Our Daily Life Living With Ponies.

Chapter 9

KABOOOOM. And even more magic.

After the dust, dirt, and clods of earth stopped flying around, the rest of the group slowly got up. Battered by the explosion, Mark shook his head, rapidly, blinking the pain back of being slammed into a tree. And failing.

"FUUUUUUUCCKKK THAT HURT." He hobbled over to the crater, before looking down into it. Holy shit this thing was huge. There was smoke rising from the centre of the crater, which was extinguished from the water flooding in. At the bottom of the crater, James was slowly standing up, his new hoodie torn to shreds. He was panting hard, but he slowly walked towards Mark, slamming his fists into the walls of the crater to climb up. As he reached the top, he blinked once, before looking at Mark. He looked pissed. Very pissed.

"WHERE. THE FUCK. IS TWILIGHT."

Mark blinked once, before spinning around, spotting Twilight getting up slowly. She had a large bruise on her side, along with one on her head, and she looked dazed. She then shook her head rapidly, before standing up, and looking at the two humans. James strode over, anger written on his face. "WHAT WAS THAT?!"

Twilight backed away slowly, before a cyan blur knocked James sideways, landing on his back with a familiar face on top of him.
"Don't shout at Twilight, James! It isn't her fault.." Rainbow said, before resting her head on his chest, nuzzling it to mask her tears. The rest of the ponies were getting up slowly, each with large bruises. Pinkie stood up, then immediately tackled Mark, pushing him to the floor and hugging him.

"Umm...you seem to be absorbing... a lot more magic than a pony ever could. I doubt even the princesses have that much magic in them. I wonder if it is because you can't regulate your magic reserves yet. And your bodies are bigger, so bigger reserves of magic...?" Twilight said, pondering on the implications of the explosion. "Mark, got anything?" She said as she looked over towards Pinkie and Mark.

Mark shrugged, before breathing in heavily, pushing Pinkie off. He then blew outwards, hard, clicking his fingers as he did. A giant bout of flame flew out of his mouth, spiraling upwards before petering out slowly. And then it stopped. " THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!"

"What. Just happened."

"As I said. Bigger magic reserves. A lot bigger. And you are constantly absorbing magic...We should get back to town.. And Mark, no more firebreath, Please."

"Yes Mother."