Apparently, I had become a bat pony during the night, and that's just the begining. I soon met Rainbow Dash, which is where it began?
What was to become of me, waking up as a Bat pony, too early for anything I used to do?
Then I met Rainbow Dash, only to find her, changed, since I soon found a Valve on her belly, what it was for, I soon found out, before she truely had even realised it was there.
I had opened her valve, and breathed some air in, only to have a chock, when I felt the change come over her. There was something growing, on top of her mound? Maybe I should have bucked out, but I had to look closer.
I had apparently woken up uncharacteristically early this morning, not that I'm a Pony to be late out of bed, since I have so many critters to care for. Angel the bunny, to mention one. I'm just not quite as early the bird, as Apple Jack and Big Mac. With the farm to tend to, the hours are way too few.
To be early out of bed isn't the problem, if there ever was one in the first place? What rocked me is what I noticed, just as I had slipped the quilt off of my flank, and my wings got out into the sparse light of my cottage. I have never paid too much attention to them, they're there, and I keep them in order, and that's the end of it?
Now I found a pair of cerise bat wings, in the place of what had always been a pair of regular yellow pegasi wings, nothing extra ordinary about them. I had not even been a fast flyer, not that it was my goal, like it is for Rainbow Dash.
She had apparently set her goal to hit the Wonder Bolts, from before anything else, in part due to her parents aptitude in flying, as far as I could recall the explanation. Since she is the one who always perform the Rainboom, it is her place. That's not mine. Never was and it never will be.
She had apparently managed to build up my courage, the fateful day she had been responsible for a hurricane to pull up the water for Clouds Dale, where we both came from. That's where my problems had originated in the first place.
Now looking back at myself, I'm still the same yellow Pony, a pegasus, just as I have been since birth. My main and tail still remain the same cerise as well. There is nothing more special about me as far as I could tell, which I guess I'm happy for. I liked myself the way I had been. I can live with the shyness issue, in part because I could put it aside when it mattered the most, like in the cases I'm protecting the critters I'm in charge of, or my friends, when the matter is urgently pressing. I just can't let them down when it counts.
Looking at my wings incidentally made me think of Dash, and how she was prepared to stand up for me that day, just as she helped me through the event with the hurricane. Maybe it seems small, but it isn't to me. I guess it may be in part, due to her being my friend? Even if it was originally her pride in the attempt to break a record. A record she had to abandon in favour of even getting the water up to Cloudsdale at all.
There is just about enough light for me to see my hooves and not much more, but since I'm the sole wake here, and I did not want to wake them up, I decided to get out in order to have a moment and take some fresh air. Maybe I could get back in time for a short nap, before they woke up?
Just as the sun came up, I realised I had been flying towards where Rainbow Dash had been sleeping during the night. She had apparently been sleeping on a cloud the entire night. As the first rays hit her flank, the cyan broke of from the white of the cloud and thus I spotted her.
As she woke up, she turned her head up towards the sky. That's when she noticed me. On an otherwise clear sky, I couldn't hide even if I had wanted to, or tried to?
“Cool! Is that you, Flutter Shy?” she exclaimed, surprised at seeing me up at this hour.
“I think it is. I still recall everyone calling me 'Flutter Shy', so it had to be!” I responded.
“These are the most awesome looking wings in all of Equestria. I have seen a few, but none could compare with yours, even lacking the rainbow. Not even Raritys Butterfly Wings could compare!” she pointed out.
“Oh, thanks, Dashie!” I responded, starting to feel my cheeks warm up, a clear sign I was blushing.
Before she had gotten off of the cloud, I had landed just inches from her relaxed body. She just looked so exciting where she lay, her head just straining enough to look up at me, as I stand by her side.
Then I looked closer, at her belly, as she lay as if presenting herself, even if she may not be aware of it, in part because I had always been her friend. Ofhause, she had not been expecting a fellow mare looking at her from this perspective. Maybe she had never been expecting it or even known she had been craving this kind of attention. Who's to blame her? Most of us did crave a Stallion for this event, I can't give her that.
Before she had the time to explore it or protest, I bend closer. Looking at her, from an increasingly close up perspective. That's when I noticed what I had never dreamed of, or expected to find where I had found it. Even though it was evident what it is, as soon as I placed my muzzle on it. Parting my lips, only to teasingly lick her belly and find my tongue slip over the rubbery part. Thankfully, it is exactly her cyan, so it refuses to stand out, unless you get close enough, or about a foot from it in the first place.
“Ooooh. What's this!” I moaned in a teasing manner, just before I managed to pull up the cap of the valve hidden on her belly, in the exact spot of her belly bottom, how convenient?
“What. What's that? I know it wasn't there last night when I went to sleep!” she pondered in a confused tone of voice.
“No, don't do that!” she then continued in a more demanding voice, but too late.
I had already started to blow air into the valve I had found. Little by little, only to stop in shock, mid breath. There was something changing, a movement picked up, but only in the corner of my eye.
Naturally, I moved my head towards, where the change was developing, only to find, what I had never imagined to see there, even if it wasn't what I had been looking for.
“Is that? Is it a sheath?” I just stammered, looking at what I was closing in on.
“How'd I know, but I'm certain I had no such thing when I hit the cloud, the other night. I hope I would have noticed such a thing!” Dashie responded, not quite wanting to believe what I had asked.
“Then I'll just have to explore it, in full?” I teased.
“Uh, that should be some fun. If it is what you're looking for, I'm going to enjoy it. If not, I'm still going to enjoy it!” she pointed out, in a more excited tone of voice, which made me happy.
As I placed my muzzle on her mound, I parted my lips, allowing my tongue to slip around, and inside, only to confirm what I had thought it was I had seen, it was there, and it was ready, by what I had sensed.
“You may need another breath!” I teased her, as I puled the valve open with my teeth, then exhaled slowly, but as sensitively as I could, as I emptied my lungs, before I slipped the valve close, before movin my muzzle back, only to realise, that did indeed do the trick.
“That feels odd. I sure have never felt anything the likes!” Dashie then confessed, before I started to lick the small bulb that had slipped out, still growing slightly, even before I had reached the peak of it with my tongue.
Only as I licked it, I could clearly feel it growing from my attention. There is the sensation of a toy, the yello I had used to enjoy before. It was clearly there is something more, but Dashie is still Dashie, and our mutual emotions did guide me further, even if I had never realised what I had been longing for, in part, because there could never have been a hint as to what it was.
“Ooooh!” she moaned, while her eyes were moving to my shiny wings, then sticking to them.
For some reason, it seems they were turning her on, just as the changes in her were turning me on? How was I to explain it, if ever, or to anyone? I left the reasons, in place of emotions, the excitement demanded this. I knew what I wanted, and I have it right before my muzzle.
Little by little, the smoothness approached me, my tongue, all to my delight. Inch by inch, until it started to look like something to thrive around, for a mare like me. The slipper smoothness just growing? Parting my lips further, pushing forwards, feeling the cyan bro slip inside, and I soon had my mouth all filled to the brim, just the way it was supposed to be. I think I hear moans, as I teased her further, just the way I had expected. It is all I could have hoped for.
Ofhause, there is the one thing, I managed to pull back, slipping my muzzle back to the one place, sucking the cap right up and open, only to exhale the breath held, just for her. Reward soon realised, as I cap her valve once more.
As I look back, and there it is in full glory. Glistering wet, covered in my saliva. I had worked her up, woken her lust, now I'm bound to follow up, but I need to feel it inside, just this once more, before I am ready, before she could take me, if she wanted?
There she was, she woke me up, earlier then the sun? Either way, I used to like sleeping in, as awesome as I am, I could afford starting later.
Now she woke me up. I couldn't escape. Once I set my eyes upon her, there was something, I knew it is still her, but she isn't the old Flutter Shy. As a bat, she had all of a sudden become awesome. Is it just the wings, but I felt something more. It's not just the colours that changed, even if this was limited to her wings, unless her mane and tail had changed colour slightly? I just couldn't make up my mind.
As the bat, she carried herself differently, it isn't just that she had been up early, which wasn't strange to me. There is something more about her.
Then she had landed beside me. She had explored me. Just like the awesome mare I am, in the manner of a great adventure?
Just like the 'Daring Do', she had found her treasure, the treasure I had not even known was there. I had known it wasn't, up until yesterday, when I lay to sleep, I know it wasn't.
What she had found initially shocked me, then I guess it wasn't so bad, since she was the one to explore it. She had simply exhaled, into what could only be a valve, such as is found on toys. That's when the change came over me.
All of a sudden, something different. I have no name for it, I'm still the mare I had been born to become.
After a few more goes on the valve, she had moved over, to where my mound is, where I had always had my orchid, even if I had never thought about this, until recently. As I filly, it isn't in your world, it just slip in, once you turn into a mare.
I can't deny, just how good it had felt, her licking, or rather eating me? I felt that would go against my nature as the Element of Loyalty.
Bit by bit, I felt myself growing, and hard. I knew I was erect, in a strange way I never had before, is this how the stallion feels the first time, too? I never had pondered this topic before, but it still was turning me on, and I started to feel hot.
How much more of this could I take, before I was to explode, or was she simply to pop me? Considering she was blowing more air into the valve, as if I had been a doll, one of these inflatable once? That never did happen, if only because she soon stopped inflating me? Or is it when she stop licking that hard part of me, growing from the new sheath she had so recently and eagerly revealed, as she used my valve?
If I'm not a mare, then, what am I? I just refused to allow it getting to me, I was enjoying her attention too much. Oh, exactly. I do enjoy getting the attention, and even if it is just Flutter Shy, I still had her undivided attention, in a way I had not expected. She apparently acted just as self-assured, as when she faced down a dragon with the stare of hers.
What amazed me, is how it felt, when her lips finally did slip over, what I had not thought was there. She had slipped my head inside of her, her now fully parted lips, it is how much she had already excited me. The joy of her lips slowly sliding down over the smoothness of my head, all the way. Only then, as she was to pull back, there was a hesitation, as if she already was regretting it? Yet, she still managed, after that initial struggle.
In the end, I had slipped out of her mouth, still wet, feeling the warmth of her saturating me. She had slipped of, in order for me to take over?
Now she lay on the cloud, just where I lay, as I moved around her, and soon found myself on top of her. She had flapped her wings, for a few times, before comfortably folding them flat against her light yellow back.
Once my fore hooves are to the right and left of her, and a few inches ahead of her body, I can feel her warmth under my belly. Then I start to move my hips in order to find, what I know is awaiting my bro, warm, wet and welcoming.
The feeling of her slippery wet orchid soon had greeted me, before I felt myself slipping inside of her. The tightness of her just make it all the more joyous. I could hardly hold back, but then I felt her contract further, just before I realised, she was coming. Was that from merely teasing me, or was there something more.
She effectively stopped the thought. The slippery juices inside of her pushed all thoughts away, but it was all for the better, I had nothing for that, right now, it is for after, when we sit down, talking.
As I pushed a bot further, the tightness almost stopped me, while her now thick, slippery juices helped me further. I started up fairly slow, I have time.
As I pulled back, I suddenly realised I was stopping short, not just that I had not slipped out, but it made ma bounce right back, in, pushing again. It's almost as if I was a rubber ball, bouncing back and fourth, between two hard surfaces, never slowing down, never really moving faster. On the other hoof, I did not was to go faster, or slip out.
I just went with the flow, just pushing forwards, which was in, then out, only to bounce right back, but it felt too good to stop. I did not want to pull out.
On the first hoof, it was obvious that I had stopped just in the right spot, on the other, it would be the back of the head, that refused to squeeze out between the tightness of her lips. It isn't up to me, she wanted me inside. Just the way I liked it.
Only then it hit me, I was building towards the one moment. That's a new shock, but thankfully it did not bring me out. I just moved as if nothing had happened, the way I knew she wanted me to, just as she moved in the opposite direction in response.
As mare, there is no connection between coming and climax, apparently, for my stallion parts, now there was, and I couldn't do anything about it. All I could do, was trying to make it last the one minute longer, and keep on in the direction.
That's when the shock hit, and I felt the release, just the one powerful chock and a squirt. Yet, I couldn't say I just stopped, right there, it did take me much longer to go back. Yet, it was inevitable, and that's when I finally did manage to slip out, or failed to stay in?
Ofhorce, this is when the joy of still being a mare, all the while mad sense. Even if I had had the climax, from the stallions perspective, my body as a mare still managed to hold on to what I was feeling, so I could slide off of her, panting.
First ow I hear the panting and moaning she apparently had performed, for the most part of our act, together. Who had initiated it, but we had both enjoyed it, together, which is what counts in the fist place.
I felt her placing a hoof behind my neck, and I responded in kind, and turned to kiss her, feeling the love in her response, as we finished, in the warm, tender kiss. Then we just lay there, until it was time.
I managed to rise to my hooves, just in time to avoid the embarrassing moment.
I had loved every instant of it, but now she finally did come down. She had erupted, just before she slipped out of me. I know she did not want to come out, before this, just as she had felt happy, she did not.
Only now, I felt spent, not just the long day, but she had made me enjoy myself under her. How long had it taken? The only sign, the shadows movement, and the sun on the sky. It certainly had moved.
My dash had moved me deeply. I know I love her, if I did not know it before. Is that why I had found her here?
“Would you like me to help you prepare for the day?” I asked, with deep expectation in my voice.
“After the way you made my morning, that would be highly appreciated!” she said.
“Then, if you'd just lay down, and I'll get started!” I just teased her.
“Since you're my little bat!” she continued, as she lay down, belly up.
With that, I moved around her, slowly orienting myself in order to have it all aligned the way I wanted it. I had my fore hooves just behind her hips, and my faced between her legs, which left my rear just over her muzzle.
“This will be great!” she squirmed, as she tried to reach, what I knew she was after.
“Yes, I know you'd say that!” I teased, as I parted my lips, just as I got her head before me.
Then I slowly allowed my lips take her in, feeling the slippery head as it passed my lips. After a mere minute, I had managed to slip it all the way in, then closing my lips, licking the few remains of of the rubbery skin. Bobbing my head, just to make the point, as I kept her inside.
That's when I realised what she was up to, as if it had been oblivious? I had known it, and was actually counting on it. She had not disappointed me. The tongue slipping out between slightly parted lips, then slowly teasing my petals, coating the orchid with her saliva, only teasing me further, driving me on, making me desire to drive the point further.
At first, the intent had been to merely lick the juices off of her head, then I had slipped her head in, just to feel it inside of my mouth, only to realise it slowly was slipping further, and down my throat.
I imagined she had similar thoughts, as she started to lick my petals. Only to continue eating, and feeling her tongue slipping further and further inside of my orchid, until it was all the way in.
I had enjoyed both ends of it, and I hope she enjoyed it just as much. I couldn't say, not now, just as she was muted, with her tongue inside of me. Should I have complained, and if so, how? I guess I could leave this for later, if that had been the case?
Then came the surprise, as I tried to pull off of her head, but my lips wasn't quite agreeing with me, so I felt the lower rim of the head bobbing against the inside of my lips. Strangely enough, there is something exciting about it all, maybe I had it in for the submissive side, all alone, and this side had merely been hidden and disguised under the changes into the bat I am now.
Likewise, I had realised, she apparently love teasing me from behind, licking the edge of my petals. Just keeping me on the edge, for as long as she could managed to keep me there.
Only till I came all over her face? Naeh, it would never go as far, just gave her more nectar to lick up, and she seems to have enjoyed it.
I had been resting by her side, but I knew she had a job to do. I felt spent, in part due to the time of day, as in, I had been up too many hours, as I felt it.
Naturally, I had deflated her, back to the natural state. Not sure how it had affected her, if she was to stay inflated. As if the other part of her had not messed with her head, had I allowed it to stay out, or up? Even if it had not been 'erect' after I had had my last joy with her.
How much of my energy drain had been caused by the extended play, I have no idea. I guess I had no experience of it, not first hand, and anything else is basically irrelevant, since it is how it affected me, that mattered right now.
Despite both exhaustion and fatigue, I still managed to fly home much faster then I was used to. If it is the bat wings I now have, or the change in my personality? I guess I would never know. As if it was important. Coming home is. The warm bed and the dark room also was feeling alluring to me at this point.
I had opened my door and let myself in, before I poured up the feed for my pets, all the critters I was entrusted to care for, including Angel, the white bunny. She cast me a suspicious glance as I continued towards my bed, after I had slapped the feeds back where I had found them.
Funny thing, the last I thought of, is Rainbow Dash, as she finished her work for the day. It was supposed to be a warm, sunny day, just like it used to. Even if we do have the rain, every so often, not just for the farmers, like Apple Jack and their Apple farm Sweet Apple Acres. The forest needs the rain just as badly. I'd know, caring for the critters living there. My cottage is even inside of the forest, just out of earshot from the village proper. I live close enough to Ponyville, so I can see my friends, or handle all the shopping I need.
Since I had fed ll of the pets and critters, I guess I could afford a nap? If I couldn't, I would be in deep trouble, and soon.
Just as the last thought was aimed at Rainbow Dash, so did my next dream linger on her. I could clearly recognise her, not just by the cyan fur, the cutie mark and the multi coloured made, but it is her, both in built and manners. Everything is just her.
Everything? I got confused. There it is, but there was no visible valve, as I had found, earlier, before I went home. The last of the dream ended, by a huge Rainboom, and the shock waves it created, leaving the air rippling violently.
She had been flying from the centre of Ponyville, towards the Sweet Apple Acres. There had been some beasts coming out of the forest, but they had been swept away with the first line of trees of the forest.
I had seen Flutter fly towards her home. I imagined she had reached it safely. Not that she ever was the best, or the fastest of fliers, even in Ponyville, even if I was excluded from the race?
She had flown slow, but from her perspective, I guess I would go as far as to say it was very fast. Even if her bat self is very different, from who she had been?
Then I hear something and look up. There was thunder, even if it may be just the one cloud, and it was hanging just at the rim of the forest of Everfree. Then it had erupted, the flash lighting up the sky, as the sound rumbled, like no weather I ever seen, or heard of. It is the Everfree, granted, but still.
Curious, I fly in for a closer look, sure in my abilites, knowing I'm the pony who is safest to inspect, what eve it is going on down there. Somepony had to have the look, in order to say what was going on, what's up, with the cloud at the border of Ever free.
After a mere minute of consideration I take off, taking to my wings aand go up high into the sky, before I dove towards the rim of the forest, where the cloud is, merely giving of teasing lightning to keep something at bay.
Flying at best speed, I realised too late, just how fast I was flying, the care and determination from my element of loyalty clouding my perception. Finally breaking off, just mere feet from the ground,a nd the few yards from the tree line, just in time to make it safely into the air above the trees. Had I not veered off, I would have been inside of one of these scare crow trees. Waiting for Twilight to break me free.
What it was I saw, just before I broke off, is a pack of timber wolves. They were heading for the Sweet Apple Acres, and the apple family. I just couldn't allow them to get out of the forest, now could I.
What I had forgotten to take into consideration, is the effect of a Rainboom at ground level, just at the rim of a forest. The Everfree, nontheless. Maybe I had never thought of it in this manner, but the boom hit the forest with full force, leaving line after line of trees ripped right out of the ground, and then several lines broken. The wolves apparently nothing more then splinters of coffee woods now. It is a horrific site to behold, but no ponies were hurt, even the orchard and the house was left intact, as if my the grace of Celestia herself.
Before I had managed to stop, turn back to the sight, I had gone far up into the clouds over the forest, such as it is at the time. Slowly circling down towards, what had been the scene, no tree left standing, and no beasts prowling. There is silence and stillness, like none I ever saw.
Naturally, no pony would be left untouched, or unmoved by the action in the early morning. Any and all pony would wake up, then be up and about. First of all onto the scene would be Apple Jack Big Mackintosh, then Apple Bloom and old Granny Smith. There is no chance of them missing it, not even the elderly Granny Smith. Not even a deth pony could miss it, not this close.
Once I finally managed to set my still slightly inflated hooves on the ground, Apple Jack and Big Macintosh already was out of the house, trying to discern, just what in Tartarus was going on.
Now it was up to me to explain, just what is up. They deserve to know, not just because they happened to be next door to the event, but because they are my friends. I can't leave loyalty in the cloud where I had been met up by Flutter Shy in her new bat form. It isn't me, how ever much one may desire it, from time to time, considering the price loyalty can exact, in a moment of choices. Even if I knew full well, I was still making the better choice. Not just because doing otherwise had been to give up a part of myself.
Apple Jack, you can't believe how happy I am to see you, despite what I would prefer I did not have to explain to you!” I exclaimed as she came at full gallop towards me.
“I guess I'm glad you're here. Rather then what ever could have been looming from this direction of the forest!” she responded.
Apparently, I had disbanded the clouds for a week. There was little point in trying to gather any clouds now. Good thing we had planned sunshine for a few more days ahead. I guess I could hang out, see a few of my friends in the weather control and from the Academy.
“Soarin, how are you doing?” I enquired, as I saw him flying lazily.
“Hi, Dash. Just look at my wings?” he complained.
“If you ask me, which you apparently didn't, I'd say cool, but that's just me. Maybe I never told anyone how I feel about Bats? Aside of Flutter Shy, when she was trying to help me picking up a pet, but you're not interested in the anecdote?” I responded.
“Thanks, and naeh, not really. Though I guess it is warming that somepony doesn't look at me as if I'm a freak?” he responded with a slightly more happy tone to his voice.
“You're only the third changed Pony I've seen today, and the second bat. From your mood, I fear it is an epidemic. Even if we've seen little to nothing of it yet?” I enquired, eyes down cast.
“Who are the two unlucky Ponies before me?!” he pointed out.
“How about opening your eyes, and that's my second sight, and case!” I informed him.
“Woah. Not you too, right. Since you're saying it, if it isn't Pinkie Pie, since she is already by far the strangest of all ponies, is it Flutter Shy?” he pondered.
He looked at me, since I asked him to.
“I haven't even seen her yet. Flutter Shy woke me up, apparently bat, just like you. I guess she is doing pretty well. Maybe because I told her how I feel about bats back when she tried to help me finding myself a pet. I told her bats are 'Awesome', which should clear her worries up. She is acting more self-assured now, I might add!” I pointed out.
“Then she's one tough Bat to contend with. Wasn't she the Pegasus that finally saved your Hurricane, last you had the responsibility for that?” Soaring pondered.
“Yeah, she sure did save my Hurricane, after several of my Pegasi dropped out, with some lame excuse. She just revealed my change to me. The only thing you'll notice is that I'm looking slightly inflated, and a bit more glossy than I used to. I guess we'll see plenty of bats around here, at least for a while!” I responded.
“Spit Fire told me about that event, as she was the one responsible to overlook the event. She sure saved your neck that time. Even if Ponyville can be a bit of a joke back in Cloudsdale, since you are mainly Earth Ponies and a few Unicorns. Not really a base for anything weather related. How is Flutter Shy doing?” he responded.
“I guess that was expected. Responsibility can be a heavy burden, I know. Since I pulled through, the shame of excuses isn't mine. I guess I proved that even a small village like Ponyville can make great importance in the eyes of Equestria. This should be a thorn in the side on some Ponies, not just in Cloudsdale, though. She's doing well for herself. She has an early morning, but she manages to keep her end of the deal, and even managed to spare a moment for me!” I pointed out with a bit of a Pie style glee.
“Responsibilities, I know all about these, comes with the position I have here. You sure did pull through, they didn't laugh at you, or Ponyville for a good long while after that. Glad she's doing well for herself, she wasn't doing well here in Cloudsdale. Was she the first Pony you saw? I guess I didn't realise, just how close the two of you really were. In retrospect, maybe it was more than just helping out a fellow Pegasus, when you tried to defend her honour, causing her to fall to the ground, where she apparently found her place in life!” Soarin pointed out, with a strange smile on her face, as she looked back.
“Your position sure does burden you with that, though I have found a heavy burden under my own responsibilities. I just don't allow it to get in my way, more than I have to. She's doing well, even with the responsibilities she picked up on her end. Even if it may feel like a problem, I think going up earlier could work out pretty well for her. Speaking of which, you'd be getting up much earlier from now on? It's a less than known fact that I like Bats, I just may have to speak up on your behalf if something turns ugly? I pondered.
“Anyone on an important position would know this about responsibilities. What an irony, she moved up, when she fell down? Considering how Princess Celestia sent both you, and Twilight to Ponyville, one could almost imagine she was behind that event too?” he suggested with a playful leer on her face, and winked at me for further emphasis.
“You're certainly in an important position with the Wonderbolts, she is managing the wildlife around Ponyville, I'm stopping villains with her and a few other friends of which I know you've seen all, aside from managing the local weather in and around Ponyville. Oh yeah, and then I saved both you and a few more of your friends on occasion, which was kind of fun. You do look great as Bat Pony too, by the way!” I concluded in a teasing voice, giving her a special look.
“I have enjoyed my work this far, even at the most trying. From what I've heard, she does handle that pretty well. You've kept the weather in check, even as close to that forest as you are. Besides, the Villains have been dealt with swiftly and with little to no effect on the rest of us, aside from the long night Nightmare Moon dealt us, and the problems Discord caused. Yet, we've managed to hold on to what we like to do, more or less as if nothing actually had happened. I wouldn't trade places. I like my place, as it is!” he responded.
“Yes, we mange because we are where we're supposed to be. Thus, why trade places, I've seen that one and I'm not interested in trying that again. As amusing as it may sound? Question is who or what is behind the changes. How far will it go and how many will be affected?” I pondered.
“You may consider turning to Twilight Sparkle with this line of questions. She is the Mare closest to these things. I'm sure even Princess Celestia would send you there too anyway. At least, I haven't had any problems with my wings as a Bat yet. Just as I haven't faced any problems with my fellow Pegasi and Wonderbolts either!” He continued, somewhat relieved by this part of the situation.
“Good thing I know Twilight. Yes, Celestia would most likely send me to Ponyville to ask her to investigate the latest incident too!” I mused.
“Unless she is behind it all, or has been affected by this, she would be the Mare to ask. She's bound to be up, and it isn't all that far to fly!” Soaring pointed out.
“Yeah, you're probably right. I'd better be going. See you soon!” I stated.
“See you later, then. I enjoy working weather with you!” he merely pointed out, as he turned towards his duties of the day.
Naturally, I couldn't help but noticing that one yellow filly, with the pink mane and tail. She had always kept both main and tail stylish and long in a filly's kind of way. It may not be how I kept mine, but she made it look wonderful.
Sadly, I never saw all that much of her. Not out of class, in which case she sat in the other end of the room. She had been the quiet and lonely filly back at the time.
Even in her solitude, she did sound bright, but withdrawn to me. Something bothered her, which in turn bothered me too. I had not known I was the element of Loyalty at the time, but it still made me sad to see her in the sorry state she was in, every time I saw her.
Since I didn't see what was the cause of her problems, there wasn't anything I could do about it. I had my own studies to care about. I had high hopes and was dreaming of the academy already. If only I had known, maybe I could have done something and in turn spared her the pain?
What I had not known back then, what finally saved her from the continuous torment came to us with the day I was to protect her honour against the brats. Only she fell down to the ground at the start.
There had been a kind of self exile. She had never returned to Cloudsdale. She merely moved down to Ponyville, where she found a refuge and a purpose in caring for the critters.
Just after she fell down, I had performed the Sonic Rainboom, which apparently inspired her, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity and Apple Dash. I had unknowingly helped them in finding who they were and thus given them their Cutie Mark, right along with my very own.
She had helped the critters and found herself at this point. This is her place, caring for all the critters around Ponyville. This is where the cottage she lives in, even to this day.
I was happy to see her as I finally got the chance to reunite with her, even though she had changed, grown and developed since she fell through the clouds down to Ponyville.
This is when I had found not the one seemingly lost friend, but four other friends. The friends I had inspired, as I performed the Rainboom. What I had not expected, what I could never have expected, is the feelings she had sparked within me. It is so much more than just a friendship. There was no pity for her, but a tenderness for a loved Pony.
I had inspired them, ignited the flame that was to come. They in turn fuelled the flame, each in their own ways. A closeness that could not be broken, even if I had never been the element of Loyalty in the first place.
I had known friendship is important, loyalty is my fundament in it. Just that I was to learn just how critical son after I had rejoined with my friends, old and new. Luna had returned from the moon, still as her dark, darkened persona known as Nightmare Moon. Only the strength of our friendship allowed us to perform and triumph in the end. She told us just how happy she is to be back. I guess she should be, considering how trying the feelings she was carrying are.
Shortly there after it was Discord who came back. He had been banished to stone, his statue gracing the castle with its grey form, where it later had allowed him a new return. Finally the burden and duty fell upon my dear Flutter Shy to reform him. She is after all the element of kindness, who better to brave him and breach his defences?
Then I had gotten the idea to get myself a pet into my head, and with that I just had to have one. It had to be a cool pet, one who could carry my forwards. She had been the one to help me out here, to find the pet I was looking for, even if I may not have known what it was I really needed. She showed me about every pet she had available. The cute, the silly, the ugly and the dumb, right along with the fun, funny and cool once.
I had been tempted by several of the pets, like the Bat, the Eagle, the Owl, the Wasp, but I had never quite imagined it was to be a Tortoise. Or the Turtle, as I insisted on calling it. What ever is the difference anyway?
Once I had gotten enough interesting candidates, I hatched the idea of a contest. I had set up several tests with which I intended to test, challenge and try them to the fullest. I ended up with Tank. At first, she was just the turtle to me. Only Twilight helped her with the final detail, she is now flying, if not quite as fast as me. Then again, there is none who could challenge me on flying speed anyway, why even bother?
Not that I could have avoided her if I had wanted to, we both live in the same village. I had been visiting her from time to time, just to ask her about how to care for my new pet. Like always, she answered with her usual kind smile, always helping me out kindly as ever. Maybe it wasn't just Discord who enjoyed her kindness?
As time went by, I found myself visiting her more often, and not always in search of help with my pet. I had grown used to having her around. I had started to enjoy her gentle smile more than I had dared hope for, it had grown on me.
Not sure how or where it had happened, but something had changed, I can't be entirely without her. I need Flutter Shy with me. I tried to help her the best I could, when she could possibly need my help.
We had all tried to help her, the shyness and any other problem. I couldn't just see her be the doormat any and every pony just pushed over and stepped on. Asking Iron Will had been a disastrous mistake we made. Yet, we did it, and paid for the mistake.
I had asked her to help out with the Hurricane, just like I had asked every other Pegasus in Ponyville as well, it was the Duty of all the Weather Ponies in the first place. Several of my Pegasi had left with some poor excuse. Flutter Shy had shown up, she did her best. In the end she was the Pony to save the entire enterprise. The Hurricane had worked and Cloudsdale got the water I had been charged with pulling in for them. In the name of weather control for Equestria.
She had made me proud, in so many ways. Standing up when it actually did any difference. I had even seen her stare down the meanest of dragons, just in order to protect her critters, even when I knew she was scared. She fears dragons.
Seeing her on and off, when we both had an opening in the tight schedule life pushed upon us. I have the weather of Ponyville on my shoulders, a bit more literal then one may find comfortable from time to time. She has the care of the critters.
What I had not known is how much she love singing, mainly due to the one painful fact, she is still as shy as the Deer. She is dear to me too. This one day we all stumbled in on her singing in the first. She was apparently happy, singing for the critters. My mind was blown right then and there.
Rarity had to insist on Flutter Shy taking her place in her group, the Pony Tones, since her voice and love for singing demanded it. Just as certainly, Flutter Shy refused. She pointed out that she couldn't Even though they were singing on her fund-raiser event.
What turned the tables is when Big Macintosh screwed his voice over on the Turkey Call contest she apparently was the raining title holder of, for seven years. He had defended the title, but his voice did not take it as well as desired. He was simply incapable of performing the base he was supposed to. Zecora had given Flutters the opportunity to take his place, but behind the scene.
Numerous incidents had been reported to me. An unexplained rise of the number of Bat Ponies, and Flutter Shy had been the first to my best knowledge. She may have been the first, but neither the only nor the last. How this particular change would affect the community is yet to be seen.
Thankfully it appears not to be contagious. That sure would have caused riots of panicking Ponies all over Equestria, not just Ponyville.
Incidentally, I had created a Bat Pony, a year back. I know who it was and how it happened. There is little to support the idea this has any bearing on what is happening now. The original incident had been embarrassing on my part. The first prof that this was caused by a different spell is the colour of her new bat wings. Her wings had not changed colour when I was behind it, now they had changed from her original gentle yellow, into the pink of her main and tail.
Something that pleased me is that it isn't interfering with her social life of duties. From what I have seen, she is still carrying out her work, just as well as she had done before, and none of her friends had complained about her changes. Though I had picked up a few complaints about the population of Bat Ponies in and around of Ponyville at large.
Maybe it is just as well, we had not had any crisis since her changes makes her into an untested element here. I know the Pegasus mare named Flutter Shy, the Bat Pony she is now, I am not sure how well I do know. From what little I know this far, nothing is supporting the notion she is changed. Flutter Shy is still Flutter Shy. She takes care of the critters, she still love singing and she still has her feral shy tendencies. Yet, she has the same aggressive tendencies she had before, when she knew she had to stand up for someone or something. Woe the Dragon who has the ill fortune to cross her path.
Apparently she is up half the night, and go to bed in the middle of the day. At least it is what I had heard from Rainbow Dash. If I wasn't imagining it, I would swear I hear a tone of growing love in Dashes voice when she speaks of Flutter Shy.
The most curious thing about this situation is that it apparently has spread to other Pegasi as well, including the high profile Stallion Soarin of the Wonderbolts as well. Since no changes has come up on the weather fronts, I had to take it that this has not yet started to interfere with the weather service and may never come to that. If these few Pegasi I've heard of was isolated incidents, since it isn't contagious, but I have the nagging suspicion that it isn't. Maybe it is just me being silly, so I hope I don't start to spiral out of control because of this.
Something told me there is something more. None has yet to complain about it. I haven't heard as much as a neigh to the effect that others had been affected, or any other changes to other Ponies. If this is merely the lack of complaints, or that no other Ponies had been affected by either this or any other changes was up to see.
If it wasn't my spell that affected Flutter Shy and it isn't contagious, some pony else is behind it, whether it is a Pony behind it or not. It could be a single individual, individuals or a group, but something is causing this to happen.
I had been pondering why this was affecting the Pegasi, while the rest of us are unaffected. At least it is this far. Then Rainbow Dash stormed in to me early in the morning. She had this strange smile on her face.
“Hiya, Twilight!” she greeted me.
“Hiya, Rainbow!” I responded, with an amused smile playing on my muzzle.
“You sure seems happy today!” Dash remarked as she saw my face.
“Since Flutter Shy isn't infectious, or contagious, maybe Pinkie Pie is? You know how it is impossible to maintain a straight face around her. Always bouncing around, giggling at what ever she had found amusing? She seems to be more bouncy than she used to be!” I pointed out, a small giggle escaping my lips momentarily.
“Yes, I have no facts supporting the notion, or even suggesting it could have been possible in this particular case. Yet, there is a point, it can be hard to stay gloomy in the presence of Pinkie Pie. She seems to have an effect on Ponies, just by her mere or mare presence. You either love her, or hate her. On that note, I would hate to lose her. She is way too dear a friend as well as too helpful to me. I have heard some reports to the fact that there are other cases where Pegasi had turned into Bat Ponies of the same variety as Flutter Shy. I take it you have heard of and seen a few on your own, since you are working with the weather team?” she pondered in a bout of rambling thoughts aloud.
“Oh yeah. I have encountered a few accounts to the effect. Soaring, for one, though he did not complain about any problems on his part. The only complaints I've heard was from Ponies who wasn't affected themselves personally!” I pointed out.
“How curious. What were the complaints about, then? Since they had never been personally affected by the changes!” Twilight mused.
“It wasn't as if they didn't recognise the Ponies affected in the first place. If that had been the case, I guess I could have understood them. It wasn't any changes in the personality that bothered them, either. I guess I would have sympathized with that one, if it had been the case. Granted, the Bats do have nocturnal habits, the wings are changed. They did grow fangs, just like bats, and makes these strange noises as they fly. Just that the complaints were so foalish in nature and how they were vocalised in the first place. From grown adults, nonetheless!” I put forth in an amused tone, smirking at the thought.
“I think I can follow your reasoning. If it is only bothering Ponies who are not themselves affected in the first place? Is it correct to assume that the complaints come from Earth Ponies and Unicorns, since neither has been affected at this point? Question is, who is behind it? Do we need to do anything about it? Though I guess it may look good, if you addressed it openly, explaining the situation, such as you know it?” I suggested.
“The fact that only Pegasi is affected should be no difference. What is a problem, is that complaints are coming in. I don't know all that much at this point. Still, as a Princess, I could make an open address on the subject, though I would prefer to send an inquiry to Celestia quietly first, just to see what, if any may have come to her attention, or if she may have any information as to what may be known about this, or any similar cases in the past. Then I will address the Ponies!” she put forth.
“Spike!” I exclaimed, in hope he was close by.
“Yes, Twilight. What do you need help with?” he responded.
“I need you to write and send a message to Princess Celestia!” I put forth.
“A message to the Princess, I sure can do that. What is it about? Not the strange changes of Pegasi?” Spike groaned.
“Yes, I am afraid that is the problem. You have heard complaints about them, haven't you? Now I would need to ask Celestia what she know of these changes!” I pointed out.
“Go ahead, I'm listening!” Spike responded, as he picked up a piece of parchment and a quill, dipping the tip in his usual ink.
“Dear Celestia, I once more need your advice on a troubling matter that recently came to my knowledge. I need to know what you know about the Bat Pony. How Pegasi have come to turn into them. Is there any Pony or others who make this happen. I have no idea what is behind the problem, but Ponies are complaining, as pointless as the complaints sound to me at this time. From what little I know, it isn't the change I incidentally caused Flutter Shy, the time we tried to evict the Bats from Apple Jacks orchard. If it had been, it would have been an unforeseen effect of my action, or could be argued that it was. Your loyal Twilight Sparkle!” I stated, looking at Spike as he wrote the message, before promptly sending it off in his usual manner.
“There, Celestia will have the message momentarily. Now we just need to relax and wait for her reply, when she finds something to say. She is bound to know something, she has after all been around for over a millennia!” Spike put forth.
“Yes. I guess I can go back to my regular duties, and you can get back to yours!” I responded.
“At least, now we will know what Celestia knows about this!” Dash responded.
“Thanks, Spike. You are always there, when we need you!” I told him.
Spike soon ran off to another corner of the library, out of site.
“Yeah, he sure is useful from time to time!” Dash expressed with a grin.
I had just woken up prematurely, distracted by an unfamiliar noise. A squeak, what ever it came from.
I pushed the quilt off of me and slipped out of bed, only to hear the same noise again and again, over and over as I moved. What ever could possibly cause the noises and sounds, I had no idea.
I pushed the quilt off of me and slipped out of bed, only to hear the same noise again and again, over and over as I moved. What ever could possibly cause the noises and sounds, I had no idea.
Though I soon figured, they were coming from me, when I move, the sounds came back. Every time I move, it is there again, how odd.
In the darkness of the room, I did not quite notice the slight change in hue from pink to cerise, or how my hide is shiny, rather than the healthily glossy coat I had the night before as I went to bed. How or why it happened, I had no idea, maybe I would know by tomorrow, or maybe I would never know. Right now I wouldn't care either way. Too much of what I do, only work when I don't know how or why. With that, I had long since stopped asking.
Fresh out of bed, I energetically rubbed my eyes to push the slip out of mind. I guess I could as well try to make something useful with the time I had.
Then it hit me, I had a few Muffins from the other day, I could have these for an early breakfast. I sure am hungry enough. With that, I scurried to the door, slipped out of my room and down to the kitchen where the pastries are stored. Then I managed to fetch myself a pitcher of juice and a glass.
I slipped the paper off of the first of the Muffins and bit into it, savouring the taste, before I took a sip of juice. Slowly chewing the pastries, while sipping on the juice. Trying my best to take my time, but the pastries only last so long. Then I put the pitcher back and wash the glass, before going out.
Just as I went out, I noticed another strange detail, something more about me had apparently changed. This reminded me of what I sometimes used to do for fun and to tease a few others. I now have three balloons tied to my body, two blue and a yellow one. What may have excited or scared you, the balloons suspended me mere inches off of the ground.
“Iiiih!” I exclaimed as I flailed madly with all my four legs, finding myself moving forwards slowly.
For a long moment, I just aimlessly moved along the streets of Ponyville, where I live. Only then, I saw the first Pony, who was just leaving her home and I just had to pass her by. With that I steer my way towards her, just stopping before her.
“You want to panic with me?” I asked.
She just stared at me for a good long moment, before looking away. Then she looked at me again, with a strange confusion on her eyes.
Maybe she wasn't the Mare to panic, but I still just had to ask, it was one of these moments. At least, to me it was. For some reason, the situation just was so hysterical.
“Do you?” I enquired.
After a while longer, she merely shook her head, before responding.
“No, not right now!” she pondered.
“Okeley dokeley!” I responded, before I continued, speeding ahead.
“Iiiih!” I exclaimed as I continued on my hilarious rout of panicking.
Just like I had told Twilight Sparkle, that one time, it is fun to be scared. This is about as much fun as it could be. If only I had realised back then, just how much fun this really was.
I recall it had been Nightmare Night at the time and I had been wearing the 'Chicken Suit', running around like a scared chicken, several foals in tow. Luna had been the perfect cover, even when it had been Rainbow Dash who had been behind several pranks aimed at me. I had been told later.
The Chicken Suit had been ingenious. The way it excused me for running around, screaming merely the tip of the ice-berg. The best part is how it allowed me to eat candy, without allowing the wrappings getting in the way. The beak could be used to pick out the candy with any aids, like unicorn magic. Ofhorse, it had been a beautiful suit. In fact, I still do have it locked away for next year. I intend to use it next year, and the year after that. Wearing and enjoying it feels exciting.
Just the fond memory alone made me giggle inwardly as I screamed in panic, flailing wildly with my legs as I slowly moved forwards. Since my hooves couldn't reach the ground, I couldn't gallop away and wasn't very fast, but that was the idea in the first place.
I had heard of what happened to Flutter Shy, now the Flutter Bat. She just had to be up early and going out while it is still dark. In the name of Celestia, she just had to be the one to actually see me first. I may have seen a Pony earlier today, but it is Flutter Bat who was the first to actually see me. Maybe I was simply impossible to for her to miss in my current state. I was after all screaming on the top of my lungs in panic.
There she was, standing before me, blocking my way. She simply looked at me strangely, as if something had been wrong. There is nothing wrong, is there?
“Hi, Pinkie Pie. You are up early. What set you up this particular morning?” she peeped out in her usual quiet voice.
The look on her face had just stopped me dead in my track. For a moment I just stood there quiet, still. Not saying a word. I had even dropped my balloons at this point.
“Hi, Flutter Bat. Yeah, I just noticed that. I just felt up for an early flight of panicking around on, or rather over the streets of Ponyville!” I responded.
“Just like when you did that last time, just that you never did it quite this early. Where did your balloons go? I know I saw them, just a moment ago, now they are just gone. As if they vanished into thin air?” Flutter Bat pondered.
“Just like last time, yeah. I just didn't realize, just how fun it is, back then. The balloons? I'm on the ground? My wonderful balloons? I can't see them either, you didn't see where they flew off towards, then?” I responded in a surprised voice.
“I guess you always do these kinds of things, Pinkie Pie. This time, I guess you are too random, even for yourself. No, I managed to miss it. They are just gone, as if they had never been there. That's why I asked in the first place. How did you do that?” Flutter Bat enquired in a curious, worried voice, not quite as quiet as she used to be.
“This is just too fun to pass up, wish you could just try it for this once, too, Flutter Bat. Woah, too random? Just gone, now I am about to start panicking again, my balloons are just gone? They can't be gone. How? I have no idea, but I guess that is part of the trick? Iiiih!” I said, suddenly braking off in panic.
Only now the balloons were back where they should be. With the small exception, Flutter Bat found herself hanging from a small set of balloons as well.
“Iiiiiiiih!” Flutter Bat squealed, as she realised what had just happened, as she helplessly flailed her hooves just above the ground, where she had so recently been standing, only to move forwards slowly.
“Iiiih!” I filled in, soon following her with merely a few yards between us.
Now, this is starting to be fun, in a strangely hilarious way, I realised. A few minutes she managed to catch her wits, in the next block of houses. Yet, she kept the pace for a good while longer, staying on the track she had set of on. With that, I had to follow her in order to keep track of the joy she had started to spread.
After several minutes, I noticed that we were closing in on the Carouselle Boutique, where Rarity currently is standing with a strange look on her face as she saw Flutter Bat with three balloons tied to her belly with her legs flailing madly while she moved forwards. The next moment I could see Sweetie Belle standing beside her.
Just before Flutter Bat had reached to the two unicorns, they realised a set of balloons had materialised, tied to their respective belly. With that they were both pulled up from the ground.
“Iiiih!” they yelled as they initially panicked in response to the unexpected occurrence.
With legs flailing insanely, they soon started to move forwards, leading Flutter Bat and me forwards along the street in Ponyville.
Even as they calmed down slightly, the moment still caught on. I was about to laugh at the situation, still caught in the moment, incapable to stop screaming.
Suddenly I realised that we are about to pass the tree library where Twilight Sparkle works. Only she is apparently standing outside. We had woken her and Spike up with all the noises we made as we scream in panic along the streets.
“What is all this about?” Twilight pronounced in a slightly annoyed tone of voice, before she saw us coming towards her.
Just before anyone had the time to reply, she found herself lifted up from the ground by her very own set of balloons, leading to her and Spike panicked giving their own version of the noises.
