I was chilling out in my room when I heard something outside it sounded like an old air raid siren, I looked out the window and saw a giant gold bubble going up around the city, the alarm continued wailing as I saw the reason, there were griffin bombers, loads of them, circling canterlot. My phone buzzed, I looked at the little round screen and saw a message.

Come to the throne room I need your assistance it was from Celestia, I grabbed my pistols and ran to the throne room, for the simple fact that it was probably serious because of the air raid going on outside, I reached the throne room and saw Celestia, she looked strained, and her horn was glowing very brightly, it almost hurt to look at it.

"What's going on!?" I said realizing I had my visor on, it was displaying a warning over celestia's horn telling me to stay clear.

" I need you to power this spell while luna gives orders to the guard, and I calm the public, come here and I'll hand the spell off to you." she said in a very urgent voice.

"But I'm shit at magic." I said as I approached her.

"Just put as much power into it as you can, the spell doesn't need you to do anything but provide power"

"Alright, I guess," I lit my horn and I felt for, lack of a better term, a huge weight being applied to my horn, I pumped magic in saw through one of the windows that the shield changed color to match my magic. I saw Celestia leave and I just stood there outputting tons of magic into the shield I was handed. I saw my horns start to heat up, they were glowing red in less than a minute and it was getting uncomfortable, my visor was flashing red that I was overheating, my wings popped open and the temperature started to fall off a bit.

I heard a voice in my head say something amongst the din, it said two words, "startup complete", I felt power flood into my horn and body, I saw arking electricity all over me, the shield outside brightened a bit. I felt something come to the forefront of my mind, Heat sink was the word, my horn was engulfed in plasma and glowing bright yellow, I felt something appear on my head, it seemed to take away the exess heat, once it started its work my magic flowed more freely. My vision started to go pink and everything was blurry.
***
Celestia Pov,

I'd finished explaining to the public what was going on And then I saw the shield brighten, I scanned it, the power input was ridiculous, it was nearing levels similar to those that Luna would put out. I walked in to the throne room, and saw something that was mildly frigtening, Nova was dumping magic into the shield, her horn was glowing red and she had some kind of strange device on her head, her wings were extended and glowing with heat as well, lightning was shooting all around her, and her eyes were also engulfed with magic.

The sensor spells around the castle let me know that the bombers had given up, I kept looking at Nova, her current state reminded me of when Twilight took her entrance exam, except probably even less safe to stand near.

"You can stop....The bombers gave up... Uhhh Hello?" I tried to speak to her, she probably dodnt hear me so I shouted using the royal Canterlot Voice "STOP!" the result was immediate, Nova's magic cut off and the device dissapeared, she collapsed to her side and I saw her wings yet out a cloud of something, I walked to her slowly, the residual magic signature gave me a headache, I wondered 'how does she even use this magic', I stood over her and she rolled onto her back.

"What the fuck just happened?" she asked in a breathless voice, I didn't know what happened besides the magic dump so I just winged it.

"You might have just unlocked your full magical potential," I said hoping I was right

"My body feels like a pincushion" she said in the same breathless voice, "Did I do it right?"

"You did, you also scared the guards half to death" I noticed that the guards in the room had backed off, and one of them was standing in a yellow puddle.

"Heh....heh.....heehhh, cool," she started to stand up, once she was on her hooves again, she stumbled off to the door like she was drunk, it gave me a little chuckle, I also realised that I still owed her some alcohol.
***
Nova Pov

My head, and well, everything else felt prickly and sore, I could barely walk, and my eyes had decided to go nuts, one minute I saw a normal hallway, the next I saw nothing but black and white outlines, fucking magic, fucking up my head.
I managed to stumble into my room and collapse at least half on the bed, I fell asleep within seconds.

Some unknown amount of time later I heard a soft knock at my head? I woke up to see Celestia knocking on my head.

"Whhhrrrbhhh, what....time?" talking coherently was hard at the moment.

"You've been asleep since 4:00 yesterday, it's noon now, sooo about 21 hours, give or take", she said in a whisper

"Uhkay, hold on sec" I stumbled to my feet and sat back on the bed, "Uhhhghhh, my head..... D'you have some painkillers, my head feels like I got hit with a truck" I said, finally able to make coherent sentences. I saw in by bleary vision that she teleported me something, a pill, and a cup of what I hoped was coffee, I grabbed the pill and swallowed it with the aid of the coffee."thanks"

'click' "that's gonna go in a scrapbook" I heard her say.

"Whaaa?" I slurred

"Your expression was Priceless," she giggled as she watched the camera print the photo,"Oh My Gosh, this is great" she started laughing at the picture, I just sat there, hungover as fuck, watching her break down laughing.

"Quiet...." I whispered, she calmed down a bit and held the photo to my face, I looked at it, my eyes finally cooperated and I saw my face with an expression of 'aw yes' my eyes were squinted and looking up, my mouth was barely opened, my ears were flopped over, and I was clutching the coffee cup like it was treasure, giving me a pretty funny face that made me look like i was in pure bliss, I was too wasted and tired to really do much more than smile. I finished the coffee and started to attempt movement.
***
Later after I'd figured out how to walk again, started to try and get to the dining room, keyword being tried. I had realised very quickly that being drained of magic also means that my whole being cannot function coherently enough to do anything for a prolonged amount of time, case and point, failing to successfully walk on tile, I found myself flopped over backwards on the tiles for the 16th time and had just opted to sit here until my brain and legs were on the same page, I decided to also figure out other methods of locomotion requiring minimal brain effort, I decided to try dragging myself along with my slightly more functional arms, I rolled over, stuck out my arms and pulled, I moved, so repeating it was only logical. 20 minutes later I finally reached the door to the dining hall where I would hope Celestia was so I could at least not miss breakfast, I pulled myself through onto some carpet and actually managed to stand up, I stumbled awkwardly to the table and flopped into the chair.

"Uhh Nova, why are you covered in dust?, I thought you were magically drained, not drunk?" celestia said to me as my brain tried to calculate how to pick up a coffee cup.

"What's the difference, and floors are too slippery, can't walk slipp floor when hanhovblr" my brain totally gave up on speech in favor of coffee.

"Magic drain should cause migranes and tiredness, not....whatever your doing now..., Here lemme send Twilight a message. Celestia said as she pulled out a gold brick

"Nopurpml bitpsh no purple noplurpl no....." Speaking was near impossible right now, I finally took a sip of coffee, and then just chugged it, the heat was nothing, but my aim was and I ended up getting it all over my face and still destroyed t shirt. I then flopped over again and fell asleep dispute the caffeine, fuck magic, being hungover sucks.
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Celestia Pov

I sent my message just in time to see Nova chug a cup of coffee, and then promptly flop over completely asleep, I had no idea why she was acting extremely hungover, magic deprivation is just a nuicance.... or at least it should be, But the wayward alicorn at the table was in fact hungover and exausted enough to have incomprehensible speech and impaired movement, I hope twilight has some insight.

Author's Note

Drunken brawler speak is intentional but my autocorrect hates me,

This is more of an explanatory chapter, hopefully better and more developed chapters are incoming (i hope)