From Dusk Til... Ponies?

***From Dusk Til... Ponies?

Chapter 1:***

Ponyfications...What a bother

---Day 3---

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

I opened my eyes begrudgingly to look at the clock.

5:30a.m.

I groaned. Figures. It was an hour early again.

Since I have school I felt I should just stay up but then, after pulling the blanket off my head, I realized I was upside down with my legs in the air above my bed.

“Oh come on! Again?”

I finally managed to pull myself out of the crack and looked around the room. It was just as messy as usual. A couple books here and there, some dirty laundry that was not mine since I share with our washer and dryer, my TV, and a couple other things including my closet with My Little Pony stickers on it. I had also drawn a couple other things on there but what came to my mind was my art project.

Oh crap! I forgot to finish it!

Well no wonder. You were up until two again.

*Sigh* I’m going to fail.

Not if we get it done.

I should probably explain this conversation with myself. I talk to myself as if I were someone else. This leads to some weird situations but that’s not important.

I scrambled up and jumped to my closet and instead of landing a foot away from my bed, like I planned, I crashed into my closet. I groaned and sat up.

“Maybe I should just stand next time.”

Wait a minute. Whose voice was that? I looked around.

“Who’s there?”

After hearing the voice echo me there were only two options. 1) It was me. 2) My sister had dared to enter my room to screw with me and was using a different voice. Last time she had done this I had my MP3 waiting with the line “Who dares disturb my slumber?” full volume. As soon as she tried to wake me I pressed play. If you have ever seen someone jump during the movie then you can imagine my 11-year-old sister’s reaction. Anyways…

Sure! She came into the *LOCKED** room and is waiting for you.*

It’s happened before!

Ya but this is a different lock.

True…

I got up and lifted my arms to the door knob to unlock and open it. I fell so I tried leaning on the door and brought my arms up. Gods of Olympus this felt weird. When I did I found my arms were a weird purple color and had what looked like hooves at the end.

What?

Don’t worry about that we have to get into the bathroom. Our bladder is dying here.

Right!

Opening the door with my teeth was hard I’ll admit but I still did it. I got to the front bathroom and shut the door. Using the toilet I climbed up onto to the sink. As soon as I saw my reflection I froze. For a minute or so I did nothing except look at the mirror in disbelief. I was a purple color, had a teal colored mane, and was a pegasus. As I stood there a pain hit me. Right, the bathroom.

“Buck!”

Clambering down I looked at the toilet and thought about how I would use it. This is hard when you still don’t know how to walk.

“Wait… Isn’t this pony a mare?”

I think so why don’t you check?

So I checked. Don’t ask. It’s not something I wish to relive.

“Whatever…”

I have always taken the girl comments quite well.

“The shower or outside?”

We should leave the house after we pack…

Right. I climbed into the shower and did a number 1.  Very awkward. Let’s just skip this part it’s a little too embarrassing. After I rinsed the shower I did my best to get to my room. Once there I pulled out a bag and grabbed my one or two best drawings, computer and charger, and then packed a couple of my favorite books.

After that I dragged out my jackets. I can’t go anywhere without wearing my jackets. They helped represent who I was. I got them on and realized that the sleeves were too long so I did my best to pin them up with hair ties. I also packed my jean style bear, Bo. People who say that teenagers with stuffed animals are wimps can shut it. I love that bear and I would search everywhere if I lost it.

After that I snagged a bag of apples form the pantry. Thank the gods for these things with their close proximity to the ground. After I felt I had packed enough I checked the clock. It was 6:30. An hour was lost and I still had to figure out how to walk.

After writing a quick note to the family I left.

The note said-

Family, I have gone to visit relatives and will not be back for a while. Please do not worry. All I ask is that you explain my absence to the school. –Josh

I also sent a message to my friend Fullmetal Heart through Quotev.

Don’t blame me for us not being able to walk!

I didn’t!

I did my best to open our carport door. After that I looked down.

Hera’s underwear.

Don’t use that kind of language!

Sorry.

The stairs though short would be hell. I decided to just crawl down a little. After I managed to do that and shut the door, I fell.

After picking myself up from the ground I crawled out to the yard. It was time to try walking. I decided to imitate a dog. This I strongly recommend against. If you do this you will face plant. A LOT.

I finally decided to close my eyes and try. After three steps I opened my eyes, gasped, and then splat. I fell again.

“Oh come on!”

After probably three thousand tries I gave up and pulled out my computer and using a pencil in my teeth looked up an episode of My Little Pony. I did my best to study how they walked. After trying this about three times I finally succeeded. Whooping in joy I did a loop-d-loop. Then realizing what I had done I gasped.

Aphrodite’s Bra.

I sighed. Of course it requires instinct. Of all the things I didn’t think of! Finally I closed the computer but, as I did so, I noticed something. One video showed Celestia and Luna in a sort of news room or whatever it was.

No comment on that last one?

Goddess of Love. Ya. Kind of not really a curse considering you know…

Ok ya I get it.

I watched the video.

Scene-

Celestia walked onto the stage and my thoughts were Figures, creator gets one of the princesses with no sarcasm. "I-I…" she said as she shook slightly.” I know you must all be, uh, shocked about this. Believe me, I am too. But please don't doubt me when I say that I am really Lauren Faust, and she,” she said as pointed a hoof to Luna "is really Tara Strong."

The reason I called this conference today is not to tell the world about what happened to us. As you can see, it's obvious," she said statically. "I called for this because this is the only way to assure that I am heard by my target audience. You see… *Ahem* There is one other out there who is like us. I don't know who, or where, but somewhere there is a person just like us. Changed. Into a pony."

"But this will not be the case for very long, every day, someone else is affected, and this will continue until–"she stopped and then proceeded. "Yet, the most important thing I have to say yet is this, to those that find themselves changed." She looked off to another camera. "If any of you find yourself to be an Element of Harmony, I need your help. You need to come to New York" She turned. "No further comment." She proceeded to leave the room along with the others up there with her.

Scene cut.

Thank you YouTube. Especially Brohoofing-newsEquestria.

Element of Harmony? Yup definitely not me, but I still needed to leave. My family is not the most accepting and traveling sounded fun. I decided to head for Nashville and got on Google Maps. After figuring out my course I noted it down. As I stood a light came on in the living room.

“Oh Hades!”

I ran or galloped, which was it? Whatever it was I went as fast as I could.

Then an idea crossed my mind.

“Jacob….”

I turned and headed for Justin’s.

I rapped on the door with my hoof.

“Hello?”

“Hello Kathy may I speak with Justin?”

She stood there stunned for a minute probably pondering the fact that a pony was at her door before she called for Justin. “Justin

someone wants to see you!”

“Ok Mom!” She backed up and he replaced her.

“Yes?” he asked.

“Hi Justin!” I replied.

“A pony?” he said.

“So?” I asked.

“The news stuff?” he questioned.

“Yup!” I said.

“Whatever. What do you want?” he said.

“Do you know where Jacob Hilton is?” I asked.

“Ya, why?”

“Can you take me there?”

“Ya, why?”

“I need help.”

"Ya, why?"

"Ummm hello? Pony?"

“Give me a second. MOM!”

She returned. “Yes?”

“Can I take the pony to Jacob’s?” he asked.

“I guess as long as it doesn’t make a mess in the car.”

“Alright.” He stepped out the door and headed for the car.

I followed.

And so as my story begins I hope yours is going well. And if it hasn’t started yet it will. Let us hope we may meet one day but until then Arrivederci e buona fortuna! –Of Italian Language meaning- Goodbye and Good Fortune.