Star Gazer

by bluemoon1996

*Elevator Music*

Hello Johnny," the pony said, smiling, "I'm Orion and you're me."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Orion sighed, rubbing his forehead with a forehoof. "Look Johnny," he began, "I don't know how to explain this exactly but... We're in the same boat here."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, still confused.

"I'm in your head, Johnny. When you took my body, you got me as an extra package. I'm now, as you would say, 'flying shotgun'."

"Oh... Okay," I said calmly.

"Wait..." Orion said, confusion growing on his face, "you're not going to panic over the fact the fact there's another mind in your head?"

"Not really," I replied, shrugging, "after all that's happened today with me waking up as a pony, this has to be the sanest thing that's happened since I woke up this morning." What, did he expect me to have a panic attack?

"But that's not all," he added, a sad look on his face, "It appears that... as far as I can tell... because of the sudden mix or whatever, our minds are slowly merging.”

"WHAT!?!?" Merging... it means parts of my mind are going to kick the bucket and get replaced by his! If what he is saying is true, I won't be me, and I like being me! "Are you sure?" I asked, hoping that he was just pulling a sick joke.

Orion shook his head, "Yes I am. I first found out about it when one of your, uh... characters told me more of what was happening."

“...One of my characters?"

"He was another pegasi. Brown Coat with a green mane called himself..."

"...Roman Writ!? That was a pony my niece made for me back on my birthday last month." So, not only does a crudely drawn pony that was a gift from my niece live in my head, but it also had a conversation with the pony whose body I occupy at some point.

"Yeah, that was his name. Talking to him was weird, I'll have to admit."

"How so?"

Orion's right eye squinted a bit as he thought, “He just acted... weird. I found him walking into a wall like he was drunk or something. Well, from what I managed to get out of him, in the merge, we’re only going to be losing the worst parts of our minds. The best parts will remain.”

I remained silent at this revelation for almost a minute before something finally dawned on me, "Do you know where this elevator is heading?"

"It's taking us to my part of our mind. I need to teach you how to take care of my, well, our body." And, as if on cue, the elevator finally came to a stop with a quite ding. The door then slid open, and we stepped out onto the top of a large hill. The night sky over us was practically overflowing with stars, practically providing us with all the light I'd need for Orion's lessons.

"You sure do love astronomy," I said as I stared up at the sky. "Why else would stars be my cutie mark," he replied, "Now on to business."

"First off," Orion began, grinning, "I need to teach you how to take care of your wings. If you don't use them, the muscles will athropy. And your wings will sooner or later need cleaning, so preening is second on the agenda." The grin on his muzzle made me rather nervous about how exactly he was going to do. I had seen that kind of grin before; On the face of my ex after I woke up one morning to find myself tied to the bedposts.

He started by making me turn around and sit with my back to him. Taking care not to be too invasive, he spread open my wings one at a time, letting me feel where the muscles were.

“I know that you opened my wings once or twice without it being a reaction. But you were trying too hard... right now I’m going to focus on teaching you how to preen.”

With that, He had me turn back around to watch him do it. It took only a few minutes for him, but it took practically forever and a day for me to finish. And I swear on my mother's grave, I am not doing that in front of someone EVER again, because that by far the most-awkward thing I've ever done.

“Yeah...” Raindrops agreed when I mentioned this. “Preening’s a private thing. The only time I’ve ever heard it not being is if it’s between you and your lover or something along those lines."

“I noticed you were really careful about, uh, opening my wings,” I mentioned, hoping to steer away from the awkwardness.

“That’s because touching somepony’s wings the wrong way can be seen as, uh... hitting on them..."

Great, That just made things a million tines more awkward.

"Enough of that! Time for something I know you will enjoy: Flying lessons!"

Orion took practically no time at all making sure I knew how to flap correctly. I am proud to say that I managed to get the taking off stuff down pretty quickly.

Landing, however, was a lot more challenging.

My face quickly became good friends with the ground and after what felt like forever to me; I was able to get in the air from a standstill, hover for a bit, and land on my hooves instead of my face.

"So," I asked as the two of us flew idly about in the night sky, "What's my mind like, I really wanna know?"

"Its an endless hallway of filing cabinets," he simply stated. I just glared over at him; there's no chance in hell my brain would do something as trivial as ripoff Bruce Almighty.

"I'm not joking and you should see the NSFW cabinet," he laughed, "some of the stuff in there would disgust even Molestia." Not a minute later, I could feel myself suddenly begin to get dizzy as the landscape around us began to turn into a Salvador Dali piece before everything disappeared.