So today was not a good day. Mostly because I couldn't remember anything of yesterday. I had just woken up when I felt the pain. That and my loss of memory had me thinking that I somehow got drunk. I thought that I might have been in the hospital when I heard the voice that I couldn't recognize. “You feeling O.K. sugar cube?” I started to wake up more and found that the nurse was...orange. I must have been really tired, knocked out, still drunk, anything. she is a pony. I've known about this stuff but I wasn't into it. It was just a thing that existed. Something was wrong. “You're a pony?” “Um ya?” That was when I noticed the arm I was pointing with was a hoof. I was a pony. I noticed a red stallion (I assumed it was a stallion, he was much larger) sitting next to The orange one. I looked under the covers to see what I look like. Indeed I did have hooves. I had a tail too. “Do you have a mirror?” I wanted to see if I really was a pony or if I was just messed up somehow. After the orange one brought one to me I got a clear image of something I was not hoping for. Indeed I was a pony, but I was not expecting to be a mare! How was I a mare if as a human I was a guy!? My brain could not take all the new information in so after getting a clear image, I just barfed and fainted again.
This time when I woke up I was in a hospital. I really was hoping it was all a dream until I rolled over to see that same orange pony right outside. I started feeling better than last night after the whole me being a mare thing. I couldn't really help myself so I asked ,” Why am I a mare?”. She didn't really know what to say to that, probably thinking that I had always been a mare. Will anyone believe me; does anyone even know about humans?
Turns out that I would have to stay in the hospital room for the rest of the day, and night, to make sure that I am one hundred percent good. I really would have been bored but that orange pony (named Applejack I figured out) can make really good conversation. sadly she couldn't be there the whole day, she had a farm to manage, but she was going to see if she could get one of her friends to keep me company. While she was gone I asked the doctor for an empty book and pencil. I decided to start writing down what was happening just in case I went back to human, somehow. While I was writing about yesterday another pony came in. She was light blue with a rainbow mane.
She didn't look like she much wanted to be here but I didn't either. I decided to start off a conversation about her having wings. I didn't have wings and I thought no one else did either. she started telling me about how great of a flyer she was and how her dream is to become one of the Wonderbolts. I guessed, from the way they sounded, that they were a form of some flying stunt team like the Blue Angels. I never had any interest in flying. The few times where I did fly I did not like very well so I didn't really have much to talk about in this conversation. Once the conversation was over Rainbow Dash (yes the pony with the rainbow mane is Rainbow Dash) started telling me about her friends. Applejack I already met, Rarity was some fashion pony, Fluttershy was some forest nature hippy, Pinkie Pie was just a “party pony” and Twilight Sparkle (seriously these names are so weird) is a bookworm.
Rainbow must have liked to meet new people because she had talked all the way till dinner. After she left I was alone again so I started thinking about where I am going to stay tomorrow. It is impossible to sleep as a pony. The tail always gets in the way and I am not use to having such long hair. That combined with me changing genders is just so uncomfortable. A good thing, though, is that I don’t have to wear clothes. All the fur is like clothes anyways, just as warm. I didn't really do anything for the night besides lay there and sleep.
Waking up as a pony again. Today I get to leave the hospital. The only thing is that I have to figure out how to walk. Walking as a human is easy, walking as a pony is not. I didn't walk to the hospital. Actually I don’t really know how I got here, I think Applejack and the red stallion brought me. I was going to need to learn how to balance my weight onto four legs and using all four to walk. I was later met by Applejack. She figured that since she found me like this that she should be responsible for me. She also mentioned that when she found me I was laying down by one of her apple trees asleep with a hat like her’s and a vest. It was hard to put the vest on, hooves are not good replacements for hands. The hat looked almost the same as Applejack’s. Looking at myself again I noticed that I looked a lot like Applejack; same hat, eye color, and partly same mane. My mane was braided while her’s was in a ponytail (sorta) and yes I know that she is a pony with a ponytail. She told me that I could stay at the farm until I found a place of my own. She didn't offer it but I thought that since I was staying on a farm that I helped out at the farm.
Applejack and Big Mac (not the hamburger but the stallion from earlier) were teaching me how to buck the apple trees. They made it look so easy that when I tried it, the result was just pain. I don’t know how they can manage to buck all these apple trees every day and still have time for their friends. It seemed nearly impossible, but a lot did at this point. It was a lot of work, those apple trees, but we did get them done. besides my first attempts I actually was getting some apples off the trees. Bucking those trees let me get more familiar with this new body at least so it wasn't that bad. I decided, with all the time we had now, that I’d go to town and see how things worked.
The first thing I thought about was the food. I never really thought about about it before because I was just eating whatever was served to me. Even then I didn't really look at the food as anything different; I didn't really look at all. I was always doing something when I was eating. Looking at the restaurants around town I saw what the food was. Pony food was sometimes human food, other times grass, flowers, and those nature stuff. It wasn't like salads or anything though, it was like dandelions and those things. I didn't really have any money on me so I didn't eat anything. I also had some apples from the fields back at the farm. If I stayed at the farm I would at least have regular food income. I would probably get sick of it at some time but food is food.
Before I started looking for a place to stay I was looking for a job. It would be kind of hard to live on your own without a job. I wasn't really looking for anything though, I was still just walking around town. I learned that not only are there ponies with wings but there are also unicorns. Seriously this place is so girly and me being a girl just makes it that much worse. I never really stopped thinking about that. If I stayed here then I would be considered a girl. I would have to look and dress like a girl and be forever smaller than the stallions. I really hope that I can go back to the human world.
I saw a small bakery that was shaped like a gingerbread house. Out of my curiosity, I decided to have a look. The place was indeed a bakery. It smelled great inside. They made all kinds of cakes, cupcakes, and bread. It reminded me of when my mom would take me to the bakery every Sunday. The smell was almost the same. Sadly a very energetic pony snapped me out of my day dream. “Hi-I never seen you around here before-are you new-I know all the ponies in pony and I've never seen you-I’ll throw a party for you and” she was cut off by Rainbow Dash who I just noticed was standing next to who I was guessing was Pinkie Pie. “Pinkie, slow down. You haven’t even gotten her name yet.” I introduced myself as Skorpido since I was kind of scared to use my real name. I didn't want to be known as my human self. Mostly since he was a different gender. “Skorpido? That’s an odd name.” Coming from someone named Rainbow Dash. I guess Skorpido isn't really a pony name though. I started to think of an excuse not to talk about my past unless I really trusted the other person. No one would believe me anyways. So far I only really trusted Applejack and even then I wouldn't talk about it unless she asked me. I decided to use the excuse that I lost my memory.
Pinkie decided, since I was new, that she would host a party throughout the town of Ponyville just for me. I have no idea how that is going to work but whatever works for her will be fine. I’m not that big into parties anyways but if it will introduce me to the others then I guess it would be a plus. I asked Rainbow Dash if she was always like that. “You get use to it” was what she said. Seems like she gets that question a lot. “So what are you doing down here Skorpido?” “I’d just thought that I’d look around town and see what there was.”
Pinkie wanted to do some taste testing with me and some of her new cupcake recipes. For such an energetic pony she did make a good first impression and her cupcakes weren't that bad. They actually tasted well done. Every bite just gets better. I am almost suspicious of her cupcakes but then again it’s pony food.
I spent the rest of the day there, then went back to the farm. My first full day as a pony actually was pretty fun but I still needed to get a bunch of stuff figured out like if I will ever be human again. For now, though, might as well just sleep.