>Question 104
>How long are the things on your hooves....
>Holding your head, you cross it out as you move to the next question.
>You let out a small sigh, deciding you're done with her questions for the moment.
>Twilight Sparkle is already an interesting character.
>No one has really wanted to know you as a species but in a way you feel slightly honored.
>Only slightly.
>Not enough to care.
>Only enough to care about learning magic.
>Ah yes, magic.
>Nothing is more interesting right now.
>The mystical force of magic.
>The ability to control elements with ones will.
>Spinning your pencil you advert your attention around the room.
>Twilight seems to be missing; she must have gone off to the bathroom or something.
>Right now you are in a fairly simple class room.
>Hell you wouldn't know it was for ponies unless you had a class here.
>Several pieces of 'artwork' on the walls along with different diagrams for magic.
>Picking your book up you set what questions you have completed onto the desk Twilight has taken.
 
>Chapter 2.
>Page one.
>Basic fire.
>Fuck.
>Gathering the energy and elements to create fire was easy.
>But a spark?
>That’s tougher.
>Slide the elements along your horn?
>It does raise a challenge when these books are made for unicorns.
>Controlling fire is one thing but if you can't start your own then how are you supposed to say this part of the chapter is complete?
>Another mental sigh, you stare at the instructions and thought process they want you to have.
>Soon another bell rings and the class fills up with Twilight and the teacher, Mrs. Snowflake, coming in last.
>You already had a talk with Mrs. Snowflake.
>Anything you could learn in this class you could very easily learn in this book.
>And seeing as how you already seem to know anything she's planning on teaching, this leaves you in a very interesting place.
>You wish to listen to her lectures and how she will teach her students.
>But also to figure out this problem.
>”Alright class,” Mrs. Snowflake starts.
>Putting your pencil in the book you look ahead until the class quiets down for her to continue.
 
>”Today we are going to try something a little different. We will be practicing levitating blindfolded."
>Blindfolded?
>The class looks around, questioning, as you take a look at Twilight who is paying attention to the teacher.
>”Now can somep0ny tell me why we would do this?”
>She looks around for a hoof in the air.
>Eventually some colt in the front throws his up.
>”Yes?”
>”Uh, so we can?” the colt answers confused.
>”No.” the teacher shaking her head.
>Out of the corner of your eye Twilight's hoof raises slightly.
>Mrs. Snowflake registers her hoof is slightly raised but waits for her students to give it a real shot.
>A small bit of time passes before she looks up to Twilight with a smile.
>”Twilight Sparkle, would you please tell us?”
>The entire class turns their attention to Twilight.
>”To become one with your magic and use it like you would your body.”
>That sounds awful...
>And it sounds familiar....
>Flipping the book open you flick to the first couple pages while the teacher praises Twilight.
>Page 4, line 9...
>She just quoted directly from a book...
>Nerd alert....
>Holding the book up you point it toward her as you point at the line.
>This catches her attention as she takes a quick look and blushes.
>Looks like checking this book out so many times paid off for her.
 
>”Alright class, so who would like to go first?”
>Several fillies throw their hooves in the air.
>You watch as they all give it a try.
>Some fail but those who manage to get it cheer at their success.
>Eventually it comes down to your turn.
>Or more so the teacher asked you to try.
>So here you are as the teacher ties a blindfold around you.
>”Alright Anonymous, I moved your book, please find it and lift it into the air.”
>Clenching your fist, you crack your knuckles before flaring magic out, searching for the book.
>Repeating the phrase you heard Twilight say and reading it from the book, it becomes quite easy to expand your magic along the desk.
>Swiping your magic across the table you can only find your pencil.
“It's not on my desk?”
>”That is correct,” you hear the teacher walking around you.
>Taking a deep breath you reach out even farther.
>Starting on the left hand side you find the windowsill.
>Sliding it across you find nothing, moving closer you try in front of you.
>With no one sitting in front of you it's rather easy to reach the desk.
>But still no book.
>Moving, you try Twilight’s desk.
>Random papers.... Book!
>Grabbing at it becomes difficult.
“I found it but....I can't move it.”
>”Hm interesting. Where is it, I can't see your glow...”
“Twilight's desk”
>”Interesting, you are correct.”
>You feel the blindfold being removed before Twilight says something.
 
>”Wait. Anonymous where are you focusing from?”
“Uh.... My hands?”
>”Hmm. Move one closer to me.”
“Uhhh-”
>Moving one closer you try to lift it again.
>It becomes easier the closer you get to it.
>What feels like half way to her desk, you have the book in the air floating toward you.
>”Very interesting. Good call Twilight.”
>Mrs. Snowflake removes your blindfold as you place the book on your desk.
>”Every unicorn has a different range they can effectively use magic. Each unicorn has a different range that their magic is effective.” The teacher explains, walking in front of the class as she begins talking more about magic range and effectiveness.
>At times you seem to forget you're in a kindergarten magic class but it also amazes you how the little ones seem to pay attention.
>You remember something being important or special about this school but you can't quite remember it.
>Shrugging it off, you contuine listening as Mrs. Snowflake begins talking about controlling the elements of magic.
>You join in the small exercise she has everyone try but soon grow bored of just hurling air.
>Soon you find yourself rereading the chapter in your book until the end of class.
>The bells ring over-head signaling class is over.
>You support this thought as ponies begin to rush out of the room leaving you shocked and confused at how fast they left.
>Then Mrs. Snowflake giggles as she takes a look at Twilight and you still sitting, slightly surprised.
>”Go on, class is over.”
>Packing what little you have, you stand up as Mrs. Snowflake floats several papers over to you.
>”You show some promise Anonymous, you will need to know everything on that list to move up a grade every week, and each teacher will provide you with a new list.”
>Taking the papers, you do a quick scan and nod in understanding.
>Thanking her, you put the papers in your bag.
 
>”And don't be afraid to fail a class, the program you are in allows you to keep failing every week until you pass the test. The worst that could happen is you belong in that class.”
“Yes I remember.”
>”Hey Anonymous,” Twilight pulling your attention
“Hm?”
>”What are you going to do for the rest of the day now that class is out?”
“Well, nothing much. Head to the dorm apartment thing I was given and attempt to finish this chapter I'm stuck on.”
>”Oh which one?”
“Chapter two, making your own fire.”
>”Oh well that’s easy,” Mrs. Snowflake speaking up.
>You watch as her horn glows and a spark flies off bursting into flames.
>Watching her do this you're not even angry she was able to do it with ease.
>You are jealous.
>She was able to do it with no effort at all.
>She looks between you and Twilight for a moment before it dawns on her.
>”Oh.... Have you tried skipping it?”
“I read ahead, yes, but if something as simple as this stops me how am I supposed to honestly learn everything I can about magic?”
>”Well I could help,” Twilight beaming at you, “You did answer those questions for me and I did agree to help after all.”
“Yeah, guess you did.”
>Saying your goodbyes to Mrs. Snowflake, you will see her tomorrow.
>Leading Twilight back to your place, she strikes up another round of questioning.
 
>”So, on parents, I noticed you only put father?” She looks up at you curiously
“I don't see what's wrong with that answer.”
>”Well, you said griffon parents, that generally means a mother and father.”
“Oh, right, well you are correct, on the question for family I only put my real father down.”
>She goes quiet for a moment before asking another question.
>Holding the door open, both of you leave the school and into the sunny day.
>The best part about kindergarten....
>You get out really early.
>”You also wrote down our world's are a lot alike.”
“Yes, kinda, in a way it's like I'm still home but instead of just humans like me it's other races such as ponies or griffons.”
>”And you didn't have ponies, griffons, or minotaurs?”
“Ponies.... we have horses. Much bigger, not....”
>Tripping over your words you attempt to find the right one.
“Smart? Like you and me if that makes sense?”
>”Sentient?”
“Yes!”
>”Griffons and minotaurs?”
“Both myths.”
>”Myths?”
“Yep, old legends, folk tales, made up fantasy creatures. Just like unicorns and pegasi.”
>Twilight seems to stop for a moment trying to really understand what she's hearing.
>”But what about other races?”
“Just us humans.”
>Taking a right, you gesture towards the brown building.
“Here we are”
 
 
>Walking toward the rather plain building, you lead Twilight toward the stairs heading up to your floor.
>Two floors up you take a left you unlock your door before walking in.
>You won't lie, your place is pretty plain, it's to be expected when you have nothing to put on the walls.
>”Wow it's so big!” Twilight comments
>Comparing the size of a pony to you, clearly it is pretty big.
>At least your head doesn't grind against the ceiling.
>”I always wanted look inside these buildings.”
“Well feel free to take a look around, it's not much but it's still a roof over my head.”
>Twilight trots off as you set your bag down.
>Pulling your magic book out, you set it on the table and take a seat.
>Most of your days recently have been spent at this table trying to solve this problem.
>You wish to skip it but when you read ahead it seems when a unicorn casts a spell, it's grinded along their horn which 'sparks' the spell to life.
>Levitation is pretty basic as it is ones will to pick up the item.
>Using magic to feel for your surroundings was an interesting experience during class but honestly puts you nowhere closer to solving your current issue.
>”Wow this place is a lot bigger then I thought it would be,” Twilight walks into the room and notices you're pretty much ready to start.
>She wastes no time in joining you at the table, beginning the 'study session' if you wish to call it that.
>Two hours are put into studying.
>Twilight kept a close eye on you when you used any sort of magic.
>It was almost like she was looking for something.
>Trying various things to make a spark, most of it failing.
>Running the elements needed to start a fire along your finger just doesn’t work.
>You wish to argue that it doesn't make sense but every time you try to make sense of something it's just better left alone.
>Like the elements in the air around you.
>Simple particles you just break down even farther giving you a weak fuel source.
 
>How do you know this is a fuel source?
>Experimentation!
>A shitty bic lighter.
>One of the few items that came with you when you arrived.
>Along with your backpack...
>And old school work which you eventually threw out
>By the two hour mark you and Twilight stopped.
>Not because you were tired.
>You may not have been making much progress but it was great having someone else help you with this.
>It was the pony living above you.
>More so ponies.
>A scream of pleasure is heard above followed by several thumps.
>After a few moans of pleasure above you knew exactly what was going on.
>What you didn't know is it was over before it even started.
>It stopped before even a minute.
>You couldn't help but laugh.
>Holding your gut you take a drink of your water as Twilight looks some what embarrassed.
>You're not sure why she's embarrassed as you get back to studying for another hour.
>But with no real progress moving forward, it leaves both of you holding your heads up as you lean over the book.
>”I just don't know what to do Anonymous.”
“It's alright Twilight, I'm sure I will find something, maybe I just need another book.”
>”If only we were in Ponyville, I have almost every magic book in my library.”
“Hm, impressive.”
>Idly you begin to play with your lighter.
>Another fun thing about this world and magic.
>You can just refill the lighter with ease.
 
>Twilight is move focused on the book then your lighter.
>Decided to strike a flame, you do so and pull it off the lighter into your hand.
>Feeding it the elements it desires you are able to hold it gently in your hand.
>Twilights eyes darted to you instantly the moment fire was brought into this.
>Following her gaze it's on your lighter and not the flame.
>”What's that?”
“Lighter, something from my world.”
>”How does it work?” she floats it in front of her.
“Exactly? Unsure. How most people understand it without knowing too much is you roll this down which creates a spark.”
>Pointing at the metal roller.
“And as your thumb rolls it you hit the button which releases fuel creating a flame.”
>Twilight floats it over to you.
>”Do it!”
>Unsure how to react to her new found enthusiasm, you put out your fire and light the lighter for a bit.
>You do this a few times before something seems to click in her head.
>”I have an idea!” she shouts while jumping up.
>Startled, you listen in.
>”So you can't cause a spark because of not having a unicorn horn which leaves you with limited spells to cast. The most you could do is levitation and element manipulation, but also making a force field.”
“Force field?”
>She picks up the book and turns to a page way in the back.
>Showing it to you, it has no chapter but is simple instructions on how to erect a simple shield to protect ones self.
>Page 784....
>Curiosity getting the better of you.
>You flip to the very last page....
>1530....
>You look at the size again as you are able to hold it easily between your fingers.
“Is this book enchanted?”
>”Focus Anonymous!” she flips it back to the force field page.
>”If you can make a shield, you could grind it against another, making a spark.”
>You know exactly where this is going now.
>Listening you begin reading as she starts talking about the basics of a force field.
>But one thing stops you.
 
>Looking up from the book you ask a question.
“Wait, how do we know this force field idea will work?”
>”Anonymous, it's from personal experience.“
>Nodding you start reading again.
>It's rather simple to do, you really wonder why it's in the back of the book.
>But then again you had no idea the book was one thousand five-hundred and thirty pages long...
>It's like three hundred pages big... how do you-
>”Anonymous?”
“Huh what?”
>”Focus, you're staring at the edges of the book again!”
>Taking a look, you are.
>Alright so just focus a barrier, it's much like levitation but focusing in the general area more densely.
>Should be easy.
>Nodding to yourself, you hold your hand out and begin to form the shield around your hand.
>As your hands glow with a dull gray aura, the palm of your hand begins to feel still as a darker gray begins to envelop your hand.
>As it connects together on the back of your hand, you feel a strain in your mind.
>The strain continues until it becomes a headache.
>You are just getting to your fingers when you give in and let go, holding your head.
>The strain disappears only to be replaced by a shock of pain.
“Ahh fuck!” holding your head.
>”Anonymous are you okay?”
“Yeah yeah, just hurts.”
>”Hmmm, well you had it, but you also seem to have a low magical stamina, try a smaller version.”
“In a minute,” holding your head, you wait for the thumping to recede.
>Leaning back, you take some deep breaths.
“Magical,” breath “Stamina? That like,” Cough “physical stamina?”
>”Yes, the only way to increase it is-”
>You interrupt Twilight.
“Is to use magic more often, makes sense. I was wondering why you told me to write with magic.”
>Pushing yourself up you give your head a shake as you prepare to try again.
>”Just make a small one, two small ones at most.”
 
>Nodding, you begin making a small shield layer on your thumb.
“That wasn't so hard...”
>You're not straining but you can feel the pull.
>You feel the texture of the small grayish shell over your thumb.
>It's rough but warmer than your thumb.
>Doing what comes natural, you create another small grayish shield on your middle finger.
>You can feel the strain now but it's nothing you can't hold.
>Tapping your thumb and middle finger together, you feel and hear a low 'humming' sound.
>Snapping your fingers, sparks fly off in various directions.
>Looking up at Twilight, she's wearing a smile.
>But you are not done.
>Gathering the small bit of elements for a fire, you give it a try.
>Snapping your finger, your thumb burst into flames.
“Oh my god, yes it's wor-.... OH GOD IT'S HOT!”
>Waving your hand about, you blow on your thumb as it begins to sting.
>Sucking on your thumb like a child to dull the pain, it's not very effective.
>But it does make you feel better.
“I did it!” you say with a thumb in your mouth.
>”Yes you did! Now onto the next part!”
“Uh Twilight?”
>Stopping her as she begins pulling the book toward her.
“I don't mean to be rude and I appreciate your help.... but it's getting dark out.”
>Twilight stops everything as she rushes to the nearest window.
>There it is, the sun slowly following down being replaced by the moon.
>”Oh my gosh you're right, I need to get going. I hope my parents don't freak out.”
 
“Hold up let me get my jacket, I can walk you home. It's the least I can do, honestly.”
>”You don't have to do that, I don't live very far.”
“You're right, I don't, but I need food, I have none in this house.”
>”Oh,” Twilight semi defeated, you grab your jacket and small bag of bits.
>Leading the way out into the night of Canterlot.
>A cool breeze blows over as both of you walk down a street.
>Twilight takes a turn as you follow.
>Both of you talk lightly about random human and pony culture and how similar it is.
>Another turn and crossing a.... its not a street considering they don't have cars but you cross anyway.
>She leads you to a rather large house with a fenced yard.
>”This is it.”
“Wow. Nice place.”
>”Yeah it's my parents place.”
“It's still nice, anyway thanks Twilight, don't think I would have figured this out without your he-”
>The door to Twilight's place flies open.
>”You get away from my daughter you giant monkey!”
>A blue unicorn with a darker blue mane rushes out of the house and through the fence gate between both you and Twilight.
>”Come on honey your mother and I have been worried sick.”
>”Dad!” Twilight trying to stop him.
>”I'm sorry Anonymous, I'll see you at school tomorrow.” she says hastily before being shoved inside.
>You stand there for a minute as the door is slammed.
>You don't hear screaming or yelling so honestly a good sign.
>At least you hope...
>Regardless you brush off what happened and chuckle about it.
>Jokes on him, you're not ready for ponies...
>Or griffons...
>Fuck no to minotaurs.
>Checking to make sure you have your bits, you're off to find a meal before sleep and school in the morning.