Approaching her house, Melody motioned for the horses to wait, and then cautiously went inside. According to a note on the refrigerator, her mom had gone to the gym, so she went back outside and called them in. They eagerly entered the house and started to explore.
Melody, however, was trying to find a place where she could hide the creatures. They all stood about three feet tall, with the exception of the reptile, who was slightly shorter than the rest. She considered the backyard, but then remembered that they didn’t seem to have tents on them. Then again, they were horses, with the exception of the dragon. Yes, dragon. It seemed to have those characteristics, what with being a winged reptile. Melody was yet to see it blow fire, though.
Melody’s mom was at the gym, her dad was at work, and both of her little sisters were at daycare. It was Sunday, and Melody had the whole house to herself. Melody knew she didn’t have much time; her might come home any time now. Finally she resorted to hiding them under the bed and the closet. It would be crowded, but it was the only places she could think of that her parents wouldn't look.
She tried to tell the creatures where they through hand motions. After getting several confused looks, Melody groaned and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil from the other room. She drew seven stick figures to represent the creatures and then drew a crude sketch of her room and the the bed and closet. After drawing arrows, she handed the paper to the purple one, expecting it to grab with its hoof.
Instead, however, its horn glowed and enveloped the paper with a magenta aura. The paper levitated over to its muzzle, its eyes narrowed, trying to make sense of it.
Melody’s eyes went wide. “But… how- what… how do you…” she stammered.
The purple one noticed her reaction, then looked up at its glowing horn. It pointed a hoof up at it, saying something questioningly. Melody nodded, hoping that was the right answer.
It smiled wide. Melody watched in amazement as it displayed different diagrams in the form of a light show. The lizard facepalmed and mumbled something.
***
“Oh, great.” Spike facepalmed as Twilight began to rapidly explain magic in the form of pictures and diagrams. To distract himself from the catastrophe that was Twilight’s enthusiasm to explain, he pulled out a paper and quill and started to write a letter.
Dear Starlight,
Do you know any translation spells? If not, could you try to find something in the library? I think it would really help with communication in this world. At least, communication with our human host. I think they’re human…
Also, if you can, send over some diagrams on magic. And earplugs.
Spike.