“HAY! Get up! Get up! What are you doing here?”
I groaned. Was I dead? Of course not, because I heard a voice, right? My eyes slowly opened. Something wasn’t right. First off, there was no pain on my chest anymore. In fact, my whole body felt different.
“HAY!” I looked at the sound of the voice. It was, no, that couldn’t be right. My eyes saw what looked like a small blue horse, with wings?
I tried to rub my eyes. As I brought my hands up to my eyes, I noticed they felt different. I couldn’t feel my fingers. My eyes cleared, and I saw… hooves?
I screamed, and fainted.
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I woke up in a room.
I tried to get out of bed, but I couldn’t move very well. That’s when I realized my whole body was different. The first thing I saw was my nose and mouth, which had stretched out a little ways. My legs were bent forwards, about the same length and shape as my arms, which now had hoof like things instead of hands. My body was sleek, and furred with a light green tint. My clothes were all gone. From my shoulder bones, I could see two feathery wings, folded against my long body. My hair was now rather long and wavy, with an even lighter green hue to it. I felt another appendage brushing up against my back, and I looked back. Through my long hair, I saw a tail of the same color. And what seemed to be tattooed to my thigh was a picture. A picture of a leaf…
I screamed again, and gasped. My voice sounded… lighter, and sweet like honey.
“What’s wrong?” Another voice replied. It, too, sounded rather sweet, and soft.
“I’m telling you, Twilight, that mare is crazy!” I recognized that voice from earlier, the blue horse that was yelling at me.
“Maybe we should help her.”
I noticed its use of pronouns.
“Hey!” I spoke. It was weird, speaking in such a soft and light voice. “Can somebody tell me what’s going on?”
I looked around. I was in a room, much like any other, except it was made entirely out of strange purple wood, with purple carpet laid down across the floor. A window looked out into a dark blue sky, with a full moon casting its light into the room. A simple door seemed to be the only way out. Why were horses talking all of a sudden? And why was I a mare?
“Huh?” A head poked out from behind the door. I could first glimpse bright purple hair, and then purple eyes peeked out from behind. Its eyes peered at me for a second, and then it slid back in alarm.
“I told you! That filly must be from another continent. Another planet! She can’t be a local pony, that’s for sure!”
“I’m… a… pony?” I shook in fear. Looking at my body, it all seemed right. My legs and arms were pony-size; I had a tail, and a long nose.
Some things were out of place, though. I had a long mane, for a normal pony. My mane, tail, and fur were all strange colors. And I had wings, for crying out loud, not to mention the strange tattoo on my rump!
I was too engrossed in my fear to make any sound, other than a tiny squeak.
“And it seems she doesn’t know she’s a pony,” the other one whispered.
“She’s one silly filly,” the blue pony responded.
“Maybe we should introduce her,” the other one chirped up. “She still seems dazed about the whole situation.”
“Sure, let’s go talk to her.”
I saw the door crack widen slightly.
“DON’T COME IN! AHH!” I covered my mouth with my hooves, shocked that my voice could reach such a high pitch.
“Don’t worry,” the soothing voice calmed me down a little. Then the door swung open.
I closed my eyes, looking away in shame.
“No! Please! This isn’t me! Please don’t hurt me!” I cringed in fear.
“We won’t hurt you!”
I slowly turned my head, and peeked at the entering beings.
One had a blue skin, with wings folded on its sides. It flicked its long, rainbow colored, unkempt tail as it marched in. Its mane was the same hue of colors, but short, while it had a thin cyan coat of fur. The other was another pony, but had a sharp horn, glowing slightly. Its combed purple mane flowed beside it as it trotted into the room. It had thin light purple fur covering its body. It took me three seconds to comprehend that both voices were from… ponies!
“AHH!!” I squealed in terror.
“AHH!!” The purple pony screamed, surprised by my reaction.
“AHH!!” I yelped.
“AHH!!” she replied.
“Talking ponies? AHH!!” I continued to scream.
“Shh… shh… quiet down,” the purple pony urged. I couldn’t stop screaming though, and the two ponies quickly disappeared behind the door again.
“Everything here is crazy! Wake up Mark!” I told myself. Thrashing, I succeeded in getting out of the bed.
I could hear them whispering behind the door.
“Maybe we should try a more subtle approach.”
I scrambled for any way out of the room. There was a window. I tried getting up from my hind legs, but instead, I fell over, landing hard on my back. “Oof!”
The purple pony with the horn entered again, this time with more gentleness.
“Hello, fellow mare. My name is Twilight Sparkle. And yours?” it smiled nervously.
“I… don’t know anything…what’s going on…” I stammered, still getting used to my voice.
The blue pony trotted back in.
“Do you have a name, strange pony?” the blue one pushed, and poked my soft underbelly impatiently with her hoof.
“Um,” the purple one whispered. “Maybe you should be a little more respectful.”
“Is this real?” I wondered aloud. I was definitely hallucinating. I was probably in a hospital, and this was all from the anesthetics that the doctors injected into me. “I can’t be a pony…”
“Sweet Celestia!” The blue pony grabbed my shoulders with its hooves, and shook me. I wobbled back and forth, until I was dizzy. I tried to clear the dizziness, but once I could see properly, I realized I was still a pony. “That real enough for you?”
“Be gentle, Rainbow Dash,” the one named “Twilight” reprimanded.
“I don’t know…” My head whirled. It was real, all right. I tried to pinch myself, but soon I became aware that I had no fingers to pinch with. So I started smacking myself with my hooves. “Wake up, Mark! Wake up!”
“You are awake!” it, or “Rainbow Dash,” scoffed.
“Fascinating! She has a leaf as her cutie mark…” the purple one piped up.
“Cutie mark? What’s a cutie mark?” I asked. The blue pony slapped its, or her forehead, as it seemed that it was a girl, as was the other. “You’re nuts, stranger! The marking on your flank!”
I looked down. The leaf was my cutie mark, whatever that was.
“What’s your name?” Rainbow Dash asked. I looked up from the leaf.
“Um,” I said, struggling with my vocal range. “It’s Mark.”
“Wait, what?” the blue pony just stared at me for a second.
Then rough laughter spilled out from her lips. “Ahahahhahahahah! You’re kidding, right?”
“Heh heh,” Twilight giggled a little. “You can’t be a Mark… You’re a mare. You must be confused. Maybe we should leave her alone-”
“I know, but,” I tried to phrase it correctly, “You’ve got to believe me! I am a boy. And not a pony.”
“NOT A PONY?” Rainbow roared in delight. “That doesn’t make –eheheh- any sense!” the blue one tried to contain herself, but she kept on laughing. “You’re getting really –heehehe- silly! Stop it, or I’ll –ehehe- hurt myself laughing!”
“I’m not a pony!” I pouted. “I can’t be… no…”
“Then tell us what you really are!” Blue pony gasped in laughter.
“I’m a human,” my head reeled, and I lay my head down. I needed to get away from these ponies. “I’m sorry, but I’m really tired. Could I be alone some more?”
“Um, sure,” the purple one grinned, and a small squeaky sound escaped her lips. “This is my library, and you can stay here, I guess, if you want to....”
“I’m -hehe- Rainbow –hehe- Dash, by the way!”
“We’ll… let you stay here until you can figure out whatever’s going on in your mind,” Twilight backed out of the room. Rainbow Dash giggled some more, rolling on the floor. A purple hoof reached back in, and quickly snatched the winged horse out of the room.
I slumped back into my bed. This was strange, I thought. Speaking ponies with wings, and I’m one of them? Hopefully, I should wake up, not a pony. I slowly nestled into my covers, trying to keep my mane as far away from my body as possible.
As I began to drift off to sleep, I could hear Twilight speaking.
“Give me ‘Glossary of Animals, vol. 2,’ Spike, and hurry…”
A beautiful, peaceful melody floated through the air, which only continued as it carried me off to sleep...