My Little Pony: The Silvermane

The party went on for a couple of hours, the first half of which, the 'stallion' of honor had done little but drink and keep to himself, staying near the refreshment table that had been set up in front of the store counter. Any pony watching could tell that, even as he was getting drunk, the pony known to all now as Silver Mane was in deep thought, a blank look in his eyes as he stared off into space.

"Whatcha' thinking about Silvy?"

An energetic voice broke Paul from his thoughts, making him flinch slightly, the paper cup in his left hand crumpling as he closed his hand tightly around it. Pinkie giggled as she watched Paul's reaction, tilting her head to the side, her poofy pink mane bouncing with the slightest movement.

"Pinkie... Christ, I have already had to heal through one heart attack tonight, please don't give me another..." He sighed and turned his gaze from the pink mare beside him and cast his sight over the room. "It's a good party though Pinkie... I just don't get out to many where I come from, and thanks to a few things that are on my mind, I don't think I can enjoy it."

Paul froze in place as he heard a sorrowful sniffling from his side, and as he turned, he found Pinkie Pie, who up to this point in his eyes, was the last pony he expected to the kind to break down on a dime... But there she was, her once poofy mane and tail having gone flat and her fur taking on a more depressing shade of pink, her eyes filled with tears all the while....

"You... You don't like my party?" The saddened pink mare whimpered, her big, baby blue eyes staring up into Paul's as she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"NO! I mean, yes! I mean... Gah! I like your party ok? I just don't like being like this... Pretending to be..." Paul glanced down at his grey furred body, his face scrunching up in disgust, "This! I was born the way I was for a reason... And the fact two princesses want me to be like this to calm down everypony has just put me in a bad mood..."

He placed his hands gently on Pinkie Pie's shoulders and gave her the warmest smile he could manage.

"I would never try to make you cry... Not one so bea..."

Paul stopped, his eyes going wide for a second before he stepped away from Pinkie looking concerned, while Pinkie just started getting the color back into her coat, her mane and tail following suit, growing back to its normal wild style.

"One so what Silvy?"

Pinkie asked in a curious tone, her eyes now barren of tears as she eyed him up.

"No... No no NO!"

Paul yelled out loudly, causing every head in the room to turn on him, every gaze was filled with something different, some were filled with concern and worry, while other were filled with confusion and annoyance. He didn't notice though, as Paul grasped his head and fell to his knee's...

"The words... The thoughts... These are not mine!"

While the male was on his knee's, lost to the world as he tried to set his mind in order, Pinkie rushed off to find Twilight, which didn't take long, as the lavender alicorn was already making her way over to Paul through the crowd of ponies that had formed around the 'stallion'.

"Twilight! Somethings wrong with Silver Mane! We were just talking and suddenly he started to sound different, like another pony all together, kinda like I was when I had my breakdown! Ooo! Or like you when you go off the deep end once a week!"

Twilight frowned at Pinkie's words, but the part about Paul worried her, and from how the crowd of ponies around the party were looking, this could cause a few problems.

"I think the spell might be affecting Pa... I mean... Silver's mind, placing stallion habits in where his normal mannerism's should be... Pinkie... Tell me the truth, what did he actually say to you?"

"Well... He was standing around, all grumpy looking, and no one should be grumpy at a Pinkie Pie party! So I asked him if he liked my party and at first he said he wasn't having fun..."

Twilight nodded at Pinkie's words, knowing how sad the party mare could get if she felt she wasn't making everypony around her happy... Pinkie smiled though and continued her tale, even as Paul could be heard off to the side, groaning, his head resting against the tiled floor.

"So I got really sad, but then I was happy again when Pauly Wally told me he really did like his party, then he placed his hands on my shoulders and was about to compliment me, when suddenly a plot development struck and now he is like this!"

Twilight Sparkle, Princess of friendship, bearer of the element of magic and former student to Princess Celestia, found herself simply sighing, covering her face with her palm, before asking in a pained tone.

"Pinkie... When will you ever be serious..."

Both Pinkie Pie and Twilight were broke out of their conversation when a loud thud sounded through the room, easily heard as the party music had stopped the second Paul had began having his episode. The sound had come from the pained looking stallion, who had begun smashing his head against the tiled floor, once... Twice... Three times, a thin trickle of blood running from a cut on his forehead.

"No..." Paul groaned out in pain, his left hand slowly reaching for the amulet, but was stopped when a pink aura which he recognized as Twilight's magical aura surrounded his hand, stopping it.

Twilight rushed to his side, while Pinkie went to find the others in the crowd of party goers. Twilight glanced all around her as she placed a hand on Paul's right shoulder,  before leaning in to whisper into his right ear.

"Paul, no... If everypony sees you like you really are..."

Twilight was cut off by a low growl emitting from Paul's shaking form, before a venom laced voice could be heard, speaking loud enough for all to hear.

"Either let me take th-this fucking amulet off... Or I let go of the chains... I let the beast out, right here, right now... Your choice 'Princess' Sparkle ass..." He slowly raised his head so he could glare at Twilight, the cut on his forehead already healed over, but the fur on his face was still slick with the blood.

Twilight Sparkle sighed, not liking either option at all, as on the one hand, she would have to quell the panic that revealing the stallion that all the town ponies had just met, and more then a few that had been ogling for the last two hours, was actually a creature from another dimension... Or she would have to deal with a very angry werepony going on a rampage in a confined space with so many innocent lives at risk...

"Fine... But at least let me get every pony away before you take off the amulet..."

"No... If they are gonna see me... They are gonna see me now!"

Paul pushed back, sitting on his knee's as he straitened out, moving his free hand to the amulet around his neck and tugging the item up and over his head. No sooner had the amulet left his neck, then did Paul's body once more seize up as the unearthly pain coursed through his body, making him yelled out in pure agony before the green flames encased his body once more.

"Changeling!" One mare screamed from the crowd, which was all it took for several other ponies to take up the shout, some already going for the door, but found it blocked by two ponies they didn't expect... Both Rainbow Dash, the local weather team leader, and Applejack, the hard working and honest apple farmer.

"Calm ya' britches ya'll,  and just watch..." Applejack said, her hat tipped back as she watched the flames that were still covering the former stallion.

"Yeah, chill out! Panicking like this is SO not cool..." Rainbow Dash added, her eyes also on the flaming figure, a small smirk forming on her lips at the anticipation of what would happen next...

Sure enough, no sooner had the element of honesty and the element of loyalty finished their words, the flames encasing Paul's form died down, showing a normal looking Paul, his form back to his human one. He panted heavily as the pain began to drain from him, his skin dripping with sweat as he fell forwards once more onto his hands and knee's as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Fucking... Magic..." He mumbled angrily before slowly bringing his head up to look at the crowd.

"What? Never... Seen a human before?"

Paul's sarcasm was lost on the room as a deathly silence descended on the room, which lasted several long moments, till the sound of some pony pushing their way through the stunned bodies of the onlooking townsfolk. Soon a mint green colored unicorn mare pushed her way to the front of the other party goers, her mane and tail a shade of cyan with a white streak running through it, and after a few seconds to catch her breath, her eyes shot up, a huge grin on her face which could rival Pinkie Pie's...

Paul felt something at the back of his mind wake up, urging him to run, but in a flash the 5'6" tall mare tackle hugged him to the tiled floor, earning gasps from the crowd and a worried glance from the mane 6, but the reaction that took the cake was Paul's, who found himself with his head pressed between the mare's breasts.

"Mgh?!"

Paul managed to say, his still recovering muscles not helping him as he weakly flailed his arms about in confusion, but this just made the unicorn, Lyra Heartstrings smile and giggle giddily, her eyes squeezed shut as she cuddled the man close against her, not seeming to mind the feel of his sweat on her fur.

"Finally! A real, live and MALE human! Thank Celestia!"

Paul, not in much of a position to argue, finally tapped the mare's shoulder after a minute, noticing he was not being rescued by the crazy pony anytime soon. Lyra blinked and pulled Paul's head out from between her breasts, and looked down at him with the same mad grin she had when she tackled him.

"Yes my human?" She asked in a sultry tone, her eyes going half lidded as she batted them at Paul.

Not happy with the situation at all, Paul gave the mare a deadpan stare and growled, flashing his teeth at her.

"First... Get the fuck off me fruit cake, second, Who the hell are you? And finally... Someone say something already?!"

Paul cast his glare over the room, noticing all of the ponies in the room were still silent, except for the crazy mare who even as he was looking around was roaming her hands along his chest.

"So smooth... Oh?! I forgot, my names Lyra Heartstrings! And I am the leading human expert in all of Equestria!"

"You mean the 'only' human expert in all of Equestria... Everypony knows humans aren't real... Well..." A random stallion said, before casting his eyes fearfully over Paul.

Paul rolled his eyes, his mind slowly clearing as the pain fled his body fully, leaving him back to feeling normal.

"Great... First I get turned into a pony, then have to put up with going gaga over every mare I saw while in that form... And now I have miss 'human-fetish' trying to molest me..."

Paul looked thoughtful for a moment, before turning his eyes downwards and looking at his now exposed private area, then up at the mint green mare cuddling him, finding that she too was staring at his junk, a hungry look in her eye.

"Ok, my eyes are up here! Now... Someone, or somepony, I don't give a crap, go get me some pants stat, before I end up being raped..." His eyes turned to Lyra and stared at her, a look of great dislike filling his gaze as her eyes locked on his.

Lyra was about to speak again when a grey furred hand landed on her right shoulder, making the unicorn shoot a glare up at the pony who would dare interrupt her first contact with a real human. Derpy Hooves gave a glare in return as she looked down at Lyra, her mismatched eyes for the most part trained on her.

"Leave him alone Lyra, can't you tell he isn't happy about you grabbing him?"

Derpy said calmly, before turning her gaze to Paul, who matched her gaze, a small smile on his lips as he mouthed a 'thank you' to her silently. Derpy blushed slightly when he didn't avert his eye's from her own. Derpy's gaze shot back to the unicorn though when she gave a snort.

"What would you know about Humans?! Or any males for that matter? Heck, you couldn't keep your own stallion..."

Derpy recoiled as though struck, tears forming at the corner's of her beautiful wall eyes. Lyra gave a triumphant smirk when the pegasus didn't say anything in response, before turning back to the human... And found his right hand wrapped firmly around her neck.

Lyra gasped and shot her hands to Paul's hand, trying to pry it off, but found a grip of iron holding onto her throat, and as he began to stand, Paul dragged Lyra up with him, before holding her up once he was on his feet, pure, animalistic rage in his now feral looking blue eyes.

"You... Dare?! No one... Be they pony, human or fucking demons for all I care, makes fun of those I deem as my friends... And of all the ponies I have met since I woke up in that shitty forest..." Paul turned his gaze to Derpy, who was staring at him and the still struggling Lyra, who had tears of her own running down her cheeks.

"Derpy is in my top three ponies, and I will be damned by your princesses long before I let some fetish freak insult her like that!"

Paul flinched slightly as he felt something tight squeeze his heart, making him gasp as he felt his body shake. He turned his gaze to see Twilight, her horn ablaze and a hand outstretched, doing a squeezing motion.

"Let. Her. Go..." Was all she said, a cold look in her eyes that matched the iciness of her voice

Paul groaned and let Lyra down to her feet, before pushing her away, into the arms of another mare who had been watching the scene in pure terror like the rest of the populace, who quickly pulled Lyra heartstrings behind the other ponies of the crowd, so only the sounds of the mint green unicorn's hacking cough could be heard as she struggled to breath again.

Paul felt the pressure on his heart release, letting him function once more. He glared at Twilight, but before he could say anything to her, Derpy slowly made her way over to him, a look of fear still in her gaze, but she had a determined look on her face as she stood infront of Paul.

"Thank you... I-I don't have many friends, and most ponies don't stand up for me like that..." She blinked and quickly added, "Not that what you did was good... But... Thank you for sticking up for me... Friend?"

Paul raised an eyebrow and looked over to Twilight, who was busy with all her friends, except for Rarity from what Paul could tell, trying to calm the crowd down. He sighed and gave Derpy a soft smile, winking at her.

"Hey... Of course we are friends... I wouldn't of said that if I didn't mean it, oh, and the name's Paul... Or you can just call me Silver if you feel more comfortable with a less odd sounding name?"

Derpy blushed and nodded, her wings fluttering slightly as she leaned up and kissed Paul on his cheek, before smiling sheepishly, to which he responded by smiling happily a blush of his own building on his cheeks.

"Thank you Paul... I hope you get to stay here..." She glanced over to see an older looking mare arguing with Twilight, making Derpy groan, "Oh no... Mayor Mare seems angry..."

Paul cut off all conversation in the room as he burst out laughing, the first one he had really enjoyed since he had arrived.

"Oh fuck me... Mayor... mare?! Dear god! What is it with you ponies and names..." He wiped a tear from his left eye with his left index finger, "Oh, I feel MUCH better... Now... Pants?!"

As soon as Paul had shouted, a pair of make shift shorts were levitated over to him in a light blue aura, followed by a disgruntled looking Rarity, who had her hands on her hips as she watched Paul slip the shorts on, hiding his modesty once more.

"I hope you are happy Paul Silvermane?! Making a fashion designer extraordinaire like myself create such a... 'thing' like those..."

Rarity made sure to show her disgust of the shorts in the word 'thing', by letting enough venom drip from her words that would make a king cobra jealous.

"Well sorry Diamond butt... But I didn't specify that some pants should be made, just get me something... Not create them from... Um, what did you make these from?"

Rarity's cheek's were ablaze as her mouth opened and closed a few times before a frown covered her face, "Hooooooooow dare you! My name is Rarity! Not-not 'Diamond rear'! And if you must know, I had to take down some of the Cake's curtains..."

Paul shrugged and turned back to Derpy and nodded, "I'm going to slip out for awhile... Would you mind telling Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy I will be hanging out near the forest next to Fluttershy's cottage?"

"Um... I am not sure leaving right now would be such a good plan Paul..." Derpy said cautiously, but found herself nodding with a sigh of defeat after looking at his smile, "Ok... I will tell them, but why not tell Princess Twilight?"

Paul grinned slyly and made his way to the door, looking over his shoulder at the mess of ponies trying to get words in at the argument going on between the mane 6 and the mayor, then back to Derpy.

"Two reasons, I am an asshole, and she is a magically inclined bitch..."

He chuckled and exited through the front door of Sugar Cube corner and made his way through the silent street's of Ponyville, heading down the path towards the Everfree forest, stopping only once when he got to sweet apple acres, looking over to see the sun slowly setting, and at the same time the moon beginning to rise... Paul let out a sigh of relief as he noticed it wasn't full.

"Right... Time to get a nap in before the shitstorm that is Sparkle butt and party descend on me like a brick house on a wicked witch..."

He got to the border of the dark, foreboding forest and looked up at the tree nearest to him and, once trusting it would hold his weight, he climbed up to a low hanging branch and relaxed on it, resting his back against the tree trunk and closing his eyes, letting sleep slowly take him...

To Be Continued...