Fading Rainbow

So today was an ordinary day.  I woke up, took my shower, and fell through the sidewalk on my attempt to reach the grocery store.

That was a first.

I had smashed my beautiful face on some sort of giant crystal-thingy.  It hurts.

I just sat there, doing nothing, beautiful smashed face and all.  After sitting there for about fifteen minutes, a small voice crept into the silent nothingness of my current situation.

"Princess Celestia?  Is that you?"

I tried to say "not", but it didn't work.  My name is not "Celestee", it's "Rainbowshine".  I am also not a "princess".  I wonder how smart the owner of this voice is.

"My god!  Princess Celestia, what has happened to you?"

I try to say "not" again, but it comes out as a muffled groan.

"Oh, let me help you, dear!"

I feel myself being picked up - though I felt no hands on my - hoof!?

Where did this hoof come from?

"Princess Celestia?  Why is your mane...different?"

I don't have a mane.

Or do I...?  I already have a hoof, so why would I not have a mane?  Am I a horse?

Lifting my head up,  I see a small white unicorn looking at me with eyes of concern.  She has a very curled purple mane, and three cute little blue diamonds on her flank.

I wonder if she made this thing.  After all, she likes diamonds so much she glued them to her flank.

"H-hello?"  I stammer.

"Oh my!  Your face has been hurt badly! I must tell Twilight about this instantly!"  She hurries off, still holding me in this very funny blue flowing thingy.

Hmmm...  I ponder about this.  Am I unconscious?  Well, I don't think so, because I wouldn't be having random pony dreams if I was unconscious.  What if this is a simulation?  But I don't think those tech geeks had that advanced technology to make this.  Wouldn't they also ask for consent?  This place is really funny.  And what's " Twilight"?

The white unicorn returns with a purple alicorn with a six-sided pink star glued onto her flank. She has a dark purple mane with magenta and pink stripes on it, with bangs hanging over her face. The purple one should be "Twilight".  I wonder if those thingies glued onto their flanks are fashionable - why else would they do that to their poor little flanks?

"Who are you?" the purple one asks.

"I'm Rainbowshine.  What's your name?"

She ignores my question.  How rude.  "Why are you here?"

"Because I went grocery shopping and then I fell through my sidewalk and smashed my face here."

"Are you an imposter?"

"No."

"Why would I believe you?"

Wow, this feels like interrogation, "Twilight".  "Because I haven't done anything to you yet and I plan to make my way home."  I mouthed the word "soon".

"And my face really, really hurts."

Her expression softens as she makes a small first-aid kit appear out of nowhere, her horn covered in a pink version of the blue flowy thingy surrounding me.

"Well, I guess I could get your face fixed up a bit here."  The first-aid kit is surround by the pink flowy thingy.

As she works with some bandages, wrapping them around my bloodstained face, the white unicorn yells "SPIKE!!!  BE A DEAR AND GET MY FAVORITE SNOWBOOTS READY!"

Who's "Spike"?  Maybe he's like ... another unicorn, I guess?

"Spike" turns out to be a small light purple dragon, and he's wingless.  He's carrying four small blue, diamond-adorned boots, but he drops them as soon he sees my bandaged-up face.

"Who-who's that?"

"An unexpected visitor.  Her name is Rainbowshine.  We need to take her to Nurse Redheart's to get her face fixed up because she smashed it on the floor rather badly.  Shall we go, Twilight?"

"Twilight" finishes with the bandages, wrapping the last one on top of my muzzle.  Agh, I'm a horse.  I wonder if "Nurse Redheart"  is a horse or a dragon.  What if she's a cross between a horse and a dragon?  I shiver as I picture a demented, monsteruque creature, staring down at me with bloodstained fangs.

"Uh...what's your name again?"  I ask "Twilight".

"It's Twilight Sparkle."

"What's your name, uh...white ... unicorn horsey?"  I ask the white unicorn.

She looks annoyed, but she replies "I'm Rarity."

"No offense, but why did Rarity glue three blue diamonds onto her flank and Twilight glue a six-sided star onto hers?"

The previously nervous-looking Spike falls down laughing.  "Uh...they're cutie marks and they appear naturally - laugh - when a pony finds their special talent."

"You have one too, dear," Rarity points to my "flank".  I notice a pink six-star identical to Twilight's.

"Isn't that my cutie mark?"  Twilight asks, her face looking confused and disgusted at the same time.

"Well, you have little six-stars around yours, and mine has five sparks.  I don't even know what that means."  I tell her.  Yay, I was sad that we might have the same talent.

"Good to know."  Twilight eyes me suspiciously.

"Can we go now?"  The presence of weird unicorns, alicorns, and dragoa, was making me very nervous.  After all, they were three things here, but at Nurse Redheart's there was only Nurse Redheart.  Maybe she would know how to get me back on that sidewalk.

I find myself walking with four legs easy.  I don't know...it seems like some sort of distant memory to walk like this.  How do I know why I have that?