*Sigh* well, lets get started.
"Within a magical realm called Equestria, majestic creatures known as ponies were galloping about. Few of the miniature horses were like the ones you and I know, but many had vibrant colored fur and mane to them. Not only that, there were those that were Unicorns or even Pegasi within that world. But for a few lucky ones, they had both the traits of a unicorn and pegasus. Those are called Alicorns"
It's a nice setup, but unfortunately every great place has its ugly side. This place calls them bronies.
"One of the many landmarks of Equestria was a town called Ponyville, which had ponies of all types there. Although, amongst them like a fish out of water, was the only human in Equestria."
How did he get there? Who cares! It's a human in Equestria story, they hardly ever have any reasoning logic to them. His name is..... um..... shoot, what was it? It wasn't Anon, that much I know. The author is a bit self delusional, if you know what I mean. You know what? I'll call him something fitting of his character.
"This human went by the name Meat-head and, despite being the only one of his kind, he found the love of his life within this town. Everything about her was flawless in his eyes. The flowing feathers of her wings, the sparkling aura of her magic, the beautiful lavender colored fur that covered her body. There was no doubt, he was in love with a pony named Twilight Sparkle."
Great, another suitor for Twilight.
"She loved Meat-head in return and even dated a few times."
Scratch that, another hater towards Flash Sentry has revealed himself (the people in Twilight's reverse-harem are insufferable).
"After one of their dates, the two returned to Twilight's library for the night. Meat-head was sitting on the scholar's bed with her. Shes reading a book while he...... brushes... her... mane.......... what the f-"
"Have you ever noticed that the books of Dr. Meuss are more in-depth then what they appear to be" said the Alicorn getting her mane brushed. "'Green Eggs and Hay' is about giving things a chance, 'The Snetches' talks about accepting others as equals and 'The Snorlax' describes about the dangers of having to much power could lead towards a destruction of nature. And then there's 'The Yak in the Sack.' At first, I thought it was a story about Discord, him and the Yak are very much alike, but then I realized that it's a story about being creative."
The human stopped his actions and wondered on the names of those books "I think I've read a story like those back in my world before."
*Tsk* who reads stories anymore nowadays? ......Wait!
Twilight's expression withered at Meat-head's reminder of his foreign origins "Do you ever miss your home?"
He comforts her sorrows with a caring embrace "Sometimes, but I didn't have much of a life back there anyways."
It was filled with reading fanfics and fantasizing about ponies, all because of a single viewing of MLP. Live above the influence.
The lavender pony shifts her position to view the human in his eyes "Really? You don't mind..... staying..... here? " Her gaze looks away in uncertainty, afraid of the answer being not what she desires.
Meat-head tightened his grip around her to calm her quivering fears "I would never leave you for even the perfect world" his eyes closed as he wrapped his head around her "If you're here, then my world is already perfect."
Twilight felt like her heart skipped a beat from his endearing statement. She embraces him with her own comforting hug as her eyes began to close, focusing only on his breathing "I love you."
"I love you too, Twilight."
..........THAT'S IT!!!!! People who make these stories have no creativity!!! These stories are for self insertions to live out your over imaginative fantasies, and I've had it! You know what? Sense this brony loves to be in his pony world so much, lets make him one. Better yet, lets make him Twilight and make Twilight Meat-head, therefore she can't use her magic to reverse the situation.
"At that moment, their minds suddenly switched bodies. Mwahahaha!"
They pulled back from their embrace to gaze into each others eyes, but surprisingly saw someone else, someone.... familiar.
The two leap apart with a mixed expression of confusion and embarrassment, but that was soon changed when they toppled over the bed in their new bodies. "Wha-what the?" Meat-head stuttered on his.... ahem.... on her back. She wobbled to get up but her stiff wings kept her from rolling over.
On the other side bed though, Twilight was having a much better time at adjusting to her, *facepalm*, his new body. "Huh? I'm one of these again?" Twi staggered getting up, he was a little out of practice but he quickly got the hang of things.
"Help" a pitiful feminine cry came from within the room.
Twilight had his doubts but he thinks he knows the source of the call. "Meat-head, is that..... you?" Twi was now questioning the source of a masculine voice that just spoke; it couldn't been from him....... could it?
WAKE UP AND LISTEN TO THE BAD FAN-FIC ALREADY!!!
Twilight peered over the bed and saw the last thing she was expecting it to be, Twilight Sparkle. The feeling seemed mutual for the other Twilight as she stared back just as baffled. Both of them just kept scanning each other to understand at what they where looking at until the human male thought aloud. "Meat.....-head?"
"Twi.....light?" the female pony asked in her feminine voice.
"What happened to you?" they both questioned.
"Did we" Twilight looked at his hands "switch bodies?"
"I-I think s-so" Meat-head look at her hoof.
Twilight's eyes widened "That's my voice? I thought it was more softer, but it sounds a bit.... strong."
Come on, it's not that tara-ble.
"Look, can you help me up?" the alicorn asked extending her foreleg out "I can't really get these wings to work properly."
"Yeah, they can be a problem to control" he grabbed the legs and pulled her onto her legs..... before they unbuckled and plopped her down on the floor again.
"How can you even walk with these legs?" Meat-head asked, trying to move her elbows, but her wrist replied instead. "It feels like my elbow is where my wrist is at and my shoulder is where my elbows at."
You think that's weird, wait until summer rolls around. You'll be feeling the heat.
Twilight was holding back some small giggles at Meat-head's attempting of standing. It was kind of cute to see her try to learn something so simple as standing but realization soon hit him. He realized that she had a horn. Twi felt like he had a rock in his gut at what this could mean. Trying to deny the truth, he focused on something simple by beginning to try and levitate something simple, like the wobbling alicorn before him. "Oh no" the human spoke aloud in a dreaded voice "I can't use magic."
Realization hit Meat-head and she crossed her eyes to view the spiral spear extending from her forehead. "So that means, I should be the one with magic!" a grin began forming on her face. The chance to perform feats that seemed impossible was now within the palm of her ~~hands~~ hooves. She just had to give this special power a whirl. Meat-head began to put pressure on the horn, winching to try to get anything out of the horn, but all of that effort resulted into getting a headache. "Ow" she rubbed her head "how do you use magic, Twi?"
It's just a little bit of using a sleight-of-ha... OH! Sorry there, Hoovedini.
Twilight was feeling pretty discouraged about helping her with a gift that was rightfully meant to be used only by him, but a quick thought about co-operating together might be the only chance they had for both of them to return to their original bodies. He began to speak in a lecture-like tone "Magic is a form of energy that is brought out into the world from within an individual being. They execute the energy by focusing on a specific target, channeling themselves to the target and then molding the target to the form you want it to take shape in within the world. It may seem like simple steps but to perform a perfect execution involves years of practice, discipline, and determination. If these precautions aren't performed beforehand, they can lead to serious con"
In short; a Pledge, a Turn, and a Prestige.
Meat-head tuned her out to focus on levitating herself. "So I focus on myself" she closed her eyes to concentrate, "channel energy" a dark pink aura formed around her, "and envision myself to go up" and she shot up like a rocket and was planted into the ceiling.
She still lives up the her high school nickname. What a 'Bone-head'.
Twilight broke his train of thought to witness the female alicorn's legs dangling in the air as her torso stayed wedged within the timber. "MEAT-HEAD!" he yelled with concern "don't worry, I'll get you down."
But it wooks sooo pwitty, can't we wait until Easter to take it down?
"Take your time" Meat-head stated nonchalantly "I'll just hang around."
".............................she falls."
Meat-head suddenly become loose and shook the floor by the impact of the fall. "MEAT-HEAD!!!" Twilight ran over to the bruised pony, afraid for her condition.
For Twi's body or for that other loser's being?
He knelt down and stopped himself from doing anything rash. With a steady hand, he placed a hand on her and gently stroked her to give comfort. "Are you okay?" he asked out of desperation.
Meat-head was actually feeling pretty sore, but the soothing hand of Twilight's made her feel like she was ready for a mile trot. "I feel fine, thanks to your warm touch."
Twilight pulled back from the surprising comment with a blush. The situation was starting to become intimate, but a knock from the door broke the mood.
"Hey, what's going on in here?"
Speaking about love, here's Barney the Dinosaur.
A green belly, purple scaled dragon named Spike entered the room, curious at what the loud banging was. Spike is considered as a very caring friend to the lovebirds in the room and strives to gain praise from his helpful demeanor.
Many people take him for granted, but I won't degrade the walking leather purse in this story.
"You guys are making a racket up here" the dragon stated as he entered the room.
"Spike!" Twilight jumped at the revelation thought of how to end this bizarre night. "Perfect timing, we need your help."
After an awkward talk, Twilight asked Spike to write a letter to Princess Celestia on the events that have happened over the course of the hour. "If theirs one pony that can solve this problem, then it's Princess Celestia" Twilight told with great pride in her mentor.
Your right, we can't let that bleached pony a chance at wiping away this perfect situation.
"Sincerely, Princess Twilight Sparkle" he stated for Spike to finish writing.
"But Spike's flames weren't working for him."
With the letter all done, Spike inhaled his breath and blew out nothing but smoke. "What's wrong?" Twilight asked the coughing dragon.
"I don't know. *cough* It feels like something is stuck in my throat."
It feels like a pebble is stuck in there, I knew I shouldn't have had that Sapphire for dinner.
"Now what are we going to do" Twilight said from the forestalled issue.
Well given the rare opportunity of switched bodies; I decree a tough challenging round of Twister. You don't mind, do you Hasbro?
"You must have a spell for this in one of your books here, right Twi?" Meat-head asked.
Twilight sighed that he didn't. The chance of finding one is there, but he haven't found it before. Though, he had read most of the books here and it probably wouldn't take long to find one. "Perhaps, but I'm not positive" he got up and carried the alicorn down stairs "I'm sure we'll find it in no time."
Thankfully, this cheesy joke punishes the user by itself.
The next morning, the three of them were searching through books in the library for any spell that could help reverse this odd occurrence. Books were stacked in piles as high as Twilight's current body, both looking like they would fall any minute. "There's nothing in these books" he moaned in frustration "it feels as of late I'm being used by somepony, just so they can entertain their crazy sense of humor."
My sense of humor isn't crazy; mentally disturbing on the other hand...
The alicorn princess took a break from her search to notice that Spike fell asleep with his head in a book "You know the more I think about it, the more I think that this is all somehow connected to Discord's doing."
"Did somepony call for me?" A mischievous voice was heard within the room but it didn't have a precise source. The two bookworms knew that they just heard something and confirmed it with that glance to each other. They glanced around the room for the individual "Why, Twilight Sparkle, you wanted to see me?" the voice said in a thrilled tone, this time revealing it's exact location. Meat-head closed the book he was reading to discover the hybrid stinker, Discord, on the cover of the book. He vanished from the cover to appear next to the lavender pony. "I knew you would warm up to me, we'll be the best of friends" he said lifting her up into a hug.
The 'real' Twilight glared at his visitor, psyched up and ready for business if things got ugly "You did this to us, didn't you?"
Discord was surprised as he glanced over to the male homo-sapien, he never really put much of a resistance against him before. "You're speaking up to me?" the chimera slid over to Twilight "My, what did you put in your cereal this morning human? A backbone perhaps, or was it some cinnamon spice?" he emphasis the last word with a few sparks forming around the draconequus.
"Don't play dumb, you know I'm really Twilight."
"You? Twilight? Pff please, you don't have the figure, boy."
"Meat-head's and my body was switched recently, this has your name written all over it."
Now he looked insulted "Switching bodies, just what kind of being do you think I am? I would never pull a mediocre trick like that, those are for others that lack creativity."
Why that rancid over-sized nematode!
Twilight backed down a little. It was quite unlikely that Discord had nothing to do with this, but their were times he had lied before. Pushing the issue aside, he decided to try and solve this problem "Then I assume you can change us back?"
"If you want your bodies to change, I can do that. This kind of stuff is child's play, compared to the stuff I usually do."
It's time to show this carny freak just how playful I can be.
Discord cracked his knuckles and literally rotated his arms. He extended his arm and with a snapped of his fingers, he turned...
"Into a human!"
Discord's figure suddenly turned into that of a human's. He looked like an older gentleman, about around in his late forties, with a light-brown tux suit on. However, the limbs to the suit looked like they where torn off and restitched with another suit, each section from a different suit.
Discord's eyes widened, from this odd mishap "That didn't go quite as planned. Let me try that again" He extended his new arm and made another snapping to turn...
"Into a pony!"
Now his body turned into a full equine. The limbs stayed the same color as his original form and was even given a cutie mark, it was a mess to even begin to describe at what it looked like.
"Well this is embarrassing" the full-formed equin said in a hint of blushing from embarrassment "it seems something is messing me up from performing my magic." The other two looked at each other to try understand if this was all an act, or an actual issue they're dealing with. "Let me try one more time" He lifted his hoof and stomped the ground to turn...
"Into the letter 'Q'!"
Discord's body changed to one of the last things that you would expect, the letter 'Q'. His regular size was as same, but he lacked ears, horns, arms, a muzzle and a leg. He did have eyes and they looked like one was twitching from the lack of accomplishment.
".....I'm....... going to go now" the letter said in an unsure manner before waddling it's way out of the front door.
Twilight and Meat-head were left there to collect their thoughts on what just happened. The symbol of disharmony was in a confused state that made the two observers to seriously accept that they were dealing with something more than just a simple trick. Feeling that enough time was spent watching Discord making a fool of himself, they continued their research through the pile of books in the library.
A half-hour later brought a new guest to the tree, a pink pony bounced in humming a tune. Her name was Pinkie Pie. She's a weird pony that's hard to even begin identifying what makes her act the way she does, but despite her behavior, she can always be count on when you need a laugh.
That is if you can stand her sense of humor.
She jumps towards Meat-head "Hey Twilight," she mistakenly named "you won't believe what I saw coming here. Their was a giant 'Q', just waddling through town."
Meat-head, not being used to being called 'Twilight', didn't respond to her.
"I was about to greet it to town but then I started to wonder, why is it here alone? Doesn't a 'U' always follow a 'Q'? Where was the 'U'?"
Meat-head turned a page in the book she was reading.
"By the time I realized that I wanted to greet it, it dispersed. So I continued my way here to return the book I borrowed." She takes out a light-medium colored book with a fork and spoon on the cover with the word 'CHOWDER' imprinted on top of the two utensils. "There were so many recipes inside. My personal favorite has to be 'Froggy Apple Crumple Thumpkin,' that recipe will definitely come in handy later on."
Just ignore it and it might go away........ at least until the next generation.
By now, Pinkie realized that she was being ignored by the lavender alicorn. "Hellooooooooo~, Twiii~ liiiiight. Are you listening?" she pokes Meat-head and finally gets her attention.
"Huh? Oh, hey Pinkie" she recalls the last few words that trailed by her. "Twilight? She's over there."
"Huh, she is?" she glimpses over to see a male human reading a book "That's Meat-head, silly."
"No I'm Meat-head."
"What? But you're Twilight."
"No, I'm really Meat-head."
"Then who's Twilight?"
"He is."
"Then who am I?"
When two geniuses meet.
After a lengthy talk, with the help of Twilight, Pinkie understood what happened to the two. "Oh, it must be the narrator's doing" she said cheerfully.
"What?" Twilight questioned.
"What?" Meat-head followed up with.
WHAT!?!?!?
"Yeah, the narrator is a big grumpy pants that finds stories nowadays to be boring" the pink pony went on saying. "He probably got tired from reading those stories and decided to change this story up to make it interesting."
And your making it even more interesting.
"I am!?!?!?"
*Covers mouth*!!!!!!!!
Twilight placed a hand on the back of his pink friend. "Pinkie" he calmly said, "who are you talking to?"
"The narrator, he said I was interesting!"
I didn't say it like tha-*covers mouth again*!!!!!!
Twilight was confused about this whole situation, but this was Pinkie after all. At times like this, he just had to go with it. "So you're saying that the narrator made me and Meat-head switch bodies because our story was..... boring?"
"Hm-mmm" Pinkie said cheerfully "It was just like a everyday kind of story that you would find in a romance novel."
Or something on FIMFi-*mouth thing again*!!!!!!!!!
Twilight continued, "Then the narrator can also change us back to normal, right?"
Pinkie confirmed with a grinful nod "Just ask him, I'm sure he'll agree."
LIKE HE-*swear averted*!!!!!!!!!
Twilight quivered at the pressure of asking. It felt like he was standing in front of Princess Celestia, asking for a break from his studies. "Mr. Narrator," he begins "could you please change me and Meat-head back to the way we were."
.............
"He's trying to ignore us" Pinkie translated for them.
"Please," Twilight said sincerely "this may seem like a story to you, but this is reality to us. Even if it was poorly written, it was still given effort for those who care about it. Nothing is redeemed bad by everypony and if it can at least make somepony satisfied, then I think it should stay for the public to see."
Well, that's very touching Twilight but in this reality people care about one thing, and that's themselves. When making a movie, show, or even a story; they are driven by a force that helps themselves gain something. It could be money, pleasure, or just plain stubbornness that drives a person to create a media for others and I think that needs to change. I see it that you should make a masterpiece out of everything that you do; if you don't like it, who's to say that others will? The author of the story made it mediocre and bland, so why should I take it seriously? It may be considered a masterpiece in his eye, but this kind of harsh punishment to his work might strive him at writing better stories with more in-depth characters and plot points. I'm sorry you have to be a victim in this Twilight but read my keystrokes; 'it is not going to happen!'
"He said 'no'" Pinkie told the others.
You annoying pink DONKEY!!! TELL THEM EVERYTHING I SAID!!!!!!!
Twilight wasn't liking this situation, but he wasn't going to be bullied; not even by the narrator of his story. "Change us back...... or else."
Oh yeah, well what are you, the pawn, and 'Bazooka Joann' going to do about it?
"He said 'make me' and called you Joann" Pinkie misinformed.
Twilight puffed himself up, but sighed in defeat. This..... thing was on a whole other level then he was, touching it was impossible. Even if there was a way, he lacked the magic to make it possible. Twilight began to lose himself in tears.
Meat-head felt like she was useless, standing there, watching Twilight cry. She just had to do something to get back to normal. As far as it was from being possible, she had to try and make things right again. She was going to try and perform a body switching spell.
Bad idea pal.
"Twilight" Meat-head's voice calmed him down a bit to listen "let me try to use my magic to switch us back."
He looked into her confident eyes, burning with determination that this would work. Twilight was scared on what answer he should say. It's to dangerous. What if you fail? Can such a feat actually be performed? He didn't know what to do, but after an eye connection between him and the alicorn, he began to form the answer. Their eyes lock together for what seemed like an eternity, but with the few seconds as it was, Twilight nodded and bet everything on Meat-head.
The alicorn smiled at the faith he had in her and began focusing on themselves.
Don't try it.
A magic aura formed around both of them as the spell continued.
Why am I even bothering?
With everything set, the only thing that was left was imaging the two back into their original bodies. With a sudden burst of white light, the brave alicorn...
"Blows up Equestria. .....relax guys, it's just a story."
Author's Note
There a hidden connection I put in those Dr. Meuss books. At first, you thought I was only making up names, but then you'll realize that my voice was declaring a interesting tidbit.
Boy, it's weird writing all of this mushy stuff. I guess a statement I said once holds water for me.
"Men don't love. They. Have. PASSION!"
“It all ends in one of two ways: either someone gets eaten or something blows up.”
― Jim Henson
