I stared at the unicorn before me.
"Hey." He said, as though he was talking to an old friend.
"Who are you?" I asked curiously.
"I'm you." He smiled. "I'm your navee. I'm the most pony part of you."
"Wait... pony... d- dose that mean I-"
"You did...and you love it. You're still under right now, but you can feel everything happening, and that bliss is being represented by the pristine landscape before you," He said, gesturing to everything around us. It was a meadow, with a stream running through it. The babbling brook created a tiny rainbow above it. I smiled.
"It must feel amazing." I commented, still admiring the dream before me.
"It does, as I'm told, it always does."
"What's your name?" I asked.
"What ever you want it to be." The dream began to blur. "Oh, you're waking up. I can't wait to talk to you." I nodded in agreement. It would be fun talking to my pony self later.
"Good bye for now."
And we woke up.
