Dreams Really Do Come True!

Chapters

Chapter 1: The Prologue
Chapter 2: Be careful what you wish for.
Chapter 3: Show and Tell
Chapter 4: The Explanation
Chapter 5: Taking Flight
Chapter 6: Friends
Chapter 7: The Encounter
Chapter 8: The Sleep Over
Chapter 9: Emergency!
Chapter 10: Back to normal...?
Halloween 2016
Important Message

Chapter 1: The Prologue

Oh, hi there! My name is Reece. No, not as in “Reece’s Puffs”…well, actually, come to think of it…you know, just n-never mind. Forget I said that.

I’m really glad you took the time out of your schedule to come and hear about a little story of mine. Have your parents ever told you that if you really believe hard enough, your dreams just might come true? Hah, boy have my parents ever been so right! This little story of mine will tell you how my most valued, and #1 dream ever came true. Well, the story won’t tell you, I will. But, then again, I’m telling the story, so…l-let’s just get on with it now, shall we? It all began waaay back when… BLOOBALOOBALOOBALOOOoooo…or just some other flashback sound.

It happened when I was 13 years of age. I’m 15 now, so it didn’t happen all that long ago. I’m one of those crazy kids, you know, with a vivid imagination, and crazy, outgoing personality. I was in my 8th period class when it happened. Oh shoot, I forgot to mention! I was also in the 7th grade at that time. I was watching some videos, and reading some fiction stories, and I got this really weird feeling in my gut.

It was probably that feeling you get when you want something to happen really bad, like REALLY badly, knowing very well it will never happen, but you still feel as if it might anyway, eventually. I think it’s like a combination of excitement, and envy.

Then, among all of the dreams and wishes I had held in that wild mind of mine, a new dream appeared, forming as I think weird thoughts, and imagine what I’m reading, and interpret what I’m watching. Then, that dream grew. It grew, and grew, and grew!
Eventually, it grew up to the point where it surpassed my 2nd best dream: being able to fly. It came to the point where I eventually started having anxiety attacks, and a loss of appetite.

I had then asked my friend, Jacky, who was playing some games on one of the school computers, if he had ever felt that feeling, too. He replied with a shake of his head, as if saying “No.” Well, I told him about the feeling that I had, trying to describe it to the best of my ability.
“Well, what are you anxious about?” he questioned me with a curious look on his face.

Looking down a bit, and talking slightly quieter than normal I said “Well, I’m afraid to say. You might laugh, or think I’m gay or something stupid like that.”

Jacky had pushed me lightly with a fist to get my attention. “You know how girls always share secrets, right?”

“Yeah?” I replied.

“Well, guys also share secrets with each other, just not as much as girls, though.”

“Where is this going?” I said, waiting impatiently for him to get to the point.

Jacky replied. “I’m trying to say that if you want to tell me, go ahead and tell me. I won’t laugh, or tease you, or judge you in any way at all. Just tell me, what are you anxious about?”

Getting all nervous, while pumping air in and out through my shirt to cool myself down by pulling around the collar area in and out, sticking the armpit area of my shirt into my…well, armpits, I said it, but too quiet for anybody to hear.

“I...I wanna..." I murmur under my breath so that he couldn't hear me.

“I’m sorry, repeat that?” Jacky said, curious as to what I could have possibly said.

I said it slightly louder, but not too loud that the teacher, nor the other students could hear, and faster than normal.

I growl and say “I wanna be a pony!”

Wow! Shocker! Bet you didn’t see that coming! Nah, just kidding, you totally saw it coming thanks to the title, and description of this story.

Thanks a lot, fellas, you spoiled it!

I should have mentioned earlier that I was a brony. Just because I said "was", it doesn't mean I'm not one now. Heck, I had even made my own OC at that time. A Pegasus. Of course, being a guy, I had to face the criticism of others, and I didn't want my parents to know I was a brony, or else they would judge me, and think poorly of me. So, in spite of this, whenever I wanted to watch an episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, I had to watch it behind their backs so that they wouldn't find out. At one time, I had thought about starting a fiction even, too! But, I never got back to it, even till this day it sits in a drawer just waiting to be finished. A question went around, also, asking which pony you'd be if you could be any. I had a hard time choosing between Rainbow Dash or Vinyl Scratch, since they were just so cool! In the end, I chose Vinyl...

Hang on! Getting off topic here! You don't wanna hear about my brony life, do you? Nah, of course you don't. Who would, anyway? Back to the story at hand!

Jacky was silent. He just looked at me with a straight face, mouth hanging slightly open.

“W-Why i-is that?” He replied, stuttering at what I had just said.

“I don’t know, I just…I want to know what it’s like to be something I’m not! I want to experience life as a different species, and in this case, it's a pony! Mainly a Pegasus. Surely other people, including you, have dreamed about that, right?”

Jacky, still staring at me, was clueless as to what to say. I could tell because whenever he thinks, he fidgets with his right leg, bouncing it up and down, and I can’t blame him for that. I also do it when I think. It’s just something we have in common.

He finally speaks up, saying “Well, y-yeah, I’ve thought of that before, but of all animals, why a pony?”

I all of a sudden started to get a bit ticked as him asking me these questions that I didn’t even know the answers to. You know how kids are at that, right?

“Well, I-I…” I stutter, when, right in the nick of time, the bell rings, signifying the end of school for the day.

I dash out so fast, that he doesn’t get a chance to chase after me with how far I had outrun him in the past 10 seconds.
Afterwards, I got on the bus to go home. We rode the same bus, so it’s not like running from him was gonna do anything to help besides tire me out.

Several times throughout the bus ride, until he got off at his stop, my stop is last, he would ask that same question over and over again, and, frankly, I nearly cracked, pissed off to the max, but I came through, silent the whole bus ride home.

When I arrived home, I immediately darted towards my room. Every time I got good grades, like really good grades, like a 90 or higher on all subjects, my mom would give me a “Wish Coupon”. It’s basically a little sheet of paper saying to write what you want on the paper, and to put in under the pillow, so that a magical “Wish Fairy” would grant you a little visit, and grant your wish! Typical fairy stories.

Of course, I’m too smart now not to know that it was really mom who was the Wish Fairy, as I saw her take the coupon out from under my sisters’ pillow, yes I have a sister, as she then searched the house for what she had asked for. If she couldn’t find it, she’d go as far as to drive out to the store, and buy it. If it was something fictional, or not real like, say a Dark-Hershey-Crunch-Peanut Butter-Granola-Fudge Sundae desert, she would go out of her way to get us what we wished for…as long as it was reasonable. The example I gave just simply won’t ever happen, let’s face it.

If not, then she’d just simply say something like “I’m sorry, honey, but the Wish Fairy might have been busy last night.”

I’d like to say that the so-called “Wish Fairy” was actually the wish pokemon “Jirachi”.

I had told mom that I was going to put a Wish Coupon under my pillow, and she said “Okay. Make it something special!”

“Oh, I will…” I mumbled so that she couldn’t hear me.

But, instead of simply grabbing one Wish Coupon, I grabbed all of them. All 20 Wish Coupons, and I then wrote on the top card…

“I wish…” I hesitated, thinking of how I should describe it.

“I wish to live life as a pony!” I stopped. I thought hard about whether I really wanted to do this or not.
I erased the “!”, and continued, adding a little bit.

“I wish to live life as a pony for one day every month for the next 5…” I shook my head as I erased the “5” I had mindlessly put on the paper, and continued from there.

“…every month for the next 10 years, starting at midnight!” I sighed in joy, hoping this would work. And all of this to prove how badly I wanted this.

I placed all 20 Wish Coupons under my pillow, along with a drawing of my OC I had made not too long ago, and the night went on as usual, with dinner first, shower next, teeth brushing, then finally bed.
We all said our goodnights, gave each other hugs and kisses...

Sheesh, now that I’m looking back on this, I was such a child, even at 13!

As I lay there, on my bed, I sat up, put my hands together, and prayed.
I prayed with all of my might, with all of my heart, hoping that my dream would come true. Afterwards, I put my head back on the pillow, and went to sleep.

Or so I tried to sleep.

You know how kids are when it comes to excitement, and bedtime. They just can’t shut their eyes, especially with me, since I’m still technically part child. Then again, I think that goes for everyone…at least up to their twenties.

Eventually, I fell asleep, sound in my bed, smiling happily as I sleep, waiting for tomorrow to arrive.

Until Chapter Two…

Author's Note

Note that this is funny in some places.

I was just sitting around doing school work. Then, all of a sudden, out of venting something to myself (which felt really good afterwards!), I had an epiphany, or in other words a grand idea! Once I had the time, I had started typing away at a really fast speed, with the whole part of the story already figured out, even as I was still typing. It took around 15 minutes to get to 1,000 words. Overall, I think I finished this within at least 30 minutes, and I am really impressed with myself, with the story, and how fast I did it.

If you comment saying that you liked it, then like it. Literally. You know...the little thumbs up icon? Yeah that thing, click that if you truly do like it.

I also already have the first 500+ words figured out for the next chapter. :P

If you think there could be any improvements, comment them down there.

If you have any ideas as to what should happen next, PM me, I'll be glad to talk.

ALSO! Please note that the characters you will see in this story are based off of me, and my friends.

I know, I know, nothing "strange" going on yet, but trust me, it will get there quite fast...

Chapter 2: Be careful what you wish for.

11:55 P.M.
Friday

Alright, so here’s a little reminder as to what happened last time: I use up all of my Wish Coupons for the sole purpose of that one dream, and I went to sleep, only after laying there, looking up at my ceiling for a good 45 minutes, or so.

And what had been a great dream, with me lying peacefully in my bed, slowly turned dark, and scary, as all the downsides of doing this to myself all collapse upon me into the worst nightmare I have ever had.

There was a dark smog all around me, engulfing me as I try to see through it. What I did manage to see were people. People shouting, pointing at me. Some laughing, some crying, and some angry beyond compare. I saw some familiar faces there, including my friends’ faces, such as Jacky. And then, I saw my mom, and my dad.

My mom was sobbing, down on her knees, her hands covering her face, and my dad was looking at me, scowling, pointing at a door that had just appeared suddenly, that oddly looked like the front door to my house.

As I gazed upon the door that leads to the outside, I noticed it slowly started to…shrink, as if it were going farther, and farther away from me, as I stumble towards the door, moving slowly, in fear as I constantly trip. I’m sure you’ve had at least one nightmare like that before, right? Eventually, I returned my gaze back to my parents, only there was something different this time.

My mom seemed to be arguing with my dad, pushing and shoving him out of the way. I can slightly make out that she was still crying, but was upset at dad, but why? I then look at my dad, only to see that he was holding a rifle in his arm. Before I knew it, he pointed the gun at me…
And I woke up with a gasp, and a quick scream saying “No!”

Panting in fear, sweat trickling down my face, I rub my eyes slightly, and take a look at my clock. It stated that it was 11:58 PM. I tried to acknowledge the 4 numbers on the digital screen, as I try to gather my thoughts as to what I should do. As soon as my mind settled, the clock turned to 11:59 PM. One minute until my wish came true.

I smiled slightly at first, but then, my eyes widened, bigger than ever before, as I start trembling in fear, remembering what had happened in the realistic nightmare that was ever so politely given to me in my slumber.

In a hurry, I scuffled out of bed, scrambling, trying to find the nearest object which I could write with, such as a pen or a pencil. I did find a pencil, and immediately, I pick up my pillow, lifting up the left side of the pillow, making it fold over to the right side. I glance at the baron sheets of my bed, as I did not see the 20 wish cards.

I started hyperventilating at the thought, but then I notice that my wish coupons were in the bottom layer of my pillow sheet, devilishly snuggling with my pillow. I take them in a rush, and plop them down on my desk, which I normally use for homework. I start to erase the exclamation point ending the request, and as soon as I put the tip of my pencil to the sheet of paper to write an additional detail…*tick*
I take another look at my alarm clock. 12 o’clock. Midnight.

A second afterward, I jump at the sound of our grandfather clock, as it tells me that it is now midnight, and asking me why I am still awake. Get it? Since it’s a “Grandfather” clock? ...Bad pun, I know.

As I hear its nightmare-inducing noise, I noticed that the cards I was holding simply weren’t there. They had vanished.

(Please note that these next few paragraphs I will explain contain the transformation process, so if you are uninterested with all that junk, feel free to skip over it.)

Over the grandfather clocks tolling, on its 2nd time, it tolls once every 5 seconds or so, I hear the sounds of a clattering pencil, as I drop it, making it land on the desk.

I then feel a tingly feeling on the sides of my head. I reach my hands back to feel what was going on, and when my hands had touched, it felt…pointy. It turns out that my ears were pointed, and becoming fuzzy, and slowly moving up to the top of my head.

At that same moment, I feel something tickle my shoulders, and I put my hands on my shoulders, only to run them through my rapidly growing hair, now an orange and yellow color instead of its usual brown, a second later.

The tingly feelings continued throughout my head, and I got to the point where I just have to see what is going on. So, I turn on one of my lamps, and I take a gander at what was causing it.

I had fur! I had a light orange fur growing all over my head! It was short, and soft, just how I had always dreamt it would be. Then, a few seconds later, it feels like something was pinching my nose and mouth, as they push outwards to become a pony muzzle. Also, my eyes grew bigger to match the style of the cartoon ponies.

My head had nearly looked completely like a pony! I was too busy paying close attention to my head as it changed that I hadn’t realized that the fur had spread down my sides, and down to my elbows.

Almost immediately after I noticed that, I felt my nightshirt get tighter, and tighter. I looked in the mirror again, and I saw two new appendages bulging out from the back of my shirt. I reached back to touch them, assuming they were wings, when I suddenly couldn’t reach that far back anymore.

I looked at my arms, as they deformed, starting to match a pony’s forelegs. Shortly afterwards, I started losing feeling in my fingers. When I looked, I stared at my hands in pure astonishment, as my fingers slowly disappeared, and I said goodbye to my friends known as Lefty and Righty. I had hooves instead of hands now, with the new light orange fur, almost being a beige color, growing over them.
I think to myself “What the buck?! How does this work?!”

Wait…did I just say…buck? Forgetting what I had just said, I brought my focus back to myself.

The fur slowly crept its way down to the bottom half of my slowly changing body. By then, our grandfather clock was on its 8th toll. I figured I’d have to take my pants off too, as I felt a pinch come from my lower back. Flinching from the sudden pain, I managed to get my pants off, which wasn’t easy with hooves. I saw a tail. A tail, slowly growing outwards, the same color as my mane…

HAIR! Dang it! Now I’m even starting to think like a pony! Huh, I guess I didn’t think that part through, did I?

I shook my head in pure shock. Just, all of what was happening just felt really…strange. I mean, not much of it hurt, except for the tail, and muzzle, and my legs that were now morphing to match a pony’s hind legs. It just felt weird…

As I was standing, I all of a sudden lost balance, and start swaying forward, then back, then forward again, then eventually falling back onto my bed, all while I took a glance at my legs. I slowly waved goodbye as the 10 little piggies resting on my footies said farewell, and left, leaving me with two…hooves in place of my feet, which had miraculously disappeared.

With the final toll of our grandfather clock, stopping on its 12th time, the time was now 12:01 AM, and I had completely become…a pony.

Until Chapter 3…

Chapter 3: Show and Tell

Saturday
12:01 AM

With it being a minute after midnight, the transformation was complete, and I had been turned into a pony. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I mean, I was looking at an orange pony in the mirror, and that pony just happened to be me.

I sat up, and raised my hoof out in front of me, and just stared at it for a while. I then yawn, and start thinking about tomorrow…oh. Oh crap! Oh god, what about tomorrow?! How am I going to explain this to everyone?! Oh crap, I didn’t think of that either!

I yawn again, but longer this time, and I fall back onto my back, careful not to harm my tail, or wings. I stare up at the ceiling for a while, noticing that my fan isn’t on. So, I decide to attempt to get up, walk over to the light switch, and turn on the fan.

I sit up, and try to stand up. Of course, my new equine body would no longer allow me to stand up on my hind legs, so I was forced to go on all fours. I slowly make my way over to the light switch, carefully observing, and memorizing the way I walk, for easy reference later on. I actually got used to it pretty fast, and I actually chose to walk, or in this case trot, around in circles a few times before making my way to the light switch. After a few circles, I started thinking that that was enough for now, and it was time to cool myself down.

I make my way to the light switch, and when I do, I flip it. The exact opposite of what I wanted had happened, though. Instead of the fan turning on, the fan light turned on. In a panic, I quickly turn off the light, blinded momentarily from the light. Welp, I guess I’ll be going the night without the fan.

Although, I had a solution to that problem. Instead of using the blanket to keep me warm, I had fur to do that, so to avoid overheating, I decide to go the night without my blanket either. Unfortunately, no plan is without its flaws. My mom usually wakes me up on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, and my dad on Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. Saturdays because we normally do stuff together on Saturdays. Oh man, this is bad! He’s gonna wake me up at 9:30 AM tomorrow, and he expects to see his human son, not an orange Pegasus pony! He’s not gonna believe I am his son!

I guess the least I can do is at least try. My mom might believe me, but I don’t know about my dad. My dad wasn’t really the one who liked to watch cartoons, especially with his children, so there’s no doubt he hates My Little Pony, considering he hates just about every other cartoon except Bugs Bunny.

I crawl back onto my bed, and pout a bit. My dream, the biggest dream I had ever had, just backfired on me. For now at least. It’s only for today. And every other day once every month for the next decade…

I thought that maybe I should just sleep on it, considering I was already tired enough to do so. I grew lazy eyed, and my eyelids became almost impossible to open, and I drift off into the domain of sleep.

This is gonna be one long decade…

Saturday
8:34 AM

I wake up and stretch my arms out, or I guess they’re legs now, aren’t they? I try to rub my eyes, but all I get is a hoof to the face, which really hurt! Then I remembered: I am still a pony. So it wasn’t some dream after all.

I start to get up out of bed, and immediately start worrying. I didn’t come up with anything as I slept. No thoughts came to me. Welp, either I come up with something fast, or I’m screwed.

I just start trotting around, trying to think of something, because I was drawing a blank the whole time. Then, I froze in shock as I heard someone knock on my door.

“Reece, you awake? Get dressed, we got stuff to do!” It was my dad.

Crap! He’s too early! I don’t have enough time! It’s only 8:35! *sigh* I guess there is only one thing to do now…

JUMP OUT THE WINDOW!!!

Nah, I wish though. I just gotta tell him, but I’ll have to break it to him slowly, and hope he doesn’t just barge in. I sit down, rubbing my head with my hooves, which doesn’t feel as relaxing as you’d think.

“Hey, Dad, could you come in for a moment and close the door behind you? Don’t come in yet, though!” I say, covering my mouth with a hoof, because my voice didn’t sound like it used to.

“Yeah sure, but why not yet? Are you….are you doing…you know…it?”

“What?! No! N-Not that!” I blush a bit.

“Hey, Reece. You okay? You don’t sound well. You sick?” Dad questions me.

“I guess you could say that. Look, I gotta show you something, and you gotta promise not to freak out, or anything like that, okay?”

“Uh, o-okay. I promise.” My dad says, stuttering.

“Okay, you can come in now, I guess.”

As he slowly opens the door, I brace myself for what’s to come. After 20 seconds after opening the door, my eyes closed, I hear a thud, which was the sound of dad fainting on the spot. Great. Just my luck. I’m pretty sure that woke everyone else up, too.

Sure enough, I was right. I saw my sister, Natalie, open her door, rubbing her eyes, to see what that noise was. That was when she saw Dad laying on the floor, unconscious, and then saw me. She immediately started screaming to the top of her lungs. “OH MY GOOOOSHHH!!”
My mom, shortly afterwards, rushed to where we were. She paid no attention to the man laying down on the floor.

“Natalie?! What’s wrong?!”

She replies, “This!!”

Mom looks over at us, and gasps, putting her hands over her mouth, as she sees Natalie hugging me, down on her knees, with me still sitting. I’ll bet a million thoughts are filling her mind right about now, like where that pony came from, or omg that’s so cute, or if that’s Reece, or something like that.

“It is so cute, it’s almost wrong!!” Natalie squeals.

She just gawks at me, as Natalie continues to hug me, and squeal in excitement. This goes on for about a good 5 minutes before mom speaks up.

“Natalie, where did you get that pony, and when?”

“I found it in here, and it’s just so cute!” Natalie squeals in excitement.

“But, this is Reece’s room, so wouldn’t he be in here if he slept in here, and wouldn’t he know?”

I just couldn’t resist the urge to tell them it was me, but then Mom notices Dad on the floor, fainted.

“Looks like you weren’t the only one surprised by this…”

Natalie giggles, and I accidentally chuckle a little bit myself, which caused some suspicion for my sister, who was still hugging me.

“Did it just laugh?” Natalie asked curiously.

Mom answered. “I don’t know. Did it?”

“I don’t know. It felt like it did.”

I was getting tired of her calling me an “it”, and I release a sigh, which caused some more questions to pop up in her head.

“I think it can understand what we’re saying!” Natalie shouts excitedly.

“Oh, don’t be silly. If it could understand us, it would be able to speak, and I haven’t heard it say anything…”

“Silly mom, ponies can’t talk!”

I can’t take it! I got so peeved that they kept referring to me as an “it”, or “a pony”, which I technically am now, but I have a name! I speak up.

“Well, I’m not just some normal pony, now am I?!”

They both gasp, Natalie’s being an excited gasp, and Mom’s being a shocked gasp. Well either way, they were both shocked, just Mom’s being bad, and Natalie’s being good. I even gasped slightly at myself, too, as I had noticed my voice sounded like that of a girl. I suddenly feel Natalie’s embrace tighten around me.

“Oh my gosh, it really can talk!!” She squealed again.

Mom stutters, trying to find something to say.

“B-But, where d-did it c-come from?!”

I speak up, saying “Mom, I’ve been in here all night.”

They both gasp yet again. Mom just stares at me, mouth gaping open, and eyes wide open.

“Did…did you just call me…M-Mom?!” Mom manages to get through her shaky voice. Shortly after, my sister gasps AGAIN, and looks at me with a somewhat similar face as moms.

“R…Reece?”

I nod, putting my head down, and my sister hugs me tighter. I think she’s starting to feel bad for me. Either that, or she’s really glad I’m okay with her hugging me. Mom walks up to me, pushing Natalie aside, as she picks me up, and hugs me.

“H-How did this h-happen?!” She says. I can hear in her voice that she was gonna start crying.

I didn’t want to tell that that was the wish I had made, because they might look at me weird. I just lie to her, hiding the truth for now.

“I don’t know. I just woke up like this. I just hope it’s only for today.”

Okay, part of that was true, but most of it was a lie. Mom holds me closer.

“But, why would something like this do this to you for only a day? And how?!”

“I don’t know…but you know what sucks, aside from me being a pony now?”

“What?” Both Mom and Natalie say in unison.

“I think I might be a girl now…”

“What? You just got turned into another species, and you’re worried about being a girl? Well, you certainly got the overreacting part down already.” My mom laughs with my sister.

“Oh, be quiet.” I laugh with them, while still being serious.

“As if I’ve got any parts. If anything, I lost a few, so that’s what sucks.” I deadpan, and look at mom.

“Well, yeah I can see that being bad for you, considering you lost your manhood.” Mom says smiling, also looking at me.

“Don’t forget humanity.” I giggle a little bit, as Mom and Natalie join me.

“So, what are we gonna do with Dad? How are we gonna break it to him that his son, turned female, is also a pony?” I ask Mom.

“I don’t know. I just hope he doesn’t overreact, or faint again. Hell, if anything, disown you.” Mom says, putting me down, still hugging me slightly.

“I don’t think any of us want that.” I say looking around the room.

“So, Dad was going to wake me, but I was already up. Do you know what we’re going to do today?” I ask Mom.

“Well, since it feels like a really great day outside, I thought we could go to the playground, but since you’re now a pony, I don’t think we can do that now. We’re just gonna have to stay inside for today.”

“Awww…” Both Natalie and I say at the same time.

“I always liked going there…” I pout, then my sister starts whining.

“But I wanna go to the playground, Mom!” Sometimes she can be annoying as heck. I say heck instead of hell because my parents don’t think I’m “old enough” to be saying them, especially around my sister, even though they say it around her. HELL, even Mom just said it. Well guess what Mom? I can say it all I want in my mind! HELLHELLHELLHELLHELL!

“Well, I guess we could work things out so we can go tomorrow. The forecasts is supposed to be the same.” My mom says to us.
“YAY! Thanks, Mom!” My sister hugs Mom.

Suddenly, I hear a deep rumbling sound coming from both my mom, and my sister. Shortly after, I hear and feel it come from me, and Mom begins.

“So, I don’t think we’ve had breakfast yet. Anyone hungry?” She says sarcastically.

All three of us say “Me!” at the same time.

“Alright then. It’s settled. We are having…”

She holds that thought for about a few minutes, as she makes her way down the stairs into the kitchen, and my sister and I follow her, with me being the last one in because I had struggled slightly getting down the stairs in my new form.

Once she found something in the pantry, she finished her thought with “Pancakes!”

“Ooh, I love the pancakes you make, Mom!” My sister announces.

I also like pancakes, but I’m just a bit worried if my new equine body will allow me to eat pancakes now. Well, considering it doesn’t contain any meat, I should be fine. I mean, the rest of it is, and came from a plant, right?

As Mom starts fixing our pancake breakfast, I decide to go into the living room, and watch TV. I sit on one of the couches, next to the TV remote. I turn it towards the TV with it still lying on the couch since I can’t really pick it up with hooves. I try to press the power button on the remote, which turns on the TV. My 5th attempt, I succeeded. Now, I face an even bigger problem. Changing the channel.

The number buttons were smaller than the power button, going from 1 being at the top left corner, and 9 being at the bottom right, with pound, star, and 0 being at the bottom. Since we had Time Warner Cable, there were 3 kid channels that were in the first few forties. I’m aiming for 43, which is Cartoon Network, because that’s my favorite channel.

The first time I try, I get 16. The second try, I get 52. This is getting ridiculous! Only after my 10th try, nearly giving up, I manage to press the buttons correctly, not pressing any of the other buttons with my hooves, and the TV starts playing Cartoon Network.

It was a rerun of last night’s Cartoon Planet, which is an hour long compilation of episodes from older cartoons, like Chowder, or The Powerpuff Girls. Codename: Kids Next Door, or KND, was my favorite.

A minute after the theme song for Cartoon Planet started, my sister ran in, and jumped onto the couch next to me, moving the remote out of the way. She also loved the show, and I’m guessing she just loved me, too. Or at least me being a pony. After, it moved on to an episode of Kids Next Door. Just my luck!

We had to stop it half way through because Mom had called us into the kitchen for breakfast. I sat at the side of the table, since it was rectangular. She made 10 pancakes all together. 2 for me, and Natalie, 3 for Mom, and 3 for Dad. She poured the syrup on all of the pancakes, and served them up. Since I no longer had hands to cut my pancakes, Mom had to cut them for me, but now I face an even bigger problem than before. How am I supposed to eat my pancakes if I don’t have hands to pick up my fork?

This is going to be a really long day…

Until Chapter 4…

Chapter 4: The Explanation

Saturday
1:30 PM

These past 5 hours felt like an eternity for me. I mean, I can barely do anything with these darn hooves! I really should have thought long and hard about this before I used up all of my wish coupons…

Well, I guess there are a few benefits to being a pony, with one being I can fly, since I have wings, which I didn’t even ask for. I got lucky with that! Another good thing is that I don’t get cold as easily with all this fur. And…I actually can’t think of any more good things besides the fur and wings. I guess they’re the only things I wish I could keep when I’m not a pony.

Oh, wait, I forgot! I’m also cute. You jelly?

So yeah, I gotta go through this 119 more times for the next 10 years. One time every month. Only time will tell how this will all turn out. I’m starting to worry what would happen to me if this happened on a school day. Would I get bullied? Would I be called Ponyboy? How many stares do you think I’d find? How many girls would I pick up? Would Mom have to call me in sick? Who knows? Not me.

Also, I’d like to know what it would be like for me during summer vacation. We normally go to the pool during the summer almost every day. Would I sweat so much from the fur and the heat that I end up swimming in that instead of the pool? How would I swim, doggy paddle? What would people think when they see a pony swimming in a local pool? Would I even be allowed to swim? That last one, I highly doubt I’d be able to. Looks like we might have to set up a backyard pool then.

I think that might actually be a possibility. My dad has been saving up for just that reason. Pretty soon here, we’re going to have our very own backyard pool that we can swim in whenever we want. Although, there are some downsides to that, such as having to clean the filters of the fur that I might shed, haha!

I figured Dad might have woken up by now, since I’m hearing footsteps upstairs. I guess it’s time to break it to him that his son is a pony. I actually can’t wait to see his face when he sees me. I just hope he doesn’t faint, or overreact.

Dad walks down the stairs, and into the living room, which is where I am. He stops in his tracks, and just stares at me. I nod my head upwards as if saying “Sup?” His eyes widen, and he turns his head slightly to call for Mom, who was busy helping Natalie with her homework.

“Hey, Sandy?!” My Dad yelled across the hall. Yes, my mom’s name is Sandy, and my dad’s name is Henry.

“Yeah?” Mom yells back with a slight laugh in her voice, with Natalie also laughing.

I also chuckled a bit, but he didn’t hear since he was yelling back at her.

“Why is there a horse in our living room?!” My Dad said with a little bit of anger in his voice.

Ouch. Just ouch. That hurt. A lot. He called me a horse. Goodbye, pride.

“Oh, that’s n-not a horse!” My Mom says to him, a laugh escaping her lips as she said it.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh, nothing. Take another look at him, or should I say her.”

Dad looks back at me, with a slightly angry look on his face. I wave back, and his mouth drops open. Soon after, he loses it.

“Okay, can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on here?!”

Mom walks into the room, and acts as if she’s going to be the one to introduce us to each other.

“Henry, this is Reece. Reece, this is your Dad.” She says with a smile on her face.

Dad starts yelling at her in anger. “What are you talking about?! That is not my son!”

I’m not getting annoyed by this at all in case you were wondering. I’m actually enjoying this. I expected this from him, so I have no reason to be mad back at him. Mom gets all serious again.

“Don’t believe me?”

“No, I don’t! You honestly believe that that…thing is my son?! You really think I’m gonna buy that?! Not a chance!”

Again, not getting angry, even though he called me a thing. I’ve seen that happen before.

“Well, let’s just see what Reece has to say about that.” Mom says, looking back at me.

“Reece, do you have anything to say to him?” My mom says sarcastically.

“Well, aside from a simple ‘Hello, Dad’, I don’t think so. By the way, hi Dad.”

Dad looks at me bug-eyed, and his mouth gaping open from what he just saw and heard. Mom looks back over at him, crossing her arms, and grinning.

God, I am loving his reaction!

“Believe me now?” My mom says to Dad.

“I…I wish I could, but I simply can’t!” Dad says with a shocked expression.

“D-Do that again!” He says, looking at me.

I talk all slow, as if I were trying to explain something to him as if he were dumb. “Hello, my name is Reece. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Mom giggles a bit at my silliness.

“B-But…this is impossible! Horses can’t talk!” Dad shouts back at both of us.

“Ah-ah-ah. Not a horse. A pony.” I tell Dad.

“What’s the difference?!” My dad shouts back at me.

As soon as I inhale to tell him the difference he interrupts me with “Don’t answer that.”

I laugh instead.

“Look, I demand an explanation, and it better make sense!”

“Well, Reece said he just woke up like this, and he doesn’t know how it happened.” Mom tells him.

“Bullcrap! Stuff like this doesn’t just happen randomly!”

“Please watch your mouth. There’s a 9 year old in the other room.” Mom said sternly. After that, I heard a giggle come from that room.

“Yeah, Mom’s telling the truth. I don’t know how I ended up like this.” I told Dad. Another dirty lie. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep that up.

“Enough out of you! I don’t want to see, nor hear you anymore! At least not like this, if you really are my son.” My dad shouts back at me.

Shortly after he said that, he storms out of the house, and drives away.

I just shrug it off. I knew he’d act somewhat like that. Then, I just go back to watching TV, and Mom returns to helping out Natalie.
Oh, Adventure Time, how I love you!

Until chapter 5…

Chapter 5: Taking Flight

Author's Note

ANNOUNCEMENT: After the release of Chapter 6, there will be a special event going on. If you send me your character bio, specifically describing your characters looks, personality, etc., I will put your character in the story!

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Chapter 5: Taking Flight

Saturday
4:30 PM

“Weee! Faster, faster!” My sister squealed upon my back as I galloped around our backyard. Before you say anything, I’m only doing this to make my sister happy. I didn’t want to do it, she just kept asking me over and over again, until I finally said yes. We’ve been doing this for about half an hour, and frankly, I’m tired as hell.

“Natalie…I think…that’s enough…for now…” I slow down to a trot, panting, exhausted from all the running. I know horses and ponies can run a lot longer than humans can, but for half an hour? That’s ridiculous!

“Aw, okay.” My sister whines a little. I know she wanted to continue doing it, but even she knew that enough was enough. I mean, she’s bound to get bored at some point, right? Wrong. She was enjoying it the whole time.

I stop completely, and Natalie gets off my back, being careful of my wings, and I sit down. Natalie gets down on her knees and sits beside me, and starts petting me. Normally, I’d be all like “Don’t touch me”, but this actually feels kinda nice. She strokes my mane, and I smile a bit, trying not to make any sounds of enjoyment.

“What is it like? To be a pony, I mean.” She asks me. I think about it for a while.

“Well, I don’t know. Overall, this is all just so weird. I mean, one day I’m a human boy, and over the course of one minute I turn into a pony the next. I don’t know. I guess it’s good in a few ways…”

I sigh, and I look at Natalie, but only to see a puzzled look on her face. What’s the meaning of that?

“Hold on, hold on. I thought you said you didn’t know how it happened, and that you woke up like that.”

Oh…shit. She’s right, I think I blew it! Well, the only thing I guess I could do is just be all literal about it.

“I did say that. I really don’t know how, and I really did wake up like this.”

Well, I’m not lying. I don’t think I’m fooling her, though. She looks at me with her eyes squinted.

“You’re hiding something from us, aren’t you?”

Damn! For a 9-year-old, she’s smart.

“No, I’m not hiding anything. Why would I be hiding something?”

Okay, that was definitely a lie. She still has that look. She knows I’m hiding something, and she’s not gonna stop until she finds out.

“I don’t know, but I do know that you are hiding something. I can see it in your eyes.”

I never knew she could see what people were thinking by the look of their eyes! Dang, that’s one smart child.

I sigh, “Promise to keep this between us?”

She smiles slightly, “Sure. I promise.”

This is it. This will either turn out good, or bad. My best bet is that this has about a 90% chance to be bad.

I take a deep breath, and start spilling the beans, “I know you already know about wish coupons.”

“Yeah, I have, like, 8 of them. Why?”

“Well, I had about 20.”

She raises an eyebrow, “What do you mean by ‘had’?”

I gulp, “That’s the thing. You see…”

It takes her a while to get the idea of what I was hinting at, and when she did, she gasped, and I look down at the ground, feeling embarrassed.

“Mom and Dad played a prank on you?”

……wat.

“Wh-What?! No! You’re way off! Why would Mom and Dad prank me like this?! I don’t even know how they did this to me if they did!” I say with a shocked look on my face. I have no idea how she even came up with that…

“Plus, if they were pranking me, then they must be REALLY great actors, then. And, why would you think they were pranking me with how I look now?”

Natalie replies inquisitively, “Well, you could be in on it too, and you all might be pranking me. You might be wearing a pony suit for all I know!”

I put my hoof on her shoulder, “Natalie, if this were a suit, I wouldn’t even be wearing it now, because there is no way I’d want to wear it, so that’s a no to that idea. Also, I wouldn’t be able to do this.” I extend my wings out, and she reaches her hands out to feel them.

My sister just pets my wings, and I continue where I was headed to, “So, as I was saying, they definitely aren’t pranking me. Think about it, if my wish coupons are gone, then that must mean…”

I let her fill in the blanks, and her eyes grow wide as she realizes it.

“Reece, did you…wish for this?” She asked me, worriedly.

I put my head down in shame, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. I just didn’t want you to think of me as weird, or anything like that.”

She hugs me again, and says in a soft voice, “Reece, I would never think of you as anything else besides my brother, because that is who you are. My brother.”

I reply back, “Well, sister when I’m a pony.”

“True…” My sister giggles.

“But still, if this is what you wished for, even if you used all 20 of your cards for this one thing, I will respect that, and not think of you any differently.”

I can feel a tear run down my face, and I turn to hug her back, “Thank you, Natalie. I didn’t think you’d understand.”

“What do you take me for, an 8-year-old?” She giggles, and I laugh a bit with her, because she just turned 9 about 3 months ago.

“Mom, on the other hand…” We look at the window, and we see Mom, looking at us and smiling. Probably because we’re bonding, and we almost never do that. I agree with her.

“Yeah, I’m not sure if she will take that in easily. But Dad, on another hand…” I look back at her.

“Another hand?” She looks at me, curious.

“Yeah, because you’re on one hand, Mom is on the other. We need another hand for Dad.” I chuckle, and Natalie joins me.

“But who’s gonna go on the other hand?” She asks me, still with a curious look.

“…my friends? For all I know, this could happen on a school day, and I gotta be ready for any reactions that I may receive.”

She looks at me, “What do you mean ‘it could happen on a school day’?”

Oh, right. I didn’t tell her what I wished for.

“Right, I didn’t tell you what I wished for.” I facehoof, which really wasn’t a good idea, because it came in a lot harder than I thought.

That’s what she said.

Natalie laughs, “I already know what you wished for. You wished to be a pony.”

I finish the thought for her, “For once a month, for the next 10 years…”

Her face cycles between many expressions of worry, anger, sadness, and then finally, it stops on joy.

“Well, that’s great then!”

Wow, she must be inspired by Pinkie Pie, or something.

I look at her, “How is this great for you? Normally this would be great for me. Mainly because of the fur and wings.”

She giggles, and explains why it’s great, “No, it’s great because now I can get pony rides for 10 years for free!”

I chuckle at the thought, “Only once every month. One hour. 15 minute break.” I hold my hoof out, expecting her to shake it if she agrees.

“Deal!” Instead, she bumps it with a fist. Eh, that’ll work.

She continues to pet me for a little while longer, until I get up and stretch. “Alright, while it’s still light out, I’m going to try to learn how to fly. Wanna watch?”

Natalie doesn’t hesitate, “Are you kidding?! I would love to watch you fly! I’ve always wanted to see that!”

Well, today was her lucky day, and mine. My 2nd biggest dream was to fly, and I just realized, I had the capability to do so! The wish that I had made is fulfilling two dreams at once! This is incredible!

Then, inside my wacky head, the two dreams, to become a pony and to fly, had then fused together into one, and it sent me into a super excited overdrive mode…or something like that.

I got really excited really fast, and I couldn’t wait to get myself up into the air. I extend my wings out again, and do some practice flaps, just simply moving my wings up and down, getting a feel for it. Then, I try flapping for real.

I felt a force push me upwards just a little bit. For a brief moment, I felt lighter. I try flapping again, but this time harder than before. I could have sworn I felt myself be lifted off the ground that time.

Natalie shouts at me, “Come on, you can do it! Woo!”

I laugh at the fact that she’s being so enthusiastic about this, even though she’s not the one doing it. Her encouragement gave me the willpower to start flapping again.

Both my wings flapping simultaneously, I slowly rise up into the air, my legs dangling beneath me. I’m about 7 feet into the air now, and the adrenaline kicks in. My heart starts pounding, and I start hyperventilating because I couldn’t believe I was doing this. This is amazing!!!

I suddenly stop flapping, and I fall back to the ground, and faceplant into the dirt. I could hear Natalie say “Ooh!” as I land. I could tell Mom was making the same face as if she was also saying that, which I knew she was.

I lift myself out of the dirt, and sit. I wipe my face of any dirt with a fetlock, and my sister walks up to me.

“Are you okay?!” She asks with worry.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine. It didn’t hurt that much, though. Come to think of it, that only hurt for a second.” I say inquisitively.

“That was awesome! You flew, like, 20 feet high!”

“Nah, I think I flew about, what, like 7 or 8 feet high? I’ve got a lot of practicing to do, and in so little time, because after today I have to wait another month to do this.” I pout a little, and she starts to pet me again, which still feels amazing.

“Don’t worry. You’ll get the hang of it. And hey, just you wait. Before you know it, the month will already be over.” She tells me.

“Yeah, because today is the 28th of February.” I laugh, and Natalie joins me, laughing even harder. She’s such a goofball.

It’s 4:45 PM now. I only have about 2 hour of daylight left, but I have all night to enjoy being a pony, and a Pegasus at that. Hopefully Mom will let me fly in the house. The ceiling in our living room is actually quite high, so I should have about 15-20 feet to fly, and practice with.

I stand back up, and start flapping again, slowly rising off the ground. I kept flying up, and up, and up, up until I got to the point where I was higher than the tallest point of my house. From what I could tell, I think I was at least 50 feet up in the air. I started to get a bit scared, because this was pretty damn high! I try to calm myself down by saying that as long as I keep flapping my wings, I should be good. But now I gotta descend, which might prove difficult. I start flapping my wings slightly slower than before, and I slowly drop about a foot. I slow my flapping a bit more, and I slowly fall about 6 feet. I’m slowly getting there. Eventually, after about 2 minutes since I started descending, I reached the wonderful ground once again. My sister immediately grabs me, and squeezes me in a tight hug, with Mom standing right beside her.

“That was amazing!!” She excitedly shouted.

“Yeah, I didn’t know I could go so high.” I say back to her, panting from the excitement.

“Way to go, Reece!” My mom said as well.

Natalie lets go of me, and Mom starts hugging me, too.

“Uh, I think I’ve had far too many hugs today.” I say to Mom and Natalie, laughing.

Mom just hugs me tighter, “Well, as long as you’re like this, there’s plenty more where this came from!”

I roll my eyes and smile, then I look up. It was partly cloudy, with clouds scattered here and there. Then, I got a good idea, and I loved the thought of it.

“Uh, Mom, could you let me go now?” I ask her.

“Fine, but you should know it’s hard for us to let go with how soft your fur is!” Mom whines at me.

“Yeah!” Natalie chimes in with her.

“Hey, I’m gonna try something different, okay?” I tell them.

“Okay, what is it?” My mom asks.

“You’ll see. You two are going to love this!” I start flying back up.

I start flapping so fast, that I don’t even know how many feet I’m rising up by every second, but it was pretty fast. Within a minute, I was pretty sure I was at least 200 feet up in the air. I was nearing the closest cloud to me. It was moving kinda slow, so that was good. I fly in front of it, and above it, and casually wait for it to get directly under me. Once it did, I stopped flapping, and I dropped. I had a feeling of dread once I did, but that didn’t last long when the brief wind in my face abruptly stopped.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, or doing. I was standing on a cloud! A freaking cloud! I don’t even know how this is possible! I jump in glee, as I was doing the impossible. I mean, it’s basically gas. I am practically standing on air!

The cloud was so soft, so plush. I try to lay down, and, to my surprise, it allows me to do so.

Oh my god, this is so soft!!

I look over to the horizon, and the sun was starting to set. It was still pretty high up, though. Still, I could see for miles. It was beautiful.

“Hey, what happened?! Are you alright?!” I hear Mom shout at me from the ground. It was actually kind of difficult to hear her, but I manage to make out what she said.

“Yeah!! I’m doing great!!” I shout back at them.

“What?!” She yells back. She didn’t hear me…

“I SAID I’M DOING GREAT!!”

“Oh!”

I chuckle, and I hear another voice.

“What are you doing?!” I hear Natalie call out to me.

“You won’t believe this, but I am standing on a cloud!” I shout back at her.

“What?!” She shouts back. *sigh* Come on, you two. Get hearing aids, or something.

“I SAID I AM STANDING ON A CLOUD!!”

“WHAT?!”

Oh for crying out loud. I facehoof, but not so hard this time. I leap off the cloud, and start flapping, and safely, and slowly fall back to the ground. I think I’ve got the hang of that! But now I need to learn how to move around while flying.

“What did you say?” Natalie says to me.

“I said I was standing on a cloud!”

“What?!” Both Mom and Natalie exclaim.

“Yeah! I didn’t think it was possible, but it is! And, I think I found a new bed.” I tell them.

“What? New bed? You mean the cloud?” Mom asks me.

I nod, and chuckle a little after, but Mom disagrees with that.

“I don’t think so. If you do end up changing back into your human self tomorrow, I don’t want you to fall through the cloud! You’ll get killed! I won’t risk that!”

Damn it, she had a point. I am going to change back to normal tomorrow, and that will happen if I sleep on the clouds. Plus, who knows how far the cloud will travel away from home while I’m sleeping on it. “Yeah, I can see that happening, actually. Dang it…oh well.”

“Sorry, but it’s too dangerous.” Mom tells me, scratching behind my ear afterwards. Oh my god, this feels so AMAZING!! Now I’m starting to wish not to turn back into a human tomorrow if it means I get these kinds of feelings. But if that does happen, which it won’t, I sure would miss my hands.

“Does that feel good?” Mom asks me, noticing the face I’m making. I also noticed I moved towards her hand as she did that. I can’t help it, this feels so amazing!

“Yes!” I say with a straight face.

“Would you like for me to keep doing it?”

“Yes!” I say again with the same tone as before.

Mom picks me up, and we then start moving towards the living room, and Mom puts me down on the couch, and sits next to me, and continues to pet me.

“So, what movie do you wanna watch?” Mom asks me, but I wasn’t paying attention because I was too busy enjoying the feeling of her petting me.

“Hello?? Earth to Reece!” She snaps in my face, and I blink a few times, and I look up at her.

“Huh?”

“What movie do you wanna watch?”

“I don’t know. I’d let Natalie choose.”

Natalie then runs up to her room to grab something.

“Wow, you’re being awfully nice to Natalie today.”

“Yeah, well I’m in a good mood.”

My sister comes back down with some sort of DVD case.

“Mom, we can watch this!” She shows Mom and I the DVD case. It was season 1 of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

“Sure, if you want.” Mom tells her.

I reply back, “Yeah, and get Mom hooked on the show, why don’t you?”

“Oh, be quiet!” Natalie says back at me, making her serious silly face. She makes that when she’s being silly, and serious at the same time. It looks kind of goofy, though. But I like it because it makes her look funny.

She puts the DVD in, and it starts reading the disc. The main menu for the show appears, asking us which episode we want to watch.

Mom looks at me, “Are you sure you want to watch this? I mean, it is a girl show.”

I look at her, “I don’t care. Plus, I am technically a girl now, so…it’s not like it makes any difference.”

“Well, you’re still a guy up in here, I’m sure.” Mom says, pointing at my head, hinting at my mind. “But, if you want to watch it, I won’t judge.” Mom says, slowly looking back at the TV.
“What?! I didn’t say I wanted to watch it. I just said I didn’t care if I did or not. Besides, I might as well watch it anyway. As long as it means I get to spend some time with my family.” I tell them.

“Aw, that’s so sweet.” Mom coos.

Mom asks which episode we should watch, and she chooses the first episode. Oh boy, this may take a while…

Boy, do I feel awkward.

Until Chapter 6…

Chapter 6: Friends

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Chapter 7: The Encounter

Saturday
7:55 PM

Surprisingly, the bath went by much faster than I thought. 15 minutes, and I already smell like a clean dog. I told Mom that, and she laughed with me. My fur is still slightly wet in some places, but I don’t mind. But now, it’s time for dress up.

Well, it’s not really dress up. She told me that she was just going to fix my mane, and tail in a way that makes me look “presentable”. Mom was always the one to pick out what clothes we wear on special occasions because she has a good taste in fashion. I think she closely resembles Rarity because of that.

So, now I’ve gotta wait for her to finish styling my hair in a way that she thinks people would enjoy seeing when they see me. For one, she definitely brushed my hair. She tried to even out the hair on both sides of my head because it kinda liked to fall over on the right side. I always had to brush it out of the way because my right eye was my good eye, and it bugs me that I can’t see anything because of the hair blocking it. And after that was all done, I looked at myself in the mirror, and I started to blush a little bit as Mom said “Aw, you look so adorable!”

“Mom, it’s not like I’m going to a prom or anything.” I told her. Then, she ran out of the bathroom for a while, and I heard some talking. I think Mom was asking Natalie for something, but I couldn’t quite tell what. They were still too far away for me to hear.

About a minute later, Mom came back with a pink bow, and once I saw it, I moaned. “Oh, come on. Please don’t make me wear that…”
“Oh, you’re going to wear it, whether you like it or not!” Mom said, laughing.

I just simply sighed, and let her put the clip-on bow in my mane. Once she did, I looked in the mirror, and Mom was right. I looked absolutely adorable! I blushed once again.

“See? I know what I’m doing. Now, go ahead and say it.” Mom said. I know what she wants me to say, and I hate having to say it whenever she proves her point. I sigh, and smile, and decide to say it instead of rebelling again. “You were right, Mom…”

“Aren’t I always?”

I roll my eyes, and look at the clock. It was 8:00 PM. Wow, all of that only took 20 minutes? That went by really fast! We started the bath at around 7:40 PM, and we’ve still got some time to spare. “So, we still have only 15 minutes left. What do you wanna do until they arrive?” I ask Mom.

She puts her hand on her chin as she thinks, and she comes up with something. “TV and belly rubs?”

“Yes PLEASE!” I say with eagerness in my voice.

So she picks me up, and takes me downstairs to the living room, but not before petting my fur, which was soft as silk now. Mom sat me down on the couch, and she did the same right next to me. Natalie was in the dining room, working on a coloring book. Mom shouts over to her. “Natalie, do you want to watch TV with us?”

“No, I’m good! Thank you!” Natalie shouts back.

“Are you sure? I just got done making Reece look all pretty!” I look at Mom as if to say “Don’t call me pretty.”

“Really?! Okay, I’m coming!” Natalie shouts with excitement in her voice. A few seconds later, Natalie came in running to the couch, and she stopped when she saw me. Her face was priceless, she cooed. “Aww, she looks SOOO CUTE!”

I blushed a little, and she cooed again. “Aw, you look even cuter when blushing!”

“We’re going to watch TV until Reece’s friend gets here. Want to watch with us?” Mom asked Natalie.

“Boy, would I?!” Natalie said with more excitement.

Natalie sat to my left, and Mom to my right, as Mom scrolled through the guide to find something we would all enjoy. Then, I found my favorite show on MTV. “You two wanna watch Ridiculousness?” Mom asked us.

As if we were clones, Natalie and I said it at the same time. “YES!”

So Mom, Natalie, and I watched Ridiculousness for about 10 minutes before Krystal arrived with her parents. I looked at Mom with a little bit of worry. I needed her help. I couldn’t just walk out there, and tell them I was Reece. That would be insane! And bizarre.

“Natalie, feel free to keep watching it without us.” Mom told her. Natalie shook her head, and paused the TV to follow us. Mom looked at me as if to say “Stay inside until I say.” So I did. Mom and Natalie walked out to greet them. I kept the door open just a crack to make sure I could hear them clearly. I peeked through the curtained windows a bit to watch.

Krystal walked up to them. “Hi! Is Reece inside still getting ready?” She said, looking behind them at the house. Mom and Natalie looked at each other. “Yeah…about that…” Natalie said sheepishly. Krystal did a simple “Hmm?” as she looked back at them. “Could you bring your parents over here for a moment?” Mom asked Krystal.

“Sure. Hang on.” She said, running back to her car to tell her parents. About 10 seconds later, her parents came walking out of their cars, and over to Mom and Natalie. Krystal’s parents were always the nice kind of parents. They would always allow us to do things most parents wouldn’t. Well, they would allow most things. They were really understanding, and kind, so I’m sure they would understand my situation…I hope.

“Okay. So you three have to promise not to judge, or freak out in any way, okay?” Mom told them. The three of them looked at each other with confused looks, until Krystal’s dad spoke up. “Yes, we all promise.”

Mom then looked over at the mirror, telling me that it was time for me to reveal myself to them. So, I walked over to the door, and pushed it open, and allowed them to watch me, as I make my way next to Mom.

“You ready to go, Reece?” Mom asked me. I saw their eyes grow big as I looked over at Mom. “Yep. All set.” Krystal stared at me with her mouth open, and her parents looked at each other with shocked faces similar to Krystal’s.

“R-Reece?! Is that really you?!” Krystal asked me, sounding more concerned than I had ever heard before. “Yep, in the flesh. What did you expect? Prince Charming?” I joked around.

“I thought…weren’t you…didn’t we….are you…did you…” She stuttered, trying to find the right beginning to her sentence. I finish it for her. “Yes, I am Reece, and yes, I am a pony. I don’t know how, I just woke up like this.” I tell her, trying to sound as honest as possible.

“But, stuff like this doesn’t just happen!” She tells me, and my ear twitches as she does. “That’s exactly what my dad said!”

Natalie walks beside me, and explains some stuff to Krystal. “Yep, and just to let you know, she has already been given a bath, so she shouldn’t smell like anything except clean dog!” I blush as she calls me a “she” again. “Wait, Reece is a girl, too?!” She is absolutely shocked out of her mind now, I can tell, and it is hilarious, but I manage to keep it together. “Yep…I’m a girl now.” I tell her, while still blushing. “Well that explains your voice. I knew something sounded fishy!” Wow, she knew the whole time? Dang, she is good. I am no match!

“So, shall we get going, and stop wasting time?” I ask her, and she nods. “Oh, yeah right! But first…” Krystal turns back around to her parents, and introduces them to me…again. “Mom, Dad, this is my friend, Reece. I’m sure you remember him from last time, right?”

“Well yeah, but not like this! How is this even possible?!” Her mother exclaims. I see both Mom and Natalie shrug at them at the same time. I say the same thing that we’ve said before. “I don’t know! I don’t know how this happened, or how this is possible!” Yes, I continue to lie. They must not know about my wish. Nobody will find out, and I really hope that Mom doesn’t ask me about my wish.

“Well, this is Reece, and we all know that I don’t lie, so let’s get going then.” Krystal said, looking around at me, and her parents. Pretty soon, we were heading over to their car to officially get this sleep over on with! Mom and Natalie waved goodbye to me, and Natalie shouted. “See ya, Reece!”

I waved back as I got into the right side of the back car seats. The car had entered from the right of our house. Krystal’s parents hop inside the front of the car, and Krystal closes the door for me, since I don’t have hands to grab the handle. Then, she walked around to the side of the car facing the house, which was also the left side of the car, and got in, sitting right next to me. Pretty soon, we started driving away from my house, and to Krystal’s.

About half the duration of the car ride was silent, until Krystal looked at me, and smiled. “You know, I just can’t help but say that you look so gosh darn adorable right now!” She immediately hugged me after.

I blushed and smiled. “Let me guess, it’s the bow, isn’t it?” I ask her, pointing to the bow in my mane.

“Yeah, for the most part. But aside from that, you look even cuter when you blush like that!” She hugs be slightly tighter. I laugh a bit. “Typical of a girl to freak out over something as cute as me.” She looks at me, and makes a mad-happy face. “Trust me, if you were a girl, you’d do it too.” I stare at her, and look myself over. “But, I am a girl. So, your point?” She play punches me in the shoulder softly, and laughs. “Oh, be quiet!” I laugh with her, and I could have sworn I heard her parents laughing too.

About another 5 minutes later, we arrived at Krystal’s house. Krystal was the first to get out so that she could go over to my side, and open my door for me since I still can’t do it myself. After I got out, her parents made their way out of the car, and locked it. We then walked over to their house entrance. But before I could walk inside, Krystal walked in front of me. “So, first of all, we’re going to have to do the same thing your family did back at your place, with the introduction.”

I figured that there must have been other people in there, and I was completely alright with that. “Alright. Let’s head on in, then.”
So we did, and I walked behind Krystal to avoid being seen by the others. Krystal walked me upstairs to where everyone was. She told me to stay at the midway point of the stairs. There was one flight of stairs, then a much larger step in the middle for the turn, then the second flight of stairs. She had a nice two-story house. I heard her greet her guests. “Alright, everybody. Tonight, we have sort of a special guest sleeping here. I’d like for you all to meet…”

Here I go. This is my big moment…to show everyone what I am now, I mean. It’s not like I’m performing or anything. “Reece!” She shouted out, and I walked up the rest of the stairs, and immediately, they all started staring at me with lots of different looks. But what really caught my eye was a very familiar face. I took a closer look at him, and my eyes grew wide.

“J-Jacky?!”

“Reece?!”

Until Chapter 8…

Chapter 8: The Sleep Over

Saturday
8:20 PM

I heard some of the other people there start whispering to each other, and some others still just staring at me. I didn’t know any of them personally; I know them from school, though. So, now I am staring at my friend, Jacky, as he does the same to me. I can only imagine what kind of thoughts are going through his head right now.

[Jacky Cam]

Krystal said she’d be back in a few minutes to go pick someone up. In the meantime, I decided to join in on the fun going on upstairs. Krystal had a lot of cool stuff, like an Xbox One, Playstation 4, heck, even a Wii U! She had, like, the latest of every game system generation, and a billion games for them! What is she? A millionaire? How does her family afford all of this?! I am so jealous…

So, I head back upstairs, where everyone is gathered around 4 players, fighting against each other in Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare. I could have sworn that I saw some money on the table for betting. I would have said that that wasn’t a good idea, but I didn’t want to spoil the mood. Three of those people playing, I didn’t know, but the other person was Krystal’s brother, Rod. His name is Rodrick, but we call him Rod for short. He’s about 16 years old, and I can tell that by the way he’s playing the game, he is a pro gamer.

Sure enough, about 3 minutes later, Rod won, and the three other people traded spots with the other people waiting, and the person who bet on Rod took the money, which was about 8 dollars. There were about 8 other people here, including me. So that’s about 9 people total, soon to be 10 once Krystal gets back with one more person.

I turned the Wii U on over in the corner, and I sat on the nearby couch. I called over the other people who just lost, and asked them if they wanted to play the Wii U with me. They, thankfully, accepted, and walked over to the couch I was sitting on, and tried to sit as close to me as possible, as to be able to see the gamepad. Thank god Krystal also had Super Smash Bros. for the Wii U. That’s my favorite game of all time! Aside from Hyrule Warriors…

So I started up the game, and everyone grabbed a controller. There were about 6 controllers: 3 normal Wiimotes with nunchuks and classic remote extensions, 2 Wii U Pro Controllers, and one gamepad, which was the one I was using. After about a minute, we started playing 5-minute game sessions of normal smash. About two games passed by, and I won one, and someone else won the other playing as Pacman, when Krystal and her parents finally arrived with the last person!

I decided to wait upstairs so that I could be surprised, since she was most likely going to announce the person as if s/he were a celebrity. She walked up the stairs, and stopped at the top. “Alright, everybody. Tonight, we have sort of a special guest sleeping here. I’d like for you all to meet…” I called it! I knew she was going to announce the person! So, let’s see who this person it now, shall we?

“Reece!” She stepped to the side to allow the person to walk up. Um, am I hearing things, or did she just say ‘Reece’? Reece is here?! Yes! It’s about time someone else I knew came! Reece is one of my greatest friends, so he and I are really close. But who I saw, or rather what I saw, wasn’t Reece. Instead, a light orange-furred pony, with its hair all done, and a pink bow in its hair, walked up to the top of the stairs.

I was about to ask Krystal if this was some sort of joke, but then I noticed the pony’s eyes. They were the same color as Reece’s eyes. And, I could see all of Reece’s energy in them. The ability to start joking around, and make everyone’s day. His overall craziness. I noticed that it started staring right at me, with the same shocked look in its eyes that Reece has in his. Then, something unpredictable happened.

“J-Jacky?!” The pony cried out at me. It knows my name?! It can talk?! Is that really Reece? It sounds nothing like him, though. It sounded like a girl pony. What are they called…mares? And the way she said it. The tone in its voice. It sounded…just like Reece! If that is him, HOW IN THE WORLD IS HE A PONY SUDDENLY?! Or rather, how in the world is SHE a pony suddenly?! How in the world is he a she suddenly?!

“Reece?!” I exclaim back at him. After that, we just kinda stare at each other for a while. A million thoughts and questions are flying through my mind right now. Like, I can’t even explain them. This is just too, too, TOO crazy for my mind to comprehend! Well, then again, this is Reece we’re talking about…or, at least I think this is Reece standing right in front of me, in the body of a mare.

Krystal walks back downstairs to give us some privacy. I’m pretty sure that’s why. Either that, or she went to get refreshments for us. One thing’s for sure: Things just got VERY awkward VERY fast!

[Reece Cam]

I think we stared at each other for about a good two minutes before Krystal walked downstairs for some unknown reason. I then get a worried face as I look at him. “I’m...I’m sorry, Jacky. I’m sorry you had to see me like this. I didn’t think you’d be here…”

“So it is him!” I hear him whisper to himself. I decide not to reply to that, and just wait for him to say something else. “No, it’s okay. It’s actually kinda my fault. I should have called and asked you if you got invited, so that if you did, and I told you that I did, you’d be able to prepare to tell me. And I don’t mind seeing you like this. As long as I know it’s you.” He told me. I smiled a bit. “Thanks…”

He shrugged. “Hey, what are friends for?” I could have sworn I heard some of the girls there saw “Aww” as he said that, but I did see Rod roll his eyes, and go back to playing his game. What’s up with him?

Anyway, I look behind Jacky to see almost everyone else here looking at me. I shoo them away. “Alright, people. Go back to doing what you were doing. Nothing to see here!” Some of them frowned, and all of them went back to either the Xbox One, or the Wii U.

I look back at Jacky. “So…I guess this is going to be quite a long night…”

“Yep.” He says blankly at me.

“Wanna go sit down for a while, and have me explain this to you?”

“Yep.”

I lead him to a nearby table in the room, and he sits on the chair. As for me, I can either sit on the floor, and have to look up at him, or I can jump up onto the chair, and look like an idiot doing it. I choose to jump onto the chair. At least I won’t have to look up at him while I speak.
“So…I’m a girl now, In case you couldn’t tell…” I told him, blushing a bit.

“Yep, I figured that. Your voice gave it away.”

“All I really know about this is that I woke up like this. I have no idea why this happened, or how this happened, or how it’s even possible. Or, even why it’s possible.” I tell him, and he just nods his head slowly. “And before you say it, I know that stuff like this doesn’t just happen.” I tell him, knowing that he’d say “Stuff like this doesn’t just happen”.

“Say what?” He asked. Huh. I guess not.

“Oh. Well, never mind, then.”

“No, please tell me!” He whined.

I sighed, and smiled. “I thought you were going to say ‘Stuff like this doesn’t just happen’, and just in case you did, I said that I know that stuff like this doesn’t happen.”

“Well, stuff like this really doesn’t-“

“I know!” I shot back at him. I had a feeling he was going to say that. I laughed after I said that. I’m still getting used to my new voice, and I think I sound really funny when I shout like that.

I get my serious face back on. “Look, what I’m thinking about right now is just getting back over there with the others. I’m tired of just sitting here in silent awkwardness. How about it? Wanna go back over?” I ask him, and he simply nods. So, we get up out of our chairs, and as we walk back over to the others, Krystal walks back up the stairs with two glasses of fruit punch. I noticed this, and I licked my lips. I could really use a drink right about now anyway.

“Hey, Krystal. Whose are those?” I ask her.

“Oh, there you are. Here you two go!” She says giddily, as she hands the two of us our drinks of fruit punch that we never even asked for. Yeah, sometimes, she can be a real sweetheart. *cough cough* Er, I mean, sh-she can be really nice to us at times! Yeah! Th-That’s what I meant!

Jacky gladly takes his glass, and Krystal looks at me, almost forgetting what I am now. She makes her sorry face. “Oh, right! Sorry! I forgot you can’t hold it…”

“No, it’s okay. I got it.” I spread out my right wing, and she just looks at me, confused. “What? You just now noticed that I had wings?”

“Yeah. They look really cool, though. Have you learned how to fly yet?” She asks me. She’s actually the first to say that I look cool with wings. See? She can be really sweet at times.

“Uh, yeah. You think I’d be given wings, and not learn how to fly? Yes I can fly, and it’s really fun.” I quiet down after I realize that not everyone can fly. Well, practically no one can, but still.

“Oh, that’s cool! Sometimes, I wish I could fly. But I’m sure it has its downsides.” Yeah, she’s right. It does have its downsides sometimes, but I decide not to say anything, and just nod. “So…I’d like my drink now.” I say, smiling.

“Oh, right!” She says, and I start laughing. I get stopped, though. “But wait. How are you going to hold it?” She asks me, and I simply flap my right wing, which was still spread out.

“You’re going to hold it with your wing?” She asks me. I nod. “I’ve done this before at my place, so you won’t have to worry.” She holds it out for me to grab. “Careful, it’s cold.” I look her in the eyes. “I have feathers. I’m pretty sure that’ll help with the cold.” She looks at my wings, dumbfounded. “Oh, right. Sorry. I guess I’ve got some researching to do on Pegasus anatomy.”

“Yes, you do.” I say, chuckling and grabbing the cold beverage with my wing. I lift myself up on the chair with my forelegs to give me a little more height so I could place the glass on the table. I drop back down to the ground, and I look at Krystal, who was still watching me. “See? I’ve got my ways.”

“And all within 20 hours…” I heard her mutter to herself.

I walk back over to Jacky, who was sitting on the couch, watching the others own each other on Super Smash Bros. Someone brought out another TV, so they hooked the Wii U up to it, so now we’ve got the Xbox One, and the Wii U going on two separate screens. This night just got better…in a way.

I jumped up onto the couch, and sat next to him, and we just kinda sat there in silence for a while, until he brought up a subject that I immediately tried to dismiss. “So…have you heard of the book/movie called The Outsiders?” Jacky asked me.

I replied, with a hastened tone in my voice. “Yes, and I already know where you’re going with this.” The Outsiders was my favorite book. It was even made into a movie, which I enjoyed very much. The main character’s name was “Ponyboy”, and I had a feeling that Jacky wanted to call me that very much. Jacky laughed. “Sooo…can I?”

I roll my eyes, and grin. “Go for it.”

He smiles, and clears his throat. Instead of just calling me Ponyboy, he straight up does an impression of one of them. I don’t know who it was, but I’m just gonna say it might have been Soda Pop. “Ey, yo, Ponyboy! How ya doin’?”

I burst out laughing, and he does the same. I try to calm down just enough so I could get something through my laughing. “I can’t believe you just did that!”

“It was bad wasn’t it?” He said, still smiling from his silly moment.

I nodded. “Yeah, pretty bad, but in a good way.”

A few minutes pass, and I’ve calmed down now. I get to thinking, and I frown at the thought. Jacky looks over at me. “Hey, is there something wrong?” He asked me.

I look back up at him. “Yeah. I just realized that I can’t play games anymore.”

He has a confused look on his face. “You mean video games, right?”

I nod. He slowly shakes his head. “Damn, that must suck. I mean, I certainly wouldn’t be able to handle playing no games. I can’t even imagine how you’ll fare.”

I look back down, and sulk slightly. “Yeah, but I’m sure I’ll be able to cope. I’m sure there’s some way.” I look back up at him. “I mean, if I can hold a cup with my wings, who’s to say that I can’t hold a game controller with my wings?” I ask him. He just looks at me with a confused look again. “Wait, you can hold things with your wings?!” He asks, sounding slightly shocked.

“Well, yeah, but only cups so far. You’d think that I’d be given new things, such as these wings, and not experiment with them?” I ask him.

After a while, I hear him snickering. “What’s so funny?” I ask him, sounding curious, and frustrated at the same time. “Just what, exactly, do you mean by ‘experiment’?” He says, laughing a little. I thought about what he said for a while, and I get a cold feeling in my body as I find out what he meant. I push him, but, to no avail, he didn’t budge. “Jacky! You have a sick mind!”

“Hey, if you get what I mean, then so do you.”

“Oh, shut up!”

He laughs a bit again, and I break out a small grin. We sit there in silence a bit longer, and I decide to get up, and get a closer look at the game being played on the Xbox One. I sit between two people: a guy, and a girl. The guy looks back at me, but then looks back at the screen, rolling his eyes. The girl, however, looks at me for a moment also, but she turns to the people not playing the Xbox. “Does anyone want to take my place?”

One of the people playing the Wii U speaks up. “Oh, I will! Jacky, can you take my place?” He asks him. “Sure!” Jacky replies.
Jacky goes up to that guy’s spot, and takes the controller for him, and the other guy (sorry, I don’t know his name) walks up to the girl who had asked him to take her place. He, of course, takes her place by taking the controller from her, and sitting in her spot. The girl gets up, and signals me over to where she was going. She sits in the same spot that Jacky was sitting in, and I sit next to her, right back where I was a minute ago.

She looks at me for a while, and I look at her, feeling really awkward. Then, she finally says something. “So…you’re a…”

“Yep.” I reply back. She asks another question. “And you can…”

“Yep.” I reply back again. She asks me, yet another question. “Then, you must be…”

“No, I am not from the show...” I tell her. “My name is Reece.”

She whines a bit. “Aww, it would have been cooler if you were from the show.”

“Yeah, well I’m not.” I say. “Yeah, I know. You already said that.” She says, giggling a bit. She seems nice.

“You can call me Ashley.”

“Ashley…that’s a nice name.” I compliment her.

“Thank you! And might I say your name is also nice.” She compliments me back. “Thanks.”

“So…heh, I’ll bet you’ve already gotten this from everyone else, but you just look too cute for me not to say it!”

“Yep. You’re right, I have heard that, and way too many times today, too.” I say, chuckling.

“Well, it’s true! I mean, have you seen yourself in the mirror at all?”

“Yes, I have, and I’ll admit it, I guess I do look kinda cute…” I say, blushing.

“Kinda cute??”

“Okay…really cute…”

“Really cute??” She’s pushing me…

“Oh, come on! What do you want from me?!” I say, and we both start laughing. “Look, I’m not one of those people who judge themselves on their looks. I mean, sure it’s okay for me to think that I’m kinda cute, but saying stuff like ‘OMG, I look FABULOUS’ just isn’t me.” After I did that impression, Ashley bursts out laughing, and I let out a chuckle.

After we settle down, Ashley gets her serious face back on. “Um…I hope you don’t mind if we move on to more serious, and personal matters now?” She asks me. “Oh, sure. Like, what do you mean by ‘personal’?” I’m a bit curious as to what she meant.

“Oh, I mean I’d like to know about your life.” She replies.

“Oh. Okay, then. But, fair warning, things might get awkward in here.”

“I’m ready.”

“Alright then. Ask away!”

Thus, “The Awkward Question Show” begins.

Until Chapter 9…

Chapter 9: Emergency!

Author's Note

Once again, I apologize for this extremely long hiatus, but this story is back for just a few more chapters before it officially takes its leave.

Without any further ado, enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 9: Emergency!

Saturday
8:40 PM

Ten minutes later, and Ashley finally runs out of questions. A few seconds after her final question, she hugs me, but not because I’m cute. It’s because she felt sorry for me. Then, from out of nowhere, Jacky appears, and joins the hug.

“Um…Jacky?”

“Yeah?”

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“What? Now I can’t hug my best friend?”

“Well, it was already awkward enough without you hugging me, so…”

After that, he stops hugging, along with Ashley. I guess he ruined the mood for her, too. Then, they just go back to the games, and I just sit there on the couch, watching.

Then, I got an unsettling feeling coming from my bladder. A dreadful thought came to my mind as I find out what has to be done. However, I won’t tell you what it is, as I’m sure you’ve already figured it out anyway, aside from me not wanting to explain it.

I make my way towards the restroom, and I see Rod shoot a look at me like daggers. I continued on my way to the restroom. Now, I faced an even bigger problem. How in the wide world of heck am I supposed to use the toilet like this?! I mean, it was already hard enough getting used to this new body alone, but now I gotta figure out how to use the toilet, if it’s even possible. Because first off, I’ve never been a girl before, so I wouldn’t know what it’s like to use this new “wazoo.” Second off, I’ve never been a pony before, so I wouldn’t even know how they do it. So let’s do the math here: new body plus gender swap equals a hell of a time for me.

Right as I closed the door, Rod barged in, looking quite pissed. “What do you think you’re doing?” He asked me, crossing his arms. “Well, I was about to use the restroom before you so rudely entered.” I replied back, sitting down to make it easier to look at him. “Not in my restroom, you don’t!” He said, getting behind me, and pushing me out. I tried to push back, but these darned hooves don’t have any traction on this tile floor.

Once I was completely out, he closed the door up to the point where I can’t get in, keeping it open a smidge so he can say something. “I don’t care how human you think you are. If you need to go, go outside and do it, like the animal you are.” He said, closing the door and locking it behind him. Wow, that one really got me in the feels. Now, I’ve been called a horse, a thing, and many others before, but never an animal, and in such a serious manner, too. I felt like crying, but in front of everyone? Like hell I was gonna cry.

No, I just kept it all together so I could actually think of a way to tell Krystal without it sounding…weird, or awkward. With timing on my side this time (well, slightly on my side), I saw Krystal coming back upstairs from doing whatever it is that she was doing down there. I gathered the guts to go up to her, and wing it. “Hey, um, Krystal?” I asked her, getting nervous. “Oh, hey Reece. Do you need something?” She replied back.

“Yeah, I’m in kind of a pickle here.” I said to her. I could have sworn I felt myself blushing just a bit. It suddenly got warm around me. Probably because of the nervousness, but one thing was for sure: all this fur was not helping at all.

“Oh? What’s the problem?” She asked me.

“Well…” I said, sounding really suspicious. “I haven’t really used the restroom since I turned into this, and…” I stop there because I’m sure she can fill in the rest. After I say that, I feel my heart sink, associated with the chilling feeling you get when that happens.

“Oh…oh! If you have to use the restroom, it’s right over there.” She said, pointing to the occupied restroom that Rod had taken. “Although, I don’t quite see how you’re gonna use the toilet.”

“That’s what I was thinking, but that’s not what I mean.” I told her, chuckling because she wondered the same thing I was wondering. “Okay, one, that restroom is taken by Rod. Two, he told me…” I stopped, signaled Krystal down to my level, and whispered what Rod had told me in her ear to make sure nobody else was eavesdropping. “Oh, he did, did he? Well, I’ll make sure to have a little talk with him.” She said, putting her fist in her hand in a fight-like manner. “Yeah, but in the meantime, what am I supposed to do about my situation?” I asked her, hinting at the you-know-what.

“Well, seeing that that’s the only restroom we have, as bizarre as it sounds, we could, oh I don’t know…” She said, sounding a bit suspicious. “…maybe take Rod’s advice and take you outside to do your business?”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. My own friend is even considering treating me like an animal! First my mom, and now her?! I can’t believe this! But, if it’s the only way, then I suppose it couldn’t hurt…or could it?

I sighed, and answered her question. “Fine. If it means I get to do my business, then I guess it has to be done.” I said, defeated. I can’t believe I’m actually stooping so low as to use the outdoors as my toilet. At least this is only a one-time thing.

After a short while, Krystal took me outside to her backyard for me to do my business. Luckily, it was only number 1. Nothing too messy.

…or so I thought…

I really don’t want to go into detail about all this anymore, so let’s just say for now that it was unpleasant...

Until Chapter 10...

Chapter 10: Back to normal...?

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Halloween 2016

[9 years later…]
October 31
2 AM

Whoa, hey there! It’s been a while! How have you all been? Me? Well, if I can recall correctly, it’s been about 9 years since…the “incident” I am sure you are all aware of. I’m about 22 years of age now, and that happened when I was 13, so I’ve got about 1 good year left of this gift/curse.

Speaking of which, don’t get mad at me, but I’m not a brony anymore. I don’t mean that I don’t watch it anymore. In fact, that series ended quite some time ago, so really there are only the preexisting episodes. Sometimes I’ll watch them, but for the memories. I’ll talk about it sometimes, but I try to keep that a secret. Basically, I don’t like the franchise as much as I used to, and I’m at the point where I feel like I shouldn’t be called a brony because I don’t like it as much, but if any of you disagree, that’s your own opinion. Do what you wish with it. Just don’t hate me for it or anything.

However, I still like to use this ability to my advantage. I mean, sure, after this next year, I’ll miss being able to fly and such, but it’s a bit relieving in a way…and kind of saddening, but still. Right now, I’ve got the pony ears on my head, the wings on my back (which are a bit bigger now than they were when I was a pony to fit my bigger size), and maybe or maybe not some fur on my body as well. What can I say, those are really the only pros of it!

Aside from being cute, but I’m too old to look cute anymore, hah!

Currently, I’m working the night shift at my job, and you’ll never guess where it is! That is, unless I tell you, which I totally am, so you’re actually not going to get a chance to guess. Not unless you stop reading, which I don’t want you to do!

4th wall break, anyone?

So, I’m working my night shift job at…pause for effect…Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza! I know, it was just a game before, but now it’s an actual place, with the actual animatronics, and everything! I swear, these memories are swirling around me like crazy. It’s about 2 AM here, and still nothing has happened. I’m just laying back, playing on my 3DS. Yes, I still have it after all this time. From time to time, I’ll stop to check up on the robots, and see if they moved. If not, I get back to my game for about the next 10 minutes.

If anything, I don’t see why they would even move at all. I mean, those were just rumors spread by the game itself. I don’t think it will actually happen…right?

Pssh, of course it won’t happen. That’s just pop culture fiction. I mean, this is 9 years into the future. You think we wouldn’t have the technology to be able to control the animatronics?

I wish I hadn’t spoken too soon…

Okay, either I’m hearing things, or I heard something else in the building move. Nah, I must be hearing things, but just to be on the safe side…
I check the Stage camera feed, and to my surprise, Bonnie wasn’t on the stage anymore. Putting down my 3DS, I switch to the Dining Hall camera feed, then back to the Stage camera feed to make sure it wasn’t a glitch or anything. Sure enough, Bonnie still wasn’t there. Now, I’m not one to overreact, or curse or anything like that, but…

Shit just got real.

With a little bit of adrenaline starting to kick in, I frantically switch from camera to camera in search of the lost bunny, roaming rabbit, etc., my doors open beside me. He wasn’t in any of the main cameras. Not in the Dining Hall, East and West halls and corners, nor in the restrooms. I don’t see why he’d be in the restrooms, anyway. The only one I hadn’t checked was the camera for the backstage room, and the reason for that was because I had been told to try to not load up the camera feed for that room. I don’t understand why that was the case, but I abided by them nonetheless.

But this time, I’ll make an exception.

I tap on the corresponding camera button that takes me to the backstage room camera feed, and once it loads up, I see Bonnie just standing there by the door, seeming to be looking at the camera. With a chill going down my spine at the sight of it, a light goes off in my head.
I figured that Bonnie must have been distracting me so that the others on the stage could disappear…if that would even happen. “Nice try, Bunnelby, but you’re gonna have to be wittier than that.” I said while looking at him on the camera, laughing a bit at my reference to an old Pokemon (this is later in the future, so of course there’d be many more by now).

When I switched back to the Stage camera feed, my eyes widened as I gazed upon the two animatronics, Freddy and Chica, still on the stage. I had been tricked! Despite my best efforts, I was still tricked. I switch back to the backstage camera, and there he was. Bonnie, with his eyes gone, and in their place two small balls of light, was staring right at me, up close and personal in the camera. I felt like he was staring through my soul, determined to kill me. It was a very unsettling feeling.

Disturbed by the image before me, I switch back to the stage camera, and my eyes widen again as I notice that Chica was now gone. Aside from that, I also noticed that Freddy, who was still on the stage, was also staring at me through the camera. It was really creepy. Not just that, though. Of course, all of this was creepy! I switch back to the backstage camera once again, and Bonnie wasn’t there. I had been tricked! Again!

Well guess what? Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on…wait…no, let’s change that! Fool me once shame on me. Fool me twice, shame on you! Fool me more than that…well, it’s still shame on you!

Then, I remembered something else, and I think my heart skipped a beat. There were 4 animatronics, but I only remember seeing 3. There was Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, and…Foxy!

In a panic, I switch over to the Pirate’s Cove camera feed, and to my demise, the curtain was wide open. The sign in front of it, instead of saying the usual “Sorry, out of order,” had now said “IT’S ME.”

I searched all the cameras frantically, trying to find that frisky fox. When I came across the West Hall camera, there he was for a brief second. All I saw was him running down the hall. At that exact moment, I heard the running. It grew louder and louder, almost as if…he were heading right for me. I immediately got up, and closed the left door.

A second later I heard a loud bang on the door, followed by a thud. That must have been the sound of Foxy hitting the door right as it closed, then falling to the floor. A giggle escaped my lips as I tried to be serious about things. I decided to keep the left door shut for a little while longer. Then, to make sure there wasn’t anything there, I check the right door by turning on the light. Sure enough, Chica was there, just standing there, and…smiling. Quite creepily, too. I close the right door as well. So now, I’ve got both doors closed, and that itself is just eating away at my power. This is going to be a long night…

5 AM

So, here I am, scared out of my pants (not literally, of course), with both Bonnie and Freddy at my doors. With every second that passed by, I wished with everything that I’ve got for the two to go away this instant. 22 is too early of an age to be killed by robots, let alone be killed at all! I’m not ready to die!

Then, I nearly had a heart attack when everything in the building turned off, leaving the room dark. I was just left there to sit in my chair with my tablet in hand in the dark. My heart was beating out of my chest. I heard some footsteps at my sides. They were really close from the sounds of it. Then, a sense of dread filled my body as I heard the sound of the Toreador March being played. But it wasn’t the one played in “Carmen Overture”, no. It sounded like a music box.

Along with the music, however, I also see some light to my left. I look over to my left, and I felt that sense of dread grow exponentially as I see Freddy standing outside my door with his eyes lighting up, showing his face as he smiles at me. Then, with a few flickers, the music stops, the lights go out, and everything everywhere goes completely dark. At this point, I’m sitting on the ground in a corner, trying to guard as much of myself with my chair. Sadly, it was a fruitless effort, as the chair was yanked away from me in the blink of an eye by none other than Freddy himself. As Freddy screamed in my face, I did the same, except my scream was out of fear. This is it…I’m gonna die…

Then, I felt that dread disappear as I heard the glorious call of the grandfather clock play. It was actually an alarm on my phone that went off that was set for 6 AM, which is now.

At that time, I suddenly heard laughter coming from in front of me. I open my eyes to see Freddy (which was an absolutely terrifying thing to look at up close and personal), and instead of screaming, I heard laughing. I was puzzled.

Then, Freddy took off his head, and…wait, he took off his head? Hang on now, he takes off his head, and instead of seeing an endoskeleton head, I see…no way…

“Jack?!?!” I shout in utter shock.

Yep, it was none other than Jacky, the same guy I’ve been friends with since the 4th grade. We call him Jack now, though. He grew old of “Jacky” a few years back. Anyways, Jack was laughing hysterically. “You should have seen the look on your face!” He managed to get through his laughing.

“Wait, what-what’s going on??” I stutter in confusion. “It’s just a prank, bro!” He said, laughing even more at his joke. Right now, I’m just sitting there, dumbfounded. “What?!” I repeat myself. At that time, the lights turned back on, and both Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy had walked in, seeming to be laughing as well. When they took their heads off, it was revealed that Krystal (as Chica), Rodrick (as Foxy), and Malachi (someone I met later on in life, as Bonnie) were all in on it, as well.

“You were all in on it?!” I asked them, my heart still racing. “Maybe now, you’ll stop complaining about wanting to go to their Fright Attraction.” Said Krystal, taking off the Chica costume. “Y-You tricked me! Again!” I exclaimed. It’s still shame on you, guys. It’s all the shame on you.

“Yeah, maybe, but it was SOOO worth it!” Malachi said, also taking off the Bonnie suit. “So, you mean to tell me that this job was a lie?” I asked, feeling sold down the river. “Yep! It was all an act. The 4 of us dedicated our week nights to this, and it was worth it.” Jack replied. “So that’s why I saw so little of you this week. Because you were trying to get some sleep.” I said, putting together the puzzle pieces as they came to me.

“To be honest, I was kinda surprised when you took up the job offer that I gave you. I’ve never met someone so willing for a job like this.” Jack told me. “So, I fell for it, I guess.” I said, letting loose a depressed “heh.”

“Yep!” Krystal joyfully squeaked. “But don’t worry, bro. You’ll still get paid for this, for my name isn’t Rodrick Conner.” Rodrick said, putting the Foxy suit on the floor. Yes, Krystal and Rod’s last name is Conner.

“Sweet! I’m getting paid for practically doing nothing this week. Now I remember why I took up this job.” I said, laughing. “Boy, do I feel like an idiot now?” I say, laughing slightly harder. The others joined in on me. I got some pats on the back from the guys, and was pet on the head by Krystal. To be honest, I haven’t felt that in 7 years, so it felt good to feel that sensation again.

Once everyone had calmed down and undressed (mainly the others for the undressing part), we all went outside for a breather. I saw as the “Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza” sign was taken down by their partners in crime to reveal the true nature of the building. Turns out it was just some old, run down Chuck E. Cheese’s building. I decided not to ask them about that, since I figured Rod had the money to practically rent the place.

With my wallet now being $150 richer, I was a happy guy. I didn’t die, and I was paid for practically not doing anything. Now that’s what I call a job well done.

Just so long as a video doesn’t get posted on YouTube…

Back in the building…

Among the other endoskeletonless animatronic suits and heads, one head stands out from the others. It waits there, seeming to be plotting something devilish. As it devises its plan, two lights flicker in its eyes, and an evil, distorted laugh can be heard within the building…

The end?

Author's Note

Happy Halloween!!! :moustache:

Important Message

Dear valued readers,

I sincerely apologize for the lack of uploads for the past few months. I had a lot of catching up to do in school, and because of this, I couldn’t really focus on the story all that well because of the damned school work taking up all of my time, and energy to get done. I just wish I could have done the same with the story. *cri cri*
But now that school has ended for the summer, I can focus more on the next chapter. So far, let’s just say that there’s a little bit more conflict than usual in Chapter 9.
Again, I apologize for this incredibly long, unscheduled hiatus on the story. I hope for everybody’s forgiveness, and you should expect a new chapter within the month or so. If not…well, I don’t know. All I can do is hope I can get it done by the end of July. Nonetheless, I’m working on it, and I will get it done, for my name isn’t Dyno8man!!!
Sincerely,

Dyno

P.S. I’m setting up a voice acting project for this story on a site called “Behind the Voice Actors”. It should also be up by the end of July. The deadline for it will be set for the end of September, as I trust some of you will try out for a few of them. If you could, upon submitting your auditions, please put your FIMFiction username in the comment section of either the project itself, or your auditions. Thanks again.