“What the hell am I going to do now?”

Here you are. Just released from jail in a body that’s not even your own. In a world that’s not even your own and you haven’t got the faintest idea on what to do or where to go next.

You need to somehow get in contact with Trixie, force her to undo all this. But considering you can’t even do magic, which to the best of your knowledge is the only way to even get ahold of her, it seems that you’ll be stuck like this for at least awhile longer.

The next logical step would be to go to someone …somepony else for help then, but who should you even go to?

Was Trixie always this powerful to begin with? You assume that snatching a body and swapping souls is at a very high magic level, not something just any unicorn can pull off. Trixie in the show seemed a slacker at best. Sure, she did some amazing magic in Magic Duel, but that was that entire alicorn amulet’s doing. So, how come she managed to use such, at least in your mind, powerful magic?

If this was indeed done by a powerful unicorn you’ll need to at least find somepony equally or more powerful to undo this mess. You are in Canterlot though, so maybe Celestia?

It seems the most likely choice. It’s relatively close, and even with your new body you could probably make it to the palace in an hour, maybe two considering you’re still a bit wobbly walking on hooves.

The hell would you tell her though? That you’re a being coming from a planet with is infested by violence and greed, and that you just happen to agree to switching bodies with one of her ponies because you thought it was all a dream? Even if you leave out all details from Earth and make up this grand fabricated story that your planet is like heaven, you got the distinct feeling that she’d find out you’re feeding her lies right away. You hate to admit it, but you have the worst poker face.

And that’s the best case scenario. Thoughts of Celestia shouting that she won’t allow another being coming from a world filled with chaos and mayhem in Equestria comes to mind. For all you know, she thinks you’re some second Discord who’s come to bring Armageddon upon the place! If she banished her own sister to the moon for a thousand years, what chance do you have? Your namesake most likely already got a criminal record to begin with so that’s not helping either.

That’s assuming you even get to talk to her. If the royal sisters are anything like the monarchs back on Earth, you’re not getting anywhere near them unless you’re some really important being like royalty or incredible rich.

Ugh, why couldn’t Trixie be friends with the mane six? They could easily fix this mess and …

Wait Twilight! That’s it! Why didn’t you think of that before? If anyone can fix this whole mess it’s got to be that purple egghead! The fact you can even meet the mane six is an added bonus. Pony body or not, the inner fan in you can’t help but get giddy at being able to meet them.

With a destination in mind, namely Ponyville, you still got another issue. How in the world are you supposed to move this thing? You doubt Trixie is strong enough to carry this trailer all the way from town to town, so that leaves the only logical answer for anything else in this world, that being magic. Something you don’t have at all.

No other choice but to get on this thing first. Maybe there is a driving mechanism of some sorts? They never actually showed just how Trixie got into Ponyville.

To your utter dismay you find out that there aren’t even any steps to get on this thing. How in the heck did she get on this? Climb?

You sigh, as you realize that’s what you have to do.

Getting up there proofs to be even more difficult as you suspected. Trying to get up there by using your front legs while you’re bend in a forty-five angle is proving to be quite allot harder then you’d hoped but you’re glad enough this angle isn’t painful in the least in this body.

You’re also quite glad this alleyway looks deserted because other ponies would for sure know something is wrong with this.

Even if they’d come up to you and ask if you needed help, it still would be hard enough to explain that you can’t climb your own trailer. They might think you’re hurt and drag you off to some clinic and lord knows what would happen then?

After another painful struggle which felt like hours but was most likely ten minutes at best you managed to crawl on there. You can’t help but get annoyed. If you were still a human you could have easily done that. Heck, at that height you could have just jumped on it. Damn this tiny body!

That was exhausting though. You didn’t exactly have the best condition in the world but your old self wouldn’t be knocked out from a bit of exercise.

Either Trixie was one lazy pony, fat by pony standards or you’re just too damn clumsy in this body. A final thought does come to you, that with this unicorn body, your body snatcher might have been using magic for absolutely everything. Meaning this body just isn’t used to manual labor of any kinds. Great, that’s yet another problem you have to take to mind.

Resting a bit, because screw this tired body, you do come to realize that there is no steering contraption that you had hoped there would be. The only thing actually present is a set of reins which just adds to your confusion. Did Trixie hire ponies to bring her from place to place?

Yeah, that seems unlikely. But still, why reins? You really, really doubt she does carry her own trailer from place to place, and considering you just experienced yourself how weak this body actually is in terms of strength, it just doesn’t seem psychically possible.

So, that really does mean magic is the answer. What, she conjures some equines to carry her trailer for her?

Annoyance fills you as you swat at the reins as if that would somehow make it move…only you’re shocked that the trailer actually moved a tiny bit?

“…”

What?

It feels like slow motion as you extend your front hoofs to the reins but you are indeed shocked that once you grab ahold of them the trailer slightly moved again.

No really, what?

You almost can’t make sense of this. Here you are, on a trailer, and all you have to do is work some reins to make it move? This world really makes no sense to you at all.

Testing the reins a bit more you’re quick to realize it works like a joystick of some sorts. Pulling the reins towards you makes it move forward and letting them slack slows it down.

You’re honestly glad you don’t have to abandon this trailer and walk all the way to Ponyville. Sure, it looks tiny, and most likely only has a bed of some sorts, but it has a roof and walls, more then you need for sleep and safety.

That makes you hold again.

…Safety?

Images of manticore and timberwolves come to mind. Oh god, you totally forgot this world has all these mystical beasts!

No, relax! Those things are only in the Everfree forest. As long as you stay clear from that you’ll be fine.

Though that does bring up another problem, how the hell are you supposed to get to Ponyville from here?

The train seems the most logical way as that does seem how the mane six always get to Canterlot but taking a brief glance at your mobile home makes you realize you aren’t getting that thing on a train in one piece. Unless magic can somehow shrink this thing, which might actually be possible considering everything else so far, you need to find another way.

Those airships you spotted earlier? They do seem awfully close to the castle so they’re most likely only for military transportation that leads to far and dangerous places in this world.

Well, damn. Now what?

You might as well move away from this alley before Sunny or some other pony still finds you here. You rather not have them become suspicious of you.

Grabbing the reins again is allot easier this time, and you soon find yourself traveling through this ghetto towards a higher plateau, the one that seems to be where the middle class inhabits Canterlot.

You soon find yourself traveling a long street filled with shops, houses and tiny restaurants, but the thing that fills you with curiosity is that you finally get a good long look at entire rows of ponies or to be more precise unicorns. You still haven’t seen a pegasus or earth pony. Canterlot or not, you’d have at least thought you would have seen one of either by now.

It’s still quite weird to you though. Here you are, traveling in a miniature horse capital while you’re now a miniature horse yourself. If someone told you this would happen a week ago, you’d have asked him to share that weed he was smoking. Yet here you are.

Most of these ponies pay you little to no attention though. An act you’re rather glad for. Better to keep a low profile till you reach Ponyville and hopefully there this entire mess can be undone so you can go back to your old life. It may not be the best, but it’s still yours!

Going further down this street proves that you have no freaking idea where what is though. You don’t even know the way through Canterlot itself, how are you supposed to get to Ponyville?

Only one way to do that, ask some of these ponies.

You do spot a patrol of four guards walking towards you, so why not try them?

As they come closer though, you can’t help but notice that they’re exactly the same. Wow, you always thought the animators got lazy and just copy pasted those guards but these guys are the exact same from snout to tail. So what, Quadruplets? Clones?

Frankly; you don’t care at this point, you got your own mess to deal with, and they’re almost past you! Speak now, wonder about magical clones later!

“Um, excuse me but …”

You can’t help but trail off. The moment you spoke they all stopped and stared at you. Those stares give you the creeps! You get it, they’re guards and all so they got to look menacing but with this entire mess that’s the last thing you need.

They do nothing though, just stare at you. Better don’t leave them standing before they detain you for some reason or the other!

“Could you tell me the way to Ponyville please?”

You’re honestly shocked when the first of the guards actually smiles at you, as if his look did a complete opposite in the split second between staring at you and you asking him directions.

“Sure thing Miss. Just keep going ahead and when you reach the end go right. You should find the way out of Canterlot there, you can’t miss it.”

He actually waves you goodbye as he and the rest of the squad start to walk away.

“Ah …thank you.”

The term flabbergasted comes to mind, that’s what you nearly did there. If all these ponies are nice enough, maybe you really should give Celestia another thought?

Nah! You rather try Twilight and the rest of the mane six.

You decide to go straight ahead like the guard told you and hope you can find this road he talked about. Sure enough at the end you can go left or right, the straight ahead path actually being the mountain sealing that way off, so you turn right and go that way.

As you arrive at your destination you do stop a bit to admire it. Whatever you were expecting, it sure wasn’t this! An entire road has been cut straight through the mountain and you can tell it runs downhill. You do notice there is allot of security in the form of guard ponies though, which puts you slightly on edge again.

With a gulp you go inside the mountain path but besides glaring at you they do nothing. Once you’re inside though you can’t help but admire it again. It’s big, too big for a tiny road, almost as if it was an actual highway sized path. It even has glowing lanterns, magic most likely, but it lights up the place all the same. Going forward you’re quick to notice the road keeps turning and twisting in a spiral like form going downwards. You get it! It goes all the way down to the base of the mountain.

But still, whenever you reach another lower part there is a guard’s booth actually cut inside the mountain. This can’t be normal security right? You had no idea Canterlot was this well-guarded, or even had the need for it but you suppose having changelings invade has upped it loads.

It feels like hours and most likely has been as you’re not exactly going fast on this thing but by the tenth turn you can see light in the distance. The end of the tunnel must be close! Still, you saw very little traffic, if you can call it that, throughout this path. You assume most ponies visit Canterlot by train but then again, this does look new. By far the most ponies you saw were guards inside those booths. You did peek inside one and noticed a group of them playing some sort of card game so you can’t exactly say the security is that strict but every other booth did have the typical same looking guard looking stern at everything even remotely coming close.

The strangest was this final part though. While the rest of the mountain road looked nice and smoothly made, this section looks damaged and cracked. Not bad enough that you fear it might collapse but still not nice looking at all. It almost seems as if they got lazy and just used dynamite to finish the job.

The security seems tighter here as well as you notice a small squad present here doing something to the pony trying to enter on the other side. Getting closer you notice he’s being hit by a light source? It looks like a scan of some sorts. You’re actually too focused on that pony that you actually yelp in surprise when the same thing happens to you. The guard holding a weird looking orb, which you assume is the source of this scan like thing, instantly eyes you. You recognize that look! It’s one of wary trying to confirm if you’re a threat!

Oh crap!

Just relax. He has no way of knowing. Just play innocent and work your way through this.

“Is something wrong, officer?”

The moment you ask it, you wonder if a guard even qualifies as an officer, but all he does is use that orb thingy on you while his stern look slightly relaxes. Good, you got him of your back!

“Just doing the usual safety procedures miss, we can’t be too safe these days”

No seriously, was this place always on such high alert? You never saw any of this on the show.

“Oh, any reason?”

You are an idiot! It slipped from your mind before you realized it, but straight up curiously got the better of you it seems.

The guard does look at you wary again, but the orb makes a small ping song at that moment and he relaxes before putting it away.

“Past events and all not enough for you, miss?”

What past events? Something must have happened, but right now you don’t care too much. You are about two seconds from screwing this up and being detained. You need to get out of here!

“Oh, right, how silly of me.”

That’s the best you got? My god, you need to work on this. He does seem to leave you alone and goes to the pony coming behind you, meaning you somehow passed whatever the scan did.

Worry about that later, move now!

And that’s exactly what you do. As you travel away from Canterlot you can’t help but think about what that was all about. You also reflect on today’s near mishaps about outing yourself as a fake. Can you even consider yourself a fake? You are definitely in a pony body so even if you act weird they can’t know what happened or what you truly are. Still, maybe it would be better to pretend that you are the actual Trixie for now till you reach Ponyville? You never know who or what you might run across to next.

But it seems nothing is using this path at all. You’re actually worried you’re not going the right way but it seems to be the only path, the rest being open fields or woods. The path also seems new, and just like the tunnel, besides that one part near the exit, well taken care off.

As you travel you notice the sun and you come to realize that’s actually Celestia controlling it. It boggles your mind how a being the size of a horse can control something as big as an actual sun. Then again, a tinier version switched bodies with yours and you’re now an actual talking pony.

You soon find yourself on a crossroad but luckily for you there are signposts showing you which direction leads to where. Ponyville seems to be straight ahead so that’s the road you’re taking.

You’re soon faced with a problem though. The sun is now going down rapidly, definitely faster than the sun on Earth ever did.

You doubt it’s a good idea to walk into Ponyville after dark. Twilight will most likely still be awake but explaining all this to her might be better when she’s fresh, not all tired from an entire day of whatever ponies do when this world doesn’t need saving.

And that’s when you feel another few issues coming over you. An entire day of being on edge out of fear of what happened to you, bustling with adrenaline hoping you don’t get caught and as much as you hate to admit it, even a tad excited with this world, now all come crashing down on you hard.

You’re tired, exhausted even. That dreamlike state the entire week gave you little rest to begin with and you got little actual sleep in that cell.

Your stomach also makes it clear that you need food, badly. And that worries you again. What can you eat now, vegetables and plants? No way are you going to eat a plant, no matter how hungry you are. But you doubt these hoofs can make something like a sandwich without the use of magic. Dumb body!

But there is an even bigger issue, one you don’t even want to have but it is there all the same.

You need to use the bathroom. A thought that makes you so scared you can’t help but speak out loud.

“Fuck my life.”

Author's Note

Foreshadowing, foreshadowing everywhere!

A little plot building to add to your already messed up day!

Still no proofreader though so once again I apologize for any big spelling errors and the likes