Shockingly Shy

I looked around, I was on my couch. I had fallen asleep on my couch. Dang it, just when I had thought I could make it 48 hours without sleeping. I had tried to stay up for the whole time, but I had fallen asleep at around seven O'clock watching television. Last night had been spent on the computer, my parents hadn't tried to stop me. As long as it wasn't a school day I could stay up the whole time for all they cared. On school days I had to be in bed by eleven, I had it good. I knew friends who still had to be in bed by eight every night, I felt bad for them.

Apparently no one bothered to wake me, and my mom had left for the store. It was nine O'clock now and she should be back any second, my older sister should be in her room like she is every day that doesn't have school. She's only a year older, she's a senior in high-school, so she is taking it easy on the last year. I'm the youngest, but I'm only two years behind my oldest sibling, my brother. My brother is rarely home now, he has a dorm at a nearby college for the weekdays and stops by at random moments on the weekend. He could be by any second too. My sister, Melanie, won't be out here any time soon, she really only leaves for meals, if we want to talk to her or anything we have to go into her room to do it.

That's the cool thing about sis, even if she likes her privacy in her room and will stay in it for hours on end, she still interacts with the family and doesn't mind if we join her in her room. So long as we don't go through the stuff she doesn't want us too and we don't try to intrude too much, if we do that then she's cool with all of us chilling in there. I might go in and hang with her, she was always pretty cool. She liked a lot of things I liked, when we found something we liked we shared it with the other and usually they liked it too. My Bro isn't as cool, he likes some things we do, but he has a lot of conflicting interests. He was always dependable though, if we needed help we could usually depend on him to help.

I yawned, I had gotten my rest, even if it was only two hours, so I'm pretty rested for now. At least until it gets to tonight, then the rest of my exhaustion will sink in. depriving myself of sleep always makes it easier to go to sleep though. I stretched out my limbs, they all stretched out in a weird way. I moved my arms and legs, they felt different. I looked down to see what was wrong, what I saw almost gave me a heart attack. I saw a small yellow body of a pony, there were wings on the side. I scrambled to my newly acquired hooves, I was hyperventilating over my sudden change. I blew pink hair out of one of my eyes, it never reached my eye though. It bounced in front of my eyes, it didn't fall into my eye or impede my vision too much. I looked back down at my butter colored hooves. Wait... butter colored? Pink hair in my eyes? I slowly turned my eyes back to look at my flank, it was adorned by three butterflies.

“Ahh!” I screamed, it was an ear piercing scream. It wasn't quite like I had expected it to sound, if i was Fluttershy that scream should have been quiet.  I covered a hoof to my mouth, but it was too late, it had already been let out.

“What the heck was tha–” I watched my sister walk into the room, she stopped as soon as she saw me.

“Help me Mel! I don't know what to do!” this time my voice was quieter, regardless of the volume my voice still had urgency in it's tone.

“I-I... I d-don't... what?” she was standing there with her mouth open. I think I broke her, great, the first person I meet and I send them into shock.

“I don't know what happened! I woke up and now I'm Fluttershy!” I cried out to her, I hoped I could get past the mental block in her brain. I had no such luck, she just continued to stare at me. “Augh! Why aren't you doing anything?!” I cried out to her, she snapped back to reality.

“I-I... Who... What am I supposed to do?!” she cried back. She was waving her hands frantically, she did make a good point though.

“I don't know! But you probably have a better idea than I do!” I shouted back to her, we were both drained of any ideas.

“I'm not the pony!” she shouted, this was a valid point too.

“But you're older! Don't you have anything!?” I was getting desperate and I could see she was just as distressed as I was. This shouting match was getting us nowhere, all we were doing was making good points about why the other would know more about this situation than the other. But the fact of the matter is, none of us knew anything about this.

“No! I don't know anything about this!” she was looking around frantically, she had resorted to pacing frantically. At least now i knew she was thinking, maybe i should too.

“Oh, I think I do. Here let's see if it's on right now.” we both looked frantically over to the door to see my brother standing in the doorway. How long had he been standing there? We must have been to caught up shouting at each-other to notice his entry, If so, why did he wait to intervene if he knew something?

“Dave! What are you doing here?!” I was still shouting in my quiet tone.

“Well, this is still kinda my house too. I used to live here too Clemente.” he walked over next to me and flipped on the T.V. Screen.

“Wait. You know it's me?!” I couldn't stop shouting, I was a little afraid if I didn't they wouldn't be able to hear me. What else does he know about this situation. Actually... Why did he know anything about this at all?!

“Yeah, it's not hard to figure out. Now can you stop yelling at me? No matter how soft it is it still doesn't sound great to have you shouting directly in my ear,” he flipped through the channel guide. He switched onto a news station.

“Sorry...” I said, he looked at me when I said it in my normal tone of voice. My new normal tone of voice that is, my old tone of voice was much louder.

“I said stop yelling, that doesn't mean you have to whisper.” I looked at him sheepishly.

“I'm not whispering, that's just my voice...” he looked at me and laughed. I looked at him and was about to tell him off before he shushed me.

"Just watch the news,” we looked towards the T.V. There was nothing especially great about he news, it was just showing the weather. After a while however, the T.V. Got to the interesting things. Everyone stayed quiet while the message played.

“Lauren Faust, creator of hit series My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic has been found to have been turned into the show's matriarch. An Alicorn Princess by the name of Celestia, she was taken into questioning earlier by the CIA and has been confirmed as the real Lauren Faust. Another Alicorn Princess from the show has been taken into similar questioning, she claims to be  Tara Strong. She urges anyone with information to contact her, and she has called for the same respect to these people turned ponies that you would give anyone else. She held a press conference earlier with some important names, these names included the president himself. These are not the first confirmed sightings of any ponies however, there seems to have been an incident yesterday in a small city in Arizona. There is assumed to be more cases later if not right now, if you find yourself in this situation you are urged to contact so a correct count on the number of cases per day can be found.”

We all watched in amazement as the message droned on, they continued to talk about a sighting of a unicorn in Arizona, “hello there world! Nice to see you! Now as I'm sure you noticed, I am a pony. But I highly doubt I'm the only one. Now if you find yourself in a similar situation, I would like to hear from you. I have a Facebook that you can reach me on, it is Starlet Mint. We may be able to fix this if we work together. I really must be going now though.” with that she turned to leave. there was a scene with the cops, one of them seemed to be pointing a gun at her. She saw the gun, she looked right at it, but she just teleported away. I watched as my brother pulled my laptop out, he handed it to me. I silently put in the password and he opened a new tab up to Facebook.

“So... I'm not alone?” I finally asked after a while.

“Yeah, but even if there weren't others we would still be here for you,” that's what was nice about my brother, he was always the bright side kind of guy. As I was thinking about what we should do I saw my brother fiddling around with the Facebook settings, he flipped the screen to me and took a picture of the new me, I was startled by the sudden movement. He snickered at the computer screen, I leaned over and saw that he had changed my Facebook account picture to the picture of Fluttershy he had just taken. He changed the nickname on my account to Fluttershy, I looked at him curiously.

“You said you aren't a Brony. How do you know I'm Fluttershy?” I smiled at the thought he might be a Brony.

“I recognized the pony as a main one, so I Googled it,” he waved it off. I frowned, so much for having him turn out to be a closet Brony. “So, do we send a message to this Starlet person?” he looked to me for confirmation.

“No, I don't see a need for it right now, you should post a message explaining what happened though. He nodded and continued to type, I turned to my sister. She had been sitting there inspecting me the whole time. “um... do you want som–” I let out a tiny squeal as she rushed forward. she embraced me in a hug to rival all other hugs.

“I have a little sister!” great, now I have to deal with this. I sighed as she continued to hug me, when she finally let me go she started to bounce in place. “This is great! You wanna go shopping? You need some new clothes to better fit you now that you're Fluttershy!” she asked excitedly.

“Sorry Mel, same brain. So the answer is no, and how's that post going Dave?” I looked over to him.

“It's up, but I think I know what we should do. This Celestia person is powerful, right? And smart? Maybe we should contact her,” he had pulled open her Facebook.

“Yeah, Lauren created MLP. If anyone knows what we should do, it would be her,” he nodded and started to send a message.

“Mel? Can you stop that?” she stopped picking at my wings, she smiled sheepishly and pulled back.

“Sorry, but can you fly?” she looked at me expectantly. I thought for a second, maybe I could. That would be pretty cool, flying would be a plus to this new body.

“I don't know. I haven't even tried walking, flying seems a little complicated for me right now,” I should try walking though, i will need that skill if I plan on going anywhere. I'm pretty sure I can't just stay on this couch forever.

“You never know until you try!” she ushered me to my feet and i reluctantly got up.

"Walking first, flying later" i told her, I should get this out of the way. Standing was easy, I pulled one of my feet up. I looked at my legs and thought on how my balance works. It wouldn't be logical to pull up two legs next to each-other at once like both my right or both my front. That would leave me unbalanced, so I need to balance. I could move one leg at a time, but I'm pretty sure in the show they use two hooves with each step. The only way that could be done is if I move the opposite corner hoof, so then I just move front left and back right, then front right and back left. Easy peasy, I made a couple of laps around my living room before we heard a door open.

“Come help with groceries!” we all got up from our spots and went to help. Our mom was putting things inside a cabinet in the kitchen, so she didn't see us as we walked by. I walked outside and grabbed a bag, I pulled it out, it was a bag of vegetables, the smell of the fresh vegetables was making me hungry. My brother and sister were already inside putting their groceries away, when I turned around I saw my mother standing in the door way. She had a look of shock which quickly turned to a look of rage, “You! Put that down you thief! You things were bad enough when you weren't trying to steal our things!” she was advancing towards me, I cowered a little. I opened my mouth to respond, but when i moved my jaws nothing came out.

She was glaring at me menacingly, I could see her clenched fists as she came up to me. When she neared I closed my eyes in fear, my mom was never mean to us, but I knew that she was scary when she was mad. When she came up to me there was a pause, then i felt the impact of her fist as it slammed against my right eye, I squealed as I dropped the bag. I felt the pain enter my eye, I closed my eye to help ease the pain. it didn't help much, the pain was still intense. I had never gotten in a fight before, I wasn't used to being struck; especially by my mother. I heard a door opening, I was too busy cowering in fear from my mothers raised fist. I closed my eyes in wait for another strike, fortunately it never came.

“What are you doing?!” it was Dave's voice, I opened one eye to see him yelling at her. My mother turned to see him yelling at her, she was still mad.

“I'm putting this thief in their place!” She turned to me again, I was already on my feet and running for my life. As soon as she had turned to face my brother I hightailed it out of there, I wasn't risking what the outcome might be. I ran as fast as I could, I heard yelling behind me, “Get out of here you filth!” I ran until I could run no more.