[copied from https://pastebin.com/BzUtcDPQ]
[ original writer _LEAF_ ]
 




"FIREBALL! FIREBALL! FIREBALL!"
>Your dresser erupts into flames, finally.
>You did it!
>This is only the second time you've gotten the spell to work today.
>Suddenly, the door bursts open.
>Trixie pokes her glaring face into your room.
>"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO GO TO BED!"
>You jump into your bed and whip the covers over you.
>The dresser is still burning.
>Now the smoke detector is screaming.
>Trixie groans and uses her magic to put out the flames and quiet the detector.
>"I won't tell you again, Anon. Go to bed!"
>She slams the door shut.
>You smile and look at your hand.
>She sounded mad, but you know she is proud.
>You're finally able to do magic.
>Just like your 'mom'.
>You are Anonymous.
>Ten year old Human in Equestria.
>Before Trixie 'adopted' you, you were an orphan in the streets of Manehatten.
>You always knew you had the ability to do magic, but it wasn't until you had started training with your 'mom' last month that you were able to do any.
>Trixie is a pretty strict teacher, but you know she only wants you to be the best.
>She may yell at you a lot and make fun of your magic, but she never stops trying to make your magic ability better.

>You point your finger at the window.
"Bang..."
>Lightning lights up your room and a huge clap of thunder rattles the window.
>You scream and are out of your bed right away.
"MOOOOOOOOOM!"
>Covering your head, you run down the hall to Trixie's room.
>You fumble with the door and fall inside.
>"I TOLD YOU TO GO TO-"
>You jump into her bed and slip under the blanket, shuffling up close to her.
>She looks down at you in confusion and brushes her mane out of her face.
>"Human, what are you- did you just call me 'mom'?"
>You burrow your face into her coat, trying to ignore the sounds of more thunder.
"No... Can I sleep here tonight, Trixie?"
>She notices that you are shaking and looks out the window.
>With a sigh, she lays her head back on her pillow.
>"Fine."
>Instead of the sounds of thunder, the only thing you can hear now are the sounds of waves crashing against a beach.
>Trixie makes sure the magical aura stays around your ears until you fall asleep.
>She licks her hoof, then uses it to try to tame your messy hair brushing against her muzzle.
>"This messy mop will be the end of me... You big baby."