The teacher took her clipboard out while looking over the names. "Gemdream?" She called out switching her head side to side waiting for a response. "Here!" A young voice replied. Gemdream's coat was a light yellow, dark brown eyes with a smile that anypony could love, though he just stood his ground not saying a word. "Light trap?" She again swished her head for a answer. "Here!" Drake looked at the small blue-green stallion.
His Cutie Mark of a gear with glasses. Drake was curious to know what his special talent was but it didn't really matter. "Shera?" The griffon stood up that was his new friend. She was a light brown color with Tan-Peach feather markings, her brown-red eyes stood lax, claws grey, her feather color a pale red, feather style on her head shifted to the side, beak grey. "Here. Mrs. Pennyfeather." She glanced over by Drake smiling. Mrs. Pennyfeather started to set up some chalk and fabric erasers that had some chalk dust still in tact. "Drake?"
His eyes widened, feeling as if the class is pressuring their weight on him. A shudder came out and stood up. "H-Here." His nervousness was overwhelming him. He just wanted to have a fun and amazing day, but he couldn't help that they were hating him on the inside. The teacher kept calling on more students for attendance marking down each for perfect attendance on her wooden clipboard. Looking over his right shoulder he could make out a Red Pegasus with red with brown mane. His black eyes glared along a another griffon, the beak formed a evil smirk making Drake most uncomfortable.
"Alright class, eyes on me, we are going to start a lesson on the city Cloudsdale and how it began.
Mrs.Pennyfeather started the lesson on Cloudsdale. Cloudsdale was where a lot of pegasus ponies came from. Drake wanted to ask Auntie Twilight about it when Drake saw her again, Drake was curious why Cloudsdale is only for Pegai. Mrs. Pennyfether told us that Cloudsdale was where all of Equestria’s weather was made.
She also told the class that it was the hometown of the pony who made the first snowflake: a blind filly named Snowdrop. She was a light blue pegasus with the same color blue and white for her mane and tail, the same blue for her eyes, and a white flower for a cutie mark.
Her eyes didn’t have the black pupils or or dark enough the Stallions eyes that continue to lock his gaze at Drake. She went on about how it wasn't the same like everyone else though. Drake felt bad for her that she couldn’t see very well. Mrs. Pennyfeather said that Snowdrop had amazing ears that could hear almost everything around her.
When Snowdrop made the first snowflake in Equestria, it was shown to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna which was Drake's adoptive mother. When they were celebrating their one hundredth year of ruling Equestria. Snowdrop’s snowflakes had the power to tame winter’s snows too, so ponies could play in it but... 1,000 years later almost to when Drake was found, the last one had to be released.
The bell rang for lunch, everypony got up from their desks packing up their saddlebags. Drake sat on his knees picking up the clean brown saddle bag, a little weight of the school books, lunch, quills, ink, and scratch paper. Shera hovered over to Drake with her saddle bag too. Seemed like a regular brown bag that Drake had, but just metal grey locks. "So, like the lesson Drake?" She asked floating down trotting with him. "It was really interesting. What happens when they run out of rainwater?" Shera bowed her head in thought.
"Well. What I heard is that Pegasi in a little town called Ponyville, they have to make a water funnel so large that the cloud city gets it." Both Drake and Shera sat down on at a third row school table. It's grey fake wooden holding the two, a few splotches of others lunches. "Shera? Can I ask you something?"
Shera ate off a few pieces of salad of her lunch, looking up at him. "Of coarse? What's up Drake?" Drake knew that the two were good friends already and they just met but this strange feeling told him in his mind that he trusted her. "Aren't you afraid of me? I mean I am a human after all." Shera gave a serious stare.
"Of coarse I'm not afraid of you. You're the sweetest colt I've ever met. And there is no reason to feel different. The kids here are exchanged from different lands so they feel accepted. Trust me, I've been always told that griffons are mean and ferocious. I don't think that is true at all, Drake."
Drake opened his paper brown lunch bag, smiling at the smell of his lunch. "Ahhhh... Nice, tender salad with a few spices in it. Mommy knows my favorite."
Shera was more then curious, she just met him and maybe it would be a good idea to talk what he likes, what he does, what things he dislikes. "Hey Drake?" Drake returned the look of confusion. "Yeah what's up?" Shera rubbed her left arm with her right bird hand. "Who's your mommy? Not I'm being intrusive or anything."
Drake couldn't help just giving a small, light chuckle. "I don't mind at all, Shera. My mommy-" Drake paused still seeing her staring at him. He was scared if she wouldn't believe him or be shocked. "...My mommy is Princess Luna." Shera took a quick bite of her salad but it fell from her beak as soon as she heard 'Princess Luna'.
"Wait what!?"
Drake was kinda scared now she didn't believe him, he should've expected it to happen when he told her. She continues to look at him for a few good 2 minutes, mouth gaping. She fluttered words that made no sense at all.
"That... is totally awesome!" She exclaimed with a strange grin on her face. This was not what Drake was expecting of a reaction. "T-Thanks I guess, Shera." Drake and Shera both finished their lunches proceeding to head outdoors. Drake was amazed to see so many recess equipment. From swings to slides, to monkey bars to seesaws. "Whoa... I never seen so much equipment before." Shera picked Drake up with no trouble making him blush slightly.
"Don't worry Drake. I gotcha." She flew him over to the swings and placed him on one. The cold, grey yet slightly rusted metal made him shiver. "Here let me push ya Drake!" Shera said standing on her back paws. The griffon started to push Drake on the swing gently, Drake giving a laugh. "Thanks so much Shera!"
Shera pushed Drake a bit harder, still easy going. "No probs Drake. Anything for a good friend!" The two were actually good friends. Drake never thought of it being this easy. Suddenly a sharp gasp came from Shera, her eyes wide. A small rock whipped across Drake's forehead making him yell of pain falling off the swings.
The Griffon and Stallion showed up, the two smiling approving of the work. The griffon blew on his hand, a small cloud of dust flew off his hand. "Nice shot Merro." The stallion said nudging the griffon. Shera galloped up quickly protecting Drake from them. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING THAT?!" Shera asked yelling. Her brows furrowed in anger, her beak in a low frown. "Oh we had to show who's boss Shera." The griffon retorted.
The griffon a blonde white pelt with is feathers making his hair a light blond, red eyes that glared deep at Shera, peach beak that smiled with pure, just pure happiness. "You had no right of doing that to Drake! What is wrong with you?!" Her tone of anger got louder, defending her friend behind her long body.
Drake on the other hand, was rubbing his head that showed a minor bruising. It hurt alot even touching it with ease gentleness. Something in him got him going with anger, just pure cold anger. It didn't feel like a emotion of anger, it didn't hurt or numb, nothing. It felt... cold, freezing cold.
He looked at his arm shocked to see frost emitting, breath even more visible, colder to feel. Vision only seeing light blue with his brows knitting. "Arghhhhhhhh..." He began to shudder breaths. The adrenaline rising in his veins. Making him get up with a groan. His eyes piercing at the two with steam trailing off his eyes into the air. Ice formed at his feet, the freezing cold. Even if it was in the middle of spring.
Shera's feathers and pelt couldn't even handle to cold making her jump, backing up. "D-Drake?" She asked with wide eyes staring at him. Everypony on the recess grounds was just staring at him. Them too with mouths dropped. Seeing Drake like this made the Stallion and Merro shiver with fright. They were never expecting this at all. "P-Please don't hurt us. We're sorry kid!" They pleaded but the words just bounced off Drake's ears. All this hate, misery, pain got over Drake. Ice forming at his hands, swirling with cold snow. "RAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Drake screamed at the tops of his lungs switching a stance, arms raised. He blasted the two with the ice, more screaming of anger came from him. Everypony could only just watch in horror as the stallion and griffon was being blasted with this strong magic. Mrs Pennyfeather came galloping out watching this, ears drooped to the back of her head. The blasting subsided and everypony gasped, seeing what he had done. Merro and the stallion was encased in solid ice, statues of fear.
"D-Drake? W-what have you done?" Mrs. Pennyfeather asked cautiously trotting toward him. But he back backed up quickly seeing what he done. "I was right. I am a monster." He whispered. Tears flowing out as he ran off, the tears fell behind him toward the main city.
"Drake!" Shera called out spreading her wings to go after him, but Mrs. Pennyfeather stopped her with a hoof. "Just leave him, I'll get his guardian."
Mrs. Pennyfeather told her trotting back inside to write a letter. The rest of the school kids just watched Merro and the stallion frozen solid. She never thought that Drake had magic or this strong of a magic, she never thought that this would be the outcome of all of the hate he suffered. "I don't understand. How does he have magic anyway? I thought only Changelings and Unicorns had magic." She thought to herself heading back inside for the school bell rang.
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