I stood there for a moment to carefully go over the statement I just heard, as somehow I didn't fully catch the meaning of what was just said. In what felt like eons, I examined the words one by one until I finally found the one that felt out of place. Did my mom just say vet, as in she plans to take me to a veterinary hospital? She's actually going take me to get checked over at a hospital for animals...?
"You heard me, I'm taking you to the vet I take Tweeds to." She said as if reading my mind.
"Hold on, are you sure it's actually necessary to do that, do I really need to get checked on that badly?" I say with my old friend panic coming back for another visit.
"Yes, we're going and that's final, I'm going to get dressed so be ready in about half an hour."
'At the very least, I guess I can look forward to what awkward looks I get when I walk into the lobby. Who am I kidding, this is gonna be a fiasco and I know it. I suppose while I have the time, I can see what other Info I can get from looking on the internet.' I think Idly to myself whilst I proceed to walk back to my room.
On the way back I hear an odd amount of shuffling kinda close to me, I turned to find Mr. Tweed there facing me with ears turned back. Recognizing how that's never a good sign on most animals, I begin to back away slowly keeping my eyes on the pig. When I took a step or two, Mr. Tweed lunged forward while snapping at me.
"Hey!" I yelled as I jumped back in surprise from the sudden movement.
"Darn it Tweed, what did I ever do to you!?" I said as I made to quickly distance myself from the pig.
I get the pig is never that great around other animals, but it gets really annoying how he acts when there's a new animal around. Still, that's not important right now, I need to find out what I can before leaving. On that note I am also presented with yet another problem, just how am I going to work with my laptop? I guess I'll just have to find out, what a learning experience this will be...
Once I'm in my room, I walk up to turn my desk chair around using a hoof. I sigh a bit as I moved one foreleg on the chair followed by the next, then I lifted a bit shakily with one of my back legs. Once the leg reached the chair, a chain reaction occurred as the leg I still have on the ground slipped. I'm not sure how it slipped on carpet, but I'm going to guess it had something to do with the hoof at the end of it. Nonetheless, the sudden weight shift plus the swiveling computer chair, equals one pony squirming on the ground.
"Ow..." Was most of what I got out as I laid there on my back.
Picking myself back up, I turned the chair back around for round two. This time I decided to try putting two legs at a time, beginning with the front followed by the back. The computer chair skillfully evaded the attempt with a quick spin, followed by me some how ending up in the closet next to the desk.
"rrrrgh..." That one actually hurt a little more.
A few struggle attempts later, I was able to untangle and free myself from the closet. The next attempt I decided to try something different, by pushing the chair to where it's back was against the wall. With the chair hopefully secure enough, I pushed off the ground using all four legs, followed by flapping my wings in order to hover over my target. After a few good moments followed by confused twisting motions in the air, I was able to drop myself on to the chair. Once secure enough, I used my forelegs to push and position the chair in a way to face the desk. At this point I'm grateful by the fact that the wall is within arms length of my desk.
Now sitting on my haunches, I took my nose and lifted the screen up while holding the bottom down with a hoof. As I turned on the laptop, another problem presented itself in the form of my log in screen. How was I supposed to type? Even if used my hooves to try to hunt and peck, they just didn't have the fine points I needed to hit single keys. I didn't see any pencils, and there weren't any other objects in my immediate vicinity that could work.
"Strawberry glazed pineapples! Why did I have to lose my ability to type!?"
The frustration was rising again, that was until I remembered a detail from the the last time I was feeling like this. Going back to an earlier means of solving a problem, I looked back as I spread my wings. I'm not sure if this would be entirely viable, but if I could narrow the points down enough, I might just be able to strike individual keys. Turning back to the laptop screen, I stretched the longest feather of both wings forward in an attempt at fine control. A few minutes filled with frustration and colorful language, passed before I was able to passably type in my password and gain access to what I sought.
I think I need to take a moment to say, the tentacle like nature of these feathers is really starting to creep me out! Putting that aside, these things are actually quite useful when you get a grasp on controlling them. Using one to control the usb mouse and the other to poke on the keyboard, I was able to gather enough info on the past week or so, concerning what was going on in the world.
"Lauren Faust became Princess Celestia." I said while slowly taking in the ironic yet absurd nature of that very idea.
Though I didn't have quite enough time to completely contemplate that notion as I was called, my mother had finished getting ready and was waiting by the door to leave. I decided to continue my research further when I got back home, until then, I have some thick awkwardness to tread through. I decided against the idea of sitting in the front seat during the ride, mental distractions aside, I still felt under the weather. Therefore, I chose to lay down in the backseat to nap before we got there.
Normally when I dream, it almost never makes sense and usually something I would consider discord worthy. This time however, was considerably different and very new to me. I stood there on a large circular platform where it was dark all around, being lit by the glow of the platform below, opposite of me was another pony. This pony is a pegasus with a deep blue coat with a silvery white mane and tail, take away the spiked ends of my own and add more of a flow to them and we had the same length. The pony in front of me was also slim, giving the impression that this is very much a female facing me now. Her cutie mark is a yellow crescent moon, circled in a fire that matches her mane.
"Hello." she spoke with a slightly soft, and very feminine voice confirming her gender.
"It's nice to actually meet you!" She said rather cheerfully.
"Um, hello to you too I guess." I began.
"I'm sorry, but, who are you?" I asked thinking it would be the most reasonable question I could ask.
"I'm the pony that you've become!"
".....What?"