You wake up in the middle of the night as you feel that you have to pee. Damn, you should have gone before going to bed after all! Nothing you can do about that now, but to go do your business. As you crawl out of bed, you spot Spike, still lightly snoring, and Twilight, who’s deep in dreamland as well. Her mane is slightly messy, most likely from moving about in her sleep, but it makes her look even cuter than she normally is.

You just can’t help but stare at her. This is the first time you can really admire her without something coming up to ruin the moment. The moonlight shines right on her, making her seem so majestic. But is this the right thing to do? Can you honestly think of her as a cute girl, when you’re now basically one yourself?

Wait, did you just call yourself a cute girl? Yeah, this is starting to mess up your thought pattern badly. Still, you honestly do think that about Twilight, but somehow, you feel it’s wrong at the same time. This is so confusing. Heck, this entire thing is. You want to blow your cover and tell the truth, so that you can undo this entire mess, but at the same time you don’t as you fear that it will have bad consequences. It’s such a stupid dilemma that anyone else would probably call you a retard for letting it come to this, but if they were the ones going through this, you’d like to see them do it any better.

Your body makes itself known that it has to pee badly again, so you hurry up to the bathroom. Once you find it, you get in and go along your business. Same squatting model as the one inside your trailer, so ponies must use this type of toilet as the norm. After you’re done, you go about as quietly as possible to get back in your bed without waking up the others.

“Who?”

Jesus Christ! You nearly had a heart attack there! You look from where the sound originated from, and spot an owl sitting on a homemade perch. Oh, that must be Owlicious!

But, that thing quickly gives you the creeps when you realize he’s staring at you with his head turned halfway to the side. As Spike once said ‘Dude, that’s creepy’. Boy, was he ever right.

You shrug it off and crawl back into your bed, but the owl is still staring at you. Just ignore it, and go back to sleep.

It takes a while, since you honestly kept feeling stared at by him, but exhaustion overtook creepiness, so you fall back asleep.

***

You wake up again, feeling refreshed this time, and notice that it’s daytime. You also notice that your two housemates are already up, as both their beds, well bed and a basket, are empty. You simply toss your sheets over yours before heading downstairs, but not before looking once more if the creepy owl is still in the room. Turns out he is not, much to your enjoyment, so you head down.

The library seems empty, so you head to the kitchen. As you enter, you see Spike eating some sort of cereal, as Twilight is busy reading a book, most likely having eaten already, or so you think. So ponies do eat cereal!

As soon as she sees you, she closes the book, but giggles at you.

“Not a morning pony, I take it?”

You’re confused about that. Is it really that late already?

Twilight must have noticed your confusion as she responds.

“You might want to check a mirror.” She tells you in between giggles.

Luckily for you, there is a tiny one right here in the kitchen, so you step towards it to see what is so funny.

Oh. Yeah, you can see why she found it so funny. In an ironic twist from last night when you woke up and saw her mane all ruffled, yours is very much unkempt right now. Damn girly body! Or is that mare body? You never had this issue when you were a human.

“Um… I’ll be right back.” You mutter embarrassed as you try to fix this somehow.

“I can give you a hoof if you want.” Twilight responds, trying not to laugh out again, but you can still see the mirth in her eyes as you hear her snicker a bit more. Spike doesn’t even seem to acknowledge you, as he isn’t even bothering to look up as he just continues eating, so at least you’re spared from a tag team of giggles.

“No, don’t worry. I got this.” You try to get out of the room as fast as possible. You don’t know if this is your inner girl talking right now, but you honestly feel embarrassed, and more importantly, upset, that your mane is so messy.

“Really, it’s no problem.” Twilight got her snickering under control now, and seems really eager to help you.

With a sigh, you agree to let her help you, as you doubt you can convince her otherwise.

Going back up the stairs, she takes you to the bathroom where she proceeds to grab a brush with her magic.

“Turn around, please.”

You do just that, as you allow her to brush your mane. You hate it, as it’s so demeaning, but at the same time you love it. It feels so relaxing, and Twilight does seem like an expert on mane brushing. That’s quite the surprise though. She does seem to be one that cares more for books than looks. Guess you can’t judge a book by its cover.

Yeah, that was a bad pun, and you feel sorry for even thinking about it as you give yourself a mental slap.

“You’re awfully good at this.” You say ever so calmly, as you hold back a pleasurable sigh.

“You seem surprised?”

“Well… yeah.” You reply honestly.

“Gee thanks.” She fakes being upset for a few seconds. “Me and my old foalsitter Cadance, used to brush each other’s manes all the time. And sometimes, even princess Celestia allowed me to do it. So, I suppose you can say that I am used to brushing other ponies their manes.”

That explains a lot. You’re also surprised that she even brushed that wavy thing Celestia has for hair, but your inner thoughts about that mane, that it was in fact a living constellation, or a miniature solar system, seems to be shattered if Twilight came out of it unharmed. Yeah, your mind comes up with way too imaginative stuff at times.

Neither of you speaks as you just allow her to finish brushing your mane. You never understood why girls always seemed to fuzz so much about their hair until now. This feels so damn good, and you honestly want your mane to look good. It should upset you, or your masculinity should rear its ugly head and tell you that you shouldn’t want to look pretty, but right now you just don’t care. Twilight’s just like an expert on this, and if she wasn’t the element of magic, she’d have found her cutiemark in hairdressing it seems.

Soon enough, Twilight stops though, and you honestly feel that it’s over all too soon. It’s incredibly girly, and you don’t exactly know why, but you really liked getting pampered, and getting your mane brushed like that.

“There you go, all done.” She says ever so chipper as she places the hairbrush back to its original spot.

“Thank you, Twilight.”

“You’re very welcome. Now let’s get you some breakfast!”

You follow her back downstairs, and into the kitchen as she goes to work to collect you a breakfast. Spike however, is nowhere to be seen by now.

“Where’d Spike go?” you ask being way too curious for your own good.

“Oh, he’s most likely over at Rarity’s, or hanging out with the Cutiemark Crusaders. He’s been way too active these last weeks.”

That works for you. Spike’s still somewhat on your half like, half dislikes you list, so for now, maybe it’s for the better that he’s not around you as much. Speaking off, should you try the farmer or flyer today?

Well, that’s for later today. Firstly, you got to eat something, then try that book Twilight mentioned last night.

Twilight brings you a bowl filled with some sort of cereal. Or so you think. Turns out it is just oats. So much for your cereal theory it seems.

It does make you pause though. So far, everything you have eaten has either been fruit or vegetables, besides that cake, but that’s still the same food a human eats. Oats, especially dried ones, isn’t exactly something a normal human would eat or enjoy too much.

It’s with the greatest reluctance that you take a bite, and while it’s definitely not as good as the rest that you have eaten in this body so far, it still tastes rather okish. You still got some issues holding a spoon in your hoof, but you don’t want to be fed by Twilight again, nor do you want to shove your muzzle into the bowl like some hungry dog. You might look like an animal, but you won’t act like one.

“Hope this is ok? I have to go to the market later today.” Twilight asks you.

“Yeah, it’s good.” You respond. It really isn’t as bad as you expected, though you rather not make a habit out of eating this.

Still, you rather get your hands, or rather hooves, on that book.

“Twilight,” You start as you swallow the oats in your mouth. “Would it be possible for me to read that book you mentioned earlier.”

“I don’t see why not, but I really don’t understand why you want to see a foal’s book. Your magic is at a much higher level than theirs.”

Yeah, you figured that would come up, so luckily you thought up a solution to that question before.

“Trixie was thinking, that with her magic gone, that maybe it would be a good idea to start at the basics. Restart from there, and then proceed to a higher level each time.”

“Hmm, that’s not a bad idea actually Trixie. Though you can’t start yet, as I mentioned several times before by now.”

“I know, and I won’t use magic. I just like to get prepared already.”

It’s as good as a story as any, and it seems Twilight does believe you as she goes to the library, most likely to search for that book. You, for your part, pretty much wolf the rest of your oats down, before you follow after her.

As you enter the library section, you see Twilight on the other section looking for your book, but when you come closer she bends down to look at the lowest section.

Oh sweet Celestia! Like this, you are getting a glorious view of that ass! Does she even realize that she’s basically flaunting her plot right in your face? That firm ass, those ripe cheeks are pretty much right in your face as she’s looking over at the books titles. This ass, this glorious chubby ass was made for teasing, and she most likely doesn’t even realize that she is doing it.

“Let’s see here. How to paint a house with your friends? No. The history of Equestria: a griffon’s tale? Nope. Sea ponies: real or myth? Not this one either.”

She’s discarding the books she takes out with her magic left and right, as she keeps looking, but you don’t care right now. All you can do is stare at this picture of heaven in a trancelike state as you feel the blood rush to your cheeks. Too bad the tail is hiding the goods! But, what if you lower yourself? That way you can bypass her tail, and see the rest in all its glory!

Yeah, you’re a pervert right now, but you deserve a reward of some sorts for keeping up with this mess! That’s what you tell to yourself as you lower your body to the ground. Almost, but no cigar it seems! You’re still too far away from this angle, so you sneak closer as you try to not make a sound. What are you doing though? You’re basically acting like some dirty old pervert that preys on young girls. You should stop this!

But one more look at Twilight’s chubby plot makes you go right back to your sinister deed. Geez, you really are acting like a horny teenager right now. Maybe that’s a side effect of the spell as well? But you really need to stop this. What if she spots you?

You are about to, but Twilight moves slightly backwards to get a better view of her books, and bingo, the money shot! Like this, you can see her slit in all its glory! It’s somewhat puffy looking, but when you took a glance at your own on the first night you became Trixie, it was the same, so it must be the norm for pony vaginas. It looks tight, almost virginal as it’s barely open at all. Should be normal since she isn’t aroused, but your virgin theory might be right there too! You don’t know why, but that almost makes you euphoric with glee.

You can feel your tail is rising on its own again, so you know you are getting aroused. Crap, you shouldn’t have done this! Though, you can’t deny that a small part of you is happy that girls still turn you on. The last thing you want is for guys, or stallions for that matter, to look attractive in this body. You can do without that, that’s for sure!

What you wouldn’t give to dive right into that slit though! For some reason it is all you can think about, as if your brain has only one more goal in life. That being, eating out Twilight till she cums all over your snout!

Should you? She’d like that right? You should just jump her and feast on that slit till your drowning in her juices an…

“Trixie? Why are you on the floor?”

You snap out of it when you spot Twilight turned around, looking at you in confusion, with a book in her magical grip. Fuck! You were so lost in your inner debate about assaulting Twilight’s private area that you failed to notice that she turned around. Think of an excuse, fast!

“Trixie, um… was… also looking for the book?”

Yeah, that sure came out confident, you dunce, is the first thing that comes to mind right after. You fucked up, and you know it.

“You were looking for the book, by lying on the ground?”

“Yes… you see, you are bigger than me, so by doing this, I could see the bottom row of books through your legs…” You can feel a cold sweat drop running down from your face as you try to bullshit your way out of this.

“Trixie,” She starts and you fear a severe scolding or worse “no offence, but sometimes, you are weird.”

“Ah… yeah, ahahahaha.” A weak and fake laughter is all you can muster in response, as Twilight walks towards the couch, with the book held in her magical grip following her.

“Found your book by the way.” She says as she walks away from you, and you swallow the lump you didn’t know you were holding.

What the fuck was that, though? You aren’t a pervert! That’s not normal behavior for you at all! Neither was that panic attack last night! Goddammit, just how much has this spell gone messed you up? Also, does Twilight know? She doesn’t seem to be as chipper as earlier, and pretty much gave you the cold shoulder there. Should you apologize?

Yeah, that will go well over with her. ‘Hey, sorry I stared at your vagina, I won’t do it again’. Ugh, no way are you doing that. But, you don’t want her to be mad at you as well.

“Trixie, are you coming?”

You shake yourself from your inner dialogue, and go towards the alicorn waiting for you.

“Here you are, The Illustrated Guide to Magical Mishaps.”

“Thank you.” You respond as you grab the book from her levitation grip. Though, looking at the cover already fill you with dread. She wasn’t kidding when she said that it was a foal’s book, as it looks like a children’s picture book.

“I told you that it’s nothing special.” Twilight explains to you, as she must have seen the look on your face.

“Oh, don’t worry. It’s fine.” You respond. Truth be told, anything is good, as it might help you learn the basics of magic. Even if you don’t know how, this body does, so maybe there is some way for every unicorn to focus their magic by deep breaths and focusing the mind or something? Whatever the case, this might help you. Oh, but first you need to do something else. “Oh, and sorry about… you know.” Well, you officially screwed you over, but you can’t let that be. Better to finish it now, than to have to do it later when it’s worse and even more awkward.

“About what?” Twilight looks confused at you.

What? She didn’t know? Is she really that innocent that she had no idea that you were taking a look at her goods? Or does she want you to be more specific? Is that her way for getting back at you? Making it say out loud?

“Um… you know, lying on the floor when you looked for the book?” You mutter as silently as possible, as it’s so embarrassing now. You once again feel the blood rush to your cheeks, but for a different reason this time.

“Don’t worry about it. You just wanted to help find the book right?”

She really doesn’t know? Why does she seem so upset then?

“Twilight, why did you give me the cold shoulder back there?” You just ask her upfront now, as this is really making you so confused.

“Cold shoulder? Was I? I’m sorry if it seemed that way! It’s just that I need to do an inventory of the food that we need, so I sometimes get a bit upset when I’m running late. I’m really sorry!”

Oh… oh god. Now you feel like a monster. She really is that innocent, and you peeped on her like some dirty old pervert. You honestly can’t help it, and give her a hug, much to the confusion of the purple alicorn.

“Trixie, what are you doing?”

“Just showing you how glad I am that you’re willing to put up with me.” You reply, as you mean every word of it. At the same time, you take a vow that you will never do something like that every again. Spell gone wrong or not, you don’t want to feel like a sack of shit ever again!

“You don’t have to do that, but thank you all the same.” Twilight gives you a minor hug back, before letting go. You do the same as you feel that’s all you can do. “I got to say though Trixie, you really changed since last we met. Though, I suppose we never truly spoken to each other unless it was us two fighting.”

“Ah, yeah. Sorry about that.” You rub the back of your head sheepishly, as you don’t really know how to reply to that.

“Well, I’m glad we get the chance now. But first, I really need to start on that checklist. If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen.”

You nod to her as you turn and walk away. That was so awkward, but at the same time, it also felt like you somehow bonded a bit more with her. Still, you really need to know why you got so turned on by her plot. Well, turned on to the point that you lost all rational thinking. Panic attack last night, and now this? That’s really stuff that you can do without. And who’s to say what else might be wrong?

Ugh, worry about that later, and try that book first. Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky.

You take a seat on the coach, and open the book with your hooves. Sure enough, your initial idea of a children’s picture book seems to be correct, as you got an illustration of foals looking all kinds of happy when they’re using spells such as levitation, and using their magic to hold stuff.

Great, and here you thought this would benefit you somehow. Although flipping the next page, does seem to have some basic knowledge of how to use magic as it shows a step by step based guide, filled with illustrations with text next to it. Too bad that you’re not allowed to try this out yet, as it might bring you that much closer to getting home.

A sudden knock on the door interrupts your chance to start reading, so you call out to Twilight that someone knocked on the door.

“It’s probably some pony that’s here to check out a book.” She responds to you as she walks to the door. When she arrived, she opens the door and you can see a minty unicorn standing in front of it. Is that Lyra?

“Sup, Twi.” She nonchalantly greets the lavender mare.

“Oh hello Lyra, here for the next issue of the Mystical Mysteries in Modern Equestria?”

“You know it.”

“It’s been out for like a week already. I’m surprised you didn’t visit sooner.”

“Bonnie was rather busy this week when a big order came in from Manehatten, so I helped her out with it. It took us way longer than we both expected. No idea who orders two ton of candies for a wedding, but least the pay was good.”

“Two ton of candy?” you blubber out, as you overheard that last part.

“Oh, didn’t know you had visitors, Twi?”

“Allow me to introduce you two. Lyra, this is Trixie. Trixie, meet Lyra.”

“Oh, you’re the unicorn that tried to take over Ponyville.”

“Ah… yeah, sorry about that.”

“Eh, s’cool. Was interesting for a bit anyways.”

“You’re not mad?”

“Not really. You didn’t harm me or Bonnie, so you’re cool in my book.” Lyra suddenly comes closer to you. “Just don’t try to harm Bonnie, or we won’t be so cool.”

You gulp, as her eyes went from nice to evil in the flash of a second. Somehow, you know that she’d do terrible things to you, should you ever try to harm her ‘Bonnie’. Wait, Bonnie? As in Bon Bon?

“I’ll go get your book now.” Twilight interrupts, and you’re thankful she did. You’d always expected Lyra to be laid back, but that threat felt worse then when Rainbow and Applejack yelled at you.”

“So, just me being curious and all, but why’d you come back to Ponyville. Can’t really say ponies are thrilled to have you back… no offence.” Lyra suddenly asks.

“Um, I sort of lost my magic?” You mutter weakly as you feel upset again. She didn’t have to mention that last part though, as it makes you about to cry. Geez, just what is up with you that you overreact to everything?

“Oh bummer, happened to me once before. Eh, don’t worry about that, it’ll come back sooner or later.”

“You did? How’d you fix it? And how did you lose it in the first place?”

“I uh…over exercised helping Bonnie. As for fixing it, I just rested, and had Bonnie do the work for me. Just be lazy for a week and barely do anything yourself should fix it. Mind you, not that I abused it and made her do everything for me, but you sure miss magic as a ‘corn right?”

Over exercised? What the hell does that mean and why did that little pause seem so awkward? Also, if it just you, or does she have a really weird way of speaking. It almost seems sassy. Well, not like you ever heard her utter much on the show so it’s not like you can do a comparison with that, but you sure as hell didn’t expect Lyra to be like this.

Before you can ask her anything else, Twilight returns with a book held in a levitation grip and hands it over to Lyra, who grabs it in her own magical grip. Funny, you’re almost jealous of the two, as they make it seem so easy.

“Here you go, Lyra, the latest copy of Mystical Mysteries in Modern Equestria.”

“Thanks Twi! I’ll have this back to you in a few days. Catch you later, and good luck with the regaining of your magic Trix.”

Trix? You’re Trix now? Oh well, you decide to let that slide, as she doesn’t seem to have any grudge against you. At least one more pony in this town that doesn’t want to strangle you, unlike the rest.

“Have a nice day Lyra, and say hello to Bon Bon from me.”

“Will do!”

“Enjoy the human thing.”

As soon as the words left your mouth, you know you fucked up big time, as Lyra froze in the doorway. You let your guard drop for one second, and you flap out some stupid canon piece. Not to mention screwing yourself over. But wait, maybe you didn’t? You couldn’t seem to talk about yourself to Twilight at all, but somehow you could let the human part slip to Lyra? Maybe, just maybe, she is your ticket out of here?

But this silence is horrendous. It’s like she’s frozen in time, and when you glance over at Twilight, she seems…worried? Or is that scared? Just what is going o-

“YOU’RE A HUMIE?”

The sudden outburst was enough to make you flinch back in fear. Did she just say humie?

Within two seconds, Lyra has turned from the doorway to being right up your snout.

“YOU TOTALLY ARE, AREN’T YOU?”

What’s the heck is going on? Is that canon crap real after all? Wait, does that mean humans are known here? Maybe you got a ticket out of here after all!

“So, which one is your favorite?”

Favorite? Does she mean human? They got favorites know? Unless in some twisted joke played on you, they actually got their own cartoon show here about humans? Surely that can’t be true, right?

“Lyra, I think you’re coming on too strong for poor Trixie.”

“Oh, sorry Trix! It’s just been a while since I’ve seen another humie. Most ponies in town don’t read my stories. Too much action and fighting for them, you know! Bunch of lamo’s if you ask me, but you’re a fan, right?”

Did she just say stories? What stories? Isn’t Lyra supposed to be a musician? Wait, she’s writes stories now? What the hell is going on here?

You glance over at Twilight who is sighing? What the hell did you do?

“Um…” You honestly are at a loss for words, as you didn’t expect this development at all.

“Lyra, sorry to bother your interesting chat with Trixie here, but we’re supposed to do some stuff.”

You are? You glance over at Twilight again, an-… Oh, oh right, you get what she means when you see her expression.

“Yeah… You know… book stuff. Very important book stuff!”

Book stuff? That’s the best you can come up with?

“Oh, well s’cool. I’ll talk to you another time then Trix, but you better be ready for awesomeness then, humie!” She finishes while holding her hoof in front of her. Surely she isn’t?

She is… might as well do this.

You hold back a sigh as you do the same posture before she slams her hoof into yours. Your very first actual brohoof… with a ‘humie’ … you already miss that awkward one with Twilight.

However Lyra even knows about your species is a total mystery, but somehow you don’t even want to know, if she goes all mental like that!

“Sweet! Catch you later Trix! You too, Twi!”

You both say your goodbye’s as she actually leaves the library this time, and you can’t help but race at the door to slam it shut. What the hell was that?

“Trixie, please don’t tell me you’re going to go all Lyra on me?” Twilight eyes you with a weird look.

“No! I’m not a …humie. What’s a humie anyways?”

It works! You can relate your species in this way to her! And it seems she got some background on it, if she knows about them! Just got to play it cool and maybe you can bypass that magical block!

“Lyra’s apparently always has been…fanatic about mystical beings. Aliens from other worlds, she calls humans, or all kinds of other weird creatures she comes up with. It’s actually amazing how she makes up these mystical creatures on the spot and can make an entire story about it. I’d be jealous, if it wasn’t so farfetched at times. But these last few months she’s been even worse, and started writing books about those humans, or sometimes other creatures, getting into all kinds of adventures.”

“She’s a writer? Funny, I always thought she was a musician.”

“Oh she is, but lately she writes stories too. And while I hate to admit it, they’re really good. Why, if she wrote them about ponies, instead of her love for those weird beings, I’d dare say that she’d be the most popular writer in the action and sci-fi genre, possibly even beating Daring Do!”

Heh, figure that. You never expected that minty hyper pone to be any good at writing, but if anyone would know, it’s the pony that loves books.

“They’re that good, huh?”

“Well, I personally found them good. Most ponies in Ponyville haven’t even read them it seems, which is a shame for poor Lyra. But they’re selling really well in Manehatten and Las Pegasus, last I’ve heard.”

Maybe you should bother to read her stories, one day. Speaking off books though, maybe you should go back to your own.

“Out of curiosity, Trixie, How did you know about Lyra’s obsession with mystical beings?” Twilight interrupts you before you can move.

This is it! Just flap something out, and you can start your awkward way back home!

“I, uh, heard about it while coming into town! But how’d she come up with the term humie?”

“That’s what she calls her fans, and it seems they went with it. They also seem to be really energetic about Lyra’s creative mind, hence why I got worried there for a change.” Twilight laughs awkwardly. “Most are alright, but some of her more vocal fans…” She trails off, and you instantly know that’s a bad sign.

You really need to know what the hell kind of stories Lyra’s writing before you make this even more awkward. So much for that being your ticket out of here. You can’t help but let out an annoyed sigh. Every time you get a window of hope, something else shatters it five seconds later. Lyra’s over to top reaction was enough to make you flinch back, and for a second you expected her to shoot out spaghetti from her horn or something. You rather do without being called a ‘humie’, that’s for sure. Somehow, you doubt these stories did your species any proud either, if the writer is anything to go bye. And the last thing you need is for Twilight to think you’re some fanatical bro… wait, make that humie, that’s obsessed with her stories.

“You ok, Trixie?”

“Yes, I am.” You lie in response. Screw it, might as well go back to reading your magic book. “Well, that was an interesting visit, but I guess it’s time for me to go back to reading.”

“Hey, you made a friend at least.”

That does make you pause. Sure, Lyra’s didn’t hate your guts, that threat about her ‘Bonnie’ not withholding, but did you really just befriend Lyra? Just like that? Maybe there is some hope for your dumbass after all. If that is all it takes to befriend ponies, then you can try to work things out with Rainbow and Applejack as well. For all you know, you need the Elements of Harmony to get home anyways… God, you so hope that’s not true.

“Well, I’ll go work on that checklist now. Enjoy your book, but remember, no magic!”

“Yes, mom.” You fake being annoyed, as Twilight giggles at your response. One thing is for sure. You’ll sure miss that cute sound.

You head back to the couch and pick up your book. Time to finally read through this an-

Before you can even think about the end of that sentence, you hear another knock on the door. Now what? That better not be another crazy pony like Lyra.

You don’t even have to call Twilight this time, as she goes towards the door, though you can see her looking a tad annoyed. Boy, she really takes those checklists serious, does she? Better not say the word tardy or she might just explode or something. You watch as Twilight opens the door, and…

“Why, hello Twilight, dear. Could it be possible to speak to your house guest?” You hear the ever so elegant voice of Rarity ring out.

You close your book, again, and go towards the door, wondering why the white unicorn wants to see you.

“Me?” You ask, as you step outside the door. You can indeed see Rarity, holding what seems to be a back, and next to her, Fluttershy who actually isn’t scared of you at all, as she isn’t hiding behind her mane, or any of the other ponies, and even smiles at you. Least your ever so awkward visit seems to have worked it seems.

“Ah, there you are darling. Fluttershy here told me all about how you helped her, and since I do feel bad for your particular problem, I’ve come up with the perfect solution!”

“What would that be?”

“Why, the spa of course!” She says it ever so radiantly. “You need to relax, and become completely unstressed, so what better way to do so then at the spa?”

“The spa? Me?” Yeah, that frilly stuff really isn’t for you!

“Why, of course darling. Myself and dear Fluttershy hold a weekly soiree, if you can call it that, at the spa to relax and unwind from all the stress and hardships our works bring with it. Why not come with us then? My treat!”

“I really don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

“Oh nonsense darling. Aloe and Lotus are professionals and you’ll be absolutely gorgeous by the time they’re done with you.”

That’s what you’re afraid of. Spa visits aren’t for guys! They’re for girls, with mud masks, and sauna’s and god knows what else kind of crap. You don’t need some mud to help you relax!

“I think that’s a wonderful idea.” Twilight suddenly chimes in, and you can’t help but glare slightly at her. Traitor!

“See, even our royal highness agrees.”

“Rarity, please. You know I don’t like that.”

“Such a shame, dear. Why, if I was in your horseshoe’s, I’d be absolutely radiating an-“

A sudden cough from Fluttershy stops Rarity from continuing.

“Ah… yes. Just a little joke.” She laughs awkwardly, but within two seconds seems to go right back to a proper stance. “Now, as I was saying. We’d be absolutely thrilled to have you join us.”

Man, she’s about two seconds from begging you it seems, and Twilight seems to be pushing you to go with them as well. Maybe it might be helpful in the long run? Neither of the two seems to be on good terms with you just yet, though Fluttershy isn’t scared of you at all anymore. Rarity seems to have forgiven you before ‘you’ even set a hoof back into town it seems, and Twilight’s just been friendly with you from the beginning. Well, besides the awkward first meet.

Fine, you’ll go along with this thing. One of your many fucked up plans was to befriend these ponies anyways.

“To the spa it is.”

“Marvelous, darling! You won’t be sorry, I promise you that.”

This might not be so bad after all. Besides, how bad could a spa visit be?

Author's Note

Next chapter you go to the spa! Absolutely nothing will go wrong there!

PS: Sorry about the really long delay folks, but updates should be more sporadic from now on!