SpellBound

Chapter 3: A bag of mysteries

*CRASH*

"Wazzuwat?" Moonsheen mumbled, puzzled by what woke her. She got up off the couch and walked towards the source of the sound.

A broken plate lay on the kitchen floor.

"Huh? A plate.....," Moonsheen observed, looking around for the culprit.

Beside the broken plate, a cupboard door lay slightly askew.

"Hmmmm.....," she hummed, opening the door. Peeking inside, she saw the filly she found in the forest, staring at her with it's strange eyes.

"Did you break this?" Asked Moonsheen, holding up the broken plate with her magic. The filly looked down, guilty as charged.

"Its fine, little guy. I have more," Moonsheen said, smiling.

"Now how 'bout some breakfast, huh? I can make some cereal or something,"

The filly stared at her, then nodded and ran to the couch.

"What a silly filly.... I wonder if he even has parents," thought Moonsheen, pouring the cereal.

"I have honey oats. Is that okay?"

Asked Moonsheen, grabbing the milk. The colt didn't reply, and gave a curious look at her.

"Okay, he probably doesn't know what cereal or honey oats are....," she whispered, thinking about what to feed him.

When she turned around to take her cereal, it was gone. She looked around, puzzled. Then she heard the clinking of the bowl on the coffee table. She turned to face it and saw the colt, eating his cereal with gusto.

Sighing, Moonsheen poured another for herself.

After breakfast was over, Moonsheen asked the colt a question.

"Umm... Soo.... Not to be rude, but can you talk at all?"

Asked Moonsheen, raising one of her eyebrows.

Hesitating, the colt looked at her, then slowly nodded.

"Do you talk?"

The colt shook his head.

"Why not?"

He shrugged.

"Ok....,"

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"OH CRAP, I forgot about today! Me and my friends had plans!"

Said Moonsheen, panicking and trying to hide the colt in a drawer.

"MOON, IT'S US! REMEMBER THE PLANS?"

Yelled Brandon from the other side of the door.

"ONE SECOND!"

Replied Moonsheen, still stuffing the confused colt in the drawer.

Finally getting him in, she ran to the door and opened it.

"Hi, Bran! So the plans, huh?" Cheerfully greeted Moonsheen.

"Why are you nervous?" Sternly replied Brandon, looking around the flat.

"Are you hiding something?"

"What? Nervous, no! I am just excited to, uhhhhh.... What were we doing today?" Answered Moonsheen, trying to hide how paranoid she really was.

Bran, eyes narrowing, searched the flat.

"You are a really bad liar, Moon. This isn't over,"

Snorted Bran, doing a final look around the apartment.

Bran and Moon left the building to pick up Ambrosia and Sky, stopping to grab lunch. After that, they all went home, except Bran. He really wanted to know what Moon was hiding, and he decided he would find out. Following Moon, he crept silently behind her.

"But not today, I can't follow her into the apartment..."

Grabbing her keys, Moon shut the door to her flat. Then she remembered she hadn't fed that colt lunch or dinner! She ran into the kitchen and what she saw made her jaw drop.

The colt had conjured dozens of sandwiches, all stacked on the kitchen counter. The colt was in the middle of eating one when he noticed Moon, in a state of awe. Freezing in the middle of a bite, they stared at each other.

"How.....," was all that Moonsheen's shocked brain could manage.

He pointed at the counter, and she noticed something strange.

Every sandwich looked exactly the same.

He had made one, then used a duplication spell to clone it dozens of times.

Not even a Highest-Class wizard could clone this many sandwiches in a few hours.

Then he shocked her further by gesturing at a timer. He had timed his cloning experiment, and it read 7:00. It had only taken him a few minutes to clone more than a hundred sandwiches.

"Wow..... This is..... Crazy, to say in the least. How did you do this?"

Sputtered Moon, finally managing to speak.

He shrugged, then ate another sandwich. He gestured to a sandwich, and then pointed at her.

Shrugging as well, she started to eat one.

The next morning, she was awakened by a hard, velvety hoof poking her face repeatedly.

"Wha.... What time is it?"

Her clock read 6:00 in the morning.

She turned around, and, sure enough, dragon eyes were in her face.

"It..... To early..... Go back ta sleep..,"

Moonsheen sleepily mumbled, turning over.

Her blanket flew off her and the colt landed on her with a soft thump.

"AHHH! What the heck! It is way to early for this! Go back to bed!"

Said Moonsheen, giggling.

But the smart little colt had achieved his goal, and She could not go back to sleep.

"Fine, we can get up, just please get off me,"

Said Moon, finally giving in.

Happy to comply, he hopped off her and went into the kitchen to find breakfast and possibly duplicate it.

"Oh no you don't, stay out of there. Do you know how long it took to clean up last nights fiasco?"

While Moon ran after him to keep him from cloning everything, she suddenly remembered something. She didn't know his name yet!

Dashing into the kitchen, she lifted him with her magic. Squealing, he started to squirm around. She set him in the living room, where he recovered and sat on the couch.

After breakfast, she decided to ask him for his name.

"Hey, I never caught your name. What is it, if you don't mind me asking?

The colt shrugged, then stared intently at her, almost expectantly, as if to say, "I dunno, what is my name?"

"Wow, you don't even have a name? You really are a little bag full of mysteries, aren't you?"

The colt smiled, then stared at her again.

"I can connect the dots, little one. You want a name, don't you?"

The colt nodded.

"Ok, ummmm.... Well, you don't have a cutie mark yet, so it's hard to say.... Well, you are black, white, and a little purple, you kinda look like the late sunset...... Can't call you Sunset, that is a mare's name....... How 'bout SolLune?"

Moonsheen asked, grinning.

The colt paused to think, then, for the first time.....

"Ok!"

spoke.

End of chapter 3