Bare Bones, Thick Soul

So the little purple unicorn had an excellent and cunning idea. So cunning, in fact, that you could pin a tail on it and call it a fox.... (She's been teaching me wordplay as well... not really directly, but i've been listening.) She would use some of her fancy horn magic to make my outer appearance that of one of her kind. She kept it simple, I was a dark blue earth pony. No biggie, now she could help me find some friends, remove the spell, and if they had liked me they wouldn't care that I was... well an evil flesh eating horror movie massacre monster. Or at least that's how Zecora described my brothers in her lands. She also described..... well...... let's call it "Stupidity" because it was so ridiculous what she showed me. It's apparently some part of my culture.

I can recall exactly as she acted it out. It was something her folk called the "Skeleton dance" it was some hocus pocus that they did after feasting on the flesh of someone. Which I knew I would never do, because one, i'm not stupid, despite my lack of any internal organs, including a brain, and two, I don't eat ponies. Anyways, with the completion of her spell I looked down at myself, the look of flesh and hooves was already very different.... and made me a bit hungry. I quickly suppressed that hunger and resumed listening to  miss purple Twilight.

"Okay, Bare Bones (A nickname they had given me) your only job here is to not talk, we'll just tell them that uhh..... yes, what your tongue was cut out during a horrible construction accident!" She exclaimed, as if that were the best idea the smartest ponies in Equestria themselves couldn't have made.

"Really, a construction accident?" Scoffed Rainbow Dash. "Why not something cooler? Like he bit his tongue off in a freak stunt when he landed on a large, sharp pit of-"

"Hold on jus' a darn second, Rainbow, that wont make a bit of sense! Why not something more leisure, like he jus' ain't the talkin' type.... like Big Mac."

"Or!" Claimed Pinkie. "Maybe he was eating something so delicious that he bit down so hard he bit his tongue right off!!"

I let out a loud and screechy hiss, and they all silenced,  pointed at Applejack and nodded at her. I DIDN'T need a mile long story for the reason I couldn't talk! How are these six EVEN friends? I gave my annoyance some time to calm down before I was ready. This whole "Walking on four legs" thing was hard to get used to, but not that difficult after a while. When I was ready, Twilight led me to a local shop, one that Pinkie apparently thought was great for meeting ponies. Sugar Cube Corner.

Shortly after my arrival there, Twilight took me to the clerks, whom she called Mr. and Mrs. Cake. Two names that I felt sounded familiar to me, but were still completely foreign.

"What- did you say his name was, Twilight?" Asked Mr. Cake.

"Bare Bones. No, guys, he isn't a hoodlum, he's a good one, despite the name."

"O-okay... i'll trust you on this one, so, Mr. Bare Bones. What.... do you do for an occupation?" He asked me. I looked toward Twilight for help. "He's unemployed at the moment, and he...... can't really speak."

"Oh! Can't speak?" Asked Ms. Cake "poor dear, what happened?"

"Well.... uhh.... he......"

I quickly opened my mouth, showing that there was not a tongue inside, and they seemed revolted by it. Well, lady, you asked "How" and I showed you.

Twilight nudged my hard, and I looked over to her, shrugging. I guess that was the wrong way to make a friend. "Lets try some new things." She told me, shoving me on front of two mares, who look surprisingly alike.

"Aloe, Lotus, this is Bare Bones, he's new in town." One of the look alikes waved at me shyly, and the other hugged me. I heard a familiar sound start up, silently at first. chitter chatter no... no no no no no! it got louder. Chitter chatter chitter chatter. Oh... crap.... that hug made me really nervous, I felt my body shaking more and more CHITTER CHATTER CHITTER CHATTER CHITTER CHATTER CHITTER CHATTER. no!

I quickly ran off, the loud chattering of my body too much to handle as the spell faded away, revealing my skeletal tall, circus freak from, to the public, of Ponyville, of which ran away in horror. I tried to stop them by running after them, this only scared them further. Why did I have to be so unappealing? I hung my head and began to walk to the forest.