The Alicorn of Music

I felt my consciousness regaining. The feeling of a body slowly returned, limb by limb. I felt my eyelids, which were closed. I heard a heart monitor in the background. I knew that I was laying down. I knew what was going on. I knew that I was terrified.

I was even more terrified to lift my eyelids. I didn't want to look at myself and see what a deformity I had become. I was worried that I was going to live the remainder of my life as a clam unable to move by myself, feed myself, dress myself, clean myself, use the toilet by myself!

There was a talking in the distance that was difficult to understand, but then I heard a word. One word in the form of a question. "Doctor?"

This was when reality hit me, which was by far the most terrifying and disappointing moment of my life. I was completely taken over by fear and anger. A tear found it's way outside from behind my still closed eyelid, and then another.

I began muttering the word "no" under my breath. The word became slightly louder with more tears to follow, and right as I was about to lose it, I felt something touch my arm. My reflexes made me swat back at it. "At least I have my arms", I thought.

Then whoever was in the room said, "Woah, it's okay. You can trust me... I'm a doctor."

"Why did this happen?", I was sobbing. "Why am I here?

The doctor chuckled, "I was hoping you could tell me."

"No... I fell so far."

"Ha. Apparently they found you passed out and severely dehydrated in the Everfree Forest!"

What? I thought to myself. Was my brain playing a trick on me? Had I actually become insane? Right when I was about to start crying again, there was a minor but sudden pain as I felt the doctor take an IV needle out of my arm. Instinctively, I opened my eyes.

"There you go!", said the doctor, "Nice and-"

"WHAT?!", I interjected.

He was a brown, talking horse with HUGE, glistening eyes. Behind him stood two more horses. One pink and one blue... I was about to flip out in a way that I hadn't since my barbiturate withdrawals a couple of years ago when I suddenly remembered.

My Little Pony.

It was a television show that I had often read about on internet forums. The show itself wasn't ever really the topic of discussion, but instead it's unique group of fans. They were mostly older men... I never actually watched the show, but I had seen enough screen captions and fan art to recognize it.

There was a broad spectrum of hallucinogenic drug experience in my past, and I was pretty sure that I knew the difference between something real and the effect of a drug... It felt very real, but I still wasn't sure if the doctors had just given me too much morphine or something.

I stopped myself from continuing on and looked at him. He looked at me.

"Are you okay?", he asked.

I responded, "Are you a talking pony that's also a doctor?"

The doctor stared at me for a moment. "Um... Yes?"

"Then, uh... What?", I said more to myself then I did him, I didn't really know what to say.

"Yes?", the doctor asked.

"Um. I-I don't know", I said.

"Well, everything seems to be just fine, maybe you're still a little dehydrated. What in Equestria were you doing in the forest all alone anyway?"

"I. Uh, what?"

"Here, have some water."

He reached down and picked up a glass of water with his hooves, stood on his hind legs, and motioned for me to take it. I reached out to take it and almost pissed myself doing so.

"Oh no... A hoof...", I thought.

I stopped, and stared at my arm. I pushed off the blanket I was under to see if my hunch was true. Of course I was right.

"I'm... I'm a pony.", I stammered.

"Ha," the doctor laughed again, "Yes, yes you are!"

Realizing that I couldn't simply grab the glass with one hoof, I sat up and used my other one to carefully hold it. It felt like I was under a lot of pressure at the time, and that maybe water was what I needed.

I slowly tipped the glass forward, trying not to tremble too much and end up spilling the water. I could see and feel an extended mussel between my eyes, and It was weird to synchronize my hooves to my new mouth, but eventually, I took a drink. It tasted like water, it went down like water, it was water. Only there was a different mouth drinking it.

I looked back up at the doctor and asked, "So when can I leave?"

The doctor looked back and said, "Pretty soon, we just have to get you checked out first."

"So, is there a mirror I could use?"

"There's a washroom behind the last door down the hall on your right."

I sort of rolled off the bed and stood up on two legs for a moment, realized that wouldn't work for a split second, and fell down on all fours.

I thought to myself, "Okay... one step at a time." Walking surprisingly came with much ease. Try to picture what it's like to walk on all fours, except your neck it arched up and it doesn't hurt to stay that way for long periods of time. I'm sure I looked rather strange with my "can't-stop-looking-at-my-legs" walking technique, but at least I was moving. I exited the room and saw the last door down the hall to my right, and proceeded to it.

I entered the room and found a large mirror almost immediately. At first, It was rather difficult to comprehend what I saw. Looking back at me was a blue colored, yellow and purple haired, green-eyed horse... With a horn.

To this day, I'm not sure why, but my first reaction was to open my mouth. I looked inside and saw the inside of a horse's mouth. Real as day... Then I looked over to my rear end and saw a tail. It felt like some sort of movable spine extension, which is really the only way to describe it.

Ironically, it wasn't until just then when I thought, "Why on Earth am I in a television show made for little girls?" I knew some people took the show seriously, but I highly doubt that this was the reason.

Coming to senses, I felt the urge to leave the hospital. I walked out of the room and for a moment thought, "Oh crap! I'm naked! They must have taken... Oh yeah." I didn't go back to my room but instead found a staircase that led me downwards.

After the first flight of stairs, I quickly found the exit when I noticed that it wasn't very monitored by the hospital officials. This was a little strange to me at first but I was still in the process of accepting that things here were very different from back home.

I casually walked out of the hospital and found myself in a very bright and colorful town. I still was not sure if this was real or not, but my mind was still numb. I'm not sure if I did what I was about to do because I was ready to completely lose it, or just because I didn't have the willpower to care about what I thought was acceptable at the time.