We're Twins... Yes... Twins...

by LaBonez_ggg

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 614

Soon...

Failure.

It was supposed to be easy.

Failure.

She studied for months and knew more about magic than her BBBFF.

Failure.

She knew she could do it, her family believed in her. They wouldn’t expect less from her.

Failure.

This is all she could think of after failing her exam. She failed herself her BBBFF, her parents, Cadence, and the Princess. It would only be a few more seconds now before the judges told her to stop embarrassing herself and told her to leave, so, with trying to not waste any more of the judge’s time she faced them.

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Sleep.

That’s all Emerald Morrison thought about as she fumbled with her keys to her apartment. It had been another long day at a job she didn’t even like and all she wanted now was lay atop her bed. Finally opening her and proceeding to lock it, she made beeline to her room where she could forget about everything for a few hours and be at peace.

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Note: This Story was originally made by Questionable Brony who has since disappeared. This story may or may not follow the original story line of “We're…Twins…yes…twins…” This story will be randomly updated and Twivine is created by DashieMLPFiM on DeviantArt.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-11-18 03:23:48 UTC

Teaser

Surge

(Or let’s talk about wood and why magic doesn’t make sense.)

... As it is commonly known, magic is fundamental part of nature, it is within me, you, the plants we grow, the animals that roam the lands, in types of stones, and much more (See Chapter 1). In Earth Ponies, magic strengths the bones, improves the stamina, and increases the rate of healing for them, as well as giving them the ability to grow strong and healthy plants even outside their home environment (See Box 7.2). *In Pegasi, Griffons, Thestrals, and the like, magic helps them fly, walk on clouds, and manipulate the weather; though, in Griffons, this is harder for them…*

…Finally there are the Unicorns, who are able to consciously manipulate their magic through focusing it in their horns…

… Magical Surge. Magical Surges typically happen in young Unicorn foals due magic leaking out of their underdeveloped horns, a strong emotional trigger, or an excess of mana in their mana pool (See Chapter 8)*...*

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Everyone who says school sucks has no idea about real life. Hi, my name is Emerald Garrison. A twenty-two-year young woman, who six months ago finally got her own job and apartment. I was never bright enough to study something properly. There was a will, but eh, we can't all be geniuses. So, instead of trying to repeat a year, I took what I had and started my own life as a secretary for some lawyer. I was lucky getting the job being inexperienced and all that. But then again, I think he chose me so his clients, and he for that matter, had something nice to look at.

I swear every third male customer, and even one female, tried to hit on me like I was some girl from the street. That certainly wasn't in the job description. But aside from that, the job itself wasn't that bad. Doing paperwork, keeping up a polite tone while talking through the phone, bringing my boss coffee, it could be worse. No, the thing that stressed me out wasn't my job It was living on my own. I know my generation is spoiled; but damn, I had no idea how hard it is to get a decent living arrangement. Taking care of the household alone, grocery shopping, do I have enough money on my bank account in case something happens, insurance, paying the rent, regulate money, money, money, MONEY! It was always the money!

Yeah, life sucks when you have to do all of this alone. Sure, living alone had its advantages; but once I had some work experience I hoped to get a job that would get me more money, and maybe even some free time. Okay, chances of the latter happening were slim, but one can dream, right?

Anyways, it was Saturday evening. I had just arrived home from grocery shopping and was stashing everything away. Sucks when your workplace is even open on weekends; well, except Sunday, because it meant I could either shove cleaning my apartment to my day off and ruin part of that day, or I could do it now in my completely exhausted state. Obviously, I did it now since I at least wanted to be lazy one day of the week. To make things a little more bearable, I turned on the TV and increased the volume to what something an old couple hard of hearing wouldn’t have trouble listening too. So far the neighbors hadn’t complained about it.

At the end of the day I was totally exhausted. I didn't even bother changing my clothes, I just slumped into the bed and passed out immediately.

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