Kindest of the Bunch

by Dyno8man

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Human, Anthro, Main 6, Comedy, Equestria Girls
Length: 5197

I didn't know that hating something could change how you think about things.

I hate My Little Pony, but I never knew that hating something like this could be so life changing. Literally. My friends and I have to find a way to fix this, and fast! I don't wanna be like this any longer.

Published 2016-02-25 03:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2017-02-10 07:41:17 UTC

Too embarrassing...

Author's Note

This story is mainly TG around the beginning, but changes throughout the story. I hope you like it.

Too embarrassing...

Never in my wildest dreams have I ever thought I’d have to deal with something I hate in such a way that I’d have to live as one! That’s quite ironic if you ask me. Heh, being something that you despise greatly. Yeah. But, I also didn’t think it could be so life changing for not just me, but for my whole family.

I know what you’re all thinking. What could it be that I could possibly hate? Simply put: I hate My Little Pony.

No, I am not crazy for saying that, I just think it’s not a good show. I mean, it’s a show made for little girls, and somehow, grown guys enjoy it? Also, I’m not into all that girly mushy junk. I mean, I did see 1 episode. The first episode. But only because I lost a bet, and the loser had to watch My Little Pony with my 3 sisters who, by the way, just LOVE the show. And guess who made that bet? You guessed it, my sisters! It was a really unfair bet, considering they would win either way, and I was really feeling confident in myself. My family consists of two parents, two sisters, and me, the brother. I have another brother, but from another mother. Literally.

I did not enjoy the show. ...well, mmaybe I did juust a little…..OKAY FINE! Yes, I liked it, but only so much that I wasn’t content in watching the whole series. Heck, even my mom likes it.

My dad is on the same page that I’m on. He doesn’t want anything to do with ponies. Welp, sorry to let you down, Dad, but that’s not gonna happen, unfortunately…

I wasn’t the kind of person that would go up to some random person and just start talking to them, hoping to make a friend. No, instead I was the complete opposite. I was very timid, and had a bad case of stage fright. I didn’t like attention being put on me. Although, if someone complimented me, or on something I was wearing, I would just nod, and smile.

But on the other hand, I was also very kind and thoughtful. I would hold doors open for people, and pick up their stuff if they accidentally dropped it. Surprisingly, that’s exactly what I did with some of these other people my age, and now, suddenly, I have 5 really great friends. But, they have their quirks. Go figure, they also like My Little Pony!

Every day, we would always sit together at a round table during lunch, and they would always talk about how we represent the Mane 6. There was Mike, the Brainiac, or the egghead, which is what Emerald would call him. Emerald was the athletic type. She was always daring, and full of vigor. She also knew quite a few pranks. I’ve always kinda had a crush on her.

There was Isabella, or just Izzy is what we call her. We call her that because she matches a few personality traits of that one crazy character from Total Drama Island, Izzy. She was crazy, fun, energetic, like VERY energetic, and makes everyone laugh. She even likes to throw parties whenever it seemed appropriate. Go figure.

Then, there was the fashionista of the group, Zelda. I’ve always kinda liked the name Zelda. It’s unique. You don’t see very many Zelda’s out there, you know. She also has quite a few of her own friends as well. Heck, some are even her “clients” because, despite all of us only being in the 10th grade, she can make dresses, suits, and others of the sort, and the good quality kind, too. They look good, they feel good, and they fit like a charm. And, she also sells these outfits, and makes quite a lot off of them.

There is also Jake. He’s from the country side of the state. He has the accent, and has a farm. Isn’t that a shocker! And, he grows a bunch of crops, and different foods, not just corn, and wheat and other stereotypical stuff about farmers. He also has acres of private property, full of different trees growing different fruits, such as apples, and the scenery is just breath-taking. Or so that’s what I’ve heard. I’ve never really been there myself. He’s also very honest to us, and helps us out a lot. Not once have I ever seen, or heard him lie. He’s also quite strong, too.

And then, there was me, Dallas. I was the shy, and thoughtful one of the group. I always had a knack for earning the trust of animals. We have like 3 cats, and they will always crowd around me, knowing I’d give them what they want, and because they love me, and missed me. Whenever I get home, they wouldn’t shut up. It’s actually kinda funny. I also have a gift for understanding various kinds, and species of animals, amphibians, and reptiles alike. With us six, everything was good and dandy.

Until something happened that I would never expect to happen.

Like every morning, I woke up, and did the daily morning routine, as usual. Dressing, breakfast, gathering supplies for the day, and catching the bus on time. When I got inside the school, normal things happen, like every day. Or so what seemed like that.

I heard some people gossip about other people, like usual, only I could make out a few things of what they could have been saying. Underneath their whispers, I could hear stuff like “Zelda this…” and “Mike that…” Why would they gossip about my friends like that? I just shook it off, and carried on with my day. It’s too bad I don’t have any of them in my classes before lunch. That way I could see what’s up. The day passed as usual with Algebra 1st period, Biology 2nd, and then lunch.

I make my way into the cafeteria, but only to find that a huge crowd had appeared over by where my friends and I usually sit. I try to squeak my way through the tight spaces by trying to get them to move by asking them, but only few listened. Once I did make my way through, I sit down with my friends, and when I turn around, my eyes grow wide, and my mouth hangs open slightly.

My friends, Mike, Emerald, Jake, Izzy, and Zelda were all wearing their corresponding My Little Pony: Equestria Girls outfits! I nearly fainted at the sight of it, what with me disliking the show. I’m guessing Zelda made these for them.

They were all talking to each other, like normal, and then they see me. They greet me, then suddenly huddle up in some sort of group pep talk circle. They go at it for a while, until they all sit back down and face me. Emerald then gets up and announces to everyone “Alright, everyone! Nothing to see here! Just go back to your normal lives!”

They do, then Emerald sits back down, and faces me too. I just stare back at them, feeling quite awkward, as if I had just told a bad joke.

“What?” I reply back to their silence.

“I’m guessing you were not expecting this at all from us.” Mike says, all dressed up like Twilight Sparkle from the show.

I reply back, slightly peeved “Well, yeah! I didn’t think you’d take your obsessions this far, and actually dress up as them.”

Zelda speaks up, with an upset tone in her voice “Well, I wouldn’t think of it as an obsession, darling. Think of this more like a cosplay party-“

Izzy interrupts her “hosted by yours truly!!”

Really? They’re serious? They’re taking it so far that they’re starting to talk like them now?? Jeez, before you know it, they’ll start calling each other by their show names.

“Isn’t there somethin’ that ya wanted to tell Dallas over here, Dash?” Jake hinted at Emerald.

Called it! I freaking called it!

Emerald remembers their plan “Oh yeah, I forgot!”

She picks a duffel bag up off the floor, and sets it on the table.

“So, Flutters, why don’t you go and pop this on in one of the restrooms back there?”

Did she really just call me Flutters?! There was no way I was gonna let her get away with that!

“Please don’t call me Flutters...” I say quietly with a stern look. Damn you, timidity!

I peek into the bag, and almost all the blood in my head rushed to my face. Words could not describe how I felt when I saw the costume.

“I know you’re not looking forward to it, but you’re gonna have to. You know why?” Emerald said to me.

I saw where this was going to get me a mile away…

“I dare you to put it on!” She shot back at me.

I shook my head no in an effort to tell her “No how! No way!”

She looked back at me. “Alright then. I double dare you! If anything, I double dog dare you!!”

Are you kidding?! Now, she was just reenacting that one scene with the flag pole from A Christmas Story. Or was it A Christmas Carol? I always got the two confused. But seriously?! A double dog dare?! I’ll look like a total wimp if I decline that!

Emerald also informs me “And also, if you don’t put it on, it means you’re not really committed to being our friends.”

Damn, she got me there. I didn’t want to disappoint them, but I didn’t want to embarrass myself in the process. In the end, I had no choice.

“Okay, fine! I’ll wear the costume…”

Izzy squeals “OMG! This will be so adorable!!”

Zelda agrees “Yes, I can’t wait to see how you’ll look!”

I roll my eyes, and take the duffel bag into one of the back restrooms, and lock the door. It was one of those multi-gender restrooms, but only one person could be inside.

I open the duffel bag, and I see a note with the costume. “Take off all of your clothes, except underwear, and put them in here, then put on the suit.”

I sigh in anger, and disbelief in why they would make me do this, despite how much I hate the show.

So, I do as the note said. I strip myself of my clothing except underwear, and I put the suit on. It all took about 15 minutes of the 30 minutes we had for lunch. 10 of those minutes being used up because I had to take a huge crap during it. I had an upset stomach because of all this. Surprisingly, it fit well, despite me being 5’9”, and the others being around 5’6”.

I walk out of the restroom, hoping that nobody could see me in the halls. I got lucky. No passerby. I make my way back into the cafeteria, and as soon as I do, everyone immediately dart their eyes at me, and I nearly pass out. I got jelly legs from it; they were shaking so much! It went dead silent in there. Soon enough, my friends noticed and they all dawed at how cute I looked, as I was wearing the Fluttershy costume, with the skirt and hair and everything. I heard a few chuckles and whispers from the other tables. Emerald steps up again and says “Okay, get back to what you were doing!”

They do again. Dang, she knew how to get them to listen.

I sit back down with a smug look on my face, which is still cherry red in embarrassment.

“Aw, Flutters, you look so freaking adorable!!” Izzy shouts in awe.

I can feel my eye twitch as she calls me Flutters. “Please don’t call me Flutters! I’m not her.”

Emerald spoke up saying “Well, you might as well accept being called that now that you’re wearing it.”
Nope! Not gonna. Just not gonna happen. If they call me anything like that, I’ll just look straight ahead, minding my own business, or look around as if saying “Who’s Flutters?”

“So, I thought I’d throw a big party to celebrate us bring friends!” Izzy shouted.
I didn’t really have any other choice. And besides, I had to get away from other people to avoid being embarrassed any longer than I needed to.

We all agreed to come, though I had to ask her where she lived, because I’ve never been to her place before.

“Welp, I’m gonna go change out. I don’t wanna be in this costume for any longer than I have to.” I tell the others, as I begin to stand up, when someone grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks. It was Emerald.

“Whoa, whoa, hang on! You are staying with us. And no changing out, either. Because I double dog dare you to keep that on for the rest of the day!”

Oh come on! Really?! Another double dog dare?! The rest of the day?!

At this point, I’m practically helpless. I lower my head in defeat, nodding after.

4 hours later, we’re at Izzy’s place. I called my parents telling them I’d be spending the night, and that they’d bring me my stuff, so I gotta be prepared for that.

They called me either Flutters, or Fluttershy the entire night, which got me so pissed off.

Besides that, the party was fun. We played a bunch of games, watched a few movies, one of them being Equestria Girls, which they forced me to watch, and ate a lot of sweets. Cake especially.

My parents came over with my night stuff. You know, toothbrush, change of clothes, the usual, even though the change of clothes won’t do me any good tonight. When I answered the door, they just stared at me for a few seconds, then they start laughing hysterically. Despite how many times I told them it wasn’t funny (which it kinda was), they kept at it, eventually calming down, and handing me my things.

Eventually, it was time to go to sleep, which is what I was waiting for the entire night. We ended up going to sleep around 11:30 PM, and I was pretty tired. I normally sleep around 9:30 PM, so this was pretty late for me. Despite how desperately I wanted to go change back into my regular clothes, I was too tired to do anything else. Also, I was…I was comfy.

Not saying I was comfy in the costume!! I mean, I was comfy where I was. Laying on the floor with a sleeping bag. It’s not like I’m warming up to wearing this. Besides, everyone else were also wearing their costumes while they slept, and I was dared to keep it on ALL night, so I guess that’s what I must do, even if it means I sleep with it on.

All in all, I had a good time, apart from the dress. I just hope I’ll never have to wear it again.

An unexpected change

Hey, uh, remember when I said I hoped I would never have to wear that stupid costume ever again? Yeah, I’ve never really had a reputation for getting what I want all the time.

When I fell asleep, my mind was filled with nightmares. Just awful, terrifying nightmares. Dark and gloomy one moment, then, all of a sudden, all cute, and happy.

Wait, what?

It had turned from a downright horrifying nightmare, into a peaceful, and happy dream. I was in my room, with my window open, and the bright sunlight shining through, curtains and blinds pulled back. There were animals all over my room. Some were climbing on me, the others were just hanging out. And I was still in the costume!

What the hell?!

I ran outside, and there were animals everywhere outside, too. When they saw me, they all ran towards me, probably for a hug, but I got terrified anyway, and woke up with a jolt of fear.

I didn’t rise up from my sleeping bag or anything. I just quickly opened my eyes, and gasped silently. I was panting in fear, and when I heard my breathing, I noticed that it sounded higher than usual. But I just shrugged it off. I unzipped my sleeping bag, I was nearly completely inside of it with nothing sticking out, when I was greeted with a welcoming “Wakey wakey, sleepy head!” from Izzy.

I shrieked as I got scared by her, and I immediately covered my mouth with both hands. Did I do that? W-Was that MY voice?!
I crawl out of my sleeping bag, and quickly rush over to the nearest restroom, and I close the door. I look at myself in the mirror, and I nearly scream again, and I get a little lightheaded from my hyperventilating.

My eye color had changed to the same color as Fluttershy’s! I tried to pull the pink wig off, but all I got was a huge amount of pain where I had pulled. As I wince at the pain, I look closer at it in the mirror, and gave it a slight tug. I felt a pinch, and saw the hair stand up from my head, where it stuck. The wig is now my real hair?! What is happening?! Or rather, what has happened?!

I get a really dark thought, and I decide to see where it leads. I bring my hand down to my crotch area, and feel if there is anything…there…

Nope. Nothing! I am screwed!

I start freaking out, but not in the usual way. I mean, I START FREAKING OUT!!! I am hyperventilating like crazy. No matter how hard I try to calm down, I just can’t. I mean, who would be able to keep calm about this?! I mean, any guy would be anything but calm, considering he was just stripped of his masculinity.

I don’t know what to think anymore. I mean, I just turned into a girl! No, a girl from a little girls show!! I feel like my face is about to blow up with how red it is. I’m just about on the verge of tears. I really don’t want to go back out there and show them. …But, then again, if it happened to me, and most likely from wearing the costume, then it must have happened to the others. I’ve always been on the clever side of things.

But right now, I demand an explanation!

I hear a knock at the door. “Flutters- I mean, Dallas. Are you in there? It’s me, Twi…Mike.”

Mike?! Him too?! Well, I suspected as much. He sounds just like that one girl character with the purple hair. I can’t hold it in, and I just start breaking down in tears.

“Please open the door. I think we might be able to help.”

“Why should I?!” I manage to squeak through my tears, shocked that my voice now sounds like the shy one of the show whose name is Fluttershy.

“Look, I know it’s a lot to handle at once, but it happened to me, and Jake, too. I’m not taking it hard at all, but I don’t quite know about Jake. He…She hasn’t woken up yet.” Mike says through the door.

So it happened to Jake, too. At this point, I start crying even more. I don’t say anything back to him, who is now a her.

“How I see it, so what if we’re not guys anymore. I mean, we can make this work. Trust me, I know how. Now can you please open up? Izzy also has to use the restroom…”

“Please, just pinch it off already!” I hear Izzy say from a distance, sounding distressed.

I try to hold back a giggle from that, but it was too strong, and I end up laughing harder than I wanted. I’m sure they heard me laugh. I sigh.

“Fine, I’m coming out…but don’t laugh.”

“Why would we? We’re your friends.” Mike says.

“Are you? Would friends turn everyone into the actual characters?!” I shout back, thinking that this was their plan.

“Dallas, why would you think we did this? We’re just as surprised as you are, just I’m handling it better.”

Wait…so she means to tell me that this wasn’t planned? That this all just kinda happened with no reason?! I wish I could buy that.

“If this wasn’t intentional, then how did it happen in the first place?!” I cry back.
“We don’t know. I don’t even know how it’s possible. With me being the most knowledgeable, I’d be shocked the most. Just come on out, and we’ll sort things out.”

“Okay, I’m coming out…”

I reach for the doorknob, and I slowly open the door, until…

“OMG! Yes, thank you! I won’t be long!” Izzy runs in, looking like the pink one who likes parties, and slams the door shut, locking it, and turning on the vent. I almost didn’t hear what she said because she said it so fast.

I giggle a little bit more at her silliness. I turn to look at Mike, who seems to be staring at me. She blushes a bit. Oh god, does she really find me attractive?! I mean, with her being turned from a guy to a girl, her sexuality probably hasn’t changed yet.

“Okay… I’m out.” I say shyly, blushing also. Mike does nothing in response. I look at her awkwardly. “Um, Mike? Anybody in there??” I snap at her face, and she blinks as she comes back to reality. “Oh, sorry, I guess I just zoned out there for a moment.” “Really? Because it looked like you were staring at me in affection…” I deadpan. Mike blushes again, and replies. “Y-You look nice…”

“That sounds really weird coming from you now that you’re a girl…” She says nothing back in return, and we just kinda stand there until we hear a flush, and the sound of the air freshener being sprayed, and the vent being turned off. “Whew! You will not wanna go in there for a while!” Izzy said, holding her nose and waving her hand in front of it.

Mike, and I laugh a little, and then turn to see Jake waking up. She’d stretch, and yawn. “Mornin’, everyone...” She was still too tired to notice her new voice. She got up to use the restroom which was recently “blessed” by our party girl.

A few seconds after entering, and shutting the door, she said “Hoo-wee! It smells like our pig pen in here!” The stench must have been enough to wake her up, because she must have heard her voice, because after she said that she said, “What the?” I start counting down from 3 with my fingers, and when I reached zero, Jake screamed in terror as she realizes he is now a she. I can’t help but laugh at her reaction, and the fact that I was spot on with the timing. Before I knew it, Mike and I were laughing as Jake starts panicking inside.

With how impossible all of this is, despite the situation, I actually had fun. I didn’t think fun was possible anymore since this happened. But for now, I have to start worrying about what my parents will think. My sisters, and mom probably won’t have as big a reaction as my dad. I mean, with me being a female now, he doesn’t have a biological son to pass on his genes, and family name. I don’t want him to deal with that, and I don’t wanna have to deal with the guilt of that.

Also, I’ve heard stories of how painful giving birth can be. NOT looking forward to it, I can tell you that! I don’t even know if that’s going to be a thing to happen in the future. For all I know, we all could have turned back by then? Who knows? Whether we do or don’t get turned back, I’m kissing having kids goodbye.

[30 minutes later…]

I come out of the restroom, wearing my original clothes. You know, plain maroon T-shirt and black shorts from before I was dared to put on the cursed suit. At least I’m wearing clothes I’m comfortable in. I mean, the dress is fine, but I don’t want to walk around pretending to be somebody I’m not. I mean, technically I am Fluttershy now, but only physically! I refuse to think anything like her.
Wait a minute, rewind! Did I say “the dress is fine?” The dress was not fine! Gah, it’s gotta be messing with the way I think now. Like hell that’s gonna happen, because when I say “I refuse to think anything like her,” I mean it!

I walk into the living room, and sat on the couch, right next to Mike, who was watching TV. Well, more like scrolling through the channels. I look around, and I see Zelda, who now looks like that other girl with the purple hair, uh… Rarity, I think it was. Izzy was doing something on her phone. Jake was busy having an anxiety attack in the corner. We tried to help her, but to no avail. He always has been a bit stubborn.

However, when I count everyone, I notice that Emerald was gone. Curious as to where she could have gone, I look around the complex, and in the rooms, but she just wasn’t there. I turn back to the others. “Hey, does anybody know where Emerald went?” I asked around, still cringing at my new voice. I still can’t believe that’s mine…

“Oh, you mean ‘Rainbow?’ Yeah, I think she went outside.” Mike said, using air quotes for “Rainbow.” I think she used that jokingly, since Emerald must look like the rainbow-colored one. I step outside for a moment, but quickly retreat back inside. It was freezing outside! Why would Emerald be out there, especially in this cold?!

Figuring she must be fine, I go back to Mike and sit back down next to her, drawing my attention towards the TV, which Mike was still browsing. For a moment, I see something catch my eyes on it, but it was quickly changed by Mike. I urge her to go back to that other channel, and she does.

It was the local news channel. The headline was what caught my attention. Once I read it thoroughly, I could have sworn my heart skipped a beat. It said “Cosplayers at conventions around the globe become real.” A confusing headline around the end, I know. I ask Mike to turn up the volume, as I pay attention to what the anchorman says.

“-cosplayers from conventions around the world seemed to turn into the corresponding character they were cosplaying as. A few of these conventions consist of furry conventions, and anime conventions, but the most affected convention, from what we can tell, were ‘bronycons.’ So, don’t be alarmed if you see some uniquely-colored and fashioned people around.”

At this point, everyone is staring at the TV, clearly shocked by what he said. “We’re not the only ones…” Mike states. Izzy drops her phone, and gasps. I mean, she really gasps. It was a really exaggerated gasp, guys; I mean, come on.

“We’re not the only ones?!” Izzy blurted out suddenly. “Yeah, I just said that.” Mike replied. “Do you know what this means??” She asks, sounding excited. She doesn’t even wait for an answer, and gathers her things. “I can’t wait to see those cute puppy faces!” “Pinkie…” Both Mike and Zelda laugh. Sure I’ll admit, that was kinda silly, but of all things, I never expected her to say that.

However, a thought comes to my head that’s telling me to remember what my parents told me before they left after bringing me my stuff. I do so, and I end up with something that stands out. I remember my mom telling me, “Alright, I figured you wouldn’t want to go anyway, but we’re taking your sisters and one of their friends to that Bronycon you might have heard them talking about. You know how they love dressing up like them.” Then, I swear my heart really did skip a beat. If they went to the convention, and they were also cosplaying, then it must have also happened to them!

I quickly go up to Pink- I mean, err, Izzy (I’m not changing mentally, I already said that! It’s… just a slip of the tongue), and grab her shoulder. “Wait, you can’t go!” I talk to her. “Well, why not?” She replies.

“I mean you can’t go alone. I’m coming with you.” I tell her, letting go of her shoulder, and gathering my own things, returning back to her.” “Really?!” She shouts excitedly. I give her a nod, and I see her face really light up. “Yay! Finally, some girl time with Dallas!” She exclaims. Wow, I actually thought I’d never be called ‘Dallas’ by them again. It felt good to be called that once again. However, something struck me as offensive: the fact that she called me a girl. I am strongly opposed to being called a girl. I’m still a guy at heart, and at mind! I wish they would see that…

I just facepalm in embarrassment. I swear to god, if that was Zelda I just heard say “awe.” “Well, if you two are leaving, then I guess I must as well. It would be rude to stick around after even the party host has left.” Mike says, gathering her things. “Fine, I suppose I must as well. I was almost done with this hat, too.” Zelda complained, holding up what seemed to be an unfinished ball hat. Now that I think about it, she has had a little soft spot for those kinds of hats. “I think you have time to finish that. We still have to find Emerald.” I reassure Zelda. “Oh, thank goodness. Walking around with it unfinished like this would just simply be drab.” You know, she really doesn’t have to talk like that. She really doesn’t.

Gathering her things, Jake also decides to join us. “Ah may not be able t’stop ya’ll from leavin’, but the least ah can do is join ya’ll.” He states. “Oooh, this is going to be so much fun!” Izzy jumps joyfully. “In the meantime, I’m going to go search for Emerald.” I tell everyone, pulling out my Five Nights at Freddy’s hoodie. What can I say? I like Five Nights at Freddy’s…

“Okie dokie lokie! See you in a few!” She tells me, throwing herself onto the couch. “In the meantime, let’s watch something funny before we leave!” Izzy petitions. Everyone agrees, and huddles up next to her on the couch. I role my eyes and smile as I put on my hoodie, and head outside.

Author's Note

Happy early birthday to my first story, Dreams Really Do Come True! :pinkiehappy: