//------------------------------// // Revelations // Story: Waking up as Rarity. // by TonydBrony //------------------------------// Monster of steel and aluminum on wheels, choking out hazardous fumes into the atmosphere. Colossal structures made of glass and concrete that block out the sun. This is why I hate large cities. Especially while I’m in a traffic jam and I haven’t moved from the same place in ten minutes. I’m not complaining or anything, but these guys could at least have the decency to not cut us off every ten seconds! Despite everything that has happened, I’m happy to see you haven’t had a mental breakdown over the series of complicated events that have nearly ended our endeavor to New York. Says the unicorn in my head. Although you have an unorthodox way of doing things, your resilience is very admirable. “Why thank you, Rarity.” I say quietly, feeling rather proud of myself as I recall the past events. I mean, let’s face it. I doubt I myself could’ve faced down a mad witch who was trying to kill me. Yet you handled it like it was a walk in the park! She says ecstatically. And the whole government testing? There is no possible way I could’ve handled the humility of being tested on like some sort of animal! Not to mention the dreadful humidity. I mean honestly, it’s as though they had never heard of split ends. “You’re too kind.” I mutter softly and vividly remember each step of the compound, every breath I took while playing a life or death game of chess, even the feeling of falling out of my bed on my first day of waking up in this body. Not to mention your bout with the walking clown! I thought I was going to simply die when my eyes were subjected with his presence. Almost immediately after she finishes, I come to realise what has happened to me and it’s a surprise I’m still alive. You would think that after almost breaking your neck, getting suffocated and many other accounts of complete bullshit, you gotta ask; how the hell am I even alive? That question remains unanswered and I feel my limbs starting to lock up. “How did I do all of that?” I ask myself nervously and have the revelation that I beat down Mad Madam Mim, who I might add is from cartoon with King Freaking Arthur. “Holy shit, I beat the hell out of Mim.” I say triumphantly and laugh. Because I have good reason to. I’m a badass unicorn and no one can say different! “Having fun talking to yourself?” Ryan butts in with a joking tone. One familiar shock later, I’m tossed out of control and I’m sitting in the passenger side again. “He’s not just talking to anypony, Ryan.” Rarity says, batting her eyelashes. “Why, he is speaking to none other that moi.” She announces with a hoof to her chest. “Very funny Tony. But seriously, you aren’t loco in the coco are you?” He glances around the truck interior for a moment, seeing the traffic has yet to become any less jammed. “Because you gotta tell me if you are..” “No, Ryan, he is not crazy. He is just stuck in the back of his mind while I stretch for the first time in days. The air here is atrocious, did you know that? absolutely horrible.” From the look on Ryan’s face, I could confirm that he was easily jealous that he didn’t have a pony in his head to talk to. Or he was about to lose his lunch. Either one is funny. “The first thing you say to one of your fans in their truck smells.” “City, not truck. The whole place... Anyway it is quite nice to meet you Ryan.” She holds out her hoof to him. “Right..” The orange haired giant says and meets her (my?) hoof with one of his gargantuan hands. “I am quite honored by how... protective of me you have been, or of my mental passenger, either one. You have been quite the gentlecolt, er... gentleman.” “Anytime.” He says quickly and returns his gaze to the road. The truck pulls up by a few feet and he turns back to us. “While I’m talking to you, mind if I ask how you and Tony got all... Mixed together?” She clears her throat and raises a hoof before sighing. “Magic.” “To be honest...” she continues. “I am not a magic theorist or even an especially powerful unicorn, but from what I understand, our realities are linked, sort of. But physical matter cannot cross from one to the other, just concepts and information. This body is a reconstruction of mine, using matter from this reality. Thus why Tony’s body is... no more.” Ryan nods and turns back to the road. “He is stuck as a mare. This of course is traumatic to him, but I find it absolutely hilarious, considering how many times in his memories he has been thankful that he was male. Kaaaarma.” She sings gleefully. “Tch... Poor guy. He’s not stuck like that forever though, right?” “In a matter of days, there won’t be a “me” or “him” anymore. It will just be us, and I have to say he probably won't mind that much once he has calmed down and had some time to relax.” Apparently my mental breakdown inside my own mind had been heard at some point during their conversation. How nice. “I’m sure he’ll be okay. He’s a pretty cool dude.” “Here, let me toss him back in the drivers seat and see how much of a panic he is in.” She suddenly swapped places and I could swear she was chuckling. “-Uaaaaccck!” I’m suddenly screaming with my hooves holding my ears down. “RYAN! I’m so fucked!” No more than four seconds later, I rolled off the truck seat and curled into a ball in the foot space below, rocking from side to side. “Dude, are you okay?” “No I’m not okay! I didn’t know I was going to be stuck in Rarity’s body! No one told me this! I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS SHIT!” “It’s not so bad.” Ryan says and pats me on the head. “You got the element of generosity didn’t you?” I pause for a moment, stopping my freakout. “Say what now?” “You got the element of Generosity. I mean, I assumed you were gonna talk about it but then you started talking to yourself.” I let go of my ears and look down at my torso. What I see is a surprise. A golden crest hangs around my neck, just barely visible under my hoodie. I quickly throw the garment off to get a look at the purple gem that is inlaid into the gold necklace. “When the hell did I get this?” “I don’t know, you had it when you got into the truck. Isn’t it heavy?” “N-no, I didn’t even know I had it.” I stutter, looking over the neck piece in awe. “Well it is really nice. I thought maybe you had got it for doing something cliche like giving away your bus ticket or something.” “Ha.. Yeah, something cliche.” I mutter and feel the necklace come off my shoulders, allowing me to study it closer. It looks just like the element of generosity from the cartoon, just shiner. “Ryan... This is kinda badass.” “So you’re not still upset about being stuck as a pony?” “No, not really.” I say and smile up at him. “How could I be, when I got my hooves on an element of harmony!?” “Good, because traffic just cleared up and I was afraid you were going to be crying the whole way to New York.” Ryan says, chuckling and the truck starts rolling down the street once more. Well well, I am just as surprised as you are, my dear. Congratulations on managing to obtain it before we became one though, ahead of schedule and everything! “Thanks?” I whisper, because I’m fairly sure Ryan still thinks I’m crazy. But I don’t understand why gaining the element has caused such a change of heart for you. Rarity, you don’t seem to understand how awesome this is. You see, I’m one brony. A single brony, okay? I mentally reply. With the element of generosity, I just achieved something no other brony could possibly do! Darling, you had that position when you woke up as me. It couldn’t have happened otherwise. This is simply the trigger to the weapon that the elements have become. “Hurray for destiny!” I say aloud, clapping my hooves together.