Immediately after I stepped out the door, I was swarmed by a massive cloud of flies.
"Wha--?!"
Pinkie Pie ran about, clenching a flyswatter tightly. Suddenly, the swarm just... dissipated.
And in it's place, stood Discord.
"Ah, Anon! How's my favorite pony-boy doing?"
I rolled my eyes. "Fine, Discord. Just... don't mess up my day. It's been great so far, I don't want to have it go bad."
Pinkie crossed her forelegs. "Yeah, Discord. Stop being such a meanie to my friend."
Discord nodded. "Sure."
Well that was easy.
He sounded a bit suspicious.
Yeah, keep an eye on him.
Pinkie reached up with a hoof for her eye.
NO, NOT LITERALLY.
Okay!
We arrived at school. I didn't bother to stuff Pinkie in my backpack this time, since the school actually seemed fine with her as long as she didn't blast anyone.
In fact, the school loves her. I even got all negative marks from that day removed just because Pinkie cleared it up over the phone.
"Hey, Anon, nice tail ya got there... ya late for Halloween or something? And what's with those ears?"
Always the anti-bronies that go for the ears.
"Listen, dude, I can do what I want, wear what I want, say what I want, and be what I want. And you're not gonna change that."
Pinkie sprung up besides me.
"Yeah!"
We continued on our way, getting quite a few complements from fellow bronies and pegasisters.
Wait a sec... since when was I a brony?!
Ever since you met me, duh! You've been a brony since you first had to watch the show at a friend's house, and up until you met me, you've just been a closet brony!
Oh. Eh, I'm actually fine with that now. Noone seems to be giving me a hard time.
"And now, if you take the factorized equation and multiply it's factors back together, you get the original equation."
Really? This guy's teaching stuff I learned years ago.
Pinkie sat besides me, telekinetically writing down notes as she smiled. How she does it, I have no idea.
I, on the other hand, already completed both my classwork and my homework.
Seems like a good time for a nap, anyways. Pinkie, wake me up before class ends.
Sure!
RRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNG!
The hallways bustled with students, as usual. Pinkie rode on top of my backpack, preventing the possibility of trampling, and definitely making us stand out.
So far, school's great. Let's just hope nothing bad happens.
I bet you're thinking that you spoke too soon, Anon...
I spoke too soon...