(Chris)
The whole time we were walking, I could feel that Final Hour was following us. I just had to get somewhere where no one would see her appear then I would convince her to change me back (I am NOT spending a whole day as a mare). I finally spotted a space between two houses and led Tyler there before turning around.
"I know you're there Final Hour," I said.
"You're no fun," she replied, smirking as she materialized out of thin air.
"Change me back!" I snapped.
"That wasn't very polite," she replied, putting on a false pout that reminded me of Rarity.
"Change me back, please," I said slowly.
"Okay," she said, blasting me again and turning me back into a guy (thank Celestia). "Just so you don't get bored though..." Her horn flared again and blasted Tyler, after which she disappeared again. He coughed a moment and waved his hoof around, trying to dispel the smoke. When the smoke cleared, he had long, flat hair, eyelashes, and a mare's snout. I couldn't help but start laughing.
"Shut up and tell me I'm pretty!" Tyler commanded. (Fuck, now I have to deal with him being an annoying mare. I hate Final Hour so much right now.)
"Will it make you stop annoying me?" I asked.
"No," he stated flatly.
"Then there's your answer."
"Oh well, it was worth a try," he said, shrugging his wings.
"Lets get going," I said. "I still want to see the rest of the town."
"Okie dokie lokie," he said, reminding me of Pinkie Pie. We continued walking and Tyler didn't seem nervous at all. If I didn't know any better, I would think he enjoyed being a mare. We walked through town, staring at the various recognizable buildings and ponies from the show. I spotted several background characters, including Colgate and Doctor Whooves. Tyler almost ran up to Doctor Whooves (I'm guessing it was because he's a Doctor Who fan). I managed to hold him back by the tail with a bit of magic.
"Aw come on," he pleaded. "I want to see if he's the Doctor."
"Dude, he's a pony, not a time lord," I said.
"Fine," he grumbled. We continued walking until I spotted a very familiar looking name on a sign outside a building I've never seen before.
"Fuck," I muttered.
"What?" Tyler asked, following my gaze. "The Prancing Pony? Isn't that the bar from The Skies Above?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Hey, maybe DJ-PON3 will be there," he said with a snicker. (I should've known this would happen eventually. He knows that Vinyl Scratch is the pony I draw the most.) "Are we going to go in or what?"
"Might as well," I said. We walked to the bar and went in. Sure enough, Vinyl was the DJ. I picked a spot as far as possible from the stage and Tyler sat across from me. Neither of us were very big drinkers, so we mainly sat and looked around. Eventually, I noticed Tyler was being way too quiet, so I tried to ask him what he was thinking. The problem with that was that he wasn't sitting across from me anymore. Instead, I spotted him whispering in Vinyl's ear as she used her magic to keep the music going. She smirked and the glow from her horn went out. Tyler bent down, and when he came back up the club was silent, at least until the words PARTY ROCK blasted from the speakers. (I am going to kill him one of these days I swear.) To my surprise, the ponies actually cheered and danced harder than ever. While they enjoyed the music, it was like nails scraping on a chalk board to my ears. I thought about blocking out the noise, and suddenly I couldn't hear anything. I stopped thinking about it, and the sound returned.
"Magical earplugs," I mused. "That's pretty useful." I put the magic earplugs back, then continued looking around. I spotted Berry Punch sitting at the bar (not very surprising) and Carrot Top sitting at one of the tables with Bon Bon and Lyra sitting next to her on either side. They seemed to be trying to sing along to the music, but I couldn't really tell what they were saying thanks to my mugical earplugs. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to face the tapper, and came face to face with Vinyl Scratch.
"Um, hi," I said, disabling my earplugs so I could hear.
"Your friend over there told me you had a crush on me," she said with a smirk.
"No I don't," I said, hastily shaking my head.
"Then why are there so many drawings of me in this?" she replied, levitating my notepad into view (Tyler is so dead).
"Um... I..." I was interrupted by a hoof on my mouth.
"It's fine," said Vinyl. "You're not the first. Though I have to admit you're a bit cuter than the others."
"Um, thanks?" I said.
"Name's Vinyl." She held out a hoof, which I carefully shook, afraid she might be like Pinkie and have a hidden buzzer.
"I'm Paradox."
"Well I'll catch ya later Paradox," she said, returning to the DJ booth and waited for the song to end. Once it ended, Tyler retrieved his MP3 player and walked back over to our table.
"I hate you so much right now," I said, glaring at him.
"What?" he asked. "I thought you liked Vinyl. Besides, she said you're cuter than the others, so maybe you have a chance."
"Wait, were you eavesdropping?"
"Maybe I was." His expression kind of reminded me of a troll face and the I lied guy at the same time. I sighed, defeated.
At least he didn't do anything to drastic, I thought.
A/N: Tyler wrote most of this chapter since I was a bit tired from school. Also, Tyler will need a new name considering he's been turned into a mare.