"I found them in the Everfree, Celestia. I didn't expect the magical surge to result in four ponies." a voice said. Who was that?

"Maybe they caused it." another said. Another!?

"Impossible. Two do not have horns." a third voice said, "One is getting up, we'll ask him." ANOTHER?!

Edd slowly got up. His body ached, his head hurt. He reached to touch it, but noticed something different. "Ah!" he screamed, looking at the hoof. He fell over. He then saw three ponies standing in front of him.

"Are you okay?" one asked, the shortest out of all. He was shocked. The ponies were talking. WHAT?!

"Who are you?" he asked, causing the ponies to stare at him, shocked.

"You don't know?" the tallest asked, "I fear he knows not of this land."

"You didn't answer my question. Also, where am I?" the ponies were expecting a, 'Who am I?' but never got it.

"You're in our castle. I am Princess Luna," the medium sized ones said, "This is my sister, Princess Celestia, and her student, Princess Twilight. Who are you?"

"I'm Edd."

"Well, Edd, tell me why is it you are graced with a horn and wings?" Celestia asked.

"Huh?" Edd looked confused.

"And why is it you and three others were found in the Everfree forest, after a great magical surge?" the princess continued asking.

"What? I have no idea what you're talking about." Edd backed away fro the ponies, "One minute I'm living my life, next thing I know, I'm a pony."

"You mean you were not a pony before?" Twilight asked, "I've never read about anything like this."

"Please, I just want to go home." Edd said.

"We are unsure how to do that." Luna said, "Explain your story."

"Look, I was just a regular guy. I lived in an apartment building, nothing out of the ordinary. Now, I'm here. I used to have fingers!"

"That sounds like the life of those creature Lyra came up with... What were they called?" Twilight pondered, "Humans?"

"Yes! I used to be a human!"

"Impossible, they are made up. Foal's tales." Luna scoffed.

"But I was one, I swear." Edd swore. "I was a bloody human! Now I'm a fucking pony!"

After silence, "We shall take you to your friends." Edd followed her down a hallway full of mirrors. He caught a glance of himself, "Is that really what I look like?" He did have a horn and wings, as Celestia had said. He was dark green, with dark brown eyes and hair. There was some sort of picture on his rear. Looked like a can of cola. "What's this?" he pointed to his rear.

"It's called a cutie mark, ponies get them when they discover their special talents." Celestia replied. They entered a room, with three beds. On these, there were three ponies. One was purple, one was blue, and one was red. The purple one had ginger hair, the blue one had really light brown hair, and the last had regular brown hair.

"Guys?" Edd said, "Matt, Tom, Tord?" He stood there, unknowing of what to do, when a blue pegasus got up. He took one look at the ponies in the doorway, and pounced them. By them, I mean Edd.

"Who are you?!" Tom yelled, "What did you do to me?!"

"Tom, it's me, Edd." Edd said. Getting a better look, he could see Tom still didn't have eyes, and his cutie mark was his bass, Susan, and a bottle. And Edd knew what the bottle meant.

"Edd?" Tom backed off him, "How? How are you- How am I- What the HELL is going on?!"

"Tom, it's just me, Edd. Why are you over reacting?" Edd asked, Tom gave him a strange look, and realized it. He didn't know. He doesn't know what happened. How? How could he not remember?

"It's nothing." Tom said. He didn't remember. He. Did. Not. Remember. It was very shocking for Tom, as would it be for the others. To know not only he was here, but didn't know. He didn't have much time before a purple pony started getting up.

"Hey, Matt." Edd said.

"Edd? You're alive!" Matt cheered.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Edd asked confused.

"Well, it's because-" Matt was stopped when Tom put his hoof over his mouth.

"You were gone before we got here, and we were worried. We thought you died. Glad you're safe." Tom did some quick thinking.

"Tom, what are you-" Matt started again.

"Matt and I need to have a quick talk, bye." the eyeless pony whisked his friend away.

"Okay, what the hell are you doing?" Matt asked.

"Look, we're not going to tell Edd he's gone, alright?" Tom said, "It'll shatter him. He'll know he left his fans hanging, and he's not going to like it. He'll get angry. You remember last time Edd got angry."

"Poor bloke didn't make it." Matt said.

"And I don't want to be that poor bloke. You, on the other hand." Tom said.

"No."

"It was worth a shot." They trotted back to their friend.

Author's Note

Goodbye, Edd. We all love you, even though you're gone. We miss you. We all do. Tom, Matt, Tord, Me, that one guy, that other guy, that other person. All of us. Goodbye.