Winter Wonderland
So it's not a prank?
Previous ChapterNext Chapter"Alright who's the wise guy." I shouted upstairs.
On their way back down I got three different responses, all asking me what I meant.
"I'm talking about this." I showed them the tattoo.
All of them looked shocked, then they lowered their pants to reveal a tattoo of a cutie mark on their thighs.
"We all thought you did it, but I guess not."
"All this confusion is making me tired, I'm off to bed."
I was climbing mountains in the tundra, and came upon a flat area. 'This will do.' The snow in front of my started to float, revealing a layer of ice underneath. I began to chip at the snow with my magic, pulling up two shards of ice. Using more of my magic I started to shape the ice into an oval shape. I sensed a presence behind me, there was a bright flash of light, an explosion, and angered yells as I flew away.
As I looked around for the sourc of what woke me up I heard my phone going off.
"Hello who is this?"
"Come down to the cafe at the end of the street, twelve o'clock, don't be late."
I checked the time, 9:24. I sighed and got out of bed to begin my daily routine, get dressed, brush teeth, get breakfast, when I was in the bathroom I noticed that my eyes were darker than normal, they used to be a bright cheery turquoise, but now they could be mistaken for gray. I also noticed that my hair had pure white streaks, now normally I don't give a fuck about my appearance, but this started to worry me. As I got to the cafe, I checked my clock, 12:04. Better late than never. I started to look around the cafe for anything mysterious or unusual, I stopped when I noticed someone with a hood up and a little bit of lime hair poking out of it. I walked over to them and sat down facing her.
"Seems you and I are going through the same thing."
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