My Day with Her/My Day with Him
Morning:
Time to Explore
Oh…My…Celestia! Why did I just do that? I watched in stun silence as my new friend fell onto his back, his wings which had popped open when I hit him, being squashed behind him. I hurried over to his side, gripping the clothes he gave me like my life depended on it. I kneeled down, and gave Kenshin a quick exanimation. Except for a little bump forming between his eyes and probably a little sore in the wings, my new friend is going to be fine.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that Kenshin was going to be okay. Once I knew my friend was fine, my thoughts shifted to a much more pressing matter. What was wrong with me? Every since I woke up this morning, I had these strange impulses I can’t fully explain. When I first learn that I was in the presence of a stallion, I had this unstoppable edge to cover myself. And when Kenshin had muttered something about measurements, my body reacted before I knew what happened?
“Hmm…” I began to tip my chin with my left finger, deep in thought. “When I went to Canterlot High, I didn’t have this sort of problem. What’s so different this time around?”
A sudden moan caught my attention, and looked down at my host. He was fidgeting a little, and I realize just how uncomfortable he must be. I smiled slightly as I kneeled down, and picked him up in my arms. I turned around and nearly tripped over the oversized article of clothing I was given. I frown as I looked down at the things that now covered my legs. A part of me wanted nothing more then to cast them aside. But another part of me, one I didn’t know about, was urging me to keep them on. And all of this inter debut was quickly giving me a headache.
I quickly decided to keep them on for the time being, and made my way to the living area. I set my sleeping friend on a nearby couch, and made him comfortable. Once I was done with that task, I decided to do a little exploring, to try and get a better feel of my surroundings.
I stood up only to fall again, when my legs become entangled in something. I nearly landed on my new friend, if I hadn’t caught myself by grabbing the head of the couch. My face was mere inches from Kenshin’s muzzle, and I could hear his soft breathing.
My…he was certain cute when he sleeps. I blink twice as I felt my cheeks warming. Where did that thought come from? I quickly tried to push it into the back of my head, as I righted myself. I glance down, and notice that article of clothing had slip down my legs. That was probably what caused me to trip. I sigh lightly and decided, since my host was out, to just forgo the piece of clothing until he was awake to help.
So, I slip my feet and legs free from the article and pick it up. I next folded it up, as taught to me by Rarity, and set the article opposite of Kenshin, along with the shoes he provided. I next looked down at the sweater which now reached to my knees, and decided to keep it on. The air in this place was a little chillier then I was used to.
With my task done, I decided it was time to explore me surrounding. I suddenly giggle under my breathe as I imagine Rarity lecturing me about the importance of not snooping around another pony’s dwelling. I think she would understand, it was a special case, after all.
I decided to start in the small kitchen; it was where I appeared, after all. I stepped into it and immediate felt the air change, becoming more humid then the living area I was just in. I recognize the astrosphere immediately. It was the aftermath of a massive teleportation spell. The humid air was proof of that.
“Hmm…” I walked to the spot I woke in, and kneel down, shivering when a chill went up my bare legs.
I trace my hands across the surface, and sure enough I saw the small scorch marks of a massive Teleportation. So it does look like I was teleported here. But the real question still stands, where is here. I stood up and cast my eyes around. I cocked an eyebrow when I noticed a slight smear around a countertop. I walked over to it, and examine it. The only thing that could have cause this was something caught in my teleportation spell.
The words of my new friend suddenly echoed in my head, and I had a faint idea of what happened. If what Kenshin said was true and he wasn’t a pony before, then it stands to reason that whatever brought me here was also responsible for his change. But that could wait for another time. Right now I need get out of here…I’m boiling just standing here!
I lift the kitchen and felt better almost better immediately. That has always been the trouble with teleportation spells, to much could go wrong. Including extreme weather changes, a misused Teleportation spell could affect a pony’s body in a number of ways. I just hoped I didn’t cause any sort of damage to myself or more importantly, my new friend.
I tried to put these thoughts into the back of my mind, as I continue my exploration of this small living area. I walked up to a desk, and saw one of those computer devices sitting on it. I recalled my experience with one such device, and decided to stay away from it. I was about to turn away from the desk when a picture frame caught my eye. The frame was face down, and while I know it wasn’t right of me, I couldn’t resist and picked up the frame.
The sight I was meant with was truly heartwarming.
The picture show a family of five, two stallions and three mares. The older stallion, no doubt Kenshin’s father, had his arm around his wife. Below them were their children, with Kenshin in the middle of his two sisters. I smiled gently as I studied the picture.
Kenshin’s father was tall stallion, or at least he looked tall from the picture. His coat or, skin I think it was called, was a light tan color and it went good with his black mane and red eyes. I next studied his mother. She has pale skin, onyx eyes, and a short black mane, tired into a bum of some kind. Her daughters shared similar features, no doubt inherited from their mother.
My eyes then came to only other male in the picture. It was no doubt a younger Kenshin, and I tried to envision him as an older stallion. I couldn’t help but giggle slightly at my own silliness, but anything to keep my mind off of other matters was a welcome.
My bliss didn’t last long, as small thoughts began to pop up in my head. Why was this picture face down? From the looks of it, the family in the photo was happy. So why lay it down where it couldn’t be seen? I frown as I continue to look at the picture. I sigh after a minute and placed the picture on the desk. In the end, it wasn’t my place to wonder about another pony’s habits.
“It’s none of my-” breathe caught in my throat, as I turned around and make upon a sight that nearly caused faint on the spot.
I felt my knees go weak as I walked up to a wall, where a number of posters hang. The one in the center caught my eye, and it was freaking me out. It was a poster of my friends and me. I was in the center, my horn aglow with magic. To my right was Applejack, her right legs twisted around her left legs and a slightly smug look on her face. Next to her was Pinkie Pie, looking as happy as can be, and in the middle of a bounce. To my left was Rarity looking just as elegant as ever, and her own horn lit up with magic. Next to her was Fluttershy, looking shyly cute. Finally, hovering above us all was Rainbow Dash, looking as cocky as ever.
I stared fixated on the poster, millions of thoughts running through my mind. How was this possible? Last time I went to another world, no one there knew about Equestria until I revealed it to them. Just what did this mean? I gasp as another piece of information become known to me.
“He called me princess…” I muttered breathless.
When I first introduce myself I left out my status as a princess, and yet he continued to acknowledge me by status. So what did this mean? I didn’t have to wait long, as a soft gasp caught my attention. I turned around and was meant with a shock and somewhat shameful expression of my new friend.
I suddenly felt the overwhelming need to cover myself up again, and before I knew what I was doing I ran over to the article of clothing, and quickly slip them on. I turned too looked at Kenshin and notice that his eyes hadn’t left the poster. His expression had change to a disheartened one, and that made me feel a little sad.
“I have some explaining to do, don’t I?” he asked somberly, eye still fixated on the poster.
I sigh and walked up to him, nearly trapping over my oversize clothes again. I carefully took a seat next to him, and put a friendly hand on his back. He didn’t react he just continued to stare at the poster. I cast a side glance at the poster. It was true, I did have questions. But they could wait; at the moment we some other matters to attend too.
“Umm, do you think you can help with this?” I asked awkwardly, pointing to the clothing he gave me.
I felt like biting my tongue the second those words left my mouth. Here was a friend worried over some poster, and all I could think about was my own discomfort. Boy, would my friends be mad at me.
Kenshin sigh faintly, and looked at me. I nearly wince when I notice how solemn his eyes looked and it made sick to my stomach. All I wanted to do was hug him, and tell him everything would be fine. Still…the feeling in the back of head was starting to get worse, and I wanted it to go away. After that was done, then we could address the poster.
“Okay…Just tell what needs to be done,” Kenshin said solemnly.
I needed to fight every one of my pony instincts, just to keep myself from going and give my friend a hug. Instead, I smiled weakly, and began to give him a crush course on unicorn magic. After a 20 minute explanation and probably a small headache on my friend’s part, we were ready. I stood at the left side of the couch and Kenshin was sitting near the edge.
“Now, just imagine your magic flowing into your horn…” I tip my chin as a though came to me, “…Think of your magic like a waterfall flowing to a small stream.”
Kenshin nodded, eyes closed, and began to groan as he concentrated. It took a few minutes but a black crone eventually formed around my friend’s horn. I watched for a few minutes, and once I was sure Kenshin had a firm grip on his magical flow, I began the next part of my instruction.
“Okay, now picture the clothing I’m wearing shape to fit me like a…like a-”
“-Like a glove?” Kenshin asked in a strain voice.
“Yeah…a glove,” I replied awkwardly, not entirely sure what a glove was.
Kenshin nodded, trying not to break his concentration, and focus on the task at hoof. I watch closely, keeping a close eye as the magic around my friend’s horn intensify. I watched as the horn continues to brighten, for nearly 30 seconds before I saw that it was ready.
“NOW!” I screamed.
Kenshin pointed his horn at me and released all the magic he had build up. I needed to cover my eyes because it was too bright. Now I know what my friends meant after I use my magic on them. The light died down after a few seconds and my vision returned a few seconds after that. I blink away the last of the light, and looked down. I was surprise to find the clothing Kenshin now fitted me perfectly. I wasn’t to fond that my arms and legs were more exposed then I like, but I guess I couldn’t complain.
“Kenshin, you did-” I stopped mid-sentence and giggle lightly.
My new friend had passed out, no doubt due to using something he wasn’t familiar with, and had landed awkwardly on his wings. I giggle a little more, I knew it was wrong, but it was somewhat funny. After I was done with my little giggle fit, I walk over to him, immediately noticing the different in the clothes I wore, and once more set him into a comfortable position. I then decided to try and find something to keep myself busy until he got up.