I liked Wind Whistler; she let me stay in this cool place! The four post bed looked weird, though.
I don't remember putting on these pajamas, though, and them being purple and yellow at the same time? I don't think they look all that good... wait, something was different with me, but I couldn't quite place it.
Was it my arms? I dunno, but I felt stronger.
These clothes, while not exactly stylish, were really comfy!
I looked out of my window, and saw a castle! I should go say hi! Wait, I should make sure I thanked Whistler first - maybe even invite her to see the castle with me! We could make lots of friends!
I separated from the floor, and again that feeling of... not wrongness... differentness? Otherness? I remembered now, I couldn't fly! But I could now...
Waaait a second, why is it night still?
Holy smokes I have a dreamself! In Equestria!
Oh my God I have a Quest Bed!!!
Well, lucid dreaming rocked! And now I could see what was different with me! I was going to have to make some tests, though.
This was a welcome development, and I would bet that it'll help me move around without causing too much trouble... I still had to find out why, though.
What was I thinking about before I fell asleep? Oh, right, finding a boyfriend for Whistler.
She was just so nice and kind, and intellectual, too. She was taking things much better than expected...
What kind of girlfriend would she be? I just hoped not one of those needy/jealous ones.
*****
(The not-so-distant future)
"Honey, I have a surprise for you."
"Oh, is that so? May I inquire as to the nature of this 'surprise'?"
"Now, now, Whistler, that would defeat the purpose. I need you to wear this blindfold."
"Very well."
"Now, it's on the other side of town, so I'll guide you; put a wing on my shoulders."
"Alright."
"..."
"..."
"Sweetie?"
"Yes, Windstorm?"
"That isn't a wing, and those aren't my shoulders."
"Oh, my apologies."
"..."
"..."
"Well?"
"What?"
"Are you going to move your hoof?"
"No."
"I think I remember saying that we have to walk across town."
"I am distinctly aware of that."
"This is revenge for what I did at the library, isn't it?"
"The recipient of revenge is not intended to smile because of it; as such, I can state with utmost certainty that this is not revenge."
"True, true, but that still leaves the matter of all the townsfolk."
"I do belive there are two words that you would employ for situations such as this. I believe them to be 'Screw them'."
"You know me too well."
"Considering what happened last spring, I know you better than anypony else."
"Getting hit with strange magic from a vengeful turtle watch doesn't count. Neither from a wise-cracking dragon pendant, prideful tiger pin or snarky bird ring."
"Everything else does."
"Fine; I still need to show you your surprise, though."
"Lead the way."
*****
(Dream-Typhon, the past)
Why did I have shivers?
Oh, it was raining on me.
Maybe I should have refined the details before trying something like this.
Well, too late to go back now! I could see Cloudsdale! I wonder what would happen if I find myself like this? What would happen if I gave myself the ring and stuff?
Ugh, my head was starting to spin. My status as a living dream was getting on a conflict with my waking mind.
Oh well, I tested some of my abilities first, and I could certainly defend myself from anything that tried to attack me during the night! Poor Luna... I doubt that I could help do something, unless I spent centuries fighting stuff. I don't know how much time I had, though, and getting invaded by phantoms would certainly make things more complicated.
Wait, I was getting distracted again. First, I had to train my dream-mind and dream-body. I could find out the happenings some other time.