A Tad Crazy With A Hint Of Magic

by Gamer guy 42

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Alternate Universe
Length: 4637

A new colts in town and soon finds himself in a sticky situation

Twilight finds herself with a new project as a cool colt drops into her life. At first he doesn't want to stay but he will as soon as he, prepare for overly used comment, learns the power of friendship.
Will he ever do it? Will he get a mare-friend along the way? Will I get that burrito I ordered? Find the answers to most of these in the story because my burrito just showed up!

Credit goes to Eyvind and Herpaderp115 for editing. Enjoy!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-27 03:55:06 UTC

Unpleasant Awakening

Alright this is my first story so please I know I probrobly suck and my writing bites flank but please little to no flame. I also sudjest you look at Nineveh's account, that brony is the one that inspired and gave me tools to write this so he's cool. Authors Note : {} = when a brain is talking to its elf.

Disclaimer: I don't own MLP or any of its characters. All I own is my OC.

Chapter One: Unpleasant Awakening

               ーTwi's POVー

"Yes, Princess, I will accept Alicorn hood," I say in my favorite dream in which I become a princess.

"CRASH!!" "BOOM!!" "CRACK!!!" Went something.

And that's how I awoke on a pleasant Saturday.

"This is going to be a great day," I say with as much venom as I possibly could.

"Spike, if you broke anymore plates I will wear your scales to your funeral!" I threaten tiredly.

"Twi, don't go blaming your colt friend's mistake on me!" Spike said, fully awake.

"Spike I know I'm still half asleep, but I know for sure I don't have a colt friend," I reply with a hint of question.

"Really then who's the COLT who broke the balcony door?" He said shyly. Maybe he's not completely awake, yet.

Then, I looked over and saw the knocked out colt in question. I immediately noticed three things.

(1) He's an Alicorn with a broken wing.

(2) He has a black coat with a rugged black and white mane and tail.

(3) He's waking up.

              ー????POVー

"Ugh, my head," I said, groaning.

Wait a minute, is that chatting and comments I hear? Do tell, do tell, I then say in my mind. A voice started talking.

"I say we should kick h is flank for breaking your door, Twi, then ask questions!"

{I don't like this one right now she just said shoot first ask questions never almost ... in a way.}

You're my mind, so shut up! I really hate him always thinking rationally gross, it's sickening.

Anyway, where was I?

'Scrolls up a ways.' Aha, okay, I may like her later we'll see.

Then went a timid voice "Umm, girls, I think he'sー"

"No we'll ask questions, then decide, he most logically fell asleep while flying, note broken wing," said an intelligent voice.

Come to think of it, she's right. I say in my mind again as memories flooded back in.

I was flying, trying to get somewhere and pure exhaustion took me as I fell asleep, literally.

The ti mid voice spoke again. "Ehhhh, girls, he's awake, so if we couldー"

"Again, Rainbow is right, though I hate to admit it to myself," a southern accented mare went.

Okay, open eyes? Check. Girls bickering? Check-a-doo. Escape? Nah, this is way too fun!

I now stared at a cream colored Pegasus with a pink mane.

"Uhhhh, girls, he's staring at me now, soー" Again with this timid Pegasus with interruption!

"I'm wakin' him!" country mare went again.

"Once you do, I must take care of those worn out saddle bags and that atrocious hat!

No, a fashionista. Run for the hills or, if we're in the hills, of course, run for the plains!

"Girls, he's now starting to freak me outー" At that, I look away but she still gets interrupted.

"Oohmay behe'sanalienwhosgoingtosay'Icomeinpiece'or'Allonsy'!!!"

They all stopped and looked at the hyper pink mass of speed talking.

Okay, at that, I like her; she's the only pony who's ever matched my speed talking skill and is a Whoovian.

"Girls," she tries yet again "he's laughー"

"What?" and fails.

"Hey, you equines, would ya shut your tail feathers for a minute she has something to say!" I scream, pointing at creamy over here.

"Thank you." She says, finally getting a sentence out.

"Don't mention it," I reply.

"Well, I was saying that our guest here,"'Hello!'", is awake and laughing at your bickering."

"Thank you," I say to that wonderful introd uction.

Little miss lavender speaks next. "H-how long have you been awake?" she asks.

"Oh, about ten minutes," I answer cheerfully.

"So you heard all of that?" she again questions.

"If by everything, you mean the insult to my wardrobe and almost-threats then, yes I did."

At that, a white unicorn with a perfectly coifed mane and a tomboyish Pegasus with a rugged rainbow mane turned away with red cheeks.

"I'll forgive you, but only if you promise not to touch me or my hat! I say menacingly. Colors the Pegasus got stared down by creamy and immediately apologized, saying it was a hollow threat but could still take me.

Miss Priss followed suit and afterwards said, "I am terribly sorry for insulting your attire. Please find it in your heart to forgive me."

{Is i t just me mind or does this sound rehearsed?}

Mind, I said shut up! "Apology accepted." I say, biting back what my mind had said.

"Okay, now that that's cleared up, I have to ask, why did you choose my house to land on instead of the road?" the avid fan of purple asked on the verge of going coo-coo.

"First of all, I was falling asleep and your house looked so much more comfortable and softer than the road," I say with a smart-ass tone. "Second of all, what are your names, because I'm sure the readers don't want me to call you names forever." I say while the universe begins to crack.

The unicorns started. "I'm Rarity, darling," the fashionista stated.

"And I am Twilight Sparkle," miss purples said.

"I'm Rainbow Dash and this is Fluttershy." Colors introduc ed both Pegasai.

Finally the earth ponies stated. "I'm Applejack," miss country stated. "And this here's Pinkie Pie."

She said as she removed the unseen muzzle from pinks face."So partner, who are you?" AJ asked.

"Me, I'm Solar Flickerーor Flick, for short."

What Now?

   "So, TwiーI can call you Twi right?ーhow about you let me fix your door and I can be on my way?" I asked nervously, hoping one specific question came up.

   "Ohh, come on! We only just met AND we haven't even thrown you a party yet!" I'll let you, the re ader, find out who said that.

   "Sorry, I have to keep traveling." I really do mean that.

   "Where do you have to go? And, by the way, there is no problem with the door." Why did you ask the certain question Twi?

   "What do you mean, the door's fine? I used my hard head as a battering ram on it!" I then sneak a joke, as I carefully avoid the question for the thousandth time.

   "Flick, darling, with Twi's magic and my pattern skill the door looks even better and more decorative!" Rare chuckles out while pointing at a piece of art, not a door.

   "Oh, and we live with Dash, you can't doge questions we give you." [Gulp. It's over, man: no chance, just run!] 'For once my mind is right.' I do some quick thinking and try to tap into my internal magical a bilities. All I got was pain. You know that pain that is so unbearable you black out? Yeah, this is one level less than that. I felt everything. I really wish I had blacked out. I would have had a headache when I woke up, and it would be over.

                 30 minutes later

   As soon as I stopped seeing stars I could see Twi shaking her head, Pinks turning slightly grey, and Dash... laughing her head off. [Uh,oh mental overload! Run for your lives! He's going to be pissed!] Unfortunately minds warnings fell on deaf ears as I was, in fact getting MAD. Get it right brain! I don't go pissed mode anymore. I shook my head as my eyes started turning red. Literally. At that my eyes turned back to their normal, beautiful, green selves.

&nbs p; "Dash, I want to tell you something, okay: I'm all for a good joke, I live for 'em! But I detest laughing at another's pain!" I say before my hoof hit my mouth. [Crap, well, better escape. And watch that magic inhibitor ring!]

   "Flick, dude, I'm sorry and you're right. I shouldn't have done that." Dash apologized.[She's sincere, her ears are spayed in... what, apologetic-ness]

   "Accepted. Now, since I'm not escaping, can we eat? I'm starving!" [Of course, his mind turns to food.] 'Watch it mind!' My mind is now fighting itself.

   "Sure, sugar, now what do you want? Dandelion sandwich? Hay fries? Ooh, how about strait alfalfa?" I think I found what AJ likes to talk aboutーfood.

   "Just a salad, sixty-four the alfalfa, please." I hungrily answer. [Ho w long has it been since you ate? Two days? Huh, okay, enjoy!' As Twi tossed the salad I decided to ask some questions, and grudgingly answer a few myself.

   "Why do I have a MIR (Magic Inhibitor Ring) on?" This is going to be interesting.

   "Well, hehe, partner Twi was worried that a crashing Alicorn wasn't good news. So just to make sure you didn't attack, she put that there on ya." AJ answered carefully as to not anger me again. "Now, dearest, we get to ask questions." AJ started. "So, how do you feel about apples?"

   Before I could get a word out they all asked one question, excluding one very certain pink pony. "Where did you get that, beat-up, old, faded, and..... burnt hat?" Great a question that brings memories.

   "Do you have a pet?" I was asked politely by Flutters.

   "How fast can you fly?" RD, you're already redeeming yourself.

   "How are you an Alicorn?" Ah, the ever-observant Twilight Sparkle asks the most difficult question of the century!

   "What's your favorite cake, pie, cookie, and cupcake?!! And out of those which is the best?" And there goes ticking time bomb Pinkie.

   "Okay, in order, I love apples, classified, no, so fast I could beat you, classified, chocolate, chocolate cream, lemon, chocolate, and finally pie."

   Gaaaaaasssssssp!!!!

   "Impressed? You've seen nothing yet!"

   "How did you remember, let alone answer all those questions?!" Twi frantically asked about my skills that nearly matched Pinkie's.

   & quot;Well, I just picked it up and have good memory. Admit it, you're jealous of my mind!" Yes, those were Rainbow levels of bragging.

   "Well, here's your salad." RD said handーnoーhoofed over a BIG bowl of salad. As I start gorging, Rare asks another question, and this one is really getting annoying.

   "What do you mean classified, darling?"

   "Well, I mean, I am prohibited by law from telling anypony." I reply with a hint of smugness.

   "What law!" Dammit, Dash, why say that?

   "My past, my laws!" I retaliate by getting muzzle to muzzle with her.

   "Our food, our rules: now spill it!" She is now below Rare on the approval scale. At that, I swallow the rest of the salad. Whole.

   " ;What food?" [Hey, smart-ass, welcome back!] She's defeated and she knows it too. "Try to beat me in the thing I do best, be a smart-ass and argue; you'll lose every time, filly!" [Ha, awesome!] "Now, if you would kindly open the door and unlock the MIR, I'll be on my way!"

   At this, Fluttershy actually refused this time. "No, you will stay here and heal! That means no flying, no running, no apple bucking, and no magic." Wow, that just happened.

   "I guess I'll be staying with you, Twi." She gave me the first welcoming smile of the day

   [This is NOT going to end well.]

Season Premire/Episode One Part 3 Twi Goes Nuts

      Well, soon enough, the rest of the eight (excluding Twi, Spike, and me) left so we could read, sleep, and think respectively.

      "So, Twi, besides read what are you able to do here in the 'tree-bary'?"

      "Well," she replied excitedly, "you could study, write, think, and, in Spike's case, sleep. Or . . . experiment."

       Well (pardon my French) shit! Just my luck: I spend the night with a scientist. I can assure you, you'll realize why this is bad in about 3.5 seconds. Or a sentence depending or your speed reading skill. "Umm, I choose eat! Yeah, eat. I'm always hungry!"

      "Oh, come on. You just ate and experimenting is fun. Plus, you can tell me how you have such amazing wings and a magnificent horn." She tries the persuasion route, and I have to admit add lidded eyes and a seductive voice, I might have fallen for it.

      "Yeah, 'fun,' like getting my teeth pulled. And I told you that's classified" I say with a roll of my eyes.

      "Aww, but I let you stay in my home, and eat my food. The least you can do is tell me how you're an alicorn." She's trying guilt now, great.

      "You could've just as easily thrown me out." Now I got her. "How about I tell you a secret if you tell me yours."

      She trying bartering now; this is going to be a piece of pie! "Why, pray tell, would I want to know your secrets?"

      Got her by the (metaphorical) balls now! By now, this had escalated to a battle of wits that of which none could match and had brought the attention of Spike and Owlishious. "If you don't tell me, I will contact the princess and inform her that a colt broke into my home!"

      Now she's threatening me. "And I would care why, exactly?"

      Ohh, going to need ice for that burn! "What do you mean, 'Why exactly'!" Got her.

      "You should be so scared you'd throw a shoe!" By now I'm just enjoying the show, not even caring to keep arguing.

      "I mean, she's the highest power in the Kingdom! How could you not even blink an eye!"

      I'd say that's enough of that.

      "Because, Ms. Sparkle, I have no respect for ol' sun butt." That should quiet her down. "I mean, come on, she lets six barely legal aged mares go and fight the toughest baddies ever while she sits her big fat plot on her golden throne and eats chocolate cake. And she's not the highest power. She shares that throne with Princess Luna equally. Her lessons include saving the kingdom, defeating the enemy, and in the meantime trying not to die!" By now she was stuttering up a storm.

      "B-b-but how could you say that about t-the P-princess that brings The Sun!"

      "Again, I have no respect for her! Over the last thousand years, I think she's had enough time to rule! She has a perfectly great sister that has been away from the throne for that time!" Surprisingly enough, I have been in bigger arguments before.

      "You mean you think Princess Luna should take Celestia's position as high ruler?" Now she realises something. "Yes, and you know, for a student of Celestia for many years, you are really slow: just saying." And this is where I took it to far. "What. Did. You. Say. About. My. INTELLIGENCE?!" Oh, shit.

      "You know, Twi, I really appreciate you feeding me, but I really need to get going, so bye!" This is probably the smartest thing I did all year: Run!

      "Flick, remember: Fluttershy said no running, magic, or flying, so you're stuck with me!" It's official. She's gone completely cray cray!"Think again, my dear Sparkle!" I open my saddle bag and bring out a metal contraption with two wheels, of which I invented, and rolled as fast as I could from Super Sayan Twi.

      "Fliiiick, come back. If you think you're getting away that easily you are sooo wrong!" I hear a magical pop and before my brain processes what was happening she appeared in front of me, destroyed my ride and grabbed me with her TK. Dammit brain! Why you do dis?

      "So, uh, the experimenting sounds fun. Hehe." Look what you got us into, ya jerk!

      "Flick, since you asked so nicely, yes, we can experiment; if you don't run again I will fix your... uh, what is that again?" Oh, glad she's interested in my invention.

    "Oh, this old thing. I really don't have a name for it. I call this'n Ol' Bess. She helps me move fast when my wing is broken. I really haven't ridden her recently due to the fact I haven't had I broken wing in, oh, 360 days. Almost beat my record too. If it weren't for your meddling door!" Now she's going to leave me alone about my alicorn hood.

      "Where'd you get it?" I completely forgot Spike woke up and was now listening to everything.

      "Well, Spike, I didn't get this anywhere; I invented it." Now both Spike's and Twilight's interests was peaked.

      "You're an inventor? Ah yeah! You have no idea how tiring it is to have to explain things without technical terms. And now I have an inventor in my hom e! What have you invented?" Geez, she might be getting to excited; thankfully she set me down again.

      "You haven't heard about any of them." Haha, no way she can counter that!

      "Then, maybe, you can show me some." You know how I mentioned she needed lidded eyes and a seductive voice before? Well, there it is.

      "Ehh, why not?" I grab my saddle bag and pull it over to me. "First is the Infinite Bag. It has a special enchantment that I came up with that allows infinite space, hence its given name. This could transport the entire population of Canterlot and have room to spare." Her eyes widen at the mere absurdity of the idea.

      "Ha, t-that's funny Flick, really you should have a comedian cutie mark. Speaking of, why don't you have any cutie mark?" That's really insulting.

      "No, I shouldn't. I love telling jokes, don't get me wrong, but I wouldn't make it a career. Oh, and classified." That should straighten that out.

      "Wait, you're not laughing. Are you really serious? Does it hold infinite amounts of supplies?" Hook. Line. And sinker. Plus she forgot about the cutie mark deal.

      "Why, yes, it does. This is where I keep all of my inventions. Plus, it serves as my home and workshop."

      "So what next?" She's probably too interested and last time somepony got interested in my inventions bad things happened.

      "Maybe later I'll t ell you, but right now, I am wiped. Crashing takes a lot out of ya'. Trust me."

      "Aww, but if your bag is really infinite what else could you have made?" Not this again!

      "Well I guess that gives you incentive to be nice to me and to take this MIR off." I hope this works. "I will behave, but Dr. Shy said not to take it off." And.... it didn't. "Well, since that's taken care of I'm going to go to hit the hay! Speaking of, is there a place to set down my humble cot so I can sleep?"

      "What do you mean, Flick? You're sleeping in my room." Wait, what?

      "Wait, wait. I just met you; I couldn't-"

      "Flick, you are the dumbest smart pony I've ever met." Oh, she means that-

      "You're offering your own bed for me? No, no, I could never accept that." Would you try to take it, seriously, greedy readers.

      "You wouldn't want me to feel like a bad host, would you?" There are those seductive eyes again, plus a whimper that I think would give Rarity a run for her money.

      "You wouldn't want me to feel like a bad guest, would you?" I call your whimper and raise you a teary eye.

      "You're sleeping in my BED!" Not this again... again.

      "Okay, deal, but one thing before I crash look in M section of my saddle bags. Password is Waterloo. You might be surprised at wha t you find. Night Twi." I then climb up the stairs slowly, just starting to feel sore from the crash as she mutters a faint "Night."

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               Twi's POV

    "Okay, M section. Hmmmm, mmmm, mmmmm," I hum. "Aha!" I put in the password as I say, "Where did he come up with such a weird word, I wonder? Okay, Waterloo. No way, you're kidding. A Royal Manehattan mattress! How did he- no, don't question a blessing. Even though it's better than Princess Celestia's bed! How does he have one if these?!" Color me surprised, Flick. I can see him being a wonderful addition to our circle. "Thanks. Seriously, thanks."

Exposition!!!

Chapter Four/Episode Two

              Exposition!!

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The Next Day

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Twi's POV

That was the best night's sleep I've ever had! Speaking of, my bed is a lot less comfortable than this one. So how did Flick sleep on my bed if he's used to sleeping on this every night? Unless he didn't sleep. Oh well. I should wake up Spike so Flick can have some breakfast. I've made break- no, food before, and the smoke made Ambassador Smaug of the Dragon Nation have a coughing fit.

I walk into my room, having climbed up the stairs during my thought process. What I see there may be the scariest thing I have ever witnessed.

"So then the I say 'No, I won't marry you. For two reasons: One, I just met ya. And two, Your a dude!" Both spike and Flick fell into fits of laughter. "Spike! What are you and Flick doing up at-- What time is it any way?"

"Well, Twily, judging by the rising sun, and the lack of flying pegasi, I'd say around four-thirty A.M." That name. I absolutely hate that pet name. How did he even- no, never question Flick.

"Don't call me that. And secondly, Spike, what are you even doing up at four-thirty?! I can't pry you out of bed with three hooves, magic and a crowbar!"

"Trading stories. And it seems you young mares don't give spike here enough credit, Twily.  Plus it also seems that you all are big shots: The largest supplier of apples in Equestria, an amazing veterinarian, weather manager, elite dress maker, the best baker e ver, and a student of a Princess. Seriously, you guys deserve, like, either a parade or a team of scientists studying how such successful ponies are good friends. Oh and to answer your question as to why both him and me are awake. Well, I never fell asleep so I just started tinkering with something." He finished that long winded speech with a sheepish smile.

"That still doesn't explain how a certain drake is awake" I say with a hint of a question.

This time Spike replied. "Well Miss 'librarian', while he was 'tinkering', something blew up. Thus me being awake, and you can't say anything. You slept through the explosion that led to the neighbors calling the cops!" Wow. That is the only word that comes to mind. Wow.

"Somepony call a doctor! Twi's going to need some ointment for that burn!" Real mature, Flick. Real mature.

"Either way, Spike, please go make us some breakfast. I'm so hungry, my stomach is eating itself." Finally I can remember why I came up here. I could give Pinkie a run for her money in an eating contest right now.

"Actually, Twi, Flick wanted to make breakfast."

"Um...okay. Just nothing too strange." I say with a warning glare as I remembered the time spike made oatmeal with sapphires sprinkled in it and fed it to me.

"Okay" Flick said.

At that I went back to the bed fit for a goddess and slept until food could be shoved into my face.

Flick's PoV

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"Okay, Spike. How do you feel about pancakes and-- lets see here-- ah, orange juice?" It has been so long since I cooked a dece nt meal. I hope-- no-- I won't mess this up. "I mean, if that's not okay, then maybe fish-sticks and custard." Oh my Luna! I wonder which he'll choose!

"Uh, pancakes! Duh, what are you an--" Spike I seriously hope you remember who your talking to before you finish that sentence."--amazing  pony. Hehe. Smart move. You are really showing improvement over that conversation earlier.

"Alright, get me four eggs, two cups of milk-- you writing this down?-- cinnamon, apple preservatives, and any choice gem." His jaw dropped at the list I had given him. "Get to it!"

He'll learn. Eventually.

       Thirty Minutes Later

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"Annnnnnnnnnnd, done! Spike, get maple syrup, three forks, plates, and glasses. " Let's see just how amazing of a cook I am.

After he handed-- clawed?-- over the plates, I piled them high with either ruby or cinnamon apple pancakes. Making sure not to drop them, I put a dab of butter under each and every one with a nice hearty waterfall of syrup for each stack.

"Here's you choice ruby pancake stack, Spike. But hold on, we're waiting for the last member of the family." We waited ten seconds before I grew bored and proceeded to go drag Twi out of my bed.

"Now Twi, you have to get up. You have school in the morning" I said with a scolding tone as I carried her in my magical embrace to the dinning room. As I set her down at her spot, I was careful to position her head where it wouldn't crash into the flapjacks. I truly did try but no such luck as her pretty unicorn head-- did I really just think that?-- fell slap dab in the middle o f her breakfast.

"Come on, Twi stop playing with your food." I said with a fatherly tone as I took a ginormous bite of my glorious cooking.

"Uhhhhhhhh" came a reply from under a sea of syrup.

"Spike, get me a glass of milk and some hot sauce." I command, remembering a not-so-fond memory.

"Here ya go, Flick. Though I don't understand why you need that stuff." I didn't answer as I got a forkful of food and put a glob of sauce on it. Soon after the thing found its way onto Twi's tongue just before I tightly gripped her mouth as to keep her from spewing the terrible concoction out. Soon after she swallowed. Only then did I let her open to intake the milk as quickly as possible.

"Th-that was awful!" she screamed, loud enough to be heard in a nightclub the next town over.

"Well, you woke up, didn't you? Now go get cleaned up. I'll keep your food warm." Only then did she seem to notice the sweet smelling food and goo all over her and our plates. "Well, go on. Unless you are just so awe inspired by my beautiful face there is no need to be in here."

At that she ran upstairs to where I assume the restroom was located.

"This is delicious!" Came a shout from a certain dragon chowing down.

Another Thirty Minutes Later

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"That was the best meal I've had in ages! No offence, Spike." Glad to know I'm appreciated.

"So, Twi, does our contract allow me to go around the town, or am I stuck here?" Hopefully the good food will put me in her better judgment.

"Sure, you can take a walk. As long as you don't cause too much trouble." Wow, she learned how to do the scolding tone quick.

"Deal! Bye guys! See ya later!" I opened the door just in time to be the landing pad for three fast flying fillies that screamed something like 'Cutie Mark Crusaders; Arial Stunt Team, YAY!' Oh, and I blacked out again. I see many clichés and bruises in my future. Oh well. Allons-y!