Winter looked at the folder, then back to the receptionist. “I... I had no idea.” Winter said quietly. The receptionist sniffed and sat up.
“I was the first Anti Sue to be reformed. It... failed... Have I told you where the Mary Sues go?” Winter shook her head. “Well, it’s gonna be a long story. You might want to sit down.“ Winter teleports some little blue cushions for her and the grey mare. They sat down. “The receptionists of the past, present, and future give the Mary Sue a normal name. They take that normal name and are slowly but surely transformed from crazy black and rainbow overpowered alicorns into normal ponies that seem and look close enough to their name. Each door has a room where a specially taught pony or even a previous Sue helps the new Sues. They become normal ponies and then go to live as normal as a life can be on Equus.”
“Question. How do you take off their wings and horns and stuff? Do you dye their coats? What about their height?” Winter questioned.
“Umm... no. Something happens that is too meta for me to understand. A glowing light happens when it seems to be perfectly right and there lies a normal... The word.. Oc. Take Lemon Fresh for example. Come on. It should be happening right now.” The receptionist and Winter stand up and leave the closet. They walk through a hidden door into a room with a large one way window. Through the window they see a pony and an alicorn talking. Suddenly, a bright light appears! In the light, there was a small window to a white room. A white hoof boops the alicorn who’s eyes were scrunched shut due to bright light. Of course, you readers can see this because you are reading this. The alicorn starts glowing after the boop, and the white hoof recedes through the small window and the window fades out of existence. A shimmering light not unlike a changeling reforming surrounds the now floating alicorn who started shrinking. The wings on the alicorn shrunk into actual proportions and the horn disappeared completely. A normal sized off-white Pegasus with a yellow and yellow-green mane rested on the ground, asleep. The receptionist looks back at Winter. “The pony is unable to remember any of their time here or as a Mary Sue. They just... follow their cutie mark if they end up being a pony and move to a town that makes the most sense for them...” Winter has just noticed the sad lack of mark on the grey mare.
“You never got yours. You had to stay here.” Winter concluded. The receptionist nods.
“I’m kinda stuck as a blank flank, but it’s ok. It’s nice here.” The two peeps walk back to the desk where the unconscious alicorn lay still sleeping next to the desk. Winter looked at the grey mare who was now sitting behind the desk. “I’ll just wait til he wakes up.”
“Never caught your name. What was it?” Winter asked. The grey mare smiled, and shook her head.
“I don’t have one. Nobody really needs a name though, it’s just a label.” The grey mare smiled. Winter tapped her chin thoughtfully.
“Why don’t we ask some readers...?” Winter asked whilst breaking the fourth wall.