Just a few moments ago...
Jack was heading down the town, looking for the item he forgot at his small hideout. He passed street corners, shops, a nice looking cafe... or maybe a bakery? It didn’t really matter, he just kept walking. He passed buildings, apartments, and finally he found he was terribly lost.
He found himself back at the alleyway he and Jenny were forced into thanks to that strange little device he had. Someone was there, though. Someone he didn’t recognise. He was holding a silver fob watch, with many interesting etchings and circles. The man looked at Jack with a grin, and pressed the release, opening the latch to reveal its contents.
What was inside, though, was not just a clock to check the time. A bright, yellow light surged from the inside, flying out into the air. Jack knew what was happening, and he yelled out to stop, but the man continued to stand there, holding the watch. He even began to laugh. Jack decided enough was enough, and tackled the man to the ground. Once he did, however, the man disappeared into a cloud of smoke. A moments pause of shock later, Jack got up, and retrieved the fob watch, closing it.
But it was too late. The damage was done.
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“Jenny! What’s gotten into you?”
“I don’t know any Jenny’s, miss Doo. Well, actually, I know a couple. One was made out of my genetic information, but that was a long time ago.”
It was kind of like watching a movie, except I was the actor. Things were forced out of my mouth, words that I don’t recognise. Thoughts and ideas were surging through my brain at remarkable speeds, so much that I never have enough time to actually think about what I am thinking.
“Jenny, stop calling me that!”
“What? Well, you are Ditzy! And please, call me The Doctor.”
“No, i’m not, and no, you are not The Doctor.”
Apparently I was, the surging thoughts in my brain kept telling me that. There were blue boxes, horrible machines that felt nothing, a couple times I saw pears, and eugh, it made me feel disgusted.
I walked in front of the mirror in the bathroom, still lost in all these thoughts. I said, “Oh nononono, No! Maybe? No! I’m a woman? What happened to me?!”
Dana (Or Ditzy, I keep hearing that several times) followed me to the bathroom. She watched me as I felt my face, arms, legs, ears, and the top of my head a couple of times. I was thinking out loud, well, loudly. “I must have lost focus in regeneration... but come on! That’s not fair!” My voice was a bit altered, I could hear a bit of an accent in it. British? Sounded like it, probably from the great city of London.
Dana said to me, “Okay... Doctor. What have you done to my friend?”
I look at her, with a raised eyebrow, and say “Your friend? Last I heard, most of your friends were indeed not your friends, but more of like those that bring you along for comedic effect. Also, why are you human?”
She looks at me sadly, and scrunches up her face in confusion when I said that last question. “Excuse me? I’ve always been human, since I was born!”
“Not what you told me when I met you.”
Dana holds her head as I check my eyes in the mirror. “Huh, blue, and my hair? ...Still not ginger.”
My head begins to burn heavily, and I start to feel really agitated. Dana was staring at me with a worried look on her face, then I noticed I was repeating myself.
“...ginger, ginger, ginger, augh!” I throw up my arms to my face and pant through my teeth from the aftermath of the burning sensation. More images flash past my eyes. I see so many different things, like statues of crying angels, a library, a swimming pool in the same library, and Jack, a couple of times.
I put my hands down like nothing happened, and walk over to the front door of the apartment. “So, shall we be off? I think we should go to a cafe, I want to see what my favorite drinks are. I’m craving a warm latte. Sugar, lots of sugar.”
Dana grinds her teeth while looking worried at the same time, and says, “Actually... I think we should just stay here, and wait for Jack to get back.”
I look at her with a smile. “Jack? Jack Harkness, yes? Oh, boy, I have not seen that man in a long time. I wonder if he still works at Torchwood... hm, or...? Nah, I don’t think so.”
It’s hard to keep up with all these thoughts going through my head, it’s starting to actually physically hurt to see them all fly by. That doesn’t stop me, though. I think I managed to go into complete autopilot, and this thing calling itself The Doctor has taken over my limbs.
Never the less, I throw open the door and gesture widely for Dana to go first. She hesitates, but goes out anyway, and I follow. We head down to the elevator, and I hit the call button. The elevator heads back up to us, and we step inside once the door opens. I then hit the first floor button on the wall, and the doors close, leaving me and Dana in a box filled with millions of Jenny’s and Dana’s. I look at myself, and mumble quietly, “Just not fair... Why did I turn into a woman...?” I run both my hands through my hair, and I felt the lining of my hair go all the way down to the back of my neck.
I make a quizzical look at myself, and mumble again, “Hm, hairline seems to continue further down the back of my neck. Odd.”
Dana glances at me a couple of times, and finally says, “Are you talking to yourself?”
I look back at Dana, about to say something, but the doors open before I could start. I step out, and feel very disturbed for some reason. Though the pilot in this situation knows what it is.
“Ah, Jack went down this elevator a moment ago, right? I can feel that small little bit of energy left behind by his vortex manipulator. How many times do I have to get rid of that thing...?”
Dana says, slightly irritated, “Vortex manipulator? What, that thing on his wrist? How the hell do you know what that is?”
I look at her with a bit of distaste, saying “Language” then saying “A vortex manipulator is a device that lets you travel between time and space. I deactivated it twice already... speaking of deactivating, where is...” I feel around my jacket and pockets for something. “... my sonic screwdriver, screwdriver, screwdriver, owowowowowow...”
My head begins to burn again, a high pitched buzzing sound plays in my head loudly, and I start to have another information overload. This time, it’s people. Loads of people. I see old and young, mostly women, some had names that vibrated in my head loudly, while others were not. The one that stood out was a Rose Tyler, but then there was another one. One name that made no sense at all. It even came with a picture.
It wasn’t a human. It was a pony. A grey pegasus with bleached sandy hair, golden and lazy eyes, and bubbles emblazoned on her flank. Ditzy Doo, otherwise known by the general populace, Derpy.
I found myself ever so lightly slamming my head against the wall. I could feel the burning sensation fade away, but the guy at the helm wasn’t getting any better. He, i’d assume he is a he, is mumbling to himself and flexing his fingers.
I step away from the wall, and run my fingers through my hair from front to back, thinking at absurd speeds. “Something isn’t right, the regeneration must have failed, or maybe I lost too much focus? Why can’t I remember it happening?”
Dana walks up to me, and places a hand on my shoulder. “Jenny... are you alright?”
I shrug her off, and say “It may just be a bit of leftover energy, but still... ah well, come on then! To that cafe!”
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It was a quaint place. It had a nice lady up front that served tables and took orders. I think she even cooked some of it too. She looked really down though, something was on her mind. I kept that in the back of my burning mind and sat down with Dana at a far off table, in the back. I took note of everything I saw after seeing the lady facedown on the glass counter. The place was called the Café Sucré, selling pastries and some fairly nice caffeinated drinks.
Dana hesitantly sat in front of me in the booth. I was smiling away, examining my surroundings. I already took a look at the menu, and it was a long list filled with loads of colorful food art. Surprisingly, no latte. Oh well, I guess i’ll get a box of cupcakes. Most of the people were outside at tables, enjoying the bright and shiny day, though Dana wasn’t too happy with the recent turn of events.
“Jenny, we can’t just go out. Jack could already be back there, wondering where we are!”
I sat back, folding my legs, and say “It’s not like Captain Jack has a vendetta for us. The most he would do is get cross with us. I wouldn’t worry about it.” I pause, the pilot blasting more thoughts through my head. “Well, too much about it.”
As we sat there in silence, a young man walked through the door, and he too looked a bit hung over, just like the girl. He walked up and started to talk to the girl behind the glass counter.
Dana was talking. “We don’t even know who Jack is!”
I look back at her, and say “I do. He used to be a time agent, went rogue after a while, became a con man, and almost conned me out of a medical ship that held the key to saving the human race from turning into a five year old boy with a weak mind and body with a gasmask that was looking for his ‘mummy’.”
Dana squints at me like i’m insane, which I might be, considering the situation. I say to her “Er, nevermind. I guess we should go look for Captain Jack, then.” I get up, and head over to the counter. The man had left, I could see him out the window eating a pastel green cupcake. I spoke with the girl behind the counter, got my sweets, and left.
I could have sworn something was up with those two people, the man and the girl behind the counter. Oh well, bigger problems are at hand. I’ll file that under the ‘investigate later’ folder. Wait, what am I doing? I really shouldn’t care about other people’s problems, though then again that would be mean, but- AUGH!
As we walked out onto the sidewalk heading who knows where, I was following Dana, my head began to burn like the sun was inside it. I fell to my knees and held my head, holding back screams of pain. Dana turned to find my horrible situation and knelt down. “J-Jenny, what’s wrong?”
I grunt a few times in pain, unable to talk to her. I couldn’t even think straight. The burning... I felt like I was dying.
I guess the universe thought I had enough, because Captain Jack Harkness came to the rescue. He busted out of a door at a small building not far away, holding a silver fob watch. He ran over, and knelt down next to me and Dana. “Back up Dana, this is going to probably hurt your eyes.”
I look up at Jack, still in the immense amount of pain. “Captain Jack... good to see you- AH!”
I get flashes of what appears to be the past, and the present, and the future. I see so many things, so many beautiful things. There, in front of my eyes, was the universe. I could see what happened, what is happening, and what will happen. I could see a huge planet, with so many shades of red. A huge glass orb encased a fantastical futuristic city, surrounded by planes of red grass and trees, with snow capped mountains lining most of the horizon.
Jack opened up the fog watch, and golden light seeped from the contents. It flew out from the watch inside, and creeped into my eyes. I went light headed, my muscles relaxing as all these thoughts, images, and names faded from my mind. All that was left was echoes.
Jack closed the watch as soon as the golden light stopped collecting what was in my head, and the bright light stopped. I fell, but Jack caught me before my head hit the pavement. Dana was nervously glancing around, and looked at me with the most worried, and even tear filled eyes.
Jack held me out at arms length, and said “Are you okay now, Jenny?”
I look at him, realising that I could move my limbs by myself now. I had full control again.
“Jack... what happened? ...Dana?”
Dana let out a long held breath in relief, and got a bit closer. “I’m here, are you okay?”
I could barely hear what they were saying as the colors began to fade around me, turning black. Before it consumed my vision, I said “Who is this... Doctor?”
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I woke up in bed. From what I could tell, I was back at that apartment in town. I sat up with a massive headache pulsing in my forehead, and I rub my temples to calm down the raging pain in my head. It felt like I just had a whole section of me torn out.
The events of what happened recently flow back into my memory, and I remember the man that took over the drivers seat in my brain. He was gone now, but for how long? I could hear the two out in the living room, beyond the bedroom door. I sat up, and checked a digital clock next to the bed on a nightstand. 7:39 P.M. I was out of it for about four hours.
I flicked my shirt collar a few times. It was seriously hot in here, i’m starting to sweat. I blow air out of my nose and get up slowly. Faintly, I could hear Jack and Dana having a hushed conversation behind my door. I decide to let them go at it, and I look around the bedroom. Surprisingly, there was a laptop on standby on the floor in the corner. I quietly walk over to it, and pick it up to bring it over to the bed.
I sit awkwardly on the bed, cross-legged, and lift up the monitor. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but of course, it needs a password to get to the desktop. I sigh, and sit there contemplating what the password is. I figured it was Dana’s, so I decide to guess what would be a generic password she would choose. Knowing her, it’s probably based off some T.V. show, or something. She watches so many different shows though, so I could be here all day trying names of characters, titles, catch phrases, and more.
After a few attempts, I throw up my hands and give up. There is no way I am ever going to find her password. I could just go out there and ask, but they were still talking and I didn’t exactly want to go out there all suddenly and get bombarded with “Are you alright?” questions. I just wanted to be alone for now.
I laid back on the bed with my legs still crossed. I thought about how this all began to happen. It began on my birthday, my goddamn birthday. What caused it? Was it the key Jack gave me? I think it’s still in my pocket, but I don’t see how that could cause it. What did I do? I remember how they told me I spaced out for five minutes... on the exact time of my birthday. Did it start there?
It had to start there, it was the only thing that happened that was at the very least out of the ordinary. It all starts... with that mark. The hourgla-
I get up, facing the laptop again. I think I know just what that password is. I can remember a couple times when I visited Dana, she was watching a show. This show, and this is just based on facts, may be related somehow. Those images and names that flashed in my head, I can still remember them, or at least the echoes. I have a few more passwords I can try.
I flex my fingers, and start typing the first one I had in mind. “Doctor”. No, that didn’t work. What about... nah, that can’t be it...
One more then, let’s try this...
“TARDIS”
The generic Windows welcome text appears on the blue styled background, along with the circling loading symbol. That’s done it, i’m on Dana’s computer. Soon the screen fades away from the ‘Welcome’ window to black for a quick second, and then I see her desktop. It is pony related, but instead of the mane six, we have the famous background ponies that were popular back when. There’s Lyra, BonBon, Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Carrot Top... wait didn’t they change her name at some point? It was set by Hasbro for her to be called Golden Harvest, I think. That’s a stupid name, Carrot Top was a more ‘name name’.
That thought aside, I also saw Berry Punch, Colgate, Ditzy, and me. Or, wait, no, Doctor Whooves. At this point in time, I think I can just assume that, yes, that chunk of whoever was in my brain is still there, and I just told myself that I was, indeed, Doctor Whooves. I facepalm at my stupidity, and sigh. I’m going to get nowhere...
I look at the only stallion in the picture, the Doctor, and notice something familiar about him. His cutie mark is an hourglass too. Sure, Colgate in the corner has the same one, which made me wonder how the hell these two have the same cutie mark when each one is supposed to be unique, but he stands out a whole lot more to me.
He’s sitting with his legs folded under him, and Ditzy is in the dead center of the picture, just over the Doctor. They both are looking at eachother with a smile, and Ditzy has a bit of a lazy right eye, which is slightly looking forward instead of at him. It’s kind of cute, as Ditzy is messing up Doctor Whooves’ hair as she balances on his head with her forehooves.
I smile to myself at the scene. It looked really happy, all these ponies together for a group picture like this. I thought about the ending to the show, season five... it was a sad and horrifying ending. Discord wins... and...
I need to see that ending again. I don’t know why, but I just need to make sure what I saw is what I saw. I’ll have to ask when I finally choose to go out there and talk to the two of them.
I notice that Google is open in the taskbar, and I click it to bring up a full screen video. I check the time it takes to watch, and it says about 3 minutes. It isn’t labeled at all, and the picture that is frozen is completely black. I look at the door behind me, and sure enough, I could hear the T.V. going on and the two talking. I decide to click ‘play’ and see what Dana was up to.
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It was Ponyville, bright and colorful as ever. There was no music to go along with it, though. Only the sound of... something familiar. I heard this noise before, and before I knew it, the video showed its source. A blue, pastel styled police box was bolding into existence before me. Once it became solid, a low ‘boom’ of the bass tells me that the show is over, and the box is there, officially.
A moment passes, and soon the door opens to reveal a brown earth pony. He had a darker brown mane, blue eyes, and an hourglass cutie mark. Instantly, I knew, it was Doctor Whooves, in all his glory. He didn’t seem to look happy at all, though. He stumbled out of the box, trying the best he can to walk, but can’t seem to get the hang of it. He falls over, and grunts in pain.
He shuts his eyes for a moment, and opens one to look around. He was behind a large bush, and in the foreground was a bunch of blurred out pastel trees. He managed to push himself up to sit on his haunches, and opens both his eyes. He swishes his head all over the place, then looks at himself in astonishment. He says “Well... that was unexpected.” before the video ends in an old video like way, like when the tape in the VCR messes up.
I blink at the video I saw. That was it? I don’t know what the animator of this short video was thinking but... that was really disturbing, for some reason. I glance at the clock in the bottom right. It’s just about eight now. Time sure flies. I’m starting to get tired...
My lower back begins to ache severely out of nowhere, and I reach down there to adjust myself. I thought I was sitting on something jagged, but apparently not. Something was inside my pants, and it was... growing? Innuendo aside, It felt like my spine was being pulled out slowly. I groan in pain as I fall onto my side, the pain still there. I decided enough was enough, and I pull off my pants and twist my torso around to see what was causing me so much trouble.
I saw a dark brown tail sticking out of my ass. It was short, and very unkempt. It also stuck out in various directions, in spikes of hair.
My eyes go wide from the sight, and then my ears start to shift on the side of my head. I grip my bedsheets, hoping that the pain and that would go away, but no, the pain just got worse. My ears began to shift slightly up the sides of my head, and I fell out of my bed onto the floor. My blanket gets tangled all around me as I squirm in the haze of pain that my ears are giving me. The tail wasn’t causing pain anymore, but I could feel it get stuck in between the folds on the blanket.
A moment that felt like hours passed, and the pain passes. I could hear the concerned, and then mortified screams of Dana and Jack out in the living room. I try my best to get out of the tangle of blanket and hair, all the while trying to stand up as well. Surprisingly, it’s starting to get hard to keep balance, and I almost fall over from the blanket being pulled under my feet as I pull it away from me. I was standing in the room, with no pants, and apparently a tail was attached to my butt.
I looked around. I need a mirror, some kind of mirror right now. I saw a decently sized mirror in the corner of the room, above a short dresser. Thanking, and then cursing the gods above for it, I head over and look at myself in the mirror.
My hair was a much more considerably darker brown. It was actually shorter than before, as my hair ends at the back of my neck in a sort of a mohawk style, along with the occasional spike of hair heading all the way back. But the hair is not the problem, it’s what is on top of my head that bothered me as much as the tail.
I had brown pony ears.
They sat there, pointing upwards while mocking me with its presence. For a moment, I thought that they were fake, but no, I could see them twitch and turn to the slightest amount of sound coming from the living room. I leaned in to look even closer at myself, in fascination and terror. I feel the tips of the ears on my head, and I could feel them. They were most... definitely... real.
Jack busts into my room without even knocking, and quickly glances at the bed, then at me. I look at him, and he looks at me for a moment, then at my not-so-clothed lower body. I realised the extent of my situation, and I go back to what any person in the world would say to someone when they are in an embarrassing situation.
“Get out!”
Jack looks back up at me, pulls a disturbed ‘oops’ face, and shuts the door.
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So, we have other problems besides my mental breakdown. I almost forgot completely about the mark on my side, as well as our strange walking habits. We never did pay much mind considering the second personality problem I had only hours ago.
Dana was suffering with me. Her hair is now a pure bleached yellow, and she had a long tail to go along with it. We were sitting in the living room after I found a couple very uncomfortable but effective towels for both Dana and I to wear so we don’t crush our new appendages inside our pants.
Jack was walking back and forth in front of us next to the muted T.V., playing whatever they were watching before this happened. After a moment of awkward glances between all of us, Jack speaks up.
“Okay... what the hell are sticking out of your... whatever. Tails? Specifically horse tails?”
Dana said to the confused Jack “I think we’re turning into ponies, Jenny and I. I am pretty sure I know who I am turning into, but not quite Jenny.”
I look at her quizzically. “Dana, that doesn’t make any bloody sense. How are we supposed to be turning into ponies? They are, most certainly, not real.”
Jack stressfully wipes his face from top to bottom with both his hands, and takes a deep breath. “I agree with Jenny. This isn’t something that is supposed to happen. I thought the watch would do something, but it still looks like you’re changing Jenny.”
I look up at him, confused about the change of topic. “Jack, I don’t have the foggiest idea of what you are talking about.”
Jack lifts a finger. “Ah, see? You have a British accent now. Also, is that a bit of a deeper voice I hear?”
I hold my throat with curiosity. Nothing seems different, and my voice is pretty much the same as always. Jack looks at Dana, and says “You too, your voice is getting a bit... high. Too high for it to make any sense.”
Dana does the same thing I did, and says “No, my voice is the same as always, Jack. Are your ears playing tricks on you?”
Jack folds his arms, and glances at the T.V. momentarily before saying “No, I don’t think so. But these tails, these habits, and your eyes... I’d have to say something I didn’t expect is happening, and I don’t know how to stop it.”
After a moment, I turn to Dana and say “Okay, Dana, if you are really sure, do you have any idea how this could have started?”
Dana taps her chin inquisitively, and says “Well, I think it started at your birthday party. It’s the only time anything unusual happened before all this.”
I nod. “Yeah, I thought that too. It makes no sense, though. What does it me-”
Dana interrupts me by saying “I want to see the finale again. Season five of Friendship is Magic.”
I stop my sentence completely, and look at her. I guess now or never, I do too want to get another look at the ending. I get up and sidestep around Jack and kneel down in front of the T.V. The DVDs are kept in a cupboard installed into the desk that holds up the telly, and I reach inside to grab the case. The cover was the usual, happy and colorful thing. If you never saw the show, you would think that the whole thing was just for kids, but seriously...
I take out the disk, and slide it into the DVD player. Jack sits down on the couch, waiting for me to finish setting it up, and Dana gets comfortable in the opposite couch. I set the video on the T.V. to ‘MOVIE’ and turn on the DVD player. It boots up, and on comes the movie menu.
I press the buttons on the DVD player to go to scene selection, and hit the final episode, at the final minutes. Once done, I get up and sit next to Dana. The show plays for the first time in forever.
I gotta say, I remember it being gruesome, but seeing it again like this was worse than a picture in my head.
There, on the telly, was Doctor Whooves. He was stepping out of his smoking, and useless TARDIS while fire and hell were attacking Ponyville. Ponies ran left and right, and he was walking through it. Before this played, I remember that Ditzy ran off without him after he crashed. He was looking for her.
For some reason, I hoped that he wouldn’t find her like the way I remembered. I just wanted him to turn around and go the other way, but he was not that kind of pony. His friends are the most important thing to him.
Especially her.
Dana was crying now, watching as he came up from under a burned bush to see Discord hovering Ditzy over the ground, choking her like Darth Vader in Star Wars with some invisible force. He mumbled to himself “no, no, DITZY!” and jumped in front of Discord to tackle her out of his grip.
Once he did though, the scene ends. Credits roll. The End.
I wondered as they rolled down the screen with an almost surreal happy tune playing in the background how they managed to incorporate the TARDIS at all in the show, because that would be copyright infringement. I guess they got a license or something. Dana had her head in her hands, crying her eyes out, and Jack just sat there confused.
Jack said “I don’t get it... that dragon thing dumps that princess into the lava, and heads straight for Twilight? It’s like a scene is missing or something. You didn’t scratch the disk, did you?”
I almost got up and punched him in the face for being so insensitive about the scene, but then I realise something. The scene that played didn’t have either of the two powerful ponies Jack described in them. I saw Doctor Whooves, trying to save Ditzy...
Dana sobs. “Why did he have to kill them...? Oh my goddesses...”
I didn’t see any killing in there either, at least not in that scene. I say to Dana “What do you mean? Who did he kill?”
Dana looks at me with a slight amount of anger in her eyes. “Did you not see Discord do that stupid spell on her family?!”
I frown with sympathy. “As a matter of fact... no.”
“Where WERE you when Derpy watched her whole family get blasted away by Discord?”
Her family was murdered? I didn’t see that at all... what the hell?
“Dana, all I saw was Doctor Whooves looking for Ditzy, walking through fire and then saving her from the blast-”
“Well, your ‘Doctor’ didn’t save her! He just killed him, and went back to her!”
I go wide eyed. This isn’t right. I say to her “Dana... I think you and I both saw two different things.”
She does her best to stop sobbing, and looks back at me. Jack was sitting up, attentive to what I had to say. “What I saw was the Doctor searching for Ditzy, and trying to save her. What you saw was Discord killing Ditzy’s family, and then the Doctor trying to save you, but failing.”
She wipes her eyes, then says “So that means...?”
I finish her sentence “We saw two different scenes at the same time.”
I clap, and rub my hands together without even thinking. I get up to stop the movie, and then Jack gets up as well. He says “This is getting out of my league here. The only way I can ever see this be possible, is if this is either telekinetic, or magic. I really doubt that a DVD player on an old fat T.V. can have that much of an effect on people.”
Jack checks his ‘vortex manipulator’ as the guy in my head had said, and cringes. “Oh... yeah, it’s magic. I literally can’t get anything from it. I’d hate to say it, but there is no explanation for it.”
I finish getting the disk out of the DVD player, and replace it back into its case. I stand up on my toes, and walk over to the window to check outside. It was dark, but I could see the comings of a large cloud in the far distance of the black sky. What time was it- oh right, around eight... actually 8:21 P.M., thirty more seconds until the next minute. Huh.
I stood there, staring out the dark sky when I felt a slight breeze under my thighs. I ignored it, until Dana spoke up. “Jenny, stop swishing your tail. It’s making me nervous.”
I noticed with a short thought that I managed to get a feel of the tail that grew just at the base of my spine. It was swishing back and forth, the stubby little thing. I managed to force it to stop, and I turned around to say “It’s getting late... I think we should get to bed.”
Dana began to protest, but I said “It’s not like we can do anything about it, Dana. Just go to sleep. You too, Jack.”
Jack shakes his head. “No, I’m going to try and get what I wanted back outside. I never had the chance because of your... accident.”
I shrug, and say “Go for it, I don’t mind. Just don’t cry to me when your dying in an alleyway thanks to a homeless man with a shank.”
He grins, and says “Remember, I can’t die.”
I roll my eyes, and say “Yeah, and i’m an alien.”
Jack chuckles, but then pulls a weird face I can’t recognise. He nods, and heads out the door without another word. Dana stands up (on her toes, great) and heads for her room. I say “Goodnight” before she shuts the door.
I sigh, and forlornly glance back out the window. The stars in the night sky were visible tonight, surprisingly. I could name them all. Rigel, Sabik, oh there’s Secunda Giedi, Wezn, Tyl, Nodus Secundus...
Where the hell are these coming from? I never studied stars in my entire life, and yet here I am, pointing at stars and laughing like that star and I were old friends. I frown deeply, and shut the curtains to hide the beautiful sky.
I head to my room, and shut the door. The room was still a mess from a fit I had earlier that I don’t remember at all. The mirror in the corner shined from the light on the laptop, still on my bed, and still on.
I hop on the bed, mindful of the newly grown tail, and went to go and place the laptop on the floor when I noticed something different on the screen. It wasn’t that window of the three minute long video, instead it was a picture. It showed a planet, in a cartoony, pastel style. Labeled under the planet, in white text against the starry black background was this:
“BAD TIMBER WOLF”
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Huh.