Ma’s already throwing fireballs.

It hasn’t been more than two days, and she’s throwing fireballs. My siblings all had gotten their first sparks too, but they just got them and were working out Levitation. Meanwhile, Ma’s already picked up on the Fire Spell and all of its offshoots such as well… fireballs. Celly clapped her hooves as Ma threw a fireball… It struck a target and blew it up. Ma can put more power into her spells than I can with Python. I suppose that’s what happens when your mother happens to be just as powerful as motherfucking Twilight Sparkle.

Button went and stepped up to teach Dave Cobra, or Button’s offshoot of Python. It seems like the two of them have similar magic-pools, strength in magic, whatever, since Dave picked up on it pretty quickly. Though there’s one problem, here.

“So if Runes are used for making Magic do what we want, what’s stopping me from just…” He closed his eyes and runed something out, and launched a fireball. Which then turned itself into an ice dart, which promptly got jammed into a target. “Make my spells do that?” He asked. Myself and Celly just stared blankly at what my youngest brother just did. “What? I just told magic to make fire turn into ice mid-throw and had the ice carry the momentum, which is an apparent problem with ice-based spells, of the fireball. Thus when the fireball turns into ice, it keeps the momentum, and can lead to more precise hits instead of a surface area on a given target.”

“Dave,” I picked him up with my forelegs, which he didn’t complain about. “When DA FUCK, did you figure out how to do Fire Spells?” I asked.

“Just now.”

“And then you fucking did that!?” I asked.

“Yeah. Is that bad?” Dave asked.

“...Nopony thought of doing that, ever,” Celly whispered. “You just found a way to fake ponies out, and made ice spells viable in long ranged combat, Dave.” She snatched him from me and started drowning my brother in kisses, snuggles, and coos. “Oh! You brilliant little foal!” She squealed. “When you are older, I will take over teaching you; I’m only good at teaching ponies how to use their magic after they’ve got at least a beginner’s level of magic output. Seeing as you just figured out magic a few hours ago, and seeing you come up with something so… brilliant.”

Celly clapped her hooves. “You’ve got potential, Dave. A lot of potential.”

“...Now’s a good time to say that Dave has helped me bug-test and play-test the game me and my buddies were coding until I disappeared one day,” I whispered. “He found so many fucking ways to break the game that it pissed me off and also made me proud.”

Dave smiled, jumped out of Celly’s arms and onto my face where he started licking right between my eyes.

My heart is melting. “Dave,” I laughed. “You and Ma are gonna make me look like a shitty mage…” I chuckled, before setting him on the ground. “Neither of you can do this, though.” I DragonFired around the testing room just as Twilight and her friends walked in. Ma started screaming, since what were my ashes just fell to the ground… As Dave used a sheet of ice he made, and held in levitation… to fly after me. What. The. Fuck!? That’s fuckin’ smart. Why’d I never think of doing that to fly?

We both came to a stop, I skidded to a stop as the flames dispersed and Dave jumped on my back.

Twilight and Rarity were staring, fish-eyed, at Dave. Button was too. Celly was just getting more and more excited at teaching Dave in the future.

Katie and Dan were blinking… you see, I just lent them my Python Textbooks, along with expansion packs of Python. They were standing there, wide eyed too.

“KODI, DAVE, WAHT THE FAWK WAS THAT!?” Ma shouted. She ran up to us, and got in my face. “WHY’D YOU SET YOURSELF ON FIRE?!”

“Because it’s how I usually fly around the place-”

“YOU HAVE FUCKING WINGS!”

“I know and-” Ma hugged me. Hard.

“I know you know what you’re doing, but please warn me. Magic is still rather new to me, and I thought you just killed yourself.” She then glared at Dave. “And that, while it looked fun, was reckless, dear. I’m going to buy you a helmet and pads, and we’ll do it together down the line… With your brother on standby so he can heal either of us when we inevitably crash into something. Or catch us if we fall.”

“Okay Ma,” Dave nodded.

“Ah, so he doesn’t get yelled at, but I do?” I asked.

“You scared me half to death you bigot!”

Fair enough, Ma.

“Source, is your whole family just going to be good at magic?” Twilight asked. “Katie and Dan are over there, already levitating things, and Dave’s doing that! Your mother just threw a fireball most unicorns could only ever dream of matching!”

“Mmm,” I shrugged. “I dunno. Ma is just proficient with magic and is a prodigy, apparently. Dave’s fuckin’ smart. Honestly, I thought about levitating my hooves to fly, it’s why Skywaler exist, but flying on a skateboard made of ice? Unheard of. Entirely unheard of. I never thought of that either. He also found a way to stab somebody with an ice spell from a long distance, so there’s that.” I shrugged and held my youngest brother in my forelegs. “Doin’ me proud, and make me jealous…” I sighed.

“Man, it really shows how stinkin’ average I am. I’ve got no raw power that I can actively call on, and I’m not that creative. Luckily, Dan and Katie seem to, while not struggling due to the nature of Python, not excel like I couldn’t in my early days as a pony.”

“Yer far from average,” Ma grabbed both my cheeks and glared into my eyes. “Who’s the man that made a spell system that’s helped me get better control over my magic?” She asked. “Who’s the man that made another spell system that is easy to pick up, so easy that your siblings, all of them, have picked up on it and are learning relatively quickly because of it? From what your wife tells me, you excel and punch far above yer weight class, Source. Not Kodi, my son who could barely hold a conversation is dead. Source is my son who has conquered the Sun.

“You are apparently well renowned in the magical community for exceeding when you should fail. Do not let me catch you saying you’re anything but extraordinary, Source. Or you’ll make me sad that I couldn’t raise a son that could hold his head high and be proud of who he is.”

“This is too mushy for me,” Dave hopped out of my arms as Ma hugged me tightly.

“Fuckin’ hell, Ma,” I swear I am not crying. There are just onions nearby.

A few hours later, I had left my family to their own devices. I had officially been, socially, drained. Katie and Dan were doing fine, magically, as fine as one can when just picking it up. Ma and Dave were exceptionally good at magic. Despite what Ma did to try and cheer me up, I was still feeling a little like shit. My whole family was picking up on being ponies better than I did during my first few months. They were already able to use magic in days. Granted, they didn’t know how to properly act as ponies, but that would come with time.

I just felt… Well, small. I was small. I felt insignificant again.

Magically, my whole family outperforms me, and will be able to.

So here I am, sitting in a donut shop in a little booth. I know somepony was following me, as even earth ponies have magical signatures even if they’re really faint. I chuckled to myself as I sipped on some coffee that I didn’t really like, but it just felt appropriate for how I’m feeling. The bitter liquid crawled its way down when… Oh, that’s two ponies that have followed me. Twilight and Apple Jack followed me. How they knew that I left the castle’s beyond me.

“Howdy,” AJ nodded to me as she just so happened to see me in the booth.

“Sup,” I waved.

“Hey Source-”

“Twi, Aj, not that I don’t mind seeing you, but why did you two follow me?” I asked.

“Uh…” Twilight hummed. “Okay, so…” Twilight hummed. “We both kinda noticed that you’ve been feeling a bit down, since your Mom started throwing fireballs.”

“Oh that,” I chuckled. “Twilight, I know you aren’t stupid, far from it. You’re way too smart, and way too gifted in magic. You’ve must’ve noticed how strong Ma is, and you know how much potential she got while learning from Celly. Yesterday she could barely even levitate anything. One textbook on the worse magical system ever, along with a few tips and tricks from me and Celly, and she’s not only able to do that, but she moved a fucking table during the party and cleanly threw it out the window and on Blueblood.

“That takes a level of control far, far beyond her experience with magic, Twilight.” I pointed out.

“That…” Twilight sighed. “Is true. And Daniel and Katie are already using Python, and Dave has to be the most creative mage I’ve seen since I’ve met you.”

“So,” I chuckled. “I know Ma did wonders in makin' me feel loved and appreciated in the moment, but I just needed a moment to breathe. I am proud of my family, but as the eldest sibling in the family, I’ve gotta lead by example. I can’t do that if I’m not gifted in the slightest with magic. I just made use of exploiting how magic ‘magics’ and made my own spell system based on that-”

“Source,” Apple Jack chuckled. “Yer bein’ hard on yourself. Aside from Twilight, you’re probably the scariest unicorn Ah’ve ever seen. Ah know you know that we earth ponies can resist unicorn magic to a point. That doesn’t stop a fireball from lightin’ me on fire. And Ah know you were tellin’ the truth about that timeline you were first thrown into. One, Ah saw it happen, and you came back traumatized. Ah can make a safe bet that the Princesses, Celestia and Luna at least, are very experienced fighters. You’re able to fight them head on-”

“No I can’t. Discord, another Discord, powered me up and I could still barely keep up. I fucking died in a magical explosion and Light Shield made sure I didn’t by giving me wings.” I chuckled. “I could, to a point, keep up with four alicorns if I have space to work with. In an outright duel, Twilight would kick my shit in. Give me time to prep and something other than a flat field? Twilight would be hard pressed to do something about it.”

“...You blew up an evil version of me with a Mirror Spell on her own horn. You came up with that on the fly, Source.” Twilight drew on that, thinking she'd hit a soft spot on me. We all blinked when I didn't panic. “Huh…”

“What?” I asked.

“You aren’t panicking or breathing heavily.” Twilight pointed out.

“Oh.” I hummed. I smirked to myself. Just don’t mention Prime Equestria and being stuck, please.

“Back on topic, Source. You came up with that on the fly. Not many just do.” Twilight shook her head. “Your downright outrageous use of spells in bizarre scenarios, on top of your spell output rate, is something I don’t think I’d be able to understand. A bit as a wand, Light Shield, the entirety of Python? DragonFire? I’m surprised you didn’t crack phoenix fire yet and start abusing that-” I pulled out a notebook and wrote that down. “Buck. You’re going to be Tartarus to deal with at the next unicorn convention.”

“But… I’m an alicorn.”

“You could hide the wings,” Apple Jack shrugged. “You showed that you could grow wings with magic on the spot anyways, nopony would bat an eye at you for making yourself grow wings as a prank.”

“I could.” I shrugged. I downed my coffee. “So why else are you here?” I asked, pointedly at AJ. I know she doesn’t really give a shit about magic.

“Uh… I couldn’t help but notice how you mentioned yer Dad at the family brunch during the Summer Sun Celebration we first met on.”

“Oh.” I tilted my head.

“Why didn’t you bring your Dad to Equestria? I thought you were close with him.”

“Oh.” I sighed and took a long deep breath. “I was. Most of my siblings barely got to know him. Dave never met Dad, though. Dad… Pa, was the best man I ever knew. The strongest I knew too. Good god I wish I told him I loved him a little more,” I sighed. “So, I don’t know if I told y’all about cars, have I?” I asked.

“You have. They’re like automatic horse carriages?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah. Really dangerous in the hands of the wrong person. Some fucker was drunk while driving a car. I’m all for gettin’ drunk, what Irishman isn’t?” I sighed. “Pa was driving home with groceries and got T-boned, a crash where the front of a car meets the side of another car, by a drunk driver going well over a hundred kilometers an hour. Pa died, instantly, and by some twisted form of fate, the drunk driver made it out alive and was up and moving a few years later.”

I took a long, deep breath. “I want to kill that fucker. I want to, but I know doing that won’t bring my Dad back.” I looked up from my empty mug and at AJ. “you two would get along. Dad was a chef after being… My Dad. He probably would’ve loved the idea of cooking with hay if he came to Equestria. Or learning how to use flowers in his dishes, or working on making his dishes pony-friendly and opening a restaurant. Or open a restaurant for our more carnivorous residents in Canterlot and be a hit amongst them.” I chuckled. “Ma would have to keep Chef Beet off him too.” I leaned back.

“Ah…” AJ sighed. “Ah know what it’s like to lose a parent, Source. Ah lost both of mine. Sorry if-”

“Nothin’ to be sorry about,” I shook my head. “I miss my Dad, but the best I can do is remember him and love that I can still remember every little moment. From when I was eight and my Pa taught me how to put together a lasagna and told me how to make it vegetarian. I remember how proud my Dad was when I shined during a choir session. Fuck, I remember him telling me that I’d be taking over his business when I got older and how excited I was.” I smiled. “Maybe in another life, that would’ve come to be. But I can’t get lost in the what-ifs; I won’t be able to enjoy this one if I do.”

Twilight just blinked, before taking out a scroll. She started writing down another friendship lesson.

I rolled my eyes and laughed. “Either y’all wanna donut?” I offered.

Both mares shared a look, before nodding.

So I walked in on Ma and Celly during day court. Ma was sitting beside my wife, tucked under a wing, since Celly was so much larger than my mother. The two of them were idly listening to a guy named Silver Tongue talk about something that sounds important. Celly looks actually kinda convinced about what Silver Tongue, some noble, was talking about, drawing on every word and nodding along. Ma, seemed to just be giving Silver the stink eye, and was eying him suspiciously.

“So that’s why I need an investment of forty thousand bits, Princess,” Silver bowed.

“Well…” Celestia started. “You do drive a good point. Your company sounds like it could benefit quite a lot of ponies.”

“Yer spittin’ a load of horse dung,” Ma interrupted. “Yer feckin’ company is about… healthcare?” She asked.

“Why yes, ma’am, why do you ask?” Silver asked.

“Silver Tongue, was it?” Ma asked. “I may not know much about healthcare, so please, enlighten me about these… injections will help a pony live longer, or cure their illnesses in a day?” She asked. “As far as I’m aware, not even most healing spells can do that, and if they can, often involve a lot of illegal magic. Yer telling me these bunch of random chemicals can make me live until a hundred and twenty?”

“Why yes, you see, with exo-creatine is this new thing I’ve been testing.”

“That’s not a chemical that exists.”

“But my researchers and I have invented it!”

Celly just slowly watched, while getting more and more impressed as Ma proceeded to verbally ruin this guy. “Wait, creatine? That’s what your liver makes, I think,” Ma chuckled. “That won’t do jack-shit when it comes to healing the flu, or makin’ me live until I’m a hundred and twenty years old!” Ma laughed. “Seriously, I’ve heard more bogus things at work than that!” She chuckled. “And yer labeling it as ‘exo-creatine’ which isn’t a thing. That’s illegal, Silver Tongue.” Silver just stood there, his mouth wide open.

“B-but-”

Celestia didn’t take long to process what was said. “Silver, were you getting an investment for your company to sell more of these ‘exo-creatine’ shots?” She asked.

“Yes! Yes! It’ll help so many ponies, your highness.”

“Tia, yer my favorite daughter in law, your sister called me fat after all. If you look closely at the documentation, you see how most of it makes no sense, and exo-creatine was made by two ponies named Flim and Flam. I may not know who these ponies are, but I’m willing to guess that they’re con-artists.” Celestia hummed even further.

“I know. I was just seeing how perceptive you are, Mrs. Gaime. Silver Tongue, leave my court before I arrest you for false advertising. Or fine you forty thousand bits.”

…

Celly just played Silver Tongue for a fiddle, so she could watch Ma break his sales pitch down for entertainment. Because I know you can’t ask for investments or loans in Day Court, you may request to meet with somepony that can do these for you, but at the end of the day, that’s not a thing you ask for in court. Silver Tongue sighed. On the way out, he noticed me, and made a very good decision. He punched me in the face. Right in the nose. As hard as he could. Now, getting punched is not fun. Getting punched in the face sucks. Getting punched in the nose fucking sucks. I felt my nose crunch as Silver’s hoof was driving into it.

I fell right on my ass, holding my nose while screaming various, not family friendly words.

“OW! WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO, YOU CRAZY SHITHEAD!” Celly was mad. However, she started backing into her chair the moment she heard Ma growling. I think Ma was growling. I don’t know, my nose hurts like hell. I simply sat there, holding my nose while Silver Tongue took the time to start berating me.

“You stupid, bucking, unicorn!” Silver shouted. “You get to have life easy because, for some reason, the Princess likes you! Then, suddenly the Maker above slaps a pair of wings on you, and you’re royalty!” Silver growled. “Without your wife, you’re nothing. You’re absolutely worthless, Source Code. I guarantee that the Princess only even loves you because you happen to be special or something.” I just sat there, wide eyed, while clutching my nose with my hooves.

“Damn dude,” I grunted. “You just voiced how I felt about myself for the last two years,” my nose hurt too much for me to care right now. “God damn, that woulda stung if I knew just how wrong I was throughout those two years. Because even if I never married Celly, I still would know how to do magic competently. I wouldn’t need to scam ponies with fake amino acids to make a quick buck either.” I growled. I then looked over my shoulder. Ma and Celly came to an agreement. Somepony hurt me, and they’re mad.

“Now, Silver Tongue, I was originally going to let you go; you didn’t sell anything you were falsely advertising.” I think I see Daybreaker starting to shine through. “But… then you physically assaulted my husband.”

“I-I… uh. Princess! He swung first-”

“My son was just standing there, waiting patiently to see how we were doing,” Ma said sternly. “You have forty seconds to run as far as you can, before I punt you off the mountain. I will send you to Ponyville with how hard I’ll kick your ass.”

“No, Maeve, that’s probably going to register as murder.” Celly shook her head. “You, Silver Tongue will be imprisoned to the place I banish you to… You’re going to be banished to Pinkamina Diane Pie’s basement in Ponyville. From there you will be rehabilitated and hopefully become a fun loving, caring, and cuddly pony like the majority of the population. If you are not, I believe I will let my mother in law kick your ass across the country.”

“...”

Ma smacked his shoulder so hard that she shattered it. Then he got sent to Ponyville with Pinkie.

I’ve been laying in bed since that incident. My nose was bandaged, and unfortunately, it would be a while before Ma or Celly could come down and kiss my booboos. Snowdrop, Lulu, and Tale were all asleep right now, it’s the middle of the day after all. Katie, Dan, and Dave were with the girls, exploring Canterlot. And Button was carted off to Cheerilee’s school earlier in the day. I laid on my side, luckily the magical pain killers kept me from wanting to kill myself, but I still didn’t feel great.

I had a broken nose, and that’s about it.

That was better than a shattered shoulder, I suppose.

So you can imagine how I felt when I heard the buzzing of wings. I know Thorax and Pharynx should be in town, so I was hoping it was one of them. However, I think the last I heard, Thorax and Pharynx were sleeping in with their adoptive parents. Pharynx, according to letters from Shining Armor, was a complete daddy’s boy. Wouldn’t let anyone but Shiny hug him, demands snuggles instead of getting them from the literal ‘love fountain’ that Cadance is. I laid there, and only lifted my head at the sound of a set of hooves hitting the balcony.

“Good evening, Source,” it was Chrysalis.

God… Oh. I looked up at her and… she looks fucking sad. This is the most emotion I’ve ever seen out of the queen, ever. “What the hell happened?”

“Fruit had told me about his plans to help you bring your family to Equestria,” she noted. “I see he succeeded; I’ve already spoken with Katie and Daniel when they inevitably wanted to see my Hive. They are lovely by the way, Katie… she actually said I was beautiful. Your youngest brother, Dave I believe, is sweet as sugar. Dan… hmph, if he were older, I’d make a move. Seriously, he’ll turn out to be a handsome stallion which is rather shocking given how plain you would be without your wings,” she chuckled. “Fruit said he would want to spend time with his Chrysalis, and come back here to see how I’m doing.”

“Ah…” I hummed. “You’re fearing that he won’t love you the same?” I asked.

“I do not,” she sighed and sat down on the bed next to me as I sat up. Her wings buzzed. “I know he will, I’ve smelled how much he loves me. I’ve smelled how sad it was for him to say bye to me, no matter how temporary.” She gave me a small smile. “I may come off as a bitch, I’m well aware, but it does warm my hearts just a little, sensing how much better you are doing now that you’ve got family. I… mostly am here because I am…” Chrysalis chuckled. “You have no idea how nice it was, to have somepony want to get to know me. Know me, not just know my name.” She sighed. “I was making an attempt with you, even if my… advances to get under your tail were unwelcomed.”

I patted her shoulder. “Man,” I nuzzled her. “Chrysalis, I may not have spoken with Fruit much, but I’ve a feeling he wouldn’t leave you alone for long.”

I grunted when Chrysalis gently hugged me, lifting me off my rear, and resting my head against her neck. She started crying. “I know…” She chuckled. “I asked your wife if she would mind if I took her place tonight, in her bed with you. Not to do anything; I just…” I’ve never seen Chrysalis be so… weak around anyone. Ever. Even when she got locked in a bathroom in the Crystal Empire, she damn near snapped at Shiny when he tried to joke about her blunder. So seeing her like this…

“Chrysalis,” I brought my hooves up and hugged her. “If you just want some affection, I’m down. Hell, I wouldn’t mind becoming your friend.”

“As sappy as ‘friendship’ sounds… It is a nice thing, really. Especially one that goes beyond me being a queen to my subjects.” She started nibbling on my left ear. “Why is your nose broken?” She asked.

“Somebody sucker punched me after Ma fucked up their plans of being a scam artist.”

“May I get their name? They will be beheaded in a heartbeat. I may not seem it, but I will stick out my neck for my friends, and you’ve just declared me your friend…”

“Ma broke his shoulder in one hit.”

“And she’s a unicorn?” Chrysalis asked, sounding a little shocked. “That’s not common for a unicorn to do with just her hooves, I’m assuming.”

“Oh yeah, Ma fuckin’ hits hard, apparently. We’ve yet to do a physical on any of my family, but I think she’s way, way above average when it comes to muscle-to-fat ratios, and is already a beast with magic. Like fireballs on the second day of her being a unicorn, fine, fine telekinetic control, all that. Along with the potential to match Twilight to boot.”

“...Is she willing to try me out?” She asked.

“I dunno. Ma’s completely straight, as far as I know, and I dunno how ready she is to move on. Keep in mind that her husband, and my dad, ain’t here for a reason. Not a good one. If he were alive, I’d bring him here in a heartbeat.” Honestly, Ma might like Chrysalis.

“I shall have to speak with her then,” she nodded. “A smart, capable mare sounds lovely even if I usually prefer stallions.”

“Please, just please don’t commune against me. Celly and Ma are already coming up with plans to capture me at random and tickle me. I think they woulda bathe me and prettify me up and ruin my manhood with a bowtie or something if my nose wasn’t broken.”

“...That does sound interesting. You seem to not care about me talking about having interests in your mother,” she giggled. “Are…”

“It might do you both some good. Ma, she ain’t showing it, but losing Dad wasn’t good on her. You’re clearly lonely. At a minimum, you two being friends would be nice. Just help with keeping her away with Lulu. Lulu wants revenge because Ma managed to hold her in a headlock, and might body Lulu if they get into an impromptu wrestling match. I may have my siblings back, but Lulu is still my surrogate sister…” hmm. Chrysalis lowered onto her side, taking me with her.

“This is nice,” she whispered.

“Speaking about my Ma’s made you happier, I see.”

“I just needed to lay in a princess-sized bed. I would prefer a queen-size, but this will have to do. Do you think I would’ve cried in front of you? Or anyone? Let them see me so… defeated?”

“No.”

“I do want to be your friend, this time not to get under your tail. I… You would probably be one of the few ponies willing to look over my crimes and me being not the best queen ever. You’d be the easiest for me to make a friend out of.”

“Mmm,” I nodded. “Yeah. I’ll have to get you a ‘best queen’ mug or something. I can’t give you Celly’s ‘my queen’ mug. We both need it so she can match the ‘my king’ mug she gave me, so that we can have a matching set come around Hearth’s Warming when we have hot cocoa and continue on trying to make mistletoe a staple in the holiday.”

“That sounds like an excuse to kiss each other,” Chrysalis rolled her eyes. “But I would appreciate the gesture,” she hummed. “I shall have to get you something as well. Best pony mug?” She asked.

“Mmm, that may have to belong to Cadance. You cannot tell me that mare ain’t adorable.”

“...I can’t, no. Cadance is rather adorable, though she stole my second in bucking command and adopted him. I’ve not seen Pharynx since.”

I snorted. “Hey, blame Shiny, Pharynx’s a little daddy’s boy.”

“Fuck. I can’t blame him because it technically was my fault that they met each other anyways.” She chuckled her adorable little chuckle. “To think they were married for almost a full day, and now they’re father and son.”

“Yeah.” I snickered. “Shiny was more upset than me and Cadance about the whole wedding getting fucked, when we were kidnapped, because of that.”

Chrysalis laughed. She sighed and laid me against her neck again. “Take a nap. Your nose is broken, and it won’t get better unless we give it a bunch of minor healing spells, painkiller spells, and a major dose of go to bucking sleep, Source.”

“Okay, Mom.” I groaned.

“You didn’t call me Ma?” Chrysalis asked.

“You ain’t Ma.”

“Fair.”

“So you ain’t getting ‘Mum’ either. Again, you ain’t Ma.”

“You best not let your wife hear you using the word ‘ain’t’ around her. She may have to punish you.”

“...Shit, I’ll have to say it to her more often.”

I ended up saying it around Celly later that day. After she kissed my booboo, or my broken nose, she put me in the corner and left me, with my butt glued to the floor, in the corner for four hours.

Author's Note

next chapter will be an interlude. a long one. it's gonna just be the family(tm) hanging out with the mane six.