After a while, I opened my eyes. I knew I shouldn't have trusted Twilight! Why did always her magic end up in trouble?
I shook my head. Thankfully, (and surprisingly indeed) I was alright. I could see my legs, nothing hurt anymore. I barely remembered the pain when I had fallen unconscious, but I guessed that would be from the fall to ground. I wasn't the first to wake up, as I saw Rarity's white flanks nearby me, and I saw Pinkie's fluffy tail on the other side of the cauldron, but I couldn't see Pinkie herself.
I shook my head again, and laid there for some short time, to recover a bit from this forced sleep. I felt a little dizzy, and I decided to wash my eyes, yes, that would make me more awake.
When I got up, I felt as if my legs were filled with apples - they were so heavy. I lifted my hooves, and shook my still a bit dizzy head, then went downstairs and looked at the mares who were sitting by the table in the middle of the library. "Hey, girls!" I shouted, and I saw them stiffening upon seeing me. "Yeah, I know I'm not in my best form right now!" I laughed off the fact that my head was spinning around as if I had ridden a carousel a bit too fast.
The door slammed, and I saw Spike coming in. "Hey Twilight, I brought that book from Zecora you asked," the young dragon looked at Twilight and put down a thick book in brown leather covers. I looked over at Twilight. Something seemed different about her, but I couldn't understand what, in my dizzy mind. She stared at me in an oddly surprised way and I saw that everypony watched me that way. I felt odd. Why were they watchin- "Holy cow, Rainbow Dash!" Spike shouted and jumped in the air.
It started getting a bit annoying that way - everypony staring at me as if I was half-cow, half-sheep. "What is it? I know I probably look awful after this noon activities! But, you know, you don't look better!" And that was true - everypony looked extremely tired.
It was starting to get really creepy, the way they kept staring at me. Spike seemed to shiver and point at me, as if I was a monster. I wanted to fly away to my cloud house, and just sit with Tank. At least he didn't gasp and point at me as if I had suddenly turned into a sheep.
I jumped, to take off, the move was natural to me. The air, surrounding me, it always seemed like the best thing ever, to fly, to soar through th-
BUMP!
I could hear the sound that my jaw made in contact with the wooden floor. For moments I laid there on the floor, paralyzed by the agonizing pain. Maybe I had broken my neck?
Turns out I didn't, as I quite quickly got up. What was that? I took a glance at everypony else, they seemed scared and shocked. A suspicion, an impossible suspicion sickened my mind. I didn't even try to think about it, as I examined everypony's faces.
Suddenly I u?nderstood what had seemed so wrong about them the last time I looked. I saw that Twilight was missing her horn. Then I looked beside her, at Applejack, and examined her expression. None of us spoke. She hadn't grew a horn all out of sudden, but when I examined her body further, I noticed a thing that didn't belong on Applejack. Wings. A pair of visibly weak, frail and soft-feathered wings. Wings that Fluttershy had, and I knew the form of her wings a little too well. I turned my head to Fluttershy, and I saw that on her forehead was a short and stocky horn, right above her big eyes.
I didn't believe. I tried to move my wings. It felt as if a cold hoof had stomped on my heart and had pushed it down. My wings didn't move. I couldn't feel the casual warmth of them on my back. It felt as if they didn't exist.
That couldn't be. I didn't dare to move my head to look. "Why can't I feel them?" I at first murmured, then asked loudly, looking directly into the purple eyes of Twilight Sparkle, the... earth pony.
The answer never came. There was a dead silence, and I turned my head to the bathroom. I didn't feel dizzy anymore, I felt as if I was a young and strong spring flower.
I leapt into the bathroom, and I looked into the mirror above the sink. I looked into my own eyes, my own huge dark rose-colored eyes. I didn't speak, and saw my eyes quivering. Then I slowly raised my sight up to my forehead, and there was a strange lump which didn't belong there. It was shocking to see that, and then I understand that I am not an earth pony. And I most certainly am not a pony like our Princesses. I looked at the horn in the reflection, not believing that was me and my horn.
I didn't even need a proof. I knew I wasn't a pegasus, somehow. I was an unicorn. The blue proof to that sticked out of my mutli-colored mane, and I closed my eyes, then washed my eyes, as if to prove I was wrong.
I came out and looked at my friends. "Don't worry, Rainbow Dash," I heard a timid pegasus voice sound. No. She wasn't a pegasus. She was an unicorn just like me, I could see the proof clearly written on her forehead. "It isn't as bad as you think it is," I had no comment for what she had said. We sat in silence, and I looked at the purple earth pony.
"What's the cure?" I asked, looking at Twilight. She blinked, shocked. She kept staring at my forehead. Then I heard a scream coming from upstairs, where the cauldron was. I turned head, and saw a pink figure jumping down the stairs. "Look guys, I'm a pegasus! I... I have wings!" She screamed like a little filly, she seemed so happy, she jumped around, and tried out her new wings. I couldn't move. I saw Rarity walk down slowly, and -sure enough- she was clearly missing her horn. No wings had grown on her back either.
"Rarity, look, I have wings!" I saw Pinkie Pie being the most excited. I had never seen her as happy as now, she was all over the place, testing out her new pink wings. She came closer to me, and happily showed me one her wing, not even seeing that I lacked them. I looked upon the wings, and my heart started beating faster. They were beautiful wings, very muscular wings, received training for years. I brushed my hoof over Pinkie's wings. It was impossible... "Those... Those are my wings!" I murmured, not listening to Pinkie's ongoing rant.
She wriggled out of my grasp and jumped away. My territorial instinct kicked in, I saw my wings, my personal, beautiful wings jump away on Pinkie's back. A sudden pang of jealousy, anger and a weird feeling as if something was unfair, all flashed in my heart and mind.
"Mine!!!" I screamed on top of my lungs, and my legs seemed to move themselves, I leaped at Pinkie and pinned her down, hitting her with my hoof in face. I grabbed my wings in teeth and tried to pull them, trying to get them off the pink pony. I let out muffled sounds like angry Winona did. Pinkie kicked me, but she was lightweight and I was heavier by far. She couldn't push me away, but the wing slipped out of my mouth and Pinkie immediately flew at the ceiling, looking at me with terrified look.
I couldn't get to her, and that was what made me mad and sick. I was used to that I could get everywhere by flying. I was the fastest pony in Equestria! I could get after anypony and everypony, Nothing was out of my reach, ever.
I couldn't get to Pinkie, and I jumped several times in the air, and I swished my head around in frustation that I couldn't get my wings. I needed them! They were mine! Mine, not Pinkie's!!!
After a while, I collapsed on ground sobbing.
I had spent hours on the floor. I had eventually fallen asleep, and woke up next morning. Everypony were still at their places, and when I rose, Pinkie Pie squeaked and jumped in air.
"Twilight, what have you done?" I looked furiously at the purple earth pony, and took her shoulders in my hooves, and shook her. "Twilight, why my wings are on Pinkie, Twilight!?" I shouted.
"Calm down, sugarcube." I heard a familiar voice behind me. "She ain't talk'd to none of us since you came downstairs."
I turned to Applejack. "Where's the cure? How do I find it?" I asked.
"Calm down, sugarcube. We are going to find that, and you could help us," Applejack told me, looking into my rose-red eyes with her bright green ones. That moment, I believed her. A cure could be found to this. She patted my back with one her wing and I froze, feeling as if the same cold hoof stomped on my heart.
I rarely cried, but I started sobbing, as I remembered my own wings being attached to my back. I started telling them how I loved my wings. Wings were my destiny. Without them, I was nopony. I wasn't anymore the fastest pony in Equestria. I was a simple unicorn with one small, weak, stupid horn. I started crying, and suddenly Twilight snapped out of it.
"My horn isn't small, weak and stupid." She almost hissed, and stormed up, running away from us all. I ignored her. My wings were more important right now, rather than some useless horn.