"What?" I ask

"Your eyes, I was sure they were brown before." Celestia replies.

"They are. Why?" I say. A bright flash erupts in front of me and dissipates to reveal a small, ornate, hand mirror, encased in a golden aura. I don't fully recognize the face looking back at me. For one he had green eyes and red eyebrows. "They've, changed." I say dumbstruck "They aren't supposed to do that." Celestia flashed a questioning look. My breathing escalates, a hoof rests on my back in a comforting gesture.

"It is time that I raise the moon, then you must go to your room and take a shower." Celestia says wrinkling her muzzle in a disgusted expression.

"But I don't have a change of clothes." I try to argue. Turning away from the mirror to look at Celestia.

"No I really must insist" Celestia rebuttals. "I have a line of maids willing to wash your clothes."

"Ok" I concede. Celestia gives a small smile. Then she lights her horn, I watch the sky as the sun is pulled down and the moon rising to take its place. The craters in the shape of a mare plainly visible.

"Princess?" I ask.

"Yes?" Celestia replies

"How long?" I ask turning to Celestia, who gives me a confused look.

"What?" She says

"Luna," I clarify. "how long has she been up there?"

"997 years." Celestia answers. The slightest shadow of a tear trailing down her cheek.

"Well, only 3 years to go then. " I say looking at the moon.

"What?" Celestia asks.

"3 years till Luna comes back." I explain. Celestia turns to the moon, hope shining in her eyes. I bow and excuse myself before returning to my room.

"That was a good thing you did back there." Roy said in his gruff voice.

"What?" I ask.

"Giving her hope." Roy explained. "It's been a long time since I've seen the Princess smile like that."

"Oh, well, I just don't like seeing ponies down." I say.

"Yeah, still good." Roy says. We reach my room and I walk into the bathroom connected to my room, avoiding looking in the mirror taking up the wall above the unusually low sink. I remove my clothes and hop in the shower. After cleaning and getting out I brave the horrors that the mirror may contain. The face looking back at me is definitely different from this morning. Green eyes, red eyebrows, my hair is two shades lighter, and my face is fuller. I briefly wonder what else could be different when the maid walked in.

"Here are your clothes, sir" she says professionally keeping a straight face.

"Thanks" I reply. She sets my clothes on the counter next to me.

"Did you want me to help you dress?" the maid asks.

"No, thank you" I reply just slightly terrified of her standing there staring at my butt. "You can go now."

"Of course" the maid says giving a slight bow and leaving. I give a sigh of relief and begin dressing myself. Looking down I notice a picture of a heart shaped storm cloud with the sun rising behind it, between the two peaks. I look in the mirror then at the mark several times, my larger than usual eyes, my mark, cutie mark, I watch as my irises and pupils shrink to pinpricks.

"Oh Faust" I mutter "Uh, Roy?" I ask louder as I walk out of the bathroom half dressed. "I think I'm turning into a pony."

Author's Note

The second chapter is out finally! I hope you guys enjoy and I promise the next chapter will be longer.