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by Romaji

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Comedy, Human
Length: 7076

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Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-06-20 16:02:43 UTC

Intro

Planing! Shush!

This will only be used to organize my ideas. skip if you don't want stuff getting spoiled.

Intro:

Ends with Discords rhyme. past - May 7 2020

Ark 1: Ponifcation.

In progress. May 7 2020 - May 10 2020

Will end with the reveal that Scoots mom has committed suicide.

Ark 3: Reunion.

TODO. May 10 - May 12

The CMC meets the Five Score, Divided by Four pones. Ends with the CMC accepting the quest to rejoin the mane six.

Ark 4: Lauren is Magic.

TODO. May 10 - May 13

Follows Lauren Faust's transformation in to the Resurrection of Celestia. Ends with RD and Scoots finding her.

Ark 5: The Return of Harmony.

TODO. May 12 - May 15

Arc One: Ponification 1 "TWO!?"

Intro

My name is George Darkhorse. Or it was.

I should probably explain. Some weird crap happened and I am now Scootaloo. Not somepo- I mean someone that's similar to her, not someone who looks like her. I am Scoots.

That's probably even more confusing. Let me explain it, starting on May 7, 2020, my fifteenth birthday.

May 7, 2020 16:38

"Hey, Little G!" Megan said, excited. "It's 12 minutes till the date and time of your birth!"

"Ugggh... What do you want?" I mumbled, loading my groceries into the fridge. Yes, I'm 15 and loading my groceries. Mom left me to myself just three days ago. Yes, I'm working on the child abuse forms but, well, life gets in the way some times.

"Cheer up, Scoots! I-" Megan said, but was cut off by Katrina.

"We. We have a present for you! Our little gift from the MCM!" The MCM. Aww, the memories. I'm going to pause the story to explain. I seem to need to explain a lot. Oh well, I think it is a part of good story writing. Anyways, here is some background!

October 10, 2010 07:30

I have a crush on these two girls, Megan and Katrina. I talked to them on Friday and its mutual! I agreed to check out a show they are interested in called "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic." I know, I know, it sounds cheesy, but this is for love! It was written by Lauren Faust (big person in charge of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, if you are a fool), so it can't be all bad.

I checked the clock. Dammit, still three hours to go. Time to walk in circles, or squares, or any closed shapes really. What I really mean is, time to wait.

October 10, 2010 10:29

I started having second thoughts. Maybe Faust was just desperate for a job.

The show should be starting in under a minute. I stared at the remote, wondering if I should bother.

Yes.

What? A voice in my head?

This is important. Give it a shot.

"Okay then," I stammered under my breath. Well, that was unsettling.

October 10, 2010 11:00

Show! Why must you be over?

Love or not, I am going to watch the next episode, I  thought to myself. I should talk to them about it. I can see them, shaking in fear because of Nightmare Moon, and I will be all badass like "Never fear, I will protect you using the magic of friendship!" Wait, that doesn't sound badass at all! Oh well. I ran to meet them at the park.

"Girls! That was awesome!"

"I know, right?" Megan, uh, squeed out. "Lauren is like, magic!"

"I loved it too! Lets be best friends!" Katrina squealed.

Every one joined Katrina in saying, "Forever!!"

May 7, 2020 16:38

"Come on Scoots! We don't have all day to celebrate our birthday!"  Megan shouted. "Equestria to Scoots! Equestria to Scoots!"

"Ok, Sweetie Belle, I'll open the door," I said nonchalantly, pausing Antidote by Swedish House Mafia vs. Knife Party. Wait, did I just call Megan Sweetie Belle by accident? And she said Equestria to Scoots? What's going on?

"Are you ok? Could you please open the door?" Appl- Katrina said to me. "Look, I know your mom just left you, but we are your friends. We can't stand to see you like this. Right Swee- I mean Megan?"

"Yep!" Megan said happily.

I opened the door, muttering, "I'm sorry I didn't get you anything."

"Awww, you don't have to. I mean, your mom thinks you are a freak and wants to ship you to a mental hospital. We're here to help! Because that's what friends are for!" Megan chirped. Still as happy as ever.

"So, what did you get me?" I said, their excitement rubbing off on me.

"Silly filly, that's the point of opening them!" Katrina joked.

"Oh, right. I think everypony should come in."

May 7, 2020  16:49

"Thanks for the Scoots style scooter! I always wanted one!" I said excitedly. "Thank you very much, Apple Bloom!"

"You're welcome Scootaloo! I worked hard on it!" Katrina boasted. "I painted it my self!"

"Speaking of paint, let's paint some cutie marks on our plots!" Megan said, getting a confused look from Katrina. "We haven't done that in forever!"

"Okay." Yes, I just agreed to take off my pants. In front of my two girl best friends. And we will paint emblems on our asses. Stop looking at me like that.

May 7, 2020  16:50

"For Five Score! Divided by Four!

Your Memories Removed! Your Body Confused!

Enter The World Once More!

Another Self Infused!

Thou Come Back From Times Of Yore!

Are You Not Abused?

Can You Not Remember Before?

How It Must Hur-"

"I'm going to cut you off right now. I, while very adult, am not 25." Perfect! I just made a hole in Discord's logic! I'm so-

"Clever? I was referring to how long you were in suspension.  I thought about putting you in a human initially, but then I thought, "I don't think that's Chaotic enough!" So I kept your body in suspension for ten years. Now who's so clever?"

I didn't say anything.

"Everything good? Good. Let me continue,

How It Must Hurt To Know You Snoozed

And Missed Ten Years Of Lore?

Instead Of Five Score, Divided By Four,

You Have Been Amused

For Only Three Score Divided By Four!"

Planing! Shush!

Arc One: Ponification 1 "TWO!?"

"Are you done now?" I muttered, bored of Discord's rhymes.

"STOP INTERRUPTING!!! You little... I know what to do to you! But I'll hold it for later."

"You don't, asshole."

"I could kill you If you don't keep your mouth shut. Done now? Good. Continuing from where we left off,

You Can't Retract Now, You're Fused!

You're Female Now, You Whore!

You Don't Have A Mom Now, She Was So Misused!

You're Scootaloo Now, Such An Eyesore!

Welcome To The Used!

For Two Cutie Marks, There Is No Cure!

You Can't Be Excused!

Can You Truly Become The One You Adore?"

"Discord, really? Come on, Giving me two cutie marks means that I have two special talents. And I get to become Scoots? Awesome! Thanks!"

"Did I forget to mention that I gave your mom a cutie mark? I wonder how she will take that? And you will be a pubescent cripple pegasus. I hope you like pony puberty!"

"You plothole."

"You don't need to tell me twice!"

May 7, 2020  16:58

I snapped back to realty. "DISCORD! YOU PLOTHOLE! I'M GOING TO RIP YOU A NEW ONE!"

"Calm down, Scoots," Megan cooed.

I looked at my plot. "Great job on that scootering cutie mark. It looks just like the one in "Your True Talents." You know, the one I made for "SE:6 The Return of Harmony". It's 21% cooler than any prior cutie mark you made!"

Katrina guiltily muttered, "Um, Scootaloo, we didn't paint that. We were going to ask you what emblem you wanted, but..."

Megan continued, "You were in some sort of daze and the marks just sort of... appeared."

Marks? Plural? I looked to my other side. Shocked, I say (louder than necessary), "I have two!? Two different cutie marks?! Huh!? A scooter and a turntable?!"

Megan said "Well, that gives away my gift."

"I wonder If something like that will happen to you when you birth time comes in ten minutes, Sweetie Belle." Katrina said, clearly still in shock.

Arc One: Ponification 2 "Discord gets lazy"

May 7 2020  16:59

Megan says "Would it not be more like Discord to only do one of us?"

"Sweet Belle, he flipped the personalty of the whole mane six. I wonder though, how many has he cursed? I don't think it would be just us."

"Apple Bloom, you have a point. Hey Scootaloo, can you tell me what he said?"

"I can try" I mutter before repeating what I heard.

May 7 2020  17:07

"Five Score Divided by Four? That suggests that most people turning into pones are 25! I called our teacher Miss.Cheerilee yesterday! On her 25th birthday! Do you think that means that she is turning pony? Maybe she can help us!" Megan said in a cheer of excitement.

"By the way, your birth time is in" I start.

Everypony adds in with

"Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

ONE!!"

May 7 2020  17:08

"Another To Obscure!

Sealed For, Five Score Divided by Four!

Who Are You? You Can't Be Sure!

You're Stuck In An Internal War!

And You Have No Savior!

Who Will Win, The New You, Or The One From Times Of Yore?

Though, You're Looking Kind Of Blue. Or, Should I Say Azure?

Sweet Belle, You Should Start a Jewelry Store!

Megan, How Does It Feel To Know Your

Life Will Become as Forgotten as Old Lore!

Becoming A Pony, As Your Biggest Dream, Are You Sure?

Don't Try To Settle The Score,

That's Such a Detour!

You've Been Living a Lie For,

Like One Brought By Liqueur,

For Three Score Divided by Four!

How Immature!"

Megan grumbled "I think that rhyme is worse than the one you gave to Scoots. You stopped being cool in SE1. Get over it, Discord."

Discord replied with an evil grin as he swaps his legs around. "I think you should realize that your going to go through puberty again." With an impossible smile he adds "Won't that be FUN?"

"no."

"Awww... Really? For me?"

"Just. No."

"Fine, you don't have to find it fun."

"Can I go back now?"

"Of Course. You have a lot of PRESENTS to open, yes?"

"Shut.Up."

"Fiiiiiiiiine. Jeez, Its not like I'm the GOD OF CHAOS or anything."

May 7 2020  17:14

"Well I'm back" Megan sarcastically muttered.

"Welcome back! Also, a cutie mark appeared. It's a white pony plush." I mention.

"COOL!" Megan squeed.

Katrina asks me "Scoots, what do you think my cutie mark will be?"

"I don't know. My scooter mark is from "Your True Talents". But my turntable one is similar to the one I got in "My Little DJ". And Sw- I mean MEGAN'S one is completely original. So, I don't know. In "Your True Talents" it was a thought bubble." I respond. "Sorry"

"Scoots, what do you think the whole "Becoming a pony" thing entails? I mean, will I grow a horn? Will I start wanting, oh, I don't know, grass? Will we lose all of our memories? And we have the last day of school tomorrow. What will the other kids think? And our teacher might be going through this as well! Just how many pones are there?" Megan said, trying to hold back from tears with a "happy" smile. "What will become of George Darkhorse? What will become of me, Megan Finley? I don't know whether to jump for joy or cry in a corner."

"I don't know either, It could be the very worst thing that ever happened to us, or the best time of our lives. There is so many questions, and so few answers. I ha-" I try to explain, being cut off by Miss. Cherilee, saying

"I wonder if I ca- Sorry! I shouldn't have barged in-"

"Please come in," I say, noticing her pink and purple hair, similar to a mane. "Did Discord rhyme to your face? And did you get a mark yesterday?"

Closing the door, she said "Yes and yes. I assume you're in the same predicament. Tomorrow, you'll look a little like me."

Noticing that Karina fell into a trance, I interrupt saying " We can talk more about this when she wakes up."

May 7 2020  17:30

"I Don't Want To Rhyme Any More,

You've Been Trapped For Five Score Divided By Four.

You've Heard It All Before.

Fine, I'll End With, Three Score Divided By Four."

"Really. Really Discord. You, the  GOD OF CHAOS himself, has run out of rhymes. LAME!" Karina remarks. "Getting lazy much?"

"YOU try writing thousands and thousands rhymes to communicate that a person is becoming pony." Discord defended.

"Whatever. I know what you did, so there is no need to tell me. So, can I return?"

"..."

"Is that a yes?"

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine..............."

May 7 2020  17:31

"I wonder what my CUTIE MARK is?" Karina yelled, completely oblivious to how much she is interrupting. "Oh... sorry"

"No worries, its good to know that Discord didn't keep you too long. By the way, you have a pony painting for your cutie mark."

"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! SWEET CELESTIA! HOLY BUCKING SHIT! I AM BEST PONY!" Karina squeed, her energy almost flooding the whole apartment complex. "That was a little bit loud, wasn't it?"

"yeeeaaaa...."

"Oops."

Changing the subject, I ask Miss Cheerilee "What should we do tomorrow? I mean, its the last day of school. Do you think it's a good idea to go?"

"No. I think we should find the elements of harmony. I mean, they should be here and they have saved the world many times before. And I think we should get comfortable with the changes to our bodes. We can't save the world if we keep falling over."

"About that, why are you on your tip toes? That makes you more unstable."

"I am? That's odd. Also, my hair is longer and more purple. I have a question that's very important."

"Yes?"

"Can I sleep here? I don't wan't to be seen by my BDSM and MLP obsessed landlord. If he saw me like this, I'm pretty sure he would have me tied to the ceiling by tonight."

"Sure!"

The rest of the MCM joined me in saying "CMC BED AND BREAKFAST CRUSADERS GO!"

I, noticing what we just said, added "What just happened there?"

Arc One: Ponification 3 "Screw the rules! I have hooves! ... wait, what?"

NOTE: I will use the CMC's (AKA: MCM) Pony names instead of their human names. For reference, here is the names in Human name (Pony name) format

George Darkhorse (Scootaloo) [also referred to as I, because first person]

Megan Finley (Sweet Belle)

Katrina {LAST NAME NOT GIVEN} (Apple Bloom)

I hope this clears things up.

May 8 2020 00:30

"Miss Cheerilee?" I ask as she stretches over me in my bed. "Your feet are kind of on top of me. Can you move them?"

"Oh, sorry. I'll move my ... HOOVES?! WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?"

"Shush! I don't want you waking the girls!"

"oh.. right."

"Lets go back to sleep."

"Good plan."

May 8 2020 07:31

"Do you have any hay in the kitchen?" Miss Cheerilee asked, acting like that was a normal question.

"Umm... nnno. Why would I have hay in my kitchen? I think humans are allergic to hay anyway." I respond, with the utmost confusion.

"Well, I don't think I'm human any more. Look at me with my tail, my hooves, my mane, and tell me that I'm human. Even my teeth have changed! Anyway, I'll just have some lettuce." she says, taking a bite out of a head of lettuce. Shocked, she says

"This.

IS.

BUCKING.

AMAZING!"

"Calm down, Miss Cheerilee, It's just lettuce. Although, maybe your diet is becoming ponified." I add.

"If that's the case, then meat must taste disgusting! But I don't think we should test that." Apple Bloom muses. "I should probably talk to my parents about this. I don't want you to do this alone, and I don't want to get in trouble for this."

"That sounds like a good idea. Don't worry, they let me and Apple Bloom go to Pony con 2014 in Boston alone. And that was a plane ride away! I'm sure they will let us do this! We just have to check!" Sweet Belle adds.

"You're right, it would be terrible to do this alone. I think you girls should go now, before any major changes happen." I say, kind of distraught. "And make sure its a yes!"

"I think that is a good idea. Also, add that Miss Ch- I'm sorry, Miss Goldenrod is going through the same thing. Also, you should take pictures. I'm ready." Miss Cheerilee suggests.

"Can we take them from EVERY angle? You don't have to agree, just it would help show the ponifcation..." Apple bloom mutters.

"Everywhere EXCEPT my privates. I don't want someone to... ummm... welll..." Miss Cheerilee responds, the awkwardness palpable.

"Oh.. sorry. That was awkward."

"Let's just get this over with."

May 8 2020 07:52

"AAND, DONE!" Sweet Belle squeals. "Now we just have to print them out!"

"I'm glad. That took WAY too long." Miss Cheerilee mutters. "With any luck, they'll believe us. Now, I think it's time for you two to go."

"But who will keep Scootaloo company?"

"I will. He needs somepony with him for this. I don't want him to have to go through this alone like I did."

"And I can start using my DJ set I got for my birthday!" I say. "With headphones of course. Don't want to wake the neighbors." Looking at Cheerilee, I add with a smirk, "It comes with 2 pairs of headphones. You want to listen?"

"Of course. I at least want to see if that is actually your special talent. You've never DJed before, right?"

"Yep. It will be amazing or terrible."

"I'm going. Don't get lonely Scoots, ok?" Apple says as she goes to my mom's room to prepare.

"Me too!" Belle adds. She goes to the guest room, previously my father's.

"Will try"

May 8 2020 07:52

Apple Bloom's perspective

So I'm ready to leave. I have my pictures of Cheerilee, my cutie mark (Why is this on my checklist? Beats me.) and a shirt. Wait, I forgot pants. And underwear. I  must have forgotten that having no pants on and painting cutie marks on your flank is considered odd, even in the brony community. I shudder for a moment. How could I forget the ideas that sends? Then, I realise. I'm turning into a pony. Nudity is normal in pony society.

I guess I didn't realise it yesterday. I must of thought it was a dream. That realization hits me like a sack of bricks. Filled with depleted uranium. What happened to my home? What happened to Equestria?

Ok, I need to stop thinking about this. I have to talk with my parents about this. Poor Scoots. I put on my jeans and leave, having no words worth saying. I can't say I know the feeling, because I don't. Scratch that, I CAN'T. I can't know what it's like to have the only one parent care for you, while the other hates you for liking MLP. Then having your dad, the parent you can talk to, leave your life. Then, after much abuse by your mom, have her leave, threatening to send you to a mental hospital. And leaving just three days before your birthday.

Ouch.

Walking out into the street, I get no odd looks. That will end soon. I think to my self.

May 8 2020 07:55

Knock Knock.

"Who is it?" my dad asks.

"Its me Ap- Karina!" I reply.

"Come on in."

He calls for my mom, sits down, and gestures for me to do the same. I comply, and he asks me "You look troubled, Karina. What is the matter?"

"My friends and I are turning into pones." I say. Big what in three, two, one.

"WHAT!?" Everyone yells except for me.

"Hold on to your pones, let me explain."

May 8 2020 08:10

"O-Okay....." My dad says, totally confused. "You mentioned that Miss Goldenrod is going through the same thing, just a day ahead. Can we see the pictures?"

I show them the pictures. "Here they are. I have something else to show you when your done with those."

"O-Okay.... Something tells me you're not making this up. Like your hair. It looks like a pony's mane." My mom points out.

"I need to see that for my self." I walk into the bathroom. They weren't kidding. It looks just like a mane, extending so long. Hey, wait, is that a red hair? Apple Jack has red hair, I seem to be getting red hair. Oh sweet Celestia.

"We're done! Now, what did you wan't to show us?"

"A cutie mark."

"Well then."

May 8 2020 08:40

I just spent the last half hour disusing me staying with Scootaloo. You didn't miss much.

"On one hand, I don't wan't to have my little girl leave me. But on the other, I think your friend needs assistance." my dad says. A moment of consideration later, he adds "I made my choice." He looks at mom, she nods in agreement. He continues, "I'll let you do it. On one condition though."

"What is it?" I ask. I'm a little surprised I made it this far.

"That you'll still remember me and mom. No matter what happens. Promise?"

"I pinky promise."

My mom has a slight chuckle. "You don't have to."

"Thanks mom."

"No problem."

May 8 2020 08:55

Well that was easy. I'm glad of course, but it seems too easy. Like a writer wan'ted to get this over with. Oh well, it's better than it being too hard. Let me see, I have my clothes on, my backpack, the photos, tons of nuts and veggies (they wanted me to take them, even after I refused), $1,000 and brushes (tooth and hair). As I leave, I call out to my parents. "I'll come back after this is over. I promise!"

A/N: I skipped over SB's talk with her parents. Its almost exactly the same. If people REALLY want me to do it, I guess I will. I will tell you that SB's hair becomes pony colors first, instead of length first.

I feel the need to sprint over to Scoot's apartment. I don't know why, but I don't want many people seeing this. Oh, wait, I know: it's because I'm going to look like a pony soon. Why did I need to remind my self that this is odd? Oh wait, I'm about to run into a wall. A quick turn later and Scoot's apartment appears. I wonder what he was doing all this time.

May 8 2020 08:00

Scootaloo's perspective

"Well, they're gone." I say, failing so hard to hide my sadness.

"They'll be back. Why don't you try using the turntables?" Miss Cheerilee says, trying to help.

"Oh right! I almost forgot about that! How about I mix "Don't you worry Child" by SHM and "Sweet nothing" by Calvin Haris?"

"Both of those are from 7 years ago."

"I'm feeling nolgastic."

"Good enough reason"

May 8 2020 08:30

"So, how am I doing?" A sly smirk comes across my face. "I'm at least having fun,"

"Actually quite good, especially considering that you have never touched a turntable before." Miss Cheerilee says. "If DJ Pon3 is on earth you should do a collaboration with her."

"Well, that's one cutie mark confirmed. Now to test my scootering skills. I wonder why I got presents that fit my cutie marks. I don't care, it's just a bit too convenient"

"Take your little joy ride, purple eyed George"

"My eyes are purple?" I take a look in the mirror. I mean, she could be pulling my leg.

She wasn't.

"WHAT? Oh sweet celestia."

"Are you going to scooter?"

"Na, I'll get back to DJing."

May 8 2020 08:56

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but somepony is at the door. Did I just say somepony? I must be partying like it was 2014." I unplug my headphones (which auto pauses the music) and walk over to the door.

"I understand." Miss Cheerilee says, sad that I have to stop mixing.

Opening the door I see Apple Bloom. She says "Thanks for opening the door. Oh I see you have tried DJing. How did you like it?"

"I loved it! Thanks for asking!" I chirp.

"Did you try scootering?"

"No, I don't want to be seen with MOTHER BUCKING *PURPLE* eyes. Also, did you get hair extensions? They look so natural."

"Nope. My hair grew when I was talking to my parents. By the way, I CAN STAY WITH YOU!"

Shocked, I respond "Seriously? Like, forever?"

"YEP"

"Wow. Also, what is in your back pack?"

"Pony food, tooth and hair brushes and $1,000. I'm still amazed they believe me. I'm sorry your mother isn't so supporting. If that makes you feel better."

"Not really, but thanks for trying. Do you want to listen to my 8bit by Deadmau5 vs Maths (Orignal mix) by Deadmau5 mix?"

"Its really good!" Miss Cheerilee adds.

"I'll listen to it. But the newest song in the mix came out 7 years ago." Apple Bloom questions.

"Turning into ponies makes me feel nolgastic for when ponies were broadcast on sundays." I respond.

"You too?"

"I was about to ask you if you felt the same way."

May 8 2020 09:01

We're considering what songs to play next when Sweet Belle knocks the door.

"Can SOMEPONY please open the BUCKING DOOR? SOMEONE IS TRYING TO BUCKING RAPE ME!" She yells.

I rush to open the door.

I see Sweet Belle tied up in rope, running away from HIM. My Mom's former boyfriend. Just LOOKING at him is enough to give me nightmares. "I know you. Steven Blackheart. Sex offender."

He responds with a creepier-than-a-zombie-infested-abandoned-hospital grin on his face. "Multi-time sex offender. Did you even read my badge?"

Wait, he has a BADGE OF HONOR for raping people. I'm starting to think he's not even human. I notice Sweet Belle being pulled back. I get the knife. Wait, I should get the scissors. No, I shouldn't. They couldn't cut through the rope. "You are not going to add Sweet Belle to your list of victims!"

He pulls out a huge knife. "Two can play that game."

I lunge towards the rope connecting her to him, shouting "You Will Fall!".

He blocks my knife with his own. "I knew doing fencing in high school would pay off"

AB comes over holding the coffee table, attempting to smack him with it. "YOU WON'T TOUCH MY FRIEND IF I HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT IT!"

He doges, still keeping his calm demeanor. "Good thing you don't."

I use the moment while he doges to knock the knife out of his hand. I slash at the rope. It's doing damage but I can't get it all the way though. I manage to get 1/4 the way though before he pulls back and I hit SB in the arm. "OWWWW!" SB screams as my knife slashes her skin.

"So much for friendship being magic." He shouts as he lassos me.

"You're not taking us both!" I shout as I take another slash at SB's rope. I weaken the rope some more, but this time from a different angel.

Thankfully for me and SB, AB attacks with the table again. He doges, but Cheerilee hits him with her hooves, knocking him back and make him release the ropes. Unfortunately, he grabs them before we can escape. "You're getting away with nothing!" he yells at us as he kicks Cheerilee into the air.

"Take this!" AB shouts at SB while giving her a knife. She hacks at her rope some more, getting it to be 3/5 cut through before he picks her up.

"You're not getting away with this!" I say as I slash at his arm holding her. Dammit, I can't reach it any more. I slash at his chest in desperation. He hangs SB off the balcony. "SHIT."

"Now, if you cut her rope, she dies. I'm good at fighting aren't I?" He says, trying to keep his calm demeanor which is clearly fading. I see an opportunity to attack his chest. I take it, slicing a good cut on him.

"This isn't over yet." SB says with determination. She takes the chance to stab him in the back of the knee. He begins to lean forwards in pain. AB grabs her rope as he lets go.

"WHAT DID I SAY?"

"I can still win this." he says with weakness in his voice. I notice that he's trying to swing me over the railing. I hit his arm, stopping him from killing me.

"I'm calling the cops now. You're not getting away with this." AB says with strong determination in her voice. "Friendship doesn't break so easily now does it?"

"You won't, I won't let you." he says, grabbing SB's rope. SB and I slash the remainder of the rope away. SB lands a punch on him, knocking him out.

"Owwwww...."

"The police are on their way" Apple Bloom says. "I just hope we don't get convicted for salt."

Arc One: Ponification 4 "Bestiality, rape and jaywalking"

A/N: I cut didn't write the court room scene. I don't think I can do it well.

May 8 2020 11:30

"I'm glad that's over. We could have grown a tail in there!" I say, relieved.

"I don't think that would change much. I'm saying, just the SB incident was called Attempted Rape, Animal Abuse and Attempted Bestiality." Apple Bloom says.

"Sweet Belle, how are you holding up? I know how it is to get raped."

Everypony looks at me with that Why-didn't-you-tell-us-earlier look. "Huh?" Belle finally responds.

"You know that I already knew he was a sex offender? That's because he raped me. I didn't say anything because I thought he was dead. My mom said he jumped off a cliff into a river." I say with sorrow.

Everypony goes silent.  "Even if he was dead, it's better to talk about it rather than keep it bottled up inside. Doing that just lets the problem get worse. We're your friends. We don't want to see you suffer. Do you know what the best treatment for emotional scars is? Friends. Caring friends. We might be going though some major changes, but, in some way or another, friendship is still magic." SB articulately says.

"THE FEELS! SO MANY GOOD FEELS!" I say, verging on sobbing.

"Ummm, we just passed your apartment. We should turn around." Miss Cheerilee notes.

May 8 2020 11:36

I just spent the last 5 minutes crying. You would too if you found out that your friends have such sympathy for you. That you can just let it out, that you don't have to keep it all bottled up inside. That it wasn't your fault. I could be naked in the bucking ARCTIC and these feels would warm me right up. Sadly for hypothetical me, it wouldn't actually warm me up. Good thing that me is hypothetical.

"I love you girls." I mutter, having finally stopped crying.

"We love you too. It doesn't matter whether you are George or Scootaloo, we love you just the same"  AB says.

"I forgot something. Belle, did you get permission to stay with me? I don't want to get in trouble for having you at my place."

"Uh-huh! I would have brought food, but you know, being almost raped kind of mucks stuff up."

"Don't worry, I got a lot! Enough to feed all four of us for a month!" AB responds.

"I'm sorry that I'm interrupting, but can we watch the se5 finale? If it's real, then we should know what happened to us!" I add.

"Alright, I heard it was awful, but I'm willing to give it a shot. Especially if it will help." Miss Cheerilee muses.

"I have the blu ray right... Oops, I don't. Mom took the MLP stuff with her. Does anypony have a copy?"

"I do! I keep all of the episodes on my old PS Vita. As well as a HDMI converter. Never transferred it to something newer as no new episodes came out. It'll take just a minute!" AB responds.

"That's awfully convenient. Are they first broadcast versions?"

"Uh-huh! Derpy original! That way we know that any 'missing' bits is our imagination."

"Good. On an unrelated note, why did the judge add 'animal abuse' and 'attempted bestiality' to the list? We don't look that much like ponies right?"

Apple Bloom pauses. "You're right. If this was some kind of story, that smells of foreshadowing. IRL, I don't know. Pinkie Pie could help us there."

SB stops in place. "You're right. I guess I was too busy to notice. I'm glad it still counts as attempted rape as well."

May 8 2020 12:00

"Lauren faust's 'They all just explode and die' ending looks good after this. But where was the fight where Miss Cheerilee sticks a ruler up discord's eye?" A slight pause. "Wait. The only way I could be 'expecting' anything is if I've seen it before. Oh, Oh god, oh god, oh god. I have seen this before. I was there." Miss Cheerilee spoke, with an expression that one might have called "mind blown" and have that be an understatement. "My whole life was a lie."

"I remember Scootaloo getting off that ramp and hele-dropping the other CMC on to discord with sharp knives. Sadly, we lost." I let sink in what I just said. "Wait. I said WE lost. Are we them?"

"I wouldn't surprise me. He DID say he was turning you into them. But, then again, when did Discord ever tell the truth?"

"In SE 3 EP 10 'Keep Calm And Flutter On'. He technically still honored the promise in that fluttershy did not remove her element. How ever, he still beat her. Discords a bitch for exact words." AB says like she was reading it out of an encyclopedia.

"You can just call that up out of your head? I knew you were a super fan of FiM, but not THAT much of one." I say out of confusion. I believe I was speaking for everypony with that, because they all did a sigh of relief, like a weight was taken off their chest.

"You don't watch ten episodes a day? Now that I say that out loud, it does sound a bit obsessive."

"On an unrelated note, I'm writing a journal of what's happening. If we are actually turning into ponies, then we and the elements can sue the crap out of Hasbro and make our own company to make a new cartoon based on our stories. Then we can help new ponies find out what they should do. But, that's for later. Right now, we need to finish the transformation and find the elements."

"So we have a plan?" Miss Cheerilee asks.

"Yes, I think we do."

May 8 2020 12:30

"The chicken is done." I say over the commotion in my kitchen. I decided that the CMC should have an all meat lunch. If we are turning pony, the meat will taste horrible. Yes, I know it's not healthy, but it's better than it all going to waste.

"Good, the burgers are coming along nicely." SB responds.

"I have got the salad ready, Miss Cheerilee. Here it is." AB says, passing the food over.

"Umm, AB, that salad is ON FIRE. I'm getting the fire extinguisher." Miss Cheerilee says quickly, before running off to the fire extinguisher. She puts out the fire as well as made it so we are having frozen chicken for lunch. "did I ruin the chicken?"

"No, it hit a safe internal temperature. I'll re heat it after the pizza is reheated."

"I'm just going too be eating outside. Don't accidently kill your selves in there" Miss Cheerilee says as she leaves to go to the porch.

"You're saying that as you reveal yourself to people who know nothing of this, could throw you in jail, or maybe just shoot you. You do have furry legs and are walking on four legs now."

"Oh, maybe I should stay inside then. It would make it easier to stop you if you lit one of you on fire."

"Burgers done!" SB calls out.

May 8 2020 12:55

We finished cooking. It's a small miracle that everything is safe to eat, looks moderately appetizing (Not for long, I tell myself) and nopony got lit on fire. I look at the huge quantities of meat on our plates. If I knew we would become ponies, I would not have bought all this meat. "I might start disliking meat before tomorrow" I think to myself. I look back at the huge amount of food on my plate. "Second to last time I'll have meat and like it. Might as well enjoy it.". I dig in, along with the rest of the CMC.

May 8 2020 13:20

I am stuffed. To about 120% capacity. Really? Did I HAVE to use 20%? I must really be in a 'retro' mood. My hair is looking longer and more purple. Apple Bloom's hair is getting more red in it, Sweet Belle's eyes are getting green.

"So, we're becoming ponies. whoo hoo....." I dribble out, my sarcasm so strong it fills the room.

"Can this just hurry up please? Discord has already told us the climax. Can't we just get on with it?" AB mutters, with just as much enthusiasm.

"Am I the only one who wants this to go slower?"

"Yea, pretty much"

Arc One: Ponifcation 6 "Terror and Tattoos" INCOMPLETE

If there was any time to panic, it was then.

"Please be a lie, Please be a lie, Please be a lie," I muttered over my panicked breathing. Then I see the picture. That's my mom alright. Driven over with a tractor trailer. I zoom into her rear. Discord gave my mom a MLP: FiM cutie mark. "I get an entire new life and my mom is dead AGAIN! I don't even care anymore! BUCK THIS SHIT! I don't care about that 'ooh I'm a god you can't kill me' bullshit. I will KILL YOU Discord! Are you trying to depress me discord? I don't give a shit about your chaos Discord! You can try to chocolate rain on my parade, but guess what, Bitch. Look at all the bucks I give! I have friends. You can try your little mind games, but you only are giving me more power!" I said, rage over taking me.

Everypony looks at me with a combination of fear and amazement. Yea, I might have overdone it. But if it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing. "Let's handle this together.

Cancellation notice.

Due to terrible feedback/ me not wanting to write more, I have cancelled this story to work on Code: Pony exclusively. For the 8 people who liked it, I'm sorry.

I am publishing the (incomplete) final chapter of arc one, and releasing the planning docks.

I will keep this story up.

Arc One: Ponification 5 "Ahead of schedule"

A/N: I'm going to stop using the exact 5s/4 timeline here. Although, you probably guessed that, given the title and the last Authors note.

May 8 2020 13:30

Dammit, Discord. Are you just going to pop up in the middle of shit?

"Not always. You called me."

Do I have to mention that was discord? Well, I guess I did. "Say what you want to say and get out of my head."

"Such rudeness! I was just giving you what you want. You will be full pony by May 9 2020 00:01"

"Why would you be helpful like that?"

"You want more discord in less time! Also, all of your friends will undergo the same thing. Remember this date and time:May 9 2020 00:01"

"That's it? OK, now get out of my head."

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May 8 2020 13:31

"yawn." I say the onomatopoeia out loud. Actually yawning is not boring enough.

"HOW CAN YOU BE ALL LIKE 'YAWN' OVER THIS? WHAT THE BUCKING HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PONIES?" In such circumstances like these, the only choice is to facepalm. That no longer being an option, Miss Cheerilee facehoofed. "wow. I just said that. I don't even know any more."

"I think this is a bit fast. My hair is red now and I have a full length tail. And I didn't a minute ago." AB mentions with fear.

"Girls, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have a chicken wing" I mention, running into the kitchen.

I bite down on the best smelling piece. I don't think anypony will mind, given that they won't want it soon. That chicken flavor is just around the right note, the mus--- Forget anything I just said. This food tastes like murder. I can't throw it up fast enough. "THIS CHICKEN TASTES LIKE MURDER!"

"Does it taste like cannibalism too?" SB says over giggling.

"SHUT UP! SCOOTS IS NOT A CHICKEN!"

May 8 2020 13:40

"Everything has stopped now. Why does discord change our bodies in short bursts now? Oh right, Discord." I deadpan.

"I'm glad I can still use my hands." SB says as she looks at a news site. Then, SB becomes paralyzed with fear. "Nevermind. I wish I didn't have hands."

"What's wrong?" I look at the article. That is my biggest regret. I freeze when I see the headline.

"Elisabeth Darkhorse Committed Suicide Over Butt Tattoo"

My mom just committed suicide. I don't think you understand.