The first of the four men turned pony's to wake up, was Cruz.

Now a unicorn, his new body was comprised of a simple light grey coat, and a dark grey mane and tail.

He stood up with a gasp, immediately trying to locate the governor.

Ignoring the fact that his entire body felt strange, he took a gander at his surroundings, seeing that he was in some wooden room, with three ponies alongside him, the only other thing with them being a large black duffel bag.

Thinking quickly, Cruz went to reach his gun, but instead of feeling the familiar handle on his fingers, he felt... Nothing.

Not even his hands.

Finally looking down at himself, he didn't see his own human body, instead his eyes were met with that of a pony's.

He stayed unmoving for a few moments, trying to remain sane at the sight of this, the only sign that he wasn't a statue being his twitchy eye.

"Oh my god, this isn't real, is it?" A nearby voice spoke up.

Cruz turned left, the direction it came from, seeing another one of the three ponies with him.

This stallion had a white coat, wings, and a blue mane and tail.

He was currently trying to pinch himself, but because he only had hoofs now, he was basically just punching himself in the cheek.

"Hey!" Cruz yelled, making the other pony turn to face him.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"It's.. Connor" The stallion answered, feeling his face with his hoofs, still not believing what he was seeing.

"Does an assassination attempt on the new governor of Pennsylvania ring any bells?" Cruz asked, picking at straws, hoping to christ another human was in the same situation as him.

The other stallion looked surprised for a moment, before calmly responding.

"Yes, actually, I'm part of the Harrisburg PD" Connor responded. In his mind, this conversation would serve as a good distraction to all of this.

Cruz nodded, thinking of what the implications all of this meant.

"By any chance, do you recognize the name Michael?" He asked.

"Do you mean the teen with a revolver?"

"Yes"

"Oh... Who are you again?" Connor asked, wondering how this pony knew about the guy.

"I'm the governors bodyguard, and If we're both here, that must mean the governor and the civilian must be with us too" He said, gesturing to the two other sleeping ponies.

"Well, Wich one is wich?" Connor asked, as he attempted to stand up, immediately falling to the ground due to the unfamiliarity of his new body.

"GAH!"

"The governor would be me" A third voice piped up.

Cruz looked right, seeing a third pony.

This one, was actually the most normal looking one so far, as he didn't have wings, or a horn. And his coat was brown, with a black mane and tail.

"And by the way, we have names, Cruz. I think it'll be fine if we don't refer to each other as our titles for now, given the situation" Flynn said, gesturing to the inside of the cabin, and everyone in it.

"Yeah, making sure we're professional should probably be the last thing on our minds right now, I mean, look at us! We're horses for crying out loud!!" Connor exclaimed as he stood back up on wobbly legs.

"Maybe, but it could help in retaining our sanity, it's familiar to us after all" Cruz suggested.

"We seem to be fine at the moment, I'm surprised we haven't bashed our heads in yet" Flynn said with a laugh.

Cruz shook his head, saying "Then what about the kid? If the three of us are here then he must be too, how will he take this? I'm assuming not lightly"

Both Flynn and Connor looked down in thought. Cruz was right, they may be fine, well, as fine as they could be, but what about Michael?

"There won't be a problem, he's got us, we'll stick together until we can fix our situation and return home" Flynn said with a nod and a tap on the floor with his hoof, before standing up.

"So, let's wake him up, and discuss our next move" He said as he and the others turned to the fourth pony in the room.

...

"But, that's not him, right?" Connor asked, pointing his hoof at Micheal.

"It can't be" Cruz responded with an eye roll, as if he were pointing out the obvious.

"There's only one way to find out" Flynn said as they approached the pony.

This one, was by far the strangest of the four, as it wasn't even a male to begin with. She had a white coat, and a rainbow colored mane and tail, wich flowed from non-existent wind.

Adding to the bizarre, she had both wings, and a horn, and what appeared to be a tattoo of the sun, on her ass. And to top it off, she was noticably larger than the other three stallions.

Flynn gently shook her, hoping not to startle the pony too much.

It didn't work, so Cruz took it upon himself to do the job, by violently shaking the poor girl.

"Wake up!" He exclaimed, ignoring the angry looks he was receiving from the other two.

"Geez, chill man I'm waking up, I'm waking up" Micheal started to say, shaking her hoof at the three.

"I think I'm sick, and my throats probably clogged up cuz it's making my voice sound like I'm a girl so your gonna have to give me a brea-" She finished, finally opening her eyes, seeing the three other ponies Infront of her.

Now, the last thing Michael remembered before passing out was a pony attacking them, and now, there was three?

'Aw hell, I'm captured'

"AHH! No Americano no Americano! Puhh- Mexico! Yo de Mexico!!" She frantically exclaimed, hoping the semi lie would work.

"Calm down, it's me! Flynn Langley, new Pennsylvanian governor?" He said reassuringly, placing his hoof onto what he assumed to be her shoulder.

Micheal blinked a few times, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down.

"R- really?" She asked.

"Yes, we're the men you were with before... Well before whatever that red pony did to us that brought us here" Flynn responded.

"Oh, ohhh, jeezus christ, you guys scared the shit out of me!!" Micheal said angrily, forcefully coughing a few times.

"Why are you pony's anyway? The fuck happened?" She asked, trying not to laugh at the men.

"We're not sure, only that it happened to all of us" Flynn responded.

"Wait, all of us?" Micheal asked as she looked down at herself, seeing her new body.

And promptly passing out.

Thunk!

One hour later...

Micheal cracked open her eyes, spotting the same three ponies from before now rummaging through a duffel bag.

"Goddamit, that wasn't a dream- Shit!" She exclaimed as one of her back legs shot backwards in a kick, leaving a hole in the wall.

The three aforementioned ponies turned to her.

"Yep" Connor said with a sigh.

"Ughhhh, this is bullshit" Michael spat out as she stood up, getting used to her new body much faster than the other three.

Playing horsey with multiple of your lil cousins at every family gathering does that to a man.

'That was awfully quick' Cruz thought to himself as Michael walked up to them.

"Where'd the bag come from?" She asked, pointing at the back with her hoof.

"We're not sure, it was just with us" Flynn responded.

Micheal nodded, asking "Weird, is there anything inside?"

"Strangely, our state flag, a large amount of ammo, a note, and the weapons we had on us before blacking out are the only contents of the bag" Cruz responded.

"And the gist of the note? Apparently it was written by the pony that brought us here in the first place. It says that were here to fix... His home? I guess? Whatever that means. And! That if we possibly want a way to return to our home, it's by doing that" Connor added in.

Micheal had a blank look on her face.

"Fucking what? WHAT?! Dude what is going- I'm actually about to crash out bro" Michael whined out as she began pacing around the room.

She looked to the front door, asking "And do we know where we are?"

Flynn shook his head, saying "Sadly, no. Door is locked, there's no windows in this room, no clock, we don't know anything"

Micheal scowled at the answer.

"Screw it, I'm breaking that bitch down" She said, backing up.

"Wait" Cruz said, interrupting Micheal's epic plan.

"As much as I would love to get the hell out of here, we don't know what could potentially wait for us behind that door. For all we know, more violent sentient equines are outside, waiting for us to break out"

Micheal stared at Cruz, who stared back.

Then Connor, he shrugged.

Then Flynn, who nodded.

Then, back to the door, before she let out a groan.

"Fuck me"

Thirty minutes later

The four ponies were sitting in a circle, discussing... Well...

"You think the guns and ammo are to pop ourselves?" Micheal asked, trying, and failing to maneuver her hoof to hold her revolver.

"Na, we wouldn't have gotten this much if that were the case" Connor responded.

"Well, we are pony's now, maybe they expect us to miss a few times" Micheal said.

"There not for suicide. We're supposed to fix our attackers home, remember?" Flynn piped up.

"And what is that even supposed to mean man?! We don't even know where the fuck we are or what type of problem this place has!!" Micheal exclaimed, exasperatedly waving her front hoofs over infront of herself.

Just then, all four heard movement from outside the room, their heads snapping towards the door, wich was now being unlocked.

"Ah hell naw!" Micheal screamed as all four practically sprinted to the opposite end of the room.

"Connor, next to me. Flynn and Michael? Behind" Cruz ordered.

"Be with us, baby jeezus" Micheal prayed.

The door opened, revealing another pony.

It was a mare, with a dark blue coat, a light blue mane and tail, and a black equal sign cutie mark on her flank.

She had a large, unnatural looking smile plastered on her face, not dropping it even as she said "Oh! Your awake! Good, will you please follow me?"

The four ex humans looked hesitant to follow, but eventually did, seeing as to how this would be the only way to gather more information on their current situation.

They took a step forward, before the mare stopped them, pointing at Michael.

"Starlight glimmer only asked for you. The rest will stay here"

The four stayed unmoving for a moment.

"Yeah fuck that" Micheal said as she returned to the opposite wall.

Cruz squinted his eyes at the mare, already getting tired of the obvious fake smile on her face.

"Who is Starlight glimmer? And why did she specifically ask for Micheal?"

"She's the founder of our town! And as to why she asked for her? Isn't it obvious? She just wants to know what brought Princess Celestia over yonder!" The mare enthusiastically responded.

"I'm sorry, princess who?" Connor asked with a chuckle as he turned towards Michael.

She was not amused.

"Bruh. I'm not even a girl for more than FIVE hours and I'm already getting called princess?! I'm gonna fucking-" She complained as Flynn moved forward, patting her side, motioning her to lower her neck.

"Listen, Michael, I think you may have to go"

"WHAT?! Are you seeing that girl Mr governor?! Micheal whispered, gesturing to the pony at the door.

"She still hasn't dropped that fake ass smile! That's some serial killer shit right there man"

Flynn sighed.

"I know, but you'll have to go meet whoever this, Starlight glimmer is. If we try to protest, they may drop the nice act and become violent" Flynn started to say as he placed a hoof on Michael's shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll do everything we can to find out if we can escape from this place, as fast as we can" He finished as the two stepped back.

Micheal looked at the mare, then back at Flynn.

"Ghhh- FUCK! Alright, alright I'm going" She said, approaching the mare, as she was led outside of the room.

Once the door closed, Connor turned to Flynn, asking "So, what now?"

Flynn gestured at the duffel bag.

"Now? We have to figure out how to work those weapons"

"This is so stupid bro..." Micheal whispered through gritted teeth.

She was following the blue mare, passing by dozens of ponies with the same smile, and equal sign on their ass.

Even worse, they were at what seemed to be a desert of sort.

'This sure ain't Pennsylvania...' She worriedly thought.

Her worries were only amplified by all the stares and whispers she was getting by everybody.

They kept referring her as Princess, and celestia.

"Hey! I know I'm taller than all of you but that's no reason to ogle!!" Micheal exclaimed as she shook her head.

"Creepy bastards"

The two eventually reached the final house of the village, with the mare opening the door and leading Micheal inside.

"Starlight glimmer? The princess is here" She said, stepping outside, and shutting the door, leaving Micheal alone in the building.

...

'I hate this' She thought to herself as the door to a room in the house opened.

And out walked, another mare.

This one was more colorful, and a unicorn too.

She had a light pink coat, and a purple mane with a cyan highlight, plus the same black equal sign mark Micheal's been seeing on everyone.

'What is up with that?'

"Ah! Princess Celestia! You're awake, good, no-"

"That's not my name" Micheal interrupted.

"W- what?"

"Princess Celestia, not me, don't know why you weirdos keep calling me that, I'm not that cute, chill"

Starlight raised an eyebrow.

'Does the princess has amnesia? Now, that could work...' She thought to herself as small grin adorned her face.

Author's Note

Merry Christmas, bozos. Have a shorter chapter.

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