HI EVERYONE!! It's Fury and welcome to my portion of the story! (I hacked into Magic's account, LOLZ.) as you may well know, we found my son, Thunder, and we were sitting around a pile of sticks, waiting for Magic's instructions, Celestia forbid we do anything to damage morale.
"Bowser, could you light dat bitch on FIEEE-YAARRRR?" Magic said after she set up the triangle base.
"Sure thing, Magic." and Bowser took a deep breath. WAIT, THAT MEANS HE BREATHS FIRE!?!?!? THIS DUDE IS LEGIT BOI! anyway, then the Tiny Bowser started jumping around to get his dad's attention.
"Wait, Dad! Hold on a minute!" Then he jumped in front of Bowser. At that point, Bowser's mouth was overflowing with fire. He looked at Tiny Bowser and said, in a muffled voice,
"What now, Junior? Can't you see I'm in the midst of lighting the fire?"
"Well Dad, I was wondering, could I try to light the fire? I need the practice so I can burn Mario's butt off!" Then Bowser's fire went out, and he smiled.
"Of course, Junior. just remember what I told you. Just breath in," he took another deep breath, "And let it all out." He exhaled and a massive fireball was shot up into the sky before it burned out. Shit, bro. Then it was Tiny Bowser's turn. He took a deep breath, just like Bowser, then let it out. Nothing happened
"Aw, dang it! Can I try again?" He said while stamping his teeny hoof on the ground. Honestly, it was really adorable. I couldn't help but comment on that.
"Well that was anticlimactic. Also, why would you not be able to try again? You tired?" Then Bowser just gave me the death stare.
"Wow, Papa! did you learn that from Mama Luigi?" Wait, MAMA Luigi, question mark? "Anyway, I'm trying again!" then he took another deep breath, like last time, then, when he let it out, the smallest little fireball popped out of his mouth and lit the sticks on fire. He seemed really excited about that. "DID YOU SEE THAT!? I BREATHED FIRE!" What I wanted to really do was stare at him and go "YOU DON'T SAY."
"Nice job, Junior! I'm so proud!" Bowser smiled as he nuzzled Tiny Bowser. For some reason that reminded me of the first time Thunder sucked out a bunny's soul. Then I had a flashback to about 2 months ago...
"Okay Thunder, if you can suck a bunny's soul, we can make some stew for Mama so she can get better." Jen had a light fever, nothing she couldn't get over, but Thunder insisted we make some stew. "Just do what I do. Sneak up on a bunny," I whispered as a spotted a bunny, "Then inhale deeply, quickly, and its soul should fly into your mouth." Then the bunny thumped on the ground, and I tasted something slightly gamy as I closed my mou- well, I don't really have a face, so I couldn't have closed my mouth, but y'all know what I mean, right? "Okay, your turn Thunder! You can do it!" I said to him as I turned around.
"Oki Dad! I got this! Now, where is a bunny?" The cute little dude exclaimed while jumping around, the fluff on the end of his tail puffing up more as he got more excited. "There's one! Right there! I see it!" He practically screamed of excitement an I thought the bunny would've hopped away. But it didn't. Thunder snuck up on it, and breathed in so hard I thought his itty bitty lungs would pop! But I saw a black shadow fly into his mouth, and the bunny died. It was a fat bunny, perfect for some stew. Although, I saw a yellow pegasus mare with a pink mane stare at me in horror. I get that look a lot, since ponies think I look similar to King Sombra. And honestly, I do, and it bothers me.
"Fury. Fury. FURY WAKE UP YOU STUPIDHEAD, YOUR HOT POCKET IS BURNING!" I heard Magic shriek in my ear from the real world. I smelled some burning Hot Pocket, and saw it nearly fall into the fire, but I used magic to save it. Not, Magic the person, magic the noun. wait, no, magic the OBJECT not noun. technically, Magic is a noun, since she is a person, and a noun is person, place or thing, and... um... yeah. We're done with that. Suddenly I heard a small purring noise as Thunder woke up.
"Thunder! Ohmigawd, I'm so happy you woke up!" I yelped with joy as I yeeted myself towards him.
"NO, GET AWAY FROM ME YOU NASTY CHANGELING!! DON'T HURT ME!! DADDY!! WHERE ARE YOU!?" Thunder shrieked as he swatted me away and curled up more. He mistook me for a changeling... I used to be a changeling until I killed one and died for Jen. I never wanted to be called one of those monsters for as long as I live.
"No, wait, Thunder, It's me... Daddy. Look at my eyes. Please..." I begged. "I'm not a changeling... Please believe me! I have Magic with me, they can't change into her, you know that. Magic, please help me. Help him believe it's me." I swear I was gonna start crying.
"Fury, I can't make him believe it's you. You have to do something only you would do for him. Maybe sing him a lullaby..." I knew what I had to do. Sing. My voice is really weird, so no one else can replicate it.
"Okay then. Thunder," I turned to Thunder and took a deep breath, "They call me brave, they call me bold, but really I just do what my heart is told. The legends and the myths, they all say, that evil needs to go away, so that you may go out and play, and that you may sleep soundly." This is a lullaby that Jen's parents would sing to her when she was scared, and she sang it to me when I turned into a Changebat lich. "Hush now child don't cry now. all the meanies have run away, so you can have a nice day."
"Daddy? It really is you! My eyes weren't working that moment." I couldn't help but smile at that. Then Thunder started glowing with a bone-crunching sound. I looked over at Magic, and my guess is that she was healing Thunder of his wounds.