Elfen Human

A groan escaped my lips and my eyes fluttered.

Then another groan escaped as I realized that whatever I was laying on was so damn soft. It was like laying down on a cloud. Then again knowing the power of the pegasus it was possible.

Wait, what happened? I remember…Celestia, yes. Yes, an anthro Celestia, because apparently fuck me right. I mean seriously what the fuck is magical bullshit. I’m no scientist but I’m sure wormholes don’t work like that.

I let out another pleasurable groan as I turned in my bed.

My god this bed feels so good, and it's massive! God, I have got to get myself one of these it would do wonders for my back. Now that I think about it.

Slowly I sat up and noticed that the normal strain and tensed muscles were no longer there. In fact, my back seemed perfectly straight. There wasn't a slouch or anything.

I looked down at my chest and saw that I was dressed in a simple white shirt and loose pants. I lifted my shirt to see that my chest was slightly more hairy than normal. The amount of chest hair on my chest grew and had a brown tint to it. Not that much of a change but then again… I held up my hands and saw that there was a bit more tanner than normal. When I flipped my arms around. I found that the normally lighter skin tone matched so that they were just a single color. An even tan. I looked back to my stomach and saw that the pudge of fat was gone as well. I didn’t have any muscle tone but at least the fat was gone.

With a rush of excitement, I brought up my left arm and saw that the freckles were gone and so was the road scar on my wrist or the scar on my middle finger. My hands went to my neck which felt smooth and I found no trace of the moles. I jumped out of bed and looked at my new body.

Was this because of that magical orb I touched? Did it fix and improve my body?

I quickly ran through three sets of ten squats…

…and instantly regretted it.

“Okay,” I muttered as I sat down on the bed, my legs burning. “So I still have to work out and I did not turn into an Adonis.” Even with this little caveat, I was still happy. Slowly I got back to my feet and was drawn to the fluttering of the certain.

My bare feet glided across the smooth carpet and I wiggled my toes. I let out a hum of pleasure my feet were tickled with a silk touch. With my eyes closed, I slid my feet until I bumped into something hard. I jolted at the sudden touch and I opened my eyes to look down to see my shoes and socks.

Psh, obviously.

I reached down and began to put on my socks and shoes. While I did so I ran through the facts.

Okay so Celestia came, then some magic bullshit reason why I’m in My Little Anthro, then pain.

Right okay, so where am I? Canterlot?

I stood up and walked to the fluttering curtain. The tall window was cracked open and I gently pushed it open.

What greeted me was a bird’s eye view of modern-style homes. Most were painted in either gold, purple, white, or a mixture of all three. The normal colors depicted royalty or noble status. I stuck my head out and looked around and spotted tall white spires that were capped in gold. I brought my head back inside.

Oh yea, I’m definitely in Canterlot, more specifically Canterlot Castle. Celestia must have brought me here after healing me or whatever happened to me.

There was a soft creaking sound and I spun my head toward a set of tall red doors as one of them opened. I watched as a pale blue unicorn walked in pushing a cart full of domes. She was dressed up in a black dress and had a white apron on with the ends full of frills. On her head was a gray mane that was wrapped in a bun with a maid hat with Celestia’s sun stitched on top. The unicorn’s purple eyes widened as she looked at the bed.

“Oh, sweet Celestia!” She gasped as she ran towards the bed and lifted up the sheets. “Where is it?”

“Right here,” I called out with amusement laced in my tone. The unicorn jumped at the sound of my voice and she spun to look at me. I waved at her while she goldfish at me. She then let out a small “Eep!” Before she dashed out of the room.

“What the fuck was that?” I wondered with my hand still in the air. “Has she never seen a human before?”

I shrugged my shoulders and went over to the cart. Assuming that this was for me I lifted the dome. Under it was a plate with a sandwich with a side of fries. On the side was a glass of water. My eyebrows raised at the sight. I set the dome down to pick up the sandwich and peeled back the bread. “Lettuce, tomatoes, and onions with some kind of cream sauce,” I muttered to myself putting the bread back on.

“I hope it's to your liking,” Celestia said suddenly behind me. I jumped in the air before I spun around to face the princess.

“Jeez, don’t do that,” I told her before I picked up the sandwich and took a bite. As I chewed I realized just how hungry I was. “So what happened?” I asked before I dived into the sandwich again.

“I was hoping you would tell me,” Celestia said and I looked over to see that she was looking at me disapprovingly, her arms crossed under her breast. I looked away and dug into my sandwich. “Did you find something in my old castle?” She asked.

I said nothing as I chewed my food.

“Maybe,” I answered vaguely before I drank my water.

There was a sharp pinch on my left ear before it was lightly yanked.

“Ow!” I cried out as I lurched towards the pulling.

“That’s not an answer,” Celestia answered with an unamused look on her face, muzzle.

The pressure disappeared and I immediately reached toward the sore ear. Instead of skin, I felt short thin hairs that I followed until they reached a point. Confused, I looked around the room to find a reflective surface.

There, across from my bed was an ordinate vanity.

How did I miss that?

I rushed over and stared at the large mirror. My human ears were replaced by long Elven-like ears that were dipped in chocolate, the same color as my restored hair. No longer was my hair thinning, but it still seemed that it retained its curly mess

Thankfully, it seemed that not all of my hard work straightening was a loss as only the tips maintained their curls. My hand went down my cheek as I traced the sharp lines that formed my jawline. I twisted my head around to see that my cheekbone was more pronounced. It seems as though I looked more elven-like than I originally thought.

“Sean,” Celestia's voice snapped, “Focus.”

I looked up and saw Celestia’s concerned look.

Right focus.

“Do you understand the danger you could be in?” Celestia chided me.

I bit my lip as I contemplated this information.

I didn’t think about that.

“There was this orb,” I said slowly as I finished off my sandwich. I quickly lost interest in eating and stopped chewing for a moment. The half-chewed food sat in my mouth as I sat there.

“Sean,” Celestia said softly and I heard her soft footsteps as she walked over to me. I felt a hand placed on my shoulder. Quickly I swallowed my food and looked at Celestia and continued.

“I found this orb while I was exploring the castle,” I set the sandwich down, “It was somewhere deep underground, I remember…I remember being pulled by its colorful lights.”

“And when you touched it something happened didn’t it,” Celestia finished.

I looked up at her, confused, “You know what it is?” I asked.

The princess sighed and walked over to my bed to sit down. “In my and my sister’s earlier years, before we ascended to Alicorns we were adventures,” she said with a wistful smile on her lips. “Luna and I traveled across the world diving into whichever cave or ruins we came across.”

“And that orb was an artifact that you found,” I finished for her. My mind already came to that conclusion. “Do you know what it does?”

Celestia closed her eyes for a moment and let out a deep breath, “We know that it had something to do with pony magic but apart from that we didn’t know for sure,” she said as her eyes opened. “It wasn’t long after we found that when Starswirl located us and took us on the quest to stop Discord.”

The princess then turned thoughtful, “Although I did wonder if perhaps it was that orb that turned us into Alicorn in the first place.”

My mind went to my ears. “Are you saying,” I said quickly, my heart fluttering and beating against my chest hard. From fear or excitement, I don’t know. “What, I'm going to become an Alicorn now?”

Celestia looked almost amused, “No,” her voice wavered with a slight giggle, “But you did pick up some characteristics I’m afraid,” she said.

“No kidding,” I muttered as I walked over to her and sat down next to her. “The ears were a huge giveaway.”

“Oh,” Celestia said, amused, “and all of your disappearing imperfections didn’t raise any alarms.”

I snorted, “Bitch I was already perfect what the fuck are you talking about?”

Silence.

My eyes widened.

Ah, fuck what did I do. I’m going to die now. This is it. I’m dead. Off to the gallows with me. No, that'll take too long. She'll just toss me out of the room’s window. Or she’ll just burn me to ash.

My internal debate on my departure from this mortal realm was interrupted by a loud trill of laughter. I looked over to see Celestia holding her hand over her muzzle and her other one on her stomach. Her body was shaking with laughter and small tears were starting to form in her eyes.

What the hell is wrong with this chick?

“Uh, Celestia?” I asked slowly.

Celestia took multiple deep breaths as her laughter died down, “Oh, sorry,” she said in between breaths. Before another fit of laughter hit her.

I crossed my arms in slight annoyance, “You know it wasn’t even that funny,” I said slightly relieved that I wasn’t going to be executed for my insolence.

“Sorry,” Celestia said as her laughter died again, “I’m not laughing at you,” she said and took a series of deep breaths. Once she was down she rubbed her cheeks, “I’m mostly laughing at myself.”

I raised an eyebrow and waved for her to continue.

“You see,” she began, “I was worried when you didn’t seem to recognize me. More so when we found out that you had crossed from another variation of our worlds.” I nodded as she went on, “After I ‘healed’ you,” she air quoted, “I had to return to my duties.”

Celestia’s lips pulled up to a smile, “And the entire time I was worried that you would be different than the Sean that I knew and that you would treat me differently.”

Ah, it seems as though this Celestia had the same relationship with her Sean as I did with my version of Celestia. Talk about luck.

“But it would seem as though all that worrying was for nothing,” Celestia said as she rested her hands on her lap.

I nodded before I fell back onto the bed. “I was worried for a moment,” I said, “It felt like I was with the other Celestia and all that just came out.” The bed shook as Celestia copied me and lay next to me. I turned my head to look at her. “I thought that I just signed my death warrant.”

Celestia giggled, “I wouldn’t do that, but I suggest that you don’t do that in front of certain nobles or my guards,” she warned with a smile, “They might not take too kindly to your crass manner.”

I shrugged my shoulders, “Meh, I give them some of the love too, you know equality,” I said with a fist in the air. My arm flopped back to my side as I chuckled and Celestia giggled.

After that died down I got serious again, “So I’m part pony then? Which race?” I asked.

Celestia’s lips became thin and she turned to look at the ceiling, her mystical hair still flowing and sparkling. “I don’t know for sure,” she said slowly as if she was mulling the words in her mouth. “When you started changing I worked my magic to try and revert the enchantment but as you can see,” she nodded towards me, “I wasn’t that successful.”

“Well, I’m not a pastel pony so you didn’t completely fail,” I pointed out.

A snort came from Celestia, “As for the possible race well…I can’t be sure,” she said. “As I said, Luna and I never really got a chance to study that artifact, and once Discord was defeated we were so busy rebuilding that it just sorted, slipped our minds.”

My brows knitted, “Then how did it end up in the castle?” Something didn’t seem right to me.

“I don’t know to be honest,” Celestia said with a shrug of her shoulders. “It’s possible that over centuries the container deteriorated, or that it was damaged during transit to my old castle, and through some series of events ended up in the bowels of the castle.” Celestia shifted into a more comfortable spot, “That would explain why it was still there and not locked up here with the rest of the artifacts.”

“You should fix that,” I pointed out, taking a tone as if I was scolding her, “Who knows what would have happened otherwise.”

Celestia nodded her head absentmindedly, “Yes, it would seem as though I do need to comb through that old place,” she said in her tone soft and whisper-like, “Who knows what other magical items were left behind.” Her face lit up a moment later.

“Well, I’ll have Raven add that to the schedule,” she said as she got to her feet with a jump. “But for now we need to get you situated.” Celestia turned around and held out her hand to me. I grasped and pulled myself up just as she yanked me up.

Unprepared not only by the sudden maneuver but by the strength of Celestia I ended up stumbling towards, and right into her. Caught off guard by this, Celestia let out a squeak as I crashed into her and we fell to the ground. My vision went black as my head was covered in warmth and furry softness. I heard a muffled ‘oof’ coming from Celestia.

Slowly I pushed myself up and I realized just where I landed. Smack dab in the middle of Celestia’s breast.

Oh, sweet god.

Celestia’s eyes blinked up at me as a blush fought its way to her cheeks.

“OhmyfuckinggodI’msorryIdidn’tmeantoo,” I spat out quickly.

What the fuck is this? Some ecchi manga bullshit.

The princess let out a giggle as one of her hands went down my chest, “Oh my Sean!” she said with a husky tone, “At least buy me dinner first.”

My body responded appropriately but words did the opposite. “Piss off,” I spat.

Yes, I was at a loss for words so sue me! My mind is busy with something else right now.

The room's door crashed open and I and Celestia looked up to see two golden armored guards burst into the room. “Your Highness!” They shouted. Their tones confused me as they looked male but their voices had a feminine tone underneath the rasp. One looked around the room, “Are you alr-,” the other began as his or her eyes landed on us. The guard broke off at the sight before them with the other one joining soon after. Their jaws dropped at the two of us.

I looked down to see that my hand was right by her head and the other one next to her waist. Celestia’s hand was resting on my chest.

All around me are familiar faces

Welp, I’m fucked.

“You FIEND!!” One of the guards shouted as they reached for the sword on their waist.

Quickly I got to my feet as the guards stepped towards me. My hands went up in surrender, but it seemed as though they weren’t dishing out any mercy. One of the guards went to Celestia's side while the other slashed their sword. Celestia cried out her horn glowed yellow.

My hands moved to stop the blade.

Futile, I know but it was instinctual.

At least at first.

There was a tingling feeling in my fingers that grew up in my arms. My eyes widened as a pale blue aura began to manifest on my arms. I watched as a round blue shield formed just above my skin. The sword hit the shield and bounced off.

The guard was confused but only for a second before they readjusted their angle and swung again.

“Stop!“ Celestia shouted as a gold dome blasted my vision and I found myself unable to move. “There seems to be a misunderstanding,” Celestia said as she got to her feet and straightened herself up. Her hands crossed and rested in front of her.

“Gleaming Shield, Blaze,“ Celestia addressed her guards. “Thank you but you need to stand down, Sean is not a threat.”

The guards let out an affirmative grunt. They were still glaring at me as they sheathed their swords, yet their hands never left the hilts.

Celestia nodded “Thank you mares,” she said as she wiped the dust off of her clothes.

Huh, so they are girls. Then why are their voices masculine? Perhaps some kind of spell?

“Sean,” Celestia said and I looked at her to see that she had positioned herself as a princess. Her back was straight, her hands resting on her front, and her head slightly tilted up. “We should get you to the doctors,” she said, her tone proper and commanding.

I nodded and allowed Celestia to lead the way out of the room. When the guards didn’t follow, I quickly walked behind Celestia as I felt the cold blade of killing intent rest at the back of my shoulder. I couldn’t meet them in the face so I kept my eyes on the ground as we walked.

Good job Sean you fucking clutz. Couldn’t help yourself, could you? Dumb motherfucker.

A warm hand was placed on my shoulder and I looked over to see that Celestia was looking at me with motherly comfort. Her smile calmed me and I nodded my thanks as I turned to look around me.

The halls were clean and the sun shone off its surface. Walls were decorated with royal purples and banners depicting Celestia’s sun on red cloth. Luna’s moon strangely missing.

I looked at Celestia and pointed at the banners, with a look that spoke of an unasked question. Celestia's hand tensed before it was lax and started to fall. Her face dropped slightly. I picked up the change in mood and I decided to return the favor.

Quickly I brought up a hand and placed it above hers. Her eyes widened slightly at my smile. “Don’t worry, Your Highness,” I said, aware of the tense guards behind me. “She’ll be home before you know it.”

For a moment I thought I saw a tear in Celestia’s eyes but just as quickly as it came it went only to be replaced by a smile. “Thank you, Sean,” she said.

The moment was over, I gave the furry hand a rub before I dropped my hand. Slowly her hand left my shoulder.

“So why the doctors?” I asked to break the silence and to quench my curiosity.

Celestia let out a hum as we walked down the hall. “Well while I did my best in healing you and stopping the enchantment,” she began, “I am not completely sure what other effects it may have had on you.”

I held an arm, the same arm that created a shield a while ago, “Like, able to use magic,” I pointed out with a wave of said arm.

“Yes…like magic,” Celestia said slowly.

That didn’t sound ominous at all.

“You don’t think that something is wrong with me do you?” I asked Celestia as I turned towards her.

“No! Of course not!” she said vehemently and quickly as she spun towards me, her eyes wide. It was so sudden that I even took a step back. A flash of worry danced across her face before she took a moment to calm herself. She then put back on the mask of the princess. I couldn’t help but wonder what the fuck was that all about. What was she thinking? Should I be worried?

Celestia coughed into her hand, “I don’t think so,” she said more calmly as she started walking.

I turned towards the guard with a confused look to which they did not return. They only looked ahead, but they looked less tense. I guess that’s a plus. With a shrug, I fell back in step with Celestia and we continued with our journey to wherever we were going.

Soon we came up to a pair of large red doors. With a double tap, Celestia announced our arrival before she pushed open the doors and motioned for me to follow. I began to feel as if the world was collapsing on me. Like I did when I was a child and I was going to meet someone new. I stayed close to Celestia as we entered a large room. The room’s walls were painted a light blue color. The windows ran the length of the wall and sheer white curtains were billowing in the wind as the windows were cracked open. In the center of the room was a hospital-style bed and near it were two ponies.

One was a male unicorn who had a dark blue coat and black mane/tail. Over his green eyes was a pair of brown glasses. He was wearing a doctor's coat over a white shirt and dark pants while his feet, or rather hooves, were bare. The stallion was looking over a clipboard as he was talking to the mare next to him.

The mare was a pegasus with creamy brown fur. Her hair was that of snow and it was tied up in a ponytail with a few strands falling on the side of her face. She was wearing clothes that a regular person would wear. A gray sleeveless turtleneck sweater and a blue pencil skirt and much like the stallion next to her, she wore no hoof covering at all.

It must be a pony thing.

“Sean,” Celestia said, catching my attention. I looked up as she motioned to the ponies in front of us. “This is Dr. Cure,” she pointed at the stallion who bowed. I quickly bowed in return, “and this is Sunny Smiles,” Celestia said as she waved to the mare who smiled and waved.

Awkwardly I waved and ‘smiled’ back.

“They’ll be in charge of the assessment,” Celestia said as she placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see her smile at me. “Don’t worry you are in good hands,” she reassured me, “Once you are done you’ll be escorted back to me and we can discuss the next steps.”

“Okay,” I said. I realized that I didn’t actually say it, or at least I didn’t say it loud enough. “Right, yes,” I said quickly.

I watched as Celestia nodded to me before she turned to the other two, “I leave him in your capable hooves,” she said before she turned to walk.

“No worries your highness,” Sunny said with a bow, “We’ll have the results for you as soon as possible.”

“Yes,” Dr. Cure said as he readjusted his glasses, “Do not worry Princess, we'll have him back to you as soon as possible.”

“Thank you,” Celestia said as she reached the doors, my eyes following her. I heard her say, “Lt. Shield please wait here and assist them in any way possible. When they are done, escort Sean to me.”

There was a snap of metal and, “Yes your highness!”

Celestia turned to look at me, our eyes met and I looked at her lips as they pulled up. She nodded before her horn glowed goldenly and the doors glowed the same color before they closed with a click.

“Well then,” Dr. Cure said and I turned to him to see him motioning towards the bed. “Shall we get started?”

I nodded and made my way to bed, eager for this assessment over as quickly as possible.

The warm water of the shower washed over my body, soothing and relaxing my body.

Four hours.

Four fucking hours.

I have never done a physical that was that long. It wouldn’t be so bad but the problem was Sunny. The number of questions she asked, Jesus Christ! My physical was done pretty quickly, to be honest, maybe half an hour the rest was Sunny and her questions. Some of them were weird too. Like, “Are there times when you feel as though your senses are overwhelmed?” and “How angry do you get when things don’t go according to plan?” I mean what kind of questions are those?

Considering that she was a psychologist or psychiatrist of some kind. Oh, I picked up on that real quick with just a few questions. It was confirmed when she began to pry into my childhood. I’ll give it to she was completely professional besides a wide eye here or there. The entire time she showed only compassion. There might have been sympathy but she didn’t act on it, she only confirmed that what had happened was bad and that she apologized that it did happen. Basic stuff, things I’ve heard many times.

Even Dr. Cure didn’t interrupt but he did pause when I got into a particularly dark experience. I could have sworn that the good doctor was going to snap a pencil once or twice. He did say that we had to test my endurance at the end of the questions. Sunny interjected to tell me that I didn't have to if I didn't want to, and the test could be rescheduled if I liked. Of course, I agreed to do it right then and there like a moron. They took me to a large field on the castle grounds. It was obvious that it was a garrison for the guards. The training dummies and training guards were a huge giveaway.

When I walked onto the ground I was definitely the center of attention as everyone turned to look at me. I tried my best to put them out of my mind and look/think about other things. Some of the training dummies actually looked like robotic ponies. They were made up of some kind of wood and had training swords in their hands. I watched for a moment as they moved to attack their guard opponents. It was interesting the level of tech and made a note to ask about them.

I was quickly brought to a running circle and told to run/jog as long as possible.

Human endurance for the win.

Humanity 1 Pony 0

I don’t know how long I was there but they were surprised, to say the least. My legs felt like jello afterward and thankfully I slowed down at the end to give my legs a chance to cool down. At least it was enough for Dr. Cure. Once I was given the go-ahead I was escorted back to my room in order to wash up for dinner.

Yes, that is how long it took. Fuck me! FOUR HOURS OF TESTS!!!

So here I am, standing in my massive bathroom washing the sweat off. As steam rose to the air and thickened the air I looked around at the bathroom that was too big. I mean for fucks sake I have a shower and a bathtub. Like they were separate! The tub was placed into the ground which is actually pretty cool but it is the size of a damn hot tub! I mean seriously! Who the hell needs that much space?

“Fucken rich people,” I muttered as I dunked my head under the water flow. At least the sink was normal. The mirror was pretty big, but whatever. It allowed me to figure out what changes I had undergone.

All in all, not that much. At least nothing that I haven't already noticed. Well, there was one thing, but well…confidence wouldn't be an issue.

Water passed through my hair as I looked at the ceiling of the bathroom.

Equestria…

This is real. I’m really here, but also…

I looked down at my hands as I remembered the magical shield from earlier came to mind.

“I have magic,” I muttered as my lips split my face wide open. Speaking of which, I wonder if I should grow out my beard. Perhaps a goatee? Sure, then I could bead it up once it's long enough. Yea that would look cool.

With this plan finalized I wrapped the towel around my waist and left the bedroom, where I was met by the maid that had come in earlier. The one that freaked out and bolted. Her head was down and her arms were folded in front of her. “I’m sorry for my earlier behavior,” she said, her voice soft. Her horn was glowing a light green color which matched the folded clothes that were floating next to her.

“It,” I said soundlessly, “I, it's fine,” I spat out eventually. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

The maid’s head began to rise. I made sure to look at her lips. “The fault was my own,” she reiterated.

“Are those for me,” I said, feeling that she was going to go on and whatnot. I didn’t want to deal with wearing only a towel. A towel that I currently had a death grip on.

The maid jolted and levitated stack towards me, her face slowly darkening realizing that I was practically naked in front of her. “I-I-I-I’m so sorry Lord Kirk!”

I nearly dropped the clothes at the title, “Lord!?” I gasped out as I balanced the clothes over on the bed. “I’m not a lord,” I told her as I studied the bed to see if it was one of those fancy ones with the curtains. There on one of the poles, a knot tied in with a rope. I reached over and easily undid the knot. The curtain on my side and close to the maid fell. Now fully hidden away I looked through the clothes to find a pair of white silk undergarments. Quickly I slipped them on under the towel and dropped the towel on the bed.

“So why the Lord title?” I asked as I picked up a pair of smooth black birches? Trousers? No breaches. Seems as if they are going full medieval fashion-wise. I slipped on the pants and used the strings to tighten them. A little snug for my taste but it will have to do.

“I’m sorry,” the maid mumbled, “I just assumed that with you being friends with the Princess you were a dignitary.”

Oh wait, the shirt is more Renaissance. It was white with frill sleeves and there was a frill of sorts coming from the collar. It reminded me of what Will Turner and Jack Sparrow wore. “Nope, just your average joe I’m afraid,” I told the maid as I slipped the shirt on. I let out a grunt when the cloth touched my ears and caused them to tingle a bit.

“Sir are you alright?” the maid asked concerned, her voice getting closer.

“I’m good,” I said as I moved to grab the curtain and pulled it back to the bed pole, “Just not used to the ears,” I told her pointing at one of them before I reached out for the other half of the curtain.

“Oh, please allow me,” the maid said as her horn lit up and the curtains pulled themselves towards the pole, and the rope tied itself around the curtains holding them to the pole. I quickly was distracted by the freedom my wrist felt as the frills swished through the air.

“Thank you,” I said as I moved to the bed and picked up a pair of socks. I sat down on the bed and slipped them on afterward I paused, realizing that I didn't have any shoes. With a hum, I stealthily looked around to see if I could spot mine anywhere. Unconsciously I looked over at the maid whose gaze I felt burn into me.

It would seem as though she was deeply interested in my feet. She must have caught on because her head snapped towards me and I shifted my sight away. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to stare,” she mumbled.

I let out a chuckle, “Is your name Apology?” I asked heartily, “You seem to say I’m sorry a lot.”

She blubbered out more sorries as she did this weird dance of bows and waves. It almost got to the point where I thought she was going to start crying.

“Relax, I’m joking with you,” I told her as I stood up and looked around the room. Where did I put my shoes? “What is your name?”

“It's Hazel Star,” the maid mumbled.

“Sean,” I said as I walked around the room again. Where the FUCK are my SHOES!!

“Are you looking for these?” Hazel said as she held up a pair of brown boots. I frowned at them.

“Those aren’t mine,” I told Hazel as she floated the boots over to me.

“Princess Celestia crafted them for you,” Hazel explained, “She crafted all of your clothes.”

I was taken aback by this as I grabbed the boots. They felt nice and sturdy. On one side there were three buckles and on the other was a zipper. The length of the boot would definitely go up to my mid-shin.

“She also sent your measurements to the castle’s seamstress,” Hazel said and I was only half-listening as my hand grazed the surface of the boot. “You’ll have more clothes for you in the morning.”

“I’ll need to thank her,” I whispered as I went over to my bed and sat down to put on my boots. I spent the next few minutes adjusting the buckles, but after a few minutes, I stood up, comfortable. They were nice. I didn’t feel cramped in them at all. Obviously, they were a bit stiff but nothing that won't go away after I broke them in.

“Um sir,” Hazel said and I looked at her. “It's time for supper, Princess is waiting for you.”

“Ah shit that's right,” I said heading towards the door. Before I opened I paused and I made a realization. I turned towards Hazel and opened the door. Motioning her forward I said, “Lead the way, ma’am.”

“Of course sir,” Hazel said as she walked by me.

“Please just Sean,” I said, as I exited the room and closed the door with a snap.