Stolen Away

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Mathias Duquet

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I opened my eyes, only to be faced by the bane of anybody waking up; the sun. I raised my arm to block that unholy light, only to be ticked by something attached to my arm. Grass... wait, are we outside? They failed!? Hurray~! I rolled on my belly, allowing me to look at the ground instead of the bright sky.

I looked at the ground and tried to stand up, but the slight pain coming from the movement of my limbs only led me to cease any action. I just stayed on the ground, laying my head on my side. I had some stuff below my eyes, but just shrugged it off as dirt. I stayed there for a good five minutes before feeling a weird, but good feeling. I never knew laying on grass could feel so... good.

However, I was getting tired of staying at the same place, even though the feeling was nice. In one movement, without thinking twice, I jumped up on my legs. Haha, my mind has nothing on me... wait, my center of equilibrium feels weird. I could feel my legs giving under me. I fell forward and landed on my arms, which were mysteriously the same length at my legs.

Wait, biologically speaking, that’s impossible. I finally looked at my arm and saw that my normally peach colored skin was now a shade of pink. At first I thought it was an optical illusion caused by a shadow cast on my arm, but looking between my arms showed me that my legs had the same shade in color, yet the shadows were different. Maybe what they tried worked after all.

I looked around and saw a conveniently placed water puddle for me to look in. I moved my arm and legs in a rhythmic fashion, trying to keep my face off the ground. After reaching the target, located a mere 4 meters away, I finally got a glimpse of myself... or something else entirely.

What I saw in the puddle was something that could have came from a kid show. I was literally a pink pony. My manliness... is about... about... gone. I stared at the water, trying to process everything that is going through my mind. Instead of falling into insanity, I’ve decided to process this as ‘normal’ and managed to dodge the death of my consciousness.

Okay, this is not bad. Nothing worse can happen, right? I looked at my(?) reflection and decided to analyze it instead of refusing it. Okay... I still have my blue eyes, but I look so... different. That’s when I saw some dark spots sprouting around my eye. Wait... is my eye turning into a black eye. D*MN YOU SCOTT, even in my dream and/or my new life, you leave a mark on me... where is he now?

I looked around and saw that I was alone. Looks like I am alone in this forest. I’m still saying, for my mental record, that I still think that this is a dream or a hallucination. I looked at my legs and wondered how I walked to this puddle. Okay, remember your dog, remember that horse you saw few times and remember your little brother. They are all quadrupeds. What can I learn from their walking pattern? I simply closed my eyes and let my body do its job.

Leaving my eyes closed, I started walking into a random direction. Okay, let’s analyze my movements. Front right, back left, front left, back right... it makes a sideway hourglass symbol. I continued to walk, trying to apply what I’ve analyze, only to feel a pain under my hoof. I started to jump, my eyes opening to see that I’ve stepped on some spiky flower.

I jumped on my back hooves, holding my injured hoof. I accidentally moved forward, only to trip over something on the ground. “Criss de tabarnak, just my d*mn f*cking luck!” I shouted while placing my hooves on the ground, lifting my injury. I swear, god... or whoever is taking care of this damn place is having it’s share of fun against myel.

Suddenly, I stopped, my eyes growing wide. My mind suddenly decided to do some math and realized something important. My voice sounded high pitched, my ‘fur’ is pink and, something that I’ve just remembered, I had long hair. By combining all those thing, I established a theory on what happened to me. To be sure of my guess, I’ve decided to look far off between my legs. What I saw was something that I’ve never seen anywhere except my computer.

I was stuck into a mindless daze. The idea of all this being a dream was flashing in bright red inside my head. I mean, how can this be real life? My friends disappeared, my body changed and I literally became somebody new. What kind of twisted mindfuck my brain is making me go through. Is it angry because I forced myself to stop drinking redbull or may-...

A little girl’s voice stirred me out of my mind, leaving me in a state between crazy and sane. “Mathias?” I looked around for the source of the voice, only to see that it was coming from the thing I tripped on. It was a pink furball with a face... or a smaller horse. Then, with a defeated voice, she said, “Buck me.”

I was confused by the last statement, but more by the first. “How... do you know my name... Oh, right. I’m in a dream, everybody knows my name.” I stated, still oblivious to everything.

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Daniel Picard

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Grr, who the hell decided it would be such a good idea to kick me on the side? Not that it made much of a difference considering that my body was aching overall, including my head which decided to drink too much iced cappuccino while my brain was on vacation, but that still wasn’t very nice.

Said brain finally finished rebooting at a speed that made Windows look like Sonic when I heard a rather colorful expletive “Criss de tabarnak, just my d*mn f*cking luck!” With the functionalities of brain.os back, I recovered memories I would have prefered to have lost from the swap. For once in my life I wished I was actually drunk. Because being reminded that I was captured by Changelings and then went through a failed offensive because Scotty tripped, was so much more coherent than any drunk story. We should have left him in Engineering, I do not like being used as a red shirt.

In any case, that voice could only belong to the other Quebecer of our little group so I decided to let him know that I was awake even if I did not feel like opening my eyes yet. But the sound that resonated wasn’t my voice, “Mathias?” The voice was both of a high pitch and soft, almost like the one of a... girl...

Considering that the chances of someone deciding to say the same thing as me at the exact time while I was mute was close to none (then again, I seemed I had a lot of the bad kind of luck). This could only mean that the voice came from... me.

This weird realization made me quickly open my eyes, only to be met by the blinding light of the Sun. This was just my luck... Thankfully, my eyes adjusted quickly enough for my vision to return to normal. Or more precisely as normal it could be considering the blaring pink spot on the bottom of my vision. Oh no! Please don’t be what I think it is. I first tried to move my fingers on my right hand to invalidate my crazy hypothesis, but lack of response didn’t augur anything good. This time I tried to move the whole arm just in case it was asleep like the last couple of times. Unfortunately, the movement worked and brought a pink appendage in front of my eyes. A furry pink appendage ending in a hoof.

“Buck me.” It seemed strangely appropriated to say a ponified curse considering what I just discovered, though the sound of a girl saying those words in shock sounded really weird. I read too many Human in Equestria fics to ignore that my body had changed into the shape of a pony, female at that. Considering what the changeling leader had said about the anchor, that meant that I was stuck in Equestria, with them able to find us. Great, I’m living the dream of so many Bronies at the moment, I wonder how much they’d like the gender swap though... Or being captured by Changelings.

The voice from before grab back my attention, “How... do you know my name... Oh, right. I’m in a dream, everybody knows my name.” This time around though, I notice that the voice is female. How did I manage not to notice that the first time around? Oh well, at least I’m not the only who have exchanged an important part of his anatomy. I should probably keep using the male gender to refer to Mathias though, out of respect.

On the other hand, I did not like the significance of his second sentence, so I decided to try to bring my fellow Quebecer to reality (no matter how weird it was), “It me Picard, Mr. Spock. It seem we had a teleportation error.” I tried my best to move my head until I could see my companion and I was quite shocked at what I saw, “Oh my! You are a rather big pink pony.” Was he bigger than normal or was it me that was smaller? Knowing my current luck, it was probably the latter. I was now officially a pink pony filly. Buck me indeed.

“Are you calling me fat, Picard? ‘Cause I’ll let you know that teleportation is bad for your health. You look like you shrunk down. HAH!” It seem that someone have a problem with his weight, not that I have any idea what was normal for our new form. From what I could tell, Mathias had neither a horn (which was probably a good thing considering his current emotional state) or wings so he was an earth pony. It might be a good idea not to voluntary insult him while I was so close to him. At least it wasn’t James... I really didn’t want to see him with extra strength. Also, I noticed that he was wearing a black pendant around his neck. The front part of it alternated between black cylinders and small blue gems. In the middle, there was a silver dolphin with a darker blue gem in the place of its eye. If the gems were real, that pendant must be worth a fortune. Or not that much considering that gems are abundant in Equestria. “Sorry, I’m going bat-shit crazy. Luckily for me, I’m in a dream and you’re a figment of my imagination.” Unfortunately, it seemed that my last reference to Star Trek wasn’t enough to make him snap out of it,

“Sorry Neo, but you are no longer in the Matrix. You took the red pill.” Hopefully this time it will work. Sometimes, I wish that people would react more like I do. I mean, I get that waking up as a pink female pony might ruin your day, but you need priorities. For example, panicking in a big scary forest wasn’t the best of ideas; you should wait that you are relatively safe first to do so. At least we didn’t wake up in the Everfree forest being pursued by either timberwolves or a manticore; that would have been unfortunate.

I was about to try to stand up when he gave an answer that made me facepalm, (facehoof? I wonder if I should start to try to ponify my terminology). “I’m sorry, but I’ve never watched the Matrix. Is the blue pill really viagra?” Okay, he might be a lost cause. I decided to ignore him at the moment and finally stand on my four legs, but I made the mistake of concentrating my weight on by back legs like I usually did. Obviously they flinched and I tripped forward, head first right into Mr. I am Dreaming.

My head welcomed his front legs, my mouth let out a cute ‘Ouch’ at the same time. This voice will take awhile to get used to. Actually, that impact might just be the way to finally convince him of the unfortunate truth of the situation. “You do know that you can’t get hurt in a dream?”

“Yeah... so? I didn’t get hurt. You’re too small to even hurt me. You got hurt more than me on this one.” Ok, now SHE (I tried to stay polite pal, but I had enough of your stubbornness) is getting on my nerves. We don’t have all day. Especially considering that we don’t even know where we are...

“Oh, so that cute string of words had nothing to do with tripping on me, MOMMY?”

“Well......” The good news is that I seemed to successfully convince her that she wasn’t a dreaming. The bad news is that I think I broke her if her big frozen wide eyes were of any indication. Or the drool coming from her mouth dropping right... under... her...

I lost no time jumping backwards to keep a safe distance from the uncouth liquid the buzzing of my wings propelling me faster than i could normally. Thankfully, I managed to react quickly enough to avoid a single drop and I even managed to stay up! Yay!

“The theorem of pizza only uses three potatoes compared to french fries. Sadly, the neutral particle of popcorn has 1- electron, thus exploding the milky way into chocolate rain. Wait, if you add ice cream, I just cured cancer.” Discord would have been proud of her madness. She was a little too broken at the moment. Maybe I should leave her some time to recover and check the rest of my body. After all, I only knew that I was a filly with a pink coat so far. Wait a second, the buzzing of my wings?

I rotated my head to have a better view of my ‘lower’ body. I have so say that it felt weird to move it considering the considerable increased length and flexibility of my neck. Behind me, I noticed a rather long messy tail bearing the colors red and yellow in an equal amount. But the most important feature for me was the two feathery pink appendage on both of my side. I totally did not react like the filly I looked like.

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Mathias Duquet

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My mind was a rubix cube and I was the only one that could solve it. Naturally, there was no internet and the rubix cube was 100x100x100 with a memory on each squares. Thus, I didn’t know what color or what memory went together. Well, this time, my reality couldn’t have been more shattered.

I took the cube, which was, mysteriously enough, small for its amount of squares, and threw it in the distance. Is there a way to go back to reality or am I going to be stuck in my mind for eternity. Not that I am complaining or anything, but I’m starting to feel a presence near me.

I stood up and realized that I was back as a human. I turned around to look at the nothingness of my head, only to face a wall with my shadow on it. To my surprise, it became bigger and bigger, becoming almost three times my height. As it grew bigger, I melted into my new pink pony body. When the transformation was complete, the shadow walked out of the wall.

“Would you look at that. And you call yourself a man, pink horse. All I can see is a piece of shit stained with blood.” It said, hurting me inside. The comparison made me cringe.

“Who... what are you?” I asked, unsure. I knew that I was in my mind, but I didn’t know what would happen if I died inside myself. The monster laughed, crouching to look me in the eyes.

“I’m your yin, I’m your black, I’m your masculinity... I’m part of who you are... or were.” He said in his demonic voice. I started to back off. Wait, don’t tell me that I’m mad at myself for turning into a pink female pony. s’ not even my fault.

“Look, don’t get me wrong, I liked living here. It was cozy, clean and you were intelligent enough to keep away from drugs. Sadly, you decided that you wanted to get rid of me. Don’t say crap like ‘Oh, it’s not even my fault.’” He imitated my new voice at 100%. This guy... me... I’m starting to creep myself out. “YOU are the pink horse and YOU fired ME from MY JOB!” He shouted, each words stabbing me like a searing hot knife.

“Uhh... I never ‘fired’ you... I only became a female. It’s not like I’m renouncing to my bad side or anything.” I said, confused. He shook his head with a ‘tsk tsk; sound. He stood up and started walking away.

“Oh really? Looks like you don’t do your homework properly.” He snapped his fingers, making a scroll and a pair of black rimmed glasses appear in his hand. After placing them on his face, he started to read.

“Ahem, as a new member of the Pony race, said newcomer must follow strict rules, such as reducing the amount of pain, hate, anger or anything related to their ‘dark side’.” The scroll disappeared and he crushed the glasses in his hand. So, cancel the evil side and cancel masculinity... yup, you’re pretty much useless here.

“Yeaaah... that’s a bit awkward. You have good reasons to be mad at me, but only one problem... it’s not my fault.” I stated. His face turned red with anger as I started to back off. I could tell this was not going to end well. I turned around and started to run away, only for a wall to appear in front of me. I looked around and saw that we were in a big arena.

“I don’t give a shit anymore, it’s either you or me, pony.” He said before ramming into me. I sadly took the hit, my reflex not quick enough to anticipate the shock. I hit the wall flat as I felt some of my bones breaking. WHAT THE F*CK!?!?

I saw him, right in front of me, holding a gun. My eyes grew wide as I was waiting for the death of my soul. Suddenly, an invisible force pushed him back to the other side of the arena. I opened my eyes and saw a light ball floating in front of me.

“You are in your mind. You can do whatever you want.” It said. Before I could respond, the ball disappeared, leaving me with the angry man. Anything... I want? I started to smile from ear to ear. Anything...

I stood up at the same time as the one that I will now call Nega. He looked at me with anger and confusion. “HOW DARE YOU! YOU WILL DIE!!!” He shouted before running at me. I closed my eyes and concentrated.

“Gate of Opening... OPEN!” I said while opening my eyes. I felt the energy surging all around my body as my blood started flowing even faster than normal. I started to charge him with all of my speed. Right before we went face to face, however, I used my newfound speed to jump over him and buck him meters away.

I turned around quickly and grinned evilly. “Gate of Healing... OPEN!” I shouted. I started running as quick as possible, allowing me to get behind him while he was still in midair. Wow, I’m fast. No wonder Rock Lee is that badass. I headbutted his back and made him fly straight up for at least five meters.

I can’t believe it’s working! I closed my eyes for I knew was the last time. “Gate of Life... OPEN!” I could feel the energy flow all around me and inside me. I opened my eyes and saw that my fur was a mix of red and pink. Well, looks like my blood flow is increasing even more.

When he landed on me, I stood on my front hooves and pushed up with all my strength. I started throwing kick after kick simultaneously, traveling higher into the air. When I was at least 20 meters in the sky, I grabbed him using my four legs. “Eight Gates - Advanced Lotus.” I started rotating with him in my grasp until we reached a higher G force. Using that force and gravity, we collided on the floor like missile, his head hitting the ground and me jumping off at the last second. His body fell limp on the floor.

Before he woke up, however, I decided to take a chance to get rid of him. “Kage Bushin no Jutsu!” (Multi Shadowclone Jutsu). In a square formation around the fallen body, three clones of me appeared. They all stomped their hooves into the ground, shouting their techniques. Red chains appeared on Nega’s body,  locking him on the floor.

It was my turn to stomp. “Fuinjitsu - Benihisago Sealing Technique.” I used my mind to create an item to seal him in. Instead of a specific item, I just thought ‘Anything will do.’ In front of me appeared an item, but I didn’t take the time to look at it. The item sucked the limp body inside itself, leaving only the clothes. Well, at least the speed of the sealing was enough to blur his parts.

I finally opened my eyes and saw, right in front of my muzzle, a barbie doll with dark hair and red skin. Did I really sealed my dark side in a girl doll? Oh my god, I sure hope that he never escapes from there. He’ll kill me. I looked around and saw my clones disappearing. Looks like this fight is finally over.

Suddenly, the glowing ball returned. I backed off in surprise as it changed into a human form. When the light faded, my eyes beheld a very cute woman. She had long blond hair and blue eyes. It took me awhile to realize that she was actually me, if I were female.

“You did it. As long as he was alive, I was locked inside that stupid sphere. Now that you...” She looked at the doll and giggled. “...sealed that corrupted man inside that Barbie.... Barbe* doll, I’ll be able to take back your body. It’s going to take some time to regain that lost balance, but don’t worry, you will be fine.” I was going to say something else, but it’s like if she read my mind. “Yes, because you lost part of your male side, you will act more like a female. I wouldn’t bother, because it fits your character more.”

She raised her arm and I felt my body lifted into the air. With one last smile, she closed her hand and I felt heat going through my body. “Good luck, pony. You will need it. And I’ll make it so you will not faint like this again. I don’t want you to be in danger because of this.” She said before fading into darkness.

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I opened my eyes and cleaned the side of my mouth. Wait, is that... drool? Eww. I shook my arm by reflex, trying to remove the liquid. Seeing that it was not going to be removed easily, I cleaned it using the grass on the ground.

I heard a voice near me. “Yes yes yes yes yes!!!” I turned my head and saw a little pink furball jumping around with her little wings buzzing around. I stared at her until I realized she didn’t know that I was no longer unconscious.

“Uhh... Daniel? Are you... okay?” I asked her. After few attempts, she finally stopped and listened to me. She looked at me, obviously embarrassed.

“Eh... Yes...” She stated, looking at the ground. I stood up, slowly walked near her and rubbed her head with my hoof.

“Why were you saying yes over and over again?” I asked her.

“Oh, hmm.... I noticed that I had wings. I might have gotten a little too excited...” She looked around the forest. “We should get out of the forest... I might have attracted undesirable creatures...” She said, sounding scared. I looked at her and smiled.

“Aww, are you scared? I thought you would be more courageous than that.” I taunted.

“Right, and you happen to be an expert on Equestria creatures? After all, dragons, manticores and timberwolves are nothing to be scared about...” I stared at her. Did she said... dragons? Nah, she can’t be serious.

“Okay. You are telling me that there are fire breathing dragons, a lion scorpion mythological creature and wolves made out of wood?” I said in a silly voice, like if she was imagining things.

“Yep. Let not forget the god of chaos and disharmony, changelings and... parasprites. So... could we get away while Murphy is still busy?” I stared at her, but was still confused at her new names.

“Wait, gods? Parasprites? What t-” I asked before being cut by the little filly.

She started to look around, nervous. “Let.. let just get out of here before we meet the neighborhood... You saw what the changelings could do? The others would just be a lot worse!” She started to push me toward my bag, staying stuck to my leg. Wow, she is reaaally scared. I wonder why... did she see one of those creatures? I wondered.

I grabbed my bag, placing the iPod and the clothes inside. After placing it on my back, I saw something small and black on the floor. “Hey my phone!” She grabbed it with her mouth, but when she realized that she had no pockets, she looked at me.

I grabbed the device with my mouth from her mouth, making me feel a bit weird, and placed it in my pack. “Since you don’t have any pockets, I guess I can take care of it.” I looked around and I wondered where to go. “I don’t think you know where to go, right?”

“No, but going straight foward have to get us out of the forest.” I shrugged at her logic. I knew that staying there wouldn’t be better anyway. I pointed in a random direction and started walking this way, the filly glued to my leg. I guess I should get used to it.

Suddenly, my mind stopped to a halt. If all of this isn’t a dream, then I really am naked in the middle of a forest right beside a young one. “Uhh… I just realized I am naked.” I started crouching into a small ball, trying to hide what was already hidden.

She froze beside me, looking at her body, then mine. She blushed red on her pink fur. ”Why did you need to remind me that ponies stay naked for most part…” We both stared at each other, our faces redder than ever.

I’ve decided to bring my VSauce logic in this conversation. “Because of social norms, what controls our actions most of the time, tells us that clothing is normal. God dammit, we’re naked with no clothes. What are we going to do? My… thing is out in the open.” I turned so the front of my body face the little filly. I wanted my back to be far from her.

“Let just pretend that the fur covering us is some kind of… pyjama?”She moved her head to look at my tail. ”As for the other thing, I think that your tail kind of hide that part most of the time…” She said, her face becoming pink again. I nodded, a bit sick.

“I’m just gonna forget this conversation and my social norms. Let’s just walk.” I said, trying to forget that clothes even existed.

She muttered something that i heard easily using my new pony ears. ”I wish it were that simple.” She continued to walk beside me, still sticking to my leg. She thinks that I’m gonna be able to protect her from all those monsters., but I’m almost as weak as her.

As we were walking, she moved onto my front leg and started talking in a really low voice. ”You don’t have much to worry about Discord, the spirit of chaos and disharmony, he should still be sealed away  considering that the forest still looks like a forest.” I didn’t know who she was talking about, but from the early list of monsters she talked about, I linked that name to the god creature.

She shook her head. When I looked at her, I saw that she was even more frightened than earlier. I instinctively nuzzled her, confused of why I did that. It seemed to have worked, because she was able to talk more. “If I am right, we are somewhere in Equestria because of the changelings’ anchor.” Oh, that painful thing. I guess that everything painful must keep reappearing. When I saw that she had problem keeping up with me and my long legs... well, longer than hers, I shoved a foreleg under her and placed her on my back.

“Eep!” She sounded in surprise when I grabbed her, but when she realized that it was me, she let herself relax on my back. She placed herself comfortable in my fur and, feeling secure, she continued to talk. She sighed before, however. “I know I may look like a child, but you could have warned me first...” I laughed in my head. You even talk like a filly. How cute.

“In any case, if we are truly in the ponies’ territory, there could be two beings that might be able to help us. But I’d prefer not to rush things...” I looked at her with confusion using my new flexible neck.

“Uhh... who are you talking about? I need to know all the details before venturing into this world.” I told her. She sighed again. Wow, if she continues to sigh like that, she’ll break her jaw. I joked.

”Okay, keep in mind that this is information I gathered from a cartoon, so it might not be accurate. Oh, and it is a magical place if being a pastel pink pony didn’t make it obvious to you.” I looked at her with a deadpan expression. I wanted to shout ‘no shit’, but my brain told me to stop swearing in front of the kid. What the hell are you talking about, brain. I don’t pay you to be all motherly and stuff.

“Yeah, I kinda saw that.” I said instead, turning my head back forwards so as to see where I was going.

“So, let start with the basic. The ponies are rules by two princesses. The first one is named Celestia and she is responsible for rising the Sun each morning while her younger sister, Luna, takes care of the Moon. Though Luna was sealed on the Moon for a thousand years for a reason that I will not go into about.” I stopped moving and stared at her.

“So, you are telling me that two horses are controlling the celestial bodies like two kids playing with a ball? A movement only caused by gravitational effects caused by the galaxies over time?” I asked her with grave seriousness.

“Yep!” She said with a large smile. She is taking this mighty lightly. I mean, it’s just something impossible. Magic, duh~! I thought. She continued to talk, but with a darker voice, only making her funnier. ”And it is pony!”

There was an awkward silence as she cleared her throat and I resumed my walking. ”If there is somepony that can help us, it will be them. The problem is that I don’t know if they have any knowledge about humans... Considering the various fics I read, the worst that could happen is that they outright kill us.” I always looove ‘worst case scenarios’. I thought sarcastically.

“This is why I think that the best plan of action is to blend in with the local populace to gather more information if possible and possibly find the two others. We should try to avoid both Canterlot, the Equestrian capital, also the place where the Princesses live, and Ponyville, where the Elements of Harmony live. I’d prefer not to encounter Twilight so soon.” She started shaking. I don’t know who that Twilight is, but I’m sure hoping she’s not as scary as Dan makes it appear to.

Suddenly, I realized the use of a word throughout the conversation that caught my attention. “Let’s backtrack on the conversation a bit... did you said ‘somepony’? Like somebody pony? Was that an error or did I just hear wrong?” I asked the filly.

“Yes, you heard right. Ponies don’t use the same expressions as us. For example, they use anypony or somepony when talking about other ponies. They also use Celestia or Luna instead of God and there is a couple of pony puns. Actually, I wouldn’t be surprised that the changelings were talking Equestrian which somehow happen to be a variant of English...” I stared at her. Okay, I also need to change the way I speak. Do I need to change my personality too?

She continued her explication. “They probably also have a variant of French, so we should keep it for situations where we don’t want others to understand us.” She leaned on my back and yawned. ”You know that your mane is incredibly soft?” She stated. Let’s add ‘pony pillow’ to the list of things I’m good at.

“Don’t you sleep on me Dan. I need to know more. You want me to disguise as grass with a suit made of ketchup right now. Give me the right tools to do so.” I looked behind me to meet her eyes, but they drifted to my ass. “Also, I don’t remember loving cake enough to tattoo one on my ass.” I said as I stared at said tattoo.

She raised her head and looked at me. ”Don’t worry, I’ll stay awake even if you do make a good pillow.” She placed her head back and whispered something that I barely heard. ”I do feel exhausted though... I wonder if it have to do with the changes...” She then placed herself to look at me while leaning. ”The tattoo on your ass as you so beautifully said is called a Cutie Mark. It appears once a pony finds their special talent, what make them special.”

She smiled, looking embarrassed a bit. ”I kind of missed it earlier... Well, at least you won’t stand out as it would be weird for a pony your age not to have one. That makes your disguise green ketchup now.” Hahaha, way to turn my joke at me.

After walking for few minutes in silence, she started to giggle. It took few seconds before laughing a bit too loudly. I quickly turned my head and stared at her. “Why are you laughing?” I asked her. She pointed my head and I tried to look. Naturally, I failed because it was on top of my head. “I can’t see, what’s wrong?”

“Didn’t your ears feel a little strange a moment ago?” I looked at her, curious. She continued to giggle, but stopped suddenly. ”Sorry, I must be tired... Anyway, your ears moved toward me when I talked to myself.” I stared at her. That’s it? He sounds like a little child... wait a minute... Nah. it’s impossible.

“That’s it? If you must know, Missie, you have weird ears too.” I stated. She sighed and closed her eyes.

”I know... I could do with a better fur color or gender too...” She sighed again. I could feel the sadness emanating from her. ”How are you holding up? You were rather shocked earlier.” She asked me. I looked at her with a large smile.

“Look, when you seal your corrupted male self using a made up Naruto jutsu in your mind during a mental breakdown, nothing can break you anymore.” I said, explaining what happened to me in one simple line. She stared at me, confused.

She nodded slowly. ”Right...” I knew that she wouldn’t believe me, but I didn’t care. Who would believe me with such a story?

“So, considering your Cutie Mark I’ll take a guess and say that you are a good cook?” I looked at her and started to think. Well, I can do well in a kitchen. I thought.

“I know what to do in a kitchen and I’m good at making pastries. Don’t you dare say something about a kitchen woman. I used to be a man, period.”

She sighed again. Okay, she will lose her jaw in three more sighs, I swear. ”I’m not sexist you know... Though I wonder how well we’ll do with no hands.” She looked at her front hooves and tapped them on each other.

“Going forward with your education, you need to know there is four type of ponies. You are an earth pony. They have increased strength and stamina and they also have a connection with the earth that allow them to grow plants easier for instance.” Okay, I’m some kind of tank with earth powers. I can’t say I hate that.

“Next you have unicorns who can channel magic through their horn. The spells they can use normally depend on their special talent.” Spellcasters. Also, really? Unicorns? Are we in a kid book or something... wait, we are ponies. I’ll need to know if I can find the fourth wall and what’s behind it.

“Afterward you have my favorite, the pegasi. They can fly and control the weather of Equestria.” She grinned. “Oh, and they can sleep on clouds.” Another physics breaking mechanic. Sorry Einstein, Newton, Tesla and Darwin, I’m going against all of your discoveries. I hated how this world was destroying my favorite school subject.

“Finally, you have the alicorns whom possess the power of the three other races. The Princesses I mentioned earlier are of this category.” Okay, they are the godly overpowered ones. Like she said, we need to stay away from them.

“So, we got a tank, a mage, a ranger and an action replay user. Seems legit.” I said, paraphrasing everything she just said.

“I prefer druid for earth ponies and rogue for pegasi. So, anyway, this is the basic. I’ll try to fill you in with the rest of the stuff later, but it might be a good idea to work on our cover so we are ready when we meet someon- somepony.” She said, ponifying her words. I guess I should do that too.

“Anyway, shouldn’t we make a back story for us. I don’t think that ‘we are humans from Earth’ is a valid excuse.” I said in a matter-of-fact voice.

She gave me a deadpan look. ”No, really? I wouldn’t have thought of it.” That statement was dripping with sarcasm. “Why did I say it would be better to blend in again?” She said angrily. Naturally, it made her more cute than terrifying.

“Seriously, do you have any idea for a back story? We could add the changelings in it, but how am I related to you? Your sister?” I questioned her. I had an idea deep in my mind, but I forced it to stay there and never surface.

“That could work. Hmm... so who should our parents be?” I continued walking and tried to find any valuable answer, but failed at it.

“I don’t know. It’s not like I know anything about this world, nor about how families work. If everything is different here, family structures must be different as well.” I theorized, trying to shed light to this situation.

“Na, families should be similar over here.” She said in a normal voice, before switching at a whisper. ”Please let it be no herds.” She continued in a low voice. I looked at her in confusion.

“What are herds? Group of hor- ponies?” I mistakenly asked with my 16 year old obliviousness. She looked at me with a light blush.

“This is how herbivore group together back home. I think it is kind of like an harem, but I am really no expert on the matter.” Wait... harem? Like polygamy? Jesus, here I thought I was in some kind of soft world without anything really bad. We are already going against moral choices from where I come.

“Ookay. I will not push this conversation more. Do you have any idea what story we can make up?” I tried to find some ideas myself.

“I don’t really want to talk about it either... Just keep in mind that it might be considered normal if the ratio of female is higher than male. As for a story, erm... We need a reason why you are the one keeping me instead of my parents. At least we look similar so everyone should have an easy time to believe that we are related. I hope...” Well, our looking alike stops to our pink color. Still, if we would be related, where could our parents be?

“Oh ‘sweetheart’, I don’t think that we’re really related.” I said, giving her a silly nickname that our ‘mother’ could have given her.

Her right eye twitched when she heard that nickname. “No, really? Here I thought that we were long lost cousins.” She exhaled, trying to calm down. Wow, I’m really good at making her angry. I thought, laughing in my mind. ”And I think that sweetheart sound like something a mother would say rather than a sister...” Yup, that was what I feared. Still, it would work... nah.

“Well, you do look like a mini me. I should call you... Mini Me. Where is Dr.Evil? He must have made you.” I giggled at the small reference. I turned my head to see that she was wondering what to answer to that stupid line.

It took her a few seconds to find an answer..”Fine Austin Powers, let’s do this if you prefer. It isn’t like I really have much a say in this if you decide to call me your daughter in public...” Wait, she really would accept that. That wasn’t my objective with those jokes.

“Uhh... I think I’ll stay in the sister role.” I said simply. She laughed awkwardly and went back to her serious state.

“I prefer it that way too...” We both stopped talking. ”So, we should work on finding new names for us then we’ll work on our parents.” Yeah... wait.

“Wait, this isn’t part of the contract. Mathias is not a good name? What, you’re gonna tell me that their name is made of items and actions?” I said, trying to find some stupid way people or ponies can make up names. The answer really surprised me.

She tried to avoid my gaze. “How... did you guess?” She asked. I can’t believe they make names like that.

“No way. You’ve gotta be kidding me. I don’t want my name to be Cake Butt.” These words were dripping with sarcasm; I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. It’s hard, but I’ve managed to make my way with these bits of information.

”As funny as it would sound, I don’t think it would make a good pony name either.” Well, no shit... I would still laugh if there is a pony named Cake Butt. “Though you have the main idea. Names somehow often reflect the Cutie Mark of the pony. For example, there is two bakers in the cartoon that are named Carrot Cake and Cup Cake. They have foals called Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake. The parents are actually earth ponies while the foals are a pegasus and an unicorn respectively so it would make sense that our names use the same theme. You also have my favorite pony Pinkie Pie who is strangely rather pink.” Wow, originality is not their speciality.

“O...kay... So, got any idea for names? You seem like a name professional.” I asked, trying to find any idea for me and my little sister.

“Considering your mark, I’d say something related to pastry? I didn’t really try to make cakes so...” She admitted, scratching her head with confusion.

“Well... one of my favorite flavors of cake is strawberry, and I’m pink. So my name can be with strawberries in mind. I dunno, I’m pitchin’ ideas here.” I proposed her. She raised her head and realized that it was a good idea.

“It’s a good start.” She looked at me, embarrassed. ”I really have no idea so far...”

“Well... on a cake, there is whipped cream. How about Strawberry Cream?” I said without any conviction. These names are born to be bad. Let’s find one that is not as bad as the others. This is going to be a real challenge.

“Eh, I think that you mean frosting, not whipped cream. Well, on most cakes anyway.” Well, frosting and whipped cream can both be on cakes... as well as ice cream. Oh, what would I do for a Dairy Queen icecream cake right now.

“Well, there is both sometime... wait, Strawberry Frosting. That’s it... I guess. What do you think?” This name was... okay in my mind. It’s sounds less weird in my mind, but... meh.

“It sound better than Strawberry Cream, that much is certain. And it is less likely to be used in bad jokes...” She stopped talking and rubbed under her chin. ”Still got nothing... I never was good at making up pony names...” Well, thank you for sharing with me this useful information.

“Well, if you are from my family, I guess that we’ll do a ‘fruit frosting’ name too. What is your favorite fruit? Do you like peaches?” I asked her, thinking of another fruit that could sound great with Frosting.

When I mentioned peaches, her face lightened up. ”Mmm, that would be so good right now!” For the ‘x’th time, she looked embarrassed. ”I was saying that it would be a good idea.” I nodded slowly at her answer. What is wrong with her?

“So... Peachy Frosting?” I proposed and she nodded.

She smiled, having finished with that part. ”Yep! We should use those from now on and keep our original name to get the attention of the other if the situation call for it.” This part made sense. So, I’ll need to remember to answer when ‘Strawberry’ is asked.

“Okay Peachy” I said while grinning from ear to ear. She rolled her eyes at the comment.

”It will take time to get used to it, Strawberry.” She looked at me thoughtfully. ”Nah, that is far too long. Berry, I choose you!”

“Har har har, real funny.” Suddenly, a bunny came out of the nearby bush, my hyperactive ears making it  sound more than five times louder. The sudden sound made me jump and gasp. “AH!” Peachy jumped due to my surprise, but looked more confused than anything.

”Wh-... what is it?” She poked her head beside me. When she saw what caused me to startle, she giggled. ”Oh, it’s only a bunny.”

“Oh... right. Anyway, do you know a war where our father could have died?” I asked, making things up on the spot.

She looked at me with a lot of questions in her mind. ”Ponies are rather pacific with two rather powerful beings giving a good reason not to attack them. The closest I can think of is the failed Canterlot invasion I used to draw the attention of the changelings. Why do you want to kill him?”

“So that we actually have a reason why he’s no longer here. So, father died and mother is kidnapped by changelings. Why not?” I stated. She nodded at my explanation, but was still a bit against it.

“James would make a good template for the mother.” She said while making a weird sound that I could define as snorting. ”Okay, that was a weird sound. I’ll stay with giggles. Specie type, I’d say that one of them should be a pegasus and the other an earth pony to make it easy to understand why we aren’t the same type of pony. Oh, and any idea on their job?” I shrugged at her question.

“Well, do we make up stuff on the spot? I’m good at this.” I proposed. She looked worried at this.

“Are you sure? It isn’t as if you wouldn’t be doing most of the talk anyway being the ‘responsible’ one.” Yeah, I’m the adult now. I still find it weird. I thought. I smiled while looking at her.

“I won some improv tournaments in the past years and I’ve been keeping up with a lot of lies. I can survive by lying about my entire life.” I looked into my mind for a list of lies and received one of the biggest lists I’ve ever seen. Well, I wish I could fix that, but it’s too late.

“Fine big sister.” She yawned again, but this time, way louder. ”What should I talk about now? Oh, technological level.” She looked like she could nap a bit.

“You know, I think you should sleep a bit. You look like you’re going to destroy your jaw by yawning.” I almost ordered her. She shook her head.

“I’ll be fine. I do need to tell you everything I know if you want to be able to lie properly, so... Let me talk about their technological level.”

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After few minutes of talking, she fell asleep by herself. It surprised me at first, but she looked so cute when sleeping that I just d’aww’d at the sight. Maybe all of this was way too hard for a little filly. She looked so tired, I almost feel bad of keeping her awake like that.

After walking for another 20 minutes in the random direction, I finally reached a cliff with an overlook. In the distance, I could see what we were searching for. I started to poke the sleeping pony on my back. Wow, she is really cute when sleeping. I don’t know why, but I feel like snuggling with her... that sounded creepy, even in my mind.

“Psst, wake up sweetheart.” I whispered. She pushed my hoof back and placed my mane as a blanket.

She snuggled even deeper in my fur. ”Five more minutes mommy...” She mumbled in her dreamy state. Wait, does she really think I’m her mother? I don’t know why, but my mind keeps telling me that it’s normal. What the hell, I’m a man for Christ sake.

“We are finally out of the forest, Peachy, and I can see a city. Wake up and help me here.” I said in a loud voice and finally managed to wake her up.

She raised her head and looked over me. ”Wow, it looks big. And even has skyscrapers. I wonder if...” She stopped talking and started to think. Well, no need to focus on thinking right now, let’s just find a way down.

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Trees. There are trees everywhere, no matter for how far I’m running. I am entrapped in a dark forest from the look of it. But why am I running? It probably have to do with the strange shadow trying to catch up with me. For some reason, it scared me out of my skin.

The shadow was slowly catching up, causing my heart to beat faster every second. I must go faster or else it will capture me and no one will ever see me again! Unfortunately, I tripped on a root soon afterward. I tried to get up on my two feet quickly, but it was too late. The shadow quickly enveloped me and my whole body started to feel weird.

The darkness was soon replaced with… pinkiness? The situation was just getting better. The unwanted color thankfully soon faded and I was back in the forest. Only this time around, the trees looked much bigger than before.

I tried to stand up, but I soon greeted the dirt quickly enough. My legs didn’t handle my weight. What was it now, and, more importantly, why did this situation seemed so familiar? Well, there isn’t too many ways to know what going on. I looked down my body only to see fur. Pink fur. A lot of pink fur.

No! Not again… I was a pink filly… Why does it feel like it wasn’t the first time I went through this? The cracking of a branch nearby didn’t leave me time to ponder on this. My ears pinpointed the origin of the sound behind me.

I turned my head around only to regret it. A changeling was behind me, but it didn’t look like those who kidnapped me and brought me to this forest. His teeth were sharper and there was this red glint in his eyes. From its wide grin, I could tell that it had other ideas in its head besides capturing me this time around.

It jumped at me, its mouth wide open. Before I could even think of reacting, it was struck by lightning. A blue figure was standing there, in the shadow of a tree. As it moved toward me, a few rays of light managed to pierce the ceiling of leaves revealing the feature of the stranger. It had a horn and wings and it was shaped as a pony. I quickly identified it as my favorite pony, Princess Luna.

I thought I was safe, but instead of smiling at me as I expected her, she was eyeing me intentionally. No… I traded one evil for another. I got back on my hooves and began to back away from the alicorn. A soft calm voice stopped me in my tracks, “Wait! There is no reason to be scared little one. Your nightmare is over for now.”

Nightmare? She mean that I am dreaming? If so, how could she know if she is part of it. Unless she is the real deal. That would mean that the Princess of the Night can enter dreams. This is kind of obvious when you think about it. Despite the reassurance in her voice, my new realization only increased my fear of the pony in front of me; this was one of the last being I wanted to see at the moment. I also needed to warn Berry.

I was about to try to flee her when a blue wing blocked my path. No, she cornered me! I’m done for...

“Don’t worry little one. You have nothing to fear from me as long you don’t hurt one of my ponies.” She knew I wasn’t a pony yet she decided to let me away only with a fair warning. I looked up until my big eyes meet the Princess again. She seemed to be still undecided about me, yet I could tell there was some pity in her eyes. Why? “Sleep well now.”

The forest dispersed quickly and the next thing I knew I was laying on a sunny grassy plain.

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Someone is trying to wake me up, but I’ve never slept so well. And considering my current weariness, I could do with more sleep. Still, I should probably wake up to see who managed to break in my room. A loud female voice made it clear about the gender of the intruder, “We are finally out of the forest, Peachy, and I can see a city. Wake up and help me here.” Peachy? Why did she call me a fruit? And why is my blanket yellow and pink?

Wait, pink? I pushed away what seemed to be hair with my… hoof. Urg, I would have prefered not to have been reminded of that pony business so fast.

It seemed that I must have fallen asleep while I was talking with Mathias aka Strawberry Frosting. I raised my furry neck to meet the head of the mare in question staring at me. Behind her, I could spot a city not too far away. ”Wow, it looks big, and even has skyscrapers. I wonder if...” On the water surrounding the city, I noticed a pony statue that looked strangely like the Statue of Liberty. Combining this with the skyscrapers, I think I know where we are. “Hey, they even have a statue! It must be Manehattan.” I told her, pointing my new girly hoof toward the statute.

“I can’t see a statue. Or I’m just bad at finding stuff. Either way, if you know the place, it’s a plus for us.” She don’t see it? But it is impossible to miss! It might be a little far away, but I can see it clear as the day. Wait a second, now that I think about it, my eyes were never that good before. That must mean… Yay! I’m starting to fall in love with my new form.

Though I can’t say I know the place well enough to be of any help. Ponyville on the other hand… hoof. Well… I do need to ponify my english, but at least my main language would be left untouched.  “Eh, well… All I know is that it is a pun on Manhattan from New York. This won’t help us much though. At least it could be a good place to hide if those changelings are still after us.”

“At least we’re not in the middle of nowhere. To the city!” Somepony is sure excited. Not that I mind, afterall I am enjoying a free pony ride.

A quick yawn reminded me why I earned the pony ride in the first place, ”Hmm, I really need some coffee. Do you think they have a Tim Horton nearby? And don’t dare to say that I’m too young!” I tried to make the last part more imposing, but like each of my previous attempts, it didn’t sound quite right. I am much too cute for my own good.

My temporary sister seemed to have a dislike for coffee, “Yuck, coffee. Also, maybe they don’t have Tim Horton, but they might have a... Starbuck. Ba dum tss.” I rolled my eyes at her bad joke. Let’s not have a contest on that matter, because I feel that it would be hard to declare a winner.

This conversation about shopping did bring up a major problem we will be facing, ”Even if we reach the city, we’ll have another problem. I don’t think that either of us have any of the local currency.”

“What, they don’t take Dollars in this hole? Are they like in medieval times where they use gold coins and copper coins? It would cost more to make them than using them.” Even other countries back home don’t necessarily accept our dollars. I hope it was a fluke, otherwise having Berry as the responsible one might make the situation much worse in little time.

To answer her question, I suppose that gold must be abundant considering that Canterlot seem to be covered with it, “I don’t think they have much of a problem with the metals. Beside, gems are abundant in Equestria. I mean, the dragons eat them…”

Berry seemed to be impressed by the last statement, “Wow, I always said that greek food was fancy, but gems!? You can say that it’s expensive food.” Well, at least they don’t need to eat meat, pony meat in particular..

Fatigue decided to strike again at that moment, so I burrowed my head in my ride’s soft and comfortable mane. I wonder if mine is as soft as her’s. Erg, why am I thinking about this… I must really be more tired than I thought…

What to do now? Part of me would prefer to return to sleep, but we are so close to the city that it might be better that I’m awake should we encounter somepony. My ‘sister’ might have a topic she might want to talk about, ”So anything you want to talk about until we reach the city?”

“Well, maybe we can know each other a bit more. I mean, we are supposed to be sisters, but I only know your name and the fact that you are annoying.” Her grin told me that she was just pulling my leg.

Still, did I make such a bad impression? I’ll admit that I might have overdone it with the changelings. Unfortunately it was all I could do at that time and it will probably not work again, if they’re intelligent. Still, I could go along her train of thoughts for fun, “At least I fit the description of my body.” I stuck out my tongue for good measure. Thanks to the length of my new tongue inside my pink muzzle, I reminded that my body was very different at the moment. I could also feel a new set of muscles belonging to my wings between what was my hands and my legs. A quick swing of my tail also reminded me of its presence, ”Erg, it will take time to get used to this new body… The tail is kind of neat though.”

“Still, what I know about you can be counted on one hand... and even on one hoof!” I giggled at that joke. I had let out my inner filly a lot so far, but it most likely had to do with my tiredness. At least, I hope so.

She did have a good point though. It would be weird if sisters didn’t know basic stuff like the colors they like, “I’ll admit, that one was good. I guess we should start with simple things first. For example, what is your favorite color?”

“Talk about simple. I guess it would be red. Uhh... what about you.” Just like one of my real sisters...

“I’d vote for white, the color most used to represent light. Actually, I can’t say I truly have a favorite one, but I tend to use cold colors, unlike my fur...” I wouldn’t be surprised if I don’t get used to the most girly color before we get back home. I took the opportunity to poke a little harmless fun at my sister, ”I guess our fur is dyed in your favorite color.”

She didn’t appreciate my comment, “HEY! It’s not pink, it’s lightish red.” While I understand why she isn’t enthusiastic about it, ponies are bound to be curious why she takes so badly something shouldn’t be normal for her.

I decided to try to reduce her bad mood by addressing her flatly, ”You just described pink you know?”

“Yeah... anyway... what do you like to eat. Sadly, you can’t say any meat now.”

Right, ponies are vegetarians. Thankfully, I don’t put as much importance on meat as some people. “Oh well, it won’t be a big loss for me. Though I did love sushi, there is a variant with vegetables. Overall, I like rice a lot. Oh, and let not forget chocolate.” Hmm, chocolate. That would be so good at the moment. Just the thought of eating some made me smile.

“Oh sushi, I wish I could still eat shrimp. Well, something that I like containing no meat, I like... uhh...” Ok, I’ll miss the seafood too. Berry took a break to think more about food, “...I’m not sure, I was almost a meat-only guy before. My veggies were sometimes composed of carrots. Maybe chocolate is good in both my bodies.”

Oh, her obsession with meat might be a problem, but I can’t help but agree with her choice of dessert, “Oh, well… Hopefully you’ll find something interesting in our new diet. I wonder how grass or flowers taste.”

“Don’t tell me we’ll have to eat those. It’s toxic, don’t you know?” So she get the no meat part of being an herbivore but not the eat grass one? Her lack of thoroughness was astonishing. I couldn’t help but sigh. And she was supposed to be the responsible one...

”We are ponies now, got it memorized? There is hay too that we can eat.” That reminds me, we have no idea what we need to eat to stay healthy on the long term. Not that it should matter much, ”We’ll need to find out what is considered a healthy diet for us now… Hopefully we won’t stay ponies for too long that it would really matter.”

“Yeah, I don’t want to stay like this forever. Also, there is that itch under me that is starting to get on my nerves.” It’s great that you are telling me that...

“I’d say to scratch it, but I’m not too sure how well hooves work for that.”

“I don’t know what it is, so I will not touch it. Maybe it’s something like poison ivy and my hoof could get poisoned too.” Poison ivy? If it reached her belly then it would most likely have covered me whole. For once, I’m truly thankful that Berry decided to carry little me.

“Could be. I guess it is a good thing that I got a pony ride then.” I let out one of my many giggles. It scare me how easily they come to me. ”Don’t worry, your earth pony magic should help you recover faster.”

“Don’t get used to it. You can walk, little one.” She told me, making it clear that it won’t happen often.

“I’d prefer to walk anyway,” I continued quieter, more for myself, ”If only I wasn’t so tired.” Wait, now that I think of it, my ‘big sister’ didn’t seem to be tired one bit, ”How come I’m the only one tired between the two of us…”

“Well, little fillies needs their naps.” She giggled at her own joke. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one affected by her body. She do have a good point though, my new body will most likely force changes in my habits. My sleeping habit in particular...

”Sure… I could understand if it was late or I had been playing around a lot, but I have been like this even since we arrived in Equestria.”

“Well, people determined that physical reconstruction would burn more calories than a human body could produce. Even if the changelings reduced that amount, it’s still tiring, in my opinion.” Wow, science applied to magic? Paint me impressed.

“So you think that the reason I’m so tired is because I changed the most? Great…” Aren’t I the luckiest one...

“Hey, it’s only a hypothesis. We don’t even know how that even happened. Maybe you were tired to begin with.” I felt her shrug, probably while rethinking her theory, “I don’t feel tired for some reason, so this hypothesis is kind of sunk.”

I let out another sigh. She is right, we have no idea what changed our body in the first place. I don’t think that the anchors have anything to do with it, it would have been a waste of energy considering what they wanted to do with us. Still, I couldn’t stop myself from leaving my two cents, ”You possess increased stamina. It might have compensated the effect of the transformation.”

Enough serious talk for now, let go back to learning about each other, “Anyway, let’s return to the questions. What about your hobbies? Myself I love to play video games and read books. I also like to watch science fiction or investigations series on the TV.”

“I wrote stories every time I had stupid ideas.” She paused to think about what to say next, “Uhh, I like reading and playing video games too. Still, I wished I had my PC. It was my most loyal companion... with all of it’s blue screens of death.” Ah, the wonders of Windows.

The mention of computers saddened me. My studies were useless without a computer, meaning I would need to start again should the worst happen and we are stuck permanently in Equestria. Not that it would be a problem considering I was stuck as a young filly, but I’d prefer to avoid this fate. “So do I… I had a Bachelor's degree in computer science so it was kind of my main tool for work.”

Berry started to trot slower at the mention of school, slightly lowering her head, “I was in high school... wait, now that I’m an adult, I failed all of my studies... I... failed my future. It’s not like I can be a doctor now that I’m older than a normal student.” Her voice started to shake more and more as she went on, eventually starting to sob.

Her sudden depression about her failure surprised me. She was already acting like we wouldn’t go back home. It was far too soon for that! Beside, that left one clueless me to figure out how to help her. Still, I couldn’t let her fall in depression, especially not now. I decided to pat her on the head, even if it looked more like I was trying to pet her to me, and tried to reassure her, ”It will be fine, this is just temporary.”

Unfortunately, it didn’t work as she stopped moving, falling deeper into her depression., “And what would happen if we come back, we would be tagged as ‘dissapeared’. My girlfriend might get another man, my little brother will forget me and my family will cry their hearts out. My mother… oh god, my mother, she’ll die of sadness.”

As she finished, her sobs evolved into outright crying. She brought her right front hoof to eyes, probably to try to contain the tears. I was way over my head… What should I do? What would a pony do? The only thing that came to my mind was nuzzling. Murphy, was it really necessary to make that day so bad… Well, a man-filly’s got to do what a filly’s got to do. So, I started to slowly nuzzle her neck. The sensation of of fur rubbing together added another weird factor to this day. Hopefully this will help to settle her down, ”Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

Of course, that didn’t work. Her state had only worsen despite my best efforts. She stumbled on her words, “H-how is that? I-I got no family-y-y.” I should have known that she was far from fine when she started to talk about sealing her dark side nonsense.

She suddenly fell on the ground so fast that I was lucky to be able to stay on her, and it was only thanks to my instinctual use of my wings that I could stabilize myself. Her crying intensified once again. That only left me one thing to do. I wrapped my front legs on her neck, hoping that it corresponded to the pony version of a hug, ”Please try to get a hang of yourself.”

All that crying finally managed to get to me. While not seeing my family for a while didn’t bother me for now, but I had other concerns. My main one was the autonomy that was stolen from me because of my new form. As much as I hated to admit it, I won’t be able to make it through our little adventure alone...  “I need you…”

Berry simply turned her head toward me, “Seriously? B-Because last time I’ve checked, y-you lived more than 20 years without me. HELLO! WE JUST MET!” She returned to her crying...

Her last answer hit much too close to home, ”Did you get a good look at me? I’m a only a little child!” No! I need to calm down, it isn’t the time for me to get all emotional; it won’t help me to calm her. Still, I should be honest with her, ”I won’t be able to handle everything by myself.”

I seemed to finally succeed to reach her as her sobs slowly reduced until she managed to talk, “Still… I don’t know…” While her head was still lowered, I could tell that she finally managed to contain her tears.

Finally! I have the feeling that I’ll become better at comforting her before long, “If we are to pretend to be sisters, we’ll need to learn to depend on the other, especially me…” Having to fully trust a stranger will be hard for me...

“Anyway, you do know Murphy. This sisterhood will hit the fan at the same time as shit. We’re not going to get out of this world easily..” Yeah, I know him a little too much for my taste...

“I never said it would be easy to get back. Hopefully we won’t stay ponies for too long. I don’t know how long I’ll handle being treated like a foal…” Just remembering how everyone talk to kids already depressed me. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to tolerate that kind of talk before losing my cool.

She finally got back on her… four legs, shaking me a little, especially considering that I was still hugging her neck. I let her neck go and I managed to get back to my previous sleeping position. “Look, I can make you a deal. I can treat you normally if you can survive the others opinions.” There was still sadness in her voice, but I could tell that she was doing much better.

As much as I appreciated her offer, she would give us away if she treated me like an adult, “The problem is that it would arouse suspicion if you treat me differently. I’d prefer not to give too much clues on who we are to the changelings if they do come after us.” I started to shake imagining what the changeling would do to us if they managed to find us. I quickly managed to shake away the fear thankfully, “The population density of Manehattan should allow us to hide in plain sight if they are limited to a general location. Beside, they don’t know how we look now…” Hopefully our new shape will greatly help us to hide from them. Something good must come from this humiliation.

“It’s not like we are the same gender as before. Unless they installed some tracking device on us, we are safe for a good year. If they can track us, we got few weeks at least.” She shivered probably having the same thoughts I had earlier. She just brushed it off like when I asked her how she doing. She won’t make our stay easy for me. ”Let’s think positive!” She said with a fake smile, then sighed. “We are getting to our destination soon.”

Seriously, does she pay any attention to any of the important parts? I couldn’t stop myself from pointed it out to her, ”The anchor that keep us in Equestria serve as a tracking device too. Were you listening when their leader went in ‘evil guy is telling his plan thinking he already won’ mode?”

“Not really, I was busy wondering when shit would hit the fan. Obviously I listened... I just forgot.” Her obviousness made me worried that she will be responsible for my well being, at least in the eyes of others. At least she isn’t my mother.

I decided to lighten our mood with more personal questions ”Have any idea what you wanted to be later in your life?” I used this moment to add in a joke, “I’m sure that mother wasn’t a possibility back then.”

It worked, “Har har har, I wanted to be a doctor or a researcher. And no, mother wasn’t a choice, I wonder why.” A smile graced her face, well muzzle... “Anyway, do you like music that is not mindless heavy metal?”

“Tss, don’t talk fouly about metal or we might have a problem sister. As to answer your question, I also like rock or about anything with a good rhyme.” That was too serious, ”I also like weird musics like“ I took a breath and started to sing a song I knew she wouldn’t approve, ”Beer beer beer tiddly beer beer beer.”

I was right, “Wow, I forgot how weird you were. You’d better not sing this in public.” She gave me a stare that left place for no questions, “No, you will not.”

I was far from done. I tried to modify my voice to sound evil. Of course, like each time I try to sound anything but cute only made me cuter. I’m starting to really hate this body. ”Don’t worry, I have plenty others where that came from.” At least my grin should make it clear what my intention was originally.

“You do know that first impressions are the most important with other people... ponies. Singing a beer song makes you look stupid and me a really bad sister.” Great, she is already trying to teach me a lesson. Well, I did tell her to treat me like a little filly...

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay in the foalish stuff.” I tried to reassure her a little. I only want to have some silly fun.

“You know, I find it hard to trust you.” She proceeded to whisper to herself a question that she’ll certainly ask often, “Why me?”