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// Waking Up to the Wub 
// Story: Guided Rhythm 
// by Valshe 
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Chapter 1: Waking Up to the Wub
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You know, when it comes to my life, it was very uneventful. My name is Gage Leboeuf, and I have possibly the most boring life ever. My schedule is always the same. Wake up, go to work, go home, and then play games for the rest of the night. That's how it was every single night nowadays, for I was in a rut with no way to get out. Well, that's how life is when you're living in the middle of nowhere known as Raceland, Louisiana. Possibly the most eventful thing yet was the fact that each day of the year now has its own name.

So, today was Wagnesday, and as usual, the sun came rolling in through the windows beckoning me to wake up. As a reflex to the sudden intrusion of light, I hurried up and rolled the other way so I could get those few extra minutes of blissful sleep. Then, as I was just about to doze off again, the alarm on my phone started up, so now I'm hearing the chorus from AcoustiMandoBrony's Nightmare in Everfree. My eyes opened to the sight of my phone vibrating on the small box I use as a makeshift table, blaring the music as if it were a Bose speaker.

"Okay! I'm awake!"

I then stopped dead. That was NOT my voice. It was too feminine to be my voice. My voice was supposed to be manly! I had just stared back at my phone, which by then the ringtone had ended. My voice suddenly changing like that? That was quite terrifying. I then went to speak up again, just to make sure I wasn't hearing things.

With that, I muttered a small "Hello" to make sure I wasn't just imagining that. Even though the volume was at Fluttershy-quiet, the same feminine voice came from my vocal chords, and out of my mouth. I wasn't imagining this; my voice had indeed changed. So, after this, I had decided to get out of bed to check what is wrong with my voice. So, as I went to raise up my arm to rub my eyes, I noticed that in place of my arm was a nub. It was pure white in color, and I was able to move it like it was an arm. I moved it over my head, behind my head, and flailed it in the air above me.

"What happened to my arm!?" I cried out in alarm before finally taking a look at myself. My body stopped at least halfway down the length of my futon. It looked as if someone sneaked in my room and stole half of my body. Just wondering what the heck happened to me, I lifted the covers off of me and what I saw sent so many feels through me I had no idea what to call this feeling.

My body was covered in white fur, and underneath me was an unkempt tail of two different hues of blue. Nervously, I looked at my now-flank and saw that I had a cutie mark consisting of two connected eighth notes like they are played without pause. I noticed that my legs had transformed into stumps as well and my whole body now reached down to the halfway point of my bed. After examining myself, the first thing I had asked myself was, "Had I become a pony!?" Even though this really made me nervous, I had a hunch as to who who I became, but I had to see a mirror just to make sure. Though, just that thought alone outright terrified me.

The first thing I had to do was getting out of bed. Well, that was easy since my bed was low to the ground, so I just rolled right off of it. So now I'm laying on the soft carpet, and I have to get to the bathroom down the hall. I looked up and took a look at my surroundings from this new height. The entertainment center behind me towered over me not unlike a skyscraper would. My X-Box 360 now looked so much bulkier as it stood not too far from where I'm laying. The last thing I took a look at was my shelf of video games. Stacked up so that the entire thing is taller than me, I wondered how would I get to my favorite games should this transformation actually be permanent. Luckily my parents are both at work right now, or else I'd have an explanation to make with no time to think of anything to say.

"Okay, now to get up!" I said to myself as I wobbled to my hooves. "Okay, left, right, left, right...I swear, whoever said this was easy, I will smack them with the force of a thousand suns!"  Honestly, it was the oddest I ever felt. Still trying to get used to this new sensation of being a quadruped, I wobbled to the door, which luckily, was slightly open. Thankfully, my room was moderately clean, so I didn't have the added challenge of stepping over dirty laundry or wires from my X-Box 360. I had pushed the door open and started to walk to the bathroom door.

As I reached the door, I realized I had to open this door. I thought for a second, then an idea came to mind. If I am who I think I am, then I should have a horn, and should be able to have access to magic! So I lifted a hoof over my head and felt something protruding from my head. Just as I thought, I had a horn. So, all I need to do was focus on the door handle.

"Focus....Foooocuuuussss......FOCUS!"

But it was all for naught. The door would not open no matter how hard I focused. Maybe I was doing it wrong? Maybe I had to imagine me opening the door instead of just staring at the door handle. So, I began to focus again. This time, I was imagining the door opening and voilà! The door opened, but at the cost of some fatigue. It felt like I had lifted a dumbbell up over my head.

"Ugh...Better...not do that too often." I said between panted breaths of fatigue.

When I walked in the small bathroom, I clicked the light switch, which was pretty easy, no magic required. (Not that I wanted to do magic.) As soon as the light engulfed the darkness, I was able to get a look at myself in the mirror. What I saw had shocked me.

Now, I knew I had become a pony, but actually looking at it in the mirror was a completely different experience. What I saw in the mirror was none other than Vinyl Scratch, better known as DJ Pon-3. It sent a shock wave through my body. Staring back at me was those magenta eyes, blinking when I blink. The unkempt mane of two different hues of blue, reflecting my movements as my hoof went through it. It made just stand there, completely silent for at least five minutes as I tried to get my thoughts together.

"Okay, so last night, I crashed while all-nighting Skyrim, and when I wake up, I'm the queen of wubs. Just what happened!?" I was absolutely shocked, and to tell you the truth, I haven't been keeping up with current events, I'm addicted to video games, so I never really bothered with watching TV or the news for that matter. It always bored the hell out of me. The only news I ever paid attention to was if the words "Game Informer" were said or listed. Figuring it was time to change that, especially since that this happened to me, I hurried back to my room. I had found my laptop which was sitting on my bed as I carefully opened it up. With me not wanting to tire myself out using magic to type, I picked up a nearby pen with my mouth and typed in my long password.

As the screen came to my desktop, I clicked the icon for Google Chrome and then checked out the humdrum of the media by clicking two of the most useful sites for me: Facebook and YouTube. I looked through many posts about pointless status updates and shared pictures before finally coming across a post that was relevant to my mysterious transformation. Apparently, it was happening all over the world, and not just in a select area. Also, I found out I wasn't the only one. I then decided that now would be a good time to check video feed of any ponies travelling the country right now. I came across a number of videos about this phenomenon. Being the most legit news channel I know, I had clicked the video made by The Young Turks, even though it was two days old. What I saw truly astounded me.

It was a report about an incident at an IHOP involving Pinkie Pie, some cosplayers, a shirtless guy, a police man, and a gazelle. At first, I wondered how that could even happen, but then I just summed it up to, "It's Pinkie, there is no need for an explanation." As I continued to search through the videos, I began seeing more and more about ponies wandering the country. It was then that I heard one mentioning about travelling to New York because Lauren Faust, who had become Princess Celestia, ordered the ones who had become the Mane Six to go there.

This was the only clue as to what had happened around the world. New York is where most, if not all of the people who transformed are headed. It was then that an idea came to me. "Maybe if I go to New York, I'll be able to get answers for all of this. But first, I need to get a ride, pack some essentials, and get my wallet....Thank Celestia that I keep my money as cash."

Wait...Did I just say what I think I said? Confound these ponies taking over my vocabulary! I hurried back to Facebook and messaged the two people I trust the most to help me out in this emergency.

The first was my friend Luis. Since he was the only one of the two people I trust that actually has a car, it was a no-brainer to contact him.

Hey Luis, I need you to get over to my house. Immediately, for this is an emergency. No joke, I need you here now. I'll explain everything as soon as you get here.

As I hit the send button, it didn't take long for me to get a reply. I could tell he was confused, but nonetheless he agreed to come over. Since he lived close, I'd only have to wait about ten minutes or so before he got here. In the meantime, I looked at myself. I needed clothes. I didn't want to be roaming New York naked!

I looked through my closet just to see what would fit. None of my jeans would fit me anymore, so I had to do much more digging until I came across a pair of black shorts. They would have to do, so I used magic to lift the shorts up while I made a hole in it with my horn for my tail to fit through. Next thing was a shirt. Luckily I found that old Dalek shirt, because that fit perfectly over my new form. Since I would have basic magic, I really wouldn't have the need to grab things with my now-hoof. So I decided to pack other necessities: clothes, toothbrush, toothpaste, wallet, cell phone with charger, MP3 player, and my laptop.

"Wait....My glasses! I'll need my glasses!" I exclaimed out loud while looking for my glasses. Without them, I'm like Velma from Scooby Doo. I searched high and low for them. I could not remember for the life of me where I had put them. Even through Vinyl's eyes my vision was still bad. My glasses were nowhere to be found. Instead, I found Vinyl's famous shades in the place of my glasses. It was then that I had a sudden urge to put them on. As I put on the glasses, it felt...It felt right. Like, I had to have these on. So then I decided to take one final look at myself before waiting for my friend to show up. 



I walked back to the bathroom mirror and took one final look at myself. I really looked the part of a DJ. The glasses, the mane, the tail, and the fact that there's a music player next to me looked pretty awesome in my opinion. I couldn't help but stare at myself in awe.

It was then that I heard the sounds of a car rolling down the driveway and then the sound of a car door closing. I was nervous as all hell, but there was no turning back now. I had to get to New York, and my friend was my only hope of getting there.