Chronicle of Equus: A Earth Pony Dream

A Father and Son Day.

Emerald Forest — POV

My son is a mess, no matter how many times I call him to join his sister to train, he just rejects it and stay indoor reading some book.

Up until now, I could not do anything to change his slothful behavior because every time I tried to drag him to the training ground, my wife would interject or my daughter.

For Celestia, he's already six years old, he needs to start his training ASAP.

But I'm powerless in my family... at least Aura loves to train.

But I have decided they protect him too much, and I'm going to correct this today.

Because, even if he screamed, my sweetie and Aura would be in the city, far, far away from our home. For a while at least.

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Indeed, I'm really fortunate.
If any pony could hear the screams of protest, my little son gave, probably the royal guard would come and knock on my door.

But no pony heard, and when we got to the training ground, he seemed to have accepted his fate.

"Dad, why are you so evil?" I can't believe that he could faint so much innocence.

" Why can't a father spend a little time with his only son?"

"But... dad, you just want to hurt me with a stick!"— crocodile tears drop from his eyes.

I sigh... he is an egg hard to crack, but let's do the explanation one more time.

"Blank, you need to be fit. I don't care what road in life you take, but you need to know how to defend yourself"— I put my hand in my muzzle and took a deep breath—"I know you hate to exercise, but, please Blank, is the only time we can be together..."

I put all my emotion in the last sentence, I fear for him and all my family. My work is dangerous and I made many enemies in the past... if something happened to them.... I don't know what I would do.

Breath in, breathe out. Stay calm.

I prepared myself, then looked at my son's red eyes. He was smiling.

I'm so happy, my son will learn... from me!

Blank Slate — POV

I was so fucking happy, my dad was desperate for me to train under his guidance, so I needed to make the game hard for him.

Now, every piece was in its place.

"But dad ... I don't want a sword like yours!"

"Blank, fencing with a saber is a family tradition and..." — He tried to use some excuse, but there is no way I would let it happen.

"But I'm different!" — I cut him off, and with my right hand I point to my forehead— "I don't have a horn!"

My father sighted again, he knew I was right.

"OK, Blank, OK... what kind of weapon do you want?"

I feint ignorance and look around to the place I, conveniently, had hid a short staff a day earlier and pointed there. The old man sure is predicable with his words.

"A Staff?"

"Yep."

"Okay, son, I can teach you how to swing this piece of wood, but ... are you sure?" - he was really skeptical.

"Yep, I am"

"Okay then, go grab that stick and come to the training area and ..."

"Hum ..." — I tried to mimic my sister's puppy eye look, I needed more than wood.

"What now, Blank?"

"Can I ask for another thing?"

"..."

"I want a crystal like the one on the light poles!"

"..."

"And to watch Aura learning magic!"

"..."

"What's up, dad?"

"You want too much, you know..."— he shakes his head before continuing—"Let's do like this: I will teach you about sabers AND staffs, you do as I say, and I will give you a good staff and a simple crystal. What do you say?"

"Deal!" — I said happily.

"So go grab that cheap stick, and I will teach you why you shouldn't be a demanding child."

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Why did I have to accept the deal so quickly?

I'm in the body of a six-year-old, and I was thinking that dad would be going easy on me, slowly teaching me how to swing a weapon and defend, but he just made me hold the staff and attacked me.

"First, I need to know your potential, so... Blank, I will go 'easy' on you, and you just have to defend yourself, OK?” — he said at first, and I tried to refuse his method of teaching, but then he said — "You want your staff and crystal, right? So do as I say!"

And because of that I have received many strikes, in... well, everywhere. Who would thought that the bright red from where I was hit would be visible even through my fur?

And he didn't even try to hide his smirk on each strike.

But this doesn't matter now.

If I keep this act and learn something, I will get my hands on the great prize: The Crystal.

Who would have thought that three days ago, I would start seeing colorful patterns in the air — like some kind of particle or dust — that would float and concentrated in some ponies and objects.

At first, it scared me, but when I was looking around, I saw that the particles would concentrate more when someone used magic or with objects related to magic procedures.

Then I knew that I could literally see the "magic in the air".

Then I noticed something curious.
The pattern of the magic was different in each species of ponies.

We, the earth ponies, had our magic flowing more inside our body, enhancing naturally the muscle strength and bony structure. And I do believe that this magic could be expelled by our hooves and hands in small quantities — that is why we are so strong and good with plants.

Although I am kinda an exception, being smaller and weaker than the majority of the surrounding ponies.... But this doesn't matter at the end because I will be a wizard.

The few Pegasuses I saw made me believe that they can project their magic outward through their body, this would help them fly and reduce the air resistance around them..., but this is only a theory for now.

And for the unicorn's, they are FANTASTIC!

Their magic is constantly focused inside their body, but they can use their horn as an antenna, gathering particles of magic from within and projecting it outside. That's why a unicorn could use magic outside their body and create magnificent feats.

For God, I would kill a giant for a horn...

But this is not the end because I learned fast that there are things out there that work as perfect magic conduits, and the majority of these things are biological. That's why I concocted another theory...

If I have a good conduit like a wooden staff, and something that could sync with me and draw my natural Earth pony magic, maybe, just maybe, I could project the magic outward the same way a unicorn would.

It was a gamble, but I had nothing to lose. Besides, the answer for the magic conundrum was literally outside my window — the light pole crystal. An item that would drain the surrounding magic to create light.

So, if I could have a crystal and attune it to my own magical frequency, I would have a magical antenna, MY artificial horn.

Because of this, I tried to rob one of the crystals next to my house, and it was a complete failure... But, why not just ask my parents for what I wanted? — And it worked!

And finally, watching my father's teachings about magic to my sister, I would be able to learn the magical theory and, probably, able to replicate it when no one was looking, I could even train in secrecy.

My parents, who ever told me that it is impossible for an Earth pony to use magic as a Unicorn, would be amazed, and they would be proud of me as they are of my genius sister.

If everything go accorded to my plan, I will be the first Earth pony capable of using the earth magic and the unicorn way of magic!

I would be a LEGEND!

But before everything... I will ask my dad for some ointment... hell, it hurts to move!