Upon arriving at the train station, I take notice of our mode of locomotion. Looking at the gaudy and unconventionally shaped train, I mentally jot down several improvements of the trains overall function immediately. Looking along the train, I recognizing a recurring theme. Scrunching my face up in disgust and poking my tongue, I tap on Rarity's leg. "Miss Rarity, why does this method of locomotion look like someone has thrown it into a pile of pink and heart shapes?"

"Oh, I don't know, darling. But I suspect it was because it looks marvelous." Rarity answers.

"It looks hideous."

"To each her own, I suppose."

"Come to think of it, the train DOES look a little... Tacky." Aberrant pipes up.

"Remind me why you're coming along again?"

"Because it's illegal to leave a minor unsupervised at a place of residence?"

"Very well."

"Also because I've been enrolled into the most prestigious school on the planet." Aberrant continues.

"I can think of seventeen." I say to no one in particular.

"Quiet, it's time to board." Rarity announces, ushering us towards the train.

"I am hungry, miss Rarity, when can I get some sustenance?" I ask, clutching my rumbling stomach.

"I'm sure there's a meal cart on the train. And I must say, you speak incredibly proper for one so young."

"My parents raised me right." I respond, with a thinly veiled insult.

"Then they must have been wonderful parents." Rarity says as she pushes me onto the train and follows behind me.

Looking around the interior of the train, I feel as though I will lose my lunch, if I had had any earlier today. Following after Rarity, Aberrant, and Sweetie Belle, I come to the cabin where we will be staying for the duration of the trip. Hopping up onto one of the seats, I look out the window, spying a large, ominous looking forest. Shrugging, I continue to look around the cabin, I see Sweetie Belle and Aberrant sitting on either side of Rarity, as she looks into a compact mirror and applies some eye shadow. A grumble in my stomach reminds me of my growing hunger, and I would rather not have to explain she bodies to the conductors at the next station, so I decide to ask Rarity for some food. "Miss Rarity, you said that there would be a meal cart on the train?"

"Yes I did, darling. What would you like me to get for you?" Rarity asks.

"I have no idea what they serve, so a menu."

"Hoho, that would be a good idea. Very well, I'll go retrieve four menus so we can have a lovely meal on our way to Canterlot." She says, standing up and exiting the room to gather some menus.

"So, do you know what a dofu is?" Aberrant asks once Rarity is presumably out of earshot.

"No, I do not know what a 'dofu' is. Who do you ask?"

"Oh, well, a dofu is the name of magically hatched dragons. The magic causes a split in the embryo in the egg and both an Eliatrope and a dragon are hatched. Though it doesn't happen often, as you've probably noticed most ponies have called you a dofu instead of an eliatrope." Aberrant elaborates.

"I am not an Eliatrope." I respond, causing him to recoil in shock.

"Of course you are. You look exactly like one!"

"I am not."

"I'll prove it." He says, lunging towards me and parting my hair with his hands. "W-what?! Where are your wings?" He balks, hopping back into his seat in horror.

"I have no wings."

"Bu-bu-bu-but how?" He mutters, lost in his own train of thought, which Sweetie Belle uses to her advantage as she speaks up.

"So, if you're not an eliatrope, what are you?"

"I am a human."

"A human? Never heard of them." She says.

"That is because I am likely not of this world."

"Wow! Does that mean you're an alien?" She asks excitedly.

"Possibly. Though I could be here due to a thaumic spacial dissonance tear effect causing a platform hole in the fabric of space-time that rent a fissure in the aether between your world and mine, though in order for that to have worked to bring me here, I would needed to have been in the midst of a teleposition spell." I theorize out loud, not noticing the looks on the pairs faces. "Are you two alright?" I say upon taking sight of their faces.

"Grableflargledrangledo." Is all the response I get from Sweetie Belle as her head lolls around and drool drips from her mouth.

"Uhhhhh." Is the only sound uttering from Aberrants mouth as he sits in place staring off into nothingness.

"My explanation was not that complex, even a juvenile of the Academy would be able to understand it." I say, crossing my arms at the twos braindead stupor. At that moment, Rarity reenters the cabin with four menus in hand.

"Oh my, what happened?" She asks, snapping her fingers in front of the pair to break them out of their stupors.

"Huh? Wha? Huh?" The duo spout intelligently as they regain their mental faculties.

"I asked what caused you to act like that." Rarity reiterates.

"I. I can't remember, can you Sweetie?" Aberrant says, rubbing his head in thought.

"Neither can I." Sweetie Belle answers, equally perplexed.

"Ah well, I'm sure you were thinking of all the lovely foods on offer at the trains dining car." Rarity says, handing us each a menu. Qith a quick look, I decide what I want.

"I will have three milkshakes, nineteen cupcakes, a chocolate and strawberry cake, two dozen creme rolls, and a veggie burger." I order, to the doubtful look of Rarity.

"I'm not sure that's healthy."

"I know, that is why I added a veggie burger."

"Very well then. By Celestia she's like another Pinkie Pie." She mutters under her breath as she takes the others orders and exits once again to get our food.

"What are you two going to be learning at this school for the gifted?" I ask.

"I'm going to be learning sewing, painting, drama, magic, and singing." Sweetie Belle declares proudly.

"And I'm going to be learning Archery, fencing, alchemy, chemistry, and advanced mathematics." Aberrant says modestly.

"Those seem rather tame subjects. I applaud you on knowing your limits." I say, sarcastically clapping.

"Oh yeah, well, what would you study if you were enrolled, hmm?" Aberrant shoots back.

"Everything." I reply, causing him to grunt in exasperation.

"You can't study everything, it's impossible." He triumphantly states.

"Then I shall study everything that I can." I say.

"That's if you were enrolled at the school." Aberrant smiles at his victory. At that moment Rarity returns once again.

"I've got our meals, darlings. And I also contacted Twilight about Amena. She said she'd see about getting her enrolled in Celestia's School for the Gifted so she can keep a close eye on her in case she remembers anything." Rarity says, placing our food on the orderees respective lap. I eagerly look upon my plate to begin my feast, only to discover a distinct lack of confectionary goods, and only one milkshake. Looking up at Rarity and back down at my plate for several minutes, my brain finally kicks into gear. With a colossal inhale that shakes the train with its force, I utter one phrase.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CUPCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I bellow, tearing the windows from their frames and cracking the woodwork in every cabin on the train. Outside several trees collapse whilst many more lose all their leaves and any fruits they were bearing.

After finally clearing the ringing from her ears, Rarity speaks up. "Language! I thought you said your parents raised you proper!" She rages.

"You got my order wrong. All I see here are deep fried straw and a veggie burger." I say menacingly.

"A young lady such as yourself must keep her figure, and such quantities of sugary treats would surely have ruined your figure." She says haughtily, missing the look I shoot her, literally melting a hole in the wall behind her.

"I do not like you, Rarity." I say, dropping the miss entirely.

"Don't worry, soon you'll learn that what I did was what was best for you, and you will come to thank me." She says with a smile.

"May I have some of the parchment in your bag and a quill and ink from your bag, Aberrant." I ask politely.

"O-kay?" He says, handing me the items I requested.

"What are those for?" Rarity asks.

"I'm going to draw a picture," I say as I dip the quill into the ink and begin drawing a series of lines. As I draw my picture, Sweetie Belle and Aberrant begin talking to each other

"Wow, does she have a set of lungs on her or what?" Aberrant questions Sweetie Belle.

"Yeah, I didn't know anypony would yell so loudly other than Princess Luna." Sweetie Belle says in agreement. "Though I don't know why she yelled like that, they're only cupcakes." She continues, she then hears an echo on the wind.

"Cupcakes are the food of the gods!" The voice says those words causes Sweetie Belle to freeze.

"Forgot Pinkie loves cupcakes?"

"Forgot Pinkie loves cupcakes."

"Hmm, so how'd you get into Celestia's School for the Gifted?" Aberrant asks.

"Rarity signed me up when I asked if I could go to a school to learn to sew, she was so happy. How'd you get into CSFTG?"

"Twilight enrolled me when the petition to admit non-Equestrians to Equestrian schools passed. She let me pick what classes I wanted to take, which was considerate of her. I thought she would've enrolled me in all the science classes they have." He says, causing Sweetie Belle to giggle.

"Oh, I just remembered. Amena, Twilight is going to meet us at the train station in Canterlot to help you choose which classes you want to take." Rarity says, not receiving an answer from me, as I am too busy perfectly transcribing a curse rune from memory to pay attention to her. "Uh, Amena, darling? Oh never mind, I'll tell her again when we reach Canterlot."

"Attention passengers, we'll be arriving at Canterlot station in ten minutes, gather your belonging and get ready to depart." A male voice calls over the trains PA system.

"Come along Sweetie, gather your things and get ready to say hi to Twilight. The same goes for you as well, Aberrant, and Amena.

"Okay!" Aberrant and Sweetie Belle chime as they grab their personal effects. I just continue drawing, adding a triple layered Geas to the already unstoppable curse I was preparing.

I am roused from double checking the rune work on my curse by a loud screeching sound. Looking up, I notice Rarity, Sweetie Belle, and Aberrant standing up with their belongings. Quickly blowing on the ink on my piece of parchment I stand up and get ready to follow them.

"Alright, remember to be on your best behaviors, and to be polite to Twilight when you meet her, okay?" Rarity instructs.

"I've lived with her my whole life, I think I know how to act around her." Aberrant states.

"I wasn't talking to you, darling. I was talking to Amena." She says, looking at me.

"Very well, I shall be on my best behavior." I say.

"Okay, follow me then." Rarity says, gesturing to us to follow her.

As I walk out of the train I take my first look at the city of Canterlot. I take in the lame sights of the capital city. I observe that most of the building are made of marble, with golden inlays on tiled roofs. Further on, I see towering mansions and a multi-tiered platform system that separates the wealthy from the poor. I then see a large throng of ponies crowding around a rudimentary market, lacking even basic refrigeration for their produce. Turning my gaze to the train station itself, I notice an oddly giddy puple pony with wings and a horn. As the group nears her, she waves, the gesture being returned by all but I.

"Hello, Twilight." Rarity says, hugging Twilight who reciprocates.

"Hi Rarity, so, is Aberrant with you?" She asks.

"Yes, so is Sweetie Belle, and the dofu she and her friends found in the Everfree."

"It's an Eliatrope, actually, and How has she been?"

"She was surprisingly unphased by whatever trauma caused her to lose her memories, though that is to be expected. She DID lose her memories after all. Though on the train ride here, she threw a tantrum because I didn't get her any cupcakes with her meal on the train."Rarity explains.

"You call THAT a tantrum, she caused thousands of bits of damage to the train!" Aberrant exclaims.

"What?! How could one little eliatrope cause several thousand bits of damage?" Twilight shouts, unbelieving of what she just heard.

"She shouted, darling. She shouted with enough force that the windows flew out of their frames intact."

"... I need to study her." Twilight says, getting a devious glint in her eyes.

"I don't think you'd want to do that, if she can cause this level of damage," At this Rarity points towards the windowless and cracked train," Because somepony didn't give her a cupcake, imagine the level of destruction she could cause if somepony tried to run experiments on her." Rarity extrapolates, causing Twilight to shudder at the thought.

"On second thought, I'll just help her regain her memory." Twilight cedes.

"I have not lost my memory, it is perfectly intact." I say, being completely ignored by Twilight and Rarity.

"Well, I leave you two in Twilight's capable hands, come along Sweetie Belle, let's get you settled into my Canterlot Apartment." Rarity says, ushering Sweetie Belle away.

"Well then, how would you like to stay with me, Spike, and Aberrant?" Twilight asks me.

"If I cared less, it would cause a well of negative careness that would collapse all the cares in the universe into itself, and leave everyone careless being of impulse." I say, causing confusion amongst the two.

"So, is that a yes?" Twilight finally pipes up.

"Yes. It is a yes." I say, sighing as my witty retort is lost on the plebeians in front of me.

"Okay then, let's head off to meet up with spike." Twilight says.

Upon arrival at Twilights supposed place of residence, I am met with one of my oldest foes: Stairs. Steeling myself, I ready to begin the hellish trek up the flight of stairs to reach my goal at the top. Taking a deep breath and squaring my shoulders, I take my first step on the journey upwards, and immediately slip and fall to the ground. The sound of my impact with the ground causes Twilight to look behind her in curiosity, only to see me sitting on my butt at the bottom of the marble staircase of doom.

"Oh, are you alright?" She asks, descending the stairs with a level of ease bordering on arogant.

"I am fine. It is that stairs and I have a long rivalry." I say, standing up and preparing myself to once again, ascend the hell spawn.

"I can carry you up if you have trouble with stairs." Twilight offers.

"I accept your offer." I say, standing up and readying myself to be picked up by Twilight. Instead I feel myself being surrounded in a field of intangible energy. Looking unamusedly at Twilight, I begin floating up the stairs at the behest of her magic. Once her magic dissipates, I find myself on the top landing of the spiraling staircase. Before me is a large oaken door with curving golden inlays. I take in the artistry for exactly one point seven six two seconds, before it is rudely wrenched from my sight by an unseen entity flinging the doors open. Grunting in annoyance, I take sight of the entity that opened the doors, beholding a small, pudgy, purple and green dragon, sans the wings.Taking the liberty of free will, I begin walking through the doors, only to be halted by a purple hand.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going, hot stuff?" The dragon says, in what I suspect was meant to be a suave tone of voice.

"Move, I seek entry to this place of residence." I state, moving to push past him, once again being stopped.

"Sorry, I can't let you in unless Twilight says so." The dragon says, grinning.

"You can let her in, Spike." Twilight calls out from the inside of the building, half down what I clearly see is a staircase.

"Okay, Twilight!" Spike calls back, moving out of the way. "So, you got a sister?" He asks as he accompanies me to the stairs.

"If I did I woul-" I begin, as I set foot on the stairs, immediately losing my balance and tumbling down all twenty six stairs, all the way into a large stack of books and a precariously placed bookshelf, which topples upon me as one of the books disturbs its delicate balance. Groaning, once again, in annoyance, I feel the bookshelf being lifted off me, and the books are cleared away by two pairs of deft hands.

"Are you alright?" Twilight worriedly asks, readying what I can casually identify as a medical spell.

"I am perfectly fine." I state as I brush some dust off myself.

"When you said you and stairs had a rivalry, I taught you were brushing off slipping in a puddle." Aberrant chimes in as he helps me up. "And I must say, you're one hell of a resilient girl." He continues, patting me on the back in the process.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?" Twilight asks again, not dispelling her spell.

"A four ton bookcase can do me no harm." I say, brushing off an event that would have left a lesser being permanently crippled.

"If you say so." She replies dubiously. "But still, You'd best head to bed, I'll be accompanying the three of you to CSFTG tomorrow to help you settle in and, in the case of Amena, choose which courses you'd like to study." Twilight says, cleaning up the piles of books in the process.

"Uh, where's Amena gonna sleep? There's only three beds." Spike asks, causing Twilight to act as if suddenly struck in the head.

"Oh, I guess I forgot, I guess she can sleep with me for the night, since I doubt you two would be up to sharing a bed." She says, coming up with a solution in a matter of seconds.

"That seems fair, just don't keep her up at night with your incessant studying." Aberrant says, causing both him and Spike to chuckle.

"Brush your teeth and then get to bed, you two. I have to talk to Amena about something in private." Twilight says with a light scowl, ushering the two out of the room. As the two leave the room in the direction of what I can only assume is an oral hygiene facility, Twilight crouches down and places her hands on my shoulders, staring at me intently. "Amean, you know that if anypony has ever done you harm, you can tell me without any fear of negative repercussions." She says with a light smile.

"I have never had undue harm done unto myself. And the only being getting even remotely close to harming me in any way was a lust demon." I say, attempting to negate whatever feeling she is having.

"L-lust demon?!" She loudly whispers. "No wonder you act the way you do, the mental scarring an encounter with one of them must have on the mind of one as young as you must be unthinkable." She says, clutching me in a tight hug.

"HIt got nowhere near to me, Eldren caught him in a caging curse and skinned it alive, and then he turned it's skin into a full body suit, of which he dressed it up in, before sewing it onto it's exposed muscle, and then inflicting a geas of eternal torment on it, before casting it unto the fires of purity." I explain to an increasingly disturbed looking Twilight.

"This Eldren must have really cared for you. Is he someone close to you that you've lost recently?"

"Yes."

"The trauma of losing a loved one can be terrible on the mind of a little filly. Come here!" She says, leaning forwards for another hug, of which I swiftly dodge, causing her to fall forwards and smack her face on the floor. Much to my amusement. As she sitting up, rubbing her muzzle, Spike and Aberrant come back into the room and show of a toothy smile for her to inspect. "Your teeth are spotless as ever, now get to bed, you've got to get up early tomorrow." She says, clapping her hands to strike the two into motion. She then takes my hand and leads me down a hallway towards a large room with a massive bed in it.

"Okay, this is were you'll be spending the night." She says as she steps behind a privacy screen and tosses her clothes over it. I hear the ruffling of some clothes before she steps out clothed in a pair of pajamas. "Hmm, you don't have any PJ's. I guess I can ask Rarity to make you some after school tomorrow." She says, tossing back the covers and getting into bed. With a shrug I begin pealing off my clothes as I walk towards the opposite side of the bed, only to feel myself halted by a field of constricting energy. "Why are you stripping?" She awkwardly asks me.

"I am getting ready for bed." I state, taking her momentary confusion and using it to my fullest, quickly throwing off my dress and leaping towards the bed, whereupon I land perfectly and begin snuggling under the covers.

"Oh, I thought you were going to get completely naked." She says, blushing lightly at her own thoughts.

"Sleeping in the nude is not a wise decision, least of all because should a bandit break in, they'll view you as an easy target." I say, curling up and pretending to fall asleep, leaving Twilight to fall asleep with my little tidbit of information on her brain. After I hear the sound of rhythmic breathing coming from all the occupants of the house, I slip out of bed and into the main room, which I begin scanning for any book titles that catch my eye. I spot a book labelled Daring Doo and the Jaguars of Cthuztl Peak. With a piqued interest, I levitate myself up to the shelf it rest upon and take it. I settle down in a chair, book in hand, and baked goodies pilfered from a bakery down the street. I then begin reading the book whilst snacking upon delectable cupcakes.

Several hours later, I found myself roused from my reading induced frenzy to the sound of a cough. Looking up, I spot Aberrant standing in front of me in a pair of boxers and a red blush tinting his cheeks. I realise I have forgotten to replace my clothes from the night before, but I shrug internally and address the barely clad prepubescent in the room, that is not I. "Do you want something?" I ask, catching him off guard.

"I was just wondering why you're sitting in the library reading Daring Doo books in your panties?" He asks.

"I woke up early, and decided to find something to entertain myself. I deemed clothing myself unnecessary as I was the only conscious occupant of this domicile." I elaborate, causing him to blush slightly deeper.

"O-oh. Well, mind if I join you?" He asks sheepishly. I see no problems with him reading along with myself, and so nod in approval. Walking over to the chair I'm sitting in and sitting down next to me, I see him become visibly shocked as he takes a proper look at the book I am reading. "How long have you been up for?" He asks disbelievingly.

Thinking Quickly, I say the first random number that comes to mind. "Twenty minutes."

"You read the first sixteen Daring Doo books in twenty minutes?" He asks me in a dead pan.

"*Sigh* Very well, I did not partake of a slumber last night, as it was unnecessary." State, causing him to roll his eyes.

"Rrrrright, everypony knows you need to sleep at some point. Did you honestly expect me to believe that you never went to bed last night?" He says, looking at me incredulously.

"Yes." I say, not even looking at him as I turn to the next page.

"Okay, I buy that. Say, do you want me to make you something to eat?" He asks." I mean, I'm no master chef like spike, but I can whip up some mean waffles." He continues gleefully.

"I accept, I will have seventeen waffles covered in honey syrup and a large grape and orange milkshake." I order, turning the page yet again.

"Okay, that may take sometime. I suggest you get dressed or something before Twilight gets up." He says, making his way to the kitchen.

"Then would it not be equally wise of you to clothe yourself before she awakes as well?" I ask. Aberrant is about to reply but he is preemptively cut off by Twilight.

"Why are you two almost completely naked in the library?" She asks with barely veiled venom.

"I always wear my boxers around the house when I get up in the mornings." Aberrant says, earning him a nod. "But why were you in the same room as a nearly naked little girl?" She asks again, with venom seeping through her veil.

"Uuuh, a-bu-I-uh!" He stammers. Deciding to not be needlessly antagonist for a bit, I defend him.

"I was in here before he was, he merely walked in, and inquired as to my state of undress. Upon explanation, he offered to provide me with morning sustenance, of which I accepted." I explain, causing Twilight to lose the edge to her argument.

"So, you weren't engaging in indecent acts?" She asks, narrowly dodging the stack of Daring Doo novels I throw at her.

"I would never engage in such acts with one I have known for less than two centuries." I growl, causing Twilight to cower slightly.

"O-okay, I'll remember not to think that way again." She whimpers, scuttling into the kitchen once I have averted my gaze from her.

I stand up and walk into Twilights room and retrieve my clothes. I lift the hem of my dress above my head and release my grip on it, causing it to effortlessly slide onto my form whilst I maneuver my arms through the sleeves. Grabbing my belt, I clip it around my waist. I then decide to forgo my sword and unclip my holster from my belt, as I decide that going around wielding Eldridge items of unfathomable power is not a wise thing to do on your first day at an educational institute. Walking out of the room, I detect the smell of cooking waffles, and make haste to the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, I spy Twilight, Spike, and Aberrant witting around a table with stacks of waffles in front of them. I also take notice of an empty chair with seventeen waffles liberally slathered in honey syrup with a milkshake next to it.

Moving so fast as to seem to have teleported to the chair, I gleefully reach towards the knife and fork set on either side of the plate. Grabbing them, I immediately throw them at the sink and devour the entire stake like a snake, earning me looks of horror from the others at the table. Swallowing audibly, I address them. "What?"

"She's like another Pinkie Pie." Spike fearfully gulps.

"Word of her must never make it to Pinkie, lest Equestria face a famine of disproportionate levels because they engaged in an eating contest." Twilight says, staring at me wide eyed.

"I have not eaten since yesterday, and was feeling particularly peckish." I say, grabbing my milkshake and gulping it down in one go.

"I'll stop by the bakery and pick you up twelve dozen cupcakes and a loaf of shortbread for lunch." Twilight says with a look bordering on dead in her eyes.

"I don't think shortbread comes in loafs." Aberrant says, having recovered almost immediately from the shock of my eating habit.

"Then I'll request a loaf." Twilight says, finishing off her waffles and exiting the kitchen.

"So, what's with that belt I've seen you wear whenever you're fully clothed?" Aberrant asks, gesturing at my belt.

"It contains many things I might find to be of use in the many pouches, it also makes a great carrying device for my bag of holding." I say, petting my belt lovingly.

"That is in no way creepy."

"Agreed." Spike concurs in agreement.

Thirty minutes later, and I am outside a bakery waiting upon Twilight as she purchases me a large quantity of baked goods. She soon steps out of the the bakery with a large bag in hand. Move to step towards her, only to see her not paying attention. I continue forwards anyway and poke her in the ribs, getting her attention rather rapidly. "Sorry about that, I was wondering how to carry of all of this to the school and store it until lunch." She says, idly scratching her head in thought.

"You can put them in my bag." I say, reaching to grab the baked goods from her hands.

"How?" She asks curiously.

"Like this." I say as grab the food and place it all in my bag of holding, much her scholarly orgasmic delight*

"Wow! I must study your bag sometime!" She gleefully states, jumping for joy. Only to be shot down by my dead pan glare. "O=or I could not." She sheepishly says.

"Come on Twi, we'll be late for school!" Spike says as he and Aberrant begin tugging Twilight towards the school.

"Oh, right!" She says, slapping herself in the head whilst simultaneously crossing buy baked goods for Amena's lunch off a checklist with her magic. At this we set off for the school, Spike and Aberrant with child-like glee and Twilight with scholastic intentions. I stare at them distastefully, dreading the sub-par education their school will provide me with. After all, when you know nine tens of the universe secrets, what can a simple school teach you?

I stare in mild interest at the large ornate structure in front of me. I look about the large white brick and painted gold structure to take in pointless and ultimately distracting stain-glass windows, flashy golden inlay-ed pillars that catch the light in such a way as to blind anyone unfortunate to be looking outside during class hours. All along the path leading up to the school itself are large oak trees. I continue trekking up the white stone pathway to the school as I listen to Twilight tell me about the various courses the school offers, listing off all the subjects I likely know more about than the teachers as I go.

"And that brings me to the athletic," She says with mild disgust, "Courses. CSFTG offers courses in various martial arts, fencing, archery, hoofball, track, cross-country, javelin, shot put, and long jump. Though judging by your muscle tone, I doubt you'll be signing up for any of those." She says as she glances at my, to the unknowing, weak looking muscles.

"I shall sign up for all the martial arts, fencing, and archery for the athletics courses." I state. "I will also take runology, arcanic studies, thaumic field manipulation, chemistry, alchemy, physics, engineering, and theoretical mechanics." I finish, listing off the courses I have deemed my knowledge as less than acceptable in.

"All of those magic courses you chose are unicorns only..." Twilight begins, only to break off at the look on my face. Quickly looking elsewhere, lest she get diabetes, she caves. "Fine, I'll sign you up for those courses." At this, we continue our walk into the main building, where we are met by the schools principle.

"Hello there, young ones, I hope you're ready to learn about all the exciting things you'll be studying here!" He says with a well trained false smile on his muzzle.

"Yes!" Spike and Aberrant cheer, overshadowing my disinterested 'meh'.

"Alright, then I'll have my assistant here take you to your classes and give you your lesson plans." He says, gesturing a unicorn over who then leads Aberrant and Spike off down a corridor. "Now then, onto our unexpected new pupil. Due to your sudden last minute sign up, you won't be able to pick what courses you want. Rather, we'll test you in everything we teach here and place you in the ten courses you do the best in." He says, smiling falsely at me.

"Then lead the way, oh obviously unenthused principal." I state, gesturing him to lead the way. My stating my knowledge of his false smile causes him to flinch slightly.

"Well, come along then, wouldn't want to keep professor Twilight Sparkle from her class, would we?" He asks as he places a hand on my shoulder and leads off down another corridor.Upon arriving at what looks like an extensive testing area, the principal speaks up. "Alright, here is where will test all your knowledge in the academia, outside we have prepared all our athletics courses for you to test yourself upon. And upon completion, we shall have all our performing arts courses tests set up in here."

"I will not be partaking in any of the performing arts courses." I state blandly, causing him to chuckle.

"You speak as though you get a choice in your classes." He continues chuckling, closing his eyes to wipe away a metaphorical tear. As he reopens them, he finds himself mere millimetres away from my soul destroying stare.

"I. Will not. Take. Any. Performing arts. Courses." I say, iterating with an increase in my glares intensity. Upon finishing my sentence, he nods frantically, before blinking and seeing me in my original spot. "Good, then let us get my testing under way, shall we?" He nods dumbly as he points me to the desk with large stacks of paper on it.

"You have six hours to fill in as much of the coursework there as you can. I will be back after I take a shower and a shot of gin." He says, walking out of the room with a hollow gait to his step.

After six hours of slowing myself to a crawl to make look as if I actually have to mull over the questions, I feel my stomach rumble. Clenching my stomach in slight agony, the Principal steps forward, looking around him frantically, looking around for some form of monster. As he gets nearer, I begin to re-stack all the coursework into a neat, categorized pile. He reaches me as I am putting away the quill and ink.

"Your six hours are up, you have one hour to eat lunch, and then it's on to your athletics tests. I have also decided to omit preforming arts tests as you clearly lack the tact required to pull any of them off." He says, picking up the paper in his magic and walking off, stepping to the side as Aberrant and Spike enter, accompanied by Twilight.

"Hi, Amena!" Aberrant shouts in greeting as the trio near me.

"Hello." I respond, pulling my bag off my belt and placing it in front of me.

"We thought you might like to go enjoy lunch with the other fillies and colts at the school. Wouldn't that be nice?" Twilight asks, not-so-subtly trying to usher me outside.

"I am fine here." I respond, preparing to remove my lunch from my bag.

"Well you have no choice!" Twilight says with a happy tone in her voice as I find myself encompassed in purple light. The light disperses, and I find myself under an oak tree with Spike, Aberrant, and Twilight. "Sombra should be here." I hear Twilight muttering under her breath, though to me and my vampiric hearing, it is crystal clear.

"T-Twilight!" An obviously terrified voice calls out, prompting me to look in its direction. I look upon what I can only describe as all the bad OCs mashed together in a blender. In my sight is a slender, all black colt with red, green, and orange eyes with dark purple smoke coming off them sitting on the grass.

"Hi, Sombra, how're you finding learning about the wonders of Friendship?" Twilight asks him.

"I-I-I'm finding learning about friendship is an exhilarating experience and I couldn't wish to be learning anything better!" He kiss-asses, prompting a giggle from me. At my giggle, Twilight looks at me with concern, whereas Aberrant, Spike, and Sombra look at me with confusion.

"Why did you just giggle?" Sombra asks, breaking the silence.

"I cannot help myself. Whenever I see someone failing miserably, I find it amusing.

"Amena! How could you say such things?" Twilight exclaims in a scolding tone of voice.

"With ease and years of practice." I mischievously state. "Now, on with lunch!" I shout, pulling out the large bag of baked goods from my bag.

"I thought only unicorns could do magic!" Sombra whispers in awe.

"It is an enchanted bag. Now, I shall dine on my lunch. You can go do whatever it is ponies do." I say, unwrapping all the food and preparing to eat.

"C-can I have some?" Sombra asks tentatively.

"FIND YOUR OWN, FLESH!" I suddenly say in a deep, menacing undertone as my fangs begin to show.

"Not big on sharing. Good to know." Sombra says, before immediately running full pelt in the opposite direction of me.

"You know, it's not nice to be selfish-And you've already eaten it all." Twilight sighs exasperatedly. "I have a feeling you're going to be a handful." She mutters, once again crystal clear to me.

I look upon the various zones set before me, looking on at all the various physical trials I must go through before the day is through. Looking at the zones set out for martial arts and hoofball, I notice a group of ponies in uniforms standing around them. With a shrug, I set off towards the zone marked with a one. Upon arrival, I she a rack with various javelins arrayed upon it. "First up is Javelin toss. Let's see how far your scrawny muscles can toss a javelin." A smug looking earth pony says. I walk towards the javelin rack and grab a javelin at random. Walking towards a white line, I rear back to toss, hearing an impressed whistle from behind. "I can see you've got the technique down, but do you have the strength to pull it off?" With a grunt of disapproval, I launch my arm forwards, throwing the javelin a measly three hundred metres. I could have done better. I hear a gasp of surprise behind me and I turn around to see the earth pony with a look of shock on her face.

"Amazing, you appear to have on-par with your average earth pony, remarkable!" She says. "Now, onto your next test, archery." With this she leads me over to a zone with a series of targets on tracks set at various hundred metre intervals. "Let's see how well you do here." She says with interest. Grabbing a quiver and a compound bow, I once again approach a white line. Taking in a deep breath, time seems to slow down as I sight my targets and notch an arrow. Pulling it back to my cheek, I loose the arrow, immediately drawing another and loosing it. I repeat this process until I run out of arrows. To me it took all of twelve seconds. To the coach, it took less than a second. "Top marks in archery! Hay, you even hit the target way at the back, just out of reach for your bow." She says, singing praise. "Onto fencing." As I arrive at fencing zone, I behold a pony in bizarre attire.

"Greetings, fair maiden. I am prince Luscious, son of Prince Blueblood. It would be my pleasure to face one as fair as thee in the arena, as it were." I will crush him body and soul. Grabbing a sword and taking stance, I ignore the protests of the others present and take a stance.

"En garde!" I command, prompting him to lunge forward. I spin his blade out of his hand with contemptuous ease and score four hits to his torso in rapid succession, causing him to fall over in surprise.

"I demand a do-over!" Luscious demands from his position on the ground.

"No do-overs in real life." I say victoriously, sauntering my way over to the next zone.

A full hour later finds me situated in front of the schools principle near early afternoon. With a look of Disbelief on his muzzle, he clears his throat whilst sorting a sieve of papers on the desk in front of him. Acknowledging that he has run out of procastinationary endeavors, he turns to me.with a look of annoyance in his eyes. "Due to your outstanding scores in every test you were put through, it has thus become my decision to allow you to choose the courses you'd like to take." He says in a begrudging tone.

"All the martial arts, fencing, archery, runology, arcanic studies, thaumic field manipulation, chemistry, alchemy, physics, engineering, and theoretical mechanics." I list off instantly.

"Very well, I will slot you into those classes for tomorrow onwards, have a pleasant day, Miss Winterfall." He says with a sigh of defeat. "Professor Twilight, Spike, and Aberrant won't be finished for another three hours, I do hope you have ways to occupy your time until then?" He asks.

"I can wander around the city for a while and sort out good places to shop and to sell items." I say, turning around on my heel and marching off the school premises. "Tell Twilight, Spike, and Aberrant I'll meet them at their place of residence!" I call out to him as I near the gates. Continuing my walk, I notice a series of strange looks directed at me from passersby. Shrugging them off, I continue trekking around the city, committing everything to an infallible mental map. I am then hit by a delectable smell, a smell almost on par for half the delectability of Elven Sweetcakes. Following the scent, I come across a store called Doughnut Joe's Doughnut Emporium. Entering with a watering mouth, I walk up to the counter to a surprised stallion. "How much are your doughnuts?" I demand, causing him to gulp slightly.

"Twelve bits per dozen, two bits for one." He states nervously.

"Do you know of a metals pawn nearby?" I ask, causing him to change his look from nervous to skeptical.

"Why?"

"I have none of these 'bits', but I do have considerable quantities of precious metals. As such, I will pawn them off for sums of these 'bits' and return here to purchase some of these doughnuts." I explain, causing him to gain an understanding look.

"There's one down the block and to your left." He says, blinking for but the split second afterwards before stumbling in shock as I am no longer in front of him. Rubbing his eyes with a free hand, he blinks several times more, and upon the final blink I am back in front of him with a large sack of bits.

"I would like to purchase three dozen doughnuts, please." I say, causing the already creeped out stallion to whimper slightly.

"R-right away!" He says, sub-consciously snapping off a salute as he hurries about collecting doughnuts. I rub my belly at the prospect of three dozen doughnuts all to myself. I look back up to see the stallion standing with three boxes on the counter in front of him. "Three dozen doughnuts, as ordered, ma'am!" He says in an almost military way. Deciding to play with him a bit, I decide to reply in a pre-cataclysm language.

"Danke." I smile as I hand over thirty six bits and grab my doughnuts, heading over to a nearby milkshake parlor. I enter to the looks of weirded out mares and stallions looking at me. I walk up to the counter and place the doughnuts down next to me and address the cashier. "One Gloomberry milkshake, please." I ask.

"Gloomberries have been extinct for thirty years." The cashier states in a monotone. I growl slightly at his information on the lack of the best berry in this land.

"Very well, I shall have a vanilla strawberry milkshake."

"That'll be four bits, and shouldn't you be in school?" The cashier asks while placing my order. I hand him four bits before replying.

"I am starting tomorrow. Until then I have the rest of the day free, and shall use it learning the lay of the land." I say, taking my milkshake off him and walking over to an empty booth. I sit down upon arrival, and begin digging into my doughnuts, an act which is stopped by six presences crowding around me.

"Well, well, well. Lookie here boys, we've got ourselves a pampered pet. What's say we teach it not to go out in public without its master?" A red colt with a jet black mane arrogantly spouts, earning him a chorus of agreements. The colt reaches towards my boxes of doughnuts, only to find me blocking his hand with my forearm. "Hey, what gives? You should know your place, you worthless pet!" He growls, backing up and pulling a switchblade on me. I finish chewing and then swallow before responding.

"I am nobody's pet, and should you call me such again, I will not be held accountable for my actions." I say in a cheery tone, accented with a light giggle.

"We're not'a 'fraid a you!" The lead colt says. "Pet." He finishes, not noticing me eyes slowly filling with a black mist.

"I told you not to call me pet, worm." I growl in a voice of a thousand voices, each adding more venom and malevolence than the last.

"Heh, what're ya gonna do, pet?" The colt arrogantly continues, not noticing the strategic withdrawal of his companions.

"I am going to Complain to your mother." I say, suddenly dropping the legion voice as a tall unicorn mare waltzes up behind the colt.

"Neighdrew, what have I told you about picking on eliatropes?" She says menacing, causing the colt to audibly gulp.

"I-I-I'm sorreh momma! P-please don't spank me!" The colt cries out, earning him no sympathy.

"When we get home, I'm gonna break out the paddle and beat ya senseless, you spoilt brat." She hisses, grabbing him by the ear roughly. "I'm truly sorreh for ma sons behaviour, he won't be doin' he again anytime soon, I can assure ya of that." The mare says in an unidentifiable accent.

"Thank you kindly, miss." I say politely. Before resuming my doughnut feast, obliterating an entire box in one mouthful.

"Ya remind of this Pinkeh mare I met awhila 'go in a town called Ponyville, I might intraduce ya to her if I ever met ya again." She says kindly, dragging her son away with her by the ear, his cries of pain masking my snicker of pure evil.

~End of Part One~

Author's Note

Decided to make this one a two parter, what with it's current word count no doubt being highly excessive. Also it's nearly 4 am and I have one hell of a cough.