Chatter and Pinkie, a love story.

"Hello Mr. Matter. Are you up yet?" A sweet voice asked from above Chatter's head.

"Uhh..." He groaned, "where am I?"

"The hospital. You just went through some major surgery. But don't worry, it all went off without a hitch!"

"Surgery? The car must have hit me pretty hard huh?" He asked, still half asleep.

"Car? You mean...you weren't here for the alicorn augmentation with coat and mane recoloring?" Now he was awake.

"WHAT?!" He shouted, springing up and immediately falling down from not being used to his new, longer legs.

"Sir! Please, your going to hurt yourself!" The nurse said, trying to get him back into the bed. His hoof went up to push her away, but instead slapped her to the ground.

"Sorry!" He said as he was finally able to get his hoofing and scramble to the stainless steel countertop and look in a mirror. Surely enough, his coat was a pale grey and his mane a dark purple. A long horn protruded from his skull and two extra large wings extended from his back. "I hate my life," he said, putting his now extra long leg in front of his eyes. "Wait," he said, noticing something different about his voice, "why do I sound like a mare!?"

"We'll all alicorns are female sir, we aren't going to change that."

"You mean you..." He uttered.

"Yep."

Chatter-ette started screaming and slamming her hooves on the countertop, knocking over containers, and knocking over the cabinets mounted on the walls.

"Wait sir! We can fix it all!" She tried to calm the crazed alicorn.

"AHHHHHHH," Chatter continued to slam things and finally shattered the countertop.

The nurse slowly backed up to a glass case that had a tranquilizer gun within. She leveled the rifle and fired three darts straight into Chatter's plot, causing her to fall out asleep.