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// SlyphStorm 
// Story: The Story of Gigi 
// by SteelChords 
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	Once again exhausted, and full of frosting and cupcakes, I trudged up my front porch steps. Turns out that Pinkie could throw a wild and crazy party without any prior planning, and still manage to get a good 40-50 ponies to show up. If that wasn't surprising enough, none of them looked at me like they had any idea who I was. Apparently, if nopony questions it, it becomes canon. Anyway, the sun had just set and the moon was peeking out over the horizon, as well as a few stars. A few other ponies from the party were still walking home. At that moment, I really wanted nothing more than to head upstairs and collapse on my bed.

As I opened the door and walked in, I noticed that some things had been moved around. Nothing was broken, (thank Celestia) but some things weren't where I had left them. I left my guitar on the wall hanger when I left, but now it was propped against the kitchen table. Obviously somepony had been inside my house while I was gone, but why had they not broken anything. Heck, why had they not taken anything?

The door closed slowly behind me, revealing the answer to at least one of my questions. "Slyph...?" my mind said, confirming what my eyes saw.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked cautiously.

"I was looking for Syx, but I can see he's not here." Slyph said looking me dead in the eyes while inching closer.

"What? No, he's not here right now. I thought you knew... He's on a school functioned field trip" I said, backing up a bit.

"Really? Because he didn't mention anything like that last week. I would think that something that important would take some planning beforehoof, and I'm sure Syx would have to let his co-hosts know about his having to leave for a field trip." he said, still with his eyes locked on mine and still inching closer.

"Umm... well... I... uhh... I'm sure he just forgot to mention..."

"No, Syx wouldn't forget something like that." he said forcefully. "You know your little cover stories can't fool me. I know it's you."

A cold sweat started dripping down my face. How could Slyph possibly know. I was so sure that I had covered my flank with the story. Everypony else in town believed it. Nopony else questioned it. Why couldn't I convince Slyph?

"I have no idea what you're talking about, and you're making me a little uncomfortable." I said, attempting to play dumb.

"Oh, you must've been having to deal with 'uncomfortable' all day. It's not often that somepony gets genderbent." he said, turning away, chuckling as if he knew something I didn't know. "Don't worry, though. Nopony will ever know."

"What was he talking about? How does he know my secret?!" I desperately tried to figure out. Then it hit me.

"You..." I said, stunned.

"Hmm... so you really aren't just a walking sense of humor. Yes, I changed you into a mare. I mean, I'm surprised you weren't able to figure it out before now. For pete's sake, unicorns are OP." Slyph replied.

"What the hay, dude?! Why would you do this to me? What did I ever do to you?" I shouted, relatively furious.

"What did you ever do to me?!" Slyph turned to face me again, a very deadly look in his eyes. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA THE CRAP YOU GUYS PUT ME THROUGH EVERY TUESDAY NIGHT?! Week in and week out, all I hear are horrible puns with my name! And last night's pun was THE WORST ONE YET!!!"

I know I should've been scared, and this was probably where my survival instincts were a little flawed, but all I could thing to say at that moment was,

"Geez... you mad bro?"

Now, that was a mistake. "REALLY? Do you think this is a game?! Believe me, I'm not afraid to poof some socks on you right now! Don't try me!" Slyph threatened, as I backed into a corner. "You better learn to enjoy yourself like this. I'm the only one who knows how to turn you back to normal, and I'm not doing it!" he said, turning to leave.

And of course, like the classic cliche goes, "You know you'll never get away with this Slyph! I'll figure out a way to reverse this!" I shouted to him as he reached the front door.

"Is that so? Because if I remember correctly, you would much rather nopony else know about this."

"I'll tell Bash, and he'll help me! He can tell Princess Twilight and she'll have you arrested!" I said confidently.

"Are you sure? I think I recall you telling Bash that if he told another 'living or undead soul' about this then you 'swear to Celestia' he'd regret it." Slyph said with a cocky grin. 

My heart sank. He was right. I had practically liquidated all of my escape routes for this.

"You see? You don't have anywhere to go, and nopony will believe you anyway." Slyph chuckled maniacally as he walked out the door, closing it as he left.

I sat there in the dark and quiet for what seemed like forever. Suddenly feeling very depressed and alone, I sulked upstairs to my bedroom. I would've taken a shower, because I reeked of sweat, but there was nothing that could happen that would make me care about my hygiene at that very moment. I crawled up onto my bed, wriggled over to the pillow and curled up into the fetal position.

"I need to believe someone can help me. I have to..." I mumbled. Yawning, I laid my head down on the pillow and waited to catch a stream of unconsciousness.