My Life as a Little Pony

Sunday morning, 10:16 A.M.

"Okay, so I'm Lyra now, no big deal," I told myself, trying to calm my ever-growing anxiety. "So what if I'm a candy colored horse, everyone wakes up like one at some point, right?" Taking a deep breath, I lowered myself back to the bathroom floor before noticing my pajamas still hanging around my legs. "I should probably take them off," I said to myself. I attempted to buck off the cloyhing, but stopped after almost breaking the shower door. I took a look at the glass door, letting out a sigh of relief once I found no signs of damage.

While I looked, I remembered that I had a unicorn horn, which let me use magic. I decided to levitate the clothes off my body. Unfortunately, the show never really went into specifics on using magic, so I had to improvise. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, concentrating on my pajamas. The pants and underwear  started to get wrapped in an aura of golden yellow. Next, I imagined them off my body, hoping that they would slide off. Instead of falling to the floor, however, they disappeared. I opened my eyes and looked around for my clothes, but found nothing. "Good thing I don't need them," I chuckled uneasily as I left to bathroom, but not before making a mental note to practice magic.

I trotted downstairs to the living room, thankful that my mother wasn't returning for a few days. She was always on her business trips anymore, and this was no exception. That pretty much gave me freedom and allowed me to show my broniness to just about every appliance in the house and no more. Flicking on the television, which proved to be a hassle due to my lack of fingers, I threw on the news and flopped on the couch. Strangely, I could sit just like a normal person despite my new anatomy. Maybe it's because of how Lyra sits, but I don't know. With all that had been going on in the world, I hoped that there would be something to delay my mother's return. Unfortunately, nothing. With that disappointment set, I decided to do some studying and threw on some My Little Pony.

Around an hour later, I was alerted to a familiar sound: my stomach grumbling. It slipped my mind that I hadn't had anything to eat since I woke up and realized my change. I trotted into the kitchen and opened the fridge with my magic. Fumbling with the remote and practicing gave me a bit more confidence in my magic abilities, so I didn't make anything disappear yet. Upon opening the fridge, I immediately spotted a plate of roast chicken on the top shelf. Before I could grab it, I remembered the simple fact that horses don't eat meat. That included chicken. Closing the door, I laid against it and groaned.

My stomach growled louder, clearly wanting some food. I sighed, trying to think. "Come on Lyra, err, Tyler, think!" I yelled at myself. I looked around the kitchen, soon spotting some daisies in a vase. "Cliché, but anything works right now," I said to myself as I levitate the daisies to me.

Getting up, I opened the refrigerator door again, this time grabbing something. In this case, a loaf of bread for a pony food. Taking two slices out of the bag, I laid them on the table and placed the flowers on one of them. With the other slice, I placed it on top of the flowers to finish making a simple daisy sandwich. Yeah, it didn't look appetizing, but ponies like it. Besides, I don't really have anything else to eat.

Levitating it with my magic, I took a bite of the sandwich. Despite the appearance, the flavor was actually enjoyable. Though I imagine it was due to my anatomy. In a few moments, the food was gone, leaving my stomach content.

Once I got back up to head to my room, I turned on my computer with my horn to find a way to return back to normal after all my horsing around. Once it booted up, I had a Skype call from Seth again. Because of the obvious, I didn't want to talk to anyone even if they were my best friend. I didn't really want to run the risk of getting transported to the U.S. government and get an autopsy. Me being the person I am, I moved my mouse over to try to click the reject call button. However, I lost concentration and slid to the accept button and left clicked. I didn't have time to move as the face cam popped up, showing my pony face to my friend.

"Hey, you up?" Seth asked before he noticed that I was a pony. He sat there in silence before speaking up. "Lyra, is that you?" He finally asked.

"Seth, it's Tyler, I got transformed into Lyra," I answered before covering my mouth. "Please don't send me to get experimented on."

"Lips are sealed," Seth replied, making a similar motion. "Besides, it's pretty cool that you got transformed into a pony. How did you do that?" I glared at him, which seemed to answer his question. "Forget I asked that, but let me ask this: How are you gonna go to school as a pony?" He asked.

I completely forgot about school, which started tomorrow. I couldn't really walk there since not everyone will accept a talking pony going to school. But I couldn't hide either, since the school would get suspicious if I took a permanent break. There had to be something I could do. I looked around for an answer before spotting my grey hoodie on a coat hook. "Got it, I'm gonna act human by doing my normal things!" I declared. Seth looked at me in confusion. "I'm gonna wear clothes and do human things like walk and stuff."

The private school we went to had no dress code, which meant I could wear anything as long as it wasn't inappropriate. That was the easy part. The hard part was trying to be normal, which meant re-learning how to walk on two legs and figuring out how to do things without hands. But, I was going to need help.

"Seth, I need your help," I said. "I need you to come over and help me be human. At least until I could find a way to return me to normal. We don't have time to lose. Only nineteen hours until school, and eight of those are for sleep. So, we only have eleven hours left to practice. I need you to get over here now!"

Seth nodded and ended the call. Once he did, I sighed and laid my head on the desk. "I'm doomed." I said to myself.

Oh how accurate I was.