I awoke to a scream, and looked around confused. I saw the pony from last night on the other side of the room up against the wall looking at me in fright. For one reason or another I found words. I figured I needed to thank and apologize to him, however what I didn't take into account that I might still be lacking a better vocabulary so what I said, and what I meant, would be two very different things. Here is what I meant to say, "Sorry for following you home last night, the cold would have killed me, is amazing how warm you guys are, so thank you very much". Here is what I actually said and what he heard "Sorry, last night you were amazing, thank you". Not realizing what I said, I grew confused when I saw the pony, first start to blush, then turn green, and after that pass out.
I realize that at this point you guys must believe that I'm, well for lack of a better word, homo. Your wrong, well kinda, It seems that my body, which I'm sure you guys know is that of a changeling, is neither male nor female. I can't really be called homo or hetero sexual as I can't really fit the bill of either. Anyways, after he fainted I watched the pony for a bit and grew concerned when he didn't get back up. I got out of the bed and walked over to him. I poked the pony a few times before realizing this was my first time seeing him in proper light. He was a yellow pony who's mane was a split between orange and light orange. On his flank was a picture of an apple and for whatever reason, when I looked at him the name Braeburn came to mind. I blinked a few times before deciding to move him back to bed.
Looking between the bed and the pony whom I was now going to call Braeburn, I realized I didn't have any ways of moving him without just dragging him across the ground. After a few minutes of pondering my predicament, I heard a knock from the door downstairs.
"Braeburn, ya' lazy dog, you up yet?" came a voice from outside.
I looked around frantically before qucikly deciding I would have to drag him. I bit onto his hoof, careful not to hurt him, and dragged him over to his bed. I got behind the pony and pushed him onto the bed. Downstairs I heard the door open and the voice call out again.
"Ya here Brae?" it asked, I could hear a bit of concern in the voice, but I ignored it as I continued to try to push Braeburn into bed. Finally I managed to push him into bed and cover him with a blanket. I stepped back and gave a sigh in relief before turning around to see another pony, who quickly turned around and smashed me in the face with it's rear hooves. As I blacked out I remembered 3 things, first I was once something called a 'human, second the world I was in was named Equestria, and last was that pony's can kick really hard. I hit the floor with a thud and blacked out.
I don't know how long I was out for, but from what I could tell it musn't have been that long. The reason I say that is because the first thing I heard was a conversation between Braeburn and the pony who bucked me in the face.
"Whad'ya suppose it is?" it was Braeburn.
"I don't know, sure as hell never seen anything like it before now though", that voice belong to the pony who had walked in earlier. "It didn't do anything to you did it?"
Even though I couldn't see it, I was sure Braeburn had just shook his head no. "Nah, he didn't do anythin really, and besides I dont think it could be anythin to dangerous"
I slowly started to open my eyes, and tried to look around. I couldn't see very much, mostly because I had been moved into a room with no windows, and there were no light sources in the room. The only light came from under the door along with the shadows of the two ponies talking out side. I tried to move only to realize that my hooves were tied together, some of the rope went through the holes making it impossible for me to just slip out of the ropes. I realized I had just missed half of the conversation going on between the ponies at the door, as they were no walking into the room. I squinted as light suddenly filled the dark room.
"Look it's awake" said the new Pony. I got a better look at the pony, and could now see that I knew his name much like how I knew Braeburns, meaning it just came to me for whatever reason. It was the Sheriff, though that probably wasn't his real name thats all I could remember when I saw him. he was a brown earth pony that wore a cowboy hat, a red bandana was tied around his neck and he wore a blue vest. His mane was a dark brown that was nearly black and his eyes were fairly similar to his mane.
"I wonder if it can talk?" Braeburns voice seemed a bit nervous, and what he said me. I was sure that I had already spoken to him earlier, maybe he thought this morning was a dream or something.
I looked between the two, and noticed they were both looking at me expecting me to do something. I decided to start with talking. "Hello" my scratchy insect like voice seemed to shock the both of them. "Braeburn, Sheriff" they both blinked when I said their names. I paused for a second before another name came to mind "Appleloosa?" I tried making the last name sound more like a question to show them I wasn't sure. They seemed to understand and looked at each other before Braeburn spoke up.
"Yes, I'm Braeburn and that's Sheriff Silverstar, and you are indeed in the Amazing town of Appleloosa!". He seemed to brighten up when he said the towns name, but then he looked back down at me "and if you know all that, then who are you?"
"I'm..." I couldn't remember. I couldn't think of any other names and I most certainly didn't remember my own name, for whatever reason. "I'm" for some reason I started to feel a bit stressed, it was like when the answer was on he tip of your tongue and you just couldn't remember. "I'm..." I looked at the floor hoping to avoid the question.
"what's wrong? don't you know your own name?" this time it was the Sheriff who spoke this time. I just shook my head, not willing to look at them. I could feel their stares of pity but all they did was piss me off.
"Don't pity" I said looking at them sternly, "no need it". I tried to stand again only to remember my legs were still bound together. I looked down at the rope and back up at the ponies "why?" I asked motioning to the rope.
Braeburn blinked before saying "Why? you trespassed into my house, plus we don't even know if your friendly or not!" he stamped one of his front hooves as he said this making me look at him nervously. Now that I thought about it, I wasn't in a very favorable position like this. I was tied up, in the home I had broken into the previous night, and the owner was now standing over me rather pissed. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just throw you out right now?".
I looked at him and swallowed before responding "Night time, cold, I die". This was the one thing I knew for sure about my body. What ever I am is a cold-blooded creature, and if I didn't have some sort of way to stay warm, I would definitely die in the cold of the night. "Sorry" I really was sorry, as far as I could tell all I had done since meeting Braeburn was scare him, break into his house, make him faint, and scare him again.
The Sheriff looked at me before turning to Braeburn who looked a little confused. "Braeburn, if you want payback make 'em work on your orchard for a few days, besides I hear you could use the help now a days" With that the Sheriff walked over to me and somehow began untying the ropes that bound me using his hooves. Braeburn only looked on, though worry was clear in his eyes. I tried my best to smile at him only to see him take a step back as I flashed my fangs which at the time I didn't know I had.
Braeburn blinked a few times before talking again "Alright, if you want to stay here your gonna help me in the orchard starting today". I was taken aback by his offer, but then again I didn't really want to question it, for me it was life or death.
"Yes" I said getting up once the sheriff removed my bindings. A few minutes later and we were out on the orchard kicking trees. I wasn't very good at it at first, each time I kicked only a few apples would fall, so I ended up having to buck the same tree 3 or 4 times before being able to move onto the next. Braeburn laughed at my efforts and reassured me by saying all newbies have to go through the same thing. That didn't stop me from feeling weak after seeing him get all the apple off a tree with a single buck.
I collapsed exhausted in the dark room I was in earlier. We had spent the whole day collecting apples, and I was to worn out to even feel hungry, or at least that's what I thought. What I didn't know at the time was that the whole day I had been stuffing myself with Braeburn's love for his apple orchid and Appleloosa in general. Either way I was tired and I wasn't hungry. I sat there thinking for a few minutes, trying to figure things out about myself when I realized I still didn't have a name. The whole day Braeburn had been calling me 'you'. I shrugged and crawled into the bed that was in the room. It was very warm and the mattress was as comfortable if not more so than Braeburns. I remembered when I had asked him earlier that day if he had remembered what happened in the morning, all he did was blush and say 'I don't know what you're talking about'. For some reason or another I found it to be rather cute.
My eyes closed and I fell into a dream of the past. I was back in the Human world and I could remember everything. Everything, but my name that is. Other than that I remembered all about My Little Pony, the fact that I was a brony, and that the body I now inhabited was something called a changeling, featured as the villains in the royal wedding episode that had showed just before summer break. Great, just great, well I guess that hadn't happened yet or else Braeburn and Sheriff Silverstar would have know what I was. I didn't even know where I was in the time line of My Little Pony, maybe the mane 6 hadn't visited Appleloosa yet? Not like I could meet with them If they hadn't anyways. Either way when I woke up I'd have a lot of things to do, I mean really I'm in Equestria! what the heck am I doing just hanging around in Appaloosa, sure the settler town was nice but I should go see the sights, learn the lingo, eat the foods. Oh wait I can't eat food can I, well maybe I can.
My dream soon ended and I found myself being roused by a loud knocking on the door to my room. "Time ta wake up, come eat some breakfast, you were so tired you didn't eat a thing last night!". I sat up and rubbed my eyes with my gnarled hooves. "Braeburn come in, I need to talk to you about some things". I still remembered a lot of what I remembered in my dream, if that made sense, and with my new-found memories (is that contradictory?) I figured I needed to at least fill in the pony who was letting me live with him. I looked up nervously when Braeburn walked in. I think he could tell I was nervous about something because the same nervousness started to show in his eyes.
"How come you can talk better now?" he asked a little confused. I tried to beat back my nervousness by smiling, and realized flashing my fangs at him probably wasn't the best way to calm him down.
"I need to tell you something Braeburn" I prepared myself for a long discussion that would more than likely take up most of the morning.
Okay second chapter revised and edited, hopefully you guys who are just starting to read will stick with it as I promise the story will get better. Also quick note for all those artists out there, please oh please I beg of you to consider drawing me a good picture for the story. Thanks for reading hope to see you'll 10 chapters from now!