After another session with Nyx practicing her dream abilities (she managed to change the color of the sky to a natural blue, still working on the zombies, and again dealing with the in-dream wedding between me and Fluttershy), it was time for Nyx and I to get ready for the day. While Fluttershy was making breakfast, we were getting dressed... well, Nyx was getting dressed, I was testing different outfits using my shapeshifting powers. We decided to do a quick review of what Nyx would tell her classmates. "So Nyx, what is your cover story?"

"My name is Nyx and I'm ten years old. I was adopted two years ago by my father and we've been traveling across Equestria."

"Good. Let's get going." After putting her backpack on, Nyx and I left for school.

Eventually, we had reached the front door earlier than what we expected and I knelt down to Nyx and asked, "do you have your lunch?"

"Yes."

"Notebook?"

"Yes."

"Pencil?"

"Yes."

"Good. And what is your goal for today?"

"Make friends."

"Good girl. Now, can you give your father some sugar?"

"Sure," she giggled and gave me a hug.

Once I saw her disappear behind the door, I went to Sweet Apple Acres.

Luckily, I found the stallion that I was looking for at the front gate fixing a tractor. "Noble, I need to ask for a favor."

He spoke without turning around, "Braveheart, you already did so much for mah family, all you have to do is ask."

"Okay, I would like to skip work today."

Noble then stopped, turned around with a raised eyebrow and asked, "why would you want to miss work?"

"I want to spy on my daughter during her first day of school."

Noble then stood up, walked over to me and clapped his hand on my shoulder, "Braveheart, remember when you asked me for advice on how to be an over-protective father?"

"Yes."

He smiled, "Ah'd say yer doing just fine. Go."

"Thanks," I then changed into a crow. I noticed Noble staring at me with wide eyes. "What," I squawked. I never talked as anything other than a human or pony, so the voice change caught me offguard. It sounded somewhat scratchy, like what a real crow would sound like. "Whoa, is that my voice? Huh."

"Ah'm never gonna get used to that," Noble admitted.

"It'll just take some time to grow on ya," I said before flying off to the school.

By the time that I had arrived, Nyx's class had begun with my daughter standing at the front of the classroom. I noticed that Spike was standing alongside her. He did say that he attends school. "Alright class, settle down," Cheerilee spoke. "We have new students joining us today. Why don't you introduce yourselves for us?"

"Hi my name is Spike and

"Hello everypony, my name is Nyx. I'm ten years old and my father and I have been traveling before stopping here in Ponyville. I hope we can be good friends."

"Hey, what's your cutie mark," a random student called out.

"Well, I don't have a cutie mark," Nyx replied.

"Oh, so now we have another blank flank!"

Oh no. Please, PLEASE ANYBODY BUT HER! Obviously, I never liked this girl from the get-go.

The voice came from a pink filly dressed in a light-purple shirt and a white skirt that said 'I'm obsessed with bedazzling,' her namesake twinkling in the sunlight. Diamond Tiara. I swear she's like a female Draco Malfoy minus the spell casting. "Ms. Tiara, I don't think that anypony here appreciates your attitude. Be certain to meet with me during recess. Nyx, you can go sit down in between Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle." After she sat down, I saw that Nyx was getting along nicely with the two girls. Feathers crossed that they become good friends.

Eventually, time flew by and the bell rang signalling recess. I flew to a nearby tree to get a bird's eye view (pun intended) and not get noticed as easily.

"I'm telling ya, if Diamond Tiara gives you any trouble in the future, tell me and I'll straighten her out for ya," an orange pegasus filly told Nyx as they came out of the school.

"Thanks Scootaloo, but I'd rather have the adults handle the issue," my daughter replied.

"Oh really, that's sooo reassuring, considering the fact that my daddy pays for almost all of the school funds," Diamond said from behind them, a dark-grey filly standing next to her.

"Why don't ya just back off Tiara," Scootaloo said.

"Or what, you're gonna go cry to your pawents," Tiara mocked.

"Don't you remember Diamond," the filly next to her asked.

"What is it Silver Spoon?"

"She doesn't have parents," Silver cruelly joked. Their joined laughter began drawing a crowd (herd?).

"Actually," Diamond started. "Nyx never said anything about her mother. Please, could you tell us why you didn't say anything about her. Could it be that she couldn't stand the sight of you?" The two began laughing again.

"...I'm adopted."

"I'm sorry, could you say that again?"

Nyx drew in a breath, "I said that I'm adopted. My biological parents threw me out of their house when I was 8. I never knew why they did it, what I do know is that my true father is the stallion that took me of the streets and gave me a family."

And then Diamond Tiara began bitching about Nyx's 'biological parents' and I decided that enough was enough. I began flying my way to the little brat.

Stay on target.

Now that I think about it, I'm never going to see that seventh Star Wars film.

Stay on target.

Of course, seeing said film is no where near as good as the life I have.

Stay on target.

Anyway, what was I talking about before?

IT'S AWAY!

...OH RIGHT! I was talking about how I pooped on Diamond Tiara like a bomber plane.

*SPLAT*"AGH! STUPID BIRD," Tiara screamed. With luck, I hit her just above the forehead. Turned out, my body waste was just like any other birds. Probably worked the same way my voice was altered from my transformation.

"I guess that crow had the right idea about ya Diamond Tiara," Apple Bloom said.

While all the students (minus Silver Spoon) were laughing at Tiara's misery, I noticed that steam was pouring out of her ears. Soon, Diamond Tiara ran away yelling, "WAIT TILL MY DADDY HEARS ABOUT THIS!" Seriously, that is exactly what Malfoy would say.

I decided that it would be best if I were to leave considering that Silver Spoon might come back and throw something at me as revenge for her friend. I flew to the alley nearest to Twilight's library and changed back to a stallion. Then, I walked up to the and knocked.

"In a minute," I heard Twilight say from inside. "Oh, Braveheart. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I wanted to see how my brother was doing. May I come in?"

"Of course."

When I got inside, the first thing that I noticed was Jake sitting at a table, reading what looked like a book meant for little kids. "Hey, watcha reading?"

"Actually... I'm learning how to read. Turns out that while humans and ponies speak the same, the way we write is different."

"Really?"

"Yeah, didn't you..." From that point, my brother's expression went from confused to completely blank, his eyes half-lidded showing his annoyance. "You have some kind of power to help you read, don't you." I noticed that it was spoken as a statement instead of a question.

"Promise me you won't do anything rash?"

"*Sigh* Fine, but you had better not pull any of that Pinkie Promise junk."

"Pinkie Promise?"

"Yeah, I had to make a promise in regards to a pony kissing you while you were asleep."

"...Well, why didn't you just tell me that. I would've left the subject alone."

Jake's shoulders fell, "you mean to to tell me... that I could have avoided that diarrhoea if I told you about the PROMISE?!"

"...Yeah, pretty much."

Moments later, my brother slammed his forehead on the table.

"Anyway," I started, "how is your hand doing?"

Jake held up his right hand, displaying what was once just a glove that was spray-painted silver, now an actual prosthetic. "I had Twilight examine it for me. Turns out that it runs on the magic from the environment, given time I might be able to use it like a wand. Twilight says that if she can reverse-engineer my hand, scientists might be able to use it for future patients."

"Or they could make it into a weapon," I countered. "Never forget how a gun can be both a tool for survival, and an instrument of war. Just be careful who you trust."

"Sure thing bro. So, how was Nyx's first day?"

"I don't know, we decided that she would come here to talk to Twilight about tutoring."

Before Jake could say anything, Luna teleported into the room, "Ah, Nick, just-" Boom! We looked to the side to see that my brother had fainted. He never could take a good scare. Don't tell him I said this, but he once pissed his pants watching Nightmare on Elm Street. Of course, a prank began forming in my head.

Author's Note

I can't believe that I forgot to mention this but when I don't mention a character's outfit, just picture what they wear in the Equestria Girls spinoff. I know it sounds lazy, but I'm just too focused on the story to think about anything else. Exceptions would include Applejack and Rainbow Dash in skirts because of their profesions. Instead just imagine them in jeans. Anyway, tell me what you think about this chapter.