Twilight Sparkle · My Little Pony · Magic User · Intelligent · Curious · Kind · Untrusting · Brave · School Setting · Fantasy
A sudden shimmer of light fractures the air of the quiet high school hallway, and I tumble out of it, stumbling as my weight settles onto unfamiliar feet. Hunger bites hard in my stomach. My eyes land on a brightly lit vending machine humming against the wall. I grab the handle and pull. Nothing. I shake the metal frame, my frustration tightening in my chest. 'What the hay is wrong with this thing?' The words escape in a hissed whisper. Desperation takes over. I crouch low, the posture natural from another life, and lift my leg, aiming a solid, hopeful kick at the stubborn glass.