Magical experiments and why you should avoid them

Chapters

Why did I agree to this? (Revised)
You know if this happened a couple of days ago...
I'll ask again, why am I doing this?
This is both terrifying and amazing
Okay she's nuts.
Why am I having this Conversation?
Wait what did you say?
Why Her?
The Universe Hates Me
I Hate Myself
What We Found in the Cave
Oh, Oooh no...
In which the epic magical fight is mostly off screen
The fallout of the off screen magical fight

Why did I agree to this? (Revised)

Oh, hi... Names Light Glare (Although I mostly go by Glare, I'm not anywhere near cool enough to go by Light) If you read first part of this what I'm tentatively going to call adventure (Complete train wreck seams more accurate though) You'll know what happened with my sister and the spell book that I got her. If you haven't allow me to give you the really quick version; She turned me into a girl.

Yeah, that happened.

Turns out she's got magical powers and I found her a book from her dreams... (This is seriously what happened, my life has officially flown waaaay off the rails) ...and somehow she was able to make the spells in it work.

Now imagine for arguments sake you happened to... antagonise said magical sibling and she used a spell to get revenge on you. This, given the circumstances would be a fair enough get back. If not for one tiny detail...

There was no counter spell.

Yeah.... That happened. So for now I'm stuck as a girl and a big sister instead of a big brother while I wait for help form my high schools resident magical girls.

You know despite my situation (Or perhaps a bit more because of it now) I like how I live a life where it was a cold hard fact of life that my high school has magical girls attending. They literally fought magical she demons at any school event that happened to be happening. Personally I was really hoping this could happen during the exams, would make them a hell of a lot more exciting. (That and Magical She demons are considerable less terrifying than exams)

That being said the exams where months away and I was a girl now. So one step at a time.

As I looked myself over in the mirror the next morning I suppose it could have been a lot worse. for one thing I was... Well kinda hot.

It's not like I had a future in modelling or anything... (Unless the agency was really desperate) ...but I was defiantly their on the hotness factor. I was...

You know the best looking girl in a class? Yes? Good now you know how she has the friend who's almost as good looking and if you like girls you'd still try to get with them even though you know you don't really have a chance but god dammit you're still going to try anyway? That was me. The above average best friend.

Anyway, this was what I was being treated too that morning as I looked in the mirror.

"Wow... this is really me now..." I muttered, looking down at myself. It was strange, seeing a body that wasn't yours in the mirror doing everything you did. Every small gesture, every twitch on your face. Every movement was being mirrored.

I raised my hand, yup the girl in the reflection was doing the same thing. I moved it forward to touch the mirror and once again she mirrored me... (seeing as it was a mirror that was to be expected, however mirrors tend to reflect you, not...) ...Raising her hand and touching the cold glass.

I stood there for a second. The hand wasn't mine, it didn't look even close to mine. My hands are kinda too big and the nails are an absolute mess (probably because I'm one of those people who wont stop biting my nails no matter how bad an idea it is.) The hand in front of me however, it was kind of small and delicate looking. with neatly tamed nails and slender fingers. I took them off the glass and gave them a wiggle. It still looked weird, however actually looking at my fingers helped, they weren't the girl in the mirrors hands, they where mine. I clenched them... Then I looked up again.

This was my body okay, I want to make that perfectly clear, it was mine now, the door was locked and my sister was still asleep (Dazzle is one of those people who just falls asleep and wont wake up for anything. Believe me I've had to try some extreme methods to get her up in the morning. One time I tilted her whole bed up and she just went to sleep on the floor. Didn't even flinch, just kept on sleeping. Another time I dropped the cat on her and she just started hugging him like a stuffed animal. I even brought the hose in one time and even that didn't work. Basically I have a wheal barrow on standby because it might be the only way you can get her where she needs to be on time.

Anyway, I was alone, the door was locked and it was my body. Slowly I pulled of my pyjama shirt and looked at my new torso.

I was reminded of a quote from a Youtuber 'Tits have a way of making themselves noticed.' And boy where they right.

Having no actual knowledge on sizes or anything I couldn't tell you how big they where, but they where defiantly above average. And well, they where mine...

I slowly raised my hand and well... Confirmed their existence lets say that. For quite a while.

You can call me a perv however you would do the same thing, and if you're thinking: 'Already got em, never dun it' One: I don't believe you. and Two: Okay, imagine you had what I was the proud owner of until yesterday. Bet you'd do something similar if you suddenly had one of those.

Anyway I got on with the actual reason i was in the bathroom, partly to stare and confirm this was happening (Big tick on that one) and partly so I could do what a bathroom was designed for. Taking a piss.

I wont go into details (and I suspect you don't want them) but it was not a pleasant experience, not in the slightest.

Still it was done and if I was lucky I'd be a man again by lunch and never have to worry about it again.

...

I was surprised I could smell cooking when I headed downstairs, decked out in shorts I'd been given yesterday by Rarity (One of the magical girls who I'd had the luck to bump into) a pair of my boxers, which actually fit despite my body sudden change. And the bra she'd given me the day before topped of with a shirt from my favourite racing game.

Anyway it was a surprise to smell cooking as I headed downstairs, mostly because it meant someone other than me was up that morning. I foresaw three possibilities and all of them scared me.

Possibility one: Dazzle was up and attempting to cook again. This was both the most and least likely explanation. For one thing it would require her to actually be awake in the morning (For an Eleven year old she spends a heck of a lot of time in bed) and for another thing you'd think the last time we had the fire brigade over would have been a big enough hint to stay away.

Possibility two: Mum and Dad where back from their three month trip early, which would be bad because I was in no way ready for them to see me like this and as stated before we had no counter spell.

That still left possibility three: We had a burgler who was immensely polite and had decided that as compensation for robbing us they'd make us breakfast.

Out of everything I was praying for option one. Dazzle may be a walking disaster area in the kitchen but at least we had fire extinguishers to deal with that.

Stepping down the stairs I looked over the banisters to glance into the kitchen. Thankfully my prays had been answered (Well one of them anyway) and it was Dazzle cooking.

"I thought Captain Firestorm had asked you to never cook again." I said as I walked into the room.

Dazzle jumped and span around to look at me. I couldn't help but smile at the expression on her face. Clearly she was not ready for me.

"Well that buggers the whole endeavour." She said in a blunt tone that I was all to used to hearing coming from her. I snorted, we where primarily a Birtish family and it did my heart proud to know that although her time their was short she'd at least picked up proper British swearing.

"Morning Sis." I said, looking over at her as I went to survey the damage. To my immense surprise not a single thing was scorched or broken. Given she was making toast that doesn't sound like much of an achievement but believe me when Dazzle's cooking that really is.

"Morning Bro, could you go back up to bed?" She asked as she pulled open the cutlery draw, which promptly fell out and scattered stuff everywhere.

"Not with that racket I can't, now care to explain why you're doing something you've been advised strongly advised against doing again after you nearly set the house on fire?" Actually she had set the house on fire last time, but I was trying to be nice and we got shiny new kitchen out of it last time, so you know; silver linings.

"I was trying to make you breakfast in bed, I wanted to apologise given... you know..." She looked at me. I smiled. No matter how big a fowl mouthed cynic she could be; Sunrise Dazzle is, at her heart; an Eleven year old girl who felt bad about doing something unpleasant to her big brother.

I smiled putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey I told you I'm fine, we're getting help with the counter spell today anyway, so don't worry about it..."

She looked up at me, her eyes big and a smile starting to form.

"Thanks Bro..."

"... And I'd rather not burn to death before getting this fixed you know..."

Okay got another thing to add onto: it doesn't look like it but this is something to put on my: List of things about my sister that would surprise you: she is incredibly strong.

"You jerk!" She cried, hitting me again. It was the one time during this mess that I was happy to not have my regular equipment downstairs, mostly because if I had had it I would be in so much pain right now.

"Ow..." I muttered, using my big sibling powers to spare myself from any future damage (She may be strong but she's eleven and short, I'm a teenager and reasonably tall for my age, I could keep her away from me pretty easily.) and looked down on her.

"That hurt you know." I said, she glared back at me (Which still feels like a pun no matter what I do)

"Well Sisters shouldn't be rude to their siblings for trying to do something nice for them." she shot back.

While that was true...

"The last time you tried cooking you suffered smoke inhalation and you where in the hospital for a week. I think I have a right to be worried after that." I said. She looked back at me.

"It's okay, I figured it out." She said. I looked at her.

"That's what you said before you ended up in the hospital last time." I responded, she smiled.

"Yeah but I didn't have a spell book last time." She responded.

My turn to glare at her.

"You mean the same book I told you not to use again?" I said, looking at the offending book lying on the dining table.

"I wanted try again, I mean I just made it so nothing could catch fire around me... and it was just the toaster..."

Fun fact about Dazzle; She cannot do the cute puppy dog eye's thing, it just looks like she needs to go poop really badly, but in this case she was doing in sincerely and it almost looked right.

I looked at her, her denim dress and her pink shirt, her blue hair tied back into two small pigtails and her big orange eyes... I smiled and ruffled her hair.

"I'll forgive you, just be careful around that book okay?"

She nodded and said she'd bring me my toast in a second. Figuring she couldn't have messed it up too badly I made my way to the sitting room and turned on the TV. Not to actually watch TV, I wanted to go online and take advantage of the big screen being available for once (Dazzle claims it most days)

I sat down on the sofa and tried to get comfortable. Not that I stayed that way for long because Dazzle shoved my legs of the sofa after setting the tray down on the coffee table.

"So, is it good?" She asked as I took a bite of the toast she'd made.

I nodded as I chewed, I mean it was toast. So long as the toaster didn't burst into flames it was going to taste the same.

Dazzle seamed happy at that and made a grab for the remote, which I held out of reach while looking for something to put on.

Eventually I settled on a 'lets play' no sane sibling would let an eleven year old watch. But I knew my sister and she was already watching this guys stuff so sod it! It wasn't like it could corrupt her anymore... besides it was just some dating sim, how bad could it possibly be?

...

"Sis."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGG... Yes Bro?"

"Did you know that was going to happen?"

"Yes, but I wasn't... no, just no... any other questions?"

"Nope that was all."

"Good, now if you'll excuse me, GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Okay, officially a jerk move to hide a horror game as a dating sim; at this point a sane person would stop the video and find some way to calm their sibling. however I am not most siblings and as such I went to go answer the door, while she continued watching out of some kind of morbid curiosity.

Anyway I approached the door and pulled it open.

"Oh, Hi you must be Light Glare, I'm... Whats with the screaming?" Sunset Shimmer asked as she pocked her head through the door.

"Oh that's Dazzle getting a reminder that she's eleven and some stuff is disturbing no matter how tough you think you are." I said. I shouldn't be so smug, but I knew she'd seen worse and would probably be fine.

"Oh, okay, anyway I'm Sunset Shimmer." She responded.

Smiling I pulled the door open.

"Yeah I know, come on in; and you too Rarity." I said, letting the two girls in.

Once they where across the threshold I turned and yelled:

"Hey Dazzle quite being traumatised by the unexpected dating sim suicide monstrosity, we got magical girls here!" I called out. Rarity and Sunset looked at me weirdly, although they where shocked when Dazzle appeared in the hall, just staring at them, mouth open.

"Is, is it true?" She asked, looking up at them with hope in her eyes.

"Is what true?" Sunset asked, apparently surprised by just how small Dazzle was, or how she moved into the hallway so fast. Or maybe it was the eyes, Orange is not a common eye colour after all; well it was to me, I've always had them and so does most of the family come to think of it.

"You, you turn into magical horse girls and fight evil." She said. I could tell she was hoping for them to say yes, mostly so she could squee at being in the presence of real life magical girls (and confirm I hadn't been dicking her around for the last few months, not that I would, you should never dick around your little sister)

"Well yes that is something we do, your names Dazzle right?" Rarity asked, bending down slightly so the pair where at eye level.

"She knows my name!" Dazzle squeaked, before passing out and falling over. Rarity and Sunset looked at me and I smiled awkwardly.

"Probably should have mentioned she's a fan huh?"

...

We left Dazzle to recover on the sofa, moving through to the kitchen I got the girls a drink and showed them the book.

The more I looked at it the less sure I am on why exactly I thought it was appropriate to give to a little girl. The thing was old and kind of decrepit. its cover was stained with all sorts of disgusting patches. The pages where torn and smudged and barely lined up anymore. However despite its outwardly crappy appearance there was something about the book that gave it a presences. Maybe it was the bits of gold clasps stuck to it (what little remained anyway) Maybe it was the shooting star that could just about be seen on the cover.

Or possibly it was the glowy blue letters on the cover, I dunno one of the three.

"So this is it?" Sunset asked as she picked up the book. I nodded.

"Yup that's the one, please don't ask me what it was doing on Amazon though..." I muttered, looking at the cursed thing.

"Well it looks the business to me, but what do you think Sunset?" Rarity asked, turning towards the bacon haired girl sitting next to her.

Sunset sat in silence for a few seconds before looking at me.

"Glare?"

"Sunset." I said.

"Can your sister really read this?" Sunset asked, putting the book down, showing the pages and the gibberish scribbles scrawled all over it.

"That's what she claims, said it came to her in her dreams..." Seeing the look on her face I added: " ...Look don't ask me, I'm not her and I have no idea how she knew all this, all I know is she claimed she did and now I'm stuck like this, if you have any ideas on how this works I would love to hear them."

"In all honesty learning it in your sleep sounds just as plausible as anything else that has happened to us the in the last few months." Rarity pointed out. Sunset nodded.

"I'm not doubting that, visions in dreams are a documented thing in Equestria; I just wanted to know how she learn't a forgotten language." Sunset explained. Well she said a cohesive sentence but I was missing a few points of context.

"Hang on, you're saying you can't read this?" I said, gesturing to the page as Sunset nodded.

"Yes, it's ancient Equestrian; this book must be positively ancient, no one back home can read it anymore, it's secrets have been lost for generations. The greatest mages in all of known history couldn't understand it! Which is a shame really..."

I looked at Sunset, somewhat confused.

"Why? it's just words isn't it? Do you not have written language in... horse land thing...?"

Have I mentioned how the magical girls where vague at best with describing where their powers came form or how they worked? Because they where.

"Equestira." Sunset said, giving me the stink eye as she continued. "And yes of course we have written language; its just a lot of old and powerful spells are written in this and we can't use any of them without knowing the translation." She explained as Dazzle walked into the room.

"Hello..." She said quietly, looking up at them. Smiling I pulled her a chair back.

"Hey Sis, plonk your ass down here. Turns out you're a genius and the key to unlocking the ancient secrets of magic." I said, she looked at me, then to Sunset who nodded.

"If you can really read this, and based on the notes you've made about it..." She said, pointing to the brightly coloured post it notes plastered all over the pages with notes written in her purple glitter pen. "I'd say that's true."

"Wait? Really?" Dazzle asked as she looked over the pages.

"Yes, like can you read this for me?" Sunset asked pointing to a random page.

As Dazzle opened her mouth I stuck my hand in her mouth.

"Remember what happened the last time you read a spell out of this thing before checking what it did?" I asked, looking down at her, she pulled my hand out of her mouth and looked up at me.

"Hey I knew exactly what that spell did when I read it." She shot back at me.

"That doesn't make it better!" I cried in indignation.

"Whatever, this is just a colour change spell, it should be fine."

"Is their a counter spell?" I asked, she scaned the page for a second.

"Yup."

"Fine, but if you turn me pink I swear to god..." I muttered darkly.

Dazzle smiled at me with an evil grin and began reading. Somehow I got the impression it was a bad idea to put ideas in her head.

I was right, she was casting the spell on me. This one felt like having an egg cracked over my head and the yoke running down my hair. I shuddered involuntary as the spell washed over my head.

Inspecting the damage I grabbed one of my front bangs and pulled it down to look. Yup, it was pink. I looked over at her; scowling.

"Why?" I asked, looking down at her, she giggled.

"It looks cute." She responded, I looked over at Rarity and Sunset.

"She's right." Sunset said, I looked at Rarity desperately, she just shrugged.

"It's not bad, I mean it doesn't go with your eyes but other than that it looks good."

"I'm so happy." I muttered through gritted teeth. Then I looked at Dazzle.

"Can you undo this now?" I asked. she nodded and went to read the counter spell but:

"I know this might be a pain but could you leave it alone for now?" Sunset blurted, looking at me imploringly. I looked at her.

"Why?" I inquired, not trying to hide the fact I really did not want to put up with this crap in my hair.

"Partially to see if it will wear of on its own, most glimmer spells like that do and I want to see if theirs a time limit to it."

I scowled at her.

"I've been a girl since mid morning yesterday, I'm not putting up with this crap forever."

"You don't have to." Sunset explained. "Glimmers and transformations are vastly different schools of spell casting, glimmers generally break after an hour or two; where as transformations..."

"Need a counter?" I chimed in. although I only said 'chimed' because it sounds better than: Growled while grinding my teeth together.

"Well, yes..." Sunset said, trying to sound calm, although I think my expression might be ruining that endeavour.

"Maybe we should try something else?" Rairty suggested. I nodded.

"Yes, although someone else can be the test dummy next time." I said specifically wording it in such a way that it wasn't a suggestion, I figured this could at least be somewhat amusing.

"That sounds fair, Dazzle dear do you have a spell you wish to try on one of us?" Rarity said, presumably trying to get my face out of murderous kill mode.

"Er... Yeah theirs a few things..." Dazzle said, reaching for the book and flicking through the pages.

"Okay, lets try this one." she said, beaming as she began to start speaking in what I'm going to call magic gibberish talk.

Rarity tensed and I aloud myself a grin, not a big one. I had had two spells put on me and I hated both of them, seeing someone else suffer through one was good from a cathartic angle; but Rarity had been nice to me the other day and hopefully I was gong to get some help once we decided to stop pissing about with the book.

Rarity's back glowed for a second before a pair of giant butterfly wings burst free form it.

"OH COME ON! I cried in anger, I get a sex change, she gets wings?! How is this fair on any level?

"EEEHHH! These are beautiful, why I've never seen wings this pretty, oh my god I could just..."

I let Rarity ramble on while glancing over at Sunset, who was looking at the new set of wings with a polite form of interest.

"Huh, so I guess that's what they looked like." She muttered. i looked at her.

"What looked like what?" I asked.

"Oh Twilight told me this story..."

"Which Twilight?" I asked. There was two to chose from and each of them where vastly different.

"Erm, the one form Equestria, anyway she apparently gave her Rarity wings once; it didn't end well for her." She explained. I looked at her.

"Erm... Why what happened?" I asked.

"Ah, well allegedly she fell from over one hundred feet after the wings burned up."

I snorted, then leaned over to Dazzle.

"You might want to cancel that spell before that happens." I muttered to her. She could not nod fast enough and began the counter spell immediately.

Rarity looked disappointed but after explaining why she agreed it was for the best... well actually her exact words were:

"Ah, yes I can see that being a bit of a pickle, I'd rather that not happen, better to not have the temptation."

Or to translate: 'I like being three dimensional and not a bloody stain ruining the pavement'

With that sorted Dazzle looked for a spell for Sunset. She grinned, check their was counter and began to chant again.

"What did she do?" Rarity asked, I shrugged.

"No idea, I told you it's gibberish to me as well as you."

...

What Dazzle did... well it was perfect actually. Even if it did mean I suddenly wanted to hug Sunset like there was no tomorrow. Rarity was handling it a little better than me; and Dazzle was getting to fulfil a life time ambition of riding a unicorn around the living room.

"Well that was... unexpected." Rarity muttered.

"Hey at least you knew she was a unicorn before now." I responded. Watching as the former teenage human galloped happily around the room, a giggling eleven year old sat on her back and having the time of her life.

"Yes but I was expecting something... taller..." Rairty said, watching in amazement as Sunset vaulted the sofa. Causing Dazzle to whoop with joy as the two landed.

"Basically you expect a horse not a miniature pony?" I inquired, she nodded.

"Well yes, I mean this is cute, I'm getting so many ideas for outfits form this but..."

"Its hard to get past the fact its your friend being ridden by my little Sister?" I finished.

"Well yes." She nodded. I smiled.

"How do you think I feel?" I said to Rairty, then I turned and yelled:

"Hey I know you're having fun and all! but can we get on with the reason we're actually here!" I yelled. The pair went red and walked back to the table.

"Sorry..." A now human again Sunsets said. " ...It's just really fun to have my proper anatomy back."

I think she realised she'd fucked up with what she said, however I was determined to make sure she knew.

"Is it really? I never knew! I haven't had it happen yet for some reason, do you think we could get on with it? You know, if it's convenient?"

"Glare..."

"Do you have any idea how to fix this?" I asked; not wanting to sound angry but I really wasn't happy with this and I wanted to know that at least something had come from today.

"I might do, I'm trying to understand a dead language here... Dazzle these counter spells, how are they worded, like if you translated them are their any recurring or constant words?" Sunset asked. Dazzle nodded.

"Yeah, well 'Reverse' is a very common word in the pattern, but the transformations I've used for you two are different to how the gender flip was worded." She explained, We all looked at her.

"What do you mean?" Sunset inquired.

"Well their not worded the same way." She explained. 'The Wing Spell was worded: 'Grant me flight and take off towards the glorious sun' and the counter spell was: 'My time is done I have returned, reverse your gift and restore me.' The pony spell, well that wasn't what it was for, the actual spell read: 'Return me to who I am, bring fourth what I was and reveal my true self.' and the counter spell was..."

"Hang on!" I butted in. looking over at her in shock. "That sounds perfect, why haven't you tried that on me yet?"

"Well I could, but I'm not convinced that would be a good idea." Dazzle said.

"Why not! That sounds perfect!"

"Yes but theirs a warning in the front to not mix spells that aren't designed to work together." Dazzle explained.

"And anyway you need a counter spell to reverse this, not an enchantment." Sunset chimed in from the side. I looked at her.

"So what's the difference then? Any reason why it wouldn't work?" I asked, growling, this sounded perfect why shouldn't it work? Did it really matter what it was called?

"Oh it might work,However..." She said, increasing her volume before I could interrupt. " ... it wouldn't last; Enchantments don't work as counter spells, one overrides the other eventually and which one was cast first always wins, and usually only once."

"So if what? if we cast it twice it would work that time?" I asked hopefully. Sunset shook her head.

"No you could only return to being a boy once, after that you'd be stuck as a girl until the counter spell was worked out."

"FUCK!" I swore, smashing my head into the table and groaning.

"Bro..." Dazzle said slowly form beside me.

"What!?" I snapped. She didn't flinch.

"I'm not done yet."

"Oh..." Right, I'd interrupted her hadn't I...

"It's okay, just let me finish. The counter spell is: 'I cannot take it any longer, return be to my disguise, reverse the process and make me who I was'" Dazzle finished, we looked at her.

"Okay, so whats significant about that?" Rarity asked.

"What's significant is the phrasing, you see the spell I used on Glare isn't worded like those spells." Dazzle explained.

"Okay, so what is the other spell?" I asked.

Dazzle cleared her throat and said:

"It goes like this, 'My queen I demand you change what is in front of me, it will not do and I demand it to be better, make him what he is not and create a female form, may he be better like that.'"

"Well I'm glad you just read that on a whim." I muttered darkly.

"I said I was sorry, I made you breakfast and everything."

Well she wasn't wrong.

"Anyway I found it interesting because the other spells where request's, but this one was more of a demand." She explained, then she pointed between the two spells. "And notice this? its two different people writing in the book; the hand writings different."

I leaned in, the letters did look like gibberish, but they where written in slightly different way.

"So two different people made the spells?" Rarity asked.

"I think so based on what I can see." Dazzle said. I looked at her.

"So half the spells are evil and the other half are written by not a terrible person?" I asked and she nodded.

"Yeah basically, the problem is I'm worried about trying make a counter spell based on someone who writes like that." Dazzle explained.

"I get that Sis... But could you at least try? I mean surely some of ED's spells must have a counter." I asked, trying to pretend I wasn't desperate for a fix.

"ED?" Rarity asked.

"Evil Dick." I explained.

"I could try... their is this spell in here... the counters over their and it might even be helpful to you... can I try it?" Dazzle asked.

I nodded.

"Are you sure, you don't even know what the spell does..."

"Yes but if this counter spell works then it means I have a chance of escaping this mess... I'll put up with whatever I have to get this fixed." I didn't like having my head turned pink, but it was helping and I could put up with whatever the hell this spell was going to do.

"If you're sure..." Dazzle said, looking at me hesitantly.

"I won't be if you hang around any longer." I said simply.

She looked at me worried, eventually casting the spell.

"Okay, the spell should start taking effect now."

I nodded.

"Okay what does this spell do...?"

"It's a clothing adaptation spell, like a part two to the first spell." Dazzle explained.

"Okay so what..." I got my answer before I could even finish my question.

My clothing was getting... Hot. Both in a temperature and appearance. The articles where un-stitching themselves, reforming. My shorts vanished, crawling down my leg and reformatting as stockings. The boxer's I was wearing tore themselves apart and reformatted as a set of mostly transparent panties and garters which connected with the stockings, enhanced when the bra Rarity had given me tore apart and fused with the new panties to add some flare to them. However, despite this that wasn't what bothered me the most (Although I want to point out having a lingerie set suddenly form out of your trousers isn't even close to begin fun and is still abjectly terrible) No what bothered me the most was what my shirt was doing.

It had previously been a fairly standard T-Shirt, the vehicles connected to the game it was advertising plastered over it. Now though... well it had split down my front and stretching down my body. By the time it was done what I ended up with was one of the skimpiest dresses I'd ever seen. It was short garment, barley going beyond my ass with a dip in 1the front that showed off my boots. The dress then tied up behind my neck, leaving my back completely exposed. I looked down at what I was wearing in embarrassment.

"It never said anything about being this skimpy..." Dazzle muttered. I looked at her.

"Did it mention begin skimpy at all?"

"Not in the spell, there's just this note by the not evil guy." Dazzle explained.

"Really what does it say?" Sunset asked, Dazzle read aloud.

"Eh hem, Skimpyier than expected the subject is responding well..."

"I'm not!" I blurted.

"Yeah I figured." Dazzle explained. "Anyway... Oh shit."

"Dazzle, dear sister of mine... Why did you have such a reaction?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Erm... Okay new rule, I read everything on the page before I cast the spell."

"You said their was a counter spell!"

"Their is! But the other guy left a message which I didn't see because his writings really bad... 'Note: the counter spell does not work if the subject is already under the effects of a curse...'"

I went for it. I lunged at her, trying to grab her, the only thing that stopped me was Sunset and Rarity grabbing me and holding me back.

"Glare calm down!" Sunset cried.

"Yes, just go get changed, it's not the end of the world, you've lost a shirt and some shorts! that's all, go get changed and stop scaring your sister." Rarity scolded.

Well she was right. I stopped upstairs. Not really bothered by the fact I was being completely immature, given the circumstances I felt it was justified.

Still though they where right, just change into a some boxers, get a pair of trousers on and a new shirt and you'd be fine...

...

"Erm... Somethings bothering me..." Rarity said quietly.

"What is it?" Sunset asked.

"Well... why would you need to worry about a pair of clothing having an enchantment on it? why would it say they don't work well together?" Rarity pointed out.

The three thought for a second, before they heard glass shattering and Glare screaming at the top of his lungs.

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The three sent their chairs flying as they bolted up the stairs, throwing glares door open.

Glare was massaging a bleeding hand, the shattered remains of a mirror cascaded across the floor.It didn't take a genuis to see why Glare was angry.

Dazzle didn't known much about her brothers wardrobe but she was certain he didn't have a shirt tight enough to show of his new smaller body's nipples through the shirt which didn't even cover the entire midriff. She also knew he didn't own skin tight jeans and red thong poking out over the edge of the jeans waists (Or at least she hopped he didn't)

...

"What, the fuck is going on?!?" I said; my eyes burning with pure rage.

"The spell, theirs nothing here about it affecting the person! it just says changing the clothing!" Dazzle blurted.

"Do I have another bloody curse on me?!" I yelled.

"Yes..."

"I'm going to hit the mirror again." I said simply, pulling back and going to hit the jagged remains of the mirror, luckily for me (lucky in in retrospect, I was determined to reign blood vengeance down on her when it happened) Sunset grabbed me and stopped me from following through with the punch.

"Wait!" Dazzle cried out, having turned the page and looking at what was written.

"Why? Found another curse to put on me?" I asked.

"Kinda..." Dazzle said meekly. I looked at her, then tried to go for the mirror again.

"Wait!" She cried, speaking frantically in the gibberish language of magic.

"Why, why the fuck should I... Oh." I said, looking down. The shirt had grown slightly so it was no longer to tight on me, the thong that had began to ride up my crack was now a pair of panties., not perfect but immensely better than the alternative. The Jeans where still as tight as ever but I could live with skinny jeans.

"It's written on the next page, its to reduce the effects of the previous curse. To quote the book: 'The previous owner of this text is clearly the most deplorable kind of person. I will not stand for these effects, as such this spell should reduce the effects of the spell to something the user is comfortable with, it's not perfect and to anyone effected by it I apologise, this is the best I can do for now, I will continue to work on the counter curse and hopefully I will be able to cure it, once again I apologise to all the victims of this curse and will try to find a counter curse. signed Blooming Spectre.' The spells after that." Dazzle explained. I looked at her, then I felt the tears come.

Without thinking I dived forward and threw my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug.

Once again it wasn't perfect... But she was trying and I was being a dick...

"I'm so sorry!" I said as I sobbed into her shoulders.

"It's okay Sis I... You're bleeding!" She cried, looking at my hand. almost in a daze I looked down at my hand.

"I, what? Oh, I guess I am..."

"This needs cleaning." Rarity said. "Where's your first aid box, you need to clean that up and get it wrapped up soon, theirs no glass in it is there?"

I shook my head.

"No, I'm pretty sure I'd be in far more pain if that was the case." I said weekly.

"Well if you're sure."

"I am... now... huh... I'm tied, really tied." I muttered, looking over at my bed. Being a magical crash test dummy really drains your energy.

I looked at my bed and just flopped over, I need a nap.

As I fell I felt a vague sensation of my clothing shifting again; but the spell would mean it wouldn't be anything to bad right?

Well I'd find out when I woke up, for now I need some sleep.

You know if this happened a couple of days ago...

When I woke up next I was feeling like crap. (not a very big change I know) I'd been a complete ass to my little sister for the second time in two days and now I apparently had a curse on me that was going to warp everything I wore.

This wasn't exactly a fun position to find myself in, looking down at what I was wearing didn't help.

For some reason that utterly baffles me I was now in what was clearly a set of girls pyjamas.

It wasn't a bad set although I did wonder why my casual day clothing had switched to night attire, maybe it was the fact I passed out? I don't know.

Anyway a quick survey of the damage told me a few things. One my hair was back to being dark blue over light pink, Two I was filling out this shirt very well (I wonder how effective that counter spell was) and three, the clothing was reverting back to day wear.... Okay; that was weird. And finally four: My hand was now wrapped up in bandages.

I glanced over to my mirror, seeing that the remaining glass had been moved and the stuff I'd spilt on the floor had been cleaned up at some point.

I pushed myself out of bed, feeling the familiar awkward feeling of my new chest.

Anyway, somewhat sleepy I made my was downstairs and found Dazzle on the floor in the living room, reading from the dam book again and apparently using it to change her hair colour.

"Hey." I said, feeling awkward that the last time my Sister would have seen me was when I was having another mental breakdown.

She seemed happy to see me despite that as she got up and smiled at me.

"Hi Sis, Bro, Sis, erm..." She stammered, clearly trying to find the right words, I just smiled at her.

"Look just go with whatever; it hurts my brain thinking about it." I said, trying to figure out how to voice my apology. To buy myself some time I asked:

"Messing around with the book again?"

"Yeah, Sunset suggested I do some harmless practise while they went and got their nightwear."

"Oh okay... Wait nightwear?" I asked, convinced I'd miss heard something.

"Oh yeah they're staying over tonight, they figured it was best to keep an eye on you given..." She glanced at my bandaged hand.

"Given they think I'm a self harming idiot?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"They're concerned you're not prioritising your own well being, frankly I don't blame them; the two times Rarity's met you you've been out in the pouring rain getting frozen to death and punching a mirror, cutting your own hand open."

"Not the best image to give across... Dazzle why are you looking at me like that?" I asked. Noticing her eyes going hard as I spoke and her fists clenching.

"Stop doing that."

"Stop doing what?" I asked.

"Stop hurting yourself! Please! It's scarring me!" She cried out, moving forward and punching me.

"Dazzle, I... I'm sorry I..."

"Please, you're all I've got most of the time... Don't do this to me..."

Ever get that feeling you're being the most selfish dick in the universe?

"Dazzle I, Yes; I promise." I said; trying to make eye contact with her.

"No, make it properly." She responded simply, opening a cupboard and looking around for something.

"Sis what are you..."

"Getting it, here we go, promise on this." She said, showing me what she'd retrieved.

A part of me (My inner eight year old boy) wanted to groan. It was one of her stupid toys from that fairy show she loved so much, I have no idea what the significance of a pink plastic shield was but I figured it was worth at least asking, even if the answer was dumb.

"Sis, what...?"

"This is a replica of the heart shield, we can't use the real one obviously however this will do, put your hand on it and promise like they do; you don't break that kind of promise." She explained. While not one hundred percent sure on the details I think I had the idea now; this was her version of a Pinkie Promise. (Serious word of advice, never break one of them, I once Pinkie promised I was gonna help decorate the gym and when I skipped, well she was not happy and now I'm somewhat scared of fire hoses {Also balloons, very scared of balloons now})

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" I asked; specifically I meant what did she want me to say.

"I, Light Glare of Earth solemnly swear to not be a colossal dick and stop hurting myself."

Well that was simple enough.

Putting my hand on the plastic thing I repeated the words. As dumb as it sounds making a sudo ritual out of this promise did help it stick more in my head; she wasn't exactly wrong, I really did need to stop hurting myself.

"Okay, now lets..." Dazzle began as the doorbell rang.

"Guessing that's Sunset and Rarity." I said, getting up and heading towards the door. Opening it I discovered I was both right and wrong. It was indeed Sunset and Rarity, however someone else had joined them this time. Someone who squeed and immediately dived behind Sunset before slowly moving out under Rarity's encouragement.

"Oh, hi Fluttershy." I said recognising one of CHS resident animal lovers/magical girl savour. (She'd also proven helpful when my cat fell pregnant) Then I looked to Sunset hoping to convey a 'Why is she here?' sort of message without actually saying anything.

"Given what you did to your hand we thought it might help to have someone who'd done first aid training around." Sunset explained.

"Oh Okay... well come in then..." I said, awkwardly getting out of the way to let them in. The three walked in, however Fluttershy stopped, looked down at my hand and took it.

"Did you clean this before wrapping it?" She asked, turning to face Rarity.

"Yes Fluttershy, just like you told me to." The purple haired girl responded. Fluttershy seamed to accept that and nodded at me, not really saying anything; which made sense, the girl literally had 'shy' in her name and frankly being creeped out and slightly scared was probably the most sane reaction to my situation one could have.

We headed into the living room and sat down, none of us really sure what to do next.

Have you ever sat silently in a room not doing anything? It's not fun, at all.

"So... are we going to do anything?" I eventually asked, looking around.

"Sorry, we where... erm..." Sunset said, looking at me awkwardly.

I suddenly felt everyone eye's on me.

"...Waiting for me to do something stupid again?" I finished, suspecting their experience with me had given them a very low opinion of me.

"I'm sorry..." Fluttershy said, i looked at her.

"Why?"

"Well... given what I was told, I kind of expected..."

"A mentally unstable wreck?" I asked, looking at Sunset and Rarity, I mean it wasn't wrong but...

"No, actually I was told you where a rabbit..." Fluttershy said slowly.

Sunset and Rarity went red while Dazzle eroupted into a huge fit of the giggles.

I turned to look at a very awkward looking Sunset and Rarity. Slowly I stood up, moving closer to the two magical girls who slowly moved back, attempting to phase through the chairs. unfortunately as a long time Danny Phantom fan I know full well it's not possible to go through them (I've tried)

"Sunset, Rarity?" I asked slowly.

"Yes Glare...?" Sunset eventually asked.

"Where are my ears?" I inquired.

"Glare what does..."

"Where are my ears?" I repeated, looking down at the two.

"Erm... On the side of your head?"

"Correct, now; can you identify how big I am?"

"Five foot nine inches!" Rarity blurted out a top speed. Everyone in the room turned to look at the purple haired girl.

"I'm a seamstress, it's my job..." She muttered, embarrassed.

"Okay, so you have a very clear idea where my ears are and how big I am, now can you please tell me what colour my fur is?"

"You don't have fur..."

"I'm aware of that." I said simply, holding a hand up.

"One last question before I make my point; How many feet do I have?"

"Erm... Two? like every other human..." Dazzle said, having finally gotten over her giggling fit.

"I know you can count Sis, I just want to know if they can." I said, my eyes still fixed on the other two.

"Erm... Two?" Rarity eventually answered.

"Did you know that or did you just listen to what Dazzle said?"

"No, I have eyes, Glare about..."

"If you know my what my ears look like, my size, my complete lack of fur and that I'm a bipedal life form, I must ask; truly I have no choice but to ask this: Why did you say I was a fucking rabbit?" I asked in a perfectly calm tone.

"Erm... You see..." Sunset began, awkwardly tapping her fingers together as her eyes began to shiftily dart around the room.

"We, erm..." Rarity said, glancing awkwardly towards Fluttershy. Who had been listening to this entire conversation with a look of dawning comprehension as I went on.

"I think they thought I would be unwilling to help if I knew you where a human." Fluttershy explained, looking over them with a small hint of disappointment on her face.

"No it wasn't!" Sunset blurted, panicking slightly and looking to rarity for support.

"We, we just!" Rarity babbled in a bright contrast to how she normally acted.

"It's just, you know..." Sunset said, trying to adopt an 'everything is fine' tone.

"The way you act around new people isn't, erm..." Rarity muttered, glancing around.

"The best..."

Fluttershy looked over at them, a rare cold look adorning her face.

"I have a problem with people when they have a problem with me." She said simply, getting up and walking over to me. "Glare however is scared and worried about herself and clearly doesn't have a problem with me. Do I need to remind you who first went up to Princess Twilight?" She asked, looking around at her friends, who had sunk into their chairs in embarrassment.

"We're sorry... it's just..." Sunset tried to explain...

"Come on Glare, its been a few hours, lets check on those bandages." Fluttershy said simply, dragging me out of my seat and up the stairs. I looked behind me, I gave an awkward shrug towards everyone else in the room as I was dragged upstairs.

...

"I don' think they meant..."

"I know they didn't." Fluttershy responded, carefully unwrapping my bandages and carefully cleaning the wound. "It's just; I'm not who I used to be, If someone needs help I'll give it, I'd feel awful if I didn't..."

I nodded.

"Well you clearly are doing that." I said, smiling weekly as she applied the new bandages. I looked down at the job, it was far neater than Rarity's attempt and I could actually move my fingers a little bit.

"Thank you, it's nice to help." She said, smiling as she put her first aid box back in her backpack.

We then stood their awkwardly for a second.

"So, are we going to head downstairs or...?" I eventually asked. She nodded.

"Yes, I think we should. It's just..."

"You want your friends to have more faith in you?"

"Well, Yes, I know I'm a bit of a wallflower, I don't like to make them angry; I don't want to hurt their feelings or anything..." She trailed off, sighing as she flopped down on to my bed again.

I wasn't quite sure what to do, I wanted to get back to Dazzle before she fucked anything else up with that damn book; but this clearly wasn't the kind of situation you just left alone and refused to do anything.

"I, I don't know what to say..." I said slowly, moving closer to her, not sure how close I should actually get.

"It's okay." She said, smiling up and patting the spot next to her.

"I, I'd rather stand." I said simply, standing near the bed, unable to just move my ass and sit down next to her, something felt wrong about being that close to her.

"It's okay, really, you can sit here." Fluttershy said, a smile on her face that indicated she wasn't really seeing the problem. That being that being that close to a girl as a guy (Even if physically I was failing that part quite badly at this point) And well, I didn't really know what to do and this seamed like it had the potential to go horribly wrong very quickly.

My resolve was eventually beaten out by her eyes, dammit they looked cute and she seamed friendly enough. so eventually I did sit down next to her.

"I, what am I doing?" I eventually asked, looking around at everything except the pink haired girl next to me.

"I don't know, but if it helps, it's nice to have someone who listens." She said, smiling as she looked at me.

"But, I mean I was trying to help you out, I want to tell you something that magically fixes your problems but then i can't even bring my self to sit near you! What the hell is wrong with me?" I said, looking at Fluttershy who giggled.

"I don't know, but its nice that you want to help... I just wish I did know what to do..."

"I wish this wasn't really weird for me, I mean; look at me, I'm a guy and you wouldn't know it right now, I'm super close to a girl who isn't related and she's not angry or creeped out, I, I really wish i knew what the hell I was doing." I confessed, flumping backwards and looking up at the ceiling.

"It's okay... I think we should head down." Fluttershy said, indicating the door.

"But, I thought...?"

"I do, but I wont figure anything out sitting here will I, and you're not going to figure anything out just sitting here are you?"

"But..."

"You'll never know exactly what to do; so just jump in and figure something out before you hit the ground, it's what I'd do."

"Is it?" I asked, not really associating Fluttershy with that mind set.

"Not really, It's not like this is happening anyway." Fluttershy explained, who was growing somewhat taller and appeared to have sprouted rabbit ears.

"Wait, what... I'm asleep aren't I?" I said, my brain finally figuring out what the hell was going on.

"Yeah pretty much, I'm part of the spell I'm afraid."

"Which one?" I asked wondering which of the two spells she was on about which I had cast on me currently.

"The counter spell, I guess you could say i'm a coping mechanism."

"A what?" I asked, tilting my head to the side to look at the Fluttershy (Who was devolving even quicker and currently in the middle of growing fur) Who looked hard at me before giving me the finger.

"You know full well what a coping mechanism is, It's just in my case I am literally built into the spell, you passed out due to the spell and the resulting effects, so you met me! I do my best to help out when this sort of thing happens." She explained, having finally finished her very bizarre transformation.

"So the self help guru of Gender Bending is a pink anthropomorphic Rabbit?" I asked, looking at the deviant art reject standing before me.

"Basically yes." It said, happily smiling as I looked it full in the face.

"Nope, i'm done with this." I said, driving my palm into my face.

...

"Urgh, That was weird." I said, looking around, back in my room again, happy that their was no anthropomorphic Rabbit.

Really hoping I'd never need her again i looked around, seeing Sunset and Rarity entered the room.

"Ah you're awake." Rarity said, walking over to the bed to look down on me.

"Yup, back in the world of sanity again." I said, seriously overjoyed by the lack of rabbit, note to self, defiantly no more self hating because I never want to see that fucking thing again.

"Guessing you had a weird dream?" Sunset asked, looking down at me.

"Fluttershy morphed into a pink rabbit." I said simply. The two girls looked at me.

"Hey I had to see it, How do you thing I feel?" I asked.

"Good point." Sunset muttered.

"Anyway, what did I miss while I was out?"

"You've got a fever." Rairty explained. I tilted my head slightly.

"What?"

"When you went to get the door you passed out, or at least that's what Dazzle said."

"I, I, I thought all that was a dream, now it's only the bit after you came back... Okay, sure why not?" I said, trying to wrap my head around what the hell had just happened.

"Okay, are you feeling okay?"

"I've been mentally scared for life but other than that." I said, smiling slightly as the two looked at me.

"Okay then... We'll leave you to get some sleep, you may feel better but you're probably not." Sunset said simply, getting up to leave the room.

I nodded and let my head flump back into the pillow and pass out for the night.

I'll ask again, why am I doing this?

I woke up properly the next morning, my house was normal and none of my friends (Well I guess Fluttershy's more of an acquaintance) turned into any kind of anthropomorphic woodland critters (I should know, I spent all of breakfast staring at Sunset and Rarity's heads for fear of seeing rabbit ears) And ultimately it was a good morning, Dazzle had made breakfast again (I slept though an impressive amount of yesterday) Rarity said she was glad it wasn't a liquid in a bowl like when her sister tried to make it. (I don't, how... Okay note to self, never let Dazzle and her cook together ever!)

So overall a good morning... Until Rarity pointed something out.

"Is that a new shirt?" She asked, looking down at the T-shirt I'd thrown on.

"Erm, yeah? Why is that Important?" I asked through a mouthful of toast.

"Well, maybe... Tell me how many shirts do you own?" She asked, looking worried about something.

"Like six? Why are you asking?" I said, tilting my head as I looked at her.

"Well, that's your third one you've been through in these last few days correct?"

"Yeah, Though I think I left my Daring Do one at your place." I said as I munched on more toast.

"Yes of course, you're welcome to keep that shirt I gave you by the way, however, I'm concerned about something." She explained as she looked at me, specifically my chest.

"And that would be?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, what are you going to do when you turn back? I mean are you sure your wardrobe will merge back?" She asked. I looked down at my chest, suddenly unsure about that.

"Erm... No, no I'm not." I said, looking down awkwardly at the table.

"Well, wouldn't it be a good idea to buy some clothing for, you know, your current body?" She asked.

I looked at her.

"No."

"Erm... How?" I was asked by Dazzle and Sunset in stereo.

"Okay saying it's not a good idea is wrong, but I'm not doing it."

"Why not?" Rarity asked. "you're going to need clothing for this, you can't afford to burn up all you're clothing before changing back and buying some new ones would be perfect."

"You're wrong on that." I explained, holding up two fingers. "Because one: I'm broke so I couldn't buy anything even if I wanted to and Two: that would mean walking into the girls section of a clothing store and actively looking at girls clothing and there's no way am I going to do that."

"You might have to." Sunset said simply. I looked over at her.

"And why would that be?" I asked, looking over at her.

"Because their are physical facts that come when you have boobs and you are defiantly going to have them." She said, glancing at my chest. I looked down, they weren't that big right?

"Yes Sunset raises a good point, you are going to need Bras at the very least, I'm sorry but you can't just wear the one I gave you indefinitely."

I glance down again, very happy that this shirt was thick so she couldn't see I wasn't wearing it.

"Come on Sis, you might as well, it's not like you're going to be able to do it again is it?" Dazzle said, beaming at me.

I looked at her, not sure how to feel over her use of the word 'Sis' but eventually I caved.

"Fine, I'll buy some dam underwear;' but I hold the right to leave out the shirts and shit if I can."

"Great! lets go once I've had time to freshen up!" Rarity said, beaming and pushing her hair back so she could barricade herself in the bathroom for the next hour.

My eyes fixed on Sunset and Dazzle.

"You were planing this from the beginning weren't you?"

"Maybe." Dazzle said, her grin betraying the answer Sunset proceeded to give.

"It's not like you could avoid it, trust me it bloody hurts." She said, looking down at her own rather ample chest.

"Wait you had a problem with that?" I asked. She was about to answer when she noticed the eleven year old at the table.

"Should we really be talking about breasts with you're sister at the table?"

I shrugged.

"Not a clue, was never really a problem before, as for now, well why not? She'd gonna get them eventually; so long as this doesn't become a porno it should be fine... it's not gonna become porn right?" I asked, suddenly worried now I had that idea in my head.

"No, no, nothing like that; it's quite simple really, I just had the one outfit when I first came from Equestria, the mirror makes travellers a set when they pass through." She explained, causing Dazzle to laugh.

"Ancient Mirror of PG!" She said in a silly deep voice before bursting out at her own joke again.

"Yes, well anyway; my knowledge on clothing was... Shall we say limited? I didn't realise what it was for and It made me more popular to go without it once it got out, well popular with CHS's male students anyway." She said, a look of shame on her face.

"Guilty as charged." I admitted, rubbing the back of my head awkwardly as I looked at her.

"Wait, serioussly?" She asked, suddenly looking shocked at me as her hands moved to her chest to cover them.

"Sorry, we where all idiots back then, but yeah when you're thirteen the prospect of seeing nipples through a shirt is like the most amazing thing ever." I explained, wondering if I should be explaining how shallow thirteen year old boys could really be.

"Urgh, well that was the idea anyway, can't blame you if it worked, however... yeah after my first PE lesson that plan got kicked in the head pretty quickly." She muttered darkly. I didn't know how that felt but I could imagine and it wasn't pretty.

"Ouch, If it helps I have sympathy for you... and it feels weird that that isn't weird anymore." I said, thinking back to how Sunset used to act.

"Seriously?" She asked, looking at me with an angry expression on her face. "Your not over the she demon thing yet!"

"I didn't say that, I said it felt weird that it wasn't weird, ergo I have forgiven you as it doesn't feel bad to think about it. And anyway, the She demon thing really was the tip of the iceberg really." I said looking over at her.

"I was awful back then wasn't I." Sunset said, not with any guilt in her voice, it was just a statement of fact.

"Yeah but your better now, plus you can shoot rainbow friendship lasers at people; That's awsome."

"Pmft, thanks." Sunset said giggling.

"No problem..." I said as Rarity finished up in the bathroom. "...Now lets head out and face my doom."

...

"I hate this."

"We're aware, you only said it about fifty million times on the way over." Rarity said, her hands gripping the wheel tighter as she parked her car.

"I'm just saying..."

"And you have, fifty million times." Dazzle shot from next to me as she got out.

"It won't be that bad." Sunset said, trying to lift my spirits.

"Yes it will."

I'll let you work out if it worked or not.

Anyway, Canterlot Mall... It's a place, with shops in it. I go there sometimes... barley. Okay if I'm completely honest with you I have barley ever been here. I mostly stick to the shopping district in town, it's usually cheaper and you can find the more niche stores that sell the stuff I'm looking for most of the time, so when it came to navigating I let Rarity lead the way.

"Okay, they sell better stuff, over theirs cheaper and I get an employee discount over their." Rarity said simply, pointing towards a variety of different shops in rapid succession.

I looked around, I wasn't sure what to think, they all looked the same to me; somewhere I really did not want to go.

"I, I don't know... The cheep one I guess?" I eventually said, figuring if this was going to suck for me I may as well try to spare my wallet in the process.

"Great, lets go!" She cried, grabbing my wrist and dragging me along with a speed I didn't know she possessed into the dam shop.

...

Things I officially hate about being a girl:

1: Being a girl in general.
2: Breasts; I love them on other people but on me they just got in the way.
3: Hair; I know I could cut it but I also kinda like having really long hair leaving me at an impasse.
4: Getting measured.

Turns out I might have been a little mistaken when I said I was modestly hot, my chest and butt proved to be far bigger than expected... I think, the actual measurement's and terms used confused me but Sunset helpfully translated it for me:

"Rarity Glare doesn't know or care what the sizes mean, just give her the details so she can pick something."

Thank you Sunset.

"You don't know she doesn't get it." Rarity pointed out. This left me confused, I didn't want to admit I had no idea what the hell she was talking about but... well I really didn't.

"I really don't, so you wanna tell me what to do?" I asked, looking at what she'd written down for me. I'll admit I'm not one hundred percent sure what 'D' meant although looking down I could make some guesses.

"Find something you like with those measurements written on the label, geese Sis it's not rocket science." Dazzle muttered darkly. I scowled at her.

"You do realise I'm going to hate everything on principle right?" I said, not noticing the person approaching from behind.

"And why would that be miss?" A harsh voice asked. I whirled around, looking at the person who'd just spoken.

"Miss Hemline!" Rarity cried out, suddenly looking like she wanted to be literally anywhere else. "It's so good to see you, you see, erm..."

"I didn't ask you Rarity." The woman said simply, scowling at her before turning to me. "I asked you, what do you have against my wears?"

"Erm..." I said, wishing my brain would stop screaming: Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap! And think up an actual answer.

"She's against the idea on principle!" Sunset blurted out. Hemline turned to her, opening her mouth to respond but Sunset didn't stop so she never got the chance: "She doesn't like the idea and has been putting it off for as long as possible, however the pains finally gotten to much for her and she has had to come get some but she's still not a fan of the idea so she's feeling resentment and is probably going to suffer from overly negative feelings towards them!"

'...'

"Yes, that." I said, pointing to Sunset and trying to pretend my brain wasn't trying to tear itself in half processing what she'd just said.

"I see, you find the idea of a bra a constricting idea and a massive double standard so you have fought hard against the idea of wearing one until now when the pain of dealing with your own chest finally became to much to bear?"

"Yes." I said with false confidence. I really didn't have any opinions on the subject of bra's... like, not a single thing. I was just left in the awkward position of needing something I'd never wanted and hated the idea of wearing but was going to have to because of the pains my body was going to start giving me...

Wow now that I think about it what she said was basically right. I don't know how to feel about that.

"Well I can admire your resolve. Dealing with that for as long as you must have is no small feet; however I must say I admire the fact you gave in more." She said simply, looking me up and down and checking the measurements on the paper.

"Thanks, I guess... Although I have to ask; How is giving up a good thing?" I asked as she lead me towards a rack with the dreaded things on them.

"Whether giving up is a good or bad thing is based purely on context. In this case you weren't stupid enough to ignore physical reality and keep trying to go with something that was going to cause you problems later..."

"I feel like you're trying to put some meaning into this that wasn't meant to be there, I just didn't like the idea; no big plan behind it." I said slowly, afraid of aggravating someone else in the shop. (I mean it was a Saturday, the place was reasonably busy.)

"I wasn't trying to, I was simply commenting on something, anyway go try these on." She said, shoving a handful of garments into my hands. I looked up at her. I really didn't want to but...

...

"Urgh... How do you do this every day?" I asked, groaning in frustration as I failed to get the stupid thing on... again.

"I thought you putting it on around my place was pushing it when it took you fifteen minutes to get on." Rarity said from the outside of the changing rooms.

"It's hard okay! I have no coordination!" I shot back as the thing failed to clasp again.

"Seriously Sis you suck at this." Dazzle said, giggling as I swore again as my grip slipped.

"Thanks for the insight, does anyone have anything helpful to say?" I shot back. Growling as I picked the thing up and tried again.

"Do what I do, just put it on backwards so the clasps in front of you and spin it around." Sunset responded.

"Then how do I do the arms?" I asked, not being terribly bright but I was frustrated at the time, I usually find most peoples brains don't work great when their angry and I was no exception to that rule.

"The same way you put on a swim suit." Sunset called back slyly.

I scowled inside the changing room, I couldn't yell back to that with Miss Hemline outside (I have no idea why the stores manager was so interested in me, maybe she saw the opportunity for a big sale as someone brought an entire wardrobe at once?) So I settled for just figuring it out. (It was very easy, a part of me is ashamed I even had to think about it.)

"Okay it's on."

"Great, let us see it fits properly." Sunset said happily, although her tone promptly changed as I pulled back the curtain. While half naked, modeling a bra... I am dumb.

"Gah!" Cried a much smarter Rairty who pulled the curtain back again.

"Opps."

"'Opps' is putting it lightly, now just pull it back a little bit so we can see." Hemline said simply. Blushing I did that and she looked in.

"That one's pinching, get it off and try the next." She said with barley half a seconds glance.

I delighted in the chance to get the thing off, a happiness which didn't last long because I then had to put another one on.

To save you a lot of tedious back and fourth I will simply give you the reaction each garment provoked. (I had to try a lot of them on, if I described everything properly I think I would literally go insane.)

"Too tight, get it off."

"How can it be too tight, aren't they all the same?"

"Different companies different sizes, now get it off."

...

"Good keep it."

"The things only a few strings..."

"I don't care it fits and will do the job, get it."

...

"That's a good look on you."

"Yeah, I figured you would, you picked them." I said, looking down at the pale blue striped garments I was wearing.

"Your shirt indicated you might like that style." She shot back, I glanced down, I guess wearing anime merch would give that impression.

...

"Was this picked for the same reason the last one was?" I asked, lookign down at the cat themed set I was wearing.

"Basically, it looks good, get it."

"Okay."

"That was surprisingly easy." Rarity said.

"I'm just done trying to resist." I shrugged.

...

"Pinching again."

...

"Too tight."

"You're telling me!"

...

And well those are the highlights, what can I say? Shopping has never been all that interesting to me and thankfully that hadn't change along with my body.

"You handled that well." Hemline said simply as I payed at the counter for my stuff, Rarity's discount not helping immensely, but hey, discount was a discount.

"Thanks, I think." I said simply as I looked at her.

"No problem, and you didn't run like crazy upon seeing me again, so that's nice." She said.

"Wait I've never seen you before, why would I run from you?"

"Well that's what you spent most of the day doing." She said simply.

"What are you on about?" I asked... before I noticed something.

Her hair had always been pink, however those ears...

"I thought you where limited to dreams..." I said, slowly taking my purchase and starting to back away.

"I never said that." The Pink rabbit said, smiling from behind the counter and leaving me wondering where the hell her clothes went. (Seriously that thing was disturbingly close to human anatomy with the exception of the ears, thank god for fur I do not want to see whats under there.)

"I, why is no one else freaking out?" I said, gesturing towards the rest of the shoppers.

"They can't see me, just this body I... Borrowed... Yeah lets put it that way."

"Great, just great, you can hijack body's and haunt me, as if I wasn't already terrified of you."

"I promises I won't do it that often, you where just taking forever so I elected to speed the process up a bit." The Rabbit explained.

"Great, just great..."

"Hey I know this wont help make you feel much better, but you're not alone in this mess." she said absentmindedly. I whirled around to look at her.

"What do you mean, someone else is stuck like this?"

"Yup, although she's handling the situation much better than you are." She said coolly.

"I'm sorry, are there just a lot of spell books available on Amazon or something?" I asked, looking at the Rabbit incredulously.

"No, she's being creative with it; this one was summoned from another world actually."

"I, what, why?" I asked. She looked at me hard.

"Because somethings happening, you don't have to worry about it your place isn't coming for a long time, in all honesty she's more relying on your sister for help than you."

"I, what... Who?" I asked.

"Blooming Spectre, she needs some help with something, that's why the other girls over here and should be heading up to sort out that mess in Sirens Cove, not that you need to worry about that of course." The Rabbit said quickly as she saw the shocked look on my face. "You're sisters a lot stronger than she looks, you both are actually."

"What are you on about now?" I asked, fairly certain this new body was weaker than my last one.

"Orange eyes is a rare trait to have, not many people can claim to have that and if it manifests over here it means great power awaits you."

"What?" I said, feeling like I'd said that far to many times in the last hour.

"Different things mean different things depending on where you are, this world and Equestria are unique in that they share the same point in space just in different reality's, being born a Day spark..."

"A what?"

"Day Spark, it's a naming scheme, something to do with the day followed by something sparkly; names in Equestira have great power compared to over here."

"So assuming I'm not nuts..."

"You're not."

"Talking to a pink rabbit, So what does a name do in Equestria?" I asked, trying to pretend I wasn't losing it.

"It helps form a destiny, people can still fight against it obviously but it will influence things, a Day Spark will be born with immense magical potential over there, here it's orange eyes... and your sister got both of them; and believe me that means a lot when your worlds exist in the same space."

"So Dazzle is going to become Dumbledore?" I asked, trying to wrap my brain around what I was being told.

"If by that you mean insanely powerful... yeah basically."

"And I have some power because of my friggin eyes?"

"Yup, if you learned to read the book and put some effort into it you could use every spell in it." She explained, leaning causally on the side of the counter.

"What do you mean put some effort in?" I asked confused.

"Well you know how I mentioned Dazzle was lucky enough to have both traits with her eyes and full name being Sunrise Dazzle?"

"Yes." I said simply.

"Well that basically means all she has to do is know the spell and she can do it with no difficulty."

"That's terrifying." I said simply, looking at the rabbit seriously for the first time.

"Yeah tell me about it." She said simply. "It's why Bloomings so scared, if she... Well... Look stay safe and keep Dazzle safe until Blooming gets here okay."

"She's coming?"

"Yup, Now Dazzle has the book she's gonna need some proper training with it."

"I thought all she had to do was know the spell?" I asked, my head starting to hurt.

"That is true, however theirs a difference between reading it and knowing it. Trust me I know. Also aren't you at all interested in learning some spells?"

"Can't say I'm against it, although you'd think I'd know if I had magic by this point."

"Not really, most humans go there entire life not knowing. Now go, I gotta report back and you've been up here way to long." She said, pushing me back towards the others.

"What where you two talking about?" Dazzle asked as we left the store. I looked down at her, now really didn't seam to be the right time to tell her...

"Oh it was just..."

"Well hello girls!" A voice called. I swore internally, I knew who that was.

"Zephyr... It's, so good to see you again." Rarity said carefully, it made sense; as Fluttershy's best friend she'd have experience with the guy. So did I, he went to CHS and... Argh he's insufferable.

"Rarity, so good to see you again, love the hair. Sunset darling what a delight and.. hello..."

Fuck he saw me.

"Who do we have here?"

"Li..." Rarity began to say before I blurted.

"Photo Flash!" I said, wishing I'd thought of a better name but give me some credit, I had like half a second to think of something.

"Liphoto Flash?" He asked, looking at me confusedly.

"It's foreign." I said simply

"Well, well, a foreign girl, well I must say it's nice to meet you..." He said, doing his usual thing of invading personal space and raising his hands to my hair. I went to slap his hand back...

Then I felt something surge inside me, my arm moved so fast it cracked like a whip and Zephyr was sent crashing into the nearest wall.

"How did you..." Sunset said, looking from my hand to Zephyr in the wall.

"Okay lets go somewhere else, I think you need to know what we where talking about." I said, taking the lead and looking for somewhere to eat, this was going to take a while.

This is both terrifying and amazing

"Wait wait, hang on, I'm how powerful?!?" Dazzle cried out after I finished explaining what Bunny had told me (It was far easier for me to call the weird pink rabbit thing Bunny instead of using a few other names with no consistancy.)

"If what she said is true, insanely so." I explained, ripping a bite out of my burger as I looked over at her.

"I can't believe this, to be that powerful you'd be, well I don't even think Celestia could match that kind of power!" Sunset exclaimed, the concept of Dazzles magical potential just breaking her mind.

"Why would out principle be a good comparison for magical power?" I asked, seriously she ran a school, how strong could she possi...

"She literally moves the sun around back home." Sunset said.

Well, I feel silly.

"Seriously?" Dazzle asked, looking at Sunset; doubt plastered all over her face. "Because I don't think that's how astro physics works."

"Not over here, got to be honest I was shocked to learn no one moved the sun over here." Sunset explained. offhandedly munching on her sandwich.

"But... How does gravity work over there? Like, is the sun tiny or does magic just protect the planet?"

"I have no idea, no ponies gotten close enough to check." Sunset explained. "Equestria doesn't really have air travel, last time I was over I think airships where the big thing when it comes to air travel."

"Like the one's that burst into flames if you're not careful?" I asked, trying to imagine a pony Hindenburg. It was both traumatising and adorable in a sick way.

"Yup, although I think they have fire repelling spells on them." Sunset commented as she finished her salad, then cringed when she saw me start on my chicken nuggets.

"Do you have to eat all that?" Rarity asked as I tore my way through the fith thing I'd ordered. Seeing as I was paying for it I felt it was justified and I'd learnt something about magic:

It made me really hungry.

"Sorry I'm with Sis." Dazzle said, gesturing over to me as she began her fish and chips.

Just to give you an idea of how much we where eating; Rarity: had a reasonably sized Salad, it wasn't huge and was mostly leaves. She was free to eat it but I would never touch the stuff. Sunset had a much bigger salad, she was apparently fond of lettuce (Despite the fact it tastes like nothing to me.)

Now that was fairly normal for someone to order upon eating out. here is what I had in front of me: I had a three-quarter pounder (three burgers stacked on top of each other.) with bacon and cheese between each burger. I also had a box of twenty chicken nuggets, some chicken legs and four sausages. All of these came with chips.

Dazzle meanwhile was indulging in her sea food obsession; she had a haddock, a cod. A side of prawns and a crab. She also had lots of chips. (For some reason she also had Naan bread, I don't know why she just loves the stuff.)

Point is we drew a few eyes when we ordered out food, the people who brought it out where sure their where more of us. A perfectly normal reaction too the amount we'd ordered admittedly.

"What I don't get is why you're only hungry now?" I asked, looking at Dazzle, I'd only... Well I guess cast (I'm not sure it really count as 'Casting' seeing as it had done it once completely by accident; in my book casting should be intentional) An hour ago, she's been casting them since the day before and I hadn't seen her eat much.

"I'm not, why do you think I was making breakfast, I went through two loafs of bread just eating, and most of the cheese and two blocks of butter." Dazzle said, listing the food ingredients of on her fingers.

"Hang on you ate that much toast?" Rarity asked, looking at my Sister in amazement.

"Yup, it's really good."

"It's toast. It's like on of the most basic foods ever." I shot back.

"And? When you're hungry it does the job well enough." Dazzle responded.

"Well I can't say you're wrong." I muttered as I went back to devouring my pig.

...

"So I tell you my little Sister can become the most powerful magic user ever... and your response is to go clothes shopping!" I asked, looking around in frustration as Rarity and Sunset picked things off the rack.

"Yes." Rarity said, holding something up to check it against my skin.

"It's not like we can do anything until this mage arrives, You still need the clothing in the mean time so... Yeah." Sunset said, picking something else of the rack.

I scowled at her.

"Don't even bother, I aint wearing that." I said flatly. Sunset put the skirt back on its rack.

"You know no one would care if you wore one right?" Dazzle pointed out. I rolled my eyes.

"I'd care; I'm someone, ergo someone would care." I said simply.

"You could still try it." She grumbled.

"Not happening." I shot back.

Dazzle looked up at me, expanding her eye's to their biggest and attempting a puppy dog look.

The problem with this is plan was: I don't give a shit about dogs.

"No." I said, turning away as scowling at Rarity.

"i'm not budging on that by the way."

Rarity scowled, muttering something about it being a waste as she returned her most recent selection to the rack.

"Don't get started with me, I just want stuff that fits right." I responded, leaning against the back wall.

"Can I help you?" A store assistant asked hopefully. She then flinched when I made eye contact... it wasn't intentional, I was just pissed and my eyes where set to death glare.

"Our friend here is a bit of a tomboy..." Sunset began.

"Very tomboyish." I added.

"...Yes, Look can you help us find something that would look good on her that isn't the tiniest bit girly?" Sunset asked. Her tone conveying a: I know she's an enormous pain but could you please help us out with this? Sort of message.

"Yes I think I know some things." The Assistant said, returning to normal to look me over.

...

"Urgh..." I groaned as we finally left the store latter that afternoon.

"Oh quite complaining." Dazzle said, scowling at me as we headed towards Rarity's car.

"Dazzle, do me a favour and shut up." I respond, the Scowl that had been making a home on my face for the last two hours still in full force.

"Well at least you don't have to do this again, that's worth something isn't it?" Sunset said optimistically as she opened the boot to Rarity's car and we began to load stuff into the car.

"I guess." I muttered disgruntledly, only putting the bags I was holding in the car with care because I was the one who'd paid for it.

"Well that's something isn't it." Rarity said happily as we sat down and she drove off.

Maybe I was crazy, but for a second I looked out at the front of the store, standing outside was a very weird girl.

Well kind of. She appeared to be talking to someone I couldn't see, her mouth moving frantically as she made bizarre gestures with her arms before getting fed up and flicking off the patch of air next to her.

We where moving away quickly so I could have been wrong about this, but she didn't seam to be wearing anything on her feet and she appeared to be bare foot.

The main thing about her that made me look on way her then proceeding to shove the air next to her aside and run into the mall at top speed.

"You're going to have to put one on when we get back you realise?" Rarity said from the drivers seat.

"Yes I know." I said, folding my arms and trying to ignore the new parts they made contact with as I did so.

"Trust me you'll stop noticing it after a while.."

"If I'm lucky it wont take that long to fix me and I wont have to stop noticing it." I thought, really hoping this was going to be the last of my troubles that day...

...

Guess what? It wasn't.

The first thing that made my problems worse was the car sitting in the driveway when we got back.

"Fuck!" I swore, I knew that car.

"What is it?" Sunset asked.

"That's our Mom's car." Dazzle explained, looking at the figures stepping out of it.

"I thought she wasn't meant to be back for ages yet!" I gasped, panicking like crazy, She'd left a few days ago for a long trip, what where they doing back now!

"Well something evidently changed, maybe it has something to do with that case she left behind." Dazzle said coolly as she got out.

"Wait! What are we going to tell her!" I said, my eyes darting around like crazy as I panicked.

"Erm... The truth?" Dazzle said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"But..." I said, looking down at my chest again.

"Look." Dazzle said, putting her hand up to my mouth. "We can't stop this, she's going to find out at some point anyway, so lets axe the pretence and just tell her, I have magical powers, I can prove it to them easily."

"But..."

"I've been saying this all day and I'll say it again; Grow the hell up Glare." She said, giving me a very good death glare as she said it. "I get it's embarrassing, but the way you act it seams more like you want to engage in a pity party rather than do anything about it. I'm not going to waste the breath explaining why that's garbage, so come on let's just tell them."

She then got out and turned to look at me. I hesitated for a second.

"I think she's right, I mean... It's not going to stay hidden..." Sunset said, smiling encouragingly.

"You'll feel better once it's out, at least to them." Rarity added.

I sighed and resigned myself to my fate as I clambered out.

...

I was on edge as I entered the house. Dazzle took the lead and yelled:

"We're home!"

"That's nice dear." Mom called from the living room.

"Is that Dazzle?" A voice I'd never heard before asked.

"Yes that's my daughter, I must say I'm interested in seeing what she can do." Mom said.

I blinked, wait, did he know...?

"Erm..." Dazzle said as she stuck her head into the living room. "...Who are you?"

I moved to look into the room. Mom was sitting on the sofa drinking tea while someone new was sitting on my favourite arm chair.

She looked young, I'm not sure how old she was, but university age sprang to mind. She was relatively tall for a girl, her chest... Well they put my well endowed chest look tiny in comparison. Her hair was a light red colour with what appeared to be roses growing out of it.

"Hi! My name is Blooming Spectre, I'm here to teach you about magic!" She said, beaming as she looked at my sister.

"I, you're already here?" She asked, slowly walking into the room to look at the woman.

"Yeah! I'm magic, Sorry I meant to be here the first time you used a spell out of the book... But my Gate was slightly off. On the plus side I did meet you Mother." Blooming said, happily pointing to Mom who smiled in response.

"Oh it's okay, it's not every day you learn your little girl is magical after all, come on in dear and Glare too... Where is he anyway?" Mom asked as she looked around the room and peered out into the hallway, Causing me to jump back down it so I couldn't be seen.

"Erm, yeah about Glare..." Dazzle said, rubbing the back of her head awkwardly.

"Dazzle have you done something silly with him?" Mom asked, her eyes narrowing somewhat as she looked at her.

"Erm... Yeah basically." Dazzle admitted, looking around sheepishly.

"What did you do?" Mom asked, a resigned edge to her voice.

"I, well, Glare can you just show her?"

"Fuck no, you got your the one who did it you explain." I shot back, forgetting that the new body came with new vocal cords.

"Hey no swearing to your sister Glare. also your voice sounds weird, did she mess it up?" Mom asked as she got up to walk to the hallway.

"I messed a lot more than that up..." Dazzle muttered as Mom walked past her and saw me.

"Glare?" She asked, looking down at me.

I nodded as I went red.

"You appear to be a girl."

"I noticed." I said slowly, wishing I could turn invisible at this point.

"Those appear to be Bra's down their." Mom said, pointing to the bag I'd dumped in the hall.

"Yes."

"Good to see you're being sensible about it, now come on in, I brought Pizza on the way back."

"I, what?" I exclaimed, looking at her as she went back to the sitting room.

"Come on it'll get cold soon!" She called back.

Dazzle summed up my thoughts with her next statement.

"Your Son is now a Daughter! You could at least pretend this is odd!"

Author's Note

I am so sorry this took so long, I kinda lost the plot and had no idea where to go with this... Now I do... Somewhat, Point is I'll try to make the updates faster than this afterwards.

Also because I feel my description of Blooming was lacking:

Okay she's nuts.

Hey, quick question, if you suddenly became a girl (All female readers may ignore this paragraph) And your parent had no strong reaction to this change, would you be a little confused? Expecting something worse? You know anything?

Because I had and Mom... She was taking this amazingly well...

"Oh it is a little off putting, I mean, are you okay Glare?" Mom asked turning to look at me.

"I hate it." I said simply.

"Ah, not so good, although, are you physically fine?" She asked.

I, I, was she real? Like honestly I know she's my mother but really? Frigging really?

"No. I have boobs, I'm not meant to." I said, hoping she would understand the problem.

"Well yes that would be an inconvenience."

An, an, an inconvenience?!?!?

"I, I, I, What!?"

"Well you're not happy obviously, although you appear to be fine."

I do not get my mother.

"We clearly have different definitions of fine."

"Are you going to die within the next five minutes?" Mum asked, looking down at me seriously.

"I, No..."

"Then you can live with it for now, now let’s eat Pizza."

...

"So..." Blooming said, looking at me as I scowled at her over my Pizza.

I slowly gulped down my current mouthful to stare at her.

"Glare stop being rude." Mom said curtly. I looked at her.

"You do realise it's her fault I'm stuck like this right?" I shot back and I swallowed the next mouthful.

"Technically it's your sisters fault, she cast the spell." Blooming pointed out, I looked over at her.

"And who put the book online for her to get it?"

"Okay going to be honest here that was just the biggest coincidence ever, I just needed cash to pay of my student debt and I don't like that book." She said with a scowl.

"I thought your nightmare inducing rabbit thing said you where looking for Dazzle?"

"Well yes I was, but with a tracking spell, I'm not astronomically stupid enough to put a spell book online and prey the right person finds it." She shot back, swallowing her own slice before taking another. "It's not like I was even expecting to find her so soon, I thought it was going to take years before I found her, even if I did it's not like I needed the book, I got all the spells in it memorized anyway."

"So basically I'm stuck like this because of dumb luck?" I asked, looking at her, a strange twitch in my face as I processed this information.

“Yeah basically.” Blooming said, taking another gulp before looking around. “Oh for, it’s not my fault!”

“You put the stupid thing online!” I shot back.

“Yes, I put a spell book written in gibberish online, you are aware literally no one could get anything useful out of that book unless it was your sister or another magic user right? Seriously I cannot believe I have to explain this! Anyway, it’s not like being a girls that big a deal...” Blooming shot back.

“I, I argh!” I yelled, standing up and grabbing three more slices onto my plate before storming out of the room.

Apparently becoming a girl gave me the maturity of a five year old.

...

“Glare...” I said, looking after my brother as he/she stormed out, I didn’t know what to do, what could I do, I, I...

“Give him some space.” Mom said, looking at me before turning to Blooming. “Can you fix him?”

“Temporally, sure, I could defiantly give him twelve hours to use but after that no, he’d be stuck.” She said, looking around aimlessly as she munched on some pizza.

“Is that it?” I asked, I’d found it in the book, but I kinda hoped the person who wrote it could...

“Sadly yes, that’s it, Trust me on this that books previous owner...” Blooming shuddered. “Look he was unpleasant, I’ll say that much. But he’s dead now, disintegrated and hopefully I’ll never have to think about him again.”

“Well that’s great, doesn’t solve his problems though does it.” I shot back, my cynical edge returning, once I got over the initial wonder of what she could teach me I kind of got angry again and stopped feeling so in awe, especially seeing as she was such a slob.

“I’m sorry didn’t you want him to be a girl?” Bloomiung asked.

No, no, no, no, no.

“No, as a matter a fact I wanted him to shut up for a few seconds, permanently stuck in a body he hates! No, surprisingly enough I didn’t want that!” I yelled back, anger glowing within me... Wait why was she smiling?

“Thank you Dazzle.” She said, getting up from her chair and walking over to me, setting her plate down on the table as she hugged me.

“Erm... What are you doing?” I asked, trying to wriggle free for fear of getting crushed to death by her ginormous chest.

“Sorry...” She said, backing off and rubbing the back of her head slightly. “...Just, well let’s say there’s a reason I’ve only had one apprentice before; You expressing regret over what you did... you’re already a thousand times better than she was.”

“Wait before? You look nineteen, when the hell did you have an apprentice before now?”

“You would be amazed what sort of people you can find while babysitting.” Blooming responded, giggling slightly. “Though I will admit that physic kid was a lot of fun...”

“As interesting as this sounds.” Mom cut in. “I think I’ve given light enough time to cool off, I better go see what he’s doing. Miss Spectre?” She said, turning to look at our guest.

“Yes?” She asked, looking like a she’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar (It is a terrible fate I myself have fallen victim to many a time)

“I expect you to take care of my Daughter and make sure my Son can return to being my son as soon as possible, is that clear?” She said in the kind of tone an army general would address their troops with.

“Yes Ma’am.” She said in a squeaky tone. I actually giggled in response.

“Good, now I have a son to comfort.” Mom said, leaving the room and heading upstairs. Leaving me and Blooming alone in the sitting room with the pizza.

“So... What’s with the roses?” I eventually asked.

“Oh these?” Blooming asked, fingering the flowers growing out of her hair as she snapped back to reality. “Funny story their...”

...

I wish I grabbed more Pizza.

I also wish I wasn’t an immature idiot, seriously the fuck was I thinking there? And for any smart asses out their saying ‘You weren’t’ then... Yeah... That’s probably right.

I grabbed my head and flopped backwards in frustration.

I didn’t want this! Why, Why was I, why was Dazzle! ARGH!

Knock knock.

“Glare, can I come in?”

“Sure.” I said, staring up at the ceiling as Mom pushed the door open, stepping in and looking at me.

“You’re a mess.” She said as she sat down next to me.

“Really? Am I? You know I never noticed.” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm as I looked at my new chest.

“Don’t take that tone with me young man.” She said simply.

I suspect it was because she used the right pronoun, or perhaps it was the tone which every child has inbuilt into their reactions I propped myself up to look at her.

“Sorry, I...”

“I get that this is hard on you.” She said, moving her arm behind me so she could get me into a proper sitting position.

“Is it bad it doesn’t feel like it should be?” I asked, looking over at her.

She raised an eyebrow at me.

“Really? Why’s that? Why should this be easy? I don’t know about you but if I suddenly became a man I think I’d be rather put off by it.”

“I know, it’s just...” I looked around, I’d spent so long agnsting over this, I knew what the problem was, but why was it a problem?

“What is it? you can tell me.” Mom said in a tone I just couldn’t not respond to.

“Why does this bother me so much?” I eventually said, looking around and down at my new body parts.

“Why wouldn’t it?” She asked, looking at me as if I was crazy.

“I mean their boobs! I see them all the time, I like them! But then, why, why...?” I said, looking down at my chest, one of my hands off handily moving up and gripping one of them.

“If you play with them they’ll fall off.” Mom said.

I snorted back at her:

“That wasn’t true for the other thing so why would it be true for this? Anyway... I’d actually like these to fall off.” I muttered, my joke dissolving into me moping again.

“Well you’re right in saying that won’t work, but why do you think you shouldn’t be upset by this?” She asked in response.

“Because, because, I’m still me inside, I’m still who I was up here but... Inside, it’s all wrong, I, I, I don’t want to be this but everything I do just says... Urgh this is stupid.”

“No its not, keep going.”

I jolted my head around to look at her, determined to make sure she wasn’t morphing into an anthromorphic rabbit, after confirming she wasn’t I answered:

“Because, because, because I’m still me! This shouldn’t be such a big deal...”

“Your body is part of you.” Mom said simply. “It being wrong is obviously going to affect you, honestly why would you think otherwise?”

“Because it’s stupid...” I muttered, feeling ashamed of myself as I said the words.

“No it’s not. It’s your body and it’s not how you want it to be, there’s not a problem with that.”

I sighed deeply, falling over and flopping out on my bed again.

“I... Why can’t I get a consistent mind set on this!” I said, raising my hands into the air and shaking them violently. “Why do I have to keep flip flopping everywhere! Why can’t I just figure something out and...”

“If that’s what you want then do it.” Mom said simply.

“What?”

“Someone else can’t make a choice for you. You also can’t make a choice for someone else’s sake, make a choice and stick to it, even if it’s hard and you don’t feel like you can, you have to try if it’s what you want.” Mom said, looking at me as I flopped backwards.

“The night this happened, I told Dazzle I could stand this for a while...”

“Can you?” Mom asked.

“I, Maybe... I don’t want her to worry but I can’t act like this isn’t bothering me... And she knows it is... I just...”

“It’s okay. This isn’t something someone should have to go through, But don’t worry, Blooming’s working on a counter spell; Believe me I made sure of that. Dazzle defiantly won’t stop trying, I know my little girl and she always tries to make up for what she’s done wrong.”

“Didn’t she burn the kitchen down trying to bake more cookies to replace the one’s she ate?” I asked, a laugh escaping from my lips as I remembered that particular visit from the fire service.

“Well so long as she doesn’t burn you down it should be fine.” Mom said, a small smile on her lips (I suspect it would have been bigger if one of her kids hadn’t nearly burned to death that time {And if you’re wondering how as her brother I can make fun of that it’s very easy, she made it out.})

“She learned how to make something non flammable.” I said simply, thankful for that personally now I realised getting burned was a very real prospect.

“That’s a relief... Can you come back down yet?” Mom asked, looking at me as she said that.

I had to think about it for a little while; Was I? I mean, what if... No. No I wasn’t doing this, I was best when I acted and I could do this.

“Yeah... I think I can.”

Author's Note

I'll let you decide who the chapter titles referring to.

Anyway, sorry this once again took longer than I'd have liked to get written, creative drives annoying.

Why am I having this Conversation?

The next day was unusual. Firstly I was woken up by some who wasn't Dazzle or my Mom... at five in the morning, a mere two hours after I'd gone to sleep.

Unsurprisingly (at least to me) it was caused by the source of all my problems recently, Blooming Spectre.

Well, I guess technically it was an accident I got turned into a girl, I mean I could blame her as she was at the end of the path that lead to the transformation but... No. She was going to live here and I figured I should at least try to bury the hatchet for an honest accident.

That being said if she insists on getting drunk every night I am going to have issues.

We'd broken the meeting up downstairs at about 10pm when Dazzle passed out. The girl is many things and one of them is an eleven years old. The girl needs her sleep.

So Mom carried her to bed and I was left with Blooming... For about five minute's before she got board and said:

“Whelp, this is boring; I'm gonna head to Tree Hugger's party, get drunk and make out! I'll be back later.”

“Just don't bring them back here, okay, the last thing I want is strangers in the house when I'm like... this.”

“Ah don't worry about it, for one thing I'm not patient enough to walk back here before getting my freak on”

And then she left, specifically she left through a glowing pink portal she opened up with a wave of her hand.

“Is she gone?” Mom asked, surprised by the mage's absence.

“Yeah... Said she'd be back at some point.” I explained, wondering how she would explain the roses growing out of her hair to the bar tender.

“Well we better get the bed ready for her.” Mom said, indicating towards the sofa bed.

“Yeah...” I muttered, going to get the back to push it over.

Once that was done I elected to head up and play video games for the next few hours, a completely practical and worth while use of my time.

Definitely.

Anyway about half way through that my social media account alerted me to something that was going on.

“You have a friend request from 'Sunset Shimmer'” I said, looking at the notification, my inner thought process looked something like this:

Yay a girl wants to be friends with me!

Only because you got turned into a girl.

So, still a friend.

You've talked to her in real life before you twat!

Yeah but this...

Look just hit yes, she probably has something she wants to talk about.

So I listened to the voices in my head (So long as they weren't coming out of Pink Rabbits mouths I was fine with it) and clicked on the accept button.

SS: Hey Glare, this is you right? The picture was a bit...

LG: Taken before this?

SS: Yeah...

LG: Well I ain't changing it, last thing I want to do is admit this happened to people.

SS: About that

LG: Who the fuck else am I meant to tell?

SS: Your friends? Have you told them?

LG: Fuck no! As far as there concerned I've still got ma balls. If they come over I'm just gonna claim to be Spark.

SS: Who?

LG: My Cousin Sparkler; she mostly goes by Spark and I currently kinda looks like her and she never visits, I've seen her like once at a funeral.

SS: So you're going to pretend to be this Spark person while this is happening?

LG: Yup.

SS: That has so many ways of going wrong.

LG:Tell me something I don't know, but it was the only thing I could think of.

SS: that's fair, although there is someone else you've got to tell.

LG: Who?

SS: Principle Celestia, the Camp Everfree trip is coming soon and if you still want to go you're going to need to let her know... Plus... You might not get this fixed before school starts up again.

LG: Don't remind me, I take it that's what we're doing tomorrow?

SS: Yup, that was the plan.

LG: Fine, when you coming over?

SS: 11am good for you?

LG: I'd need to set my alarm but yeah, sure.

SS: Okay, Good night.

LG: Night.

With that conversation done I basically did what I do every night, Play video games and watch internet videos for far longer than I should be and eventually crawling to bed before passing out and waking up about halfway through the next day.

However there was a well endowed drunk problem with that, she was called Blooming Spectre and in her delirium apparently didn't realise that my room wasn't hers and while it may sound (to some extent) Awesome to be woken up in the middle of the night by a girl with massive boobs, well... No.

No it's really not, especially if boobs are the absolute last thing you want to think about at that moment in time having a massive pair of them rammed into your back with no warning is the exact opposite. (I should know, I asked Rainbow about it {Yes my face did go very red how did you know?} and she said it most definably wasn't, given how often that girl says the word I'm going to assume she knows what she's on about)

Anyway, if you're wondering exactly what was happening when I was woken up, well, this was what happened:

“Room good! Lovely room...” A very, very drunk Blooming muttered as she staggered in, hardly able to stand and the way she smelt indicated she wasn't as much drunk so much as she'd gone swimming in beer.

“Bed!” She cried, diving into the bed and grabbing me around the waist.

“Gah!” I cried, waking up properly as she squeezed me tight. “Blooming what the fuck!” I yelled, looking at the drunk mage as she muttered:

“Bad, pillow...”

“Argh!” I cried, to tired to pull myself free, but now too uncomfortable to fall asleep.

So it was when eleven am came around I was not exactly in the best mood, or rested, or anything.

Actually it was more when eight came around because Dazzle came to visit me, well specifically she was walking around looking for Blooming. She had a tactful response to seeing the predicament I was in (Human teddy bear was not a fun position to be stuck in)

“Pppmmmmmfft!” She snorted, looking at me and fighting off the giggles.

“Funny.” I muttered darkly, trying to wriggle free from her grip, now someone could see me I really wanted to get free, which I sadly couldn't do.

“Want some help?” Dazzle asked.

“I think I might need it.” I responded, looking at my Sister as she left the room. “You know when I said I needed help I didn't want you to just walk off and leave!”

“Give me a second!” She called back angrily as one of the taps in the bathroom started running before she walked back in with a glass of water. Before turning it upside down and dumping the contents on Blooming's head.

“Gahhh!” She gasped, spluttering awake as she looked around, specifically looking down at me (Who took the chance to escape and sprint away from her as fast as dead and tired limbs could.) and the fact she was in my bed.

“How drunk was I?” Blooming asked, looking around at the two of us.

“Extremely.” I responded, massaging my limbs as I looked at her in annoyance. “Care to explain why you thought my bed was a good place to sleep?”

“I don't know, judging by how much my heads hurting I'm guessing I drank about seven pints minimum.” She muttered, her voice dry and cracked as she rubbed her head.

She then looked around the room, turning to me and saying: “Don't suppose you have any aspirin here?”

“Think so, but on the grounds I got basically no sleep last night because of you you can find it.” I responded, enjoying my petty victory over her as she looked at me, her mouth agape.

“Oh come on!” She whined as I left the room.

Dazzle looked at me as I left, a grin on my face as I scoped up yesterdays clothing up off the floor so I could get changed in the bathroom.

After that I had breakfast and got to smile as Blooming walked into the kitchen and had to beg mum to tell her where the Asprin was kept.

I know its cruel of me to enjoy this victory... But I did so erm... Yeah.

Anyway before Sunset showed up I watched Dazzle's first magic lesson. It was, Interesting.

“Okay, so, what do you want to learn?” Blooming asked, looking down at my Sister as she flicked thought the book, stopping for a second to look up at her.

“Wait, Don't you know what to teach me?” She asked in amazement.

“Who do you think I am? And actual teacher? Trust me I'm really not, just tell me what you want to learn and I'll say if that's a really bad idea or not.” Blooming explained, grabbing the corner of the page Dazzle had open and decisively turning it over.

“Bad idea?” Dazzle asked, a small grin on her face as Blooming nodded.

“Extremely, trust me jumping to: raising an undead army always sounds fun but it has this bad habit of going insanely wrong insanely fast.”

“How do you know that?” I asked nervously from the side.

“Dumb bet with my first boyfriend I don't wanna talk about it.” Blooming said just as Dazzle stopped turning the pages and laid the book down flat so she could point to the spell she wanted to learn.

“Plant growth spell? Why on earth do you want to know that?” Blooming asked as the roses in her head opened up as she spoke.

“Well...” Dazzle started to say, however because of the frequent moaning from my little Sister (Fun fact, we bond over arguing who's school was worse, I think we were in agreement that all school were terrible)

“You just want to mess with Mr Sprout don't you?” I interrupted.

“Who?” Blooming asked, looking at me in confusion, so I elaborated:

“Her frigging English teacher.”

“How does plant growing fit in with an English Teacher? Isn't that more of a Herbologie thing?” Blooming inquired. I smiled, getting to see the gears in her head turning as I explained was quite funny to watch.

“Well you see, He's kind of a ginormous prick, see she was reading this book one day, something about fairies and this bell end said it was a stupid book and he expected someone of her talents to have a better choice of literature.” I continued.

“Okay, so I get wanting to spite him, but how the hell do plants come from that?” Blooming asked, her head tilted as she looked at me.

“She said she liked it for the magic and wonder and he called that stuff silly, her example was a bit where the protagonist escaped her perusers by ridding away on a giant Rose monster, and he called that silly, like magic and wonder is crazy or something!” I said, throwing my arms up into the air in annoyance.

“In all fairness you go to a school where magic literally exists, you have proof and evidence to back it up and everything.” Dazzle pointed out.

“On the other hand how the hell does someone teaching kids get away with slagging off their books? No duh a child's going to like childish things.” I explained.

“So in other words the first bit of proper spell work you want to learn is to scare the crap out of a teacher?” Blooming asked, her face going impossible to read.

“More like freak him out, not the same as scaring.” Dazzle said, looking up at Blooming, the confident grin on her face slowly fading away as she spoke.

“That's brilliant!” Blooming cried, her eyes alight as she quickly scrawled something down while saying: “Nothing gets the willingness to learn going like petty vengeance!”

“Do I want to know why you know that?”

“No, no you don't.” Blooming said, I noticed the roses in her hair moving as she said that.

“Does it have something to do with the flowers?” I asked.

“Erm... Kinda? Look please can we stop talking about this!?” She begged. It was at that point I noticed Sunset walking up the drive.

“Sure, I gotta go now anyway.” I said, getting up and walking towards the door, opening it at almost the exact time Sunset went to knock.

“Erm...” She said, looking at me as I stood there.

“Saw you coming up the drive.” I explained as we walked to her car... Except it wasn't a car.

“You ride a bike?” I asked as I looked at the bright Orange huge thing I was sure a high schooler wasn't legally aloud to own.

“Yup, 500cc, makes about three hundred and fifty horse power and can make one hundred and twenty easily.” She said, beaming as she rubbed her hands on the vehicle.

“I didn't think you were aloud a five hundred cc bike at our age?” I inquired, looking at the thign and noticing something attached to it that I was sure wasn't standard.

“It's, erm... 'Restricted'” She said with a week grin.

“When you say restricted...” I began.

“I have proof it was restricted, I have the kit attached and best of all it makes no difference because you cant tell the kits off unless I gun it, and I'm not dumb enough to do that around the cops.” She said with a grin, before reaching under the seat and throwing me a helmet.

“Might wanna put that on.” She said with a grin. “Also make sure you hold on tight.” She added.

“Will do.” I said with a grin as I pulled it on and walked towards her.

Author's Note

Why do I take so long to write this stuff?

Anyway, sorry for the wait, Know I want to write this faster even if i can't.

Wait what did you say?

Sunset has an... Unusual definition of the speed limit. Also Traffic laws and however the hell you're supposed to ride a bike safely.

I can safely say it is easily the most fun I've had since what I'm going to call 'The incident'

There was something inherently fun about whizzing through the nearly empty streets at insane speeds a few centimetres from the tarmac. Also seeing the path you normally spend three quarters of an hour walking moving so fast its got a minor blur is satisfying on a purely primal level.

I was almost sad when we pulled up the drive of the school five minutes later, my adrenaline was pounding and I was sure it wasn't going to cool down for at least half an hour.

“Well, how you holding up?” Sunset asked, looking over at me as I pulled the helmet off; she seamed somewhat disturbed by my manic grin.

“That, was. Awesome!” I cried, shaking my head for no apparent reason as I passed my helmet back to her.

“Well, that's different... Only Rainbow Dash has that response normally.” She commented as she pulled her own helmet off. “Normally everyone's just affirming their appreciation for solid ground after a ride with me.”

“Well they're cowards, that was amazing.” I responded.

“You would think the girls who fought three magical She Demons would be better able to handle one bike ride.” Sunset commented. “But, I'll forgive them, anyway, lets go get this conversation over with.”

I nodded and we headed in. (Electing not to point out she was one of the She Demons they'd fought, she probably knew that)

“Wow, back during the holiday's, this is weird...” I muttered as we headed into the school, which was bizarrely quite (Made sense, I mean, barley anyone was there but still...)

“You've seriously never been back into school during the holidays?” Sunset asked, looking at me as if I'd just said 'I ate my foot'

“Sunset I don't live in a fucking anime, School sucks and I take every chance to get away that I can.” I responded. “Last thing I wanna do is come back in when I don't have to.”

“Huh, well, makes sense... I guess.” Sunset muttered.

“Oh what? You went back into your school all the time?” I asked with a smirk on my face.

“Well not this one...” Sunset explained, looking around at the faulty lighting as we walked down 'Never fixed corridor' No idea why no ones ever bothered to fix it, surely its a health hazard.

Oh right, funding and this is a public school, I forgot.

“...But back when I was attending Celestia's school, well...” Sunset started but trailed off.

“Magic is easily more interesting than geography, even if I would rather of had a harrowing experience with that rather than magic.” I said with a smirk as I looked down, raising my hand to confirm they were still there.

“Do you have to do that?” Sunset asked, looking over at me as I, well... As we walked.

“This body has one upshot, don't take this from me.” I responded simply.

“I, Urghh... Fine, just don't do that in Celestia's office.”

“Don't do what in my office?” A voice said from right behind us.

“Nothing, nothing!” Sunset hastily blurted as she turned around, before noticing my hand hadn't moved when I turned around.

“Light Glare I take it?” She said with a smile as I realised what I was doing and moved my hand so quickly I'm sure I heard a whip like crack.

“Yes, I erm, you see...” I blurted, trying to pretend I wasn't embarrassed as all hell.

“Lets continue this in my office.” Principle Celestia said with a week smile as she pointed towards the door.

…

“...and now I've got breasts for the foreseeable future.” I finished explaining.

It said something about the Principle that she could just hear something like that and have no strong reaction.

“Well that's not the strangest thing that's happened around here lately.” Celestia said, looking at me before saying: “Could you stop doing that, I think you broke her.”

“Stop doing what?” I asked before I noticed how my hand had crawled up my body once again and was busy doing its thing. “Oh, sorry!” I said, my face going red as my hand snapped to my side.

“So, I take it you still want to go to Camp Everfree?” Celestia asked as she looked at me.

“Well, yeah if I could, although it might be a bit awkward to go as I am...” I muttered, looking down at my chest again. “Right now I just want to not be near Blooming or Dazzle, I know it wasn't intentional but...”

“You went through something unpleasant and want to have some fun.” Celestia said with a smile. “I understand that, trust me you're not the first person to be in that boat here.”

“So gender bent students are common around here?” I asked, hoping for a counter spell.

“No, but people dealing with the side effects of magic are commonplace in this school.” Celestia said, smiling as she looked at her screen and began typing something.

“I'm sorry, it's my fault the magic ended up over here in the first place...” Sunset muttered, causing Celestia to start giggling.

“Believe me Sunset, what you've done has been comparatively minor compared to some of the stuff that's happened at this school.”

“Wait what?” I asked, looking at her in confusion. “So, hang on, magical stuff's happened here before Sunset went... Red.”

“Oh yes.” Celestia said, giggling again as she saw the stunned look on both out faces. “What? A demon destroys the front of my school and I don't even react? Trust me, I've seen worse, just ask my sister about Nightmare Moon sometime.”

“Hold on what!?” Sunset cried, looking at her in amazement. “Magic's been a thing over here before I came over!?”

“Yes, it's been rather troublesome for decades now.” Celestia said off handedly.

“How long have you been teaching here? You look about twenty five.” I said, leaning in closer to look at her.

“Why thank you.” She said with a smile as she put a hand on my head to push me back into my seat. “My actual age... Well it's private but its a lot older than I look, magic's nice like that.”

“You're magical!” Sunset cried, her mouth agape as she looked at the Principle.

“Well yes, not as much as I used to be.” Celestia said as she reminisced. “The Witch Hunt years weren't fun, not that we were in danger of course; like fire could hurt us... Still wasn't very relaxing.”

“When were you going to tell us this!?” Sunset cried looking at Celestia. Who shrugged in response.

“Didn't think it was important, you girls always seamed to have the situation in hand.” Celestia said with a shrug. “Besides do you have any idea how much work it is to make sure the magic around here doesn't get out? I've been at it for over a century and it's only gotten worse. Anyway if you'd ever needed my help I would have given it, except with the sirens, couldn't do anything back then.”

“I, how was this not important!?” Sunset gasped.

“It was Equestrian magic, I don't think my experience could help much.” Celestia simply.

“I, I... Okay, sure...” Sunset said, flopping back into her chair.

“Why are you surprised? Isn't your Celestia the one who moves the sun around?” I asked, turning to look at her.

“You're not blown away by learning this!” Sunset practically screamed at me.

“Oh hell yeah, I'm just in shock at the moment, plus I'm still wondering about the whole Camp Everfree thing.” I said simply.

“You'll still be able to go, I need the okay from Gloriosa Daisy but I'm sure she'll be fine with it, I don't know what that girl does it but she'll do anything to make sure people are happy.” Celestia said with a smile.

“Okay, so should we go or?” I said, turning to face the door in my seat.

“Hold on, I just want to tell you something, and give you a warning.” She said, her face suddenly going rock hard and serious as she looked at me.

“Erm... Okay, what do I need warning about?” I asked, praying I wasn't going to have to deal with more magical crap than I already was; I wanted to go to camp to get away from the stuff.

“The tents are communal at the camp, you will be with another girl and it is extremely unlikely it will be with either of the two you've told.” She explained.

“Oh yeah... Didn't think about that.” I muttered darkly, then going red as I realised what that entailed. “Hold on I'm gonna be sharing a tent with a girl!”

“Yes you will be. Now I highly doubt I need to tell you this, but if you can't keep your hands to yourself...”

“What kind of creep do you think I am!?” I cried out, standing up and thumping my hands on her desk.

“I don't think that, but you are a teenage boy and it's natural to have concerns, if it wasn't for the fact I'm more worried about your condition staying secret I would try and make some special arrangements, but if I do that something will obviously be up.”

“I get that teenagers don't have the best reputation, but what kind of creep do you think I am?” I asked, actually kind of hurt as I looked at her.

“I swear no boy should be able to pull that kind of face.” Celestia said with a week smile.

“Why what am I doing?” I asked, looking around in confusion.

“You're doing the innocent puppy dog 'please don't be mad at me' face.” Sunset explained.

“I, how... Sorry.” I eventually muttered.

“Stop that, you're doing it again.” Celestia said with a smile. “Anyway, that was it, you're free to go now.”

We nodded and got up, I headed towards the door before we heard her call: “Oh, could you keep what I told you a secret? I don't want it to be common knowledge I or my Sister have magic.”

“Why? Want a reason to not help out when the next she demon comes around?”

That was meant to be a joke by the way.

She was... well.

“Yeah basically.”

“...” From me and Sunset caused her to add:

“You try fighting monsters for over two thousand years and not want a break.”

“Two... Two thousand...” Sunset muttered.

“I can by it.” I said dully as I took Sunsets hand and pulled her out of the room.

“Why are you not more shocked about this!?” Sunset gasped as we left the room.

“A better question would be why you are, I mean your Celestia was immortal, apparently; so why is it a shock, if it's because she's a human that's just racist. As for me, well... I'm kinda numb to feats of magic, its a sad fact of going here and well, these.” I explained, looking down and wondering how I could stop my hand from jumping up to my chest.

“Don't do that at the camp.” Sunset said, her eyes rolling as she spoke.

“Sorry, I don't realise I'm doing it.” I said awkwardly as with some effort I pulled my hand down.

“That's not a good sign.” Sunset muttered, her mind clearly somewhere else.

“You're still shocked the principle is apparently A: a Wizard and B: over two thousand years old. Aren't you?” I asked, even though it wasn't really a question.

“I, Why wouldn't she help us!” She cried. “Why is it she leaves us to do it alone if she could have helped?”

I shrugged as we turned a corner down a corridor.

“I dunno, character development? Ask Twilight how the Celestia you know deals with problems, maybe she's really into outsourcing or something.” I suggested as I looked at the pictures on the wall, and immediately my walk ground to a halt.

“I could ask her... why'd you stop?” She asked in confusion.

“Just wanna check something.” I said as I looked at said pictures. I'm fairly confident they were meant to show pictures of all the former head teachers. “They didn't used to all look like Celestia did they?”

“No what are... Oh.” She said, looking at them. They weren't showing different people anymore, in fact they all seamed to be Celestia and Luna wearing various disguises. (one was literally a Groucho Marks Glasses)

“Guess she must have some human magic perception spell going.” Sunset said as she looked at the pictures.

“Yes, I know what that is.” I said as I looked at her blankly.

“Opps, basically an enchantment to stop people noticing things. In this case the fact she's apparently been teaching here for over thirty years.” She muttered darkly.

“Yeah, well in all fairness why would you want everyone to know? I don't want anyone figuring out who I am while I'm stuck like this.” I also muttered darkly.

“I get that, but why didn't she tell us anything?” Sunset asked.

“I don't know, did your Celestia tell you everything? Because I suspect she didn't, also what exactly did we lose, I mean, you won and well, everyone likes you now.”

In retrospect probably should have phrased that better but she got the point at least.

“I guess, although if we get another She Demon and she doesn't help us out I'm going to be pissed.” Sunset said with a smile.

Given what was going to happen while we were at Camp I chose to believe she jinxed it at that point.

Author's Note

Okay, this one didn't take as long as the last one.

Anyway, I love fanfiction because I can write a story where whats written above is canon, even if it's probably not in the show/movies the idea came from.

Why Her?

The day of the Trip came very quickly (Made sense, it was only two days after the talk with Celestia.) and I can safely say I was happy to get out of the house.

It struck me as odd on the bus ride over that I was actively looking forward to this trip. Me and the outdoors do not go well together (The Day-ball burns my eyes) I am a self appointed shut in. I appreciate the outside world but for the most part I try to avoid it, it’s far more fun for me to be inside on my computer or watching something; so it was unusual to be so excited about spending a week at summer camp.

That being said a week ago I wasn’t a girl and more to the point; I wasn’t living with Blooming Spectre.

The girl is a pain in my ass. She seems to have no idea when it comes to teaching Dazzle (All she ever seems to do is act as a glorified spell checker and tell Dazzle when she was pronouncing words wrong) and mostly acts as a collection of things that piss me off.

Between her generally being intrusive and having no respect for my personal space or privacy... (Seriously every single time she goes out to get drunk she will always end up in my bed and when that happens I never get any sleep) ...She just has so many bad habits.

I’m guessing she lives alone because I can’t see anyone who lives with someone else doing stuff like drinking milk straight out of the cartoon, leaving stuff all over the place and dumping her clothes everywhere (I seriously want to know how the hell her bra ended up in the toaster)

I could probably live with this if not for one minor issue... She’s kinda important.

As crap a job as she was doing teaching Dazzle magic she was doing it and there have been results. Said results are also the second reason I wanted to get away from home for a while.

Magic, magic, magic, magic, magic, MAGIC! Seriously what does it say that I’m sick of frigging magic? You know, literal magic.

Trust me having a giant Venus fly trap growing out of your toilet while you’re sitting down is a very good way of putting you off.

Oh and that was a minor incident by the way. Trust me, you do not want to know some of the other stuff that’s happened.

So the point is getting out of the house for a week was worth putting up with the nature and the day-ball.

Still though that wasn’t to say it was perfect. Luckily for me the second curse was still active on me meaning I didn’t need to buy another camp uniform because my male one shrank to fit. The problem was I was a relatively attractive teen girl surrounded by teen boys in shorts and a somewhat tight fitting T-shirt.

These things do not go well together.

It was as I leant against the lamp post feeling the need to apologize for my gender that something I’d been dreading happened.

Flash Sentry showed up.

Otherwise known as my friend who hadn’t seen me in a week.

I had sent him a message saying I was feeling like crap and not able to go to camp but that my cousin Spark was going in my place and on the grounds she didn’t know anyone could you at least talk to her.

In my head that seemed like a good idea. The problem was I’d forgotten Flash is a bit... Chivalrous?

Now most of the girls like that, I can’t say I don’t get why; not being a colossal asshole is generally a good thing and being extra nice to girls is good enough. The problem was, well... I kinda knew he was going to do the same thing to me when he thought I was Spark.

I really didn’t want this.

“Hey, you’re Sparkler right?” Flash asked, offering a hand to me.

“Yup, that’s me!” I said with the most awkward smile ever on my face as I took the hand and shook it.

“Good to meet you, sorry about your cousin...” He said, looking awkward, as if this was something I would feel terrible about.

“Eh, he’ll get better...” I said, unable to keep the smile on my face as I realised I had no idea how long I’d be ‘Ill’ for.

“It’s not serious is it?”

Crap, he misinterpreted my smile vanishing.

“Yes, I mean no, I, erm...”

Dammit, dammit stupid brain words!

“Oh I’m sure he’ll feel better in a few weeks.” A new voice said.

Thank you Rarity! Thank you thank you thank you!

“Yes that!” I blurted, looking awkwardly between the two of them.

Smooth... Me.

“Okay then.” Flash said simply.

I am so glad at this point that Flash is too polite to say anything rude to people.

“So...” I said, trying to think of anything, anything at all, I could do this, hes my best friend, I can talk to him... right.

“...”

Dammit, dammit, dammit!

...

Yeah that could have gone better. I swear I will never be more glad to get on a frigging bus than at that moment.

Talking to people is hard. Extremely hard, sometimes.

I don’t think it’s an actual scientific fact but in my case I think boobs affect my ability to think straight and talk to my male classmates.

And I was now going to be stuck spending a week with them like this; Why was I so happy to leave the house again?

Oh yeah the Sofa tried to eat me yesterday.

Anyway, I know what we were supposed to do was talk about the camp and what we were going to do and sing along to the song... Please don’t be shocked when I confess to not doing that; I was going to spend the trip with my head in my kindle and I’m happy about that.

Well that was the plan, like all my recent plans it got interrupted. But not in a bad way.

We were a few minutes into the trip when the voice next to me spoke up.

“Is that Darring Do and the Marked Thief of Marapore?” The voice next to me asked.

I turned and realised who was sitting next to me; Canterlot high’s other ex she demon (seriously why the heck do we have two of those? Or let another three attend!?) Twilight Sparkle... The other one. Not the one who plays in a band and saved us from four of our five she demons.

Seriously there should not be that many at one school.

“Erm, yeah it is.” I responded with a small smile. “I’ve been meaning to read it for ages and well, long bus ride... Figured it would be a chance as any.”

“Yes it’s a good one, have you read any of the other books?” Twilight asked.

“I’ve tried, but at the moment there all too...” I then remembered who I was talking too and decided that I probably shouldn’t blurt out ‘Magical’ in front of her.

“What? To unrealistic, I did have my problems with the latter books.” Twilight said as she thought back on some of the later books.

“Are you kidding me, the books only get better as the series goes on!” Anouther new voice said, pulling herself over the chair to look at us.

“Rainbow she rafts down a river holding a towel up towel to propel her raft.” Twilight responded, rolling her eyes in annoyance.

“That’s a knowing reference/ homage to a great bit of British Sci-fi comedy, I liked that bit.” I explained, trying to figure out what to say without sounding like a jackass. “I’m okay with some cool (if silly) stuff in my pulp adventure stories; I’m just not big on magic at the moment... Too many stories from my cousin.”

Sunset and Rarity gave me a knowing nod from their seats but otherwise didn’t say anything.

“Yeah I can see that...” Rainbow Dash said, proudly puffing herself up “...But have no fear random girl, you have the protection of some of the most awesomest heroes ever to watch your back on this trip!”

“Oh is Mare Do Well here?” I asked, fighting off the urge to laugh at Rainbows face when I said that.

“What, no, us! Surely Glare mentioned us! I mean we saved his neck three times!” Rainbow cried with indignation.

“All he said was a rock band saved them from evil forgive me if I can’t put vague group descriptors to faces.” I shot back, realising I was having way to much fun pushing Rainbows buttons.

“Well that is true, although we hadn’t formed the awesome Rainbooms the first time we saved him.” Rainbow said, trying to get her ego back on track.

Now to take advantage of a running gag that went around the school when we were under light brainwashing.

“Hold on!” I gasped in moc shock as I looked at her. “The Rainboobs? Why did you call your band that... unless it’s not just your hair...”

That got her. Rainbows face went bright red and she fell back as Burst out laughing.

“Enjoying yourself a little too much there?” Sunset whispered, leaning over her chair to give me scathing look.

“In my defence it was funny.” I said back, even if I felt I should apologise to Rainbow Dash at some point.

...

The rest of the trip passed by in a relatively fun reading session, with my head planted firmly in my book while everyone else was sociable and talkative and sung songs. (With the exception of Rainbow Dash and Twilight, they spent the entire trip bickering about Daring Do and how real the books were, Rainbows arguments consisted mostly of: Yes that would work, it’s awesome. Which Twilight usually countered with: But physics says. Normally I’d be on her side but given my predicament the laws of physics have clearly given up around our school year so why fight it?)

Anyway, the only important thing I learnt about the trip was Celestia and Luna apparently went here when they were younger, I wonder how that works given the whole... Really old, maybe they could reverse their ageing... God I hope not, that has the potential to go all kinds of wrong.

Anyway once we were off the bus I walked in the vague direction of Sunset and Rarity once I retrived my backpack.

My first thought as I walked towards them was ‘Please don’t let me get stuck with Rarity, I’ll have literally no room’ Seriously why does that girl have about eleven bags? I got everything on the list in one larger than average backpack (that’s with my messy packing skills) I then heard Rarity say this:

“...The past year has all been a bit too much for my tastes.”

The last week has been far too much for my tastes, I feel you girl.

Anyway, I then got the fun experience of Flash briefly forgetting that the current Twilight was not the one we knew from the various events.

Then the intercom went off... and I hated the speaker already. I get what she was going for but forced peppiness just hurts to hear. (Also makes me feel like I’m six but whatever)

Anyway, I’m too lazy to repeat everything she said (it’s really not worth it anyway) so I’ll sum it up simply:

We were going to be assigned random tents (literally names out of a hat, well matching cards to indicate who we were bunking with; you get it) and it was apparently our job to make something for other campers to enjoy during their stay.

Yes, we had to make something for other people to enjoy... while they were making something for future campers... Okay I sort of get it but... Why?

Actually after I got my tent card from Timber (The older brother of the annoying person on the speaker, she was infinitely more pleasant in person, even if I’m thinking of starting a betting pool for when something goes tit’s up as a direct result of her saying ‘I got this’ Blooming has said that about five times since she moved in three days ago and it never works out) I went over to investigate Celestia and Luna’s gift, figured someone might as well enjoy it.

That and the fact the marks around the edge were glowing.

“Enjoying our gift?” Principle Celestia asked, walking over to me to look at it.

“Yeah... Is it meant to be glowing or is that a magic thing?” I asked.

“I assure you there is no magic involved...” Luna began before Celestia butted in.

“Already told her/him the truth Lulu.” She explained with a smile.

“Dammit Tia...” She groaned, in that tone Dazzle frequently uses whenever I do something stupid.

“So is it magic or...?” I asked, seriously the glow was weirding me out at this point. (That and I came to camp to get away from magic.)

“Yes, long ago there was a thing, we disguised ourselves as teens to get in, you don’t have to worry, its long gone now.” Celestia explained, (adding that last bit upon seeing my look of horror) I’m sure she was being intentionally vague about details here. “Anyway, the Dail was designed to keep any residue magic trapped here until it burned out, shoulda done that a few years ago now.”

“And you kept bringing students here while that was happening?” I asked, trying not to sound too much like I thought she was fucking insane.

“It was purely a back up, we were fairly confident we destroyed most of his power, literally there was no evidence of anything.” Vice Principle Luna explained.

“Okay... Why a Sundial?” I asked, I mean really, out of everything they could have picked, like was it essential or...

“Tia likes them.” The Vice Principle explained. “I think they’re ridiculous, you can only use them half the time... if you’re lucky.”

“Your just jealous.” The Principle shot back. The siblings then dissolved into petty bickering... Yup they’re siblings.

I was about to leave to go find my tent mate when she elected to ask in a not very subtle way.

“Where is the holder of the Quatz Card! Trixie does not like to be kept waiting you know!”

I glanced down at the card in my hand...

I swore as I looked over at the girl I’d be buncking with for the next week... CHS resident magician...

Fuck.

Author's Note

My upload schedule has officially gone to hell... Sorry bout that.

Anyway sorry for skipping over the Welcome to camp bit, I'll introduce Timber and Gloriossa properly in the next chapter... but if you're reading this you've seent he movie and it would basically play out the same and there's no point in reading that... plus its a slog to write.

The Universe Hates Me

Why is it that whenever I really want something the universe seams determined to keep it away from me?

I mean… Trixie, our schools resident magician. Why am I stuck rooming with someone, who A: doesn’t know what’s going on with me (and never will if I have anything to say about it) and B: is obsessed with magic.

Well, maybe it would be okay, I mean she's cute and was only a stage magician; its not like she has actual magical powers or anything…

Deciding I could do this I moved forward towards her, an amazingly forced grin on my face as I approached her.

“I’m the one with the Quartz card.” I forced out though my clenched teeth (never try to talk and maintain a smile at the same time)

“Then you have the grrreat honour of rooming with the…”

“I know, my cousins mentioned you.” I interrupted, I’ve heard enough of her ‘Great and powerful’ stic in the halls, I don’t need to hear it again.

“Well your cousin has very fine taste to have told you about the Grrrreat and Powerful Trrrrixie!” She declared, throwing her arms into the air and sending sparks everywhere.

“How did you do that?” I asked, looking around confused as the sparks disappeared into the air.

“Oh you silly mortal, a magician never reveals her secrets.” Trixie said, leaning forward and flicking me on the nose before turning around calling: “Now come on, Trixie requires help with her unpacking.”

Well as tempting as that offer was… I still went because I had nothing better to do. Everyone else was sorting there stuff out and I might as well do the same thing.

…

Once I was inside the tent I did seriously begin to wonder if I was the only one who noticed the whole ‘Pack light’ bit of the brief. Seriously Trixie had four large and heavy suitcases she needed dragging in. by comparison I had one hiking backpack (Which up until now has been acting as a foot stall in my room) and I'd easily managed to get everything I needed in it.

Not very well admittedly (as should be evident by the fact I had to extract my shower gel out from one of my short legs) but still, I got everything in such a small amount of space, why was every other member of the female population having such difficulty with this?

Wait did I just say…

“Now the power to see through time will be mine!”

Thank you! A distraction.

Eagerly taking advantage of that fact I turned to look at Trixie, who appeared to have thought a glass football was worth bringing along on a trip to a summer camp.

“What’s that?” I asked, pointing at the orb.

“It is Trixie’s crystal ball.” She explained. “With its powers I can see through space and time.”

“Is that what you think or what you tell your audience?” I asked, knowing the answer; living with Blooming Spectre for a while is really helpful when it comes to telling the difference between actual magical artefacts and fakes (I learnt very quickly to stop touching her stuff no matter how bazar a location I found it in after I tried to get her bra out of the toaster, trust me on this it is not a pleasant experience to get a high power magical shock sent through you for trying to clear something up.)

“The details do not matter.” Trixie responded, looking a little bit defensive as she spoke. “What is important is what I can see in it.”

“Okay, sure.” I muttered, not believing a word of it.

“Well I wouldn’t expect one such as yourself to understand the subtle art Trixie practices.” She shot back at me, a defiant look of annoyance in her face as she spoke.

“Well all I can see in it is the floor, so forgive me if I’m a little sceptical.” I responded, heading out of the tent and praying it wasn’t covered in too much magical crap when I got back.

“Very well, but Trixie warns you, in ten seconds duck.” She said, putting on her mystical talk that I (and every other CHS student) was far to used to hearing.

“Yeah I’ll remember that.” I said back, then added much quitter. “Delusional b…”

Thwak!

“Argh!” I cried as I was knocked to the floor, a sharp pain ringing out form the side of my head. “The fuck…”

“Sorry!” A voice cried. Much like Trixie declaring herself to be great and powerful everyone at CHS knew that voice apologising about something. “I just don’t know…”

“Derpy you threw a ball at her head, it’s pretty evident what went wrong.” Rainbow Dash retorted, retrieving the offending piece of sporting equipment and offering me a hand up. “Sorry about her, she’s got great pitching power but her lazy eye…”

“It’s fine.” I muttered, gently rubbing the side of my head (which felt like a truck had hit it, but we’ll ignore that little detail)

“Yeah that’s a head injury, it’s probably not. Hey Fluttershy!” She called, causing the pink haired girl to jolt and look around at Rainbow Dash slightly nervously. “This girl took a ball to the head, does this look bad to you or what?”

“What’s that?” A different worried voice called. Gloriosa Daisy (looking very haggard as she sprinted out of her cabin.) came running towards me as another large man came walking out of the cabin behind her.

“I got hit on the head, it’s fine really…”

It was then when I remembered that to most people head injuries were a big deal. Most people haven’t had to run away from there own Sofa trying to eat them admittedly and have someone magically un break their foot after it got stuck in the mouth of said sofa. (did I mention that was absolutely horrifying?) so they probably didn’t have the same perspective as me.

“Let me see that!” Gloriosa cried, moving closer to look at the large lump swelling up on my head. “That looks bad, I think you should go to the first aid cabin; I’ll go call Timber.”

“Okay… where is the first aid cabin?”

…

“Well the good news is it doesn’t look to serious.” Timber explained to be as I sat on the side of the bed as he finished examining my injury. “You should be fine by tomorrow, but I’d advise you not to do anything to strenuous for the rest of the day, IU’d go back to your tent and find something relaxing to do.”

“Well that Barroth isn’t going to kill it’s self…” I muttered, thinking to my games console lying in my bag that was just waiting to be used.

“That’ll do.” He said with a smile, causing me to stare at him. “What? I know video games, Monster Hunter, right?”

“Erm, yeah….” I muttered, something about the way he was talking was rubbing me the wrong way.

“They’re fun, we should go on a hunt sometime…”

Nope.

“Erm, yeah how old are you?” I asked while backing up as fast as I could.

“Huh?” He asked, suddenly realising why I was backing up (Well half the reason anyway, something tells me if he knew the other reason why I was squicked out he wouldn’t have done that in the first place.) “I’m seventeen? why are you asking?”

“Okay with that age no, but your missing a couple of things I tend to look for…” I said with a week grin.

Timber (who now looked more confused than anything else) asked:

“What do you mean?” He asked. It was then I realised I was dealing with someone who was very big on their masculinity and trying to be as smooth as possible, so I might as well be as blunt as possible.

“Missing thing number one and missing thing number two.” I said, grinning as I pointed to each of the girls one at a time.

“Ah… well that makes sense.” He said. “Although I wasn’t flirting. I was just asking if you wanted to go on a hunt sometime.”

“Oh! Crap! sorry about that… Well I’m not but you know.” I said, feeling slightly bad about my assumption. “Thank god you weren’t… that is the last thing I needed right now.”

“Hard time at home?” He asked with a sympathetic tone.

“You could say that…” I muttered, thinking about the Mimic we now had instead of a sofa (in the end we had to pacify him by feeding him bacon sandwiches and promising to disenchant it as soon as we could find a way to relieve him of his hellish existence.)

“That sucks, I get what it’s like having people wanting you to do something you don’t want to.” He said with a small smile.

“What do you mean?” I asked. I wasn’t completely stupid, I knew what was going on in relation to me, he’d assumed I’d come out and it hadn’t gone well, but what was wrong with him?

“Well lets just say running a summer camp wasn’t my first choice for what I wanted to do with my life, never really gone that far away form it before actually. Lots of things I intend to do as soon as I’m older and can leave this place…” Timber explained. “I’m not like my sister, nature is not my thing…”

“I get that.” I said, looking out of the window at the tree line and grass. “Nature really isn’t my thing and I always try my best to ignore it when I can.”

“Things must be really bad at home for you to come here instead.”

“You would not believe it.” I muttered dully, glad this bed had no chance of receiving an unwanted large breasted visitor.

“Yeah... anyway I'd better make sure my sister isn't running herself ragged.” Timber said as he got up.

“And I'm sure a dark blue haired dork has nothing to do with it.” I added, unable to help myself.

“That is also true.” He responded with a grin as he left.

I rolled my eyes and got up, ready to spend the rest of my day relaxing...

It was then that I got back and remembered I had one of the most exuberant and outgoing girls in the school as my tent mate.

“Welcome back foolish mortal!” Trixie declared as I pushed my head back through tent door.

“Hello again.” I muttered as I walked over to my camp bed. I flopped forwards and let my body hit it with a satisfying:

Thump.

“You cannot seriously be planing to spend your first day at camp in bed?” Trixie said in disbelief as I clumsily reached out for my bag with my hand and pulled out my games console.

“I took a ball to the skull.” I retorted, flipping open the screen and turning the devise on. “I hold the right to laze around for one day.”

“Well that's fair, but you cannot be planing to spend your entire day in here looking at that screen.” Trixie pointed out.

“Just watch me, this game gives you hour time limits per hunt for a reason.” I retorted.

“Well Trixie does need some time... Very well, however Trixie demands you come out in an hour!”

“Erm... What for?” I asked as she walked out, dragging two of her cases as she left.

With no answer I elected for operation 'Fuck it' and got to work trying to reduce that Barroth to carvings in my inventory.

…

“Trixie demands her audience!” Came a call about fifty minutes later. I say fifty minutes because that's how long it took me to finally bring that thing down, it would have been quicker but I kept getting mobbed by cats and smaller mobs every time I started to make an impact... so here I was.

“Fine.” I muttered darkly as the body disappeared now I'd gutted it. Flicking the screen shut and walking out of the tent.

Thankfully no one else was really around the tent at the moment (The less time I spent around other people the better) so it was just me watching Trixie's... God dammit! Why didn’t the hat and cape tip me off!

“Behold, the spectacular feats of... Hey!” She called as I went to head back into the tent before she grabbed me.

“You said you'd watch!” She whined.

“No I didn't” I responded as I tried to get free.

I wish I could say I was able to break free, but I couldn't. I tried to get away but seeing her face made me unable to push past her. (That and hormones, Stupid adorable Trixie)

“Fine...” I muttered darkly as I turned around and plonked myself down in front of Trixie's make shift stage.

“Good! Now bear witness to the most incredible feats of magic ever witnessed by human eyes!” Trixie declared as she shot more sparks out of her hand and beamed as her performance began.

…

Well I didn’t do that, mostly because I had an actual magic sister (And could apparently do some myself… although at the moment all I’d managed was sending one jerk flying) and a mage living in my house.

That being said; I’m not sure I would have enjoyed her show as much as I did if I hadn’t had said people living in my house.

Knowing the biggest risk, I was going to suffer during this display of magic was perhaps getting a paper cut from a stray strand of confetti made the whole thing infinitely more enjoyable to me.

That and some of her tricks were actually kind of impressive… For example, I really don’t want to know where she was hiding all those doves (if they where rammed up her sleeve I’m sure that counts as animal cruelty.) Or on that point where she got all the pyrotechnics from…

“Well, are you amazed!? Are you blown away!? Have you felt the power and mysticism of Trixie!?” The overly eager magician cried. Beaming as she got slightly to close to my face for comfort.

“Erm… sure… the tricks we’re good… although I feel you might benefit from an assistant…” I muttered, trying to break eye contact as Trixie backed off.

“What do you mean?” She asked, sitting inside her duck taped rectangle that was her stage.

“Well you had to keep running to get stuff and that was a bit distracting… plus you don’t have the same presence while rummaging around in a trunk…” I explained, suddenly wondering where her band mates were.

“Trixie is not sure that is a good idea…” She muttered as she looked around. “Trixie’s past attempts with an assistant have not been… Good…”

“What happened?” I asked, feeling bad for the magician (something I thought the last week or two would have rendered impossible)

“Trixie is apparently… Difficult to work with…” The silver haired magician admitted, looking down at the ground in annoyance.

“Really?” I asked in moc surprise. Knowing full well Trixie could be difficult from having bumped into her in the corridor a few times (and that one time when the vending machine was out of peanut butter crackers… Trixie was not a happy girl when that happened)

“Yes, apparently it is a problem for Trixie to take her art so seriously.” She muttered, hitting the ground in annoyance.

“Wait what?” I asked in confusion.

“Yes apparently asking for regular practises and to wear outfits actual stage magicians wear is asking to much.” Trixie growled.

“Why what were you asking them to wear?”

When I asked that I expected her to pull out her phone and google an image… I did not expect her to reach into one of her trunks and pull out the garment.

“Wow…” I gasped, going red and trying to ignore what was going on between my legs.

“It is rather good isn’t it.” Trixie said, complimenting her choice as she brushed it out.

“Maybe they didn’t want to be ogled?” I suggested, I mean the outfit was hot and all but as someone who’s been very self-conscious recently I can totally get why you wouldn’t want to wear that thing…

Trixie to my surprise grinned.

“I require use of the tent.” She said, pulling something else out of the trunk and walking disappearing into its fold. Only emerging to say: “No looking at Trixie until she is ready.”

“Okay…” I muttered, wondering what she was going to do…

I got my answer when she called: “You can come in now.”

Wondering what harm could come from looking in I got up and stuck my head through the tents doors and…

Wow.

Trixie was planning on wearing that… on stage… I, it looked like something my second curse would create… that thing was just so… so…

“Durrr…” Was all I could say.

The outfit looked, well… well it looked like a suit on top, an incredibly tight fitting blue suit, but still a suit. That then went into a blue swimsuit thing… (I don’t know what its called but the point is the outfit had no skirt or legs) combined that with the thigh high boots and her cape and hat… well she was going to be successful at hogging the spotlight lets put it that way.

“I see you like Trixie’s outfit…” She said with a grin.

“Yeah a little bit…” I said with a goofy grin on my face as proper words finally started to form again. “You must be brave to go on stage dressed like that…”

“You think?” Trixie asked, tilting her head to look at me as I plonked myself down on my bed.

“Yeah… I’d never wear something like that.” I explained. “I feel creeped out enough in a tight T-shirt, I cannot even begin to imagine what that’s like.”

“Trixie finds it liberating personally.” She said offhandedly as she leant back in her own bed.

“Seriously?” I asked in disbelief… How could she just…

“Well of course.” She responded. “Trixie is not ashamed of herself and is not worried about what others think, and if looks good then why shouldn’t I show it off.”

“Because it’s embarrassing?” I suggested, causing her to laugh.

“Life is far to short to let little things like that worry you.” She said as she looked at me as my eyes dropped to the floor.

“What about… you know… guys? Aren’t you worried about what they think when your dressed up like that.” I muttered darkly.

“Of course, I am.” She responded, grinning as she adopted the ‘French girl’ pose on her bed and smiled at me. “I want their full attention, plus if they’re distracted it helps my tricks, they can’t see how they work if they’re not looking for it.”

“Yeah but… what about…”

“This isn’t exactly casual wear.” Trixie responded with a week grin as I looked down at the ground again.

After a few seconds she said:

“Has something happened to you?”

“What?” I asked, jolting slightly, the few seconds of her not talking having tricked me into thinking the conversation was over.

“Well, you act scared about them and I just wondered…”

“Nothings happened like that… Okay I think I’ve had one guy put his hand on me without asking… he got sent into a wall…” I muttered, thinking back on it and realising the worst thing that had happened to me was one guy being to touchy with my hair and a few creepy looks I’d been guilty of before this happened.

“So, you’re more than capable of defending yourself and you’re still scared of what could happen if you stepped outside your door wearing anything other than a sack?” Trixie asked, looking at me as if I was mad.

“Yeah… Sounds silly when you say it like that…” I muttered, looking up at the ceiling sadly.

“It’s not silly.” She responded. Shocking me slightly. “I mean, the fact you seam against anything sexy is worring…”

“How would you know? We just met today.” I pointed out.

“We met today, However Trixie was looking for trainers when you went looking for… well it seamed like an entire wardrobe to be honest.” She explained.

“Oh.” I said dully, realising she must have been at the mall the other day. “Yeah, well… The airport lost my clothes.” I invented wildly. “You know how it goes… can’t trust them with anything.”

“That Trixie agrees with.” The silver haired girl nodded, her purple hat swaying on her head as she moved. “I lost my second favourite cape on a flight once.”

“Ouch, sorry to hear that.” I said, feeling genuinely bad for that.

“It is okay, I only lost my second favourite cape.” She said. “Although Trixie appreciates the concern.”

“No problem.” I said with a week grin.

“That’s not a problem… However, Trixie feels it would be okay for you to wear something other than T-shirts and shorts.”

“Erm… that’s the camp uniform remember?” I said, wondering if anyone other than me had actually read the damn letter.

“Trixie is not getting in trouble at the moment.” She responded with a grin.

“Yeah… but we’re inside the tent at the moment? Remember?” I said, gesturing to the fabric around us.

“Yes, yes we are.” She responded.

We then sat there awkwardly for a while before saying:

“Why are you so against dressing sexily?” She eventually asked me.

“Take your pick.” I responded, rolling my eyes as I looked at her. “Low self-esteem, not comfortable with my body, not wanting others to see me…”

“Well that’s dumb, you have a very good body.” Trixie said, adjusting her position so she could see me better.

“Trixie are you hitting on me?” I asked, causing her to go red.

“No.” She said simply. “I just think it’s a great waste.”

“Well it’s not like I have anything else to wear right now anyway.” I pointed out, somewhat worried about what would happen if Dazzle’s counter curse wore off while I was wearing a camp uniform. Booty shorts? Tank top?

Why am I thinking about this so much?

Trixie just raised an eyebrow.

“What?” I asked, looking at her as she reached down into an open case and lifted the assistants outfit into view.

“No.” I responded, backing up as she raised her other eyebrow.

“You sure?” She asked with an enormous grin on her face.

“Why would I?” I asked as I hit the canvas of the tent.

“Well Trixie has been giving you a free show all this time…” She responded as her eyebrows returned to the normal position on her face.

“Okay, One: I never asked for that! Two: I thought you weren’t hitting on me…”

“I’m not, it’s just that no ones worn this before.” She explained. “I hopped wearing my outfit might be encouraging…”

“Well, I mean its good but… I…”

Come on! Just say no! How hard can it be!

But come on! She’s been dressed like that for ages, how bad could it be!

We never asked her to wear that!

But why does that matter? She’s still been wearing that all this time? Besides it would just be for her.

We are not!

But you still want to wear it… don’t you?

A little… I mean no! No!

You already said it.

But, but…

You know it can’t hurt right? I mean, doing it once in front of one person wouldn’t hurt.

But, but… my masculine…

Your masculine pride is currently in another body. Come one, just once, it could be fun…

But… dammit.

“Give it here…” I muttered, my face going red and my chest contracting as I said it.

…

“Can Trixie come in now?” She called from the outside of the tent.

“Yu… Ye… Yes!” I blurted, my face going red as I struggled to not think about what I was wearing.

Trixie burst in, grinning as she saw me.

“You look great! Truly an assistant worth of the Grrreeaaat and pooowwwweerrrrful…”

“I never agreed to that!” I blurted, the one-piece outfit and tiny mini skirt was not something I was happy about to begin with when it was just her, never mind in front of a crowd.

“Trixie considers that a great shame.” She responded as she pulled out her phone. “Oh well, get over here I want a picture.”

“No!” I blurted, I did not want this on record, I did not want this…

“Smile!” She beamed as she posed next to me as I tried my best to play along while she snapped the picture.

“Want to see?” She asked, grinning as she messed around with her phone.

“Might as well.” The image was preserved forever now, might as well see it. “Although if that goes online I swear!”

“It’s okay.” She smiled, grinning as she turned the screen around. “This is just for my phone.”

As I looked at the image it made me realise something, this was okay… I think I could handle stuff like this so long as it was me and one other person.

Which isn’t much of an improvement, but hey… I can think of a few things I’d like to try at least once…

Dammit Trixie, I wanted to hate this… now… okay I still hate it but… I might be able to have some fun with it.

Author's Note

I have nothing to say other than Trixie's dialog is hard to write.

I Hate Myself

Author's Note

Sorry about the long weight, lack of motivation, University work and updates to none pony related projects have kept me from working on this story longer than I would have liked. I would say I hope to get the next chapter out sooner but I wouldn't expect that to happen.

I Hate Myself

“Stupid! Stupd! Stupid!” I cried, resonating each saying of the world with a dull ‘Thunk’ as I smashed my head into one of the wooden pillars supporting the food tent.

“Erm… Glare you okay?” Sunet slowly asked as she walked up to me, hesitating slightly as I continued to thump my head against the pillar while saying.

“Yeah…” Thunk! “…I’m…” Thunk! “…Fine…” Thunk! “…Just…” Thunk! “…Made…” Thunk! “… A really…” Thunk! “…Bad…” Thunk! “…Descision...” Thunk! “…Last…” Thunk! “…Night.” Thunk!

“Erm… what exactly did you do and why are you trying to crack your skull open because of it?” Sunset asked as she grabbed my head in an effort to stop me splitting my head in two.

“You know I’m tenting with Trixie right?” I asked; she’d asked me to call her by her full title in public… but sod that, I refuse to feed that girls ego anymore. If it got any bigger she’d be in danger of exploding.

“Is she that bad?” Sunset asked, looking at me in confusion as I tried to get free so I could smack my head against the pillars again.

“She has this habit of getting me to agree to things I never would have done in my right mind.” I explained. “Last night was bad enough… but this morning…” I explained, sighing as I looked down at my hand and realised I didn’t need a pillar to hit my head against as I began hitting my head again.

“What did she do? And Stop that!” Sunset added as she grabbed my fist before I could hit myself in the head again.

“She’s putting on a show.” I explained as I let my hand go limp, this wasn’t getting me anywhere anyway.

“Why is that a bad thing?” Sunset inquired, clearly confused as to what the problem was; realising she probably needed that detail to explain why I was trying to crack my own skull open I explained.

“She got me to agree to be the assistant, said it was vital to the act that I was on stage wearing… wearing…” I shuddered as I thought of that outfit again; once with just one person looking I could do, in front of a crowd… well let’s just say that was high up on my ‘Things I never want to do’ list.

“That bad?” Sunset asked, a sympathetic smile on her face as she looked at me.

“It makes your demon get up look conservative.” I explained. “And you were flying around in that skirt.”

“Don’t remind me.” Sunset muttered darkly. “I will say I’m surprised the uploader of the video thought to darken out then… well you know.”

“It was Flash who did it.” I explained as I sat down at one of the tables. “Guy knows what he’s doing with video editing and the Principle Celestia wanted what happened covered up somehow… guess making it look like a student film takes a lot of work off her shoulders for once.” I thought, thinking back to the pictures on her wall and how long she’d been around for… and what she’d been doing.

I promptly stopped because it made my head hurt.

“Sometimes I think that boy is to good for this Earth.” Sunset smiled as she sat down on the bench. “I almost feel bad I was using him as a social booster and nothing else.”

“Were you ever interested in him for any other reason? I mean outside of a trophy boyfriend.” I asked, I mean, Flash was a pretty stand up guy most of the time, sometimes it was scary how nice the dude was, especially if you’re me and you know he’s not putting on an act. It was possible she…

“If I swung that way probably, although I should probably try and make it up to him at some point for being a horrible girlfriend.” Sunset said in a rather blasé way as she looked out the window behind me.

“Well that makes sense.” I commented, realising this conversation was getting awkward. “Well, see you later, I’ve got to meet Trixie in the woods, she wanted a place to practise where no one could see her fuck up... I mean see her tricks ahead of time.”

Smooth, covered that one up well.

“Well that’s what practise if for, Anyway a bad practise before the show means a good final performance… At least that’s what people who work in theatre say” Sunset said brightly.

“Given this will be my first rehearsal I bloody well hope that’s true.” I muttered as I stood up. “Anyway, I’ve got to go.”

…

After ten minutes of walking I was at the stage.

I had several questions which I will proceed to list below for convenience:

1: Where the fuck did that stage come from?

2: Where did she get all those fireworks from?

3: Were we going to set the whole forest on fire doing this show?

And 4: Why was she wearing her stage outfit now!? And more to the point did she expect that from me?

Please say no, please say no.

I walked towards the stage, stepping gingerly onto it (for some wacky reason I doubted the structural integrity of something set up in about an hour by one person) and looked around.

“Okay Trixie seriously, how the hell did you get your hands on all of this?” I asked, looking at the multitude of pyrotechnics she had set up; at this point it wasn’t a matter of if we were going to set the place on fire, it was when.

“Trixie’s dad does not watch his stock as well as he thinks he does.” She explained with an grin as she rolled out more cables.

“Stock?” I asked as I made my way to the back of the stage, careful not to trip on any of the wires and set something off.

“Trixie’s dad run’s a store.” Trixie explained, her grin falling as she strode across the stage and began wrapping the wires up with duct tape and moving the bunches of wire to the back of the stage (presumably so we could walk around on it without tripping up and shattering our faces upon impact) “And not a good one for that matter.” She added as she began to unroll one of her background posters. “I think Mom makes more than he does selling her ‘Magic Flutes’”

“Ouch.” I said, trying to act like a ‘Magic flute’ wouldn’t have eased my stress recently (Presumably anyway, I wouldn’t know, has anything I’ve done implied I’ve got even close to the balls (metaphorically) necessary to take anything stronger than cough medicine if a doctor didn’t prescribe it to me?) “Sorry to hear that.”

“It does not matter.” Trixie said, a hard edge to her voice as she unfurled the other rather impressive background, seriously I want to know who made those banners, that was a high quality job they did there. “Trixie will instead enjoy laughing at them later in life when she’s on the road.”

“That I can buy.” I said simply, seeing the down look on her face I decided to swallow my pride in an effort to cheer her up. “Hey, should I get changed or?”

Please say no, please say no!

“Yes that would be good… Hey!” Trixie suddenly called, looking at someone who’d just walked into the clearing.

They looked vaguely familiar to me, green hair didn’t stick out too much at Canterlot high but I didn’t recognise that shade specifically… or did I? Urgh this is a pain.

“Gah!” The girl cried, jumping into the air and looking at Trixie in shock.

“Who are you and why are you Spying on the Grreeaat and powerful… Trixxie!”

This girl knows no humility.

“Trixie don’t be an ass.” I said simply, jumping off the stage and walking towards the girl (She was actually kind of cute I realised as I got nearer) “Sorry about her, you okay… Erm… Okay sorry to say this but I’m new…”

“Oh, I erm…” The girl blurted, looking around desperately before suddenly dropping her backpack and pulling out a rock, aiming it at my face as it flashed.

“Argh! Fuck!” I cried as I staggered backwards.

“Spark what are you doing down there?” Trixie asked, looking confused, her eyes darting back and fourth between a point in front of her on the stage and where I was currently.

“I was talking to that girl…” I began, suddenly realising there was no one around me.

“You appear to be alone.” Trixie pointed out.

“You yelled at her when she walked past.” I pointed out.

“No I didn’t.” Trixie responded flatly.

“Yes you were.” I shot back, was she just fucking with me now? I mean I could buy it…

“Trixie assures you she was not.” Trixie said, looking legitimately surprised as she looked at me. “Anyway, shouldn’t you be getting changed right about now?”

“Sure…” I muttered as I walked away. Something was wrong, that flash came from a rock and I know the girl was real because I could see her footprints. I suspected I knew what was going on here… and I was not happy about having even more magic to deal with.

…

“Trixie this is getting silly.” I said dully from inside the box, as in the kind you cut in half. I’m pretty sure most magicians get a second person to help with this particular trick, as opposed to some kind of bad fake legs that Trixie had. I know the girl was on a budget but still.

“You have no faith.” Trixie shot back. She’d been snapping a lot recently. I think she was probably stressed (which admittedly probably wasn’t helped by me not having a clue what I was meant to be doing most of the time) going by the slightly crazy eyes and the fact her left hand was always stuck in a permanent fist.

“I think you might be overdoing it.” I responded as I got myself out of the box (Being scrunched up inside it frigging hurt after a while) and stretching. “I think we need a break anyway.”

“We are doing just great!” Trixie declared, standing up and wobbling slightly as she staggered backwards a few steps.

“Uh huh.” I said, hoping she could read ‘I don’t believe you’ off my face as I walked towards her. “Look, the show isn’t for a few days, we’ve got time to take a break.”

“You say that now, but that sort of thinking leads to a never ending slope of procrastination and unexceptional-ness and Trixie refuses to fall into that.”

“Okay, sure.” I said as I walked towards the back of the stage to change out of the assistants outfit (which would have been a nicer experience if not for the tiny issue of their being no walls aside from the one at the back of the stage, meaning you were exposed from most angles) “But even professionals have breaks and stop to eat.”

“It hasn’t been that long…” Trixie began before I remerged and held my phone out, showing it was currently three in the afternoon. We’d eaten at about 8am (Stupid sun, rises far to early for my liking and it’s not like you can ignore it when all you’ve got is thin tent walls to keep the sun out) “…Oh.”

“Yeah.” I said as I walked towards her, grinning slightly as I approached. “So go change and lets see if we can get some food.”

“They stopped serving lunch two hours ago.” Trixie pointed out as I smiled.

“Yes, however I have two things to say in response.” I explained. “One, Gloriosa really will probably give us something if we explain it and two: its not exactly a high security bank; we can grab some food easily… hell I think I’ve still got my pack of digestives in my bag.”

“Okay, Trixie will return shortly.” She said as she left to the back of the stage and got changed, reappearing in the shirt and shorts of the camp Uniform, though I did notice something odd about her get up.

“You’re wearing the cape and hat?” I asked in slight amazement as I looked at her wearing the get up over the camp uniform.

“Oh Naive Assistant I have to market myself somehow, how else are they meant to know I will be performing soon?” Trixie asked with a smug grin.

“Trixie everyone at CHS knows you do magic, you never shut up about it.” I said, rolling my eyes as I began to walk back to camp, Trixie following behind me, her head seemingly down and deep in thought.

…

Unfortunately as we walked back we got rained on.

Rain gets a bad rep, its not super fun if you get caught out in it but ultimately all you ever get is wet, so; you know it’s not that bad.

Unfortunately, the rain we got on the walk back to camp was… erm… Bad. Like, really, really bad.

As in the rain was literally flooding the path.

“Trixie blames you for this.”

“Trixie is probably right.” I said dully as we trudged along, my trainers long flooded and squelching as we walked along.

“And are you sure we’re even on the right path?” Trixie asked as we looked up at the sky. They dark grey sky, the sky so dark grey it was practically black and that made navigating a massive pain. Especially given the woods all kind of look identical.

“Not really…” I muttered as we passed a rock I was fairly sure I didn’t recognize (I know all rocks look the same but this one was unique in that it resembled a six legged horse with ram horns on its skull)

“You’re the worst.” Trixie said dully. I wanted to respond but I was too busy screaming as the ground beneath me gave out and I started falling.

I wasn’t sure how long I was falling for but I do know I eventually slid out, clutching my ankle as it made contact with a rock on the floor and bent in a way I don’t think it’s supposed to and made a noise I also don’t think it’s ment to do.

“Sparks are you okay?” Trixie yelled down the whole as I pulled myself towards the cave so I could yell back:

“Not really no.” I responded, mostly because I couldn’t stand on my leg now.

“Trixie is coming down!” She called as she lowered herself into the whole that had opened on the ground and carefully slid herself down without hurting her foot this time given she was moving slow enough to not crash into the offending rock at too high a speed.

“Hey.” I said from the floor, pulling myself into the cave and smiling weekly up at Trixie.

“Let me see that foot.” Trixie said simply, walking closer and looking down at the offending limb. “Oh… that is not good.”

“I don’t think it’s broken.” I said, looking down at the ankle, noticing the problem Trixie probably had.

“No neither do I, However I also know that your ankle isn’t meant to be that thick.” Trixie said, noting the fact that it had swollen to about twice its normal size.

“What is it with me and injuring myself?” I asked to no one in particular as I looked at the offending ankle. “Seriously this is the second time in two days.”

Not to mention all the times at home, I will never trust that flipping wardrobe again, why did Blooming have to teach Dazzle that bloody Mimic creation spell?

“I don’t know, however if you’re this accident prone I might not trust you with the pyrotechnics, nothing against you I just really don’t think it would end well given your track record for bad luck.” Trixie said with a smug grin as she looked at me.

I couldn’t help it, I completely lost it at that, forcing out: “You have no bloody idea!”

Eventually I stopped laughing and took the opportunity to assess the situation.

“So… We’re lost aren’t we?”

“Yes and Trixie blames you for this.” Trixie said dully as she leant back against the cave wall.

“As you should.” I responded, pulling my phone out, happy to see that Dazzles durability spell had held up. Grinning I turned it on and looked at the bars; we still had a signal.

It was then that stupid naive me really thought it would be that simple to, you know; call someone, let them know where we were…

Yeah that didn’t work. We might have had bars but the phone glitched out, sparking and causing me to drop the devise.

“Argh!” I cried as I clenched my fist, looking down at my burnt hand. “What the hell!?”

“Something is not right here.” Trixie muttered.

“Yeah I think you’re right, something about this entire situation is off, like, have you noticed something off about the rain?” I asked, looking out the cave’s mouth at said rain.

“Yes… now that you mention it something does seam off to Trixie… tell me assistant has rain always been black?” She asked.

She wasn’t wrong. The rain itself may not have been black but the light emitting from it defiantly was.

“No, no it hasn’t; I wouldn’t be surprised if it broke my phone, this whole situation just screams magical clusterfuck.” I said as I looked out at the rain.

“Trixie believes you to be right.” She added, backing further into the cae as a bright light suddenly shone out at us from deeper in.

“I’m willing to be that’s the source of all this.” I said, pointing at said glow, in the unlikely event you’re wondering how black glowing works it kind of doesn’t; it’s more like a white glow around the edge of a patch of pure black.

“Well, what are we going to do?” Trixie asked, looking down at my injured ankle. “Even if we were dumb enough to want to walk into that light you aren’t going anywhere on that leg.”

“If you supported me I could probably make the trip.” I said simply. “It’s only my left leg that’s fucked.”

“Yes but that would still mean we’d have to be dumb enough to want to go look at what that thing is as opposed to staying away, and I mean, we’re not that dumb… right?”

I responded by giving her my best Cheshire cat grin as I began to get up on my right leg, using my hands to keep the weight of my left leg.

“Trust me, I’ve delt with magical stuff before.” I said with a grin as I hopped along. “Come on, something tells me this storm isn’t dying down until we do something about this.”

Trixie had to sit and think for a second before she pulled herself to her feet and saying, with a distinct note of resignation:

“If we die Trixie is going to kill you.”

What We Found in the Cave

“Tell me assistant is ‘Magical Stuff’ always this boring?” Trixie asked as we walked down through the cave. We were still following the glow as best as we could, the problem came from me slowing her down. With my left leg gone I was using her as a human crutch and understandably we weren’t covering ground very quickly.

“Normally I haven’t got an injured leg.” I pointed out, before adding. “Anyway, the glow is moving deeper into the cave. As far as I can tell this leaves us with two possible options for what’s happening here.”

“And what would those be, Oh faithful Assistant of mine?” Trixie inquired as she ducked to avoid a stalactite growing out of the ceiling.

“Well one, we’re being led to something important for our destiny.” I said, personally hoping we’d end up with some magical powers or artefacts as a result of this. Personally, I was holding out for artefact because A: I apparently already had magical powers (Even if I haven’t bothered to learn anything about them) and B: because I had the option of just junking an artefact when I was done with it.

“Trixie like’s the sound of that!” The magician girl said, grinning as she imagined… well I don’t know what, but my personal belief was that it involved her standing atop a mountain with lightning crashing down around her as she laughed maniacally.

“Yeah, it’s definitely preferable over the alternative.” I muttered darkly.

“Why? What is the other option?” Trixie asked, head tilted as she looked over at me as I let out a dark grin.

“The other option is that we’re being led into a trap and we’ll get torn apart by some magical demon thing. If this happens feel free to leave me behind as a distraction; lord knows I’m not running on this thing.” I said, gesturing down to my injured ankle as Trixie looked shocked at me.

“You, you don’t think that could happen, do you?” She asked, nervously biting her lower lip.

“What, encountering a monster or you are leaving me behind as a distraction?” I asked with a silly grin, before it dropped at the look on her face. “I, look I’m sorry…”

“Trixie will not leave her assistant behind.” She said flatly before flicking my nose. “Remember that!”

“Yes Ma’am.” I said, a smirk coming to my face as we continued down deeper into the cave.

…

This cave was weird. Admittedly that was obvious because of the weird magical glow at the end of it, but that wasn’t the only thing wrong with it.

For example, the rain. It had started coming down through the cave’s ceiling. We’d checked, it wasn’t like the roof of the cave was earth or anything, it was solid rock; water should not have been coming through it. So, in other words our efforts to shelter from the rain had achieved nothing other than getting us lost in a magic cave.

Other than that, there was the rock the cave was made off. It was black. This meant we could only see what the glow illuminated. Behind us was just more cave. We could literally only follow the glow.

“Trixie is starting to think we shouldn’t have done this.”

“Spark agrees with you.” I muttered, gently testing my foot again. It sadly hadn’t got any better and was still hurting like crazy.

“We should turn back, it’s clear we aren’t going anywh…” Trixie began to say, before the Glow suddenly reacted, flaring up and flooding the entire cave.

It was after the light died down that we saw what was happening. I went bright red.

“Assistant you appear to be glomping me.” Trixie observed, looking at me as I’d wrapped both my arms around her and pulling her tight. I let go very quickly, unfortunately falling to the ground when I tried to put weight on my injured foot.

“I’m sorry I panicked!” I blurted as I scrambled away from her as fast as it’s possible to do in a dark cave with a dodgy ankle.

“Well that’s understandable, this is why I am the Master and you the assistant. Though if you could refrain from doing that in future, I would be most grateful.”

“Got it.” I nodded as I pushed myself up against the wall of the cave; balancing on my one good foot I breathed heavily before limping over to Trixie, who was good enough to stick her arm out and let me lean on her again. “This doesn’t count as glomping.”

“This is only acceptable because we’re alone.” Trixie responded before we focused on the actually important thing that had just happened. “So… what do you think happened with the glow? Why’d you think it flared up?”

“No idea why, but I suspect if we go where it was, we might find out.” I said, gesturing in the vague direction. Trixie nodded, and we set off again; eventually exiting the tunnel.

“Holy shit!” I swore as we entered the cavern, looking around at the structure we’d just entered. It was freakishly out of place from the rest of the caves (Even if the weird magic rain was still pouring down from the ceiling) A tall structure partially made from the same black rock as the cave had been, however the other half of the room wasn’t; jagged black crystals grew up the wall and interlinked into a weird gothic structure at the top of the room. The room lit with red crystals that floated above our heads, predominantly focussing their light on the structure in the centre of the room.

“Is that a throne?” Trixie asked, head tilted to the side as she pointed at the structure. It was made out of the same black crystals that covered the rest of the room, formed into the rough shape of a chair, actually smoothed where you would sit in comparison to the rest which looked to be an effort in seeing how many sharp points a single chair could have.

“I think so?” I murmured, not entirely sure what I was looking at. My mind drifted back to what Celestia had told me about someone they’d defeated here at the camp a while back; maybe this had belonged to him. Lord knows this place didn’t scream ‘Friendly’.

“We need to get out of here.” Trixie said, her eyes wide as she looked around the room. I was with her; we needed to get the hell out of this place.

“Right, let’s turn back; we can come back later with Sunset and her friends…” I began to say, before I realised something important about the door we’d come in from.

“Erm… Assistant; where did the cave go?” Trixie asked, having seen the same thing I had; specifically, the smooth expanse of black rock that used to have a door in it.

“I don’t know.” I said flatly. “Remember when I said that glow might be leading us into a trap?”

“Yes.”

“I think we just sprang it.” I explained, looking around. Why just lead someone into a room, more specifically why lead someone into a throne room? What was the point of leading them to your front room?

“Well what do we do!?!?” Trixie cried out, looking around nervously, sprinting around and banging on the walls (presumably trying to here a secret passage behind the wall) Unfortunately for me she forgot she was my crutch and I fell to the floor with an awkward thump, cutting open my arm on a part of the wet floor, cringing as I looked at the bloody cut.

“Well for a Start you could maybe not drop me.” I said dully, examining the cut. Thankfully it was away from any major arteries; lord knows I wouldn’t want Trixie trying to find a way out while I just lay their dead on the floor.

“And then what!?!” Trixie cried out, not picking me up off the floor and instead continuing to bang on the walls.

“I don’t know!” I called out as she ran further away form me. “But for the love of crap could you please stop banging on the wall’s! It isn’t helping!”

“But we’re stuck down here!” Trixie called out loudly, looking around nervously as she finally came over to me to get me off the floor.

“We need to think… although we don’t have as much time as I thought…” I muttered, looking down at my clothing, suddenly aware of a little detail about the room that made me start panicking.

“What do you mean!” Trixie asked, her eyes wide as she looked around. In response I extended my right hand and extended my index finger, pointing down at the floor. Remember how I said it was raining in this room? Well I think I figured out why.

The floor was about an inch deep in water… and it was getting deeper.

“What are we going to do!” Trixie gasped, looking around, she looked like she was going to bolt again so I grabbed a handful of her shirt, desperate not to fall to the ground again.

“Get me nearer to the wall!” I said, suddenly wishing I’d actually bothered to study any spells. Still I had an idea; if I could send a douche flying into a wall with a slap, I might be able to crack rock.

I’m aware it wasn’t the best plan ever, in fact it would be hard pressed to think of a plan worse than ‘Just sort of hope this works’ but as that one guy said ‘When only one option is available go with that one’

Okay I might have made that up but in my defence, I was trying not to think about how much this was going to hurt if this went wrong.

I pulled my fist back, wishing I knew how to call upon my magic and drove my fist hard into the wall.

Crack!

“This was a mistake!” I cried out, shaking my hand and wondering if I’d done any more serious damage to myself today. Knowing my luck, I probably did.

“That was your plan!?!?” Trixie screamed, waving her arms frantically.

“Hey, I’m not out of idea’s yet!” I yelled out, pulling my other fist back and driving that one into the wall.

Crack!

“Okay now I’m out of ideas!” I said, looking down at my red hands (trying to ignore the angle some of my fingers were sticking out at)

“Well now what do we do!?” Trixie cried out as I looked around desperately.

“I, I…” I looked down at my hands as an idea sprang to mind, I brought my hands forwards and placed my palms against the wall, balancing on one foot as Trixie began to run around again.

I didn’t know why I was doing this, I didn’t know what I expected to happen just by leaning my hands against the wall… but, for some reason I did, I don’t know how. I just couldn’t let Trixie be stuck here, I had to get both of us out. And that was the thought going on in my head as I put my hands against the wall.

An orange glow began to flow through my fingers, illuminating a network of complex lines, crisscrossing and intercepting until the wall imploded sending out a brilliant flash of white light; leaving a white void behind.

I looked down at my hands, they were crackling with black energy for a split second before they returned to normal.

Unfortunately, the room didn’t return to normal (not that it ever was) but the rain was still pouring down, and it was getting faster. We’d gone form an inch of water to over a foot within the few minutes I’d been hitting the wall and it was speeding up. No longer was it raining, now it was pouring water, a near constant downpour from the ceiling.

“Trixie come on!” I yelled, frantically gesturing towards the white void. I didn’t know where it would lead but it had to be better than drowning.

Trixie nodded and sprinted towards me (or as best as she could given the floor was flooded.) By the time she’d made it over the water had gotten deeper, much deeper; as in it was up to my neck.

I took the deepest breath I could before diving under the water, more of the black energy forming around my body as I entered the water completely. I didn’t know what it was doing but my body was reacting to the energy, badly, it felt like my energy was being drained from me, despite the massive adrenalin rush I was experiencing I could barley move.

I wanted to move, I needed to get out, I was going to drown in here! Then my back arched, forcing me to double over and gasp in pain. Bubbles streamed out of my mouth as I gasped for air, only allowing water to flood into me; I could bearley move. Then it hit me. I was going to drown. I was going to drown lost in a cave, maybe Trixie would tell everyone what happened to me. I hoped so.

As I started to run out of oxygen the energy began forming, a vaguely human shape began to form as my vision began to fail, everything blurring as my focus vanished. I reached out as best I could, maybe the figure would help me.

Then I felt something grab my arm, yanking me forwards and pulling me through the portal I’d opened.

I sprawled onto the ground in a flood of water, choking and spluttering as I expelled what was left in my system, while I also tried to inhale as much air as possible, I looked over as soon as I could. Trixie was lying next to me, she was coping better than me, she must have been able to hold her breath properly. Panting heavily, I looked over at her, forcing a week smile on my face.

“Thanks…” I panted before I rolled over, looking over and looking at Trixie, who forced an equally forced smile.

“You are Trixie’s assistant, you’re to important to let die…” She panted before her smile faded, she looked me in the eyes. “Assistant, what happened? How did you do that?”

“I, I don’t know.” I admitted. “I just didn’t want to die.”

“But… how? How did you open a portal on the wall?” Trixie asked, looking over at me as my breathing returned to something resembling normal.

“I, I don’t know… my sisters the one studying magic not me.” I admitted, before I suddenly started laughing like crazy.

“Assistant, Trixie believes you might have lost it.” She said, looking at me as I burst out laughing again.

“More than you fucking know!” I gasped before sitting up, brushing my sopping wet hair out of my face to look at her, calming down before asking: “Erm, don’t suppose I could get a lift, my ankle still looks busted.”

“Very well Assistant, Trixie supposes she could.” She smiled as she clambered to her feet, pushing her sopping wet hat up so she could look at me… stopping before saying: “Assistant, have you always been wearing… those?”

“Wearing what?” I asked, looking down confusedly… before gasping. “I, I… what…”

My outfit was both the same thing I’d been wearing when we entered the cave and also not the same. My camp T shirt had tightened dramatically, hugging my new figure far to well for my liking along with being completely drenched in water… and apparently being made of thinner material than it used to be because I could see far too much skin through this! And that Bra… shit I hadn’t put that one on! That thing was way too frilly for me! I looked down at my shorts, the relatively modest pair I used to be wearing had shrank into something that even Daisy Duke would have thought was to skimpy.

My final thoughts went down to my underwear, I’d been wearing boxers this morning, but I could tell by the way they were riding up they definitely weren’t the same thing they used to be. My heart beat sped up again, because apparently, I hadn’t had enough terrifying experiences today.

“What the fuck is going on!” I cried, feeling my new outfit up and down, eyes wide as I looked around; was anyone else here!? What if I got seen! I needed to get back to my tent! I could hide in there for the rest of the week that would work!

I tried to get up and run but my ankle cried out in pain and I fell to the ground in a rather undignified manner, my ass pointed up to the sky… wait, where were we?

Heart still pounding I looked around nervously, blinking as I looked at everything around us. We were in the woods again, specifically sitting in a rather large puddle, no sign of the portal we’d come through… but more to the point there was no sign of anything recognisable around us!

So, to recap, today I had: Agreed to do something I really didn’t want to do, gotten lost in the woods with Trixie, injured my ankle, nearly drowned, apparently gotten my counter curse removed if my current get up was anything to go by and finally: Gotten completely and utterly fucking lost.

Today was not my day.

Author's Note

Sorry it's been so long since the last update! I would say I wont let this happen again but it hasn't worked before now and I highly doubt it will this time.

Oh, Oooh no...

’ miserable experience on its own. Doing it while soaked to the skin while the rain buckets down and a thong attempting to burrow deeper into your ass is quite possibly the worst things that’s ever happened to me; and I’m including every time my furniture has attempted to eat me.

“So Assistant, let me see if I have this right…” Trixie said slowly, looking me and my new wardrobe up and down “…You have a curse on you that makes everything you wear morph into a slutty version of said clothes?”

“Yeah pretty much.” I said, having just finished giving Trixie an explanation about some of the magic infecting me (As far as she knew though I was still my cousin Spark) while also trying to adjust the garment digging into my ass so it was less annoying; not that that was helping much, stupid thing seamed to ride up further everything I moved it.

“I… Trixie has to ask what you did to your cousin to make her do that to you!” said Magician gasped.

“I think I said her Magic teacher’s hair was dumb.” I responded dully, again not technically lying (I had done that, and Blooming had made her shoes chase me around the house)

“Her hair?” Trixie asked, face slightly agog.

“It’s really weird.” I explained. “Like, she has these roses growing from it, like they’re not accessories or anything; some of her hair forms these weird sorts of stems and roses sprout from that. Won’t give me a good answer when I try to ask why the hell it’s like that though.” I added under my breath. Seriously she has roses growing out of her hair, she has no right to act surprised or annoyed when people ask about them.

“So, you know nothing about her and yet your cousins okay with her teaching her magic?” Trixie asked as we awkwardly clambered over a fallen log (both of us desperately hoping we were heading back towards the camp)

“Basically yes.” I said before it really hit me what I was saying. I really did know nothing about that girl and I’d just left her alone with my sister. Christ what the fuck was wrong with me!?

“Are you okay Assistant?” Trixie said as she lifted her hat up, rain draining off said garment as her eyes shined out, looking at me with concern. Has she always been this cute?

DAMMIT! Bad brain!

“Yeah I’m fine, but I’m having a word with Glare as soon as I can.” I muttered darkly, before suddenly I put my foot down awkwardly and slipped over… again.

“FUCK!” I swore, now my shirt was more see through and covered in mud (I’m sure that wouldn’t send anyone’s brain going the wrong way) but my shoes had changed, apparently hard materials take longer but they had changed now… and I hated them. Open toed boot with a three inch heal growing up the back.

I reached forward, fully intent on ripping the things off and chucking them into the woods, maybe they could drown in the mud along with god knows what else. But a hand stopped me.

“Assistant, you might not want to abandon your footwear while we’re lost in the middle of the woods.” Trixie said, gently moving my hand away. I noticed then that it was jittering and shaking.

Fucking hell! I was tired, I was soaked, frozen and god dammit I just wanted to be done, not stuck in stupid shoes and shirts and I… I; URGH!

I broke down there crying. Falling to my knees and sobbed, my wet hair getting plastered to my back as the rain kept going.

Trixie looked at me, concerned as she gently moved her hand towards me and put it on my shoulder. There was so much I wanted to say, so much I wanted to yell and scream; but in the end I shakily managed to get out:

“I… I’m tired.” I said, struggling to move and desperately trying to do anything.

Then the world started to go dark as I began to slip sideways, my view skewing as I hit the ground.

…

When I woke up, I was moving again, not under my own power; I was slung over Trixie’s shoulder as she struggled to move through the rain and increasingly thick mud

“Trixie…?” I asked slowly, looking around bleary eyed as we moved through the woods.

“Just rest Assistant, the Great and Physically gifted Trixie will get us home.” She declared confidently, dragging me along as she moved forwards.

“Sorry for being a pain in the ass.” I said sluggishly.

“You are forgiven Assistant.” Trixie said, her tone implying she had a massive self-confident grin on her face. It was cute; I’m glad I got to see it before I blacked out again.

…

“Assistant, Assistant!”

I groaned groggily, forcing myself up off the ground and looking around. The log cabins, canvas tents.

“Well, is the Great and Powerful Trixie good or what!” She declared, the world’s biggest shit eating grin plastered across her face as she stood, somehow able to have some dignity on her face despite her soaked attire and mud caked feat.

“I am definitely impressed.” I admitted, looking around and noticing something. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Trixie has no idea.” The Magician admitted, looking a little worried as she glanced around before her grin returned in full force. “But she is sure they will be back; for now, let us shower!”

I looked up, oh yeah, we were at the shower block, a log cabin style building with a very convenient lip on its roof, providing shelter for both Me and Trixie. Cool I could do with being warm again, I went to enter when something hit me.

“Erm Trixie… I kinda don’t like showering with other people; you mind if I go in after you?” I said, praying she wouldn’t kick up a fuss. I did not want to see her naked… well I did but like this would just feel wrong.

“Huh. Very well, wait here and your saviour shall report when she is done!” She declared, turning around and dramatically walking into the shower, each step magnified and she dramatically strutted in.

I smirked as I pulled my eyes away from her retreating form. For a while it was nice, sitting under the lip of the shower block; watching the rain pour down. It felt like exactly what I needed after the crap I’d been through that day.

But soon I was board, Trixie was taking ages and well, I was at the camp now; not like anyone was gonna care if I went for a walk...

Weirdly my Ankle felt better as I set off, wandering with no real destination in mind; not that my footwear made it easy – I swear whoever invented high heels hated both feet and women. Still I got the hand of it eventually, even if it wasn’t the most dignified walk I’d ever done as my hips were forced to sway to keep me upright.

Still I reached my destination… or maybe it was just a good place to stop? I didn’t think I’d been heading to the tool shed anyway. I looked over the wooden structure. A fairly standard wooden shed with a heavy-duty pad lock stopping any campers from getting access to what was inside. Interested I reached out and played around with the lock. I’d done some cool stuff with magic earlier; maybe I could see if this would hold? I mean Sunset took out the entire front of the school and nothing really bad happened to her. I could get them a new lock if they needed it.

With that comfortable thought in mind I reached out, gripping the lock in my hands and with a surge of Orange energy I reached out and crushed it, the devise shattering in my hands. Giggling I reached out and opened the door. Man I was strong.

Looking around I searched through the shed. Mostly it was gardening tools hung up on the wall or scattered on the wooden desk. Walking carefully over the uneven flooring I reached out and grabbed one of the more unusual tools in the room. A sledgehammer.

I couldn’t help but grin, my weedy body could never have lifted this well on its own; even before the unwanted make over. But now, this was easy! This was wonderful! I knew what I had to do; they wouldn’t miss a few rocks would they?

…

Smashing stuff is officially way to fun. Seriously I must have turned at least half of the rocks in camp to dust as I ran around; surprisingly not being all that bothered by my clothes for once; I guess petty problems like that disappear when you’re smashing stuff.

I slumped over, intending to take a short break from my destruction spree when I saw something glinting off in the distance. The Sun dial. I moved towards it, dragging the hammer. I hated it; I hated this thing so much. I had to get rid of it, now!

I raised the hammer and brought it crashing down, over and over again I slammed into the stubborn dial, it just wouldn’t break no matter how much I hit it.

It couldn’t beat me! I wouldn’t let it. I was gonna win! I was gonna turn this stupid timepiece to dust!

My muscles ached at this point, but I didn’t care, I had to keep going, I was so close to cracking it I knew it. Every part of my body was on fire, screaming for me to stop, but I couldn’t! I had to finish it, shatter this prison that held me. Get out! I had to get out!

Finally, after what felt like a hundred blows the stone cracked, splitting the top in half, I sunk my inured fingers into the exposed top of the infernal trap, my power was going to be mine again! I was going to be free.

“Glare stop!” A voice called; my head snapped around; looking over I saw the speaker. Those infernal Celestial Guardians! Why did they have to be here now, oh well it’s not like it really mattered. Soon they would be nothing and I would be back.

“You’re too late Guardians!” I declared, laughing as I dived for a black crystal shining out of the centre of the wrecked dial.

I felt my fingers make contact with my core.

…

The grin stayed on my face for a few seconds before suddenly it was gone, replaced instead with confusion, what, what had I done.

And then the pain came, an agonising surge of power shot through me, I arched and keeled over as heat burned from my eyes, black smoke billowing from my eyes as a figure formed in front of me.

She was tall and incredibly pale skinned, long black hair cascading down her back. In the centre of her head a long-jagged spike erupted, starting black at its base but transitioning into a shade of red.

The figure was stretching, grinning as she flexed her limbs.

“So long… heh, it has been so long since I had my own body…” She said, slowly running her hands up and down her form. “…Though this is different.”

“Sombra!” Vice Principle Luna bellowed from across the area, starring at the newcomer. Looking at the rain drenched figures standing near me.

“Lulu!” the figure called, grinning a sharp fanged grin as she looked over at the Vice principle. “My, my it has been too long since I saw you!”

Luna’s fists clenched as she looked over at the dark-haired woman.

“I do admit I regret not seeing this happen, when did you make such a big change in your life Sombra?” She said with a weak smile that couldn’t hide the scared look in her eyes. This put me slightly on edge, if the magic demon slayer was scared of her that was not a good sign.

“Oh this?” The figure asked, pointing at her form. “A side effect of pulling myself from a cursed form, I seem to have brought some of it with me. Still I would be lying if I said I didn’t like the results…”

“I see you haven’t changed Sombra.” Celestia said with a scowl as she took a step towards us. “Look, let the boy go.”

That last sentence was said in a tone so lacking in conviction I knew she wasn’t expecting him to actually do it.

“Oh, so you know about the spells on this boy? Some of my best work I thought.” Sombra said, giggling as she looked over at me. “Well as much as I want to give up my hostage I think not, personally I rather like what my spells have done.”

“Your, your spells!” I cried, looking over at Sombra who nodded, smiling as a metallic suit of armour formed over her body, snaking and twisting across her voluptuous form.

“Oh yes, Mind control is fun and all but sometimes I just couldn’t find a girl I liked. Honestly what’s the point of ruling over an empire if you can’t even find any attractive to do your bidding, honestly it’s no fun.” Sombra explained, smiling as she bent over, reaching gauntleted hand out to caress my chin. “Besides, I always felt the results were better like this.”

“Get away from her Sombra!” Celestia cried, the distance between the two women being crossed in seconds as she slammed a tightly clenched fist forwards, slamming into Sombra’s gut.

I was sent flying, flung across the open area of the camp and only coming to a stop as I hit a tent, pulling the thing down in the process.

“I, what did you do Sombra!?” Celestia yelled in anger, staring at the woman who giggled.

“Dear Celestia, surely you remember my armours main function, don’t you?” She asked, looking down at the dark grey suit. And lovingly massaging the breast plate. “It makes it so that the weakest being in the vicinity takes the hit. Last time we fought you and your sister took the brunt of the damage until you got my helmet off and destroyed it. But now… well.” She smiled, licking her dark lips as she looked down at me. “Now we have the poor inexperienced witch here to take the hits for me.”

“We need to get her out of here.” Luna muttered, looking over at the armoured woman.

“I know.” Celestia said, looking over at me as I struggled to get up, forcing my arms to support me.

“You, you can turn me back…” I said, looking up at the dark -aired woman who nodded disinterestedly.

“Obviously I can, I’m not stupid enough to make a spell I can’t reverse am I.” She said with a sweet, bending down and looking at me. “But darling, you’re beautiful, why would I ruin that?”

“Change me back…” I ground, wishing I could pull in more air than I currently was.

“No, I don’t think so, my just looking at you like that it’s giving me so many ideas!” She said, a sick smile on her face as she eyed me up, my damp clothes sticking to me as she looked me over. “We are going to have so much fun together as soon as I deal with these two annoyances.”

“These annoyances aren’t going to be so merciful this time Sombra” Luna growled, looking over at the armoured woman as she raised her hand, it exploding into a flash of light as she swung down a pure white sword with a white handle, twirling it expertly.

“You’re more than welcome to try that Lulu.” Sombra said, smirking when Luna growled. “But I really wouldn’t recommend that – that is of course, unless you want this poor girl to lose her head.” She said, running a finger around my chin. “Such a pretty thing, ooh I cannot wait, during the day I am going to treat you like my doll, you will be nothing but cute and pretty all the time, then when night comes…”

Thankfully I never found out exactly what her plans were when night comes because at that point another voice joined the standoff.

“Hey Sparks, where are you? I just found the noticeboard were supposed to move to a higher campsite while the rain eases... off…” Trixie began to say as she wandered between the tents, looking at the scene in front of her.

I swear my heart stopped as I took in what I was seeing.

“Ooh! A friend of yours dolly?” Sombra asked, grinning like a cat that had just spotted a mouser. “It is more fun to play with multiple toys at once…”

She then took a step forwards, I couldn’t let her get Trixie.

“Run!” I cried out, screaming at the magician to run.

She didn’t, she looked over at Sombra, a hard glare on her face.

“Trixie does not know who you are, but she advises you to back off less you feel her magical might!” She declared as Sombra approached her. I couldn’t do nothing, I forced myself to my feet, moving forwards.

“Magical might!” Sombra said, bursting with laughter. “Girl please, nothing you can pull out can affect me, but please, do try; no, I insist…” She said, bending gown and exposing her face to Trixie. “…Give me your best shot.”

“Okay.” She said, ripping her hat off her head and throwing something in Sombra’s face, something that exploded into a massive cloud of white smoke. I saw my change, reaching out and grabbing Trixie before sprinting off.

“Argh! Oh, you are going to pay girl.” Sombra spat as she went to follow us before a blast of golden light shot off causing me and Trixie to hit the ground as we dove for cover. Sombra whirled around to look at Celestia who holding a golden halberd as she smirked at Sombra.

“Keep going girls!” She called out before smiling at Sombra, her and her sister reading their weapons “Now, let’s see what you can do.”

“Oh, believe me, you will.” Sombra said, trying to regain her composure as the smoke cleared, snapping her fingers and summoning a cloud of black crystals that floated around her. “Now guardians I have only one thing to say to you. Bring it on!”

Author's Note

I wish I could justify the long time between updates but I can't, Still I am going to aim to finish this bit at Camp Everfree, next chapters already done and hopefully I'll be able to finish this bit soon... Though I wouldn't hold my breath on that fact.

In which the epic magical fight is mostly off screen

“Assistant…” Trixie called as we ran. “…What the fucking hell is going on!?”

“Run now talk later!” I responded as my feet slammed into the ground, my ankle objecting to the pain but thankful not stopping me from running. Lord knows I did not want to limp away from what was going on behind us. (though how I managed to run in high heels escapes me, maybe desperation overrode my brains lack of knowledge)

You might be asking, what was going on behind us? Well I’m not sure, neither of us were, we couldn’t afford to stop running, we had one tried to stop and look around but that plan got axed as the ground exploded behind us, a massive cloud of dirt exploding up from a blast of golden light.

“Are they trying to hit us!?” Trixie called out as we ran, ducking to the side as a shot of raging purple energy soared overhead, singing her hat.

I didn’t answer, mostly because it didn’t need to be said, Sombra might be aiming at us (Or possibly just Trixie) but it struck me as a lot more likely that all three of them were shooting magic at each other and occasionally missing.

Eventually we hit a mountain path and began running up it, occasionally climbing over rocks until we were safely a way up and able to catch our breath; A significant distance away from the fight.

As we recovered, we took a second to watch what was going on. It was intense to put it lightly; even if all we could see was coloured blurs and flashes. Celestia and Luna knew what they were doing, the two moved at blistering speeds darting around and dodging Sombra’s purple magic, seaming to work in perfect sync with each other to defend and counter while Sombra just seemed to be going for brute strength.

“Okay Assistant, what is going on.” Trixie said as soon as she had enough air in her lungs to talk again. (and we’d been able to drag our eyes away from the spectacular battle raging bellow)

Holding up a finger I breathed in deeply, not for the first time hating how out of shape I was.

“I don’t know, but as soon as you left me alone I did… something, it’s all fuzzy; I broke the sundial and, shit Sombra’s magic must have been trapped there!” I groaned, slamming my head into the cliff face. “Dammit they said it had burned out by now!”

“Assistant, Trixie has one simple question for you, the hell are you on about!?” Trixie screamed, a slightly mad look in her eyes.

“Look I don’t know the full details but apparently your Principles were monster slayers or fighters or some shit.” I said, waving my hand vaguely as Trixie stomped closer, only stopping when her face was barley a few inches away from mine. “I noticed something off about the dial and when I asked them about it, they said something about magic being kept in it; I’m guessing it belonged to Sombra.”

“That’s all well and good Assistant; But that still doesn’t explain why Sombra was able to get you to break the sun dial, care to explain?” She asked, a look of suspicion crossing her cute face as she stared at me.

“I don’t know…” I began to say before suddenly something hit me, a memory from not all that long ago flashed up. “The black figure…”

“The what?” Trixie asked, looking at me as if I was mad.

“That weird black crystal room in the cave.” I explained, trying to adjust the thong that was still digging into my ass (I knew it wouldn’t help much but I was desperate after running up a cliff) “Before I nearly drowned I swear I saw a shadowy figure in the water, Crap I bet it was Sombra getting in my head!”

Trixie didn’t move, she stood their processing everything I’d just said, before stepping back.

“Trixie thinks this relaxing summer camp is not the relaxing experience she was hoping for.” She eventually said as she leant against the rock wall.

“To think I wanted to get away from the magical crap.” I muttered, then noticing how dejected she looked I decided to add: “Call me crazy but I don’t think I could have fucked that goal up more than I have.”

Trixie gave a weak snort, not in a way that suggested what I said was funny in any way, but it was enough.

“Oh, Trixie doesn’t know, maybe you could have gotten turned into a Frog or something.” The Magician said, smirking as that image popped up into both our heads.

“Or a rabbit.” I said with a giggle.

“That’s actually not a bad idea darling, I might just do that.”

Me and Trixie both froze, turning around and staring. Standing in the air just off the path was the dark metal suit of armour and the surprisingly well-endowed wearer staring at us, her Cheshire cat like grin growing bigger as our eyes grew wide.

“Hello! You know Dolly you really shouldn’t run from me like that, am I going to have to punish you?” Sombra asked in a sickeningly sweet tone, wagging her finger at me as we tried to back up, stopping when we hit the wall, the realisation washing over us. As she began to laugh.

“Not the best place to try and run to.” Sombra said, running her tongue over her lips as she focused on me.

“But, the fight, it’s still going on!” I said shakily, leaning out to look at the clearing. Celestia and Luna were both still at, fighting against what was clearly Sombra, but Sombra was also here…

“Yes, I know, they really are giving my poor clone such a beating.” Sombra said, shuddering as a particularly loud blast of golden magic went off in the background. “Still it can do the job, those two really are rusty at their job aren’t they?”

“Trixie…” I muttered under my breath, desperately hoping Sombra couldn’t here me. “…Get ready to run; go find Sunset and the Rainboom’s, they’re the best chance we have to stop this…”

“Please tell me Dolly doesn’t think I can’t here what she’s saying.” Sombra said flatly as she stepped off her platform, weird purple energy flowing out of her eyes as she looked at me, a slight look of disappointment on her face.

“Trixie go, NOW!” I cried, really hoping my plan would work otherwise I was going to look really damn stupid.

My magic is unreliable at best, it never wants to come to me when I want it to; but it has come when I needed it to. And right now, I really needed it. The Rainbooms were the best shot we had, if I kept Sombra busy here I could give Trixie time to get the girls and they could rainbow blast her. So simple.

Thankfully magic seamed to agree with me when I said I needed it, it flowed into my legs and I blasted forwards, no real plan in mind beyond just ‘Knock Sombra out of here’

I slammed into her chest plate, pain immediately flaring up as my head made contact with the metal plating (My only saving grace being I wasn’t that worried about doing anything other than knocking Sombra away)

Anyway, my jump managed to send us off course, slamming down into the muddy ground off the woods at the base of the cliff. Spluttering I tried to force myself up, but my head was really hurting at this point and my stupid heals wouldn’t get any grip in the mud.

“That, was a mistake.” Sombra growled, standing up to look at me, a nasty frown on her face as she walked over to me. “And pointless, your little witch friend isn’t going anywhere.”

She then scrunched up her eyes, fists tight a pulse of purple magic rose out of her chest, formed into a roughly human shape and…

Pop!

…Disapeared.

“Well Bugger.” Sombra growled. “It would appear my magic isn’t back to full strength yet.”

I smiled at this, then immediately regretted it as anger flashed in her face, which slowly morphed into glee as she spoke:

“I wouldn’t be too happy Dolly, another clone might be beyond my capabilities for now; but I can still do something about your outfit, honestly that spell must have lost its sense of style over the years, that’s no way for you to dress.”

Groaning I began to move back as best as I could, but it was hopeless, my very abused leg wasn’t capable of moving and everything was still spinning since the knock to the head.

“Hey now, don’t run; you might hurt yourself.” Sombra grinned, bending down looking me over before nodding. “Yup, I think it’ll look great on you.”

Her grin at saying that was one of the scariest things I’ve ever seen. I tried to move again but she was clearly sick of that as a purple magic field formed around me, lifting me off the ground and into the air. Not very high mind you, I was only a couple of inches off the ground, but it didn’t matter; I wasn’t going anywhere.

“Honestly what are those rags anyway?” Sombra asked as she waved her hand, ripping all my current clothing off (which was nice for me because good lord I was going to go crazy if I had to wear that thong any longer) Leaving me buck naked and freezing as the rain bucketed down.

“Oh, how rude of me.” Sombra said as a purple bubble formed around the two of us, stopping the rain from hitting us.

“It also keeps out the pests…” She said brightly, her eyes looking to the left where a flash of golden light exploded outwards. “…Now let’s get to work.”

I wanted to move, I wanted to get away, I’d rather be naked in the rain than in here with her. But I couldn’t move, she walked over to me and smiled.

“Firstly, we need something to cover you, theirs no way around it Darling, this is a butt made for thongs…” (I groaned at that, sure I was going to end up in another one of the stupid things) “…But that first one was all wrong, red, I mean honestly; that’s clearly not your colour.”

She smiled as a black garment began to form around me, riding up my but the thing solidified.

“Perfect!” Sombra grinned. “Though you’re still missing something, Ah I know!” She grinned, snapping her fingers as a semi-transparent dark purple loincloth sprang from the rim of my garment, failing to cover either my ass or my crotch properly but certainly made it so you couldn’t miss it.

“Please don’t…” I said very quietly as I tried to move. If Sombra heard me she didn’t acknowledge it as she looked down at my feat, taking one and bringing it up to look at it more thoroughly.

“I tell you my spell is near perfect, probably one of my best creations.” She said conversationally, as she tapped my toes one at a time, deep purple varnish spreading across each nail as she did so. “I know I’ve already said this and I’m probably spoiling you; but you are just adorable!”

I just collapsed as my feat dropped back, barley taking the time to glance at the new set of high heels forming over them (Silver sandals like top with a black base and very tall very narrow heals.)

At the very least if she’s focused on me, she can’t go after Trixie

That was probably the last reassuring thought I got as a thin glowing silver chain formed between the two heals, something told me that no matter how delicate it might look I wasn’t breaking it.

“There, you should still be able to walk around but you won’t be doing any of that pesky running off you seam so keen on doing. Honestly Dolly I’ve never met a slave so uncooperative. My submission field should have kicked in ages ago.”

My looked up at that, she seamed to notice my questioning look as she conjured a surprisingly simple black bra to wrap around my chest.

“Oh, just a little something I do to keep my toys in line, speaking off which be a dear and hold out your hands.” Sombra explained, smiling as my hands jerked out. “Thank you.” She said happily as two silver bands formed around my wrists, linking up with a similar silver chain to the ones around my ankles. She then took my fingers and tapped each nail in sequence, soon I was sporting more nail polish.

“Eeeeeh!” Sombra squeed in a way that reminded me a bit too much of Rarity. You look so cute, just a couple more things then we’re done; well I also have to beat down those two pests outside but that shouldn’t be too hard once more of my powers have come back.”

Wait, she’s lower on power than I thought…

That hopeful thought got shot down when I remembered Sombra’s armour. I would take the hit every time someone did damage to it; Sombra sure as hell wasn’t letting me go anywhere right now; and she was smiling as she ran her fingers though my hair, god I hated that smile… Wait a second.

Her head, there’s no helmet. Just her thin crown; Luna and Celestia had beaten her before hadn’t they; and if the helmet wasn’t there then maybe that’s how they’d done it, taken the helmet off and hit her there. Still I couldn’t do it now, I wasn’t going anywhere yet; but Sombra would have to bring me along for the fight, if I could do something at the right time I could buy Luna and Celestia enough time to deal a finishing blow to her head.

Plan in mind I played along, noticing the tickling down my back for the first time.

“Do you like your new hair? I feel it’s so much better longer; and actually treated, seriously darling do something to keep it nice, it’s a waist.” She said, reaching up as my new longer hair bound itself into a tight braid, held in place with a silver metal band.

“I…” I said, faking resistance as I looked her in the face. “I won’t”

“That’s okay, I know you will.” She said, grinning happily as she touched my face.

“We’re very, very close to being done. We just need a couple more things doing.” She explained as two tiny black crystals formed next to her head and floated over to my ears. “Sorry this might hurt a little bit, but I think the results will be well worth it.”

I didn’t get a chance to ask what she was doing as both crystals shot through my ear lobes, piercing both of them so a pair of Black crystal earrings could form and hang in them. She also wasn’t wrong, it did hurt, I can only assume something to do with magic was stopping me from bleeding over from the rough job.

“Ah, near perfect, just one last detail.” Sombra smirked, her face a hell of a lot more catlike than it had been before as she summoned a black leather band out of the air, a silver ring coming from its centre and oh fuck me that’s a collar isn’t it?

Yeah it was. She carefully stuck her hand under my chin and lifted it up so she could affix the new addition around my neck. The thought occurred that if it wasn’t being forced on me by a Dark Lord of evil it might have been kind of hot… Maybe if it was Rarity; or Trixie… or Sunset… or any girl ever, even that weird green haired girl I’d seen earlier.

Wow I was board, I could tell the magic battle was still going on outside the bubble due to the flashes of light, but I couldn’t hear anything in the bubble other than Sombra’s voice and I was sick of it.

Speaking of the bubble; it was shrinking. Specifically around me, I was then lifted into the air (I would say my modesty was compromised but I looked like I was wearing a Goth version of Princess Leia’s slave outfit; I didn’t have any modesty left) and floating, tethered to Sombra by another silver chain connected to the collar I was now wearing.

Well at least I’m going with her.

Sombra looked like she was about to walk over to the fight between her clone and the principles when the need to do that suddenly disappeared.

The Clone was slammed into the ground from up in the sky, crashing into the ground at blistering speeds, in all honest a fall from that hight should have killed it alone, but apparently Luna wanted to be sure she was dead as a split second later flew down from the sky and drove her sword right through the clones face.

“Your construct is gone Sombra.” Principle Celestia said, floating in the air with golden wings, landing and pointing her Halberd. It was a cool image… Ruined slightly by the fact she was still wearing her purple camp outfit. “Now let him go before we make you.”

“Once again you two don’t seam to grasp this situation…” Sombra said, in that maddening tone your primary school teacher does when she’s explaining why you don’t shove crayons up your nose. “…You can’t hurt me, I’m not vulnerable to any of your cheep tricks this time.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, grim determination on my face as Sombra turned around to face me, seeing my leg pulled back. “What about mine!”

I struck out as hard as I could, shattering the purple bubble with a powerful kick, my eyes burning with energy as my stilettoed foot connected with Sombra’s face; right across the eyes.

The scream of pain Sombra let out might be the best thing I’ve heard in quite a while; and it proved me right; My head did not feel like it had a magically propelled stiletto go into it (thank crap for that)

“ARRGGH!” Sombra cried, staggering back and clutching her face; blood trickling down from her right eye.

“Good work Glare, now get out of here.” Luna said, giving me an approving nod as she readied her sword. “We can handle her now.”

The laughter emanating from the Dark lord when Luna said that was… disturbing to put it lightly.

“Ha, haha… Really, you think this has beaten me; well it hasn’t. Even if you strike me down now, I’ll get back out, I lured one camper to my den; I can do it again just as easily. You haven’t won, even if you kill me you haven’t won, you can shatter me as much as you like but I will never be stopped, do you hear me; Never!” She screamed, a mad look in her eye as she conjured her scythe, swinging it around madly.

Then I noticed something happening to Sombra’s armour, it was slow but something was definitely happening; something that might make the fight easier on the principles (as if kicking her right in the eye with a high heal hadn’t been enough)

“Hey Miss Evil, Dark Lord lady...” I called in the most sweet and girly voice I could manage. “…Aren’t you cold in that armour?”

“I assure you girl I’m just fine.” She said menacingly, growling at me through her fangs, still apparently not noticing what was happening to her, oh well; she would soon.

“Really?” I giggled, watching as her eye twitched (I guessed it wasn’t as fun if I was doing the cute girl thing willingly) “If that’s the case why does your armour now look more beach appropriate?”

“What!?” she snapped, glancing down at her torso and freezing. The armour had changed, a lot. Instead of the practical full body suit it had once been; it now resembled something you might find on the cover of a Conan the Barbarian book; incredibly skimpy, not even covering her breasts fully, leaving plenty of exposed, not protected skin; incredibly high heals that forced her balance off.

“What!? But how…” She gasped, looking down at her new outfit in horror.

“It’s your spell Miss.” I explained; deciding to keep the girly voice up; the way it pissed her off seamed too good. “Did you forget about it?”

“What, but I didn’t; I left it out when I formed… how did I!?” She gasped, panicking now as she looked in horror, running her hands up the now very skimpy armour set.

“Maybe Glare kicked you with her magic she gave you more than she expected.” Celestia began as Luna finished:

“And what she’s given you is a lot more unprotected areas.”

The Vice Principles grin was almost creepy… if not for the fact it was aimed at someone I currently hate; that made it… satisfying.

“Urgh, I…” Sombra began before she was forced to deflect an incoming sword strike from Luna; deflecting with her scythe.

“Fine…” She growled, twirling her scythe before lunging at Celestia. “I’ll take you all on!” She screamed.

What followed was a lightning fast mess of slashes and stabs; magic spells being thrown everywhere; tree’s falling from attacks I didn’t see coming as they became blurs of magic, flashing and exploding around the place, it was all I could do in my stupid slave girl outfit to stay out of the attacks, running on all fours to stop the heals getting out of the way.

At first, I tried to dart towards the forest, but that was quickly written off as Celestia swung her halberd; sending a blast of golden light across the treeline, every tree within its range exploding and sending splinters raining down.

“Nightmare…” Luna cried, deep blue energy building around her swords blade. “…Strike!”

She lunged forward, a creator forming behind her as she ran forwards. Annoyingly the long charge up meant Sombra saw it coming and was just about able to dodge out of the way of the lunge; meaning the built up energy exploded upwards, blasting a hole in the cloud layer; meaning their was at least one spot where it wasn’t raining.

Suddenly realising just how forgiving of me falling asleep in class the Vice Principle was I made a dive behind a big rock, figuring it’s comforting grey surface would give me some protection.

Unfortunately, this plan fell through when Sombra formed a large cluster of black crystal under the rock, sending it flying up into the air before swinging her scythe and sending it flying towards Celestia.

I gasped as the rock slammed into Celestia, sending her flying back and slamming into a tree before falling down, slumped over.

“TIA!” Luna cried before rounding on Sombra; her pupils slit like as she advanced on the skimpily dressed dark lord. “You have made a terrible mistake.”

“Really, have I!?” Sombra screamed, mad eyes looking at the increasingly more demonic looking Vice Principle. “Because it doesn’t look like that to me, it looks like I’ve won, I have the advantage, I…”

“Should have looked behind you; Girls now!” Luna cried, her pupils returning to their normal round state as she looked behind her.

I looked around, almost crying when I saw what was happening.

They were here, the resident magical girls lifting into the air, the familiar rainbow of magic flying into the air.

“I, what; no!” Sombra yelled, trying to run before suddenly getting stopped as her cloak refused to move; looking down she saw a blue sword driven into it, the Vice Principle grinning.

“You were right.” Principle Celestia said, standing up as Sombra desperately tried to free her cape and run. “Killing you wouldn’t do anything; so, we came up with a different plan.”

“Noooo!” Sombra cried, unable to escape as the rainbow slammed down onto her, raising her into the air as she screamed, the sound of crystals shattering echoing around the woods as her screaming stopped.

“Please tell me that worked.” I groaned, staggering to my feat and walking towards the crater the rainbow had made; carefully leaning over I looked down into the smoke rising up, desperately hoping the Dark lord wasn’t there.

Well unfortunately; she was. However, there was something a little bit different about her. Something that made me burst out laughing as she scowled up at me, gritting her teeth as I fell on my ass, rolling over and giggling like crazy.

See there were too major changes to Sombra as a result of the Friendship Rainbow. One was the horn on her head, it was gone, not even a mark on her forehead to mark where it had been.

The other thing though was the funny one, you see even with her now much too large cape covering most of her body, there was no getting around the current situation. Sombra, creator of the curse’s that were currently affecting me, evil lord who had apparently needed to be kept imprisoned in a magic sundial… Was now a very small, very cute looking; six year old girl.

The fallout of the off screen magical fight

It was a really good feeling to not be the butt of the joke for once. Like, after everything that had happened to me recently it was a nice feeling to suddenly not be the one dealing with magical crap (Goth slave outfit not withstanding)

“Did we do it?” Sunset asked, her and the rest of the girls running towards the crater.

“You sure did.” I said; my grin actually threatening to escape my face as I looked over to the small girl still struggling to free her cape.

“Erm, is that who we needed to stop, might just be me but ah I don’t think she could be that much of a threat.” Applejack commented, adjusting her trademark Stetson to get a proper look at the small girl.

“Yeah, the way Trixie and the Principles were going on about it I was expecting someone a bit more…” Twilight said, looking around as if she was going to find the right word on one of the nearby trees.

“Threatening.” Rainbow Dash said, glancing down at kid Sombra. “I mean seriously, this squirt doesn’t look capable of harming a fly.”

“How dare you!” Sombra growled in a way which completely failed to be intimidating due to the fact she was tiny now. “I am Lord Sombra! Conqueror of the Crystal Empire, slayer of Princess Amore; I am the living incarnation of shadow and…”

“Cute as a fucking button.” I said, poking her in the nose and almost giggling when her face scrunched up.

“Sparks darling, you really should swear in front of a child.” Rarity said, frowning disapprovingly.

“I am not a child!” The child Sombra screamed; growling at us in a way that would have shown off her fangs… if she’d still had them; instead all it was doing was showing us she had very white teeth.

“You are now cutie.” I said, lifting the edge of the still adult sized cape. “And you really shouldn’t be sporting the armoured bikini look; it’s extremely inappropriate for someone your age.”

“Argghh!” Sombra screamed (In an adorably high pitch) and lunged at me, only to get caught on her cape and yanked back.

“Spark, do you have to be so mean to her?” Fluttershy asked, looking over at the small girl sympathetically.

“Yes.” I responded bluntly as I walked over to the Principles. “You two okay?”

“We’ll live.” Vice Principle Luna stated, stretching her arms as she did so. “I will admit it has been a while since I had to use my skills like that; I seem to have fallen out of shape; though thankfully not as much as my sister.”

“Oh, shut it Lulu; just because I like to indulge in the occasional cake it does not mean I’m fat.” Celestia snapped, before looking over at the small girl (who was currently trying to bite Sunsets ankles whenever the teen got close) “Anyway, what are we going to do with her?”

“Leave her to die in the woods?” I offered.

“No, I don’t believe that would be the most effective solution.” Celestia said, with a slight smile at my comment (even if the rest of her face was screaming ’You’re not funny’) “Hmm; Luna any suggestions?”

“I don’t know, I don’t really know why the rainbow did what it did.” The dark blue haired Principle admitted “I mean… why would it turn him, her; into a child? I cannot see the logic in doing that.”

“Well… It mostly seams to de power people…” I said quietly, getting the two adults to look around at me. “Just saying what I’ve seen; de powered Sunset, depowered the sirens and Twilight.”

“Hmm… We really don’t understand these Elements of Harmony that well…” Celestia admitted. “I really should have asked more about it while we had the other Twilight here.”

“I could probably convince her to come over.” Sunset said, having walked/hopped over to us rubbing her ankle gingerly. “Still it wouldn’t be for a while… I left the book back home.”

“Yes, that could be a problem.” Celestia said, looking over at the small girl. “Still, why would it turn her into a child?”

“Not really sure.” Sunset admitted. “Never heard of the Elements doing that to someone before.”

“I mean…” I said gingerly. “She wasn’t the most mature adult I’ve ever met when she put this crap on me.” I gestured down to my stupid new outfit. “And she kept calling me ‘Dolly’ Maybe, maybe she got her magic at a young age or something and when she got depowered, she reset to… well that.”

‘That’ finally seemed to have gotten tired and was panting for breath, wrapping herself in her cape for warmth (Skimpy outfits did not provide much in the way of warmth… Wish I had a cape now) It was almost cute… actually scrap that it was cute.

“Hmm… Sombra has never stuck me as the most grown up evil lord.” Celestia admitted; looking over at the little girl. “Okay, we’ll figure out a long-term plan for her later. For now, we’ll claim she’s our niece dropped off on me to look after unexpectedly. That way we can keep an eye on her; though we really need to get that curse off of both of you.”

Looking down at what I was currently wearing I couldn’t help but agree.

“Dazzle knows a counter spell; I can probably call her but she’s most likely gonna be asleep at the moment…” I was going to say more at that point, mostly about leaving her a message and getting it fixed in the morning; but as luck would have it, I didn’t need too.

A bright pink circle of light sprang to life and a very drunk looking Blooming Spectre staggered out; her eyes half focused on me.

“I’m here!” She blurted, staggering forward before hitting a tree, gripping it for support. “Crap, sorry.”

“Blooming…” I began, looking at the rose haired mage as she tried to stand up straight (‘Tried’ being the operative word) “…the fuck are you doing here?”

“I’ve been trying to warp to you for the last 20 minutes; theirs a large amount of dark magic here and I…” She then looked around, at Celestia and Luna, the rainbooms and finally Sombra. “…Fucking missed everything didn’t I?”

“Yeah, you did.” I said flatly; looking at the drunk mage who groaned.

“Arggghhh!” She slid down the tree she was holding onto. “Fucking hell why am I so useless!?”

“You spend most nights black out drunk; you teach my sister whatever spell she wants without thinking about what it really does, your average wake up time is like, 3pm…”

“Make a girl feel welcome why don’t you.” Blooming muttered, her face down in the dirt.

“Well if it helps there is something you can do.” I said, bending down and lifting her head up so she could see me properly. “You wrote the anti slutty dress spell, right?”

“Yes; why do you need it recasting?” Blooming asked, her eyes half focusing on me (seemingly noticing what I was wearing for the first time)

“Yeah, and so does Sombra over there.” I said, pointing over my shoulder at the dark-haired girl.

“Wait, that’s Sombra? Like the dark lord writer of a good chunk of my spell book?”

“Yup. He fell victim to one a couple of his own spells, and as funny as it was when she was a busty woman it’s really disturbing on a little kid.” I explained as I helped Blooming up (Though with her drunk state and my stupid heals it was a very wobbly exercise where we both ended up supporting each other)

“Okay… I think I can cast it on one of you right now… I’m a bit out of it; don’t have two disenchantments in me.” Blooming explained as she tried to stand properly.

“Off course you don’t.” I said darkly. I could be rid of this stupid spell again; I could not have to worry about it but… I wasn’t.

I didn’t like Sombra, but I wasn’t leaving that spell on a little kid; even if she wasn’t technically six it didn’t make much difference. Besides I could live with the usual sexy outfit… but not this one.

“Can you disenchant Sombra…” I gritted out, slightly hating myself for saying it (even if I knew it was right)

“Yeah think I can do that.” She said, struggling to walk towards Sombra, only to lose her balance and get caught by Celestia.

“Hello Blooming.” Celestia said kindly, looking down at the young girl, who’s eyes went wide when she saw her.

“Hi, Celestia…” She said slowly, forcing herself back to her feet.

“Hello Blooming. I see you still like your alcohol.” Celestia commented, helping her to her feet.

“I, well; yes.” The pink haired mage admitted. “But I got a counter spell to perform so…”

“That’s fine, we can catch up later.” The Principle said, smiling as a flustered Blooming walked off.

“You know her?” I asked, looking at Blooming as she began to recite the counter spell.

“Yes, we do, poor girl was having such difficulty with her magic when she was younger.” Celestia explained as we watched Sombra’s armour return to a fully body affair. “We’re gonna need some more appropriate clothes for Sombra soon.”

I couldn’t help but snort at that.

“Oh no, how will we ever find new clothes; Hey Rarity!” I called out, looking over at the purple haired teen who turned to look at me. “Sombra’s gonna need some new clothes, think you can make something?”

Rarity thought for a second, looking over Sombra’s sleeping form before walking over and nodding.

“Yes Darling, I think I can make something suitable; though did you say her name was Sombra?” Rarity asked, her brains gears clearly working behind.

“Yup.” I answered, suddenly becoming very aware of how exposing my current outfit was as Rarity eyed it.

“Hmmm… that was the name of the person who created the spell effecting you wasn’t it.” Rarity said slowly.

“Yup, though given she’s now stuck with it I’m slightly less annoyed… Slightly.” I admitted, watching as Rarity focused more clearly on my outfit and how little it covered.

“And am I to understand she’s the reason your dressed in your current attire?” She asked, scowling slightly.

“Yup.” I said, trying to lift my legs properly as I did, noticing how little my legs could actually move while they were stuck on. “And I have a nasty feeling magic means it isn’t coming off without some help.”

“Yes; truly a deplorable person.” Rarity muttered as she closely examined the outfit. “Still, I think I have an idea of the sort of outfit an adorable little girl like her should be wearing; in fact, I think I’m going to go get her measurements and start right now.

“How are you going to get her sizes, she’s asleep.” I pointed out, to which she simply laughed.

“Oh darling, I can tell easily enough for a child like her, especially while she was stuck in that bikini armour mess. Honestly that curse just goes for instant gratification, it has no respect for subtlety or the art of being sexy.” Rarity critisied, looking me up and down. “Although it apparently does a good job with make-up.”

“That was Sombra.” I commented, looking down at my nails in a slightly board way. “Not sure how I feel about this stuff though.”

“Well your face is a bit garish I’ll admit; but those nails do look nice.” Rarity said kindly, suddenly causing me to snap my head upwards.

“My face?” I asked, looking at her in confusion. “The fuck happened to my face?”

To answer she reached into her bag and pulled out a compact, giving it to me to have a look. It was a weird feeling, looking in the little mirror and not recognising my own face.

Part of it was my hair, the pulled back braid took away most of my fringe and the hair that usually fell to the side. Seeing so much of my own face was… weird.

Then there was the stuff actually on my face, it was… a lot subtler than I was expecting; with a soft pink lipstick applied and a slight darker shade for eye shadow. I think I had mascara on, in all honesty it was hard to tell but my lashes were definitely larger… huh, I actually kind of liked that look; wonder how you pull it off normally…

Wait, what? Am I… Fuck I’m turning into a girl, aren’t I?

Deciding to ignore that potential problem I decided to see if I could get the earrings out, I might not be able to get out of most of this stupid outfit, but I was getting these out at least.

“Want some help Darling?” Rarity asked, smiling slightly as I struggled with the stupid things.

“Yes please.” I said, letting her get close and remove the stupid things. “Argh, god I hate those.”

“They go well with the outfit, but I can’t say the outfit goes well with you.” Rarity admitted, blushing slightly. I; well I thought about it for a second.

“Yeah, not like a guys gonna radiate sex appeal is it…” I said, looking down and suddenly realising I really wanted a T-Shirt or something to cover up with.

“That is not what I meant; your body is plenty attractive. You just don’t strike me as the kind of girl to flaunt her body so openly or someone submissive enough to enjoy the chains look.” Rarity explained, smiling warmly at me. “I was working on some things for you I think you’d like…”

“I, What?” I asked, my head tilted to the side as I looked at her; causing her to flash bright red.

“Yes, I well; Sorry I know you’re probably not interested in helping but I couldn’t help it. You know I’m putting on the fashion show at the end of camp?” She asked; looking at me as I nodded.

“I think I heard something like that.” I said uncertainly. “Gonna be honest I was completely switched off for most of the initial talk, but I think you said something to do with fashion…”

I elected not to mention Rarity talked about fashion a lot and it was a pretty good guess that anything involving her would have fashion come up at some point. While true I doubted, she’s appreciate it.

“Yes, well I’ve been making outfits for it between activities and well, I couldn’t help myself and I might have made you some garments… It’s okay if you don’t want to take part in it!” She blurted very hastily, waving her arms frantically. “It’s just, well I thought you might appreciate having some decent clothes that fitted you properly. Though given what’s happened to you today I don’t blame you if you want to just wear a burlap sack for the rest of your time here.”

I hesitated; I really wasn’t sure how to respond to this bit of news. On the one hand yes: I really was done with girly clothes for a while (especially fucking thongs!) But… well it was Rarity, she was there for me at times and well; even I knew she was good at making clothes having been in a few of the schools productions. Also; there was Trixie’s show, I had already agreed to embarrass myself in that. Did I really want more people looking at me after that?

Eventually I decided how to respond.

“What day is the show on.” I muttered, my teeth refusing to separate as I said it.

“You’ll do it!” Rarity cried, beeming happily. I shook my head violently.

“No! Well, Maybe; when is it? I’m already committed to Trixie’s show and…”

“It’s on Sunday, if my memory serves me correctly Trixie is performing on Saturday.” Rarity said, grin still on her face; bouncing up and down in a manner I didn’t normally associate with her.

“Okay, If I get through Trixie’s show and I’m not that horrified then… Yeah sure; I’ll model. Can’t be any worse than tonight.” I muttered, thinking about how crappy today had been for me; from fucking up my ankle, nearly drowning, to letting Sombra out and finally this fucking slave girl outfit.

“I assure you darling that you’ll just love it!” Rarity beamed. “But before then I believe I have outfits to make for a naughty six-year-old.”

I couldn’t help but adopt a grin myself.

“Yeah, can’t wait to see what you make tomorrow.”

Rairty then adopted a similar look to Sombra when she was about to dress me up. It was a somewhat disconcerting look to see on the face of someone I liked…

“Dear, who said anything about tomorrow? I have to get started right now; lord knows we can’t have her walking around in that excessive armour tomorrow.” She explained.

I think my face was starting to hurt from all the grinning it had been doing.

“What are you thinking, we kinda got off track when you mentioned it earlier.” I said, suddenly very curious about what she had planned.

“Oh well, you know. A young girl like that; I believe she should wear something appropriate; why I remember all the adorable dresses Sweetie Belle used to wear before she got to old for it. I don’t know about you, but I think Sombra needs a reminder she is still just a little girl. So I was thinking something Pink, frilly; Something she would just love in the way you like her outfit choice for you.”

Okay my face actually was hurting now.

“Rarity, would you like a hand getting this ready, I assure you it would be a pleasure.”

…

We didn’t stop much on the way back, Rarity only stopped to let the Principles know what we were going to be doing that night, and I only stopped to let Trixie know I was fine (I respect that girls restraint for not laughing at my outfit, though that might have been because she was worried about whether or not I was okay)

Soon though we were in her workshop (a disused wood cabin she’d commandeered shortly after arriving at camp and stuffed full of suit cases of fabric and ribbons) and we were working on an outfit for the tiny dark lord.

Well, Rarity was, my role was mostly getting her fabric or tools when she needed them. It made sense, I had no idea how to make clothes, or sew or anything helpful (other than suggesting ways to make the outfit more embarrassing for the evil lord.)

I was also getting an impromptu crash course in how to walk in high heels. Now that the danger was passed my bodies balance had gone back to being shit and suddenly, I was failing at mobility.

“Oww…” I muttered, rubbing my backside again, having just picked myself off the floor… again.

“Darling I’ve explained how you walk in those shoes multiple times now.” Rarity said, a slightly frustrated expression on her face as I held onto a nearby shelf for support.

“I know…” I muttered, blushing slightly. “…I just can’t do it.”

“You could if you weren’t actively resisting moving your hips every time you took a step.” Rarity commented.

“I know; but I feel self-conscious enough in this stupid get up without worrying about making my ass even more noticeable.” I muttered, rubbing my butt; another large blush on my face. I had tried taking it off, but the chains got in the way, yes I could take the bikini top off; but I couldn’t get anything else past the chains; the same thing stopped me from getting the stupid loin cloth off and the heals. And as for the collar…

There wasn’t a clasp, or seam or anything really, it was just around my neck. One wrecked pair of scissors had led me and Rarity to conclude I’d need magic to get it off. And my control was wonky at best, sure I had a good grasp over how I could get my body to hit things hard or jump far; but I didn’t know any specific spells for breaking enchantments.

Also, I had tried; but the collar was on too tight, I couldn’t get my fingers under the leather. And the chains just hadn’t given; so, for now I’d given up. I’d just ask Blooming when she woke up. Meaning I was stuck in this stupid get up until at least 3 in the afternoon… if she felt like waking up early.

“Yes, it does rather.” She said before returning to work on Sombra’s outfit; thankfully it was nearly done. Looking out the window it was very nearly sun up and frankly I wanted Sombra’s misery to begin as soon as possible.

…

As soon as it was done we set out through the throngs of tents to make our way to the Principles; despite this being a new campsite further away from the main area we were able to find it quickly enough; which was good. This slave outfit was not something I wanted anyone to see me in and it was way to early at the moment for anyone else to be awake; even by camping trip standards.

“Principle Celestia, Vice Principle Luna, we’re here; we brought Sombra some new clothes.” Rarity said, hesitantly outside the Principles tent.

“Coming.” Celestia said, poking her head outside of the tent. “I’ll bring her out; my sister is not a morning person and we had a busy night.”

Soon she was clambering out, carrying the sleeping Dark Lord; who’d been wrapped up in a red bundle I recognized as her cape.

“You got her armour off?” I asked in shock, realising its sharp angles and bulk couldn’t be seen through the red fabric.

“Oh yes, it’s simple enough while she’s under a sleep spell.” Celestia explained, smiling at the sleeping girl. “Though I’m glad you made her something; where is it?”

“It’s in my workshop.” Rarity explained. “We left it here, so it didn’t get dirty before she got a chance to wear it.”

“Good thinking.” Celestia said with a smile, carrying the young girl over her shoulder as we walked towards the ‘workshop’

“We going to wake her up before we get her dressed?” I asked, kind of liking the sound of both ideas.

“Yes, I think that would be best.” Celestia responded as we stepped in and she got a look at Rarity’s creation; she let out a small snort as she remembered the figure Sombra had been. Tall, dark; handsome. Muscles that bulged behind a cold grey suit of armour, the man who had wiped the Crystal Empire off the map; who had bent and broken so many minds for the fun of it.

“Oh yes, I think she is just going to love it!”

…

“I am going to kill each and every one of you. Slowly.” Sombra growled, fists clenched in the Fabric of her new outfit.

“Dear that’s very rude of you, they spent a lot of time working on this outfit for you; now apologise.” Celestia said, the smirk on her face implying she was enjoying getting to play mom just a little too much.

Sombra glared at her, frankly I didn’t blame her. With only one-night Rarity hadn’t been able to go quite as far as she’s have liked… but that didn’t stop her making a damn good effort.

Currently Dark Lord Sombra was dressed in a checked dress made of pale pink and white squares. With a poufy shoulders ending in a ring of white frills. The look completed with white frill rimmed socks and black marry jane shoes.

Sombra had not taken seeing the garment well and had been even less pleased when she heard that she either wore it or got her body destroyed again. While she could have reformed later it sucked having no real form and Sombra really wasn’t up for more of that for a long. So, with a great deal or reluctance (and Celestia’s unwelcome help) she’d gotten changed into her new dress.

“I…” Sombra began, clearly wanting to spew out a long train of swear words; but she wilted under the look Celestia gave her. “… Urgh, thank you for the dress.”

“Now darling that’s not a proper thank you.” Celestia said, a motherly smile on her face. “I believe you know the proper way to thank someone for a gift like this, you were very big on making people apologise in a specific way, come on you can do it.”

Sombra looked like she was gonna explode in anger.

“Sombra; this is far more lenient than you deserve.” Celestia said firmly. “Now thank Rairty properly or do you want to be incorporeal again.”

Sombra’s face rapidly switched between anger, fear, denial before eventually it gave in.

Scrunching up her eyes tightly she bent low, crossing her legs and curtsying, adorable smile on her face before she stood up again, adorable smile on her face and she said:

“Thank you for my lovely dress Miss Rarity, it’s very pretty and I love wearing it.”

The two actual girls in the room ‘Awwed’ while I enjoyed a small smile. In some ways I sympathised with Sombra being stuck in an outfit she hated; however, seeing as it was her who stuck me in the outfit, I hated I considered us kind of off even.

“Thank you, sweetie.” Rarity said, crouching down and smiling at the thoroughly embarrassed Dark Lord. “I know you’re just going to love the other outfits I make for you; I might even make something for you to wear in my fashion show at the end of the week… If you’re okay with that Principle.” She hastily said, looking up at Celestia who responed with:

“Rarity that’s a wonderful idea, I’m sure she would just love to take part, wouldn’t you Sombra?”

“I… no, I… Yes, Miss Rarity; I would love to be in your show.” She said, her fists clenched tightly while she gave a smile that didn’t actually reach her eyes.

“Wonderful!” Rarity beamed. “I’m going to need a lot of material for this, and proper measurements so you’ll have to drop by at some point, then I might have to get more fabric in and…”

I wont claim I wasn’t enjoying watching Sombra’s steadily growing look of horror as Rarity talked because lord knows I was, Sombra had been responsible for a lot of the problems in my life recently and I did not like being puppeted around against my will and there was no way in hell I was going to try and stop what was happening to her. But I will admit, a tiny; insignificant part of me couldn’t help but feel a little bad for her; even if I knew I shouldn’t.

She’d brought this on herself, it was her spells, her curses that were affecting me now, and what she’d gone on about did not portray her as a nice person before now. But, still; I still sympathised… a tiny bit.