I woke up to the sound of my car door being opened up and looked over to see Fluttershy carefully pulling against the handle with her mouth. I sat up, momentarily startling her, and noticed a small bag of apples sitting on the hood.

"Sorry to wake you, I thought you'd be hungry so I brought a bag of apples. That is, if you don't mind of course." The shy pegasus said as she finally managed to pull the door open enough for the spring to push it the rest of the way out, causing her to stagger in suprise.

"Ya coulda just knocked," I told her, "its not like the door is soundproof or anything."

With that comment, Erik began to stir. "I never want to have that dream again god damn."

"What sort of dream did you have bro?" I asked, already knowing what he was going to say.

"We got hit by a nuke and mutated into magical horses or something."

"Open your damn eyes already."

"Oh... well shit, that wasn't a dream then?"

"Not in the slightest"

"Damn."

"Umm... sorry to interrupt, but what are you talking about dreaming, if you don't mind me asking." Fluttershy interrupted.

"Don't worry about it." I commented to the yellow pegasus. "Thanks for the food, by the way. How I should thank you?"

I got out and popped the trunk, and after a bit of digging in the mess and moving my sound system around to access different places, I finally pulled out an unopened bottle of wine that I had salvaged from the leftovers of a previous party. "This vintage wine should be more than enough. It is a special Mango-flavored brew that has been in storage since 1982. Now how do I pick this up?" since I no longer had fingers, I had resorted to prying at it with my teeth, failing miserably. "Well, it's yours now, I guess it's the thought that counts."

Fluttershy, whom had walked up next to me, gave me an odd look as she opened her mouth and picked it up with ease. "How'd you do that? Is it rough teeth or something?"

The shy pony didn't give much more than a grunt in response, most likely because she had a facefull of wine bottle.

"Well, thanks for the apples. I guess I'll see you around then?"

"I sfubbosh sfo."

As Fluttershy made her way back home, I slammed the trunk and came back up to the door to find that Erik had pulled the bag of apples in and was practically devouring them.

"Save some for me, bro!" I shouted at him with a sarcastically angry tone.

"God, you gotta try one of these, they're to fuckin' die for!" My friend told me, finishing off a third apple with a ridiculous grin on his face.

I took one of the remaining apples from the bag using my mouth, and, using the sides of my hooves to hold it up, took a big chunk out of the side.

It was possibly the most amazing apple I'd ever tasted, with an undescribably delicious flavor and so much juice it started running off the sides of my mouth. I managed to get what hadn't run out of my mouth down, then practically commanded my friend, "Hand me about three more of those things, god damn!" not saying anything due to the apple he had in his mouth, he tipped the bag next to my seat, letting exactly three of them roll out to sit next to me.

We finished our apples, tried and failed to wipe off the sticky juice with our... forehooves, as I guess they are now, and decided to drive back to the city.

"Everyone else is still normal. What he hell?" Erik commented as the city came into view, showing off several people milling about near the edge, probably trying to determine the safety of it.

They all looked up from their geological studies of dirt when they heard the roaring engine of a honda coming from the distance.

We had become a pair of mythical horses, with fur in the colors of light grey for Erik and a deep shade of red for me. We would be freaks in the crowd now; not even our friends would recognize us. "Well, at least we can be sure that noone will know us anymore." I commented to the upcoming situation.

"Well, they may not know us, but we can at least warn them that they'll look like this if they're out here for too long. I'd be willing to bet hat some people would jump at the chance to become a myth, though."

"That's on them."

"True that."

When we stopped and got out, everyone just stared at us,some in suprise, some just annoyed. " Don't worry, we're not here to cause any harm, in fact, we have just returned from a car ride, we were once human."

Now, the expression of suprise, and a newfound expression of confusion, sweeped the crowd in front of us. "Don't ask me how the hell it happened, I'm just letting you know and showing you what happens when you get out here for too long. By the way, you can't grab shit with hooves, and several things I've had to pick up taste really nasty in my mouth, I really don't recommend getting out here if you like your grip."

I allowed the crowd to start a murmur, and then several of them brought up a question. "Who the hell are you, anyway, horse?"

"I'm Kyle. anyone who goes to parties more often than none probably know me as 'that sober guy', because I stayed sober and watched over everyone."

"Kyle? I'm either trippin' balls right now, or you're a little red unicorn." claimed a familiar voice in the middle of the crowd.

"I guess you can go ahead and assume you're high right now." I replied to the voice.

"Ok, whatever."

I sat down in a dog-like fashion, waiting to see those who would follow Erik's little Idea from earlier. One went, then another. A small group that had supposedly been debating something suddenly stood in a line and all stepped onto the grass harmoniously. Erik was right, several people were actually becoming myths, and all because concocted a show-and-tell show to them about what would happen.

We trotted, however unsteadily we still were, back onto the streets, only to get caught in what felt like mutation happening all over again and to a much higher degree than before. After we recovered from the gut wrenching feeling of mutation I looked around to notice the crowd had suddenly circled around us, and then to my recovering friend Erik, noticing that he was his old self again. "Da hell was that? Well, at least we're back to normal." I commented, getting up while trying to tuck in the hole in the back of my pants and dusting my shirt of any concrete gravel from the road.

The crowd was beginning to murmur, several looks of further displaced fear and confusion spreading across the faces of the participants. "....Were they human in the first place?....Should we trust their words?....Are they aliens?....How did they drive a car with hooves?...."

I grabbed Erik by the hand and ran off in the confusion of the crowd. Before anyone noticed us running off, I pulled Erik with me into an alley, slinging him so hard that he had to tense his muscles so as to keep his shoulder in place. "What a save, bro, I feel like they were going to riot us if we stayed there much longer." Erik thanked me with a hint of fear in his voice. "They did bring up a valid question, though. How DID you drive with hooves?"

I tried and failed to find a decent explanation. "I know I can't say practice, so I'm going to just say lots of pressure against the sides of the wheel." I finally answered.

"Where do we go now?" Erik questioned before quickly answering, "Oh, how about your apartment?"

"Splendid idea." I remarked sarcastically, "Well, it's still better than lingering in an alleyway, so let's go."

Several minutes ago, before my return

Twilight flew towards the odd stuctures that were once Everfree Forest, making sure nopony else approached it. Eyes sweeping the fields around, she spotted a grey object quickly approaching the destination.

Being nothing she could recognize, she let the speedy thing go on, keeping up with it just out of sight in the sky. It finally stopped several yards in front of the destination, in front of a large group of heavily clothed humanoid figures that reminded Twilight of the residents of Canterlot High on the other side of that magic mirror.. Two ponies with similarly oddly styled and cut clothing stepped out of the vehicle and started yelling at the crowd in a language that Twilight couldn't recognize.

Several moments later some of the bipedals stepped off of the artificial flooring of the ex-everfree onto the grass and began running around, several doing what appeared to be some form of acrobatics and running. Twilight made her way to above one of the structures and landed on it to look over the side.

The two ponies gathered themselves clumsily and walked onto the artificial streets, a glow erupting from their bodies as they began to.... transform into more humanoids? When the glow faded they were on their hands and knees, and the crowd was swarming them, murmuring in more bits of unknown language. The two ex-ponies took advantage of the distraction in the crowd and ran into a nearby alley, much more naturally and steadily than as ponies.

interesting. thought Twilight as she pulled back from the edge that the group had failed to notice giant lavender eyes from.

Author's Note

Writer's block hit me hard on this one, I gave it a lot of thought and this is the best I could come up with. I wish I had a friend as depemdable as the Kyle character I'm describing; oh, wait, I actually AM that person in my friend circle IRL. oh well, at least I can say the feeling is satisfying, 'cause it truly is. I sympathise with you, Kyle. Maybe that's the reaaon I made you the main character. By the way, I rushed this in no way, I did have to go real hard to figure out a way around a writer's block. Only way I could do that, though, was to chamhe perspective entirely after the alleyway escape. My mind is of an extremely creative breed but in turn it crashes when I hit turns on creativity road, even if I'm taking a measely 5MPh slow cruise through it. creativity road: A road that's well built but at the same time is slicker than ice.