Ok so apparently, the little trio of fillies that crashed into the spa. Are known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Whatever that means. The fillies were different from the next in more ways than one. Sweetie Belle is a unicorn. Her friend Apple Bloom is a regular filly, she is the one with the red ribbon on her head. And the one that was stuck in the wall was a Pegasus filly by the name of Scootaloo. They remind me of the Three Musketeers.
Also, they are some of the cutest little things that I have ever seen. However, I soon changed my mind about them when they attempted to wake up the dead during their introductions. I am never going to figure out how something so small can be so loud.
I am still rubbing my ears from their outburst to which they smile apologetically when Exclusive notices my discomfort. When that boy gets mad, he gets mad. I'm glad that I wasn’t the one he was angry with.
From what I gather, these three seemed to be the most adventurous little fillies around in town. They are cute, but I think that someone needs to put a leash on them before something bad happens. Correction, before something life-threatening happens to those around them. Looking back at the hole in the wall, I can see the employees surveying the damage as the three trio apologize to the manager of the spa with Exclusive glaring at them. I still have no idea how three little fillies could do something like this.
Making use of what was left of the room Pinkie, and I finished our treatments after I got another bath and waited in the lobby for Exclusive and the others to be done. I am wearing a white robe from the spa instead of a dress simply because of one thing. I am still soaking wet. Pinkie helped dry my hair but for the rest of me, I wanted to wait for the robe to do its job. I am not confident enough with my hooves yet to do a rub down of myself, and there was no way I was asking Pinkie for help with that. She is sweet, but that would just be weird to ask her to help me dry up. I have to remember to change into my clothes later. I can’t wait to try on that dress. But the necklace stays in the bag.
Also, I haven’t seen Rainbow since her grand escape earlier. I guess that she simply doesn’t like going to the spa. My opinion of her went down as I labeled her as a tomboy. She has to get it in her head that there is nothing wrong with a spa treatment. Especially when it’s free. Or was that only for me since Exclusive insisted on paying for me? In that case, run for the hills girls you are losing your money staying here.
I felt sorry for Spa ponies; until they fixed the hole in the wall. They don’t have much of a business going for them. Well, at least no one was hurt. Hopefully, it's not going to be too expensive to fix. Who am I kidding? The whole wall is going to have to come down before they can fix it. I thought that part of the ceiling was going to crash on our heads the whole time I was in my bath.
Oh, here comes the little troublemakers themselves. They all had a look of sadness on their faces. I can’t stay mad at them they are too cute for their own good. But then again, they are still in trouble.
“Sorry for ruining your spa treatment.” Sweetie Belle said,
“We didn’t mean to do it on purpose,” said Apple bloom,
“Why are you wearing a robe?” Scootaloo said.
What? “What was that?”
“I was wondering. Why are you wearing a robe? Aren’t you dry now?”
Well, that is something you don’t hear every day.
“It is because I like to wear clothes dearie, and I haven’t had a chance to change yet.” Honesty is the best policy. I always say.
“Oh, I was just wondering why. It’s just odd to see some pony wearing something. Since not too many of us wear clothes in the first place.”
“Now Scootaloo," Exclusive said coming behind them, "Don’t go making Jessica feel uncomfortable. If she wants to wear something, then it’s not up to us to tell her otherwise.”
A mental sigh of relief came from deep in my head. If only my parents were like you. It would have saved me from so many years of criticism.
“Thank you, sir," I said, "Now that everything is ok. I'm going to get changed. Ah, where were the changing rooms again?”
“They are down the hall to the left,” Pinkie informed me,
“Thank you. Be right back.”
Luckily for me, the changing rooms were spared from the crash earlier. But that’s not the problem I am facing right now. Opening the cubby where my clothes were earlier along with my saddle bags, I found it empty.
“My clothes are gone!” I shouted, “I already had enough problems learning how to take them on and off earlier and now they are gone. What gives?!”
I moved to the other cubbies hoping to find them. Maybe I put them in a different spot? After emptying all of the cubbies I could not find my stuff. I have no idea where they could have gone. It was then that I noticed something. In the original cubby, I found a blue feather near the back. I have no idea where it came from but that was the last thing on my mind. For even though we have just met I know where I have seen that feather before. My Rage for that Mare came to a boil.
“WHY THAT LITTLE…."
(The author has decided not to show the following words for they are inappropriate for this age group).
I am taking deep breaths trying to control my anger. It would also appear that my little mouth exercise has got the attention of all the ponies within hearing range. For Pinkie Pie enters the room with a confused look on her face.
“Ah, Jessica what did you say? What's wrong?” she said tilting her head to the side.
“What is wrong?! You ask? I will tell you what is wrong! That …Beep… of a …Beep… just took off with my …Beep… clothes and …Beep… and what the ... Beep... PINKIE WILL YOU STOP PLAYING THAT HORN IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY” I shouted at her while trying to get that horn from her.
“But it’s funny. Also, you need to be careful of what you say. Kids could be reading this story.” She says calmly moving away from me with that …Beep… horn!
“I SAID STOP THAT ALREADY!" And how did she know what I was thinking?!
“Well, I might consider it. If you ask nicely.” She said with that big grin of hers.
I stop in my tracks completely dumbfounded that she said, “You can’t be serious right now.” Shaking my head, I change the subject, “You know what never mind. I’ll deal with you later.” I walk past her out of the room, “In the meantime, I need to talk to Exclusive to see if he won’t mind giving me some more clothes.”
“I am sure he will be more than happy to. But I have to ask one thing?”
“What is it?”
“Where are the clothes you came here with? I thought you had two dresses when you came here.”
“AAAAAAAAHHHHH! I know that!” I huffed to myself as I continued walking back to the others.
Pinkie is right behind me; correction Pinkie is bouncing right behind me. And I am not talking about a small little jump that filly could do that would be cute. I am talking about a basketball player jumping! And what is strange is that she makes it look so easy.
I continued looking at her display of athleticism, before I couldn’t take it anymore, “How are you doing that?”
And she replies to my surprise as she stops in midair, “Doing what?”
My left eye twitches as my brain is being fried. I had no words about what I was seeing. So, to save my mind from meltdown- “Never mind!” I quickly made my way back to the others. I have got to stay focused. Clothes first, jumping-law-breaking-physics pony later.
Once I had told Exclusive what had happened. He was more than welcome to help me out again. I would have hugged him but that would have been weird. We aren’t even friends yet and don’t know each other very well. On the bright side, the spa ponies were nice enough to let me keep the robe. But a course I just had to return once I was done with it.
We said our goodbyes to Pinkie and the others before I headed out with Exclusive back to the Boutique. During our small walk, a sudden thought just occurred to me. If I had a hand, I would have face-palmed, but since I have hooves right now that would be painful. So, I settle with a grunt. Why haven’t I asked these ponies to see if they know a way back to my home yet?
"Hay Exclusive hold on a second."
“What’s wrong Jessica?” he turns to me.
“I just realized that I don’t know how to get back home.”
He tilts his head in confusion, “Why is that?"
Scratching the side of my face I tried to come up with a way to ask for help and not seem like a weirdo, “Well, how do I put it? I don't belong here."
He nods his head in agreement, "Yes. I know what you are feeling."
My eyes widen at that, "Really? You do?" Now I am confused,
"Yes, that is one of life's many questions.” He looks away staring off into the distance, “Do I belong here or somewhere else?”
I facepalmed. Yeep that hurt. I should have seen that one coming. I drag a hoof down my face, "No Exclusive. That's not what I meant."
"Really?" I nodded as he blushed in embarrassment, “Then what did you mean then?”
"What I mean, is that I don’t belong here at all. I mean right here right now. As this.” I wave a hoof over myself, “I am not a pony.” Exclusive tilts his head in confusion before his eyes widen in fright.
“Wait are you saying that you are a changeling?” That is not what I meant. However, more concerning it seems that his little statement has gotten the attention of the nearby ponies. They looked at me with different expressions. Some were in fright, others were nervous, or angry, and some of them had straight off ran away screaming. Those who stay behind have started whispering amongst themselves before looking back at me. I have no idea what a changeling is but whatever it is. It was not a good idea to be associated with them if I wanted these pony’s help.
“No, I am not a changeling! I am a…” Before I continue, I notice the crowd of ponies is getting bigger around us. I think saw some of them with some rope handy and some small items behind their backs. Not wanting to be in a witch hunt I need to get out of here, but before anything else happens, “Ah, maybe we should take this matter into a more private place. Before someone does something that may endanger somepony’s wellbeing.” I said pointing around us. And that somepony is me!
Exclusive looks at the crowd of ponies and seems to understand what I am getting at. “Agreed.” He then turns to face the crowd, “Nothing to see here Ponies. It was a misunderstanding and a slip of the tongue. There are no changelings here.” That seemed to calm them down but some of them still kept staring at me before continuing with their day. Just what in the world is a changeling? Once Exclusive was satisfied with the situation he turned to face me, “My house is nearby let’s go there.”
Normally he would have to take me to dinner first, before saying that. But I am willing to make an exception this time. I don’t want to be left alone out here in the open with these ponies anymore.
We then arrived at the house about two blocks down the road. It looks like any other house in the area at a glance. But once inside it was a whole different story. It's amazing and I am not talking about like wow he got the latest stuff on the market. I am talking about how the heck can this guy afford all of this. Almost everything in here has a gem or two embedded into it. I just stared in awe at what I was seeing, and this was coming from someone who was still standing in the doorway. What kind of a job does this guy have? Either gems cheap here or this guy was loaded. I mean even the curtains are littered with jewels!
“Miss Jessica, are you alright?” Exclusive said form in the hallway.
“Huh? A yes I am alright.” I then made my way inside closing the door behind me. We made our way deeper into the house before we found ourselves in a living room. I made my way to one of the coaches before another problem occurred to me. Normally I would drop onto a coach and lay flat on my back with my limbs everywhere. But that is not a good idea. Given my current body and lack of clothes. Not sure how to properly sit on a coach. I choose to lie down on my side and face Exclusive. He went to the opposite coach and lay down on his side as well.
Now comes the hard part. “So here we are,”
“Yes, here we are.” He said as he used his magic to quickly set up a tea party in the blink of an eye. There was a teapot and cups with a beautiful design along with a side of small cookies. He served a cup and offered it to me, “Tea?”
“No thank you. I am good.”
“Alright then,” He says before serving himself. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy a good cup of tea like the next person. But I have no idea how to hold on to the cup with hooves. I would drop it more than anything. And dropping tea on this coach would be a tragedy. It is too comfy to be ruined with a stain. I mean too beautiful. However, before I could start my tale. Something had made itself known to me and it demanded attention immediately.
“Ah hold on a minute Exclusive. Can I use your restroom?”
“Why yes. It is down the hall second door to the right.”
"Thanks." I then made my way to the bathroom.
During my trip, I thought I had heard something move under the floor panels. But I didn’t give it much thought. I had an important duty to do. Thank the lord that these ponies have something like our toilets, or I would have been in trouble. Once I had fulfilled my duties. I release a happy sigh as I flush the toilet. Making my way to the sink. I was puzzled when I saw a normal sink. I thought for sure that it would have some modifications so that ponies could use it more easily. But then I remembered that the owner of the house was a unicorn, and he could just use his magic to turn on the water. Thankfully the knobs were big enough for me to push with my hoof and I started to clean my hooves. Once done I turn off the water, only to look up to see a big white creature with big blue eyes and crazy red hair staring right at me.
"GAH!"
I screamed and moved until my back was against the wall only for the creature now pony mare to do the same. After calming myself down. It dawned on me that it was just my reflection. But then again, it's the first time I can see my new face. So, of course, I wouldn't have recognized it. Moving towards the mirror again. I can see for the first time since I got here what I look like. I am a pure white mare with no horn or wings. My mane and tail are a deep red. My body seemed to be slimmer than normal but that was not saying I was fat. I was a healthy weight back home. Looks like I couple of pounds since I got here. My eyes are a bright blue much different from the black ones I used to have. They remind me of a sapphire I once saw at a store. If I were back home, I would be a mare that you would only see at a fair with a blue ribbon on her saddle.
Putting a hoof on my face I confirm that this is my face. And in my opinion, I look rather cute with my deep red mane, pure white coat, and wait...
"My colors are the same as the flag's!” I shouted at my reflection before grunting, “Oh, come on! Now, this has to be someone's idea of a dumb joke!"
After fuming out in the restroom. I calm down and I titty up myself a little. And left the restroom. I called out to Exclusive to let him know I was done. But he didn’t give a reply to me which was odd. As I made my way back to the Living room, I noticed he was gone. How rude of him! Here I was ready to tell him what was going on with me and then he disappeared on me. The least he could have done was let me know that he needed to go somewhere. I decided to wait for him to return from wherever he went off to. But after waiting for over an hour in a stranger’s house with no entertainment. Things started to get boring. I am all alone with nothing to do and now I am getting hungry.
“Well, all NUTS!”