Life in Equestria

“Well, it was nice meeting IRL, ‘Radon’.” I winked as I began to pack up my pony toys.
“Yep. I’ll see you on Skype later.”
MY mother opened the door and gestured to me. I was stopped by a bright blue and purple flash. “So what you’re saying is that this portal leads to alternate dimensions?” We all stepped back.
The two colourful blobs stepped out. One was a bright blue unicorn with a silvery mane, the other being a lavender unicorn with a purple and pink mane. The purple one nodded at the blue one. I assumed the blue pony had asked the question. “This should be enough research, back to Ponyville.” The two leapt back into the portal. A portal… To Ponyville… Without thinking, I flung myself towards the shrinking portal that had once taken up most of the floor. My mum jumped in after me, as if to catch me. James, in the confusion, followed.
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I landed with a thump. Two thumps echoed. I got up onto my feet. Well, not ‘feet’ but hooves! I examined myself curiously, crimson wings sprouted from my back. My brown mane gently danced in the cool breeze. I looked over to the stirring figure, a turquoise Pegasus with a deep blue and white mane. The turquoise pony that was James got onto unsteady hooves. “What… Happened?” Only when James got a look over his new form did he realize what had happened. “Hell yeah! I’m a pony!” I giggled at the phrase, if you weren’t a fan of My Little Pony, being excited to be a horse would sound a bit odd. “Wait… Does this make me a girl now?
“You don’t sound like one. You’re just a colt with a feminine body structure.”
“I wonder how many stallions will flirt with me…” He grumbled. I chuckled. Our attention was grabbed by the final groaning figure who was struggling to get up. I used my wing to help her up. I was surprised that I knew such vivid knowledge about my wings and I only have had them for a couple minutes. I averted my gaze to the figure, my mum. She had a light pink coat and a light yellow mane that curled around her horn. “This… is going to take some explaining…”
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“So what you’re saying is now we’re all ponies from a babies’ TV show. This dohickey on my head can let me use magic and your wings can let you fly… Did someone put some drug in my coffee?” I shook my head, “No, my theory on what happened is those two unicorns, Trixie and Twilight, opened a portal to research our universe, and we went in the portal. Clever us.” My mum furrowed her brow. “You mean ‘clever’ you! You’re the one who got us in this mess!”
“Excuse me, mares, are you three ok?” A young voice chimed in. We looked down at the source, a cream pony, a white unicorn and an orange chicke- I mean Pegasus. “Y-yes we are!” I forced a smile, “My friend here, Volt, suggested we went to Sugarcube Corner.”
“Sugarcube Corner is that way.” The Pegasus pointed behind us.
“Well, I’m never letting Cream Puff here direct us again!” I laughed. An invisible sweat drop trickled down my forehead. My story had convinced them. They trotted off. “Mother of god I got lucky.” I coughed, nervous that they were still in hearing range. “How’d you come up with such a good back-story?” Volt jumped to my side and raised an eyebrow. I tapped my nose with my wing.
My mum, Cream Puff, wasn’t bearing the reality, “C-cream puff… Heh… Heheh… This… This ain’t real… I’m not a pink unicorn, you’re not my daughter, and you’re not a blue winged horse. I’m not in Ponyland. You are not real.” That final sentence really hit me. I slammed my back hooves into her face, knocking her clean out. “You deserved that.” I growled. “I… Uh… Yes! Yes she did!” Volt started to panic.
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I had gotten my mother stuck in Ponyville hospital, and was perfectly okay with it. Volt and I were examining a flat we rented. It was a small room, with a mini bathroom. The first week was free, which was really lucky for us. The awkward moment came when the moon began to rise; one bed, two ponies. “I call dibs on the bed!” I leapt onto the bed. Volt pushed me off with his wing and snuggled up. I grumbled. “Fine, I’ll sleep under the bed.” I didn’t have to sleep under the bed, but I thought it added a sense of humour to the random situation we were in.
“Mhhm… Mmm… *yawn* Five more minutes… Mmm…” I yawn, rolling over onto my side. I rub my eye with my wing to retrieve my vision. I can hear Volt’s sleep murmurs; he was most likely having a good dream, like the one I was awoken from. His mumbles start to get a bit raucous; I slam my hoof into the mattress through the wooden beams to silence his audacious cacophony. He quietens down. Time passes. Volt starts making weird noises again. I flutter out from under the bed to see what he was doing to make such a weird noise. Volt was lying in bed, munching on his pillow. Note to me, get a new pillow. Maybe he was dreaming about food? I didn’t really care, I cantered into the bathroom. The lights flickered on. The room seemed such higher quality earlier. A cracked light bulb was the only source of light in the room. The shower curtains were ripped and torn. The mirror was smudged and dirty. I splashed some water from the mucky sink on my face and trotted out. I crawled back under the bed and went back to sleep.
There is a sharp stabbing of wind in my stomach, either a – as the kids say – wicked bad tummy ache, or the window was open. I flapped my wings in a attempt to wake myself up. Crawling from under the bed, I ‘flew’ to the window, it was open.