What's going on, and why do I feel fabulous?

Chapters

Waking up feeling "fabulous".
Living the "good" life.
My "bestest" friend.
"Fun" in the Shower.
No, I'm not "okay".
Unexpected Complications.
Songblocked.
Mind Gazing.
The Unexpected Plot Twist.
Epilogue...?
Conversation with "Myself".

Waking up feeling "fabulous".

I woke up to the sound of my phone alarm, man was it loud! I tried to ignore it but it kept ringing keeping me away from my peaceful sleep.

“I’m Nick” I thought as the phone kept ringing, I said that directing it to the phone, it was obviously doing it on purpose, and it needed to acknowledge my existence before being punished, so I went with the logical solution; I smacked the phone.

I was surprised to hear a crack and looked at it, the screen was cracked from top to bottom; the phone was dead, I had murdered it. I groaned at this, I didn’t have the energy to walk, or rather I didn’t want to make the short walk downstairs to get my keys and get on the car, or maybe it was laziness, oh, wait, that’s the same thing.

In any case the sound had gone away.

“Oh great, now I have to get up.” I said out loud but I realized my voice sounding a little high pitched. Not only had I broken my phone, but I was sick. “Isn’t this day turning out nicely?” I thought sarcastically before deciding to get up since I was awake already and I felt the need to relieve myself with a quick trip to the bathroom.

I rolled off to the edge of my bed, but as I tried to sit on the edge, I ended up falling, and I have to say, it hurt, my rump was in pain and I was not gonna have it. I rolled and tried to stand on my hands, emphasis on ‘tried’ as I fell myself slip, I tried to stand on my knees but found that I couldn’t for some odd reason, maybe my knees were asleep.

“Ok, now I am getting scared.” I said out loud and heard the same high pitched voice. I realized that I was sicker than I thought and I became deadly worried, I was about to put my hands on my face in desperation but stopped and looked at what was in front of me: Hooves, yes, I had hooves.

“This is not happening, this is a dream.” I said in the same sick voice that my mind was beginning to clue me on by telling me You are not dreaming. I pushed the thought aside seeing how useless it was, I mean, who could even believe this, so I decided to try testing if I was dreaming.

“Ouch!” I cried out in pain after I so foolishly face hoofed myself hard enough to bring me back to reality and my situation; I was a pony and the pain that I felt by my eyes was proof of that, unless I had somehow been drugged, but I quickly took that theory away, I had spend the previous night on my laptop watching pony videos, not doing drugs, because drugs are bad.

Now there were two thoughts running through my head at this point. One, I was a pony and I should be freaking out, but that was solved by my second thought, which was me being a closet brony and constantly reading fan-fiction based on it, which probably helped ease this. (don’t judge me okay?) My mind was in the state of excitement and sheer terror. It was a very fine line.

A new thought crossed my mind: I had to find out what kind of pony I was, and the only way to do that was to look at a mirror, and the only mirror was in the restroom which was a 5 second walk from my current position. “You have got to be kidding me.” I groaned.

A new problem arose of course. “How do I stand?” I said in my whiny voice, the voice sounded familiar and I seriously hoped my hunch wasn’t correct.

I pushed myself up using my four limbs, it was just like learning to walk all over again and I hated it, I put my left-back leg forward. “Huzzah! I have conquered the first literal step in my journey!” Then I put my right-leg forward and fell straight on my snout.

“Jesus Christ! That hurt!" I yelled out in a very high pitched voice, I shuddered at that and was glad I was alone or I would have to have a very awkward explanation to give, I nursed my snout carefully before moving on.

I fell more times than I can count, but I had managed to get my center of balance and moved more at ease. I stood in front of the sink, thankful that I slept with my doors open, (it wasn’t because I was scared of the dark, you know?) I readied myself and did a slight jump and held onto the edge of the sink, I managed to stay on but I had my eyes closed as I ‘looked’ at the mirror, I calmed down, and opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was my skin (coat?) was white, and then I noticed my eyes, those were huge, and female noticing those eyelashes sticking out. I tried to keep my uneasiness away from the fact that I wasn‘t only a guy anymore, but a female pony. The next detail I noticed was the horn sticking out of my forehead, or should I say ‘her’ forehead, and her head, had a luscious mane that simply yelled “fabulous”.

I fell myself panic, I was not only a pony, but a mare, and not only a mare, but the most annoying pony I could have the displeasure of becoming and I cursed my earlier hunch.

I was Rarity. I looked at my ’her’ flank and saw the three diamonds cutie mark placed upon my coat, I closed my eyes and opened them again, just to see it there once again, an act that only made the fear part take over.

Now, being the manly man I was, I did the only reasonable thing that any other man would have done if he were stuck in my own position.

I passed out.

Hello guys, this is just a story to let some steam out, mostly on the character here, I wrote it on a whim and I was gonna use this for a group under a very predictable name, but I think I will make it my own project now.

That means don't expect me updating often for this.

Living the "good" life.

In hindsight, fainting wasn’t a very manly thing do.

I groggily found myself awake and as I began questioning my surroundings, my current situation comes crashing down on me.

‘You are Rarity.’

Brain, sometimes I hate you.

I steadily got on my feet (hooves) and was about to go back to bed, I thought I might as well considering it to be a dream, there is no way that such a cliché of fan fiction could actually happen to me, right?

As I slowly made my way to the door, I stopped and remembered the reason I had gotten up to begin with.

“I need to go take a whiz.” I chuckle at my own words, hearing that in Rarity’s voice sounded incredibly dirty, but in all honesty it wasn’t making it any easier to accept my new found gender, and unfortunately I would have to accept it now.

I cursed to the ceiling in my bathroom and quickly brought myself to think. ‘How do women go to the bathroom?’

“They sit on the toilet” I reply to myself. ‘Hurray, 10 points for my basic knowledge of women.’ I mockingly congratulated myself.

I stared at the accursed toilet and I was relieved to find that the cover of the seat is up, that’s one awkward moment avoided.

Having figured out how to approach it, I backed up into the toilet and lifted my rump into the air with a little jump from my hind legs, landing with a soft thud on the seat. Seeing as any dignity that I might have had was gone, I decided to “go with the flow” so to speak.

The feeling of release filled my entire body and I found myself sighing in relief as soon as it finished, I lifted my rump once again, of course, I didn’t realize that the combined weight of it and the rest of my body would push me forward making me land on my snout once again.

I layed on the floor rubbing the ouchie from my snout, and found myself on my hooves easily enough, trotting along had become easier with practice, and I found my way back to my room, of course, as soon as I made it inside, a very sensible question came to mind.

“Why am I a pony?” I asked myself in my now familiar bitchy tone.

Growl. Says my belly-that-it’s-not-really-mine obviously angry at its lack of food, apparently it didn’t want me to think till it had been satisfied, I decided to ignore my situation until my borrowed stomach was happy.

I made my way outside the room and found myself face to face with every human-turned-pony’s first real enemy.

“The stairs.” I glare and acknowledge them in an overly dramatic fashion. It isn’t a long fall, but jumping is still out of the question. ‘I could seriously ruin my hair!’

“I’ll pretend I didn’t think that.” I said in deadpan.

Then, my brain had an idea. ‘I don’t hate you anymore brain.’

I layed down on my belly and slowly, slid down the steps, my stairs aren't very steep and the rug stopped me from going too fast, soon, I found myself at the bottom. Of course now I had to figure out a way to go up, but I would deal with the problem when I needed to.

I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge using my mouth, and I don’t know how the ponies do it, but the handle tasted horrible, I will never know how they have managed to live with such shortcomings. Anyway I checked the fridge and looked for what I had saved up and found the Mc. Donalds box containing my ever delicious meaty goodness.

I opened the box and stared at the burger, it was a simple Big Mac but carefully looking at it, one of the fandom’s theories came to mind. ‘Ponies can’t eat meat’

I closed the box and took it to the small coffee table in my living room where I began my intelligent in-depth internal debate about the morals of a pony eating meat.

“Do I eat it? Or not?” okay, maybe not as in depth as I expected.

I opened the box once again and dropped the burger on the table, I approached it slowly and gave it a very small bite, just barely ripping a part of the burger, then I followed to savoring and masticating what could potentially be a delicious burger and a crime against all pony kind, or be a disgusting experiment that would scar my mind and make me never want to eat the stuff again, then again, this option would also be a crime against all pony kind so it was a lose-lose situation anyway.

Against whatever pony morals I had just acquired, my eyes began tearing up dramatically and there was only one thing to say.

“This isn’t bad at all!” I said in my best Rarity impression, which came easily due to the circumstances at hand (hoof, yes, I know), in hindsight, maybe eating meat wasn’t my best idea ever, but decided to make it a one time thing and made my way to the burger on the table, it would be a one time only, and it would stay my secret.

I reluctantly dug into the rest of the burger, and after finishing my incredibly taboo breakfast, I decided to wash it off with water, but I realized that the faucet was too far for me to reach, so I gave up my quest and instead grabbed a soda from the fridge using my mouth.

I quickly realized that very strong pony teeth + can = messy floor.

“This is just great!“ I whined sarcastically and looked up to see a rag hanging from a hook on the wall, forgetting the drink, I tried to find something to get it down but then I remembered that I was a magical unicorn from a little girl‘s show and face hoofed at my lack of attention.

I concentrated on the rag picturing the magic inside me grabbing it, after a few tries I found myself getting a headache instead and the rag staying in place untouched. I huffed angrily at my lack of magical ability, when another fan theory came to mind. ‘The magic comes from the unicorn’s horn.’

I once again closed my eyes and focused on my horn, I felt a tingle and pictured the magic grabbing the rag and bringing it in front of me, I opened my eyes to see the rag floating in front of me causing me to break concentration and making said object fall on the floor.

“I did it!” I exclaimed cheerfully and considered the possibilities of my newfound abilities.

“I could help cure diseases, or I could help those in need as a superhero!” but then my mind raced and other options came to mind.

“Or… I could be a force to be reckoned with! I could start a new world order! Unicorns with human minds, just think of the possibilities! I could be kind of like a God!”

I proceeded to laugh maniacally for a few seconds but I shuddered at the sound of my voice, it wasn’t worth it if I had to stay as a mare for the rest of my life.

“It would have been too much work anyway.” I shrugged and made my way to the stairs and cursed my past self for leaving me to solve my own problems..

“Fu-” I began but was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.

“Nick, I’m ho-” the girl that had begun, but stopped when she noticed me by the stairs.

“…ck?”

Another chapter for you guys to hate, I honestly have no idea where I am going with this story, at all.

My "bestest" friend.

She stared at me for what could have been forever, then again it could have only been a minute but my phone was broken so who was I to say what was right?

She kept staring and it was making me uncomfortable, then I noticed her face changing from a look of confusion, to one of shock, and finally to one of understanding.

Another fan theory came to mind, and I began to think of her next move, she would either a) ‘knock me out‘, b) ‘run away‘, c) ‘run away and/or call some sort of authority figure‘, or d) ‘be her brony self who would be amazed by my pony self then would begin showering me in praise and adoration‘.

Okay, the last one wasn’t too likely, but I could hope.

She approached me slowly and crouched in front of me, of course, the words that came out of her mouth nearly threw me off balance.

“Nick, what the hell did you do?”

Ok, she went rogue and picked e) ‘None of the above’, I was impressed so I voiced it in a very articulated manner.

“Holy fucking tits, how did you know!?”

I may have been shocked, but I actually knew why she had known.

Jacquelynn was a woman who always took a delicate situation and turned it around on to her advantage, she could figure something out if she had enough information, she usually used trickery to get herself ahead but hey, it worked. There was an urban legend that said that she made a cop that pulled her over cry… Actually, it wasn’t a legend, but it was an urban story that I had been part of since I was with her.

In any case, she had known that it was me, and honestly, that scared me.

“Interesting…” she proceeded to grab my ears and go through my mane, then moved her hand softly against my coat stopping to touch the hairs on my flank that I assumed to be from Rarity’s cutie mark. Without the proper context the motions would be confused for a bad clop-fic.

Then she moved her hand down and managed to touch my no-no area.

Forget what I said, this had turned into a bad clop-fic.

“Eek!” I closed my eyes and yelped with obvious embarrassment and horror at the touch, I felt a tingle on my horn and soon heard a sound coming from the nearby wall, I had realized too late that I had subconsciously used my magic to toss Jacquelynn, she laid on the floor knocked out, thankfully there was no blood, but I felt a bit guilty.

“I’m sorry…” I apologized to my friend, she probably heard me because she slumped her head in response, I had to take that as a yes.

Okay, I didn’t really feel sorry, I mean, she had just sexually assaulted me.

'It's gonna be a long time for me to recover from my mental scarring, too bad there are no unicorn counselors.' I thought and slightly shuddered at the mental image of an insane pony asylum .

I stared at my assailant and moved closer, she didn’t seem to move actually and I felt a very conflicted outburst coming..

“Oh no, I killed her! Oh woe is me! How will I survive in prison! They will break me on the first day! Whate- Oh, she is alive.”

Jacquelynn slowly came to and threw a glare at me as soon as her eyes opened, next thing I knew I was in the floor.

“YOU BITCH!” Did I mention she was my bestest friend?

“Hey! (she smacked me) in my defense! (she smacked me again) I was sexually assaulted! (she slapped me yet again, she is a bitch).” I muttered between slaps trying to justify my unconscious murder attempt.

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" she replied not stopping her slaps.

After slapping me one more time, she moved herself to the wall, her eyes never leaving mine, so I closed them.

‘That ought to teach her.’ I thought.

“Ouch!” I opened my eyes to see Jacquelynn standing in front of me, her hand in the air after having hit me yet again..

“Are you gonna tell me what happened to you?” she asked me with what I swear could be concern.

“What do you… Mean…?” I looked down and stared at my hooves, it hit me like a brick to the face and I remembered that I was Rarity, and that I was a mare, and that I was Rarity, and that I wasn’t even human anymore.

And did I mention I was freaking Rarity!?

I felt tears running down my cheeks and I fell on the floor, I was picked up and moved to the couch by Jacquelynn, I looked up and saw her eyes, there was a warm smile on her face so I smiled back.

(slap) I should have seen that coming.

“Snap out of it, crying won’t get you anywhere.” she snapped

“B-but, it’s so haaard!” I hated Rarity’s tone but I just couldn’t help myself.

“Dude, come on, we’ll get you back to normal!” she said trying to comfort me, but I wasn’t gonna believe that.

“You are just saying thaaaat!” I whined to her, any masculinity I had left just went out the window with that line.

She stared at me with a smile on her face, then that turned into full blown laughter, all I could do was sob loudly, and her laughter wasn’t calming down.

“Dude, please stop, you are killing me! You did one of my favorite whines from the show!” I instantly stopped my crying and proceeded to stare icily at her, ironically enough, her favorite character was Rarity, if it had been anyone else, I would have ended our friendship, (I don’t have issues, ok) but she made some mean omelets, and to a smaller degree she was my best friend who was a girl who I could tell secrets to without the unnecessary hassle of being on a relationship, or having to spend time with other people.

“You are the worst kind of person.” I told her, but she just stared at me again giving me an apologetic look.

“You know, it’s not fair, you are too cute so I can't get mad.” I just stared at her in disbelief.

“I… I don’t know you anymore.” I responded, then I looked at the stairs and sighed in defeat before asking.

“A little help, please?” I pleaded giving the best puppy eyes I could muster.

“Only if you do my favorite outburst!” she replied with a smug look.

“…”

There was only one thing on my head at that moment.

‘Murder doesn’t sound like a bad idea right now’

Author's Note:

Brain cells may have been harmed in the making of this chapter.

"Fun" in the Shower.

‘Maybe if I “accidentally” tripped and I somehow pierced her with my horn I could file it as an accident.’

“Don’t you dare try anything, just do what I say and I‘ll get you upstairs.“ she replied as if she had read my mind.

‘Wait, what if she did?‘ I shrugged the thought away and remembered that if she was a mind reader she would have blackmailed me over my dark secrets.

‘Heck know I have loads of those’ I shook my head and went back to the topic at hand.

She had been obsessed with that outburst for months, ever since she watched the episode “A Dog and Pony Show“, she had rewatched the outburst itself whenever I was home and nearby, it was specially bad because she knew I hated it, she had stopped, but thanks to my new body, her obsession was back.

Only my master plan could get me out of this mess.

“I’m gonna pee on the floor! You don’t want me to do that do you?” ‘Man, I’m a genius.’

“Quit your whining and do as I say.” she replied in annoyance.

‘Oh no, she didn’t.’

“Excuse me? Did you just say I was complaining?” I wasn’t gonna let that go easily and she smirked at me with obvious malicious intent, she did that a lot.

“Yes, I did. Your bitching isn’t gonna get you anywhere.” she mocked me again.

I snapped.

“You want real bitching!? This is biiitching! Ohhh why aren’t you taking me upstaiiirs, it’s not so haaard. Come ooon I’m gonna piss myself on the flooor and then you are gonna have to clean iiit! Then it’s gonna stink up the plaaace and all because you wouldn’t take meee!

She covered her ears trying to tune out my sudden outburst, she didn’t seem to want me to re enact that for her anymore.

“STOP YOUR BITCHING!”

“But I thought you waaanted biiitching!” I whined in response.

She looked at me with wide eyes and quickly took me to my room, I felt satisfied that I had made her take me there, but as she set me down on the bed she began looking at me with worry.

“Is there something on my face?” I asked confused.

“Don’t you feel there is… Something wrong with you?” she asked hesitantly grabbing my withers forcefully, that really hurt.

“I can’t feel my hands, if that’s what you are asking.” I replied truthfully, but she looked at me as if I was crazy.

‘Did I say something wrong?’

She sighed and left the room, making me feel lonely and unwanted. Or maybe that was just me exaggerating.

I climbed off the bed and went to the restroom, turned out that I did need to take a piss, I made it to the bathroom and after I did my business, I sniffed the air and noticed a smell coming from my body.

Rarity smelled like a horse.

I decided to take a shower and was about to get my clothes, but I realized that being a pony I could just get out naked.

I looked at the shower and gulped, but then I remembered I had black magic to turn the water on, I concentrated and moved the knob causing the water to fall on the tub.

“STOP” Jacquelynn stood at the door looking at me with bedroom eyes.

Okay, I don’t know what bedroom eyes are but she stared at me funny.

“You are going to take a shower?” she asked rhetorically, but if she hadn’t I would have made fun of her. I did anyway.

“No, I’m going to take a shower.” I replied mockingly.

‘Oh, wait.’

She rolled her eyes and made her way inside the restroom closing the door behind her and approached me kneeling beside me, I felt a chill run through my spine and tried backing up but the tub stopped me on my hooves.

“Need… Any help?” she asked giving me a smile, I was scared, she never smiled for no reason. Never.

I grimaced and moved my eyes side to side trying to think of something to get me out of the situation, so I tried to be subtle.

“No, there is no way in hell I’m letting you help me take a bath you crazy lady.” I replied calmly.

‘Hey, I said tried.’

She glared at me and stormed out huffing and slamming the door on her way out, I sighed in relief and mentally thanked myself for my quick thinking, I looked back at the flowing water and fixed it with my magic to a tolerable temperature, after I was sure the water was good, I made my way in, as soon as I did, I tripped, I tried getting up and I tripped again… And again.

“Dammit!” I yelled in anger, I tried turning myself in the shower but the small tub size let me incapable of stretching my limbs, in hindsight, having something to keep me from tripping might have been a good idea.

The water kept hitting my rump but at least it was warm so it felt comfortable, I moved my tail up and lifted my rump, I decided to let the water get me cleaned up a bit more, and it felt good… Perhaps too good.

“Eep!” I squealed and jumped slightly at the odd feeling causing my hind leg to hit the drain stopper causing it to fall and making the tub slowly fill up.

‘Oh, boy.’

I was in danger, I cursed my luck since I owned a tub that had no overflow plate, I began panicking and struggling as the water was raised, then I remembered someone that could help me.

“Jacquelynn!” I shouted in panic.

She quickly made her way to the restroom and noticed what was happening giving me yet another smug smile, she seemed to do that a lot nowadays.

“Help!” I cried out to her hopeful.

“Naaah.” she replied and began heading for the door.

“Dude, come on!” I heard the panic in my voice but I didn’t bother to hide it, certain death does that to you.

“I can’t die just yet! I still haven’t caught them all! Not to mention I haven’t killed George Lopez yet! And I can’t die before becoming the greatest fashion designer in Equestria!”

‘Wait, what was that last one again?’

I felt myself being lifted out of the tub and put down on the floor, I looked up and saw Jacquelynn closing the water flow, then she moved her head and stared at me with the same wide eyes from earlier.

“Nick, what’s happening to you?” she said barely a whisper.

I looked back on what I had said and gasped, I had mentioned that I was going to be a fashion designer! Me, the manli- ok, maybe my argument wasn’t really valid when I was the girliest of girliest ponies that ever existed, but I was concerned.

“I… Don’t know.” I replied and looked at my hooves, I had wasted the day and not even once did I question how I had transformed, I needed to get my priorities straight.

“Dude, you smell like wet horse.” Jacquelynn commented looking at me with a weak smile.

I felt the dampness on my fur and agreed, I did have to get my priorities in order, but that could wait.

‘Maybe after an actual shower.’

No, I'm not "okay".

“Discord?”

“Isn’t that a bit too obvious?”

“Right… Nightmare Moon?”

“Dude, you mean Princess Luna?”

“Oh, right…”

As Jacquelynn helped me with my bath, we kept coming up with things to blame over my sudden transformation to an equine, so far we only had obvious choices, but then my brain had an idea and I passed it along to Jacquelynn.

“King Sombra?”

Both of us stood silent pondering on my choice.

“Ha!” we both snorted mockingly.

"Maybe we should save this till after your bath." she said still smiling.

"Sounds like a plan." I agreed.

She scrubbed my body quickly, this time being careful not to have an "accident" like earlier, she then moved the watching cloth to my face and scrubbed forcefully, I gave out a pained moan but to no avail, she then moved it to my ears and slowed down making the area tickle slightly, then, she finally moved the cloth to my horn and began scrubbing it.

“Woah… It feels weird…” I noticed out loud.

“Really?” she began rubbing it a bit harder causing me to twitch.

“Ah, Jackie, you might wanna stop thaaaat!” my voice lost control as soon as she did so, it was getting difficult to think straight.

“Maybe stopping would be a good idea.” Jacquelynn began awkwardly, she seemed uncomfortable and slowly took the cloth off my horn.

“Please, don‘t stop…” I managed to say in barely a whisper, with closed my eyes, I couldn’t think anymore, it felt too good to let it go.

“Eh… I think I sho-”

“You will finish what you started, lady!” I said a little too loud.

“O-okay…”

I couldn‘t see her face from closed eyes, but I could imagine her blushing as she realized what was happening and continued, she wasn’t bad at it, in fact she was doing good, too good.

‘Oh God’

‘Fandom: 1, My humanhood: -10’ I managed to think before a sense of blissful release enveloped me.

I laid on the tub breathing hard, I managed to lift myself to the edge of the tub and saw Jacquelynn blushing.

“Nick?” she called my name and approached me hesitantly.

“What the fuck did I just do…” I just had a horngasm, that’s what had happened, I chuckled at my newly created term but then I remembered that I was making fun of myself and felt bad.

“Oh crap, listen I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” she began while pulling me out of the tub, she then proceeded to carefully dry me and I was lifted and taken to my room where I was then laid on my bed.

“Why did I let you do that?” I asked and looked at her with my now teary eyes.

She sat silently for a few minutes and replied. “I guess you were just curious?”

I looked at her and got on my hooves, I wobbled a bit on the soft surface of the bed but managed to keep my balance, we looked at each other for a few seconds before speaking.

“This never happened.” I deadpanned.

“G-got it.” she said staring at me oddly, not that the situation didn’t call it, but her staring had gotten weird, so I decided to ask.

“What are you looking at?”

“You are freaking me out.” she looked at me smirking.

“What do you mean?” I asked, curiosity hitting me like a box of nails to the face… The mental image gave me a headache.

She went to the restroom and quickly returned with some weird object.

“Aha, I knew it.” she said triumphantly.

I stared at her with a raised brow questioning what I was looking at, she moved it slightly and showed me what seemed to be a hair, I stared carefully and realized it was some sort of plastic, she pulled a small mirror from her side and allowed me to see my reflection. I nearly wished I had Rarity’s uncanny ability to summon couches out of nowhere in order to exaggerate my reaction, but this situation was odd enough.

“What the…” But that wasn’t only it, the mirror had shown me that any makeup that Rarity wore was gone, it was surprising to see her without any, it looked strange, it even felt uncomfortable.

“A… haha… ha” I began laughing for some reason, I don’t know why though, it seemed appropriate.

“Huh… Nick, you alright?” I think that was what Jacquelynn said, I couldn’t really make sense of her words.

“I am, I think at least I am…” the uncomfortable feeling was still there, suddenly I realized I felt exhausted, I wasn’t sure why though.

“You ok? You look tired, maybe all this excitement finally caught up to you.” Okay, now I knew why, and as soon as she voiced her concern, I felt a chill, her niceness was creeping me out so I called her out on it.

“Who the hell are you, and how did you get rid of the real Jacquelynn?”

“What…?” she began, her features showing confusion.

“You are acting way too nice towards me, you never do that.” I answered her.

“No reason.” she replied instantly leaving no room for questions.

I decided to let the issue go and laid back on the bed, I tried to get my brain to think on the events of the day, from waking up as Rarity and getting used to my new form, to my restroom ‘incident‘ and discomfort at losing the makeup, I looked outside and noticed it was dark, I looked to my side looking for my phone, but only found it looking the same, which meant broken, it may or may not have been caused by me hitting it with my new hoof.

‘Shut up.’

I sighed and looked at Jacquelynn.

“Hey Jackie, know what time it is?” I asked hoping that it was late enough.

“It’s like 8, why?” she replied after looking at her phone.

I gave a relieved sigh and decided to get comfortable, the day‘s events were not easy to fully digest, and my mind needed rest, sleep would be the only way to get it at ease.

‘Also, sleep is the best thing since way before sliced bread.’

“I want to sleep, can you turn off the lights on your way out please?” I felt like a jerk for basically kicking her out, but she looked at me and smiled before heading for the door.

“Goodnight Nick.” she said before turning off the lights and closing the door on her way out.

“Goodnight Jackie…” I felt myself slowly slipping into the soft blankets of sleep, hoping that my dreams would be what I needed to find the answers I was searching.

“Why the hell is everything white?”

I stood in place on the whiteness, not really sure where I was or why, it seemed empty, nothing as far as the eye could see, well, I did notice something in the distance, not seeing anything else, I decided to approach the strange figure.

As I got closer, the area seemed to be changing, objects begin appearing, walls began forming around me, colors appearing on them the more I walked, as soon as I reached the strange figure, the place looked like a designer’s shop, or to be exact; a boutique.

Carousel Boutique to be precise.

I stared at what I now knew to be Rarity, it was odd looking at my own pony form that wasn’t really my own, so I decided to talk to it, hoping something weird might happen.

“Dude, this is pretty cool…” I said as I moved myself to poke her with my hoof.

I felt my hoof stop in mid-air and my whole body became rigid, not knowing what was happening, I stared at what I could only stare at; the pony in front of me.

“Oh, shit.”

She was now glaring at me, and then, her lips moved.

“I hope you had fun, because I will be taking back what’s mine now.”

Unexpected Complications.

“Of course, it had to be her!” Rarity began with gritted teeth.

‘What’s wrong with her? Besides the obvious, of course.’ I asked the suddenly timid mare.

“I-It’s just… Oh, how do I explain it in terms you can understand…” she shuffled steadily on the same spot not knowing how to bring the subject.

My patience began running thin, I cleared my mental throat and pointed at the door, I’m sure that she managed to hear me, but she didn’t go to the door I pointed at.

“I hope you know I can’t see what you “do”.” she hissed in an annoyed tone, hopefully not enough to break her Pinkie promise. She was good.

We made our way to the door and stared at it. In fact, we stared at it for quite some time.

‘Will you just hurry up already!?’ she jumped at my outburst and quickly (but somehow softly) knocked at the door with her hoof.

“THIS BETTER BE IMPORTANT.” Jacquelynn’s angry voice could be heard from the other side, Rarity gulped at the sound but managed to get her courage to knock again.

“I’m coming, geez!” not soon after, the door opened, and there stood a groggy looking Jacquelynn, her hair was a mess, and her eyes showed an obvious annoyance at the early wake-up call.

“Hi…” Rarity finally began after a full minute.

‘Smooth.’ I felt a sharp pain in my head and groaned, apparently she could hurt me while inside her head. ‘Figures.’

Feeling her nervousness slip away, she gave a content smirk and turned her attention to my friend and asked.

“I’m sorry to bother you darling, and I know us ladies require enough rest to be dashing in the morning, but I require your help, you see, I don’t have the “tools” required to begin my morning routine, and I was hoping if you would be kind enough to let me use yours.”

Jacquelynn just stared with mouth agape.

‘Well, I have to hand it to you. You broke her! Kudos.’ I chuckled but quickly received the same pain for my efforts.

“Wait. Darling? Us ladies? Nick, are you alright?” she began freaking out and grabbed Rarity by the withers and shook her vigorously.

Not surprisingly, Jacquelynn froze on the spot, obviously stopped by Rarity’s magic, she managed to move her eyes and glared at Rarity, probably thinking it was still me.

“Listen.” Rarity began. “This is Rarity speaking, I’m sure you are worried about Nick, but he is fine, he wants me to tell you to let me borrow your beauty supplies.” she then put Jacquelynn down and quickly added. “Please.”

Jacquelynn proceeded to make a mad dash behind the door, hiding from Rarity’s black magic. “Are you telling me that idiot is trapped inside your head or something?” she insults me while still keeping a careful eye on Rarity.

‘Tell her I said “fuck you”.’ I instructed Rarity trying to get an insult in return.

“He says… Hi.” I face palmed causing her to wince in pain. Surprised, I proceeded to do it again and managed the same outcome, soon after I felt the now familiar sharp pain hit me and chuckled, grateful that I could hurt her much in the same manner she could hurt me.

“Anyway… Can I?” Rarity pleaded giving her best smile.

“Sure. But I want to see how you do it.” she began trying to make a deal with the unicorn.

“I… Alright, but don’t interrupt my work, please.” we were then led to her bathroom where I noticed the lack of products that Rarity heavily sought.

“Where a-” Rarity began, but stopped when Jacquelynn opened the door to her bathroom closet, we stared at what seemed to be countless unopened beauty products.

“When did you get all of this crap!?” Rarity voiced my thoughts to Jacquelynn who just shrugged and proceeded to sit on the edge of the tub.

“Proceed then.” she instructed and crossed her arms waiting for Rarity to continue.

Magic surrounded some of the containers on the closet and began floating down to eye level where Rarity began to read the labels.

“Need any help with those?” Jacquelynn asked moving closer to Rarity who noticed her and too suddenly, backed into the wall.

“Don’t get close to me!” Rarity snapped surprising both of us.

‘What’s wrong with you?’ I ask her curious. ‘Why did you do that!?’

‘SHE HAS A CRUSH ON ME! OKAY!?’ she responds angrily.

‘What? How do you know that?’ I knew that Jacquelynn was a bit different in comparison to other women, but Rarity’s revelation was a bit too much to not question.

‘Trust me, I have experience with this, and I noticed it especially when she… “Polished” my horn!’

Suddenly at a loss of words, I began to think of excuses for her, but every time I tried, I kept going back to her obsession of the character, I realized that now that she had not only Rarity’s body in the real world, but her mind as well, she had an actual chance and she wasn’t gonna waste it.

‘Xenophillia! Really!?’ Rarity’s intentions suddenly became clear; she wasn’t going to let the crazy human near her even if it meant harming her. At this point I had to intervene.

“Jacquelynn!” I began using Rarity’s mouth, surprised to suddenly be in control, I fell on my rump not realizing I had to keep myself on my hooves, I had no idea what had happened, but I disregarded it and decided to act first, ask questions later.

Jacquelynn stopped on her tracks and did that bewildered stare that I had gotten accustomed to in the past 24 hours before saying anything.

“Nick? Is that you?” she asked approaching me in a more relaxed manner.

I waited until she was near me and crouched before saying anything, I figured I would have to talk to Rarity first in order to get some privacy.

‘Don’t worry, I’ll keep out of this. Do what you have to do.’ total silence overtook my thoughts, and sudden relief washed over me, having my head to myself was a nice change of pace.

“Yes, it’s me. Now listen…” I lost my train of thought, I was having a hard time talking about something that was basically new in the world, it was sort of a touchy subject.

“What?” she half-laughed trying to dispel the awkward mood the room had taken.

“I know… How you feel about Rarity.” I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders after I said that, I figured it was from Rarity herself, but she would never break a Pinkie Promise. Right?

“I-I-I don’t know what you are talking about!” realizing that she had begun panicking, I patiently waited until she finished her little outburst.

She never finished, and instead, proceeded to move herself to a corner in the room, hiding her head between her legs trying to tune me out. Knowing that she needed some time to herself, I headed outside.

‘You can’t leave! I still need to finish preparing myself!’ Rarity whined, reminding me that she was still inside my head.

‘Great, you are back. Listen, I know you want this, but she needs to think things through so let’s leave her alone.’ I explained hoping she would understand.

'I understand, but can I at least take some of the hair products and take them upstairs?’ she asked hopeful.

‘Fine. But you climb “The Evil Stairs of Doom.’ there was no way in hell I was gonna try doing it on my own.

Rarity did her mane in complete silence, she seemed to be giving it the finishing touches, and I was surprised to see that she had taken only 30 minutes, or at least hoped so; I tuned out most of her actions by this point.

“… try, Nick?” I heard my name and tried to turn my attention to her trying to give my best to show I was paying attention.

‘Wha-?’ she simply groaned and repeated her question.

“Getting up the stairs by yourself. How come you don’t try, Nick?” I snickered trying to avoid her gaze, but only being able to see through her eyes it didn’t do me much good.

‘I- I just didn’t want to get into an accident, what if I broke something?’ I reviewed my response and decided it would be just enough to get her attention away.

Despite looking slightly unsettled by my response, she continued. “But I saw, remember? In fact, from I can remember you give up on even t- Ouch!”

‘Just drop it.’ I had never been the fighting type, but getting lectured by some “frou frou” pony who spend her time being overly dramatic over everything wasn’t on my list of “things I want to do with a pony”.

“Excuse me? I think somepony has the wrong idea here.” I groaned realizing that she had heard my mental complaint, but the damage was done, and I figured that just like with Jacquelynn, I was not going to waste the chance to give her a piece of my mind.

‘Wrong idea? Oh, you mean being over the top for everything, nearly forcing your friends to do things they don’t want to do, knowing of the feelings of a certain dragon and not taking into consideration how much said dragon likes you, not to mention your stuck up attitude!’ I closed my vision to calm myself, my outburst had caused Rarity to become silent, but I knew that one of her known outbursts was coming.

“Nick, all of those things you mentioned are indeed true, and I am not proud of many things I’ve done in my life, but I always try to think of my friends before doing anything.” she stomped her hooves on the floor and stared at the mirror.

“But besides that, what makes you think you know me so well, did your human “cartoon” give you much of an insight on my life before Ponyville? My struggles to get where I am? Maybe I act the way I do to differentiate myself from anypony else, and maybe I’m just trying to bring more attention to Ponyville by using my “stuck up” attitude to get an out of nowhere, yet wonderful little town some more respect!” she was still looking at the mirror, but I had noticed that she had an angry look in her eyes, but what really caught my attention were the slowly falling tears that were silently dripping to the floor.

I was at a loss for words, she had unknowingly poured her heart to me in an attempt to justify the guilty feeling I had given her with my accusations.

Several minutes passed without anyone saying anything, the lights of the bathroom giving the only faint sound, choosing to attempt to attack the tension in the room, I finally spoke.

‘Listen. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I was being a… Well, a’

“Jerk? Yes, you where.” I felt that “dick” was a better word to use, but I decided to leave it out and focus on apologizing instead.

‘You are right. I never try to do anything, I’m afraid I will fail, it’s the sad truth, is that what you were getting at earlier? Well, there you go!’ I retorted in a poor attempt to redeem my outburst.

So much for an apology.

“Get a room, you two?” both of us jumped at the sudden third voice in the room and turned to see Jacquelynn staring with an amused look in her face.

“It’s hard to find an insult for you two.” she complained and came into the bathroom.

“How much did you hear?” Rarity asked sheepishly.

“Enough. Sorry about my buddy.” she crouched on the floor and placed her arms around Rarity in an attempt to give a hug, but quickly broke it at Jacquelynn’s sudden flinching.

“I know, you are afraid of me and what I feel, don’t worry, I’m fine, and I won’t attempt anything, okay?” Rarity relaxed and allowed her to give her a hug.

“Oh yeaaaaah…” Rarity broke the hug and stepped as far as the small room let her.

“What? You can’t blame a girl for enjoying a hug.”

‘Freak.’ I commented.

‘Shut up. You aren’t much better than her. I just wanna go home, to get away from this dreadful place, especially you!’

Next thing I knew, everything was silent and I was back in control of Rarity’s body, I glared at Jacquelynn who was sulking at her actions.

“Too much?” she asked giving a sheepish grin.

I facehooved in response.

“Great, this can’t get any worse.” I facehooved once more. “Damn it!”

I had sealed my own doom.

Songblocked.

“I hope you are happy now.”

“Oh come on Nick, for me?

“That is exactly why I don’t want to.”

“Oh well, then do it for her!.”

“Fine! This was for her to begin with.”

Jacquelynn and I made our way through the open mall aimlessly, just searching the area, if it had been any other time I would be all over this place, but in this case, it felt like a mild annoyance.

“Nick. As annoyed as you are, I will not let you ruin this for me.” harsh tone aside, I could just feel her excitement as we finally walked into one of the stores. Rarity being the fashionista she was, “squeed” with joy as soon as we went in, I could feel her jumping inside my head, if that’s even remotely possible.

Against my better judgement, we walked into one of the many stores that sold woman‘s clothing, and I was not amused.

“I swear, why are we here anyway!?” I groaned as I crossed my “arms” and leaned against the wall, but I instantly felt my limbs being taken over by Rarity who began to walk around. Choosing to ignore the upcoming treat for the marshmallow colored mare, I tried to think about the events that led me to this point.

I had known things would get bad, but I had yet to realize how, after the previous awkward situation, we sat in the bathroom on opposite directions from each other.

“You know, you don’t have to be so dramatic, you are starting to sound like her.” Jacquelynn groaned in annoyance.

“Maybe so, hey.” I sidetracked the conversation. “You want to talk about your little crush?“ I continued and trotted slowly to her position, she seemed at a loss for words, but her demeanor quickly changed from surprised to a look of dejection, although she recovered quickly and retorted.

“Don’t judge me! Remember the time when I found you “clo-” I quickly intervened and put my hoof in her mouth, I didn’t need a reminder of that one act.

“IT WAS ONE TIME!” I yelled at her with a blush noticeable on Rarity’s white coat. “I was experimenting!”

She pushed my hoof aside and continued. “Oh yeah? Well, I remember searching your history and foun-” I zipped her mouth with some of Rarity’s magic, seemed that some of her “magicking” had become second nature.

I decided that having an angry Jacquelynn would be a very, very bad thing and released the magic keeping her quiet, she stared angrily but didn’t give me any lip about it, instead we stared silently for a bit before talking again.

“You know, Rarity isn’t here right now. Wanna talk about it?” I asked trying to be as tactful as possible, she seemed to recoil at the words but after a few quick mouthfuls of air, she seemed to perk up a bit.

“You must think I’m a freak.” I felt the sting of her words, I had in fact thought that, but to my defense, I hadn’t really meant it.

“I don’t, really, still, I’d like to know. Why? What drove the crush?” she seemed to think over the questions and gave a silly smile as she replied.

“Well, she is classy, stylish, pretty, and a pony who has an eye for detail, she is just great, Nick!” I fell backwards as she closed in on my face keeping a few inches from it.

“You could say is love?” as soon as the question left my snout, I felt something bursting inside of me, an overwhelming desire to… sing, I could have sworn I heard the music.

She seemed to think it over for a bit but replied confidently. “I guess it is… Hey, you alright there?” she gazed upon my figure as it I were acting strange, I honestly had no idea what it could have been.

Well, at least until I started.

“You can’t shake that feeling!”

“Nick, what are you doing?” she began with a puzzled look.

“Deep inside of you!”

“Are you singing…?” she asked rhetorically while giving a confused stare.

“I hope Rarity realizes, what she does to you!”

“Please don‘t.” Jacquelynn pleaded looking a bit embarrassed.

“When you look at her!”

“Nick, stop this…” she now begged shaking her head.

“In her hooves, you want to be!"

“…”

“To let her know, how you really feel! Ah, ah ah, ah a-” my singing was suddenly stopped by Jacquelynn’s hand, I looked at her and realized what had just transpired, she left it there for a couple of seconds, but removed it after she realized I wouldn’t continue the song.

“That was awesome!” I exclaimed excitedly, I had always wanted to be part of a musical number. Given the strangeness of the moment, Jacquelynn seemed to hold back her laughter, she moved forward and gave me a hug, chuckling while doing so.

“Now about your problem, Nick?” she released the hug and stared with soft eyes trying to read my expression, she seemed genuinely concerned, and she had poured her heart out to me so I conceded to her.

“As you know, I kind of pissed Rarity off, I think I went too far with my insults.” I explained trying my best to look unfazed, I gave a nervous laugh trying to clear the awkward air between us, but she only stared forcing me to sigh in defeat, stalling hadn’t taken me too far, so I divulged what had transpired between us.

“Your hate for her isn’t healthy. Although she didn’t act nice either. We need something to cheer her up before any of you are ready to apologize.” she explained.

“If there had been a way to find out! A clue, some sort of shortcut so I could have avoided this clusterfuck of a mess!” I felt the early overwhelming feeling fill me up again, there was no time to think.

“Oh no…Please, don’t…” she was getting the hang of it.

“I wish that there had been a way,
A sort of clue that I could get,
If there had been something to help me but
I wasn’t prepared for this!”

“Really? A reprise? Can’t you be original for onc-” she began, but had been cut short by my singing.

“Something like Contra would have been a breeze!
With a cheat code I’d recite with ease!

Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, Start.!”

“Yes, that’s very nice Nick, but I think you should stop.” she said while face palming in annoyance.

“I could have aced a quiz with all of my notes!
But there was no way to get a clue he-”

I felt a sting in my cheek and stopped my singing, I looked up only to see Jacquelynn with a raised hand.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t take it anymore.” I glared at her, but I couldn’t blame her, the ponies could get a bit obnoxious with their singing, it didn’t stop me from vigorously rubbing my cheek though.

“So…? Any ideas to get on her good side again?” I asked hopeful, she could be a bit annoying at times, but she usually gave good advise. Her brow seemed to burrow in concentration, her eyes shooting a glance at me every once in a while, she seemed to finally come up with an idea as she clapped her hands excitedly.

“I got it!” she exclaimed in excitement, I couldn’t help but get a sinking feeling in my gut.

“I’m not gonna like this, am I?” I asked with a chill and a gulp.

“How good are Rarity’s cloaking or illusion spells?”

I snapped out of my thoughts as Rarity “handled” yet another outfit, her compulsiveness could have alerted others, but I trusted Jacquelynn to keep her out of trouble, both of us were in a changing room, or at least I assumed it to be one, since my sight had been covered as instructed, she had asked to use Jacquelynn as a human mannequin for the clothes, hence, my lack of eyesight.

We had asked Rarity if she could use her magical powers of darkness to disguise her pony self, she had been reluctant at first, but instantly agreed when she was told what it would be for, Jacquelynn showed her a few cosplay of “Humanized Rarity” from the internet, to which Rarity quickly agreed to use as a base for her spell.

I quickly grew bored of waiting and voiced my discomfort by giving her the now common pain associated with my annoyance, causing her to wince in annoyance.

“What do you want now?” she asked in monotone.

‘I know you must be having a good time, and I wouldn’t want to ruin your little vanity fair, but you mind wrapping up sometime this millennium?’ it came out a bit harsher than I wanted it to be, but I was not going to let it get to her head.

'Celestia/God knows that she would not stop if it did.'

“Okay, fine, I get it, I took too long, just let me try one more outfit, please!” I reluctantly agreed to her request and began focusing on my thoughts, but a voice interrupted my peace.

“That has got to be the best cosplay I’ve ever seen! Can I take a picture?” came a voice from a stranger.

“Of course dear! I’m always open to showing anyp-one my glamour!” the voice that turned out to be female, seemed to ignore her mess up, as she squealed and took the picture.

“Oh, oh! You looked so much like human Rarity! Can I take a picture as well?” another voice began, I hoped Jacquelynn would have intervened, but she never did.

“Of course! If anyone wants a picture, I’m all yours!” Rarity exclaimed in excitement, her illusion seemed to have been too good, and it had in fact, backfired on us.

For some reason, I didn’t feel too sorry for her anymore.

Sorry for the delay, but here is the next chapter at last.

I had more fun than I should have had writing this, and I hope that it is enjoyable enough for you!

Mind Gazing.

It had been 1 hour when I finally managed to wrest control of Rarity’s body and gotten us out of the place, Jacquelynn wasn’t too happy either as she had waited the whole hour in the changing room (her fault, of course), I was saved by my stomach growling, an action that had quickly allowed me to take control.

“Happy now?” I complained to her while trotting, careful not to bump into anyone.

“I already said I was sorry! Besides, you know I can’t resist the spotlight!.” I groaned at her excuse, but I didn’t care much for it, what I needed was food in my stomach, the fact that I hadn’t eaten since the previous morning hadn’t helped at all.

“If I remember correctly, Rarity can’t eat meat, correct?” Jacquelynn began, reminding me of my previous mistake, I gulped at the mention of that word, and by word I meant meat, having eaten it I had realized that I could actually eat it without remorse, but I didn’t want Rarity to develop the taste for meat, she might just become like Pinkie in that Cupcake-

“Nick, please stop that.” she pleaded sounding a bit nervous.

I realized that I had been thinking out loud and face palmed at my lack of discretion, the face palming didn’t do Rarity any good in hindsight.

“Just forget it.” Rarity sighed after wincing in pain.

“Yeah… She can’t eat the juicy, meaty, delicious meat…” I licked my lips looking forward to the day I could eat it without the dangers of a (possibly) crazed pony to be worried about.

We made our way to a fast-food eating area where we sat (in my case, awkwardly, what with the pony body and all) on some chairs and looked around, I gazed upon the many different stands, trying to find the right place for us (and by us, I mean me, myself, and I). I felt a kick to my leg and glared at the source, Jacquelynn just nodded and got on her feet.

“Okay, I am going to get you some sort of salad, shouldn’t be too hard, meanwhile, I’ll leave you guys to talk a bit.” I thanked her with a smile that was missed thanks to the fact that she was already gone.

‘Hey, Rarity?’ I began the nervous conversation in my head.

“Yes? What is it, Nick?” she replied calmly, I felt confidence fill me up, she hadn’t snapped at me, a good sign that was.

‘I’m, well… Really sorry about what I said earlier today, I don’t know what I was thinking.’ my honesty surprised the both of us, but still, I felt a gasp escape her mental lips and remained silent, courage begin seeping right out the window with that.

“I forgive you. I mean, you did try to cheer me up after all, and by taking such a risk.” she chuckled slightly while looking at her reflection, I was surprised to be able to see it the human figure, but I chose to ignore it, she knew her magic and all.

‘How much longer will you last?’ I chuckled slightly at the double meaning but quickly got back into the conversation by adding. ‘your illusion I meant… heh, heh…’ Surprisingly, she chuckled at my thinly disguised attempt for a joke.

“Even I can appreciate some adult humor from time to time, darling.” I blushed slightly at her bluntness an act which brought a giggle from the mare. Her laughter subsided as quickly as it began, leaving a sudden silence in the air.

‘What’s wrong, Rarity?’

“I… I remember…” she said, but I couldn’t make any sense of her random ramblings.

‘Know what?’

“Why I’m here!” she said with a reserved tone.

I became ecstatic at the information and was about to ask when she began once again.

“I’ll tell you when we are in your house, it’s kind of an odd story…” I was about to object, but I had been rudely interrupted by a rude person who (not) surprisingly enough, turned out to be Jacquelynn.

:”Here you go, it’s not much but it’ll do.” she put an opened plastic container that contained what I liked to refer to as “rabbit food”, I nearly refused to eat it, but my stomach growled at my efforts, I chose not to make the little tyke mad, and dug in, I chewed quickly trying to keep the feel and texture of the alien food out of my taste glands, but to no avail, but to its credit, it didn’t taste half bad.

“Well, what do you know?” I said and shoved my snout into the plate.

“How was I supposed to know the illusion wouldn’t cover that!?”

Apparently, Rarity had done the spell for me to use my magic as hands, but using my snout? Of course not.

“It was a minor miscalculation on my part, I must admit.” Rarity said embarrassed.

We pulled into the parkway 30 minutes later, I relaxed as soon as I took my 7th step into the house, and by relaxed, I meant just fell flat on the floor.

“Hey, Nick, try moving the tail to the side.” Jaquelynn requested, and not really realizing it, I complied. but quickly realized the error of my action and put it back in its place.

“You just won’t learn.” I tried groaning, but instead, a chuckle came out to Rarity’s dismay.

“Are we going to talk, or what?” she began quickly changing the topic, I nodded in agreement and filled Jacquelynn in to the whole situation.

“That’s great! Go ahead Rarity.” she sat on the couch waiting for Rarity to begin, but she never did.

“This is for you only, Nick, and I think showing you might be a better idea.” I was about to argue, but I soon felt myself being pulled inside my own mind, farther than I had probably gone before.

The first thing I noticed was that I had my eyes closed.

I opened them and the first thing in sight was Rarity looking at me, I slowly looked around the area and realized that I was standing in the boutique that I had seen in my dreams the night before.

“Why am I here?” I asked confused, I stared at her but she only fidgeted in place.

“I… Want to show you what happened, will you let me?” it felt odd to hear our identical voices, but my attention was focused upon Rarity’s suggestion.

“I think I’ll take you up on the offe-” I hadn’t finished the sentence when Rarity suddenly vanished, but what had been most odd was that I was standing in the middle of a street… In what seemed to be Ponyville.

“What?” I looked around absorbing my new surroundings, I nearly trotted towards Fluttershy’s cottage, but I was distracted by a pair of ponies having a discussion.

“Please Twilight, it’s a small favor, for me?” I looked at the source of the voice and saw myself, or rather, Rarity talking to none other than Twilight Sparkle herself.

I could have died and not had any regrets, except maybe not meeting Johnny Yong Bosch.

“Fine! But no promises, I’m not even sure how the Princess did it the first time, and even if I did, I don’t think I can do that, it‘s a higher level of magic after all.” Rarity followed Twilight as they continued their small talk, and I followed behind, curious as to what their conversation could mean.

I trotted at a brisk pace, gazing upon the sights of Ponyville, I assumed that this was the memory Rarity wanted to show me, but being a once-in-a-lifetime thing for me, I looked at the different ponies walking around. I saw Lyra accompanied by Bon Bon, Big Macintosh selling apples in the market, I even got to see the CMC doing one of their stunts, the highlight of course, was watching Rainbow Dash kicking clouds, although she seemed agitated for some reason.

The giant tree that posed as a library (that in my opinion is a disaster waiting to happen) finally came into view a couple minutes later, and both Rarity and Twilight made their way in, I followed suit and found myself surrounded by books, but seeing how I wasn’t an egghead, I ignored them

“Okay Rarity, what’s the reason for this?” Twilight began.

“Well, I… Have always been curious to… See other dimensions, and their fashion! Imagine! The improvements we could make here in our world’s fashion...! Yeah!” I kept my ears open to it, but couldn’t really understand her random request.

“Well… I may have something…” the vision blurred and I found myself surrounded by stacks of books precariously balanced in place, with Twilight and Rarity showing signs of unrest, clearly visible by their messy manes.

“Alright, I found this one spell. We can try it out but hold on, I need to tell Spike.” Twilight left the room, leaving Rarity by herself, as soon as she was out of sight, Rarity rushed to the book and began casting the spell they had found.

“I will see to it myself!” was the last thing she said before the memory blurred and I found myself standing in the boutique once again, the real Rarity standing in front of me silent.

“What was that all about?” I asked confused.

“How I got here, of course.” she said laughing weakly while holding her hoof.

“Is there something you are not telling me?” I asked the suspicious acting mare.

She fidgeted in place but didn’t comment any further.

“What are you hiding?” she only flinched at the question, but still remained silent.

I had my suspicions about what had happened, but there was nothing I could use against her, choosing to just get back to the topic, I dismissed the issue.

“Fine. How does this help us in any case?” she seemed thankful that I didn’t inquire any further, but a frown filled her face.

“I… Really don’t know…”

“What!?” I stared at her flabbergasted, the last hope of getting my body back gone.

“I-I’m sorry, I acted rashly…” she apologized but I wasn’t gonna have it.

“Of course you did, I SAW. Seriously, what’s next, you breaking your Pinkie promise?” I finished for no reason, I just wanted to annoy her by that point.

“Oh… About that…” I noticed her shudder a bit before continuing. “Nice singing.” she giggled awkwardly but showed no actual remorse.

“I thought Pinkie was all over you guys whenever a Pinkie promise was broken?” I noted not really caring whether she had broken it or not.

“That might be, but we are in a completely different dimension, I don’t think th-” the ground began shaking causing us to fall on our flanks.

“What is going on!?” we both yelled in unison.

“Nick! Where are you!?” a familiar voice called out of nowhere.

“Jacquelynn?” at the mere mention of the name, I felt myself black out.

“Nick!” I woke to find myself being shaken by my withers.

“W-what… What’s happening, why the roughness!?” I asked her shaking myself off her grip.

“That!” she pointed behind me and I slowly turned around to find a pink hole in the middle of the air.

“FOREVER!”

I felt Rarity gulp at the back of my mind, and I honestly couldn’t blame her, I could recognize that voice anywhere.

“May Celestia have mercy on your soul.”

Author's Note

I really, REALLY love the new Author Notes.
...
And I have nothing to say. Of course.

The Unexpected Plot Twist.

(Warning: This ending may seem rushed... Because it is, I had nothing more to add to this story and it was a mistake to even create it in the first place, I was going to cancel it, but I felt that wouldn't be fair to those who actually enjoyed it. Have my best efforts to ending it, I had to add the ending I had in mind after all. In any case, hopefully you find a little enjoyment out of it.)

The room was silent, no one spoke a single word, the walls seemed to shimmer in the strange light the room had taken ,and none seemed to break the silence. I stared into the odd portal not really knowing what to expect, I easily recognized the voice, as I have heard it many times before.

Rarity seemed to recognize it as well, as she shook in fear for her life inside my mind. We both noticed the pink portal become a darker shade of pink, I gulped instinctively until a voice cut me out of my trance.

“Hey Rarity!” the voice said in a very cheery tone.

“Eh… Pinkie?” I began talking to the disembodied voice.

“Ohit’sreallyyou!We’vebeensoworriedbecausewecouldn’tfindyouforhoursandthenwethoughtyouhadgonemissingsomewherebutthenwefoundyoubutnottheyou-youbutthefa-”

“Pinkie!” a different voice came from the portal, I easily recognized it as Twilight’s own. This of course, caused me to have a fan boy fit inside my mind.

“What’s going on here?” Jacquelynn began, moving closer to me and the portal itself.

“Who else is there?” Twilight asked, but before Jackie had a chance to respond, Twilight interrupted. “You must be Jacquelynn, sorry we couldn’t meet under better circumstances.” she said apologizing.

“How did you find me, Twilight?” I let Rarity ask, there was a few moments of silence before Twilight responded.

“Oddly enough, Rarity, we did it thanks to Pinkie and her Pinkie sense, I connected her to my machine and thanks to that, we found the dimension’s coordinates, glad that you made a promise over something, an-”

“And since you were close to breaking it I came to find you! You never break a Pinkie promise Rarity! Because-”

“Losing a friend’s trust is the fastest way to lose a friend.” all of us quoted, surprisingly, keeping Pinkie Pie quiet. Of course at that moment, I was having a bad feeling.

“Did you say ‘close to breaking it’, Pinkie?” I awaited for her response, but Twilight replied on her behalf.

“Yes, she did, and that’s part of why I didn’t just undo the spell and decided to communicate directly with you.” she replied matter of factly.

“How… Did you know my name…?” Jackie began, I realized that Twilight had figured her name out on her own, and I didn’t know what to expect of this revelation, but questions begin filling my mind, not to mention dread, I was not gonna stall, and so with my mind set, I asked Twilight the big question.

“What’s going on, Twilight?” there was silence once again, I was not liking the sudden shift in mood the room had taken, and I was certainly not enjoying Twilight’s silences quite as much.

“It’s better if you listen for yourself…” I was going to argue, but another voice could began talking. What I didn’t expect was the voice, it was a voice I had grown familiar with, one I heard quite often since yesterday.

It was Rarity’s voice, MY current voice.

“Hello, Rarity.” the other me began.

“I-is this some kind of joke?” I looked around the room and noticed Jacquelynn was back on the couch, shock in her eyes at the situation.

“I’m afraid not.” said Twilight taking over the conversation once again. “Due to my negligence, I was not able to read the full effects of the spell, and well… This happened.” I was not gonna have it with her vagueness.

“EXPLAIN!” I commanded her, getting a girlish yelp from the mare.

“V-very well, I will try to explain in the simplest way possible.” she took a deep breath and begin her explanation.

‘I have a bad feeling, Nick.’ said Rarity seemingly afraid of Twilight’s explanation.

“You are Rarity.” she said simply.

“Yes, I know I am, what’s the big d-”

“Both of you ARE Rarity.” my heart sank at her works, but what? Both of us being Rarity? That’s just absurd!

“Listen to Twilight, Rarity.” other me began. “It will be better if you come to terms with this quickly, trust me.”

I stared at the portal, wishing I could see their faces, but only a pinkish glow could be seen, I then moved to my next question, one I was deadly afraid to ask.

“Who are you?” I asked the fake Rarity, because it couldn’t possibly be Rarity, she was here after all! With me! Nick! That’s my name!

“My name… Is Nick, Rarity.” not thinking it was possible, my heart sank a second time, I was unable to control my emotions as I let myself be heard.

“HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!? EXPLAIN NOW, TWILIGHT!” I once again demanded, I heard a gulp from the other side and looked at Jacquelynn who was just staring in shock, not able to understand what was going on, and honestly, I myself didn’t understand it.

“S-simply put, the spell Rarity used is a mind transferring spell, it allows the user to take over somepony else’s body, and shape it into their own persona if they wish to do so, while the other mind goes to the original body in return and can do the same, but Nick never did, as he was unknowingly used for the spell.” she stopped talking waiting for me to say something, but I couldn’t understand, what did that had to do with both of our minds being in the same body? I gave my thoughts to Twilight who only resumed her explanation.

“Let me explain. The ’Rarity’ mind that went into that body was automatically rewritten, successfully becoming another Nick, but the spell has a failsafe, if after one hour, the user has not gone back, a back up of the original mind is created in the body, or in other words, the ’Rarity’ that is currently inside your mind. This is done since this spell automatically makes you think you are the other pony.” she stopped again but didn’t resume, I assumed she had been waiting for me to ask the obvious question, I didn’t have anything to lose.

Except everything, it seemed.

“So, what you are saying is…”

“YOU, are the real Rarity.” I could hear Rarity hyperventilate in my head, she refused to believe… I REFUSED to believe myself.

“Please, don’t let it get to you, it will not do you any good. Trust me, everything will be fi-”

“How will everything be fine!?” I was surprised by Jacquelynn who I had forgotten in my despair. “Are you saying that MY Nick became Rarity!? And this Rarity became Nick!?” her eyes let tears fall easily as she realized the gravity of our situation.

“It’s… More complicated than that, Jacquelynn.” the fake me begin, I looked back at the portal with curiosity and waited for the explanation.

“Apparently, as Twilight said, this is a one hour spell, which is how long it takes for the new personality to completely take over the old one after awakening.” I remembered back to how I kept using Rarity mannerisms, and had suddenly stopped, I cursed at the fact that everything fit in, but one last question plagued my mind.

“Wait, how do you still remember?” I asked curious.

“Well, what really happens, is that both the minds combine, leaving subtle characteristics of the other mind in there. So you will go back to being Rarity… With some ‘Nick’ quirks, if you will.” I listened to Twilight’s crazy words and mulled over them as I came in terms for what had to be done.

“So, you are now Nick with ‘Rarity’ quirks?” I asked fa-… Nick, who simply replied.

“Yes, it’s gonna take some getting used to, I must admit, it’s strange, I’m not quite as mean anymore, it really bugs me somewhat…” he said finishing with a half-hearted laugh.

“I see. So the Rarity part of me will take over as soon as I return to my body?” I asked accepting what had to be done.

“It can be before, but the process will be instantaneous when you go back to your own body.” she replied sounding torn.

"And 'me' and my memories will dissapear."

"...Yes..."

“I see.“ I turned to Jacquelynn who only sat there with her hands on her face.

“Jacquelynn…” I said moving towards her.

“What? You are not gonna get all sappy on me, are you? This was your fault to begin with.” she said wiping her tears and giving me a forced smile.

“You know, I have been part of every cliché in the fandom for the past 2 days, why not get into another cliché?” I asked her, receiving an odd look from her.

“Come closer…” she approached slowly, unknowing of what I would do, and I grabbed her face.

And I kissed her.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” she yelled causing the ponies in the portal to become worried and call after us.

“Now you can say you are the only human who kissed Rarity.” I whispered to her, tears began falling once again and she began sobbing quietly, she wrapped her hands around me in an awkward hug, and whispered back.

“I’m gonna miss you, both of you…” she said and got off the couch and moved towards the portal.

“Tell me when its over, Nick.” she deadpanned, not waiting for a response, she went to her room, and closed the door.

I guess that’s that.

“Are you ready, Rarity?” asked Twilight from the portal, suddenly she isn’t my favorite pony anymore.

“Can you excuse me for a second?” I did not wait for any questions as I felt myself dive into my own mind.

I looked around the now familiar Carousel Boutique inside my head, I noticed Rarity just standing there, miserably staring at the floor.

“What you moping about?” I asked her.

“This is all my fault… I shouldn’t ha-” I stopped her by shoving a hoof in her mouth.

“No. This is my fault, I caused this, I honestly don’t remember why, but you do.” I removed my hoof from her mouth and said. “Talk.”

“I can’t. Besides, you’ll know when we go back, I am you after all.” she said giving me a sad smile.

“Heh. Alright…Was it fun having Nick around?” I felt the question strange, but it was one I needed to ask.

“He… Is an asshole… But a fun asshole.“ she went silent for a few seconds and added. “And what does Nick think of Rarity?” she asked , her lips trembling as she did.

“She is a show off… But she can have fun when she needs to.” I looked around and noticed the walls of the building removing themselves, I looked back at the spot Rarity had been standing on, but she was nowhere to be seen. The whiteness of the room became darkness, and I fell myself slowly being swallowed, and then, nothing.

“Who am I?”

I asked myself, I thought back on my childhood and how hard school had been, my pointless life leading me to become a deadbeat, someone who would waste his life doing petty jobs.

“No, that’s not right.”

I looked back on my childhood once again, I remembered the play, how my horn had taken me to that certain spot where I noticed the rainbow and gained the inspiration to become a fashion designer.

“I’m… Not a human…I‘m an unicorn.” It sounded right for some reason, I was okay with that.

“My name is not Nick.”

“My name is Rarity.” I opened my eyes and looked around, I was still in the same room, but everything felt strange, alien even.

“Rarity?” I heard Twilight call from the portal.

“Yes dear, it’s me. I’m back.” I heard a chuckle from the other side and raised a brow, recognizing the voice. “And whatever is so funny, Nick?”

“Nothing. Just remembering how pissed I should be with you for doing this.” I rolled my eyes and stared at the portal waiting.

“Are we bucking doing this or what? I’m not getting any younger, Twilight.” I heard shocked gasps from the other side, and then Twilight finally spoke.

“This is gonna take some getting used to.” a small light made its way out of the portal, it floated around for a bit, and I felt it enter in me, I slowly fell myself fall unconscious, and one thought stayed as I blacked out.

“You were right, Twilight... I guess humans aren’t so bad…”

Showering before moving out wasn't my best idea ever, and as usual, Jacquelynn called out to me to hurry up. Doesn’t she know that I need to look dashing before I go out?

“Nick! Hurry up already!” she called for the 7th time.

“A real gentleman always looks his best before going out!” she groaned loudly and I swear I could hear her hitting her head on the wall. That certainly isn’t very healthy.

I finally finished by putting another batch of body spray, I put every bathroom item in a bag, and made my way downstairs where Jacquelynn waited, she wore one her special dresses, and I honestly have to say that she looks beautiful in it.

“S-shut up!” she said as I communicated my thought to her, I would think she could get used to it after a month of dating.

“Do you have the key?” she asked as we made our way to her car.

“Yeah.” I looked back at the building and smiled, I remembered my time in Ponyville, and the friends I had made, I was gone for a few hours, not something that a brony would brag about, but I kept those moments in my mind as I looked back at the house one final time. I bowed and made my way to car where Jacquelynn awaited.

“You ready?” she asked giving me a smile.

“For dinner? Sure, I'm starving..” she punched me playfully and then we drove away, leaving the place behind, I looked back one more time, and we made our way out of the street, leaving it out of my sight. I closed my eyes an thought of the things I could do, I mean, I have my whole life ahead of me and countless possibilities.

Rarity had made me see that after all.

Author's Note

If you actually finished reading through that mess, I am hoping to write an epilogue to explain some things.
Won't be much, but at least something to give the story some closure.

Author learned his lesson.

Epilogue...?

*Riiiiiiiiiii- Crash*

“Shut up, you,” I whispered softly to the now dead clock, putting my head back down. Geez, that’s like the second clock I’ve broken or something. Math is hard, so went back to pretending I’m asleep.

“Rarity!” someone called out loud. Go choke on something, please. *Bang* *Bang* Curses, I said please! “Big sister!”

Not backing down from that choking bit. “Uuugh,” I whined, putting my head under my pillow.

“Rarity!” Sweetie called again, barging into my room. “Here you are!” she shrieked with that oh-so beautiful voice of hers. Glad my windows survived. “Wake up!” she commanded me, jumping up and down on my soft bed.

“Sweetie…” I finally said in a low voice, and with a soft shove, I easily pushed her off my bed, causing her to shriek before stopping and landing on the floor with a soft thud. It doesn't count as abuse when the wood isn't THAT hard.

“Rarity! What was that for!?” she complained with a cracking voice, apparently disliking what I just did. Well, I was trying to sleep, so now we are even.

“Quiet, I’m trying to bed,” I eloquently explained, waving my hoof to her to go.

“But we are gonna be late for the sister hooves social!”

“It’s still too early,” I retorted.

“It’s the middle of the day!”

“But this bed is just soooo comfy!” my retort was perfect, I cannot lie, and nopony could deny. “Aaah!” I yelped, and found myself suddenly on the floor. This floor is hard!

“You forced my hoof,” Sweetie said with a justified, mocking tone.

“Tell me a good reason to not kick your tail with extreme prejudice,” I groaned from my very hard floor.

“Because you love me,” she replied.

...

Curses, foiled again.

~~~~~

After I easily beautified myself, I headed downstairs, where Swsetie waited for me with a pair of bowls in hoof… With some black stuff in them.

“Sweetie, dear… Is that pudding?”

“It’s cereal!” she exclaimed excitedly. How do you even burn cereal?

“You shouldn‘t have…” you REALLY shouldn‘t have. “I was actually planning for us eat over there, you know?” catch the bait, catch the bait!

“Really? Well, okay! I’ll save it for later!” she said happily, putting the bowls in the fridge, to be future Rarity’s problem. “I’m surprised, I thought you hated eating, um, ‘carnival food‘.”

“When the heck did I say that?”

“And you using such… sentences,” she continued, staring at me weird. “Who are you, and what have you done with my big sister? Are you a changeling? Have I been mingling with one for the past weeks?”

“... Sentences?”

“Yeah! You used to talk all sophisticated like, all the time! But now you don’t!”

“Well, can’t a lady change her speech pattern?”

“And your dress area is a mess!”

“No, no… Organized mess!” I corrected.

“And look at Opal!” she said, lifting the cat in front of her.

“Wasn’t she white before?” I asked, noticing her brown coat.

“Yes!” Sweetie yelped, putting her down. “Rarity, what’s wrong? You are acting really weird!”

“Hmm…” and so, I was finally asked the question, one that I could easily answer to my little sister. Was telling her about my life thinking I was a human for two days a good idea? Would she change her opinion of me as her big sister if I were to? I still manage to do everything I do, so should I confront this?

…

I reached into my saddlebags, pulling out a small bag. “Who wants double their allowance for the Social~?”

“Oh, I do!” Sweetie exclaimed joyfully, jumping up and down, the question now clearly forgotten. “Thank you!”

“Now then, come Sweetie, or we’ll be late,” I hurried her, ushering her out the door, and following right behind and pushing her question to the back of my mind.

I figured I could tell her when she is older…

Or if I remember.

…

Maybe I just won’t.

Author's Note

And so, here it is. The final chapter! It is pretty much on par with the rest of them, me thinks.

10 out 10 work for sure.

Seriously though, to those who enjoyed it, I thank you. I left this unfinished for long and that was sucky of me. This is the last chapter, and I feel it pretty much embodies the whole story in a nutshell.

Probably.

Thank you for reading!

Conversation with "Myself".

‘So much for getting a full night’s rest…’

Instead of waking up feeling refreshed, I woke up feeling just as tired as I felt the night before, I had a vague reminder of a dream, but it was quickly pushed out of my head by the annoying reminder of exhaustion.

‘Maybe I’ll go back to sleep’

As soon as the thought crossed my mind I got on my hooves and jumped off the bed, quite gracefully at that, I felt like a ballerina while doing it, except without the feeling of emasculation I would feel in doing such an act.

‘Okay, I guess no bed for me.’

I made my way to the bathroom and did my business as usual, and then, just as yesterday, I looked at myself in the mirror, what I didn’t expect, were the words that I muttered when I did.

“Oh, look at my mane! This is a disaster!”

‘Wait, what did I just say?’

‘I said to look at my mane, I hope you are happy! You have no idea how long it took me to me to get it just right!’

As soon as I heard the other voice on my head, I remembered the dream, or what I thought was a dream, using my seasoned detective skills, I deduced that the other voice was actually Rarity.

The real Rarity.

‘Congratulations, you got me’ I beamed mentally at the praise, but I could have sworn that she rolled her eyes at the motion, I guessed she was a sore loser.

“Can you stop that, you are giving me an awful headache.” she replied actually using my/her mouth/snout.

“For your information, it’s my snout, not yours.” she reply to my mental note.

‘Wait, you can read my mind?’ I asked her with what I hoped to be an angry tone.

“I don't have to, you don’t seem to remember that you are talking inside my head, and you don’t seem to realize that everything you think happens in there as well."

I blinked in realization and another question formed itself, but before I could even ask it, Rarity replied.

“I don’t know, I can’t really remember much before this, and even if I did I wouldn’t tell you anything, you aren't the most trustworthy pony I've known."

‘Ouch, hurtful, you’ve broken my heart.’ I told her mockingly.

“Not to be offensive, but you hate me, do you not? I don’t care much for ponies who don’t enjoy my company.” she replied still looking for a way to get her mane in order.

‘Wait, how do you know that? I haven’t thought of that.’ I asked with reluctance.

“Simple. I was trapped inside my own head since you woke up yesterday, I tried my best to escape but to no avail, for some reason I could hear everything you were thinking… And see and feel what you were doing.” she finished delivering the last few words with venom.

I thought back to my outbursts and mental oddities and realized how her “escape attempt“ had resulted on some traits of her personality oozing out, I couldn‘t explain it, but I didn‘t have to, that was as close to figuring it out as I was going to get.

“And how could you do that knowing full well of our diet? A-and you violated me!” she hissed through gritted teeth.

‘Wait, what do yo- Oh... oh.’ I realized too late.

“How could you make me eat that… Poor creature… And letting your friend do t-t-that!” I gulped at the words, and trust me, gulping without the use of a throat can be pretty damn hard.

“I’ve had enough, I don‘t want to think about this anymore!”

‘But, you are the one that brought it up…’ I replied in my defense.

She stomped her hoof on the floor a few times, next thing I knew, I felt myself being fondled, not a pleasant feeling inside my own thoughts. After the feeling went away, Rarity looked under the sink and opened the doors, soon, pulling out a fairly new looking comb, she sighed and begin fixing her mane using the object as best as she could with her magic.

‘Did you just read my thoughts?’ I asked her, it was a rhetorical question mind you, but one I needed to get off my non-existent chest.

“Yes, I did, not hard when your thoughts are just idly floating around inside my own head."

'How come I can't read your thoughts?' I asked her thinking of how much she had seen in my head.

"Please, I can protect my own thoughts, magic is kind of well known where I come from." she growled at the last word, fighting to get a knot.

I absorbed everything that she told me and asked the question that I had wanted to ask from the beginning.

‘Wait, so you read everything in my mind?’

She put the comb on the sink and closed her eyes for a second to reply in barely a whisper. “Yes…”

‘… Listen, I ca-’ I began trying to dig myself out of the hole I was in, but was interrupted by her talking.

“You… Disgust me…” I flinched as she said the words, as much as I didn’t like her, having one of the mane 6 say that just hurt.

If all of them had said that to me, I would have died… And not in the good way.

We kept silent for the next 30 minutes as Rarity tried to get her mane just right, it had been a good effort, but without her make-up, she wasn’t as radiant as she had hoped to be, the only downside on my part was that I felt everything she did.

“I don’t need you to antago-” she cut her retort short and changed her tone. “Listen, I am willing to let your actions go for now, and I even promise to keep myself out of your own thoughts, that was a desperate ploy to find a way out, but I still apologize for my intrusion.”

‘What do you want?’ I asked her, her sudden change in tone made it pretty obvious she needed my help.

“From what I’ve seen in your head, you should know full well what I want.” I rolled my eyes, or at least tried to, but having no control over your eyeballs prevents that.

‘Fine, but first, I want you to promise me not to go into my “head” anymore, second, that after this, you will keep your bitchy tone down, and third, you will tell me what you do remember, maybe I can find out how I became… This!.’ I decided a deal like this wouldn’t be hard for the “generous” mare.

Rarity sighed and promised she would do as I said, but I wasn’t convinced of her honesty.

‘Pinkie promise me.’ I grinned, which was odd when her features turned into a frown.

“B-but…Fine! Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my ey- OUCH!” I couldn’t help but laugh at her pain, it hurt me too, but it had been worth it.

“Happy?” she asked me while glaring at the mirror, but with one eye, it wasn’t quite as effective.

‘Quite. Now come on, we’ve got a friend to wake up.’