Brony in Ponyville

by TwilightTK

Rating: everyone
Tags: Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Human, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other
Length: 3147

After opening up an email, I'm transported into Ponyville... in the body of a stallion!

When I open up an email from Princess Celestia, I wake up the next day in Ponyville, as a stallion.

All inspiration comes from a very.... detailed, dream. :)

Published 2012-05-03 04:04:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-12 04:05:12 UTC

The Party

8:13 PM

"So, TK, can you come to the end-of-the-year party tonight?" My friend, Josh, asks me.

"No man, sorry, I gotta study for the finals." I sadly replied.

"Dude," Josh tried to convince me, "Those aren't till Monday, c'mon!"

I still wanted to get the best on these finals. It was our last year of college. Josh and I grew up together since I moved into his neighborhood back when we were six. "Well, I guess you gotta point... It is Friday..."

"There we go!" Josh yelled with excitement.

8:21 PM

The second Josh and I stepped foot out of the elevator onto the bottom floor (actually, the basement, where the college allowed us to party) we felt vibrations from the music beat. It was playing one of those songs from the group LMFAO, 'Party Rock Anthem,' and when we saw people, most of them were 'shuffling'. I enjoyed the song a lot, so I immediately started shuffling, too, while Josh was looking at me with the look that said, "You're such a dumbass."

We made our way over to the snack table, lined up with punch and chips and nachos and pizza and basically any kind of party food you can think of.

I grabbed a cup of punch and a plate with chips and pizza, and made my way over to a table with some girls. I knew some of them. The reason I hanged out with them once in awhile was because they reminded me of something obvious, but I could never put my mind to figure it out.

"Hey girls!" I said, greeting them.

"Hey TK!" they welcomed back to me.

They all had real different personalities, there were six of them:

Tara Sparks, a girl that is always seen with a book in her hand, is really smart and well educated. Her family is from this fancy town in Europe, and she always talks with this Princess. Her favorite color is obviously purple, because she always wears a purple blouse and jeans, with dark purple hair, striped with a dark pink and light purple color. She says she loves the works of magic and reads books about them.

Rue Dasher is a tomboy, and loves racing. She is very fit and fast. She says she wants to join the aerial team, the 'Blue Angels' when she gets older. She studies weather a lot, and knows some karate. Her favorite color is, well, all of them. She loves rainbows and wears wristbands, each with different colors. She normally wears a blue t-shirt and shorts. She is a good prankster, but always remains loyal. She dyed her hair all the different colors of the rainbow.

Jackie Apal, like Rue, is also a tomboy. Her family comes from Louisiana, where her family is well known for growing and harvesting apples. She has a very deep Southern accent. Also like Rue, she is very competitive, and they even had a race last year, somehow with Tasha beating them both. She wears an orange shirt and orange shorts, with her infamous cowboy hat. She never lies, and is the most honest person I've ever met.

Petty Peink, one of the craziest and random people you will ever meet. Her foster parents and her own a sweets factory, and she goes there every other weekend. She is part of the school's cheer-leading squad, and is a massive party-goer. In fact, I believe she actually helped put this specific party together. She always wears pink, including her hair. She always laughs at jokes, and she jokes herself all the time.

Shay Flutts, like Petty, she has pink hair. Unlike Petty, she is very quiet and really shy. She is taller for her age, over growing Josh, who is on the verge of 6'. She's frightened easily, probably afraid of her own shadow. She wouldn't harm a fly. And why would she? She loves animals, owning a cottage with all different kinds. Her favorites are butterflies and rabbits. She usually wears yellow clothing, such as a sweater and shorts.

Tia Raary, a young lady taking dress classes. It's been her life long dream to be a dress designer, and most of the clothes she wears are her own. She must be from Europe as well as Tara, as she has a thick, British-like accent. She is very generous, but expensive. She has paid Tara's younger brother, I believe his name was Skyler, to dig up some jewels and gems for her. Skyler doesn't mind, cause he's mildly in-love with Tia. She always wears her own white, silk dresses.

The girls were telling me how they're week went by, and filling me in on what was new. Still worried on the finals coming up, I asked them what they thought about it. Tara, of course, was prepared, as she always studies. Rue went over some of it, but told me that she works only about ten seconds a day on it. Jackie said she had studied for some of it. Petty being Petty, she asked, "There's a test?", Shay said in her quiet voice that she had studied quite a bit, and Tia also did, too.

9:37 PM

After about an hour of talking to the girls and eating, I started feeling a little woozy, "Ugh... what the... somethin's in th-this... punch..." I claim through my drunkenness. Someone had obviously spiked it. Worst thing is, I had about four cups of punch, and I was a very light drinker, only for celebrations or such, and even then, I rarely got intoxicated. Shay felt my forehead to see if I was okay, but all she got in response was my head slamming face first into the table.

I awoke several hours later, feeling a wet cloth on my head. I opened my eyes, seeing Shay and the girls standing around my bed. Since we all met in the beginning of college, we said if anyone of us got injured or in trouble they would try their best to help each other. I looked at the clock on the headdress, which read 3:04 AM. I'd been out for over five hours. Recollecting what happened, I ask "Ugh... my head. Thanks, girls."

Looking at each other nervously, they decided to tell me something completely off-topic:

"Check your e-mail, Tim," Tara commanded.

"Wha-?" I asked, as Rae hands me my iPhone, opened to my e-mails.

Emailed by Royalty

After being handed my phone opened up to my e-mail utility, I noticed the name at the top, the name of the sender. It read, Princess Celestia.

I immediately thought this was a joke. That Petty had figured out my obsession with the show 'My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic' and made a fake e-mail account to mock me on it.

I chuckled at the e-mail, but opened it to go along with this joke. It said, "Hello, Timothy Kelly, or TK, as your friends call you. I am Princess Celestia, from the land of Equestria. Your six friends, Tasha, Rue, Jackie, Petty, Shay, and Tia, are truly the Mane Six, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Rarity. After being informed about your obsession on our show, we decided that you can come here, and be the luckiest of all bronies! Do you want it?" I read aloud, and below was a link that said, 'If yes, click here!'

Stunned, I look up at my friends, knowing it couldn't be real, however my mind was doubting something. When I see them, they're not there. At least, in human form. They look like the six ponies from the show, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash both hovering in the air, everyone of them looking at me with a smile.

Speechless, I try to muster my voice. "Uh... i-I, uh..." I passed out from this surprise, the last feeling I sense is my thumb pressing against my iPhone's screen, right where the link was.

"Ugh... what the... what the hell happened last night?" I ask myself after waking up the next morning. I recall going to the party with Josh, meeting the girls, talking... I got drunk, what else? 'I know I'm missing something,' I think, 'what was it?'
Confused and slightly frustrated, I pull my long hair out of my eyes, but instead of feeling my hand with five digits on it, I feel one large, flat, solid surface. I look at it, noticing it as a hoof. "What the-?!" I yell in amazement.

I look down at my body. Instead of seeing my shirt, pants and white skin, I see nothing but a lightly green body. This discovery finally reminds me what happened after I woke up, "The girls, the e-mail, the ponies..."

"Hi, TK!" I hear a familiar voice behind me.

I turn around to see Pinkie Pie.

"Pe-Petty?" I ask, making sure this is not some sort of dream.

"TK, just call me Pinkie! Petty's my human name!" she says.

"Oh, whew... oh boy," I say, my head spinning again.

"Geez, TK, how many times are ya gonna pass out?" Pinkie asks, jokingly.

I finally take a notice of my surroundings, happening to be in Twilight's library home. The noise awakes Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity, who must of had a sleep-over, waiting till morning to surprise me, apparently Pinkie had to be the first to say hi.

"How are you doing, TK?" Twilight asks me.

"Surprised, just, like, six of my friends turned into ponies I thought were just from a show, and now I'm talking to them, I'm a colt myself- wait a minute." I check 'down-stairs' to make sure I was still a man, colt, whatever. Thankfully, I was.

"Plus, to make it worse, I have the mother of all hangovers right now." I say, my head aching.

"Oh, than let me help you with that," Twilight says as she uses her magic to conjure a spell.

"You think that's gonna wo-" I ask, getting cut off from the immediate relaxation I feel on my brain. "Wow! Twilight, your a miracle worker!" I thank.

"It was no big deal, I do that for Pinkie Pie when she parties to hard," she says, than whispers, "which is a lot..." I laugh, and ask for more information on this brony competition.

"Well, since we started Season One back in October 2010, of course, starting out as a kid show, we all started getting hints about older people watching the show. We thought they were just really connected to their children, but, when we went on YouTube and noticed our scene clips, and that they were most popular with 20 - 40 year old men, we knew something was going good," Twilight explained, "So we kept continuing the show. Rainbow came up with the idea of a contest to see what it'd be like with a person here. We all decided that they had to be the biggest fan of our show, so after we found out about you, TK, we tracked you down, and disguised ourselves as normal human females attending your college." She finished with a smile.

"Wow, sounds so easy. But how do you even know about humans, I thought Equestria and America, even Earth, were two different worlds! How did you get to Earth, and get me into Equestria?" I ask.

"Simple, really, Celestia built an ever-lasting magical portal that linked our worlds, us to television and videos." Twilight said.

"Yeah... that's simple..." I said. "So, can I, like, live here or something? Or, do I trade off my lives as a human and a colt? Because I'm happy either way."

"Well, if you mean you want to keep going back and forth because of your friends and family, you don't have to. Because when you say yes to that e-mail, it automatically pulls your family and closest friends here too, with their memories wiped of all human thoughts, and replaced with the thoughts that they were always ponies. That way, your anti-brony friends, Josh, and..."

"Jake?"

"Jake, won't be..."

"Pissed?"

"Yeah."

Speaking of both Josh and Jake, I hear their voices from outside, and two knocks on the door. Twilight opens it, and I see two colts in the doorway, who look oddly familiar. "Josh? Jake?" I ask.

"Of course, man!" "Yeah!" They both respond.

I noticed their features;

Josh, like usual, had a light brown body with short black hair, with a wrench as his cutie mark, because he wanted the job of an engineer, and he was a unicorn.

Jake, who now had a dark orange body, with his usual dirty blonde hair, and had a football as his cutie mark, resembling his love for sports. He was an earth pony.

After noticing their looks and race, I actually checked myself out. I was also a unicorn, with a paint brush and a pencil crossing each other, which described my passion for art and writing.

"So, TK, you up for the party tonight?" Josh asks me, interrupting my thoughts.

"Party?" I ask.

"Yeah, man, the one at Pinkie's, right Pinks?" Jake reminded.

"Totally!" Pinkie Pie yelled, now bouncing up and down.

"Uh, sure," I said, feeling sober enough to party again.

Realization

7:58

The Mane 6, Josh, Jake, and I make it to Sugar Cube Corner, ready for another party. When we walk in, I already hear the music from last night, 'Party Rock Anthem', but as I listen closer, the lyrics have changed, and even the title. I hear, for example, "Everypony have a good time," and "Put your hooves up to the sky, to the sky, to the sky...". This lead me to conclude that EVERYTHING had been converted into pony versions. We walk up to the food table together, where we meet two more colts, who Jake and Josh recognize immediately;

"Evan! Nabi!" They greet them simultaneously.

Evan, my friend from Elementary School, always had a liking of planes and the air, he even had a pilot's license at 16. This mostly described why he was a pegasus, and that his cutie mark was that of a tornado. He wore these aviator glasses on his head, strapped against his long, blonde hair. His fur color was a light yellow.

Adrian, who we called 'Nabi', had a similar color fur scheme to Jake, but more of a light orange, almost like Applejack's. Nabi always told us about how much he wanted to be a Marine Biologist, which was something of an oxymoron to his pony species, a pegasus. He said that he learned how to swam underwater. His cutie mark was a fish tank.

"Hey!" "Wassup!" The two yelled in unison.

Man, this was crazy, I was here, partying, with ten of my friends, four of which, including me, are from a world with humans, the other six being from all I thought was a show. Thinking that this was going to be it from now on, I took a drink, and talked to my friends. "So Josh, how's the engineering doing?" I ask, trying to get caught up.

"Well, it's going pretty good, why do you ask?" He responded.

"Oh, no reason, I was just... curious..." I said. How could I not be curious, within 24 hours I go from being a human to being a pony, yet I'm still partying. Heh.

"How 'bout you, Jake?" I switch my attention to Jake.

"Dude, we won the game last week, you were there!" He said, bumping my shoulder.

"Oh, uh, yeah, I was just trying to remember everything, I had a huge hangover today... and yesterday..." 'And in another world,' I thought.

Continuing these awkward conversations, I found out that Evan had been accepted to the Wonderbolts after seeing his amazing flying skills, and that Nabi was enjoying his marine biology, like always.

The five of us being together again at the same place in a party reminded me of the time when we tried becoming a band together. I was the lead singer, both Josh and Nabi on guitars, Jake on the keyboard, and Evan on drums, we were invited to lots of parties. We made a few songs, most of it was rap or hip-hop. We eventually gave up after we crashed our van with all our band stuff into a lake, because of a goddamn old man that cut me off, and to avoid hitting him, I had to veer off the bridge ten feet above water, which we crashed right through. We never did give up the dream, though. We swore that if we ever could afford to get our stuff back, and to get recognized again, that we would start our band again.

I arose from my thoughts, and noticed the eleven of us sitting at a huge booth and eating nachos, chips, pizza, and, what I knew but didn't care about anymore, spiked punch. I already noticed how bad I had to piss, so I excused myself from the table.

When I get to the bathroom, I see a colt, who looks about my age, sniffing, which I could only presume to be, cocaine. I say, "Dude, why are you doing crack?"

Drugs always had a bad effect in my life, which is why I hated them. My mother and father did crack, which is why my grandfather had adopted me, to save me from that kind of bad treatment. Being raised near Detroit, I witnessed it quite often. Thankfully, none of my friends ever did it, closest thing was when Jake started smoking, but that's it. If I ever came across someone doing it, I always tried to help.

"Huh?" He asked, his dark blue face covered in white powder. "I dunno, I'm depressed."

"Well this isn't gonna solve anything," I said, and grab his bag of coke and throw it in the trash can. "Here's some advice: When you feel depressed about something, just get right back at it, and never give up. When I'm sad, I stop being sad, and be awesome! True story." I finish.

The colt actually thought of what I said for a moment, and said, "Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem, just, deal with stuff, like, say, 'Hey, I just got transported to a world with humans, which I thought were just from a TV show!' Sure, deal with it, adjust, you'll be fine." I finish, and walk out of the rest room.

Only until I sit back down do I realize what I had just said. I just said to not only a complete stranger, but to myself, to deal with problems and scenarios. A huge scenario is being transported from a world to another world, and getting completely together. I just comprehended a crazy, far-off, scenario, easily. And helped another one do the same.