My Little Klay World: Klay is Magic

by UniqueSKD

Chapter One - The Universal Spell Experiment, and the Broken Rock-Cutting Machine That Cuts Rocks For No Reason

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Chapter One - The Universal Spell Experiment, and the Broken Rock-Cutting Machine That Cuts Rocks For No Reason

It was a beautiful day as always in the serene kingdom of Equestria.

And as she had been doing all week, Twilight Sparkle, former Faithful Student of Princess Celestia and recently crowned Alicorn Princess, was spending this beautiful day cooped up in her study.

While everypony was enjoying the sunshine, conversing with friends and laughing as they played in the streets and the surrounding fields of the town, Twilight was sitting at her desk, examining the pages of an old and dusty tome she had borrowed from the vast halls of knowledge that was the Canterlot Castle libraries.

There was a reason why she was reading this crusty old book instead of being outside with her friends. A few weeks ago, she had gone to stay with her brother Shining Armour and his wife, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, otherwise known as Cadence, in their castle home within the Crystal Empire. During her stay there, her crown had been stolen by a shady ex-student of Celestia's, named Sunset Shimmer, and she, along with her trusted assistant Spike, embarked upon an amazing adventure through a magical mirror and into another world, where she got to experience life as a human being.

Her time in this other world had fascinated her so much. So much, in fact, that upon her return to Equestria, Twilight wondered about the possibility of other worlds, and other interesting species that existed in them. And so she had decided to explore the matter further, spending a good amount of time studying and researching magicks based around the superstitions and myths of spells capable of opening dimensional portals into alternate worlds and realities, hoping to maybe, just maybe, find a way to contact another universe.

After spending a month researching practically thousands of tomes and books, Twilight believed she had finally found a way to do what many ponies thought was impossible. She had spent this week within her chambers, working non-stop on piecing together what she believed was the spell that she had been looking for. After seven days and nights of work, Twilight's gut was telling her that she was now oh-ever-so close to completion. Just a few tweaks to the spell, and then, she would finally be able to meet and observe intelligent life-forms of another world...


It was a bright day as always in Klay World, although when your sun is actually just a light bulb beneath a rotating fan it's not really much of a surprise that it was always bright. Most of the klaymen were out and about that day, which was rather surprising since any other day only a few klaymen ever showed themselves in public. And usually even fewer ever got to return home in one piece. Or two.

But none of that crap was on Brian's mind. His mind was too busy trying to solve a very complicated problem. His rock-cutting machine had been broken, damaged after a killer rubber ducky had been placed inside of it, and damaged further when a klayman stuck the device on his head, slicing and tearing his entire head into neat piles of blue, bloodied ribbons of clay. Brian still didn't know why the klayman had done that to himself. In fact, he didn't really care why. All he wanted to do was to fix his device, so that he go back to enjoying his favourite past-time - placing rocks into the rock-cutting machine and watching it cut the rocks for no reason whatsoever.

Brian had to be honest with himself. He didn't really know much about repairing these sort of devices. He had simply guessed what kind of tools and equipment he would have needed to fix his rock-cutting machine. He looked at the ground where his recently acquired tools lay - a hacksaw that was, for some strange reason, triangular in shape. A screwdriver with a square-shaped head. A thermo-nuclear bomb with a blast radius of up to seventy square-miles (Brian couldn't even remember just where in the world he even got that from). A Tactical 12-Gauge shotgun. And a pencil sharpener.

Looking at his 'tools', Brian slowly began to wonder whether these are the right items for the job at hand. He had a feeling that the pencil sharpener would come in handy, but he was expressing doubts about the thermo-nuclear bomb. He wasn't sure that he could use that to fix his rock-cutting machine, but when you live on a giant table where strange things happened every day, like klaymen spontaneously combusting, or exploding pancakes littering the ground, or even encounters with the legendary Boogie Monster, which wasn't a monster or a Boogieman but the Boogie Monster, whose terrifying roars sounded like a ringing telephone, and whose three tails had sharp blades at the tips, you pretty much picked up Logic by the scruff of the neck and hurled it right out the window.

Besides, standing around doing nothing was getting...well, nothing done, So Brian decided to try using the thermo-nuclear bomb first to see if it would fix his machine. After spending five minutes trying to pick it up, before realising he wasn't strong enough to do such a task, Brian called out to several klaymen nearby to give him a helping hand. Together, they pushed the destructive weapon over to the broken rock-cutting machine, and in unison, managed to lift it carefully (well, they dropped it a few times, which resulted in one of the klaymen getting crushed underneath) and put it on top of the rock-cutting machine. They waited to see if it had done the trick.

Nothing happened.

Then Brian realized something.

He never bothered to check to see if the machine was actually turned on.

Walking over to the back of the device, he mentally face-slapped himself upon seeing that the switch was in the OFF position. He slowly bent over and began to reach out his hand to the switch to flip it into the ON position, savouring each second he took doing so. With each passing second, Brian's hand moved a few centimetres closer to the switch. Any moment now, he would touch the switch, and then he could turn it on, and get the machine running again. Then he would just have to find some rocks to throw into the device.

He completely forgot about the fact that he had just placed a thermo-nuclear bomb on top of the machine...


The final adjustments to the spell completed, Twilight Sparkle took a deep breath, closed her eyes in concentration, and fired up her horn for the spell. ''Here goes nothing'', the purple alicorn hummed to herself, as the magic began to flow through her horn, the spell taking form and shape within her thoughts.

A bright light flooded the room. Twilight could see it through her closed eyelids. But there was something odd about that light. It felt...hot. Like as if the sun itself had just came into her chamber. It was followed by a rush of wind, which blew straight through her mane, and when Twilight opened her eyes...


Brian's hand finally was touching the switch. ''Now I'm going to turn the rock-cutting machine on!'' he said. Brian flipped the switch from the downward position and into the upward position. But it was only then, at the very last fraction of a second, that he noticed something.

The thermo-nuclear bomb. It was on top of the machine.

And turning on the machine would mean turning on the blades inside the machine. If they struck the thermo-nuclear bomb...

It was too late to do anything. The machine sprung to life. The blades inside screeched as they struck the metal shell of the bomb.

Brian saw only a bright light, felt blazing heat all around him carried by a blast of wind, and soiled his metaphorical pants. When he opened his eyes (and realised that he didn't even have eyes to begin with), he noticed five things.

One - He wasn't dead.

Two - He was...a little bigger than usual?

Three - He was standing in a strange room along with practically every klayman from the table, who were also bigger in size, about the height of the purple horse with a horn and wings and really big eyes.

Four - There really was a purple horse with a horn and wings and big eyes, staring at him and the other klaymen, with her mouth wide open.

And Five...

The thermo-nuclear bomb destroyed his rock-cutting machine. And he also wasn't in Klay World anymore.

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