Sketches

by DiscordFan

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, DJ P0N-3, Alternate Universe, Human, Main 6, Original Character, Other, Derpy Hooves
Length: 1702

Sketching is sometimes a very strange thing. It can help express emotions or simply opinions. I use it for both. But I never expected to be sent to a different world all together... Or to wake up with a rabbit in front of my face.

Hi. It's insert my real name here . I sketch. A lot. A lot, a lot! During school, occasionally at home, sometimes in a car, when my little brother begs me to make him something to color.

Do you guys sketch?

I doubt it. I use sketching for release of emotions and opinions. It helps a lot. I draw ponies and other animals.

One day, however, I touched a drawing, and now I have no idea where I am.

I don't remember my name. Everything looks unfamiliar.

Wait... It also looks familiar... How?

And why did I wake up with a bunny in front of my face?

Published 2015-05-17 01:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-25 03:46:41 UTC

Sketching

I stared at the blank page before me. It's pristine white surface begging to have gray pencil marks upon it.

What to sketch... What to sketch...

I already draw lots of ponies. I draw winged lions. I have an adorable turtle in my sketchbook somewhere. Few hybrids here and there. My right hand began to fiddle with the Number 2 Pencil I was holding.

I sighed and sketched a sideways pencil with two music notes sticking out of the bottom. What I believed to be my cutie mark. I grabbed my colored pencils and began to color it in. I released another sigh.

C'mon, ! Surely you can sketch something new!

Right?

I drop the pencil while I felt the lack of inspiration soaking into me.

I could make more OCs... Ugh! But I have no idea what to do for their hair!

I put my face against the table I was sitting at.

After a few minutes, I got up and walked away from my sketchbook that was opened to another clean page.

I walked around looking for inspiration.Maybe... No, I already did that. Oh! How about... Wait, I already did that too...

I sighed again.

To Google, I guess.

I grabbed my iPad and began searching my favorite MLP characters.

Come on... Please, please, pleeease give me something to base a sketch off of!

Hmm...

Maybe... I do like her mane, but I should change it a bit...

...

Perfect... Great. Ingenious!

I ran back to the table, grabbed the pencil, and sat down. I sketched the basic shapes of pony: circle, oval, line, line, line, line, line. I turned the circle into a sphere by adding two curved lines.

Foreleg. Foreleg. Hind leg. Hind leg. Ear. Wings. Eye. Eye. Muzzle. Mane. Tail.

I stared at my product: a pegasus with a DJ Pon-3-like mane and tail looking directly at me.

I sketched the cutie mark I had made on the previous page on her flank.

I began coloring once more.

Black pupils. Green irises. Turquoise stripe in mane and tail. Purple mane and tail. Orange hooves that faded as they closer to the top. Orange ear that faded as it got closer to the face. Orange contour feathers. Yellow body.

I smiled at my complete work.

I usually feel accomplished when I finish a drawing, but right now I feel... complete? No. Happy? Yes, but that's not it.

I pondered a bit more until I realized how I felt.

I felt... at home looking at her.

My pegasus.

Musical Sketch.

I put my index finger on her...

And blacked out?

Ugh... My head is pounding... I groggily opened my eyes. A bit blurry for a few seconds, but I blinked in surprised at what I saw. It was the inside of a house, but... it didn't look familiar, but it also did look familiar?

I began racking my brains for clues.

Come on! Why did this place look familiar? You have to know...

Wait...

What... What's my name?

And oh my God... I can't remember my own name! How can I not remember my own name?! You can't just forget your name!

...

Can you?

Quick! Think of the last thing I did!

Um...

Something... Something about a sketch, and something about turquoise, purple, green, orange, and yellow, but what?

I scanned my surrounding for more clues.

Birdhouses dangled from the houses ceiling. Familiar yet unfamiliar. Huge hole in the ceiling. Someone should fix that. I realized I was on a couch. How did I not notice that? Um... Stairs and doorway. Pale walls. Wooden floor. White rabbit in front of my face...

Wait... What?

"Um... Hi?"

The rabbit tilted his or her head and hopped away into the doorway.

"O-oh," a voice whispered, "she is? Okay, I'll be right back."

A gentle yellow winged pony with a long, soft pink mane and tail. On her butt... or is it flank?.. we're three pink butterflies with teal bodies.

My head began to pound harder as I tried to figure why she (I think) looked familiar yet unfamiliar.

"Um, hi," she whispered. Her big teal eyes were adorable. "Um, are you okay? That is if you don't mind me asking..." She began to hide behind her luscious mane.

"I'm fine." Well, at least my voice sounds familiar! "Thank you for, uh, helping me, I think." She nodded.

"Of course. By the way, I'm Fluttershy."

Suddenly, a ton of thoughts began to run through my mind.

Kindness. Scared. Quiet. Animals.

I gripped my head in pain. Wait... Do I have hooves?!

Angel Bunny. Discord. Stage-fright. Singing.

"Are you okay," Fluttershy asked. The pounding increased.

"I don't know," I whispered through the pain.

"Angel! Go tell a bird to tell Owliwicious to tell Twilight something!" More thoughts on something came.

Lavender. Magenta. Horn. Wings.

I screamed in pain. My head felt like it was splitting open! Tears leaked from my eyes.

Library. Dragon. Protege. Magic. Friendship.

"Help," I said with my voice cracking.

Castle. Elements. Tree. Books. Unicorn. Alicorn. Princess.

I screamed louder than before as the pain intensified even more. Different thoughts began to surface.

Celestia. Luna. Cadence. Sun. Moon. Love. Nightmare Moon. Sombra. Chrysalis. Tirek. Rainbows.

I felt a warm being touching me. No... Hugging me.

"Don't worry. We're getting help.

More thoughts.

Rainbow Dash. Loyalty. Sonic Rainboom. Red, blue, yellow lightning bolt.

Mane 6.

More thoughts surfaced.

Rarity. Pinkie Pie. Applejack. Generous. Laughter. Honesty.

I opened my eyes, but I could only see white. Tears began streaming down my face faster. Or is it my muzzle now?

Dresses. Parties. Apples. Little sister. Employers' kids. Big brother and little sister and grandma.

I continued screaming. So much pain. I'm probably hurting Fluttershy's ears like crazy right now.

A final thought entered my mind. My name.

Musical Sketch.

The Meeting - Part 1

After blacking out (again), I woke up on a bed with a crystal border in a crystal room.

My head throbbed a little, but it told me where I was: Twilight Sparkle's castle.

I scanned the room while I sat up in the warm bed. Two windows, a round carpet, a small closet, the door, and an on suite.

I lazily got out of bed. I had tried to stand on two legs but ended up on my butt.

"Oof!"

Right... Pony now. Need to remember that, Sketch!

I stood up on my four legs and wobbled a bit. Slowly, I trotted over to the on suite since I hadn't peed since I have no idea when.

After emptying my bladder, the mirror greeted me with a yellow pegasus with an occasional spot that faded into orange. Her eyes were a vivid green, and her mane and tail was raggedy and purple with a turquoise strip. She blinked.

I'm really starting to hate this whole familiar yet unfamiliar thing.

Two knocks resounded from the door.

"Hello? Are you awake yet," a male voice asked.

"Y-yes," I responded as calmly as I could. "I'm awake. Enter, I guess?"

A sheepish, small, purple and green dragon opened my door.

"Um, hi." He suddenly interested with his feet. I raised an eyebrow. "I'm Spike, and your breakfast can be prepared if you're ready."

I nodded since I still wasn't completely awake. "What's for breakfast?"

"What do you want it to be?"

"Two eggs. One sunny side up, and the other popped. A slice of well-done toast, buttered. And a glass of milk," I responded on instinct. I must have I like that, um... wherever I came from, I guess. Wait... Can ponies eat eggs?

"Coming right up," Spike announced proudly.

Well, I guess they do if he's not questioning me about it.

He guided me downstairs to an elegant dining area. There was a large wooden table covered with an elegant violet cloth. Spike walked through a swinging, which showed part of a vast kitchen with countertops and metal bars overhead holding kitchen implements.

... Like a restaurant... Don't ponies have restaurants? I think so...

I sat down at the table. My wings twitched with anticipation. My eyes kept flicking towards the kitchen door, eager for Spike to return. My stomach growled.

Shut up, stomach!

I sleepily scanned the large, dining area. Crystal floors. Wooden table. Elegant cloth. Chandalier. A rainbow pony staring at me with an amused expression on her face.

Back up!

"Haha! Took you long enough to notice me," the pegasus... Rainbow Dash?.. laughed. "Name's Rainbow Dash by the way." She puffed out her chest proudly.

"Um, I'm Musical Sketch," I replied.

She cocked her head in thought. "So what's your talent? Composing?"

"What? No! It's drawing and singing!... I think..."

Rainbow Dash was taken aback by my reply. "I think?! How can you not know your own cutie mark and talent?! Are you even a pony?!"

I sighed. "Honestly? I have no idea if I'm a pony or not."

Rainbow began flying towards a set of large doors. "That's it! I'm done!" She flew out of the room and slammed the large set of doors.

"What did I do? It must've been the pony thing I said," I muttered to myself.

Then, crashing and screaming could be heard on the other side of the doors.

"Rainbow Dash!! You know to treat guests better!!" a squeaky-ish voice screamed. "Especially guests from other universes! You should be ashamed, Dashie! My turn, Twilight!" I heard a... bouncy?.. )I don't have any other words that seem suitable...) noise approaching the door.

The doors opened to an irritated pink mare. The irritation immediately left when her eyes set on me. She beamed a pearly white smile and began bouncing over to the table.

Then, without moving, she appeared at my left side.

"Gah!"

"Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie! What's your name?"

"Um... Musical Sketch..."

She blinked and suddenly looked completely confused. "What? I was just asking what your name was to be polite, and you answered wrong! How can you not know your own name?"

"I, uh... what?"

"Hmm... You must've hit your head harder than I thought... Oh well! It'll heal!" She giggled. "But it is really funny how you forgot your own name, DiscordFan!"

My mind froze.