"Maybe curly?"
I lit my horn and was immediately engulfed in green flames. *Swoosh!* I glanced in the mirror again.
"Or...Maybe not..."
*Swoosh!*
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*Swoosh!*
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*Swoosh!*
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I looked into the mirror once again, still unsure of what I wished to look like. Through the reflection, I could see my mother walk into the room.
"Narris, my child, what are you doing in here?..."She looked me over and sighed."What does it matter of how you appear?"
I rolled my eyes. This is just the thing my mother would say.
"Because mom,"I began," I want to look...Normal...But not too normal."
Mother gave a light smile.
"Normal, is no word to describe me. And yet, from these ponies, I do not flee."
"But at least you kinda look like them...Aside from your stripes and tail and all."
To my annoyance, she laughed. "I guess that is true, but if you change how you look," she put a hoof to my heart. "Make sure you don't change you."
With a flash of green flame, I morphed back to my original black, chitin skin and clear, blue mane.
"This is kinda what I do... Has Scenta chosen a form yet?"
Scenta was my sister. My younger sister. I explain it this way because she doesn't normally act like it. Always telling me how I'm wrong or whatever, but I would lose my magic to save her.
"Your sister, I'm afraid, is not one for stealth." I lifted an eyebrow. "Why don't you go down stairs, and see for yourself?"
I had nothing better to do, so I came to the base level of the hut and saw Scenta admiring herself in the full pony mirror she had received for her birthday. Mother was right, she stuck out like a sore thumb. Not quite in a bad way though, but one can never be to careful. I mean, to think if she were too popular, it would be hard to get away, and easier to have any little signs be noticed.
She notice me staring and struck a pose.
Her mane and tail were both long and braided and red with two white stripes throughout them. She looked like a candy cane! She also were a green dress that frilled white at the bottom and fashioned a blue stone on a chain around her neck. I also noticed the black boots she was wearing. It did look a little...Neon.
"What do you think?"
"Um...Well...They sure will notice you sis...But, don't you think this is all a little too....Bright?"
Scenta turned from me, back to the mirror.
"Nope." She stated flatly.
"If you say so..."
"Um. Sissy? You're in soul form still. Shouldn't you, oh, I don't know, CHANGE!?"
"Oh! Right!"
I was about to light my horn when I heard the sound of a wagon pull up. Crap...The bus was here! Panic filled my eyes. Last chance! get this right! I grabbed my pack and swung it over my shoulder then ignited my horn. I didn't have time to look in the mirror to see just what I looked like, but the feathers rubbing against my side suggested pegasus. I grabbed my key necklace as I ran out the door and locked it around my neck. Scenta was already on the hay filled wagon and I quickly followed. First day of school. The hive taught me enough that I could be in my age group, but I wasn't sure how these ponies teach. What if they only talk about pony things? What if it's lunch and somepony offers me something? Should I say no? What does pony food even taste like?
While I pondered these questions the driver, a large, red stallion, stopped at another pony's house. With all my worrying, I hadn't noticed we reached the town. I looked to my right in the direction of the house. This place almost looked like a store, with the dresses in the windows and all. Did all ponies live in stores? A white unicorn with a pink and purple mane got on and sat in a row next to me. I continued to stare out over the side at all the differently colored beings. I wonder if th-
"Hi!"
I turned to see the white unicorn was looking at me! What should I say?! Is there some sort of special unicorn greeting I should do?
"Um...Hi?"
"Your new! What's your name?" The unicorn spoke in a high pitched voiced.
"N-Narris. What's yours?"
"I'm Sweety Belle. So, where did you-"
She stopped mid sentence. Was my chitin showing? I followed her gaze down to my flank. Correction, my blank flank. I had forgotten a.. what-cha-mi-call-it...Cutie mark!
"Oh. My. Celestia."
"I can expl-"
"I DON'T HAVE MY CUTIE MARK EITHER!"
Sweety Belle stood up to show me her flank. Sure enough, it was blank. I looked over at my sister's, hers was blank too. this was a little embarrassing since I was the oldest. Suddenly I was glad I didn't have to go to the same grade class as her.
We arrived at the new school after a few more stops. Sweet Belle led me through the school. She told me it had grown since last year and was almost twice a big. I didn't like the thought of being near that many ponies. Sweety then led me to the correct classroom. She was in the same one. Upon entering, Sweety immediately ran to a group of two other fillies, leaving me to stand dumbly in the doorway. She motion to me and I came.
"Girls," she said," this is Narris! Narris, this is Scootaloo," SweetyBelle motioned to and orange pegasus. "and Apple Bloom." She then motioned to a yellow earth pony.
The orange pagasus put a hoof around me and span me around to examine my wings and flank.
"Cool! Your a pegasus and a blank flank!"
I gave a small attempt at a smile.
I was about to ask them a few questions when a voice was heard from behind me.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't our favorite blank flanks!"