The Land Before Ours

     It has been three days, and there is still no sign of the Dimensional Traveler. Ponies here are beginning to get suspicious of our sudden arrival. We must find the way out, and quick. Honestly, I don’t exactly know what the D.T. will do once someone goes through. It may go with them, it may stay in place. And honestly, I haven’t exactly been looking and trying to escape. I just think that the food here is just too good to say no to. You try their food, then argue with me.

     Anyway, Flam is, again, out looking for the D.T. while Zecora is visiting other ponies. I am just lying here under a tree, eating this delicious cake. WHAT? My hoof is changing! What is going on? It’s getting duller and rounder and WHAT? My other hoof, too! I have to go find Zecora and Flam!

     I can’t find them anywhere! There, in the bakery! They appear to have different tails and hooves, too. I inform them of what is happening, but they don’t seem to notice any changes. What now? I am changing so fast, soon I’ll be a 3G pony, permanently!