Griffin Bros

"Ugh... Did anyone get the number of that bus?" I groaned as I felt myself return to the waking world. I've never drunk alcohol in excess before, but this is what I imagined a hangover to be like. Groggily, I opened my eyes only to feel an incredible amount of pain as my eyes adjusted to the light.

When I could once more see, the first thing I noticed was my feathered body. Wait, uh what? Feathered? Damn, that yogurt must have been spiked with something strong. I never really was one for panicking, because panicking usually doesn't fix anything. Usually, the best course of action is analyze my surroundings and call upon any useful and relevant information regarding my situation.

As I looked around, I noticed for the first time that I was in a dense forest, filled with towering trees. Thin rays of light filtered through the leaves, illuminating small patches of ground. I was in a clearing, about 20 feet in every direction, forming a very unnatural looking ring of dirt. Ok, the last thing I remember is eating yogurt and waking up here. That leaves multiple scenarios; I was kidnapped and dragged into the forest then left to die. I was covered in feathers so it is probably more than just that. Maybe I was covered in tar and feathers? Nope, my skin feels very not-tarred. These feathers are definitely attached to my skin without any adhesives that I can see or feel. I doubt that I was experimented on by the government or mad scientists so that leaves one, unlikely and impossible reason.

They say, that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. So of course, that means that I'm the toymaker's creation in a fanfic. I mean it makes sense, it may be whatever drugs were in that yogurt talking but think about it. I woke up in a forest, with no understanding why, with a beak, feathers, and a tail. The last thing I remember was something unexplainable where a yogurt knocked me and my brother out at the same time. I've read enough 'Human in Equestria' fanfics to know what's going on.

Well, I may not be in some fanfic that I am currently breaking the fourth wall in, but I know that this so far, this has the elements of HiE written all over it. Heh, see what I did there. Anywho, that means I should probably avoid a few things: Panicking uncontrollably, going into denial, being a bitch to whomever I meet, and if this is a gender bender... don't freak out and cry over losing your man card.

So what kind of story am I part of eh? Always wanted to go to Equestria, let's hope that I got a good deal. First of all, what am I? Beak, check. Feathers, check. Talons, check. Wings, fuck yeah, check. So I'm a griffon, huh. And now for the moment of truth... Yep, I'm female now. Fuck ya! I got the good end of the deal. What you expected me to freak out or something over losing my precious 'man card'. Hah! I won't give you the benefit. I'm actually glad that I switched genders. I don't see what's so great about being male over female anyways. Pfft.

Maybe, it's because I'm transgender and that I'm super obsessed with MLP, but I didn't feel panic at all. Quite the opposite actually, things could be much worse. I bet my brother would hate it here though. My brother... He was fainted a little before I did. I wonder if he is around here somewhere.

"Yo, Stanis!" I called my brothers name a few times to see if I could find him. After the third time, I heard a branch break behind me and I quickly whipped around. Sitting against a tree at the edge of the field was my brother, with his pupils dilated and claw held up to his face in a mixture of disbelief and disgust. I don't think he is taking this as well as I am.

I almost missed the snarls of to my right as I continued staring at my brother. What I saw the snarls originating from almost scarred me for the rest of my life. Creeping out from the shadows of the bush was a giant tiger like creature snarling with blood dripping out of its gaping maw. The blood red eyes combined with the gashes and cuts throughout its body created a pretty terrifying creature to behold.

"Well, shit."