I Am Not a Monster

"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."

--Abraham Lincoln

I Am Not a Monster!

Chaotic stared at the statue in front of him, a strange look on his face. There was his father, encased in stone. Discord had a fearful look on his face, like he was trying to avoid some unseen force. Celestia stood back to allow her son some room. Chaotic didn't appear sad about his father, nor happy. He appeared to be glaring at Discord angrily.

That's interesting. I knew he was saddened by Discord's actions, but I never expected him to be angry. I'll have to deal with that later. Celestia thought to herself.

She let him be for several moments, until she heard something new. Stepping forward, Celestia had noticed that Chaotic was... crying. Tears welled in the colt's eyes, which he attempted to wipe away with his paw. Celestia laid down next to her son, and draped her wing over him. Her wing covered the colt like a blanket, and he just shrunk away under it.

"Chaotic, if you don't want to stay here, I won't force you." Celestia told him. "I told some of the palace maids to fix you up one of the nearby bedrooms. We could go see it, if you'd like."

"Okay..." He replied between sobs.

They laid there for several moments, until Celestia stood up. Chaotic soon followed, and she led him back inside, past several guards (who were recently informed of Chaotic), and reached the room that the maids set up. Celestia opened the door, and let Chaotic enter first. A maid was just leaving as the two entered the bedroom. Despite being angry just minutes ago, Chaotic seemed to have lightened up. He also seemed to be happy to have his own bedroom. It was a simple-looking room, not unlike the princess' own. Chaotic already appeared to have been getting used to the room.

"So, do you like it?" Celestia inquired.

"I love it!" Chaotic said, excited to have his own room.

Celestia had let Chaotic play by himself for a little bit, while she got a small test ready for him in the dining hall. She was walking down the hallway to get him, when there was an audible crash. Confused, she entered Chaotic's new bedroom, and saw what the commotion was about. Chaotic was fine... hanging from a light on the ceiling. Celestia was beyond confused.

"Chaotic, how did you even get up there?"

"Mommy, get me down!" He yelled, clearly terrified. Concerned for her son's safety, she grabbed hold of him with her magic, and gently placed him on the floor.

"Now, tell me. How did you get up there?"

"I was happy, and I was jumping around, and started moving my wings. But when I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling. Please don't be mad at me!"

"Why would I be mad at you, Chaotic? That's wonderful! Your first flight is always important. I think somepony deserves a reward, but first, why don't we get lunch?"

"Okay!" He said, excitedly.

Chaotic stared at the golden platter placed in front of him. He watched as the lid was engulfed in a golden aura. Licking his lips, he watched as it was lifted off the tray, and gazed at what was underneath.

A single grape.

"Is this some kind of joke?" He asked, confused.

"No, sweetie. It's a test for your magic. Now, I want you to focus on the grape. Try to grab out to it with your horn."

Chaotic, as confused as he was, complied. He shut his eyes, and felt like he had a third eye on his forehead. He focused on the grape in front of him, as his horn was engulfed in a faint red glow. Soon, the grape was as well.

"You're doing good, Chaotic. Just try to lift it, now." Celestia told him.

Chaotic attempted to lift the grape, as it began to shift slightly. As he tried to lift it, he heard a small popping sound, and no longer felt the grape. Opening a single eye, he noticed that most of the grape ended up on his mother's face.

"Uh, sorry?" He asked, sheepishly. Celestia wiped the grape juice off her muzzle, and let out a small chuckle.

"It's okay. There's plenty more fruit to try to lift. Silver Platter," She called, "Bring in a tray of fruit, please."

"Of course, your highness."

Chaotic groaned as the orange in front of him split, spraying juice across the table, much to the disappointment of a nearby maid. In the thirty minutes Chaotic had been trying to control his magic, several chefs and maids had come to watch. Nopony (of that generation) had ever seen an alicorn foal try to control his magic before. Even Luna had stopped in to watch her nephew.

"Mommy, can I stop now?" Chaotic asked, frustrated. "I can't do it!"

"Okay, but only if we try one more." She levitated an apple in front of him. "Now, I want you to imagine picking it up with your hoof, okay? You don't want to drop it, do you?"

"No..."

"Okay, now just gently try to lift up the apple. Not too high, just enough that it's off the table."

The apple was consumed in a red glow, as it began to gently lift up. It floated several inches above the table, and made Celestia smile.

The apple exploded.

Chaotic dropped it, and jumped back. Celestia recoiled a little bit, shocked that such a small colt could put so much force on an apple. Luna fell back laughing, finding the situation to be hilarious.

"Are you okay, Chaotic?" Celestia asked. Chaotic was on the verge of tears, as he thought he was in trouble.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

"Oh, Tia, you made him think that making an apple explode was a serious crime!" Luna said, struggling to catch her breath.

"Luna, shush. You're not helping." She looked back at Chaotic, who was still a little shaken from the flaming apple. "You did good, Chaotic. Now, we can eat."

She waved to two of the chefs, who brought in a small salad for the each of them.

Chaotic followed his mother aimlessly, into the throne room. He hadn't been allowed in the room at all, even before the... incident. He gazed at the large room, taking in the extreme details in the pillars and other small furnishings. Celestia wanted to reward him, and had asked Luna to prepare it. She wanted it to be a surprise. Luna was talking to the chefs at the moment.

"Mommy, you never let me come in here before."

"I know, Chaotic. I know. I don't have any meetings with any big ponies right now, so I thought I'd show you the throne room. After all, you're going to help rule Equestria one day."

"Really?" He asked, suddenly more interested. "What am I gonna do?

"Yes, you will. We should probably wait until you get your cutie mark before we make any long term plans now, should we?"

"I guess so."

"Now, about that reward I promised you before..."