The Perilous Quest to Save Vinyl From Certain Demise

Terrified out of your mind, you cannot take your eyes off the alien reflection in the mirror. This is absolute madness! Whatever magic has taken hold of you, it can't be good.

You, as an earth pony, know very little about magic. Something like this falls far beyond your area of expertise. you need somepony to take a look at this who's familiar with magical workings, who might be able to cast a spell to fix your strange appearance...

Princess Twilight will know the answer, you think. She was a prodigy of magic even before she rose to her current status, and I don't know many ponies who haven't seen her about some issue or another...

Nodding to yourself, you decide quickly. To Twilight's library it is, then!

Now you just need to find a way to disguise yourself. You're fairly well-known around Ponyville, so it could be extremely awkward to cross town with these horrible ears...

Of course! You can hide them with a hat! Brilliant! You quickly run upstairs to look through your belongings, and lo and behold, you find yourself a lovely black top hat, just large enough to contain your long, unnatural ears. You put it on along with your bow tie and hastily run out the door, so you can trot over to the library.

As much as you try to avoid the other residents of Ponyville on your way through town, you can't help but hear suppressed giggles as you pass by, ears tucked into your top hat. Only now do you realize that your fashion statement, while it manages to hide your ears, still isn't normal for you to be seen in, much less any of the other ponies in this town. You can practically hear the whispering, the rumors spreading, and the town mocking you behind your back.

Finally, you reach the large tree in the center of Ponyville, where Twilight Sparkle lived. You knock on the door, hoping you don't have to stand around in public for much longer.

A small voice makes it's way past the door, saying, "Yes! I'm coming! Just give me one minute!"

That minute, standing in front of the library door, is particularly embarrassing for you, as ponies pass by, openly staring at your strange appearance. You feel your cheeks flush red, and eagerly welcome the door's opening.

Standing in front of you now, holding the door slightly ajar is Spike, the baby dragon who acted as Princess Twilight's personal assistant. You sheepishly greet him with a small "hello," as he tilts his head sideways, obviously baffled by your choice of headwear.

"Um... can I help you?

"I need to see Twilight. A magical curse of some kind has befallen me, and I wish her opinion on how it might be removed."

Lose your nerve and run away, blushing up a storm.