I'm Fluffy (Old)

I looked at the pond that was next to me when I awoke. My reflection is looking right back at me. 'Oh, you've got to be kidding me.' I thought as I continued looking at my reflection. The creature that stared at me was a fox like creature, a zorua to be more specific. And a shiny zorua too. How.... coincidental. Well looking at my reflection will get me no where, so I looked around.

This is nothing like New York city. There is nothing but shadowy, spooky, evil vegetation for miles around. At least, I assume it's for miles. I appear to be in the belly of the beast, not literally. Considering that there would be flesh, stomach acid, decomposing corpses, and intense claustrophobia.

I decided to not dwell on that and tried to figure out how to walk in this body. Walking on 4 legs is unnatural for a human, or should I say.... former human. But I eventually got the hang of it.

Unfortunately, I also figured out that my legs end in stubs. This is depressing. I have fur too. But the fur is not that thick, seems to just be for show. "Winter is going to be a terrible time if this fur is the best that I could be equipped with!" I said with minor annoyance

"Okay, I checked off walking and where I am off the list. What's next?" I thought about this for a while. "Wait! I'm a pokemon, I should be able to do attacks right?" I said to no one in particular. But then I thought about it. How will I do attacks? I have literally nothing, but the knowledge that I may have that ability, to go off of. But I was going to try.

After a couple of hours of effort, I managed to do 2 things. 1 was producing a small purple fire within the air. It looks like the dark matter camo from call of duty black ops 3. 'That is nothing a zorua can do, but it's still cool.' I can do pyrokinesis. The second skill I acquired was shape shifting, I transformed into a nearby stump, then reverted back after a few seconds. These skills will be useful if I am ever in any danger in the future.

I tried to look at the sun. Oh right, thick canopy, but there was just enough sunlight passing through the leaves for sight.

It was then that I saw some Blue Jays looking at me warily. Once they they knew that I noticed them, they flew off, a few feathers drifting towards the ground in front of me. 'Cowards.' I don't blame them, that's probably what I would do if I saw something strange that was about the same size as me. I should follow them. Besides, there is nothing around here but a stump, a measly pond that is more like a puddle than anything, and 2 bushes with berries that give me anxiety, probably poisonous.

With my growing headache being ignored to the best of my ability, I warily walked into the vegetation beyond me, in pursuit of the tiny birds.

"Fuck!" I yelled to the heavens. I stubbed my paw/stub on a tiny rock. 'This rock is going to die!' I then incinerated the unruly pebble.

Time to start walking!

(Later)

After at least a couple of minutes of straight running to catch up, I saw where the birds retreated to. A cottage, of sorts. Pretty primitive home compared to a New York city apartment. But it seems cozy. I tried to catch my breath with the running I did. 'Those birds sure went far!' I continued to scan the area, and found where the birds are.

They landed on the back of.... 'I fucking hate my life.' .... a yellow equine creature, with a pink mane and tail. Where is the bleach, I need to die!

This horse creature appeared to be talking to the avians. Then the tiny winged monstrosities, looked towards me. 'I fucking hate you, birds!' The horse walked towards me. The world seemed to slow to painful speeds. The only way to avoid confrontation is to scram.

As I prepared to book it, the apparent pegasus picked me up. 'Shit!' I want to go back to the creepy forest!

"What are you, little fox?" That voice is definitely female. After a minute of thinking, she spoke again. "Maybe Twilight knows what you are if I don't" She said to, likely just herself. "She already needs me for something so I'll have to go anyway."

This is likely time for an adventure that I do not want to be a part of.

"I'm Fluttershy, and um, I'm going to take you to Twilight's if that's okay with you." I answered by staring at her. Well, I can't escape without burning her, but that's a little too far. I could shape shift too, but using that to escape is no guarantee. Might as well sit back and relax.

I continued on thinking of ways to escape Fluttershy's grasp and find a source of food and water that will last me a while. 'Unfortunately, I haven't been to any places that hold any value other than the cottages.' Fluttershy was flying down a dirt road so a town must be nearby, or at least a small settlement.

After a while of her flying we reached a town, and the first thing I noticed was the giant fucking crystal tree that contrasts too much with the town! "Holy fuck! Is that where we are going!?" I yelled out in complete shock, at that tree!

"Such language!" Fluttershy replied, with a stern voice. Oh no, you don't get the last say in this.

"You're not my mom!" Such a weak comeback, but this isn't the kind of thing I usually deal with.

I ignored everything else that came out of her mouth.

Once we entered the crystal/plastic tree, I was, once again, amazed to see that this tree was a castle of sorts. Or the owner just really loves to live the life of luxury. If this 'Twilight' wants to live an actual life of luxury, she should just move to that mountain city I saw on the way here. But she probably knows how much of a hazard that might be, Rock slides and avalanches. I then began to question her intelligence.

I kept thinking to myself as Fluttershy began to traverse the halls of the tree, like she's been here enough times to memorize the confusing layout. 'That is definitely possible.'

I was broken from my thoughts when I heard Fluttershy swing open a door. It was then that I made a few more discoveries. The first one is that I some how ended up on Fluttershy's back without noticing. The second was that this was a sort of meeting room. There is a table with shiny crystal thrones surrounding it. All the thrones, except 1, had symbols of sorts. The roots of a tree hung from the ceiling. The third and last discovery was that there are more ponies here. They were ranging in a variety of different colors. One was blue with a rainbow mane and tail, another one was just different colors of pink. A third one was white with purple mane and tail. There was one that looked like a farmer too, orange fur and blond mane and tail. Or is it off white? But does the specific color even matter to me? Won't help much to dwell on the subject of their colors.

I sat down and then scratched my right ear with my right hind paw. Even though they're stubs, I will still call them paws.

All the ponies currently in the room noticed me.

God help me.