Aside from my hands, the thing I was missing most of all was my emotional control. I always imagined that if I could go back and retry parts of my life knowing what I know now I’d be more reasonable, not act out of emotion. My new body had other ideas. Assuming ponies aged like humans I shouldn’t have teenage hormones yet, but even so, I felt like someone had cranked all my emotions up to eleven and I couldn’t turn them back.
Which is a long way of saying I regretted what I’d just said. It had felt great to ‘get one over’ on the inexperienced nurse, but shortly afterwards I realized what I’d done and it made me want to cry. Then I felt embarrassed that I was about to cry and guilty that I’d taken advantage of his trust and angry that I couldn’t control myself; I just felt completely rotten in general and I wanted to curl up in my bed and hide under the covers until it all went away. So I did.
It didn’t go away though, and eventually my moping was interrupted by the arrival of lunch.
“Green, are you awake?”
“No.”
“I’m sorry about earlier, I didn’t mean to upset you.” Amy was walking on eggshells now, even less sure of himself. I’d done that. Ugh. Me and my big mouth.
“No, I’m sorry, I was being mean to you just for doing your job. You felt like you had to report what I’d said and that’s fair enough.” I said. “Just, promise you don’t hate me?”
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it,” I could tell he was still annoyed.
I pushed the covers off me and Amy could tell from my puffy eyes that I’d been crying. I hated it. I hated that he could see how weak I was, that I couldn’t even control my own body. His heart melted instantly, and I felt like such a manipulative little shit. His foreleg lifted off the floor a little and I could tell he wanted to comfort me but wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch me, his mouth slightly open, but he didn’t know what to say.
I sniffled and wiped my eyes.
“It’s all right, Amy,” I comforted. “I’ll be fine. I’m just feeling a bit overwhelmed.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked. “It can be our secret.”
I lay back on the bed and sighed deeply.
“Don’t promise to keep secrets for patients, Amy,” I instructed. “It never ends well. Either you’ll keep the secret and feel responsible when something goes wrong, or you’ll betray the patient’s trust by revealing the secret to ponies who need to know about it to keep them safe.”
“How would you know?” Asked Amy.
“...” Damit!
“It sounds like something Redheart would say,” Amy continued. “Did you hear it from one of the nurses?”
“I can’t remember.”
“Oh, right, sorry,” Amy winced. “Anyway, your lunch is here.”
Lunch didn’t look particularly appetizing, but I was hungry enough that I could just ignore that and eat it anyway. It was food someone else had prepared and none of it would kill me so whatever.
I managed to eat the daffodil sandwiches by nudging them to the edge of the plate so I could grab the corner with my teeth and then balance the sandwich on the flat of my hoof. The apple juice came in a little bottle and, mercifully, already had a straw in it. The juice was sweet and fresh, but I’d never really liked the taste of apples, and it seemed that it carried over to this body. I drank it without complaining since I didn’t want to make a fuss.
The cup of jelly was a lost cause. Even if I found a way to pick it up, there was no way for me to peel the plastic film off the top; if I grasped it in my teeth, I would have no way to hold down the cup while I pulled on it.
Amy observed my eating habits with some confusion.
“You don’t like jelly?” Amy questioned the ignored dessert.
“Let me guess,” I stated. “Redheart didn’t tell you about my hooves.”
Redheart was testing me again, seeing if I’d stay consistent with my lack of hoof grip. I wasn’t faking dammit! I fumed.
Or she’s just in a hurry and didn’t give Amy a proper handover. Or she did tell Amy, but he didn’t understand what she meant.
“She said you needed help holding things.” Said Amy.
I looked at the cup of jelly and then back to Amy.
“Oh! Right, I’m so sorry.” Amy apologized. “You can’t peel the lid with one hoof can you?”
“I have no hoof grip.” I explained, “I can’t hold things with any of my hooves.”
Amy froze, clearly I’d hit on one of the red flags that had been drilled into him.
“How long since you lost grip in your hooves?” Amy questioned urgently, pressing his hoof against my left forehoof. “Do you have any pain, numbness or tingling in your hooves? I want you to try and grip my hoof as hard as you can.”
Amy asked all these questions without giving me time to respond and then pulled his hoof away from mine with no effort. His pupils had shrunk and he was breathing more quickly.
“Relax Amy,” I instructed, “It’s been like this since before I came in, Redheart is already aware.”
“Oh.”
Amy was silent for a moment.
“So did you want me to open that for you?” He asked.
“If you like,” I replied. “But you’ll have to hold the spoon for me.”
“Oh, that’s fine,” Amy reassured. “I have a baby sister so I do that all the time.”
I sighed. “I don’t really mind, but you should probably avoid telling patients they remind you of a baby.” I rolled my eyes. “They might take offense.”
“I didn’t mean-”
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
“So...”
“Yes, I want some jelly. I’m sorry for giving you a hard time.”
True to his word Amy was adept in the art of spoon-feeding an infant and the jelly was finished off in short order. Then came the point I was dreading.
I spoke clearly so I wouldn’t have to repeat myself, but I was unable to make eye contact. “I have to use the bathroom.”
Amy walked with me to the door of the bathroom, but then he stopped. After I’d emptied my bladder, I called out to Amy.
“I need some help.”
“What with?” Amy called back from behind the door.
“I can’t grip anything with my hooves.”
“So?”
Jesus Christ, how fucking new was this guy?
“Amy, I don’t have a penis.” I explained, “When a mare uses the restroom she needs to dry her mare parts.”
“...”
“Look, if you don’t feel comfortable doing it you can go get Redheart, but you’re going to need to learn this eventually.”
After a bit of awkwardness, Amy managed to do what was necessary and got me back to bed.
“So you really can’t grip anything with your hooves, huh?” Asked Amy.
It took all my child-level self-control to avoid a facehoof that would have driven my hoof through to the opposite side of my skull. As it was I just groaned, squeezed my eyes shut, and slammed my head back into the pillow.
FOR FUCK’S SAKE AMY CAN YOU JUST NOT FOR TWO FUCKING MINUTES?!
“Are you all right, Green?” Amy asked with concern.
“No,” I was resisting the urge to thrash around and throw a tantrum.
“What’s wrong?”
“Leave me alone.”
“But I’m not supposed to lea-”
“THEN JUST SIT THERE AND BE QUIET!”
Before I say something I regret.
Amy’s mouth closed with an audible click.
Relax. Breathe. Don’t strangle Amy.
After a couple minutes of breathing my anger had subsided and I was left with a sickening feeling of shame. Oh god, I was going to cry again wasn’t I? I swear to Christ I’m going to cauterize my god damn tear ducts.
I managed not to full-on cry, but my eyes were watery and my vision blurry. I could see Amy sitting on the floor exactly where I’d left him with his ears drooped. He didn’t even know what he’d done wrong.
“I’m sorry, Amy,” I consoled. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I’m just having trouble controlling my emotions, but that’s no excuse. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”
Amy hesitated and then opened his mouth to speak before thinking better of it.
“You can speak now,” I snarked
“Uh, well, er...” Amy was flustered. “I know you said not to compare you to my baby sister, but I was thinking about your problem with your hooves, and my sister had the same problem and the doctor gave us this exercise we could do to help her learn to grasp things.”
I sat up in the bed, suddenly alert.
“Yes?”
“I mean, I’m not sure if-”
“Show me!” I said excitedly.
“Ok,” Amy put his hoof against mine again, “So I’m going to push a bit of my magic into your hoof and then I quickly pull it out again. It might feel a bit weird, but your magic field should reflexively try to compensate for the change in thaumic pressure.”
“Do it.”
There was a warm fizzy sensation as the invisible magic field pressed into my hoof. The pressure in my hoof was uncomfortable, but not exactly painful. There was a sudden feeling of coldness and my hoof went slightly numb as the pressure disappeared. There was an indescribable sensation in the middle of my chest, utterly alien to anything I’d felt before, and yet it felt - right. Like it was always supposed to be there. The feeling pulsed outwards to the extremities of my body, returning sensation to my hoof and briefly giving a sensation of pressure before it faded back to normal. Every hair on my coat and mane stood on end for a moment and a shower of sparks shot out of my horn.
I felt absolutely ecstatic, euphoric, invulnerable! Amy had taken a shocked step back from my bedside but I leaped for joy, grabbing him around the neck in a fierce hug with tears of joy in my eyes.
“Ow,” Amy exclaimed.
In my excitement I may have forgotten that I had a cast and clobbered Amy with it... and my newfound hoof grip may have ripped a few hairs from his coat, but after a moment of shock Amy returned the hug.
Redheart picked that exact moment to walk into the room. Her look of concern quickly dissolved when she realized the crashing sounds hadn’t been me falling on the floor.
“I can do magic!” I exclaimed proudly.
It could be a case of lost emotional maturity, but given what we've seen on the show, ponies may just be more demonstrative than humans. Possibly a differently designed limbic system.
And I suspected this was a case of needing to prime the pump, as it were. Green's never used magic before; of course she'll need a nudge.
Wooo! Exciting! That's a pretty interesting way to have the human come across their magic properly. Can't wait to see where this goes next!
Heh, well that ought to improve her mood. Now that she's not a COMPLETE invalid she might be able to regain some equilibrium in her new life.
Man the lack of emotional control would drive me crazy.
Wow I was just reading through all this didn't even notice the extra chapter appear.
Awee! My little green filly is growing up! *hnnnggg*
So cute!
I'm not really liking the direction things are going with Amy. He's feeling a little too fake, everything is working out for him or all the answers are going to come from him. Sure he's made some mistakes but, he has not actually failed at anything in the bigger picture.
I definitely feel the story was much stronger before he was introduced and I hope he's not going to be the Deus ex Machina that fixes all the problems.
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He solved one problem, and only because he was inexperienced enough to try something that shouldn't have worked.
Buckle up, Amy. The fun has just begun!
Red heart is probably going to feel vaguely guilty for not helping Green with grip before this. Or be angry at Amy for playing along with Green’s unwillingness to hoof things. Or both.
*reads the first paragraph
Ha-ha! Called it!
Old joke
"Doctor, I have amnesia!"
"How long has this been going on?"
"How long has what been going on?"
Is it wrong I want her to have some sort disability?
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In one of the early plans for this story Green was an insulin dependent diabetic (type 1). It was interesting because it meant she was entirely dependent on her caregivers to give her injections at regular intervals. It just seemed too random and mean though.
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Well it depends on the disability. She could just have a weaker immune system do you The fact she has never been exposed to these new diseases
It would probably be better to mark the beat with something between the two line. Having Amy think about it, show us is reaction to the realisation he made, that sort of things. Otherwise since the same character is speaking, you should not cut the dialogue in two.
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Fixed, thankyou.
Magnificent! So just a jumpstart was needed. So happy for Green Amethyst your idea was simpel yet genius!
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No fingers to pet somepony and scratch em behind the ears? That a huge Disability
Plus emotion control lost.
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You have a point
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Why should it have not worked?
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Because the idea that an eight year old living around other ponies has been exposed to so little tactile magic in their life that they never developed a gripping reflex is basically impossible. Or so we'll learn next chapter.
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Have you take any inspiration from "to be old again"?
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Yes, definitely.
A tragedy that fic was abandoned.
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definitely
You know, he could just say that he had his zpecies and gender changed by magic, and was then left there so he would either die and be taken in by ponies who would disbelieve him and obstruct him returning to normal. Tge statement is entirely true after all, and has no trickery to it.
I can sympathize with Green. I feel the exact same way about pretty much everybody at my job that she does about Amy.
You know given Greens luck so far i wouldn't be surprised if mares wiping themselves after urinating totally isn't a thing and the fact that she asked a male nurse to do it would be horribly misinterpreted.
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Redheart already did it for her once so she knows the procedure.
So is he lying about not remembering, or are his memories being overwritten?
Also, it seems that he needed the magic equivalent of percussive maintenance to kickstart it.
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He still remembers all his human memories, but she's dissociated herself from them. So yeah, basically she's lying about not remembering. Except for the last couple days when she was delirious, that stuff she actually can't remember.
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Indeed but would that not be to simpel?
He could need some pampering. Gives him time and attention from Pony that can answer medical/body related questions.
I still dont get the titel... Someone mind explaining the importance to this chapter?
Amythyst is the only one that Redheart could report as being a accepted person of trust. Hes also male so the trauma isnt repairable with sufficent therapy. Or might be able to help get forgotten.
So... All her hooves should work now. I wonder if Green can start with magical levitation. Its a foal basic. In a hospital its a nice time killer.
How work magical surges agai-
Hit the deck
*scorch marks on the ceiling*
Congratulations you get featured
Your story get the attention it deserved
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The title is a bit of a cryptic hint like you might find on a crossword. It refers to the Arthur C. Clarke quote: "Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. "
So the answer to the hint is, of course, 'magic'.
It also references the fact that, to Green, the sensation of her magic is indistinguishable since she's never used it before.
Another meaning is that since magic is a real, demonstrable and at least somewhat scientifically understood phenomena in Equestria it isn't really even magic in the sense we use the word at all.
I like the direction that you're taking this story in, and am eager for more!
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Oh god, I literally haven't checked mine in years, and I just looked; I'm at 5857 unread chapters. That's not even including any of the stories on my read it later.
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Magnificent how deep it is. Dont think i can performane something like that.
Bravo
You know, normally I dislike self-inserts. However, I'm finding I like this one. It's a pleasant read. It helps that I understand two-thirds of the medical jargon.
Keep it up.
Progress!!!
A wonderful description of first feeling of magic without having any pony cultural preconceptions.
i cant wait to continue reading this story :D
also that picture of anonfilly glaring up at me was so adorable ^^
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Foals/Cubs/Nymphs of every race in mlp seem to have this effect on us fans. My favorit is Changeling Nymphs. Like in https://www.fimfiction.net/story/429845/to-be-a-changeling
I actually love the pacing of this story so far.
It's the right type of slow, the real life type of slow.
other stories by now would have had the protag having 3-6 friends and going through random episodes doing slice of life type feels.
I think you forgot the update on this site.
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Fimfiction only gets full chapter updates. Chapter 10 isn't complete yet. Only 10.1 and 10.2
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Ok that makes since.
Yay!!! Ah love this!!!
Just needed a little... Push. 😉