Suddenly Starlet

OK, so maybe I didn't do the best thing, but they would find out eventually. It's not like I was just some random person, er... pony, sitting in their living room, right? Actually, that's exactly what I was. I just sat there waiting for what she would do; she stood there for as long as I did, not even blinking she reached directly to her side and grabbed a pool-stick.

I jumped at this, I probably should have taken account of the fact that aggression is a very possible outcome. Sure there was a couch between us, but she could always throw it. I glanced around nervously, I don't know what I was looking for, but I couldn't find it. OK calm down, get a grip I took in a deep breath and looked back up to see her holding the pool-stick in a menacing way.

“mom, it's me, calm down,” as soon as I said that I grimaced at my own stupidity, how would she know who I am? I mentally slapped myself.

“who are you?!” she demanded, “what are you?” the pool-stick was motioning towards me menacingly.

Being the sensible person I am I replied, “shh... you'll wake the kids,” I motioned with my head towards their room.

She lowered her voice enough so she wasn't yelling, “answer me!” she hissed. You could literally hear the force in her whisper.

Keeping my cool composure I decided to be straightforward, “it's me, Skylar,” I decided that this wasn't exactly true; “more or less,” I finished, I looked down at myself and decided that my answer was good enough. “you see, about the body, heh, funny story really” – I looked up and back, you know how people do that when it's awkward? Well this was awkward and it seemed appropriate – “i kinda, sorta... woke up as a pony.” I looked back at her to see she had lowered the pool-stick a little.

“how do I know your telling the truth? And if you are, how did this happen?” she looked as if she wasn't sure, but at the same time was trying to look menacing.

I smiled at her efforts, “ I pinkie promise, cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” I went through the motions acquainted with said promise. “as for the how it happened, I have no clue,” I stated with finality; I felt like I knew the answer, but I couldn't think of what it might be. she seemed a little unsure but started to put away the pool-stick.

She began to cross the room over to me, not wanting to alarm her I stayed where I was. I followed her with my eyes as she rounded the couch, when she got near to me I shifted a little to face her head on. She was right next to me, she got on her knees and we stayed like that looking into each-others eye's for a minute or so. She pulled me in for a hug after a while, I wasn't that surprised at this, but I was hesitant for a second.

Seemingly out of instinct I stroked my hoof down her back trying to comfort her. I faltered in my stroking as a thought hit me, I've never done that before I thought before going back to doing it. We stayed like this a while until I heard another door open; now don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid of doors, but my heart skipped a beat or two when I heard that door. Then another door opened and closed, I was about to freak out when I heard the water running. I calmed down as I realized that it was just my older sister taking her morning shower.

It was no0w that my mom released me from her tight hug, she backed off and sat down on the couch. She wiped a tear from her eye and just sat there looking at me. Now I never loved being the center of attention so I tried to avert her priorities back on track.

“don't you have to go to work?” I motioned towards the door, I floated her purse over to her.

I'm not being selfish and just sending her away because it's what I want, but the world does not simply stop for me. She just looked at the floating purse, she didn't reach for it. When she looked back to me I realized she was still concerned.

“mom, I’m fine. I'll be fine.” I assured her, I dropped the purse on her lap and floated over her phone. Placing the phone in the purse I held the keys at eye level in my magical grip. She nodded to me and grabbed the keys without a word. When she reached the door I called out to her, “mom, forgot your coffee.” I floated the thermos over to her.

“t-thanks.” she nodded in my direction with a nervous smile and grabbed the thermos. She left without another word. Shaking my head I sat back down on the couch, i hope she'll be alright, I thought to myself. I pushed my worries away, there were more pressing issues. I flipped the computer back open and logged back in. opening up a new tab I pulled Facebook open, after a short debate with myself I decided that it would do me well to make a new account. I proceeded to type in all the information, I took a picture with the camera on the computer of my new body.

I wasn't sure how much this would help, but I was pretty sure I wasn't the only pony out there. and maybe they might see me, then I'd be able to talk about it with someone. With that settled I turned my attention to the clock on the computer, 8:14 was what it read. I heard the shower stop, this was going to be interesting.

I turned to the entrance to the living room near the front door. it was wide, big, and it was shaped like a mushroom. I had decided already that running was not a good idea, so I waited to meet the rest of my family. No, no, wait one sec... gears turning... idea!

Okay; so I would eventually meet them, but in the meantime why not have some fun? I dashed under the pool table, our house is very open, so there are no doors aside from our bedroom and bathrooms. This makes dashing from room to room stealthily much easier, It also gives our pool table clear view of our kitchen. I watched as my sister walked into the kitchen, she was going about the routine we all basically had.

She was the older of my two sisters; her age was around that of my biological brother, give or take a few months. I levitated a pencil over to her and poked her in the side, I then watched she turned around with a jump. She was surprised to find no one there, I watched her look around confused. I stifled a laugh, but it still came out as a giggle. I poked her again in the side and she spun around to find the floating pencil.

She stepped back in shock as it floated it there, it did nothing else but float there encased in red magic. I couldn't contain myself any longer, I burst out in laughter. The pencil dropped as I lost my concentration on the grip I was holding it with. She had turned to look at me and was staring with an even more shocked expression, if that was even possible. I crawled out and regained my composure, I stood up still giggling to myself.

“oh, that was priceless! Maybe this gig ain't so bad, besides having no fingers; I mean that's pretty hard to get used to, it just complicates a lot of things,” I announced between giggles, “oh yeah, sorry 'bout that. Just having some fun, go back to eating breakfast,” I walked away from the kitchen and back to the computer.

“what are you?” she muttered, she had walked over to the couch. She was in the living room now, but still at a good distance. Her look was one of amazement then of fear, I felt a little better knowing that not everyone would react with violence.

“what? Oh yeah,” – I realized that I hadn't told her yet – “I'm a pony.” I turned away from the computer to have a civil conversation with her. Getting up from the couch I walked over to the other side of the couch so I was directly in front of her.

“p-pony?” her look was similar to that of someone at an amusement park, a look of nervous enthusiasm.

“well, yeah. Can't you tell?” I made a circle where I was standing to show her what I was referring to.

“who are you?” she asked with a little more confidence, it seemed she was getting over her initial shock

I grinned wide, “it is I, –” I teleported onto the pool table “– the great and powerful Trixie!” I boasted, after my theatrics were over I hopped down. “heh, just kidding, it's me, Skylar!” I composed myself once more and flashed her a wide grin.

She stared for several minutes, her face contorted from fear, to shock, to joy, to excitement, and then to disbelief. She looked down at me with that look that she didn't believe me, “i don't believe you.” she finally stated.

I dropped my grin, “suit yourself.” I rolled my eyes and walked back around the couch. After successfully logging in I heard a gasp, I turned my head to see her with another shocked expression.

“Skylar? Is that really you?” she stared at me with the same look of disbelief as earlier.

“don't look so surprised, I already told you didn't I?” I let out an exasperated sigh “yes, I am Skylar.” I deadpanned, “well, more or less.” I added with a little chuckle. I went back onto my Facebook and checked my new account, there were a couple of friend requests. There were also a couple messages regarding how realisticly cartoonish my profile pic looked. I laughed at the messages, if only they knew I thought to myself. I decided that none of them were ponies themselves, I was not that content with the results this was pulling in.

yes, that's it, I'll post a shout out of sorts to inform others of my dilemma. “hello every-pony! My name is Starlet Mint, and as you might have seen on my profile pic, I am a pony. Though I have not always been a pony, I woke up this morning to find myself like this. If any-pony finds themselves in the same predicament as me, I urge you to contact me. If we can talk, we might be able to figure this out. Thank you for your time!” I re-read the message to check for spelling mistakes and such. Satisfied with the quality I posted it, now they will at least know to contact me.

I signed off and handed (can I even call it that without hands?) the computer to my sister, “don't spend it all in one place,” I looked around to find something to do. My eyes glanced over our PS3, well, why not. I mean, how hard could it be? I thought as I pressed the power button down with the same pencil from earlier.

After I had put in Black Ops 2 I floated my headset into place, but it sat weirdly on my head. I looked at it in disappointment; I almost put it back, but then I had a stroke of pure brilliance. I fired up my magic; I had no idea how or if this would even work, but it was worth a shot. I concentrated on the headphones and envisioned a shape that would fit my head, I felt my magic surge through my horn; the power felt like a fire rushing through my veins, but it didn't burn. My eyes were shut, but that didn't stop me from seeing the bright flash of light; I felt the power stop its flow and felt the exhaustion sink in.

I opened my eyes to see that the spell had worked, I thanked my magic as I admired the new headset. My subconscious must have a knack for detail because there were etchings of red along the side of the headset. I put on the head-wear and turned to the screen, it was telling me there was an update needed. I tapped the X button and waited, I was glad I had to wait anyway. The spell had taken a lot out of me and I needed to gather my strength.