My New Lives as a Pegasus Pony in Equestria

Chapters

Chapter 1: A Stormy Night
Chapter 2: First Steps into Ponyville
Chapter 3: Finding His Place
Chapter 4: Adapting to Pony Life
Chapter 5: A Night of Nightmares

Chapter 1: A Stormy Night

Author's Note

Hey y'all, as I said in the previous story, this is my redone version of the previous one. More words, slight differences, and better grammar. Hope you'll enjoy it this time.

-SketchyP

Chapter 1: A Stormy Night

The neon lights flickered softly as Jaden Newman walked down the quiet, dimly-lit street. His long brown hair, cascading past his shoulders, swayed gently in the evening breeze. Dressed in his favorite black hoodie, white cargo joggers, and a black beanie, he made for an unusual sight against the mundane backdrop of the suburban night. A golden earring in his left ear caught the light from a passing car, glinting like a lone star.

Jaden, a 25-year-old brony since childhood, had always felt a connection to the characters and stories of My Little Pony. His love for the show provided a vibrant escape from the often monotonous reality of everyday life. Tonight, he was on his way to a local café for a late-night snack. The small establishment, tucked between a bookstore and a music shop, was a familiar haunt where he often spent his evenings sipping coffee and indulging in his favorite grilled cheese and fries.

As he pushed open the door, the warm air, tinged with the aroma of coffee and melted cheese, enveloped him. The café was quiet, with only a few other patrons scattered around. Jaden made his way to the counter, his sneakers squeaking softly on the tiled floor.

“Hey, Jaden,” the barista greeted him with a smile. “The usual?”

“Yeah, thanks,” he replied, taking a seat by the window. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through the latest My Little Pony fan art, marveling at the creativity of the community.

His order arrived promptly, the steam rising from the hot coffee and the gooey cheese stretching as he bit into his sandwich. As he ate, he glanced up at the television mounted in the corner. The local news was on, and the weather report caught his attention.

“A severe storm is approaching the area tonight,” the meteorologist warned, pointing at the radar image showing a mass of dark clouds. “Heavy rain and strong winds are expected. We advise everyone to stay indoors and avoid travel if possible.”

Jaden frowned, looking out the window at the sky. The dark clouds were already gathering, blotting out the stars. He finished his meal, paid his bill, and left a generous tip on the table. With a final nod to the barista, he pulled up his hoodie, bracing himself for the journey home.

The rain started as a light drizzle, pattering against the sidewalk and the leaves of the trees. Jaden walked briskly, the cool air nipping at his cheeks. The streets were almost empty, the storm keeping most people indoors. As the rain intensified, Jaden broke into a jog, eager to reach the safety of his home.

The drizzle quickly transformed into a downpour, the rain coming down in sheets and reducing visibility. Jaden’s glasses fogged up, and raindrops obscured his vision. He paused under the awning of a closed bakery, taking a moment to wipe his glasses and adjust his hoodie. The wind howled, and the street lights flickered, casting eerie shadows across the pavement.

“Just a little further,” he muttered to himself, pulling his hoodie tighter around his face. He resumed his journey, his sneakers splashing through puddles as he navigated the familiar streets.

The storm seemed to grow more intense with each passing moment, the rain now accompanied by flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder. Jaden’s heart pounded in his chest as he hurried along the sidewalk, the howling wind making it difficult to stay upright.

As he approached a four-way crosswalk, he skidded to a halt, momentarily losing his balance on the slick pavement. He slipped and fell hard onto the road, the impact knocking the breath out of him. Dazed and confused, he struggled to get up, but the wet ground and his soaked clothes made it difficult.

“Come on, Jaden, get up,” he urged himself, his voice barely audible over the storm. He managed to push himself onto his knees, but before he could stand, he heard the screech of tires.

A truck, its headlights blinding in the rain, careened towards him. Jaden’s eyes widened in terror as he realized he was in its path. He tried to scramble out of the way, but his movements were sluggish, his body unresponsive in the face of danger.

The impact was sudden and brutal. Jaden felt a jolt, then nothing. His world faded into darkness, the sound of the storm receding into the background. He drifted in and out of consciousness, snippets of his life flashing before his eyes — moments with his family, memories of watching My Little Pony, the joy of connecting with fellow fans.

As his mind slipped into oblivion, a strange sensation enveloped him. It was as if he were being lifted, carried away from the pain and chaos of the storm. The darkness around him grew deeper, yet there was a warmth to it, a sense of peace.

Time seemed to lose all meaning as Jaden floated in the void, his thoughts a jumble of past and present. He recalled the vibrant colors and magical landscapes of Equestria, the characters who had become his friends through the screen. He remembered the laughter, the adventures, and the lessons of friendship.

Gradually, the darkness began to lift, replaced by a soft glow. Jaden felt the warmth of sunlight on his face and the gentle caress of a breeze. He stirred, the sounds of a forest filtering into his consciousness — the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, the babble of a nearby stream.

With great effort, he opened his eyes, blinking against the brightness. He found himself lying on a bed of soft grass, surrounded by towering trees and vibrant flowers. The air was fresh and clean, a stark contrast to the stormy night he had left behind.

Jaden sat up slowly, his body feeling strangely light. He looked down at his hands — or rather, where his hands should have been. In their place were hooves, blue and glossy. He stared in disbelief, his mind struggling to process the transformation.

“I’m… a pony?” he whispered, his voice tinged with wonder and fear. He turned his head, catching sight of a pair of wings folded neatly against his sides. His hair, now a mane, was a blend of brown with magenta highlights, matching his tail. On his flank, a pencil symbol stood out, vibrant and clear.

Jaden’s heart raced as he took in his new form. He was in Equestria, transformed into the very thing he had admired from afar. The reality of his situation began to sink in, bringing with it a mix of emotions — excitement, fear, and a sense of profound curiosity about the journey ahead.

Jaden took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm his racing heart. He flexed his new wings experimentally, the feathers rustling softly in the breeze. The sensation was strange and unfamiliar, but not unpleasant. He tried to stand, wobbling slightly as he found his balance on four legs. Walking was another matter entirely; each step was a cautious experiment, as he struggled to coordinate his movements.

“This… this is real,” Jaden whispered to himself, his voice trembling with a mixture of awe and disbelief. He could feel the grass beneath his hooves, the sun warming his back, and the breeze ruffling his mane. There was no denying the vividness of his new reality.

As he slowly made his way through the forest, Jaden’s mind raced with questions. How had he ended up here? Was this some kind of dream or hallucination? He recalled the impact of the truck, the feeling of being lifted, and the warmth that had enveloped him. It all seemed so surreal, yet the forest around him was vibrant and alive.

He paused by a stream, his reflection rippling in the water. The pony staring back at him was both familiar and strange. The blue coat, the magenta-streaked mane, and the wings — they all matched his original character, Sketch, the one he had created and loved for years.

“This can’t be a coincidence,” he thought, a shiver running down his spine. “This has to mean something.”

Suddenly, a rustling noise in the bushes caught his attention. Jaden tensed, his ears flicking towards the sound. He turned slowly, his eyes scanning the underbrush for any sign of movement. His heart pounded in his chest as he remembered the various creatures of Equestria, both friendly and otherwise.

Before Jaden could react, a single pair of glowing green eyes emerged from the darkness, accompanied by a low, menacing snarl. Jaden’s eyes widened in alarm as a Timberwolf stepped into the clearing, its wooden body creaking ominously with each predatory step. Panic surged through him; he was in real danger.

Instinctively, Jaden began to back away, his hooves unsteady on the uneven forest floor. The Timberwolf advanced, its eyes fixed on him, teeth bared in a silent threat. Adrenaline flooded Jaden’s system, and he spun around, racing through the trees with the Timberwolf hot on his heels. His wings fluttered uselessly at his sides as he desperately searched for a way to escape.

Jaden’s heart pounded in his chest as he dodged branches and leaped over roots, the Timberwolf’s growls echoing behind him. Despite his fear, a part of him remained calm, recalling a scene from the show where the ponies outsmarted a Timberwolf by using the forest against it.

Spotting a sturdy branch hanging low, Jaden formulated a plan. He skidded to a halt, pivoted to face his pursuer, and grabbed the branch with his teeth, pulling it back as far as he could. The Timberwolf, caught off guard by his sudden stop, lunged forward.

Timing it perfectly, Jaden released the branch, sending it snapping forward with a loud thwack. The branch struck the Timberwolf squarely in the face. The impact was tremendous; the Timberwolf yelped in surprise as the force of the blow caused its wooden body to splinter and collapse. Twigs and branches scattered across the forest floor, the Timberwolf disintegrating into a pile of lifeless debris.

Seizing the moment, Jaden dashed past the broken remains of the Timberwolf, his legs pumping as he made a beeline for the forest’s edge. The sunlight grew brighter, and the trees began to thin, signaling his escape.

Breaking through the treeline, Jaden stumbled into the open, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He turned to look back at the forest, a mix of relief and exhilaration washing over him. The Timberwolf had been defeated, and the forest seemed less threatening now.

“I can’t believe that worked,” he murmured to himself, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His heart still raced, but the fear had given way to a sense of accomplishment.

As he stood there, catching his breath and marveling at his narrow escape, Jaden looked toward the quaint town of Ponyville in the distance. The sight filled him with a newfound determination.

“I don’t know why I’m here,” he thought, his gaze fixed on the colorful rooftops and bustling streets of the town. “But I’m going to find out.”

With renewed purpose, Jaden started toward Ponyville, his mind filled with questions and the promise of new adventures. The journey ahead was uncertain, but he was ready to face whatever challenges lay in his path.

Chapter 2: First Steps into Ponyville

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Chapter 3: Finding His Place

Jaden awoke to the gentle rustling of leaves and the soft chirping of birds in the trees above him. The morning sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled light on the forest floor. He took a deep breath, the air crisp and fresh in a way he’d never experienced back on Earth. For a moment, he simply lay there, absorbing the serenity of his surroundings.

As the memories of the previous day came flooding back, Jaden felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension. He was in Equestria, a place he’d only ever seen on a screen. The ponies here were real, the magic palpable. But with this realization came the daunting task of building a new life from scratch. He had no job, no money, and no idea how long he’d be here.

Pushing himself up, Jaden shook the leaves and twigs from his mane and stretched his limbs. Walking on four legs was still a new experience, but he was slowly getting the hang of it. His wings, however, were another matter. He hadn’t even attempted to fly yet, the idea both thrilling and terrifying.

He decided that his first priority was finding a way to support himself. Ponyville, though small, was bustling with activity, and surely there would be opportunities for work. With a determined nod, Jaden made his way back towards town, the forest gradually giving way to the well-trodden paths of Ponyville.

As he entered the town, the morning hustle was in full swing. Ponies of all colors and sizes were going about their business, some heading to work, others setting up shop in the marketplace. Jaden watched them, marveling at the variety and vibrancy of the community. He felt a pang of longing — to belong, to be a part of this world.

He wandered through the town, his eyes scanning for any signs of job opportunities. Eventually, he found himself outside the town hall, where a large notice board was mounted. Ponies occasionally stopped to read the notices or pin up new ones. Jaden approached the board, his eyes quickly scanning the various announcements.

There were advertisements for local events, notices about lost items, and several flyers seeking help with odd jobs. One in particular caught his eye: Help Wanted: General Assistance Needed at Town Hall. Inquire Within. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to get his hoof in the door.

Jaden took a deep breath and entered the town hall. The interior was warm and welcoming, with large windows letting in plenty of natural light. A receptionist, a friendly-looking mare with a light blue coat, greeted him with a smile.

“Good morning! How can I help you?” she asked.

“Hi, I’m Sketch,” Jaden began, using the name he had decided on the day before. “I saw the notice outside about a job here. I’m new in town and looking for work.”

The receptionist’s smile widened. “Welcome to Ponyville, Sketch! We’re always happy to have new ponies join our community. Let me check with Mayor Mare. She’s handling the applications for that position.”

As the receptionist disappeared into an office, Jaden took a moment to look around. The town hall was a hub of activity, with ponies coming and going, discussing various community matters. It was clear that Ponyville was a tight-knit community, and Jaden felt a flicker of hope that he could find his place here.

A few moments later, the receptionist returned, accompanied by a mare with a gray mane and a pair of glasses perched on her nose. “Sketch, this is Mayor Mare,” the receptionist introduced.

“Welcome to Ponyville, Sketch,” Mayor Mare said, extending a hoof. “I understand you’re interested in the job we have available.”

“Yes, I am,” Jaden replied, shaking her hoof. “I’m new to Ponyville and looking to contribute to the community.”

Mayor Mare nodded approvingly. “We’re looking for someone to help with general tasks around the town hall and the community. It’s a great way to get to know the town and the ponies who live here. Can you start today?”

Jaden’s heart leaped. “Absolutely!”

“Wonderful,” Mayor Mare said. “Let me show you around and introduce you to the rest of the team.”

Jaden spent the rest of the day learning the ropes at the town hall. He helped organize files, delivered messages to various departments, and even assisted with setting up a room for an upcoming town meeting. The work was varied and engaging, and he found himself enjoying the interactions with the other ponies.

As the day drew to a close, Jaden felt a sense of accomplishment. He had found a place where he could contribute, and he was beginning to feel like a part of the community. He thanked Mayor Mare and the other staff members before heading back towards the forest.

On his way, he stopped by a small stream to wash off the dust and grime of the day. The cool water was refreshing, and he took a moment to reflect on his first full day in Ponyville. It had been challenging, but also rewarding, and he was eager to see what the future held.

Back at his makeshift camp, Jaden settled in for the night, his mind buzzing with the events of the day. He thought about the ponies he had met, the work he had done, and the sense of belonging that was slowly growing within him. He was still a long way from home, but Ponyville was starting to feel like a place where he could be happy.

As the stars twinkled above and the sounds of the forest lulled him to sleep, Jaden felt a newfound sense of peace. He didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, but he was ready to face it with courage and optimism. In this magical land of friendship and harmony, he was beginning to find his place.

Chapter 4: Adapting to Pony Life

Jaden woke up with the sun streaming through the leaves of his makeshift shelter, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor. The air was cool and refreshing, filled with the sounds of birds singing and leaves rustling in the gentle breeze. For a moment, he lay still, taking in the serenity of the morning. It was hard to believe that just a few days ago, he was living a completely different life in a completely different world.

As he stretched and rose to his hooves, Jaden felt a growl in his stomach. He hadn’t eaten much since arriving in Equestria, and his body was starting to feel the effects of it. His first priority today, he decided, would be to find some food. He knew he wouldn’t be paid until the end of the week, and he had no bits left to buy anything. While he had been given a few bits in advance for his work at town hall, he had already used them on an apple and a small pastry during the first couple of days.

Jaden walked towards the stream where he had washed up the day before. The water was clear and cold, and he splashed some on his face to wake himself up. He drank his fill and then considered his options. Foraging seemed like the best bet for now. He had seen ponies in the show eating flowers and grass, and while the idea didn’t exactly appeal to his human sensibilities, he was willing to give it a try.

He wandered through the forest, keeping an eye out for anything that looked edible. He spotted a patch of wildflowers and decided to try one. Biting into the flower, he was surprised by the burst of flavor. It was sweet and slightly tangy, unlike anything he’d ever tasted before. Encouraged, he ate a few more, feeling a bit more satisfied.

After foraging for a while, Jaden decided to head into Ponyville to see if he could find more substantial food. As he walked through the town, he marveled at the vibrant activity around him. Ponies were going about their daily routines, chatting with each other, shopping, and working. It was a sight that filled him with a sense of belonging and excitement.

He made his way to the marketplace, where stalls were set up selling a variety of goods. The smells of fresh bread, fruits, and vegetables wafted through the air, making his stomach rumble. Jaden approached a stall that was selling apples. The bright red fruits looked delicious, and he decided to try his luck.

“How much for an apple?” Jaden asked the vendor, a large red stallion with a yoke around his neck.

“Two bits each,” the stallion replied with a friendly nod.

Jaden recognized him as Big Mac, the hardworking and soft-spoken older brother of Applejack. He fidgeted, unsure of how to explain his lack of money. Seeing his hesitation, Big Mac leaned over and selected a smaller apple, tossing it to Jaden.

“Here,” Big Mac said with a smile. “On the house, this time.”

Jaden caught the apple and grinned, grateful for the kindness. “Thank you, Big Mac. I promise I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.”

“Eeyup,” Big Mac replied, returning to his work.

As Jaden continued exploring the marketplace, he savored his apple. He watched the ponies around him, each engaged in their own tasks and conversations. The community was vibrant and lively, and Jaden found himself smiling as he observed the hustle and bustle.

The marketplace was filled with an array of sights and sounds that were both familiar and new. Ponies of all colors and types mingled together, their voices blending into a cheerful cacophony. Jaden noticed a unicorn mare haggling with a vendor over a basket of fresh strawberries, while a pair of pegasus foals chased each other through the crowd, giggling and flapping their tiny wings.

As the day went on, Jaden continued to help out at town hall. He sorted papers, ran errands, and even helped set up for an upcoming town meeting. The work was tiring, but it was also rewarding. He was getting to know the ponies in Ponyville, and they were beginning to know him. He was starting to feel like a part of the community.

During his breaks, Jaden would sit outside the town hall and watch the ponies pass by. He found himself fascinated by the variety of cutie marks he saw, each one a unique symbol of a pony’s talent and passion. He couldn’t help but wonder about the stories behind each mark, the journeys each pony had taken to discover their special talent.

As the week progressed, Jaden began to establish a routine. He would wake up early, forage for food in the forest, and then head into Ponyville to work at town hall. In the evenings, he would return to his makeshift camp, where he would spend his time reflecting on the day’s events and writing in his journal.

The journal he had been using was a simple notebook he found discarded near a park bench, likely forgotten by a foal. It was small and a bit tattered, but it served its purpose well. He filled its pages with descriptions of the ponies he met, the tasks he completed, and the moments of joy and wonder he experienced.

One evening, as he sat by the stream, Jaden decided to practice his writing with his mouth, a skill he was slowly getting the hang of. He held the quill carefully between his teeth and began to write, the ink flowing smoothly across the page.

“Day 5 in Equestria,” he wrote. “Today I met a pegasus named Thunderlane. He’s a weather pony, and he told me about the upcoming storm scheduled for next week. It’s fascinating to think about how the weather here is managed by the ponies themselves. I can’t wait to see it in action.”

As the end of the week approached, Jaden found himself eagerly anticipating his first paycheck. He had been careful with his bits, but he was looking forward to having a bit more to spend. He had his eye on a new journal he had seen at a stationery shop in town. It was bound in soft faux leather and had a beautiful quill design on the cover. Jaden had always loved writing, and he thought it would be the perfect way to document his adventures in Equestria.

Finally, Friday arrived. Jaden finished his work at town hall and was called into Mayor Mare’s office. She handed him a small pouch filled with bits and thanked him for his hard work.

“You’ve been a great help, Sketch,” she said with a warm smile. “We’re lucky to have you in Ponyville.”

Jaden felt a surge of pride and gratitude. “Thank you, Mayor Mare. I’m really happy to be here.”

As he left the town hall, Jaden felt a sense of accomplishment. He had found a place in this new world, and he was making a life for himself. He headed straight to the stationery shop and bought the journal he had been eyeing. It felt good to hold it in his hooves, and he couldn’t wait to start writing in it.

Back at his camp, Jaden settled in for the night, his new journal in front of him. He opened it to the first page and began to write.

“Day 7 in Equestria,” he wrote. “Today was my first payday, and I bought this journal to document my adventures. I’ve been in Ponyville for a week now, and it’s starting to feel like home. The ponies here are amazing, and I’m grateful for their kindness and friendship. I don’t know what the future holds, but I’m excited to find out.”

As the moon rose and the forest around him grew quiet, Jaden reflected on his journey so far. It hadn’t been easy, but he was finding his way. The challenges he faced were real, but so were the rewards. With a contented sigh, he closed the journal and lay down to sleep, the stars twinkling above him.

Chapter 5: A Night of Nightmares

The cool evening breeze rustled the leaves of Jaden’s makeshift shelter, creating a soothing melody that usually lulled him to sleep. But tonight, he tossed and turned on his bed of leaves, his mind unable to find peace. As exhaustion finally claimed him, his dreams plunged him back into the stormy night that had brought him to Equestria.

He was back on the street, the rain pouring down, soaking through his hoodie and blurring his glasses. The cold wind cut through him as he ran, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. His heart pounded as he approached the four-way crosswalk, the wet pavement shining under the flickering streetlights. He skidded to a stop but lost his footing, slipping and falling hard onto the road.

The sound of a truck’s horn blared through the night, and Jaden’s eyes widened in terror as he saw the headlights bearing down on him. He tried to scramble to his hooves, but his limbs felt heavy and unresponsive. The last thing he saw was the blinding light before everything went black.

But this time, the dream didn’t end there. Instead of the comforting darkness of unconsciousness, Jaden found himself in a cold, sterile room. The beeping of a heart monitor echoed through the space, each beep synchronized with the pounding of his heart. He tried to move but found his body restrained, the hospital bed beneath him feeling like a prison.

Jaden looked around, the bright lights overhead blinding him. Shadows moved at the edges of his vision, and he could hear muffled voices but couldn’t make out what they were saying. Panic rose in his chest as he struggled against the restraints, the beeping of the monitor growing faster and more erratic.

“Where am I?” he thought desperately. “What’s happening to me?”

Just as the panic threatened to overwhelm him, a soft voice broke through the noise, calming and reassuring. “It’s okay, Sketch. You’re safe now.” The voice was familiar yet strange, echoing with a warmth that he couldn’t place.

He tried to turn his head toward the voice, but the effort was too much. The world around him began to fade, the beeping of the monitor slowing as darkness crept in. He felt himself slipping away, the voice calling out to him, growing fainter with each passing second.

“Don’t be afraid, Sketch. You’re not alone.”

With a final gasp, Jaden was pulled back into the darkness, the hospital room and the voice disappearing as he tumbled through the void.

He awoke with a start, his heart racing and his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. The forest was dark and still around him, the only light coming from the stars overhead. He sat up, his body trembling as he tried to shake off the lingering fear from his nightmare.

The cool night air helped to clear his head, and he took a few deep breaths to steady himself. “It was just a dream,” he whispered to himself, though the memory of the hospital room and the voice still lingered in his mind. He looked up at the stars, their light a comforting reminder of the magic and wonder of Equestria.

As he lay back down, Jaden couldn’t help but wonder about the voice he had heard. It had felt so real, so close, like a friend he had known for years. “Was it just part of the dream?” he wondered. “Or is there something more to it?”

Sleep was elusive that night, his mind replaying the events of the nightmare over and over. He couldn’t shake the feeling that the voice was trying to tell him something, but he didn’t know what. As the hours passed, Jaden watched the stars slowly fade as dawn approached, his mind filled with questions and uncertainty.

The nightmare had shaken him, but it had also made him more determined than ever to find his place in this world. He knew he had a long way to go, but he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, no matter how daunting they might seem.

As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the trees, Jaden got to his hooves, shaking off the last remnants of his restless night. He had a new day ahead of him, and he was determined to make the most of it.