"Will he be okay?" Your vision was cloudy, and you couldn't hear anything but slurred words. The bonus is that you couldn't hear Pinkie's rant, which lasted for about an hour from what you could tell. It was also the last thing you wanted to hear, considering the pounding headache that you received via Rainbow's rape train.

"Yeah, just a mild concussion, Miss Dash took him out hard. Why was he running away from you all anyways?" You could hear an older feminine voice, and by guessing from the cardiac monitor that you were in the University's very own infirmary, with the wreckless athletic group it kind made sense.

You shake your head back and forth as your senses came back to you. Knowing that you're going to see either happy and/or pissed faces, you braced for the worst. You make the best of your situation by taking in a deep breath of air, smelling multiple scents of perfume, causing you to cough violently.

Your eyes shot open, and you immediately sit up raising your hand to cover your coughs, causing your head to start pounding. You grunt loudly as you try to suppress the headache that just went through your brain. No matter how much you wanted to just freak out and cuss the hell out of whoever you saw first, you held it in by just saying one simple sentence.

"Ah, fuck you Rainbow." You say out loud, causing her to laugh.

"When? I'm free anytime." She responds.

"What?! No, no, I didn't mean it that way!" Well that backfired. She walked out the door laughing, the door slammed shut behind her.

"Well, well, well, someone's awake. It's about time you woke up." You looked over to the nurse, who looked rather young to be a school nurse.

She had a nurse's bonnet, as well as pink hair, tied into a bun. She had scrubs on too, all white with a red cross printed at the bottom of her shirt. She seemed that she was new at this, but she knew what she was doing, Celestia wouldn't have hired her if she didn't. She had one strand of hair that was hanging from her forehead, covering a part of her face, and her eyes were a pale blue color.

"I don't believe we've met, I'm Nurse Redheart, you must be that kid I always hear about causing trouble around campus." You smile and nod at her.

"Yeah, that's me, who did you hear that from?" You asked.

"Celestia." She pointed to her, where she was leaning up against the wall, chewing bubble gum.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Miss Redheart." You shook her hand, noticing how soft they were.

"How old are you exactly? If you don't mind me asking." You ask, in an afraid tone. Your mother had always told you to never ask a girl their age or weight, it hurts their self esteem. Though that thought just completely slipped your mind when you asked, and it was too late to catch yourself anyways.

"I'm 30, and believe it or not I graduated from this school a few years ago." Damn! That was pretty young to be done with school, and you still had a while before you could get a Doctorate, eight years to be factual about it.

"One of our best students here too!" Celestia chimed in, causing Nurse Redheart to roll her eyes.

"Anyways, what happened to Molly?" You asked Celestia, she giggled as a response.

"She was immediately returned back to her own dimension after her little stunt with you. I had really hoped she could have stayed, but she insisted on leaving." She pouted. You let out a sigh of relief, at least you didn't have to put up with her crazy antics anymore.

"So that means I can actually go back to school, correct?"

"Correct, I've let the professors know about your excused absense, though I can't say anything about the homework assignments, that's up to them to decide." Maybe going back to school wasn't such a good thing, not having homework was a blast.

"Uh. what's up with your hand? It looks like you've been burned?" Nurse Redheart pointed to your left hand. You looked down to see it for yourself, and what you saw amazed you.

"Sweet! Incinerate!" You were such a Bioshock fanboy.

You could care less about how you actually obtained it, but now that you have it, time for some sweet revenge, or perhaps with another Plasmid, you couldn't afford to burn down half the school. Maybe you could use Winter Blast, to freeze Rainbow's room up, or maybe insect swarm to infest her room with bugs. You had to make sure you actually have them first, a couple private magic lessons with Celestia could help you learn how to control the newly obtained Plasmids.

"Oh, it's nothing Miss Redheart, I-I'm in special effects class, and we're learning how to paint injuries onto ourselves." You tried to convince her of that, hoping it would work.

"That's fine with me, don't scare me like that again though, I can only do so much at a time." She sighed.

"Well, I should be going, I have another patient waiting for me. I'll check you out once you recover from your concussion, shouldn't take long with the medicine I gave you earlier." She winked at you, closing the door behind her.

"Tia, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what do you need?"

"How do you keep this school running?"

"Years of practice, son. Years."

"When's our next lesson?"

"Well, I was hoping that we could have one today, but it depends on your concussion." Well fuck, thanks to her you have something to look forward to after you get out of the infirmary. That's going to make your stay here that much more dreadful.

"We'll work on how to control those 'Plasmids' or whatever you call it, they seem rather powerful if you ask me. I haven't seen a student create a new spell since the last generation." She said gratefully.

"They have a drawback though, you can only use so many at a time, and since it doesn't run on EVE, I either have to drink coffee or wait for it to recharge. There are other options, but I don't smoke." You respond, her eyes widened.

"Coffee? Why coffee?"

"I think it's because of the caffeine, but it could just be the concentration too." Celestia laughed.

"Anyways, I should get some rest, my head is killing me right now."

"I will see you later this afternoon then." She was the last one to walk out the door, closing it behind her.

You lay your head back onto the cheap foam pillow and stare at the ceiling, and you let out a depressing sigh. If you had to be here for eight years, you couldn't assure yourself that you wouldn't end up in a psychiatric ward by the time you graduated. Otherwise, you could always go to a different branch, because you remembered Rainbow saying that there were multiple schools around the continent, you just happened to be near one.

You then keel over and fall asleep, hopefully to get better when you wake up. You couldn't tell when you would get better, though after a few moments of you closing your eyes your headache subsided, which was good, or at least you hoped so.

You still had misty thoughts of what exactly took you down earlier, because it wasn't there when you got back up. You couldn't help but to think that it was either magic, someone that was invisible, or something otherwise that you have yet to encounter again in the future. Telling by the way it hit you, it seemed rather pissed at you, because you heard a girly grunt as you were brought down to the ground. In a way it seemed eerie, because it wasn't a voice you recognized.

Yet... there really wasn't any use pondering about it too much, because thoughts that are over thought tend to lead you to crazy theories that you would do better without. It was one of those bad habits that you had, a lot similiar to other people here, they pre-determine people based on what they look like. When you first came here, you were thought as that nerd boy who somehow managed to win a fight against Blueblood, the wrestling captain of this school.

You slowly drifted off into a subconscious state. You were only asleep for a few moments at most, though you were sleeping like a rock. Your mouth was wide open and you were now snoring. The bad thing was is that you were now vulnerable, and guess what, Rainbow was in the room with you.

Pinkie came in with a bottle of whipped cream, and Rainbow held a feather in her hand. They both looked at each other, and then to you. Then, they grinned.

Pinkie put a pile of whipped cream into the palm of your hand, both of your hands actually. Then, Rainbow came in with the feather, and she started to tickle your nose. You were about to bring your hand up to scratch your nose, waking you up in the process, but then you accidentally activated 'Incinerate!' in your hands. Doing so, you burned up the whipped cream on your hands and fire spouted out like a volcano, managing to singe a part of Rainbow's hair off.

Once you caught yourself up to speed, you summarized the rather dire situation in your mind in an instant: Rainbow and Pinkie tried to prank you, you woke up and accidentally activated 'Incinerate!', and you burn a part of Rainbow's hair. Welp, that backfired on her part, payback for tackling you to the ground earlier.

"My hair! You singed my hair!" She screamed at your face, spit getting into your eyes.

"Well, says the person who gave me a concussion! I could have died!" You say dramatically.

"You're such a boy!" Was that supposed to be an insult? If anything, it was a compliment on your behalf. You liked being a boy, at least you knew that you had the dick if you were ever in a relationship.

"You're such a girl! The both of you!" You retorted, just for fun. Rainbow huffed at you while Pinkie chortled, you always wonder what's wrong with that girl.

Nurse Redheart rushed into the room, and you could see that anger in her eyes, "Rainbow Dash! What did I tell you about pranking the patients?!"

Rainbow moaned, "to not to."

"I want you and Pinkie to apologize to this young man right now! Celestia's gonna have to hear about this." She scolded.

"I'm sorry." They both said in unison, though Pinkie said it while giggling.

Pinkie and Rainbow walked out of the room, you could hear Rainbow whining about her now burnt hair. Leaving you alone with Nurse Redheart. You liked her company, almost as if she was a second mother to you, though you already had Celestia for that, as well as your blood related mother too. So, in a way, she was your third mother, a bit too many mothers if you think about it.

"I'm sorry about that, did she do anything to you?" You shake your head, but you raise up your hand, she saw that both of your hands were covered in soot.

"They lit my hands on fire, I put them out before it did serious damage." You remember that you couldn't give away the existance of magic, hopefully she bought the lie.

"Let me just bandage up your hands before you go." She smiled at you.

"Does that mean-"

"Yes, you're being checked out."

Author's Note

Introduction of Plasmids! If you want me to, I can add Vigors too, but only by reader's choice!