My eyes fluttered open as I noticed Octavia sleeping peacefully in my embrace. Despite all the shit we’ve gone through in just the past few days, seeing her look so… I dunno… at ease, I guess… it made me smile a little. In a way, it was just like how it used to be; provided I was the first one up and nothing was being planned.
If only…
Her ear twitched a little, and I could feel her barrel rise and fall with each breath under my foreleg I had draped over her. My tail swished under the bed towards hers, and as they met, I felt hers return the favor.
“I love you,” I whispered, kissing my girlfriend on the forehead as I slowly turned myself over and sat myself up, carefully as possible not to wake her as I used my magic to float my laptop over.
“Arighty, lessee if we got any takers,” I said to myself, waking the computer back up and making my way back to where I’d sent the pony claiming to be Princess Celestia the message.
My eyes widened and any grogginess I felt was instantly gone when I saw I had a reply. Eager to see what had been said, I used my magic to make my mouse click on it and show me.
I'm afraid that I didn't write that post as it's the work of the fillies I looked over whom are going to hear from me later on. But fear not my little ponies, the message is legit.
I should be able to help you if you contact me via Skype with the following address,
Your second favorite white pony
Hm, I guess she assumed I was one of the fans of the show, or maybe that I just loved my new look. I can say by pony standards I’m sure I was the envy of a lot of mares, but I wasn’t particularly happy with my condition any more then Tavi was about hers. Still, it was worth responding to as I made a mental note of the address included before responding.
Heya! Awesome! How about we put that to theory, k? Find me at Soundwave101!
Okay, yeah, I went through a Transformers phase around the time I got my skype account. I just didn’t want to go through hell making a new one and making sure everyone I knew remembered it. Speaking of, I was glad to see everyone else I knew wasn’t on right now. That would have been way awkward to deal with right now.
Still, better safe then sorry. I switched on to Away so anyone else wouldn’t bother me whenever Celestia answered.
I then heard Octavia begin to stir next to me. Turning, I smiled as I saw her eyes flutter open and she looked over at me.
“Oh, did we get a response or are you telling our friends about our predicament?” she asked, slowly sitting herself up.
“Don’t worry, it’s the first one!” I said with a grin, typing in more for my reply.
My gf sez hi btw.
Within seconds, a beep went off and I got my first message from the apparent pony princess.
Hello the message read, and I began typing.
Heya! So you're the real deal? Got any proof, maybe a picture of you putting your hoof on your head? I replied, the keys clicking about on the keyboard as my magic controlled them.
I'll try, the response read. Thankfully I have some magical help.
In seconds, a file was sent, and I accepted. Needless to say, I’m not sure Tavi and I were expecting what we got. Hell, being catfished would have been less shocking but instead we got a rather hastily-done selfie of the princess herself, on what I swear was a cloud and performing the request I’d made.
“I fancy she’s telling us the truth from the look of things,” my girfriend replied, eyeing the image carefully. “It certainly looks legitimate enough.”
Whoa, can't argue with that I typed, putting my response to text and assuring the princess I believed her now.
“I don’t get it,” Octavia said suddenly.
“Whaddya mean? We got our proof? She did exactly what we said, pose an’ all, babe!” I replied.
“I know, just… remember when we watched that awful final episode?” she asked. “You saw it, too… Discord cast her into the volcano, prior to rampaging through Equestria. How is she here, now?”
“Good point,” I said, rubbing my chin with my hoof. Focusing my magic again, the keys began moving once more.
Hey, Tavi wants to know how you survived. We watched the finale and saw what Discord did, I wrote.
Volcanos are overrated? the response that took a few seconds to show up said. Besides, I'd like a proper proof that I'm talking to whom you pretend to be.
I snorted indignantly and the keys began moving again. pretend?! I fucking lost my manhood three d I didn’t get a chance to finish as Octavia pushed me aside and began typing, resulting in gibberish thanks to hooves being way less suited for typing then fingers were. She seemed to notice this after a moment, and looked over at me.
“Vinyl, a pencil please?” she asked, a little annoyed.
“Hm, sure,” I replied, looking over at the nightstand and floating a pencil from it over and onto the bed in front of her.
Not gonna lie, seeing her holding a pencil in her teeth and trying to type keys with it was pretty funny to watch and got a few giggles out of me.
“What?” she asked, more annoyed now.
“Heh, sorry. You just remind me of one of those bird toys that bobs its head into water glasses right now!” I said, laughing even harder.
“Herhash you’d hrefa ha hake ova?” she asked, barely coherent thanks to the pencil she was holding in her teeth before returning to her response and sending it.
“On second thought, why not, babe. Don’t want you losin’ it having to type one word after another like that,” I said, getting up and focusing my magic to type some more.
Hey, Vinyl again. So my gf doesn't wear herself out with using a pencil I'm switching to voice chat I wrote, moving the cursor and sending a request through.
“Can ya hear me?” I asked when she accepted.
“Yes, I do,” a voice that sounded just like the Celestia from the show said. “Would it be too indiscreet of me to ask you where you are at the moment?” she asked.
I couldn’t find the words, but luckily Octavia did.
“Well... we're in the New England area,” she explained.
“You know, northern east coast area!” I added, going along with what she’d said.
“That's the thing, actually... we don't know what to do now,” my girlfriend continued.
“Tell me about it!” I muttered, flopping on my back and staring at the ceiling. I knew staying here at my parents was a temporary thing at best, and without a direction we were good as fucked when the cops tracked us down.
“Are you safe?” I heard the pony princess ask.
I snorted. “For now, unless those fucking cops come after us again,” I grumbled.
“Cops?” Celestia’s voice became way more urgent. “Do they know what you are?”
I looked over at Octavia. I figure to them we looked like some kind of aliens or something out of… a girl’s tv show.
Riiiiiight…
“They do?” Celestia asked, clearly more worried now.
“Sort of,” I replied, sitting myself up and propping against my pillow, slouching a little despite how weird it felt with this body. “Well, the day before we were all pony, we were buying food and stuff to hold us over because we realized we'd have a hard time going out in public. A buncha thugs with badges,” I explained bitterly before Tavi cut me off.
“Several undercover cops attacked us thinking the bottled ice tea we purchased was beer and that we were underaged,” she said. The mere memory of that was enough to piss me off again.
“They wouldn't let us show ID or explain ourselves or anything!” I snapped. “One pulled a gun on my girlfriend and I sorta had this... I dunno... magic burst or something that kinda blasted the cop who threatened her maybe thirty feet or so away.” As satisfying as it was to see that pig go flying after threatening my girlfriend, I guess it did kind of escalate things from there.
“We got into our car and sped back home,” Octavia continued. “Two of them showed up the very next day and broke into our apartment to arrest us.”
“So... they are looking for ponies?” Celestia asked.
“I'm not entirely sure if they even knew what they were seeing,” I explained, recalling they were pretty weirded out by us, so they obviously weren’t expecting to find ponies per se. “We got away and I—”
“...Threw a box of nails in their car's path?” Octavia asked dryly.
“Hey, it kept them from following us, didn't it?” I asked indignantly.
Octavia decided not to respond to my outburst and instead continued explaining the situation to the pony on the line. “At least his partner seemed to want us to get away. The one who came to arrest us was completely mad!” she said.
“Did you change car?” Celestia asked us.
“I'm at my parents now,” I explained. “I'm hoping we can.” True, I hadn’t asked yet, but it was pretty obvious she and I would have to if we wanted to get out of the state. I sighed a little, realizing that was another issue her and I were gonna have to face.
“Sorry, we've had a little too much crazy shit happen at once for us to get much time to think of anything better,” I said.
“I'm afraid it could get worse,” Celestia said through the speakers.
Octavia rolled her eyes. “I wouldn't be surprised at this point,” she said.
“We had problems with mercenaries whom were looking exactly for ponies,” Celestia answered, gaining my full attention and making me topple forward from my slouch so I was laying closer to the laptop.
“What?! What the hell did ponies do to them?” I asked. Yeah I blasted a cop twice with magic but both times were total self-defense!
“The question would be, how did they know so soon?” the pony princess asked. Octavia looked over at me worriedly; obviously we had something else to go over later…
“...Just what we fucking needed,” I muttered, facehoofing.
“So, you said you were at your family home?” Celestia asked, breaking the awkward silence that followed my comment.
“Mine, yes,” I answered, putting my foreleg around Tavi and giving her a small hug to calm her down from the implications the princess was giving us about another threat to our lives.
“And is it safe for the moment?”
“Yes,” I answered. “A lot safer then going to Tavi's parents, anyway,” I explained. I’d hate to imagine what they would have done to us.
“I know a place that should be safe, should you need it,” Celestia offered.
Octavia’s ears perked up. “Where?”
“It's a town in Iowa,” the princess explained. “There is one and half guards there.”
“...Wait, one and a half?” Octavia asked, and I gotta admit that kind of statement was a little weird.
“You'd need to meet her to understand,” Celestia answered.
I cocked my head. “Eh? Whaddya mean? Who's this we're talkin about?”
“I'm afraid to ask,” Tavi replied.
“She's... special,” Celestia said, pausing a bit as if looking for words to use.
“Define special?” my girlfriend asked.
“I'd prefer not to answer that,” Celestia replied, which made me and I'm pretty sure Octavia more curious of what we'd be dealing with. I doubted Pinkie Pie, she pretty much peaked the weirdness level from what I saw of her, but I’d assume it wasn’t or Celestia probably would have said so.
“I see,” Octavia replied. “Well, at any rate, I think it best we make our way over there as quickly as possible,” she explained.
“If those assholes are still after us then yeah that'd be a good idea!” I replied. Last thing I wanted was my family in danger.
“Very well. Go to Muscatine in Iowa. Once you are there, contact me,” Celestia answered.
Octavia smiled, as did I. “We will, thank you so much, Princess,” my girlfriend said.
“Yeah, thanks loads!” I added, a big smile forming on my face now that we had someplace to go.
“It's my pleasure,” the princess said.
“Got a number?” I asked, realizing we’d need to know how to reach her when we got to Iowa, even if that was a bit away. I should pat myself on the back at some point for deciding to bring our phones.
Celestia gave us a number and I floated up the pencil Octavia had used along with some paper and wrote it down.
“Thank you, very much. We'll be in touch,” my girlfriend said, facehoofing immediately after while I cracked up when we both noticed the rhyme she’d accidentally made.
“Very well. Stay safe my little ponies,” the princess’s voice said.
“You too!” I said with some relief now that a plan was coming together. “Thanks again!”
And with that, the call was over. Turning off the computer, I looked over quietly at Octavia. As good as it felt to have a plan, there was still that realization that I’d have to say goodbye to my family soon, and it’d be for reasons that I knew would make them worry.
The realization I had no idea when, or if I’d see them again also began to sink in as well.
As if she knew what I was feeling, my girlfriend put her foreleg around me and gave me a gentle nuzzle. “Vinyl?” she asked.
“Yeah, babe?”
“I love you, too,” she replied.
My face got so warm I thought it was gonna catch fire. “Whoa, you were awake, then?!” I asked.
“Of course I was,” she said, tapping me on the muzzle with her hoof and smiling sweetly. “Well, half-awake, perhaps, but I still heard you.”
I couldn’t help but smile. Even in the worst times, she knew how to make me feel better “I guess we better tell my mom and dad what’s going on,” I said, looking at the clock and realizing they’d all probably be up by now.
I climbed off the bed, Octavia following as I opened the door and headed downstairs.