “Dumb gravity!” I stomped on the floor angrily before I opened my small book of spells again. I flipped to a sketch of a broom and a human figure on it, looking as if they were flying on the broom. “I’m doing everything by the book. Stand over the broom, imagine yourself taking to the sky, invoke the spell and kick off the ground. Yes, I did everything, but why isn’t it working!?” I huffed as I sat down on the floor, broom beside me as I began pondering on why nothing was working. “I trained my mind to open the secret sense of magic… did I not train hard enough? Or do I have to possibly control my physical strength to improve my mental as well?” I asked myself, wondering what went wrong, and how to fix it. “Or maybe I’m not believing hard enough. As some witches say, believing is your magic.” I stayed silent for a moment, closing my eyes before I nodded my head in agreement. “Alright, I’ll truly believe this time, and I’ll make sure to also get into character as an added bonus.” I got up, running to my house before I grabbed some stuff, changed into my ‘uniform’, and came back out. My uniform consisted of of a long navy blue tunic, a pointed hat, a body belt, stockings and long boots. Their were certain parts on my boots as well as on the body belt and hat band that had matching purple colors, the color being one of my favorites while also being a common color attached to witches, next to the common black color. What was also attached to my uniform was a metal wand that my dad crafted for me ever since I got into witches, potions and magic. The want is a retractable metal rods with a handle, a body that contracts when not used to make it more transportable and a tip shaped like a half circle with the ends closed. Inside the handle is the battery that stores the magic energy to be used in spells, as my father told me. I don’t really use it much since apparently where we live doesn’t have any magic for my want to gather, but I don’t mind. Without magic inside it, I could practice waving it in the various motions without accidentally casting it or doing another spell by mistake. As for potions on the other hand, I wasn’t allowed to make any brews ever since I blew up the house… for the fifth time. Anyways! I didn’t know how many times I’ve tried flying on the broom, but I had a good feeling. I closed my eyes as I placed the broom under me, hands holding onto the stick of the broom. Taking a deep breath, I started running ahead, a small grassy cavern ahead to give me enough space to see if it’ll work. I could feel myself warming up with anticipation, glowing with energy and ambition to make it work this time. Making a leap of faith while shutting my eyes again, I chanted the commands. “Tia Freyre!” … I… didn’t fall. I could feel my hands still on the broom, the small breeze of wind on my face. But I didn’t feel any solid ground on my feet. Too nervous to immediately do it, I slowly opened one eye, then the other. My mouth opened in literal shock as I saw a cloudy sky ahead of me; the bright blue sky, the fluffy white clouds… and not a sign of land ahead of me. Making the foolish move of looking down, I could see why. I was really high off the ground. “I didn’t jump that high, did I?” I asked out loud, never really feeling the force of being lifted higher, so it wasn’t like the broom lifted me higher off the ground. “And when did my home become a forest?” I didn’t really have much time to think when I heard a small growl. Looking around the forest below me, I noticed a pair of yellow eyes in the shadows, before a blur of red and yellow came right at me! I yelped as I gripped tightening to my broom, it now pointing vertically as I just missed the large creature who came at me. Opening my eyes again, I saw that what tried to eat me was a giant lion with bat wings! “What the heck are you!?” She asked out loud, as if the creature would respond back, but it seemed that the animal was ready for more, almost biting her broom end off. “AHH!” She was quick to start flying off, pulling the broom forward to go faster, hearing the flying lion right behind her. She tried losing it, but it just kept on finding her. Soon enough, she lost the lion after she made it crash into a tree. Finally stopping to take a breather. “That… took forever. For a first time flying, I think I’ve had my fill after all those failed attempts.” She talked to herself. She decided to check the wand her father made her, looking at the battery life, and seeing that it was fully charged. “Magic… is here. There’s magic here?” Her eyes widened as she smiled eagerly. Already wanting to try something to see if it would work. Bringing her spell book out, she waved her wand, then chanted the incantation. “Slonhon Deance.” And when she pointed the wand at another branch, a bright pink flower bloomed where it was targeted, seeing that it was in an area where no natural flower would bloom, it was obvious that she made that happened. “It works! It works! I can finally do magic!” She shouted excitedly, knowing that the possibilities were endless. But her train of thought was cut off when she heard a loud scream. “Huh?” She sat on her broom as she flew in the direction, wondering who was screaming, and if it’s a possible situation in which she could help out. When she found the source, she saw what looked like a trio of horses of vibrant colors, one having wings, another having a horn on their head, and the last one had neither. As she looked further, she saw that they were surrounding a group of people. She could've sworn one of the ponies licked their lips. “P-please, just let us go and we w-won't tell anyone what we saw.” One of the people pleaded, hugging a young child. “Too little too late.” One of them smirked, leaning down with an open maw as it looked they were actually going to eat them. “Belga Veeda!” I quickly shouted as a beam of pure magic formed from my wand and hit the pony’s face, making them reel back. “Agh! My muzzle!” The shouted in pain, making the other two look up and spot me. “It's that flying tiny! Get her!” The earth pony shouted, making the pegasus take off and fly right at me. I only yelped in surprise as I took off, the pony hot on my heels. ‘I thought I was done with this!’ I thought, feeling the pony creep closer. Taking my wand out again, I focus on hardesting the spell on my leg, it having a orange orb glow around it as I chanted the words and turned to face the pony. “Vega Varulus!” I shouted as I jumped off the broom and kicked the pony right under its chin, it being much stronger than a regular kick as magic made it more powerful. I landed back on my broom as the kick made the pony lose his balance while flying, veering off to the ground and hitting the pony that was first hit with the first spell I casted. The unicorn that saw it all let out a low growl, horn glowing a green color before whatever spell it casted was coming for me. Not having to chant a command, a shield of magic surrounds me in the orange glow, making the magic beam break apart once it made contact. It seemed that was enough for the ponies to realize that this was a battle they weren’t ready for, quick to flee and leave the humans alone. Once I couldn’t see a strand of colorful fur, I lowered myself to be at the same level as the other humans. Getting off my broom, some of them backed away, possibly scared of the magic I was able to wield. “Hey, it’s okay. I won’t hurt any of you. I just want to see if any of you are okay.” I explained myself, to which those who backed away relaxed a little. “Wh-who are you?” One of them asked what everyone else was possibly thinking. “Oh, my name is Lavina.” I introduced myself. “I just arrived here actually, but I can see that this forest isn’t safe.” “Y-yeah, we were snatched, but was able to escape until one of those ponies noticed us. We tried to lose them, but as you can see… that didn’t work.” Another one explained, walking closer to me. “Hmm, well if that’s the case, you might need some protection, am I right?” I smirked, to which some of them glanced away, but most of them nodded in agreement to the offer. “Alright then,” I hopped back on the broom, sitting on it sideways as my legs dangled from one side. “Show me where to go, and I’ll fly ahead to see if the coast is clear.” I instructed, to which the others pointed in the direction leading to safety. ~-~-~-~ It took some time for all of us to leave the forest. But while we were moving, I’ve been given the information about this world. Apparently this world is full of multicolored ponies just like the ones I’ve encountered, but most of them aren’t like that and treat humans fairly. But the strangest part is apparently magic has brought us here, shrunk us down, and given a protective spell that also makes humans taste a certain flavor depending on the person. To be honest, this seem more like part of a plot of a fetish fueled fanfic, but I could imagine some ways it could be worse(or better for the fetish lovers). Anyways, we arrived at a small town that seemed like it was built for humans. But there was a line barrier around it. Judging by what they told me, this was the section that was titled the ‘safe zone’ for the humans. To me, it seems rather wrong, how humans have to have a safe barrier, assuming that some ponies can’t control themselves and be decent sentient beings. But I also know I’m just being thick-headed, and feel there are some four leaf clovers in this patch that can control themselves, or even thinks the same way as I do. “Thank you again for making sure we all got home safe.” One of the ladies thanked me, shaking one of my hands with both of hers, my other hand holding my broom. “I-it’s no problem really. To be honest, I’d probably be fleeing for my life if I didn’t have magic on my side.” I couldn’t help but be honest about my own feelings. “Yeah, that is pretty interesting. Hey! Maybe you can use that magic to help some of us go from place to place. We’ll pay you dearly, I promise.” The woman offered, to which all the others agreed at the offer, not being cheap about possibly paying for some protection. “I-I don’t know if I can, I can’t guarantee that you’ll always be safe.” I said, a little nervous on the idea of being some kind of security guard. But then I felt a small tug on my skirt, seeing a little girl look up at me with what I could only reference as the puppy dog eyes. “Pwese keep us safe miss magic wady.” She said, having the tendency to replace her ‘L’s with ‘W’s, only making her more cute and hard to reject her plea. I let out a small sigh, seeing that I was up against a wall at this. “Fine. But please don’t spend too much on me. Five bucks for each trip, making it ten to go to and from.” I said, making some people smile, while others nodded in agreement to my payment offer. But I was caught off guard when a teen boy hugged me, then a grown woman, and next thing I know, I was surrounded in a group hug. No words needed to be spoken for me to understand that they were really grateful for me taking their offer, and being both a taxi driver and a security guard for them.