FIRSTLY, A NOTE: This fic is currently under SERIOUS revamping because of
1) Over powered stuff/characters
2) A SERIOUS LACK OF ELABORATION.

Your forgiveness is greatly appreciated.

Normally, when you're some mutated-talking horse freak that looks like the very stuff of a 3-year old's imagination, you won't need to even step out of your house But with my mom, no such luck. She WANTS us to go to school, even like this. Needless to say, it doesn't end well.

.This is the kind of weekend you don’t want to wake up to. Mostly when you have to relearn how to walk because you turned into a horse of some sort. Good thing is, I’m not alone, as my sister and part of the world are also horses



Spoilers: Now with 90% less school content.


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