{"sf1_id":840898,"sf2_id":"B1QoBqvm","title":"Magic is Real","author":"Nekeri","words":545,"posted_at":"2015-03-30T00:00:00.000Z","tags":["Female","Fox","Magic"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/840898-magic-is-real","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QoBqvm","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=840898\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#1 of Take Note\n\nThis is my first story! I'd enjoy some constructive criticism. Be as picky with me as you can. It's probably not going to be finished, but if I feel motivated enough I just might.","content":"A girl sits in her apartment bedroom, waiting for her two roommates to return home. She hums, the song not familiar but it feels like it is. She's pretty sure she isn't making the song up. But then again, this girl has always been a day dreamer. Her friends, all interested in astrology, love to mock her for being as much as a Pisces as she is, despite her eternal hatred for fish of all sorts.\u0026nbsp;\n\nShe finishes writing her story, and looks it over. _No. It's entirely shit. Maybe I should just trash it._\n\nShe gets out of her chair. She picks up the notebook, and starts to tear the pages out. As she does, thunder crackles outside and lightning sparks the ground several places at once. It startles her, and the notebook falls to the ground.\n\n_No need to get worried. It's only some nature.... and stuff. Nothing out of the ordinary, except the fact they striked so fast and close together..._\n\nShe picks up the notebook, and starts to rip the notebook pages again. The miniature storm\u0026nbsp;happens again. Our protagonist almost drops the notebook, but holds tight to it again.\n\n_Something's definitely wrong here..._\n\nShe looks over the story she wrote one last time. Or more importantly, the prompt she had her friend write for the story.\n\n_A girl owns a notebook that controls her environment._\n\n_What the everflipping shitnozzle? This is just a major coincidence. No way Shelby can control the universe with her shitty prompts. She even told me she ripped it off of Reddit, for fuck' sake. And we all know none of them can control the future. Or universe. Space/time continuum. Whatever._\n\nShe prepares to rip the pages again, but decides against it. She picks up a roll of tape from her desk and places the notebook on the desk. Within a second, she has fixed the tear with tape. She looks out the window, and a giant piece of tape covers part of the far countryside.\n\n_Now I know something's fucked up here._\n\nShe pulls out her pen and sits back in her chair. She flips to the next page, and writes in small text, hoping to conserve the notebook pages.\n\n_Magic is real._\n\nWhen she finishes writing it, she lifts her pen up. Sparkles drift off from it, falling like snowflakes to the floor.\n\n_That isn't specific enough to notice anything, I guess._\n\n_I have blue fox ears and a blue fox tail._\n\n_I have a mirror on my desk._\n\nWith that, a backboard shimmered and appeared with sparkles on the wall in front of her. The sparkles headed for the center, and they dimmed and formed into a rectangular mirror. Our character peered into the mirror, and saw the fox ears and fox tail sparkle and form.\n\nNow that we have seen our character in a mirror, we can explain her. She has average hips, long blonde hair (going down to her hips), A-cup breasts, pale skin, sparkling blue eyes, and almost no butt. Very thin.\n\n_Holy shit... I can do anything with this...._\n\nWith that final thought, she heard her friends enter their apartment. She grabbed her pen and notebook in her left hand\u0026nbsp;and headed out to greet them, forgetting her new fox parts.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}