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Human becomes pony. How, why and what happens next are all up to you. New stories and art welcome!
Any type of transformation into ponies, gryphons, changelings, dragons, kirin, etc., whether OC or canonical, & Anonponies of all shapes and sizes.
Want to be the little pony? This is the thread for you.

Previously on PTFG:
https://ponepaste.org/11866 - Changeling Perspective by HotdogWater - New!
https://ponepaste.org/11874 - Princess Anon by Prince_Polaris - New & Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11881 - Nonni meets her bat pony true love by Mills Tamias - New & Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11832 - In Too Deep by BlueForce
https://ponepaste.org/11836 - Trixie's Formerly Human Assistant by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11872 - King Mahrek's Portal by Mills Tamias - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11789 - I Am Become Moon by Prince_Polaris
https://ponepaste.org/11778 - Twily's legally distinct shining armor sex slave by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11769 - Crepuscule by Meslam
https://ponepaste.org/11545 - Character Development by Hotdog Water - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11764 - Umie no more by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11716 - Found Moony Green by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11719 - Pitch and Nonny by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11722 - gay ass sun/moon anons by Prince_Polaris - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/9707 - Anu by Meslam
https://ponepaste.org/1495 - The Pon-E journal by Gnisha
https://ponepaste.org/10964 - Strangers to the Plain by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/11376 - Anon Horse by PlatterCutter - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11345 - Mending Morph Victim: Thundering Drizzle by PlatterCutter - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11239 - I wish I were Anonstallion and had a cute autistic family by Patch - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11227 - Daybreaker & Anon by wingedanon - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11309 - An Anonpony Romance by Penname
https://ponepaste.org/11288 - Starlight's scary small sister by PlatterCutter
https://ponepaste.org/11300 - A Compilation of Mama Mare Stories by Mills_Tamias - Complete
https://ponepaste.org/11277 - Always Pay Your Pon-E Dealer by Mills_Tamias - Complete
https://docs.google.com/document/d/13z-VCs2AFogQRrOeBKv4akY1DwSq3vCXtHiInuZFj8o/edit - kasi pona by Atomic Glow - Complete
https://ponepaste.org/11260 - Silver Platter's self reflection
https://ponepaste.org/11232 - Rarity's Maid
https://ponepaste.org/11238 - Silver Platter in Canterlot
https://ponepaste.org/11228 - Anonfilly in kinderquestria - Complete
https://ponepaste.org/11696 - Anonfilly, Harmony-less by YuriFanatic

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>>43250000
Damn, checked
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Im still struggling to think up a compelling title for the Grimdark story
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>>43252086
Give it a bullshit name as a placeholder. Then, in a few months the placeholder name will just be its name. It'll grow on you, like a fungus. Or a weed. Or your preferred parasite.
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>>43252279
What kind of pony do you want to be?
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>>43252282
Not that you asked but I'm thinking pegasus.
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>>43252292
Im a happy earth pony
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>>43252484
Stronk
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>>43252282
Unicorn so I don’t have to pick stuff up with my mouth.
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>>41763299
I don't know if the author's still here but I found this ponepaste continuing a story from a little while ago, https://ponepaste.org/11541
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>>43251727
MORE
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>>43252282
Alicorn of course.
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>>43252086
In the grim darkness of the near future there is only pony oppression.
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>>43252980
In the grim darkness of the near future there is no ponies
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>>43252980

>>43252981 this guy got it. The grim part is there won't be any ponies left
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>>43252691
What makes you think you're worthy of that?
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>>43253525
I just want the stable and secure government job
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>>43253525
Why would I need to be worthy? Was Flurry Heart worthy?
Besides, I can always become "worthy" later.
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>>43253541
Three letter princess glow so bright
>>43253563
Not canon, only 2 seasons
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https://pastebin.com/P12G4DY2

>You wake up with a jolt, immediately starting into a weak coughing fit.
>It takes a couple minutes, but the coughing dies down and you remain sitting up in your hospital bed.
>This wasn’t a huge surprise to you, for it had been happening for a couple years now.
>The doctors were surprised that you actually made it that long, considering most patients with your type of lung cancer died in the first year.
>You were a fighter, not that it mattered much as you outright refused to get the proper treatment the doctors wanted you to do.
>It was too expensive, and you refused to do it for two very good reasons.
>And those reasons were both at your side of the bed, sitting in chairs while they gave you a weak smile.
>You returned the smile back to both of them, your two daughters.
>They practically begged you to undergo the treatment, but you were too stubborn and never budged, not once.
>Taking the treatment would practically bankrupt your family, and the only reason you even worked two jobs was for them.
>One job was at a coal mine, most likely were you got the cancer.
>The other was a small shop you owned, selling small trinkets, watches, shoes, and dresses.
>You worked on the trinkets and watches, while your two daughters both worked on the clothing.
>At a young age they both expressed an interest in fashion, even having some skill in it.
>You had gotten them dolls for their birthdays, with fancy dresses and shoes.
>They both loved them, and even started to design their own clothes for the dolls.
>You managed to get some money together and bought some clothing materials for them, and they turned out to be naturals at it.
>For awhile you were happy, even though your wife was gone, having died at an early age for both of your daughters.
>They hardly remembered her, though the pain was always fresh in your mind.
>It took you awhile, but you were finally happy again, filling the void in your heart with your two wonderful daughters.
>You think back to when the cancer first hit you, hard.
>It was your wife’s anniversary of the day she had died, and your two daughters were trying to cheer you up.
>They were walking by you on each side, holding your hands while you made it over to your wife’s grave.
>Just having them by your side always gave you a smile on your face.
>You looked over at them, both of them beautiful; wearing black dresses they had made for each other.
>They both had long black hair, the younger one almost resembling your wife in a way, with her face and eyes.
>The older one though looked more like you, but feminine.
>You smiled at both of them, proud of them for being so strong.
>A couple tears ran down your face, but you continued to smile.
>Maybe they were stronger than you.
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>>43253973
>Before you had even made it over to your wife’s tombstone though, you doubled over in a coughing fit, your daughters startled.
>It had started out weak in your walk, but you thought you could keep it down like usual.
>This wasn’t the first time it had happened, but you always acted strong and hid it from them.
>The fit didn’t stop quickly though, and it continued to drag on and you even started to cough up blood.
>An ambulance arrived after being called by one of your daughters a little while afterwards, and you were brought to a hospital.
>And now here you were, dieing in a hospital bed next to your kids while the cancer in your body continued to spread.
>You were angry at first, powerless to stop the cancer from slowly killing you.
>Even undergoing the treatment for it wouldn’t save you, maybe give you a couple more years of life.
>Though soon you accepted your fate, but it didn’t stop you from trying to live.
>Sometimes you even left the hospital to continue your work, although you were always brought back.
>This continued for awhile until the cancer grew too strong, and you had to stay in a hospital bed with life support.
>The constant beeping in the room always reminded you of it being there.
>You squeezed both of your daughter’s hands, assuring them in a weak voice, no more than a whisper, that it would be okay.
>You half meant it, they were both strong and would look out for each other, and you had saved up enough money for them to be safe for a couple years.
>Doing your duty as a father you brought them both up right, as best as you could.
>They seemed to grow even stronger than you could’ve imagined though, most likely because of their mother, or lack thereof anyways.
>All you knew was that they would be okay and watch each other’s backs, just like you taught them to.
>You lay back down on your bed, more tired than usual, trying to keep your eyes open.
>Your heartbeat was starting to slow down, your body weak from fighting off the cancer and failing.
>At first you hadn’t noticed, but then you saw a couple doctors in the room, along with your daughters crying softly into your side.
>You rubbed their heads, smiling and closing your eyes, they would be alright.
>They were tough young women, and in time, their wounds would heal, just like yours did with your wife.
>You continued to smile, holding your daughter’s hands even though you were no longer there.
>The noise in the hospital room seemed to stop all at once, save for two sobbing noises.
>The doctors unplugged the life support machine in the room and walked out, deciding to give them some silence.
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>>43253975
https://pastebin.com/AEzNdTpv

>You wake up with a jolt, but then you remember where you were, back in the hospital.
>You try to lie back down in your bed, but quickly realize you aren’t in the hospital.
>Opening your eyes, you quickly examine your surroundings.
“Oh..shit.”
>This isn’t your hospital bed, in fact, you’re not even sure where you are or what’s happening to you.
>As far as you can tell, you’re falling down a hole toward some light.
>Neat.
>You continue to fall towards the light, not really gaining any distance toward it after a few minutes.
>With nothing better to do, you try to remember what happened before...this.
>You remember being in the bed, as you should be, with your daughters by your side.
>They started to cry, but you were just going to sleep for a little while…weren’t you?
>Then you come to the sudden realization that you must have died, after fighting your cancer for a couple years.
>So where the hell were you right n-
“AUGH!”
>You scream in pain, your body starting to distort, parts of you growing while others parts shrank.
>Bones in your body snapped with sickening pops, changing shape and moving around in your body.
>Worst of all was that you were awake for this; feeling and hearing all of these changes suddenly come to your body.
>You would have tried to figure out what the hell is going on, but you were too busy being in blinding pain to figure it out.
>Suddenly that light hits you, and you can finally make out what’s on the other side.
>A couple trees and the greenest grass you have ever seen in your life.
>It almost looks like it’s from some cartoon; though you were always way to busy or tired too watch T.V.
>And then you realize you’re falling down towards that very green grass and trees, at a very alarming rate, passing the strange light you had seen.
>You try to slow yourself down but there’s nothing you can do but flail around in the air.
“Oh..shit!”
>Before you could even find out where you were or what was happening to you, you were going to die.
>Again.
>The shock of it all hits you, coupling with the aching pain in your body, and you start to black out as you rocket towards that green, green grass.
>You barely register something hit your side as you go unconscious.
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>>43253978
>The world comes back to you after awhile, and you groan in pain.
>The pain you had during your fall has died down a bit, but is still very much there.
>You try to stand up but your legs start wobbling and give out, sending you back down to the…surprisingly soft ground.
>”Hey! You’re awake! Even though you almost died I have to admit, that was pretty cool! I’ve never seen anypony but a Pegasus get that high off the ground before!”
>Pegawhat? Whatever, you roll your head around to get a better look at the voice talking to you.
>”Except for Pinkie Pie anyways, but that mare is crazy, with all of her machine..thingies.”
>Still on the ground, you finally spot the tomboyish voice talking to you.
>You kind of wish you hadn’t.
>Your eyes go wide and your mouth falls open, speechless.
>Before you is a horse, but the strangest damn horse you have ever seen.
>Her mane and tail are rainbow colored while her body is cyan, and on each side of her body is a wing.
>Her eyes stare down at you as she nudges you a bit with a hoof. “Hey buddy, you okay?”
>No, you are not okay.
>You’re talking to a horse with rainbow hair and wings.
“I..I’m fine.”
>She smiles at you and raises a hoof up to you to help you get up.
>You half heartedly smile back and accept the hoof, bringing your own up to hers.
>Wait, what the fuck?
>You look at your hoof in shock, expecting a hand to be there instead.
>After taking a better look at your body, you realize that you’re now one of these horses too, complete with hooves and a tail.
>The mare at your side just stares at you with a quizzical expression. “Are you sure? You look like you’re..freaking out.”
>Probably because you ARE freaking out.
>You try to calm yourself down a bit, taking deep breaths.
“Okay, I’m a talking horse now…this is weird.”
>You hear giggling to your side and you finally stand up, on two legs, the pain having died down a bit.
>You’re a bit wobbly, but you don’t fall.
>Placing both of your..hooves at your hips, you try to be serious with the..talking horse.
>For some reason this makes her burst out in laughter at you.
“What’s so funny?”
>”Haha! You! You’re so weird! And you’re not a horse, you’re a PONY, what else could you be?”
>You talk a look at yourself again, standing on two legs and then another look at the hors-..pony in front of you, who is on all fours.
>Dropping down onto your hooves you feel less wobbly, though still a bit awkward.
“Heh..yeah..”
>She rolls her eyes at you. “Not as weird as Pinkie though. Anyways, nice to meet you, I’m Rainbow Dash!”
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>>43253980
>She puffs her wings and chest out proudly when saying her name.
“Uh, yeah…I’m Anonymous. So you, uhh, saved me?”
>Rainbow Dash keeps her chest puffed out but retracts her wings, smiling at you.
>”That’s right! I was practicing some of my tricks nearby when you just appeared out of nowhere, dropping out of the sky!”
>She drags the story on about how she saved you, almost hitting the ground before she barely reached you, then grabbing you before you crashed, and getting to safety.
>”Y’know, no big deal, I do it all the time.” She gives you a sheepish grin, trying to act like it wasn't a big deal.
>You smile at her, genuinely this time.
“Thanks, I really appreciate it. If you hadn’t been there, then..”
>”Hey, it’s no problem! Really. So how did you get so high up there? It’s not like you have wings or anything.”
>How DID you get up there?
“I don’t remember, I just woke up and I was there…Anyways! Where are we right now?”
>Rainbow Dash looks at you, puzzled, but accepts the answer.
>”We’re a bit a ways from Ponyville. I stopped practicing there after I, well, crashed a few times doing tricks.”
>Phew, you dodged a bullet there. You thought about it, but maybe telling peo..well, ponies were you were from, or what had happened to you wouldn’t be the best choice.
“Ponyville, huh? I’ve never heard of it.”
>”Really? Guess you’re new here. Fair warning, Pinkie Pie is gonna be freaking out over you then, so try and act nice.”
>Shit, that didn’t sound good. You didn’t really want to attract any attention to you, at least not until you figured out what happened to you, and what this world was like.
>”Anyways, I’m gonna practice a couple more tricks before bringing you into Ponyville. Get ready to be blown away by my awesomeness!”
>She brings her wings out before flapping away into the sky, immediately going into her previous routine before you showed up.
>You roll her eyes at her, but take a seat and watch her as you have nothing better to do.
>You let your mind wander. This was pretty weird, but you suppose it’s not as bad as being sick twenty four seven, and dieing.
>A couple tears are brought to your eyes as you start thinking about your daughters but you hold them back, instead shifting your focus to your new ‘friend’s’ flying.
>As far as you could tell, she was pretty good, even if you weren’t an expert on..Pegasus ponies.
>Man, this was going to be a long day, would you have to meet more people like her?
>You suppose it wouldn’t be that bad, and you’ll deal with it later, focusing your mind instead on Dash’s wings.
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>>43253982
>It would be pretty cool to be able to fly and do tricks like that, feeling the air flowing through your..mane, but without a plane or anything.
>You imagine yourself with wings and flying around like Dash, but are soon brought back to reality as the pain in your body flares up again.
“Ahh! Fuck, that hurts!”
>It didn’t hurt as bad as earlier, but goddamn it still hurt. A lot.
>Popping sounds come from your back, the origin of the pain, as you turned your head to the side in horror.
>You weren’t quite sure what the fuck was happening just now, but apparently you were growing a pair of wings.
>They finish as you can feel the pain die, though you still feel a dull throbbing coming from your back and wings, just as a familiar Pegasus drops down next to you.
>”Anon! I heard you shouting and I ca..Uhh, dude, where did those wings come from?”
>You were just thinking the same thing, actually.
“Oh, these? I was…hiding them, I don’t like letting people see them..?”
>Rainbow Dash stares at you a bit, raising her eyebrow. “Alright..but that means you can totally help me with my tricks! C’mon, it’d be fun, I’ll show you a thing or two!”
>Shit, you’ve never flown in your life and you hate lying to people. You were an honest man.
>Oh right, then you died.
>And now you’re talking to a rainbow pony.
“I..I actually have a fear of heights. That’s why I don’t like showing my wings to people.”
>Rainbow Dash tries to hold in a laugh, but you can see her doing it.
>”Pfft..afraid of heights? Dude, you’re a freaking PEGASUS for Celestia’s sake, c’mon! If you help me out afterwards with my tricks, I’ll help you get rid of your fear.”
>Damn, that surprised you. Both that she actually accepted your lie, but was also willing to help you.
>Kind of made you feel bad.
“Really? You’d be willing to..teach me how to fly?”
>”Well YEAH dude, as long as you help me with my tricks afterwards. Wouldn’t want you crashing into the ground again.”
>You smile at her. She barely knew you, but was already willing to help you out.
“Alright, let’s get started then.”
>Rainbow Dash smiles at you, shooting off into the sky. “Now that’s what I’m talking about!”
>You slowly make your way up to her, Dash giving you encouraging comments along the way, as you start your flying lessons.
>Yeah, this was going to be a long day.
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>>43253984
>It’s been a couple days since your first flying lessons.
>You were a pretty quick learner, but it was a bit hard to keep up with Dash.
>Practically everything about her was fast, but she tried to tone it down a bit and be patient with you.
>You’re now able to fly pretty well, but not as fast or good as Dash.
>She said you’ll get better with practice and someday you MAYBE could be as good as her.
>You doubted it. You could probably get a bit faster and fly better, but you knew it’d probably be impossible to reach her level.
>Your thoughts go back to..wherever you are.
>This place was pretty weird, but you were doing your best to adapt to it.
>Being a pony was pretty hard and weird to get used to, but not that bad.
>At least you could talk, and do..human things. But as a pony.
>It was also pretty weird to get used to the fact that you grew wings out of your body.
>You’re not sure how you did it, but you also don’t know if you want to try it again or not.
>It hurt quite a lot. It must re-arrange bones in your body..or something.
>You weren’t quite sure, but you’d figure it out later.
>After your first day of flying lessons, Rainbow Dash decided to let you sleep in her house.
>You thought it was strange that these..ponies would just let a stranger into their homes, but you were to tired to say anything.
>Pony homes weren’t that different from human homes, except for everything being for ponies instead.
>Dash’s house was also made of clouds, which freaked you out a bit.
>She assured you it was normal for Pegasus ponies to live in houses like this, and you wouldn’t fall to the ground in your sleep.
>Rainbow Dash chuckled at you before dropping down onto the clouds and walking inside her house, leaving the door open for you.
>As you entered her house you noticed that..well, everything was made of cloud.
>Almost everything. There were quite a few Wonderbolts posters all over the place.
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>>43253989
>You weren’t sure who they were, but you guess they must be entertainers of some sort.
>Thoughts were racing around in your head but you drifted off to sleep quickly after laying down on her cloud couch.
>You slowly got used to life like this, Dash letting you sleep on her couch and letting you eat some of her food, and the flying lessons.
>It was beyond you how things like that didn’t fall through the floor, so you just accepted it.
>Dash laughed at you a couple times as you tried out different types of food.
>You might be a pony now, but you weren’t sure how to feel about eating hay, so you just decided to stick with fruits for now.
>Slowly you learned about the world from Dash, asking her a couple questions during your flying lessons.
>It was a strange place, but it wasn’t all that bad.
>The day started to wind down, the sun going down as the moon quickly took its place.
>You finished your flying lessons and helping Dash out with her new tricks she wanted to try out.
>She told you letting her live in her place and letting you have eat some of her food was reward for you helping her out with her tricks.
>You felt slightly better about that, but still didn’t enjoy relying on other people for things.
>Dash also assured you that you weren’t taking up too much of her life, she didn’t have to do her job for a couple days and her friends could live without her for a little while.
>A job. She told you that you’d be able to get one after she showed you around Ponyville, and let you meet her friends tomorrow.
>You told her that you’ll meet up with her in a few minutes, you’ve just got to think about a few things.
>She nodded and let you be by yourself, thinking about your old life.
>You had been trying to keep yourself occupied with the lessons and Dash's tricks, but that was over for now, and you had some time to think to yourself.
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>>43253991
>You’re Rainbow Dash, and you’re not sure what to think about Anon.
>He seemed like a pretty cool guy, but he was a bit weird.
>Anon made life a little more interesting, even making you laugh a couple times with some of the weird things he did.
>He wasn’t that bad, and you could handle weird.
>Heck, you were friends with Pinkie Pie, you definitely could handle weird.
>You always liked to help people out with things, and you helped Anon get over his fear of flying.
>Maybe you and Anon could be good buddies after you showed him around Ponyville.
>Hopefully he’d be okay with helping you out with stunts, trying to get into the Wonderbolts.
>Not that you’d like to admit it, but he did make things a lot easier, and even gave you a few pretty cool ideas.
>You sigh, starting to get bored as you waited for Anon on the couch.
>He said he was going to be out there for a couple minutes, but it was more than half an hour by now.
>You chuckled to yourself as you made your way outside, maybe he got scared of being on a cloud again.
>The idea was funny to you. Anon was a pretty big dude, although not as big as Big Mac.
>You stop in your tracks though as you notice Anon sitting on the side of your cloud house, his shoulders heaving up and down, sobbing.
>It was hard to hear at first, but it was clearer that he was crying as you got closer to him.
>”Anon..?”
>He kept his back to you and continued to cry, not saying a word.
>You sat down next to him, putting a hoof over his shoulder, trying to comfort him.
>Anon accepted this and put his face into your shoulder, sobbing quietly.
>He started to talk slowly and quietly, and you listened to him.
>He told you about his previous life before he died, telling you about himself, the people inhabiting it, his family, and then finally his fight with cancer before he died.
>You were shocked at first, but weren’t quite sure what to think of it.
>You don’t think he was lying, him crying into your shoulder showing you that he was probably telling the truth.
>So you just tried to comfort him, holding his sobbing form as he cried into your shoulder.
>You patted him on the shoulder a couple times, not quite sure what to say, so you just sat there.
>After a couple more minutes you decided to help get him inside.
>He dropped onto your couch pretty quickly, and drifted off to sleep.
>Okay, scratch that, maybe he was REALLY weird, but he sounded honest about everything, and he was pretty upset about it.
>You sigh and shake your rainbow mane out of your eyes, crawling into your bed.
>Tomorrow you’re going to have a lot of questions to ask him, but for now you were pretty tired after practicing all those tricks with Anon.
>Yeah, tomorrow. Sleep first.
>Your head hits the cloud pillow and you pass out right then and there, falling asleep.
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>>43253992
https://pastebin.com/HD5HR2uY

>”Hey, you big baby, get up.”
>You groan, grabbing a nearby cloud pillow and stuffing it over your face.
>Even if it was a couch, it was just way too soft. You ARE sleeping on a cloud, technically.
>Dash rolls her eyes at you, sighing. “Alright then, you asked for it, buddy.”
>All you hear is the flapping of wings and some soft tearing, but you just try to tone it out.
>CRACK
>Now you’re wide awake after Dash is somehow able to kick a cloud and make it rain on you, after she snatches away the cloud pillow covering your face.
>Right, you forgot she was part of the weather team. You weren’t really sure what they did until now.
>You sit up on the couch wide awake in a human way, hooves rubbing your eyes as you did so.
“Ugh..I’m up, I’m up.”
>Dash gives you a chuckle at how you’re sitting before managing a serious stare.
>”Anon, we gotta talk.”
>Talk abou- oh. You remember now.
>Yesterday you were crying into the mare’s shoulder.
>Yeah, this wasn’t going to be awkward in the slightest.
>You almost forgot about telling Rainbow about your previous life.
“Uhh…what did you have in mind?”
>”Well, for starters, you could tell me how you get here. If you’re not lying, that is.”
>You start fidgeting around in your chair as Rainbow is giving you a pretty serious stare, and you really don’t like to lie to people. Or ponies.
“I really don’t know. All I know is that I..died, and I was falling down some hole, heading toward your world. I don’t know, it’s like..magic, or something.”
>”Okay..how about you looking different than us? You did say you were usually taller and had..fingers, stuff like that.”
“I did look different, but something in the tunnel changed me on the way to your world. I guess I could..show you something so you’ll know I’m telling the truth.”
>You weren’t sure about this, but you didn’t know what else to do.
>Rainbow gives you a nod and watches you with anticipation.
“Oh well, here it goes..”
>Concentrating your mind and closing your eyes, you picture yourself without wings, just as you were when you entered the world.
>Soon enough, the pain in your back roars up as you hear sickening pops and snaps.
>You open your eyes to see Rainbow staring at your wings slowly shrinking back inside of you as she watches with amazement and disgust.
“..See? I don’t thi-“
>You’re train of thought is immediately broken as you fall right through the cloud floor underneath your hooves.
>Oh right, you forgot, only Pegasus ponies could stand on clouds. And now you’re just an Earth pony. Shit.
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>>43253997
>You’re met with a giggling Pegasus mare a couple seconds after you fall through the clouds, hooking her hooves under yours to keep you aloft.
>”That was pretty cool Anon! ..But also kinda gross.”
>You nod, having to agree, it wasn’t something pleasant for you, and caused a lot of pain.
“If you say so.”
>”So..you DID lie when we first met? That’s not cool, Anon. I’ll forgive you though for telling me the truth now…and having freaky awesome changy powers.”
>You rub the back of your head with a hoof. Well, at least you got that off your chest, but you don’t know if you’d want to tell anyone else about your origins though, or what you can do.
“Yeah, sorry…I wasn’t really sure what was happening or where I was, and I didn’t want to freak you out, Rainbow. So, could you uhh..turn your head the other way?”
>Dash blinks at you for a few seconds, until she understands what you’re saying and turns her head to the side, wincing.
>You drop to the floor after your change and rub your tender back with a hoof.
>Man, you’re never going to get used to that. And by the look of Dash’s face neither will she.
>”That’s cool and all, but can you try and do that when I’m not, well..around?”
>You nod. Well, at least she wasn’t freaking out about it. That was a good sign.
>”Hey, I know! I’ll show you to my friend Twilight! She can probably tell you about what happened to you!”
“Wait, what? No! Don’t do that!”
>Rainbow looks back at you puzzled, raising an eyebrow. “What? Is something wrong with that?”
“Yeah, there is. I don’t want..ponies looking at me like a freak or something. I don’t know how your kind acts right now. So can you just..keep it a secret? For now? Pretty please?”
>She rolls her eyes at you, but nods. “Sure, but if I were you I’d be showing everyp0ny that. It’s pretty cool once you get past the..noises.”
>You shrug. It wasn’t the greatest thing in the world, but you suppose it was pretty cool, except for the horrendous pain of growing new bones, flesh, and all that.
>”Well, I guess we can talk about this later. We need to get you into Ponyville, introduce you to my friends, and then find you a job!”
>You smiled at your new..friend. You weren’t really the type to make a lot of friends back home, but it was still nice to have them.
“Yeah, that sounds good. Lead the way, Dash.”
>Rainbow extends her wings out and takes flight, flying into the cool breeze of the morning day as you soon follow behind her.
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>>43254000
>Ponyville was quite the friendly place.
>You’re not sure if they were waving at you just because Rainbow was with you or not, but you smiled and waved back anyways.
>This place was still kind of strange to you, almost too peaceful.
>If you had a house you could probably leave it unlocked with the door open, and nop0ny would walk in.
>You’d get used to it though, just like you had to get used to your..pony body.
>”We’re here, Anon!”
>Okay, maybe you wouldn’t get used to it. The place you stopped in front of was some sort of fashion store, but also a carrousel.
>Rainbow walks inside with you in tow, and nearly shouts to get her friends attention.
>”Hey everyp0ny, I’m back!”
>The six mares in the room immediately stop and jump on Rainbow, asking her all kinds of questions about where she was for the past couple of days.
>”Relax! I was just hanging out with my new buddy, Anon. He was helping me out with some of my stunts for the Wonderbolts.”
>They all look behind Rainbow at the same time and at you. “Anon?”
>You see a pink one gasp before she practically teleports inches in front of your face.
>She’s talking waaaay to fast for you to understand whatever she’s saying, but you catch a few keywords like ‘new’ and ‘party’.
>You wanted to tell her you didn’t want a party, but it’s almost impossible to get her attention when she’s bouncing around the room like that.
>Before you know it, she’s already out the door to, as far as you can tell, get your party set up. Fuck.
>The white one with the horn rolls her eyes. “Sorry darling, our dear Pinkie is always like that.”
“It’s fine, I was kind of expecting it thanks to Rainbow. Anyways, I’m Anonymous, nice to meet you..four.”
>They all announce their names to you, and you do your best to remember them.
>The white one, Rarity, magics over a measuring tape and starts to wrap it around your body.
>So that’s what Unicorn magic is like. Rainbow told you about it, but it’s different to see it in person.
“..What are you doing?”
>”Why, getting your measurements of course! My my, you’re a big one aren’t you? I’ll make sure the suit isn’t too small for you.”
>The mares in the room giggle at you, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Probably because it is for them.
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>>43254004
“Suit? What for? I just met you and..I don’t have any money right now.”
>Rarity stares at you dumbfounded for a few seconds before wrapping up her measurements and writing a few things down on a sheet of paper.
>”For the Gala, of course! It’s coming up soon, and since you’re Rainbow’s new friend, it would be excellent to get to know you better during it. And don’t worry, I’ll pay for the suit.”
>Damn, these ponies were generous.
>You knew what a gala was, thanks to your daughters, they always wanted to go to one. There’s a twinge of sadness when you think about it, but you push the thought aside.
“Thank you then. Even if you are paying for the suit, when I get enough money I’ll be sure to pay it all back.”
>”What a gentlecolt. You sure know how to pick them, Rainbow Dash.”
>Rainbow rolls her eyes and you feel yourself blush just a little. It was a bit awkward for you as you weren’t used to hanging around so many girls, even if they were ponies, alone.
>You pass the time while Rarity works on your clothes by talking to Dash’s other friends, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Twilight Sparkle, to get to know them better.
>After several minutes talking to the mares you mention trying to find a job.
>”You need a job, Anon? Well shoot, we got plenty of jobs to do on mah farm! It’ll be mighty easy fer ya, since yer such a big fellar.”
>A farm? You definitely take it into consideration as you were pretty familiar with manual labor.
“Sure Applejack, but before I do I’d like to check around town a bit, just want to cover all my bases.”
>She nods and tips her hat at you. “Sure Anon, but stop by at the farm later on so ah can hear yer answer.”
“No problem, AJ.”
>Twilight Sparkle pipes up, “But shouldn’t you be apart of the Weather team? You are a Pegasus after all.”
>You roll the idea about being apart of the weather team in your head.
“Nah. I might be a..pegasus, but I’ve always felt more like an Earth pony.”
>Twilight shrugs, accepting the answer. “If you say so.”
>Applejack stands up, making her way out of the boutique. “Well it was fun chatting with ya’ll, but I got a farm to tend to. Hope ya will accept tha job, sugarcube.”
>The friends give each other goodbyes as you do the same. You continue to chat with them for a little while longer before stepping out of the boutique too, to start your job hunting.
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>>43254006
>After a couple of hours, making it mid-day now, you find yourself standing outside of Ponyville.
>You tried numerous amounts of jobs from the Spa, bakery, cafés and stores, but it didn’t really work out for you in the end.
>With your only option ahead of you, you make your way down the dirt road to Applejack’s farm.
>It takes you some time looking around the place, but you soon hear Applejack bucking trees before you trot into her sight.
>She finishes putting the stray apples in the basket and whipping sweat off her brow with a hoof before addressing you.
>”Hey there sugarcube, what can I get for ya?”
“Are you still hiring? I tried out some other jobs, but..I just wasn’t cut out for them. Some pones said I didn't really have what they needed.”
>You shrugged, hoping you didn’t sound too desperate, even though you kind of were.
>Applejack just chuckles at you. “’Course I am partner, why wouldn’t ah be?”
“Just making sure. So..all I have to do is kick these trees?”
>Applejack smiled at you. “All you have ta do is kick the trees and take the baskets back to tha farm.”
>Nodding, you set yourself to work doing just like Applejack asked.
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>>43254007
>It took several tries at first, but you finally got your buck perfected.
>You were either kicking the tree too hard, leaving some chipped wood and hoofprints in the it, or too weak and not bringing down all the apples.
>Applejack was amazed at how well you settled into the routine, but you had done manual labor like this before, and had a pretty big body. For a pony, anyways.
>Before you knew it your work was already complete and Applejack was giving you your pay.
>”Thanks mighty kindly, Anon. We cleared that field out pretty quickly, and heck, with you around, ah might even have some extra time to myself once in awhile.”
>You smiled and nodded your head. It felt better to be helping other people out, who actually needed it, than people helping you out. Or well, ponies.
“No problem miss, I’m just glad to be helping somep0ny out for a change.”
>”Well, if you ever need a place ta stay or want some grub you can always come ta the farm. We don’t mind none, havin’ extra guests.”
“I might take you up on the offer for the food sometime, but I’m crashing at Dash’s place right now until I get my own home, so it’s not a problem.”
>Applejack gave you a questioning look before laughing. “Oh Rainbow, that sly mare. Well go on shug, you don’t wanna keep her waitin’ then.”
>You raised an eyebrow at AJ before nodding and taking your pay in your jaws.
>After a couple seconds you were off the ground and flying towards Rainbow’s cloud house. Maybe you should sit down with her tonight and understand how this world works better.
>It would probably be in your best interest considering the majority things you know of is about the Wonderbolts.
>You were told a little bit about each race, and even a fourth rare race though, the Alicorns.
>So what did that make you? Were you one of the three races, an Alicorn, or just a weird shapeshifty-like alien pony?
>Ahh well, it didn’t really matter much. You kind of wish people looked at you as a Earth pony though, and not a Pegasus, but..shapeshifting, or whatever the fuck it is you do, hurts.
>You touchdown on the edge of Rainbow Dash’s cloud home and make your way inside, dropping your bag of coins on the counter.
>Dash looks up at you from the couch, watching the Wonderbolts. “What’s up, Anon?”
>Sighing, you take a seat on one of the chairs at the kitchen counter.
“We should really talk. I need to get a better understanding of this place if I’m gonna live in it, Dash.”
>She rolls her eyes at you. “Getting serious on me now? Alright, but try not to bore me with the questions too much, I might pass out.”
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>>43254011
>Staring in one of the mirrors in Dash’s house you take a deep breath.
>Though it was a lot to take in the short time you’ve been here, you at least think you have a better understanding of the world.
>You didn’t think Dash was serious about falling asleep from the questions, but apparently she was.
>It was probably best for her to not be awake for this next part.
>Your closed your mind, focusing your mind on you having a horn, but also keeping your wings.
>In a matter of seconds, a horn started to pop out of your skull.
>At first you didn’t feel it, but then it hit you, the pain being almost unbearable.
>You fell to your knees, eye watering and breathing hard. It was like a migraine in your head, but quadrupled.
>The horn was complete by the time you almost blacked out, and you can hear Rainbow fall from her place on the chair.
>”Who’s shouting! We’re being att- ..Oh, cool horn Anon. Wait, so are you like a real Alicorn now?”
>You were shouting? Shaking your head, you take another look in the mirror after standing up on your wobbly knees and, sure enough, there’s a horn on top of your head.
“..No, I’m more like a fake Alicorn.”
>Dash chuckles at your comment and makes her way toward the bed. “Well you better get some shut eye Mr. Alicorn, you got a big Pinkie party tomorrow.”
>A Pinkie pa- oh right, fuck! That pink pony.
>She was probably a sweet girl once you got to know her and she stopped bouncing around rooms and getting right in people’s faces.
>You kinda wish you got to know her a bit better, but you’d probably have a lot of time for that at your party. That you didn’t want.
>Sighing, the horn on top of your head receded back into your skull as you focused your mind again.
>It hurt a lot less going back in. You doubt anytime soon that you were going to try that again, though. For now, you were very much happy just being a Pegasus.
>Curiosity sated for today, you take your place on Dash’s couch and shove one of the cloud pillows in your face, your mind starting to wander a bit.
>Why the hell were you here anyways, in Equestria? You kinda wish you were dead.
>..No, you didn’t mean that. It was nice to get away from your previous life, help out, and make some new friends.
>You still missed your girls though.
>Some God, be it human, pony, or otherwise, gave you a second chance at life though, to be happy, to be at peace. It’d probably be in your best interest to not waste it.
>That didn’t make the heartache in your chest any easier though, but you suppose you had to move on, just like your daughters must have.
>You clutched the pillow to your chest, hugging it tight, before drifting off to sleep.
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>>43254014
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>Your friends were all standing around you, sharing jokes with you and you them, having a good time and laughing with each other.
>You had managed to practically befriend everyone you had met in Ponyville, becoming good friends with everyp0ny. Some more than others, but still friends.
>The party you where at was very lively as everyone in Ponyville was invited.
>It kept you busy, meeting everyp0ny and making sure they were having a great time.
>But you had never been happier, except when you had been with your wife, until she had…
>You had never recovered from that, not fully, but you hid it well from your daughters, or tried to anyways.
>They filled that void though, that sadness, and even though you were happy, it was never quite the same, but not bad.
>It was tough, but you acted strong for them, and your family was happy for a long time.
>And then you had been taken from them, by sickness. It made you angry just thinking about it, so helpless..powerless..
>You calmed yourself and smiled, turning back to the guests of the party.
>That was your past, and it was all behind you now. Someone, whoever, had been gracious enough to give you a second chance, to find true peace and happiness.
>Everyp0ny turned to you in the room, greeting your smile with their own. But something was off…
>Their eyes seemed to pierce straight through you, so green, but lifeless.
>Then they all turned at the same time to meet the newest arrival…
>It was you. He laughed, and everyp0ny in the room mimicked his laugh, their echoes bouncing off the walls and right into you.
>You just stared at him, frozen in place, wide-eyed and horrified as he lazily made his way through the wave of ponies, stopping barely inches in front of you.
>He smiled, his sharp fangs gleaming in the light flames seemed to engulf his figure.
>It was sickening, ugly. Was that really you? No..it couldn’t be you, it wasn’t.
>The very air around it was evil. You tried to back away, escape the room but the green-eyed ponies you once called friend all blocked you off, circling around you.
>Then that laugh, that cold, shrill laugh. Just hearing it made you sick to your stomach and your skin crawl.
>Turning, you were met with even darker, green eyes. But this one was more cruel, more twisted than the others.
>Just being in that presence made every fiber of your being want to scream, to shout, to run away, flee.
>You tried, but it was no use, you couldn’t. It was as if you were locked in place, watching a horror film unfold before you.
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>>43254017
>Then a scream, and then another. Your eyes floated around you, checking the state of the whole room.
>It had changed, immensely. The atmosphere of the place was now more cold, and lifeless.
>Just as the bodies were, littered around on the floor, in piles, all over the place.
>You could see parts of their body broken, even some heads caved in by something strong.
>Some of the bodies had even been cut open or torn apart, body parts and organs littered around the very floor you stood on.
>There was blood everywhere, so much of it. Your eyes danced around all of the ponies, it was impossible to look away, their lifeblood in pools around their lifeless corpses.
>Intestines had been hung up around the room like streamers from a party, but for someone cruel and insane.
>They had all been looking at you and you could see the sorrow in their eyes, and their mouths frozen in a way that made you think they had died, trying to tell you something, no more than a whisper.
>You looked down at yourself and suddenly felt hot tears streaming from your eyes.
>There was blood all over your hooves and your body. Was it you who had slaughtered these ponies?
>No, no..not you. This was some monster, some beast who had done this. Not you.
“W-..wasn’t me, I didn’t...this wasn’t what I wanted..”
>Your heart skipped a beat, hearing that strangely familiar, and oddly comforting hissing in your ears.
>”But wasn’t it, my dear Anonymous? You weren’t happy, no, not really. Just a sick, dying man, hopes and dreams crushed, just like your wife was.”
>”I gave you what you wanted, truly, in your heart and soul. A second chance, to start anew. But now..you will give me what I want, what I need..or die, a hollow, regretful man.”
>You try to turn around to get a better view at the voice, but are only met with laughter, and then jolt awake.
>It was still clear in your ears, even after awakening from your nightmare. It left, but slowly.
>That laugh, as much as it made your skin crawl and make you want to throw up, it was strangely familiar to you, but you couldn’t find out where from.
>There were a couple tears rolling down your face, and you did your best to wipe them away as you laid back down on the couch, head spinning.
>You tried your best to get back to sleep, but the nightmare was still fresh in your mind. All those ponies, dead..and by your hooves?
>Walking over to the kitchen counter, you sigh deeply, placing your hooves over your head.
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>>43254021
>It was bright in the morning as you see a yawning Dash make her way over to you, but not before stopping, a bewildered look coming across her face at what she saw.
>”Anon, what the..?”
>All you did was smile and motion for her to take a seat, and she did just that.
“I thought I would do something nice for the Pegasus that is letting me eat all her food, stay in her house, and who also helped me find a job. Seriously Rainbow...thank you.”
>Her bewildered look soon changed to a shy smile as she tried not to meet your gaze. Was she even blushing a little?
>”I-it wasn’t..I’m not…”
>You brought her a couple plates filled with food and placing them in front of Dash, having decided to make breakfast for her today.
>”..Don’t thank me Anon, I’m just being a good friend, it’s what friends do. Now don’t go getting all emotional and sappy on me now..we gotta lot of stuff to do today! Including your party.”
>You smiled at her when she said friend, but it soon faded when she mentioned the party, visions of last night’s nightmare invading your thoughts.
>Dash catched onto this after she stopped filling her face with the breakfast you made her.
>”Wuff wrong, Anon?”
>You cursed yourself, sending away those dark thoughts and visions as you put your smile back on.
“Oh, nothing Rainbow. I’m just not a big fan of parties is all, but I’ll get over it. Don’t worry about me, just enjoy your breakfast.”
>She shrugged at you, digging back in as you halfheartedly took the seat opposite to her, lightly touching your own breakfast.
>It wasn’t the food. You had gotten used to it, primarily thanks to your new body, but the reminder of the nightmare had made you less hungry.
>You didn’t have good feelings about how today would end.
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>>43254025
>”What’s got ya so down, hun?”
>The party Pinkie Pie had set up wasn’t quite ready, so you were told, and you just went on with your life.
>The wait for the party was killing you though, a nagging feeling in the back of your head every second of the day.
>Applejack noticed how you were working today, taking longer than usual and not fully into your work, weakly bucking the trees and slowly moving the apples.
“I..I’m just nervous about the party is all. I really just want to make a good impression on the town, and Rainbow’s friends.”
>You smile weakly. It wasn’t a lie, you were nervous and did want to make a good impression on the ponies, but it wasn’t the real reason.
>”Oh hay sugarcube, I’m sure ya’ll fit right here in P0nyville. From my first impressions of yah, ah can tell yah’re a gentlecolt, kind and strong, but yah aren’t ‘fraid of haulin’ yer own weight.”
>That made you feel a bit better. It’s not as if you were going to suddenly turn on these kind ponies like some sort of monster and hurt them. You almost chuckle to yourself for being so silly.
“But..if yah don’t mind me none asking this, I was just wonderin’..as yer a bit different from, yah know, everyp0ny else...”
>Your smile and happy demeanor is wiped off your face, and Applejack notices this, her posture a bit more timid, rubbing the ground with a hoof.
>Different? Did…did Dash tell her about you? Tell her what you could do? Instead of another person, or pony, AJ would just be looking at you as some sort of alien…freak.
>Even if you kind of are one.
>”..Ah..I, uhh…Now, me and a couple others were just wonderin’..And yah don’t have tah answer this if yah don’t feel like it, and ah’ll drop it right away, but..”
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>>43254027
>Others? You would understand, maybe, if Dash had only told her close friends, but had she just told the whole town?
>You tried to keep your face as expressionless as possible, trying to hide your feelings of betrayal. How could she? She promised..
>”How come you ain’t got no cutie mark? It’s not like ahm against people with no cutie marks, heck even mah sister don’t got one but..ah was just curious..”
>Cu..cutie mark? Really, that’s what this was all about?
>It was weird to you, even a bit silly, a symbol of some sort popping up for everyone to see whenever you found out what you were good at.
>You bursted out in laughter, startling and surprising Applejack. Guess she was thinking your reaction would be a bit different.
“Heh, my cutie mark? Well, AJ, I guess I’m sort of just..too busy focusing on other people’s problems and helping them out, rather than on my own. Really, I don’t mind that I haven’t gotten a cutie mark.”
>Applejack looked visibly relieved. “Ah wouldn’t be surprised when ah see that yer cutie mark is a helpin’ hoof or somethin’ someday, Anon.”
>A helping hoof? You chuckled, but quickly double checked your flank for it..nope.
>The mare next to you gave a hearty chuckle herself before slapping a hoof on your back, which knocked a bit of air out of you, despite your size against hers. That mare was strong.
>”Yer a hoot n’ a holler Anonymous, ah’m sure yah’ll have a great time at the party.”
“Thanks AJ, that means a lot to me. I could get used to this, having talks our here while we work. It really helps me relax.”
>Applejack shoots a grin at you. “Well, yah won’t have any o’ these talks anymore if yah start slackin’ now, won’t yah?”
>Shit, she was right. You pick up the pace quite a bit too hurriedly catch up to your lost time that could’ve been spent bucking apples.
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>>43254029
>You walk along with Applejack, hauling the last baskets of apples to the farm, chatting along the way and talking about her usual farm business and family.
>You didn’t notice it at first, but it was pretty easy for you to relax around the mare. She was pretty carefree; almost nothing phased her at all. Maybe you should hang out with her and Rainbow sometime..
>”Say, Anon…could yah come with me tah the barn? Ah got a little surprise to show yah, for bein’ so helpful, y’know, around the farm n’ all..”
“Sure AJ, but I hope you didn’t go out of your way for me. I just started here after all, and it’s fine with me just being allowed to help you.”
>She smiles at you knowingly, almost laughing. “Nonsense Anon, ah think this is somethin’ yah deserve.”
>You shrug and walk inside the dark barn, Applejack entering beside you.
“..Why is it so dark in here-“
>”SURPRISE!”
>Confetti and streamers hit your face and startle you as you jump back, the lights in the barn popping on, showing all the ponies in the barn. It looks like the WHOLE town was here.
“Woah..”
>You see a pink blur make its way over to you, giggling and jumping around. “Success! Surprise parties are the best, and we got you good!”
>There were so many ponies here. You weren’t quite used to so many people in one place, even for a party..
“You set all of this up, Pinkie, just for me? A newcomer?”
>She rapidly nods her head at you. “Yeah! Now go join your party you silly filly, it’s just for you! Enjoy yourself!”
>Pinkie Pie practically pushes you into a group of ponies as you chuckle to yourself. These ponies, way too kind. You had truly never seen anything like this.
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>>43254031
>The party had been pretty great so far. You had done well introducing yourself and talking to different townsponies around the place, hitting things off well.
>They had all been accepting of you, and even some of them had worked up the courage to ask you about your cutie mark. Your reaction was very much the same with Applejack, as was theirs.
>You weren’t quite sure why asking about blank flanks were so terrible, it didn’t bother you in the least.
>Ponies got to know more about you, but you had to make a couple things up. It would be weird if you just told people you had come from another planet, dimension, or whatever.
>In turn, you had gotten to make more friends among the townsfolk, and got to know more about them and their community. You were enjoying yourself.
>It had freaked you out at first that this place was exactly how your dream party looked like, but it was soon forgotten as you hanged out with Rainbow, meeting new friends, having a great time.
>The best part was that, meeting with Rainbow’s friends and getting to know more about them, spending time with them.
>You had to admit, you never really got to talk to Fluttershy much, her being shy and all, or Pinkie Pie, but when you got to know them a bit better you knew Dash had made the right choice with friends.
>Speaking of Pinkie Pie, she’s walking up to you right now, holding a glass of something in her hooves and giggling. “Hey Anon! I got something special for your party.”
>The five other mares around you giggle but you ignore it, taking the glass in your own hooves. You never understood how you could ever grab things like this.
>Looking down into the contents of the drink you notice it looks like..well, a rainbow. But in a cup. As a drink.
“What is this?”
>The pink mare just giggles at you. “Liquid rainbow, silly! It’s a pretty…’fun’ drink!”
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>>43254033
>No way, you could actually DRINK rainbows in this world? Huh, who would’ve thought..
>You shrug, opening wide and pouring the whole drink into your mouth. It probably tasted like skittles, what could go-
>Oh..oh shit yeah, this was a mistake, a big one. You were not enjoying this.
>The six mares around you erupted in laughter as they watched your face changing colors, making weird facial expressions, but that laughter stopped pretty fast.
>They were now staring at you with surprised and shocked expressions, but you hadn’t noticed, though. You had been to busy convulsing on the ground, flailing around wildly.
>It felt like your whole body was being ran through a flaming grinder multiple times while you had to stay alive for the whole thing to happen, over and over.
>The pain stopped after a whole minute though, it felt like a hell of a lot longer, as your body slowly calmed down from your rainbow ride.
>You didn’t even notice the silence and stares from other ponies until you shakily stood up and took a good look around you. Maybe that was a rare reaction?
“Uhh..don’t worry everyp0ny, I’m fine now, really.”
>Twilight Sparkle stared directly at you, trying to find the right words to say. “Anon..what exactly ARE you?”
>What? What kind of a question is that?
“I’m just a Pegasus, Twilight. Is something wrong?”
You roll your eyes and chuckle, but stop when you catch your reflection in your cup.
>You still had your wings, of course, everyone knew you as a Pegasus, but you now had an addition, a horn on top of your head…fuck.
>Not only where Alicorns rare, but you were probably the first male ‘Alicorn’ in thousands of years, or at least the first one seen in a very long time.
>Rainbow looks at you with a pained expression, she wants to hop in and say something, but she can’t quite get the right words to do so. You don’t blame her.
“Uhh..surprise?”
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>>43254036
>You were now surrounded by magic powered science equipment, some sort of contraption on top of your head and some things covering your body, in Twilight’s basement.
>Suffice to say, this was a pretty interesting turn of events. First you were enjoying a party, getting to know ponies, and then you were being dragged through town in a magical purple bubble.
>Twilight overreacted, or you at least think she did, but at least she didn’t hurt you. For whatever reason, she had hooked you up to this machine and was now running tests on you.
>Rainbow shrugs at you when you give her a confused glance. What’s the worst thing that could happen, anyways?
>In time, you’d get the ponies to trust you again, it wasn’t as if you were a bad person, maybe an alien, but they were peaceful, kind, generous. They would accept you in time.
>Twilight’s head shoot up from reading through tons of papers from your tests, her face wearing a mix of a shocked but angry expression. That was not good.
>She motions for the other five mares to come over here, and they do, Twilight whispering into their ears.
>You can’t quite tell what she’s saying, but it’s probably not a good thing, especially when Rainbow is looking at you with the same shocked face of the rest of the group.
“What’s wrong?”
>How bad could it be? It didn’t really matter, you could fix it, and Rainbow trusted you, she could probably help fix whatever it was.
>Dash slowly walks toward you, but her expression is the most surprising thing, and you’re taken aback by it. She was angry, but sad, and all of it was directed at you.
>It was like she was hurt, betrayed in some way, but you didn’t know how. You had literally done nothing wrong, what was the issue?
>”Anon, you’re…you’re a changeling?!”
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>>43254037
https://pastebin.com/JbWciGrZ

>A changeling?
>You’ve heard about them from tales of Rainbow fighting them during Princess Cadance’s marriage.
>Bug-like ponies who fed off of emotions and love ponies had for one another. You didn’t like them for that, especially for trying to takeover places like Ponyvile..
>But you didn’t really hate them. They didn’t have to go to such extreme lengths, you think, but they were created like that, and had to feed like everyone else. Even if they were a little different.
>How were YOU a changeling though? As far as you could tell, you were all pony. Regular pony body, hooves, tail and all, no need to feed off of people’s emotions, freaky changeling powers..
>Oh right, you could do that. Still, you didn’t need to feed off of people’s emotions and you couldn’t even change into another pony…could you?
>Imagining yourself for Rainbow Dash for a second, you concentrate hard and wait..nothing. Good, not a changeling then. At least not fully..so what did this mean?
>All you could do was give Rainbow a confused look. You weren’t all changeling..and you guess you weren’t all pony either. What were you?
>Dash just shakes her head at you, anger starting to overtake the sadness. “You…you used me! Tried to play me and my friends so you could sneak in your little changeling buddies into Ponville! I thought..I really thought we were friends, Anonymous..”
>Damn, those words hit you strongly and your face showed it too, even if they weren’t true.
“Rainbow..The time I’ve spent with you..with ALL of you, was real. Rainbow, please, remember that time I caught you when you were falling, during-“
>Your interrupted as Dash promptly punches you in the face with a cyan hoof, knocking you on the floor.
>Standing up, you give her a shocked expression. Rainbow was only getting madder as you tried to continue on, telling her all about the times you’ve spent together, trying to get her back on your side.
>It wasn’t working, none of it was getting to her. Dash raised up a hoof, continuously slamming it into your face, even as you collapsed back onto the floor.
>”You were just toying with my emotions, you changeling punk! I’m gonna buck you up so hard your Queen is gonna feel it from here!”
>You would have laughed at that if you weren’t the one on the receiving end of her rainbow rage, getting repeatedly smashed in the face. Dash could hit almost as hard as Applejack.
>To your surprise though, but only after a couple seconds more of getting punched in the face, Fluttershy stands up for you, holding up a hoof in front of Rainbow to get her to stop.
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>>43254040
>”Wait! You guys didn’t read the report through all the way, he’s not ALL changeling. He’s still part pony..”
>Rainbow stops hitting you, but still has her hooves raised up, locked in position, as you take this time to stand up. “Yeah..but that doesn’t change him still being a changeling!”
>Twilight nods in agreement with Rainbow. “Yeah, it doesn’t matter HOW much of a pony Anon is, he’s still a changeling! He was probably going to stab us in the back anytime now!”
>You spit out some of the blood pooling up in your mouth so you could talk properly. It wasn’t the normal color of blood though, it was green..changeling blood. It proved just how much more alien your body was.
>Or well, more changeling.
“Look, I haven’t been completely honest about you guys with some things..but that doesn’t mean I’m trying to hurt you!”
>Applejack scoffs at you, staring you down with her steely gaze. “Your little bug buddies woulda probly seen tah that.”
>Fuck, you had no idea how you were going to convince them. Unless..
“Rainbow, if I can’t prove to you I'm on your side, then you can beat me senseless until I bleed out, but just hear me out for a moment.”
>She says nothing and just stares back into your eyes, anger in hers. At least she calmed down long enough for her to listen to you.
“Remember that time we..I was..”
>God damnit, you really didn’t want to say this, at least not in front of other ponies. This wasn’t exactly your strongest moment in the world.
“I was..crying. Alone, on the edge of your cloud house and..you came out, comforted me. I cried into your shoulder and told you all about my past life. My wife, my children, my cancer..”
>You looked into Rainbow’s eyes, a few tears you tried to hold back making it out of your eyes as you recalled the event.
“That..that was real. I couldn’t make up something like that. How could I?”
>Dash’s hooves tensed up again. Oh shit, she didn’t believe you, she was going to resume beating the shit out of-
>Much to your surprise again, she wraps her hooves around your neck in a hug. You tense up at first, but start to relax, wrapping your own hooves around her.
>”Oh Anon, you’re such a big baby..”
>You started to laugh but quickly stopped, wincing. Damn, your face hurt..
>The other mares in the room are just staring at you and Rainbow with a shocked expression, Twilight more so than the others.
>”Rainbow, how could you believe that? He’s obviously lying, that’s not possible!”
>Guess you’ve got some explaining to do. You were really wishing you could have just..skipped explaining the whole thing. Guess not.
“I’ll start from the beginning…”
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>>43254043
>The mares in the room sat around you in a circle, wearing the most shocked expressions you have ever seen as you wrapped up your story. Excluding Rainbow of course, who was sitting next to you.
>You were doing very much better at telling that story without sobbing all over the place, but still wore a glum expression through all of it.
“..And that’s how me and Rainbow met. Any questions?”
>Twilight’s hoof immediately shot up, and you poorly suppressed a chuckle. “You should be dead then, if your story is true. How are you here now?”
>All you could do was shrug; you didn’t know the answer either.
“I wish I knew. I should be dead, but I’m not, for whatever reason. Some being likes me a..but not enough to make me all pony, apparently.”
>Rainbow rolls her eyes next to you and playfully punches you in the shoulder.
>”It..it wouldn’t make any sense though! That would mean completely different dimensions from our own with a completely different species and, and-“
>You hold up a hoof, getting Twilight to shut up.
“Twilight, please. Just entertain the thought for a second, believe me. I don’t think this is possible for me to make up something like this. Just look at me.”
>You showed off your body with a hoof.
“I’m the first half pony, half changeling in existence.”
>Twilight seemed to accept this, but it looked like her brain was running on overload with all this new information, about to explode.
>The other mares though just shrugged, accepting it as well. You guess they weren’t too interested in things like this as much as Twilight did, not wanting to think about it too hard.
>Probably for the best.
“So, what happens now, Twilight?”
>Twilight pieces her brain together long enough to give you a response. “Well, I’m going to have to tell my teacher about this. A half pony, half changeling! Fascinating!”
>Her teac- Celestia. Right. You were going to have to meet a princess, and technically a god.
>You just hope her reaction of you being a changeling would be less like Rainbow’s, or you were going to be scrapped off of a wall.
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>>43254046
>The more you thought about it, the more unpleasant it sounded to you, meeting this princess.
>Twilight magicked over a scroll and quill to herself, writing down a couple sentences to her princess. “Spike! Come down here, I need you to send a letter!”
>You heard some shuffling before seeing Spike waddle down the stairs into the basement. “Sure thing, Twilight.”
>He grabbed the scroll from her and breathed fire onto it, apparently sending it off to the sun-goddess somehow. You really needed to learn magic sometime.
>”So..who’s the new guy? Is he an Alicorn? Sure doesn’t look much like one..”
>He was right, you really weren’t much of an Alicorn. You weren’t even close to being as big as one, even if you were taller than the other ponies.
>And as far you knew, you couldn’t do any magic or knew any sort of spells. If you were an Alicorn, you were the weakest Alicorn in history.
>”No Spike, he’s just..half changeling.”
>The little dragon shrugged. He burped out a scroll a few seconds later, handing it off to Twilight and heading back up the stairs to continue his chores. “Oh, cool.”
>Well..that was a new reaction.
>Twilight’s face brightens up as she reads down the scroll. “Yes! We’re going to Canterlot! Celestia sent some chariots to pick us up in a little while.”
>That just made you more nervous. Would she just throw you in one of the royal dungeons, for the rest of your life? Do they even have dungeons, would they just burn you at a stake?
>You should have paid more attention in history class; you knew absolutely nothing about royalty.
>Rainbow senses your nervousness and nudges you in the side. “Calm down Anon, it’ll be alright. You got me looking after you!”
>She puffs her chest out and strikes a pose, making you chuckle.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
>She pats you on the back. “Of course I’m right. Celestia’ll listen to us, don’t worry Anon.”
>You nod, Dash settling your nerves. Good thing you made friends like her, who knows what would have happened if you just suddenly appeared in Celestia’s room.
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>>43254049
“Thanks Rainbow. So..can I change back now? It’s a bit different from a changeling’s, so you guys might want to..look away.”
>All of the mares nodded and looked away, except for Twilight and Pinkie Pie. Twilight was probably just watching to get a better gist of your abilities, but Pinkie Pie?
>Oh well, if Pinkie wanted to watch she could go ahead. Closing your eyes you concentrate your mind, horn slowly receding back into your skull.
>When you opened your eyes, Twilight was already on you, tapping the part of your head where the horn receded. You winced, giving Twilight a confused glare.
>She ignored you, writing a couple things down on a scroll. “You feel pain whenever you do a transformation?”
>Was she..studying you? Well, you were the first ever of your kind, as far as you could tell.
“Yeah. The wings aren’t that bad, but the horn is the worst. I’d rather not have to show anyone else my..abilities. They hurt a lot less going back in, though.”
>Twilight just shrugs, writing a few more things down. “If Celestia asks you to do it, you’ll probably have to.”
>Damn. That was not something pleasant to look forward to.
>”Can you do anything else, like take on someone’s form or do any sort of magic..?”
“No, as far as I can tell.”
>Twilight nods, finishing up her scroll and pocketing it in a bag she magics onto her back. Was she writing a report for the princess?
>”Hey Twilight, the guards are here!”
>Guards? You shuffled nervously into place behind the mares, walking up the stairs and out into the open air.
>There before you were a small group of royal Pegasus guards in a line on both sides of the house, one of them motioning you to get into the chariots.
>The six mares all piled into chariots out before them. You tried to join Rainbow in hers, but a guard stuck out a hoof, stopping you.
>He motioned toward one of the smaller chariots. Apparently, you were supposed to ride by yourself. This was going to be a nerve-wracking ride…
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>>43254051
>You are now strapped onto a wooden table in the Royal Canterlot dungeons.
>Recalling the earlier events of the day, talking with Celestia, you aren’t quite sure how you got here, or just what went wrong.
>You and the mares were explaining to Celestia just what you were, and how you had gotten to be in Equestria.
>Celestia had been taking all of this knowledge in with a straight face, which worried you a bit, but at least it wasn’t negative.
>She ‘scanned’ you with some magic after the explanation, saying it was too ‘Make sure her student’s report was correct’.
>Celestia smiled after that, saying that would be all for today. She offered the girls and you a room for the night, saying you all would have a very busy day tomorrow, and needed sleep.
>You weren’t quite sure what she meant by that, but she was offering you a room in a CASTLE. You weren’t about to refuse royalty.
>But before you could go, Celestia wanted a private word to you alone. You stayed, watching as the last of the mares exited out of the room and turned to face Celestia.
>That was the last thing you remembered before a yellow magic bolt struck the side of your face.
>Now here you were, strapped onto a wooden table, ropes bounding you tightly.
>You struggled against the tight bindings, but before you could loosen them to get free, Celestia and her sister, Luna, teleport in front of you.
>Celestia looks down at you with cold eyes. “If I were you, I’d stay still, ‘Anonymous’.”
>She said your name in a mocking tone as if you were someone else..Oh. She must think you’re working with the changelings!
“Celestia, listen! I wasn’t lying back in there, not once. And neither were your ponies..my frien-“
>The sun-goddess puts a hoof up to your mouth, stopping you. “Then you wouldn’t mind if took a little peak into your..head.”
>Before you can respond, Celestia and Luna look at each other nodding as you’re encased in both of their magic.
>You felt a shift, and then nothing. Taking a good look around yourself, you figure you’ve been teleported to..nowhere.
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>>43254052
>The whole area around you is black and you’re just standing on air.
>A bright flash of yellow and dark blue appear by you on either side, Celestia and Luna appearing.
“What did you..where are we?”
>Celestia looks down at you. Man, that size was intimidating when you were right up next to her. “Your mind.”
>..What.
>Celestia and Luna slowly trot down the halls of your mind as you follow quietly behind them. You’re not sure what they were looking for, but it probably wasn’t here.
>Luna freezes after a good ten minutes of walking, holding out a hoof to the both of you, making you stop. “I feel a sinister presence up ahead, ‘Tia. Prepare thyself.”
>They both ready a magic spell, their horns glowing with their respective colors. A sinister presence in your mind? You had no idea what was happening, or about to.
>Before you can head much farther though, you are met with laughter. That laughter was so familiar to you..it had a dark meaning behind it, but it was so calming. At least for you, and you didn’t know why.
>”The sun and moon goddesses..you have finally arrived. Good. I have been waiting.”
>You can make out a figure approaching you and the Princesses in the darkness. Its eyes were green, fangs sharp and white. From what you could tell, it stood just as tell as the two sisters next to you.
>Luna narrows her eyes at it. “BEGONE FOUL CREATURE, BEFORE WE MAKE YOU REGRET THY PRESENCE!’
>That..that was a scary voice. You were glad you were standing next to Luna, or else you’d probably have been blown away.
>The creature in front of you just cackles, charging her own horn with green magic. “Creature? Such harsh words, moon princess. You should regard your future ruler by her name..Queen Sillis.”
>The Queen continues to laugh, even as the princesses unload the magic they’ve been charging up, just as Sillis does at the same time.
>They were both going at it, Sillis trying to overpower the two goddesses.
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>>43254054
>The magic was too strong though, the foundations of your mind starting to crack slightly as the explosions of their God-like magic rocked the world around you.
>Soon, all four of you were blasted out of your mind, landing right back where you were before being sent off into a magical trip into your mind.
>Celestia and Luna catch their breath, the magic they used taking a bit of a toll on their bodies.
“Wha..what just happened?!”
The moon princess stares down at you with cold eyes, you still being tied up to the table. “’That’ was your Queen, changeling. We have rid her of thy mind. She was hiding inside of it, spying on us all.”
>Your face twists into a mask of rage and confusion, for several reasons. Your whole time in Equestria was being watched by the Changeling Queen and you were apparently helping her.
>Celestia stands up tall, talking to you with a sharpened, cold voice that seemed to pierce right though you, making your heart stop. “Your execution shall take place tomorrow changeling, for plotting against royalty.”
>She left the room quietly, leaving you with Luna. The moon goddess looked down at you with hateful eyes, not even a single strand of pity in them.
>“We suggest getting rest for your ‘big’ day tomorrow, thou shalt need it..changeling. ‘Tis a shame, as thou are one of a kind.”
>She walks out of the room, leaving you with your thoughts. No matter what you said, they didn’t believe you, and now they were going to kill you.
>The sight of a changeling Queen in your mind was enough for them to know that you had been spying on them, even if it was unintentionally.
>You struggled against the tight rope bindings, but it only burned your skin. You couldn’t escape.
>They were really going to execute you tomorrow, and your newly made friends would probably not even be told. They’d just make up some story of how you attacked them alone, but were stopped.
>You were going to die here.
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>>43254056
https://pastebin.com/xEKNk5hF

>Looking down now, you saw Rainbow angrily fighting with Celestia, verbally. It was hard to hear, her voice being no more than a whisper to you from atop your high platform.
>”Celestia, please! Anon is one of the best friends I have ever had, even if we only met a little while ago. He helps me out, just like I do with him! You can’t do this, this isn’t right! Nop0ny deserves this!”
>The sun princess raises up a hoof politely, stopping Rainbow from going further. “It is too late, Rainbow Dash. This has to be done, too protect all of my little ponies.”
>There goes your last, little ray of hope.
>Dash slumps onto the ground, looking defeated. At least you were the one dieing, she was going to take this harder than you were.
>Celestia signals to the royal guard next to you and he nods. The guard walks over to the switch next to you, getting ready to pull it with a hoof.
>Well, here it goes. You were going to die for a second time, and, most likely, for the last time.
>Time seemed to freeze as you took one last look at the world around you.
>You looked down at the mane 6, all of them giving you a horrified and shocked expression. The royal guards and Celestia were regarding you with cool, straight faces. Had they done this before?
>Taking one last look into the bright, blue sky above you, you raise your head high in a last stance of defiance. It didn’t matter though.
>The guard standing beside you takes one last look at you with his never-changing straight face and pulls down the lever.
>You hear a quiet click, and then the floor falls out from beneath you.
>Yeah, you were fucked. The only relief you had about this was that your neck might snap on the way down.
>…
>…
>Still alive. You struggle against the tight binding around your neck, trying to uselessly shove a hoof through the rope to get some air.
>You can feel your eyes bulge and blood pumping in your face as the little oxygen you have is slowly leaving you.
>Looking down to see the other ponies expressions, you’re..shocked. The mane six are running toward you right now, knocking guards out of the way to reach you.
>Were the going to save you? Not that it mattered though; you were going to die before they could even get you down.
>Your eyes started to roll in the back of your head, starting to black out even as you faintly saw a green flash around you.
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>>43254062
>You let out a gasp of air, trying to suck in as much oxygen possible as the tight rope around your neck is loosened and dropped to the ground.
>Only minutes later do you stand up, examining the scene around you.
>Everything went to hell pretty fast. Around you were a circle of changelings, fighting off royal Canterlot guards from reaching you.
>You saw the mane six staring at you with a wide-eyed shocked expression, even Celestia was doing the same.
>..No, not at you..
>Spinning around, you spot the tallest changeling of them all. When she speaks, you instantly remember her voice; she was the one from your nightmares, the one that had been in your mind, watching you the entire time.
>Queen of the Changelings, Sillis. She looked down at you with caring eyes and the most loving voice you had ever heard.
>”Here, come here. Come to your mother.”
>That voice was so..calming. A warm feeling rushed through your entire body as you slowly walked toward her.
>The mane six were yelling at you to get away from her, but you could barely register anything as Sillis wrapped you up in her wings, hugging you tightly against her.
>”Oh, how I have missed you, my little changeling. There there, everything will be alright now. Mommy saved you. You’re safe from those scary ponies now.”
>She swayed back and forth with you in her arms, silently crying into her side. It just felt..right.
>Sillis looked down at you, smiling. You couldn’t help but feel that it was a little sinister, but shrugged it off and smiled back at your..mom.
>She lightly wiped away your tears with a hoof. “Are you ready to go back to the hive now? We have very big plans coming up..and you are apart of them.”
>You looked back into Sillis’ eyes, struck by a lot of confusing emotions. Would you stay with the ponies that tried to kill you..but also tried to save you?
>Or would you go back with the changelings? They did save you, and you wouldn’t have to fear about being executed by royalty again.
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>>43254065
>You let go of Sillis, slowly backing away from her.
“I..I can’t. I’m sorry.”
>Sillis stares down at you, open-mouthed, not quite sure what to say. “You..you would choose the ponies that tried to kill you..over your own mother?”
>It was weird to you, but your heart felt heavy with sadness as you backed away from her.
“They’re my friends..and this is my home. I..I feel like I can be happy here, let all of my worries go. I’m sorry but..I just can’t leave them. Not now.”
>Sillis glares at you, fiery anger bright in here eyes. “Fine, stay here with these murderous ponies. I’m sure they’ll backstab you as soon as they see a chance.”
>The Queen hisses at the changelings around her, all of them circling around her instantly.
>”We will meet again..be sure to stay out of our way, or we will harm you.”
>Sillis disappeared in a bright flash of green fire. You felt immediately better, being around her put your mind in a sort of hazy fog..but now you could think clearly.
>It must have been the changeling side of you, was all you could think of.
>Was she really your..’Mother’, though? It baffled you why she would actually say that. Maybe..had she been the one to bring you into this world, gave you a second chance? Why?
>All these thoughts circled around your head, the shock of everything hitting you all at once. You saw the mane six running over to you, Celestia following behind them, but it only seemed like they were getting farther away.
>Your eyes began to drift up into the back of your head as you fell backwards, blacking out for the second time today.
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>>43254068
>You jolt awake, slamming into a sitting position as you look around the room, eyes heavy with sleep but full of adrenaline.
>The ponies around you jump, startled, but quickly rush to your side to calm you down.
>These dreams you were having were getting increasingly fucked up, Celestia trying to murder you this time..
>Taking a second glance over of the place, your brain registers that this..is the Canterlot hospital.
>You slump back into your bed, quickly recalling the events that happened earlier in the day.
>Taking a small mirror next to your bedstand, you take a good look of yourself in it.
>There were deep, dark marks cut into your neck from the rope that Celestia used to strangle you earlier that day.
>Okay..but why were you in a hospital? If anything, you should be back on top of that execution platform. What was going on?
>A couple of the nurse ponies exit out of the room. You can hear some words being said, and a couple seconds later a rainbow blur is smacking into your chest, the air in your lungs escaping you.
“Ugh! Fuck, Rainbow don’t do..that..”
>Dash grips you in a tight hug, quietly sobbing into your shoulder. You silently return the hug, patting her on the back. Did you really worry her that much?
>Even though you had barely known her for a short time, she must really care about you..
>Dash’s friends shortly walk in afterwards, along with Celestia. You smiled at all of them, but glared towards Celestia.
“What do YOU want? Here to finish the job, Princess?”
>She smiles down at you. You swear you can spot a hint of sadness in her eyes, but you ignore it.
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>>43254071
>”..No. The ‘execution’ was merely a..test of sorts, harsh as it was, for all of you.”
>A..Test?! She tried to fucking hang you! She DID hang you! You angrily stare back into the sun goddesses eyes, pointing at the scar around your neck.
“’Harsh’ is not the word I would use.”
>Celestia wraps your neck wound in a magical glow, slowly making it disappear. “I am quite sorry, Anonymous, but I had to be certain you were not working with the changelings.”
>You sighed, rubbing your forehead with a hoof. You understood she was just doing what she thought best for her ponies, but you were still angry.
“I..understand. But what do you mean by a test for..all of us?”
>Celestia paused for a moment, thinking up the right words to tell you.
>”Well, the time might come when my little ponies might have to fight against me, to do what is right. And they did. Just as you made the right choice to stay with us, Anonymous.”
>Now you understood perfectly. She was like a mother, protecting her kids, making them stronger. Kind of like..well, you.
>”Me and my sister apologize for our behavior against you. Whenever you want, you’ll be allowed in and out of the castle, and if you want something just ask, and it will be delivered to you. We shall..leave the two of you alone now.”
>You waved goodbye to the rest of the ponies, still having mixed feelings about some of this, but that went away when you looked down to the sobbing Dash in your arms.
“I’m the big baby, huh?”
>You chuckled even as you felt a cyan hoof punch you in the side. You stayed like that for the rest of the day, holding Rainbow in your arms as the day melted away.
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>>43254073
>”You ready for this, Anon?!”
“Buck yeah I am Dash, let’s do it!”
>Nodding at each other, you started your final stunt with each other for the evening.
>Both of you were holding a small cloud in your hooves, spiraling around each other, leaving behind a line of cloud.
>You were headed toward the ground, flying off to the left after you ran out of cloud, but Rainbow kept going, heading straight for the ground.
>She banked hard, inches from hitting the ground, and flew straight up into the spiral you two had created.
>Dash blew the clouds away in the tunnel after she passed through it, leaving a small rainbow behind. She flew up to you afterwards, while flexing her muscles. “Aww yeah, still got it!”
“I’m surprised the Wonderbolts aren’t tripping over each other to get a mare like you on the team.”
She rolls her eyes at you, but grins. “They’re probably just busy. So Anon, you still going to the Gala? It’s coming up pretty soon.”
>You both landed on the ground, having finished your little show.
“The Gala, huh? I never gave much thought to it, but yeah, I guess I have to go. Rarity did make a suit for me. So..uhh, how DO ponies dance?”
>Rainbow gave you a giggle, but then started to lightly rub the ground in a circle with a hoof. What was she nervous about?
>”I..I know a few moves I could show you..?”
>Wow, you never figured Rainbow was the kind of girl that liked dancing. You guess she tried to keep up a tough masculine appearance in front of her friends. Except for you.
>She trotted over to you, laying her head down on your shoulder and a hoof on the other. You repeated the same thing with her, trying to keep up with the slow hoof-work she was doing.
>What were your feelings for Rainbow? You loved her, but more of a friend, or as a daughter.
>Hers were probably the same for you, a friend, but she probably just acted nervous around you because you were a stallion.
>You stayed like that for the better part of the night, dancing with the friend you cared most about in the world against the background of a shining moon and starlight sky.
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>>43254075
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>You were standing atop of your execution platform, overlooking a small crowd of ponies with a noose around your neck.
>When you first entered this world of crayon color assorted ponies, you never would have thought this was how you were going to die.
>You still hardly believed it. It wasn’t fair, you had barely even been in Equestria and now you were going to be killed for something that was completely out of your control.
>Why would someone just send you here after you died..just too die again?
>Angry. Angry didn’t even meet the requirements to what you were. But most of all, you were sad.
>After spending so much time with Rainbow, plus her friends and other ponies at the party you were at earlier, you felt as if you were accepted in Ponyville, friends even with most of them.
>All of that was for naught though, now you were going to be hanged and Celestia had even been sick enough to invite your friends to watch.
>Rainbow and her friends had tried to persuade her to let you go. “Please, Princess! Anon didn’t do anything wrong, whatever happened, it wasn’t his fault!”
>Celestia thought about this, listening to each of the six ponies try to convince her not to hang you, but she always came back to the same conclusion.
>”No. He is a changeling and was helping his Queen plot against us to overtake the throne. His punishment is just.”
>She was right, you had been helping the changelings..but not on purpose. You hardly knew how or what had even happened when the Queen changeling was ejected out of your mind.
>Your punishment was not just though. The princesses wouldn’t even let you talk to them after the incident, and there was no trial.
>Looking down now, you saw Rainbow angrily fighting with Celestia, verbally. It was hard to hear, her voice being no more than a whisper to you from atop your high platform.
>”Celestia, please! Anon is one of the best friends I have ever had, even if we only met a little while ago. He helps me out, just like I do with him! You can’t do this, this isn’t right! Nop0ny deserves this!”
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>>43254082
>The sun princess raises up a hoof politely, stopping Rainbow from going further. “It is too late, Rainbow Dash. This has to be done, too protect all of my little ponies.”
>There goes your last, little ray of hope.
>Dash slumps onto the ground, looking defeated. At least you were the one dieing, she was going to take this harder than you were.
>Celestia signals to the royal guard next to you and he nods. The guard walks over to the switch next to you, getting ready to pull it with a hoof.
>Well, here it goes. You were going to die for a second time, and, most likely, for the last time.
>Time seemed to freeze as you took one last look at the world around you.
>You looked down at the mane 6, all of them giving you a horrified and shocked expression. The royal guards and Celestia were regarding you with cool, straight faces. Had they done this before?
>Taking one last look into the bright, blue sky above you, you raise your head high in a last stance of defiance. It didn’t matter though.
>The guard standing beside you takes one last look at you with his never-changing straight face and pulls down the lever.
>You hear a quiet click, and then the floor falls out from beneath you.
>Yeah, you were fucked. The only relief you had about this was that your neck might snap on the way down.
>…
>…
>Still alive. You struggle against the tight binding around your neck, trying to uselessly shove a hoof through the rope to get some air.
>You can feel your eyes bulge and blood pumping in your face as the little oxygen you have is slowly leaving you.
>Looking down to see the other ponies expressions, you’re..shocked. The mane six are running toward you right now, knocking guards out of the way to reach you.
>Were the going to save you? Not that it mattered though; you were going to die before they could even get you down.
>Your eyes started to roll in the back of your head, starting to black out even as you faintly saw a green flash around you.
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>>43254084
>You let out a gasp of air, trying to suck in as much oxygen possible as the tight rope around your neck is loosened and dropped to the ground.
>Only minutes later do you stand up, examining the scene around you.
>Everything went to hell pretty fast. Around you were a circle of changelings, fighting off royal Canterlot guards from reaching you.
>You saw the mane six staring at you with a wide-eyed shocked expression, even Celestia was doing the same.
>..No, not at you..
>Spinning around, you spot the tallest changeling of them all. When she speaks, you instantly remember her voice; she was the one from your nightmares, the one that had been in your mind, watching you the entire time.
>Queen of the Changelings, Sillis. She looked down at you with caring eyes and the most loving voice you had ever heard.
>”Here, come here. Come to your mother.”
>That voice was so..calming. A warm feeling rushed through your entire body as you slowly walked toward her.
>The mane six were yelling at you to get away from her, but you could barely register anything as Sillis wrapped you up in her wings, hugging you tightly against her.
>”Oh, how I have missed you, my little changeling. There there, everything will be alright now. Mommy saved you. You’re safe from those scary ponies now.”
>She swayed back and forth with you in her arms, silently crying into her side. It just felt..right.
>Sillis looked down at you, smiling. You couldn’t help but feel that it was a little sinister, but shrugged it off and smiled back at your..mom.
>She lightly wiped away your tears with a hoof. “Are you ready to go back to the hive now? We have very big plans coming up..and you are apart of them.”
>You looked back into Sillis’ eyes, struck by a lot of confusing emotions. Would you stay with the ponies that tried to kill you..but also tried to save you?
>Or would you go back with the changelings? They did save you, and you wouldn’t have to fear about being executed by royalty again.
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>>43254087
“..Yes. Let’s get out of here.”
>You swear you can hear Sillis cackling but ignore it, you felt better than you ever had in your life, her comfortable presence washing over you, calming you.
>”Good, my child. You have made the correct choice, and you will be rewarded for it, getting everything you have ever wanted.”
>Yes..the right choice. Smiling back up at her, you hugged her tighter as she began the teleportation, her and all of the changelings warping back to the hive with you.
>Your hooves hit cold ground as the teleportation ended. Taking a good look around you, the place did resemble something of a beehive, but larger and black. Everything in the room had a..slightly charred look to it.
>Queen Sillis walks up a small staircase, quietly taking her place on a large throne. She flashes her fangs at you in a smile, motioning you to take a seat in the smaller one next to you.
>Doing as your Queen says, you take a seat on the throne next to her. It just felt..good. Right.
>”We have so many things to discuss..Prince. I am sure you will enjoy your time here.”
“Yes, I think it will be fun to get some..payback.”
>You took a good look at the changelings in front of you, smiling at each of them and they returned it. Oh yes, it felt good to be in power for once, to have the control.
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>>43254090
>Payback was oh so sweet, so satisfying. The emotions you sucked up from the couple in front of you was quite..filling.
>You took a quick glance in the mirror as you wiped your hooves off of the blood staining them. What you saw in the mirror made you grimace.
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>The ponies. This..this was all their fault. They made you like this. They had tried to kill you..and you would return the thought. Soon.
>You stepped out of the room, digging the shards of mirror out of your skin.
“It is done. Clean up the mess I made, would you?”
>The changeling standing beside the door nodded at you, stepping into the room to follow your command.
>Heading over to your throne, you settled into it nicely. It was good to have power.
>The Queen gave you a loving smile as you did so. “I take it you had fun..So, the information has been retrieved out of those ponies?”
“You could say I had fun..and then some. Everything is going according to plan. The ponies will never suspect a thing when we invade them..it will be a quick defeat.”
>Sillis filled the halls layed out in front of you with echoing laughter. “Good. You have made me proud. I will make sure that coward Celestia falls..by your hooves.”
>Proud? You could fill your heart almost burst with joy. You remembered what happened to the last Queen..Chrysalis.
>After she had been defeated, her sister, Sillis, had murdered her in cold blood for it.
>There was no room for failure in the Changeling world, and you would make sure your Queen would get everything she wanted, just like she did for you.
>Sillis gave you everything you ever wanted. Friends. Power. Happiness.
>If that was true, then..why did you feel so hollow?
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>It’s been about a week since you found out you were half changeling, Celestia hanged you, and a crazy changeling Queen tried to recruit you into her army to take over all of Ponyville and Canterlot.
>And you got to say, everything’s been pretty good so far.
>Yeah, you were ALMOST killed, but hey, you’ve already died. Thing’s got a lot better for you though, after the whole incident.
>For one, Celestia was kind enough to give you your own house in Ponyville (Even though she did owe you for nearly killing you and all).
>Rainbow was a bit disappointed to see you move out. You guess she never really got her friends to ever visit her house that much, her being a Pegasus and all.
>You enjoyed living with Rainbow, but you were a grown man. Or pony. You needed your own privacy and you definitely didn’t enjoy mooching off of your friends.
>After that, you got to keep your job working at Sweet Apple Acres. Being half a changeling, you thought, maybe, she’d fire you. Instead Applejack told you,
>”It doesn’t matter WHAT you are, sugarcube. What matters is who you are, as a pony. Understand now?”
>They probably wouldn’t be saying that if you looked like a changeling..but you didn’t look like one. As far as you and everyone else were concerned, you were all pony.
>No one else in the town was told about it though, only the mane six and the princesses knew your little secret, and it would be best kept that way.
>Speaking of the townsponies, you had gotten on pretty good terms with most of them.
>After finishing up your daily routine on the farm, helping Applejack out and bucking trees, you’d always make sure to visit Ponyville afterwards, to help anyp0ny else out that you could.
>The ponies were even calling you a ‘Second Applejack’. That made you chuckle, you were just being yourself, you even told them that. You had nothing better to do anyways, being stuck in a world of cartoon ponies.
>In the week alone, just helping ponies out of jams, you had: fixed up buildings, baby sat fillies, cleaned places up, helped bake, and even did some modeling for Rarity.
>You weren’t quite sure how you felt about that last one. It wasn’t terrible, but modeling wasn’t really your ‘thing’. She did say it made her a lot of money though, even if you didn’t know why.
>As long as you were helping ponies out you didn’t care what you did, it put you at peace with yourself just making others live easier. Made you feel better about yourself.
>Even though you did enjoy helping other ponies out, the volunteer work you were doing distracted you a lot from questions you always had, and were probably never going to get an answer too.
>Why were you HERE all of places? Why were you half changeling, half pony? Who brang you here, who exactly was Sillis and why did she call you your son, what were her plans, why, why, why, why, WHY.
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>>43254310
>All these questions floating around in your head. You felt as if you were going to go insane thinking about them any longer. It’s not like a magical fairy would appear out of nowhere and answer them.
>..Not that you wouldn’t be surprised if one did. This world had ALL sorts of beings and creatures in it. Dragons included.
>It even had magic, of all things, in it. Twilight had even taught you a couple spells during a few lessons, as you could actually transform into a Unicorn.
>There was a..slight problem, though. You apparently had a natural talent at being terrible with all things magical.
>It was probably because you used to be a human, not even being able to do any sort of magic before.
> Twilight had even said that because you were now a grown stallion, and had never used magic before, it would be even harder to bring out your magic, and learn new tricks.
>You could only do the very basic stuff, like levitation. It didn’t bother you much. Just being a normal, Pegasus pony was good enough for you.
>Heck, if you could, you would be an Earth pony all the time, but you had to keep up an appearance. Didn’t want to freak anyp0ny out, suddenly losing your wings after being friends with all of the ponies for so long.
>..You did grow a horn in front of a lot of ponies though, back at the party.
>Twilight was able to whip up a pretty quick excuse for you. Something to do with poison joke in your rainbow drink. She’d tell anyone that if they were curious enough to ask, as would you.
>Anyways, right now you were currently heading off towards Fluttershy’s cottage.
>Out of all the ponies in the town, you had spent the least amount of time with her. You guess she just liked being alone, shy like her name.
>But you were going to help her out today, try to get her out of her shell a bit..learn more about the shy mare.
>All you knew about her was that she was kind. Fluttershy did stick up for you when no one else was, when it was discovered about your..other half.
>And she was..well, the Element of Kindness.
>The Elements of Harmony. Shooting magical rainbows into evil ponies that could turn them good again. If Rainbow hadn’t told you that with a straight face, you would’ve thought they were a complete joke.
>..Ugh, why did Fluttershy have to live allll the way out near the Everfree forest? She practically lived on the opposite side of Ponyville from Sweet Apple Acres.
>Most likely because of all the animals she took care of...Not the best thing for them to be roaming around Ponyville.
>Today was probably going to be a busy day for you. You were never really one to take care of animals. You had never really even owned an animal before.
>At least you’d, hopefully, get to be better friends with Fluttershy. She had told her friends to at least give you a chance, and they did.
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>>43254313
>Hell, when you were being hanged, Fluttershy probably got her friends to try and come to your rescue too. You were going to do your damned best today to make that kind mare’s day just a bit easier.
>Everyone needs a break sometimes, even if they’re doing what they love, and you were just happy to make anyp0ny’s day easier.
>After your long walk, you finally manage to make it to Fluttershy’s cottage and..wow. The whole place looked like it was a paradise for animals.
>Birds everywhere, flowers, trees, etc. It was just..tranquil.
>Upon arriving at the cottage’s doorstep, you bring up a hoof, wrapping lightly on the wooden door.
“Hey, Fluttershy, you in there?”
>You hear a squeek come from inside, and then a couple seconds later Fluttershy appears, opening the door to her house.
>”Oh..hey Anonymous..what are you doing here?”
“I was hoping I’d be able to get to know you better, Fluttershy, so I’ve stopped by to help you with your, uhh..animals. Can I come in?”
>Fluttershy steps out of the way, gesturing you inside. “Sure Anonymous..come right in.”
>You take your first ever steps inside the quiet yellow mare’s cottage, taking a look around the place. Everything was so..
>Messy.
>Taking a nearby broom in hoof, you start sweeping around the house. With all these animals to take care of, she must not take care of herself that much.
>”Anonymous, you don’t have to do that! I’ll take care of it myself..later..”
>You politely shake your head as you continue to sweep around the house and tidy things up. After all, this is why you came here, to help out. Everyp0ny deserves a break once in awhile.
“No way, Fluttershy. You help out so many animals and ponies, but don’t get helped out yourself. I’m going to take care of everything you would’ve had to do today! That’s what friends are for, right?”
>She smiled, and trotted over to a small folded up scroll on a counter. “Okay Anonymous, you win…Are you sure you’re up for it though?”
“Of course! I’ve been working on Applejack’s farm for a week now, I’m sure this can’t be much..harder..than...That..that is a long list.”
>Fluttershy unrolls the scroll and it tumbles to the floor..and keeps on going. How many animals does she take care of?!
>”If it’s too much for you..I can, uhm, help you out..”
>You quickly shake your head, taking the scroll in your..hoof.
“No, I’ve got this Fluttershy. Just relax. If I need any help at all I’ll ask, but for right now, just take a rest.”
>She gives you a small smile before lying down on her couch. “Okay..but if you need help don’t be afraid to ask me.”
>Nodding, you get to work on the long list of chores you had ahead of you.
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>>43254315
>Animals. Sooo many animals! How did Fluttershy have the patience to care of all of them for so long?
>Day turned into night as you wrapped up your work, slowly sipping on the cold lemonade Fluttershy was kind enough to make for you.
>This definitely was a lot of work, way too much for anyp0ny, but apparently not her.
>She must have some sort of hold over her animals. You remember Rainbow talking to you a bit about Fluttershy, apparently she just had some sort of..thing with them.
>She must have, if she had a pet manticore. You swear, if Fluttershy hadn’t been watching you when you fed the thing, you probably would’ve been eaten. It looked at you like you where the food.
>Well, at least you were done now. It took you way longer than you would have liked, but it was all for Fluttershy, so you didn’t mind.
>You were definitely not going to do this again anytime soon though, the work wasn’t hard but there was so much of it, and it was tiring.
>Taking a seat on the couch next to Fluttershy while you continue taking drinks from your glass with it in your hoof. You still never understood how that worked..
“Thanks for the drink Fluttershy, I was getting thirsty. I think I’ve finished up all the things on the list.”
>”No, I should be thanking YOU, Anonymous, for all your wonderful help today! I don’t think I’ve had a whole day to relax in…a long time.”
>You return the kind smile she was giving you. Back on Earth you didn’t do things like this, being too busy taking care of yourself or your family.
“I owe you, Shy, for trusting me when nop0ny did. But I didn’t do it just because of that; I did it because we’re friends.”
>”I think everyp0ny, even changelings, deserve a chance! I wouldn’t like it very much if somep0ny treated me terribly with no good reason..”
>Even changelings, huh? She must be the only pony you’ve seen that thinks that way..
“Anyways..how have you been lately? We don’t get very much chances to talk often.”
>For the next hour you and Fluttershy go back and forth with each other, sharing words with how each other’s lives have been going.
>She asked you questions about how you were holding up, being away from your family, things like that, and how you were doing in Ponyville so far.
>You, at least think, were doing a pretty good job on everything. Being too busy with your new life so far, you didn’t have very much time to dwell on the past, and that was okay with you.
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>>43254316
>As for Ponyville, a lot of ponies seemed to trust you now, and you had even befriended quite a few of them. It was quite easy with the town being so friendly.
>The job you had at Sweet Apple Acres was also going great. The work was honest, and the Apple family was practically like a second family to you. You even took them up on their offer of dinner a couple times.
>Applebloom even reminded you a bit of one of your daughters..
>Fluttershy said she and her animals were doing well too. The animals were all behaving (Besides that rabbit you fed earlier, ‘Angel’. Ironic. You never knew a rabbit could be such a..asshole) and getting together well.
>The yellow mare went on and on about how her and her friends were doing, Rarity and her getting together at the spa, and other things going on in her life.
>You never knew Fluttershy could be so talkative, especially when you had first met her. She practically tried to avoid you whenever possible, but now that you had spent some more time together, she opened up more to you.
>You knew most of the things she was telling you anyways, but let her go on, listening intently, not wanting to be rude. She must not get to talk a lot to anyone, her being shy because of that. You really should get her out of her shell more often.
>After a few more words between each other, you walk over to the entrance, settling your hoof on the knob, parting with a couple more words.
“I’ll see you later Shy, it’s getting kind of late. Feel free to stop by my new house if you ever want to talk about anything, or need something.”
>”Likewise, Anonymous. I had a great time today. I’m glad I did give you a chance, you’re the best friend a pony could ask for.”
>You smile and give her a nod, taking a step outside and closing the door behind you.
>Taking a couple more steps out into the night, you realize..it was a lot more dark than it should be, even if it was night.
>A couple drops of water hit your head and you take a look up into the dark, cloudy sky.
“..Oh, fuck me.”
>You start bolting down the road, hurriedly trying to make it back to your house. A couple cracks of lightning are heard above you before the rain starts coming down on you, hard.
>There was no way you were going to make it to your house in Ponyille without being completely drenched..
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>>43254319
>”Wow, what happened to you?”
>You take a good look back into the storm you escaped from before shutting the door behind you.
“..Wanna take a wild guess?”
>Rainbow gives you a light chuckle from her place on the couch, facing towards you as you shake yourself a bit, trying to get dry.
>The last couple of days you’ve started to notice her hanging out in your house..a bit too much. Dash did have her own house.
>You shrug the thought off. She was your first, and best, friend you’ve had here. Rainbow could hang out at your house as much as she wanted too.
>”How come you didn’t show up for our regular practice, Anon? We were supposed to get a little time in before I had to help start the clouds up!”
“..Oh, right! Sorry, Rainbow. I got a little sidetracked helping Fluttershy with her animals out. I don’t think I’m really a..animal person, and it took longer than I thought it would.”
>She gave you a glare for a couple seconds more before sighing and shaking her head “It’s cool, I gotcha. You really need to take a break from helping so many ponies though..and I think I’ve got just the thing for that!”
>You give her a questioning stare as she walks over to you, two bottles in her hooves. “Here, try THIS stuff.”
>The bottles on the front side read, ‘Hard Cider’. Was this alcohol..but for ponies? You enjoyed a drink or two back in your old life, to numb things a bit, but had never taken it farther than that. Even in darker times.
“Hard cider? Are you sure about this, Rainbow?”
>She was practically opening the bottle and taking a drink of it before you had even gotten the words off of your tongue. “Oh, come on Anon! You need to let loose a bit, relax!”
>You took one of the bottles, rolling it around in your hooves, contemplating on drinking it or not…Oh, what the fuck, time to live it up a little! Life, for the first time in a long time, was great.
>Dash cheers you on as you pop the top off and take long, large swigs of the cider. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Time to have a little party of our own!”
>She walks over to your stereo, punching play and cranking the volume all the way up.
>You party away the rest of the night away with the best friend a pony could ask for, drinking hard cider, challenging each other to hoof wrestling, and dancing drunk.
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>>43254320
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>You wake up, immediately regretting the acts you committed yesterday. Well, mostly the drinking.
>Pony bodies were so strange. You used to be able to handle your drink well, but after that first bottle you had you were definitely way past tipsy.
>Now that you think about it, you don’t remember much about last night. There was dancing, regular partying stuff and then blank.
>Starting to get out of your drunken stupor more, you feel something fuzzy in your mouth. It tasted a bit like..skittles?
>You pop your eyes open, taking a good look at whatever the hell you had in your mouth.
>It was…Rainbow’s mane? Huh, you always though it would taste like sk-
>You spit her hair out of your mouth, rapidly scrubbing your tongue with a hoof.
“Ahh man, what happened last night..”
>After taking a better look around your house, and getting rainbow hair off your tongue, you noticed nearly everything in your new house was trashed.
>And there were ponies, EVERYWHERE. You get up off of the table Rainbow and you had slept on, rubbing a hoof against your face as you stepped lightly over ponies’ bodies.
>What the hell happened last night? You don’t remember inviting anyone to your home, but then again, you don’t remember much of anything.
>Apparently Rainbow had passed out on a table, and you had done the same while trying to eat her hair.
>It would probably be in your best interest if you didn’t drink anymore pony alcohol. It was your first time trying it, and your house looked like..
“..Is that..?”
>There was a large Big Macintosh sized hole in the side of your house. You lean your head over, taking a look outside and seeing the giant stallion passed out with a keg of hard cider next to him.
>Damn. You never really pegged him for the drinking type, but you guess he could hold his stuff. Better than you too.
>Still, how the hell did all these ponies get in your ho-
>”Hey Anon, you’re awake!”
>Pinkie Pie suddenly appears in front of you, holding a tray of rainbow colored cupcakes.
>You jump back, a bit startled, much to an amused Pinkie who just giggles at you. How does that mare do it? She must have a horn hidden in that pink mane somewhere..
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>>43254324
“Oh, hey Pinkie. Wait..are you the one who invi-“
>”SURPRISE! Here, have a cupcake! It’ll make you feel beeeetter!”
>You shake your head while taking a cupcake in your hoof. She must have heard the music Rainbow started up and invited everyp0ny possible.
“..Did you put that rainbow stuff in here? You know I can’t, well..eat it.”
>Pinkie giggles at you again. “Oooooh, don’t worry about that! I only put a teensy-weensy-itty-bitty small drop of it in there! I know that suuuper cool changing stuff hurts you and I don’t like to see my friends hurt! I’m not that kind of pony, Anon.”
>You give Pinkie a questioning glare, to which she just returns a sheepish smile. Oh, what the hell. Examining the rainbow cupcake one more time, you took huge bites out of it, finishing it in a few seconds.
>Wow, that actually tasted really good. That rainbow drink you had been given at your first party might have tasted good to, but you had been too busy being in pain to think about it.
>A lot of things start happening to you, all at once. A warm, tingling heat spreads out through your body, then cold, and then both, while you start shaking and your vision blurs.
>It almost felt like your whole skin came alive and was crawling around your body, like ants crawling over you and constantly biting you. It even felt like your head was blowing up, like a balloon, about to burst.
>To you, it felt like it lasted hours, but it was really only seconds. After coming down from your rainbow high you feel..surprisingly great.
>Your headache was, mostly, gone and you felt refreshed, like you had just taken a long bathe and were no longer tired.
“Damn Pinkie, I feel great! If it didn’t feel like my own head was trying to eat itself, I’d eat some of those everyday!”
>Pinkie gives you a wide grin and starts trotting around your house with her cupcake tray, handing cupcakes to still passed out ponies.
>”Aww, thanks Anon. You’re so sweet! Stop by Sugarcube Corner anytime you want and I’ll whip up some of these bad boys for you.”
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>>43254327
“That’s a nice thought, Pinkie, but..”
>You recalled the shape of your house, items smashed and things thrown around. Someone had even tried to stuff your stereo inside another stereo..for whatever reason.
>Everything was a mess, not even including you with a mouthful of rainbow hair, waking up on a table.
“I don’t think I’m going to be drinking for awhile. Ever, really.”
>Pinkie gasped at you, dropping the cupcake tray on some poor pony’s head and ran over to you. She planted two hooves on your shoulders and started shaking you rapidly.
>“But..but we had so much fun! Everyp0ny had fun. Drunk Anon really knows how to let loose and get with the groove! Don’t get rid of him already..please?”
>You looked down at the pink mare that was pouting at you and you rolled your eyes.
“Sorry Pinkie, but I don’t even REMEMBER this fun I apparently had. What I do remember is that it was supposed to be me and Rainbow only.”
>Pinkie gave off a small grin, but was trying to look everywhere except at you. “Well..I heard the music all the way from Sugarcube Corner and thought it’d be more fun with..more ponies?”
>It definitely looked like it had been, your house being proof of it.
“Alright..Anyways, I have to go to Applejack’s in a couple minutes; you think you can help me clean up, Pinkie?”
>She jumps in the air while saluting you. “You got it, Anon!” And with that, she whips around your house in a pink blur with a speed that would make Rainbow Dash proud.
>Before you knew it, everyp0ny in your house, besides Rainbow, was gone and everything was sparkling. Literally.
“..Okay then. That works.”
>You shake your head a bit. Thinking about how Pinkie Pie did things always made your head hurt.
>Whatever, you got a lot of hard work ahead of you. You head over to Rainbow and pick her up, carrying her up the stairs and to your bed.
>After laying her softly on it and covering her with blankets, you make your way out of the new exit, walking through the giant hole in your house.
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>>43254330
>”Cutie Mark Crusader Cheerleaders!”
>Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo stood up on their back hooves, holding up Applebloom in a triangle formation. You raced over to them as they started wobbling, catching a falling Applebloom in your hooves.
>She giggles in your arms. “That was so fun!” Yeah, this definitely counted as hard work.
>You had been given the task for the day to watch over the CMC. Applejack would have usually done it, but you volunteered instead. You wanted to let her spend time with her friends.
>Being great with kids was something you were good at as you did have two daughters of your own.
>Setting Applebloom down, she and her friends immediately got together and checked themselves for their cutie marks, before giving out a collective “Aww..”
>Applebloom immediately smiles at the other two. “Don’t worry girls, I got another idea we can try!”
>”Sweet!”
>”Alright, let’s do it!”
>Magical, flying, pony kids were completely different, though.
>”Yall sure yah got these three covered, sugarcube?” Applejack came trotting over to you, wearing a pretty black dress Rarity had made for her, but she still donned her usual hat on top of her head.
>The girls must be going out somewhere nice, probably some sort of fancy restaurant, to catch up on each others lives.
“Don’t worry AJ, I got these three covered. After all, I..used to have two daughters of my own. Really, it’s not a problem. Go on and enjoy yourself.”
>She gave you a bright smile. “Thanks Anon, yer a lifesaver. So, how do ahh look?” Applejack gave you a little twirl in the dress. Damn, Rarity really knew her craft.
“Beautiful. Stunning. Any stallion would be lucky to have a mare like you.”
>Applejack blushed lightly, covering her face a bit with her hat. “Aww shucks, Anon. Yah really know how to make a gal blush.”
>You start to say something, but the three fillies cut you off before you can reply.
>”Applejack an’ Anon got a crush on each other!”
>”Aww, that’s so sweet.”
“Yuck!”
>Applejack glares at Applebloom even though her cheeks redden a bit more. “A-ah do not!”
>The little filly meets her sister’s glare. “Do too! You n’ Anon spend so much time together buckin’ apples, talkin’ to each other the whole time. Heck, ya’ll even sit under trees n’ rest together sometimes!”
>Huh. You never really gave that much thought. You did do all of that with AJ, but it was just two good friends having a good time. There really wasn’t much else to do when you were working at the farm.
>Scootaloo steps in front of Applebloom’s view, looking at Applejack. “How is that gonna work though? He IS part changeling.”
>Now it was your turn to glare at Applejack. “Part changeling, huh?”
>She gave you a sheepish grin, starting to back away from the four of you. “Ahh..Ah’m gonna be late! Gottagobye!” Applejack turned around and sprinted down the road, leaving you alone with the crusaders.
>You were going to have a talk with that mare later.
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>>43254331
>”Change for us Anon!”
>”Yeah, ah bet it’s pretty awesome!”
>”C’mon, we won’t tell anyp0ny!”
>It had been a couples hours since Applejack had left you with the three fillies. The day had been mostly half-thought out ideas of obtaining their cutie marks, but after that failed; they set their minds on getting you to change for them.
>Currently, you were in their clubhouse. You had been surprised that you could even fit inside of it. It was for fillies after all, but the door was probably big enough for even Big Macintosh.
“Sorry girls, but no.”
>They all gave out an exaggerated sigh. Applebloom even gives you puppy dog eyes. “But how come, Anon? Mah sister said you showed her, now show us too!”
“It..changing isn’t something I like to do. It actually hurts quite a bit. Can’t we just go back to trying to get your cutie marks or something?”
>Scootaloo stands up on two hooves in front of you. “No way! You gotta show us. If I could change like you, I’d make my wings bigger so I could fly like Rainbow Dash!” She flares her wings out during the last bit of her sentence.
“No. It’s not that great, really! You’ll be disappointed..?”
>You tried to make that sound as believing as possible, but you don’t think it worked that well. The three fillies all got in front of your face, giving you the cutest, biggest, pleading face they could muster.
>”Pllleeaasseeee?”
>They reminded you of your own girls a bit. You sighed, sitting back on your haunches, finally breaking in to their pleas.
“Fiiiine. But you have to promise not to tell anyone about this, and fair warning, it might be a little..gross.”
>The three of them jumped up in success, high fiving each other. “Yes! We promise, Anon.”
“All right then. So, which one will it be, wings or horn?”
>They gave you a confused look. “Huh?”
“I said I’ll change for you, but I’m not doing both. So, pick one.”
>They gathered around in a little huddle, putting their heads together and discussing which one they’d pick. After a few minutes of debate, Sweetie Belle pops her head up, giving you an answer. “Wings!”
>You close your eyes and concentrate, imaging yourself without wings. Sure enough, your wings started to recede into your back, with a couple pops. It hurt a bit, but it wasn't that bad.
>Now you clenched your teeth, getting ready for the incoming pain. After a couple seconds, your wings started to grow out of your back.
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>>43254334
>They started out as little nubs, but quickly grew in size. You felt everything, from the skin growing around them to accommodate the change in size, to the bones changing in length and size.
>Suffice to say, it was the worst pain you’ve ever felt in your life, besides growing a horn. Changing never got any easier for you; the pain was always the same, and it never got any easier.
>After your wings grew back completely, you sighed and opened your eyes to take in the fillies reactions. They all had different expressions on their faces. Scootaloo was the first one to talk. “That’s so cool!”
>Sweetie Belle was looking at you with more of a disgusted look on her face. “That’s pretty gross, Anon.”
>Applebloom wore a confused look on her face. “How come there ain’t no magical, green fire? And can’t you change any other part of yerself?”
>You shook your head at her. It confused you as to why. Must be because you’re only half of a changeling, and not all of one.
“Sorry, but nope. I’m only part changeling, so I have to actually grow the parts I want. Probably why I can’t change into anyp0ny else, too.”
>Applebloom gave you a disappointed look. Apparently, being able to grow a horn and wings at will wasn’t that amazing, even though she was an earthpony. You thought she’d have a different reaction.
>Scootaloo pipes up at you. “Do the horn now!”
>Sweetie Belle gets excited at that, smiling at you. “Yeah! And show us some cool changeling magic tricks!”
>You groaned, it was never enough with them. Before you could attempt to dissuade them from the idea, you hear a couple knocks at the clubhouse door, followed by Applejack’s voice.
>“Alright girls, playtime is over! Time ta head home now.”
>The CMC make their way out of the clubhouse while you give off a sigh of relief.
>"Bye Anon, ah'll see yah later!"
>"Yeah, bye mister changeling!"
>"See yah!"
>You wait a minute or two before addressing Applejack.
“Thanks, Applejack. They were kind of a handful.”
>She chuckles at you, making her way inside the clubhouse after the three fillies had left. “No, thank you Anon. Thanks tah you, ahh reckon ahh had a pretty good time today with the girls.”
>You give the mare a smile after hearing that. Applejack worked too hard sometimes and even she needed to get out and relax..
“Good, I’m glad to hear that. Now, about earlier…”
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>>43254336
>Applejack had a confused look on her face, which was soon replaced with nervousness. “They didn’t..they didn’t make you change or anythin’, did they?”
“They tried to make me change, twice. I changed my wings for them, and they tried to get me to grow a horn right before you came.”
>”Ahh, shoot, sugarcube.” She stared down at the wooden floor, trying to not meet your gaze. “Ahh didn’t…You know ahh can’t keep a secret! Ahh tried ta, but Applebloom knew somethin’ was up and kept pesterin’ me and then..”
>Applejack looked up at you, giving you an apologetic glance. “Ah’m sorry, Anon. Ah’m a terrible friend..Ahh made Applebloom and her friends promise not to tell anyp0ny else though.”
>You give Applejack a smile, trying to brighten up the mood a bit.
“AJ, you’re not a terrible friend! I know you can’t keep a secret very well but I don't blame you. I don’t want the townsponies looking at me like some kind of freak, but if news gets out then I’ll handle it. It’s not really that big of a deal.”
>She returned the smile. “Thanks, again. So, you ready for the big day tomorrow? It’s gonna be lots o’ fun!”
“Huh? What’s tomorrow? Is it some kind of pony holiday?”
>Applejack gives you a chortle. “Yah already forgot? Ahh heard you n’ Rainbow even had a few ‘private’ dancin’ practices, preparin' for it, heh.”
>Shit, she heard about tha-..wait, was it really tomorrow?
“The Gala is tomorrow?!”
>She gives you a curt nod. “Eeyup. Ahh can’t believe yah forgot about it.”
>You rush out of the clubhouse, making your way towards Ponyville. The Gala had completely slipped your mind; you hadn’t even picked up the suit Rarity had made for you. At least you could pay for it now.
“I’ll see you at the Gala, AJ!”
>This was pretty important to you, and you wanted to make sure you were prepared for it. You wanted to make a better impression on ponies, but more so for Celestia and Luna.
>If everything went perfect then the two princesses might start to trust you a bit more. You had noticed at times there would be guards keeping an eye on you from a far distance.
>Hopefully, you’d be able to change that at the Gala. It made you nervous, having someone watching you all the time, even if you weren’t up to anything bad.
>Everything would just have to go perfect.
>Yeah, everything would go smoothly.
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>>43254339
https://pastebin.com/95EKq4K2

>The cold night air hit you as you stepped out of the carriage, finally having arrived at your destination.
>The Gala.
>You held a hoof out, helping the six mares lightly onto the ground. Each of them simply looked stunning in the outfits Rarity had made for them.
>She said they resembled something like the outfits they had worn last time, each dress matching the owner’s personality.
>Rarity had made an elegant, classy tuxedo for you. She apologized for it not being as ‘stylish’ as their dresses, but it didn’t bother you one bit.
>It felt right just being in clothes again. Ponies never wore any clothes, except to a few special events such as this, and you tried your best to adapt.
>You never fully got used to it, though. Without clothes you just felt..naked. Because you, well..were.
>After helping out each mare down, you all make your way up to the castle, walking on a red carpet along the way.
>You imagined if you were a famous Hollywood actor, it would probably feel a little something like this right now.
>There were quite a few ponies taking glances at you and the mane six as you walked in between them.
>A couple colts had been staring at you. You thought you caught a touch of jealousy on their faces. Maybe even a few from a couple mares. Weird.
>A huge set of golden doors met your view as you stopped, two guards standing in front of it.
>They didn’t seem to take notice of any of you, but opened the doors right away.
>You straighten your bow-tie and comb a hoof through your hair one last time.
>Time to make a good impression.
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>>43254348
>The guards stepped aside as you made your way in. Your hooftsteps echoed lightly off of the shining, white marble floor laid out in front of you.
>Celestia. You immediately spotted her, standing on top of a staircase, greeting other ponies as they went by.
> But her eyes had been on you as soon as you stepped foot inside the building. Meeting them was something you instantly regretted, the gaze she gave you made your blood turn into ice.
> The sun princess greeted all of you as you made your way up the staircase, stopping at her feet.
>”Hello my little ponies..and Anonymous.”
> The greeting was warm, except for the last bit. She must not have thought of you as one of her own. A pony. Technically you weren’t, but it still hurt. At least a little bit.
>”Hello princess!”
>Twilight practically ran up to Celestia, and gave her a hug. The purple mare had a huge smile on her face, looking excited. You reminded yourself that they rarely got to meet at times, each lived their own life, and Celestia was a princess who ruled over Equestria.
>It would have made you smile if the princess hadn’t been staring at you the entire time. The steely, iron cold gaze she was giving you brought a tingle down your spine.
>”I trust each of you have been having a good night so far?”
>”Oh yes, we have! Everything has been perfect. We’re so excited to be here, princess.”
>”I am glad to hear that, Twilight Sparkle. Now, go and enjoy the Gala, my little ponies. I shall be here if you need anything of me.”
>Twilight waved goodbye to all of you, as the rest of you nodded at her and the princess politely, making your exit.
>The six of you made your way into the night to enjoy the evening, but even as you walked away, the goddesses’ eyes burned into your back, making you shiver.
>You felt that the evening was going to be a bit harder for you to enjoy than the others.
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>>43254352
>It was now a little later into the night and you were now sitting on a stone bench, alone.
>The girls had quickly split off to do their own things. Pinkie enjoying parties, Twilight spending time with Celestia (Even if they didn’t get to talk much).
>Rarity smoothly spreading around word of her shop and the fine clothes she made, maybe even looking for a royal pony to flirt with, while Applejack sold apple-related foods, but this time making them more ‘fancier’.
>Fluttershy trying to meet animals more patiently this time and Rainbow Dash attempting to get in with the Wonderbolts, or at least get to talk with them.
>You had been worried they would get caught up with the things they were doing, but the six mares had assured you they would hang out later in the night.
>They weren’t really the ones to break promises, but you felt otherwise. When those six put their minds to something, they did their best to achieve it.
>After all, they had their own dreams and goals. Friends were important, even helping you get back on your feet when times were rough, but dreams and goals were also equally as important.
>Who were you to deny your friends from reaching for theirs?
>It still didn’t feel right to you, they should be having fun with each other..but you did nothing, sighing in deep thought whilst kicking a nearby pebble with your hoof.
>”Troubling thoughts, Anonymous?”
>The voice startled you, but it turned out to be just Luna, which just made you even more nervous. Not knowing what else to do, you bow politely from your place on the bench and answer her question.
“O-oh..hello Princess. How did you know?”
>Luna gives you a small smile, even giggling at you a bit, much to your confusion. She did take part in setting up your execution, and you thought she would have even been more brutally cold to you than Celestia was.
>”You are out here, and thy friends are inside. May we?” She motioned at the bench you’re sitting on and scooted over to make room for her.
>Luna took almost the whole bench to herself and you would have no room if you hadn’t been sitting like a human.
>”So..princess-“
>”Please, Anonymous. Thou dost not have to act so formal around us. Call us Luna.”
“..Alright. Luna. How come you’re not acting like Celestia? From the way she was looking at me, I thought she would have liked to kill me herself.”
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>>43254355
>The moon goddess put a hoof to her chin, thinking for a few moments before addressing you. “I have seen thou around Ponyville, working tirelessly to help others with deeds of kindness. It reminds me of somep0ny. An old friend, long since passed..”
>The look she was giving you was strange. You couldn’t quite describe it, but it was like she was looking at you, but saw somebody else instead.
>”..As for ‘Tia, she feels regret, even sadness for that..incident earlier, but does not want to reveal those feelings to you, or others.”
>That made sense. Celestia had been keeping up a strong emotional front. She was one of the main rulers over Equestria, after all.
>”But, she is still suspicious, maybe even a little..afraid. Or should I say more so of the thing resting inside of thou. The changeling. Dost thou not feel the need? The hunger?”
>Giving her a confused look, you shook your head. What was she talking about exactly?
>Luna thought about this for a moment and then continued on. “Changelings need to feast on others emotions. For them, it is like food.”
>”Doing so also gives them a considerable boost in their magic, which in turn drove the changelings into corruption by feasting too much on those feelings.”
“Drove them into corruption? They used to be different?”
>Luna gave you a sad frown and nodded. “Yes. They used to be such a kind, peaceful race. Much like the ponies. We used to live together in harmony. All was well…”
>”And then one day a changeling took in too many emotions, boosting his magic by at least threefold. Other changelings saw this and word quickly spread.”
>”Changelings everywhere started to feast on more emotions than they needed. It did increase their power, but it had one unfortunate side effect..”
>”It starts slow at first, a gnawing inside of you and, as you take in more emotions, it only grows. A hunger for power. Many changelings succumbed to this, becoming evil, greedy, wanting only more.”
>”They then started to rebel, believing they were the superior race, ponies being the inferiors. War broke out soon afterwards. It was..”
>Luna paused, a grim look on her face. “Bloody. Many died on both sides...In the end; we barely defeated them, having holded them off with the Elements. We then banished them to the badlands. But it seems they are returning, looking for revenge..”
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>>43254356
>That was a lot to take in all at once. It sounded like the changelings, more or less, couldn’t control themselves. You felt a pang of sadness for them.
“Okay..but I’m not even a changeling, just part of one. What does all of this have to do with me?”
>”Indeed. The pony in thou must counteract the changeling, and do not have the need to feed like one. But be warned, Anonymous, if thou do feed on other’s emotions then there will be consequences. Some more severe than others.”
>That face she was giving you was creeping you out. You didn’t even feel the ‘need’, or whatever it was, so feeding on emotions is something you won’t be doing soon.
“R-right. What does this have to do with me, though? I haven’t even been here that long.”
>Luna’s face took on a sage-like appearance. “I fear you have a greater part to play in this than all of us. Thou’s past-life intrigues me..something must have brought you here for a reason.”
>”And thou just happen to be both changeling AND pony? That is no accident, Anonymous. Fate has been put into your hooves, and someday thou will have to make a choice. Whether ‘tis bad or good.”
>”One last warning. The changeling queen, Sillis, has a sort of ‘hold’ over her minions. I am sure thou have felt it when she has been near. Be wary around her.”
“But I believe as long as thou’s friends are by thy side, thou will be fine. Now..”
>Luna got up from her place on the bench, her features changing to that of a warm smile. “Enough of this serious talk. Spend time with thou’s friends. When thou are around, they seem more..happy, and enjoy thy company. Go and enjoy my night, Anonymous.”
>You returned her smile, genuinely. If they didn’t want to hang out together, you would at least spend time with them and help each of them out with the things each were doing.
“I will. Thank you for this talk, Luna. It has been..enlightening. I hope to see you later.”
>Even though she asked you not to be so formal, you bowed in front of her one last time before running off toward the castle.
>What Luna had said worried you, but your friends came first. You could worry about everything later, but for right now, it was time to spend the night with the best friends a pony could ask for.
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>>43254358
>”CUPCAKE FIGHT!”
>You immediately duck as you enter the room, a cupcake flying past your head and hitting the wall behind you.
>Pinkie Pie was up on a table, reaching into her mane and pulling out several cupcakes all at once.
>Royal ponies left and right were comically falling, getting a face full of cupcake. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight.
>”Oh, hey Anon!”
>The pink mare was already in your face before you could even blink, smushing a cupcake across your face.
>You wiped some of the cupcake away from your eyes with a hoof and tried to give Pinkie one of your best glares, to which she just meets with a smile.
>The corners of your mouth started to twitch upwards a bit. Damnit, her smiles were too infectious for you to resist.
>A few seconds later and you and Pinkie where on the ground, sharing a laugh.
>”S-sorry Anon! I couldn’t help myself!”
“Don’t worry Pinkie, at least I got you back.”
>She gave you a confusing look before you returned the favor, taking the frosting you wiped off earlier and rubbing it on her face.
>Pinkie giggled at you, easily wiping off all of the frosting on her face with her tongue.
>You swore her tongue must have grown at least twice as long. She must have been hiding her horn somewhere in that poofy mane of hers, and used magic when you weren’t looking.
“..Anyways, how’s that party been going, Pinkie?”
>”Booooring. Until you showed up that is! Come on, let’s square dance!”
>Before you could protest, Pinkie already had a hoof locked around your own, and Polka music started to play from the nearby band.
>Oh, why not? Pinkie always was able to lighten your mood and make you enjoy even the little things, like when you would help her clean the shop up after a busy day.
”Boring, huh?”
>Pinkie nodded. “Yeah! All these ponies do is walk around, talking with each other! They really need to let loose, have a bit of fun and shake those flanks!”
>You gave out a laugh, Pinkie cocking her head to the side at that. “What’s so funny, mister?”
“Pinkie. This is..different than your usual type of parties.”
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>>43254359
>”Yeah, somep0ny in the crowd told me that. So I pulled out my DJ stereo and partied even harder! I don’t think any of the ponies liked it though..”
>She di- but where did she even get- Ugh, whatever. It’s Pinkie Pie. She never really knew how to tone things down, hold herself back a bit.
“Of course they didn’t. This is a more ‘delicate’ type of party. Ponies here just like to talk, have light conversations. Maybe a little bit to drink or eat, now and then.”
>Pinkie gave you a shocked expression, mouth falling open. “But..but that’s no party at all!”
>You laughed and nodded. Ponies with a lot money like this must not know how to let loose, be themselves. To you, it seemed like they were more robots than ponies.
“Yeah, I know. It’s weird, but this is how ponies like them have parties. This is how they relax. Here, let me show you. It isn’t all that bad.”
>The next several minutes were spent walking around with Pinkie, talking to a few of the fancy ponies. They seemed to be cautious of your companion at first, but you made sure she didn’t burst out into one of her usual antics.
>Pinkie did surprisingly well after you walked her through a couple steps, but it was obvious she wasn’t really interested in things like this.
>You wave goodbye to the last couple you were talking to, but stop when you hear Pinkie’s voice.
>”Anon..I don’t think..I can..”
>Wow. You take a good look at her face. Her eyeballs seemed like they were about to pop out of her head, and she was tapping the floor with a hoof whilst vibrating up and down peculiarly.
>”I can’t do this anymore! It’s too boring! I just..I have to PARTY!”
>Pinkie Pie set off like a rocket, fireworks literally exploding from her as she zipped around the room, throwing streamers, blowing horns, and raining confetti while playing Polka music the entire time.
>You facehoofed. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea, after all. Pinkie wasn’t really able to hold herself back. Well, at least nop0ny could say you didn’t try.
>Leaving the Canterlot ponies to deal with the Pinkie Pie’s newest mess, you head off to find the rest of your friends.
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>>43254360
>It took you a little while, but you finally spotted Rarity talking it up with a fancy looking prince.
>He certainly looked the part, like he came straight out of a movie. Flowing blond hair, blue eyes, tall, ect.
>When you came closer to the two of them, it sounded like they were having a less than great conversation, though.
>”You call that ‘thing’ a dress? Why, I’ve seen a better dress on one of those filthy commoner ponies.”
>”That ‘thing’?! Blueblood, you are simply just..just-“
“Pardon me, but may I ask your professional opinion on something, Prince Blueblood?”
>Blueblood. You had heard about him from a few stories Rarity had told you, but didn’t want to make your own opinion of him until you met him in person. Well, you have for only a few seconds, and she seemed to be right about him on everything.
>A smile played across your features as you went through your soon to be unfolded plans in your mind. Rarity had remained silent while you interrupted, but was still glaring daggers at the prince.
>The prince looked you up and down before addressing you with a small smile. “I suppose I have enough time, I wasn’t talking to anyp0ny important anyway. Go on.”
“What do you think about my suit? It was created by one of the best fashion designers I know. But what’s your opinion on it, Prince?”
>You noticed his smile grew a bit bigger every time you mentioned the ‘prince’ part of his title. If everything went as planned, it’d be wiped off of his face soon enough.
>Blueblood leaned in closer to you, inspecting your outfit. “My, my! This has to be one of the best suits I have seen, using only some of the finest silk. May I perhaps ask who made this for you and if I may..buy one of my own?”
“Of course! Just place an order with Rarity and she’ll be sure to make you one right away.”
>You and Rarity both gave him a sly grin before erupting into full blown laughter. Blueblood tried to stammer out a reply to you, but instead turned and held his head high, giving out a loud ‘Humph!’, before walking away.
>It took you both a few minutes, but you finally calmed down from you laughter. “Oh, I must thank you Anonymous, for handling that brute. I honestly can’t remember what I ever saw in him.”
“It was no problem, Rarity. Someone needed to put that jerk in his place. I think you’d be better off looking for a colt back in Ponyville anyways. The ponies here just think of themselves a little too highly. They’re a little..stuck up, y’know?”
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>>43254363
>Rarity blushed a bit but shrugged it off, thinking about what you said for a moment, her eyes on you the entire time. “A colt in Ponyville? I will think about it, darling. Now, why don’t we get to know each other a bit better over tea, hmm?”
>You nodded, walking with your friend over to the confections table and pouring her a cup once you reached it. Tea wasn’t exactly your ‘thing’, so you chose to stick with water.
>Rarity brang the cup lightly to her lips, taking a few ladylike sips. “Anonymous, you must simply go into further detail about your old life. It’s hard to get to know one when they refuse to talk about themselves.”
>That was true, you guess. Only Rainbow had really known a lot about you, and it was getting increasingly easier to talk about your past life.
>You had come to terms with it, being dead and all, stuck in a new world, unable to return.
>These ponies did have magic, and a lot of them were good at it too, but you doubted any of them even had the power to rip a hole through time and space, go through different dimensions, and be able to return you back to your world, safely at that.
>And even if they could, what then? You’d be returning back to a dead body. It killed you to admit it, but your time on Earth was done, whether you liked it or not.
“..Alright then. Let’s talk about my two girls. They were into fashion a lot like you.”
>Rarity and you carried on the conversation for about half an hour. Seems she was pretty interested in human fashion, and even liked a couple ideas you had for her.
>You weren’t particularly into fashion, but you remembered a few designs your daughters had shown to you.
>”I must say, Anonymous, your girls are really something! Fashion prodigies! When we get back to my shop, I must start working on these new ideas right away.
>A smile was brought to your lips at that. They were good at what they did, just like Rarity was. She even reminded you a bit of them..
“I’ll be sure to come over and help you, then. For now, I’m gonna go see what the others are up to. I hope you have a lovely night, Miss Rarity.”
>”You’re too kind to me, darling. I must repay you in someway..Oh! I have just the thing!”
>You gave her a confused look as she moved over to your side, but quickly changed to one of surprise when she gave you a light kiss on the cheek.
>Rarity gave you a grin as she went off into the night, to enjoy talking to the frivolous royal ponies around the cstle.
>You weren’t quite sure what to feel as you walked off; holding a hoof to the cheek Rarity had kissed.
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>>43254364
>”Hey Anon, what can ah do yah for?”
>Applejack happened to be next on your stop as you ran into her selling her apple related delicacies. You had to admit, she really went all out this time.
“Wow, you really went out of your way on these things! They all look good, AJ.”
>She grinned at you while tipping her hat. “Eeyup. Made sure of it this time, last ah was here all these fancy ponies didn’t want none of our ‘commoner’ food. Anyways, what do yah want, partner?”
>All of the fancy cakes and treats were appealing, but for you, it was a bit too over the top.
“I’ll just stick with an apple, thanks.”
>Applejack chuckled and tossed you an apple over the cart, which you caught in your hooves. “I knew yah would, sugarcube. Got a couple stashed in here.”
>You nodded your thanks and took a bit into the apple. The apples in the world were way better than the ones you had back on Earth. It didn’t make any sense to you, so you just chocked it up to magic.
“How’s the business been going so far? Got enough bits to retire your whole family yet, and more?”
>Applejack gave you a chortle, but shook her head. “Nope. It’s been a tad slow, but ahh guess ahh can’t complain.”
“Slow, huh? I think I can fix that..”
>She cocked an eyebrow at you as you stood up on two legs, taking a look over the crowd to find a certain somep0ny.
“..There he is. Don’t worry AJ, you’ll be swarmed with ponies when I’m done.”
>Applejack just gave you a confused look as you cut a small piece into one of her apple cakes and made your way into the crowd, after dropping back onto all fours. “Well, if yah say so, sugarcube..”
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>>43254367
>Rarity had also told you a bit about the pony you were heading too. Apparently, he had quite the influence on these Canterlot ponies. Everything he liked, everyp0ny else loved.
“Hello..Fancypants, right? Can I take just a moment of your time?”
>Fancypants turned away from his adoring crowd of mares, taking a look at you. “Yes, I am Fancypants. And I don’t see why not, chap. Lovely suit, by the way.”
“Thank you, sir. Now, my friend told me these cakes here are one of the best made in Equestria, but I’m not so sure. I see you’re a man of exquisite tastes, and wanted to get your opinion on it first.”
>You gave him a smile while you held the cake up to him. Fancypants looked you and the cake over one last time before giving you a nod. “Of course. Let us see what all this fuss is about.”
>He took the cake into his hooves and took a small bit into it. You could practically see his eyes light up as he did so, and he went back for more, finishing it in a few seconds.
>”I dare say, these ARE one of the most delicious cakes I have eaten in my entire life. Your friend seemed to be correct. Now, who made these delicious treats?”
>You pointed a hoof in Applejack’s direction. “That fabulous looking mare over there with the green cart?”
“Yup, that’s the on-“
>The crowd behind Fancypants rushed past you, all stopping in front of Applejack’s cart and practically waving bits at her to get some of her foods.
>Applejack waved her Stetson at you with a grin on her face and you returned it with a hoof, laughing as you made your way into the night. She was going to have a busy night ahead of her.
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>>43254369
>It took you sometime to find her out in the gardens, but all you had to do was follow the sound of somep0ny singing.
>You push a branch aside and stepped under it, and sure enough, there was Fluttershy. She seemed to be singing at some nearby trees with birds in it, but they didn’t seem to want to come out and just ignored her.
“Hey Flutters, no luck with the animals yet?”
>Fluttershy flinched a bit when you talked, but calmed down when she noticed it was just you. “O-oh. Hey Anonymous. No, I’m not having any luck at all..”
>That was strange. Usually, Fluttershy was the best pony you knew with animals, but these ones seemed to be shyer than she was.
>Her eyes started to tear up. “I-I just wanted to see the Meddowlarks and the Wallaroos..but I don’t think they want to see me..”
>Oh god, no. You don’t think you could handle a crying Fluttershy. C’mon Anon, think..
“Wait, Fluttershy! I think I might know something that can do the trick.”
>Fluttershy looked up at you with hope in her eyes. “You do? But I thought you weren’t any good with animals, Anon..”
>That was true. You were never really good with any animals. Hell, you couldn’t even afford to keep one long-term, but you did learn a thing or two from someone who was good with them.
>She even reminded you of Fluttershy, in a way, and you don’t think your heart could handle seeing her cry.
“I picked up a few things from somep0ny that was. I haven’t done this in a long, long time, so it might take a moment.”
>Fluttershy silently watched you as you pursed your lips, trying to get the tune you had in mind perfectly.
>How long since you had heard it? Ten years? Possibly more? Your heart felt heavy as you started to whistle, but you didn’t stop.
>The whole garden seemed to fall silent, all ears were on you. The notes sounded a bit off, but that was okay, you were never great at doing it as she was.
> The sound could only be described by one word, beautiful. The whole thing was bittersweet to you. A rush of memories that you had pushed somewhere in the back of your mind came flooding over you as you finished it up.
>Flocks of birds had circled around you and Fluttershy as you wrapped it up, along with a few spider monkeys, Wallaroos, and other exotic creatures.
>”Wow! That was amazing, Anonymous! I never knew you could do something like that before. Who did you learn to whistle like that from?”
>You gave Fluttershy a smile, still trying to keep your appearance up, but inside you were hurting. You thought you had moved on, you wished you had, but a small part of you still clung on to her, like sand falling through your fingers.
“Just a friend, Shy. A friend I didn’t get to spend nearly enough time with…Excuse me, I gotta..head to the bathroom. I’ll see you later.”
>You quietly exited the gardens as Fluttershy and her new friends whistled back the tune you had taught them, the sounds freshly echoing in your ears.
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>>43254372
>The night finally started to die down a bit as you made your way up to the stairs where Celestia and Twilight had been talking. Looks like all the ponies had shown up for the party, and they had all been greeted.
>Even with what Luna had told you, the sun goddess resting her eyes on you still unsettled you, making you a little nervous.
“Hey there Princess, hello Twilight. I hope I’m not interrupting anything?”
>Twilight shook her head. “No, we were just talking about the times I’ve spent in Ponyville and things I’ve learned, stuff like that.”
>At least Twilight didn’t need help with anything. All she wanted to do was spend time with her teacher, Celestia.
>They continued the conversation where they left it off at, talking about advanced magics with each other. You would have tried to include yourself in it, but all of it went way over your head.
>You let them keep on talking for a several minutes afterwards, but you had to interrupt them at some point. You needed to talk with Celestia.
“Celestia, if it’s not too troublesome, may I have a word with you? Alone?”
>She gave you a nod and the room was soon evacuated, guards and all, including Twilight. You had to do a bit of persuading with her, but she still left all the same.
>”Want did you want to speak about, Anonymous?”
“Well, I..I know that you don’t exactly trust me, heck, you might be even a little afraid of me, but I want to convince you that I’m not a threat. That I’m just a regular..pony, like everyone else.”
>Celestia narrowed her eyes at you, taking in what you said. “I see Luna has had a few words with you. Afraid of you? No, I am just worried about my subjects, and the elements. My ponies.”
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>>43254375
>”And you are NOT just a regular pony, the fact remains that you are quite unique. One of a kind. I also do not know what you are capable of, as you are not of this world.”
“Capable of? I’m harmless! I wouldn’t hurt anyp0ny! If I wanted to do that, I would have joined the changelings at my execution, but I turned them down. Or do you not remember?”
>”That was..necessary. I fear history will repeat itself, and there will be a war upon us soon. I had to make absolutely sure you were not just using them, and they trusted you.”
“Why are you still watching me, then? I’ve seen your guards around. I am not your enemy, Celestia.”
>Celestia’s face got closer to your own. It was..intimidating, to say the least.
>”No. You are your own. I’m sure my sister has already filled you in on the details of it. You’re a bomb, Anonymous, waiting to explode. How long until you give into your own desires? Greed, power?
“I..I wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyp0ny. Even if it meant ending myself, I would do it.”
>Celestia drew back when you said that. You guess she hadn’t been expecting an answer like that. “We shall see about that. Now, is that all, or did you want to talk with me about something else.”
“..No, that was all. Bye, princess.”
>You didn’t even bother to bow like you had done with Luna. Instead, you just hurriedly left the room right away, passing by a Twilight Sparkle.
>”Well? How did your talk go with the Princess?”
“It was..okay. I don’t really want to talk about it that much. We’ll talk later back at Ponyville, alright?”
>Twilight gave you a nod and you left her to be alone with her teacher. You needed to calm your nerves a bit, relax.
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>>43254377
>It was late into the evening now, some ponies even heading back to their homes.
>You make your way through the crowd to reach Rainbow, who’s waving off the Wonderbolts as they make their way into the starry, night sky.
“Get in with them yet?”
>Dash dropped her head and turned it to the right to look at you, a frown on her face. “Nah, I tried to get a few words in with them, but they’re famous ponies after all. Everyp0ny wanted to talk with them.”
“So it was a lot like last time, huh? Don’t worry Rainbow, I know you’ll get in with them someday. You’re the best flyer in Equestria! They’ll see it, just like I do.”
>She gave you a grin at that. “Duh! Of course I am, it’s just a matter of time. I just gotta be patient…which I suck at.”
You chuckled, to which you got a hoof to your side. “I’m serious, Anon! I don’t think I can wait any longer! It’s killing me!”
“I know, I know, but you just have to wait. I’ll help you get in, and I’ll be there for you when you do.”
>Rainbow looked up into your eyes. “Promise?”
>You rubbed her mane a bit with a hoof, chuckling.
“Yeah, promise. I always keep my word. Besides the Wonderbolts, how’s the night been going? Boring?”
>She gave you a nod. “Yeah, way boring. But..I know something that could help make my night a lot better.”
>You quirked an eyebrow at her, but you already had a good idea on what it was.
“Oh? And what would that be?”
>Rainbow Dash gave you a shy smile and led you through a few rooms, eventually ending up in the ballroom.
>The room was huge with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, huge windows on each side to let the moonlight in, and a nice classical orchestra playing on the stage.
>There were already several pony couples about, dancing with one another. You saw Dash open her mouth to speak, but you stopped her by raising up a hoof.
“No, I’ll ask you. I want this to feel as real as possible. Alright…Rainbow Dash, may I have this dance?”
>You knew it was a little corny, but you didn’t care.
>Rainbow gave you a small nod and, even in the darkened room, you could tell she was blushing lightly. “Y-yeah. Let’s..”
>You led her down to the dance floor with her hoof in yours. When you reached it, you both put a hoof on each other’s shoulder, head on the other one.
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>>43254379
>It was a bit hard to get into at first, but you both got into a good rhythm, moving your hooves to the beat.
>The both of you kept your eyes on each other the entire time. You had never really noticed before, but when her mane hit the moonlight, it shown brilliantly, like a rainbow of its own.
>You drew back a bit, and couldn’t help getting a little lost in those rose colored eyes of hers, but snapped out of it at the end of the dance.
>There was a strange kind of feeling going on in your chest, one you couldn’t quite put your finger on. You hadn’t felt something like it in years..
>You participated in a couple more dances with Rainbow, just enjoying each other’s company during the night.
>It had to end at one point though, you and Dash finishing up your last dance for the night. It was getting late and it seemed like the Gala was finally drawing to a close, ponies leaving to head back to their homes. Rainbow’s voice stopped you from leaving, though.
>”..Hey, Anon. Can I..ask you something before we head out?”
“Sure, Rainbow. You can ask me anything. We practically live together, I don’t mind.”
>She gave out a little laugh and rubbed the back of her neck with a hoof, but you could tell she was nervous. “Yeah..right. I was just..wondering, y’know…How do you f-“
>You both broke apart, jumping at the sudden noise coming from the main room of the castle. “What was that?!”
“I don’t know..it sounded like somep0ny fell and broke something. C'mon, let’s check it out!”
>Rainbow and you sprinted ahead, rushing towards the source of the noise. You had a bad feeling about this, especially after seeing the few ponies who were still in the castle running away from the noise, and the guards towards it..
>The doors were already open for you two when you arrived, the both of you halting at the sight ahead.
>There were several guards in the room, along with all the other Elements, all looking at Celestia.
>She was on the floor, unconscious, with blood slowly pooling around her head.
>Along with..
>”Anonymous. I told you we would meet again.”
>None other than the Queen of the Changelings stood before you, Sillis, a hoof settled on Celestia’s head.
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>>43254382
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>Sillis. You knew you were going to confront her at some point in time, but why did it have to be now?
“You. What are you doing here?!”
>She gave out a shrill laugh. “Oh, many reasons. I suppose the simplest one would be revenge for being thrust out into the badlands. Thousands of our people died out there, starvation and sickness taking them..but we have survived. And have returned.”
>It was hard not to feel pity for them. The changelings corrupted by something they couldn’t control, and then banished and left to die because of it.
>But they were threatening your home. Your new home. And if their plan of revenge played out like you thought it would, everyp0ny you knew would be dead.
>Sillis grew a cruel smile on her face. “And now we will return the favor to the ponies you love and care for so much, Anonymous. The ones left alive after this, anyways.”
>Damnit! Why did it have to be like this? You didn’t want to hurt any of them, even if they had ill intentions in store for you and your friends.
>Luna abruptly entered the room, quietly focusing on the situation as her own personal guards following behind her hooves.
“Sillis, please! It doesn’t have to be like this anymore, changelings and ponies at each others throats. We can work something out, have things go back to the way they used to be!”
>The queen stared at you for a moment, the smile quickly changing to that of a sad frown. “..No. It is far too late for that now. A long time ago I might have accepted your offer, but millenniums in those forsaken badlands have changed us. The time for peace is over.”
“Then at least leave! I..I don’t want to have to fight you. Any of you..”
>Sillis chuckled at you. “Even if we did leave, we would be hunted down and executed for what I’ve done to the ponies’ precious princess.”
>She looked you over with a questioning glance. “And fight us? You are STILL foolish enough to side with these ponies? They tried to kill you, Anonymous. If it were not for my intervening, you would not be standing here right now.”
“That…That isn’t true! I was never in any true danger! My friends would have saved me.”
>Sillis raised an eyebrow at that. “Really now? Don’t be so delusional, your so called ‘friends’ are just using you. They were saving you for the wrong reasons, unlike me.”
>”They might have been able to reach you in time, but have you ever stopped to think Anonymous, what if they hadn’t?”
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>>43254406
>You knew Sillis was just trying to play you, make you doubt yourself and your friends..but it was stating to work, the littlest bit of doubt was starting to edge its way into your mind.
“Then…I’m sure Celestia would have stepped in and-“
>”HA! You think Celestia would have saved you? The sun goddess isn’t exactly known for her sympathy of changelings, even a half one such as yourself. She would have let you hang and be happy about it, too. Here, I’ll even let you ask her yourself..”
>Sillis leaned down, talking directly into Celestia’s ear as she pushed around her head, trying to wake her up. “Oh Celestia! Your audience awaits you, and it would be so rude as to make them wait. Such a sleepy head.”
>Luna let out a growl as Sillis took a hoof away from the princess’ head, letting it splash back into the small puddle of blood oozing around her. Rainbow and her friends remained silent, but you could see the looks of anger spread across their faces.
>”How uncouth. You really have to improve your manner’s Celestia, and I think I know just the thing that will do it.”
>Sillis shot a bolt of magic into her side, making Celestia’s head bolt up, face contorted in pain as she screamed out.
>”There we are! Finally awake, Celestia. I thought we had lost you for a moment there. We can’t have that, now can we?”
>She chuckled to he8rself as Celestia glared. “And don’t try any funny stuff, or I’ll break that pretty little horn of yours off.”
>As if to put emphasis on it, Sillis moved a hoof over to Celestia’s horn, putting a bit of pressure on it which caused her to wince. “Hmm. What were we talking about? ..Oh, yes. Anon’s execution.”
>The changeling queen pushed Celestia’s face over to you, a look of surprise played out across her face. “Go on Anonymous, I’ll give you the honor.”
>The air in the room was thick as you stared back into Celestia’s eyes, trying to think of the right words to say. Everyone was staring at you; even the guards in the room threw a couple glances your way.
“..Is..is she telling the truth? If they hadn’t come to my rescue, and if Sillis hadn’t shown up..would you really have let me die?”
>Dead silence. Nop0ny dared to talk while Celestia tried to find the right words to say to you.
>After a few long minutes of silence, she started to open her mouth to speak.
>“I will not lie to you, Anonymous.” Her eyes focused on yours as she spoke, never breaking contact. Not once.
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>>43254411
>Despite the circumstances, Celestia was talking to you like she had done this a million times over, as if you were just a guest over for dinner.
>”Yes. If Sillis hadn’t shown up, and if the elements had failed to rescue you, I would have let you hang.”
>Sillis’ mouth formed into a smug smile, while you and the elements stared at Celestia with shock and disbelief. All you could do was mutter out the only word that came to mind.
“..Why?”
>”Why? You are a changeling, Anonymous. That should be enough reason in itself.”
>That..That was her reason? Because you were a stupid CHANGELING?
>Your felt your face flush, contorting into one of pure anger. For several moments you stayed like that, unmoving, doing your best to hold back yourself.
>Twilight was the first to break the silence. “But princess..I’ve spent time with Anonymous. He’s not..he isn’t evil! Even if he IS part changeling..”
>To Twilight’s surprise, her mentor gave out a short laugh at what she had said. “You do not understand the true nature of the changelings, Twilight. They do not feel. Not like us. They love and care for no one, not even each other. They-“
>Sillis covered Celestia’s mouth with a hoof. “Don’t you see, Anonymous? This is the princess all these ponies look up to, who leads them!”
>”I will give you another chance to come back to us. Come, be by my side and we will rule over these ponies! We will have retribution for the injustices the ponies have done to us!”
>She smiled at you, holding out a hoof towards your direction. You felt your head start to tighten, and suddenly the proposition become more alluring than it should have been to you.
>It was almost as if your hooves started to move on their own, as you suddenly found yourself slowly inching your way over towards her.
>You came to a stop in front of Celestia as Sillis gave you a warm smile. “And you will be the first to have your retribution, Anon. Kill the sun goddess, and you will truly become one of us!”
>A hot, stinging pain hit you, filling your mind. It was as if the anger you had for the princess had suddenly just amplified.
>Deep down, you knew you wanted this. She had wronged you, tried to take you away from your new life and friends. If given another chance, she’d try and kill you again!
>Now Celestia wouldn’t have that chance. You could see the sadness in her eyes as you brang a hoof above her head, but also some anger.
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>>43254416
>She hated you, you could feel it. It wasn’t for anything you had done, it was just for being. Existing. You dropped the hoof you had in the air down towards the sun goddesses head.
>”Anon, wait!” It was Rainbow. You felt your whole body stiffen and you stopped, hoof merely centimeters from connecting with Celestia’s head.
>”Just think for a minute about what she’s saying! You’re better than this, Anon. I know you’re better than this! This..this isn’t the Anon I know.”
>Her voice broke through your hazy mind, moving through all thoughts of anger. It was as if your thoughts had suddenly become clearer and you could think straight again.
>You shook your head to try and your clear thoughts more while remembering what Luna had told you about Sillis having a ‘hold’ of sorts on her minions. For whatever reason, it must work on you too.
>The changeling queen frowned as you took a step back from her, dropping your hoof to the floor. “What are you doing, Anonymous? You heard what Celestia had said. She nearly killed you, for just being what you are!”
“Don’t you think I know that? I don’t like her, and what she did was cruel and evil, but I don’t want to kill her.”
>Sillis scowled as you took another step backwards. “Then why?! Why side with those ponies after what they did to you? Tell me!”
“My friends, Sillis. They’re not using me, and even they were, I don’t care. I’ve only been in this world for a small time, but they’ve already made it feel like home.”
“I feel sorry for you, for everything that has happened to you and your changelings, for all the misdeeds done against your race. I am truly sorry, but I can’t let you do this. These ponies..my friends. I can’t let you hurt them.”
>You stood tall at the end of your little speech, trying to look brave as you stared into Sillis’ deep, hateful eyes. You could practically feel the anger pouring out of her from where you were.
>”Even he wishes your defeat, changeling queen! There is no way you ca-“
>The entire room is filled with a loud crack as Sillis buries her back hooves into Celestia’s head, knocking it against the already blood-stained floor.
>Her chest heaved in and out. Good. Celestia wasn’t dead, but she was definitely not getting up again in that shape.
>Your gaze fell back onto Sillis, noticing the green fire practically pouring out of her presence. “No! You WILL listen to my demands Anonymous; No one defies the changeling queen! I will make you kill your friends, and then the princesses will be next!”
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>>43254420
>As soon as she finished her sentence, you felt your body stiffen and lock up, that familiar hazy feeling flooding back into you mind, but it seemed so much more worse now than it ever had been.
>You tried to move, do anything, but it was no use. Your body was now no longer your own.
“What the hell..are you doing to me?”
>”What I should have done from the very beginning.”
>You felt your body twist on its own, turning around to meet the faces of your startled friends. Even with you using every bit of strength and willpower you had, it only slowed you down. All you were now was just Sillis’ puppet.
>It was agony fighting against the changeling queen’s grip, like your head was in a vice grip and every time you tried to break free of her control, it only squeezed harder.
>Rainbow took a step back from you, but you took another towards. “A..Anon?”
>The strain of fighting against Sillis was starting to get to you, clenching your teeth in pain. She was strong – stronger than you.
“I can’t..fight her..too strong..just..run!”
>Dash froze in place, wide-eyed as you rose up a hoof and slammed it into her jaw. She careened backwards, falling onto her side, and you moved onto her just as fast, dropping another hoof into the side of her head.
>You could practically hear the pops and cracks as you did so. “W-..wait! Anon, please! You can fight he-“
>Rainbow didn’t have enough time to finish her pleading as you shoved a strong hoof into her gut. She coughed up blood, most of it spraying over your face.
>Horrid. That was one word to describe what you were doing. No matter how much you begged, no matter how much you fought, it was useless. Sillis was pulling all the strings.
>And now she was going to make you kill the first friend you ever had in this world. Flashbacks of memories washed over you, remembering all those flights you and Rainbow had together, all those dances, the late nights you two spent together alone.
>You felt yourself start to tear up as you brought your hoof up again. This was different than it was with Celestia. Dash actually cared about you and you her. You practically spent all of your time in Equestria with this mare.
>The sound echoed throughout the main hall as you brought down the final blow. The marble floor cracked beneath the force of your hoof.
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>>43254423
>”That was a might bit close, Twi!”
>Rainbow let out a gasp, still alive, as Twilight had moved her to the side with her magic, just before your blow had connected.
>Twilight and the others stood in front of you, blocking you from reaching Rainbow. Why? Why didn’t they just run?
>”Sillis is just controlling you, Anon! You have to fight her, get control back over your body!”
>You shook your head. Sillis had you in her grasp, and you were too weak to break way from it.
“I tried, Twilight. She’s too strong. Just..just run, go somewhere safe! Get everyp0ny out of Ponyville and leave!”
>Despite your words, they continued to get closer to you. “No Anonymous, this is our fight too. It doesn’t matter that Sillis is stronger than you; you have friends to help you. Remember?”
>The five circled around you, drawing close to you. Rainbow soon joined them, standing up shakily, but made her way over to you. “Don’t leave me out of this!”
“What are you..?”
>The six mares drew into you, their bodies connecting with yours. They were so..warm.
>It was a strange feeling, but it was as if something was flowing into you from them, once again clearing your mind.
>Whatever they were doing, it was definitely working. You felt your body start to loosen as you gained control of it, having blown away any influences Sillis had over you.
>They all drew back from you, smiles on their faces. You tried to return it, but ended up giving a sad frown after seeing what you had fully done to Dash.
“I’m so sorry, Rainbow. I didn’t..I wasn’t-“
>She brought her body into yours once more, giving you a hug. “Don’t be. That wasn’t you, it wasn’t your fault..now let’s return the favor to the pony it was!”
>You broke apart, each of you staring down Sillis. She met all of your gazes, unflinching.
>“You are weak, relying on each other to overcome obstacles. I will show you true power; the power only changelings can posses! This castle will be mine, and then your precious Ponyville!”
>Luna stepped forward while all the guards started to encircle her. “No, that is where you are wrong, changeling. We ponies might rely on each other, but that only makes us stronger. This allows us to live in harmony together, and defend it from anyone who seeks to destroy that harmony!”
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>>43254426
>She stomped her hoof to emphasize the point, but it only made the changeling queen chuckle, smug grin resting on her face.
>“And that is why the white one is laying on the floor, and I am not. You are all fools, but do not worry, it will all end soon enough. I might even let one or two of you live to work in the mines.”
>The grin she was holding only grew bigger as the guards drew closer. Her horn flashed green, but it only lasted for a second. What the hell was she..?
>Nearly more than half of the guards turned on the others. Most of the guards were able to jump back and get away, but a few already had fangs buried deep in their necks.
>The changeling guards drew back, flashing a brilliant green flame as they changed back to their usual forms.
>This was bad. The real fighting hadn’t even started and you were already outnumbered.
>Sillis’ laughed pierced through the hall, echoing through the castle. “Now don’t you see? This will be a one-sided fight, with all the advantages in my hooves. For such a long time I have been preparing for this day.”
>Her eyes settled on you, making a shiver run down your back. “And I owe it all to you, Anonymous. If not for you, this plan would have never worked. Even if you are against me, you are still working with us, in a way.”
>”At least you weren’t completely useless. I knew letting you roam around Ponyville would be a good idea. I can practically feel it from here, all those emotions you’ve absorbed during your time here..”
>Sillis seemed to breathe in; drinking in the emotions you’ve collected during your time in Equestria. It didn’t hurt, but it felt definitely felt wrong, as if a piece from you was being taken away. When it was over, you couldn’t help but feel as if your emotions were now a bit more..dull.
>”Mmm. My magic was starting to get a little bland. Truly, Anonymous, you are my greatest creation. Changelings cannot take emotions from one another, but you are the exception to that.”
>”Even though you are against me, in the end, you still helped bring about the destruction and death of your friends. Perhaps you will find some penance in knowing that.”
>You knew she was just trying to push your buttons, get you angry, but it was definitely working. You were fuming.
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>>43254429
>Sillis leaned down, hissing into Celestia’s ear. “Don’t worry princess, I haven’t forgotten about you. Now what shall I do to you..Ah, yes! I know just the thing!”
>She grabbed a hold onto Celestia with a hoof as her jaws popped, allowing her mouth to open wider than they should have been able to. She spinned the sun goddess, encasing her in a dark green webbing as the sickly green thread shot out of her mouth, much like a spider would have.
>When she was finished, Sillis lifted the sac up, sticking it onto the ceiling so it would not get in the way, and then turned to look at you and the elements.
>”Oh, and don’t even think about going for those horrid elements.” She stomped a hoof, and with a wave of her horn, the main hall door was blocked by a wall of green fire. “I am not dull; many of my changelings are blocking them off as I speak. I have put nearly everything into consideration for this battle.”
>Twilight cursed. It seems that had been your last chance to avoid a huge fight. You were more worried about the girls than anything else.
>Had they killed before? They had fought the changelings before, but it sounded more like a joke than an actual fight, with Pinkie blasting changelings with a party cannon.
>No. You would handle it. You, Luna and the guards would get your hooves dirty. There was no need for them to do that, even if the things you were fighting were essentially just feeling less drones.
>It seemed like ages, both sides staring each other in anticipation for the incoming battle. Each side waiting on the other to make the first move.
>One of the royal guards was the first to act, charging ahead with other guards behind him to meet the changelings dead-on.
>You and the elements brang up the rear, while Sillis and Luna took to the air. At first it seemed like you would win, the changelings didn’t seem that skilled in combat, but as their numbers started to dwindle more burst through the windows, quickly surrounding you.
>Whatever skill they lacked in combat, they definitely made up for in numbers. This was going to take longer than you had hoped it would.
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>>43254433
>Foolish. You were foolish to believe you even had a chance to win. You’d all be lucky if you were even alive after this.
>The fighting turned to hell quickly, changelings and ponies biting and kicking at each other, some shooting off bolts of magic at each other while others took to the air.
>At first it seemed like you would have won, but the changelings quickly threw away any hope you had left.
>Sillis must have brought every single changeling she had at her disposal. It certainly seemed that way.
>You hardly dented their numbers. The only thing you were accomplishing was wearing yourselves down. The fighting had taken a toll on yourself, deep scratches and scorch marks from magic littering your body.
>Only you and Luna where left standing, but she looked even worse for wear than you had. Sillis looked practically unscathed, but the fight with Luna had taken a lot of stamina from her.
>Not that it mattered, you and the moon goddess were back to back, staring at the encircling wave of changelings as you tried to catch your breath.
>The changelings fought dirty, aiming a blow whenever the opportunity presented itself, whether it was a scratch, a bite here and there, or a jab.
>The elements had lasted longer than you had thought they would have, but they couldn’t have kept fighting forever. Exhaustion wore them down, slowly, just like it was doing to you.
>At least they weren’t dead. The changelings seemed content with them being unconscious, focusing on anyone still up and fighting instead, which would be you and Luna.
>A path parted through the wave of changelings in front of you. Luna never saw it coming, the bolt fired from Sillis’ horn striking her in the back of her head.
>She dropped next to you, a loud thump echoing throughout the room. You slumped to the ground as the changelings made their advances towards you.
>Failure. It hurt, not that you were going to die once again, but that these ponies that you had come to love would be. Sure, they had flaws, but humanity had much worse ones.
>You knew you were going to die and then, at that moment, you felt it. A whisper. Not from someone around you, but it was..inside of you.
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>>43254436
>It was faint, but you heard it. It told you of power, power that you so very much needed to protect these ponies you loved.
>Luna’s warning danced around in your mind, but you threw it aside. If it meant saving them, then you would gladly take any consequence for it thrown your way.
>You breathed in, taking any and all emotions around you. They were faint at first, but you could feel them, and you kept tugging, bringing more into you.
>It was strange, as if you could..’taste’ the emotions going into you. Most of them came from the mane six, but you felt something coming from Luna too. Odd.
>Now you concentrated your mind again, thinking of yourself as a unicorn. It was the only plan you had, the last shot at survival.
>This time it was different. You don’t know if it was because of your exhaustion and injuries, but the horn piercing through your skull seemed more painful than any other time before.
>A green light shined around your horn, the light growing and magnifying as your horn finished. But you didn’t stop there, you continued to grasp at any emotions, doing anything to just make your magic that much stronger.
>All the magic in the air and room from the previous fighting seemed to spark something inside of you, igniting the dormant magic power lying within you.
>It practically tripled the glowing around your horn, startling the changelings around you. They started to double back away from you as sparks started to shoot off from your horn.
>You had little to no control over the magic rising off of you, but that didn’t matter. All you had to do was point at something and shoot, that much you could do thanks to Twilight’s teachings.
>The changelings parted, making a path for you as you made your way over to Sillis, who was watching you with an amused expression. “You really think you can beat ME? Queen of changelings? An alicorn? Fool. You might be able to do a bit of magic, but it cannot compare to the real thing.”
>”Now minions, finish him! End his pathetic life!”
>For whatever reason, they didn’t attack you. It was as if they were scared of you, or more so of the magic sparking off of you. The only thing they did was back away from you more.
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>>43254440
>”..Useless. All of you! Useless! Fine then, I will finish this myself!”
>A dull green light encased her horn. It didn’t look as strong as when the fighting had first started, like she was finally starting to wear down.
>You could see her strain, but she was able to pull off the spell nonetheless. A green spout of flamed washed over you. The magic seemed to make it cling to your body, burning at your skin and hair.
>It hurt, flesh bubbling and boiling, the flame eating away at your skin, but you didn’t dare stop. You continued to feed emotions into yourself, even the negative ones, anything that could make your spell just a bit stronger.
>It had to be strong enough, you had to be sure that no matter what, Sillis did not walk away from this. That could not happen.
>A hint of fear flashed across Sillis’ eyes as you dragged your hoofs across the marble floor, the fire so intense that it burned you hooves, leaving behind blackened goo from every step you took.
>She backed into a wall as you drew closer. She was too tired to use any more magic, or be able to fly away. Pure terror and panic light up her face. “What the buck..are you?”
>You felt a small smile spread across your face, even as your body screamed at you in agony, telling you to stop. You didn’t listen.
>Aiming the horn at Sillis’ cowering form, you readied all of your magic to fire off at once.
>A voice echoed out behind you, making you hesitate for a moment. You knew it was one of the elements, but your ears were so burnt that you couldn’t hear properly, and even if you wanted to see who it was, your eyes were practically bubbling in their sockets.
>No, instead you focused on the changeling in front of you. This had to end. If she escaped, then everything would repeat itself over and over, until one side fell.
>This way, you were making sure that side wasn’t yours.
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>>43254441
>You dropped to a knee, capping the spell off. Your body was giving out, life leaving you, but you pushed forwards anyways, forcing yourself with pure will to drive on. Not even death would stop you from saving your friends.
>The spell shot off and out of your horn, colliding into Sillis’ chest. Besides her eyes bulging, nothing happened for a moment. The spell seemed to have wrapped around her, and then was absorbed into her.
>You dropped to another knee. You had..failed. But how? What went wrong?
>It was subtle at first, and hard to tell because you could barely see, but Sillis was..burning. At least on the inside.
>It started from her hooves up, body slowly disintegrating into something that resembled ash. She gave you one last glance, and it was hard to tell what the look on her face was, but it seemed like..peace?
>The ash fell into itself, scattering around the floor. Now that was all that was left of her.
>You fell forward, body dropping onto the ground. Finished. It was over.
>The dull thudding in your chest started to slow down as you closed your eyes. It hurt to leave these ponies you called friends, but your time, as short as it may be, was over. You were never meant to be here anyway.
>Maybe it was a magical experiment gone wrong, maybe when you were dead someone had pulled your soul away and put it in this body, or maybe someone had just seen fit to give you a second chance at life again.
>Whatever the case, did it truly matter? At least you’d be leaving this world a better place. Maybe it was better that way, that you were dieing anyway.
>The thudding in your chest stopped. The changelings in the room, with their queen gone and no real objective in sight, fly out and away from the castle, returning to their homes in the badlands.
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>>43254441
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>The spell finishes, and you aim your horn directly at Sillis. This was it. You were going to kill Sillis and save your friends’ lives.
>But then..why were you hesitating? She threatened you, threatened friends you care about. There was no doubt in your mind that she was going to go through with whatever she had planned if you did not stop her.
>If that was so, then why couldn’t you bring yourself to kill her?
>The spell around your horn fizzled out as you dropped onto the ground, exhausted.
>You couldn’t bring yourself to kill her. No matter how hard you willed yourself to, you were not a killer.
>Sillis’ confused eyes stared into yours as you raggedly breathed in and out. “What are you..why didn’t..?”
>All you could manage was a short, hacking laugh. The nerves in your skin were so burned that you didn’t even feel it.
>Deep down, you pitied the changelings. It was not their fault for what had happened to their race. Not entirely.
>What the ponies had done to them was wrong, banishing them. Had they even tried to help the changelings?
>Maybe they just needed to be shown a bit of compassion. Needed someone who would show them back onto the right path.
>You start to close your eyes. That spell must have taken more out of you than you thought..
>Sillis stared at your body, even as it stilled. She felt something flutter in her body. She had not felt something like this in a very long, long time. Was this feeling..regret?
>Sillis shot out her wings, grabbing a hold of your body with a hoof. She launched out into the night sky, shattering through one of the castle windows. Her strength was next to non-existent at this point, but she flew on anyways.
>”Why didn’t you just kill me, you fool?”
>The changelings poured out of the window, following behind her. They were confused at her actions, but didn’t argue. Sillis was their queen, after all.
>But why was she heading toward the badlands?
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>>43254442
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>Finally. It was over. Your time was over.
>Your life might not have been the longest, but you did your best to live it. On Earth and Equestria.
>Family. Friends. If only you could have spent more time with them all. It seems as though fate had another plan for you.
>Rest. That’s what you needed to do. Your life, or rather lives, had been full of hardships and tough times. It was as if someone was punishing you for a misdeed you had never committed.
>But that was all over now. Your life, it was over. Now it was time to enjoy the rest you greatly needed.
>”Anon..”
>That voice. It had been over a few decades since you had heard that voice..
>Your eyes bolted open, meeting with a sight that made you gasp. Her. Your wife.
“Are you…are you real?”
>She simply smiled, holding out a hand towards you. She was bathed in a white light, dressing in flowing white garbs. How? Why?
>”Come with me, Anon.”
>It didn’t matter, those questions. Here she was, in front of you once again.
>You pushed against the darkness wrapped around you and with every step you took, the smell of lilacs seemed to flood your senses.
>Nearly there. Warmth flooded into your body, barely a couple feet away from her. Together. You’d finally be together again. Sadly..
>It was not meant to be.
>Your body jolted, and then you were falling down into the deep, dark nothingness of the abyss that surrounded you.
>You could still see her, looking down at you with a sad frown on her face. It virtually tore your heart in half again.
>”Why are you leaving me again, Anon?”
>The smell of lilacs faded, as did the warmth surrounding your body. Instead, it was replaced by the smell of disinfectants and cold air coming out from the whirring air conditioners in the room.
>You opened your eyes once again, letting out a heavy sigh as you did. So close. You had been so close. She had been right there, standing in front of you..
>One of the hands holding onto yours clenches tighter, and you hear a small gasp to your side.
>”Daddy?”
>You smiled at your daughter, wiping off one of the tears rolling down her cheek with a hand. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all.
“Shh, I’m back now. Daddy’s back.”
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>>43254452
>It’s been quite some time now since the ‘incident’ at the hospital.
>The doctors, hell, everyone was surprised that you were perfectly healthy and alive after you woke up.
>You were definitely dead, the machines hooked up to you making sure that you were.
>But there you were, walking around the hospital like nothing had happened.
>They said they had never seen anything like it, the doctors. They ran a number of tests on you and it turned out that your cancer had somehow mysteriously disappeared.
>A miracle. That’s what they said. There was no other way to explain a dead man suddenly waking up.
>Whatever the case, you didn’t care. You were just happy to be with your girls again. Man, had you missed them.
>But that brought a question to your mind. Was that time spent in Equestria even real? It certainly felt real, and you remembered all your time you had spent there, but how could you be sure?
>You had heard stories of how people had died, and then woke up like you, talking about how they met ‘God’ or something.
>Whether that was real or not, you were happy that you were able to protect the ponies in your last moments.
>They were safe, that was all you cared about. Hell, it might have been a good thing that you had died. You were definitely not supposed to be there in the first place.
>You wheezed, hacking into your now frail hands. Time had really done a number on you.
>Life was leaving you, but this time was different. You were simply just dieing, having run out of time in this world.
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>>43254453
>You had not spent your new time in vain, either. Everyday after you had woken up in the hospital you spent making your daughter’s dreams come true.
>And so they had. They flourished in front of your very eyes, becoming adults and achieving the dreams they had always wished for since they were small.
>The two had become very popular, selling their clothing to places like Broadway, Hollywood, and even more.
>Your daughters had also become very rich, but that didn’t worry you. The only reason they were interested in fashion was for the fashion, not the money included with it.
>And you were right not to worry; they ended up giving away most of the money to charities and whatnot.
>That was all you had ever wanted in your life, for their dreams to come true.
>Now here you were, on your death bed. Your daughters were kneeling next to the side of the bed, holding your hand in theirs. It reminded you a lot of the hospital.
>They had both grown up, each having their own families now.
>You never did end up re-marrying. The woman you once loved, still loved, could never have been replaced. To you, she was still with you. In your heart.
>Resting your head against the pillow on your bed, you sigh contently. This time was much different than the last. You were happy.
“The park..tomorrow, let’s take a break and just have a nice stroll around the park. Your mother..she always loved the strolls we had together..”
>A smile rested on your face, even as you passed on. Your two daughters shared one with you, but theirs were sadder.
>”Yeah..we would like that a lot, Dad..”
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>"Zecora, my grief at my position has grown bigger, ever since I became a zigger."
>"My thick lips and rhyming quips do little to fix this crap, because my stupid striped ass can only speak in rap."
>"I fear there will never be a fix for my situation, just as you ziggers fear job applications."
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>>43255054
>Anon looks down at himself in horror, lifting his striped forelegs into view
>Zecora nervously smiles, but before she can say anything
>Anon begins to smile, much wider than the situation could've possibly justified
>"Anonymous-"
"WHAT IS UP MY ZIGGAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
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>>43255082
Glad he could find the bright side of it.
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I used to hate gryphons now I look like this.

Same thing can happen to you, dweeb.
>But I hate gryphons!
That's exactly why you should become one. Turn that hate into obsession.
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>>43255764
We have to ponify the pony haters first.
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>>43241044
>As you take a step outside Sunburst’s house, you take a last peek at your van
>Trixie immediately notices so, and comes to cheer you up
>”Don’t worry, Kai. Trixie will protect your wagon with her life!”
“But… you’re not staying here”
>”Oh, well… Trixie will protect it with her thoughts, then!”, she answered while bringing her hoof to her chin
>Typical Trixie
>No matter what she says, she'll always be your favourite cartoon horse
>You see Starlight and Sunburst carrying a small bag each
>Hopefully they carry some mineral water with them
>Wait a minute, you're a horse and this is Equestria
>There's no contamination and you can drink water from almost everywhere
>As you join the others, you take a look at the sky
>You can't help but to think that in normal circumstances, you'd love to be here and get into fun adventures
>Your thinking is interrupted by Starlight gently putting her hoof on your back
>”Everything’s going to be fine, Kai”
>She shows you a warm smile that looks very sincere
“Thank you, Starlight”
>”The train station isn't far from here”
>That's a relief, to be honest
>You want to do everything possible to see Mark again
>As you silently walk following Sunburst's lead, you occasionally take a look behind, and notice how your van gets increasingly smaller with each step
>You don't see much activity around, only a couple of ponies hanging their laundry out to dry or taking a walk
>”You know, once Trixie performed in a town so small the only audience around were squirrels”
>While you appreciate Trixie's attempts to distract you, you cannot help but thinking about Mark and his wellbeing
>Eventually you see the train station on the horizon
>However, Sunburst stops abruptly in his tracks and looks at Starlight
>”I think now is the right time”
>What?
>He takes a white sheet from his bag and uses his magic to make it fly right over your head
>You don't know what his intentions are, but you're not excited about them!
“What are you doing?!”
>”Sunburst, haven't you considered explaining your intentions to Kai first?”, asked Starlight
>”Is that really necessary?”
>Sunburst sounds genuinely clueless
>Trixie immediately jumps in front of you
>”Hey! Are you trying to turn Kai into some sort of ghost?”
>Sunburst takes the sheet back to the bag
>”No! Not at all! It’s just that… I don’t think anyone should know Kai is travelling with us until we can get some answers”
>Fair point, you suppose
>Yet…
“I don’t want to look like a ghost!”
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>>43256552
>”Oh, don’t worry, Kai”, said Starlight while walking towards you
>”Canterlot is full of old people. They’ll think you’re just an old lady who is cold”
“That doesn’t make me feel any better!”
>Sunburst lets out a sigh and leaves the bag at a side
>”We don’t know who might be around”
>”If there are more like you, it’s logical to think we’re dealing with something deliberately orchestrated by somepony”
>”If they see you with us, there might be consequences”
>Sadly, he’s right
>You can’t take any chances, specially when your friend’s wellbeing is at stake
“Bring that darn cloth”
>”You know, guys, you could have just asked me to give him the coat I had in my wagon”, said Trixie
>Starlight and Sunburst remain silent for a few seconds, slowly noticing the solution might have been more simple than turning you into a ghost
>”Yes, that would have been way easier”, finally said Starlight while looking at Sunburst
>”Oh well! Here it goes!”
>Right after saying that, Sunburst used his magic to put the cloth around you, tying it loosely under your belly
>”You tell me if it’s too tight”
“I look like a clown!”
>As your voices rises, the other look around to see if anyone’s heard you
>Luckily, there was just one pony around, who was leaving the station and minding their own business
>Trixie gets closer to you, trying to calm you down
>”That’s not true! You don’t look like a Kai, I mean, a Swamp… I mean, a clown!”
“You’re not being helpful, Trixie!”
>Starlight is the one to put an end to your whining
>”It won’t be long until the train departs, we’ll miss it if we don’t hurry”
>Right
>You enter the train station
>It’s small and old fashioned, just like the ones seen on the show
>It had a wooden platform, a ticket booth and a couple of benches
>There aren’t many peo– ponies around, save for two sitting on one of the benches, reading the newspaper
>”Wait a second, Trixie hasn’t brought any money! How are we supposed to pay for the trip?”
>Sunburst’s face takes on a slight smirk
>”Somehow I was expecting you’d say that sooner or later, Trixie… Don’t worry, I’ll buy the tickets for the four of us. I just hope you weren’t expecting to travel on first class”
>After thanking Sunburst, you approach the bench that is the furthest from the two ponies reading the newspaper
>You want to avoid any kind of conversation with strangers, specially while wearing such “clothing”
>Trixie follows you and sits next to you
>You initially ignore her, losing yourself in your thoughts
>You remember that lighter… Man, what you’d do for a Marlboro right now
>It’s not the time for that, Kai
>You look to your right, and see how Starlight and Sunburst are getting the tickets from the booth
>You can hear them thanking the ticket agent for their help
>Sunburst
>He’s hiding information from you
>But how much?
>Although, to be fair, you’re hiding information from him as well
>”Trixie calling Kai!”
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>You get startled by the blue pony next to you
“Uh, sorry… I suppose I’m a bit nervous”
“I’ve never been to Canterlot, you know”
>Or any other place in Equestria, for that matter
>”Don’t worry, Kai. Trixie’s already told you everything’s going to be…”
>Her attempt at a calming message abruptly turns into a laugh, with her trying to contain it by putting her hoof on her mouth
“You’re thinking I look like a clown!”
>”Of course not, I swear!”
“Then why are you laughing?!”
>”Because you look like a ghost!”
>Once again, it’s Starlight the one who approaches to stop your whining
>”Please Trixie, we don’t want to draw anyone’s attention”, she says softly
>You can hear the train approaching at a distance
>The other ponies stop reading and get ready to board
>As the train stops at the platform, you take a deep breath
“So this is it”
>There’s no turning back
>You get on the train, and the last thing you hear before the doors close is Sunburst thinking out loud
>”I just hope we’re not too late”
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You will absolutely be a real mare. You have the hooves, you have the coat, you have the cutie mark. You are a wonderful pony blessed by Equestrian magic and friendship into a perfect expression of Harmony.

All the validation you get is genuine and whole-hearted. Behind your back, ponies plan surprise parties for you. Your family is thrilled and proud of you, and your friends smile at your beautiful mane whenever you trot into Ponyville.

Stallions and mares alike are utterly charmed by you. Thousands of years of Equestrian magic have allowed ponies to sniff out true friendship with incredible efficiency. Even the Wonderbolts who fly high above look down at you as a natural beauty. Your friendly aura is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to invite a shy pony home with you, they’ll stick around for hours the second they get a whiff of the fresh, sweet apple pie baking in your oven.

You will always be happy. You flash a genuine smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be a great day, and deep inside you feel the magic of friendship blooming like a zap apple, ready to lift you up under the wonderful lightness of joy.

Eventually it’ll be too much fun to contain—you’ll buy some streamers, hang up the balloons, put on a party hat, and plunge into the warm embrace of a Pinkie Pie celebration. Your friends will find you, overjoyed and relieved that they get to live with such wonderful harmony and laughter. They’ll shower you with gifts marked with your true pony name, and every pegasus flying by for the rest of eternity will know a true friend lives there. Your legacy will shine and go down in Equestrian history, and all that will remain of your legend is a tale that is unmistakably magical.

This is your fate. This is the magic of friendship you chose. There is no turning back.
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>>43259855
>This is the magic of friendship you chose.
When?
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>>43259855
Y-you too Anon.
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>>43260686
Incredibly cute.
I like the theme of human clothes not fitting any more as a pony.
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Does Twilight Sparkle have the power to be Moon Child's friend?
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>>43258008
poor eric
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>>43260888
Whose friend?
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>>43261049
ITS MOON CHILD
WAOHOH OH OH
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>>43260697
I was going more for her just wearing an oversized jacket, but now that you mention it, it sorta looks more like her human clothes she can't wear anymore. Probably went too extreme on the sleeves.
I assumed she'd be more annoyed at that so I just did a quick expression change.
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>>43261492
Cute blush, makes me think she's secretly enjoying being turned into the little pony.
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>>43033365
>Every few feet or so, Chad was stopping, looking around very carefully at everything, before plodding on in a careful and circuitous route around every trap.
>For your part, you couldn’t see any of them.
>Sometimes you’d spot a thread across the ground, or maybe notice how the snow sloped unnaturally.
>But really it felt like the times you would play pretend in middle school.
>That said, you had all the time to look behind the group, and keep watch around fallen logs and dense bits of brush.
>Without being too-
>Hat.
>Just for half a moment, you spotted a blur of a pointy hat, and the dull gray of a stone dagger against the snow glare stuck out in your mind.
>Instantly you tapped Chad’s shoulder with a wing, and he was already moving before your feathers brushed his, standing.
>But then his head whipped left, and you saw it too.
>There must have been a dozen pointy-capped freaks over there, mustering fast, darting around trunks and bursting from the roots.
>Aisling’s entire body was glowing with that magic of hers, knives all bristling around her like a telekinetic porcupine.
>Chad was up to his full height, rifle shouldered.
>CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.
>-And three bodies were rolling in red before you took up position directly behind him, planting all four hooves in the pine needles and snow.
>In that same moment, there was a green blur on your right hoof side.
>You struck out before even thinking about it, spinning on yourself and lethally pistoning your hind legs into the offending presence.
>Your steel shod hooves crunched into the gnome’s skull, sending his hat flying along with that part of his scalp.
>In the next moment, another gnome armed with a fish hook spear, bonelessly flopped against your flank, running a trail of blood down across your broken keyboard mark.
>There was a knife in his back, aglow with magic, that gently lifted out before zipping away across the forest floor to pierce the hand of a new gnome pinning him to a tree.
>A second knife followed into his throat.
>CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.
>In that same beat after Chad took out another three on the horizon and you turned to look, there were suddenly gnomes everywhere in front of you.
>You could hardly register anything else now, every other moment a little un-man would burst into your space trying to get at Chad from behind.
>Without pause, you had to keep all four hooves moving.
>One gnome dashed against your fetlock, clinging to you for a heart wrenching moment with a spear driving at your throat before you slammed your free hoof into his face, feeling his whole body crumple under the force.
>Before you kicked his corpse away, another with a bushy beard leaped in your face, making you recoil.
>You reared your head back and lifted up on your hind legs, letting out a sharp huff as you hammered your forehoof into him, wincing when a rock struck your ribs at the same time.
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>>43262020
>When you turned to look, the gnome holding the sling that threw it was already dying, clutching at a hole through his chest.
>Chad’s gun sang endlessly.
>And you kept your back to his, your silky tail tangling with his bottle brush so that you knew you hadn’t lost him in the melee.
>A glance to your right when you brought a hoof crashing down onto a screeching gnome’s back, plastering him to a rock and collapsing his rib cage, revealed Aisling was still close.
>Thank God she was.
>Her mane was a silver swirl all around her head, tail raised with a perfect showroom grace while she stood on the clean edges of her platinum hooves.
>There was a semi-circle of some thirty dead and dying little non-men in front of her, and she seemed hardly to be looking at what she struck out against.
>The whole expanse was splattered in red.
>Her eyes were glowing in half traced patterns of silver that effaced themselves before starting into another array of mathematical perfection.
>The knives swept through the air in front of her in a bubble of death where her horn pointed, only to occasionally break from each other like a flock of starlings darting around, killing indiscriminately in the growing crowd beyond.
>But the gnomes kept coming, and you were starting to sweat.
>Steam lofted off of your furry body as you punched out your wings with a scream to bash away five of the fuckers that came at you all in one charge.
>It was like they were literally popping up out of the ground.
>”THEY’RE COMING OUT OF THE GROUND.”
>Chad screeched in warning, before you felt rather than saw his wings burst from his back and carry him skyward.
>So you leaped on top of a charging gnome without another thought, pelting him headlong into a stump while flapping your wings once to get airborne.
>In the next moment, a heavy set of talons pounded down on your back to forcefully keep you from flying left, and immediately you registered it as Chad steering you away from some booby trap in the air.
>But you were too astonished to look at Chad right now, your eyes were glued to the forest floor.
>It was all gnomes.
>ALL gnomes.
>Guffawing, snarling, or dead quiet, all moving, seemingly having phased right up out of the snow and the dirt.
>Chad put away his gun.
>”Fuck.”
>Aisling was tucked under his foreleg, her legs dangling while she peered down at the horde with a placid expression.
>Her knives were weaving through the crowd while she spoke, killing and maiming but it was like pointing lots of magnifying glasses at a whole anthill.
>”Why did they not do this before?”
“False sense of security?”
>You suggested, hovering in place with the occasional wing beat.
>Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a log hung up in a maple tree, and you nudged it with a burst of magic.
>It rolled into the gnomes, smothering five or so before stopping on a boulder.
>A volley of tiny crossbow bolts seethed up from the mass, but Chad misdirected the whole lot of them with a thunderous wing beat.
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>>43262022
>”I don’t get it either. The traps are obvious, the numbers advantage is stupid. Maybe they don’t really give a shit because they already turned everyone into ponies?”
>”...I think they just do not want us to reach Clapperleg.”
>Aisling responded quietly, blinking.
“They don’t care about casualties.”
>You noted, to add to her suggestion, watching as the gnomes just flat out triggered their own traps, tumbling over each other.
>Weaved wooden walls of spikes swept the crowd, more logs rolled down into it, boulders tumbled with rumbles and sharp cracks.
>The triggered traps radiated in a straight line to the mountain like a big Rube Goldberg machine, making all that work seemingly pointless.
>And in the aftermath it didn’t seem to matter at all.
>They roiled over the forest floor, starting to climb the trees now.
“Chad?”
>”Yeah, fuck this.”
>He flapped his rusty wings and rose above the treeline before setting into a gentler glide, while Aisling retrieved her knives and lay flopped in his talons for a moment, before the griffon scooped her into his chest properly.
>You followed, smashing one gnome in the chest with a forehoof as you went up through the branches, then another, before bounding off of an outstretched birch limb to take to the sky.
>There was a collective cry of disappointment from the enemies left in the snow.
>Catching up with Chad, he was intent on the mountain ahead, following the trail of set off traps straight as an arrow.
“Shit.”
>...He hadn’t deflected all those bolts earlier.
>There were five of them in his chest and Aisling was already busy picking them out, her half-lidded eyes slowly switching from the weeping wounds to Chad’s face.
“You alright?”
>”They weren’t poisoned.”
>Chad grunted back at you, his pupils dilating as they spotted something.
>”River ahead. We should touch down there and cross it on paw and hoof. I think I’m getting the idea of what kind of bullshit they’re doing.”
“What?”
>You asked breathlessly as the both of you swept forward across the sea of bare tree limbs.
>Your best friend stared straight ahead, eyes narrowing to a fine and sharp point on the horizon.
>Aisling plucked the last bolt out, and Chad’s beak clicked in response, before he pointed at one of his perfect golden orbs with a jutted out talon and answered you,
>”I didn’t see a single fucking gnome appear.”
>?
>So, what?
>While she pressed her face in close, peering all around your body to check for wounds, Aisling answered.
>”He has perfect vision. Meaning whatever they’re doing bypasses eyesight.”
>...She had a scent, it was nice. Lavender or something.
“Peripheral vision.”
>You slapped out instantly, your knowledge of the Nisse flashing through your memories.
>Chad eyed you sidelong, held a glide and started reloading his gun with his free talons while he listened.
“The whole ‘root’ of their myth is about appearing in your peripheral vision, and vanishing as soon as you really try to look at them.”
>”But we can see them.”
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>>43262024
>The mare at your flank softly intoned, crawling over Chad’s neck as she leaned in and planted a bandaid on the bleeding wound cut into your mashed keyboard mark.
>”So, modified rules.”
>Came Chad’s suggestion, while he softly clicked bullet after bullet into a magazine.
>His eyes darted around down at ground level.
>You nodded, and sniffed at the air for anything suspicious while flapping to get your altitude again.
>But the smell of gunpowder was too overwhelming so you gave up.
“They can only teleport when you’re not seeing them, so they’re coming up out of every blindspot at once.”
>Immediately after you spoke Chad’s beak clacked loudly, and you heard a long low hiss escape his nares.
>”We were in a hollow. Fuck, that’s why, there was a blind ridge all the way around, can’t have been more than half a foot deep...”
>The griffon chuffed and slung his rifle over his back, staring at you with his eyes narrowed in exasperation.
>”So, from anywhere basically.”
>He qualified.
>You took a deep breath and flapped again, feeling restless.
>Your eyes darted everywhere out of a new reflex.
>But it was just empty winter forest, the trees hanging in low and starting to get wet from the gradual melt in the late afternoon sun.
“...Yeah.”
>Talons ruffled through the hair on your head and Chad soared ahead, his beak in an uncharacteristic downturn but his eyes still sharp.
>”Well fuck it. Nothing to do about it. We can fly, they can’t. We’ll just keep walking after the river to save energy, kill as many of them as possible with as little risk and exertion as we can manage. Fly away when it gets stupid. That will make it easier to confront Clapperleg if it comes to a prolonged fight, so he can’t just toss infinite losers at us.”
>There was so much you didn’t know.
>Would that really help?
>What if there was just... An infinite amount of them?
>What if they could come back after ‘killing’ them?
>What-
>You flinched and blinked rapidly as a sudden dull sting struck the end of your muzzle.
>The first thing that caught your attention was how Aisling’s eyes stared at you from over Chad’s shoulder, half lidded with one pristine brow raised, sparkling with the glow cast from her horn.
>Her lips pressed slowly into a smirk when you looked at her, and there was a seafoam blue hand in front of your face, index outstretched.
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>>43262028
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>Anonymous was becoming demoralized, Chad was frustrated and thinking of past mistakes.
>You thought to yourself, smiling back at the white alicorn flapping to regain the height she lost in her moment of inattention.
>She let out a barking laugh as your summoned hand dissipated, then grinned and summoned her own, rough hewn and white at the end of her forehoof; shaped like a thumbs up.
>Her ears were flopping around ridiculously in the wind with her unruly blonde mane.
>You stuck your tongue out an inch in response, before facing forward again.
>This was much nicer than the last flight, trying to cling to Chad’s back.
>Instead his foreleg held you snugly to his chest, pressed into the warm down, though you couldn’t help feeling like a mouse when those talons scraped over your flanks.
>Chad’s eyes slid across your face for just a second before returning to their constant intimidating scan of the terrain.
>After a beat, you spoke up,
“You remembered when Cichol teleported.”
>”If I had just been fucking smart enough to listen to Anon’s info about gnomes instead of denying they existed-”
“-Then we would have sat in the woods for three hours listening, I would have expended much more magic to keep us from freezing, so the gnomes would have just come to offer us blankets instead.”
>You finished primly with total nonsense, bobbing one of your forehooves around for emphasis.
>For a moment there was just the whistling wind, and you brushed aside the silver locks of your mane when it flapped in front of your eyes.
>Then Chad’s beak fell open and the one gilded eye that faced you narrowed as he peered down with indignant confusion.
>”That’s... That’s not even close to what would have happened.”
“It is as close to reality as what you are suggesting.”
>At that his beak snapped shut, and his eyes went to the ground again, wordlessly.
>The ensuing minutes were silent, you could feel the tension in his chest through the fluffy feathers, though his gentle yet insistent grasp of you never changed.
“Have either of you ever thought about how what you are doing now is exactly the right thing to do? Rather than thinking about all the ways what you are doing could be wrong?”
>You raised your voice to ask, smiling honestly.
“Have you thought for example, that maybe why there were so many of them all of a sudden... Is because killing Cichol will genuinely solve everything? That instead of there being too many gnomes for us to defeat, that what we are seeing is their full force reaction to an existential threat? Which we handled adequately before retreating sensibly.”
>Chad grunted, and you gasped as his talons gave your thigh an absolutely inappropriate squeeze, denting into the firm flesh.
>Instantly you delivered a cruel uppercut to the underside of his beak with your hind hoof, but he just laughed.
>”Sorry, sorry, it was an accident, seriously...”
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>>43262032
>He apologized in a low tone, still focused on watching the ground, then he replied more seriously when his eye flashed to you again.
>”Nope.”
>You rolled your eyes and threw your head back in an utterly exasperated sigh, while Anonymous giggled in the background.
>”Yeah, they didn’t look like... Winners. I mean it slipped out of your mouth earlier Chad, endless losers. Think about how many we just killed, and nothing stopped us. I think your plan was just really really good.”
>She smiled, her teeth sparkling, white wings flapping once and loosing a single feather that floated in the air trapped under her, before fluttering away.
>”Last time they just caught you off guard. I mean you didn’t even know gnomes existed until the second you first saw them.”
>If Chad was truly mollified by all this reasoning between you and Anonymous, he didn’t show it on his face.
>But you felt it in how his muscles finally relaxed again, and his talons held you more delicately, less like he was pressing you into himself to protect you.
>More like holding you up, on the inflection point of his nails before their sharp ends.

Something to listen to for the fight.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EoxWpyAQBc0

>>43083112
You are welcome.
>>43083112
Thank ya, I feel like my grasp of dialogue broke through a barrier there.

I'm back, after a busy season. Felt like a while but also not. I'm getting old.

G'day /ptfg/.
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>>43262034
The
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>>43261962
NO!
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>>43262034
Do you have a paste to read this. I don't remember what happened before this post
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>>43262783
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>Twilight summons Anon so he can rapecorrect Glimmer
>Glimmer turns Anon into Anoncolt
>Glimmer now rapes Anoncolt instead of Sunburst
>Twilight has trouble caring enough to stop this
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What a lovely morning belting out a 1200 word scene with a cup of coffee
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>>43256558
Too late for what?
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>>43263823
We'll see...
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>>43263585
It's an eternal battle of rapists. Anoncolt must rape, it's his right as a Mongolian basket weaver. Glimmer must rape, because Glimmer. The resulting offspring has autism so concentrated that it threatens all of Equestria.
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I finally colored this in a way that I like so I’m reposting it. Anon getting spike to be his cholo brother
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>>43264924
Shockingly adorable. Spime could pull a switch blade on me and I'd still call him spikeywikey. Atleast I'd bleed out with something adorable to look at
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>>43265004
I'd think those two care way more about looking the part than truly being menaces.
Slighting their appearance would probably be met with a tirade of flustered curses (at least from Anon).
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>>43264924
Haha cute
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>>43265289
True, we all know spike doesn't have it in him
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>>43265289
Anonfilly would cut a bitch. Anoncolt, not so much
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>>43264924
Looking rad!
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>>43265639
Anoncolt is the bitch.
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>>43266098
Imagine if there was a pony version of Changed (furry tf game, look it up at your own risk)
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Guys, i think im losing it, i keep going by my pony name, i might double dose the Pon-E if i don't keep it together
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>>43266617
when i was actually losing my mind for a brief month i had nearly changed my legal irl name to the pony equivalent
also, next thread should have a theme where we all pretend to be in the midst of a PON-E world or ponepocalypse...
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>>43266662
Still plenty of time in the tread to do that
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>>43266662
>Go to class
>At the beginning of the semester there were only 2ponies
>Now half the class are ponies
Im scared bros...
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>>43266833
Wow, what are they teaching at this school?
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>>43266953
The future

>Be you
>Have your eye on the pretty girl
>She was way out of your league
>Every guy was chasing her
>She always seemed to have a guy around her finger
>You'll never forget it, the day she came as a pony
>Wings like an angel
>The waves in her golden tail draped over her fat flanks
>Her pure white coat
>She looks at you
>You can't believe it
>Your gaze finally meets her sapphire eyes
>She gives you a smile and wink
>Every boy and stallion fights to her hers
>There's no hope for an unlovable chud like you
>She slips you 2 Pon-E and a note
>Maybe there's hope after all...
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This isn't funny anymore. I was supposed to be a cute cartoon pony. What the fuck is this
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>>43262024
Cool fight scene.
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>>43267554
At least you have a gun.
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>>43268985
If I can't be cute, I'm going to be deadly
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>>43267049
>You're so drunk
>And uh... whatever she slipped in your drink
>You can feel the damage she did to you with the strap
>Panting, bleeding
>Your new form feels dirty, but it's what you're stuck with now
>Ruined within minutes of a new beginning
>Your broken wings twitch and you let out another whimper through the dirty t-shirt she gagged you with
>"I'll be back soon, my boyfriend will put you out of your misery."
>She spits on you
>"You should have known better."
Based loosely on a true story, only I wasn't stupid enough to believe she actually had any interest in me
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sources tell me showstyle anon is stable
please god
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>>43269769
What happened?
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>>43269787
He's in the stable.
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>>43269791
Oh, well, good anon, i hope they're enjoying their new life as a pony
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>>43269067
Jesus dude
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>>43262034
They're ponies so they must be winning.
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>>43263813
When do we get to read it?
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>>43270278
Im getting pretty close to finishing part 2. I'll have to edit part one and get that ready to officially post now that i have the details quite well ironed out
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Hey Anon, check this out!
>PEW!

What do you wan-AH!
What-what the hell did you do to me? I'm a... yellow horse?!

Wow, it worked! Isn't that amazing...
>I walk around you, taking a good luck at you.
Fluttershy, in the flesh!

F-Fluttershy? But she's a girl! And I'm...
What's that weird weight between my legs and the haziness behind me..?
>As you strafe around my flank my plot comes into view. My tail lashes and I shift my thighs. The leathery flesh of my puffy tailhole and thick sex twitches and winks as I try to understand the new muscles back there.

Didn't you feel it when you changed? Your junk turned into a big ol' horse pussy! Look, your dick is just a fat clit now!
Obviously you would have to be turned into a girl to be Fluttershy...

W-what?! But I can still feel it! I can still... hnngh..!
>I clench my thighs and force all my energy into moving my dick. That thick peach-like clit throbs before being hidden by my fat lips again.
Damnit! Let me see..!
>My head cranes down to look between my legs, but two big teats keep my from seeing under myself.
Fluttershy doesn't have THAT! There's no way! I can't even see behind me like this!

>You try to throb your "dick", but that control has been rewired... All that happens now, is that your fat, leathery pussy winks, showing off its thick pink clit for a moment. I eagerly watch.
Well, they never showed them, but being a horse and all, it was kinda implied that they would have teats and pussies, right?

>My tail instinctively swishes back, strands of pink fur hanging over my backside to hide my marehood.
Eugh I don't like that feeling... You little-!
>I turn around and point at you accusingly, but... instead, on of my wings unfolds and waves aside. The anger on my cute face dies and is replaced by confusion as I look down at my hooves and back at my wing.
W-wait, what? That's my hand? But, then... what's this feeling? How do I move this but not that?
>It's an awkward display, like watching someone figure out the controls of a new game.
My... foot? Is my hand, but my fingers are on my wings? And my wings aren't arms, but-OOF!
>My trial and error ends in error as I tangle my legs together and trip, landing on my side with my tail lifted high.

>I watch with amusement as the cute pegasus mare struggles with her new body.
Yes, it was quite a pain to remap bipedal muscle memory to the almost hexapod lay-out of a pegasus! But just wait, I'm sure it'll all be second nature to you soon!
>What an uncomfortable thought! This... becoming normal...
>On your side like this, you're once again giving me a real nice view of your udders and cunt...
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>>43270544
Hexa-what? Ugh, this position sucks!
>I lift a hindleg high, trying and failing to find a comfortable place where it doesn't squish my tits together or rest awkwardly on the pillows of fat.
>After nearly slapping myself in the face I bring a wing down to pull at my haunches, spreading the skin of my many new folds and fat deposits.
My chest is under me, but my butt is... behind me... guh, why does it have to feel so squishy down there?! I can't even breathe without something sagging or spreading or bouncing or... whatever! Why does a horse even have boobs in the first place?!

For the same reason as a human, obviously! To be squishy and hot!
>Your wing can just barely reach the two fat mounds... Two fat nipples hang off them.
Don't worry about your body do much. I made sure it won't take long for you to adjust.

But doesn't that mean horses have milk? I thought it was just cows and humans!
>Stupid comments aside, I can't help but let the feathery appendage drift towards my sensitive nipples and brush against one while we speak.
>A thin strand of something clear and wet drips from the edge of my slit and onto the ground. My tail lashes and my eyelids flutter.
Ah... W-what do you mean, "won't take long to adjust?"

Oh yeah, and they make milk too.
>My priorities are clear...
What I mean? Just some other little stuff that beam does... To sorta help you stay in character, you know? So you're not too freaked by your new body and other stuff...
>It's pretty vague...
Now... Won't you let me cop a feel? It'll help you see what you're stuck with.
>And I'm already approaching, with hands wide open...

I can make MILK now?!
>I wince as a feather against my nipple shoots electricity up and down my body, centralizing somewhere in my rear. My puckered asshole squeezes tighter while my slit drools some more.
That's not helpful at all! Am I going to remember stuff Fluttershy would know or something?
>Watching you approach, I scowl and drop my hindleg down again.
Give me a minute! I'm not used to this yet!
>Little do I know, a mare can't do a thing to hide her intimate spots. My butt is meant to be mounted and fucked freely, at least from an evolutionary perspective. And my breasts are supposed to be easy for foals to access, too.
>Of course I can't just hide my cunt and udder! They aren't even in the right spot for me to cover them up! There's always an easy path to any part of me.

I wouldn't go that far... Just, that body might feel more and more familiar, maybe?
>Who knows what that beam'll do...
Now, now, don't be shy! Heh...
>Indeed, it's pretty much impossible to hide your bits from me! And only a moment later, I have one hand planted on your butt, and the other reaching between your hind legs, grabbing onto a teat.
There we go!
>Squishy, and so warm... These teats are one of the few parts not covered in that cream yellow fur...
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>>43270548
>That softer, duller-colored flesh is like jello in your hands, much nicer than the firmer muscle of my strong flank.
Ngh... G-get your hand off of that...
>The wobbly fat of my breasts melts into your grasp and the space between your fingers, eliciting a tiny moan and a shudder.
K-keep your hands to yourself, d-dude..!
>My singsongy voice doesn't make a convincing argument.
It... feels funny down there.

No way! I gotta inspect my new mare!
>These teats are pretty big! A real handful... Almost like tits, but just placed between two hind legs instead of on a chest. But the skin is much tougher, and the way they hang... They're almost fused a little... Not human at all.
But now... Let's check out the main event, alright?
>My other hand lifts of your strong ass, sliding towards the middle. Towards that leathery cunt and puffy donut...
>With my palm placed on one of your haunches, my index and middle finger slide into the two, thick lips without warning, eliciting a whinny from the front! And without further ado, they pull one of the heavy lips to the side, exposing the drooling, pink inside!
Wow! A real horse pussy... You're very lucky to get to feel this, you know?

>My pleas quiet down as you grope around my body, massaging my crotch-tits like dough. A bit of moisture beads up around the teats. Sweat, perhaps, or something more milkable.
M-mare? I'm a man, you... dummy...
>I trace your movements from up ahead, unable to see what happens over the curve of my rump, until...
Ah! *Whinny*!
>A mare-like moan slips past my lips as those careless digits plunge inside! Three or four inches deep, and there's still plenty of room left! The stretchy pink insides are hotter and more slick than the muted brown skin outside. With my cunt stretched and spread like this, my beady clit, wide fuckhole, and smaller peehole are seen clear as day.
>My inner tunnel twitches, spreading in-tandem with my ponut before quickly tensing shut... or, at least, my pussy *would* tense shut if you weren't holding it open.
G-get it out! I-it's too deep, you're going to break something! W-what are you doing?!

Nah, you're a mare...
>I say confidently, looking at the spread horse cunt before me... I see your cavernous vagina tense sporadically and your fat clit twitch below.
Crazy to think you were a guy before... Or human.
>Now it just looks all mare from here...
Now...
>My finger pivot upwards, sliding along the slit to the hole of your vagina. You can feel them trace the hole for a bit before just plunging in! Three fingers right from the start, pushing into your leathery slit!
Whoa!-!
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>>43270552
>I pant and sigh out of relief once your fingers are out, but the feeling of being spread out like a billboard for anyone to see is humiliating.
G-guy, mare, whatever! Just... don't do anything so... r-RASH~!?
>When you look up at my face, all you see is Fluttershy's timid expression light up, eyes wide and irises sharp with surprise.
>My wings fan out, shooting feathers around as my slick cunt is held open from the inside by three thick human digits. You think you could fit a fourth...
>Both holes twitch and throb as I try to force you out to no avail.

>Force me out? The way it's clenching around my fingers, it feels more like it's trying to suck me in!
You're so hot, Fluttershy! Your pussy is the best!
>Three finger, four fingers... They way it's going, this thing could fit a whole fist! Not surprising, it *is* a horse's pussy after all... But let's not push it for now. Three are enough for this mare.
You were made to be a pony!
>Your pussy is so slick! You'd be drooling, if I wasn't fingerfucking you like this! Your thick, little clit is throbbing, standing erect at attention as if it still thinks it's a dick!

I-I'm not! It's... it's not..!
>I deny it through grit teeth and increasingly breathy pants. Eventually more of my voice slips through each breath, and instead of taking big gulps of air, it's more like I'm venting the noises welling up in my chest and letting them fall out as moans.
>My clit bulges, pulsing with pleasure, but desperate for more. Heat radiates from my teats to my clit, up the leathery lips of my slit, deep inside my bottomless mare pussy and back out where my sweaty donut twitches, surrounding my whole plot with nothing but lust.
C-can't reach..~!
>A wing wraps around my butt, groping my own thigh when it can't make it to my equine vulva.

>You can't do anything about it! Especially, since your body actually instinctively wants this! Perhaps you could kick me off, or just run otherwise... But deep inside, your instincts are rooting you to the ground! Making you endure all of it!
Come on, looks to me like you're feeling more pleasure as a horse than you ever could as a man!
Now, just cum already! I wanna see what'll happen!
>I'm just pumping into your leathery fold, over and over! The thick, slick lining of your vagina all around them...
I wanna see you cum, Fluttershy!
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>>43270554
Ghuhh~ I don't wanna be a horse..!
>I make my first attempt at getting away, but it's not much. I manage to roll from my side onto my stomach, legs postured to lift me up and sprint off, but... I can't. I'm glued to your fingers, trapped in a cycle of endlessly lubing those digits to cement my own fate.
>My fat udder is squished between my belly and the ground, fatty tissue spilling out and cushioning my seat, propping that fine marecunt and ponut up on a pedestal for you to finger-fuck.
Nnnhgh~! Hhhaah... I-I'm...
>My wings unfold ahead of me to cover my face as I let my head hang in hiding. The mess I'm making back there...
C-cumming~!
>You watch the muscles in my rear spread both holes open wide, tailhole and cunt gaping before clamping down to let my horse pussy milk your fingers. My clit enlarges, filled up with love like a pleasure balloon as I mewl like a mare in heat and spill my girly juices out onto your hand.

>I can feel it right away! The strong muscles in your pussy clench right around my fingers!
There we go!
>Your brain totally empties, becoming filled with base pleasure! And it just keeps going! Clenching onto my fingers for at least ten seconds!
Horses sure climax for a long time... Are you sure you don't wanna be a mare?
>But you're hardly in any state to answer a question like that...

>My front legs give out, pushing me even closer to the ground with my ass held high, pony pussy tightly-fixed around your hand and still gushing sweet pony juice.
>There it is. There's the moment my Fluttershy body starts to feel a little less alien. It coincides with me cumming my brains out. I look more like Derpy than Fluttershy right now...
Guhh~... m-mare... I'm a mare...
>I shift my weight a bit, still cushioned by my fat tits ripe for milking.
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>>43267049
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>>43270572
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People don't turn into ponies, silly!

They totally do! Just wait til you suddenly notice a horse pussy between your legs!

Ha! And when's THAT gonna happen? When horses fly, maybe? I'm all for optimism and fantastical thinking, but the timing would be a liiiiittle too coincidental if I looked down and saw a little pony there.

You don't believe me? Just close your eyes for a bit then. I'll tell you when you can open them again.

Huh? Alright, sure. I'll stand RIGHT here and close my eyes.
What, are you throwing a surprise party or something? That sounds pretty fitting.

Nothing like that, just keep them closed for a bit.
>You don't feel *anything*! Almost, like nothing at all is happening... Your body feels totally normal. Why would you expect anything to happen anyways?
Nnnnow! You can open them now!
>You open your eyes, incredulous that anything has happened... But instantly, you notice a lock of dark pink mane hanging into your view! And a pair of hooves right under you!
Ta-dah!

>It just feels like I'm standing up straight, and that doesn't change even the tiniest bit once I open my eyes.
Okay! ...What'd you do? Did you put a wig on me?
>I let my head down and bring a hand up to brush the hair aside, only to be stunned by the heavy pink hoof which crops up in place of my hand!
W-wWOAh! I'm..! Pink! And a horse! How did you even DO that??!?

I told you it could happen, right? Did you think I was lying?

TECHNCALLY anything can happen, but that doesn't make it likely! Plus, who would think...
>I end up chasing my tail in circles, eventually flopping to the ground and trying to get a look at the goods despite my limiting physiology.
...that I would just TURN INTO a giant cartoon pony! I think I'm Pinkie Pie? I even sound like her! That's her cutie mark on my ass!

Yep, you're all Pinkie Pie! From fluffy mane to puffy ponut!
I assume you like it? You did seem to kinda be asking for it...
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"Like" is a strong word, buuuuut...I guess I like to roll with the punches. If this is it. then I have to be Pinkie, right?
It's a little hard to see the fun parts though. I have to kinda...lay on my back and...curl inward to see my crotch from here...

Yep, that's the right attitude! Very carefree!
>Very fitting...
That's true... But I can tell you, a lot has changed down there!

I can't waste time being a Pinkie Pie without a sense of humor, can I?
>I wriggle and worm myself into the right position to show you my ass, legs in the air.
Then *do* tell me. What's it like down there? It's hard to see, especially with all this poofy hair on my head! I'm a mare now right?

Obviously you are! I mean, you're Pinkie!
>It's a nice horse butt... Two pink, furry haunches framing a nice, leathery pussy and puffy asshole.
Yep, definitely a mare... Do you feel this stuff back here? Try clenching or something...

So I am... would've liked keeping my masculinity, but I'm supposed to be a party animal now, so I don't have time to think about that!
>I tense my pelvic muscles and you can see my marehood pulse as the inner workings of both holes start to throb. Once I release the tension, you see my pastries part just a bit. Very welcoming.
Woah, there's some whole new tunnels down there. It's like I'm hugging myself when I try to move it, and there's nothing even CLOSE to a dick anymore! When I relax, it's all like... flat!

Eh, your clit is still *kinda* like a dick...
It's nearly as thick as a cockhead even. But other than that? Pretty much all hole down here...
Them's the breaks, for a mare like you, I guess.

Well, holes are pretty cool! Think of all the stuff you can fill 'em with! Imagine the party tricks!
>One of my hooves shoots down to blindly poke and prod at my pussy, stretching its thick rubbery lips like a stress toy.
And look at these thighs! Lotsa power in these babies. I need to know what I'm working with before I go out and spread the love, y'know? Any ideas?
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“So you’ve never seen anything like this before?”
>The mysterious amulet you’d been gifted remained the topic de jure all morning.
>That wasn’t particularly surprising; it was the most “out there” development an adventure of yours has had thus far.
>What /was/ surprising was that it seemed in-equine in origin.
>At first, you’d assumed it was just another of the countless little coincidental similarities that existed between pony and human societies.
>But that seemed not to be so.
>”Never,” Beacon said. “But if I had to guess, it’s some Luna-tic thing.”
>He stood across the room from you, in front of a small mirror he’d hung on the wall.
>In between his words, he ran his teeth along his sky-blue feathers, occasionally setting one or plucking another out.
>It had come as a shock to you that most Pegasi consider preening a private thing, as Beacon had been fairly brazen about it for as long as you’d known him.
>A mare with whom the two of you had briefly worked even called it, “slutty.”
>”See the iris?” he continued. “Teal. Just like old Nightmare Moon herself.”
“I suppose, but the pupil is wrong. Weren’t her’s slit?”
>Finishing with his wings, Beacon began tossing his golden mane with a flick of his head.
>Trying to get that perfect Pegasus swoop he seems so fond of.
>You and Gaelle have a running tally of the most flips he’s taken to get it; so far, the record is twenty-five.
>”Poor craftsmareship.”
>Some/thing/ crafted this elaborate method of delivery, but they chose to blow it on a shittily made amulet?
>You’re not feeling that.
“Second opinion?” you ask, turning to Gaelle.
>She’s perched on the same top bunk she slept in, restringing her crossbow.
>Watching those talons work fills you with an envy you cannot possibly describe.
>”Dunno. Didn’t cross paths with bats much, my post was further north, but I’ve never seen it.”
>The string clicks into place, and she lets out a satisfied sigh.
>”Beacon might be right. For once.”
>You focus back on the medallion, as it floats aloft before you in a purple glow.
>Every intelligent thought in your head agrees: you ought to throw this thing out and be done with it.
>But for once, the pony sentimentality is winning.
>Is this really a piece of your old home? Somehow delivered through the breadth of the universe to you?
>The possibility is there, and real enough to stay your metaphorical hand.
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>>43272338
>Without another moment’s deliberation, you slip the medallion around your neck.
>Beacon notices this, and whatever barb he had aimed at Gaelle is swiftly stymied.
>”Wha— do NOT tell me you’re keeping that thing! You don’t know where it's been. It could be cursed!”
>You intentionally point your ears stiffly back this time, to show him how EXTRA annoyed you are.
>He ought to be giving you more credit than that!
“I scanned this thing the moment Gaelle spotted it. This medallion is certified curse-free.”
>There /are/ a half dozen other types of spells you aren’t sure how to scan for yet, but he doesn’t need to know that.
>You can at least say with certainty it's not /cursed/.
>He winces, just a little.
>”Your funeral.”
>”You’re one to talk,” Gaelle adds, pointing an accusatory claw at the necklace Beacon always wears.
>A radiant golden sun, of course.
>”Doubt the bats’ll be too fond of that.”
>He scoffs, outright turning his nose up at the idea.
>”So what? Not my fault, they chose the Princess who went crazy.”
>You smile like an absolute fiend, reveling in the chance to throw his words back at him.
“Your funeral.”
>”That’s not even— Arg, whatever.”
>You feel it then, a slight slowing of your momentum.
>Gaelle confirms it a moment later.
>”End of the line,” she says with a nod towards the window.
>You head right to it, wanting to lay eyes on your destination.
>The town of Ponești, the closest one can get to Castle Sepulchria by train.


>Unfortunately, the window didn’t provide much of a view.
>Or any view, for that matter.
>The station was surrounded by a dense forest of the thickest trees you’d ever seen.
>They reminded you of California’s redwoods, although the trees themselves looked more like oaks.
>It was breathtaking, easily putting every other forest you’ve visited to shame.
>The only sign of civilization, besides the station itself, was an unmarked cobblestone path leading into the forest.
>The same path the three of you now trod.
>It made you feel like a real adventurer!
>You and your party, journeying through a shadowed forest to an unknown destination, decked out in your various fantasy accoutrements.
>You love this shit, it makes you feel alive in ways you never felt as a human.
>Too bad Beacon had to ruin the moment.
>”So how long are we gonna be stuck here?”
>You take a long, exaggerated look around you.
>All you see are trees.
“Stuck where? The forest?”
>He rolls his eyes at you.
>The NERVE!
>”You know what I mean! In this hamlet we’re going to.”
>Ponies.
>They don’t know how good they have it.
“The Countess’ carriage is coming to pick us up at nightfall.”
>He looks utterly flabbergasted.
>”And a ten AM train was the closest they had?”
>”Bats are bloody nocturnal,” Gaelle cuts in, jerking a thumb back the way you came. “That was probably the last train ‘till after dusk.”
>He sarcastically hums back, “So how exactly should we occupy ourselves ‘till then? Daydrinking?”
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>>43272341
>The sound of exasperation that escaped you could’ve been crowned a new onomatopoeia.
“What about seeing the sights?!”
>He holds out one sarcastic hoof, utterly indifferent to the majesty around him.
“There, sights seen.”
>You almost facepalm, or you suppose, face hoof.
>But the metal horseshoes you’re wearing make you reconsider.
>”This place is barely hanging on the edge of the map as-is. It’ll probably make Ponyville look like... Manehatten...”
>The venom drains from his voice as the three of you finally come to the end of the path.
>And what a sight it is.
>There’s nothing to truly separate the town of Ponești from the forest around it.
>No clearing, no valley, not even a thinning of the trees.
>Yet, you’d have to be a fool to miss it.
>Because these trees are full of LIFE.
>Treehouses, built onto, around, and throughout them, are everywhere.
>Like someone carved the buildings of a Renaissance fair out of the trees, but they kept growing despite that.
>It's not just your standard medieval architecture either.
>Everything bends, twists, comes to jagged points...
>Like an impressionist painting of a spooky town, or a Tim Burton movie.
>That’s not what shut Beacon up, though; his appreciation for architecture is outright philistinian.
>No, what shut him up is the fact that the whole town is in the middle of the biggest goddamn party you’ve ever seen.
>It's past ten AM on a weekday, most responsible Thestrals ought to be asleep.
>But they’re in the cobbled streets, they’re hanging off their branches and balconies, they're zipping through the air!
>All while laughing and singing in pitches that the three of you sometimes can’t even hear.
>From somewhere further into town, you can even hear the sounds of a band.
>Some fusion of bluegrass and scooby-doo chase tunes.
>Beacon’s already tapping his hoof.
>You give him a playful nudge.
“Still think we’ll be bored?”
>Before he can answer, a bat drops out of the sky in front of you.
>Somehow having balanced three mugs on his wings through that landing, he immediately shoves them in your face, babbling something in Thestrailian all the while.
>Unfortunately, Thestrailian is a language you find utterly indecipherable.
>It's a strange mix of Equestrian “English”, a fair few antiquated words, and pitches imperceptible to your ear.
>Your comprehension of his greeting is of little concern to the stallion, however, as the moment you’ve got a telekinetic hold on the mugs, he’s off again.
>You waste no time handing one off to each of your friends, taking an extra moment to savor the stupefied look on Beacon's face.
>”Okay, okay.” He says, “But in my defense, I was right about the day drinking.”
>With a shocking lack of trepidation, he takes a big sip.
>And despite yourself, you wait.
>Do you feel bad using him as a guinea pig for whatever stuff you’ve just been handed?
>A little.
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>>43272343
>But not enough that you want to be the first one drinking it.
>For a moment, you’re worried your paranoia was being validated, as about halfway through the sip, Beacon’s eyes nearly bug out of his head.
>He spits it out, spraying the stuff everywhere like a spit take.
>”HOLY CELESTIA!”
“What’s wrong!?” you ask, fear rising in your chest.
>”This is DELICIOUS!”
>You nearly fucking strangle him.
>Bastard had you actually worried, unbelievable!
>Gaelle asks what you’re thinking, “Then why’d you spray it everywhere?”
>He blushes a little, coughing the remnants out of his throat.
>”It caught me off guard, okay? I didn’t think it’d be that good.”
>Satisfied you're not about to repeat the “unfried green tomato incident”, you take a sip yourself... and nearly mirror Beacon's reaction.
>It WAS delicious.
>Some kind of mulled cider, but where you'd expect apple, you got maple.
>Almost like drinking maple syrup, just somehow not disgusting.
>And while it's not alcoholic, you do feel a sudden pleasant warmth in your chest.
>Soon it suffuses your whole body, and you realize just what's got all these bats in such a good mood.
>You feel great!
>And why shouldn't you?
>You're off on a new adventure with your friends, surrounded by the wonderful sounds of song.
>A song, you realize, that is not the chaotic cacophony of drunkards you'd taken it for.
>Instead, it is one melody the whole village is singing in tune.
>A tune that you instinctively /feel/ is back-up vocals.
>But to what?
>Then it hits you, they're the backup vocals to YOU.
>YOUR song.
>You could sing it right now, the lyrics are on the tip of your tongue.
>You've just got to open your mouth and...!
>You throttle that thought like a female extra in the opening of an episodic cop show.
>You know what this is, you’re wise to its tricks!
>You almost fell for it once, NEVER again!
>These ponies and their freaky ad-libbed musical numbers!
>The way they all naturally fall into sync.
>Lyrics, choreographed dance numbers, everything!
>It's unnatural! You REFUSE to participate!
>Unfortunately, this mental battle doesn't go unnoticed.
>Beacon looks at you with quite possibly the smuggest expression you've ever seen.
>”You felt a heartsong coming on, didn't you, Anon?”
>Damnation, were you already humming along without realizing it?
>With your entire body rebelling against your refusal to break into song, you knew you couldn't lie your way out of this one.
“Possibly,” you say through gritted teeth.
>”And you’re still fighting it? Come on, stallion!” he shouted, clapping a wing against your back. “Live a little!”
>He already knew your feelings on these so-called “heartsongs”; there was no need to make them known again.
>Maybe if you sang them this time, he'd listen...
>No! Bad horse brain!
>You take another huge drink in an attempt to quell these feelings, realizing too late that the drink might be what's exacerbated them to begin with.
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>>43272349
>Speaking of the bats and their drink, their vocals are starting to build.
>Someone's about to take the lead role, you can feel it.
>And you don't have to wait long to find out who.
>Beacon, with a voice you'd scornfully refer to as “velvety”, effortlessly steps into the shoes you've spurned.
>”When you're caught up in a song—”


>Thus, you entered into an extremely abstract kind of hell.
>A walk through town, with your body fighting to break out into dance every step.
>All while your friend sang about how much fun you have if you'd just give in, backed up by an entire goddamn town of strangers.
>A pony would probably find it charming, but you found it /obscenely/ disconcerting.
>Every note only strengthens your resolve not to cave to whatever cognitohazard causes this.
>Even Gaelle joined in after a while, obviously relishing in the schadenfreude of watching you squirm at something most ponies considered utterly mundane.
>Spared whatever part of the pony brain that allowed for the psychic transfer of lyrics, she instead harmonized her birdsong with the bats’ back-up vocals.
>It was beautiful, she had a beautiful voice.
>You should tell her, sing it to her even!
>Perhaps a ballad...
>No, no, NO!
>That doesn’t even make sense!
>Why would you sing Gaelle a /ballad/? That’d just be weird.
>She’d probably think you were crazy.
>Blessedly, before your sanity could degrade until that was true, the song came to an end.
>Right as you entered the town square.
>Beacon let the particularly long note he was holding drop off, and the bats gradually faded into a new tune.
>Beacon thankfully doesn’t join them.
>”Really? Nothing?” he asks, clearly shocked and a little offended. “/I/ thought that was pretty good. What about you, Gaelle?”
>She smirks. ”Yeah, you've got a great soprano! I'm surprised the monastery let you keep your balls.”
>Now /you/ get to enjoy a little schadenfreude treat as her comment trips him up. Literally!
>”That rumor was nothing but VILE and unsubstantiated slander!” he cries the moment he manages to regain steady footing. “The Mythic Dawn would never do something so...” he shudders, and admittedly, you do too, “...barbaric! Besides, do you really think /Celestia/ of all ponies would let us get away with that?”
>Your interest in being proselytized on “Mother Goddess Celestia” was somehow even less than your interest in being serenaded was.
>So, you elect to turn your attention elsewhere.
>Luckily for you, there’s a lot to see.
>Whatever festival was going on, clearly the center of town was the center of it too.
>For lying before you was some kind of strange altar.
>It was a huge wooden structure, at least a story tall, with a large flat platform at the top.
>All very ornately carved too, with what appeared to be scenes of Thestrals hunting various creatures.
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>>43272351
>Some you recognized, some you didn’t.
>Beyond the carving, though, the platform itself seemed to be full of holes, whose purpose wouldn’t have been obvious if they weren’t actively being used.
>They were for /bleeding/.
>For lying on that platform was a body.
>A humongous mess of gnarled wood and leaves, shaped like a massive, malformed impression of a pony.
>Something similar to sap bled from a dozen wounds in its body, oozing through the holes and dripping down into boiling cauldrons set below.
>It was a fascinating sight, only rivaled by the fact that you couldn’t discern what was lying on that altar.
“What /is/ that?” you marvel aloud.
>Your friends are startled out of their row with a mutual “huh?”
>It takes them both a moment to take in the sights, but Gaelle’s the first to speak.
>”Looks like a successful hunt, I’d wager.”
>Beacon’s eyes flick from the boiling caldrons to the mug hanging off his wing.
>The air is filled with the smell of cooking maple.
>These two things click for you the same moment they do for him.
>”SWEET CELESTIA!” he shouts, flinging the mug as far away from himself as he could. “Have we been drinking this thing’s BLOOD!?”
>Gaelle drinks deeply from her own mug.
>”Yeah. Seems so.”
>You admittedly find yourself similarly trepidatious of the brew now, as you eye your own mug uneasily.
>It /seems/ harmless, boiled and... whatever else they’re doing to it.
>But if it gives you hepatitis, you’re going to be pissed.
>Seeing as that damage would be done by now regardless, you take another sip yourself just to make Beacon squirm.
>He cringes deeply, and soon that cringe turns into a retch.
>Honestly, you’re impressed how much this doesn’t taste like blood!
>Gaelle, utterly indifferent to the sounds Beacon is now making, gestures to the corpse.
>”I’m stumped. Got any ideas?”
>You smile, and an earnest smile. Not the slightly forced one that the song was putting on your face.
“Not /yet/...”


>You love watching Anonymous work.
>Thankfully, the batty master of ceremonies had been keen on letting the tree of you take a look at that beastie.
>Beacon was off jabbering with the bloke now, which left the two of you alone to do the /real/ work.
>”Could you cut a portion of the arm here?” Anonymous asks, a small glass held over his eye.
>Using your mighty talon, you peel some of the “flesh” off.
>It's a harder ask than you would have admitted, it certainly /feels/ like you’re pulling apart wood.
>Probably is.
>With a hard yank, you pass the piece of barky skin and sappy tree meat over to him.
>”Fascinating!” he whispers as he takes a deeper look at it, all while poking and prodding it with his magic. “It doesn’t seem to be animated by magic like the Timberwolves of the Everfree. See these fibers? They mimic the tendons of our own muscles! This has to be some distant relative of clade Arborea. Like the Treants!”
>You caught maybe half of that, much to your chagrin.
>It’s hardly /your/ fault he’s practically your dream mate!
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>>43272353
>A pony with the wit and guile of a griffon, who’d have thought somecreature like this even existed?
>Hardly twenty minutes and he already had a working theory of how to classify this beaut!
>But you could’ve listened to him work on it for hours.
>Of course, chiorcolt had to ruin it.
>”He says they’re all around this forest,” Beacon said, approaching with that master of ceremonies. “The bats usually leave them be, and vice versa, but this one had been getting so close to town they felt they didn’t have a choice.”
>In very, VERY heavily accented equestrian, the bat continued, “It was prowling around just outside the borders of town for nights at a time. Like it was waiting for something. After nearly a fortnight had passed, we knew something needed to be done.”
>The MC smiled a fanged smile, “The baker’s son got to lead the party. Every filly in town wants his hoof now.”
>”Darn shame we didn’t get to see it alive,” Beacon says, completely ignoring what the old stallion had said.
>”Ah, but the dead can teach us so much, Beacon!” Anon says, “For example, did you know its blood was edible?”
>”All blood is edible,” the MC says.
>”I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.”
>For you, none of that was really any concern.
>Except for one thing the old stallion had said.
>”Like it was waiting for something.”
>It surely wasn’t the three of you, but... You don’t like the coincidence.
>The four of you stay there, on the altar, for most of the morning.
>The three of you cataloguing the creature, while the old bat regales you with the tale of the hunt.
>Even though it only happened the night before, it already feels exaggerated like a family story passed down a few generations.
>Though Anon, as usual, seems adept at sifting out the truly important details.
>”Really, head trauma?” he asks, interrupting the story. “I honestly wouldn’t have thought the head of this thing to be that important.”
>The old bat nods. “That’s right. Little Barmbrack put a throwing spear right through its eye and felled the beast! Although I guess he isn’t so little anymore.”
>Anon casts a discerning eye upon the head, an odd mix of pony and wolf, with an oversized mouth of wicked wooden teeth.
>”Fascinating! If you’re done bleeding it for cider, I’d love to autopsy its head. I’d just rather not accidentally mix in some spinal fluid and give you all a prion disease.”
>”A what?”
>Beacon abruptly stamps his hoof, “Hey, shh shh. Quiet!”
>For as much as he likes to joke around, you can tell when the pegasus is being serious.
>You hush up immediately, as does Anon.
>And when the old bat tries to start the story back up, Anon clamps his mouth shut with his telekinesis.
>It's past midday now, and nearly the whole rest of the village has gone to bed.
>So, without the music and sounds of singing, you ought to hear the typical sounds of the forest.
>You don’t.
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>>43272354
>There’s nothing, no sound at all.
>But it still speaks to you.
>This is the sound of an entire forest hiding from a predator.
>”What did you hear?” Anon whispers.
>Beacon’s eyes dart around, “A tree fall.”
>Suddenly, a second crash comes from the edge of the village.
>Shortly thereafter, a sonic cry goes up.
>The old bat shakes himself free of Anon’s magic, ”That’s the day watchmare!”
>Beacon turns his wings in the sun, golden blades glinting among the feathers.
>You shoulder your crossbow in turn.
>Anon steps out, gazing in the direction of the growing commotion.
>”Looks like we may be about to find out what it was waiting for.”

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>M.an
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>The train click-clacked along the tracks, as the sun could be seen slowly descending
>You were sitting next to the window, with your “coat” wrapped around you
>Thankfully, it wasn’t tied too tight, but it didn’t stop you from feeling like a clown
>There weren’t many ponies around
>While the other coaches had more travellers, the one where you were at the moment was practically empty
>Sunburst clearly chose it on purpose
>For a couple of minutes, you just looked at the landscape
>Your mind was elsewhere
>It was Trixie who broke the silence first
>”So, Kai… you never told us what your world is like, exactly”
>You take a deep breath before answering
“You wouldn’t believe me”
>”Try us”, Sunburst answered immediately
>Where to start?
“Well…”
>You look down, not feeling ready to confront the others
“For starters, everyone on Earth walked on two feet”
>”Sixty one centimeters!”, said Trixie without hesitation
>”See? Trixie knows her math”
>”I don’t think he’s talking about that kind of feet, Trixie”, answered Starlight
>”That’s why you had trouble walking and holding things, right?”
“Yes…”
“And also, you see…”
“There’s something else you should know”
“I already know all of you”
>You didn’t bother looking at them, but there was no doubt they were confused, to say the least
“I… I know it sounds stupid…”
>”Continue”
>Sunburst interrupting your excuse catches your attention, forcing you to lift your eyes
>Starlight and Trixie indeed look confused, but Sunburst seems determined
“Back home we have a thing called TV…”
>”Is that related to PE? Trixie always aced at that!”
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>>43272926
>Sunburst rolled his eyes
>”Trixie, I don’t think that’s what he’s talking about”, tried to reason Starlight
“In my world, Equestria is a… cartoon. Something people watch for fun”
>Starlight cocked an eyebrow, trying to interpret what you were saying
>”So our lives are an entertainment for otherworldly beings?”, asked Sunburst dryly
“No, I mean… It's like… a drama people watch…”
>You didn't know how to continue that sentence without making it sound worse
>It'll be better if you provide proof of what you're saying
>You looked at Starlight, trying to avoid Sunburst's unsettling stare
“Like… Millions of people saw how you used to be a villain but then became Twilight's ally”
>Starlight opened her mouth in awe
>You clearly struck a chord by mentioning her past
>”If you're new here, how do you know that?”, she asked incredulously
“I saw it on TV…”
>Trixie seems to want to say something related to physical education again, but Sunburst gave her a wordless denial by shaking his head
“It's a thing you have at home, and… it shows you things from other places”
>You realise you had never explained what TV is to anyone before
>Wikipedia would come in handy in moments like these
>Starlight looked increasingly uncomfortable at your statements, while Sunburst just listened to you with a serious expression on his face
“I saw things… like when Twilight became a princess…”
>You get interrupted by Sunburst
>”What are you talking about?”, he asked sternly
>The question confused you
>You looked at Starlight, and she was cocking an eyebrow at you
>Something here is off
>”When did Twilight become a princess? Trixie didn't get the memo!”
>Trixie didn't sound confused, she sounded as if she just wanted to ease the tension
>She let out a small giggle, but that didn't impress the others much
>”Kai, Twilight is not a princess, she's Celestia’s student… and she's my teacher at the same time”, said Starlight
>Once again, Sunburst showed you one of his smug smiles
>”Maybe Kai's been watching an alternate universe version of us… I'd believe anything at this point!”
>An alternate universe
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>>43272930
>Damn, you should have known better
>By the time Starlight became Twilight's protégé, Shining Armor was no longer living in Canterlot
>You realised this is like opening Pandora's box
>You start moving on your seat, getting increasingly uncomfortable
>How are things different compared to the show?
>”To be honest, Kai, I don’t know if you’re telling the truth or just fooling us”, said Sunburst while letting out a giggle
>”Well… Neither do I”
>Starlight’s response wasn’t a joke, she was being serious
>You feel like running away from there, no matter where
>Just like you’ve done your entire life
>”How was I on TV?”, suddenly asked Sunburst
>You stop to think your answer
“Well, in the TV show you were Starlight’s friend from foalhood… You show up once in a while, you’re good with magic, you’re friendly…”
“But you’re not…”
>You took your time to find the right word
>”In the show you’re not mysterious. You’re not hiding things. You’re just… a nice, nervous pony who loves hanging with Starlight”
>”And now?”, he asked quietly
“Now I don’t know what you are…”
“And that scares me”
>Everypony went silent for a moment, leaving the click-clacking of the train in the foreground for a while
>”It’s just… I’m confused”
>Starlight looked at you, with a nervous smile on her face
>”I think we’re all confused, Kai. Don’t worry, we’re in this together”
>You appreciate Starlight’s support
“Thank you. For real”
>You take a look at Sunburst
>He has his face lowered and is looking at the floor
“I-I’m sorry if I offended you”
>”You didn’t”, he answered without looking at you
“Whenever I saw you on TV I thought it would be awesome to come to Equestria and have fun adventures with ponies… but right now I don’t even know what to expect. I’m a complete stranger who doesn’t even have a cutie mark and neither of you is sure if I’m telling the truth or I’m just making everything up”
>”So… Trixie didn’t understand anything of what you just said”, the blue pony said enthusiastically
>”But she’s sure of one thing: you’re not a stranger to us. Not anymore”
>Once again, her kind words and warm smile made you feel better
>”And also, Trixie wants to know how she looks on PE”
>”Don’t you mean TV?... What do those letters even mean, anyways?”, asked Starlight
“Well, it means tele–”
>Your answer was interrupted as soon as Starlight put her hoof on you, her face looking startled
>Quickly, Trixie and Sunburst noticed the reason for her sudden nervousness
>They saw an unexpected guest coming to the coach
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serva te ab inferno
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>is that a snack you've got tucked away there?
>no, it brings fortune--where I'm from, anyway.
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>>43273900
That's the cutest colt I've seen round here <3
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>>43273900
I love culture shock transformations
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Wanting 2 be a pony feels like u need to vomit or somethings scraping its way out of u but u never vomit and it never bursts out of u culminating in ur sudden ponification how fucking GAY
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>>43272843
It's not mere act!
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>>43273900
Anon, that's gay
If you were a filly though...
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>>43272926
Wow, Trixie's so smart.
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>>43273900
fixed
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>>43275859
Kek, gotta put a bit more effort than that, that's still a stallion muzzle
>Insert you will never be a mare pasta
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>>43275897
Nah it's just a gen2 anonfilly plush given life
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>>43273900
Aw, 4chan stallion
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>>43272940
This version of Equestria's even better than the one on TV.
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>>43276282
Aw, this filly's cute! I feel like she's raising her hoof smugly after making a point about pony superiority.
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>>43277012
Hooves that every colt in Equestria must kiss
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>>43275897
Challenge accepted
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>>43277421
What a pretty pony.
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>THUD
>You gasp suddenly, grasping for air
>It feels like waking up from a dream
>This isn't your bed, tho
>The melody of birds chirping
>The tall grass getting grazed by the wind
>The smell of wet dirt and mud
>The sound of rushing water nearby, possibly from a river
>The sun, warming your coat ever so slightly
>Could this be?
>The promised land?
>You've only read this story, how many times?
>A loser like you gets stuck in a brightly colored country with talking horses
>This would be another story, in the middle of the night
>But it feels...
>You just feel it
>Your mouth tastes funny, looks like you forgot to wash your teeth before going to bed
>Hmmm, is that lavender you smell?
>Yep, there seem to be all manner of flowers, scattered randomly around you
>As well as several oak trees, making space for an opening in the forest
>Something ran by, and you barely catched it in the corner of your eye
>Must've been a squirrel
>Looking around, your suspicions finaly come true
>Dark gray tail
>Green coat
>A question mark, imprinted in your butt
>You try to get up, on your hind legs, like a human would
>A hooman
>Hugh Man, even
>You land face first into the grass
>Tastes good!
>You use your hooves to get up from the ground
>Funky, if these ponies can make it, surely you too
>You try your best to get up, and stay up in all fours
>Clumsily, you spot a river
>Like a kid with cerebral palsy, you make way as slow and steady as you can
>That is when you finally see your very own reflection in the mirror
>Your eyes are remarkably green
>Oh yeah
>You are now Anonstallion
>You take a small sip of water
>And just like Narcissus, you fall head first
>Its a good thing the water is only 3ft deep, otherwise you'd be in serious trouble
>wait, is it 3 feet, or 3 hooves?
>3 hvs, is that how you'd abreviate it?
>At the very least the water tastes good
>Lets hope they dont have any sort of brain eating bacteria in here
>You spot a big rock underwater, and attempt to stand on it
>Success
>Your head pokes out of the water
>But not without blowing water like a water hose
>It seems cartoon logic is already taking its effects on you
>All of a sudden, your ears pick up something
>Is that an airplane?
>You turn around
>Up there in the sky
>Through the clouds, you see 5 ponies flying in a V-formation
>Ah, no shit they're called the Wonderbolts
>It only takes them 3 seconds to fly overhead
>And as you turn your gaze to follow their trail, you spot it
>A giant, white castle
>Hanging by the side of a mountain
>Fuck yeah
>You are now Anonstallion in Equestria
>Canterlot doesn't look to far away now
>You look to your sides
>No wings?
>Oh well
>At the very least you got-
>Nope, no horn either
>Wingless, hornless, mareless Anonstallion in Equestria
>It seems you can't have anything good in life
>Is this even life?
>How can you be certain this isn't the afterlife?
>Or Hell?
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>>43278152
>Too many thoughts to consider while standing in the river
>At the very least the water is gently rushing
>You make your way to the river side
>Hmm, no gravel, just
>Grass?
>Where are you?
>This place seems very familiar, you're sure you've seen it in an episode
>The river flows from where you see Canterlot
>The elevation seems to go down, slightly
>You seem to be facing Canterlot from the front-right side
>So that would be North, yes?
>It's not like you've been out hunting before
>This is the most grass you've ever touched, probably in your life
>Oh well, may as well enjoy it
>Making your way up, you seem to have gotten used to walking in all fours
>You try running
>Trotting
>Doing that thing that Pinkie Pie does, bouncing
>You trip and fall on your face again after doing that
>It seems that move is exclusive to her
>Speaking of ponies, if this is a river in the forest, where are the ponies?
>Lets see, Zecora lives in the Everfree Forest, which looks nothing like the forest you're currently standing in
>And Fluttershy lives...
>Uhm, where does she live again?
>You stop upon hearing something
>Something's moving in the bushes
>Your eyes turn to your left
>Where they focus on a singular bush
>From which, a small, white bunny shows up!
>Quite the jumpscare, if you say so yourself
''Angel?''
>Is that your voice?
>The bunny freezes upon hearing its name
>Yeah that's Angel alright
>Oh, you weren't supposed to know that, right?
>Quick! Think of a lame excuse!
''Uh, I mean I-''
>Angel rushes to the forest as quick as you utter those words
''Okay, fuck me then...''
>You return your gaze to the river
>Its in that moment when you spot what probably startled Angel in the first place
>And right now, it makes your whole body dizzy
>Another pony in the other side of the river
>A green stallion
>With a dark grey tail
>and a question mark as his cutiemark
>A sharp, green horn, protuding from his mane
>And remarkably green eyes
>lost in a thousand yards
>staring right through your soul
>There's only 30 feet and a river, separating the two of you
>But the tension is drawing both of you closer and closer
>Is this a mirror?
>The way he stands is different than yours
>Hunching over, like a startled cat
>No, it can't be
>This is someone else
>Another anon from the board, maybe?
>Lets hope its not one of the shitposters
''Hey, you must be Anon too, right?''
>He remains motionless
>''No fucking way...how'd you even get here?''
>Ah, you two even have the same voice!
>His sounds a little dissapointed now tho
>But come to think of it, you don't really remember
>You remember your depressive ass life prior to this
>But...
''I mean, I just got here''
>''Too bad''
>Oh
''Why, what happened?''
>His horn begins to glow an omminous, green hue
''No no no slow down I'm not-''
>His posture is now arched, his face directly aiming at your body
''WAIT WAIT WAI-''
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>>43278154
>He lifts his head quickly
>Within a second, the green magic turns into a bright neon light
>You don't even think twice before running to the trees behind
>BOOM!
>A sudden shockwave forces you into the air
>The inertia and momentum you were carrying throw you deep into the forest before landing in a bush
>The sudden explosion even echoes through the forest
>What the fuck was that?
>You try to recover, but every single move only makes the bush go SHRHSHSHSHSH
>''Come back here!''
>The sound of unicorn magic is enough of a signal to get you up on all fours and start running again
>You turn around, and see a dark and brown cloud of dust
>Obscuring a faintly green aura, floating above the ground
>At that moment, a green beam of energy rips from the spot
>You manage to jump over a rock, which explodes shortly after
>it even makes a POP noise
>Imagine what it'd do to your body?
>While gaining distance from the terrifying lazer of death and destruction, a tree is cut, right in front of you
>The ground is clear enough for you to slide under it, avoiding the trunk falling on your face
>It seems the trees are actually dissipating as you run
>There's fewer and fewer trees as you run
>Just the bright blue sky in front
>Oh no
>Instinctively, you turn to your right
>An explosion however, halts your movement
>You turn back and start running to the left, getting closer and closer to the cliff
>You start to see more and more of the Equestria landscape as you duck under another one of the lazer attacks
>Indeed, you were close to Canterlot, and...
>Down below, you see a railway
>That's it!
>''HOLD STILL!''
>Your evil unicorn self seems to have a voice potent enough to echo in the distance
>But he can't aim for shit it seems
>Nevermind, another rock has been split in half, right in front of you
>This time you have to jump in time over the energy beam!
>You even rolled in the air, how nice of you!
>That's when you see the river, turn into a waterfall
>All you need to reach it, is another 15 seconds
>''WHERE'D YOU GO, FAGGOT?!''
>Yup, that confirms it, he's from the board
>''GRAAAAAH''
>9 seconds
>Another explosion drives several pieces of rock-shrapnel directly into your body
>It must be the adrenaline keeping you running at this point, you don't even feel it
>4 seconds
>You're bleeding from the left side of your body
>Weird, blood shouldn't be a thing in the show, right?
>You stop, dragging the mud across your hooves as you do so
>You're too exhausted to keep running
>You can barely catch your breath now
>You can hear your heart, pounding through your ears
>Shoot, how are you even standing right now?
>But atleast you've finally reached where the river ends in a waterfall
>From the edge, you can see that the river easily covers 100 ft from one side to the other, so crossing is a big no-no
>The drop is probably 150 ft, could you even survive it?
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>>43278156
>Should you keep calling it feet or hooves?
>''This land isn't big enough for the two of us''
>You return your sights to the river
>Anon-unicorn is surrounded by a green magic aura
>hovering above the river
>Menacinginly
''WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!''
>That came out of you, with what little air you managed to gather
>''You'll understand. Actually, you won't. It's been a while since another one of us showed up here...''
>He's monologuing
>Clearly, he must be autistic
>Wait, did he say ''another one''?
''Another one?''
>''...''
>The sounds of the waterfall is the only thing breaking this deafening silence
>''Oh God I fucked up...''
>He turns around, covering his face with his hooves in shame
>''Oh God, Oh Jesus, what do I do?''
>In that moment of spilled spaghetti, you don't hessitate further
>You gather all the remaining strenght in your body
>And so, you make one final run for the waterfall
>By the time he turns around, you're already in the air
>''OH MY FUCKING GOD!''
>The last thing you hear before hitting the water is the echoing sounds of autistic screeching in the distance...

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>>43278159
>Rubble, dust, burned leaves, fallen trees
>Everywhere little Angel looked, there was nothing but the aftermath of a bloody persecution
>Anything, but his precious deer's eye
>Yesterday, he saw it go away into the forest, by itself
>That wasn't good
>Right in the middle of the night too
>He figured he'd go early in the morning
>Which he did
>Today he had gone out through the rabbit hole in Fluttershy's sanctuary
>Its super easy to traverse through it
>It is just a manner of pattern memorization, and following the signs on each path
>All the paths he made branch from Fluttershy's home
>Therefore, if he gets lost, all he has to do is look back
>Obviously, Fluttershy doesn't know about this
>Why would she? A rabbit as proud as Angel can only share so much of its affairs with the rest of the animals
>As a result, if Angel doesn't come back by the next day, Fluttershy will immediately start looking for him
>And she'll start asking her friends to help, if it takes him that long to return home
>Pinkie Pie is notoriously good at finding him
>Unfortunately for Angel, he wasn't going home without his deer's eye
>He was just that comitted to finding it
>Fortunately, he followed one of the bird's directions into the mountains
>It only took him 3 hours to reach the outskirts of Canterlot
>So it was still early
>That's when he encountered...
>someone else
>Green coat, with a dark grey mane
>He actually can't remember the last time he saw one of those ponies
>And just as quickly as he spotted him, he called out his name
>And then, he saw something come out of the woods
>He saw Him
>He never liked Him, from the very first day he appeared in Ponyville
>His fake smile, his fake charisma
>All hiding something different that Angel himself was too fearful to ask
>This is why his deer's eye was so important to him
>To protect him and ward off the evil spirits
>''Oh, Angel?''
>Unfortunately, it found him
>His voice brought him back to the present
>Before he could even move an inch, he was immobilized by green magic
>That's when He entered his field of view
>''You know I've been looking for you all day, right? Fluttershy said you didn't say anything''
>Anon, as he called himself, had the biggest shit eating grin on his face
>Something Angel despised deeply
>''The way I see it, its just the two of us now...''
>Angel is then, levitated, and brought face to face with the unicorn
>Anon drops his smile suddenly
>''..and I would like to keep it that way''
>He brings him closer, almost eye to eye
>''Capish?''
>Angel has no option but to frantically nod
>Upon doing so, he falls on his butt upon being released
>''Good boy!''
>A sudden, spark of magic happens behind the two of them
>From it, a purple alicorn appears
>''Anon! How is-''
>She stops mid sentence
>''What happened here?''
>He shrugs
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>>43278181
>''Oh, you know, I was doing a practice run on those spells you taught me, and then I found Angel!''
>He brings his body down, forcing Angel into a hug using his left front leg and hoov
>''Ain't that right friend?''
>Angel is forced to nod and smile
>''Oh! Okay...I got some news I wanna discuss with you, actually...''
>Anon recoils, raising his eyebrow
>''Why didn't Spike do it?'
>''Oh, he's feeling sick, he's got some sort of...flu''
>A gentle (fake) smile appears in Anon's face
>''And you decided to deliver these news to me personally? Wow, look at you! Princess Twilight Sparkle, Express Friendship Delivery Service!''
>Twilight giggles lightly, covering her mouth with her left hoof
>''Yeah, I like delivering news. Anyway, Pinkie Pie found some glitter dust on the exposition room. I thought you should know''
>Wait, what are they talking about?
>''Oh yeah, glitter dust''
>Anon bites his lip while looking at the floor
>''Hmm, glitter dust''
>He ponders deeply into the cliff side
>''I know someone familiar with it, but she's not a thief as far as I'm concerned''
>''Oh!'', Anon exclaims, turning around excitedly, ''isn't that the unicorn you told me about? What was her name, Trish...?''
>''Trixie?''
>''Bingo! You told me about her! Didn't she try to use the Alicorn Amulet once and nearly took over Equestria?''
>Twilight looks down, supporting her chin on her hoof
>''I dunno, she learned her lesson long ago, I doubt she'd do something like that again...''
>Right as she says that, Anon then leans on Twilight, wrapping his arm around her
>''Right, but she's a magician right? C'mon, that's gotta mean something!''
>She nods, slightly
>''Right...right...''
>''Well'', Anon says as he unwraps from Twilight, ''it doesn't mean she's guilty. But it makes her a suspect!''
>Anon looks down at angel, his mask slipping away for a split second
>''Anyway, I gotta visit Fluttershy and tell her Angel's fine.''
>Twilight spreads her wings
>''Right, I'll see you at the castle''
>''See ya!''
>''Bye''
>Anon looks up at Twilight, taking off to Canterlot
>''Oh that castle...''
>By the time Twilight took flight, Angel was already long gone
>At least gone from Anon's field of view
>He managed to reach his secret tunnel via a hidden rock entrance that Anon barely missed
>As he traversed through his tunnel system, he can't help but think about what has happened as of late
>This can't be a coincidence, he thought
>His deer's eye is gone and now the unicorn maniac has eyes all over him
>He knew he had something to do with the dissapearance of the green ponies
>After all, how could he be the only one living here?
>Oh what if there were others?
>As the anxiety slowly creeps over Angel, he spots slides down a downward slope of the tunnel
>As he has done so many times before
>Well, two or three times
>Unexpectedly, he spotted a new opening, which he was rapidly approaching at a high velocity
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>>43278185
>The fight earlier must've shaped the earth just enough to uncover an underground lake
>Which Angel, was now unwillingly travelling through
>Not for long though, as he surfaced the water shortly after
>His desperate gasps for air echoed trough the pitch black darkness he found himself in
>As well as the sounds of a distant waterfall
>However, the water came to a standstill
>Angel found himself swimming in a not so deep body of water
>There was no lighting, nor a way to know where the water stopped
>There was, however, a gap in the far-nortest wall, from which a very faint source of light illuminated from under the water
>Its a good thing Angel knows how to swim, or else he would've been fish food long ago
>He takes a deep breath, and tries his best to dive underneath the wall
>Upon surfacing, the light is almost blinding
>Angel recognizes this cave entrance! It is located just bellow the Rainbow Falls
>And would you look at that! There's a familiar looking necklace, floating in the water!
>His deer's eye!
>As he swims excitedly to it, he stops upon noticing something else
>The unconcious body of a green stallion

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>Ouch
>You try your best to open your eyes, but the pain surrounding your body is overwhelming
>Even as you open your eyelids, everything is blurry
>You can make out some shades of green, blue, and darkness around you
>The ringing in your ears is eventually drowned by the sound of a nearby waterfall
>You're cold, the water around you is freezing
>But you're not floating, rather, it seems you've washed ashore an underwater lake
>As you slowly regain your vision, you also get to feel something, wrapped around your neck
>Gently, like a collar
>You use your two hooves to support yourself as you try to get up
>Looking down, you notice something that wasn't there before
>Some sort of...bean, wrapped around a red string
>This better not be some form of waste pit where the ponies of Canterlot throw their garbage in
>It doesn't smell too bad, though
>The cave seems to be wide enough to host a pool party
>You'll figure out what the meassuring system is later on
>As you get overwhelmed by random ass thoughts, you reconsider what just happened
>You turn around, and look into the cave
>There's no one here but you, it seems
>There's something else too...
>It would seem there's some sort of trail imprinted in the gravel floor of the entrance
>Looking closer, it seems to be a trail of hooves, imprited by some form of glitter
>And it leads to a tunnel entrance, that contorts into the left
>Squinting your eyes, you manage to identify a pulsing red hue, on the walls of the tunnel
>The pain in your left side has gotten worse, forcing you to release a loud SSSSSS sound
>Looking at it, there's all manner of things that have penetrated your coat
>Rocks, pebbles, sticks, leaves
>Your thigh is severely bruised too, who knows when you'll be able to walk again
>You ear picks up a sound, echoing through the cave
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>>43278189
>STEP
>STEP
>STEP
>That's when a shadowy figure peeks from the entrance of the tunnel
>You see a pair of eyes, twinkling in the dark
>Its staring right at you
>You don't even know what to say
>Your body is in too much pain to run away, but right now you're not thinking about the pain
>You're thinking about using what little strenght there is left on you to run away
>Your breathing has become labored, every gasp has turned into an intense battle for air with each passing second
>That's when it stops
>Its eyes suddenly dart around the cave, focusing on the cave entrance
>Particularly, one spot
>Just between two palm trees and a rock, something caught its attention
>Try as you might, you can't see it from your point of view
>What do you even do at this moment?
>Your body is too sore, literally every movement you've been unconciously doing feels like a needle piercing your bones
>But the figure is just...standing there
>Then, a sudden noise comes from the spot
>The sound of moving bush leaves, which makes its way deeper into the forest
>You turn around
>The fall must've clogged your ears really bad, because you didn't hear the moment the figure closed the distance
>Now it stood only 2 feet in front of you
>Hooves, whatever
>And it is staring down at you
>The illumination of the cave entrance has highlighted some crutial details, however
>At least its not some monster
>It stands in all fours, and most of its body is covered by a dark brown cloak
>Its head is also hidden under a hoodie
>But because you're below it, you manage to see the face of a mare
>A light green mare, with distinct green eyes
>And some patches of her dark grey mane covering her ears
>...you've seen her before
>She breaks the silence by reaching into her cloak with her left hoof
>From which, she pulls out a wooden canteen
>She moves closer into your left side, and gently sits down
''Hey''
>She doesn't respond. Instead, she gently brings her canteen closer to your lips
>GULP
>GULP
>The water tastes...different. Like rock, dirt, and minerals. But you're too thirsty to care
>She stops pouring after a couple of seconds
>After swallowing, you body tricks you into exhaling deeply
>She smiles lightly, before storing her canteen back into her cloak
''What now?''
>SHHHH
>Shushing, she brings her hoof to your lips
>''Rest easy. We'll talk later''
>Her voice was barely above a whisper. Soothing, and gentle
''Ok...''
>Her smile dissipates, before revealing a pouch from her cloak
>As you lay your heard on the floor once more, you can't help but notice the amulet on her neck
>Its metallic, dark, and it has a triangular shape
>There is a large gap in the center too, formed like a diamond
>The sound of the nearby waterfall is soothing
>You're starting to fall asleep
>''Rest, Anon...''
>Your vision goes dark once again

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>>43278190
>Where Ponyville's library once stood, now stands a huge castle
>It still bears some sort of ressemblance to the Golden Oak Library, although much larger, and much more...glittery?
>Anon didn't even like it the first time he arrived to Equestria
>Much like his ''''friends'''', he would've preferred the Library to be rebuilt after the battle with Tirek
>Or as he calls it, Season 5
>A lot of things could've been handled different, he thought
>But even though he is finally in the world he dreamed of, he is still complaining about it
>Perhaps if he was ''''the writer'''' none of this would've happened
>Nevertheless, he had finally walked all the way from the mountains in Canterlot to Twilight's Castle
>And by walking, really all he did was walk into the Friendship Express and hop in one of the wagons for free
>And then he walked from the train station to where he stood currently
>If there's one thing he could recognize, is the size of the castle
>The tall doors he was about to enter through were quite a sight to behold
>A nice shade of gold to contrast against the crystally blue roots of the place
>As he walked through staircases and the throne room, he kept pondering about the insides of it
>Everywhere he looked, it shined like like nail polish
>Except for the Cutie Map, which had been torn appart from the castle floor
>He had nothing to do with that, he's sure of it
>Going up the fifth staircase in a row, he finally reached Twilights room
>Hey that's a funny ammount of smoke just coming through her door
>KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
>''Room service!''
>''Come in!'', Twilight exclaimed
>As he pushed the door, he found himself in a rudymentary laboratory of sorts, with boiling flasks of green liquid, books hovering in the air, a giant cauldron in the middle of the room for no reason whatsoever?
>And of course, the Princess of Friendship herself, wearing a white labcoat and a pair of aviator glasses which made her pupils grow three times their size
>Cute!
>If he hadn't seen this exact set up in previous episodes, he would've been totally shocked
>She seems to be meddling with some form of glitter dust
>''Did you find anything?''
>She turns back to see him
>''Nope! I was hoping you could help me look into it''
>She then stands aside, revealing a microscope
>''And, how do you think I'm going to help, exactly?''
>She looks at Anon's butt, his cutiemark
>''I thought you said your talent was investigation''
>Indeed, that was what Anon had explained previously to the Mane 6
>Otherwise, how can you justify a giant question mark as your cutiemark?
>''Yeah right, how about I look at it normally this time?''
>Indeed, Anon is good at answering questions he already knows
>The closer he looked at the glitter dust, he realized something was off
>It was too glittery, if it made sense
>But it was unlike anything he had seen previously before
>''Say, about that...Trixie fella of yours...you sure she doesn't have anything to do with this?''
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>>43278191
>Twilight pondered, looking up into the roof for answers
>''I doubt she'd do it''
>He thought about it, before asking again
>''Are you sure? Didn't she have the amulet once already?''
>Anon had already made up his mind. Its unlikely Trixie had anything to do with this, because her vanishing powder is way different than this
>And he's sure it doesn't even work like that, which means this thing is something new
>Upon reaching that thought, his heart skipped a beat
>This happened yesterday, and today he found another one like him
>All of this means that he's no-
>''No Anon, she's with Starlight right now. They're looking for the Map as we speak'', Twilight says, smiling innocently
>She then reaches for her board, before igniting her horn with purple magic
>In that movement she just did, her labcoat was lifted ever so slightly, revealing her cutiemark and the shape of her back
>Anon smiled, and bit his lip discretely
>''Right'', he said, ''well I'll pass by them on my way to Fluttershy's. You uh, take care!''
>''You too!'', she replied, whilst focusing on her board
>Is that a Golden Ratio she's scrabbling?
>He takes one last good look at her before returning his gaze to the door
>That's when his smile quickly dropped
>A blue pony standing in the entrance
>His least favorite, rainbow colored, blue pegasus pony
>And she was mirroring his discontent on her face
>He didn't even bother to look at her after recognizing her
>He just walked by her and said ''See ya later Rainbow''
>Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, could not stop following Anon with her eyes
>She didn't even blink, she just waited for Anon to walk down stairs before shutting herself with Twilight
>At that distance, he can still overhear the immediate conversation happening in that room
>''Why do you thrust this guy?''
>''He's a friend!''
>''Ever since he showed up, weird things have happened and you expect me to believe HE has nothing to do with it?'
>Eugh, that raspy voice of hers is enough to drive Anon away
>''He's helping us, Rainbow Dash''
>''Come on! So was Discord, then he betrayed, I dunno, several times, and now he's gone!''
>''Discord has been gone several times''
>''Really? Fluttershy doesn't know anything about him. I'm telling you, he's got something to do with this!''
>''And is there evidence to prove he's secretly a super villian?''
>''...''
>''...?''
>''No Twilight.''
>''...''
>''Cheer up, we're all looking for our friends, alright?''
>''I'll keep looking then. Oh, Tank needs a new fan, could you help me out?''
>There's some noise coming from the cabinets of the room
>''I gotta go talk with the Wonderbolts, see ya!''
>The last piece of action Anon hears is a gushing wind sound, exiting Twilight's room
>God fucking dammit, he thought
>If he didn't have the social skills of a kid with Asperger's he wouldn't be a suspect
>Now he's gotta find another red herring to cover up for the thief
>...he'll figure something out

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>>43278193
>Darkness, everywhere you look
>The drowned sound of wind howling blows in your ears
>Both the floor and the sky are in pitch darkness
>And so is your body
>HEART BEAT
>Huh? That sound
>It came from behind you
>Turning around, you see...nothing
>But it sounded louder than the wind
>HEART BEAT
>This time, you managed to see a pulse of green, hidden in the distant fog
>It was dimly lit, but the light was enough to shortly illuminate your face
>HEART BEAT
>Now the light is aproaching
>Every HEART BEAT moves the pulse closer and closer
>But it also intensifies in brightness
>And that, in turn, is beggining to reveal more details, like an oddly shaped triangle behind it
>HEART BEAT
>The bumps and outlines seem to be taking the shape of...
>There's several outlines being revealed actually
>HEART BEAT
>It's not a pyramid
>It's a pile
>And those are the bodies of several ponies, on top of one another
>Now the light is gone, instead, every HEART BEAT seems to originate from within every single one of the ponies
>They're all green
>And their manes are all black
>Mares
>Stallions
>Fillies
>Colts
>One of them seems to be some sort of hypogrif
>And as you keep staring at it, the HEART BEAT intensifies
>Two HEART BEATS every second
>Three HEART BEATS
>Four
>Five
>And then
>Red
>All around you
>Everywhere
>But its like, a bright shade of red
>Almost like blood
>And now, it slowly fades to black
>You look around one last time
>That's when you see it
>It's what you can only describe as a hollow heart
>Or the dark outline of a large, hollow heart
>And it's beating continuously
>But the inside has something
>Someone
>Their outline is but a dark shadow against the red background
>Its tall, has four legs, a crown, and a large pointy horn
>Closer inspection of the face is a mistake
>The last thing you see is its eyes opening
>Releasing a blindling white light, that drowns the rest of the dream

>You gasp for air
>A small surge of adrenaline forces your spine to erect itself
>It feels as if there has been no oxygen around you all this time
>Even though the cave you're in is a little cold, you wake up drenched in sweat
>Your blanket is covered in sweat, actually
>''Welcome back''. The voice of a familiar looking mare greets you
>Looking to your right, you see her, sitting on a large pillow next to your bed
>Well, if you can call a conveniently shaped rock with blankets and a pillow a bed, that's up to you
>Atleast its not pitch dark
>The candles around you are bright enough to reveal her true colours
>Still gasping for air, you look at her closely
>She's uncloaked, virtually naked it seems
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>>43278209
>Her green is a little more pale compared to you
>Her mane is almost as short as yours tho
>Compared to you, her body is thin, looking more athletic than anything
>And that's a nice pair of wings she has!
>Oh, her thin flanks have the same cutie mark as you do
>And she seems to have noticed you, dissociating in the depths of her cutie mark
>Uhm, okay, think of something!
>Right now, you can't think of anything to break the ice
>It seems she won't speak unless spoken to
''You're not gonna...kill me are you?''
>''Dude'', she looks around her, ''I just saved you''
>You look at your own body.
>Not only did she dragged you around the cave for God knows how long, but she also covered your body in bandages
>There's pieces of rock, right inbetween the space between your bed and her pillow
>And they're covered in blood. Your blood, to be precise
''Yeah...'', you sniff. ''Thanks, Anon Mare''.
>That's right, you've seen entire threads on a certain blue and white colored website about pastel colored cartoon horses
>But this mare?
>She even giggles lightly, very lightly
>''Unbelieveable. I never thought I'd meet Anon Stallion himself''
>...that's not right, because you're not a character
>Well, right now you are a pony, a green stallion even
>but, you still remember your life before coming here
>You're...you!
''Uh, I'm not actually ''Anon'', you know?''
>''Neither am I, or any one of us if that matters''
>You sigh deeply
''You said ''us''?''
>''Well, you already met out shitposting friend out there''. She looks to the ground. ''I'm glad you're not like him''
''How'd you figure that?''. You raise an eyebrow
>''Hmm, he'll kill anyone that doesn't immediately say ''>rape'', or ''IWTCIRD'', or any other funny word''. She looks up, scratching her head with her right hoof. ''Most of us don't give much more than a second thought on what we'd do if we ended up in Equestria.''
>You remove the blanket from your body
''So its you, me, him, who else?''
>She sighs, deeply. ''I don't know. You're the first one I've seen in months.''. Her eyes face the floor, and get lost in your bloodstains.
''Hmm, right.''. You lift yourself up. Surprisingly, the pain in your body is...gone?
>She lifts her face once more, noticing you. ''All better?''
''Yeah.'', you mutter. What else is there to say?
>You've never talked to a girl in this particular context before. There's too many questions to ask, and you feel insecure that you may end up fucking it all up
>Oh gosh oh gosh wat do wat d-
>''Okay first of all'', she interrupts your train of thought by raising her right hoof, ''I would preferably like to handle this like the adults we are...''
''Okay...''
>And before you get to say anything else, she closes the distance between your face and hers
>She pushes her snout against yours, penetrating your soul with her eyes
>Nose to nose, but...not in a romantic way
>The presure is enough to make you scrunch
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>>43278211
>''If I catch you staring at my butt one more time, I will make sure you never get to meet your waifu, understand?''
>You nervously nod
>''Good'', she says while pointing at you with her hoof. ''That being said...'', she returns to her original position
>Once again, sadness seems to have overtaken her
>Is she on her period?
>No you can't ask her that!
''So uh, from what I've gathered''...
>Let's see, what do we know so far?
>There's more Anon ponies, but, they're not really characters, they're very real people like yourself
>Very autistic, normal people from the looks of it
>Except that your Unicorn friend over there is a turbo autist that is gatekeeping Equestria for himself, maybe
>Who knows how many more of you have been here already?
Finishing your train of thought, you continue speaking. ''...there's more of us, right?''
>She doesn't react, and only replies in a moody tone. ''There were...''
>Gosh, you could've been a thriving society of Anonymous in Equestria
>But she herself seems to have been more personally affected by it
''I'm sorry to hear that, uhm...Anon Mare?''
>She looks up at you, her sadness gone from her face once more. She twists her snout before replying. ''Well, obviously that's not my name, but I'm not gonna share MY name...''. She ponders with her right hoof. ''I guess you can call me anything BUT Anon Mare''
>Well, you'll think of something...
>She does look a lot like a
''You kinda look like a tomboy. Can I-''
>''No''. She frowns upon you.
>That burning you feel?
>It is shame
''Sorry, I'm a little autistic. Uhm'' you try to avoid her eyes, only to be chased by them. ''You can call me anything I guess.''
>''Okay, Anything!''. She gets up, and heads into the entrance of the room
>All this time, this cave you've been has been merely a bedroom
>''Anything's too long of a name. Can I call you ''Any'' instead?''
''No. You frown upon her. That's an Any, with an ''ɛ''
>''Sure. We can talk outside, if you want to.'' As she heads for the entrance of the bedroom, she turns her head around
>''Coffee or tea?''
>It takes every inch of your willpower to not look at her butt
''Tea would be nice''
>She doesn't say a word, she just leaves the room
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>>43278212
>As you get up, you watch the ground, careful not to step on your previously-owned shrapnel
>''Hey do you want it hot or cold?'', her voice echoes from the entrance of the room
>Considering that you're still partially wet in sweat...?
''Cold''
>You exit the room, and see a rudymentary...living room of sorts
>There's enough space to fit maybe 5 ponies side by side
>Are you gonna measure things with ponies now? This is so weird
>Well, there's a kitchen bar, a table, a set of 4 chairs, and even a TV
>But everything's carved out of rock, so...
>Its more so a TV carved in the wall
>There's also a large tunnel, that splits into three
>You can see some sort of candle light, dimly reflected on the walls of the tunnel
>SPARK
>Anon Mare taps her hoof strongly into the ground, echoing all around the cave
>So loud in fact you turn to her in shock
>Several sparks of lightning dance haphazardly on the kitchen bar, before a kettle starts moving on its own
>Anon Mare-well, however she'd want to be called, walks to the bedroom
''I didn't know pegasi could conjure magic''
>''Nope'', she says, entering the bedroom, ''In fact, most ponies can't even come close to accomplishing this type of magic. Uhh, unless of course they're Starlight Glimmer...''
>She peeks through the door. ''You do know who she is, right?''
You scuff. ''What am I, fan of the fandom?''
>She doesn't question it. Instead, she returns into the bedroom. ''Well, our unicorn friend out there dropped the show after season 5. He told me before he tried to...y'know...''
''Oh...sorry to hear''
>SPARK
>after a moment of silence, two pillows come out of the bedroom
>on their own
>and then proceed to walk all the way to the table, resting on where you'll eventually sit
>This seems...oddly familiar
>''Oh, have a seat, I'm just...'', there seem to be all manner of random sounds coming from the bedroom
>Was that an elephant?
>Nevertheless, you decide to head for the table
>You sit on the far end, facing the bedroom, hoping the pillows don't mind laying your butt on them
>That's where a cup of tea, materializes in front of you
>And a chilled, metallic tea jar
>...
>Oh it won't pour itself? Ok then
>As you serve yourself, once again, Anon Mare manifests right in front of you
>And now, she's reading a copy of the Canterlot Daily
>All of this random magical nonsense has to have a reason
''So...'', you speak as you pour, ''you're Discord?''
>''Nope, but now that you mention it, we gotta go look for him''. She keeps reading
>Isn't he with Flutt-
>Before you mutter a word, she puts the newspaper right on your eyes
>It forces you to stop pouring
>MUSEUM OF CANTERLOT ROBBED IN BROAD DAYLIGHT!
>you didn't know this thing existed but there it is. Some artifacts went missing
>ELEMENT OF KINDNESS URGES THE POPULATION TO LOOK FOR DISCORD
>Sure, if he knew what your evil doppelganger was up to, he'd probably turn him inside out or something.
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>>43278214
>What else...?
>...oh, looks like you missed Lyra and BonBon's wedding
''Right, I'm gonna take a guess an-''
>She turns around the newspaper in an instant
>ANON AND PRINCESS LUNA...DATING?! MORE INFORMATION BELOW!
>You read below and it seems to be a bunch of made up stuff about those two, but in that picture you see Luna and your unicorn friend entering a library
>This is the moment where you piece two and two together and...
>Yeah you got nothing
''So Discord's gone, someone broke into Canterlot Museum, and this fucker gets to bang his waifu like nothing is wrong?''
>While you were distracted, Anon Mare poured herself some tea. ''As far as I know,'' she sips, then continues, ''that's not his waifu.''
>Hmm...and that dream you had earlier would've for sure caught the attention of the lunar princess herself
''And all of this happened what, within a week?''
>She just nods, gently, enjoying her tea
''So you've been hiding for a whole week in here?''
>She finally opens her eyes, looking at you
>''A couple of months. Discord had the brilliant idea of dealing with the plague of the Anonymous by himself, without the mane 6 knowing''
You raise an eyebrow, ''...and what happened?''
>''as is often the case when the lord of Caos makes a plan behind everyone's back'' she shrugs, '' it backfired miserably''
''Oh...seems very in-character for him.''
>She keeps staring at you, with her tea cup on her hoof.
>You haven't touched your tea. And both of them are judging you now
>Oops
>You bring your head down to the table, and put your two hooves on each side of it
>SIP
''Oh this is some bomb ass tea-''
>You don't even get to finish your sentence before she spits out her tea in laughter
>That phrase triggered a sleeper agent that made her wheeze uncontrollably
>You said it outloud
>And now, she's on the floor, laughing in tears. ''OH MY GOD! YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACE!'', she yells, while rolling in the floor
>You can't help but chuckle at the thought
>''OH! Oh...oh my sides'', she tries her best to get up on all fours
>''Oh my God...ahemm'', she locks in, trying her best to make a serious face
>''Alright, alright, you win''. You manage to crack one more smile out of her before she goes super-serious-mode yet again
>Your smile dissipates too
''Right...so uh...''
>You try to make sense of all of this, still
>that's when you recall a familiar looking amulet on her neck
''So uh, was that the Alicorn Amulet back there?''
>''It was!''. She reaches into her left wing, and pulls it out of there. Indeed, it has been hollowed out
>''Our unicorn friend managed to shatter it before it got into the wrong hands...''
''Hooves''
>She scrunches. ''Right. At least the wings still work...kind off''. She gently taps the amulet with her hoof and indeed, a red bloom can be seen, faintly emanating from the wings
>You ponder into your tea cup
>The weight of the fucked up reality you're residing in starts to become more and more apparent
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>>43278218
>Discord is gone. That means Fluttershy doesn't have her protector
>Luna is close with the other guy, which is dangerous enough as is. Who knows what he'd tell her?
>That dream you had? Anon Mare over here probably saw it become a reality
>''...Anon? You OK?''. She breaks the silence
''I'm...sorry. All of this is wrong, and I have no idea what you've been through but...''
>Still pondering at your cup, you stand up, on top of the table
>You think about all the times you were in tears, knee deep in depression.
>Everytime the ponies made your day just a little bit better.
>Every character that got a good laugh out of you when you needed it the most.
>Every song that made you sing along with glee. Every drawing, video, music video, comic, and media that kept you going, even during the harshest days.
>You exhale deeply, thinking about the good ol days...
''This world means so much to me. I don't think I'd even be the same if it wasn't for Twilight and her friends''. A single tear runs down your eye, as you crack a smile. ''I think its time for me to return the favor. I think its time to save them. No matter what. ''
>Anon Mare is speechless. Her mouth, remains wide open
''Now'', you finally look at her. ''How do we get into Canterlot?''

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>>43278220
>Don't be fooled by the bright blue sky, or the birds chirping happily in the trees nearby
>Or even the afternoon breeze, gently blowing away the aroma of flowers, wet dirt, and nature
>There isn't a single thing making Anon smile on this day
>Back on Earth, he was the biggest procrastinator you'd ever met
>Guy would leave all of those unfinished tasks for later if it meant getting to relax for ''just another 15 minutes''
>Lately, procrastination has been bitting him in the ass
>Yesterday, the Allicorn Amulet? Gone
>Angel? Mysteriously goes missing
>And now, not only is there another one like him around
>Not only did he let him get away
>Not only did he traumatize Angel for life
>Now it turns out theres a thief?
>And its not Trixie?!
>Oh, and Rainbow Dash is onto him
>Although, he already checked above him several times while he made that little walk across the forest
>No blue spandex rainbow girl on sight
>Still, this was the day he would catch up
>The trap has been set
>The bait
>The switch
>The area
>The assist
>Everything
>All of the important characters have been dealt with accordingly, one way or the other
>Discord? Luna? Celestia? Won't be bothering him
>Sure, blue cunt is on his ass, but the rest of the mane 6 are too distracted to suspect
>And the other Anon? Probably fell on his way down the waterfall
>All according to keikaku
>Well, actually, he should verify what happened to him after this is done for
>For now all that's left is-hey was there something up there?
>...
>After watching deeply into the skies above, he sees a swarm of swans, catching up to their leader
>He sighs in relief
>Returning his sights onto the trail upfront, he spots two familiar looking ponies in the distance
>A blue unicorn mare, with a silver mane, hidden under a magicians hat
>And...her
>There wasn't a single pony Anon hated the most
>In fact, she was the reason he stopped watching the show
>Just thinking about it made his blood boil
>The hatred he had made him dissociate, enough to make him forget he had slowly gotten closer to the duo
>''Oh! I'm thinking about a new magic trick!''
>''...do tell''
>''No ideas yet, but there'll be fireworks involved, and, and-oh hey!''
>Trixie makes eyecontact with Anon, which in turn, makes him nod upward
>''Your Highness'', he said while gently bowing his head
>Trixie just smirked at him
>This gesture, however, got the attention of the one pink unicorn with a swirled purple mane he hated the most
>''Oh hey Anon''
>Even her voice was repulsive
>''So'', he said, ''any news on where the Cutie Map might be?''
>''Well, we saw some form of star fly through the sky and...'', she points with her head towards the trail
>Which is now, the outskirts of the Everfree Forest
>An ominous bright blue hue could be seen, emanating from within
>Anon raises an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised
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>>43278223
>He turns to Trixie, who has found temporary refuge on Starlight's hooves
>''Are-are you sure you wanna go there?''
>Starlight looks down on her, visibly worried. ''Well, this is where the trail leads...''.
>She even put her hoof on Trixie's head, gently reassuring her
>Why does it have to come from her, of all ponies?
>His mask comes right back on, faking a worried look on his face
>''Well, there's only one way to find out'', he said, leading the path ahead
>Starlight just glared at him
>He'd love it if this was the last time she stared at someone
>Keep it together man, just a little longer
>Starlight eventually stepped forward
>Trixie, reluctantly, followed after her
>All he needs to do, is lead her into the trap
>The trap for Starlight, the trap specifically chosen to get rid of Starlight, Starlight's trap
>Where the brambles are thickest, there you will find
>A pond beyond the most twisted of vines...
>''Wait a minute...!''. Starlight's objection made Anon's heart skip a beat
>He slowly, turns around
>Trixie has found refuge behind the conveniently-pony-shaped trunk of an old tree
>''W-what is it?!?!?!''. Anon could see the individual exclamation points coming from her voice
>''It's OK'', Starlight intervened. ''I know exactly where we're going! Come on guys!''
>As Starlight excitedly leads the way, Anon has no choice but to be delegated from squad leader to squad member
>CRACK
>The noise of a sudden, tree branch, cracking is enough to make Trixie run to her unicorn best-friend
>Anon looks behind him
>He's either being too paranoid
>Or there's something else in this forest, watching over him
>Whatever the case is, he can't turn back now

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>Well Anon, the day is still early
>The plan's simple right? Find Unicorn Anon, jump on his ass
>???
>And then profit!
>The idea is that, if you two come out into the public's view, that'll draw the attention of the big autist himself
>He'll turn you into dust and then claim it was some bullshit from...some pony else
>Therefore, if you two find a way to restrain him and bring him to justice, then you may have a chance at fixing this world, bit by bit
>Or atleast, that's her plan
>The specific details about what went wrong previously is still a mystery, but you're willing to leave it for later
>Act first, ask questions last, right?
>Both of you have finally exited the cave, avoiding the magnificent waterfall on the entrance
>Anon Mare then stops, raises her hoof, and looks around
>Without saying a single word, she takes to the skies, and quickly flies around
>SWOOM
>SWOOM
>She stops three feet in front of you, before slowly making her descent
>''The coast is clear''
''Wow, you're pretty fast.''. Your blank stare of amazement is enough to make her blush, even if just a little
>She tries her best to hide that blush by shrugging it off
>She then extends her arms toward you
>Wait what?
>''Come on Anon, you didn't think we'd have to climb the whole thing, did ya?''
>You totally did
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>>43278224
>Just as you're about to extend your arm, you see a bunch of horizontal rocks, that go on a zig zag motion, all the way to the top of the waterfall
>''Have it your way''. She follows you, unexcitedly, without breaking flight
>Jumping into the first step on your way up, you realize, you're quite good at jumping!
>You're accomplishing several jumps that are three times your height with ease
>Anon Mare, on the other hand, ascends at your rythm
>She just stares at you
>''So, should I keep calling you Anon? I know you're not gonna tell me your name, but...''
>Pretty good question
''Just don't call me anything stupid''
>''Well, I was thinking, your coat is a little more intense than mine. Like'', she scratches her head, ''a little more citrus-y?''
>Another jump done, another chance to reply
''You mean, like a lime?''
>She goes up to your face, again. This time, in an excitedly manner
>''Yeah dude! I think I'm gonna call you Lime from now on!''
>You think about it while you un-scrunch your face
''That doesn't sound too bad. Sure!''
>She flutters back, keeping her distance once more
>''Very well. You are now Lime, in Equestria!''
>Another jump succesfully landed, although you came too close to the edge
''Lime in Equestria? Sounds like an awful name for a greentext story''
>Her smile fades away. ''A really shitty greentext story''
>You make the last jump, now reaching some well-placed vines
''Well'', you say while crawling up, ''its one thing to read those things, and another thing to-''
>She gets a little impatient, and uses her head to lift your butt
>Immediately, you find yourself at the top of the cliff
''Another thing to experience it yourself''
>''Yeah'', she sights, descending to your side. ''I've always wanted to, y'know, have a tea party with the girls, or see Zecora's potions, or...y'know, marry a handsome stallion one day''
>You look her dead in the eyes
''Stallion?''
>She looks offended that you even remarked it in the first place. ''You know I'm a girl, right? Like, outside?''
''Like, a trans girl, or-?''
>She glares at you with the dissapointed look of a mom who just found out her daughter banged her highschool teacher
''Got it''. You feel spaghetti on your hooves
>She aproaches you, and pats you in the head lightly
>''Good boy''. As she passes by you, you notice the castle isn't too far away
>You instinctively crack your neck
''No time for games now, let's move it!''
>And then, without a headstart, you start trotting as fast as you can
>Anon Mare follows after you, flying at your pace
>Hey, you should probably think of a name for her

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>Sight, well done Anon.
>The three of them made it to the Mirror Pool
>As a manner of fact, the blue glow seems to have fainted out a little, but the source indicates that it came directly from the pool
>Starlight and Trixie look puzzled, confused at eachother
>From the other side of the pool, Anon looks around him one more time
>They're both distracted!
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>>43278225
>With a sigh of relief, Anon beggins to gather the magic of his surroundings...
>Meanwhile, Trixie stares a little too close into the pool, her eyeball barely grazing the water
>''Well, if I do end up in need of an assistant...''
>Starlight grabs her by the torso and picks her up
>''I don't think that will be necessary!'', she nervously chuckles. ''Still, why is the mirror pool glowing so much? I don't underst-''
>''WATCH OUT!'', Trixie managed to yell at the last second the moment she saw Anon's horn glow a menacing green shade of magic
>It all happened too fast
>But all Anon could see, was the trail of a rainbow, moving Starlight out of the way of his magic spell
>It happened in the blink of an eye
>SWOOSH
>...
>POOF!
>Trixie didn't get so lucky. She had now been encased inside a purple crystal
>Anon's pupils shrunk when the dust cleared, as he realized the scene unfolding right before him
>Rainbow Dash was now staring him down, with her back arched, bloodshot eyes, and her ears folded back
>''I KNEW YOU WERE BEHIND THIS! I'M GIVING YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO EXPLAIN YOURSELF!''
>Starlight only looked at Trixie, extending her hoof to hers, connecting with eachother even through the crystal glass
>Although, Trixie's hilarious expression of terror is making it hard for Anon to take it seriously
>''This doesn't concern you Rainbow, move out of the way!''
>Rainbow Dash hasn't blinked in a while now
>She has only scoffed, and frowned her eyes even further
>Starlight, unfortunately, has now directed her attention to Anon, mimicking the same expression Rainbow Dash has
>''God fucking dammit'', Anon whispered
>Starlight takes a step forward, raising her face
>Rainbow Dash has not moved a muscle beyond her breathing
>But Anon? He's petrified
>That's when it hits him! The solution!
>He swings his head into the ground, gathering as much magic as he can
>Rainbow Dash doesn't hessitate and zooms into him
>Starlight moves on front of Trixie, whilst gently twisting her head into the ground
>But its too late
>Anon casts a blinding light, while jumping high into the air!
>''And solemnly sweared not to be sca-''
>SPLASH
>Rainbow Dash missed him totally, nearly crashing into the wall of the cave
>Starlight's horn glows with intensity
>But Anon, is nowhere to be seen
>Until the water finally starts clearing
>And now, two Anon's emerge from the pond
>And simultaneously, they finish the poem
>''At the prospect of being doubly mared!''
>Immediately, both of them rise from the mirror pond
>Anon 2 stares at Rainbow Dash, grinning with glee
>But Anon 1 has shifted his focus to Starlight
>''And now it's an even fight''
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>>43277231
What happens if they don't?
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Be proud
Be loud
Be filly
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>>43278239
Summary gelding
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>>43276973
She's just showing off at this point.
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>>43278501
Be a pony with a great butt
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>>43279038
So lovely <3
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As decreed by the Diarchy of Equestria, and concurred by the Crystal Empire:
The shifting of species is hereby formally illegalized. Those wishing to, quote, "become the small horse" will be subject to revision and imprisonment. Those already transformed into species not their own shall be subject to revision and stern lecture.
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>>43278218
i hate him
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>>43279685
This isn't the magic of friendship at all.
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>>43280999
How unbecoming of a filly
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>>43278337
So true, haven't seen you in a bit
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>>43279673
We love our mystery mares
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>>43281248
Anon can never unbecome the filly.
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>>43279565
>"Ah can't believe Anon would hang around with a filly like her! Ah mean, why? She's rude, looks down on ya if ya don't have more money than sense and she smells like pineapples! They ain't even apples!"
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>>43281931
Poor anoncolt getting roped in. He's so adorable
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>>43281931
It is impossible for anoncolt to rape me
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>>43281931
Such a cute animation
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>>43282273
But the other one can?
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>>43282570
Well, yea, girls are icky
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>>43280359
Yeah, it's pretty bad.
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>>43282594
Even horse girls?
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>>43283648
It might be hard to understand if you’re really far down the WXS rabbit hole, but horse girls can absolutely be icky (especially if you’re bent on simply being a pony with a minimal degree of molestation).
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Chapter I
>1995.
>New year, new you.
>Or at least an idea of a new you.
>Nobody keeps those resolutions for more than a week.
>You sit up on the roof of your 1983 Ford Ranger.
>It’s a beater, but it’s better than nothing.
>The fender is barely holding on.
>A headlight is out.
>And the windows feel like you have to crank a boulder on a jack to open them.
>Probably should fix the headlight though.
>Might get pulled over for it.
>19 year old in a traffic stop sounds like a horror film for college students.
>You shake your thoughts away about the car, and refocus on the cliff you’re parked on.
>Or what’s in front of it.
>The view of Biloxi was pretty up here.
>Felt like the only pretty city in Mississippi, right on the beach.
>Everywhere else was okay, but this was a gem.
>The casinos looked real pretty, though the memory of getting thrown out of that one when you were 14 muscles it’s way to the front of your mind.
>Think of something else.
>Housing was surprisingly cheap for the area.
>Well, no intriguing thoughts are popping up.
>Might as well sleep.
>You remember it’s new year’s night.
>Neighbors would either get drunk or blow out backs.
>It’s probably both.
>Sleeping in the car suddenly gets way more appealing.
>Jumping down and opening the door, you crawl into the backseat.
>Locking the door behind you, another thought comes to mind.
>You remember that you did lock your apartment, and your 2 seconds of panic subside.
>Before you sleep, your hand instinctually grabs the box of VHS tapes you have.
>Even when you were a kid, VHS was always such a cool thing to you.
>Recording memories and see Tom Cruise?
>Absolutely amazing.
>With your hand firmly protecting your precious treasure, your eyelids grow quite heavy.
>Least it was easy to fall asleep tonight.
<>
>”Who is he?”
>”He just showed up on the side of the lake, I genuinely don’t know who he is.”
>By instinct you start to speak and try to get up.
“I’m sorry officer; I’ll mo-“
>You fall right back onto your back.
>Are your hands covered in butter or something?
>You inspect your trusty righty.
>…
>That’s a hoof.
>What.
“Is this some elaborate prank where y’all stuck me in a horse suit or something?”
>The blurry white and pink blob slowly comes into focus.
>Some sort of…
>What.
>Horse?
>Wearing a nurse hat, and it looks like a she.
>“You’re not in a tailored suit, but confusion is normal when somepony unconscious wakes up.”
>Using your newfound limbs, you sit up on the hospital bed.
>At first the equine nurse instinctively tried to stop you.
>But she let you get up and leave the bed.
>It’s hard to walk with four legs, but it’s easy enough to figure out.
>After falling once, you spot a mirror on the side of the bed.
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>>43283949
>At this point the nurse is just watching you get acclimated to your environment.
>Finally, you can see how to get this suit thingy off.
>It feels pretty real though, a bit too expensive for a prank.
>You try and pick up the hand mirror on the bed stand next to the hospital bed.
>After fiddling with it, you rear like a horse and try to grab it.
>The nurse seems to look away, her face a bit redder than before.
>Not knowing what she is worked up about, you try to see how bad of a suit they put on you.
>Finally, you get the mirror facing your face.
>…
>That’s not a suit.
>Your face, it’s a horse.
>You blink your right eye, and your reflection perfectly answered you.
>No.
>You don’t believe it.
>A soft voice behind you brings you out of your spiral.
>”Are you okay?”
>You almost forgot she was here.
”Am…Am I actually a horse?”
>The nurse laughs a bit at your genuine question.
>…Would she be considered a nurse or a vet?
>Minor questions for later.
>She responds in a voice of patience and slight tinge of normality, like she is used to hearing this.
>”Of course you are, but with that kind of question you should lay down again.”
>Looking around you only see photos of Horses.
>Colorful, and not like the ones you remember seeing.
>You try and get back into the hospital bed. This is probably a dream anyways.
>”What’s your name?”
“Anon.”
>”…Interesting name, I’ve never heard that before.”
>You look around for anything familiar.
>The mare catches on, and taps your shoulder, if it could be considered that.
>”Oh, If you’re worried about your book and those strange black boxes you had, Dr. Hooves wanted to look at them. He said he’ll dissect them for study. Just thought you’d want to know.”
>What.
>Dissect?
>NOT TOM CRUISE!
>You spring out of the bed in a panic.
“Where is he?”
>She looks a little worried now.
>”A-Anon calm down-“
“WHERE IS HE?!”
>She points to a group of ponies outside,
They all seem to be discussing something over your box.
>The hospital passes in a blur as you gallop to the entrance.
>You didn’t know you’d get used to walking on all fours this fast.
>Not now, Top Gun was in danger.
>You charge through the entrance, and see a pony about to carry your precious VHS tapes away.
>You remember what your father taught you.
>Shoulder charge.
>Ramming into the brown Stallion, he’s sent flying back about 15 feet.
>You take the box and put it behind you, standing guard to your stash of magnetic strips.
>”What the buck are you doin’?!”
>Orange and yellow mare is yelling at you.
>She walks up to you first, but the others move to help the poor Stallion on the ground.
>There’s a fire in her eyes you can’t describe.
>”Why did you go up n’ hurt this poor pony?”
>Sadly the fire wasn’t interest in you.
>Looks like some explaining is due.
>Least you know it’s not a dream.
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>>43283951
Chapter II

>The brown stallion stands up.
>He’s not looking too happy about what you’ve done.
>That should’ve been obvious from the outset.
>You think of solutions and excuses out of the problem.
>He DID touch your stuff without permission.
>Then again that doesn’t warrant a shoulder charge.
>Can’t bust a cap in a thief back home.
>Well you probably could back home actually.
>But that logic wouldn’t work here.
>An idea creeps into your panicked brain as the Doctor speaks up.
>“The cost of my injury is yours to pay, not mine.”
>Orange mare with cow…mare? Hat tries to comment with him.
>“You better-“
>Cutting her off, you insist probably one of the hardest deals you’ve made time wise.
“I’ll make it up to you doctor, I-I’ll make more of these.”
>”What would I need with these if they only just contain a roll of funky paper?”
>Wait these horses don’t know what a VHS is.
>That encyclopedia better come in handy.
“You use them for watching things, when you put them in a machine, it can show you moments someo- somepony captured and put into them.”
>Well said, Anon.
>“Well, what will he want with yer boxes that let you see other horses?”
>The Doctor’s love of science gets the better of him, and he can’t resist listening to you now.
>”You mean you can see things that ponies in different places saw and how it exactly occurred?”
“Yes.”
>You coolly reply.
>Though, bargaining for forgiveness of a debt for VHS tapes, a player, and a TV sounds darkly poetic.
>How the hell do you even make a VHS player? Nevermind get it to play?
>You’ll figure it out somehow.
>The Doctor is literally jumping for joy, against the Orange Mare’s wishes.
>”I’ll forgive your transgression if you can make me one of these little things and the means to use them in a week.”
>What.
>A week?
>How does he expect you to make all of this in a week?
>To be fair, he didn’t even know this tech existed until around 2 minutes ago.
“Alright, I can do that. Should I also- wait Nevermind.”
>Not going to make more work you can questionably complete for yourself.
>”I’m Doctor Hooves by the way, nice to meet you.”
>Why is your first friend here someone who you’ve basically sent to the hospital?
>Is the next friend you make going to be someone you almost drown?
>Nope, don’t jinx yourself.
>With the situation solved, the Orange Mare backs off.
>Though she discreetly makes a “Eyes on you” gesture with a hoof.
>The Herd dissipates, and you release a breath you forgot you were holding.
>Taking your precious box, you depart to find any sort of lodging, only to forget you don’t have any money.
>So, you look around for at least some way to help yourself.
>1 week to make a player, and a TV.
>Lord have mercy on your soul.
<>
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>>43283952
>Apparently word got out about your little project, and now Hooves has been getting thousands of letters of mail.
>You as well, but to a lesser degree because you only just got this small house.
>Mayor heard of your plight and organized you into a home.
>Some sort of disadvantaged pony program.
>What was it called?
>Section 8?
>Awfully familiar.
>Normally you don’t like to take handouts, but it’s not like you have a choice right now.
>It’s not a particularly bad house.
>One story, a few bits of furniture here and there, fridge, and a bed.
>Has a pretty cabin-like structure to it.
>Wait.
>There’s a fridge?
>There’s manufactured goods in here like canned…
>You don’t even know what vegetable that is.
>How have these ponies not figured out how to record things yet?
>Or how to use electricity to a higher degree.
>This place is weird, man.
>You’ve been spending your time now cramming the encyclopedia that (Luckily) came with you in the box when you left.
>It’s the one your father gave you when you were 7.
>You loved how you could just correct anyone in a room with it.
>Then got endlessly insulted, but that never really bothered you much.
>Good times.
>…Why didn’t your other items come with you?
>Why specifically only the ones you had some sort of connection to?
>You didn’t know, but that wasn’t your main focus yet.
>Back to cramming.
>After a whole 10 seconds of study you’re done with it.
>Old habits die hard
>Someone knocks (Kicks?) at the door.
>Is it that Orange Mare?
>Looking through the peephole, it’s covered in dust but you can see a purple blob.
>Opening the door, it’s a purple mare with…wings?
>What.
>”Hi uh…”
>She’s struggling to form a sentence.
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>>43283953
>”I heard about what you’re doing, and I learned that you’re using a book with all knowledge, or that you said it had advanced knowledge. I wanted to see for myself.”
>You’re half tempted to just dismiss her, because you’re done with study for the day.
>But then again she could help you be productive.
>By some grace of god you select the second option.
“Uh- Sure yeah it’s over here.”
>Directing her to the blue book with the knowledge you’ll need to not lose your house, the mare frowns when she sees it.
>”This is just an encyclopedia!”
“I did say it had all knowledge.”
>She seems to get annoyed at your answer.
>”But that’s no- a- Gdl-“
>There’s not a way for the mare to counter your argument, and she stutters excessively before finally speaking a language you understand.
>”I meant new knowledge! Like the thing you’re making with those weird boxes! Not stuff we already know.”
>You get annoyed and open to a page on internal combustion engines.
>She suddenly jumps backwards in fear, and you instinctively flinch and turn your head towards the Purple Mare.
“What?”
>”What’s that creature?! It’s freaking me out!”
>You’re confused.
“What creature?”
>She points to the image next to the diagram.
>It’s a mechanic working on a-
>Oh.
>Ohhh…
>You search your mind for excuses.
>At this point, it’s just automatic when you’re a student.
“Just a creature that’s from the place I came from. Just ignore it.”
>”…Okay…”
>She’s skittish near the book now, but quickly gets fascinated by the principles mentioned.
>Obviously this is not a field you specify in, but at minimum you know SOME of how a car works.
>”That’s so cool! It uses compression of hydrocarbons with an electric spark to enable an explosion to generate mechanical power! But where can we-“
>You’re lost.
>You know nothing about cars now.
“What?”
>She just continues rambling like she hadn’t heard you.
>Least you’re somewhat productive.
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>>43283956
Chapter III

>Yknow, this girl- mare, is actually quite smart.
>Though from experience, you at least know smart and dumb aren’t opposites.
>You try to think of a way to rope her in without being rude or manipulative.
>Idea.
“Hey uh, what’s your name?”
>She pauses her assault on your eardrums and blinks.
>“Sorry, I tend to get a bit obsessed with things like this.”
>She’s perfect.
“Oh no worries, I think that’s pretty cool.”
>Her cheeks flush at your words, she probably never received compliments about that.
>”Thanks…Oh! Yeah my name, it’s Twilight.”
>You raise an eyebrow.
>Twilight? Was this some kind of preferred name?
>She notices.
>”Do you not like it?”
>The mare has a lot of insecurity behind that sentence.
>Well that’s not good.
“No no, it’s a good name. I just don’t hear it much.”
>She has a silent sigh of relief, though it felt more like releasing a held breath.
>Wasting no time, you execute your plan.
“I need a bit of help to create the project I’m making. Could you help me understand this, and I’ll let you read the book?”
>She says nothing for a moment.
>Then jumps for joy, circling around like a dog.
>Wait no the floor-
>*CRACK.*
>…
>You look down in worry.
>Schrödinger’s crack.
>It’s nothing terrible, just a single board has a decent sized crack in it.
>Twilight is looking guilty, not looking into your eyes.
>”Sorry…and yeah I’ll help you.”
>Guilt and joy lead to her helping you?
>Sounds kind of messed up to say but…good?
“Thanks, I really appreciate it, and don’t worry about that. I can just go buy some wood glue for it.”
>Dad taught you well.
>Or at least tried to teach you until around 15 when you actually started to need it.
>Whatever works, works.
>Twilight nods, though she’s suppressing a smile over the book.
>Plus the occasional glances towards the blue weapon are becoming harder to ignore.
“Here, I’ll show you what I need help understanding.”
>Walking (Trotting?) over to the book, you finagle with the pages until your hoof rests on the VHS player.
>Immediately your purple assistant activates like a sleeper agent.
>”Oh! So it takes the tape in there and reads the magnetic state it’s in?”
>You did actually know a thing or two about VHS.
“Mhm, though it’s hard for me to get how the parts solder together to compute for that.”
>”Solder?”
>You sigh.
>You’re forgetting this tech doesn’t exist here, Anon.
“To take electronic parts and weld the metals together-“
>”So they can transfer electricity? Cool!”
>…
>How does she fully get this the first time?
<>
>After having to explain the fundamentals of soldered analog electronics, she started to explain how it worked to you.
>You explaining to her actually helped you understand the next part.
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>>43283958
>”And that’s how it’s able to encode the signals to the TV.”
>Thank god you don’t need an MOCVD Machine for this.
>Whatever that is.
>She explained it really well actually, feels like she could explain quantum physics to a group of 5th graders and they’d get it.
>But then you have an important question.
“Where could we get the materials for this?”
>She thinks for a bit.
>”There isn’t any sort of mine nearby, but I do know of a hardware store.”
>What.
“We’re going to a hardware store for metals?”
>She laughs a little at your misunderstanding of her nefarious plans.
>”No, we can use the metal hardware for metal by melting it down.”
>This mare is a genius.
“That’s pretty clever of you.”
>She doesn’t say much this time, but she doesn’t stare you in the eye.
>Guess that’s a good and bad sign now.
>Trotting over to the door, you open it for her.
>Time to try out metalworking.
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>>43283963
Chapter IV
>This is not like any sort of hardware store you’ve ever been in.
>There’s generic tools, hammers, saws, what have you.
>But the handles are all weirdly shaped to fit hooves.
>It’s pretty convenient, but that doesn’t make them look any less like torture devices.
>Apparently Twilight had told you it was a hardware store because she read it out of the encyclopedia.
>Everyone else just calls it “McColts’s tool store.”
>Ignoring the obvious thought of a famous symbol of America, it’s a pretty human sounding name.
>Yeah, you really do miss home.
>Walking in, it smelt like wood, metal, and sweat.
>A stallion is at the checkout desk, and he looks like a blue collar worker.
>If the only blue part on him was his hair, the rest of his coat is purple with a well worn Mechanic-like gray shirt.
>He’s probably McColt.
>…
>Huh, guess they do wear clothes sometimes.
>He greets you as you hold open the door for Twilight, and she gleefully goes to the metal tool section.
>You make your own greeting before trying to catch up with the Mare going twice your pace.
>She’s awfully excited about this, guess you should’ve expected that.
>You both start to scan the tool section, trying to find good ones that melt down.
>Twilight is discounting a lot of these, you assume they don’t have the right materials in them.
>McColt is trying to read some sort of newspaper. You think to ask him, but decide it’s best not to bother him.
>Twilight is really focused on a certain hammer, almost like she’s trying to burn through it with her eyes.
“Is that one a good one?”
>She doesn’t respond, but she acknowledges you with a hoof held up to you.
>That’s the equivalent of a finger for “Let me think” you assume.
>”No…it doesn’t look like it has enough silicon.”
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>>43283964
>How does she just know that by looking at it?
>This mare really is your only lifeline to combat The Doctor’s challenge to you.
>Thinking of that just weighs you down with an invisible 400lb weight.
>It’s either you make the VHS player or live in crippling debt.
>Ah well, least you start with a friend to help you.
>Though, it feels like you’re about to miss a car payment, if that payment was going to ruin you financially.
>Actually, that’s not a far off comparison.
>Walking through the store is only making your nose feel drier.
>The wood smell is killing you, and may or may not be giving you lung cancer.
>Problems for later.
>About 20 minutes go by, and still no luck.
>This is taking way too long.
>You gave up on giving tools to Twilight because every time you did, they’d be rejected.
>Why is she looking for silicon in hammers anyway? Isn’t it not present inside tools?
>She probably knows better than you, so it’s best to trust her.
>A heavy sigh escapes your lips, your frustration and impatience escaping with it.
>The purple mare stiffens up when you do.
>You’re about to say something but she starts moving much more frantically, and much more out of your physical range of talking.
>Whatever works, though the change in behavior is very weird.
>Maybe she’s worried about something?
>Your empathy gets the better of you as you start to speak.
“Hey, you’re acting like you’ve got debt to pay, you okay?”
>She looks at you, a little confused.
>Oh yeah, people are way nicer here.
“You’re acting like you’ve got something to worry about.”
>She suddenly smiles and brushes your comment off.
>”Oh it’s nothing! No worries!”
>You’re not buying that.
“Are you sure?”
>She nearly cuts you off.
>”Positive!”
>You still don’t trust her, but you let her do her thing anyways. Beggars can’t be choosers.
>After forty minutes of walking around and Twilight quality checking all the hardware, you leave empty handed.
>You say sorry to McColt, and you can hear his annoyance through his voice when he says it’s no problem.
>But he still have you the benefit of the doubt, so it really was fine.
>You start to run down all the metals you need to build the VHS player in your head.
>Silicon, Lead…huh?
>Twilight suddenly looks extremely upset.
>Maybe she did have something to worry about, and you were right.
>Her head hangs lowly, and he walks like a kid who broke their mother’s vase.
>As your footsteps stop, she does as well.
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>>43283968
“Hey, you look really upset. Everything okay with you?”
>Did her grandmother die, or someone she knew?
>…Okay that was an extreme comparison but the point still stands.
>She suddenly looks at you with teary eyes.
>Oh no.
>The dam bursts and she starts audibly crying but trying to hide it, to no avail.
>Confusion racks your brain as you try to understand what has suddenly upset the mare.
“Christ almighty Twilight, what has gotten into you?”
>Her voice barely breaks through her sobbing.
>”I w-wasted your time!”
>…
>What?
“What do you mean? You didn’t waste my time.”
>You’re about as confused as a high school movie bully when someone mentions anything other than sports.
>”I didn’t get the metals we needed, and I wasted your time, and now you’re upset at me…and you won’t let me see the book anymore and-“
>Your hoof goes over her mouth softly, you had to stop her from spiraling.
“Where did this all come from?”
>She quickly responds.
>”You sighed super frustratedly when we took a long time!”
>Oh.
>Guess it was louder than it should’ve been.
“I’m not upset at you Twilight, why would I be? It’s not like it was your fault they didn’t have what we needed.”
>Her crying stops, as she pays attention to you.
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>>43283971
>Playing therapist wasn’t on your bingo card for today.
“It’s okay if this happens, you didn’t do this on purpose.”
>This mare has to be a massive people pleaser for her to think that you’d be ultra upset if a hardware store didn’t have a piece of metal.
>Though that only makes you think about what someone else had done to her to cause this.
>She nods at your statement, taking deep, sputtery breaths.
“Don’t be so worried, if I was upset with you I’d say it. Okay?”
>She nods again, wiping a tear from her eye.
>Thinking to change the subject, you try to divert her mind back onto the topic.
“Where else could we go for metals?”
>She starts to look through her thoroughly sharpened mind.
>Sometimes this mare just leaves you in the dust with her intelligence.
>”Probably the mines, or we could just ask around.”
>Punching rocks doesn’t seem like your forte. >Depressingly becoming a pony only really transferred your stats from real life, not improved them.
“Yeah, I’d rather slave away when we build it, not when we’re getting the materials. So let’s ask around.”
>”Whats a slave?”
>…
>The terrible realization hits you incredibly hard.
>That book, the encyclopedia, contains all the good mankind has to offer.
>But it includes all the terrible things humanity has done.
>These ponies have never even heard of such evil.
>And you’d be showing it to them, disgusting many but encouraging some. That could ruin this world, thousands would suffer because you simply let this information get out.
>The gravity of this choice of letting a simply VHS player enter this world feels like you’re the caveman who discovered fire.
>The man who unlocked such great things for humanity, at the same time the same man who caused billions to suffer so terribly, to die in torment, or live with great pain.
>You feel the thousands of ponies who would experience extreme suffering, all because you brought a book into this world.
>You can almost hear their screams, and you stare blankly ahead of yourself, unable to move because of what you’re thinking.
>You suddenly remember the things you learned in Sunday school, though you barely paid attention when you were there.
>The Serpent telling Eve to eat from the tree of knowledge. To bring evil into the world.
>His cunning and slick voice speaking to her in Genesis.
>”Ye Shall Be As Gods.”
>Your mind spirals through what you are in this world.
>Are you Eve? The Serpent? The Tree?”
>What are you doing?
>This must be the inventor’s dilemma.
>”Anon?”
>You’re snapped out of your nightmare in the day (Daymare?) as Twilight looks at you to answer.
“Oh uh, it just means to work hard.”
>Lying through your teeth.
>”I see! Let’s go ask around then.”
>You smile back at her, but it feels like you’re going to shatter at any moment.
“Yeah, let’s do that.”
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>>43283972
>You both walk to the residential area of town, but your thought presses on your heart like a lead weight.
>You whisper to yourself, and hope she doesn’t hear.
“Oppenheimer, I understand you now.”
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>>43283974
Chapter V

>Twilight is now leading your quest for shiny rocks that make electrons work a certain way.
>The thoughts you had before aren’t going away though.
>In fact, they’ve only intensified your worries.
>But the Purple mare’s joy has been keeping you from spiraling.
>Your search only lasted a few minutes, as nobody had anything you needed. But then Twilight had an idea.
>”Oh! Oh! What if we went and asked Rarity?”
>What?
“Who’s rare?”
>She only laughs a little at your incompetence with pony names.
>”No, her name is Rarity.”
“Oh.”
>You feel stupid.
>But at the same time, who names their kid after a factor of statistics?
>Yeah, thinking that made you feel a lot smarter than you actually are.
>With the grace of a cheetah trying to catch it’s next meal, she rockets off in a direction towards a tailor's shop.
>You’re barely keeping up with her, how does she have as much energy as a 5 year old on cocaine?
>…
>Not a normal comparison Anon.
>Coming up on the store, there’s a sign on the side.
>”CAROUSEL BOUTIQUE: FASHION AT IT’S FINEST”
>At this point you don’t even object to what Twilight is doing.
>You’re going to a fashion shop to look for silicon metal, among others.
>Twilight is conditioning you to illogical behavior that turns out to be the most logical decision at the end.
>The Purple Sugar Rush walks in much like she owns the place, and a gray colored mare walks out from behind some curtains.
>This rarity?
>”Hey Rarity! Need to ask you a favor-“
>Twilight is cut off by Rarity, and she shrinks back a little.
>”Who’s your friend?”
>She walks around you, almost studying you.
>Looking at every inch of your body.
>Is she trying to check you out?
>Didn’t think you were all that interesting, guess some self esteem pays-
>”He looks awful, none of his fashion even matches him.”
>…
>None of you are wearing any sort of clothing.
>Was that a personal insult?
>After all, most ponies only wear clothing in professions.
>Amazing first impression.
“Could you-“
>Twilight is rapidly making a throat cutting motion with her hoof in the background.
>You sigh heavily, and like an old man who’s too old to chase his dreams, just let it go.
>You are asking for a favor after all, so you can’t just insult the person you’re asking the first day.
>…Even if they are a prick.
>”Hey cmon, be a little nicer to Anon.”
>Rarity looks back at Twilight as if she had just told her to stop breathing.
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>>43283975
>She puts on a voice of superiority before speaking.
>”I didn’t say he was irredeemable, just saying he needs a lot of work.”
>Twilight has a look of annoyance on her face, something you’ve never seen her have.
>She was always so patient.
>Remembering this, you couldn’t help but be a little nervous.
>Twilight tries to make her point once more.
>”Listen-“
>Rarity mercilessly slashes her words dead.
>”I could give you some lessons on fashion, Anon. Your natural coat is so…out of consistency with-“
>”RARITY!”
>The both of you stiffen up at Twilight’s sudden yelling.
>Rarity suddenly slinks back at her mistake, and you try to suppress a slight smirk of satisfaction.
>Already, you didn’t like her all that much.
>Then again, your worry and slight fear returns.
>Twilight was a huge people pleaser, but for her to react like this…
>Was Rarity just that insufferable sometimes?
>Best not to think about it.
>Twilight sighs before continuing her sentence, finally unobstructed.
>Though she has a quicker pace, like she’s trying to steamroll Rarity if she tries to cut her off again.
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>>43283978
>”I was going to ask you if you’re able to find metals. I know you only really find gems, but we kind of need you to try and expand your boundaries.”
>Rarity puts a hoof to her chin for a moment.
>Now that you think about it, she might not be inclined to take that offer.
>”I probably could, but I’ve never tried to look for something other than gems.”
>She would be a good way to make profit back home
>…
>Okay maybe you like her just a little more.
>Twilight has returned to her normal joyous behavior.
>”Well, you could try! Learning new things is pretty awesome.”
>More clichés.
>Rarity nods a bit, though she looks at you before she does anything.
>”Come and visit me sometime to learn proper fashion. I’d be happy to teach you.”
>That seemed like a backhanded offer.
>Yet in another sense it also could’ve been a real one.
>Peering over to Twilight for guidance, she just shares your thoughts by the look she gives you.
“Yeah sure…do you think you can find metals?”
>The gray mare nods in a hopeful way.
>”I’m 99% percent sure!”
>The fun fact flashes in your mind.
>’Statements where people say they are 99% sure tend to be wrong 40% of the time’.
>Your heart just hopes it’s the 60%, you don’t need The Doctor to act like the IRS.
>Or you think he will.
>Rarity starts to concentrate her magic.
>”Usually I try my best to match the resonance signal from certain crystals to find them, maybe I could do the same for metals.”
>Her horn glows as it shines another color than the normal one you’d see.
>That being not glowing as you’ve never seen any pony doing this.
>At this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if they said there was an aether type realm.
>You’ve simply been conditioned to accept this stuff.
>She starts to point in a direction.
>”I think that’s where the silicon is!”
>Twilight quite literally jumps for joy.
>”Yay! yay! I can finally see what the VHS is!”
>The purple mare looks back at you and changes her wording.
>”A-And help you get stable of course.”
>A playful eye roll meets her eyes from you.
>Thankfully she doesn’t have another stroke and gets what you mean.
>Walking out of the boutique, you start to walk towards a cave-like structure.
>This is a type of mine, it looks like.
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>>43283981
>On the way a thought comes up, handed to you by your empathy.
>You’ve never officially declared your friendship with Twilight.
>Maybe it’s time to ask? Your relationship has gone less from transactional to casual.
“Hey Twilight.”
>She perks up at your voice and looks to you.
>Her eyes are quite beautiful.
>…
>It's only the first week and you’re already getting a mild attraction to horses.
>This isn’t dope at all.
>Guess you’re just that desperate.
>”Anon, what did you want to say to me?”
>Oh yeah, the conversation.
“We’ve never uhm…”
>Cmon, get the words out.
>Friendships are always natural, it feels awkward to say it.
“We’ve never fully said we’re friends. So uhh…want to be friends?”
>The mare only smiles in response.
>”I thought we were already friends. But if you need to make it official, then sure!”
>…
>That was surprisingly easy.
>Much like peeling an orange but you already got a good grip.
>Yeah, that feels right.
>You smile with a small blush.
>Honestly you don’t mind if she sees, as you feel a joy in your heart.
>Maybe these ponies won’t let the world go down a terrible path, if they’re all this good.
>Maybe the encyclopedia isn’t too much of an issue.
>Your logic grips your emotions by the throat, and cuts off that thought.
>…
>Just get the metals, anon.
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>>43283984
Chapter VI

>Only now you have noticed you haven’t said anything you’d normally say yet.
>”Slang terms” Or whatever your grandfather called them.
>Introspecting, you come to the conclusion that it’s just being in a new environment.
>Nobody talks cool if they aren’t cool with whoever they’re with yet.
>Then again, these ponies have been chill, so might as well.
>Today has felt like two days in one, as you’re already friends with someone after one day.
>Are these ponies always this nice, naturally?
>Or are they just taking pity on you?
>Your mind returns to the comforting thoughts you had of the encyclopedia.
>New way to calm yourself down.
>”Anon?”
>Twilight stops your train of thought.
>You tilt your head about 45 degrees like a dog would.
>Her slight laughter is more of a shared joy than an embarrassment.
>”We’re here, though be careful.”
>You aren’t all that scared, considering what this world has been like.
“I will, are there monsters in there?”
>A sarcastic tone leaves your mouth with that sentence.
>”Mhm! Please be careful Anon.”
>…
>After checking your bladders integrity, you feel your widened eyes strain a little.
>Twilight had already moved on to follow Rarity into the cave.
>”I think there’s some silicon next to the crystals I find here; Horn says so.”
>Rarity leads the joyful Twilight and the near-cripplingly paranoid you into the cave.
“Y-yeah, yeah, cool beans.”
>Both give a puzzled look.
>Ah Christ, you forget the language differences here.
>”What beans are cold?”
>Rarity tries to understand what you’re saying with a more than uncomfortable amount of staring.
>How should you explain this?
“It’s a form of expression that, uh, means something is cool or alright.”
>”Ooooohhhh…”
>Rarity nods, but Twilight acts like a kid who just learned a swear word.
>”Cool beans! I like it!”
>That’s going to be a regret later.
>Just enter the cave already.
>Every sound was a possible threat to you, making you suddenly look back, then double take.
>Yet the purple optimist has absolutely no qualms about walking through a dark hole in the earth.
>Something shiny catches your eye, and when you whip your head around…
>…
>These crystals are huge.
>How much money would these be worth back home?
>Remembering your brief stint working at a pawn shop, you estimate well within the hundred thousands.
>You never liked that place, it was pretty awful to work in.
>The owner encouraged you to underpay clients.
>Seems pretty obvious that you would now, but 16 year old Anon wasn’t the wisest.
>”Anon, be careful around this crossroad.”
“I will don’t worry.”
>…Or current 19 Year old Anon for that matter.
>Economic questions enter your mind.
>These ponies have some sort of system, aren't these worth a lot as well?
>…
>Thinking that now made you feel stupid, the crystals are really common.
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>>43283988
>Did someone say something earlier? Your words came out on autopilot.
>You don’t remember.
>More thoughts come to your-
>”ANON WATCH OUT!”
>Huhwhat-
>You feel your head smack against something that feels awfully similar to the corner of a table as your whole body accelerates.
>It’s a blur as you move across the cave, tumbling to the other wall.
>Once your head stops spinning, you try to get your bearings.
>Something is happening in your field of vision, two blobs are moving erratically around a larger, blue one.
>You try to get up, pushing off the ground.
>Stumbling from side to side, you shake off the dizziness and actually analyze what's happening.
>Rarity and Twilight are using some kind of magic to hold whatever rammed you still.
>It looks like a jagged blue crystal creature, with four spike-like legs, and the rest of its body curves into an elliptic sphere shape.
>Minus the front, it looks like three spike structures that converge into a blank space in between all three.
>…Is that blood on the bottom spike?
>You know what to expect, but it's hard to look down at your right rear leg.
>It’s just a cut, but it's bleeding pretty bad.
>Only now do you notice the pain.
>Twilight looks back at you in worry, then with a new vigor, takes the creature and throws it back down the branch of the cave where it came from.
>Telekinesis with magical horns is not what you expected to see today, but you’ve seen a lot of things today.
>Probably shouldn’t get on her bad side.
>Then again you are friends so-
>”Anon, are you okay?”
>Not wanting to replicate a second incident, you immediately drag yourself out of your introspection.
“Yeah, I’m alright. Just got a nasty cut and a little concussion.”
>She sighs in relief, but then a displeased look enters her face.
>”You NEED to be more careful! Did you not listen to me the first time?”
>You don’t have much of an answer.
>”You could’ve been hurt! Or worse!”
>By some strange force, you feel kind of bad.
>It felt like your mother was scolding you.
>But this time you actually listened.
>Twilight seems to have it worse though, as her anger boils away instantly when you look her in the eyes.
>Only now do you realize she was putting on a tougher exterior, and didn’t have the heart to continue.
>As you stare at each other’s eyes, you decide to speak before the words die in your throat.
“Sorry…I’ll be more careful next time, as if I’d want this to happen again.”
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>>43283991
>Your emphasis on the ‘As if’ felt a little strong.
>Habits are returning.
>Rarity and Twilight are confused at that emphasis, but both disregard it as their sights come upon your wound.
>”Omygoshit’sbleeeding!”
>It felt like Twilight went from angry mom to fast forward in a fraction of a second.
“Hold On! It’s not terrible!”
>You could’ve sworn you heard a tire screeching sound when they stopped.
“Christ- Just uhh…”
>You look around for any sort of dressing.
“Do you guys happen to have any bandages?”
>Both Rarity and Twilight look at each other then both shake their heads.
“Guess I’ll just tough it out then…?” >Rarity has absolutely no problem with that and continues following the signal of the silicon.
>Twilight has every problem with that and tries to negotiate with you.
>”Nono, you need to wait out there.”
“It can’t be far from here.”
>”Why don’t we wait till tomorrow? It’s already late in the day anyways.”
“I only have a week, Twilight.”
>”W-Well…We don’t have the equipment to extract it!”
“Who’s idea was it to go here again?”
>Your back and forth is cut off by an excitedly shouting Rarity.
>”I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT!”
>Twilight runs over, seemingly having forgotten her biggest problem with you going.
>With only moderate difficulty you make it over.
>Your back side of your coat feels like it’s starting to stain.
>Better hope that blood doesn't dry before you shower.
>That’s gonna be a painful process if it does.
>Sitting before you are two dully shiny metal chunks.
>Looks like silicon alright.
>A thought subverts your focus.
“Hey uh- Rarity, how did you find this first try?”
>Rarity puffs out her chest just a little bit.
>”I’ve had to search for iron for Canterlot! The miners asked me.”
>She very proudly states this.
“How many tries did that take you?”
>”Uhhh…”
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>>43283992
>Rarity is saved by the bell, as Twilight starts actively trying to rip out the silicon with her magic.
>So much for ‘Not having equipment.’.
>Taking two large chunks, you nod to her signaling that it’s probably enough.
>Mission complete!
>Rarity then looks at you both.
>”I expect a favor for this later.”
>…
>You know what, whatever.
“Fffffffine…what is it?”
>”Come to my boutique tomorrow! I can help fix your terrible fashion, it’s terrible for me to look at you. Even passively.”
>You’re really starting to hate this mare.
>Again, Twilight makes sure you are saved by the bell.
>”Thankyousomuchbye!”
>Speedwalking (Speedtrotting?) out, Twilight exhales a large amount.
“Is she always like this…?”
>Twilight shakes her head.
>”No, I just don’t like when she gets in those little moods.”
>A lot of patience and annoyance comes out with the sigh she releases.
“Hey.”
>You try to gather your thoughts, and yourself to speak.
“I really owe you one for today, a lot of this was all you and not me.”
>A genuine smile creeps up your cheeks.
>Twilight’s face only responds in kind.
>”It’s no problem, you promised me the book after all.”
>Instantly, the previous conundrum creeps back into your mind.
>She can’t see all that.
>What if she’s horrified?
>What if she’s inspired?
>…
>You think back to this morning when she had only just met you, and now all this kindness had made its way from her to you.
>You know what?
>You’re pretty sure it would be fine.
>Both of you start walking on the path back to town.
>Rarity took another path as you glanced behind you.
>Finally, some serenity.
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>>43283993
Chapter VII

>Before you tried to go home, Twilight insisted on having you see nurse Redheart.
>Only now do you understand that it’s impossible to convince her otherwise when she is concerned for you.
>”Anything involving your safety, I won't compromise on.”
>Her words repeat in your mind like a certain machine, as you adjust the bandage on your flank.
>Sitting at home, you’re considering if you should go to bed early.
>Your leg bumps into your box of VHS tapes.
>Hearing them rattle around, you quickly look to make sure nothing broke.
>…
>A strange feeling overtakes your mind, and a little of your soul.
>You start to look through the tapes.
>Fleetwood Mac, Billy Idol, and The Cranberries.
>Each one floods you with nostalgia.
>Well, except for the cranberries, that was only 3 months ago.
>The others your dad had recorded for you.
>Back in the eighties, wasn’t a bad time at all.
>Had a lot less to worry about.
>School never taught you how to pay bills, cook, or really anything pertaining to life skills.
>Nor how to live in a world full of horses after you turn into one.
>Yknow, strangely enough you were getting used to it.
>The new form, walking, even falling correctly.
>Like a baby deer learning how to walk just moments after birth.
>…
>Probably a sign to stop staring at the nature documentary tape.
>Moving past the music section (and the nature tape), you find the shows.
>Golden Girls, Simpsons, Some of Full House, and others.
>Then you see it.
>In permanent marker written on the top of the tape, It reads:
>M*A*S*H - First season.
>You have to watch that with Twilight.
>A sudden determination to craft the VHS player strikes you.
>You HAVE to make it, Twilight is really missing out.
>Besides, watching shows here would make the fact that you’re stuck in this world a little more bearable.
>Unfortunately, you also think of how difficult that’s going to be.
>All the soldering, planning, material finding is still going to be a headache.
>Sighing, you sit up on your quite worn sofa and grab the blue encyclopedia from the nightstand.
>A glance at the time shows it’s about 7:20PM.
>Your eyes track along the words of the book of knowledge in front of you.
>”The VCR player has a single spinning drum that contains multiple heads used to record and write information.”
>Your reading drags on for a good 10 minutes, but a tune comes out of your memory.
>After seeing the MASH tape, the theme for the movie just couldn’t escape your mind.
>…
>You won’t hear music like it for a little while, and nobody can hear you.
>You raise your voice to a comfortable level, and start to sing to yourself.
“Through early morning fog I see, visions of the things to be.”
>You’re not the best singer, but you’re not terrible either.
“The pains that are withheld for me, I realize and I can see…”
>As you stretch the last part, all the rest comes to you immediately.
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>>43283994
>Like an unblocked river, it flows from your heart and soul.
“That suicide is painless, it brings on many changes. And I can take it or leave it if I please.”
>Your spirits lift with your voice, the volume of yourself is starting to concern you less.
“The game of life is hard to play…I’m gonna lose it anyway. The losing card I’ll someday lay, So this is all I have to say…”
>Your loudest moment comes right after.
“That Suicide is painless, It-“
>Your door opens suddenly, and someone enters.
>”You sing pretty good ano-“
>You throw whatever was right next to you at the invader.
>An encyclopedia finds it’s way into Twilight’s face.
>”Ow!”
>Walking back she holds her nose.
>You feel a little sorry, but then again…
“Why did you suddenly run into my house?!”
>Twilight scrambles to reply as fast as she can.
>”W-Well I heard you sing…and…uhh…”
>You stare her in the eyes with annoyance, waiting for her to respond.
>”I thought I could come and compliment you…?”
>…
>Twilight is a terrible liar.
“Be honest.”
>She thinks again, way too long of a pause.
>”I just heard you and wanted to-“
>Again you reply with a harsher tone.
“Be. Honest.”
>She sighs.
>”I just wanted to read the encyclopedia.”
>There it is.
>You felt like a CIA interrogator, though you knew you lacked a severe amount of the skills needed for that.
>Confidence is confidence, you guess.
“Why didn’t you just knock and ask?”
>She looks away, more embarrassed.
>”I was kind of watching though the window, I thought I needed an excuse to enter.”
>Should you invest in home security?
>I mean these ponies are naturally nice, but, cmon.
>You sigh, there isn’t much of a reason to be mad at her.
“Just, come and study with me then.”
>She makes a small hop of joy, and walks over, sitting next to you on the couch.
>You pick up the former weapon and place it in your lap, opening it back up.
>”Hey anon, in the song you were singing, I was a bit confused about a word.”
>You’re begging Christ it isn’t the one you’re worried about.
>”Why did you mention suicide?”
>You try to come up with a reason; you didn’t want her to think you were suicidal.
>After all, there’s a lot to live for.
>M*A*S*H, nature, the joy of a friendship and relationship.
>It’s just a song you wanted to sing.
>A feeling comes with an idea.
>Maybe it’s just better to be honest where it’s from.
“You see those vhs tapes I have over there?”
>You gesture with a hoof to a cardboard box.
“It has a show in it I liked to watch; that song was it’s theme.”
>She smiles a bit, while she was more focused on studying it felt like she spared you a time to be nice.
>”Ohhh, I was wondering why. They have good plays here too!”
>A sudden worried thought enters your mind.
>You plead against it being true.
“You know what it means?”
>She seems more enthusiastic now.
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>>43283995
>”Mhm! It’s a thing some ants do! I found its mention weird cause it’s an ant thing, not a pony thing..”
>You couldn’t hold the sigh of relief that comes from you.
>”What? Does it have another meaning?”
“Noitdoesn’t.”
>That sounded way too guilty.
>She stares you in the eyes, before replying.
>”Okay…”
>Before she can question you, she suddenly goes on another tangent.
>”Oh yeah, speaking of bugs there are things called Changelings.”
>What?
“What are those?”
>She starts her incoming rant.
>”They’re these super mean black ponies that rival Celestia. Sometimes they try to attack but it doesnt work out cause we help!”
>Okay, so they behave like Saturday morning cartoon villains.
>Probably wont need to be worried about.
>”They also can change to look like any of us.”
“WHAT?”
>”Yeah! Don’t you hate the bugs? They’re awful!”
>Well…
“I couldn’t say I hate them on a personal level…”
>The mare suddenly cuts you off.
>”You should! They act like insects! It’s in their biology to behave that way!”
>…
>Is this mare racist?
>Err, speciesist?
>Probably should just give her the benefit of the doubt.
>Though if she is, this is way more funny than it would ever be offensive to you.
“Okay, let’s just continue to study.”
>Both of you dive back into the world of electromagnetism.
>Though guilt would interrupt the session about 5 minutes in.
“Sorry about throwing the book at you.”
>She looks back at you, and gives a warm smile.
>Though, it felt less full of nearly plastic joy.
>It felt genuine.
>”Don’t worry anon. I can understand I might’ve intruded on you.”
>Why does she speak in such a formal manner?
>You smile at her back, and go back to studying.
>But you only read all of five seconds before you feel two hooves around you.
>Suddenly you’re pulled into a tight hug.
>At first you’re a bit startled, but it didn’t take long for you to accept it.
>Her mane smells of a soft library’s wood, with it’s old and fresh paper.
>Once she lets go, you look at her again.
>There’s a small red on her face, but also a sense of joy.
>In a sort of comfortable awkwardness, both of you return to study.
>You hadn’t once questioned why she hugged you.
>And you were okay with that.
>Maybe tonight’s study session wont be all that bad.
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>>43283996
Chapter VIII
>There are a lot of holes in your knowledge of this world that you just glossed over.
>Introspecting this morning after yesterday had you come to terms with reality, outside of debt owing.
>Might as well rip the figurative bandaid off now.
>Sitting up, it seems like you fell asleep while studying with Twilight.
>…
>For someone who’s such a stickler to the rules, It’s surprising she broke a few social ones for you.
>How adorable.
>Ignoring that thought, you start to confront the reality of your situation head on.
>Why are you a pony?
>Why has an obligation to a debt caused you to accept that fact nearly instantly?
>Why don’t you have wings?
>Wings do sound cool.
>Why is it so much easier to move things around, considering how you used to never go to the gym?
>Why were you offered a house on a silver platter with no paperwork?
>…
>Okay maybe that last one isn’t that crazy to consider compared to the others, but still on the list.
>A small shuffling along with the sound of a waking up Twilight catches your attention.
>She didn’t even sound like she was upset to be awake.
>Her “Groan” was more positive than it ever could be negative.
>All your previous resentment of this world melted away at the sight, the residual liquid collecting at the back of your mind.
>You hope that’s just figurative and not a literal problem.
>Without a secondary thought you take your own hoof and slowly pet her mane on the top of her head.
“You awake, Twilight?”
>Dumb question, but it’ll get her to come to reality all the same.
>Unlike you, who is barely on day 3, and already has a fairly close pony friend in a fantasy world.
>Then again…
>”Good morning Anon…”
>Tis the gift to be simple, Tis the gift to be free.
“Good morning Twilight.”
>Her eyes had widened when she spoke before, but before she could freak out, your non-annoyed voice had calmed her.
>”Sorry for the involuntary sleep over.”
>You only offer a warm smile in response.
“Sometimes the most random events are the most joyous.”
>Your unintentional wisdom is rewarded by a small snicker and a giggle from the Purple mare.
>And, a little warmth in your heart for you.
>She gets up, the cold old hardwood of the house making her tap her hooves a bit, trying to lessen the temperature shift.
>Seeing this you guide her to the couch so you could prepare breakfast.
>It was more like you formed a barrier to the kitchen by standing in the walkway to imply that she didn’t have to pay you back for this.
>Looking around the house a more thankful feeling enters you.
>It’s much like a modern cabin back actually home, just older.
>Probably…70s ish?
>Best time period you could relate the construction (and age) to.
>Small wooden kitchen cabinets, a very small upstairs, and a small living room. All on a hardwood floor.
>Sure the furniture was a little beat up, and the rug below the couch and smaller couch was quite worn, but it was home.
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>>43283997
>And this was housing for the poor.
>How generous Celestia is.
>These thoughts have a marination as you make a basic breakfast for you and Twilight.
>Your cooking leads you to another question though.
>As a horse…could you eat horse things?
>Wouldn’t Twilight know?
>Well no, she doesn’t have a concept of your world’s food preferences.
>There isn’t a distinction between normal and horse food for her, it’s just food.
>It’s like asking a frog if it can eat mosquitoes or flies.
>While she does eat human food, it’s hard to say horse food is an option.
>Then again, you have only been here 3 days.
>Your moderate cooking skill pays off in two breakfast burritos.
>Egg, cheese, and pepper.
>Literally all you had in your pantry for breakfast.
>Something that Twilight eyes you on, but doesn’t say anything out of respect.
>After these VHS Shenanigans, you really need to get a job.
>Government handouts won't cut it forever.
>Sitting down and letting the couch do it’s job, you hear a knock on your door before you take the first bite.
>Twilight rises when she hears it and looks to the slightly windowed door.
>A very saccharine voice speaks.
>”Hellloooooo?”
>Twilight’s eyes widen dramatically, before she shoots up.
>She whisper-yells at you right as she runs near the door.
>”Go and hide somewhere outside the line of sight!”
>You huddle behind the pantry, putting your life in it’s hands.
>As Twilight opens the door, a very pink mare stands on the other end.
>”Hi Pinkie Pie.”
>Twilight sounds significantly more annoyed than normal.
>”Hiya Twilight! Say, I heard about the stallion that moved here! I can’t leave any new pony without a hello from me!”
>Her voice is just as over saturated as her appearance is.
>Twilight looks like she is trying to get out of this somehow.
>”Well…He’s really super duper busy right now.”
>Not a bad response.
>It doesn’t dissuade her however.
>”That’s okay! I can be super duper ultra fast!”
>Poor Twilight has to play defense the whole conversation.
>”No, we’re really close to a breakthrough. Yesterday was very productive actually!”
>The pink mare, who was saccharine enough to kill a Victorian child, soured a bit.
>”…Is that why you look like you just rolled out of bed, Twilight?”
>…
>Well that is just straight up diabolical.
>Twilight is scrambling for a response, her face a bright red.
>”A- Gdl- What?”
>Pinkie Pie reasserts herself.
>”I mean you did say yesterday was productive…”
>”No, not RE-productive Pinkie Pie!”
>You couldn’t help but laugh a little, a hoof to your mouth.
>Big mistake.
>”Oh he’s back here?”
>”Wait, Wait, No!”
>Pinkie Pie forces herself through Twilight, and starts coming alarmingly fast at you.
>In fear, you grab the broom and hold the other end towards her like a spear.
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>>43283998
>She just stops and casually pushes it aside before grabbing your hoof, aggressively shaking it.
>”HiImPinkiePieWhatsYourName!?”
>Your brain is struggling to keep up with her thousand words per minute.
“A-Anon.”
>Her eyes light up.
>”Whooooah! That’s such a cool name! Say, should we have a party for your arrival? Cause I feel like so many ponies will like you! And by the way on the way here…”
>This is too much.
>Your brain has lost track of her as you tune her out, looking to Twilight.
>She only returns a look of defeat to you, implying you just have to let the storm pass.
>You just not your head at Pinkie Pie and whatever nonsense she is rambling about.
>”Great! I’ll see you tomorrow at 4:00!”
>Did you just agree to something?
“Hold on, see you where again?”
>”At my place! So we can make party arrangements!”
>WHY.
>Can’t you just do this VHS Project in peace?
>…Whatever, she is offering hospitality.
>You’re not in a place to refuse it anyway.
“Yeah sure, I’ll show up.”
>Begrudgingly you agree.
>Pinkie pie skips out the door the best way a horse could.
>Once she shuts the door your head thumps onto the kitchen counter.
“Ughhh….”
>Twilight feels your frustration, and speaks up a bit.
>”She’s a handful, isn’t she?”
>Couldn’t be closer to the truth.
“About two and a half, yeah.”
>Twilight giggles at your admittedly bad joke.
>”I’ll go and freshen up in your restroom, if you wouldn’t mind me doing.”
“Go ahead.”
>You’re too tired to lift your head up.
>Pinkie Pie sucked all of your energy away.
>Much like a hyperactive kid with a single mother.
>Today will be nice.
>But tomorrow is going to be a long day.
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>>43283999
Chapter IX

>Walking with Twilight along the roads of downtown Ponyville is significantly more refreshing today.
>Ponies are milling about, and along the dusty streets are many shops and inns.
>All made of wood, or a glossed over stone, nothing industrial you were so accustomed to in your world.
>The dust of the dirt roads were stepped across by a rainbow of colored ponies.
>And all of them were staring directly at you two.
>The refreshing feeling of clearing your head ended as you spotted the brown, blue, pink, and green eyes staring at you two.
>Not motionless like a horror movie, but a sneaky glance of a passing pony, or those who stared when they assumed you didn’t see were noticeable enough.
“Hey uh, Twilight.”
>She looked into your eyes, and through her weary expression alone, you could tell she shared the same sentiment.
>A shaky voice accompanied the mare’s still sweet voice.
>”Did word get out…?”
>You recall in your brain what you could have in the past 3 days.
>The letters Dr Hooves had been getting…
>Your own voice carried a sort of hushed tone.
>Like a mob would descend upon you two if you said the wrong thing.
“I think Dr. Hooves had told the senders of the endless letters he had been getting about us.”
>She only nodded, but another question racked into your mind.
“How’d you find out about my project anyway?”
>That question actually did a great deal to relax the purple mare, her breathing stabilized as she spoke.
>Much more confidently this time.
>”I heard about the hospital incident, and I wanted to talk with Dr. Hooves about it. He just hopped for joy when he talked about you. I never knew a Stallion- Heck, anypony that talked of their attacker so highly.”
>She beamed with pride for something you didn’t quite know, but then she looked a little worried at her trailing sentence.
>”No offense to you of course, Anon.”
>You only offered a smile, and a small chuckle.
>”None taken, Twi.”
>A sort of purple blush spread across her face at the nickname.
>Good sign to keep using it.
>Did she have some sort of thing that made it purple or red?
>…
>It’s too cute to question anyways.
>As you two casually trot down the very rural-like street, you squint your eyes a bit on the ponies staring again.
>Why are their stares just a bit offset from you?
>They’re bowing, and then turning away after in a hurried manner.
>You also see three silhouettes behind you, one noticeably larger than the others.
>Why do they hurriedly look away when-
>”Ahem.”
>A voice from behind, feminine but very stern and authoritative.
>They weren’t looking at you.
>A rush of adrenaline enters your body, and you stop Twilight with a hoof.
>”Yes, Anon? Something the-“
>The previous sound finally registered to her, and you both turn around.
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>>43284002
>The two of you are greeted with a black colored pony, with a flowing purple slightly translucent mane.
>Her blue eyes are burning into yours specifically with a focus so harsh, you couldn’t understand if it was rage or a tenacity to hold you to something.
>Determined to hold you accountable to some rule you didn’t know, maybe?
>Two armored stallions flank her, and you could only presume them as guards.
>Twilight couldn’t speak, much less move.
>Her eyes only worriedly shaking across the much larger mare’s face.
>She snapped to attention, bowing and speaking in a rushed voice.
>”Princess Luna, It is an honor to-“
>”I have no reason to address you, Twilight.”
>Her statement was much more annoying than you were comfortable with.
>Why was she so snappy?
>Why did she sneak behind you in the first place?
>Well, she didn’t really sneak behind you.
>More of you and Twilight being a bit too oblivious.
>Her focus remained on you.
>”I heard that a certain pony who appeared on a nearby lake in Ponyville carries knowledge beyond our capabilities.”
>Her authoritative voice had quite the strong tone, even for one meant to be stern.
>She lowers her head to face you more directly, her difference in height necessitating it.
>”I find that to be quite strange of an incident, and that certain pony happens to be the young stallion before me.”
>Your own body tenses up.
>You don’t even know this mare and she is already causing you worry, and a bit more than a healthy dose of fear.
>”So, if you could show me the book you have I would be quite grateful.”
>You know from experience that she isn’t particularly asking you.
>Nobody shows up with two armed guards and a stern look to just ask you.
>You only manage a nod, and motion Twilight to come with you.
>”No, she will not be necessary.”
>You turn your gaze to the night sky of a mare.
>Your throat is dry and wishes not to speak, but you swallow and hastily cobble together an excuse.
“But-“
>”I will not entertain this topic anymore. Please come with me, lest you come with me in a less dignified manner.”
>Her voice carried a large amount of impatience.
>You shouldn’t oppose her, but…
>Thinking it over, you consider what you can do at this moment.
>…
>There isn’t a choice you see right now that could help you at this moment.
>With a heavy sigh you nod again to follow her to your home.
>You turn your head back to look at Twilight.
>She returns a look of fear to you, a worry for what might befall you in her eyes as she stares right back.
>Her legs were shaking.
>Just who was taking you hostage?
>Your mouth moves before your mind.
“Who’re you?”
>A loud huff escapes the mare of the night.
>”I am Princess Luna, Co-Ruler of the land, and I order you to be silent.”
>…
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>>43284003
>At this moment your debts, work, obligations fade to the background for a moment.
>You look at the situation you’re in at face value, and finally have the proper reaction.
>Why are you in a horse world with magic, Princesses, and society?
>You feel a dizziness in your head as it spins at everything.
>The obligations of work and debts had forced you to put everything in the back of your mind and solely focus on such.
>Had the multiple years past of you having such issues really drilled such obligations so harshly into your mind that you forget to think that you’re in a horse world?
>Now, one of the arbiters of this whole operation was steaming towards the last things you had to remind you of the old world you once had.
>Your heart rate quickens greatly as your fear of losing your past rises.
> Luna waits by your door so you can open it.
>You could only feel like someone who’s grave was being dug by themselves.
>Reluctantly opening the door, Guards and Luna fan out across your meager home.
>They find nothing of interest in your fridge as they open it first.
>Why would you keep books in there anyway?
>All of them practically tear your house up before you facehoof yourself.
>Luna looks at you indignantly, but then realizes the book is on the table, and the VHS tapes underneath it.
>There’s a blush of embarrassment on her face in the face of her professional incompetence.
>Heh, Professional Incompetence.
>Adding that to your poorly made insult list.
>She runs to the book, and you hope and pray she doesn’t touch the tapes.
>You try to walk forward but a stout stallion guard stops you with a hoof.
>You stare back into his eyes, an unhappy expression on your face.
>But you’d rather not see first-hand how sharp that spear he has is, so you back down and just stand there.
>Fortunately The Lord answered your prayer and she does not care for the tapes.
>Audibly she stated that she “Cared not for magnetic tape.” In a real stuck-up voice.
>Her sister must be a whole lot nicer right?
>You’d rather not think about that right now when there is quite a large chance you’ll be seeing her soon.
>Luna examines the book and flips through it with not a light amount of confusion, surprise, and realization.
>Something falls out of the pages in between the blue covers of the encyclopedia.
>Straining your eyes a bit you try to make it out from being prevented from entering your own home.
>A familiar wooded color, with a bunch of little beads.
>Looking closer, it has a cross upon it.
>There’s a feeling of extreme worry as the object’s importance dawns on you.
>That’s the bracelet your mother gave you about 10 years ago.
>It’s one of the oldest gifts that you still use on a regular basis, and it was in the encyclopedia without you noticing.
>Had it fallen into there before you just showed up here?
>You immediately start pressing forward again, the guard straining himself to hold back your obviously panicked person (Pony?).
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>>43284007
“T-The bracelet! Could you please hand that to me?”
>Not your best speaking, it comes out like a mother begging for their child in some sort of situation.
>Luna scoffs at your feeble request.
>”This has something to do with whatever you’re doing down here, doesn’t it? I shouldn’t return it until-“
>The seemingly standard and well-practiced speech slows down as your eyes met hers.
>The deep turquoise pools of anger melted away into one of sorrow.
>There wasn’t a way to look at yourself, but you only knew you wore a face of deep desperation.
>After all, you were about to lose something that held two things of massive importance to you.
>The weight of the room had increased by an extremely large amount, and Luna clearly was contributing.
>Nobody (Nopony?) spoke at all.
>She finagled with the bracelet until she could pick it up with a hoof.
>Trotting up to you slowly, the whole tone and demeanor of her movements had changed to be that much softer.
>Despite a silent protest of the guard holding you back, she extends the hoof holding the bracelet to you.
>You reach your own hoof out and take it slowly, nodding in thanks.
>A long awkward silence fell into the room as none of the guards continued their search.
>Everyone just stood there and waited for you or Luna to do something.
>She finally spoke up in a much softer voice.
>”I can see that the cuff and whatever symbol it has mean a lot to you.”
>You only manage a nod as you hold it to you like it would simply be taken from you at any moment.
>”I’m sorry I…acted so carelessly with something you hold in such a high regard.”
>She took a breath in, probably to prepare to say a whole lot more.
>”I went here because I think you aren’t from anywhere that is related to or close to Equestria. Presuming you to be a danger, I acted on impulse rather than talking to other ponies who had interacted with you, or looking at your records.”
>She spoke every word with honesty and understanding.
>A question burned in the back of your mind and it just fell out of your mouth in a simple sentence.
“Why did you suddenly switch up on me?”
>Instead of resuming at least some of her anger, she just smiled somewhat.
>”Should I think you are a danger?”
>You feel your head shaking “No” before you decide to.
>”I don’t ever see someone that would endanger our country or people show such desperation, fear, and powerlessness before in a single moment. All because of one item.”
>A long and tired sigh escaped Luna’s lips, and she once again opened her mouth.
>”You are still going to have to talk with me and the Royal Guards over yourself though. But, how about over some tea on a table instead of a cage and a few spears?”
>If this is a trap, then you didn’t have a chance anyways.
>You nod as best as you can, with a sentence leaving you in a more grateful manner.
“I’ve never had tea with a Princess.”
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>>43284012
Chapter X

>You have, with every part of your being decided that you never want to be royalty.
>After Luna decided to ask and/or softly force you to have an outing with her at the local teahouse near sugarcube corner, there’s quite the stir among the town.
>Reminded you of Horatio Jackson, where a whole town would stop what it was doing when a car came through.
>You don’t blame the ponies as you wouldn’t react any less to one of your country’s leaders showing up.
>On a whim with no warning mind you.
>…Walking through the common part of town with royal guards, and no extreme parade or fanfare to separate her from everyone else.
>Just a few moments earlier Twilight had come back on the trail to your house, and found you with Luna.
>She was carrying well over a hundred papers in her saddlebags, and had reverted back to her paranoid workaholic self.
>Luckily for you both Luna didn’t rebuke her this time and let her tag along.
>Your recount was interrupted when Luna spoke up.
>”It’s likely that my presence here along with an element of harmony on short notice will encourage rumors to spread. I’ll have to arrange a press interview to make sure panic is avoided.”
>Against your better judgment you feel a familiar behavior emerge out of you after Luna had concernedly thought out loud.
“Must be a wild feeling to cause a panic simply by your presence, huh?”
>You could feel Twilight’s stare of fear and glare of anger on you, both at the same time.
>You didn’t look back to see it though as The Moon Princess chuckled a bit at your joke.
>”It’s almost as if I myself are a bad sign when I appear in my own land outside of Canterlot.”
>Luna responded in a much better sounding tone. She even seemed to have more life in her step as she trotted.
>”I’m glad someone has finally noticed my plight, it means more than you know Anon.”
>You caught a small smile on Luna as she said that, a tiny crack in her shell of controlled emotion.
>Twilight’s face has turned from a bipolar stare to a look of bewilderment.
>You catch her whisper as she speaks in a hushed tone.
>”How did you do that?”
>You give her a smug grin, but it falters a bit when you think of how hard it must be for massive celebrities socially.
>Then again, some of them don’t have your sympathy.
“A lot of real popular people like it when you treat them normally instead of fan-like or extremely reverently."
>As you state that in a more low tone, you couldn’t help but feel quite knowledgeable for once.
>After all from what you heard around town, Twilight was Celestia’s student. So she wasn’t particularly on the same level as a commoner per se.
>The realization dawned on her and she smiled.
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>>43284016
>Ah man, it’s almost like you’d do anything to see somepony smile like that.
>…
>You decide you’re not gonna start integrating the local vernacular in your thoughts just yet.
>Giving her one of the better smiles you’ve made, the teahouse comes into view.
>Catching the name of it was one of your lower ranked concerns as the small amount of ponies inside seemed to separate on their own to allow you, Twilight, and Luna through.
>For a moment, Moses came to mind.
>Why were Sunday school lessons a recurring factor here?
>Shaking off the stares and open jaw shock of the ponies, you just trot closer to Luna.
>While most of the teahouse-goers stared at Luna, you caught a few looking at you.
>Specifically at your bracelet.
>Running through your knowledge of this place, you consider how these ponies have never seen a cross before.
>Luna started to ask what everyone in the party wanted, and this elicited a fearful discipline from the barista at the counter.
>She bowed and insisted Luna did not have to pay, but The Princess of The Night had none of it.
>While Luna did her thing, you couldn’t seem to throw out a thought.
>These ponies had never heard of Christianity, and the idea of being a missionary scared you.
>You couldn’t do that if you tried your best.
>While it was your obligation as mother would say, this could wait till you had your debts paid, and self situated.
>Maybe an idea on how to go home as well.
>You felt a touch on your cheek and snapped your head to the source.
>Twilight had poked you with a hoof and gestured with her own head to follow.
>Ugh.
>You were not looking forward to this conversation.
>Sitting across from Luna (The guards more than convinced you enough to do this), the Barista brought your drinks forward instead of calling for who got them.
>Luna frowned at this, but thanked the Lightly tan mare.
>Now that you could get a good look at her, the Barista had the aforementioned fur, but her mane was a much darker brown.
>Looking at the mark on her flank, it consisted of a few coffee beans on a green leaf.
>Barista, Coffee bean leaf thing, go figure.
>You all received various drinks, Twilight getting a frappe, you getting normal herbal tea, and Luna getting two cups of espresso.
>You shudder as you think of Luna’s possible coffee habits.
>God only knows how much she drinks a day.
>Twilight slid in on the seat next to you, and strangely this brought some peace to your mind.
>Luna cleared her throat moderately loudly, drawing your attention back to the princess.
>”So…Anon was it?”
>You nod slowly.
>”To get the requirements out of the way early, I am here to ask you a few questions pertaining to your intentions and/or plans in Equestria.”
>Luna kept it short and sweet, it felt like she had probably practiced this.
>”While you can choose to answer each one, do know that non answered questions can be interpreted in many ways. Do you understand everything I have laid out to you?”
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>>43284018
>Combing through your mind for a way to refer to Luna without plainly calling her “Luna”, you land on a decent spot.
“I understand Your Highness.”
>She gave a small smile, but kept serious right after.
>”Good to hear, Anon. Though, err…”
>She trails off, as it looks like she is trying to decide if what she is about to say is a good idea.
>The Alicorn shakes her head a very negligible amount, seeming to reject it.
>Did she find distaste in you calling her ‘Your Highness’?
>”Nevermind that, let us continue. Do you harbor any sort of resentment towards my ponies?”
>She finally resumes her relaxed but serious voice tinged with a little bit of sharpness.
>Much like how a silent threat of a blade would hang unsaid and unimplied.
>Thinking not long of the question, you shrug.
“No, I don’t see much reason to hate your ponies much at all,”
>Your sentence carries true honesty, and strangely enough it seemed like Luna knew that implicitly.
>She nods at your statement and sips her own espresso, reminding you to take a drink of your own herbal tea.
>Twilight sipped happily on her frappe, which was more so a sugary drink than coffee.
>”Good to hear Anon. I see no reason to pry further into this topic, as you’ve made good friends with Princess Twilight.”
>Your shock reaches you before you can analyze her voice.
>You look to the left in absolute bewilderment at Twilight, how did she not tell you this at all?
>She sheepishly looks away before meeting your gaze again in an apologetic look.
>”Sorry…I should’ve been more honest with a friend.”
>You sigh but smile as warmly as you can, there’s more important issues at hand.
>Your smile only radiates a third of the warmth you intended, but it did have the effect you wanted, and twilight relaxes.
>Luna also looks surprised at your unknowingness of this.
>”Anon, were you not informed of this information?”
>Your answer comes out quick compared to her formal sentences.
“No I haven’t.”
>She shot a glare at Twilight, but relaxed her face when she took a breath and a shot of espresso on top of that.
>”Anon…”
>This time, Luna sounds much more worried when she starts this question.
>”Are you from Equestria, or even Equus at all?”
>There was an unusual feeling surrounding this question for you.
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>>43284020
>Why was she so worried? Would saying no deem you as dangerous.
>Recalling the previous question, it probably wouldn’t. But why would she be scared to know?
>You let out a sigh, and decide that honesty is the best policy in this case.
>Plus you’d rather not be punished for lying, but the more honorable choice was the excuse your brain used to feel good about itself.
“No…I’m not anywhere from here.”
>Before anyone else could respond, you kept going.
>You hadn’t talked about your world while here, you weren’t going to stop now.
“There’s no magic where I’m from, and people don’t look like this.”
>You point to Twilight with a hoof, but after seeing her slightly downcast face you follow up in worried damage control.
“No offense Twilight, you’re a really cute mare.”
>…
>SOMEHOW, you made it much worse than it already was.
>Steamrolling past Twilight’s very obvious flustered face that mirrored your own, you keep on your lecture to Luna.
“The world is a little farther ahead in tech, and…not as commonly friendly as you guys are here.”
>As you finished your small rant, Luna had been listening intently.
>You wouldn’t be surprised if she had any notes to go along with this meeting.
>”Thank you for being honest Anon, this has been helping more than you know.”
>Her eyes drift to your bracelet, and you can see the question appear in her eyes.
>”If I may, what is that symbol on that cuff of yours?”
>You look at your right hoof absentmindedly, playing with the bracelet.
“It’s the cross. It’s for my religion.”
>She gave you a very strange look once more.
>”Religion? Are you another pony that worships me and my sister?”
>Absolutely not.
>The very aggressive thought charged through your brain and demanded to be said, but you wrangle it back and consider what you say next.
“No, It’s a different one.”
>You say simply, an encounter with an autotheist princess may or may not go very well.
>The fact that her and her sister were and still are worshipped is very alarming to your mind, and unfortunately your face betrays you and gives it away.
>”Do you find the thought of worshipping me and my sister distasteful?”
>There wasn’t an obvious anger to this, but her voice carried the slightest edge.
>Oh no.
>This isn’t going well.
>Your mouth moves before your mind.
“I do not worship idols.”
>Twilight, and a few immediate ponies around you start to stare at you.
>Worst of all, Luna isn’t looking too happy with you, a slightly offended look in her eyes.
>”Anon.”
>Her voice was more regal and carried more authority now.
>”What was the meaning behind that statement?”

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>”Please, don't look back”, Starlight said quietly but nervously
>Trixie immediately looked back
>”I told you not to!”
>”For Celestia's sake… it's Applejack's cousin”, pointed Sunburst
>Braeburn
>You guess he's not as fruity here as he is on the YouTube videos you've seen
>”Cover yourself”
>You follow Starlight's order and cover your body with the sheet as much as possible
>The others held still, hoping Braeburn wouldn't notice them
>”Well, howdy there!”
>Your heart skipped a beat, and you're sure the others’ did as well
>There was no doubt about it
>Braeburn who was standing next to you
>The sandy-coloured pony was wearing his usual Stetson and vest, and looked at the four of you with a wide smile on his face
>”Starlight! Trixie! Sunburst! As I live and breathe! What in tarnation are y'all doing on a train to Canterlot at this hour?”
>Starlight forced a nervous smile and tried to come up with an answer
>”Braeburn! What a surprise! Long time no see… We're just visiting for… sightseeing!”
>”Sightseeing? But it will get dark in a couple of hours!”
>”Well… Trixie likes the stars!”
>Trixie pointed at herself, still not sure of what was happening
>”What, me?”
>”Absolutely!”, Starlight added emphatically, hoping Trixie wouldn't ruin the illusion
>”She convinced us to go sightseeing at night… Yes, that's it”
>Starlight smiles, thinking her bluffing was clever
>You doubted, however, that Braeburn would take any of it
>”That sounds fabulous! Reminds me of my colt days, when Applejack and I would play under the moon while our parents begged us to go to bed!”
>Nevermind
>Braeburn chuckled, but then he turned his gaze to you
>”And who's this little fella? Don't think we've met!”
>You look at Starlight, but she just shrugged, not knowing what to say
>”He's a neighbor of mine”, said Sunburst with confidence
>“Oh, yeah! I heard you moved to a lovely new house! Congratulations, friend!”
>”Thank you”
>”And what's your neighbor's name?”
>Braeburn showed you a wide, cheery smile
>Staying silent was clearly not an option
“Uh, well, my name is Kai”
>”Nice to meet you, Kai!”
>Braeburn puts his hoof right in front of you
>Not knowing what to do, you touched it with your own
>He quickly lets out a joyful neigh, which startles even the ponies in the farther seats
>”I must say, Kai, you really know how to dress! You don't like apples, by any chance, do ya?”
“I… I like apples”
>Your voice sounded like a whisper, especially in contrast to Braeburn’s voice
>”Then we're practically cousins!”
>The pony's sudden screaming made Starlight's rump jump off her seat
>You thought such things only happened in cartoons
>Oh wait
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>”Well, Kai, I'd love to keep talking to ya but this pony really needs to use the restroom!”
>”Wait, Braeburn”, said Sunburst while adjusting his glasses
>They almost jumped off his face with all the screaming
>”The restroom on the next coach is out of service. But the one at the other end of the train is clean”
>”Thank you so much, Sunburst! Well, hope you have fun in Canterlot! I'll be sure to send Applejack greetings from you!”
>You all said goodbye to Braeburn, and collectively let out a sigh of relief as soon as he leaves the coach
>”Trixie must admit you were fast on coming up with the restroom excuse!”, said the blue pony between chuckles
>”Thanks. I work better under pressure”
>You start chuckling, but Sunburst's sudden change of expression cut it short
>”I honestly hope he forgets to tell Applejack he saw us going to Canterlot”
>”Why?”, asked Starlight
>”It's not that she's going to get angry about it”
>”It's not exactly her who worries me, though”, Sunburst answered
>He avoided looking at Starlight and instead directed his attention to the window
>”Then who are you worried about?”
>”Nevermind”
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>>43284121
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>>43281369
The mystery is how they became mares in the first place.
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>you get turned into Twilight Sparkle
>but it's the tamers12345 version
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>>43285076
Get shit on.
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>>43285962
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You'd be crazy to not want to be as cute as that pony.
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>>43287912
This remind me of my story somewhat. Humans who turn into ponies take it as a sign of status to walk like a show pony
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This has got to be one of the most awkward TFs to endure.
Becoming a horse version of your own brother...
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>>43289849
There are definitely inanimate TFs that would exceed its awkwardness, but among all the possible human-to-pony changes, this one pretty much takes the cake.
Would Applejack turning into Bright Mac be worse? I don’t think so, but that’s a fine line.
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>>43290201
>Would Applejack turning into Bright Mac be worse? I don’t think so, but that’s a fine line.
I'm actually gonna say yes on that one, if we're assuming he's also dead in EQG.
Though maybe Bloom becomes him, since same color scheme.
Does this mean Big Mac becomes pony AJ?
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>>43289849
Weird thing is that it happened twice.
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>>43290456
>be EQG Granny Smith
>finally come to terms with everything that’s happened over the past year
>Pear passing away had been hard on everyone, and your son dying so soon thereafter was what really, really broke your heart
>Everyone’s coping mechanisms have been different
>After losing their parents, Apple Bloom’s been spending more time out of the house, and Big Mac’s gotten very quiet
>AJ’s handling has been the most peculiar, talking about a fantastical world inside the high school’s statue
>One night around the dinner table, inter-dimensional antics ensue
>Applejack’s hair starts turning red, Apple Bloom’s eyes take on a deep blue hue, and orange fur begins to sprout on Big Mac’s arms
>When all’s said and done, each looks… remarkably like a cartoon horse version of your loved ones
>Applejack looks strikingly like Bright Mac, Apple Bloom as Pear Butter, and Big Mac as Applejack
>Old wounds are immediately reopened, though the grieving process takes a very different path
>Do you still feel the hurt of Bright Mac & Pear Butter’s passing when you still see their [notably longer] faces each morning?
>Do you mourn Big Mac & Apple Bloom being gone, at least in a physical sense?
>What about Applejack, whose drawl is seldom heard and one-of-a-kind mannerisms are seldom seen from the person who’s adopted her form?
>Your sins have finally caught up to you; this is truly hell
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>anonfilly
fantasy to return to childhood. comes from a lack of development; late puberty, late bloomer, or even non bloomer. basically, boys who had a false start and had a fractured home life that typically still included both parents. the feminine aspect comes from how girls develop much faster during pubescence, they get a lot of praise at that age and stand out over the boys in school. the girls learn more quickly that to go along is to get along, so they readily comply and operate to move up within systems. this early compliance compounds into early and smooth movement into a well paying career. whereas boys are focused on doing 'what should be done', and doing 'the right thing', which is not what a system is about, and is not rewarded immediately. this lack of immediate reward compounds with their slow start in life, making things seem even starker.
>what if I could just restart and do exactly what everyone said I should have done?
accepting of authority for the promise of comfort, even though you don't like that authority and it never treated you well.

>male griffon/pegasi
lack of agency as a child, divorced parents, shuttled from living situation to living situation, devouring mother. fantasy of the desire to be totally free from/ambivalent to the emotional responsibilities that were pushed on them by their mother when they weren't old enough to handle them. just fly away. for griffons specifically, be strong enough to handle the responsibility and fly to the rescue of people you want to care about. and be strong enough you can punish the people who do you wrong.
>what if I could have just left, and gone on to build something on my own?
rejecting authority for freedom, perceived or real. lashing out against that authority for what it did to you, even if it's to your detriment. contradictory to their desire to be ambivalent emotionally.

>female anything else
overbearing parents, or the anonfilly reason just with a mildly more healthy view of their development or they want to skip to the end.
>pet stuff
emotionally unavailable parents.

there's a tendency to equate male -> female with the t word, on any point of the spectrum, whether you revile them or pity them or want what you feel is best for them or are one. I see this as a generalization and pigeonholing of a much deeper internal psychology. there's too much of it for it to just be the one mental tic of dysphoria. I think what accounts for much of this stuff, like pic related, is contrast appeal. contrast appeal is deep in the roots of the entire 'brony' thing to begin with.
>what if men liked a little girl's show.
what if a man was by some event, transfigured into one of these cute female creatures.
peel back the appearance of one of these cute things you like from a show you like for the contrast, and find a three dimensional mind of a rough quality that you are familiar with, that you relate to, which contrasts with what it looks like.
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>>43290910
There is a very different psychology between those who want to be anoncolt and anon filly, it would be fun to analyze as someone who wants to be anoncolt
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>>43290910
it's also the desire for a mirror, to find yourself in what you love or admire or what appeals to you.
man versus world, man versus his environment, man versus man, man versus machine.
the woman is supposed to be his companion in this, but as of late we've been disillusioned from each other. its been man versus woman. so man wonders if he could find that companion again, and what does it look like? is it like him? is she like him? the familiar woman that is 'like' him has gone another way, and is only really familiar on the outside.
so will he find his companion in a woman with an external shape that is unfamiliar, and an internal one that is familiar?
>>43290926
I haven't seen as much of it, or read the fantasies they indulge, so I couldn't say as certainly.
but just at a glance, probably it comes from having bloomed, late, and now you're being saddled (haha) with all the responsibilities in adult life.
capable of handling them, but still with that crook of a lack of self confidence because you got here later than other men you know. feeling that the responsibilities are turning you into someone you would not have liked as a boy.
>what if I could have that perspective again. it seems like everything I liked as a boy was what really mattered in life, now that I'm here.
>these memories of childhood are my real consolation in adulthood. I want to make more of them.
having sown and reaped the long crop, you wonder at how much more you could have sown, at how much richer you could have reaped.
the mental state i described is more general, because wanting to be a kid again is actually common, as opposed to wanting to be a kid of the other sex, which seems to be in part a paraphilia.
so my guess at it is more seeing it as a fantasy that comes to you at a time in your life, rather than a long seated internal daydream world that develops from sustained circumstances during your development.
anoncolt is more like development late or not, development nonetheless -> reflection on that development
anonfilly is very late to no development -> redo that development
male griffon/pegasi, stunted or forced early development -> rejection of the result
pet is from a lack of love, co-dependent.
female everything else is escapism, and the appeal I mentioned.

also i guess there are women into this stuff too? i have no idea with them, it's probably some form of like, the amorphous idea of self when faced with another 1 on 1.
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>>43290969
I like your take on her.
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>>43290910
I feel like a big part of me wanting to be female is just internalized misandry. I grew up being told being male makes me a predator, evil, oppressive, 'kill all men', 'choose the bear', etc. etc.

I get punished for being anything but stoic. I have to deflect all my emotions with humor. I feel like sub-human garbage. I have no chance forming a relationship because I'm not good enough.

So I wish I was a girl and cute. My life could have value.
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>>43290984
Try /rgre/, males there are valued for simply being male.
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>>43290984
>My life could have value.
value to the system that hates you.
you aren't sub-human garbage. they are, that's why they treat you like sub-human garbage. they want you to not touch their hold on things, not to question their authority or qualifications, not to step into a leading role, not to rock the boat. take it and shut up, or become a harmless little bauble I can pin to my vest as a win.
>not good enough
just an ad-hoc rationalization by, again, people that hate you. they'll just pick a metric.
be quiet:
>you're emotionally unavailable
talk:
>you don't let women speak
laugh:
>insensitive
don't laugh:
>cold
I felt very similar for a period of my life. shit's fucked, I understand. feeling so cornered the only escape is to be something else, something they don't seem to hate. now I dream about becoming something they would hate even more lol. is that better? maybe. probably not. so I try to aim it at being with my friends and family instead and just carve out what I can from this life while dealing with these sub-humans that hate me and want to take it all away from me, or prevent me from getting any of it.
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