Of Vinyl and Belle'sby DJ DischargeChaptersPrologueChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3PrologueOf Vinyl and Belle’s By DJ Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ I woke up a loud thud on the floor, the object that hit the floor being my face and it hurt Like hell. As I opened my eyes I glared at the wall while I lay beneath my computer desk. My first thought was ‘Why the hell am I on the floor beneath my desk, and why does my body feel like it tried to play chicken with a semi?’. I tried to get up from my position on the floor only to fall my back with a thud. “What the Fri-” I grumbled before I stopped at the sound of my voice. ‘Okay...THAT is not my voice..’ I thought to myself as I heard a scream from my roommates bedroom. “That sounded like a little girl,...why is a kid in Damian’s room?” I mumbled to myself as i tried to stand in order to go and check on him. As I managed to get to what would normally be a crawling position I heard the screaming stop for a few seconds and then start again. I am getting pretty annoyed with all the screaming by now and so I yell “What the frick is going on in there?! If I find you molesting a kid or something I’m tossing you off the balcony!” I had finally gotten up and left my bedroom and I won’t lie I am pissed. I walked down the hall and went to Damian’s bedroom and push it open, staring at the small lump under the bed sheets. Now I'm no genius, but I can tell something was seriously messed up and was getting a gut feeling that I wasn’t gonna like the answer to my next question. “Um Dude? where are you?” I asked thinking that there is no way that the lump under the bedsheets is him. “NO! I’M UHH NOT HERE! this is my answering machine!” Yells the lump under the sheets in the same voice that was screaming earlier. I couldn’t help but say out loud what i was thinking. “Seriously? That is terrible and we don’t even have an answering machine! And why are you answering for Damian? Who are you?” i said as I glared at the lump. “Damian is not here ri-” I had enough of it I ripped the bedsheets off seeing a little white pony “Uhhh...” was all that escaped my mouth as I stared at the pony wondering when I could schedule a visit to a psychiatrist. “I-Its not what it looks like!” “So your saying there isn’t a white pony in Damian’s bed?” “I am Damian you jerk!” Damian huffed pulling the blanket over his head again “Riiiiiight and I’m Vinyl Scratch” I say sarcastically as I yanked the sheets off a second time “Go look in a mirror and you might be surprised” I roll my eyes before heading to the bathroom and noticed something I should have before. I was a lot shorter then normal judging by the fact that the counter was level with my chin and as I moved to the mirror leaning against the wall (we never did get it installed) I was starting to feel nervous. As I moved into view of the mirror I stared at the reflection. In the mirror stood not my usual reflection but a white unicorn with an electric blue mane and tail, red eye’s and last but not least, a musical note on her flank. I could only think of one thing to say. “Well shit on me...” I was startled out of my shocked state when the phone decided to make it’s presence known in its usual annoying fashion. I walked out of the bathroom towards the phone wondering if I should bother answering it until I read the number that was calling. It was Damian’s mother. Saying Damian’s mother is hard to deal with would be an understatement. Damian even had the phone label her number ‘Bitch from hell’. “Why now?” I groaned knowing that if I didn’t answer it she would be at our door faster than a fat kid after a box of twinkie’s. I picked up the phone greeted the hag with a “Yello!” I was answered with a “Who the hell is this?”. “Hello to you you too...” I thought while saying “I’m a friend of Damian’s” it was then I heard Damian.....crying? “And what is your name young lady?” This is why Damian always has plans when his mother wants to visit I was quiet for a second as I tried to think up a name before deciding “Vinyl”. There is no way in hell she knows about the show anyways and since I look like her right now I figured I could be forgiven my lack of creativity at the time. “Do I hear a kid crying?! just put my son on the phone!” I really don’t like her I have to think fast “Umm he went to the convenience store down the street! Can I take a message?” please let her buy it! “Yes you can Vinyl was it?” She asked sweetly. Sweetly as in honey laced with rat poison. “that’s right” I answered hoping she was still buying it “Go and shut that kid the hell up and get my sons lazy ass out of bed before I come down there and slap you and that kid!” I knew it my bitch radar was going off “Well that hit the fan fast” I thought to myself before answering “fine I’ll do what I can but I don’t expect him to be talking considering everything that’s happened this morning” ...and with that she hung up but not before calling me a harlot I put the phone back on the receiver before walking (or is it trotting now?) into Damian’s room. After waiting for him to stop crying for a few seconds he would not stop and so I tapped him on the shoulder in order to get him raise his head. “Wh-what?!” She shout’s before I stuff one of his old socks in his mouth “Your mother called and wants to talk to you...oh and she called me a harlot” I deadpan and Damian kept trying to pull the sock out “Great is that all she wanted?” Damian asked “And what are we going to do about THIS?!” “I think she may be planning to visit and how the hell should I know what to do?” I said hitting the remote and when the tv turned on my jaw dropped. Author's Note Well that's the prologue to my first fic! Please be kind in the comments and suggestions are apreciated! Chapter 1Of Vinyl and Belle’s By Dj Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ Me and Damian sat there watching the news with our mouths gaping. Apparently we were not the only ones to turn into ponies. “This morning Tara Strong, voice actress for the show ‘My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic’ woke up as none other than the character she voiced for, Twilight Sparkle. We have gotten reports that there are others who have woke up as ponies even a few in the brony community” The news woman said “Tara had this to say when interviewed by reporters ‘I hope that nobody thinks differently of me. Just because I have been turned into a pony does not mean I am different than anybody else other than my appearance’. Tara Strong is currently staying in her home being guarded from the bronies who want to get pictures of her like this and harass her and they are saying that any humans who have been turned into ponies should go to Nashville Tennessee” I decided now would be a good time to turn the tv off since we had a lot to discuss. I turned to Damian “Well what now? I’ve been turned into Vinyl Scratch and you into Sweetie Belle” “Well I don’t know I mean we could go to Nashville like they said and see what happens” Damian said shrugging I thought about it for a moment “How we gonna get there though? We can’t exactly drive car like this” “Well John we have one of two choices we can either walk all the way there or we can try and hitch hike and hope that we don’t get in the car with a crazy person” Damian said in a tone of utmost seriousness “Not much of a choice there” I say as I roll my eyes. I start to make a list of what we should take with us. “We will need money, food and water for the trip...maybe some sort of camping gear for shelter at night. Anything else?” “Umm I think I have an old tent in my closet and money we need money but wouldn’t it be easy just to stay in a hotel at night?” “Dude do you realise how much it would cost us to stay at a hotel EVERY night?” I answer. “Do you realise I HAVE a credit card AND some extra cash from my job along with a bit from my college fund so I think we can do it” Damian said with a grin “Fine I guess I have some cash i can throw in too but we should keep about one hundred in cash on each of us in case of emergencies only” I said and Damian raised his hoof up “What is it?” “Do hookers count as emergencies?” Damian asked “No dude...just no” I say as I glare at him but once again the phone rang and my bitch radar started to go off. “Three guesses who that is dude” “I’m scared to answer it” Damian said “Can you answer?” “No way it’s your turn this time!” I say as I head into the kitchen to make some breakfast “But I can’t you are older now so you do it” “Well unless you want food you're gonna have to answer it” I tell him as I open the fridge Damian grinned “I’m not hungry” I look out the kitchen doorway at Damian with a sceptical look on my face “You're not hungry? Has hell frozen over?” Damian shook his head as the phone kept ringing.“Well I guess you don’t want these waffles then” I say with a triumphant grin Damian shook his head “I can’t reach the phone so just suck it up and answer it.” “Have I ever told you I hate you?” I grumble as I walk over to the phone. “Plenty of times.” Damian said I pick up the phone to a very pissed off lady. “IT’S ABOUT TIME YOU ANSWERED THE PHONE!” I think she broke my bitch radar. I looked next to the phone where I kept the bitch radar and indeed it was shattered. “You know you're gonna destroy your voice and my eardrums if you keep yelling like that right?” I say. “I don’t care you hussy! Just put my damn son on the phone! I am getting tired of seeing all those damn horses on the news! now get him on the phone or so help me I will come down there and slap you so hard that your kids will feel it!” I wince at the reference to kids seeing as I’m no longer male. I cover the mouthpiece with a hoof and look at Damian “got any suggestions? Because no matter what we do I think she is gonna end up at our door”.Damian was holding back his laughter and shrugged “Sorry but he left for Vegas after he went to the convenience store and he won’t be back for a few days” “You better get him on the pho-” and with that I hung up on her because she was really getting on my last nerve. I turn to Damian with a serious expression “I’d say we have about half an hour before she breaks down our door” “So pack our shit and get out?” Damian asked I nodded “Now SCATTER AND GRAB MY WALLET A MESSENGER BAG AND THE KEYS!” Damian shouted “Fine you grab the water Cellphones and a laptop!” I yelled back “And the clean laptop! you know what I will just grab that you just sit down” “What you don’t trust me?” Damian asked “Not one bit” I said running around packing all the necessities. After I had gathered everything I grabbed the keys in my mouth and they tasted horrid. I saw Damian waiting at the door. Since I figured we did not have time left before his mother got here, I threw him on my back and took off out the door. After running out of the apartment complex and down the street ways I saw Damian’s mother’s black buick or as I call it the bitch mobile, pass us on the way to the apartment only for it to stop and back up. I have a feeling this will escalate quickly. “You damn horses leave this world!” She said as she threw water on Damian and I. “What the hell! watch it! You already broke my bitch radar!” I said. I’m starting to wonder if she gives personal lessons to the devil on how to be evil. “You're the one who I spoke with on the phone! What did you do with my son?!” She asked “I am your son mom so fuck you!” Damian said as I took off running again. I didn’t want to look back so I yelled at Damian. “Is she chasing us?!” Damian shook his head “No she is just sitting there not moving” ♪♫♪♫♪ After about an hour of walking we are passing a Wendy’s when Damian’s stomach growls like a chainsaw on steroids. I look over my shoulder at Damian with wide eyes “What the fuck was that?” “I didn’t eat this morning sorry I’m hungry!” Damian mumbled, his face pink from embarrassment. “We are near a Wendy’s now so lets just step in there to eat. Besides I could go for a burger right now” I say. “Not to mention the time to get off my hooves...this body is NOT made for physical activity and carrying you the whole way isn’t easy” “You have only yourself to blame for that one” Damian said laughing “And you can’t eat meat we are ponies now so you are kinda screwed there .” “Equine’s are perfectly able to digest meat” I say as I roll my eyes. “Well not really because if you bothered to check you do not have you canine teeth anymore so it would be nearly impossible to eat meat” “It’s not that hard but if it bothers you that much I can give up eating meat and give the way of the veggie eater a try” Damian sighed “Just lets get in there and eat some food I am starving” I walk up to the door and quickly realize a problem. The restaurant doors are usually pull to open from the outside and I don't have hands anymore. “Shit...” I said punching the door causing it to open a little “Uh that is convenient”. I push the door the rest of the way open and walk into the restaurant before I begin to feel a familiar pressure build. “ I’m gonna use the bathroom dude” I tell Damian as I set him down. “..Why did you need to tell me that?” Asks Damian “Because your coming with me since you're just a little filly and as the adult I can’t leave you unattended” I tell him with a smirk. I saw his eyes widen “No leave me here outside of the bathroom! I am not going on there with you! that is just creepy” I just roll my eyes “You have a dirty mind do you know that?” I ask and Damian just nods. ♪♫♪♫♪ We had finished our food I ended up eating one of those veggie burgers. It tasted pretty good...if by good you meant it tasted like someone put cardboard on a bun with condiments. Damian had a simple salad and about twenty two sodas and before we headed out the door I asked him again “Are you sure you don’t have to use the bathroom? I am not sure when we will pass a rest stop or another restaurant with people this nice” I asked and once again Damian shook his head “I don’t want to hear you whining about needing to use the bathroom while we are walking then” “Like I said I’ll be fine” Damian said “Now am I walking or are you going to end up carrying me again?” “You can walk for a bit. If I have to carry you all the time along with our gear I’ll be crippled by the time we get anywhere near Nashville” I said as we started making our long trek to our destination. As we continue down the street we passed a few kiosk selling different things one selling ties and all of that stuff even saw a few that sold dresses. As we passing one in particular I saw something that made me stop and stare. A pair of shades that looked like an exact copy of the ones Vinyl wears on the show. The old man behind the kiosk spies at what I am staring at “What? Are you interested in those? Take them. They’ve been sitting there for a year and no one has shown interest in buying them. Too big and gaudy for most people.” I look at the guy “Really? I can have them?” The old guy shrugs “Sure why not?” he grabs them and hands them to me. “here you go miss” “I bet” Damian stopped to let out a small yawn “You feel like the luckiest mare in the world right now” I put on the shades and look at Damian “how do I look?” “Like a pony with sunglasses that’s how” Damian said as he let out yet another yawn I glares at him through my new shades that I personally liked. “I meant do i look like Vinyl Scratch” I asked Damian rolled his eyes but agreed. We continued to walk towards the edge of the city when I started to slow down before turning to look at Damian “hey dude?”. “Yeah what is it?” Damian asked looking up at me “Well...Should we keep calling each other by our current names or should we come up with new ones since...you know...”I ask. “Personally I like my name but if you think we should come up with new ones or use the names from the show it is up to you” Damian said with yet another yawn “I like my name too but when others look at me all they are gonna think is “Hey isn't that Vinyl Scratch?”” “Well lets” He yawned again “Go by those names I guess I can stick with being called Sweetie Belle for a while” I sigh as I look at Damian no Sweetie Belle “I just hope no one asks me to start playing dubstep on some complicated sound system” “Could be funny though” another yawn “But lets get going from the looks of it we have a LOT of walking to do” “Alright” I say as we start walking before glancing at Sweetie Belle and groaning before lifting her on my back. “Woah what are you doing?” Sweetie asked “You're practically asleep on your hooves...” I say as I continue walking. Sweetie yawned again “I guess I could...close...my..eye” she said before drifting off “This is gonna be a long trip” I say out loud as I pull out my Iphone and put on my headset that I had managed to grab before we left the apartment. I was bobbing my head to the music as I walked down the street.Trying to ignore Sweetie’s snoring. ♪♫♪♫♪ I kept trotting through the path hoping to make it to Hollywood so that way we could at least find a better means of transportation only to hear a high pitched yawn in my ears. “Well it’s about time you woke up dude” Sweetie just rubbed her eyes “Where are we?” she asked yawning again “And what time is it?” “On a random path on our way to Hollywood!” I say and then look at my phone “Oh and it’s about 4:15 pm.” “I’ve been out THAT long?!” Sweetie shouted in my ears “Crap sorry sorry! and your levitating your phone!” I flatten my ears against my head “Damn it dude between you and your mother I’m gonna be deaf before we ev-” It then registers with me what she said. I stop suddenly and proceed to stare at my phone floating there in a blue aura not even noticing Sweetie squirming on my back “Ready to walk on your own?”I ask her after I decide not to question how I’m using magic. “Uh yeah sure I just have one problem” Sweetie said gritting her teeth a little. “What?” “I kinda have to” Sweetie began only to start mumbling “Huh?” “I kinda have to pee...”Sweetie said her face pink again as she looked down. I quickly levitate her off my back and point at a nearby bush “well the only place to go is in that bush over there” “Wh-what?! no way! that is undignified!” Sweetie said. I shrug “Guess your gonna be holding it in then” “But I have to go!” Sweetie whined doing what is commonly known with little kids as the potty dance “Do you see an outhouse anywhere?” “No but where is the next rest stop?” Sweetie asked. “Judging by how you're dancing I’d say too far away” I say to her. “I can hold it until then now lets just keep going” Sweetie said “Can you carry me until then?” “I’m not carrying you on my back but I guess I can try to levitate you the rest of the way” I tell her as I start to do just that. “That would only make it worse just put me on your back I like it there” Sweetie said using or attempting the puppy dog eyes “Nice attempt but no way in hell am I carrying you on my back while you are ready to piss yourself” I deadpan as I continue to walk down the path at brisk pace while levitating her behind me. As I hurried along the path I could feel a headache beginning to form. Obviously a side effect of levitating the filly behind me. I started to think we might actually make it when I heard a squeal followed by the sound water splashing on dirt. I slow to a stop before slowly turning around to look at Sweetie as she finished. “Um...hehe...guess I couldn’t hold it” she said with a sheepish grin on her face.I look around a bit before spotting something that could help with the situation. “Well I guess we will have to clean you off” I said grinning as I levitated her over a shallow pond. “NO! Don’t you dare!” Sweetie shouted as she squirmed in my magic. “You wouldn’t be in this position if had just used the bush dude” I said just before I let go of her. Sweetie shrieked as she fell into the pond with a splash. I was chuckling as i watched her crawl and soon clutching my sides laughing like a maniac as soon as i noticed the lily pad stuck on her horn. As such i was too busy to notice said lily pad headed towards my face before it was too late. I stopped laughing just after it hit me and remained expressionless as it slid down my face and landed on the dirt path. Sweetie of course was laughing hysterically. I waited till she started to calm down before saying to her with a bit of a grin “are you done?” “I-I think so...l-lets get going” she replies while trying to catch her breath. After traveling for about 5 minutes we reach the end of the path and see a small shopping centre across the road. I sigh and think to myself ‘So close and yet so far...’. After a few seconds to check if there were any cars coming we proceeded to cross the road and quickly head for the small restaurant after our stomachs decided to remind us it had been awhile since we last ate. As we walk into the restaurant I walk up to the cashier’s desk with a bored looking waitress behind it “Hey can we get a table for two?”. The waitress behind the cash register jumps at the sound of my voice before looking around and frowning before thinking to lean over the counter to look down. I wait as she takes a second process what she is seeing before asking the smartest question she can think up at the time. “Uh...what?” My hoof promptly meets my face at the question. “I said can we get a table so we can order some food” I reply as remove my hoof from my now sore face. Facehoof’s hurt...It takes the waitress a second to register the fact that we were customers but she got back to doing her job. “Oh uh right this way please!” she then lead us to a booth beside the front window and i can’t help but notice a few things along the way. First of all there is a lot more customers here than i originally thought. Second, a small crowd was gathering outside the window. And the third and most important thing...a lot of them were staring at us. Oh and most of them had some sort of pony paraphernalia in plain view ...that might be a good thing to mention too. “I’ll be right back to take your orders” the waitress told us as we took our seats.I was hoping we could just get our meals and not have to deal any awkward situations. Too bad the universe didn’t get the memo. “Your Sweetie Belle and DJ P0N-3!” I wince as i turn to look at the group standing beside our table knowing full well this was gonna go downhill fast. “It’s Vinyl, DJ P0N-3 is a stage name for the pony in the TV show who I share my looks with” I say with a smile thats more of a grimace hoping they would get the message. “Everyone knows Vinyl Scratch and DJ P0N-3 are the same pony! Nice try though!” says the guy with the bass cannon T-shirt. I just covered my face with my hooves and groaned at his lack of brain cells before being startled by Sweetie yelling. “Ahhhh! What are you-” the rest of what Sweetie was going to say was cut off as she was having the life squeezed out of her as the culprit squealed. “She is SO cute!” said the teenaged girl wearing a CMC shirt currently suffocating my friend.I decide we need to bail and made a quick and brilliant escape plan. “Hey isn’t that Rainbow Dash?!” I shout while pointing out the side window of the restaurant with a hoof. I quickly grab our things, slide out of the booth,and use my magic to yank Sweetie out of the girl’s grasp while they are distracted. The group starts shouting just as i reach front door with Sweetie on my back. “HEY!” “Wait!” “Stop!” “Bu-” the last shout being cut off as I galloped out the door and past crowd outside the window only now turning to give chase. I was galloping as fast as I could down the street and was tiring fast since I hadn’t had anything to eat and only short rest stops since wendy’s. “Run faster Vinyl they’re fucking gaining on us!” yelled Sweetie looking back at the people following us. “Damn it dude I’m running on fumes here!” I shout back already starting to slow down. It wasn’t looking good for us when a white sedan pulled up beside us. “Get in!” shouted the man in the driver’s seat as the back door opened. Not having much choice I jump in tossing Sweetie onto the seat next to me as I use my magic to close the door. After a few second’s of me gasping for breath as the car pulls away I turn to the driver “Thanks dude... I thought we were gonners for a moment there” “Don’t thank me...thank my wife” he said as he continued to watch the road. Just after he said that his wife looked into the back from the passenger seat.I’m pretty sure Sweetie and mine’s jaws were on the floor when we saw her. “That was a pretty close call huh?” said the lavender unicorn with a dark indigo mane and tail with a pink streak running through them. I look at Sweetie and say “Dude... I think we just got our asses pulled out of the fire by Tara Strong!” Author's Note Well that's the first chapter! I know is still pretty rough but being a bit of a perfectionist I will likely be making constant tweeks to it till I'm satisfied. If anything doesn't make sense just let me know and I'll see what i can do to fix it. Chapter 2Of Vinyl and Belle’s By Dj Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ Tara sat there and smiled “No need to thank me girls” both Sweetie and myself facehoofed at that “What? Is something wrong?” “Me and my roommate here weren’t always female...” I said as I lowered my hoof. Tara shook her head “Well your lucky I decided to go out for a drive and well I ran into yo-”she was promptly cut off by a sound akin to a lions growl. Sweetie how ever laughed “I think Vinyl i-” she stopped at the sound of her own stomach “Say it and I will shove your horn somewhere” I start laughing before my stomach complaints against the lack of food.Tara started laughing at us “Sounds like you didn’t get enough to eat. Want to just come over to my place?” “Yes! Food!” I shouted throwing my forehooves in the air. Sweetie punched me in the face “I AM STARVING!” I rubbed my cheek and looked at her “What the hell dude?! Did you really have to hit me for being hungry?!”I asked and Sweetie nodded. “Indeed I did” Sweetie said with smug look on her face.I roll my eyes and decide to lay down on the seat to wait out the ride. It wasn’t long before we pulled into the driveway of a rather large house a huge crowd of bronies outside the gate. Sweetie decided as she got out of the car that now was a great time to be an attention leech. People were screaming “Sweetie I love you!” and “You are best CMC”. Sweetie was taking it all in doing a pose every now and then. And she wasn’t the only one getting attention, even if the rest of us didn’t ask for it. There were shouts of “Twilight is best pony!” and “Drop the bass Vinyl!”. I think I even heard someone shouting something about me and a baby...I don’t even want to think about that. Tara sighed and ignored the attention before using her magic to drag Sweetie by the tail “Come on you!” We trotted into the house before the bronies decided it was a good idea to try to climb the fence surrounding the property. It was HUGE! Especially when you're used to living in a small 2 bedroom apartment. “Just make yourselves comfortable in the living room over there and...I don’t think I got your names” Tara looked at Sweetie and I. “Just call me Vinyl” I said “If I look the part I might as well go with it for now, right?” “And I guess you can call me Sweetie Belle” Sweetie said jumping on Tara’s couch. Tara nodded and started to head down the hall before stopping and shouting over her shoulder “Oh you may want to look in the room on the other side of the hall from the living room Vinyl. I figure it might be something you're interested in”. And with that cryptic message given she continued down the hall. I look at Sweetie “What do you think it?” “You should go” Sweetie said shrugging “What's the worst that could happen?” “I guess you have a point” I say as I turn and walk into the room across the hall from the living room before stopping in shock. “Uhh dude? you might wanna come see this!” I yell over my shoulder. Sweetie ran into the room slamming into my leg “Ouch!” She said walking around me before she started staring as well. It looked like someone had built a small dance club I here, complete with lights, speakers and even DJing equipment on one side of the room on a small stage. I turn my head to look at Sweetie “I never would’ve thought Tara to be the type to have something like in her house.” “Well it is Tara so I could see it she does do the voice of the second best pony” Sweetie said I walk up to the small stage looking over the DJing equipment “You don’t think she wants me to us this do you?” “Yes she does now BREAK OUT THE BASS CANNON!” Sweetie screamed as her voice cracked a little. “But I don’t know how to work this! And I don’t even like Dubstep, I prefer the lighter stuff dude!”I say as I get on stage and begin looking over the equipment. Strangely enough I feel as if I know what every piece does...but that's impossible...right? “Nothing is impossible now start the music foal!”Sweetie said with a glare. I turn on the set and start to fiddle with the equipment for a few minutes before deciding to try my hand(or hoof as it is) at creating a song I’ve had running around in my head for a couple hours now. As i started to put it together I just kind of...got into the zone i guess... and was bobbing my head to the music, using my magic to run the equipment. As the music ended I sit there for a minute before at the dance floor to see Sweetie, Tara and her husband all grinning at me.It was kinda making me nervous “W-What? Why are you all smiling at me like that?” “That was decent thats for sure” Sweetie said “It seems my theory was correct” Tara said with a smile that could put Pinkie out of business. “What theory?” Sweetie asked cocking her head “Well I had only my own experience to go by, until Vinyl here confirmed it, but basically we appear to have the talents of the ponies we’ve turned into.” Tara answered while watching me as I get off the stage and trot over to the group. “So if I am right if somebody became Rarity they would be a dramatic douche?” Sweetie asked “And now I have crappy cooking skills? but a great singing voice?” “Not quite. The person who became Rarity would gain her special talent which is bringing out the potential in others. And as for the second part of your question I actually need to check something for the second part of my theory.” She says before she uses her magic to grab my shades of face before I can react. “Hey give those back!” I yell as I try to grab them from her. She continued to levitate them just out of my reach. “Damn it Tara this isn’t funny!” Why was i getting angry? Why was i getting so emotional over some shades? I haven’t even had them for 24 hours and yet I can’t imagine myself without them anymore for some reason. Just as about yell at Tara again I feel the familiar weight of my shades on my face. “Sorry about that Vinyl but I had prove the second part of my theory in that in addition to getting the talent of the pony we’ve turned into we also gain some of their major flaws. In your case Vinyl’s emotional attachment to her shades.” Tara said to me with an apologetic look on her face. “Hey Tara?” Sweetie said “Yes Sweetie Belle?” She replied as she looked at the little filly. “Do you care if I help with cooking Supper?” Sweetie asked batting her eyelashes My stomach twists at the thought of Sweetie cooking after Tara’s little revelation of our flaws. “Uh no way in hell are you cooking dude...were you not listening when Tara said we’ve gained some of the flaws of the ponies we've become?” I say to Sweetie as I try to calm myself down. “Sweetie Belle burnt orange juice and liquified french toast in the show if you've forgotten” “Doesn’t mean I can’t cook and besides I asked Tara not you.” Sweetie said using the puppy dog eyes “Please?” “How about if everyone cooks their own servings? That should solve any problems with bad cooking” Tara replied. ♪♫♪♫♪ Luckily the fire was put out fast before it could spread. Turns out Sweetie got the flaw of crappy cooking. When she made toast it somehow turned into soup and to add insult to injury it lit on fire. I’ll never figure out how the flaming toast soup got in my mane. I was running around the Kitchen for a full 15 seconds before Tara managed to put it out using some sort of water spell. After we got the fire out I demanded that Sweetie stand in the corner until we finished cooking the rest of the food. As we finished up cooking I looked over at what was left of Sweetie’s “flaming toast soup” before asking Tara “Do you have any TV dinners? I don’t think she is gonna be able to eat that” “There are some in the freezer above the fridge” Tara replied as she put her food on a dish “Can I come out now?” Sweetie asked “Yah I’m just gonna throw out the abomination you created and grab you a tv dinner” I told as i started to levitate said abomination towards the bathroom. “So yes or no? can I get out of the corner now?” Sweetie asked again I ignored her seeing as I had already basically said yes and proceeded to dump the creation of evil into the toilet.Sweetie ended up coming into the bathroom with an annoyed look “I said I was sorry!” I roll my eyes “Just go sit at the table..” I said as I walked back into the kitchen “I’ll have your meal ready in a minute” Sweetie did as I said grumbling some rude things about me and a stick. At least I think she said stick. I decided to ignore her and grabbed the TV dinner from the freezer before putting it in the microwave. I noticed it was some sort of vegetarian lasagna which surprised me. “I didn't think they made veggie lasagna TV dinners...must be higher quality stuff” I quickly levitated my and Sweetie’s dinners into the dining room. As I placed our meals at the table and sat down. “Gee I still don’t know why you were so mad” Sweetie mumbled climbing into her chair I sigh “I’m not so much mad anymore as I am tired dude...”. After a few minutes of us eating silence a thought occurred to me. “Hey if each have some of the flaws of the ponies we've become does that mean you have Twilight’s OCD Tara?” Tara shrugged “I guess it would seeing as Sweetie Belle nearly lit my house on fire from trying to cook and you got angry when I took your sun glasses away” Tara said “You don’t seem to be too worried about it” I reply. “Because I don’t have anything to obsess over and I had a friend with OCD so I can control it” Tara said. I just looked at her blankly thinking ‘how do you control OCD?’. We finished our meals in relative silence with few problems...mostly with Sweetie making a mess as she ate.Her food mainly landed on her face so that was kinda funny. It was while Tara was cleaning off Sweetie’s face with a face cloth that she decided to drop a loaded question I had been trying not to think about. “So...have you two noticed any other changes? And how are you two dealing being female?” she asked while scrubbing Sweetie’s face. Sweetie used her hooves to push the cloth away “Other than having a smaller bladder nothing I can really think of” Sweetie said “Oh and getting tired from walking so much” After Sweetie added that Tara went back to scrubbing. “What about you Vinyl?” Tara asked. “How did you get this food so deep into your fur” she mumbled I remained silent for a minute while I thought about it. ‘Other than the obvious I don’t really FEEL different...well as long as ignore my new plumbing that is’ I thought. As I continued down this train of thought I remembered something to do with mare’s. “Oh god please don’t tell me I’ll have to deal with heat!” I could feel my pupil’s shrink into near nonexistence at the idea that I might have to deal with that. I noticed that everyone’s faces except Sweetie’s had gone red. “I said that out loud didn’t I?” I could feel my own face heating up in embarrassment and Sweetie just laughed at me. “N-Not exactly” Tara stammered “from what the...specialists told me when I went in to get checked out they said it will be something like what women have to deal with only worse. So you won't go crazy or anything like that but it still won’t be pleasant.” I noticed that Tara’s husband had gotten up and left the room due to the topic of the discussion. “Oh joy” I reply sarcastically as I get up from my chair to put my dish in the washer and Sweetie’s tray in the garbage. As I close the dishwasher and turn around I see Tara walk into the kitchen levitating Sweetie up to me. “Can you give Sweetie Belle a bath? I have to go make a few calls.” Tara says as soon I grab Sweetie in my magic. “Wait,What?!” Sweetie shouted. Tara gave Sweetie a look that said she wouldn’t take any argument against it. “You’ve been running around all day and you have tomato sauce staining your coat. You should also take a bath as well Vinyl you don't smell the greatest either.” And with that she walked out of the kitchen. “She’s joking right?” Sweetie asked “After nearly ripping my face off like she did she has to be joking and if not I won’t take one” “Do you really think it would be a good idea piss off the person with Twilight Sparkle’s magic?” I say as I trot towards the bathroom with Sweetie in my magic.”Not too mention we will have to ask her if we can stay the night since it’s starting to get late.” “Fine I will take one under one condition” Sweetie said crossing her fore hooves pouting. “What is it?” I ask. “If she tries to tell me when to go to bed I will hurt her” Sweetie said “If that happens I’m not bailing you out since it will be your own damn fault dude” I say as I start to fill the tub. “What?! how is it my own damn fault?!” Sweetie shouted in my ear “OW! Fuck dude! cool it!” I say as I rub my ear with a hoof before turn off the tap. What the hell did I do to deserve this? ♪♫♪♫♪ “Is everything alright in there?” Tara yelled from the other side of the bathroom door. “Everything is JUST fine.” I reply as I glare at Sweetie with my eye that wasn’t covered by my dripping mane. I grabbed Sweetie with my fore hooves, now sporting bite marks from a certain little filly before burying her under a pile of towels. “Damn it dude just sit still!” I growled as i tried to dry her off before she gets away. “NO!” Sweetie shouted before she managed to squirm out my grip. “What is go-ooof!” shouted Tara as she was bowled over by a white unicorn missile yelling “FREEEEEDDOOOOM!!!”. Tara sat up after a second and steeped over the stunned filly before taking in the disaster area with a dripping unicorn at the center of it. “Is she always this bad?” Tara asked. “I wouldn’t know...I’ve never had to give her baths before today when she was a full grown man.” I deadpanned. “Ouch my head!” Sweetie whined as she sat up with a dazed expression. “I’m gonna clean up before I take my bath so I’ll let you take care of the little monster Tara” I say as I get to work cleaning the bathroom. “Umm ok...” Tara says with a concerned look on her face as she lead Sweetie out of the bathroom. “....Dick....” was all Sweetie said After my bath I was about to just walk out of the bathroom when I looked into the mirror on the back of the door. My mane was a mess and I sat there debating if i should fix it. After a few minutes of debating I decided any right to my masculinity went out the window when I decided to to use Vinyl’s name and after a quick brushing to give it that familiar Vinyl Scratch look I walked out of the bathroom. As soon as I reached the living room doorway and got a good look at the scene in side I couldn’t help fall over clutching my sides in hysterical laughter. Sweetie Belle was sitting on the couch with look on her face that could curdle milk as Tara used a brush to style and curl her mane and tail to match the little filly from the show. “Sure laugh it up Vinyl! At least I didn’t get prettied up by choice!” Sweetie growled while pointing a hoof at my mane and tail. I just shrugged “If I’m gonna have Vinyl’s name and talent I might as well look the part” Sweetie stares at me for a moment as I lay down beside the couch. “Seriously Vinyl? Why are you starting act like this? It’s like you're trying to be the pony from the show and it’s kinda creepy.” I remain silent “Well?" “Well what do you expect? I can’t exactly act like I used to due to the fact that I’m no longer human or the same gender!” I answer with a glare at the filly. “That doesn’t mean you have to try to be DJ P0N-3” she shoots back with a glare of her own. I sigh before replying in a low voice “I know...it’s just that I’m not sure how I should be acting...after all...we could be stuck like this for the rest of our lives...” An oppressive silence descends on the living room as the words leave my muzzle. After what seems like an eternity the silence is broken by Tara clearing her throat. “Well it’s getting kinda late so why don’t we all head to bed for the night?” she says as she quickly trots out into the hall before shouting back to us. “Oh and there is a guest bedroom up stairs for the two of you to use” I look over at Sweetie “Let’s get some sleep for now...” ♪♫♪♫♪ As I slowly wake from a very strange dream involving Celestia dressed as Darth Vader battling Barney while Discord watched drinking tea in a banana costume. I couldn’t help but notice how soft the pillow I was holding in my forelegs was. Then it moved. I snapped open my eye’s and looked at my supposed pillow to see Sweetie giving me a glare through a drool sodden mane that could blow up the world five times over before turning hell into a frozen wasteland. “Oh shit sorry dude!” I say just before I let go and fall off the bed into a spectacular face plant. “HAHAHA nice face plant!” Sweetie laughed before using my awkwardly positioned posterior as a springboard to get off the bed and out the door. I proceeded to sit in that position entertaining revenge plots against the little filly before deciding to let it go and grab some breakfast. When I arrived downstairs I was hit by the smell of pancakes and I could feel my mouth starting to water as continued into the kitchen until I fell to the floor. I noticed a little white filly with her hoof sticking out into the doorway behind me. “Dude what the hell was that for?” I said as I glared at her from the floor. Sweetie came to me and started whispering “If you ever bathe me again the next time it will be much worse am I understood?!” “I could just call your mother and let her deal with you” I replied. “And I could tell her our location if need be so we good?” Sweetie asked I snapped. I got up and rounded on her “I’ve had enough of you you fucking spoiled brat!!” I continued advance towards her. “You have done nothing bitch and moan since this all started and be a general pain in the ass!” I was now right in her face “And as far as I’m concerned you can rot in hell!”. I immediately turn and stomp out the kitchen and back into the guest room before closing it with enough force to rattle the windows of the room. I stand there in the middle of the room for a few seconds before collapsing on the floor before letting my emotions go. ♪♫♪♫♪ After a while of laying on the floor my stomach decides to make it’s extreme displeasure known. ‘Thats right...I haven’t eaten breakfast’ I consider laying there a bit longer before my stomach makes the decision for me with an even louder growl. “Alright I get the message...” I mumble under my breath as I get up, head downstairs and into the kitchen. I couldn’t help but notice Tara was hugging Sweetie and talking to her but I couldn’t hear much of what she was saying. I decide to ignore them and grab some of the now cold pancakes. before eating them at the table I briefly consider heating them before giving up the idea. I glance at Tara and Sweetie in the kitchen one time before heading into the dining room. I ended up levitating my fork and taking a bite of my pancakes. Eating alone is...well...lonely. After I finish up my meal I decided I needed to find something to distract me. As such I put my plate in the washer and walk past the two ponies in the kitchen to the hallway. I hear someone call my name but ignore it as I continue into the room across the hallway from the living room. I step behind Dj equipment and after fiddling around with it, I lose myself in the music. Author's Note A bit drama in this one. I hoping i don't get too much flak but I think it makes things interesting. Especially with what will happen coming up. MUAHAHAHA! Enjoy! Chapter 3Of Vinyl and Belle’s By DJ Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ I turned off the DJ set, walked off the stage and into hallway before stopping at the sound of Sweetie complaining in the living room.”I’m booooorrrrrrreeeeedddddd!” I could hear the annoyance in Tara’s voice when she answered Sweetie as I trotted into the living room. “Well maybe if you helped pack you wouldn't be so bored” The lavender unicorn replied as she packed some blankets into a duffle bag. “But that sounds boring!” Sweetie whined “You wouldn’t bored as long if you jus-Oh uh hey Vinyl” Tara said as she turned towards Sweetie and noticed me. I nodded my head but remained silent as I walked past Sweetie and Tara before starting to help pack. “I can’t use magic so no!”Sweetie answered with a huff. I just ignored their argument as I continued to pack for the trip (Tara told me about her plan to drive us when I was busy playing my music after my blow up at Sweetie). As I was packing I noticed my laptop poking out of a bag and decided to see if there was anymore news about the people turned ponies issue. I quickly pull it out and set it down before turning it on. As soon as I open up my internet browser an article grabs my attention. ===================================================================== Ponies, who or what are they? Early yesterday morning a large number of technicoloured equines showed up around the world claiming to be former humans. Despite these claims there is little to no proof they are who they claim to be. Who’s to say they didn’t just “get rid of” the humans they claim to be so they can slowly take over? Even more important is WHAT are they? Despite the fact that they appear to be related to horse, they do things that are scientifically impossible claiming it is “magic”.... I continued to read for a few more lines before closing my laptop. “Well that was pointless...” I grumbled to myself. “What was?” I looked up at Tara a bit surprised that she had heard me, also noticing she was levitating the same curling iron and brush from last night. “Nothing but why do you have those?” I asked. “I wanted to fix Sweetie’s mane before we head out” Tara said. We both turned at the sound of a crash and saw a familiar pink and purple tail sticking out from behind the couch. Tara rolled her eyes as she proceeded to levitate the filly out from behind the couch and in front of her. “Hey lemme go!” Sweetie shouted and once again it was in my ear. I really need to learn to move away from her mouth when something like this happens because one day I’m going to go deaf.I glared at Sweetie as Tara used her magic to keep the filly still before she began working on her mane despite her protests and struggling. ♪♫♪♫♪ We had gotten our bags in Tara’s Escalade while her husband took the decoy and the mini van out to help distract the bronies out front. Tara turned to me as we finished. “Could you put Sweetie Belle into the child seat in the back?” I look over at Sweetie as she glared at me “You heard her dude...”. “No! no no no! I am NOT going to sit in a damn childs seat I have let Tara mess with my hair! and a few other things here but Hell.To.The.No!” Sweetie said. I quickly used my magic as Sweetie tried...did she just try to bite me?! “You're not getting me that easily dude!” I growl at her as I levitate her out of reach and over to the child seat. “You just remember this moment because payback is a bitch!” Sweetie said as she threw a rock at me.....HOW DID SHE EVEN GET A ROCK!? “OW! Dammit dude that hurt!” I yelled as I rubbed my head with a forehoof and used my magic to finish buckling Sweetie in. I glared at her before closing the door and walking around to the other side of the vehicle. Tara started the Escalade just as I finished buckling in even though Sweetie was screaming and cursing at me. I have the feeling she is pissed.Pretty soon though her screams were cut off as I stuck a sucker I found into her mouth. “Be quiet and maybe you will get another” I said as I began to settle in for the ride. Shockingly that actually worked. ‘I had no clue Sweetie had a sweet tooth maybe that is an actual flaw she has on the show’ I thought to myself as I watched as we drove out of the driveway. “I have something you can watch while we drive” Tara said as she turned on the TV on the back her seat with her magic. “The walking dead?” she replied hopefully “Uhh no. I was thinking something a little more age appropriate” Tara said as the screen showed the opening for Dora the explorer. Sweetie’s eyes widened “No turn it off please! Tara I will pay you to turn it off!” “Oh it’s not that bad” Tara answered Sweetie as I pulled my laptop out. Tara might not think it was bad but that didn’t mean I wanted to listen to it. “Tara I will blow my brains out in this car if I find a gun if you do not turn that evil show off!” Sweetie said already slamming her head on the seat. I drowned out Sweetie’s cries of anguish by starting a skirmish of Battle for Middle-Earth. ♪♫♪♫♪ After 2 hours of battles I decide to call it quits and turn off my laptop only to hear Sweetie still banging the back of her head against the child seat. “Dude the TV is already off...” I say after glancing at the darkened TV screen. “It is in my head!” Sweetie shouted I roll my eye’s before grabbing my Iphone, turning it to Rob Zombie’s Dragula and putting the ear buds in her ear. “Better?” I asked and Sweetie nodded. I lean against the door watching the scenery go by for a few seconds before turning back to Sweetie Belle. “Hey dude?” “Yeah?” “Uh...Sorry about...you know...blowing up at you. It wasn’t something I should’ve done...even if you're a pain in the ass to deal with.” I said “Its fine trust me it is but I will have revenge” Sweetie replied with a smirk I couldn’t help but laugh at that “Whatever you say dude” “I’m not joking I-” Sweetie started to say before her eye’s widened with horror at something outside my window. “What is it du-OH SHIT” I say as I turn around to the sight of a red car barreling towards us and I only had one thought going through my head before I blacked out. ‘Is that a Ferrari?’ ♪♫♪♫♪ “...her into...before we...” ‘Huh? Who is there?’ “She’s....Losing her Doctor!” ‘Who? Losing who? Why can’t I move?’ “Get...amn Veterinarian in here!” ‘I feel...tired’ “Doctor she’s...” ♪♫♪♫♪ BEEP... ‘Huh? Is that my alarm?’ BEEP... ‘No...not loud enough for that...’ BEEP... ‘Still annoying though...’ BEEP... I try to open my eye’s so I can see what's causing that noise but when I do I don't see anything. I start to panic. “W-What h-happened...” I rasp barely audible due to my dry throat.I heard what sounded like Sweetie’s voice but it was muffled “S-Sweetie Belle? Is that you? Where are we? And why can’t I see?!” I was terrified and that damn beeping was getting faster. “Calm down Vinyl we are in the hospital and Sweetie has an oxygen mask on” I heard Tara say “The Hospital?! What the fu-” I started before I cried out in pain from my attempt to roll onto my side. It felt like someone was stabbing every inch of my body with knives! I heard a door open and a man speak. “ Nurse get me the sedative!” Sedative?! Oh hell no! “No no no no...” I say as I try to fight against the person holding me down despite the intense pain it causes me. I feel a jab in my flank before I start to lose what strength I had. “D-Damn...it...” Is all that escapes my mouth before I drift back into the realm of unconsciousness. ♪♫♪♫♪ The next time I wake up its to a lot of shouting coming from my left. “Damn it she’s flatlining! somebody hurry the hell up and get the crash cart!” “Here it is Doctor!” “CLEAR!” “No response Doctor!” “Again! CLEAR!” “I’ve got a beat...and it’s steady!” “Good now get respiratory and get her a MRI now!” ♪♫♪♫♪ I wake up to the sound of Sweetie Belle and Tara talking. “They say I’m good to go and that you should be out in a few days” Tara says “But I want to leave nooowwww!” Sweetie whined “I’m bored in here!” I tried to laugh at that but only ended up coughing before groaning in pain. “Vinyl! You're awake!” Tara shouted as I heard the sound of her trotting over to my bedside. “And I’m bored!” Sweetie shouted. I try to open my eye’s before closing them at the brightness of the room. It takes a few seconds for me get my eyes open again “Yes we know Sweetie Belle” I can just make out Tara rolling her eye’s “How do you feel Vinyl?” “ Some water would be great” I rasp out and after a few seconds I feel a glass against my lips. “And something on the tv would be good as well like uhhh OH! Breaking Bad!” Sweetie Belle shouted “Here watch some nickelodeon” Tara replied as I heard opening of some show come from Sweetie’s bed. After I finished drinking the water I decide to ask Tara the most urgent question on my mind. “So how bad is it?” “You were in really bad shape when you first came in with broken bones and the whole nine yards but recovered remarkably fast after you stabilized. I suspect it has to do with a ponies natural magics.” The doctors are still recommending you and Sweetie stay in here a little bit longer to make sure there aren’t any other complications so just get some rest.” I nod as she finishes and decide to do just that. ♪♫♪♫♪ After we were released from the hospital Tara leads us over to a small four door green Sedan. “Uh did you get a new car when we were in the hospital?” I ask looking at it “It’s a rental” Tara stated before opening the door and getting into the driver’s seat.”Care to put Sweetie in the childs seat again?” Tara asked. I really hope Sweetie does not have any rocks on her to throw at me. “WHAT AGAIN?!” Sweetie yelled in my magic grip. This time I was smart enough to keep her away from my ears and faced away from me so that if she did have a rock she wouldn’t be able to throw it at me. I quickly buckle her in and jump into the passengers seat so we can get going.”Why is it in the middle of the back seat!?” Sweetie shouts at us. “So we can keep a better eye on you” Tara said “Can we grab something to eat before we continue on to Nashville?” I ask Tara as Sweetie continues to shout at us from the back seat. “Didn’t like the hospital food during your 3 week stay?” Tara teased “Of course not! their food is gro-WAIT WHAT!? 3 weeks?”I was shocked. I mean I know I was out of it for awhile but it is still a shock when you hear that you just missed 3 weeks without it feeling like it. “Wait food? I’m up for food!” Sweetie shouted. What is with her and shouting?! As we were pulling out of the hospital parking lot I spotted someplace to eat at. . “How about Subway? Does that sound good?” I asked and both Tara and Sweetie agreed Tara drove our rental into Subway’s parking lot and as we walked into the restaurant we took note of a sign advertising a “pony special”. “Pony special? Well that's convenient!” Tara exclaimed before trotting over to the counter to order two foot longs and one 6 inch of the pony special. We were getting our order’s one of the staff looked at Sweetie before she said something surprised us. “First Scootaloo and now Sweetie Belle? At this rate we will have Applebloom by closing time” “Wait Scootaloo was here? When?” I asked “She left about five minutes before you walked in” the staff member said before turning to take the order of the person behind us. “Are you fucking kidding me..” Sweetie mumbled “I can’t believe we just missed another of the CMC dude” I said to Sweetie as we sat down to eat our subs. “And I can’t believe you won’t shut up and eat” Sweetie grumbled taking a bite of her sub “I wonder if we can trade you for Scootaloo...” I grumble before biting into my sandwich. “Oh hush both of you” Tara scolded both of us “Or else” she warned Not wanting to get turned into a potted plant I decide to shut up and finish my meal. Looking up again I saw that Sweetie had some of her food on her face and I wasn’t the only one to notice. “Really Sweetie Belle? You got your food all over your face again!” Tara said as she began to clean up the filly with some wet napkins no matter how much she protested. I could hear a few laughs and “D’awwww’s’” coming from the other customers in the restaurant as they watched the scene. After Tara wiped Sweetie’s face we decided we should hit the road again “Vinyl care to put Sweetie in her seat? and Sweetie no whining!” I sigh and use my magic to do as Tara asked hoping that Sweetie wouldn’t try anything and this time she surprisingly didn’t other than yawn.”I’m just going to close my eyes for a second” Sweetie mumbled. “Alright Sweetie you do that” Tara said “So that way you will be silent for a while” She mumbled I looked at Tara with a bit surprise as we got in the car “So she’s finally getting to you too huh?” Tara shook her head “More like she is too whiny” ♪♫♪♫♪ After a few hours of driving we were passing through a small town when I noticed a clothing shop. Normally it wouldn’t catch my attention but this one had a large sign out front that said “now with clothes for ponies!” which I decided to point out to Tara of course being quiet as to not wake up the sleeping filly. “Hey Vinyl?” “Yah?” I asked Tara “Should we wake Sweet-” We were cut off by a high pitched yawn in the back seat “Or she will wake up on her own....should we go in the store?” “Sure I don’t mind...just don’t ask me to play dress up” I reply “What are you talking about?” Sweetie asked still trying to wake up and stretching “What store?” “The store we are parking in front of dude” I say as the car does just that. “But for what?” Sweetie asked “Clothing” Tara answers as she gets out of the car. “Hey what about me?!” Sweetie shouted and she is now fully awake I roll my eyes as I use my magic to get her out of the child seat and onto the ground. As we walked into the store we were immediately spotted by the owner and her assistant. “Hello there my name is Richard and I am the owner of this establishment.” The man said smiling “And how may I help you?” Tara trotted up to Richard and whispered something to him “I think we can do that let me just get my daughter out here” Richard said “Jenny! come here! we have customers and I need you to take some measurements!” “Coming!” came the reply from the back seconds before Jenny walked out. “Oh our first pony customers! well then if you will stand over on this platform we will get started right away on your measurements and while we are doing that you can specify what you want” “Lets start with Sweetie Belle then” Tara walked over to Jenny “We need you to make a bathing suit for that little filly and make it yellow and pink. Oh and some pink and purple pajamas” Tara whispered to her. I was close enough to overhear it and snickered a bit. ♪♫♪♫♪ After Jenny finished taking Sweetie’s measurements (not an easy task by any means what with her complaining and all) Tara decided she would get a few items as well. In the meantime I decided chat with Sweetie. “Hey dude I just thought of something” I said as sat beside her. “What is it?” Sweetie asked “You know how you're a filly right?” I asked knowing that what I was going to ask her would probably unnerve her and she nodded. “And that if there is no way to reverse this that you're stuck that way right?” she nodded again. “So I was wondering...how are you gonna deal with going through puberty?” “....I don’t want to think about it!” Sweetie shouted her voice cracking I couldn’t help but start laughing at her and by the time I stopped i was clutching my sides and trying to catch my breath only to feel a tiny hoof on my face. “Shut up! or so help me the next time you fall asleep I will hold a pillow over your head until you stop kicking!” “That threat is kinda hard to take seriously when your filly that can’t even use magic dude” I say as I roll my eyes. Just as Sweetie was gonna reply the telltale ringing of a cellphone could be heard coming from my mane. I could feel everyone staring at me as I pulled out my Iphone and looked at the number. “Isn’t that Pinkie’s thing? pulling stuff out of nowhere like that” Sweetie said “I dunno...I just figured out I could store small things in my mane and tail today” I shrug. “Oh and it seems Kelly your ex-girlfriend is calling.” I say as I hit the answer button and levitate it over to Sweetie. “Hello? Damian? Are you there?” “....Hang up!” Sweetie yells I winced as I heard a pained yell come from Kelly and levitated it back to me. “Sorry about that Kelly she’s been a bit of a pain since all this started.” I said “She? Since what started? And who is this?!” Kelly shouted through the phone. I’m glad I was holding it away from my ear. “This is John although I go by Vinyl now since I’ve turned into a unicorn mare.” I reply “You know what bitch if you don’t want to tell me who you are you don’t have to be a smartass!” Dayum gurl! she is LOUD “Damn it look Kelly I’ve been turned into Vinyl Scratch and Damian turned into Sweetie Belle from the show My little pony and if you have been watching the news you would know that I’m telling the truth!” I was seriously starting to get annoyed with everyone calling me a liar...and she hung up on me.....wow now I see why Damian dumped her “I swear if I get called a liar over the phone again I’m gonna find a way to blow a persons ear drums out via cellphone...” I growled “Ok it’s your turn Vinyl!” Tara said as she finished getting her order finished. “Wait what? I don’t need clothes” I said and started to back away before finding myself being levitated towards the platform. “Hey! I said I don’t need anything!” “You need some sort of swim wear as well as a casual and formal outfit just in case” Tara explained. As I was placed on the platform could feel my body freeze up...when did she learn how to do that?! “I don’t wear dresses! And what do we need formal wear for? Are we meeting the president?” I replied as I glared at Tara out of the corner of my eye. Tara rolled her eyes “No but it’s good to be prepared just in case and trust me you’ll look just fine in a dress” She didn’t seem to realize that it didn’t matter how good I looked I just hate dresses. I heard a good deal of laughing from a certain little filly as I was getting my measurements taken and couldn’t help but think. ‘What did I do to deserve this?’ Author's Note And there we have it! Writing is harder then i thought it would be lol. Anyways don't forget to comment, point out errors and ask questions! This is DJ Discharge saying LET THE INSANITY COMMENCE!
PrologueOf Vinyl and Belle’s By DJ Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ I woke up a loud thud on the floor, the object that hit the floor being my face and it hurt Like hell. As I opened my eyes I glared at the wall while I lay beneath my computer desk. My first thought was ‘Why the hell am I on the floor beneath my desk, and why does my body feel like it tried to play chicken with a semi?’. I tried to get up from my position on the floor only to fall my back with a thud. “What the Fri-” I grumbled before I stopped at the sound of my voice. ‘Okay...THAT is not my voice..’ I thought to myself as I heard a scream from my roommates bedroom. “That sounded like a little girl,...why is a kid in Damian’s room?” I mumbled to myself as i tried to stand in order to go and check on him. As I managed to get to what would normally be a crawling position I heard the screaming stop for a few seconds and then start again. I am getting pretty annoyed with all the screaming by now and so I yell “What the frick is going on in there?! If I find you molesting a kid or something I’m tossing you off the balcony!” I had finally gotten up and left my bedroom and I won’t lie I am pissed. I walked down the hall and went to Damian’s bedroom and push it open, staring at the small lump under the bed sheets. Now I'm no genius, but I can tell something was seriously messed up and was getting a gut feeling that I wasn’t gonna like the answer to my next question. “Um Dude? where are you?” I asked thinking that there is no way that the lump under the bedsheets is him. “NO! I’M UHH NOT HERE! this is my answering machine!” Yells the lump under the sheets in the same voice that was screaming earlier. I couldn’t help but say out loud what i was thinking. “Seriously? That is terrible and we don’t even have an answering machine! And why are you answering for Damian? Who are you?” i said as I glared at the lump. “Damian is not here ri-” I had enough of it I ripped the bedsheets off seeing a little white pony “Uhhh...” was all that escaped my mouth as I stared at the pony wondering when I could schedule a visit to a psychiatrist. “I-Its not what it looks like!” “So your saying there isn’t a white pony in Damian’s bed?” “I am Damian you jerk!” Damian huffed pulling the blanket over his head again “Riiiiiight and I’m Vinyl Scratch” I say sarcastically as I yanked the sheets off a second time “Go look in a mirror and you might be surprised” I roll my eyes before heading to the bathroom and noticed something I should have before. I was a lot shorter then normal judging by the fact that the counter was level with my chin and as I moved to the mirror leaning against the wall (we never did get it installed) I was starting to feel nervous. As I moved into view of the mirror I stared at the reflection. In the mirror stood not my usual reflection but a white unicorn with an electric blue mane and tail, red eye’s and last but not least, a musical note on her flank. I could only think of one thing to say. “Well shit on me...” I was startled out of my shocked state when the phone decided to make it’s presence known in its usual annoying fashion. I walked out of the bathroom towards the phone wondering if I should bother answering it until I read the number that was calling. It was Damian’s mother. Saying Damian’s mother is hard to deal with would be an understatement. Damian even had the phone label her number ‘Bitch from hell’. “Why now?” I groaned knowing that if I didn’t answer it she would be at our door faster than a fat kid after a box of twinkie’s. I picked up the phone greeted the hag with a “Yello!” I was answered with a “Who the hell is this?”. “Hello to you you too...” I thought while saying “I’m a friend of Damian’s” it was then I heard Damian.....crying? “And what is your name young lady?” This is why Damian always has plans when his mother wants to visit I was quiet for a second as I tried to think up a name before deciding “Vinyl”. There is no way in hell she knows about the show anyways and since I look like her right now I figured I could be forgiven my lack of creativity at the time. “Do I hear a kid crying?! just put my son on the phone!” I really don’t like her I have to think fast “Umm he went to the convenience store down the street! Can I take a message?” please let her buy it! “Yes you can Vinyl was it?” She asked sweetly. Sweetly as in honey laced with rat poison. “that’s right” I answered hoping she was still buying it “Go and shut that kid the hell up and get my sons lazy ass out of bed before I come down there and slap you and that kid!” I knew it my bitch radar was going off “Well that hit the fan fast” I thought to myself before answering “fine I’ll do what I can but I don’t expect him to be talking considering everything that’s happened this morning” ...and with that she hung up but not before calling me a harlot I put the phone back on the receiver before walking (or is it trotting now?) into Damian’s room. After waiting for him to stop crying for a few seconds he would not stop and so I tapped him on the shoulder in order to get him raise his head. “Wh-what?!” She shout’s before I stuff one of his old socks in his mouth “Your mother called and wants to talk to you...oh and she called me a harlot” I deadpan and Damian kept trying to pull the sock out “Great is that all she wanted?” Damian asked “And what are we going to do about THIS?!” “I think she may be planning to visit and how the hell should I know what to do?” I said hitting the remote and when the tv turned on my jaw dropped. Author's Note Well that's the prologue to my first fic! Please be kind in the comments and suggestions are apreciated!
Chapter 1Of Vinyl and Belle’s By Dj Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ Me and Damian sat there watching the news with our mouths gaping. Apparently we were not the only ones to turn into ponies. “This morning Tara Strong, voice actress for the show ‘My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic’ woke up as none other than the character she voiced for, Twilight Sparkle. We have gotten reports that there are others who have woke up as ponies even a few in the brony community” The news woman said “Tara had this to say when interviewed by reporters ‘I hope that nobody thinks differently of me. Just because I have been turned into a pony does not mean I am different than anybody else other than my appearance’. Tara Strong is currently staying in her home being guarded from the bronies who want to get pictures of her like this and harass her and they are saying that any humans who have been turned into ponies should go to Nashville Tennessee” I decided now would be a good time to turn the tv off since we had a lot to discuss. I turned to Damian “Well what now? I’ve been turned into Vinyl Scratch and you into Sweetie Belle” “Well I don’t know I mean we could go to Nashville like they said and see what happens” Damian said shrugging I thought about it for a moment “How we gonna get there though? We can’t exactly drive car like this” “Well John we have one of two choices we can either walk all the way there or we can try and hitch hike and hope that we don’t get in the car with a crazy person” Damian said in a tone of utmost seriousness “Not much of a choice there” I say as I roll my eyes. I start to make a list of what we should take with us. “We will need money, food and water for the trip...maybe some sort of camping gear for shelter at night. Anything else?” “Umm I think I have an old tent in my closet and money we need money but wouldn’t it be easy just to stay in a hotel at night?” “Dude do you realise how much it would cost us to stay at a hotel EVERY night?” I answer. “Do you realise I HAVE a credit card AND some extra cash from my job along with a bit from my college fund so I think we can do it” Damian said with a grin “Fine I guess I have some cash i can throw in too but we should keep about one hundred in cash on each of us in case of emergencies only” I said and Damian raised his hoof up “What is it?” “Do hookers count as emergencies?” Damian asked “No dude...just no” I say as I glare at him but once again the phone rang and my bitch radar started to go off. “Three guesses who that is dude” “I’m scared to answer it” Damian said “Can you answer?” “No way it’s your turn this time!” I say as I head into the kitchen to make some breakfast “But I can’t you are older now so you do it” “Well unless you want food you're gonna have to answer it” I tell him as I open the fridge Damian grinned “I’m not hungry” I look out the kitchen doorway at Damian with a sceptical look on my face “You're not hungry? Has hell frozen over?” Damian shook his head as the phone kept ringing.“Well I guess you don’t want these waffles then” I say with a triumphant grin Damian shook his head “I can’t reach the phone so just suck it up and answer it.” “Have I ever told you I hate you?” I grumble as I walk over to the phone. “Plenty of times.” Damian said I pick up the phone to a very pissed off lady. “IT’S ABOUT TIME YOU ANSWERED THE PHONE!” I think she broke my bitch radar. I looked next to the phone where I kept the bitch radar and indeed it was shattered. “You know you're gonna destroy your voice and my eardrums if you keep yelling like that right?” I say. “I don’t care you hussy! Just put my damn son on the phone! I am getting tired of seeing all those damn horses on the news! now get him on the phone or so help me I will come down there and slap you so hard that your kids will feel it!” I wince at the reference to kids seeing as I’m no longer male. I cover the mouthpiece with a hoof and look at Damian “got any suggestions? Because no matter what we do I think she is gonna end up at our door”.Damian was holding back his laughter and shrugged “Sorry but he left for Vegas after he went to the convenience store and he won’t be back for a few days” “You better get him on the pho-” and with that I hung up on her because she was really getting on my last nerve. I turn to Damian with a serious expression “I’d say we have about half an hour before she breaks down our door” “So pack our shit and get out?” Damian asked I nodded “Now SCATTER AND GRAB MY WALLET A MESSENGER BAG AND THE KEYS!” Damian shouted “Fine you grab the water Cellphones and a laptop!” I yelled back “And the clean laptop! you know what I will just grab that you just sit down” “What you don’t trust me?” Damian asked “Not one bit” I said running around packing all the necessities. After I had gathered everything I grabbed the keys in my mouth and they tasted horrid. I saw Damian waiting at the door. Since I figured we did not have time left before his mother got here, I threw him on my back and took off out the door. After running out of the apartment complex and down the street ways I saw Damian’s mother’s black buick or as I call it the bitch mobile, pass us on the way to the apartment only for it to stop and back up. I have a feeling this will escalate quickly. “You damn horses leave this world!” She said as she threw water on Damian and I. “What the hell! watch it! You already broke my bitch radar!” I said. I’m starting to wonder if she gives personal lessons to the devil on how to be evil. “You're the one who I spoke with on the phone! What did you do with my son?!” She asked “I am your son mom so fuck you!” Damian said as I took off running again. I didn’t want to look back so I yelled at Damian. “Is she chasing us?!” Damian shook his head “No she is just sitting there not moving” ♪♫♪♫♪ After about an hour of walking we are passing a Wendy’s when Damian’s stomach growls like a chainsaw on steroids. I look over my shoulder at Damian with wide eyes “What the fuck was that?” “I didn’t eat this morning sorry I’m hungry!” Damian mumbled, his face pink from embarrassment. “We are near a Wendy’s now so lets just step in there to eat. Besides I could go for a burger right now” I say. “Not to mention the time to get off my hooves...this body is NOT made for physical activity and carrying you the whole way isn’t easy” “You have only yourself to blame for that one” Damian said laughing “And you can’t eat meat we are ponies now so you are kinda screwed there .” “Equine’s are perfectly able to digest meat” I say as I roll my eyes. “Well not really because if you bothered to check you do not have you canine teeth anymore so it would be nearly impossible to eat meat” “It’s not that hard but if it bothers you that much I can give up eating meat and give the way of the veggie eater a try” Damian sighed “Just lets get in there and eat some food I am starving” I walk up to the door and quickly realize a problem. The restaurant doors are usually pull to open from the outside and I don't have hands anymore. “Shit...” I said punching the door causing it to open a little “Uh that is convenient”. I push the door the rest of the way open and walk into the restaurant before I begin to feel a familiar pressure build. “ I’m gonna use the bathroom dude” I tell Damian as I set him down. “..Why did you need to tell me that?” Asks Damian “Because your coming with me since you're just a little filly and as the adult I can’t leave you unattended” I tell him with a smirk. I saw his eyes widen “No leave me here outside of the bathroom! I am not going on there with you! that is just creepy” I just roll my eyes “You have a dirty mind do you know that?” I ask and Damian just nods. ♪♫♪♫♪ We had finished our food I ended up eating one of those veggie burgers. It tasted pretty good...if by good you meant it tasted like someone put cardboard on a bun with condiments. Damian had a simple salad and about twenty two sodas and before we headed out the door I asked him again “Are you sure you don’t have to use the bathroom? I am not sure when we will pass a rest stop or another restaurant with people this nice” I asked and once again Damian shook his head “I don’t want to hear you whining about needing to use the bathroom while we are walking then” “Like I said I’ll be fine” Damian said “Now am I walking or are you going to end up carrying me again?” “You can walk for a bit. If I have to carry you all the time along with our gear I’ll be crippled by the time we get anywhere near Nashville” I said as we started making our long trek to our destination. As we continue down the street we passed a few kiosk selling different things one selling ties and all of that stuff even saw a few that sold dresses. As we passing one in particular I saw something that made me stop and stare. A pair of shades that looked like an exact copy of the ones Vinyl wears on the show. The old man behind the kiosk spies at what I am staring at “What? Are you interested in those? Take them. They’ve been sitting there for a year and no one has shown interest in buying them. Too big and gaudy for most people.” I look at the guy “Really? I can have them?” The old guy shrugs “Sure why not?” he grabs them and hands them to me. “here you go miss” “I bet” Damian stopped to let out a small yawn “You feel like the luckiest mare in the world right now” I put on the shades and look at Damian “how do I look?” “Like a pony with sunglasses that’s how” Damian said as he let out yet another yawn I glares at him through my new shades that I personally liked. “I meant do i look like Vinyl Scratch” I asked Damian rolled his eyes but agreed. We continued to walk towards the edge of the city when I started to slow down before turning to look at Damian “hey dude?”. “Yeah what is it?” Damian asked looking up at me “Well...Should we keep calling each other by our current names or should we come up with new ones since...you know...”I ask. “Personally I like my name but if you think we should come up with new ones or use the names from the show it is up to you” Damian said with yet another yawn “I like my name too but when others look at me all they are gonna think is “Hey isn't that Vinyl Scratch?”” “Well lets” He yawned again “Go by those names I guess I can stick with being called Sweetie Belle for a while” I sigh as I look at Damian no Sweetie Belle “I just hope no one asks me to start playing dubstep on some complicated sound system” “Could be funny though” another yawn “But lets get going from the looks of it we have a LOT of walking to do” “Alright” I say as we start walking before glancing at Sweetie Belle and groaning before lifting her on my back. “Woah what are you doing?” Sweetie asked “You're practically asleep on your hooves...” I say as I continue walking. Sweetie yawned again “I guess I could...close...my..eye” she said before drifting off “This is gonna be a long trip” I say out loud as I pull out my Iphone and put on my headset that I had managed to grab before we left the apartment. I was bobbing my head to the music as I walked down the street.Trying to ignore Sweetie’s snoring. ♪♫♪♫♪ I kept trotting through the path hoping to make it to Hollywood so that way we could at least find a better means of transportation only to hear a high pitched yawn in my ears. “Well it’s about time you woke up dude” Sweetie just rubbed her eyes “Where are we?” she asked yawning again “And what time is it?” “On a random path on our way to Hollywood!” I say and then look at my phone “Oh and it’s about 4:15 pm.” “I’ve been out THAT long?!” Sweetie shouted in my ears “Crap sorry sorry! and your levitating your phone!” I flatten my ears against my head “Damn it dude between you and your mother I’m gonna be deaf before we ev-” It then registers with me what she said. I stop suddenly and proceed to stare at my phone floating there in a blue aura not even noticing Sweetie squirming on my back “Ready to walk on your own?”I ask her after I decide not to question how I’m using magic. “Uh yeah sure I just have one problem” Sweetie said gritting her teeth a little. “What?” “I kinda have to” Sweetie began only to start mumbling “Huh?” “I kinda have to pee...”Sweetie said her face pink again as she looked down. I quickly levitate her off my back and point at a nearby bush “well the only place to go is in that bush over there” “Wh-what?! no way! that is undignified!” Sweetie said. I shrug “Guess your gonna be holding it in then” “But I have to go!” Sweetie whined doing what is commonly known with little kids as the potty dance “Do you see an outhouse anywhere?” “No but where is the next rest stop?” Sweetie asked. “Judging by how you're dancing I’d say too far away” I say to her. “I can hold it until then now lets just keep going” Sweetie said “Can you carry me until then?” “I’m not carrying you on my back but I guess I can try to levitate you the rest of the way” I tell her as I start to do just that. “That would only make it worse just put me on your back I like it there” Sweetie said using or attempting the puppy dog eyes “Nice attempt but no way in hell am I carrying you on my back while you are ready to piss yourself” I deadpan as I continue to walk down the path at brisk pace while levitating her behind me. As I hurried along the path I could feel a headache beginning to form. Obviously a side effect of levitating the filly behind me. I started to think we might actually make it when I heard a squeal followed by the sound water splashing on dirt. I slow to a stop before slowly turning around to look at Sweetie as she finished. “Um...hehe...guess I couldn’t hold it” she said with a sheepish grin on her face.I look around a bit before spotting something that could help with the situation. “Well I guess we will have to clean you off” I said grinning as I levitated her over a shallow pond. “NO! Don’t you dare!” Sweetie shouted as she squirmed in my magic. “You wouldn’t be in this position if had just used the bush dude” I said just before I let go of her. Sweetie shrieked as she fell into the pond with a splash. I was chuckling as i watched her crawl and soon clutching my sides laughing like a maniac as soon as i noticed the lily pad stuck on her horn. As such i was too busy to notice said lily pad headed towards my face before it was too late. I stopped laughing just after it hit me and remained expressionless as it slid down my face and landed on the dirt path. Sweetie of course was laughing hysterically. I waited till she started to calm down before saying to her with a bit of a grin “are you done?” “I-I think so...l-lets get going” she replies while trying to catch her breath. After traveling for about 5 minutes we reach the end of the path and see a small shopping centre across the road. I sigh and think to myself ‘So close and yet so far...’. After a few seconds to check if there were any cars coming we proceeded to cross the road and quickly head for the small restaurant after our stomachs decided to remind us it had been awhile since we last ate. As we walk into the restaurant I walk up to the cashier’s desk with a bored looking waitress behind it “Hey can we get a table for two?”. The waitress behind the cash register jumps at the sound of my voice before looking around and frowning before thinking to lean over the counter to look down. I wait as she takes a second process what she is seeing before asking the smartest question she can think up at the time. “Uh...what?” My hoof promptly meets my face at the question. “I said can we get a table so we can order some food” I reply as remove my hoof from my now sore face. Facehoof’s hurt...It takes the waitress a second to register the fact that we were customers but she got back to doing her job. “Oh uh right this way please!” she then lead us to a booth beside the front window and i can’t help but notice a few things along the way. First of all there is a lot more customers here than i originally thought. Second, a small crowd was gathering outside the window. And the third and most important thing...a lot of them were staring at us. Oh and most of them had some sort of pony paraphernalia in plain view ...that might be a good thing to mention too. “I’ll be right back to take your orders” the waitress told us as we took our seats.I was hoping we could just get our meals and not have to deal any awkward situations. Too bad the universe didn’t get the memo. “Your Sweetie Belle and DJ P0N-3!” I wince as i turn to look at the group standing beside our table knowing full well this was gonna go downhill fast. “It’s Vinyl, DJ P0N-3 is a stage name for the pony in the TV show who I share my looks with” I say with a smile thats more of a grimace hoping they would get the message. “Everyone knows Vinyl Scratch and DJ P0N-3 are the same pony! Nice try though!” says the guy with the bass cannon T-shirt. I just covered my face with my hooves and groaned at his lack of brain cells before being startled by Sweetie yelling. “Ahhhh! What are you-” the rest of what Sweetie was going to say was cut off as she was having the life squeezed out of her as the culprit squealed. “She is SO cute!” said the teenaged girl wearing a CMC shirt currently suffocating my friend.I decide we need to bail and made a quick and brilliant escape plan. “Hey isn’t that Rainbow Dash?!” I shout while pointing out the side window of the restaurant with a hoof. I quickly grab our things, slide out of the booth,and use my magic to yank Sweetie out of the girl’s grasp while they are distracted. The group starts shouting just as i reach front door with Sweetie on my back. “HEY!” “Wait!” “Stop!” “Bu-” the last shout being cut off as I galloped out the door and past crowd outside the window only now turning to give chase. I was galloping as fast as I could down the street and was tiring fast since I hadn’t had anything to eat and only short rest stops since wendy’s. “Run faster Vinyl they’re fucking gaining on us!” yelled Sweetie looking back at the people following us. “Damn it dude I’m running on fumes here!” I shout back already starting to slow down. It wasn’t looking good for us when a white sedan pulled up beside us. “Get in!” shouted the man in the driver’s seat as the back door opened. Not having much choice I jump in tossing Sweetie onto the seat next to me as I use my magic to close the door. After a few second’s of me gasping for breath as the car pulls away I turn to the driver “Thanks dude... I thought we were gonners for a moment there” “Don’t thank me...thank my wife” he said as he continued to watch the road. Just after he said that his wife looked into the back from the passenger seat.I’m pretty sure Sweetie and mine’s jaws were on the floor when we saw her. “That was a pretty close call huh?” said the lavender unicorn with a dark indigo mane and tail with a pink streak running through them. I look at Sweetie and say “Dude... I think we just got our asses pulled out of the fire by Tara Strong!” Author's Note Well that's the first chapter! I know is still pretty rough but being a bit of a perfectionist I will likely be making constant tweeks to it till I'm satisfied. If anything doesn't make sense just let me know and I'll see what i can do to fix it.
Chapter 2Of Vinyl and Belle’s By Dj Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ Tara sat there and smiled “No need to thank me girls” both Sweetie and myself facehoofed at that “What? Is something wrong?” “Me and my roommate here weren’t always female...” I said as I lowered my hoof. Tara shook her head “Well your lucky I decided to go out for a drive and well I ran into yo-”she was promptly cut off by a sound akin to a lions growl. Sweetie how ever laughed “I think Vinyl i-” she stopped at the sound of her own stomach “Say it and I will shove your horn somewhere” I start laughing before my stomach complaints against the lack of food.Tara started laughing at us “Sounds like you didn’t get enough to eat. Want to just come over to my place?” “Yes! Food!” I shouted throwing my forehooves in the air. Sweetie punched me in the face “I AM STARVING!” I rubbed my cheek and looked at her “What the hell dude?! Did you really have to hit me for being hungry?!”I asked and Sweetie nodded. “Indeed I did” Sweetie said with smug look on her face.I roll my eyes and decide to lay down on the seat to wait out the ride. It wasn’t long before we pulled into the driveway of a rather large house a huge crowd of bronies outside the gate. Sweetie decided as she got out of the car that now was a great time to be an attention leech. People were screaming “Sweetie I love you!” and “You are best CMC”. Sweetie was taking it all in doing a pose every now and then. And she wasn’t the only one getting attention, even if the rest of us didn’t ask for it. There were shouts of “Twilight is best pony!” and “Drop the bass Vinyl!”. I think I even heard someone shouting something about me and a baby...I don’t even want to think about that. Tara sighed and ignored the attention before using her magic to drag Sweetie by the tail “Come on you!” We trotted into the house before the bronies decided it was a good idea to try to climb the fence surrounding the property. It was HUGE! Especially when you're used to living in a small 2 bedroom apartment. “Just make yourselves comfortable in the living room over there and...I don’t think I got your names” Tara looked at Sweetie and I. “Just call me Vinyl” I said “If I look the part I might as well go with it for now, right?” “And I guess you can call me Sweetie Belle” Sweetie said jumping on Tara’s couch. Tara nodded and started to head down the hall before stopping and shouting over her shoulder “Oh you may want to look in the room on the other side of the hall from the living room Vinyl. I figure it might be something you're interested in”. And with that cryptic message given she continued down the hall. I look at Sweetie “What do you think it?” “You should go” Sweetie said shrugging “What's the worst that could happen?” “I guess you have a point” I say as I turn and walk into the room across the hall from the living room before stopping in shock. “Uhh dude? you might wanna come see this!” I yell over my shoulder. Sweetie ran into the room slamming into my leg “Ouch!” She said walking around me before she started staring as well. It looked like someone had built a small dance club I here, complete with lights, speakers and even DJing equipment on one side of the room on a small stage. I turn my head to look at Sweetie “I never would’ve thought Tara to be the type to have something like in her house.” “Well it is Tara so I could see it she does do the voice of the second best pony” Sweetie said I walk up to the small stage looking over the DJing equipment “You don’t think she wants me to us this do you?” “Yes she does now BREAK OUT THE BASS CANNON!” Sweetie screamed as her voice cracked a little. “But I don’t know how to work this! And I don’t even like Dubstep, I prefer the lighter stuff dude!”I say as I get on stage and begin looking over the equipment. Strangely enough I feel as if I know what every piece does...but that's impossible...right? “Nothing is impossible now start the music foal!”Sweetie said with a glare. I turn on the set and start to fiddle with the equipment for a few minutes before deciding to try my hand(or hoof as it is) at creating a song I’ve had running around in my head for a couple hours now. As i started to put it together I just kind of...got into the zone i guess... and was bobbing my head to the music, using my magic to run the equipment. As the music ended I sit there for a minute before at the dance floor to see Sweetie, Tara and her husband all grinning at me.It was kinda making me nervous “W-What? Why are you all smiling at me like that?” “That was decent thats for sure” Sweetie said “It seems my theory was correct” Tara said with a smile that could put Pinkie out of business. “What theory?” Sweetie asked cocking her head “Well I had only my own experience to go by, until Vinyl here confirmed it, but basically we appear to have the talents of the ponies we’ve turned into.” Tara answered while watching me as I get off the stage and trot over to the group. “So if I am right if somebody became Rarity they would be a dramatic douche?” Sweetie asked “And now I have crappy cooking skills? but a great singing voice?” “Not quite. The person who became Rarity would gain her special talent which is bringing out the potential in others. And as for the second part of your question I actually need to check something for the second part of my theory.” She says before she uses her magic to grab my shades of face before I can react. “Hey give those back!” I yell as I try to grab them from her. She continued to levitate them just out of my reach. “Damn it Tara this isn’t funny!” Why was i getting angry? Why was i getting so emotional over some shades? I haven’t even had them for 24 hours and yet I can’t imagine myself without them anymore for some reason. Just as about yell at Tara again I feel the familiar weight of my shades on my face. “Sorry about that Vinyl but I had prove the second part of my theory in that in addition to getting the talent of the pony we’ve turned into we also gain some of their major flaws. In your case Vinyl’s emotional attachment to her shades.” Tara said to me with an apologetic look on her face. “Hey Tara?” Sweetie said “Yes Sweetie Belle?” She replied as she looked at the little filly. “Do you care if I help with cooking Supper?” Sweetie asked batting her eyelashes My stomach twists at the thought of Sweetie cooking after Tara’s little revelation of our flaws. “Uh no way in hell are you cooking dude...were you not listening when Tara said we’ve gained some of the flaws of the ponies we've become?” I say to Sweetie as I try to calm myself down. “Sweetie Belle burnt orange juice and liquified french toast in the show if you've forgotten” “Doesn’t mean I can’t cook and besides I asked Tara not you.” Sweetie said using the puppy dog eyes “Please?” “How about if everyone cooks their own servings? That should solve any problems with bad cooking” Tara replied. ♪♫♪♫♪ Luckily the fire was put out fast before it could spread. Turns out Sweetie got the flaw of crappy cooking. When she made toast it somehow turned into soup and to add insult to injury it lit on fire. I’ll never figure out how the flaming toast soup got in my mane. I was running around the Kitchen for a full 15 seconds before Tara managed to put it out using some sort of water spell. After we got the fire out I demanded that Sweetie stand in the corner until we finished cooking the rest of the food. As we finished up cooking I looked over at what was left of Sweetie’s “flaming toast soup” before asking Tara “Do you have any TV dinners? I don’t think she is gonna be able to eat that” “There are some in the freezer above the fridge” Tara replied as she put her food on a dish “Can I come out now?” Sweetie asked “Yah I’m just gonna throw out the abomination you created and grab you a tv dinner” I told as i started to levitate said abomination towards the bathroom. “So yes or no? can I get out of the corner now?” Sweetie asked again I ignored her seeing as I had already basically said yes and proceeded to dump the creation of evil into the toilet.Sweetie ended up coming into the bathroom with an annoyed look “I said I was sorry!” I roll my eyes “Just go sit at the table..” I said as I walked back into the kitchen “I’ll have your meal ready in a minute” Sweetie did as I said grumbling some rude things about me and a stick. At least I think she said stick. I decided to ignore her and grabbed the TV dinner from the freezer before putting it in the microwave. I noticed it was some sort of vegetarian lasagna which surprised me. “I didn't think they made veggie lasagna TV dinners...must be higher quality stuff” I quickly levitated my and Sweetie’s dinners into the dining room. As I placed our meals at the table and sat down. “Gee I still don’t know why you were so mad” Sweetie mumbled climbing into her chair I sigh “I’m not so much mad anymore as I am tired dude...”. After a few minutes of us eating silence a thought occurred to me. “Hey if each have some of the flaws of the ponies we've become does that mean you have Twilight’s OCD Tara?” Tara shrugged “I guess it would seeing as Sweetie Belle nearly lit my house on fire from trying to cook and you got angry when I took your sun glasses away” Tara said “You don’t seem to be too worried about it” I reply. “Because I don’t have anything to obsess over and I had a friend with OCD so I can control it” Tara said. I just looked at her blankly thinking ‘how do you control OCD?’. We finished our meals in relative silence with few problems...mostly with Sweetie making a mess as she ate.Her food mainly landed on her face so that was kinda funny. It was while Tara was cleaning off Sweetie’s face with a face cloth that she decided to drop a loaded question I had been trying not to think about. “So...have you two noticed any other changes? And how are you two dealing being female?” she asked while scrubbing Sweetie’s face. Sweetie used her hooves to push the cloth away “Other than having a smaller bladder nothing I can really think of” Sweetie said “Oh and getting tired from walking so much” After Sweetie added that Tara went back to scrubbing. “What about you Vinyl?” Tara asked. “How did you get this food so deep into your fur” she mumbled I remained silent for a minute while I thought about it. ‘Other than the obvious I don’t really FEEL different...well as long as ignore my new plumbing that is’ I thought. As I continued down this train of thought I remembered something to do with mare’s. “Oh god please don’t tell me I’ll have to deal with heat!” I could feel my pupil’s shrink into near nonexistence at the idea that I might have to deal with that. I noticed that everyone’s faces except Sweetie’s had gone red. “I said that out loud didn’t I?” I could feel my own face heating up in embarrassment and Sweetie just laughed at me. “N-Not exactly” Tara stammered “from what the...specialists told me when I went in to get checked out they said it will be something like what women have to deal with only worse. So you won't go crazy or anything like that but it still won’t be pleasant.” I noticed that Tara’s husband had gotten up and left the room due to the topic of the discussion. “Oh joy” I reply sarcastically as I get up from my chair to put my dish in the washer and Sweetie’s tray in the garbage. As I close the dishwasher and turn around I see Tara walk into the kitchen levitating Sweetie up to me. “Can you give Sweetie Belle a bath? I have to go make a few calls.” Tara says as soon I grab Sweetie in my magic. “Wait,What?!” Sweetie shouted. Tara gave Sweetie a look that said she wouldn’t take any argument against it. “You’ve been running around all day and you have tomato sauce staining your coat. You should also take a bath as well Vinyl you don't smell the greatest either.” And with that she walked out of the kitchen. “She’s joking right?” Sweetie asked “After nearly ripping my face off like she did she has to be joking and if not I won’t take one” “Do you really think it would be a good idea piss off the person with Twilight Sparkle’s magic?” I say as I trot towards the bathroom with Sweetie in my magic.”Not too mention we will have to ask her if we can stay the night since it’s starting to get late.” “Fine I will take one under one condition” Sweetie said crossing her fore hooves pouting. “What is it?” I ask. “If she tries to tell me when to go to bed I will hurt her” Sweetie said “If that happens I’m not bailing you out since it will be your own damn fault dude” I say as I start to fill the tub. “What?! how is it my own damn fault?!” Sweetie shouted in my ear “OW! Fuck dude! cool it!” I say as I rub my ear with a hoof before turn off the tap. What the hell did I do to deserve this? ♪♫♪♫♪ “Is everything alright in there?” Tara yelled from the other side of the bathroom door. “Everything is JUST fine.” I reply as I glare at Sweetie with my eye that wasn’t covered by my dripping mane. I grabbed Sweetie with my fore hooves, now sporting bite marks from a certain little filly before burying her under a pile of towels. “Damn it dude just sit still!” I growled as i tried to dry her off before she gets away. “NO!” Sweetie shouted before she managed to squirm out my grip. “What is go-ooof!” shouted Tara as she was bowled over by a white unicorn missile yelling “FREEEEEDDOOOOM!!!”. Tara sat up after a second and steeped over the stunned filly before taking in the disaster area with a dripping unicorn at the center of it. “Is she always this bad?” Tara asked. “I wouldn’t know...I’ve never had to give her baths before today when she was a full grown man.” I deadpanned. “Ouch my head!” Sweetie whined as she sat up with a dazed expression. “I’m gonna clean up before I take my bath so I’ll let you take care of the little monster Tara” I say as I get to work cleaning the bathroom. “Umm ok...” Tara says with a concerned look on her face as she lead Sweetie out of the bathroom. “....Dick....” was all Sweetie said After my bath I was about to just walk out of the bathroom when I looked into the mirror on the back of the door. My mane was a mess and I sat there debating if i should fix it. After a few minutes of debating I decided any right to my masculinity went out the window when I decided to to use Vinyl’s name and after a quick brushing to give it that familiar Vinyl Scratch look I walked out of the bathroom. As soon as I reached the living room doorway and got a good look at the scene in side I couldn’t help fall over clutching my sides in hysterical laughter. Sweetie Belle was sitting on the couch with look on her face that could curdle milk as Tara used a brush to style and curl her mane and tail to match the little filly from the show. “Sure laugh it up Vinyl! At least I didn’t get prettied up by choice!” Sweetie growled while pointing a hoof at my mane and tail. I just shrugged “If I’m gonna have Vinyl’s name and talent I might as well look the part” Sweetie stares at me for a moment as I lay down beside the couch. “Seriously Vinyl? Why are you starting act like this? It’s like you're trying to be the pony from the show and it’s kinda creepy.” I remain silent “Well?" “Well what do you expect? I can’t exactly act like I used to due to the fact that I’m no longer human or the same gender!” I answer with a glare at the filly. “That doesn’t mean you have to try to be DJ P0N-3” she shoots back with a glare of her own. I sigh before replying in a low voice “I know...it’s just that I’m not sure how I should be acting...after all...we could be stuck like this for the rest of our lives...” An oppressive silence descends on the living room as the words leave my muzzle. After what seems like an eternity the silence is broken by Tara clearing her throat. “Well it’s getting kinda late so why don’t we all head to bed for the night?” she says as she quickly trots out into the hall before shouting back to us. “Oh and there is a guest bedroom up stairs for the two of you to use” I look over at Sweetie “Let’s get some sleep for now...” ♪♫♪♫♪ As I slowly wake from a very strange dream involving Celestia dressed as Darth Vader battling Barney while Discord watched drinking tea in a banana costume. I couldn’t help but notice how soft the pillow I was holding in my forelegs was. Then it moved. I snapped open my eye’s and looked at my supposed pillow to see Sweetie giving me a glare through a drool sodden mane that could blow up the world five times over before turning hell into a frozen wasteland. “Oh shit sorry dude!” I say just before I let go and fall off the bed into a spectacular face plant. “HAHAHA nice face plant!” Sweetie laughed before using my awkwardly positioned posterior as a springboard to get off the bed and out the door. I proceeded to sit in that position entertaining revenge plots against the little filly before deciding to let it go and grab some breakfast. When I arrived downstairs I was hit by the smell of pancakes and I could feel my mouth starting to water as continued into the kitchen until I fell to the floor. I noticed a little white filly with her hoof sticking out into the doorway behind me. “Dude what the hell was that for?” I said as I glared at her from the floor. Sweetie came to me and started whispering “If you ever bathe me again the next time it will be much worse am I understood?!” “I could just call your mother and let her deal with you” I replied. “And I could tell her our location if need be so we good?” Sweetie asked I snapped. I got up and rounded on her “I’ve had enough of you you fucking spoiled brat!!” I continued advance towards her. “You have done nothing bitch and moan since this all started and be a general pain in the ass!” I was now right in her face “And as far as I’m concerned you can rot in hell!”. I immediately turn and stomp out the kitchen and back into the guest room before closing it with enough force to rattle the windows of the room. I stand there in the middle of the room for a few seconds before collapsing on the floor before letting my emotions go. ♪♫♪♫♪ After a while of laying on the floor my stomach decides to make it’s extreme displeasure known. ‘Thats right...I haven’t eaten breakfast’ I consider laying there a bit longer before my stomach makes the decision for me with an even louder growl. “Alright I get the message...” I mumble under my breath as I get up, head downstairs and into the kitchen. I couldn’t help but notice Tara was hugging Sweetie and talking to her but I couldn’t hear much of what she was saying. I decide to ignore them and grab some of the now cold pancakes. before eating them at the table I briefly consider heating them before giving up the idea. I glance at Tara and Sweetie in the kitchen one time before heading into the dining room. I ended up levitating my fork and taking a bite of my pancakes. Eating alone is...well...lonely. After I finish up my meal I decided I needed to find something to distract me. As such I put my plate in the washer and walk past the two ponies in the kitchen to the hallway. I hear someone call my name but ignore it as I continue into the room across the hallway from the living room. I step behind Dj equipment and after fiddling around with it, I lose myself in the music. Author's Note A bit drama in this one. I hoping i don't get too much flak but I think it makes things interesting. Especially with what will happen coming up. MUAHAHAHA! Enjoy!
Chapter 3Of Vinyl and Belle’s By DJ Discharge ______________________________________________________________________________ I turned off the DJ set, walked off the stage and into hallway before stopping at the sound of Sweetie complaining in the living room.”I’m booooorrrrrrreeeeedddddd!” I could hear the annoyance in Tara’s voice when she answered Sweetie as I trotted into the living room. “Well maybe if you helped pack you wouldn't be so bored” The lavender unicorn replied as she packed some blankets into a duffle bag. “But that sounds boring!” Sweetie whined “You wouldn’t bored as long if you jus-Oh uh hey Vinyl” Tara said as she turned towards Sweetie and noticed me. I nodded my head but remained silent as I walked past Sweetie and Tara before starting to help pack. “I can’t use magic so no!”Sweetie answered with a huff. I just ignored their argument as I continued to pack for the trip (Tara told me about her plan to drive us when I was busy playing my music after my blow up at Sweetie). As I was packing I noticed my laptop poking out of a bag and decided to see if there was anymore news about the people turned ponies issue. I quickly pull it out and set it down before turning it on. As soon as I open up my internet browser an article grabs my attention. ===================================================================== Ponies, who or what are they? Early yesterday morning a large number of technicoloured equines showed up around the world claiming to be former humans. Despite these claims there is little to no proof they are who they claim to be. Who’s to say they didn’t just “get rid of” the humans they claim to be so they can slowly take over? Even more important is WHAT are they? Despite the fact that they appear to be related to horse, they do things that are scientifically impossible claiming it is “magic”.... I continued to read for a few more lines before closing my laptop. “Well that was pointless...” I grumbled to myself. “What was?” I looked up at Tara a bit surprised that she had heard me, also noticing she was levitating the same curling iron and brush from last night. “Nothing but why do you have those?” I asked. “I wanted to fix Sweetie’s mane before we head out” Tara said. We both turned at the sound of a crash and saw a familiar pink and purple tail sticking out from behind the couch. Tara rolled her eyes as she proceeded to levitate the filly out from behind the couch and in front of her. “Hey lemme go!” Sweetie shouted and once again it was in my ear. I really need to learn to move away from her mouth when something like this happens because one day I’m going to go deaf.I glared at Sweetie as Tara used her magic to keep the filly still before she began working on her mane despite her protests and struggling. ♪♫♪♫♪ We had gotten our bags in Tara’s Escalade while her husband took the decoy and the mini van out to help distract the bronies out front. Tara turned to me as we finished. “Could you put Sweetie Belle into the child seat in the back?” I look over at Sweetie as she glared at me “You heard her dude...”. “No! no no no! I am NOT going to sit in a damn childs seat I have let Tara mess with my hair! and a few other things here but Hell.To.The.No!” Sweetie said. I quickly used my magic as Sweetie tried...did she just try to bite me?! “You're not getting me that easily dude!” I growl at her as I levitate her out of reach and over to the child seat. “You just remember this moment because payback is a bitch!” Sweetie said as she threw a rock at me.....HOW DID SHE EVEN GET A ROCK!? “OW! Dammit dude that hurt!” I yelled as I rubbed my head with a forehoof and used my magic to finish buckling Sweetie in. I glared at her before closing the door and walking around to the other side of the vehicle. Tara started the Escalade just as I finished buckling in even though Sweetie was screaming and cursing at me. I have the feeling she is pissed.Pretty soon though her screams were cut off as I stuck a sucker I found into her mouth. “Be quiet and maybe you will get another” I said as I began to settle in for the ride. Shockingly that actually worked. ‘I had no clue Sweetie had a sweet tooth maybe that is an actual flaw she has on the show’ I thought to myself as I watched as we drove out of the driveway. “I have something you can watch while we drive” Tara said as she turned on the TV on the back her seat with her magic. “The walking dead?” she replied hopefully “Uhh no. I was thinking something a little more age appropriate” Tara said as the screen showed the opening for Dora the explorer. Sweetie’s eyes widened “No turn it off please! Tara I will pay you to turn it off!” “Oh it’s not that bad” Tara answered Sweetie as I pulled my laptop out. Tara might not think it was bad but that didn’t mean I wanted to listen to it. “Tara I will blow my brains out in this car if I find a gun if you do not turn that evil show off!” Sweetie said already slamming her head on the seat. I drowned out Sweetie’s cries of anguish by starting a skirmish of Battle for Middle-Earth. ♪♫♪♫♪ After 2 hours of battles I decide to call it quits and turn off my laptop only to hear Sweetie still banging the back of her head against the child seat. “Dude the TV is already off...” I say after glancing at the darkened TV screen. “It is in my head!” Sweetie shouted I roll my eye’s before grabbing my Iphone, turning it to Rob Zombie’s Dragula and putting the ear buds in her ear. “Better?” I asked and Sweetie nodded. I lean against the door watching the scenery go by for a few seconds before turning back to Sweetie Belle. “Hey dude?” “Yeah?” “Uh...Sorry about...you know...blowing up at you. It wasn’t something I should’ve done...even if you're a pain in the ass to deal with.” I said “Its fine trust me it is but I will have revenge” Sweetie replied with a smirk I couldn’t help but laugh at that “Whatever you say dude” “I’m not joking I-” Sweetie started to say before her eye’s widened with horror at something outside my window. “What is it du-OH SHIT” I say as I turn around to the sight of a red car barreling towards us and I only had one thought going through my head before I blacked out. ‘Is that a Ferrari?’ ♪♫♪♫♪ “...her into...before we...” ‘Huh? Who is there?’ “She’s....Losing her Doctor!” ‘Who? Losing who? Why can’t I move?’ “Get...amn Veterinarian in here!” ‘I feel...tired’ “Doctor she’s...” ♪♫♪♫♪ BEEP... ‘Huh? Is that my alarm?’ BEEP... ‘No...not loud enough for that...’ BEEP... ‘Still annoying though...’ BEEP... I try to open my eye’s so I can see what's causing that noise but when I do I don't see anything. I start to panic. “W-What h-happened...” I rasp barely audible due to my dry throat.I heard what sounded like Sweetie’s voice but it was muffled “S-Sweetie Belle? Is that you? Where are we? And why can’t I see?!” I was terrified and that damn beeping was getting faster. “Calm down Vinyl we are in the hospital and Sweetie has an oxygen mask on” I heard Tara say “The Hospital?! What the fu-” I started before I cried out in pain from my attempt to roll onto my side. It felt like someone was stabbing every inch of my body with knives! I heard a door open and a man speak. “ Nurse get me the sedative!” Sedative?! Oh hell no! “No no no no...” I say as I try to fight against the person holding me down despite the intense pain it causes me. I feel a jab in my flank before I start to lose what strength I had. “D-Damn...it...” Is all that escapes my mouth before I drift back into the realm of unconsciousness. ♪♫♪♫♪ The next time I wake up its to a lot of shouting coming from my left. “Damn it she’s flatlining! somebody hurry the hell up and get the crash cart!” “Here it is Doctor!” “CLEAR!” “No response Doctor!” “Again! CLEAR!” “I’ve got a beat...and it’s steady!” “Good now get respiratory and get her a MRI now!” ♪♫♪♫♪ I wake up to the sound of Sweetie Belle and Tara talking. “They say I’m good to go and that you should be out in a few days” Tara says “But I want to leave nooowwww!” Sweetie whined “I’m bored in here!” I tried to laugh at that but only ended up coughing before groaning in pain. “Vinyl! You're awake!” Tara shouted as I heard the sound of her trotting over to my bedside. “And I’m bored!” Sweetie shouted. I try to open my eye’s before closing them at the brightness of the room. It takes a few seconds for me get my eyes open again “Yes we know Sweetie Belle” I can just make out Tara rolling her eye’s “How do you feel Vinyl?” “ Some water would be great” I rasp out and after a few seconds I feel a glass against my lips. “And something on the tv would be good as well like uhhh OH! Breaking Bad!” Sweetie Belle shouted “Here watch some nickelodeon” Tara replied as I heard opening of some show come from Sweetie’s bed. After I finished drinking the water I decide to ask Tara the most urgent question on my mind. “So how bad is it?” “You were in really bad shape when you first came in with broken bones and the whole nine yards but recovered remarkably fast after you stabilized. I suspect it has to do with a ponies natural magics.” The doctors are still recommending you and Sweetie stay in here a little bit longer to make sure there aren’t any other complications so just get some rest.” I nod as she finishes and decide to do just that. ♪♫♪♫♪ After we were released from the hospital Tara leads us over to a small four door green Sedan. “Uh did you get a new car when we were in the hospital?” I ask looking at it “It’s a rental” Tara stated before opening the door and getting into the driver’s seat.”Care to put Sweetie in the childs seat again?” Tara asked. I really hope Sweetie does not have any rocks on her to throw at me. “WHAT AGAIN?!” Sweetie yelled in my magic grip. This time I was smart enough to keep her away from my ears and faced away from me so that if she did have a rock she wouldn’t be able to throw it at me. I quickly buckle her in and jump into the passengers seat so we can get going.”Why is it in the middle of the back seat!?” Sweetie shouts at us. “So we can keep a better eye on you” Tara said “Can we grab something to eat before we continue on to Nashville?” I ask Tara as Sweetie continues to shout at us from the back seat. “Didn’t like the hospital food during your 3 week stay?” Tara teased “Of course not! their food is gro-WAIT WHAT!? 3 weeks?”I was shocked. I mean I know I was out of it for awhile but it is still a shock when you hear that you just missed 3 weeks without it feeling like it. “Wait food? I’m up for food!” Sweetie shouted. What is with her and shouting?! As we were pulling out of the hospital parking lot I spotted someplace to eat at. . “How about Subway? Does that sound good?” I asked and both Tara and Sweetie agreed Tara drove our rental into Subway’s parking lot and as we walked into the restaurant we took note of a sign advertising a “pony special”. “Pony special? Well that's convenient!” Tara exclaimed before trotting over to the counter to order two foot longs and one 6 inch of the pony special. We were getting our order’s one of the staff looked at Sweetie before she said something surprised us. “First Scootaloo and now Sweetie Belle? At this rate we will have Applebloom by closing time” “Wait Scootaloo was here? When?” I asked “She left about five minutes before you walked in” the staff member said before turning to take the order of the person behind us. “Are you fucking kidding me..” Sweetie mumbled “I can’t believe we just missed another of the CMC dude” I said to Sweetie as we sat down to eat our subs. “And I can’t believe you won’t shut up and eat” Sweetie grumbled taking a bite of her sub “I wonder if we can trade you for Scootaloo...” I grumble before biting into my sandwich. “Oh hush both of you” Tara scolded both of us “Or else” she warned Not wanting to get turned into a potted plant I decide to shut up and finish my meal. Looking up again I saw that Sweetie had some of her food on her face and I wasn’t the only one to notice. “Really Sweetie Belle? You got your food all over your face again!” Tara said as she began to clean up the filly with some wet napkins no matter how much she protested. I could hear a few laughs and “D’awwww’s’” coming from the other customers in the restaurant as they watched the scene. After Tara wiped Sweetie’s face we decided we should hit the road again “Vinyl care to put Sweetie in her seat? and Sweetie no whining!” I sigh and use my magic to do as Tara asked hoping that Sweetie wouldn’t try anything and this time she surprisingly didn’t other than yawn.”I’m just going to close my eyes for a second” Sweetie mumbled. “Alright Sweetie you do that” Tara said “So that way you will be silent for a while” She mumbled I looked at Tara with a bit surprise as we got in the car “So she’s finally getting to you too huh?” Tara shook her head “More like she is too whiny” ♪♫♪♫♪ After a few hours of driving we were passing through a small town when I noticed a clothing shop. Normally it wouldn’t catch my attention but this one had a large sign out front that said “now with clothes for ponies!” which I decided to point out to Tara of course being quiet as to not wake up the sleeping filly. “Hey Vinyl?” “Yah?” I asked Tara “Should we wake Sweet-” We were cut off by a high pitched yawn in the back seat “Or she will wake up on her own....should we go in the store?” “Sure I don’t mind...just don’t ask me to play dress up” I reply “What are you talking about?” Sweetie asked still trying to wake up and stretching “What store?” “The store we are parking in front of dude” I say as the car does just that. “But for what?” Sweetie asked “Clothing” Tara answers as she gets out of the car. “Hey what about me?!” Sweetie shouted and she is now fully awake I roll my eyes as I use my magic to get her out of the child seat and onto the ground. As we walked into the store we were immediately spotted by the owner and her assistant. “Hello there my name is Richard and I am the owner of this establishment.” The man said smiling “And how may I help you?” Tara trotted up to Richard and whispered something to him “I think we can do that let me just get my daughter out here” Richard said “Jenny! come here! we have customers and I need you to take some measurements!” “Coming!” came the reply from the back seconds before Jenny walked out. “Oh our first pony customers! well then if you will stand over on this platform we will get started right away on your measurements and while we are doing that you can specify what you want” “Lets start with Sweetie Belle then” Tara walked over to Jenny “We need you to make a bathing suit for that little filly and make it yellow and pink. Oh and some pink and purple pajamas” Tara whispered to her. I was close enough to overhear it and snickered a bit. ♪♫♪♫♪ After Jenny finished taking Sweetie’s measurements (not an easy task by any means what with her complaining and all) Tara decided she would get a few items as well. In the meantime I decided chat with Sweetie. “Hey dude I just thought of something” I said as sat beside her. “What is it?” Sweetie asked “You know how you're a filly right?” I asked knowing that what I was going to ask her would probably unnerve her and she nodded. “And that if there is no way to reverse this that you're stuck that way right?” she nodded again. “So I was wondering...how are you gonna deal with going through puberty?” “....I don’t want to think about it!” Sweetie shouted her voice cracking I couldn’t help but start laughing at her and by the time I stopped i was clutching my sides and trying to catch my breath only to feel a tiny hoof on my face. “Shut up! or so help me the next time you fall asleep I will hold a pillow over your head until you stop kicking!” “That threat is kinda hard to take seriously when your filly that can’t even use magic dude” I say as I roll my eyes. Just as Sweetie was gonna reply the telltale ringing of a cellphone could be heard coming from my mane. I could feel everyone staring at me as I pulled out my Iphone and looked at the number. “Isn’t that Pinkie’s thing? pulling stuff out of nowhere like that” Sweetie said “I dunno...I just figured out I could store small things in my mane and tail today” I shrug. “Oh and it seems Kelly your ex-girlfriend is calling.” I say as I hit the answer button and levitate it over to Sweetie. “Hello? Damian? Are you there?” “....Hang up!” Sweetie yells I winced as I heard a pained yell come from Kelly and levitated it back to me. “Sorry about that Kelly she’s been a bit of a pain since all this started.” I said “She? Since what started? And who is this?!” Kelly shouted through the phone. I’m glad I was holding it away from my ear. “This is John although I go by Vinyl now since I’ve turned into a unicorn mare.” I reply “You know what bitch if you don’t want to tell me who you are you don’t have to be a smartass!” Dayum gurl! she is LOUD “Damn it look Kelly I’ve been turned into Vinyl Scratch and Damian turned into Sweetie Belle from the show My little pony and if you have been watching the news you would know that I’m telling the truth!” I was seriously starting to get annoyed with everyone calling me a liar...and she hung up on me.....wow now I see why Damian dumped her “I swear if I get called a liar over the phone again I’m gonna find a way to blow a persons ear drums out via cellphone...” I growled “Ok it’s your turn Vinyl!” Tara said as she finished getting her order finished. “Wait what? I don’t need clothes” I said and started to back away before finding myself being levitated towards the platform. “Hey! I said I don’t need anything!” “You need some sort of swim wear as well as a casual and formal outfit just in case” Tara explained. As I was placed on the platform could feel my body freeze up...when did she learn how to do that?! “I don’t wear dresses! And what do we need formal wear for? Are we meeting the president?” I replied as I glared at Tara out of the corner of my eye. Tara rolled her eyes “No but it’s good to be prepared just in case and trust me you’ll look just fine in a dress” She didn’t seem to realize that it didn’t matter how good I looked I just hate dresses. I heard a good deal of laughing from a certain little filly as I was getting my measurements taken and couldn’t help but think. ‘What did I do to deserve this?’ Author's Note And there we have it! Writing is harder then i thought it would be lol. Anyways don't forget to comment, point out errors and ask questions! This is DJ Discharge saying LET THE INSANITY COMMENCE!
