My Little Human: Friendship is Science

My Little Pony Human: Friendship is Magic Science

Chapter 1

by Wisami

This story takes place in 2019

It was life changing! When I first heard of it, I thought, This must be a joke. That isn’t quite true now, I’m addicted... obsessed... in love! And with what? A cartoon. A simple cartoon originally made for young girls. It was intended to be just a long commercial, but to me it’s much more. Just seeing the characters attracts you and pulls you towards the screen. It refuses to let go until it’s over. The only problem was, it was only a cartoon. Once the 22 minutes were over, the whole thing was over. At least, until a new episode started.

I dreamed of living in their world, walking through the streets. Everywhere you go a smiling face. I wanted to taste their food, to watch the races... I dreamt of it everyday. However, although their world was amazing, it wasn’t what I truly wanted. I wanted to meet them. All six of them.

I would imagine stories of us going on adventures together. Defeating evil, escaping from dangerous mythical creatures, or just having fun. If I ever felt depressed, all I had to do was watch an episode and the worst day ever would become the best.

I started watching the show when I was 14. I’m 22 now, and I just can’t get them off my mind. Fortunately, it wasn’t going to remain “just a cartoon” for too long. In 45 minutes all this will be true, the characters will exist in my world. Up until 5 years ago, what I was doing now was basically impossible. However, it all changed when a small, unknown company asked me to join them. I was only 17, but everyone considered me a genius. I didn’t completely agree, but why change what they thought of me? They told me that if I joined them, they would give me a job and the rest of my studies would be provided by them. There was nothing I could lose... so I accepted.

What they had done was amazing! It was like something from a crazy sci-fi movie, and it was almost complete. I would go to my new job everyday and work from sunrise to sunset, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. My job was to fix the minor flaws that prevented the invention from working properly. It was a painfully slow process, but after 3 long years it was finally completed.

They had been working on this project for years before me. It was hidden from the public to avoid attention. Now, here I was about to test it for the first time. It wasn’t really the first time though. There were hundreds of attempts before mine, and each had ended horribly. It was my first attempt though.

The device consisted of a large computer connected to a dozen “pods”, each pod was oval-shaped and had a small circular window near the top, similar to a plane’s, a large cable was connected to each pod on one end, and the computer on the other.

I turned the computer on...

I turned the first program on...

I finished the design...

Added it to “Project”...

Closed first program...

Opened second program...

“Created” memories...

Added it to “Project”...

Closed second program...

I opened the final program...

Added orange “artificial pigment” to hair...

Added it to “Project”...

Opened “Project”...

Chose Age...

Create...

***

One month later, I returned to the company. The LED timer above the pod read:

00Y:00M:00D:00H:00m:05s

Five seconds later, the pod opened.

Inside was a five-year-old boy. I ran to the computer in excitement. This was too good to be true!

“Project”... “Completed”... “Test”...

I’m pretty sure my jaw hit the floor when I saw it. The boy looked exactly like the design, that meant that the first part was working!

I had to make sure the other parts were working too:

Age: 5 (Yes.)

Memories: I opened the memory folder. Watched and read a couple...

“Where were you born?”

“The Internet,” replied the boy. (I was having a little fun making the memories.)

“Name?”

“Orange-haired-one?” (Okay, I guess I had too much fun.)

Right then a memory popped up in my mind as well. I quickly switched to “Artificial Pigment”...

Yes, Neon-Orange hair!

Clearly, the program was working perfectly. This was a scientific breakthrough! Nothing like it ever before.

“Did it work?” Boomed a deep voice.

It was my boss, a large man with a whitish-grey beard. He usually wore a dress shirt with the first two buttons open, but today he was wearing a suit. It was a special day for he had been working on this project for years. He had hired a dozen scientists to do the job, and all of them had failed. This giant man was the founder of all this, I respected him for that and considered him my hero.

“Yes, sir,” I said with an air of pride in my voice.

“Good...”

“Is there something wrong sir?”

“No. No, Just get that kid some clothes and tell him to follow John. We need to make sure this project works exactly the way it was designed to. We don’t want any surprises.”

I gave the young boy my jacket. He was shaking from head to toe, from the cold and partly from fear.

“Now, go follow that man,” I said, smiling to make him feel more comfortable.

He nodded his head and reluctantly followed John. I had no clue where they were taking him. It was probably a nice warm room to stay in. I knew they were going to take care of him. They had to...

***

The weekend flew by. I couldn’t stop thinking about the boy. Thoughts were racing through my head nonstop.

Was he alive?

Are they taking care of him?

Did the project work?

Is he healthy?

Will he live like a normal human?

I was too worried to sleep, my head was about to explode from all the twisted thoughts. My imagination was poisoning my brain with the darkest imagery it could come up with. Something kept poking at my conscience, telling me something was not right. The pressure of it all was crushing me.

Finally, Monday came...

“YOU DID WHAT?!” I was screaming at the top of my lungs, waterfalls of tears under my eyes.

“We needed to know if the project was working correctly,” my boss said. He said it so calmly like nothing had happened. “It was the only way.”

“You’re a monster!” My lungs were now exploding each letter out of my mouth.

“Look, we needed to see if his internal organs were working properly. They were, which is a good thing.”

I noticed that he was getting angry. His face was closer to red than it’s original tan, and his breathing unsteady.

“YOU DISSECTED HIM!”

“What else could we do?” He was boiling now, but I was erupting.

That was the last straw.

“Sorry, for being rude I mean.”

“Good thing you came back to your senses. I was just about to fire you,” I could see his face slowly fade back to it’s normal color. Too bad he didn’t know the truth...

***

Everyday, they would make more “specimens”. Then they’d do cruel experiments on them. From dissecting to starvation. It was just too much to handle. I would have quit if the miracle hadn’t happened...

Turns out my boss stole most of the money he used to make the invention and pay scientists (me). He was just a crazy old man. A crazy old man in jail. What was even better, was that they didn’t know what he was working on. They had no clue that the device even existed. But I did...

***

That night, I went to the company. Using the equipment already there, I moved the computer and 10 of the pods onto one of their shipping trucks. First, I removed the cables, coiled them, then put them onto a cart and moved them to the truck. After that, I used the crane to pick up the computer and put it in with the cables. I had to do it carefully, but over the many years I worked there I slowly learned how to use the crane to move the computer from one place to another. The ten pods went in with the rest of the stuff. I climbed into the driver’s seat and turned the key.

***

I kept it hidden for a year. I promised myself I wouldn’t use it. I basically turned my basement into a laboratory. Studying, improving, but not creating. It wasn’t until I was watching an episode of my favorite cartoon, that a light bulb lit above my head just as a lamp lit above Scootaloo’s. I remembered my dreams from before I started work on that invention, I wanted to meet the six main characters from “My Little Pony.” What was once just a crazy dream, was now a few steps away. All I had to do was go downstairs to the lab, and my dream would be reality.

Every step felt like an eternity. I just wanted to get down there. Lift my leg. Down. Up. Down. Running. I reached the door. Open. Down the steps. Finally.

My heart was about to leap out of my throat from excitement. The computer finally turned on and the green light above the first pod lit up. The computer display read: Ready!

Opened Design: The software for design was one of the most brilliant I had ever seen! Using a touch pad and a stylus, you could draw exactly the shape you wanted. Any simple anatomic incorrections were automatically corrected, major flaws were rejected. At first, I thought of making them look like real ponies, but they looked just scary. My second attempt was to make them look like they did in the show. The program had other thoughts though: it refused to keep them that way due to large amount of anatomic incorrections. Finally, I decided to make them human. I gave the one I was working on a smart look. Beautiful. I used some fanart from the Internet as a reference which made it easier to design a human that actually looked like the character she was based on. Even though she was a whole other species, anyone who saw her would be able to figure out who she was. I tried to add a horn. No, too scary and unnatural. Without the horn she was perfect.

Open Memory and Personality: This piece of software was even more amazing than the one before! All I had to do was upload pictures, videos, texts, sound clips... etc. and the program automatically fits them in the right places, fills in the blanks, and, if anything is missing, gives you a message that tells you exactly what it needs. I uploaded every single episode ever released. That should be enough. I edited out the parts which Twilight probably wouldn’t have known about. After that, it asked you a series of questions:

Name: Twilight Sparkle I typed in the answer.

Please Pronounce!

“Twilight Sparkle,” I said clearly into the microphone.

“Twilight Sparkle,” The computer repeated.

Pronunciation Correct? yes.

Please insert voice clip or recorded voice if available!

I uploaded different sound clips from the show.

The program will now use sound clips to determine voice and personality...

…

DONE!

Add anything that might help determine personality.

I added some clips from the show where her personality was most clear.

Program will now show video...

…

I knew what was going to happen now. The program was going to simulate a clip to show you how the creation will look and act once completed.

As the video started, I was biting my nails.

Did it work?

Is it obvious who she is?

Thousands of thoughts rushed through my head as the video played. At the end, I only had one... Wow! She was exactly like her character from the show, the only difference was that she was human! I couldn’t believe that this was true. Was this another dream? It seemed like one. I pinched myself...

OW!

It wasn’t! I can’t describe how happy I was. A huge grin spread across my face. My heart wanted to leap out and dance with joy, and I wanted to dance with it. Unfortunately, my joy was interrupted by a beep from the computer.

Continue? Yes/No...

Add Artificial Pigment? The pigment was another amazing invention. It didn’t cause any health issues and was permanent. What it did was change the color of a creations skin/ hair to any color you wanted.

“Yes,” I typed into the computer.

The program for adding this pigment was like any other art program, you could choose a color using Hex Code, Red/Green/Blue Sliders, or Hue/Saturation/Brightness Sliders. After that, you could color away. Using a Hex Code, I chose the purple human’s hair color. Then I selected hair from “Default Selections” and chose color. I had to hand color the streaks in her hair, but they still turned out perfect. I tried coloring her whole body the color it was in the show but that looked too inhuman. I thought about it for a while, and then, I had the perfect idea. I could color her body a very, very light version of her color blended with a light natural skin color. one that would barely be noticeable, but still give the impression it was there. Perfect! The program also had a feature which allowed you to add pictures to your creation, which was perfect for adding “cutie marks.” I gave her a Cutie Mark on each “flank” just like in the show.

I reviewed the 3d model a couple of times, turning it, examining every single detail, correcting flaws and mistakes every once in a while until she truly was the amazing character she was based on.

Save

The process took an hour to complete, but it was worth it. My whole body was tingling with joy and excitement. I didn’t start the actual creation process though. I wanted all the designs to be complete before I started so that the creations would finish at approximately the same time.

Switch to Pod_2

The green light above pod 1 switched off and an identical light above the 2nd pod lit up.

Next was Fluttershy.

It was the same process so it took about the same amount of time. She was my favorite, and even as a human she was just... It’s impossible to describe what she’s like. She was basically an angel. Not the rabbit, the actual thing.

Rarity: The thing about the program is you can make a human, color him/her, give him personality... but you can’t do hair styles. I can just imagine what her reaction will be like when she sees herself.

Rainbow Dash: Rainbow hair was fun to color.

Applejack: The most natural looking human of the bunch.

And Finally, Pinkie Pie. I guess her voice will act as an alarm telling me they are complete. If I hear a giggle from my basement, that means they’re done.

Each one took an hour to make. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash took an additional half-hour. Unfortunately, I don’t remember why. I’m pretty sure I’m going to regret whatever it was later, but I was too tired to recheck.

Start Creation...

Pod_1 Age: 22

Pod_2 Age: 22

Pod_3 Age: 22

Pod_4 Age: 22

Pod_5 Age: 22

Pod_6 Age: 21

I made them all my age except for Pinkie. I wanted them to be my friends, not someone I had to take care of, and instead of trying to figure out their age from the show, I chose mine.

Start

The green lights above all the pods started flashing and the timer started counting down.

When I finished it was 5:00am. I had been up all night, but I was too excited to go back to sleep.

The pods were designed to speed up the aging process: 5 years was 1 month. 22 years was about 5.

The process could be slowed down though. I used that option to make Pinkie Pie finish with the rest of the ponies.

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:48s

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:47s

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:46s

I couldn’t keep my eyes off the timer. It was like they were glued there, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get them off. I kept watching for 33 minutes... then, I fell asleep.

***

Everyday, I would go down and make sure everything was working correctly. I had a new job by then as a doctor. I would spend 10 hours at the hospital, 2 hours checking on My Little Humans, and 4 hours doing other things. That left 8 hours for sleep, which was perfect.

Days passed as I waited...

Weeks...

Months...

30 minutes remain....

I bite my lips. Uncertain this is going to work.

I pray, wish, and hope it will.

It worked every single other time.

But those were just random experiments.

I have to remain optimistic...

15 minutes...

My pessimist side starts to envelop me in darkness.

This isn’t going to work.

It’s impossible.

Hopeless...

10 minutes...

I feel a salty sea of tears form beneath my eyes.

It becomes an ocean.

I feel afraid and worried.

I’m almost certain it won’t work...

5 minutes...

They feel like an eternity.

Years between each heartbeat.

Centuries between each second.

My thoughts become foggy...

1 minute...

Praying...

Hoping...

30 seconds...

…

Thoughts become slower...

…

15 seconds...

Usually, I would consider it over by now, but now, it feels like less than half the time has passed.

1 second...

And as the longest second in my life ends, I hear a small beep...

Pod_1 successful

As I read the computer screen, my tears turn into tears of joy.

Pod_2 successful

So far so good...

Pod_3 successful

All this is happening in less than a second, but, to me, it’s years.

Pod_6 successful

What happened to 4 and 5. My tears devolve back into tears of sadness.

Then I hear two chimes from the computer...

Could it be?

Pod_5 successful

Pod_4 successful

“YES!” I yell in the loudest voice I’ve ever had. Good thing my Basement/Lab was insulated, if they weren’t, everyone would have thought I was a lunatic... or I got that new video game, whatever it was called.

Begin opening sequence...

The pods Hisss...

It’s now combined with the sound of churning gears...

Beeps from the computer...

The doors slide slightly, but they aren’t open yet.

The process stops. I look around, trying to figure out what happened. Everything is just right. Why did it stop? Didn’t the computer say the process was successful? I charge to the computer to check. It takes me a while to understand what’s going on, but when I do, I feel much better.

“Finish Process?” asks the computer. I didn’t want to miss this moment, so I changed the settings to stop it from completing until I accepted.

“Yes,” I answer.

Just after I press “Enter”, I hear a giggle...

It worked...

My Little Pony Human: Friendship is Magic Science

Chapter 1

by Wisami

This story takes place in 2019

It was life changing! When I first heard of it, I thought, This must be a joke. That isn’t quite true now, I’m addicted... obsessed... in love! And with what? A cartoon. A simple cartoon originally made for young girls. It was intended to be just a long commercial, but to me it’s much more. Just seeing the characters attracts you and pulls you towards the screen. It refuses to let go until it’s over. The only problem was, it was only a cartoon. Once the 22 minutes were over, the whole thing was over. At least, until a new episode started.

I dreamed of living in their world, walking through the streets. Everywhere you go a smiling face. I wanted to taste their food, to watch the races... I dreamt of it everyday. However, although their world was amazing, it wasn’t what I truly wanted. I wanted to meet them. All six of them.

I would imagine stories of us going on adventures together. Defeating evil, escaping from dangerous mythical creatures, or just having fun. If I ever felt depressed, all I had to do was watch an episode and the worst day ever would become the best.

I started watching the show when I was 14. I’m 22 now, and I just can’t get them off my mind. Fortunately, it wasn’t going to remain “just a cartoon” for too long. In 45 minutes all this will be true, the characters will exist in my world. Up until 5 years ago, what I was doing now was basically impossible. However, it all changed when a small, unknown company asked me to join them. I was only 17, but everyone considered me a genius. I didn’t completely agree, but why change what they thought of me? They told me that if I joined them, they would give me a job and the rest of my studies would be provided by them. There was nothing I could lose... so I accepted.

What they had done was amazing! It was like something from a crazy sci-fi movie, and it was almost complete. I would go to my new job everyday and work from sunrise to sunset, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. My job was to fix the minor flaws that prevented the invention from working properly. It was a painfully slow process, but after 3 long years it was finally completed.

They had been working on this project for years before me. It was hidden from the public to avoid attention. Now, here I was about to test it for the first time. It wasn’t really the first time though. There were hundreds of attempts before mine, and each had ended horribly. It was my first attempt though.

The device consisted of a large computer connected to a dozen “pods”, each pod was oval-shaped and had a small circular window near the top, similar to a plane’s, a large cable was connected to each pod on one end, and the computer on the other.

I turned the computer on...

I turned the first program on...

I finished the design...

Added it to “Project”...

Closed first program...

Opened second program...

“Created” memories...

Added it to “Project”...

Closed second program...

I opened the final program...

Added orange “artificial pigment” to hair...

Added it to “Project”...

Opened “Project”...

Chose Age...

Create...

***

One month later, I returned to the company. The LED timer above the pod read:

00Y:00M:00D:00H:00m:05s

Five seconds later, the pod opened.

Inside was a five-year-old boy. I ran to the computer in excitement. This was too good to be true!

“Project”... “Completed”... “Test”...

I’m pretty sure my jaw hit the floor when I saw it. The boy looked exactly like the design, that meant that the first part was working!

I had to make sure the other parts were working too:

Age: 5 (Yes.)

Memories: I opened the memory folder. Watched and read a couple...

“Where were you born?”

“The Internet,” replied the boy. (I was having a little fun making the memories.)

“Name?”

“Orange-haired-one?” (Okay, I guess I had too much fun.)

Right then a memory popped up in my mind as well. I quickly switched to “Artificial Pigment”...

Yes, Neon-Orange hair!

Clearly, the program was working perfectly. This was a scientific breakthrough! Nothing like it ever before.

“Did it work?” Boomed a deep voice.

It was my boss, a large man with a whitish-grey beard. He usually wore a dress shirt with the first two buttons open, but today he was wearing a suit. It was a special day for he had been working on this project for years. He had hired a dozen scientists to do the job, and all of them had failed. This giant man was the founder of all this, I respected him for that and considered him my hero.

“Yes, sir,” I said with an air of pride in my voice.

“Good...”

“Is there something wrong sir?”

“No. No, Just get that kid some clothes and tell him to follow John. We need to make sure this project works exactly the way it was designed to. We don’t want any surprises.”

I gave the young boy my jacket. He was shaking from head to toe, from the cold and partly from fear.

“Now, go follow that man,” I said, smiling to make him feel more comfortable.

He nodded his head and reluctantly followed John. I had no clue where they were taking him. It was probably a nice warm room to stay in. I knew they were going to take care of him. They had to...

***

The weekend flew by. I couldn’t stop thinking about the boy. Thoughts were racing through my head nonstop.

Was he alive?

Are they taking care of him?

Did the project work?

Is he healthy?

Will he live like a normal human?

I was too worried to sleep, my head was about to explode from all the twisted thoughts. My imagination was poisoning my brain with the darkest imagery it could come up with. Something kept poking at my conscience, telling me something was not right. The pressure of it all was crushing me.

Finally, Monday came...

“YOU DID WHAT?!” I was screaming at the top of my lungs, waterfalls of tears under my eyes.

“We needed to know if the project was working correctly,” my boss said. He said it so calmly like nothing had happened. “It was the only way.”

“You’re a monster!” My lungs were now exploding each letter out of my mouth.

“Look, we needed to see if his internal organs were working properly. They were, which is a good thing.”

I noticed that he was getting angry. His face was closer to red than it’s original tan, and his breathing unsteady.

“YOU DISSECTED HIM!”

“What else could we do?” He was boiling now, but I was erupting.

That was the last straw.

“Sorry, for being rude I mean.”

“Good thing you came back to your senses. I was just about to fire you,” I could see his face slowly fade back to it’s normal color. Too bad he didn’t know the truth...

***

Everyday, they would make more “specimens”. Then they’d do cruel experiments on them. From dissecting to starvation. It was just too much to handle. I would have quit if the miracle hadn’t happened...

Turns out my boss stole most of the money he used to make the invention and pay scientists (me). He was just a crazy old man. A crazy old man in jail. What was even better, was that they didn’t know what he was working on. They had no clue that the device even existed. But I did...

***

That night, I went to the company. Using the equipment already there, I moved the computer and 10 of the pods onto one of their shipping trucks. First, I removed the cables, coiled them, then put them onto a cart and moved them to the truck. After that, I used the crane to pick up the computer and put it in with the cables. I had to do it carefully, but over the many years I worked there I slowly learned how to use the crane to move the computer from one place to another. The ten pods went in with the rest of the stuff. I climbed into the driver’s seat and turned the key.

***

I kept it hidden for a year. I promised myself I wouldn’t use it. I basically turned my basement into a laboratory. Studying, improving, but not creating. It wasn’t until I was watching an episode of my favorite cartoon, that a light bulb lit above my head just as a lamp lit above Scootaloo’s. I remembered my dreams from before I started work on that invention, I wanted to meet the six main characters from “My Little Pony.” What was once just a crazy dream, was now a few steps away. All I had to do was go downstairs to the lab, and my dream would be reality.

Every step felt like an eternity. I just wanted to get down there. Lift my leg. Down. Up. Down. Running. I reached the door. Open. Down the steps. Finally.

My heart was about to leap out of my throat from excitement. The computer finally turned on and the green light above the first pod lit up. The computer display read: Ready!

Opened Design: The software for design was one of the most brilliant I had ever seen! Using a touch pad and a stylus, you could draw exactly the shape you wanted. Any simple anatomic incorrections were automatically corrected, major flaws were rejected. At first, I thought of making them look like real ponies, but they looked just scary. My second attempt was to make them look like they did in the show. The program had other thoughts though: it refused to keep them that way due to large amount of anatomic incorrections. Finally, I decided to make them human. I gave the one I was working on a smart look. Beautiful. I used some fanart from the Internet as a reference which made it easier to design a human that actually looked like the character she was based on. Even though she was a whole other species, anyone who saw her would be able to figure out who she was. I tried to add a horn. No, too scary and unnatural. Without the horn she was perfect.

Open Memory and Personality: This piece of software was even more amazing than the one before! All I had to do was upload pictures, videos, texts, sound clips... etc. and the program automatically fits them in the right places, fills in the blanks, and, if anything is missing, gives you a message that tells you exactly what it needs. I uploaded every single episode ever released. That should be enough. I edited out the parts which Twilight probably wouldn’t have known about. After that, it asked you a series of questions:

Name: Twilight Sparkle, I typed in the answer.

Please Pronounce!

“Twilight Sparkle,” I said clearly into the microphone.

“Twilight Sparkle,” The computer repeated.

Pronunciation Correct? yes.

Please insert voice clip or recorded voice if available!

I uploaded different sound clips from the show.

The program will now use sound clips to determine voice and personality...

…

DONE!

Add anything that might help determine personality.

I added some clips from the show where her personality was most clear.

Program will now show video...

…

I knew what was going to happen now. The program was going to simulate a clip to show you how the creation will look and act once completed.

As the video started, I was biting my nails.

Did it work?

Is it obvious who she is?

Thousands of thoughts rushed through my head as the video played. At the end, I only had one... Wow! She was exactly like her character from the show, the only difference was that she was human! I couldn’t believe that this was true. Was this another dream? It seemed like one. I pinched myself...

OW!

It wasn’t! I can’t describe how happy I was. A huge grin spread across my face. My heart wanted to leap out and dance with joy, and I wanted to dance with it. Unfortunately, my joy was interrupted by a beep from the computer.

Continue? Yes/No...

Add Artificial Pigment? The pigment was another amazing invention. It didn’t cause any health issues and was permanent. What it did was change the color of a creations skin/ hair to any color you wanted.

“Yes,” I typed into the computer.

The program for adding this pigment was like any other art program, you could choose a color using Hex Code, Red/Green/Blue Sliders, or Hue/Saturation/Brightness Sliders. After that, you could color away. Using a Hex Code, I chose the purple human’s hair color. Then I selected hair from “Default Selections” and chose color. I had to hand color the streaks in her hair, but they still turned out perfect. I tried coloring her whole body the color it was in the show but that looked too inhuman. I thought about it for a while, and then, I had the perfect idea. I could color her body a very, very light version of her color blended with a light natural skin color. one that would barely be noticeable, but still give the impression it was there. Perfect! The program also had a feature which allowed you to add pictures to your creation, which was perfect for adding “cutie marks.” I gave her a Cutie Mark on each “flank” just like in the show.

I reviewed the 3d model a couple of times, turning it, examining every single detail, correcting flaws and mistakes every once in a while until she truly was the amazing character she was based on.

Save

The process took an hour to complete, but it was worth it. My whole body was tingling with joy and excitement. I didn’t start the actual creation process though. I wanted all the designs to be complete before I started so that the creations would finish at approximately the same time.

Switch to Pod_2

The green light above pod 1 switched off and an identical light above the 2nd pod lit up.

Next was Fluttershy.

It was the same process so it took about the same amount of time. She was my favorite, and even as a human she was just... It’s impossible to describe what she’s like. She was basically an angel. Not the rabbit, the actual thing.

Rarity: The thing about the program is you can make a human, color him/her, give him personality... but you can’t do hair styles. I can just imagine what her reaction will be like when she sees herself.

Rainbow Dash: Rainbow hair was fun to color.

Applejack: The most natural looking human of the bunch.

And Finally, Pinkie Pie. I guess her voice will act as an alarm telling me they are complete. If I hear a giggle from my basement, that means they’re done.

Each one took an hour to make. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash took an additional half-hour. Unfortunately, I don’t remember why. I’m pretty sure I’m going to regret whatever it was later, but I was too tired to recheck.

Start Creation...

Pod_1 Age: 22

Pod_2 Age: 22

Pod_3 Age: 22

Pod_4 Age: 22

Pod_5 Age: 22

Pod_6 Age: 21

I made them all my age except for Pinkie. I wanted them to be my friends, not someone I had to take care of, and instead of trying to figure out their age from the show, I chose mine.

Start

The green lights above all the pods started flashing and the timer started counting down.

When I finished it was 5:00am. I had been up all night, but I was too excited to go back to sleep.

The pods were designed to speed up the aging process: 5 years was 1 month. 22 years was about 5.

The process could be slowed down though. I used that option to make Pinkie Pie finish with the rest of the ponies.

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:48s

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:47s

00Y:04M:15D:13H:34m:46s

I couldn’t keep my eyes off the timer. It was like they were glued there, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get them off. I kept watching for 33 minutes... then, I fell asleep.

***

Everyday, I would go down and make sure everything was working correctly. I had a new job by then as a doctor. I would spend 10 hours at the hospital, 2 hours checking on My Little Humans, and 4 hours doing other things. That left 8 hours for sleep, which was perfect.

Days passed as I waited...

Weeks...

Months...

30 minutes remain....

I bite my lips. Uncertain this is going to work.

I pray, wish, and hope it will.

It worked every single other time.

But those were just random experiments.

I have to remain optimistic...

15 minutes...

My pessimist side starts to envelop me in darkness.

This isn’t going to work.

It’s impossible.

Hopeless...

10 minutes...

I feel a salty sea of tears form beneath my eyes.

It becomes an ocean.

I feel afraid and worried.

I’m almost certain it won’t work...

5 minutes...

They feel like an eternity.

Years between each heartbeat.

Centuries between each second.

My thoughts become foggy...

1 minute...

Praying...

Hoping...

30 seconds...

…

Thoughts become slower...

…

15 seconds...

Usually, I would consider it over by now, but now, it feels like less than half the time has passed.

1 second...

And as the longest second in my life ends, I hear a small beep...

Pod_1 successful

As I read the computer screen, my tears turn into tears of joy.

Pod_2 successful

So far so good...

Pod_3 successful

All this is happening in less than a second, but, to me, it’s years.

Pod_6 successful

What happened to 4 and 5. My tears devolve back into tears of sadness.

Then I hear two chimes from the computer...

Could it be?

Pod_5 successful

Pod_4 successful

“YES!” I yell in the loudest voice I’ve ever had. Good thing my Basement/Lab was insulated, if it weren’t, everyone would have thought I was a lunatic... or I got that new video game, whatever it was called.

Begin opening sequence...

The pods Hisss...

It’s now combined with the sound of churning gears...

Beeps from the computer...

The doors slide slightly, but they aren’t open yet.

The process stops. I look around, trying to figure out what happened. Everything is just right. Why did it stop? Didn’t the computer say the process was successful? I charge to the computer to check. It takes me a while to understand what’s going on, but when I do, I feel much better.

“Finish Process?” asks the computer. I didn’t want to miss this moment, so I changed the settings to stop it from completing until I accepted.

“Yes,” I answer.

Just after I press “Enter”, I hear a giggle...

It worked...