POV: Smartypants
It is a warm (at least I think it's warm, Big Mac said it is) day, as usual, Big Mac is carrying me on his shoulder harness while he talks about anything (I like listening to him talk) and I listen
A pony who I think is named Midnight is walking towards us with a white mare with a bow in her hair
"Good morning Midnight" BigMac says, startling the white mare next to him
"He won't step on your tail Opal" he says, and upon second glance, she looks like the fashionista's cat
"'Opal'?" Big Mac rumbles, raising an eyebrow "As in, Rarity's cat?"
"Yep! I can turn anything with a spirit into a pony" he says, puffing out his chest
Could he turn me into a pony?!
"Quite possibly. And now your doll will wonder if I can hear her" he says, looking at me
You can't possibly hear me
"But I can hear you" he raises an eyebrow "And now you are going to wonder how this possible"
How is this possib- Oh
"Yes, 'Oh' indeed, Well from a non-subjective, non-linear point of view, possibility is kind of like a slot machine within a deck of cards on a coin of wibbly-wobbly chancey-wancey... stuff" he pauses and starts to pantomime what he is saying
That doesn't make any sense
"Yeah, Past, sideways and future tense are always hard to explain"
Why would you even turn me into a pony?
"Look to your left" he replies
To my left is big mac, not really following the one-sided conversation
"Shall we begin?" he asks, picking me up and removing his hat, and a sharp horn juts out of his forehead.
Yes
He traces a circle on the ground and writes some weird symbols around it. He places me in the center and focuses, his horn glowing dark magenta when a bright, white-silver beam of light erupts around me, a shifting prism of lights* surround me
As the lights fade I see Big Mac looking at me
"Ponification complete" Midnight says before trotting off, replacing his hat on his head
"Wha-" I say, putting my hooves over my mouth "Ah-bah! Bleh! Splank-threble-dibble-gah! I... I can speak! I have hooves! I can wa-OOF!" I trip over my hooves "So this is pain!" Not sure I like it
"Ms?" I hear Big Mac bellow "Need some help?"
I put my hoof on his and feel the hard, calloused hooves that so gently carried me all this time "Th-thank you Big Macintosh" when he removes his hoof I colapse again "Owww..."
"Are ya okay?!" he asks, lifting me up
"Y-yeah... just not used to walking yet" I reply, putting one of my forelegs over his neck
We walk for a while (Well, he walks, I just hobble along)
"Ah don' think Ah ever gave you a name..." he says suddenly, blushing (I can tell when he does)
"Smartypants... But I don't know what happened to my pants**... I guess I'm just Smarty" I reply, suddenly feeling naked without them
"Hmm... How about Smarty Patch***?" he nods to my rear and I turn my neck to see a polka-dot square on my flanks
"(Gasp!) I have a cutie mark?! How neat is tha-Oof!" I start to cheer when I fall on my face again "Walking is mmph-hard" I mutter
He chuckles and picks me up gently, when a warmth spreads over my face. So this is what it feels like to blush... it feels... weird
Watching my confused steps he chuckles "How about we work on it?" he slows down and let's me lead
This could a while...
But Big Mac is patient
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"We made it!" I cheer, throwing a hoof in the air
"An' yer' standin'!" Big Mac says, grinning
"I am? I am! Wahoo!" I raise a hind leg and do a victory dance
"What in tarnation is goin' on out here?!" a voice yells, making me pause
"Hey AJ" Big Mac says, meeting his younger sisters' gaze
"Well," She smirks "So that is what y'all did with yer' day off! Out with yer' new marefriend! Wait'll granny hears about this!"
"M-marefriend?! No! We're friends, but I don't think that I am worthy of him... or old enough... I'm more like his confidant" I say, shaking my head
"Ah'm just Jokin'! Yall're good... Though you remind me an awful lot of that doll Twi enchanted a few months ago" she seems to think about it then shrugs
"So, are ya'll hungry?" she asks, trotting to the kitchen
"I don't know what 'hungry' feels li-(Grumbling)" a weird sound comes from my chest and Applejack chuckles from the kitchen "Ah'll take that as A 'yes'"
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"So this is what eating is like... I was wrong, it isn't boring" I mutter, AJ giving me a confused look before trotting off to the fields
After a few minutes a strange heavyness overcomes me "Wha's wron' with me?" I yawn, everything going blurry
"Sleepiness Ah'm guessin'. Let's get you to bed" Big Mac says, throwing me over his shoulder
"Buh ah don' wanna sleep~ wanna talk with you~" I whimper between yawns
"Eenope. Tomorrow" he lays me on his bed and turns to leave
"Noooo~ Slee' here..." I whimper, before he sighs and lays down next to me
"Goo' night Mac~" I yawn
"Good night Smarty Patch"