Loosing Age and Nuclear Melt-Down

I lay on the side of the road, lost, hungry...scared. It felt cold outside, my thin frame shook in the wind, my muddied coat barely keeping me warm. I have no idea how this came to be my situation, but I know the universe balances things out in the end, and maybe things can turn out for the better for me. Karma? Don't be a bitch to me anymore. P-please?
_____________Days earlier________________

I enter consciousness to get quite a shock today. I'm a child. I'm a baby...pony? A foal? I should be a 42 year-old nuclear engineer! I went to work this morning and everything was normal but then everyone disappeared and I fell from a cat-walk and went unconscious. I've been calling...well, trying to call for someone to come help me. It's more along the lines of unintelligible wailing, but it's the same difference. It also seems as if this body has instincts as well. I guess I got the packaged deal here. New body complete with new urges and habits. Lovely. The flip side of that would be I at least know how to walk and I actually have wings. But they are too small to fly with right now which is a bummer.

Let me describe myself real quick, My name is Jenifer and at this time I have a pink coat and white mane and my supper huge eyes are dark blue. If I had to guess I'd say I was about a foot tall at the most. I'm some sort of pony type, though it is unlike anything I have ever seen.

At this time I have to reach the power station controls as we might be under a terrorist attack. I can't allow this station to be captured or destroyed, at least not until I've secured the reactor. It is slow going as I am so tiny and I'm getting very tired. I guess that has to do with the fact that I've never used this body before and the muscles before. I started up the stairs to the main control complex. I reached the top of the stairs panting and coughing and looked at the door that I needed to go through....How could I have forgotten the number pad?! I wanted to start crying, or at least my body did but I didn't have time for that I turned and started going down the stairs, but I slipped and rolled the rest of the way down.....I did cry at that point. I had scraped my leg and it was bleeding...I don't have time to bleed, leg!! I have to get the the reactor controls, couldn't this have happened on a day when the reactor was not under going tests and was automated? That's right the reactor is not automated at this time and will not regulate itself. We are under threat of nuclear melt-down!

I searched desperately until I found a broom and started pulling it back up the stairs but that didn't work. I had to get down behind it and push it up the steps and worst of all I had to put my muzzle in the dumb, dusty straw end of the broom. I wanted to sneeze the whole way up the steps, but I managed to make it up before I did. Who knows, I may have rolled down the steps again if I hadn't controlled myself. I have the goddamn cutest sneeze though~!

I propped the broom up against the number pad and tapped a number! Yes! It works! Now I just need to get them all in order without messing up a single digit in the 9 number code. I tapped the broom against the pad again and again making sure to get all the right numbers, but I slipped on the last number and messed it up....I started again and accidentally hit two numbers at the same time. And again and got half way through before the same thing happened again. I started to get frustrated and huffed. before stopping and taking a quick break. Getting all mad is not going to solve the problem. I tried again and messed it up.....That God damn piece of fucking shit!!! I told them to get the key-card thing and they didn't! No body listens to me! I started screaming and throwing my hooves around uncontrollably until I caught myself in the face and started crying about that instead. When did I get reduced to this?

After a few more tries, I manage to get the door lock to click open, but now how was I supposed to use the handle? I placed my hooves on the door and tried to reach up but I couldn't get to the leaver. I looked to the broom and remembered that with handles like this you could lift up on them and open the door as well! I turned the broom over and slid it up the door until it met the handle. Then I got in position and pushed against the broom as hard as I could until I heard a 'click' from the stubborn door. I got a hoof in the door and squirmed in as the door tried to shut by itself with that little angular thingy that is in place at the corner of the door. Does anyone even know what that thing is called? Anyway, I got in and jammed the door open with the broom.

But I've managed to find another problem; I can't get up to the controls and I can't just use a broom for this either. Suddenly an alarm sounds alerting me to the fact the reactor in getting to hot. The water flow must be slowing down.

I run out of the room and go to the broom closet located down the stairs and to the left. I return dragging a step latter behind me. As I start to climb the stairs again the fatigue is starting to get to me. I start to cry as my body rebels and sits down barely keeping the latter with me on the stairs. Why can't I control myself better?! I force myself up, still crying, and start pulling the latter up and into the control room, where alarms are starting to go off in a cascading pastern. Heat warning here, radiation spike there; why can't things ever work out right?! I get up and start turning knobs and flipping switches, but the cascading effect of all the failing systems forces me to have to use the emergency flood gate. Basically it floods the reactor and cools everything down. But the bad part is; it will make the reactor explode from the heat difference and I'll have to get out of here really fast or the steam will get me and cook me alive.

I hit the release valve and start running from the room. I managed to roll down the steps again, but I can't think about that. I hear a massive explosion from the reactor and the rending of metal before it is replace by a din of escaping steam. I run for the main door but I remember I can't get out that way, so I climb into one of the air vents and start crawling out before I'm met with a searing cloud of steam that ejects me from the vent and out of the power station. I soar through the air and look back at the ruined facility. At least it was contained...sort of. It would not melt down at least. I then looked down at the rapidly approaching lake and balled myself up for impact. Have you ever been hit by a car? Me neither, but when I hit the water all the air in my lungs left and I started to drown. I flailed and managed to get my head above the surface and start breathing again and with some struggle I barely managed to doggy paddle to the shore where I collapsed and fell asleep.

The next time I regained consciousness, I was desperately hungry. I tried to eat grass but I couldn't seem to hold in down, and I threw-up several times. So, I settled on drinking as much water as I could and started to walk away from the still steaming Nuclear Plant. I needed to find someone to give me milk....where did that come from? Damn childish instincts, trying to make me all emotional. I walked along the road and found that the road started wearing out my hooves after some time, so I walked on the grass instead. Unfortunately it had rained not too long ago it seems, and I slipped down into a ditch because the grass was too wet. It took me hours to get out and I had to swim the whole time. My little body is in so much pain...I wish someone could help me. I really need someone right now.

I slept by the road that night and it poured again, I'm soaked obviously, for being so smart I sure can be dumb. I should have stayed by the power plant. Now I was sick, starving, and freezing in a down-pour in the middle of the night. I went on like this for three days. I found an empty town but I was unable to get into any of the stores. I knew I was a dead pony walking, it was just a matter of time now.
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I lay on the side of the road, lost, hungry...scared. It felt cold outside, my thin frame shook in the wind, my muddied coat barely keeping me warm at all. I have no idea how this came to be my situation, but I know the universe balances things out in the end, and maybe things can turn out for the better for me. Karma? Don't be a bitch to me anymore. P-please? I closed my eyes to sleep, I knew it could be the last time I opened my eyes, but I was so tired now. I was so hungry and alone, I just couldn't care anymore. I just wanted to be warm again, to feel someone hold me and say it was all going to be fine. But that wasn't going to happen was it? I had finally hammered the last optimism out of my childish personality so we could finally be pessimistic together. My tummy gurgled in pain asking one last time for someone to feed it, but I couldn't risk wasting water by vomiting the grass up again. This was my fate. I was the top of my class, the first pick for the job I got, I was the overseer for an entire Nuclear power plant and now karma was here claiming its pay, as is fate.

I wished sleep to come but it eluded me, I heard a car coming and prayed that it would hit me and end the suffering...waaaaiiiit, car? I opened my eyes and saw a small white four-seater coming down the road and it stopped next to me, its headlights pointed at my small, soiled form. The door opened and someone came out into the rain and picked me up. I was carried back to the car and the other pony-person started to fret over me. I know I should be mature about this but I couldn't, the child in me demanded attention and I submitted. The mare that had found me fussed over me, cleaned me up and dried me then we curled up on the open back-seat next to me and comforted me with sweet nothings. I was able to press my face against her warm, furry tummy, and I was finally able to sleep soundly. It felt so natural.

And now it's awkward. When I woke up, I found that sometime in the night I had latched onto the mare's teat and started to drink her milk. When I realized what I had done, I looked up and found that she was just smiling at me. I was mortified, so I started to cry. I found out later as she talked at me that her name was Sarah and she had lost her 5 month-old baby when everyone disappeared. She said she would look after me, and since I can't really talk, I couldn't tell her I'm actually a decade older then her and am smarter then her. I know what's best for me! I don't need diapers! They are the bane of children everywhere! In all honesty though, I don't mind playing the child, it feels nice to not have to worry about the world or what's happened. Also, I get to go to school again at some point and I'm looking forward to that. I'll just be happy as long as I'm with her, I didn't know how lonely I had been without someone to be there with me. Plus I need her now as I can't live without her milk, I should be freaking out that I'm saying something like that, but I don't care what anyone thinks, milk tastes really nice....

Author's Note

Alrighty~! So this is the finished version. I want to apologize for the poor people who read this before it was done. I have NO idea how that managed to get published, so forget what you read and read this instead. On another note, I like how this turned out. I do realize however that Nuclear power plants do not cool down that way, I just needed a vehicle so I could shoot her out of the building.