Peter felt warm, relaxed even. He was dry and cleaned from all the dirt and his eyes no longer felt strained. Strangely, he still felt awkward and uneven. Slowly, he opened his eyes and found that he was still a pony. Throughout his lifetime, he has been morphed into many things. A giant spider, an even bigger giant spider, but never a pony. It felt so strange not having fingers or toes, or anything human. His mouth felt protruded, his teeth felt very flat and straight. Though a pony, he still wondered if he still had his spider abilities.
"You're awake!" A soft, familiar voice tuned in, it was Twilight Sparkle, the only real friend he had in Equestria. He tried to sit up. "Whoa now, take it easy. Whats your name?"
"P-" He thought not to tell her, but the thought was thrown across his mind. Maybe it could cause a stir if he suddenly popped up back in Equestria as a pony, so maybe he shouldn't tell them just yet. "Spot. My name is Spot."
"Strange name for a pony, though if that's your name, that's your name!" She smiled, opening the window. A cool brisk of air breezed in. "Where are you from?"
"I- I don't remember." He lied.
"Well, that explains why I found you laying in the road today."
"Today? How long have I been out?"
"Only a few hours since I found you, no injuries though. It seems like it was magical damage."
"Magical?"
"You know, unicorn magic. But actually, it didn't seem pony. It felt, darker when I found you. Like a darker more evil or sinister magic was at works." She stated. "I don't know, Spot. It's strange, I think something might have attacked you."
"What though?"
"I don't know."
He tried to get up, and stumbled off the bed with the help of Twilight. His legs were oddly shaped compared to human legs, so he had troubles walking and had a small wobble.
"You don't remember how to walk?" She chuckled.
"No- just sore." He faked a limp to cover up his strange walk.
"Hey, your cutie mark. It's a- Spider?"
Peter took account to what she said and looked back at his rump, it, as she said, was a spider. Almost cartoonish, like the one on his suit. He nodded. "I uh, am an arachnologist."
"Hm, that means you study spiders?"
"Yeah." He blinked and looked around, Twilight took account to his suspicious behavior as if he was hiding something from her.
"Now when you were a colt, you just suddenly took interest in spiders? That's strange." She giggled.
"Yeah I uh- Like them. You know, eight legs and all."
"It's funny, here in Ponyville we had an incident with a certain spider."
"Oh-" He shuddered, "Really? Cool."
"So you have no idea where you live?"
"I don't remember anything, other than the fact that I have no wings or horn, at least I think."
"Do you remember coming to Ponyville at all?"
"Yes, yes I do. I was uh- walking, then I kinda passed out and woke up here."
"Well nothing but magic could have done that and left no marks."
"Hm, I don't know."
"Well, come downstairs when your ready. I can get you something warm and we can go look around."
"Alright then."
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Spot and Twilight walked outside into the thin snow. The walkway was covered in frost and ice. Spot stumbled and fell over, landing on his face. Twilight quickly brought him back up and did nothing but laugh at his walk.
"You walk like a newborn."
"Well sorry Miss Perfect."
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
They both walked down the road, until stopping at a corner and crossing. Making their way down the road, Twilight shivered slightly at the cool wind and snow. Spot tried to scoot closer, but failed as she moved farther. Maybe she doesn't trust me, I did just pop up out of nowhere, he thought. They stopped at the edge of Ponyville, where the rest of the way was barren apple orchards.
"I found you lying here, on the edge of the street. It looked like somepony just dropped you here. I still feel that dark magical presence too."
"You didn't have to help me." He grinned.
"Well, I wasn't going to leave you there." She returned the smile. Peter, Spot's stomach started to grumble and she giggled again. "Let's go get something to eat, shall we? I know this really great place in town."
"Yeah, I'm up for that."
They had walked through town and finally arrived at the same place Twilight had gone last night. It was perfect for a small lunch and a warm drink. As they entered the restaurant, Peter got a large whiff of cocoa and cooked food. He smiled and looked for a seat, which Twilight had already found.
Deep in his mind, he was thinking of how sudden things had changed again. This had been the third time he had been magically teleported to Equestria and how sudden he met Twilight again. It was his destiny to save Ponyville, but it was a broken destiny. He couldn't always stay in Ponyville and enjoy the popularity, but he had to suffer being a pony for awhile. Something, or someone had brought him here. It was for a good reason.
"Spot?" Twilight raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, sorry I was- thinking." He reassured.
They ordered and sat down, to talk. Maybe Twilight wanted to discuss who attacked Spot, or who might it have been. She was very concerned by the look on her face, but covered it up with another smile. Their orders had finally shown up. Spot went to pick up his drink, and slowly sipped it, but recoiled and quickly set it back down as it burned his tongue. Twilight had looked at his hooves, and noticed weird white marks right under each of his hooves
"Hey, you have scars under your hooves." She said.
"I dwo?" He said, flipping his tongue around, not being able to feel it
"Yeah, look." She gently twisted his leg to show him, and pointed. An oddly shaped white sac-like scar was placed directly under his hoof. He instantly knew that those would be his spinnerets, or web-shooters, slingers, whatever.
"Awh, weel I bon't rebember thoose." He pulled away, allowing no further investigation.
"What?"
"I bwurnt meh tong, okey?" He mouthed.
She giggled. "You're weird"
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