Chapter 4 The Mad Mane Maker and the Prophecy

Everyone in the school thinks I am weird. They say I am supposed to hang out with other light-colored horses like the albinos and palominos. I like to hang out with Flicka, my best friend. I know that most would hang out with others that are alike, but not me. We go back inside the school and into the classroom. Mrs. Scorches tells us to sit down on the little mats. Flicka and I sat on purple mats that were at opposite ends of the big rug. “Alright, my students. I will tell you the story of The Mad Mane Maker and the Great Battle creating the Prophecy.” Mrs. Scorches says as she grabs the book off the shelf and sits down in her chair. She opens the book and looks at all of us.

“The Mad Mane Maker’s parents was a Lion and a Dragon. He wasn’t all that bad when Mrs. Icey and I met him. He ended up in Mrs. Icey and I’s class. At that time, we were Level 6’s and our teacher was Mrs. Lancia Copper. We gave him the tour of the school. He just snapped when he saw Mrs. Icey.” Mrs. Scorches said.

"Wait, wouldn’t that make him a draconicus?” Flicka asks confusedly.

“No, Flicka. He’s just called a hybrid. A draconicus is one with multiple animal parts.” Mrs. Scorches says with a giggle.

“The MMM is what we used to call him. The MMM and Mrs. Icey didn’t get along at all, especially when it was recess time. The MMM and Mrs. Icey had a whole fight over who was dominant/ alpha of the playground. Mrs. Icey lost and that’s how she got that scar over her left eye. Her and the MMM became enemies from then on.” Mrs. Scorches adds.

"So, that’s why Mrs. Icey is so mean to all that crosses her path.” Flicka says as she looks toward the door.

“Here’s a picture of Mrs. Icey and part of her family and The Mad Mane Maker.” Mrs. Scorches says as she turns the book around toward us.

We looked at the pictures and most freaked. I sat still and shrugged.

“What’s so special about him and Mrs. Icey? What does this have to do with the Prophecy?” I ask as I look at Mrs. Scorches.

"Well, after that day, an Omen or Prophecy was told that The MMM would be defeated by a Ying and Yang. He stormed away after he heard that from the Wise Goat of Almander.” Mrs. Scorches says as she turns the book back around and closes it.

"Hmmm. That actually makes a lot of sense now that you have explained.” I said astonished.

"Many don’t understand that the MMM is angrier now than he was years ago.” Mrs. Scorches says as she stands up and puts the book back on the shelf.

"So, he’s angry because of an Omen/Prophecy?” Thunder Bolt asks as he looks at Flicka and I.

"Wait, does that make Vizzie and I are the Prophecy Mares spoken about?” Flicka asks.

“Yes, and Yes. I know that sounds so dumb to y’all, but it’s true. Now, go play kiddos.” Mrs. Scorches says as she smiles.

We all got up and went to different parts of the room. Thumbaline, Spirit and Diablo went to the drawing board and art supplies. Camouflage, Speedy and Mystery went to the play house then ran over to the books to read. Thunder Bolt, Tornado and Tornform ran over to the math and listening area. Flicka and I stayed on the rugs. As Flicka and I were fixing to start talking when the bell rings.

“Well, I guess we can talk in the halls as we head to our parents.” Flicka says with a smile.

I smile back at Flicka. We all grabbed our bags and lined up in the order we were in this morning. We walk out of the classroom and head to our parents. I head to the stairs and head up to my mom’s room. Flicka walked up with me as we ascended the stairs. We got to the 3rd floor and finished laughing. I look at Flicka and smile.

"Well, I have to stay here until later because my mom is a Level 2 teacher and my father is a Level 9 teacher.” I say to Flicka as I smile.

“Well, as I said this morning when we first met, I am all alone. My parents are gone, and I have no other family to live with.” Flicka says as she bows her head down, sadly.

“Oh. Well, I can ask my mom and dad if we can adopt you so you’re not lonely anymore.” I said as I opened the door to my mom’s classroom.

All the Level 2 kids came out of the room. Flicka and I walked into the room.

"Hey, Mom! Can we adopt Flicka since she is alone and has no family to go home to?” I ask my mom.

“Sure. Make sure your father says yes before we take her home.” Sky says with a smile.

“Let’s go Flicka. Let’s go ask my father.” I say to Flicka, excitedly.

Flicka and I head out of the room and head up to the 10th floor where my father and his Level 9 students are.

“Come on, Flicka.” I said, excitedly. Flicka came stairs and opened the door to my father’s classroom.

"Hey, father. Can we adopt Flicka since she is alone and has no family to go home to?” I ask my father at a whisper as we walk in and see the students taking a test.

“Sure. She can be part of the family.” Dusty whispers with a smile as he hugs me.

“Come on, Flicka. Let’s go down to mom and sit with her for a brief period of time until father is done with his students.” I said, very excitedly as we left the room.

We descended the stairs to the 3rd floor. We entered my mom’s classroom and sat in the back of the room. We talked softly until the students left to go home.