Chapter 40

On the last day of the holiday, and also Mia's last chance to complete her book report, she transformed into a pony, or to be more precise, the one from My Little Pony with flowing manes, bright colors and... A Pegasus with wings.

She stood stiffly in front of the mirror, with a strange expression on her face when she saw herself in the mirror. Of course, this doesn't mean that Mia doesn't like this. In fact, she absolutely loves the My Little Pony cartoon, or should I say, which child would like ponies?

After all, the world it presents is so rich and interesting that every child who has watched Pony wants to become a pony and live in Equestria. They can eat a lot of cakes, make a lot of friends, and attend a lot of parties. The most important part of the celebration is getting your own cutie mark! That's the best part about all of Little Mali.

After watching the animation, Mia pestered her mother to ask her when she would get her cutie mark. At that time, she opened her eyes and looked at her mother expectantly, but what she got was the answer that only ponies can get cutie marks.

This made Mia very disappointed for a time. For this reason, she secretly made a wish to the elf that she could turn into a pony, so that she could get her cutie mark. But when this wish was actually fulfilled, Mia realized how inconvenient this was.

After all, you have to know that a pony only has hooves and no fingers, which means that she can't pick up a pen to write, and she won't be able to complete her book report!

"This is a disaster!" she shouted to her aunt after struggling to open her phone and dial her aunt. She originally wanted to get some comfort from her aunt, but all she got was kindness from the other party. laugh at. She suppressed her laughter and said in a gloating tone that who told her not to complete her homework during the vacation, and that there was nothing anyone could do about the situation now.

"But I didn't know things would turn out like this." Mia defended herself aggrievedly. She pursed her lips and looked at the pen on the table. Things that should have been simple now seemed like some kind of world problem to her.

Seriously, didn't the person who invented the pencil consider the situation where ponies also need to do homework? Mia thought angrily. She stood by the desk unhappily, and her eyes as she looked at the pencil began to show a hint of hatred for iron. She also decided that she would invent a special one for ponies in the future. Pens make it easier for them to complete their holiday homework.

But now, as if she had resigned herself to her fate, she stood up helplessly and put her front hooves on the table. At the same time, she held a pen in her mouth and tried to write a few words in the notebook. The tip of the pen slid crookedly on the paper, and the black writing began. Appear on white paper. Although this process was a bit difficult, in the end it was still the first step.

It just seems that it doesn't matter whether you take this first step or not. Mia thought as she looked at the handwriting on the paper that she couldn't even recognize. She stared at the notebook with a solemn expression for a long time. Finally, she gave up and put the pen back on the table, and then shouted into the phone: "Especially me You haven't gotten your cutie mark yet!"

Yes, that's right, Mia doesn't have a cutie mark. God knows how disappointed she was when she saw her bare backside. She even asked her to make sure of it. Each family member inquired, asking if they saw a cutie mark on her.

Alfred shook his head at her words, told her that he didn't see the cutie mark, and calmly helped her change her breakfast to something more pony-friendly - thankful that he didn't change hers Breakfast was changed to food such as hay. After all, when Damian saw her sitting at the dining table with her mouth pursed (she was frustrated because she didn't have a cutie mark), his cold face gave her a small smile. horse's food and tell her that if she doesn't want to eat that food, she can just say so.

That made Mia stunned. She didn't understand why Damian said that, but that didn't stop her from explaining to him that she didn't want to eat the food, she was just disappointed that she didn't have a cutie mark.

"A cutie mark? What's that?" Damian asked.

"That's a sign that happens when ponies find something they're good at," Mia answered, but mid-sentence she suddenly

realized and looked at Da with an expression of disbelief. Mian, I can't believe there are children in this world who haven't seen My Little Pony.

After all, you have to know that even Sheldon has watched it, although it was just because the TV was occupied by Misty, so he had to watch the animation with them, and while watching it, Sheldon kept complaining about the unreasonable plot. In the end The matter settled after she and Mi Xi were forced to tell him that it was just an animation and forbade him to continue complaining. But no matter what, he had watched My Little Pony and was with them. Saw it many times.

So Mia was actually a little shocked when she discovered that Damian didn't even know what a cutie mark was. "Have you never seen My Little Pony?!" she asked in surprise.

"No." Damian frowned when he saw Mia's appearance. He never watched this kind of thing, or should I say that only children would watch this. "Why should I watch this animation." "

Because It's really good." Tim said suddenly. He sat on the chair with the coffee, shrugged when he saw the devil's eyes widening slightly because of his words, and then told Mia that she didn't have any Cutie Mark, "Maybe it's just because you haven't found your talent yet," he reassured her.

"You're right." Mia nodded, and her expression began to turn thoughtful, "But how do I find my talent?"

"It depends on you." Tim replied, looking at it with a smile. Looking at her sister, her wings are fanning unconsciously - this is almost considered instinct for Pegasus. Whether they are thinking, dazed, or doing anything else, they will flap their wings to ensure that He won't fall from the sky.

But the thing is that Mia isn't really a Pegasus, she just happens to be one today and is able to experience a different day as a Pegasus. So when she came back from her thoughts and found herself flying in mid-air, her first reaction was what the hell was going on.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Breakfast and Damian who were getting farther and farther away from her. She opened her mouth half-open and didn't know what to say. At the same time, she subconsciously wanted to stop her wings. As a result, this resulted in She fell straight to the floor with almost no preparation.

"Hey, Mia, are you okay?" Tim asked as he and Damian stood up from their chairs and walked over to her. The noise just now really worried him.

"I'm fine." Mia whispered, lying on the floor in embarrassment. She was more frustrated than in pain. After all, she had never thought that being a pony was so inconvenient before. She meant that she thought they only needed to eat cakes, attend parties, and make friends with other ponies, not like now. Nothing can be done like this.

She got up from the ground with a pout, "I just think this is a little too weird," when she said this, she turned her head and looked at her wings. They folded up and closed on her back, and they didn't look like anything at all. He is the type who will suddenly incite someone behind her back.

So she tentatively tried to open it again, and the wings stretched out as if she could hear her thoughts. The smooth curves made Mia couldn't help but let out an admiration. This was the first time she was so close. Observe the wings, especially her own wings.

Bruce also came down from upstairs at this time. He stood at the door of the restaurant. When he saw the pony Mia who was sitting on the ground carefully observing her wings, and Tim and Damian who were surrounding her. Feeling a little headache.

Although many days have passed since Mia came to Wayne Manor, he is still not used to this.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm trying to use my body today." Mia replied after hearing Bruce's words. She folded her wings and stood up to return to the table. Tim and Damian also dispersed and returned to their seats after seeing Bruce. , their breakfast hasn't been finished yet.

"After all, I've never been a pony, and I haven't finished my book report yet," Mia continued, adding a hint of pain in her voice when she said the word book report.

Like most children who don't like to do homework, Mia basically puts off

completing her holiday homework until the last day, and she has never made a mistake in this matter in the past, whether it is a book report or anything else. She was always able to finish her homework before going to bed, but this time, she looked at her hooves thoughtfully and felt that this time it might be a bit, no, it should be said to be very hanging.

At this time, Mia, who was completely immersed in worrying about her homework, also perfectly missed the hesitant expressions of Bruce and the others. They looked at Mia sitting on the chair with complicated eyes. Start writing and practice.

She stared at the fork in front of her seriously, and her two front hooves came together in an opposite way, trying to pick up the fork, but she didn't know whether it was because of her unskilled movements or some other reason. It fell back after less than a centimeter away from the table.

That made Mia feel a little distressed. She frowned and thought about the reason why the fork might have fallen off as she started to try again for the second time. She didn't know when her wings also spread out, and they were still inciting slightly.

This look as if her wings were struggling really made it difficult for Bruce and the others to tell her that she was going to a new school next semester, and there was no need to say anything like this in the book report.

In the end, Damian couldn't stand it anymore, and frowned and asked Mia if she remembered that she had been transferred to Metropolitan Elementary School. In the end, after weighing all aspects and adding the suggestions of Aunt Chloe and Mixie, Mia finally decided She chose Metropolis Primary School partly because Damian also went to school in Metropolis, and they could go to school together. Considering that Metropolis Primary School and middle school were not very far away, she thought this was a very good thing.

On the other hand, it is also because in the eyes of most people, the safety factor of Metropolis is much higher than that of Gotham. After all, one of them is the city of tomorrow, and the other is ranked first in the ranking of the least suitable cities to live in. In cities, anyone with a discerning eye can tell which one to choose.

By the way, the second place is New York. After the last alien invasion of New York, this city killed Blüdhaven and other cities at a rocket speed and jumped to the second place on the list, and even in that case Almost a year later, it still remains at that position without any change.

But these have nothing to do with Mia now. She is wondering why Damian suddenly mentioned this.

"Of course I remember." Mia nodded and replied. She looked at Damian with blank eyes. As a child who only transferred schools in the middle of the semester and had to go back to do homework on the day of transfer, Mia still didn't She is very aware of this unspoken rule. In her opinion, all homework must be completed on time. If she cannot complete it, then her teacher will be disappointed with her.

But Mia didn't want this. She didn't want anyone to disappoint her, and she also wanted to work hard to complete everything she promised, even if it was homework she hated.

So Mia just finished her breakfast quickly, said goodbye to her family, and then quickly flew back to the room. After a short try, she found that flying was much faster than walking, and it was also much more interesting. She started working hard. Try various methods to write a reading note that at least the teacher can understand.

Unfortunately, those methods failed, and finally at Aunt Chloe's suggestion, she dipped her hoof in ink and then used the front part of the hoof to write on paper. Although this method is still a bit difficult, it is much simpler than holding a pen in your mouth or holding a pen in your hooves. After all, one of them is just a strange way of writing, and the other is not said to be a performance. Juggling!

After a long period of hard work, Mia finally completed her holiday homework. She was pleased to see that although the handwriting was a bit ugly, it was finally completed anyway. She felt that she might have the talent to write with hooves. She turned her head and looked at her buttocks, which was still bare.

Well, maybe not. Mia thought indifferently, she looked away, and then happily told everyone she knew that she had completed her homework.

After receiving her message, Dick and Jason told her that she did a good job. Although Tim looked a little weird, he also told her that she did a good job. Damian looked at her with that kind of expression after hearing her words. He looked at her like a fool, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Only Mi Xi was stunned after receiving her call, and then asked her: "Don't you know you can skip doing your homework? Mia." Mia

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