A Change in the Forecast

by Silverkirby

Rating: teen
Tags: Random, Human
Length: 1909

Side fic to five score,divided by four

I'm just in the car waiting to get to Golden Corral for my 13th birthday, and then the cutie mark appears.And it only goes downhill from there! And to top it all off my sister is experiencing the same thing!
What am I supposed to do without hands!?

Thanks to Twisted Spectrum for creating Five score, Divided by four, the fic this is based on.

Colab with Snowy Mountain(Formerly Shadowfart53)'s 'Winter Wonderland'

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-14 23:20:54 UTC

(1) Day 1; Can't this be done? Part 1

*BEEP BEEP*

You know what sucks? Mornings.I think to myself. I slowly open my eyes and stare at my light blue bedroom ceiling.

*BEEP BEEP*

Oh yes. And that too. I swing my arm over the nightstand and accidentally hit my 3DS, causing a resounding *clomp* as it hit the light brown carpeted floor.

At this point I'm annoyed, and just sit up and hit the button on the small alarm with astounding hand-eye coordination. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and my feet land in my fluffy Rainbow Dash slippers. I guess I should mention I'm a brony. Or pegasister, whatever you prefer, seeing as I'm a girl brony. I'm one of the people who don't care whichever they're called. I glanced over at my Pokemon Time and Space calendar, And it's March 14th.

"Woo hoo."I say to myself. Today's my 13th birthday. I stand up, just to lean down and pick my 3DS back up and place it on the small spruce nightstand. I straighten back up and walk over to the mirror on the wall.

My red hair is in it's usual fluffed-up knotted bedhead position. I sigh as I reach down to pick up the brush and clean up my hair.

I'm no Rarity about hair care, but I do give a crap. After brushing my hair I go to my closet, picking my cloths I settle on a red pokemon T-shirt with all the pokemon from the shaymin movie. I can't remember that movie's name for the life of me. Either way I then pick a pair of jeans. I open my bedroom door just to be greeted by River, My golden tabby cat.

"Hey River." I say to the tabby as I kneel down and pet her ear. I hop down the stairs and see my mom watching...some court show.

"Hi mom." I say.

I guess I should mention that I'm only visiting my mom, I actually live with my 21 year old sister, Liv, and my 10 year old sister, Melody.

"Hi Alia. You do know what day it is, right?" my mom replies. I just nod and continue walking through the hall, where another set of stairs greeted me. As I make it down to the first floor of the house. I go into the living room and sit on the couch. theirs my small laptop, just waiting for me to read pony fanfics on. I start it up, and look at the windows 10 desktop. It looked basically like that windows 8 stuff. I still like windows 7 better though. I start up Google Chrome and select FIMfiction off of my bookmarks bar bar. It loads up rather quickly, and I see that nothing's updated.

I frown, and minimize the tab. I put on my cyan earphones and start Writing the next chapters of my fanfiction using Microsoft Office Word. About an hour later, I'm sending the next two chapters to my editor and close my laptop. I Look at my laptop clock. Its 2:16. I grin and hop upstairs, and walk into the game room, where my Mom and Dad are watching re-runs of the old cooking show Top chef.

"Hey mom, can we go to Golden Corral for My birthday?" I ask.

"I don't see why not." She said, shrugging.

"Just make sure everyone is ready by...lets say 2:10." My dad adds, Glancing at the clock on the cable box.

"Okay!" I chirp happily. I run to the steps that go upstairs and shout, "HEY LIV AND MELODY WE'RE GOING TO GOLDEN CORRAL GET READY!"

"OKAY!" I hear from upstairs. I smile and look down at myself, noting that my normal T-shirt and jeans are clean and good enough to go to the not-so-fancy restaurant and buffet in one. When Alivia and Melody are downstairs we all go out of the door, Making sure to swap the slippers for tennis shoes, and get in the car. After a few minutes of driving I note that it's 2:35 PM.

"Hey! Earth to Alia!" I hear. I look to the side and see Liv looking back with an annoyed expression. Out the window behind her is golden corral. I glance at the clock and see that its 2:46 PM.

Did I really space out for 10 minutes? I think as I get out of the car. I walk into Golden Corral with everybody else.

I scratch my thigh after we manage to get a table.I go to the bathroom, just so I can check out what's making my thigh itch.

I walk into a stall and pull down my baggy jeans expecting to see some sort of bug bite, but what I find was definitely not expected.

Printed on both my thighs, is a raining thundercloud.

(3)Day 2; I guess its not through.Part 1

For Five Score! Divided by Four!

Foals in half, to the nearest whole more!

For Chaos’ sake, a game we’ll play!

Cast off to a land far, far away!

To crush all resistance, and annoying persistence!

To sink in despair in a land unaware!

In retribution for acting the fool,

So begins Discord’s new rule!

I wake up, and the events of last night recollect and I frown.

Has anything changed?I wonder. I get up, and immediately head for the bathroom, in search of a mirror. I get to the bathroom, and look in the mirror.

What I see is a Red-head girl with purple eyes and bright lime tinted hair. My expression turns to horror as I run back into my room and put on a hood. Just then my cell phone rings, and I pick it up.

"Hello? Who is this?" I ask.

"Be at the café down the street at 11:55. Don't be late." The person replies. I hear light static signifying that the man hang up.

I frown at this, and Put the phone in my pocket. I put on a pair of sandals and start to run for the door. In the living room I see Alivia watching the TV.

"HiLivIHaveToGoSomewhereBye!" I quickly say. I open the door and do a light jog to the café. I get into the café and check my phone. 11:56. I stand up and head to the counter and buy a chocolate doughnut. I sit down at a random table, and see a strand of hair that is even more saturated with the color lime.  After five minutes a man with brown hair that included pure white streaks and grey eyes sat across from me.

"Seems you and I are going through the same thing."

(4) Day 2; I guess its not through. part 2

I raise an eyebrow, which also is now saturated with the color lime.

"And who exactly are you?" I ask, Skepticism dripping with every word.

"I should be asking you the same thing." The man counters. I take this moment of silence to inspect him. he looks to be about twenty years old or so, and he has gray eyes.

Wait, grey eyes? That's unusual. Maybe he really is experiencing this too. I think.

"So...." I say, trying to break the silence.

He cuts Me off. "I find it a bit too much of a coincidence that we're both here on the same day, you're the person who called?"

"I thought you had called."I reply, the raised eyebrow going slightly higher.

He seemed surprised. "It appears that someone wanted us to meet up here. Does your family know about this?"

I quickly respond. "Only my sister."Actually, Melody doesn't even know I'm gone.I think to myself.

He sighed "You're welcome to stay at my house then, and if anyone else is going through this then they are welcome as well."

All the while the 'Pedophile' bells are ringing in my head, and I'm slightly scared but I try to hide it.

After a while(or just a few seconds) I slowly reply,

"Okay." I feel a buzz in my pocket, and pull out my Iphone. Oh Melody's texted me. Figures. I open the app and read the text.

Dusk where R u?

I stare at the text for a few seconds in confusion.Why would she call me Dusk? I think. I shrug it off, and text her back

At the café dwn the street. I reply.

I wait for a second, hoping she would text back. Nothing.

"Winter is coming early this year."

"What makes you say that?" I ask in confusion

He starts to explain his reasoning. "Sometimes I get a feeling, that feeling will tell me if Winter is coming early or late, and if it's strong enough it'll tell me when. On that note, I'd say Winter will arrive sometime around, late November."

I think for a moment. "I guess I can relate with that. Sorta. I don't know why, but I'm one hundred percent certain that Its going to Storm tomorrow."

He pulls out a piece of paper and writes something on it. "Here." He gets up, and leaves the café. I look at the piece of paper.

349 westhaven ct.? Must be his address. I think. I exit the café and walk down the hill.

The walk was uneventful, and as I neared my house I glanced happily at my bike coated in Rainbow Dash stickers next to Melody's purple bike with white ribbons that was also coated with stickers, this time Rarity themed. As I entered the house I yelled the first thing on my mind.

"Melody! Get your bike helmet!"

(2) Day 1; Can't this be done? Part 2

I Stared at that little mark for a minute, thinking about what this could be. At last my mind just gave up and I gave into the urge to just madly scratch my leg. After I finish scratching I pull my pants up and sit on the closed toilet seat, resting my head in my palms.

Ughhh...What does this even mean? I think. I get up and leave the bathroom, and head back to the table.

"What was that about?" Liv asks.

"Nothing." I say. "I just had to go to the bathroom."

And the night went on like just that, a normal birthday night at Golden Corral. I could tell Liv and Melody knew something is wrong. When we got home it was time for Liv, Melody and I to drive home.

"Okay Mom! Bye!" I say as I climb into Liv's red car.

I was sitting next to Melody, who was fidgeting in her seat.When she stopped, she whispered in my ear,

"Alright, spill the beans!"

"What do you mean?" I reply.

"You've been acting weird all day!" She answered.

"When we get home." I add, ending the conversation. A few minutes later we're getting out of the car, and going into the small apartment complex. I walk down the hall, just for Melody to block my way.

"Tell me what's wrong now!" She demands.

I sigh, and pull down a part of my pants, the thundercloud just proudly sitting there. Her face goes from shocked to surprised, to horrified. She slowly pulles down her pants, revealing a white feather.

"I-Is that..." I stutter. She nods in reply, her face showing a sad expression. I pull up my jeans, and say,

"C-come on. Lets go to bed." I go to bed, not even bothering to brush my teeth.