I walked up to the two colts, who had just graduated from Ponyville Elementary. Cherilee had done a great job, teaching the two colts. Yet, none can deny the way they had been acting in the village.

I had wrapped up their respective gifts; the glistering black collar. Yet, they would not know what it is, or what it is about to do to the two of them. Yet, they will see more than enough of that in a moment.

“Hiya, Snips and Snails!” I greeted the two, where I had singled them out, out of sight and out of mind for the villagers of Ponyville.

“Hiya, Pinkie Pie!” the two colts greeted me in turn.

“Congratulations, you have managed to graduate from the elementary. I have a little gift for you!” I then continued, hoofing over the neatly wrapped boxes containing what I had in store for them.

“Thank you, Pinkie!” Snips responded.

“You always makes the most fun, Pinkie!” Snails continued.

“Yes, I know; as does the entire village of Ponyville!” I responded, as a bit of a slight of hoof.

“We all love you to bits for it, Pinkie!” they both chorused.

“I know. Now, if you would open your presents and have a look at it?” I continued, looking at them as they unwrapped the gifts.

“Now, if you would kindly put them on? Just pull it down over your heads?” I continued as they saw the respective gifts.

Thankfully, they did not hesitate for long enough to consider any implications or consequences of trying the collars on.

As the black rubber of the collar came into contact with the neck of the respective colt, it momentarily glowed, just before they sprouted a pair of glistering black rubbery bat wings, not too dissimilar to the wings Fluttershy, known ass Flutterbat at the time had. Of course it did not take either Snips or Snails all that long to notice and realise the change to them.

Only before either of them had gotten their acts together enough to part their lips in preparation to make a sound, or possibly speak; the next change came over the both of them, as their legs grew to about double the original length, and their hooves turned the same black as their wings.

Just as the legs stopped growing, the quietly looked down, only to find their now glistering black rubber suction-cup hooves on the ground. The highly elastic rubber liable to make squeaking noises with each and every step they took.

I could see their horns going black as they turned into the same glistering rubber. Just that they failed to see this particular change, maybe because it is a bit outside of the common visual range of their sight, or if they simply never came up with the idea to look up.

Once the initial changes had taken place, they will be incapable of taking their collars off, as will any other Pony making the attempt. I just so happen to be the only one capable of removing it, considering how I was the one gifting them these collars.

“Who or what are we? What did you just do to us?” Snips finally managed to mouth, just loud enough for me to hear him.

“You are a Fel Pony. As to that, I guess you could call it a punishment of sorts, or a new means of teaching you a few things you never thought you would know!” I responded quietly.

“Who, or what are you? Pinkie Pie?” Snips continued to mouth in a hushed voice.

“Yes, I am still the very same Pinkie. Pinkamena Diana Pie, to be utterly precise on the matter. I am still an Earth type Pony!” I merely responded on the next inquiry.

Of course, this would all be over their heads, as the expression went.

“A Fel Pony?” Snips followed up in his usual stupor.

“Yes, exactly. You are hence forth my pet. You are both summoned up by me, the funny Earth Pony you had some much fun with!” I then informed them.

“Summon? Like a daemon?” Snails spoke with a shiver to his voice.

“That would be a pretty good name for it. With that, you belong to me!” I responded with a maniacal laughter.

“Are you our guardian, like a parent or mother to us, then?” Snips asked.

“I guess that would work, in a sense. Right now, you need to flap your wings, you need the practice!” I responded with a sly grin.

“You want us to fly?” Snips inquired.

“You have wings. Why else would I have you sprout them, if not to see you fly?” I pointed out.

“Oh yeah. Like Rainbow Dash. She does fly every day!” Snails countered.

As they spread their newly sprouted wings, squeaks were heard clearly.

“When you put it that way; about twenty percent cooler!” I teased them.

“She is known to use that expression!” they responded in chorus, as they slowly flapped their wings.

A purring giggle escaped me, almost as if I had been a cat like Opalescence.

“On the other rubbery hoof, now you can fly me anywhere I like to go. Not that I couldn’t fly by myself, or go around just as fast. Yet, this is more fun!” I suggested.

With that, I attached the leaches attached to their collars to a clear rubber belt around my belly.

“Now, take me to three feet above the ground!” I demanded.

They strained their wings, flapping harder in an attempt to lift me off of the ground. For a moment, my hooves just refused to let go of the ground, as if the ground would not permit me to leave it behind. Yet, their efforts soon did pay off and I could feel the ground slowly fall away under me.

“Give me the speed of a leisurely trot forwards!” I commanded.

“I could rub in an oil in the hide of your wings to lessen that squeaking, but you need to learn how to preen yourselves. I think I should help you with that, once we are back home in my room in private!” I summoned it all up.

They merely nodded, not sure what to say at the moment. Yet, they did manage the speed I had required out of them.

Author's Note

Pinkie Pie's POV