Mares and Fillies

by sugarush13

Pinkie Pie

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*plonk* Pinkies eyes shot open! *plonk* she sat up in bed.
*thump...thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump* .... "WWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" She scrambled off the bed and zoomed into the bakery leaving a trail of pink behind her. She came to a halt when she found a yellow unicorn with an orange mane shaking at the top of the stairs. Judjung by her size, she was about the age of a filly. She seemed to be afraid of the stairs, no, what was at the bottom. Pinkie looked down and spotted a cream colored pegasus, about the same age of the unicorn. Tears were streaming down his face as he waved his hooves in the air and screamed like it was the end of the world.

She attemted to run down the stairs, but only received a beating from the top step. Picking herself up she suddenly felt smaller. Observing her hoofs she noticed that they also seemed smaller. She tried to take another step, but only received another beating. This time from the second step. She once again picked herself up, blinking her blue eyes a few times. She looked at the cream pegasus had stopped crying and was staring at her with intrest.

"Pinkie.." Pinkie whipped her head around. The unicorn had stood up and taken a step forward.

"Pie.." Pinkie once again turned her head. The pegasus was staring at her, wings buzzing and a wide grin spread across his face. "YAY!" With one powerful stroke he was up off the ground and shooting towards the confuzed party pony. The Pegasus crashed head first into the pony, giving them each a beating from the stairs... Again. Pinkie pie looked at the filly now laying on top of her, then her ears went flat against her skull. He was the same size as her.
Her eyes opening wide she pushed the filly off her chest, and ran down the stairs, well, more like tumble down the stairs. Her bum hit the ground hard as tears stung as her eyes. She slowly stood up and wobbled into the bakery. Upon entering she looked around, before her eyes locate their destination. A mirror. She limped over, afraid of what she might see. Taking a deep breath she looked at her reflection, but the pinkie in the mirror didn't look back. Pinkamina did.

Her breaths soon turned into gasps of air as she tried to understand what was happening. She banged her hoof against her head trying to come to a conclusion, but only failed. She stared at the ground in confusion, thinking about her childhood. Her brow furrowed as she could suddenly remember more details of her filly life, like it was just yesterday. However, her dwelling time was cut short as a certain cream Pegasus screamed her name and once again crashed into her.

"Pound cake!" She giggled as the once realizing who the filly Pegasus was. She gave a big guffaw sudenly realizing how much fun she could have now that she was a filly. Her energy felt doubled as she chased the twins around the bakery, laughing all the way.

Maybe it isn't so bad after all...


An hour later all three fillies where on the ground panting, two on the verge of falling asleep. Standing up, the party pony slowly carried the exhausted fillies up to their room. Once they where asleep, pinkie headed out the door, forgetting her current condition. She casually trotted up to twilights house and knocked on the door. No answer. She tried again with the same results. Thinking to herself, she got an idea! Trotting over to the balcony she stuffed her hoof into her poofy mane. "I still hope it works." She whispered I herself remembering her current state. Carefully pulling her hoof out, she found a small green box in her grasp. Putting the box down, a big red button appeared, which she pushed. Suddenly, a giant trampoline sprung out, taking its full form.

Clapping her hooves together, a smile crept across her face. Then, she lifted her hoof and placed it on the trampoline. She pushed down then let it spring up. Smiling even wider now, she stepped on. The pad creaked under her weight, as it was pushed down. Pinkie then bent her legs and sprung up, fell back down and jumped again. Repeating that process again, age spring up to look through twilights window, and couldn't believe what she saw.

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