Life Anew: Part 8: The First Creative Stroke.
Today was a bright day. I could feel it. It felt special in a way. I don't know why it felt like this. It just did. I was eating with my mother, trying to feed me by doing the train thing that some do. As the child that I am, I thought it was funny.
"Here comes the Cho Cho Train open op for passage," she said while making train noises. She is moving the spoon with food closer to me. So I opened up and got a spoon filled with apple paste or something that tasted like apple.
This happens at breakfast other than when she leaves me alone to eat myself, making a mess. A towel float near my face and cleans both my face and cheeks. I then get floated out of the chair and down on the floor on a play carpet.
There is a mare who I think would be counted as my nanny as I see her a lot together with the guard. She sits next to me, brings a book with animal pictures, and starts to say things I can only understand very little.
It is so frustrating to understand broken sentences. It's like watching a movie in English, and you know English. Then you watch the same thing with an accent. Yeah, hard to understand. Also, add the fact that it's not my native language makes it even harder.
So I believe she is trying to teach me the different animals. I see a Bunny, foxes and fishies, and a weird bunny with horns. Birds... is that a cat. OMG, they have cats... not that surprising now that I think about cats kind of did domesticate themself, at least to humans kind of believe it's the same thing.
"Mew Mew," I say as I point at the cat picture.
My nanny giggles and looks down at me. "Yes, that's a cat, a Mew Mew,"
"Cat," I say to her as I tap the cat picture in the book "Mew Mew" Another fun fact I think my spirit animal would have been a cat mostly because I acted that way, even more so when I was on one of my meds.
"Here, look, this is a picture of a dog, or a Woof Woof", I giggle at her, trying hard to mimic a sound of a dog.
I have seen that some sounds do carry over. It's more the complexity of the vocals you need to make into a coherent word and understand what you mean. I could repeat what everyone says, not with ease, but I try to say words I'm sure I understand.
"Woof, Woof", I repeat. "Woof Woof", I giggle. I sometimes get these urges to act like a child, not that I'm complaining.
*Knock Knock* is heard from the door as we both look in the direction. As we do, the door slowly opens with a horse head looking through it. He sees us both looking at him and smiles as our eyes meet.
"Hello miss and Princess, are there any problems? Like magical problems?"
"Why hello, Dr Magia. And no, there have been no problems whatsoever other than her being intelligent and all, but what can you expect from Princess Celestia's Foal."
"Oh, em, yes, ah that's good, that's good ehh."
*Giggles* "Anything else I can help you with, Doctor?*
"Yes? ehm. NNo, no maybe I have a thing here I need to check and can you help me wi-"
I don't understand what is happening, but somehow it's making me cringe. So I try to look at what is around in this room. I see some paper and crayons. I then get this tinkling on both of my sides thighs? Flank? I then see my plushie Max and run up to him and hug him. I then take him with me over to the items.
I then get my hands... hoofs. It's not going to be easy to get used to saying that. So I get my hoofs on said drawing supplies. I place Max down in front of me. The stack of papers beside him and one sheet in front of him and me. He is facing me.
The sensation has not stopped, but I don't see anything as I look. So I take a black crayon and start to outline a sketch of my mother, and since she is as white as new falling snow, it's best to use an outline for her.
As I finish Mother, I start drawing my sister, me, the nanny, the guard, Max and a cat just because I really like cats. I like animals, in general. I still hear Nanny and Doc talking in the background, but I ignore them as I burn through these crayons.
I don't know why but I just get this feeling in my body like I feel closer to it. It's hard to understand. I mean, what am I, a pink baby unicorn. Like I understand anything.
As I stop drawing, I realise they have stopped making noises. So I turn around to look at them, only to be surprised by them being a meter behind me. It only scared me a little... ok, it scared me a lot, so I started to cry.
I then get lifted by my nanny and get a hug and nuzzle with cooing words trying to calm me down.
"I'm so sorry. It's ok, it's ok."
I try to stop as I nuzzle into her fur, only getting sniffles out. I hate crying. It takes so much energy out of me.
At least my weird feeling is gone. But I do wonder what that was about it. It felt like an impulse or desire, a wanting to do this kind of feeling. Well, it is gone. I just hope my mother likes my drawing.
POV: Dr. Lekarz Magia
As I see Miss Care take care of the little Princess, I look at the drawing we saw her make. Looking at her drawing, this was astonishing. I felt magic was here. I scan the room and the Princess for anything. Only to be met with nothing.
I know she is a mystery in her own right, even though her intellect is above genius. These are only studies and speculation for later. I look at the clock and see the time. It's about 18:00.
"Ah, Miss Care, it's about to be dinner time, and the Princess seems to be tired, and it's not good to go to bed with an empty stomach."
"oh goodness, It's this late already." She panics and runs out of the room with the Princess.
"Well, I guess I just eat alone then." I look back at the drawing, light up my horn and put an Everlasting spell on it. We can't have unforeseen circumstances ruin the Princess's first drawing.