Chapters *Ring*
'Augh, just one more class, and I can go home and just relax.' You think to yourself while walking to your final class of the day. Like any typical high school student, life is pretty boring right now. You are an average student with decent grades and a few good friends that you talk to.
"Hey bro"
"Hey, Brock" You say while giving your friend since childhood a fist bump. You two have known each other for essentially you're whole lives as you have been friends ever since you were no more than a couple of months old.
"Gosh, I hate this place, wanna come by my place after class today?" He asks while trying to avoid the wave of other students in the hallway.
"Sure, got nothing better to do. Alright, this is my class, meet you in the parking lot." You say while giving him one more fist bump.
After walking into the class, you take your usual seat in the back of the and start to lay your stuff out on your desk.
"Alright class, today we will be talking about dividing complex..." You start to tune to the teacher out as you start thinking about the strange dreams you have been having recently. They started about two months ago and have been happening ever since. Nothing out of the ordinary happened other than you going to bed and dreaming of pastel-colored horses. You have no idea why a 17-year-old high school student would be dreaming of a bunch of cartoon horses but you just dismissed it thinking that your mind is just messing with you. Another thing to add to the strangeness was that it was like you were living someone else's life. Everyone referred to you as Cloud Rider but you never got to see yourself.
*Ring*
"Alright class that's all for today. Have a nice day!" The teacher says while waving at the leaving students.
'Wow, that class went fast today and I didn't catch a single word of it' You think while putting your stuff back into your backpack.
"Crap" You mutter as you drop all your pencils onto the ground. As you start picking them up, you can't help but find it strangely difficult to pick them up and grasp them with your fingers. You shrug it off as nothing though.
After a frustratingly long time, you finally picked up all your pencils and are currently making your way down the hall towards the doors trying your best to avoid the dozens of students moving through the hall. And as your walking, you start to get a headache from how loud everyone is being.
'Why is everyone shouting?' You think to yourself as you finally push your way out of the living wall of teenagers.
"There you are, what took so long?" You hear Brock say to you as he gets up from where he was sitting and starts walking with you towards your cars.
"Just got tied up in the hall is all." You respond giving a shrug.
"Alright, meet me at my house in 30 minutes. Bring your controller too!" He says just before ducking into his car and driving off.
'Man, everything seems so much louder today. What's up with that?' You think before starting your own car and wincing at the noise. You have a 2006 Honda Accord that you got as a hand-me-down so it's not the best car but it's better than nothing.
Making your way into your house to drop off your stuff, you get a strange feeling.
"Why do I feel like it's going to rain later tonight..."
You walk into your room and toss your backpack onto your bed and grab your PlayStation controller.
Brock only lives 4 blocks away so you decide to take a walk there.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Oh hey Preston" He says while opening the door and motioning you inside
"Hey, Brock" You replay as you step into his house.
While your walking to his room, you take notice of all the hunting gear in his house. Normally his place is pretty bare but it's hunting season so his family likes to make that known.
Walking into his room, which is a nice sized room with a dresser against the far wall and a twin bed opposite of it and a desk in between, and sit down on his bed while he starts his PS4.
"So what do you wanna play?" He asks while opening the drawer containing all of the games he has.
Taking a look inside, you decide that a nice 1v1 in COD will be fun. Taking the case out, you hand it to him to put in the console.
"Ready to lose like always?" He taunts with cockiness very evident in his voice.
"Sure, whatever you say." Even though you know you going to lose like you do every time you play him.
*13 Rage inducing matches later
*Bang*
"That's game." You say with a smile comparable to the Cheshire cat splayed across your face.
"B-But h-how did you..." He says while looking at the score.
"I don't know, I was just feeling it today I guess." You respond with a shrug.
"Dude, your reactions are through the roof. As soon as you saw me I was already dead. You never beat me and then 13 straight?" He says with disbelief still in his voice.
Looking at the clock, you notice that you need to get back and finish your stack of homework for the night.
"Nice playing with you bro but I got to go. See you tomorrow at school." You say while picking up your controller and heading towards the door.
"Well...ok, see you tomorrow." He says while shaking his head and giving you a wave.
Walking back to your house, you still can't believe you beat him, nonetheless 13 times straight. For some reason when you saw him it was as if time slowed down for you. Letting out a little chuckle, you continue your walk back to your house.
After arriving at your house and finishing all your homework for the day, you feel exhausted. You flop down on your bed content with going to bed early today. When you lay on your back, you get a strange feeling as if you're laying on something. After checking under yourself and finding nothing under you, you just decide to sleep on your side.
"One more day... then the weekend." You say quietly just before drifting off to sleep.
Author's Note
Next chapter will hopefully be much better than this.
Chapter-2 Why is this happening?
"Hey Cloud Rider!" You hear a female voice shout
"Hey Cloud Chaser, hey flitter." You say after turning around to see the two ponies flying side by side.
"So, you ready to send out this monster thunderstorm?!" She says while pumping a hoof in the air.
"Ready as I'll ever be." You respond rolling your eyes at her antics.
Arriving at the weather office, you see all the other Ponyville weather team members gathered in the lobby and conversing with each other. Right after you walk in the door, the talking begins to die down as a certain rainbow pegasus gets up onto the front desk and clears her throat.
"Everypony quiet!" After this everyone diverts their attention to her. "Alright, we just got the shipment of weather clouds for the longest storm of the year. I expect every single one of you to give it your all and keep this on schedule. Everypony listen for you and your partner's name. After they are called, head out and get to work! Alright, let's see here... Flitter and Cloud chaser-" She continues on until your name is called.
"Cloud Rider and Cloud Kicker" After hearing your names the two of you head out and into the cluster of clouds above nowhere in particular and get started
*2 hours later
"Whew, finally done." You say out loud while standing on the final cloud. You and Cloud Kicker were also the last to finish but who cares. The rest of the storm has already started so you quickly pick up the pace once you dive down beneath the clouds.
You start to regret slacking off shortly after starting as you're now on the outskirts of Ponyville and have to fly through a thunderstorm to get home.
*Bang*
"Aah" You scream surprised by how loud that thunder was. You quicken your pace now even more determined to make it home.
As your house comes into view, you let out a sigh of relief. "Ah finally, I'm almost-"
*BANG*
*BANG*
You sit up in a cold sweat and take a look around to see that it is currently 6:37. Letting out a groan, you flop back down on your bed even if its only for another few minutes. After laying down, you are also able to hear the pitter-patter of rain against the roof and the occasional boom of thunder in the distance.
Letting out a groan, you decide to just start getting ready now only to fall back to your bed in pain.
"Argh, what the heck." You hiss while clutching your back.
After a few minutes of laying there in pain, you decide to try and get up again, this time a little slower.
After getting out of bed and doing your morning routine, you head out to your car and start is up while wincing at the loud sound again for some reason. After backing out of the driveway and heading to school, you start to think about that dream you just had. This is the first time you have ever been awoken by one of these dreams, or maybe that was just the thunder outside. You think back to the other dreams you had which were normally pretty calm and casual but this one, it ended differently, something happened to whoever I am dreaming about.
Shaking your head, you pull into your parking spot and rush into the building to get out of the rain after grabbing your backpack and locking your car.
Walking through the halls, you quickly spot Brock leaning against a wall scrolling through his phone.
"Hey" You say walking up to him and holding out your fist.
"Hey" He responds while giving you a fist bump.
"My parents are gone this weekend so you wanna come and stay at my place after school?"
"Sure, my parents are gone as well so I don't think it matters." You respond while walking to your first class of the day.
"Alright, well I'll see you at lunch. Later." He says before walking into the science lab.
Walking through the hall, you feel as if you can hear every conversation around you. Trying to tune this out, you pick up your pace to the first class of the day, history.
After you arrive and settle down in your desk, you feel that strange sensation on your back you felt just before you went to bed last night as you lean up against the back of your chair.
"What's been up with me recently..." You mutter under your breath as your history teacher walks into the room and starts taking attendance.
Letting out a sigh, you rest your head on your hand while drifting off into your own thoughts.
*5 very boring classes later
You walk into the cafeteria only to scrunch your nose at the noise level of the room. Trying your best to tune everything out, you head over to the lunch line and take a cheeseburger with a side salad and water for today.
After paying for your lunch, you head outside to your usual spot where you and Brock sit every day and see him sitting there already eating his lunch.
"Hey bro." He says looking up as he sees you approach.
"Hey, is it just me, or is it really loud in there?" You ask while pointing a finger back inside the lunchroom.
"I don't know, didn't seem any different to me."
"Ok, probably just me being me again." You say while letting out a small laugh.
*Rumble*
Upon hearing this, you decide that now is as good a time as any to start eating. You pick up your hamburger and take a big bite out-
"Blech, what the heck, this tastes like garbage." You say while spitting as much of the burger and its taste out of your mouth.
"Hmm, pizza tastes fine to me. Here, gimme a piece, and don't you dare give me a chewed up piece." He says while extending his hand.
"Tastes fine to me." He says with a shrug after you gave him a piece.
'What's going on with me...' You think while pulling your salad over to you determined to get at least something inside of you.
"Mhm, this salad is really good." You say after taking a bite. Normally these are the blandest things in the world but today it just seems to taste a thousand times better.
"I can't believe you eat that paper they paint green." Brock says while looking at the salad.
"Well it's good for me and that's all that matters." You respond
After talking about some things you two plan on doing over the weekend, you get up to throw your garbage away only to lose your balance and fall flat on your butt.
"Ow, what was that about." You mutter under your breath.
"What's up with you today man?" Brock asks while holding out a hand to you.
Grabbing his hand, you pull yourself up to your feet only to nearly fall once again. You have to hold onto his shoulder for a good ten seconds before you regain your balance.
"I don't know either..." You respond allowing a small amount of uncertainty to leak out of your voice.
"You sure your good though." He asks while looking me in the eye.
"I've got to get to the bathroom." You say quickly as a wave of nausea washes over your entire body making you even dizzier. With Brocks help, he leads you to the bathroom door.
"Hope you're ok man, I got to get to class, see you at the end of the day." He says before walking off and giving you a small wave that you return.
Walking into the bathroom, you lock the door behind you only to immediately rush over the toilet and vomit your guts out.
After vomiting until there was nothing left to vomit, you try to stand up only to fall right to the ground. Upon falling to the ground, you feel your conciseness slowly starting to slip from you. Just before you slip out of consciousness, you feel your entire body suddenly tense up.
"Argh, what's...going.....on." You say just before falling out of consciousness on the bathroom floor.
As the waking world starts to come back to you, you let out a little groan. Only, it didn't sound right.
What the-" You cut yourself short upon hearing what sounds like a girl's voice in place of your normally pretty deep voice.
With new determination in your mind, you try to open your eyes only to slam them shut after a fresh wave of pain washes over your mind.
Rolling onto your back, you notice that same feeling you got earlier this morning, and last night only this time it is much more prominent. The tiled ground also doesn't feel cold for some reason as you're squirming around on it.
With an undesirably large amount of questions in your mind, you slowly force your eyes open and see that your previous assumption was correct and you are still laying on the bathroom floor. Unsure of how long you have been here, you decide to stand up and get out of here.
*Crash*
Upon trying to stand, you immediately face plant into the tile flooring. Wondering what is going on, you look at yourself only to be met with nothing but white fur.
'What the fu...' You think as you see that the rest of your body is covered in this white fur. You also take note that you no longer have hands and feet but what appear to be hooves in their place.
With this new information in your mind, you start panic.
"What happened!?" You say in what sounds like a very familiar voice although you can't quite figure out who with your mind currently in pieces.
Upon hearing your voice once again, a wave of fear comes over you as you realize why your voice is in fact so high. Taking a look between your legs only serves to confirm your previous suspicions.
While you're panicking like any normal human would after suddenly turning into a furry creature and having their gender changed, you feel something move on your back.
Taking a look behind you fills your vision with two snow while wings curled up against your sides.
With these new appendages now in mind, you quickly realize why you recognized your voice.
"I-I'm Cloud Rider...b-but there's no way! That was only a dream!" You attempt to rub your head only to be reminded that this is in fact all too real as you crack yourself on the side of the head with a hoof.
"Ok ok ok ok, just take deep breaths." You say to yourself over and over while attempting to calm yourself.
After a while of steady breathing, you finally are able to collect your thoughts and better process what is currently happening to you.
'Ok, so let's see, I'm now a mythical creature that has been plaguing my dreams for the past few months who also happens to be female and I'm currently sitting in the school bathroom.' You think to yourself while still trying to figure out what is happening right now.
'Alright, first things first, I've got to learn how to walk.' You think before quickly trying to get to your hooves only to collapse right back down onto the ground.
'Ouch, maybe a little slower this time.' You think to yourself as you put all four of your now legs under you and slowly extend them. Now that your standing up, although barely, you realize just how small you are. The sink that was normally just above your waist is now eye level.
'Wow, I'm like three and a half feet tall...' You think now having another worry on your mind.
While standing in one spot isn't doing you much good, you realize you have no idea how a quadruped walks. Thinking, you decide to try alternating legs.
"Ok here we go, front right, back left, front left, back right..." You continue to say this while shakily walking in a circle in the bathroom for the next 30 minutes attempting to relearn how to walk.
'Alright, I think I will be able to get out of here now.' You think while walking up to the door. As you look at it, realization dawns on you that you are now lacking something very important to opening doors, hands. You let out a frustrated groan as you realize that the only way to open this door is to use your mouth.
Slowly but surely, you pull the door open just enough to slip out.
After walking right into the hallway, you let out a sigh of relief that no one is here as you start walking down the hall.
"Well, it's not like my day can get any worse-"
*Ring*
"Oh no." You mutter just before dozens upon dozens of kids start flowing out into the hallway. The first that lay eyes upon you can only stare. You start to panic again not thinking that school was still going on.
Without thinking, you seemingly break out into a full gallop for the nearest exit. As your running past, you are able to catch a few looks of the stunned students and faculty. As you're running, you can't help but feel your ears turn slightly as you hear a gasp or an aww every now and then from the students that are flying past.
Finally seeing an exit, you start running at a speed you didn't even think was possible until you realize that you're also flapping your wings as your running.
Busting through the doors, you start galloping towards your car.
Once you arrive at your car you realize that one you don't have your keys and two you are a miniature horse now.
With this not in mind, you take off in the direction of home. While your sprinting, you take a look back to see dozens of students and teachers in front of the building, many of them holding their phones and recording you, watching as you disappear around a corner.
After finally getting out of sight, you decide to stick to the outside of the road. Because of the time of day, not many cars are passing by and when one does, you just hide behind the nearest tree or bush.
After what felt like hours of walking, or is it trotting now? You finally arrive in front of your house. You walk up to the front door only to remember that you don't have your keys.
'Speaking of that wear did my clothes and well everything go!?' You scream in your mind realizing that you just ran through your school naked. Although, you're covered in fur now so not really sure if it's the same.
Shaking your head, you focus you mind back to the task at ha-hoof. You walk over to the welcome mat and lift it up revealing the spare key you keep there. It's a wonder how no one has broken into your house yet with the spare key in the most obvious place.
Without thinking, you reach out with a hoof and pick up the key. Only after you've done this do you realize that you have just broken everything you knew about how the world works again.
You stare at your hoof in disbelief of how you are holding the key. As soon as you think of letting go of the key, it falls right off your hoof. Placing your hoof back over the key, you think about grabbing it. As you raise your hoof you see that it is, yet again, stuck to your hoof.
Bringing your mind back to trying to get inside, you place the key in the lock and turn it with your mouth.
'Blah, I am gonna have to get used to that taste if I'm stuck like this.' You think to yourself as you spit the taste out of your mouth.
Now with the knowledge of your physic breaking hooves, you decide to try and open the door without your mouth this time. Placing your hoof on the side of the door handle, you think about grabbing it and pull down only for the handle to follow. After pulling down far enough, you give it a little push and the door pops open.
After taking the key out and walking into your house, you take in just how small you really are as you look at all the furniture around you.
Kicking the door shut, you look at it to see that you left a dent in the metal door.
'Wow, didn't know I could do that... guess that's kind of cool.' You think as you walk into your room and hop onto your now much larger bed.
Now all alone, you start to think about what to do next until you remember who you had made plans with earlier today.
"Oh no, if I don't show up at his place, he is going to come here and try to figure out where I am. What is he calls the police? I don't wanna be a lab rat err horse." You say to yourself with increasing amounts of panic present in your voice.
"Ok, calm down. I will just go over his place and explain everything to him. Yea, that will work flawlessly." You say while shaking your head.
'Well, what else am I going to do' You think while laying down on your bed.
'I'll just head over to his place in a few hours.' You start to think.
*Rumble*
"Well, guess some grub won't hurt." You say while sliding off your bed.
Walking into your kitchen, you feel your new flat teeth with your tongue and remind yourself that you are now an herbivore.
Opening the fridge, you take a look around before your attention is drawn to a half-eaten salad sitting on the middle rack.
"Guess I could go for another salad." You say having made up your mind.
You reach up and grab the small bowl with your magic hooves and walk over to the table and set it down. After closing the fridge, you hop up onto a chair and sit on your haunches like a dog as you stare down at your meal.
"Oh, what the heck." You say realizing that your and animal now just before planting your new muzzle into the salad.
After finishing another one of the greatest salads in the world, you take a look over at the clock and see that it is 4:07 right now.
'He should be home right now. Time for a little surprise.' You think while walking towards your front door with a full belly.
After repeating the whole door fiasco and putting the key back under the mat, you start your trot to Brock's house. Walking behind all the trees and shrubs, you are sure that no one will see you unless they are walking out of their house right as you're in front of it.
Feeling movement on your back, you take a look behind you and are reminded that you have wings.
"I wonder if I can fly. Hmm..." You say under your breath.
'Guess I'll find out later, now is probably not the best time to be trying new things.' You think while arriving in front of Brock's house.
Walking right up to his door, you push the doorbell without thinking.
"Hello?" He says after opening the door and looking down at me.
"If this is some kind of prank Preston, you can come out now and take your little horse back to where ever you got it." He says while giving a forced laugh and looking around.
"I'm right here." You say while looking up at him with a little grin.
"W-What? It talks!?" He says while taking a step back.
"I'm not an it, it's me, Sean." You say with your grin slowly being replaced by a frown.
"No way..." He says one more time before staring off into space.
"Umm hello? Can I come in?" You ask while poking his knee.
"O-Oh umm I guess?" He says while moving out of the way.
Walking into his living room, you hop onto the couch and take a seat.
"I guess you want some answers?" You say to him as he is pacing around the room.
"Heck yea I want answers!" He says nearly shouting while casting a few glances your way.
"Alright, about 2 months ago..."
Author's Note
Hopefully this is a little better. Writing at 2 in the morning is not the best idea. Why everything is happening will also be explained eventually.
"And now I am sitting in front of you like this." You finish says while waving a hoof over your new body.
"I... what... so you just woke up... in the school bathroom... as a tiny horse with wings?" He asks still in shock.
"Pretty much yea." You respond with a small shrug.
"I can't believe how well you're handling this..."
"Oh it'll come, I'll lose my mind eventually." You say with a forced smile on your face knowing what is going to come eventually.
"Ok ok ok, if this happened to you, maybe it happened to someone else? I'll check the news." He says while turning on the TV.
"Hmm...politics no... weather...stock market..."
After watching the news for a good portion of an hour, you see absolutely no sign of anything being out of the ordinary.
"Well, that was a bust." He says while pulling out his phone. "Oh my... you need to see this." He says again while showing me his phone.
On the screen is a video… of me running through the parking lot.
"Well, hopefully not too many people see that." You say with doubt in your voice.
"Oh well heh, I think it's too late for that..." He says while scratching the back of his head
"How many..." You ask with an increasing amount of worry in your mind.
"Well, it has... oh wow, over 700,000 views and it's number one on trending."
"Oh my, read the comments what do they say?"
"Ok, they are mostly just saying that this is either fake or how cute you are. Oh and a couple umm, let's just say strange comments."
"You've got to be kidding me." You say while burying your face into your forearms. "What if anyone sees me again? What am I going to tell my parents? Oh hey, I was your son but now I'm a talking girl horse with wings!" You say as your starting to hyperventilate.
"Dude, just calm down, you said they're going to be gone all weekend right?" He says while putting a hand on my shoulder? Whatever they're now called.
"Yea, I guess." You respond starting to calm down from your little fit.
"Well, then we got the rest of today and the whole weekend to try and figure this out... whatever this may be. I'm gonna get some food from the kitchen, you want anything?" He asks standing up and heading towards the kitchen.
"Just get me whatever." You respond resting your head on your forearms.
"Alright, will do." He says just before disappearing around the corner.
'What the heck am I suppose to do? I can't call the police or go to the hospital. They'll just ship me off to research lab and make me their little lab horse.' While thinking about what to do, you feel your new appendages flutter on your back. 'Well, I got wings, might as well learn to use them... if they even work.'
"Here's your food." Brock says while setting a hamburger down on the table and motioning for you to sit down.
"You're kidding...a burger?" You ask while raising an eyebrow.
"You love burgers right?" He asks still clueless.
"Dude, look at me. I'm a freaking horse, they are herbivores. I don't think they can eat meat." You say with obvious annoyance in your voice.
"Well more for me then. I'll get you... I don't know want some vegetables?" He asks while walking back towards the kitchen.
"I guess that'll have to do for now." You say while hopping up onto the pulled out chair.
"Alright, here ya go." He says while setting down a few various vegetables before taking the seat opposite of you.
"So... any idea on what the heck are we supposed to do?" He asks while taking a bite out of his food.
"I don't know, I got these things on my back." You say while pointing a hoof at your wings, "might as well see if they are any good."
"Do you have any idea what you're saying?" He says skeptically.
"What am I saying?" You respond
"Bro, look at them." He says while motioning towards your wings, "Look how small they are. There is no way they can do anything."
"Listen to what you just said. You're trying to apply logic after your friend just got turned into a miniature horse. What the heck were they called again... I didn't pay attention during the mythology section."
"Pegasus I think? Something like that. And I get what you're saying, you just threw everything we knew about the world out the window. Just got to hope the feds don't come knocking at the door to take you away." He responds finishing off the last of his food.
"Pegasus, so I'm a pegasus now."
"You know you keep saying you're like a miniature horse but you look absolutely nothing like a horse, for one your eyes are massive, and I don't think a normal horse can talk."
"True, if I'm being honest, it looks like someone just pulled me out of a cartoon."
"You do look like you just came out of a cartoon. Well, hopefully, cartoon logic applies to those wings of yours, and they actually."
"I sure hope they do, flying would be so cool. I'll be out back." You say before walking to the sliding glass door on the opposite side of the room.
"Oh, I got to watch this." He responds following you out the door.
Looking around his backyard, you decide that this will be good enough. It's about a 15 by 20-foot rectangle surrounded by a large wooden fence. Unless someone is trying, no one will be able to see you.
Standing in the middle of the yard, you take a look back at your wings.
"Alright, here we go." You say as you try to get your wings to unfold. "Come on, open up." You start to get frustrated after trying everything you can think of to try and get them to unfold.
You see Brock walking up to you as start reaching for your left-wing. "Here let me help-"
*Pompf*
Right as he touches the base of your wing, they both seeming sprang open with a mind of your own and accidentally hit him in the crotch.
"W-Well, t-there... you go..." He is barely able to say from the ground.
"Heh, this feels so weird." You say while finally getting your wings to flutter up and down. 'It just feels like a second set of arms. I thought it would be like... well actually I have no idea what else it would be like' You think while moving your wings around.
"Come on, lets see something." Brock says after finally getting up off the ground and keeping his distance.
"Alright, here goes nothing..." You say as you close your eyes and flap your wings as hard as you can.
"Nothing happ-" You are cut short after you stop trying to flap your wings only to get a face full of dirt.
*Crash*
"Dude! You flew, you actually flew! You only got like two feet off the ground but holy crap you actually did it.
"Heh, guess I did." You say while spitting the dirt out of your mouth and getting back to your hooves. You may not show it on the outside, but you're ecstatic on the inside.
You and Brock stayed out there for what felt like hours more but in reality, was around 45 minutes.
"Dude, I can freaking fly!" You say excitedly while pumping a hoof in the air.
"I have no idea how but I guess you can." Brock says while closing the door behind him.
"Hey, can I stay here tonight. I am getting kinda tired and I don't want to stay at my house all by myself." You ask feeling the effects of flying starting to kick in.
"Sure, just take the bedroom next to mine. I gotta walk April." He says while walking to his room.
"Wait, who's April?" You ask while following him to his room.
"Oh yea, I haven't told you yet. We got a dog!" He says while opening the door to his room.
Immediately after opening the door, you see a golden retriever roughly the same size as you rush out the door and immediately start sniffing you.
"Umm, she's friendly right?" You ask while standing completely still.
"Why are you so scared of her?" He asks while trying to hold off his laughing.
"I don't know, maybe because she is as big as me!?" You respond with an edge to your voice.
"You'll be fine. She's friendly, she hasn't bitten me. Though I can't say the same for dad."
"What did you just say?" Having picked up on part of what he just said.
"Nothing, nothing. I am gonna take her for a walk now. Be back in about half an hour." He says while hooking her up to a leash. "Hmm, I wonder if her collar will fit on you..."
"Don't. Even. Think about it." You respond in a deadpan voice.
"Alright, I was joking, sheesh. See ya soon." He says before walking out the door.
Right after he walks out the door, you let out a little yawn that sounded cuter than you hoped it would.
'Guess learning to fly wore me out.' You think while walking into the spare bedroom.
It's a decently sized room with a twin bed in the corner with a small nightstand next to it. Just across from the bed it a small desk. You notice that it has a lot of pink and white in it.
"No way this is a spare bedroom." You mutter to yourself before hopping up on the bed.
Pulling the sheets down with your magical hooves, you slide right under them and get comfy...ish.
'Dang wings keep getting in the way.' You say just before finally getting in a comfortable position.
Right as you settle down and start to relax, you get a feeling you completely forgot about.
"Oh crap, how do I go to the bathroom?" You say out loud while getting up and rushing to where you think the bathroom is.
Walking into the bathroom, you immediately rush over to the toilet and see that it is way too high for you.
'Crap crap crap, how do I do this?' You think while looking around for anything to help you. Not wanting to accidentally jump into the toilet, you rule out that option.
After trying to figure out what to do for the greater part of a few minutes, you realize you can't hold it anymore and try to think of absolutely anything to do.
'What the heck do I-' Your eyes land on the shower and immediately run for it and jump in.
After washing your hooves, which is much harder than you thought it would be, you walk back into the 'spare' bedroom and get back under the covers. After getting comfortable again, you hear the front door open.
"Suprise! I'm home Brock!" You hear a very feminine voice shout out.
'Oh crap, he said that his family was away?' You start to panic as the voice starts to get closer.
"Brock? Are you home?" You hear the voice ask again.
Remembering that he gave you the 'spare' bedroom, you realize who's it is.
"Come on Brock, you aren't on your games again are you?" You hear the voice ask once again but accompanied by the opening of what you think is Brocks door.
'What do I do? What do I do?' You think while looking around the room for somewhere to hide. Your eyes land on the only place where you're hidden in some way. The closet.
Seeing this as your only opportunity, you make a dash for the closet and get yourself in as quickly and as quietly as you can. And not a moment too late.
"Guess he decided to be useful for once and walk April." You hear her say. "Who was in my bed?"
At this statement, your heart stops.
"Meh, it was probably April." You hear here say.
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.
"Who's there?! Brock, if you're pranking me, you can stop now!" She shouts.
'You're kidding me.' You think to yourself. Out of all the ways to be caught. Hopefully, she doesn't call the police-
"I'm calling the cops!" She shouts one more time before you hear her exit the room and start talking to the 911 operator.
'Crap crap crap. I should have just come out.' You think while trying to think of something, anything to do.
"Brock, there you are, someone is in the house!" You hear here say to Brock who you hope can get you out of this.
After a few more minutes of sitting in the closet, you hear someone enter the house.
"Preston, where are you dude." You hear Brock ask from another room.
After hearing only his voice, you decide to finally get out of hiding.
After getting out of the closet and walking into the hall, you see Brock come walking up to you.
"What the heck, you said you had the place to yourself!" You say to him while trying to keep your voice down.
"Brock? Who is that? I thought I heard a girl in there?" You hear the other person say.
"Bro, she called the cops thinking you were a robber, you gotta get out of here." He says with a rushed tone.
"Alright, but come over to my place after things settle down. You got somethings to explain to me." You say as you both start walking towards the front door.
"Wait, I can't just walk out there in front of her! Actually, who is she?" You ask.
"You can go out the back and she is my sister." He says while opening the sliding glass door for you.
"Brock, what are you doing in there?" You hear his sister call out again.
"It was nothing, you were just hearing things." He shouts back to her. "Alright, just stay behind all the houses." He says to you this time.
"Alright, but what about this fence around your yard?" You ask looking for a gate.
"You got wings, you used them earlier, use them now." He says while walking back into the house. "I'll come over once things settle down." He says before closing the sliding glass door.
As you walk up to the wall, you see red and blue lights coming from the front of the house.
'I really got to get out of here.' You think to yourself as you unfurl your wings and start flapping them.
As you start to lift off the ground and shakily move over towards the fence, you have to use all your energy to get yourself over the fence. After you finally cross over, you just stop and fall to the ground panting.
"Who's there!?" You hear what is undoubtedly a police officer's voice shout.
'Uh oh.' You immediately break into a full gallop.
You hear the officer saying something but you are too focused on getting away. You run as fast as you can, jumping over bushes and trampling gardens. After doing this for a couple of houses, you take a look behind you and don't see anyone chasing you.
You let out a sigh of relief as you finally start to slow down to a steady trot.
"Better get back to my house before they decide to search the whole neighborhood.' You think to yourself as you walk into your backyard 'Hmm, good timing.'
You walk to the front of your house after making sure the coast is clear and open your front door yet again.
"Ugh, I just want to go to beddddd." You complain as you make your way to your room. "I don't know how those racehorses do it but I get tired after running for only like a minute."
Walking into your room, you make sure to close all of the blinds to make sure no spying eyes see you.
But before you go to be, you decide to check one thing. Walking over to your computer, you push the mouse to wake up your computer. Realizing you can no longer type, you spot a pencil and pick it up with your hooves and start typing into the search bar 'news'. After hitting enter, you nearly scream as you see yourself on the top of the search page. It is mainly about a viral video but you see some that say this is real. You continue to read some of the articles until you spot a thread on a discussion website about you. You instantly regret reading that and dare not to think about what would happen if one of those people saw you.
'Well, crap. Guess the world knows about me.' You think before turning off your computer and hopping on your bed. 'Whatever, that's a problem for future me. Current me wants some sleep.' You think before you nearly instantly fall asleep the moment your head touches the pillow.
Author's Note
The next chapter will explain basically why this is happening...kinda. All of the loose ends will be tied up eventually.
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
Hearing that all too familiar sound, you slowly crack open your eyes and take a look at your surroundings. You're in what looks like a standard hospital room. Pale blue curtains on either side of you and a small dresser next to your bed.
'When did I get here' You think to yourself as you continue to process the situation you are currently in.
"Hello?" You hear a female voice ask from the corners.
"Hey, mom." You say without thinking.
'What the heck... why did I say that?' You think while also noticing that your 'mom' is in fact not your mother but rather another pegasus.
"How are you feeling?" She asks with worry plastered across her face.
"I feel alright." You say trying to hide the discomfort in your voice.
'What the heck is happening? I'm not talking but I'm talking...'
"Oh honey, I was so worried about you." You hear her say while walking towards you and giving you a hug which you return with a slight wince.
"Hey mom, how long was I out for?" You ask with apprehension in your voice.
'Seriously, what the heck is happening?!' You think while watching the scene unfold while not being able to do anything.
"You were out for umm..." She says while suddenly finding the floor very interesting.
"Just give it to me straight mom." You say while resting your hoof on her shoulder.
"You were... out for 3 months..." She says while looking back up to you with a combination of worry and sorrow on her face.
"I... I was... 3 months... What happened to me?" You say much softer.
"Some ponies found you after that storm and took you to the hospital. They said you had been struck by lightning and you are lucky to be alive. They had to put you in a coma..." She says with a noticeable sadness in her voice.
"Well, I'm awake no-" You are cut off as your heart-rate monitor starts beeping a much higher speed. "Argh! W-What's happening?" You say while clutching your chest.
"Doctor! Doctor! What's happening to her!?" She says in a panicked voice.
"Ma'am, could you please step out of the room?" He says while a nurse attempts to escort her out. It was at this moment that the monitor flat-lined and your mother is forced out of the room.
'What the heck is happening!' You think while the doctor and nurses all gather around you, each poking your body with something you can't see.
"Clear!" You hear one of them yell before bringing the paddles down onto your chest.
"Aaah!" You shout while falling off your bed and onto the carpet. "What the heck just happened!" You say while trying to slow your breathing. "D-Did I just..."
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
"Open the door, Preston!" You hear Brock shout.
"I'm coming!" You yell back while getting back to your hooves and decide to think about that dream another time.
Walking out into the hallway, you take a quick right and head to the front door of your house.
"Come on Preston, open the door already!" He shouts again as your picking up the key with your magical hooves.
"Bro, chill!" You say back to him while sliding the key into the lock and opening the door.
"Took you long enough." He says as you shut the door behind him.
"Hey, you're not the magical pony are you?" You say while casting him a glare.
"Yea, how the heck did you open the door?" He asks while taking a seat on the black sofa in your living room.
"My 'magical hooves'" You say while waving your foreleg around in the air.
"I'm not even gonna question it anymore..." He says while staring at you with one eyebrow raised.
"Alright, tell me, what happened at your place?" You ask while taking a seat adjacent to him.
"You want the long or the short version." He asks with a small chuckle.
"We got plenty of time, so just give me the extended version." You respond
"Well, after that cop chased you for a couple of houses, he came back and asked me what that was. I kept trying to say that it was just a critter but then he asked about the fence and I had to just shrug it off. After he left, I went and talked to my sister. The second I got in her view, she started demanding answers to you got into the house."
"Did you tell her about me?" You ask while praying that he didn't.
"Nah, just said I left the back door open. I can't believe she bought that." He says while shaking his head.
"Oh and dude, what the heck! I thought you said you had the place to yourself?" You say with your voice raised.
"I forgot this was the weekend she was coming back from college. Of course, this is the weekend she comes back." He says while mumbling the last part.
"Well we got out of that mess, so, I'll ask again, what the heck do we do now?"
"I honestly have no idea, but I'm tired, so can we talk about it in the morning?" He says while suppressing a yawn.
"Fine, but what time is it? I just woke up and feel fine." You say while looking for a clock.
"It's 3:13 in the morning." He says while getting up off the couch. "Where can I crash for the night." He asks while looking back towards you.
"You get the couch tonight. I'll get you a blanket and a pillow." You say while getting up yourself and walking over to the closet in the corner of the room.
"Eer aah yoo" You say with the blanked on you back and the pillow in your mouth.
"Umm, thanks." He says while grabbing the pillow and blanket and looking at the spit stain on the pillow.
"Alright, I'll just be in my room." You say while walking down the hall back towards your room.
'Time to have a mental breakdown.' You think as you close the door to your bedroom.
"O-Ok, I'm better n-now." You say while wiping a tear away with your foreleg.
After calming yourself down following an embarrassingly long break-down, you start to recollect your thoughts and think about that dream you had before you woke up.
'What the heck happened? It was like I was watching a play, and I was in it! But I couldn't do anything? I've never heard of that happening in a dream before.' You think while walking over to your computer and turning it on.
After logging into your computer, which takes forever when your password is 50 characters and you have to type with a pencil, you look up the news and see that your picture is still on the front page.
"Well great, they think I'm legit... well, I am real." You say while scrolling through various articles.
After looking for around 30 minutes, you found nothing particularly interesting.
"Well, I guess I can try to go to bed again." You say to yourself while suppressing a yawn. "My not so little breakdown wore me out." You mumble right before you hop back onto your bed.
Opening your eyes, you are greeted by an endless black void. Looking around you in all directions yields no better results.
'Umm, hello?' You try to ask but your body doesn't want to cooperate.
"Hello?" You hear yourself say without trying to.
'Great, I'm in another dream.' You think after quickly connecting the dots.
"Oh, why hello there little pony." You hear another masculine voice say from all around you.
"Wha- who's there?!" You shout into the void only to get an answer from everywhere.
"Why it's me! The spirit of chaos itself!" You hear him say with a chuckle.
"D-Discord?!" You quickly say with a very frightened tone.
"My my, don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you. Just looking for a little chaos." You hear him say with a very noticeable amount of malice in his voice.
'Who the heck is this guy?' You think but almost immediately get your answer as if he heard your thoughts as a creature that looks like it came from Sid's room in Toy Story materializes in front of you.
"W-What are you doing here?" You hear yourself say as you take a step back.
"Why I am here to offer you a deal!" He exclaims with a grin on his face so massive he had to hold it up with his hands.
"W-What ever i-it is, I don't want it!" You shout while stomping a hoof.
"Really, not even a second chance at life?"
"W-What..." You are completely taken by surprise by his statement and are left speechless. Even dreaming you is somewhat surprised.
"Why, didn't you know? You died! I stopped you on your way to the great beyond to offer you a second chance! You should be thanking me." He says while giving you a fake pouting face and a few sniffles.
"I... I don't... what happened to me?" You hear yourself ask with a few tears rolling down your cheeks.
"You were struck by lightning!" He says before getting blasted by lightning and reforming right next to you in a hospital bed. "Then you were put in a coma on life support. You didn't make in the night." He says with a hint of sadness which seems to surprise your host.
"S-So what can you do about it?" You ask still shedding tears.
"Well, I can't send you directly back to Equestria, but I can send you to a universe that is linked to Equestria." He says while snapping his fingers and a globe of a planet forms floating above his talons. "This is called Earth, and should you choose to accept, this is where you will be sent, although... with a few minor changes."
"Why are you doing this for me?" You ask now realizing how absurd this is.
"Why it will benefit you and me alike! You get to live again while I get to have a little extra chaos!"
"But why do you need me? Why not just go there without me?"
"Well you see, I cannot just go there. I am bound to our dimension, but, that can be bypassed by simply having a pony in the dimension as well!" He says while squishing the globe between his hand and starts swimming through the air around you. "So, what do you say?"
"I... I-I'll do it." You say just wanting to be alive again.
"Alright then, just please sign on the dotted line." He says while a scroll with writing that gets progressively smaller to the point where it cannot be seen.
"But I can't even read it!" You say wondering if this is really the right decision. Your thoughts are cut short, however.
"Oh, it's just the usual mumbo jumbo." He says while waving his paw.
"But I don't have a quill?"
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don-" You stop after seeing the quill floating right next to you. "Fine fine, I'll sign the contract."
"Thank you, now we may begin." He says after you sign the line and the paper disappears right in front of you.
'This guy is nuts!' You think to yourself.
"Alright, let's begin. FOR FIVE SCORE-" He begins but cuts himself off. "Wrong story."
Hearing him say this just adds to the pile of confusion already crushing your brain.
"Ah whatever, I'll just do it the easy way." He says before touching your forehead with a glowing talon.
"What's supp- ARGH!" You scream in surprise at the amount of pain that suddenly took hold of your entire body. You are also surprised that you can feel every bit of pain as well considering that this is just a dream. You can't think properly as you convulse on the ground while the landscape around you fades to a perfect white. The pony in the dream is able to form one last partial thought before passing out from the pain.
"Wait, he can only go where ponies are so-"
"AHH!" You scream as you shoot up in your bed.
"Bro, you alright?" You hear Brock shout from the living room.
"Y-Yea, just a dream." You say while shakily getting out of your bed. You had never felt that much pain in your entire life. You thought it wasn't possible to feel pain in a dream, but that was just proven otherwise. Considering the recent event, you are basically on the borderline of throwing everything you ever knew about... well everything out the window.
Taking a look behind you, you see that your bed is soaked in sweat and your fur is also thoroughly soaked in sweat.
"Hey, you good?" You hear Brock ask from the doorway to your room with a worried look on his face.
"Yea, although I think I know why I am here now." You say taking a few breaths, still trying to slow your heartbeat.
"Really, that's great-" He starts saying but you quickly cut him off.
"Stop, just, wait. I wanna take a shower first and then we can talk. Also, what time is it?" You ask while taking a look around your room for a clock.
"It's 8:25 in the morning." He says while putting his phone back into his pocket.
"Alright, just let me shower first." You say while quickly striding past him and heading towards the bathroom.
After figuring out how to use a shower as a pony, which was considerably more difficult than you had thought even though your parents have a massive shower, you finally settle down on the couch, though still a little damp, on the opposite side of Brock.
"Alright, so there-" You start but are cut short by an all to familiar sound
*Grumble*
"Heh, could we talk about this over breakfast?" You trying to hide your embarrassment.
"Sure, I already ate so I'll get you something. What do you want?" He asks while getting up and heading towards the kitchen.
"Just some apple juice and haycakes." You say seemingly out of instinct.
He stops and then gives you a questioning look. "What are haycakes?"
"I-I don't know, that just felt natural. Plus, I hate apple." You respond while trying to think of why this would happen.
"Well, how about something I know of, like cereal with milk?" He asks while resuming his walk to the kitchen.
"Sure, that's fine." You say while hopping onto the only chair at the dining room table that was still pulled out.
"Alright, here you go." He says a few moments later while sliding a bowl of Captain Crunch and a glass of water in front of you.
"Thanks." You say as you pick the spoon up with your hooves and start shoveling the food into your muzzle.
"Ok, not that you got your food, why is this happening to you?" He asks while he takes the seat opposite.
Swallowing, you start your explanation. "Well, first..."
Canterlot Royal Palace
Princess Luna, princess of the night, was performing her nightly routine of protecting all her little ponies from their nightmares.
"No more nightmare in sight." She says while looking around the dreamscape. "We think that concludes our-" She cuts herself short as she feels another pony having a nightmare, although, this one feels so faint compared to the normal tugging sensation she got when a pony was having a nightmare. She looked in the direction she felt the nightmare coming from and was greeted by the smallest of white dots in the distance showing a pony's dream.
"Why is thy dream so distant?" She asks herself quietly as she starts flying towards the dream bubble.
After what felt like several hours of flying, galloping, and panting, Luna finally collapses on the ground having given up.
"AAAH!" Luna screamed out in frustration as she leaves the dream realm after not being able to get into a dream for the first time since she arrived back from her banishment.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Princess! Are you alright in there?" A lunar guard shouts from just outside the door.
"We are fine." Luna says as she falls back onto her big princess sized bed, staring at the stars through the window in her room.
"We must tell Tia about this..." Luna says with worry filling her mind. This was not normal she thought to herself.
Author's Note
Well, after some time I finally decided to do something somewhat productive. I am not good at dialogue in the old Canterlot voice so stick with me when Luna appears. Also, the only parts that will be written in second person are the ones from the perspective of our protagonist.
"Wait wait wait," Brock says while holding his hands up. "You're telling me, whoever you are now made a deal with... whatever it is you just tried to describe to me?"
"Yep." You say deciding to just give the short answer.
"Ok, that's great. We know who did this to you. Now, what the heck do we do?" He asks while holding his head and letting out a frustrated sigh.
"Well, I seem to be dreaming a lot. I used to never dream, so maybe it will tell me. These aren't normal dreams either." You say as you finish the last of your food.
Trying to explain something like that to someone who has no idea in the slightest what you are talking about is hard. Very hard. At first, he thought you were just joking, but you quickly reminded him that you are currently a talking miniature horse with wings. That sure seemed to shut him up for a while.
"Well, I would normally say alright, but, it's currently Saturday and we have school on Monday. Plus, your parents are going to come home eventually." He says while shaking his head.
"Well, that gives us the rest of today and tomorrow to try to figure this out." You say while getting off your chair and heading towards your bedroom. "Be a dear and clean my plate pretty please." You finish just as you shut the door to your room. You are still able to hear him sigh from the kitchen.
You walk over to your computer and decide to check your email. You haven't really done anything you normally do in the past day. Well, you're not really you anymore so...
After the tedious task of turning your computer back on, you open your email, which thank goodness is already logged in, and wait for it to load. "Hmm, I could go for some music right now." You say as you open Spotify while still waiting for your email to open.
After shoving an ear-bud into your new equine ears, which is actually strangely comfortable, you look back over to your email and see that it is now open.
"Hmm, let's see here..." You say to yourself as you look over the emails while attempting to scroll down. "Spam...spam...news...parents...sp- WHAT!?" You shout while instantly making sure that you read that correctly. Well, it turns out you sure did. "Oh no... it was sent last night..." You say to yourself while you move the cursor over the email.
"Bro, chill, what happened?" You hear Brock say from behind you.
"My parents sent me an email..." You say while just staring and praying that it doesn't say what you think it's going to say.
"Well, open it already." You hear Brock say once again from behind you, although now much closer.
"Here we go..." You say while clicking on the email.
*Preston55139@gmail.com
From: JsAndel7144@gmail.com
Subject: Hello?
Preston, why are you not answering your phone? We really need to talk. Something happened and we are coming home right away. We will be back around noon tomorrow.
Mom.
"Umm, Brock, what time is it?" You slowly ask.
"Well... it's-" He is cut off by the last thing you want to hear.
"Preston! We're home!" You hear your mother shout from the front door.
You and Brock just stare at each other having no idea what to do. The both of you look like a dear caught in the headlights. You should probably hide or something to maybe soften the blow, but nooooo, let's just stare at each other and wait for it to happen.
"Preston!" You hear her shout from just outside your door. "Preston! Where the he-" She immediately stops what she is about to say and just stares at you. She casts Brock a question glance, but her attention is almost solely on you.
You decide to break the ice, but she beats you to it.
"Umm, hello Brock. First, where is Preston, second, why is there a pastel horse in the house?" She asks with her eyes still glued to the sight of you.
"Well, Preston is in here and to answer the second question, he lives here." Brock says deciding to not directly say it.
"What do you mean? I don't see him. And wh-" It was at this moment that realization dawned on her. "T-that..." She shakily says while pointing a finger at me.
"Yep, it's me, Preston." You say with a smile on your face.
"W-wha..." She isn't able to finish her thought as she promptly faints right then and there.
"Honey, where *cough* *cough* where are you?" You hear your father say from the entrance to the house.
'Oh yea, I got to tell dad also... hopefully he doesn't rea-'
"What happened!?" Your thoughts are cut short as you hear your father at the door to your room.
"Well," You begin. "she fainted when I sta-"
*Crash*
"Well so much for a different reaction." You say to yourself as you walk over to their limp forms on the ground. "Hey, help me get them on the sofa and make sure they didn't hurt themselves." You say to Brock which snaps him out of his gaze.
"S-Sure." He responds after you break his staring contest with the wall.
After moving both your parents to the sofa in the living room and putting ice on their visible bruises, you and Brock sit down on the chairs on the other side of the sofa.
"Well, that could have gone better..." You say while letting out a sigh.
"Yea, maybe just a little." He responds.
"Oh shut up. Well, we don't want them to do something irrational, so what should we tell them when they wake up?" You ask while staring back over at their resting forms.
"Well, we tell them the truth and get their support. They should be able to help us especially since they would find out that you were missing pretty quickly." He says with a shrug.
"Yea, I guess so." You say, dreading the moment one of them wakes up.
Oh, how the universe loves you.
"W-What happened?" You hear your father say while rubbing his bruised arm and looking around.
"W-Who's there?" You hear your mother say while she starts looking around as well.
It only takes a moment for both of their gazes to meet you sitting on the chair opposite of them.
"Umm, hi?" You say having no idea what to do to keep them from passing out again.
They do nothing but stare at you. If stares could kill, you'd be a stain on the ground right now.
"Did it just talk..." You mother shakily says.
"Yes, and I'm not an it, I'm your son, Preston." You respond deciding to be blunt.
"Wha... ok, Brock, what's going on here?" Your father asks, turning the attention onto Brock.
"Well, what he, er she, just said is true. That is Preston. Although, now you have a daughter! Yay." He says while giving a little clap.
This does nothing but causes your parent's jaws to hit the floor. You were really hoping he would leave out the fact that your now a girl... well they would find out eventually. 'Wait! Do horses have periods!? Fuuuuuuuu-' You think to yourself as your parents are still busying picking their jaws back up off the floor.
"I-Is it true? Is that really y-you Preston?" Your mother asks while looking like she is on the brink of tears.
"Yea, it's me." You say after a moment's hesitation.
"N-Not y-you too..." After saying this, your mother starts sobbing into her hands while your father gets up and starts comforting her.
Her words register in your mind after a few moments. "Wait, me too?" You ask.
"Your... sister called us. That is why we came back." Your father starts. "She said that she woke up in the morning and was a horse like you." He pauses and just stares at the floor. "We didn't believe her until she video called us. I don't know how but she managed to call us. She is still inside her dorm room at college."
"Oh my..." Is all you can say to this. First you, now your sister? She has been gone since the start of the school year. It is her senior year of college at USF. 'How could this happen to her too? Is she getting dreams as well? Is she alright?' All these thoughts ran through your head until Brock spoke up.
"Uh, I don't mean to interrupt anything, but, if the same thing happened to her, where is she?" He asks, still sitting and taking in the scene unfolding before him.
"We wanted to come to check on you because you weren't answering your phone. Well, one of us will get her now." Your father says as your mother finally starts to calm down.
"H-How... w-why..." She says to herself, still crying into your father's shoulder.
"Shh, it's alright, everything is going to be alright. Let's get you into bed and you can rest." He says to her as he helps her to her feet. They start walking towards their bedroom. After a few minutes, your father reemerges and walks over to the couch, and sits back down with an obviously worried look on his face.
"When did this happen to you?" He asks.
"During school on Friday." You respond while rubbing your hoof over the armrest.
"Alright, why didn't you call us?"
"Well, all the stuff I had on me just kind of disappeared when I woke up in the school bathroom, including my phone."
"I see." Is all he says.
"Plus, I'm on the news." You say which seems to catch his attention. "When I woke up and came out of the bathroom, the bell rang when I was walking down the hallway. And as you can guess, lots of people recorded it." You say while letting out a sigh.
After you finish, your father got his phone out and one could pretty easily guess what he was up to.
"Wow, they really like you." He says with a small chuckle that quickly fades.
"Well, are you going to go get Elizabeth?" You ask starting to feel worried after remembering your sister is going through the same thing. She, however, is stuck in the middle of a college campus.
"I guess I'll leave now, we should be back in a few hours. Help your mother out alright? She was freaked out even more than she is now when she learned what happened to your sister." He says while rubbing his forehead.
"Alright, bye dad."
He gives you a little wave as he walks over to the front door before slipping his shoes on and exiting the house.
Letting out a sigh, you remember that Brock has been sitting next to you silently almost the entire time.
"Hey, you there Brock?" You ask while waving a hoof in front of his face which seems to do the trick.
"Hmm, oh yeah. Dang bro, your family is going through some weird stuff right now."
"No kidding, I'm still a little surprised how little my parents said. Well, my mom is basically speechless right now but my dad didn't say much."
"They seem to be taking this pretty well considering the circumstances." He says with a shrug.
"Well, considering my parents are back and they know, you don't have to stay here, you can go home if you want." You say while looking up to see him giving you a reassuring smile.
"I wouldn't leave you in a time like this. I'll help you fix whatever the heck is happening to you. I will have to go back to school though, but I can come after school and I have all of tomorrow." He says with a smile.
"Thanks, although, unless you want the couch, there is nowhere else to sleep." You say feeling a little disappointed he can't stay the night... wait what the heck are you thinking?
You very quickly bleach your mind of that thought.
"It's fine, I can just go back to my place, it's pretty close."
"Alright, well I'm gonna be on my computer." You say as you hop off the chair and start heading towards your room.
"I guess I'll see what you're up to." He says as he follows you.
After sitting down in front of your computer, you decide to search the internet to see if anyone else is experiencing similar effects.
Well, after a few hours of searching and finding absolutely nothing, you give up as you hear the front door open.
"We're back!" Your father exclaims but the noticeable clip-clop of hooves is what captures your attention.
You quickly get out of your seat and head to your door which leads to the hallway connecting to the front door.
As you enter the hallway, you notice the small pony, which you learned you're called, walking next to your father. As you look at her, she looks up and stares directly back at you.
"Elizabeth?" You say deciding to speak first.
"Preston?" She responds, she also seems pretty surprised by something else.
'Oh yea, girl voice now.' You think to yourself.
After that, both of you immediately rush over to each other and give each other a big hug. Well, try, hugging as a pony is very difficult especially when you try to do it standing on both legs. That resulted in both of you on your back before getting helped up by Brock and your father.
After exchanging a hug and a small chuckle, you decide that now is a good time to eat.
"Hey dad, could you make us something to eat?" You ask while looking up at him. Jeez, you really never took in how short you are now. You're no more than three and a half feet tall at most.
"Sure." He says before walking off towards the kitchen.
After a few minutes, your father sets down, whaddya guess, a salad in front of two seats, the other you are assuming is for your sister which turns out to be correct after she sits down in front of one of the plates.
After taking your seat, you notice that aside from a small chuckle and your name, which she basically whispered, you haven't heard her talk.
"So... how was the ride." You ask her.
After letting out a sigh and looking up at you, she says, "It was good."
"That's gre-" You stop yourself not believing what you heard. "Umm, could you say that again please?" You say with uncertainty.
"Good." Responds the very masculine voice.
Author's Note
And now there are two! Maybe more, who knows?
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