Ish returned to the castle, still in his pony form. Now that he had finished what he had to, he wanted to go back to being a human. The more he stayed in this awkward body, the more he wanted to turn back to a human and regain the use of his appendable thumbs.

“Yo, Twibright!” He yelled out. “I wanna go back to being a fucking human, now!”

Walking back into the room, he stumbled across a pony he’d never met before, and a stallion nevertheless.

“...The fuck is this guy?” Ish pointed at the newbie.

“Ish, you idiot. It’s me.” Shadow sighed.

“Shadow?” Ish raised an eyebrow. “Is that really you? Holy shit, you look less Canadian… I didn’t think that was possible!”

Shadow simply rolled his eyes.

“Alright, alright.” Twilight cut in. “Let me just get this over with so you can do… whatever it is you do.”

“‘Kay, good.”

As Twilight’s horn began to glow, preparing the incoming beam to be shot at him. Jorge and Dash simply sat together in the couch, watching as the bright light began to emit from him once more.

“I just remembered… you still haven’t done your part of the bet.” Dash spoke softly.

“I half-forgot, what with the whole ‘Tirek’ thing, being in the hospital…”

“Well, now that you’re all fine and dandy…” Dash chuckled at the thought. “I hope you’re ready to eat your shoe…”

“I hate how you love screwing with me so much...” Jorge grumbled, looking back at the now human Ishtaba.

“Hey… Dash?”

“Hm?”

“I think I have an idea…”

“‘Aight. Now that I’m back in this body, I’mma go back to my apartment and do some stuffs.” Ish nodded, turning around to leave.

“Hold on a sec, Ish.”

Immediately, Ish stopped in his tracks, and turned around once more. “Yo.”

“Remember that favor you owed me back a couple of months ago?”

“Yeah…?”

“‘Kay, well. I’m cashing it in.” Jorge smirked softly.

“‘Aight.” Ish shrugged. “The hell you want?”

“I need you to eat your shoe.”

In an instant, Shadow knew where this was going, and Dash quickly placed her hooves on her mouth, muffling her laughter.

“...Uh. Say that again?”

“I need you.” Jorge paused. “To eat. Your shoe.”

“‘Kay, that’s what I thought you said…” Ish slowly nodded. “Let me respond to that with a big, fat, ‘NO. BITCH.’”

“‘Kay.” Jorge crossed his arms. “It’s either that. Or you gotta suck Shadow’s—”

“EATING MY SHOE IT IS. THEN.” Ish interjected, immediately pulling off his shoe. Only to find something on the bottom of it.

“...Shiiiiit. I stepped in shit before I got here…” Ish dropped the shoe, and grabbed the other one. “SHIT WHAT THE FUCK!?” He shouted in anger. “HOW THE FUCK DID I GET SHIT ON BOTH OF MY SHOES!?”

“That sucks, bro.” Jorge laid back further onto the couch. “I hope you like the taste of crap, then…”

“FUCK YOU JORGE.” Ish pointed at the cocky human. “FUCK. YOU.”

He then looked back at his shoe, trying to find a way to escape from this situation. If he ran, he’d most likely get caught in the end. If he simply refused, Jorge would probably have Twilight cast a spell on him to force him to do it. He simply couldn’t find a way out.

“Don’t even think of running. “ Shadow spoke up, “Dash can catch you.”

He looked up to the grinning Canadian pony, then back to his shoe once more.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!”

Author's Note

A little treat. :3