Magica Mechanica
In a home that sat in the shadows of Cloudsdale, was a family who lived for the love of knowledge. They even built a treetop lab after finding the home had a large tree growing up through one of the corners of the house every few years they had to install a few extra stairs or trim off some branches but it was rather fun. At the moment father and son were working on their latest experiment there.
"Are you excited?" A chocolate colored unicorn asked the colt that looked oh so much like a shrunken version of himself.
The normally stoic unicorn child bounced around nodding like a bobble-head.
"Okay now sit still, tell me if you feel an itch or pinch." The elder replied putting his latest contraption on the colts back
A jump and followed by a humming buzz let him know it was now on properly.
"Are you okay?" he asked
"Yeah Dad it didn't hurt the metal was just cold." The colt laughed looking at his fathers latest invention for a moment "Think these will be the ones?"
"We're about to find out, they work like the last pair"
The colt concentrated on the though of flying and soon he was floating at eye level with his father
"You did it! HA HA! I'm Flying! FLYING!"
"Easy graham, those are still prototypes!" his father smiled not worried so much about the wings but the fact his son was flying,even though he could have caught him if he needed to.
Graham didn't notice the worry as he took the wings through their paces by flying speedy figure eights around the laboratory "ceiling". These were the tenth design. The others could fly but some were so heavy they were useless for higher flight, some took too much of a ponies natural magic energy while others were just too painful or noisy. These were just right not the most natural looking but they could pull near sonic boom speeds and survive; aesthetics could come later.
Graham reluctantly slowed down to a simple slow circle before landing on the ground.
"Can I keep them they are so super awesome!" He grinned the wings now fluttering in out of character excitement.
"We'll have to make sure your mother approves no doubt she'll want a few limiters on those things."
That was a close enough to a yes for the colt as he forgot about the taking it easy and almost zoomed into his mother who was making her way up stairs on to the large platform. There were no walls and the ceiling was just whatever branches that happened to overhang though every now and again they had to use spells to close up the area. It was good since it let any fumes out and any damage done could easily be grown back with a spell or time.
"Mom they work, THEY WORK, YOU'LL BE ABLE TO FLY AGAIN, AND I CAN FLY WITH YOU!" Graham bounced and wing pieces fanned out tremendously floating in the air magically bound to the web like frames
His mother stared at the single wing sitting on the workbench that looked much more real than her sons purely mechanical pair it was almost disturbing. It was as if they had preserved her lost one and fixed it. She looked at where her wing had once been, it still itched and hurt even after all the years it had been gone.
"Alright, shall we try it now?" She said softly, her son looking on happy she was accepting his fathers scientific help.
His father, Mel Bell was an inventor in his free time, his latest contraption was the Magica Mechanica Wings that granted the wearer the ability to fly. These were not just for fun though Mel planned on introducing them to medical facilities for Pegasus who had lost their ability to fly from severe wing damages like his wife, Grace.
After another complaint of cold metal, the wing that was a deal larger than the pair her son had, was on her back with a few mismatched flaps she got the hang of it and was floating off the ground.
Graham was happy to see his mother fly again for the first time since he was a toddler riding on her back. Mel had put a lot more time into her wing so much that Graham had to help. The perfectly accurate feather placement combined artificial feathers that had been dyed to match; the metal delicately worked so it was hidden from view made the wings look unnervingly real.
He soon joined his mother who had flown out of the labs non-existent roof while his father smiled at the two who were happily circling in the air. Mel felt overjoyed, their was still a long way to go for Pegasus with lost wings and he would be hard pressed when and if the idea was accepted, but to give someone their life back, or even a chance at different one would be worth more than all the hardship in the world.
This one was me playing around with some pony creators, I noticed that the two most well known ones, the hub's and General Zoi's, had a steam-punk sort of wing. I think it would be cool if they made a canon Pegasus with mecha replacement wings or something like that(not sure if they could getaway with implying such a serious injury as lost limbs in this show). The name of the wings if you actually noticed it is inspired from FLCL (medical mechanica robot). By logic Graham's name would be Graham Bell, similar to Alexander Graham Bell the telephone inventor, who's life inspired the other names in this story. :) *the more you know* -rainbow appears-