From Douglas' point of view
When Toni's wings unfurled from her back, I immediately thought-
Ohmigoshshesbeautiful.
I though you liked Becca?
Shut up brain. You were wrong. Or I was wrong? I don't care.
You're gonna freak her out, staring at her like that.
It was true. Toni was staring at me like I was crazy. After she had inspected the wings, she told all of us that we were gonna help pay for gas. Of course I acted disappointed, but I was too captivated by the silvery wings on her back. As she started to lead the way to the car, I got a really bad itch on my neck, just below my hairline.
I told everypony else that I had to go to the bathroom, then escaped. When I got there, I looked in the mirror to find that my usual cut short, brown hair had transformed into a shockwave of green. The green hair went down my neck in a laid-back style. So now I had a mane.
I frowned. Maybe Brooks, Becca, and London were going through a change, too. All of the changes had happened at about the same time, so I wondered why I only had two symptoms now instead of Becca and Toni, who now had three. Maybe it had something to do with the age of the group. I was the oldest, at 19 and 11 months. Brooks followed with 19 years and three months. London was 18 years old and 9 months. Toni was the second youngest, being 18 and three months. Becca just turned 18, having skipped a grade in elementary school.
But that's not the point.
I know.
You have a mane man! And fur!
I'm aware of that! Shut up brain!
You're telling yourself to shut up.
Oh, por el amor de dios.
Breaking out the spanish, huh?
And with that irritating thought, I decided to rejoin the group.
London's point of view
While Douglas headed off to the bathroom, I was dealing with some head pain.
My forehead felt as if someone was pushing a spike through it from the inside. However, this spike felt... weird. I felt as if I was discovering a new part of myself that I hadn't know about myself before. A magical, mysterious self.
Finally, the pain passed and I was able to stand up strait again. Toni looked altogether unaffected, but Becca was holding onto the side of her head, while wolf ears grew out of the top of her head. Brooks now had horns on top of his head along with his ears. Toni glanced at me, and held out her contact wordlessly. I looked at my reflection, and squealed with delight. I finally had my horn! It was the exact one that was on my OC, dark purple at the bottom, then fading to a light lilac. I spun around, clutching the contact to my chest.
I gave the contact back to Toni, who gave it to Brooks and Becca. They needed to see their new additions. But that's not important! I have magic now! This is awesome!
You can't use it yet though.
And I have a voice in my head? This is fun! I like today!
Sha right. It's going to get worse.
Whatever!
I turned to Toni, and concentrated on making her float. She laughed, and flapped her wings a few times to make herself hover, knowing what I was doing. She might have a bunch of new college friends, but I was her oldest friend, and therefore we had the strongest bond.
Douglas came back toward us, his hair now green and going down his neck like a mane. Also- wait- was he smaller? Oh well. I'll tell him later, in the car.
So It's a few hours later, and I decided to take a nap in the car. No one said it was against the rules. Plus, I'll get to see Fortune Carnival again! Yay!
I'm standing in a big room. There's balloons hanging from the ceiling, and Fortune Carnival is letting ponies out a door.
She finishes letting them out, and trots over to me. Fortune Carnival is a lilac unicorn, with a bit (equestria's system of money) over a cake as her cutie mark. Her tail is strait, and really long!
She reaches me, and says, "So now that you have your horn, do you wanna learn some magic?"
"Buck yeah, I do!"
For... I don't know how long, Fortune Carnival teaches me magic. Through the process she tells me, "Now, you'll only be able to use beginner's magic for now. As you become more like me, you'll be able to use more advanced magic. It'll be lot's of fun!"
Sure, If you want to be a pony forever.
Ah, there you are, sarcastic brain counterpart! I wondering where you had gone!
Hmmph.
Fortune Carnival smiles at me, and says, "It's time for you to wake up. You've been asleep all night, and you're almost to Lincoln, Nebraska. Your friends will tell you what happened when you wake up."
"What happened? Are they alright?"
"Yes and no. Another change has overcome you all, and the group will need your humor to keep them sane."
And with that, everything wipes away, like someone is erasing an artwork they're not pleased with.
Brooks' point of view
I snorted as I glanced back at London, who was curled up in a fetal position, sleeping. The car was more Toni's van, which was really big, because she had fashion shows often, and needed somewhere to put the outfits and various other things. Today, though, Toni was driving, with Douglas sitting shotgun. Becca and I were sitting in two separate chairs in the middle, and London was in the back-backseat with all the luggage. We had nowhere else to put it. I turned back to the front, leaned over and asked Toni,
"Hey... How long is it going to take for us to get there?"
"About twenty hours. Rest while you can, you'll be driving once we reach Missouri. Douglas is going to drive once we reach Cheyenne."
I sat back, satisfied. But I looked over at Becca, and noticed she looked rather tense.
"Becca... It's going to be alright." I whisper.
She looks at me, and whispers back, "But once we get to Chicago? We're driving there. We better drive faster if we want a hotel. Most people will be flying in. We'll have nowhere to sleep."
I nod, and resume my-staring-out-of-the-window-into-space routine. Soon I notice a gas station coming up on the GPS.
"Toniiii... can we get some drinks? And a snack? I'm thirsty." I whine.
She doesn't even nod assent, she just pulls into the station when it comes up. I take one last look at the GPS, and see that we're almost to Cheyenne. Douglas will be taking the wheel soon.
Douglas goes into the station as Toni fills up the tank. Out of all of us, he looks the most human. He returns with Dr.Pepper for Toni, Sprite for him, Coke for me, Diet Coke for Becca, and grape juice for London. I don't get her obsession with it. She always requests grape juice, no matter where we are. Douglas disperses the drinks while Toni finishes filling up the tank. We still have a while to go.
We all clamber back into the car, and, I don't know about anypony else, but I'm seized with a giant wave of nausea. I manage to close the door, and sit in my seat, trying not to throw up. There's a ripping sound while something soft and... furry? Wraps around me. I glance down and see my own freaking tail curled up next to me. I'd like to hand this off to Becca now. My mind is having problems computing with what's going on around it.
Becca's point of view
My mind has exploded. I hope you don't mind me refraining from this chapter. Because, you know, my brain has exploded.
Toni says to stop being so melodramatic. I'm not going to write in this chapter anyway. See ya.