A Human, a Pony Princess, and a Mistake
Excerpt 3: Captain's Log Star Date XXXX
Twilight’s Log Date 5/13/1001
It has been a week since I summoned and trapped the Human named Tom in my body. He is odd to almost every one of my sensibilities. He is squeamish about taking my…our daily shower every morning. He has refrained from eating fish, even when directly asked if he would like any by Rainbow Dash and Spike. I know Humans are omnivores from what Tom has told me, so why is he denying himself? It’s not like eating fish would hurt a Pony body, as he’s been told before.
It’s almost like he’s concerned about me, but why should he be when I’m the reason he’s stuck in this situation to begin with? Even if he has proven himself to not be the vengeful sort, nopony would concern themselves overmuch with the desires of their jailor. That’s all I am. His jailor and his foalnapper.
Tom has also proven to be very stable, emotionally speaking, more so than I am, at any rate. He’s only experienced one mild panic attack that was quickly headed off by my friends in the time he’s been trapped in my body. I’ve had well over a dozen, starting each morning with the panic of waking and not being able to control my body. I know, and Dr. Mind has told me, that I am not the most emotionally competent of ponies.
I feel like this is a punishment of some kind. Some wrong I have committed coming back to haunt me. That is the thought that crosses my mind in my darker hours. Yet why drag an innocent into my retribution?
I am not blind. I know there are things Tom is withholding from me. Personal details that he isn’t comfortable sharing and things about Human History that he wishes to hide. Could that have something to do with why he wound up here trapped with me?
I laugh internally at the notion. Nothing Tom had said or done indicates any sort of Dark Past that would warrant such a horrifying punishment as to be dragged from everything he ever loved with no chance of going back. No, the only monster here is me.
It’s a wonder that the other Elements haven’t abandoned me and that I can still feel Magic at the very fringes of my conscious mind. I’m sure Princess Celestia and Luna would punish me if they could, but they can’t get at me without going through Tom. So not only have I taken him prisoner, but now I’m using him as a meat shield. The more I think about this, the worse it becomes.
But what do I have, except my thoughts? I could inflict myself on Tom all day long, but I am certain that is the last thing he wants. So I leave him alone most of the time, let him get used to Ponyville while I languish in the privacy of my mind.
I’ll have to communicate with him eventually. The Summit in the Crystal Empire is next week and he needs to learn how to act like me. What cruel irony that he must pretend to be his own jailor? I can only hope he doesn’t hate me as much as I hate myself.
End Twilight’s Log.