Family in Equestria

Fucking bullshit,” my dad repeated. I looked at Celestia’s face, expecting to see a furious expression, but instead of furious, she looked highly amused,

“Are you sure about that?” She asked, I could hear the bemused tone in her voice,

“Yes.” My dad said, “the planet orbits the sun, and the moon orbits the planet. Whatever fairytale you are telling your subjects, it's a lie.”

“Is that so?” Celestia cocked an eyebrow, “perhaps you would like a demonstration, how about that?”

“I am 45 years old, I don’t think so, I know so. I know that you are lying,” Dad retorted. Celestia grinned,

“well I am 2374 years old. I have ruled over my subjects since I was barely 100 years old. Whatever you have seen, I have seen hundreds of. I have watched hundreds on generations gone to dust and I raised the sun for them all. I am Princess Celestia Sol, The Raiser of the Sun.”

“I have no proof of this apart from what you say, which could very well be lies,” Dad replied, adamant that he was correct.

“You should watch this, it's time for the sun to lower,”  Celestia said. My dad smirked, confident that he was going to see a normal sunset. I, of course, knew he wasn't.

Kevin was next to awaken, his body looked badly burned all over, as if someone or something had set him alight with flame. I can only hope it wasn't because he angered Celestia before my dad and I woke up. Mum wasn't in the room.

“son of a bitch, that faggot horse set me on fire,” he grumbled.

Dad looked around at him, expecting to see mum as well.

“Where is my wife?” He hissed angrily.

“I assume that was the female. She’s in the infirmary. In major shock,” Celestia said, “may I ask what happened?”

“Her whole religion broke down in front of her,” Kevin said, “she has every right to be in shock, but I’ll be damned if she actually stops believing it,”

“I see,” Celestia said, “we can see her right after I lower the sun,”

My dad narrowed his eyes,

“Alright,” he agreed. We walked to a balcony and Celestia closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Celestia closed her eyes in concentration, wings spreading and lifting her until she was hovering in the air, horn powered brightly up. The sun started to move and I looked at my dad, who was completely flabbergasted, but that's when a wave of fire hit my body.

And it burned.

The world was fire, everything was fire, all hail the fire.

And with fire, came pain.

Unbearable pain all over my body.

I heard Celestia gasp in horror, I couldn't open my eyes for the pain was too much. Eventually I gave into it and blacked out. The last thing I heard was my dad weakly utter one word,

“Incredible.”

,.,.,

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

maybe that whole go to Equestria was bullshit I made up in my mind.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-

Goddammit where’s the snooze? My hand flailed around of the edge of my bed, searching for my bloody alarm clock. My hand smacked against some sort of machine and I cried out in pain and shock,

“Ahh, son of a bitch, what was that?” I groaned.

I may have overshot my alarm clock and hit my bookcase. Either that or I’m in Equestria with my family. I really hope it's the former.

I reached out again, and once again hit the machine. I guess I am in Equestria then. My alarm clock was nowhere to be found, that beeping must be a heart monitor thing, whatever they’re called. I listened to what I could here:

“-pain of a second degree burn all around the body, but no physical damage has been discovered-”

“-somehow reacts badly to magic, healing magic included-”

“-scans say they are perfectly healthy, the only reason must be-”

“Call in an expert, I’ve never see-”

Well, from what I can hear, that all sounded delightful. I can't open my eyes, it's like they are glued together or something. I hope my family is okay, even Kevin. My stupid, bloody, bully of a brother, and I just hoped he was okay.

I groaned.

“Holy Celestia, he’s awake!” Shouted what I could only assume was a Doctor. “Give him a morphine shot, don't use magic, it would theoretically just make his pain worse!”

“Yes Doc!” Called someone else, who I could hear coming closer. I groaned and tried to move,

“Shh, it's okay,” she muttered soothingly, “everything's going to be fine, we’ll find out what’s wrong and heal you. You’ll be fine.”

I could only hope that was true.

,.,.,

“Wake up, human,” said a voice. I didn't listen, rolling over and slamming the pillow over my head.

“Human, you’ve been drugged out for 3 days, you need to get up,” the voice repeated.

“Don't want to,” I muttered.

“Human, up now. You have very important ponies to see,” the voice said. I grumbled and groaned some more. Waking up and getting out of bed is no average teen’s strong suit. That is the one of the only things Kevin and I have in common, we can never wake up easily.

Speaking of Kevin, I can hear him now,

“FUCK THAT SUN BITCH, FUCK YOU ALL, FUCK THIS FUCKING GAY RETARDED SHIT!”

Yep. Definitely Kevin.

I opened my eyes to be greeted with a popcorn style roof. I sat up on the edge of my bed, running a hand through my now greasy hair. I needed to shower badly.

I slowly stood, the pony I could assume was the doctor held out his hoof for me to hold on to and I took it. I walked s few steps, stumbled, and fell onto my arse.

I sighed. It's going to be a long day.