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// I'm a mare! 
// Story: A glitch in the program 
// by Lonepone 
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I sit down on my bed, wishing I was anywhere but here, with my stepmother. Do this, do that. All I ever hear.

It wouldn't be so bad if I at least had my music. No matter what changes in my life, my music will always be there, never leave me because I'm different, because I'm wierd, unlike it. Because I'm a guy that watches My Little Pony and likes it. Just like my good and only friend Lucas. But he hasn't talked to me recently, because now he has all these popular jock friends. 

I thought us two bronies would stick together, but apperantly not. So now all I have is my music. Which is a small thing compared to a friend. Well, I do have friends that don't exist. The ponies.

A thought pops into my head. I wish I was in Equestria. I would happily leave all this behind, all my hurt, all my depression, to just up and leave.. I would do anything, to leave this for anything. And while i try not to think about it, suicide might be one of the options for me, just a few, or a lot, of painkillers to take away the pain of living. To sleep, forever more.

I fall back on my bed, thoughts of Ponyville possessing me, pulling me out of my dark state of mind. Of whether I'd still be human, or turn into a pony. I've read quite a few fanfics about this topic. I've even written one myself, a sequel to my little dashie. I think about how nice it would be, to live in my story. 

It's those thoughts that lull me to sleep, thoughts of leaving this behind for Equestria.

I'm surprised my stepmother hasn't yelled at me yet to wake up. I stretch on my bed, glad she let me sleep, savoring the feeling of the sunlight on my limbs.

Hold on a minute, my windows only let sun in during the evening. And I sleep under many warm, thick blankets due to the cold Minnesotan nights. All I feel is a light sheet.

"Glad to see your up" says a male voice I don't recognize. My eyes snap open, only to see a blue stallion with a red, blue, and green mane. A Pegasus that I would recognize anywhere. A Pegasus that I made.

"You don't exist" I say to his face. My voice sounds slightly higher then usual, but I don't really notice.

He laughs good naturedly. "'Course I do! Your just a little confused, miss. I found you passed out on the side of the road. Party to hard last night?" He sas with a slight smile. But only one word reaches my ears. Miss.

"Miss? But I'm a..." I see my reflection on a mirror on the wall.

I can feel the scream start down by my diagram, and work its way up until it bursts out of my mouth. And it sounds like what a genderbent me would sound like. I continue until I run out of breath.

I fill in my lungs to scream again, but he puts a hoof on my muzzle, stopping me. "Shush, you're gonna make my ears bleed. Why are you screaming?"

I look at the mirror, and take in what I look like. Most of my body is covered by the sheet, but my face is perfectly visable. Bright blue eyes. Yellow hair. And a dark green coat. And a horn. I'm a unicorn. Except I'm a mare, not a stallion. My face twists, and I can see the panicked look reflected on the mirror.

I look back to the Pegasus. "Who are you?" I ask in a scared voice.

"I'm Jason, why?" He asks, confusion all over his face.

I'm shocked. "You don't exist. I made you. I wrote a sequel to My Little Dashie where Dr. Whooves brings you here, you turn into a pony, you go off to save Rainbow Dash, but it's all an elaborate prank they were pulling on everyone"

A sad look comes over him. His shoulders drop. "I wish it was a joke. Both Dashie and Celestia are dead" He thinks for a moment. "You came from earth then, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, and so did you. You led a boring life for a few years without your dashie, just like me. You came here, just like me. You turned into a pony, just like me. You like dubstep, just like me. And it seems like because of it, you turned out as a guy that looks on the bright side. Just because we come from similar paths doesn't mean we have same personalities. While you're happy go lucky, I'm cold, calculating, and cynical. So good luck being chums with me" He looks taken back by my sudden outburst.

I facehoof. Hehe, I've always wanted to do that. "Sorry. Whenever I get, uhmm, in an odd situation, such as suddenly having my gender switched, I lash out at everyone verbally. It's a defense mechanism. All of that's true, just not as aggresively as I made it sound. I can be a happy guy. Erhm..."-I look under the covers at myself- "you get my point. 

He breaks out in a wide grin. "No prob. We all have our issues. And anyways, sometimes the happiest looking pony is the saddest feeling pony"

"So. Celestia and Dash dead?" I look at him, pleading that its some joke.

"Yeah... What really happened is that Celestia wasn't joking. My Dashie was put in the Pegasus Device, and" -his eyes water- "she was" -a tear rolls down one cheek- "killed. Three years later, and it only seems to be getting worse with each passing day"I'm silent. I never know what to say in these situations.

I stand up and embrace him. "I'm here for you if you want to talk. I know you better then you think. I did write you, after all" and then the human part of my mind kicks in. He's not wearing any clothes. I'm not wearing any. And I wrote a, uhm... Slightly intresting scene between him and Vinyl. This just feels wierd. I let go and take a step back.

"I should take you to ponyville to see Octavia and Vinyl! Soon as Whooves gets back from the store we'll get on the train and leave. Sound good?" 

At that exact moment, Doctor Whooves walks in the door. "I'm back, Jason" he notices me, and I can almost see his eyes widen. "And who might this lovely young mare be?"

I'm so disgusted, and yet the chance to troll him is so great I have to take it. "Tell me your name first, big guy"

He stammers. "D-Doctor Whooves, ma'am"

This just seems really wierd in my mind, and yet I must go on. "You never get to be around 'lovely young mares' like me much, do you?" He shakes his head no. "Well, surprise. 12 hours ago I was a guy". 

The look on his face is priceless. "I need to go drink the bleach I just bought"

"Not like that though. I just, uhm, got here from earth, and the move made me older and well, changed my shape and purpose, if you catch my drift"

Jason is sickened now to. "I'm catching it, but I don't want to"

Whooves changes the subject. "Your from earth too?"

I only want to have to explain all this once more. "Yeah, I'll explain when we get to Vinyl and Octavia's house"

Whooves looks Jason questioningly. "We're going to see Tavi?"

Jason replies. "Eeyup"