Pwnification
Chapter 4
You know when you were a kid, and every time when it’s your birthday and a friend throws you a surprise party, you are really surprised even though you remembered your birthday? Well I felt like that kid today, but instead of telling you about that first, let me explain the build up.
I awoke again to a bucket of water in the face and followed Apple Jack to sweet Apple Acres. I helped Macintosh weather proof the barn. We did a good job and finished in enough time for some famous Apple Family apple sauce. Apple Jack seemed nervous, and when I asked her about the problem she said there was none. Since she was the element of honesty, I didn’t think twice as to her telling the truth. I should of noticed the lie of course, yet I was too enveloped in thinking about what kind of life I would lead her when suddenly Big Mac spoke. He seemed to speak a lot around me, as if something about me makes him feel he needs to explain more, well I was practically as smart as a foul when it came to pony communication, so I wasn’t too offended.
“Hey Starlight, you wanna hang out with me and Braeburn?”
I wasn’t sure who Braeburn was, but before being able to ask the question, a yellow colt sporting a stereotypical cowboy hat entered, shouting:
“HOWDY FROM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPLEOSA!”
I now remembered who Braeburn was, and officially face hoofed for the first time. Big Mac chuckled in agreement and returned the greeting. For those of you who don’t know Braeburn, he is that really obnoxious pony from the episode where Apple Jack visits her distant family. Braeburn was Mac’s cousin. So I did my best not to insult the guy, but he was pretty annoying.
“So Mac, you wanted to hang with this new fella?” Mac replied with a simple
“Eeyup”
Braeburn then approached me and shook my hoof very firmly and quickly, asking for my name.
“WHY HOWDY PARTNER, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?”
“Starlight…”
“You ready to see how real Stallions hang? I’ve seen you with the girls, and although being a ladies' man is nice, you need to know how to be one of the guys. Imagine this as one of yer ‘Lessons.’”
Any class Braeburn was teaching I would normally think to avoid, but if Macintosh thought it was a fine idea, then it shouldn’t have been to bothersome. Like I said before not many things made sense that day, which should’ve tipped me off.
We left the farm, and went down to town, where we screwed around. Basically we checked out girls. At least, Braeburn was. Me and Macintosh were admiring some music equipment in Octavia’s new store, replacing the old Hair Salon.
“You play music?” asked Macintosh amused with my stare at an electronic six string.
“I used to play guitar when I had fingers, how do you guys play?”
“Care to find out?”
I followed Macintosh in as Braeburn was winking at Twilight, probably running errands, she had an unusually huge load, yet I wasn’t surprised. Which was stupid, as something so huge was happening right under my snout!
I watched Big Macintosh as he draped the guitar over him, and he started playing an acoustic. He used his one hoof as a pick, while the other had a device on it which allowed controlled pressure on the fret depending how he angled it. He played a soothing country song, which sounded like it deserved lyrics, yet he remained silent.
“Amazing” I caught myself saying.
“Eeyup.” Macintosh said with an amused smile.
We walked back outside, finding Braeburn missing. After some searching, we found him, gawking at a group of girls talking over tea at the café’. I honestly couldn’t see the appeal, yet I caught Macintosh say a quick, silent and sly “Eeeeyup.”
I pulled both away, hoping to change the course of this hang out. Yet I soon felt as dumbfound as them as we walked by Rarity’s boutique. The most beautiful, colorful thing emerged from the store. Instantly causing my wings to fly up, causing a awkward ‘FWOOP’ noise. Noticing the display, Braeburn and Macintosh made quick work of hiding my wings by pushing their sides against my wings, forcing them back into place. After the surprising move, I tried getting a second look before the mare disappeared. Flying swiftly away as if she wasn’t there in the first place.
“Looks like some pony has a drive after all!” exclaimed Braeburn, shocked and relieved.
“Why the hell did my wings do that?”
“My golly you ARE dumber than a foul. When pegasus are attracted to something, their wings shoot up.”
I couldn’t admit it my self, but I had no control over the incident. Apparently I can develop control over it, but for the moment that reaction will stay spontaneous. We kept on talking and walking, although now my mind was stuck on the same thought. It was as if two sides of my brain were fighting for dominance. One side couldn’t help but exclaim how hot she was. The other half preaching how she’s a pony, and I’m a human. Then I remembered, I’m not human anymore, I should stop fighting with myself and let my feelings run free. It was becoming dark, and to end our day of screwing around, Braeburn suggested us going back to Sweet Apple Acres for some apple cider. I considered the pony alcoholic beverage, and debated in my mind, but my curiosity got to the best of me, and I followed back to the farm. We walked up the dirt road up to one of the barns, where the apparent stash was hidden. When we opened the door we were not greeted by the promised liquor, but a party cannon to the face, effectively knocking me back into the mud.
I then heard the screams… of joy as the chorus sang out.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG MACINTOSH!”
Yup. Bet you didn’t see that one coming… ok so they may have also screamed
“AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY STARLIGHT!”
Yet I wanted to see what you would think. Anyway yup it was a surprise party. I was filled of confusion, but instead of asking about the party, I found myself crying. Everyone looked concerned about me. So I had to clarify, through my tears.
“YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST EVER!” I screamed while sobbing.
No one ever threw me a surprise party, once. My dad never got me anything since my mom died, and even then we couldn’t afford huge parties, yet this party was the biggest. I was never so thankful in my life. All of those faces staring at my crying face cared enough to throw me a party. I never thought I would see the day, when people I have known only for a few days would do such a thing. It is unheard of where I’m from but here, I was so happy.
I was suddenly surrounded in what could be considered the biggest hug in the world. Cake was had and gifts were given, the one standing out the most was the very same six string I had my eye on while walking around. Octavia was the giver, and I couldn’t thank her enough. One of my biggest worries was losing my music to this transformation, but now I could give these ponies the gift of human music to their lives. Like they gave me the gift of life themselves.
The beautiful mare I met earlier that day was there as well. Her Rainbow mane hanging in front of her face. Everyone was dressed up, and Rarity was kind enough to clean the mud off of me and give me a nice suit, yet she stood out to me. After trying it’s hardest one half of my brain gave in for now, yet didn’t know what to do. I acknowledged my feeling, now how was I going to deal with it? I decided to put it off, and enjoy the party. Since it was also Macintosh's party, we had two whole cakes for each of us, causing both of us to go home sick from eating too much.
Today could be considered the best day ever. Not only did everypony I have met came to support me on my birthday, I became self-realized in my emotions, and found my first love in Rainbow Dash. I’ve had little crushes before, yet I couldn’t help but become flushed in the face with a rose color every time I thought about her. She was exactly what I looked for in a girl, she was spunky, cool, kind, loyal and she was beautiful. When I try to sleep all I can think of is her.
“What do I say?”