Becoming One With The Chicken
by: LunaScribbles
It was an average Saturday evening. Brian Schmidt was just browsing through the annals of fimfiction. It seemed like he was having a really rough time on whatever he was doing. "Come on..." He sighed. "How come Babs gets a story! Come on, she doesn't appear in a lot of episodes! Clearly worst pony!" He exclaimed with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "Scootaloo must have one! I have been searching for HOURS!! And I got NOTHING from all that crappy excavation!" He then slammed his laptop's screen down. His rage cooled down a bit, but he was still annoyed by the fact that his favorite character didn't seem to have a fan fiction related to the three stories he's read. "Well, at least I still have my plushie." He grumbled as he jumped into bed, hugging his Scootaloo plush, and let his body relax as he went to sleep.
Huh, funny... I usually I don't sleep fast like this.
"Ngggg, Ugh...." he grunted, being disturbed by what seems to be loud noises. What is this? Brian opened his eyes to see that he wasn't in his room, he was in a world filled with a bunch of flashing lights and incomprehensible stuff. Slowly but surely, he was starting to make sense of it all... There were video game characters like roaming around. Take the entire Smash roster for comparison.
Oh, I get it... I must be lucid dreaming. Hahaha, nice one brain...
He then looked at himself and observed that he was not his human self, but was Scootaloo! He jumped gleefully, seeing that he was in the body of his favorite pony! Inspecting his body a little more, checking the hooves, tail, wings, mane, and lack of cutie mark, EVERYTHING! It was like a copy. A 3D print out. He then gave his head a good pat "Good Job, brain... You did good.. or am I innately obsessed with Scootaloo?" Disregarding the 'obsessive' thing, it was like the best thing that ever happened to him, second being the time when he got to go to BronyCon on his 17th birthday.
"Oh this is so awesome, even the voice sounds like her voice actress!" he went further in his dream world where he is in control. "Wow, this place is unbelievably colorful for a subconscious mind." He grinned as he saw video game characters fighting each other as if it was one of those newer Smash games.
"Okay, that is cool..." he sat in awe as the scene unfold. His focus was on the fight scene until...
Bright lights flashed which blinded Brian!
"Owwwww..." He hissed as the blinding light agitated Brian. "Jesus! That hurt my eyes.... For a dream, that was painful... You do feel pain in lucid dreams right?" He asked himself as he slowly removed his hoof away from his eyes. He then opened his eyes carefully to see Princess Luna.
"Greetings... I see that you're dreams are in tact again..."
Okay, Princess Luna's here too?! I LOVE THIS LUCID DREAM!!! he thought with glee as she gave Princess Luna the biggest smile he's ever made... Princess Luna replied with a confused look.
"Um, child? Why are you smiling like that?"
"Why?! I'm happy! You're here, I'm here, EVERYBODY'S HERE!!!"
"I don't get what you mean by everybody?" then one of the notable video game characters, a blue hedgehog known for its speed, ran right through, brushing the wind to the both of us. "Uhhh, what?" she said as she removed her mane that covered her eyes as the wind pushed in there.
"Oh c'mon Princess, I'm a pony! I'm Scootaloo!!"
"I can see that. You're the filly that I helped with nightmares not too long ago."
Oh yeah, that episode... Was it 'Nightmare in Ponyville something?' I don't know, but who cares?! "So, wanna hang out? We can play video games! You know video games, right?" he said with a smirk.
"Uum..." Princess Luna stood there with a puzzled look and thought Since when did this child achieve so much imagination to come up with these places and characters? As if she isn't from here... Unless.... then, one word came to her mind.
(Changeling!).
"Such color, such vivid imagery! Mwah mwah, me likey!" His enjoyment was pure until he was pinned down by Princess Luna's magic, her face mixed with anger and suspicion.
"TELL THY, WHO ART THOU!?" shouted Luna using her Royal Canterlot Voice.
"I DON'T GET WHAT YOU MEAN?!" He said, still having a smirk from being convinced that this was just a dream.
"FOOL, YOU AREN'T THE SCOOTALOO I HAVE KNOWN!"
"Wait, WHAT!? I'm Brian Schmidt!" Luna glanced at the filly again. She shook her head at what she had just said.
"What!?" Her voice toned down a bit. Strange, a Changeling wouldn't just reveal themselves that fast.
"Brian Schmidt. I am 18 years old. I live in Minnesota. American? You know? You're part of my sub-conscious so I expected you of all vivid brony imagery to know that."
The Princess just glanced at the weird names. A American? I can quickly negate the fact that he isn't a changeling or is she? And what is this 'brony' she speaks of? Wait, did she say she was male?!
"Why am I even talking to you in the first place, you're just my imagination... And I'm still wondering why a piece of my imagination does not know me.... Still a dream, meaning...... Do you really play video ga-"
A loud bell ringing was slowly shaking the dream scape. Princess Luna quickly flew away as the dream shatters from the rapid and repetitive ringing sound of bells.
"Farewell, Brian! We will be fated to meet again soon enough!"
"Bye, Princess Lun-" everything was engulfed in darkness before he said goodbye.
The alarm clock rung.
Brian was then greeted again by the same annoying sound of the alarm clock that used to do the same job ever since he went to college. Stupid Alarm clock.... It had to wake me up early.... heck, it didn't even let say goodbye properly to Luna. He chuckled at the thought.
Well, off to the real world I go. He then groggily reached for the alarm clock, only to find out that he couldn't reach the device.
The alarm clock is still ringing.
Grrrr, the heck? Why can't I reach it?! He then tried to pull his arm onto it with full force that he made himself fall of the bed with the blanket covering his entire body..
The alarm clock seemed to get louder in the perspective of Brian. He was getting really annoyed at the annoying ringing sound. He hit the nightstand with his elbow... which made the alarm clock fall on his head.
Gah! That hurt! Since when has the bed been taller than me! I could've broke something!
"Brian, I heard something fall in your room, is everything alright?" Brian's mother said. "Brian, where're you?" she said. She then looked further in the room and gained a puzzled look as she saw something being covered by a blanket. As she took away the blanket, to her bewilderment, was very surprised. She took a few blinks at Brian before she squealed loudly and fainted.
Agh! The light! Brian hissed at the blinding light... which was just the sunlight this time and not one of his lucid dreaming magic. What did I do last night!? I never drank liquor!! he said as he covered his eyes. As the pain faded away, she then glanced at the unconscious body of her mother with a confused look. What the hell was she squealing about? And why has she grown like a few meters or something? He put a hoof onto his chin to think... Hoof?
He observed his now orange body with hooves instead of hands. The last thing he heard was himself screaming and falling on to the ground unconscious.
He gently rubbed his head as he woke up from his recent fainting. "Jesus," he muttered to himself until he cut himself off as he realized something off "Wha- Wait, this isn't my voice!". Brian quickly investigated his body once again, but this time taking a closer look at his bod...
It was his best pony. Before going through a mental breakdown again, his mind had to give him the most possible scenario. "I'm DREAMING!" he shouted to himself. "This is all a dream, where possibilities are endless! Wait, does that mean I just experienced an inception?!" He then imagined the dramatic horn playing. He gently chuckled as the thought entered his mind. "Christopher Nolan eat your heart out." He then saw his mom unconscious on the floor Why is my mom here? I don't dream about my mom! Eh whatever, time to have fun! He then trotted to the kitchen, climbing up the tables to get some food. "Man, for a dream, why can't it make me fly!?" he said as he started to sweat as he climbed "And why am I getting tired?!" he was near the fruit baskets and saw an apple. He took a bite of it and the results were pretty funny. Brian had just eaten the whole apple after he had taken a bite of it.
"Wow, dream food tastes awesome!" He was about to get another fruit but he fell down to the floor, which was high enough to get injured.
"Oof! That hurt... Dreams don't hurt unless they're lucid.. Ow... Unless."
Then his mom walked up to him and gasped at the sight picking him up as if he was a dog. "D'awwww, so cute! Who brought you here?"
Okay, I'm definitely not dreaming... My mom in my dreams?! In your dreams! Wait that sounds wrong... He struggled as the hug from his mother grew ever so tightly, but he eventually stopped struggling as a warm feeling enveloped him; as if he felt he was safe with her. M-mom? He started to sniffle a bit. W-why am I tearing up?
"I wish Brian were here to see this." She had a grin on her face as she cradled the little filly in her arms.
"Excuse me?" the filly said.
"OooOOoh, it talks! Wow!" She put down the filly onto the table and proceeded to listen to her "What is it cute talking horse?"
"Mom. I'm Brian." The mother then showed a shocked expression followed by a very hearty laugh which was then followed by a very strong punch to the face by herself.
"Jesus CHRIST, Mom!?"
"Okay, concluded. Not dreaming." she said as she started rubbing the bruise on her right cheek. "Anyways, if it's really you Brian, then you look pretty cute for a small horse."
"Not helping..." The mother giggled when she heard that. "And it's pony, mom."
"You're Brian, right?"
The filly known as Brian sighed at that question.
"Yes, mom. It's me."
"Huh, that also mentions why I found room, but how did you become Pinkie P-"
"Scootaloo, mom."
"Okay, 'Scootaloo'. You're my son. Isn't Scootaloo a girl? That technically makes you my daughter too, right."
"Well yeah, but, wait a minute..." Brian had to pause for a second and realize what situation he was just in. "Oh... Dear god..."
Brian was shocked to hear the word 'daughter' for the first time to describe him, or shall we say "her". He had completely forgotten that he was a she, well for this moment at least. He was quivering with fear, knowing about the sudden gender change. This was real, this is not a simulation of the human mind produced by the sub-conscious imagination. This is the message that the brain sent to him. "M-o-om, I-i-I'm scared. Hold me.." Mom proceeded to hold the little orange filly.
"Awww, there, there...I know how you feel... Remember the story--"
"Okay, I asked you to hold me cus' I needed to ensure my sanity isn't going down the drain, not any of those messed up dorm stories I keep hearing about back in the 70s!"
"Oh, okay then..." she giggled.
Jeez, for a serious moment right now, she seriously isn't serious.
She then sighed a bit, pondering on what was happening. She shook her head and smiled again. "Want me to give you anything to play with like those Gameboys?"
"Mom, hooves." He said as he raised his hooves.
"Oh, how could I have forgotten." She then paused for a moment to think, her smile slowly fading into a thinking face. "What would a pony like?"
She then heard my stomach rumble. "How bout' food?"
"Hmm, how about bacon?"
"Pony.."
"Oh yeah, vegan. How about a salad?"
"That'll do."
"Okay then." She said as she dropped her on the couch. "You can go ahead and watch T.V."
She nodded lightly as she climbed onto the couch with remote on her teeth.
"Okay, what'll be the best thing to watch at the moment?" She turned on the T.V. "I'll be leaving you be for a few minutes. I need to prepare your food, little Brian!" she giggled as she went to the kitchen and shut the door.
"You're now watching the Animal Planet!" I heard the T.V. say. I watched the television screen as colors changed and figures appeared. Then... a program about horses showed up... "Discussing the anatomy of these horses, we can say they're pretty strong. A kick can-"
I have a bad feeling about this.
"Ugghhhh... What the hell..." she was blushing slightly as she saw that horse anatomy in front of her. D-d-did I just get turned o- Then a text pops up 'Mating Season'.
"Okay, that's all the time we have for today! Sweet JESUS! Switch the channel!" She said as she covered her eyes as she mashed the T.V. remote until it was nothing but broken parts.
"Sweetie, your salad is reeeeaadyyy.... Um, what were you watching?"
"I dunno! T.V. Phone home or whatever!" she giggled a bit as she placed the bowl of salad. She then saw what was on T.V.. There were apparently two horses, male and female, and... I'll let you decide what happens.
"Oh, It's a part of life, sweetie... Aaaand you broke the remote."
"I don't wanna watch this crap on T.V. please change it!"
"How about that Nickelodeon channel."
"Meh, good enough... I outgrew Nickelodeon a few years ago."
"Okay, well I'll be going to find someplace to buy another Universal remote."
"Alright, mom." She nodded. Mom then walked then changed the channel to Nickelodeon. "You best be safe out there. You wouldn't know it but you might turn into a pony out there or whatever.
"Hehe, okay sweetie! Bye for now!"
"Bye, mom." he heard the door close, knowing that she was all alone in the house. "Okay, so what do we have here..." he then was greeted by a familiar tune.
'Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?'
Oh Boy, this'll be a really really looooong day...
Hmmm, why does Spongebob amuse me now? When I was my age, I said 'Stupid' to this show... But now that I'm a kid, they're cool again. Maybe age affects me and how I thi- "Oh yeah... Season 11's actually good, or so I've heard..."
Brian then heard a knocking on the door. A muffled voice said "Hey, Brian, wanna play some COD WAW Nazi Zombies? I got the disc here with me... Also, flexing on ya a custom made controller!"
His brain tried to send him two messages, Show him that you are a friggin pony or stay quiet and hide. He took neither of those two.
"NO! GO AWAY!! I'M NOT INTERESTED!!!" She said with minor voice cracks.
"What? Why not? Is it about those brony stuff? Don't worry, If you're fapping to them right now, you could just drop the picture of that orange po-" Then, the door opened. "Okay, where are you?"
"Down here."
"eeeeeeaaahaahaaHAHAAHAAA!!!" Kyle, his best friend, then laughed like a maniac before picking her up. "D'awww, so adorable! What a nice animatronic!"
"I'm no animatronic! It's me Brian. And it's flesh and blood."
"HAHAHahahe.... Oh my God it is you! You've been obsessed with that pony thing 24/7 that you transformed into her!"
"Oh c'mon dude, cooperate with me. I'm now a girl."
"Woaoaoah... Dude, I have to stop you there... you got the girl hole!?"
"Yea, and then I accidentally went to the Animal Channel." she said with a blush on her face.
"What? What did you-" A big grin was put on his face. "You purposely went the for some horse 'D'."
"Seriously.... You're not helping!"
He then chuckled and saw what I was watching. Oh crap...
"Spongebob.... really?!"
"Hey, the body seems to affect my attitudes towards things... but trust me, it's only-" Kyle then jingled a bunch of keys in front of her. "Ooh, shiny things!"
"Hmmm.... Low attention span of an 8 year old. Yup, this new body of yours seems to affect the human mind and psyche." He then dropped her on a couch. "So, do you really want to be like thi-" He was interrupted by her distracted by the T.V.
"I guess I have to turn THIS off then." he said as he turned off the T.V.
Scootaloo just shook his head. "Ugh, my head.... Okay, proof that my brain must be 50% kid and at the same time my old self."
"Probably some aliens injected you with some fluid that turns you like this."
"Naw, that can't happen."
"Ya' sure? I'm pretty sure ponies can't happen."
You do have a point.
"Hmmm, okay.... Can you turn on the T.V. now, pleaaaase?" she said with a smile.
"No...."
"Oh come on... Why not?"
"Because, dude, this ain't normal. You becoming the very thing you're fapping to is definitely not fucking normal."
"Excuse you, it's not fapping, it's clopping. Second of all, I don't clop to Scootaloo! I just like her."
"Your phone wallpaper, phone case, wall posters, and stickers would like to contest that, compadre."
Brian just blew a raspberry.
"Whatever, still, wanna play video games even with those stubby hooves of yours?"
"Eh, why not. What could possibly go wrong?!"
Everything went horribly wrong.