Fiction Becoming Reality

“Bored boredy bored...” I said, lying on the couch. People would call me lucky, because I was alone in the house, but there was nothing to do in said house. I watched all the new stuff on Youtube, I read all the posts on Equestria Daily, watched all the pictures on Eq After Dark and read all the newest chapters of my favorite stories on fimfiction.net.

I thought about playing Xbox, but I got bored after an hour. There was nothing more to do on Skyrim, I finished the campaign in Left 4 Dead 2, Call of Duty 7 and 8. And Forza doesn’t look very promising. So, I was lying there, on a Friday afternoon, waiting for time to pass by.

A normal Friday would be about going to school, but today, I was feeling sick. My parents told me to go to bed, but I wasn’t tired. Even though my nose looked like a shower and my eyes were bloodshot, I decided to stay awake.

I looked around to find something awesome to do. There was the television, which I knew that, during the day, there isn’t anything good on; my video camera and my cats. My first thought,  BORING.

I was about to give up and go to sleep until I heard a doorbell. It was surprising, since we don’t have any kind of doorbell here. I stood up and went to see what was happening. I saw a shadow through the door, placing something on the floor. I rushed to the door and opened it, only to see nothing. I looked on the floor and saw a erlenmeyer flask containing some purple stuff.

I smiled at the sight. Looks like I’m finally insane. What a pleasant day to be nuts. I thought. I took the flask and went inside. I looked at it with a sly smile. Is this really what I think it is? I placed it on the table. I sat on a chair and stared at it. On the exterior, I looked pretty serene, but on the inside, it was a full sized war with two sides about one question: should I drink it?

THE ONLY WAY TO KNOW IS TO DRINK IT! - One side claimed.

BUT, IF IT’S REAL, I’LL BECOME AN EQUINE! - The other side said.

DRINK IT! - The first one shouted.

This internal war was giving me an headache. And looking at the flask wasn’t helping. It was any writer’s dream to see something from his own stories in real life. And, in front of me, was something that I always wanted.

For the records, I am Anthony, or, as people calls me, Strawberry Frosting. I am a TCB writer. What it means is that I write spin offs of the story The Conversion Bureau. In this story, human turns into ponies. Some normally, some in a crazy and epic way. In front of me was the core of the story, the thing that turns human into ponies, ponification serum.

I was still staring at it. Trying to find a way to tell that it was just a crazy dream, but all of my research proved the opposite. I could easily read what’s on it. Even the grade was there. The serum was as bubbly as it’s supposed to. I knew that it wasn’t the work of my imagination.

But, should I drink it? was my only thought.

Turning into a pony would be a unique experience, but there was no turning back. Also, how would I explain my parents about it? Unluckily, my brain was fogged because of my lack of sleep and my constant coughing.

“I know !” I shouted. I took the camera and ran downstairs with the serum. I placed them on the small table between my couch and my gaming zone, which is only a television and a Xbox. What else do I need... I remember that I only need to take 3 ounces. Chatoyance made a whole story about it.

I ran upstairs by two floors and went into the bathroom closet. I took a bottle of Pepto Bismol and removed the plastic cap. With it, I could easily measure the exact amount needed to convert. I went back downstairs, started the camera, placed it in a place where it could easily record and started filming myself during the ‘last seconds’ of my humanity, if it was more than grape soda.

“Hello, person who will be viewing this.

I am Anthony Duquette and this will by my first, and last video as a human. You heard right. On my side is something that will blow your mind. You see, I write stories. Not any kind of stories, pony stories! And, on my side is one of my creation.”

I whispered loud enough for people to hear : “More like my friend’s creation...”

“PONIFICATION SERUM!” I raised the flask up in the air.

“Today, we’ll know if it’s dangerous to drink liquid that you find up your front door given by some random stranger. It’s going to be fun! If it works, I’ll have this video to prove it. If it’s fake, then, this video will be useless.”

I took the plastic cup. “Let’s try it out!” I poured 3 ounces in the cup and placed back the flask on the table. “If I remember correctly, the anesthetics in this are pretty powerful, so, to be sure to stay alive after falling, I’ll lie on the couch.” I did do. “Also, Cloth can be dangerous and suffocating during conversion. So, because I don’t want anybody to fap on this video, I’ll turn the camera around, allowing you to only see the shadow and hear the sounds.” I turned the camera.

“Let’s do this! 3, 2, 1, GO!” I drank the whole thing like a shooter and placed the cup back on the table. “You see kids, never... ne-never drink... unknown...” I fell on the couch, asleep.

*****

The first thing I felt was freedom. You know, that feeling you have when you finish a difficult task, like if you removed a heavy backpack from your back. It feels good. Then, I felt like all my sins were removed, like if somebody pressed the ‘delete’ button. All my lust and my stealing habits were disappearing in the infinite whiteness of that weird universe. I cannot explain how I felt, let’s just say that it was comfortable.

Suddenly, I fell on some grass. When I stood up, I was standing on four legs. Usually, I would find this weird, but it was feeling nice. I started moving forward, trotting towards the castle in front of me. It was obviously made out of ivory, but was getting bigger and bigger, almost looking like a skyscraper. I entered the building, not knowing what would happen.

I was surprised at the beauty of the interior. There was thousand of decoration. Going from banners to carpets, there was colors all around me. But they looked more colorful than what I used to know. I shook my head and continued forward.

I entered a big room, that I could recognize as a throne room. I looked around, still amazed about the beauty of the place. I looked in front of me and saw that the thrones weren’t there, they were replaced with a chinese-style tea shop with the cushions and the small wooden table. On one cushion was sitting the one and only Princess Celestia drinking tea with Princess Luna. I ran toward them and bowed at them. Seeing that they didn’t saw me, I did something that quickly made me worried about my life, I cleared my throat out loud. They both startled and looked at me.

“Who are you and what are you doing here? This is a hidden placed in the magical realm, how did you find us?” Celestia asked. I stayed bowed while answered her question.

“I am Anthony Duquette and I drank a potion made with equestrian magic mixed with human technology. When I drank it, I appeared here.” When I said human, I could easily hear a gasp.

“Human! It wasn’t supposed to start until next month...” She started mumbling stuff that I couldn’t understand.

“Umm, I don’t know what you are talking about.” I said, still bowed.

“Did you said that your name was Anthony Duquette?” She asked. I nodded.

“But, it was supposed to be given to Maxim Bris. This is wrong, this is very wrong. How old are you?” She asked.

I quickly answered : “15.” I raised my head and looked at her. Her eyes grew wide and she started mumbling things like “Plus, I added a child in all this problem. Can it be more dangerous?”

She stopped walking and looked at me and said : “OKay, now that I got no choices, you need to be the one.” I was curious about what she meant. It looked like she was able to read my mind because she clarified what ‘being the one’ meant.

“You need to find the … in your world.” The what? I kind of missed a bit, but she continued. “I’ll … a hind … a paper … anagram... do you … “ I fell on my side, feeling weird.

“WE’RE LOSING IT!” Luna shouted with her royal Canterlot voice, which made the shouting dangerous for anybody’s ear.

“Listen … help up... the world... luck.” This was the last thing I heard before falling into darkness.