I'm Fluffy (Old)

After the party, everyone eventually went home, including me.

Twilight let me use one of the guest rooms scattered around the castle. That is going to be my room from now on.

When I first entered it, there was nothing other than the usual 'guest room' stuff. A bed, and a bedside table with a few drawers to store stuff. It was a perfect start.

This guest room was far away from everything else I know everyone uses. It makes going to the bathroom and everywhere else a little difficult because I'll have to walk for a couple of minutes, but that is just one downside. Fortunately, I have a bathroom connected to my room. Coincidence, right?

There is a MAJOR upside. Because I'm so far away, I get a lot of me time. I like being alone, the quiet helps. It calms and soothes me, in a way.

The tick tocking of the clock on the wall is the only constant noise. It doesn't bother me, I've come to get used to it.

This seems to be a good time to think. How do I have my abilities. There is nothing science related I can find from this. Twilight only studied my anatomy last night, so she doesn't know either. Well, the shape shifting is certainly physical. But other than that, everything else seems like magic. I'm still not sure if the fire is pyromancy or pyrokinesis. There is absolutely no possible reason I can think of, that explains how I can do any of this. The only one I can think of is 'Magic happened. That's it.' but it seems cheap. This magic thing, it seems like it's an easy answer, if you can't find anything just say magic happened. If something is unexplainable, everyone will just go 'It's magic. It doesn't need an explanation.' Which sucks. I desire an explanation.

Oh well.

I need to sleep now. I can already feel my eyes shut and I'm already dozing off a little.

Sleep is good. Sleep is...... good. Without sleep you fall into a coma after a few days. Sleep prevents that.

'Doctor Who is my favorite show...'

(Sleep Skip)

'Birds..... my mortal enemy...' The thing about morning birds is that they just find the perfect place next to the window to perch on and just tweet like there is no fucking tomorrow. And for some of them, there is no tomorrow..... because I would have burned them.

I didn't want to wake up. This bed is already calling me back to dream land. I am NOT a morning person.

I didn't get many birds to wake me up in my previous urban environment, but I still hate them.

I hate everything that messes with me, even once. But unlike feminists, I keep that dislike to myself. Those people could learn a thing or two from me. I'm talking about modern feminists. I encountered one, once. She accused me of sneezing at her. Which was stupid because she should know how the human nose works. I called her a tumor on humanity and walked away. She pursued me for a while but eventually gave up. That was a close call if you think about it.

I walked to the door that led to the bathroom. I jumped onto a nearby stool and opened said door.

I walked into the room, jumped onto the sink, and grabbed the essentials. Toothbrush and tooth paste. Brushing my teeth will be weird for a while because of my new, slightly different teeth, but only slightly. At least I didn't end up with a third jaw. That would be weird. Like, really weird. Weirdception. Is that a word I don't think it is. Well it is now.

"Time to start another uneventful morning. This is only my second day and I already hate this place." I wish to burn this tree to the ground but I can't because of plot barriers. I assume it's those. I hope it's those. If not, then I'll prepare for my most unfortunate death.

I rinsed my mouth and left the bathroom.

I looked around the bedroom. I have an idea to see if this is real or not. Smack!

I lay on the ground covering my cheek while experiencing some severe agony. 'Note to self, don't smack myself in the face again to see if this is real.'

After a minute or two of intense pain, I slapped myself really hard, I opened the door that led into my bedroom and I started to search the corridors for my current teacher.

(Corridor Skip)

The only sound that accompanied me is the sound of my paws hitting the floor.

It's just like the Crystal Empire! Copy and paste corridors. I'm serious, I've seen this exact same corridor three times. It's either I'm very, very lost or I'm entering the same hallways with the same design, color palette, everything! It's so strange. How am I going to find Twilight while in this situation.

What would Snowball do? She would probably just scram into her cage and sleep the night away like the lazy fur ball she is. Too bad she's dead now. Goodbye happy rabbit memories.

I heard a sound in a nearby room. Like something falling. There are also slightly muffled voices, and one of them sounds exactly like a purple alicorn i was trying to find. 'I swear to god, if I see Twilight mast-

My thoughts were interrupted when I opened the door. "Oh..... my..... Harambe...."

My previous theory had to be thrown out the window as I saw the contents of this chamber. The monsters inside this room are worse than the thought of Twilight beating it! My second worst enemy! The creatures I swore, on my pet bunny's grave, to destroy! The demons that lurk in the dark! It's sentient creatures reading and enjoying literature! Books!