Author's Note

So, I'm doing a probably-overused trope to introduce myself to this website. Yay? This isn't supposed to be a serious fanfiction at all, it's really just the mane 6 living days in the lives of their friends, As you probably already know from the summary, so...let's begin.

Day 1: Mistakes Have Been Made

I woke up with a pounding headache, and my bed feeling different than usual. Maybe I was just crazy, but had it always been this...soft? It felt almost as if I was sinking into its surface, and my pillow was made of the same sort of material.

My head throbbed, and I felt around for a bump, but there didn't seem to be any sort of protrusion...

At all.

If I had been a pegasus, or an Earth pony, then that wouldn't have been unusual. But I was an alicorn born unicorn, and I was accustomed to waking up with a horn on top of my head...but it wasn't there.

Come to think of it...was I in Rainbow Dash's house? Instead of my normal crystallized ceiling, I was looking up at solidified cloud matter above my head. And this bed...I sat bolt upright and scanned my surroundings. I was definitely in Rainbow Dash's room. Wonderbolts memorabilia crowded the shelves and walls...how did she hang posters on cloud? Not now, Twilight, I mentally scolded myself. Daring Do books and miniature statues and trophies were scattered haphazardly along tall shelves, and there was a small nightstand next to the bed decorated in lightning bolts and every color of Rainbow's namesake.

What in Equestria...?

I leaped out of Rainbow Dash's bed. There had to be some logical explanation for this, right?

I opened the first door I came across. It turned out to lead to a bathroom with polished cloud-tile floors, a toilet, a bathtub and shower, and...a wall mirror. I raced to it. Instead of the purple alicorn that normally stared back at me in the mornings, there was a blue pegasus with heptacolor hair and bright magenta eyes. I stumbled back from my reflection and shrieked, and so did the Rainbow Dash lookalike in the mirror.

Think, Twilight, think! It could be a prank of Rainbow's...no, how could she make me look exactly like her, and how would she have gotten me all the way up here in my sleep? A hallucination, a dream, a....oh, no...

A sick feeling grew in my stomach as I recalled the events of last night. I had been looking over my copy of Tier Three Transfiguration and Mind Transportation, and I had stumbled upon a spell that allowed a pony with an other group of ponies in close proximity that she shares a close bond with to switch bodies, creating a ripple effect through the group. After reading through the spell, I had closed the book to go to sleep...or so I thought. Could the spell have somehow activated itself while I was asleep? I knew I was powerful, but not that powerful. There was only one way to find out; I had to find the others and tell them what was going on.

What was that awful smell? I groaned and attempted to stuff my face into my lavender-scented, monogrammed pillow, but got something scratchy and dusty instead. I coughed and attempted to smooth it, but all that got me was another faceful of dust.

I spluttered it out of my mouth, looked up and shrieked. This was absolutely not Carousel Boutique. Instead, I was greeted with tacky curtains, shelves full of manuals on farming, and an applewood bed with an apple-themed quilt.

I threw the quilt off me and scrambled to the corner of the bed, almost falling off in the process. What was I doing in Applejack's house, in her bed, no less? I got out of the bed when a lock of...yellow... mane fell in front of my face.

I grabbed it in one hoof and blinked at what I was seeing. I blinked again, willing it not to be true. And yet...the yellow mane and orange hoof right in front of my undoubtedly apple-green eyes did not belong to me, but to my friend Applejack.

And so, I did the only thing I could under the circumstances; I fainted.

"Hi, friends! I'm Fluttershy for the day! Fun...right??"

Apparently I as talking too loud, as the animals scattered in all directions. I sighed. Weirder things had happened to me than turning into one of my best friends all of a sudden, but being Fluttershy wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Her furry friends just wouldn't listen!

"Um....don't run away! I'll...I'll...I'll bake you a cake! Um...lemme see what Fluttershy has in her kitchen!"

I dashed to the kitchen and opened Fluttershy's fridge, to see...I gasped. It was hideous! It was horrifying! It was...

VEGETABLES!

I shrieked. "No candy? No cake? No ice cream? Not even a slice of pie? How does Fluttershy LIVE?"

"Celestia, Twi, don't you ever exercise? I mean, I kind of figured you didn't, being, ya know, an egghead and all, but don't you even do your hundred laps a day? I thought those were, like, required or something!"

I had woken up as Twilight, and my first thought (well, other than HOLY CELESTIA WHAT THE BUCKING MUFFINBAT JUST HAPPENED,) was to get Twilight into shape. It felt kind of like my personal duty as her friend or something. And then I would do magic all day long to hypnotize Spitfire into making me lead Wonderbolt or something, whatever Twilight can do with that horn on her head, and then I would fly to Canterlot and get free food. It would be awesome! Although Twilight's castle is really big and weird when you're trying to get around it for the first time. Starlight was totally right.

"Pinkie Pie? Are you in here?"

I jumped and almost forgot to reply to Mrs. Cake, but I stammered out "Y-yes, I-I'm in here, Mrs. Cake! Did you-um, did you need me for something?"

Mrs. Cake poked her head into Pinkie's room-my room?-whatever I should call it today, followed by Mr. Cake. "We baked a few extra chocolate muffins for you to say thanks for helping us with the rush hour this week!" Mr. Cake smiled at me. I blinked.

"Oh, that's so kind of you! But, um, do you think I could have a salad instead? I don't really feel like any more sugar today..."

Mr. and Mrs. Cake exchanged worried looks. "Are you sure, Pinkie? You've been acting a bit strange today. We hoped you'd enjoy something sweet..."

Oh, strawberry swirl, Fluttershy! You have to act like Pinkie Pie! Remember? If you don't, they'll ask all sorts of scary questions that you can't answer and-

I put on a big smile. "Silly me, I don't know what I was thinking! Of course I want the muffins!"

The Cakes sighed with relief and Mrs. Cake brought me the muffins before closing the door. I stared at the pink hoof that held them. I had already eaten so many sweet and sugary things today that I felt like I would burst, but I couldn't be rude...

I put a bite of the first muffin in my mouth and started to chew.

Good grief! Rarity has to start all of these today? I thought in shock as I stared down at a list of customer orders that ponies had placed for Rarity. How am I supposed to get this done? I don't know anything about fashion!

I sighed as I read through the list again, the absence of my trusty cowpony hat feeling obvious on my head. Really, my whole head felt strange-Rarity put some sort of floral gel in her mane that clogged my sense of smell and made me want to rip out my nostrils. And, knowing me, if I tried to take it out I would ruin her mane-do and she would absolutely murder me once we got our regular bodies back...as long as we did get our regular bodies back.

Don't think like that, Applejack, I mentally scolded myself. You have an alicorn as one of your best friends; I'm sure this'll all be sorted out quicker than a pig to its dinner. Besides...

I looked back down at the confusing list of fashions and styles I had never heard of.

...you've got orders to try and finish.