*RIIIING!*

I groaned, slapping the alarm clock on my nightstand. I was already getting annoyed by the damned thing.

Sliding out of bed, I yawned and stretched, then winced as one of my muscles wouldn't move the way I wanted. A few days in, and I still wasn't fully used to my new body.

After taking a shower and grooming my wings, I headed into the kitchen. While I prepared breakfast (pancakes and eggs), I turned on the radio to see if anything was on.

«...and this element is extremely volatile when exposed to water...»

«...In other news, Yakyakistan just declared that it will begin exporting snow to Cloudsdale...»

«...Good morning ponies and creatures, it's your host DJ PON-3, and you're listening to L-CPV, the one and only station reaching both homes of the Elements of Harmony. This morning, we've got a treat for you: Moves Like Sapphire, by Mare V.»

My eyes widened. Did my ears just deceive me? Did this world have...?

It only took that opening whistle for a grin to split my face. It was!

I couldn't help but dance along to myself as I cooked breakfast. Sure, some of the lyrics were changed, and the instruments weren't exactly the same, but at its core, it was that song I knew and—

"Hiya, Graff!"

I screamed, accidentally flinging the pancake I was cooking into the ceiling. Looking down, I found the source of my surprise: Pinkie Pie, poking her head out from inside the oven.

"Pinkie Pie, you startled me! How'd you even get in there?!"

She blushed, "I got lost on the way to the supply shop."

I stared at her for a moment, unbelieving. Then I shrugged, "Well, I don't know where it is either."

She somehow snapped her hoof, "Darn! Well, thanks anyway, and sorry for the interruption!"

Then, somehow, she rewound the radio so that it was back at the beginning of the song? She proceeded to wave to me, before leaving through the oven. The slam of the oven door dislodged the pancake from the ceiling, landing in my pan without any sign that it'd been on the ceiling in the first place.

I blinked. This world was weird.

After breakfast, I decided to get a headstart on drawing. I sat at my desk, grabbed a pencil, and...

Nothing. My muse was failing me.

I groaned, then glanced outside. Maybe a walk was all I needed to get the creative juices flowing?

I packed up my drawing supplies and left my house, starting down the street.

As I walked through town, ponies and other creatures greeted me, and I greeted back. Seems like the welcoming party was a success, and I was now known in the town. It felt... Nice.

"Hey, Graff!" A turquoise unicorn and cream earth pony approached.

I remembered them from the party, "Lyra and Bon Bon, right?"

"Yep! I'm surprised you remember us," Bon Bon replied.

"So, is it true?" Lyra asked eagerly.

I blinked. "Is what true?"

"That you're from a dimension of humans?"

"Lyra!" Bon Bon chastised, before stepping forward. "You'll have to excuse her; she's been obsessed with humans ever since she was a filly, and there have been rumors going around that you used to be one."

I chuckled, "I see. Though I wouldn't say they're rumors."

Both of them gasped. "It's true?!"

I nodded. "But that's in the past now; all I want to do now is live here in Ponyville and draw art."

Lyra suddenly had an idea. "Ooh, can you draw us as humans?"

I blinked. "Draw you as... Holy crap, that's brilliant!"

"I know, right?!" Lyra was practically dancing out of excitement, while Bon Bon rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Well, then, get posed, and I'll get out my stuff!"

The two moved to the nearest bench, where they sat. Bon Bon sat on her belly like a dog, while Lyra...

Lyra sat on her rump, back against the backrest and legs crossed like a human. What.

I eventually shrugged it off, bringing out my pencils and notebook. "Alright, let's do this."

30 minutes. That's all it took for me to draw them on that bench. When I was done, I called them over to look at it.

"See, Bon Bon?!" Lyra pointed. "That's the pose I'm going for!"

"Wow," Bon Bon ignored the mare, "this is incredible!"

I blushed, "Oh, it's not that special..."

"Are you kidding me?" Lyra interrupted. "You're one of the only artists I know that's willing to even draw humans, and the other guy has never even seen one before!"

"Hey, what's with all the commotion?" Another mare, a pegasus with purple fur and cloud-colored hair, approached.

"It's incredible, Cloud Chaser! Graff here just drew this amazing art of us as humans!" Lyra showed her the art.

If the look on her face was anything to go by, she was impressed. "Huh, so that's what humans look like?"

"More or less," I replied.

"Keep the change," Lyra took back the art, and gave me a few bits and... A piece of paper with a phone number on it??

This world doesn't have cell phones.

As they left with their new art, Cloud Chaser got curious. "I wonder, what would I look like as a human?"

I blinked, then grinned. "Why don't we find out?"

Author's Note

Edit (3/10/2023): General polish, as well as coloring the dialogue.