Fireshock-The elemental unicorn

The first three years of school I got bullied quite a lot. I have incredibly easy to get angry but I've learned to swallow my anger, just don't piss me off. Seriously, don't.

Anyways I always wore a cap if it was warm enough to wear a cap when I was young. It didn't matter if it was raining if it was sunny or if it was cloudy, if I could have a cap without my ears turning into ice I wore cap.

The bullies found out that if they took the cap and refused to give it back I entered rage mode. Yeah, just by that. Technically I still do get that angry about minor stuff like that but I swallow my anger before it get's hold of me. Most of the time. Don't get me angry. Don't.

Luckily for me, I managed to somewhat control my anger after a while. So they stopped bullying me.

However, that happened right before a field trip to a boat. I managed to stad infront of the horn that has a very loud sound at the wrong time. That meant that the other foals learned that I react in a hilarious way when loud sounds blast into my face.

You wanna know what I do? Well, when the sound is going I look like nothing's happening except I'm leaning backwards, then when the sound stops I still look like nothing's happened, then I blink three times, then I start to shiver uncontrollably.

I'm terrible at explaining stuff.

In school I learned a few things but since I was a fast learner I needed to hear things once or twice and then I knew them. So we learnt the same thing over and over and over and over and over and you get the point. I learnt pretty quickly that I didn't have to do my homework or listen at school except for when we learned new things to get good grades.This became my doom later on.

Anyways, Wooden hammer built a clubhouse and got his cutie-mark. The clubhouse was the tree I mentioned in the beginning. The one I lived in before I was adopted. Yeah I remember wich tree it was exactly.

I'll show you. Now. Oh right you're on the other side of the monitor. Uuuhh. Forget I said anything.

Anyways, Secret hid from his family (he was supposed to clean his room) there one day and got his cutie-mark. Secret's was a card. I think it is to keep his specialty hidden. Like he's some sort of agent.

Wooden's was a wooden hammer. It was a very good clubhouse. Right at the edge so we were never in a real danger and nopony came there.

We stayed there until there was a cock-a-trice there. We ran away without getting noticed by it.

Apparently some filly from the Apple clan found it and made it her and her friends clubhouse. We didn't mind because we were to scared to go back. Now that clubhouse is her little sisters and her little sister's friends I think.

Now remember how I said that I didn't have to do anything in school to get good grades? Well, I got up to sixth grade and things just went downhill.

I barely managed sixth grade. Seventh and eight grade were also annoying. Ninth however I managed to get a hold of myself and study.

And about this time, something happened. I've said that you shouldn't get me angry, well, explanation time.

One time when I was walking home I was attacked by drunk tourists, they pushed me into the ever-free forest. They were five. Three survived. I don't like this. Why would I talk about it.

Anyways, (shiver). They pushed me around and punched me and just generally hurt me and my feelings.

I eventually stopped them, by going so angry my mane and tail turned to fire, my coat became dark red and my eyes were blood red, including the eyewhite and the little black dot in the eye.

Fire spewed everywhere and the ponies got a serious burn. The forset lit ablaze and my anger subsided. I put out the fire as fast as I regained my conciounse and took them to a hospital.

They are unable to talk, and have a completely rational fear of fire.

Nopony knows about this so be quiet. Don't tell your OC, I might know them and they would be scared of me if you told them. And tell the police. Hush, now.

In scool it went, err, usual? Sort of good yet bad at the same time.

After I had enough money I moved out from my parent's house and and bought a house at the outskirts of Ponyville. It's a red house.

I also got a job at the power plant. My job is to keep Equestria supplied with energy.

Me, Secret and Wooden all stayed friends troughout our school years. We still are friends.          ...I don't really know why I said that.

I didn't say anything, capish?

Good boy/girl who's from a completely different universe and I'm talking to trough the use of fanfictions.

Why are you looking at me funny. Please don't go! You're only halfway through the story. (I think, depends on how lazy the writer is.) STOP! Good. Thank Celestia you didn't leave.

"I am not lazy." A voice said inside Fireshock's head.

"Yeah you are." Fireshock replied.

"No." The voice said.

"Dude, you say that sometimes yourself."

"Well yeah, um, that, isn't, the, point?"

"That is the weakest reply ever"

"I know"

"Anyways. Why are you arguing with yourself?"

"Am not"

"Are too, you're the writer and my creator, remember?"

"Heh, it's funny to write remember. Oh my god you're right. I''M GOING CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Calm down."

"BUT I'M GOING CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!"

"No you're not, you're just failing miserably at making the readers laugh."

"Oh right, I forgot :/."

"What was that?"

":/"

"How do you pronunce that?"

"Read it sideways."

"..."

"Do it."

"Oh. Now I see it."

"Good. Now goodbye I hope this has filled it up to at least a thousand words now."

"Wut?"

"Nothing, goodbye."

"Bye?"

Anyways, where was I now again. Oh, and if you wonder why I acted like that was normal that was Xarsor. My creator. Now, I had just finished school and got a job. And bought a house.