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[original writer _LEAF_ ]


>"You obviously have trouble with offensive magic, so we'll try something else today."
>Trixie pours some milk into the bowl of cereal in front of you.
>She sits down on the other side of the table and begins to eat her toast.
>It's early in the morning.
>Almost time to start magic lessons.
>You dig into your cereal.
"I wanna learn how to fly. Is there a spell that can make me fly?"
>Trixie glares over the paper she's reading.
>"Don't be stupid. You have to master the basics. Do you want to break your skinny little neck when you crash?"
"How about a teleport spell? I could do that one no problem!"
>She goes back to her paper.
>"Hush. Eat your breakfast. The sun has barely risen and you're already giving Trixie a headache."
>You finish breakfast in silence, then get changed for practice.
"Ready!"
>Trixie rolls her eyes and straightens your cape.
>"If you insist on wearing this silly thing, at least wear it right, human."
>She huffs and licks her hoof, brushing over your spiky hair.
>"And do something about this mess!"
>You pull away and cover your head.
"I can't! It's just like that... Maybe I can get a cool wizard hat like yours?"
>She opens the front door and walks out.
>"It's not a 'wizard hat'. And I can't afford to get you one. You'll probably just lose it like you did with that toy I bought you."
>You run out after her.
"I didn't lose it! I told you, Scootaloo broke it!"
>It's a cloudy day.
>The aftermath of last night's storm hangs around.
>The ground is soggy and houses drip with rain.
>You follow Trixie to your usual practice spot.
>It's an open field with a few stumps in it.
>"What will we practice today? Can I learn how to do a spirit bomb?"
>Trixie takes off her hat and places it on a stump.
>"I don't know what that is, so I'll assume it's something idiotic and made up. Today, Trixie will try to get enchantment magic through your thick little skull."
>That sounds boring to you.

>Enchantment magic is really boring.
>Trixie spent the whole morning talking about it.
>You haven't even cast one spell.
>She keeps saying you have to understand the mechanics before trying it.
>The two of you are back in the house, eating a lunch of sandwiches.
"Maybe I should have a sword."
>Trixie looks at you as though you have worms coming out of your ears.
>"Where do you come up with all these silly thoughts?"
"No, I mean, magic is easier if you have a tool or something, right? Like the unicorn's horn. You said something to uh... Channel the magic through makes magic more effective."
>She rubs her head.
>"Why in Equestria would I ever let you have a sword though?"
>You shrug.
"'Cause it's cool?"
>She shakes her head, "Just eat your lunch. No swords. Carry a stick or something if you'd like, Trixie does not care."
>After lunch, it's back to the field.
>It's time to finally try a spell.
>"Okay you, I want you to simply enchant this rope and make it move."
>Trixie tosses a pile of rope in front of you.
>"Just like Trixie told you. Focus."
>This is stupid.
>You take a deep breath, throwing your cape out behind you and raising your arms above your head.
>"What are you doing?"
>You smirk and look up at the sky.
"I need a cool action pose to cast a spell. It will make it better, trust me."
>Trixie rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Get on with it."
>You don't need to do some dumb enchantment on some stupid rope.
>This is going to be so much more cool.
>You close your eyes and focus on all the energy around you.
"Lend me your power..."
>"What are you doing?! Do the enchantment spell! What are you doing?!"
>You snap your eyes open and look up.
>Above you, a small ball of fire is beginning to form.
"More energy!"

>The fireball swells to a larger size.
>Trixie makes to stop you, but moves back when the fire makes a crackling noise.
>"ANON, I'M SERIOUS! STOP THIS SPELL NOW!"
>You smile and focus on your growing ball of fire.
>It's not pure 'energy' like you wanted, but this works too.
"Just watch! My special move!"
>Now that the fireball is about the size of a car, you look ahead of you at an open patch of ground.
"Now! SPIRIT BOOOOOOOOOOOOOMB!"
>You make a throwing motion and the fireball rockets toward the ground.
>Trixie tackles you hard and both of you crash to the ground behind a stump as the fireball hits the field.
>The next few moments are a blur.
>First, there's a huge explosion.
>The sound is deafening and the light is too bright to keep your eyes open.
>Then a force hits you, sending both you and Trixie flying and knocking the wind out of you.
>You hit the ground again with an 'oof' and Trixie rolls beside you.
>Once the madness is done, you get up with a groan and look to where the 'spirit bomb' hit.
>You can tell your hair and eyebrows are a bit singed.
>The impact spot is now a blackened smoking crater and some of the grass around it is burning.
"Holy cra-"
>Trixie's hoof strikes the back of your head.
"OW! Hey! What are you-"
>She gets in your face.
>Oh, she's mad.
>Her mane is a little singed and there's black ash and dirt on her face.
>"Home. Now. Right now. Wait."
>This is the most angry you have ever seen her.
>She's not even yelling, but her eye is twitching.
>Without a word, you run back home while she cleans up the mess you made.

"That was really awesome."
>You're worried about how bad Trixie will punish you, but you don't think you'll ever forget that moment.
>Your heart is still racing as you sit on your bed and wait for Trixie.
>Finally, she walks into your room.
"Trixie, I'm sorry I-"
>"Grounded."
>She appears to have a calm face.
>But there is simmering rage in her tone.
>It's worse than her yelling.
>"You're grounded. For two weeks. You will not do ANY magic, you will do extra chores every day and you will stay in your room when not cleaning, do you understand?"
>You look down.
"Okay..."
>"And you will study whenever you're not doing chores or eating."
>You stand up.
"No! That's not fair!"
>Trixie's nostrils flare. "Are you disobeying me? Again?"
>You sit down and huff.
"No ma'am..."
>"Good. Then you can start on cleaning the bathroom after you take a bath."
>This is the worst.
>Trixie leads you to the bathroom and makes you sit on a stool in front of the mirror while she trims your singed hair and scrubs your face.
>As she rubs a wet cloth roughly on your cheek, she sighs.
>"That was the stupidest thing Trixie has ever seen. You're lucky you're not in the hospital right now."
>She finishes cleaning your face, then goes back to trying to tame your hair.
>"But... I'm impressed. That was quite a show of magical force."
>You smile at her and she looks away with a frown and a slightly reddened face.
>"Don't ever try it again though. I mean it, Anon."
>You wrap your arms around her and hug her close.
"I'm sorry. I know it was stupid. I'll study hard and I won't disobey you anymore."
>Trixie lets you hug her a bit while she stares at the wall with a flushed face.
>"Okay, okay. That's enough. Get in the bath, you."
>She leaves the bathroom.
>Though she's stomping angrily,
>You can see her smiling a little.