I was listening to Winter Wrap Up through headphones while reading My Little Pony fanfictions. Sure, I was supposed to be doing Spanish classwork, but Rainbow Dash was calling me! So, you could say I’m a brony. My whole family knows that I watch MLP. In fact, my younger brother led me to the show. Besides my family, only my best friends know that I watch MLP, and they also watch it. I’ve subtly hinted that I liked it to one of my other friends, but she didn't get the clue. That’s pretty much it.
Anyway, I was listening when suddenly, there was this huge flash of light, and I'm pretty sure I passed out. The next thing I remember, I was walking down a dirt path in a forest. The forest wasn't dark and threatening like the everfree, it was more of a place that someone would go to meditate. I don't know how long I walked, but after a while, I realized that I was dreaming. I wasn't in control or anything, but it was still a pretty cool feeling.
I had walked a bit longer when I noticed movement behind a nearby tree. I spun around and got into a basic fighting stance that I had learned during the three months I took karate in elementary school. There was more rustling in the bushes, and then everything was silent. Well, everything was silent for about three seconds. Then, someone flew out of the bushes. I'm not saying that they were really fast, though they were. They had pale wings, and they were a blur as that someone pounced on me. I struggled a bit, but to no avail. When I finally stopped squirming under my attacker, I actually got a good look at them.
My attacker was definitely not human, and also definitely female. She had pale white wings, and was on all fours. She definitely had hooves. The pale white continued around the rest of her body, although I could see flecks of gold. She had a pony head and large green eyes. She had a dark brown mane and tail. She looked just like a pegasus on My Little Pony. I knew I was in a dream, so I calmed down.
"I'm Callan Firehoof. You remember me, right?" She said. And then I did remember her. She was an OC that I'd made for My Little Pony a few months ago when I was bored. I nodded.
"Could you please get off of me now?" I asked. Callan obliged, and I sat up. I could now see the cutie mark I'd made for her of two crossed blades with wings on either side.
"Alright, Kate. Sorry about that. I needed to make sure that you'd stay still. As you've remembered, I'm Callan," She extended a hoof. I took it and we shook hands.
Woldn't that be that you shook hand and hoof?
Shut up, brain. It doesn't really matter.
"I think you know who I am," I told Callan. She nodded.
"Things are gonna get weird, starting when you wake up. There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to say it. You're turning into me," She said. I'm pretty sure my jaw hit the ground. I sat there, gaping like an idiot for a few minutes.
"What?" I said.
You're such a genius, Kate.
Not helping, brain!
"It's about time you woke up, Kate. Things are going to be... different, to say the least," Callan said.
"Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" I asked, but got no reply, as the world dissolved into darkness, and I awoke with a jolt. My spanish teacher was standing over me.
“Umm, Kate, are you okay?” She asked me.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I asked. Actually, I couldn't really hear my music anymore. Oh, no. No. I slowly lifted my hand to the top of my head and felt through my hair. I hit something. Something that one could only describe as a pony ear. I moved my hand around more and found another ear. My eyes went wide. I didn't care where I was going, I just ran. I found myself in the girls bathroom, looking in a mirror. Yep, I definitely had pony ears.
“What the hay? Wait, did I just say that? WHAT?” I stroked my new ears… this was WEIRD. Celestia, I couldn't go back to class like this… what to do… my phone rang. I picked it up.
“Hello?” I asked.
“This is Meg, has anything… odd happened to you in the past few minutes?” Oh, it was Meg. She’s one of my good friends who knows that I like MLP. I've been friends with her since third grade, when I accidentally knocked her over and had to walk her to the nurse's office. The nurse had a full house that day, and so I ended up staying and talking to Meg. We became friends soon after. Meg's a sensible person, and enjoys cartoons as much as I do.
“Yeah, actually…” I replied.
“What, exactly?” Meg asked.
“Uhh... Ihaveponyearsnow,” I said as quickly as I could. Somehow, Meg figured out what I had said.
“I have a horn...” She said.
“What’s up with this?” I was really confused. I kept reaching up to stroke my new ears, just because I needed to keep proving that they were there. Then I got a text from our friend Matt.
I'd met Matt back in sixth grade, when a mutual friend introduced us. Matt's a burly guy with sandy blond hair, and the quarterback on the football team. He's the goalie on his soccer team, and a bit of a writer too. He has an okay sense of humor, but gets stressed out a bit too easily.
That mutual friend was Zane. Zane plays soccer, and he's a really good artist. In fact, he drew Callan for me. Zane's a cool guy, and he's always cracking jokes. Always. Sometimes it gets a bit annoying, but most of the time it's okay. Zane's a tall guy with bleached hair and lots of freckles.
Matt's got a girlfriend. Her name's Sarah, and she's really enthusiastic about everything. Honestly, if she were any more excited about that new cabinet her uncle's getting, her head would explode. She's not the sharpest tool in the box, but she's a really loyal person. She's extra nice too, but often acts like a six year old on a sugar high.
“Let’s meet up at my house. I just got a text from Matt. I’d better see what’s up,” I said.
“You don’t think…” She said.
“Maybe,” I hung up.
Now, about that text… I checked my texts. Apparently, Matt had grown "holes", whatever those were, Sarah had grown a horn “and was going full Pinkie Pie” about it. Zane developed front hooves and was surprisingly calm about it. I texted Matt back to meet me at my house, and to bring Sarah and Zane. I put away my phone and ran down to the garage. This teacher tried to stop me, but I just ran by them. I reached my car and got in. I started it up and turned on the radio.
“Breaking news! Fans of the cartoon My Little Pony are turning into their OC’s all over the world! Medical authorities are baffled! People are advised to stay in their homes. The authorities are on alert for anyone with this strange illness.” I’d heard enough. I turned off the radio. We were being quarantined? I stepped on the gas. I needed to open up the house for everypony.
A few minutes later, I was at the house. There was a car parked in the driveway, but nopony was outside. I walked into the house, and was surprised that the door was unlocked. Nopony should have been home then... except… my brother also liked MLP. Had he left school too? He’s only twelve, he shouldn’t be ditching school!
And I’m sixteen and also shouldn’t be skipping school.
Not really the point.
My brother's name is Peter. Sometimes I call him Pete. He's a twelve year old kid, and he's pretty annoying most of the time. He's a pretty good artist, and he's a bookworm. He's really smart, and also really obsessed with his DS. He's my only sibling, and sometimes I wish he wasn't. It would be nice to have a sister sometimes.
I stepped inside.
“Hello?” I said.
“Kate?” Meg’s voice came from down the hall.
“It’s me,” I said. Meg ran down the hall and hugged me.
“So. What’s up with Matt?” She pulled out of the hug. She had a six inch horn on her head.
“He’s got some... what did he call them? Oh yeah, holes. Sarah’s got a horn, and Zane’s got hooves. So, a typical day in freaky land. They’re coming over,” I said.
“Uh, Kate?” I heard Peter say from the bathroom.
“Yeah, Pete?” I said.
“I've got two horns on my head... “ He said.
“Alright. We need to figure this out, but we’d better wait until everypony else gets here to check up on anything,” I said.
“Since when do you say ‘everypony’?” Peter snickered. I glared at him. The door opened, and in walked Matt, with Sarah and Zane trailing behind him. They stopped in the doorway.
"Woah..." Matt said.
"Yep. Anyway, let's all get down to the basement and do some research." I said.
"Ey, you sound like Twilight!" Zane joked.
"That's not actually that funny right now," I said on my way downstairs. I made my way to the computer and opened up google.
"So. What do you all know about all this?" Matt asked.
"That it's bucking AWESOME!" Sarah squealed.
"Not exactly my thoughts..." Matt said, "Anypony else?"
"Well, bronies across the world are turning into their OC's, so it's not just us. Authorities want to quarantine us, though. Not looking that good for us," I said, googling 'bronies turning into OC's'. No dice. Just some fanfictions. I tried 'turning into a pony'. Still nothing of use.
"Try a brony site!" Peter said. I got into my favorite site, and there was where we got our answers.
"Alright, brony community. Don't panic. I'm pretty sure we're all going through the same stuff. We're turning into our OC's. Two guys have claimed that they're responsible for all of this. They're holding a convention in Chicago for all that wish to attend. Be careful, though. And good luck," I read aloud.
"I'm pretty sure we're going to Chicago," Meg said.
"I know I'm going. Peter too," I said.
"Sarah and I'll come," Matt declared. Sarah smiled.
"I dunno... I think so..." Zane said.
"Zane, you have to come. Your mom..." Matt said.
"She'd freak. You're right. I'm coming," Zane grimaced. Speaking of moms...
"My mom wouldn't be thrilled if we just left... I'm calling my mom. We're driving to Chicago,"
"But wouldn't a plane be faster?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, but the authorities are on the lookout for us. They'd find us," I said.
"Good point. Any plans?" Matt asked.
"Peter, get some suitcases. Grab your clothes and pack up. And yes, you can bring your DS. After that, you can help Zane grab some snacks. Not too many, or mom'll get mad. Sarah, Matt, start up the car. We're taking your van. Meg, call your dad. He's a reasonable guy. I'll pack my things, call my mom, and book us a hotel by the convention center," I said.
I ran to my room, grabbed a suitcase and stuffed my only MLP shirt that I'd never worn into it. A few plain T-shirts, a black hooded sweatshirt, a pair of khaki shorts, two pairs of sweatpants, and a few pairs of jeans went in. I pulled out my laptop and looked for a hotel. The first few were all booked, but the sixth one had a two bed room that we could rent. I booked it. Then, I closed my laptop and put it in the suitcase. I slipped in a charger, my iPod, and a pair of earbuds. I would have used headphones, but they would have fallen off of my new ears. For luck, I added in my stuffed Rainbow Dash. Finally, I stuffed in a few candy bars and zipped it up. Oh, Celestia. Now for the hard part. I punched my mom's number into my phone and pressed call. I put the it on speakerphone so that I could talk and listen at the same time, what with my new ears. I heard the first few rings and then my mom picked up.
"Hello?" My mom's voice asked. I took a deep breath.
"Mom... have you heard the news reports about people... you know, growing animal body parts?" I asked.
"Yes, honey. What about them?" She asked.
"Well... I, uh... me and Peter kind of... that's happening to us too. Matt, Sarah, Zane, and Meg too. The people responsible owned up and they're holding a convention in Chicago. We're going," I said. There was no sound on the other end, but then there was sobbing.
"Th- this is... you're joking, right?" She said.
"I actually wish it was," I replied.
"Alright, you can go. Keep Peter safe, okay?" She said.
"I promise. We'll figure out what to do," I said.
"I love you no matter what," My mom hung up.
Peter had grabbed a few suitcases and passed them around. He'd also grabbed his prized DS. He and Zane were almost finished getting the food. Sarah and Matt had started up the car. Meg was calling her dad. After a short conversation with him, that didn't involve any yelling, Meg hung up, and we were ready to go. We hauled the suitcases back to Matt's van. We lay them on the floor, so that we could all fit in the van. Matt was driving, with Sarah next to him. Behind them were Me, Peter, and Meg. Zane was stretched out on the seat behind us.
"We're off to see the idiots! The idiots who started this all!" I started to sing. I'm pretty sure that everyone joined in.
Author's Note
Yep. My first story. I hope that someone enjoyed it!
FULLY REVISED! Hope it's better.
"Are we there yet?" Peter asked after about an hour in the car.
"No, Pete, we've got a few days of driving if we stop to rest... maybe three or four? It takes a while to get from Oregon to Chicago," I said. Peter started tapping his feet against the back of Matt's chair.
"Hey, man, could you stop?" Matt asked. Peter obliged. So, Matt was driving, Sarah was next to him, asleep. Then, behind her was Meg, on her phone. I sat next to her thinking about... everything, I guess. Next to me was Peter, being Peter. Behind him was Zane, stretched out drinking a soda and listening to music on his iPod. I figured that music would be nice, so I got out my iPod and turned it on. I plugged my earbuds in and put them in my new ears. Music blasted out, and I quickly shook my earbuds out. I turned the volume to the lowest level and put them back in. Much better. I listened for about two hours, and noticed that we were stopping at a 7 Eleven. I pulled out my earbuds.
"What're we pulling over for?" I asked.
"Zane drank everything we brought, which is like one soda bottle and three water bottles, so we figured he could take a leak and pick up some new drinks," Matt said.
"I want to save as much time as possible, so I'll buy the drinks while he goes... you know," I said. They nodded, and I pulled the sweatshirt I'd packed out of my bag. Zane and I got out and walked inside. He ran towards the bathroom while I walked around. Hmm, some sodas looked good. I also grabbed some water. Then, just to be sure that we had enough food, I grabbed a couple bags of chips, some candy, and a handful of Slim Jims. I dropped them on the counter. The cashier was a bored looking girl flipping through channels on a TV.
"Nothing on but that weird story about people turning into ponies. Total load of crap, if you ask me," She said.
"Uh, sure," I nodded. I payed for my stuff, Zane came out of the bathroom, and we walked out of the store. I dropped the bag on the floor and sat down. Matt started up the car and drove for another hour.
"Guys, I'm getting a bit tired, can somepony else drive for a bit?" Meg took over for Matt. She'd been driving for about a half hour when I fell asleep. I was back in the forest. I walked down the same path that I'd walked in my last dream.
"You there?" I called out. My response came in the form of Callan stepping out of the brush.
"Hey," She said.
"Hi. So, anything I need to know?" I asked.
"Umm... when you get your wings, don't start flying until you're fully me. You know, pegasus bones are hollow, so they don't weigh you down. Human bones, not so much. Also, you'd better wake up," She said.
"What? Why? I didn't get to really talk to you!"
"Wake up!" She said. I found myself stirring. I was back in the car. I looked around. Sarah, who'd been sleeping for hours was now awake. She was really happy about something. Meg had stopped the car, and was staring at her hands... well, they weren't really hands anymore. More like hooves. Oh... I looked back at Sarah, and... pony ears. Sarah had pony ears.
Next to me, Matt had much larger holes. Wait, what was up with me? I tried to look at myself, but Matt saved me the trouble.
"Kate, you've got wings," He said. I did... they actually felt pretty good. I turned around. Zane had a mane, and Peter was much taller.
"Uh, Meg, I don't think you should be driving. I'll take over," I said. We switched seats, and I started driving.
"Hey, Kate? Could you turn on the radio?" Meg asked. I obliged.
"There're many car crashes today, Phil. This probably has to do with the startling development of 'bronies' becoming ponies. Anything to say on the matter?"
"Thanks, Allison. Now, we have the father of one of these bronies here at the studio. Hello, sir, may the audience get your name?"
"Uh, hello, Phil. My name is Josh Jackson, and my son and daughter are part of this... event," He said distastefully.
"May I ask how old your kids are, Josh?" Phil asked.
"Well, my son, Adam, is seventeen, and my daughter, Amanda, is fourteen," Josh said.
"Isn't that a bit old to be watching cartoon ponies?" Phil asked.
"I always did say that that... cartoon was unbecoming and not a good entertainment for maturing people their age. Their mother didn't see any harm in it, however. Well, Linda, WHAT ABOUT NOW, HUH?" Josh yelled.
"Calm down, Josh. What was your reaction to these transformations in your children?" Phil asked.
"I kicked them out. I chased them out of the house with a broom," Josh said.
"That sounds a bit... harsh," Phil said.
"Don't judge my parenting, please," Josh said defensively.
"Alright, calm down," Phil said
"Thanks," Josh said.
"Anyway, Josh, what kind of ponies are your kids, erm, transforming into?" Phil asked,
"Well, Phil, they only talked about their 'OC Ponies' for hours on end, so I know that Adam is turning into a pegasus named Shiruken, if I recall correctly. Amanda is, I believe, a Batpony named... uh, Shredder. Yes, that's right. I believe that the name originated from Amanda's love of her electric guitar. Actually, I think that Shredder's one of the... you know, little kid ponies," Josh finished.
"Thanks. Finally, have you heard of a convention for those like your children in Chicago?"
"First of all, please don't call them my children. Second, who hasn't heard of that blasted convention by now?" Josh said.
"You're right. There's a convention in Chicago held by two teens who are owning up to starting this. Any last words, Josh?" Phil asked.
"Yeah, Phil. If you're one of those... things, you deserve what you're getting, you-" Josh was cut off.
"Ahahaha, sorry, Josh, we're out of time. A different perspective, after the break," Phil said nervously, and a commercial for Walgreens started up.
"Woah," Peter said. Everypony was speechless. Zane broke the silence.
"Sounds like my mom," he said. We didn't say much of anything after that. I drove past a welcome to Idaho sign.
"Anypony hungry?" I asked.
"I am," Peter said.
"Me too," Matt said.
"I am too. We could eat what we packed, or we could stop to get a meal. Opinions?" I asked.
"I'd love some McDonalds right now," Peter said.
"Burger King!" Sarah yelled. Zane nodded.
"How're you still hungry?" Matt asked Zane, who shrugged.
"Guys, listen," Meg said.
"You're turning into your OC. Who exactly is your OC?" Phil asked.
"My OC is named Hellfire. I know, so original. He's half batpony, half griffon," a familiar voice said.
"Is that Aaron?" Matt asked.
"I think so," Meg said.
Aaron's a bit of a tough guy. He went to our school. I was certain it was him on the radio.
"So, Aaron, are you aware of this convention in Chicago?"
"Yeah, but I've got hooves, so my buddy James is taking me. He doesn't watch the show or anything, so we're not all that likely to get in a crash," Aaron said.
"Alright, do you know any other bronies?" Phil asked Aaron.
"Actually, yeah. My cousin, Will, is a brony. I'm meeting up with him in South Dakota. Also, there were a few kids from my school who also watched the show. Matt, Sarah, and Zane, I think. There were a few others. A guy named Ron, and somepony named Maddie. Probably some others, too," He said. Ron was a jerk, and I didn't know Maddie at all.
"He just mentioned you guys on the radio," Meg, a.k.a Captain Obvious, said.
"Anything else you'd like to say, Aaron?" Phil asked.
"Yeah. Good luck, you guys," Aaron finished.
"Thanks, Aaron. Have any opinions on this? Are you turning into your OC? Know anyone who is? Call six six six, eight three one, four four nine one," Phil finished.
"Want to call in?" Peter asked. I nodded, and Matt pulled out his phone. He called the number as I turned off the radio. He was put on hold. We waited, and he was picked up after about fifteen minutes.
"Hello, this is Phil! May I get your name?"
"Hey, I'm Matt. Aaron mentioned me before. Also here in the car are Sarah and Zane, who were also mentioned. Then we have Meg, Kate, and Kate's younger brother, Peter," He said.
"Hello, Matt. May I ask the type of pony you're becoming, as well as your companions?" Phil asked
Älright. I'm turning into a changeling, this... uh, creature that can turn into any other creature at will. Um, also important to note, they feed off of love. My OC's named the Joker, inspired by the supervillain of the same name.Kate's a pegasus. Uh, what's your OC's name?" Matt asked.
"Callan Firehoof,"I said.
"Yeah. Meg's a unicorn, and so's Sarah. Sarah's OC's named Candy Heart, and Meg's, uh... Meg?" He asked.
"My OC's named Felicia," She said.
"Oh, uh, okay. Zane's an earth pony named Jack Copper. I honestly have no idea why. Pete's, uh... Pete's..."
"I'm part centaur, part draconequus!" Peter said.
"Oh, yeah," Matt said.
"My OC's named Steely Impressive Dude!" Pete said.
"Alright, then. I take it you're on your way to Chicago?" Phil asked.
"Yeah," Matt said.
"We're supposed to be quarantining you guys, but I'm sure that this isn't a contagious thing," Phil said.
"Yeah. I'm no medical genius, but it's safe to say that unless you have an OC, this isn't going to be happening to you anytime soon," Matt said.
"Thanks, Matt. That's about all the time we have, good luck!" Phil said. He hung up.
"Well, anyone up for McDonalds?" Peter asked.
Author's Note
I know, not the end of the week. Sorry, guys. I was busy. Also, as I mentioned in a blog post, this will most likely go on hiatus sooner or later, unless the parentfic updates.
Hope you enjoyed!