Though she was there for a few days, this was Neaera's first day as a student in Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. She didn't really notice it before, but she many of the students around also had special gifts like her, albeit, not looking like human-pony hybrids. Many of the students took a quick note of her, but instead of pointing at her, nor saying she's a freak, they shrugged and continued on with their day.

Huh... did they know we fought Logan?

At that moment, some boys ran to her.

"Excuse me," the 'leader' of the boys spoke, who had spikes sticking out of his back. "but you fought Professor Logan yesterday, right?"

Jinxed.

Neaera couldn't help but smile.

"I did." she answered

"Cool! How was he like!?"

"Well... let's say his bite is worse than his bark."

"That sounds dangerous."

"It is. Don't try to do it... uh-"

"Oh, I'm Spyke." The Bell chimed. "Uh oh! I gotta get to class!"

"Same thing here." She pulled out a piece of paper. "Do you know where..." She paused as she Cyclops outside, leading some students. "Oh, never mind." She ran to the group of students, one of which happened to be Negasonic Teenage Warhead, on her cellphone again. Cyclops was teaching everyone about how to aim their powers.

"And please, I'm sure you listened to N.W.A, don't use this on the police." Some collective chuckling was heard. "Ah, I see you're here, Neaera."

"Yep! Right here, ready for an edimucation!" He smirked.

"Glad to see someone's ready... unlike some other students." Various eyes turned to Negasonic, still on her phone. Neaera, wanting to be a good Samaritan... slapped the phone out of Negasonic's hand. The short haired girl slowly turned to her.

"...The fuck did you jut do?" she glared at Neaera.

"Lessons." Neaera pointed.

"And for your language," Cyclops spoke "Why don't you demonstrate for the class?" Negasonic groaned as she walked to the front. Her hands glowed like miniature suns, and with a movement that looked like a kamehameha, she blasted a ball at a target at least a mile from all of them, literally exploding it, leaving only a crater. Many of the students took a step back as she turned back and walked to them.

"Be glad that wasn't you." She warned to Neaera, picking up her phone.

"... Now I wanna explode things." Neaera said to herself.

Though she was going to train with the X-Men every week, she had to be with the other students during their P.E. class. To say some of the students gawked at her would be an understatement, as many of the male students noses bleed like waterfalls immediately as she stood in her gym bra & shorts. Even if she was covered in fur, many of the guys didn't mind that at all, some even saying they wanna ride her like a horse.

"I'm a pony, idiots." she grumbled under her breath. Of course, thought the boys gawked at her, many of the ladies there thought that her 'girls' and 'backdoor' are fake.

"I bet that her daddy got it." One of the girls whispered

"I think it's rough." Another whispered.

"Oh yeah!" Neaera said, walking to the girls and turning. "Go on, get a feel." Pretty much when she said that, it became a vine with everyone running and touching her backdoor... minus their teachers... Wolverine and Colossus. Both just stared at the sight; Wolverine just thought of Neaera as being more of her father, using sexual appeal to get what she wanted, but Colossus puked, knowing that she was only three years in an adult body.

"...Maybe she shouldn't be with these students." Colossus suggested.

"Agreed," Logan replied "don't want her flashing some boys for a good grade."

"... I'm feeling sick again."

Luckily, in history, none of the students were gakwing at her normal clothing as Storm taught them world history, more specifically, Mesopotamia, the first civilization ever. For Neaera, she got bored and read through the textbook... all 4000+ pages in less than fifteen minutes. When that was over, she wrote all the things in her books, nearly word for word, which took about ten minutes.

"Neaera?" Storm asked. Neaera jumped and looked ahead.

"Yes?" She asked

"Tell me, what-?"

"Mesopotamia is a name for the area of the Tigris–Euphrates river system, roughly corresponding to modern-day Iraq, Syria and Kuwait, including regions along the Turkish-Syrian and Iran–Iraq borders; Widely considered to be one of the cradles of civilization by the Western world, Bronze Age Mesopotamia included Sumer and the Akkadian, Babylonian, and Assyrian empires, all native to the territory of modern-day Iraq. In the Iron Age, it was controlled by the Neo-Assyrian and Neo-Babylonian Empires. The indigenous Sumerians and Akkadians (including Assyrians and Babylonians) dominated Mesopotamia from the beginning of written history as early as 3100 BC, to the fall of Babylon in 539 BC, when it was conquered by the Achaemenid Empire. It fell to Alexander the Great in 332 BC, and after his death, it became part of the Greek Seleucid Empire. Around 150 BC, Mesopotamia was under the control of the Parthian Empire. Mesopotamia became a battleground between the Romans and Parthians, with parts of Mesopotamia coming under ephemeral Roman control. In AD 226, it fell to the Sassanid Persians and remained under Persian rule until the 7th century Muslim conquest of Persia of the Sasanian Empire. A number of primarily neo-Assyrian and Christian native Mesopotamian states existed between the 1st century BC and 3rd century AD, including Adiabene, Osroene, and Hatra. Mesopotamia is the site of the earliest developments of the Neolithic Revolution from around 10,000 BC. It has been identified as having "inspired some of the most important developments in human history including the invention of the wheel, the planting of the first cereal crops and the development of cursive script, mathematics, astronomy and agriculture."" Storm and the class blinked at what she said.

"...Okay, I think that's the end of class for today."

Everyone stared at Neaera during her lunch break. While there was a huge assortment of fruits & vegetables on the tables, Neaera scarfed down multiple tacos, burritos, and, more than likely from her father's side, chimichangas. Man of the boys, though most were 'turned off' by her actions, others thought that just by the fact that she acted a lot like their favorite anime characters was a dream come true. Rogue, who was more or the less the cafeteria lady, stared at how Neara was like during her meals.

"She must be as hungry as a horse." She commented to no one. However, Neaera heard what she said and turned to her with fury.

"*I'M A PONY!!!*" She yelled, her mouth still stuffed.

The science lab was where Beast was at, teaching the various students inside, along with Neaera, different chemicals used for certain experiments. Truth be told, Neaera was completely lost at this, mostly because she found herself making much more different chemicals than others, with different reactions. Case in point, everyone made Nitrogen gas from acids and metals, but with Neaera, she made a weird creature that looked like a mix between a Chihuahua and a bat. In essence, she both graduated & flopped that class; graduated because she made life, flopped because of how she brought a pet in. Luckily, she didn't care, and brought her weird creature out with her, which, in itself, made weird noises that sounded very nasal like. As she sat, tending to her weird creature, feeding it cherries she snagged from lunch, and was meet with another voice.

"Hey." Another, young woman's voice said. Neaera turned to see a long, red haired woman, probably almost 20.

"Hey." Neaera replied, turning back to her creature.

"What's that thing?"

"I don't know. I made him today."

"...Made him?"

"Chemistry class. Don't know how I did it."

"Ah.Got kicked out?"

"Yep."

"Gave it a name, yet?"

"Hm... my 80's senses are tingling, so... I'm gonna call him... Puckmarin."

"Puckmarin?"

"Hey, it's better than some cliched pet name like Rex. Like that name?" It let out a weird cackle, an agreeing sounding one. "I knew you'd like it!"

"Hm, that's nothing compared to my pet." Neaera turned to her.

"You have a pet!?"

"Yep. C'm here, Lockheed!" A hissing noise was heard, followed by the flapping of wings. Falling from the sky & landing on her shoulder was a cat sized, winged purple dragon with glowing yellow eyes. It cooed, rubbing it's head on her face. "Ahh, there's a good boy!"

"Cool! A Dragon!"

"Almost. He's an Alien Dragon."

"Even cooler!!!... Think our little guys should hang out? Have pet play dates?" The girl turned to Lockheed.

"Can you be nice with her little guy?" Lockheed let out an affirmative cooing noise. "That's a good boy. Oh! Almost forgot! Name's Kitty Pryde, or, Shadowcat."

"Shadowcat?"

"It's my nickname around here. I can phase through solid objects without harm."

"Cool! Name's Neaera, or, Lunacy, if you'd like to call me that."

"I take it that it's because you're a bit crazy?"

"Considering I just made this little guy, then yeah, I am."

Her last class for the day was more or less a mixture of a bunch of art classes, ranging from painting to music. Jean Grey was there, and Xavier was next to the room, having his own class, probably with more or less the 'real world' skills his students will need to get a job & whatnot. Neaera, not caring if Xaveir could see or not, didn't want that class at all, since not only did she want to be a legit hero, but who'd hire a pony/woman hybrid? This was joked, by the Xavier, about Sarah Jessica Parker, something Neaera was baffled about.

"Neaera?" Jean grey spoke.

"Oh! Yes, ma'am?" Neaera returned, turning to her.

"We're about to begin our music session. Know how to use an instrument?"

"It doesn't take a psychic to know that I don't."

"Well, we have open instruments for you to use. Take your pick." Neaera looked around the various equipment. While most band classes would only have 'classic' instruments, like flutes, pianos, trumpets, ECT., Neaera was lucky that Xavier's school wasn't afraid to go modern, though she regretted to see much of the students were on laptops. To not fall with them, she picked up the instrument that she knew her father was, at most times, decent with: A guitar. "Ah! Going with the more rock & roll feel, I see?"

"I was thinking more like Heavy Metal, but yeah, Rock can also do."

"Whatever makes you feel comfortable. Now, care to try out your instrument, see if it's well tuned?" Neaera followed, plucking the strings. It didn't sound right, but she adjusted said strings and plucked again... and performed an awesome theme song. Jean and the other students were surprised to see how she performed so well, and on her first try. Xavier and his students noticed the music playing, turning and watching Neaera perform on the guitar. He was baffled as well. Soon, pretty much all of the students around campus heard and followed the music playing, though only a few got a good glimpse of Neaera performing. Neaera didn't notice the gazing eyes, but was focused on her tune, and didn't freak out when her fire ability set her hands ablaze, finding that it wasn't burning the guitar, but acted more as an effect.

Oh man! Our sing is fire!!!

I don't get that. And I think this song is from someone else.

As soon as she finished it, she finally noticed the students & staff all around, staring at her.

"...Uh... hi?" She greeted meekly. The crowd cheered and lifted her away.

Hey... Is that what being a hero feels like?

Guitar hero?

No, I mean, as in... what we're trying to be.

"Whatever it is," Neaera spoke, "I wanna have this feeling again!"

The day came to an end, and after a near nonstop barrage of compliments from her peers, Neaera got to her room. Puckmarin hanged onto the lamp near her bed, chewing on another cherry.

"Glad to see you're not bombarded with people that want you as their friend on Facebook." Neare groaned, flopping onto her bed. Puckmarin let out another one of his nasal laughs. "Shut up... it ain't my fault I'm awesome. But damn... I hope this school year end quickly." Puck made a confused sound. "I wanna kick ass and chew bubblegum." She reached into her pocket, only to pull out lint. "And I'm all outta gum." She pulled her cellphone out and gave a text message to her father.

Hey, Dad. Had a long day today.

Define 'long'

Joined the X-Men last night and attended all their classes. Now popular.

That's my girl! Mom says hello.

Tell Mom I said 'I <3 her'

Gotcha. Have uh good day and kick ass.

"I will... tomorrow." Neaera yawned and snored away... at least until the door opened. She turned to see Storm and Rouge wearing normal clothes.

"Wanna go shopping?" Rogue asked.

"HELL YEAH!!!" She ran out with the two. "Sleep tight, Puckmarin!" Puckmarin let out a sound that sounded similar to 'whatever'.

Author's Notes:

I actually rewatched Flight of the Navigator last night. Thought Neaera may need some pet with her, both to keep her company, and have something similar to Luna's Opossum.

Also, if there's any supposed continuity errors, just know that this is an alternate universe that blends the comics, cartoons, and movies... but only the good stuff, so no Barakapool or the Amazing Hipster.