So after taking a thousand foot drop into a forest moments after having my body tossed aside like a piece of trash, I found myself with nothing to do. You’d be surprised how unexciting things were after what happened, but not having legs or arms or anything for that matter made it rather difficult to go anywhere. Add to that my little window into the world disappearing and I couldn’t even see and hear anything.
I spent who knows how long just sitting there, stuck in the root of a tree. So I gave myself something to do once I calmed down a bit. Assuming that there was a reason I could see myself, I figured I could somehow apply that to seeing everything else. Pretty sure that’s the only reason I stayed sane.
Well that and the occasional animal poking my sword and me scaring the shit out of them by screaming in their head. That was a fun way to pass the time.
Anyway, I was there just grinding my ability to see until I was literally covered in moss and rust, which sucks! Imagine being covered in wet cement and letting it dry and you’ll get an idea of what it’s like. By that point, I was able to see what I guessed was about fifty yards while focused and five while not. Not that I had any reason to not focus on it.
It was also around this time that something new showed up in my sight range. I wasn’t good at the time, not nearly the level I am now, but I had spent enough time around plants to tell the difference between something that actually thinks and something that doesn’t. This thing though, unlike all the animals that appeared from time to time, was far more complex. The only thing I could think it could be is a person, but another check of its body shape squashed that idea when it was running on all fours.
‘Wait… it has a horn and wings too? Just what the hell is this thing?’ I noticed it was heading right through the middle of my sight range. Actually… it was heading directly at me! The thing rushed at me, one of its legs hitting my hilt and sending it rolling. For the first time in who knows how long, my ‘body’ moved, now at an angle from where it had before been standing straight up.
‘Damn it! Why wasn’t that thing watching where it was going?!’ I huffed, though the answer to my question quickly followed as something I had named “wire wolves”, named suitably as their bodies look like a ball of wire shaped like a wolf. Or maybe it’s made out of branches, I couldn’t tell. Anyway, the wolves were on the thing's tail and were looking to make lunch out of it. However, as the horned thing got up, something odd happened. Its horn began to emit a faint wavelength similar to its own and I noticed that this matched a wavelength that was wrapped around my hilt right before I was pulled from the root of the tree and floating between the thing and the wolves.
‘Wha-what?! Is it using telekinesis?!’ I was beyond confused, but the thing holding me took no notice as it prepared to fight the wolves. Now, I don’t know if this is what actually happened, but I had scared away enough of those wolves that poke me with their nose that I think what happened was that they saw me and got scared so they shrinked off. I could feel the thing sigh before bringing me closer to it.
“Wow, this thing looks old. How long has this been here?” I heard it speak in what I assumed was a girl’s tone. It seemed that whatever this strange thing it was doing to hold me was also good enough to set off the mental chat function of my new form and I was now hearing her most forefront thoughts. “Well, lucky for me it was here. The timberwolves didn’t seem to like it.”
“Oh, is that what those are called?” I spoke, though I might have been a bit too eager to talk with someone for the first time in I don’t even know how long as she quickly dropped me and jumped back, hiding behind a log. I sighed as I watched her slowly peak above her cover and inch over before poking me with her leg.
“-say anything? Hello?” I guess she was in the middle of trying to talk with me. “Oh, who am I kidding? Swords don’t talk.”
“Uh… actually, this one does.” She flinched back again, still unaware of my method of speech and likely saying a few more things before picking me up with her horn trick again.
“-do you keep going quiet?”
“I can only speak if you touch me or use your horn trick!” I quickly spat out in hopes that she would get the message before dropping me again. Thankfully she didn’t and I felt a sort of “ooooooooooh” go through her head in realization.
“So… you talk. Are you a magic sword?”
“I… don’t know.”
“Okay… do you know how you got here?”
“Some asshole dropped me here a really long time ago.”
“How long?”
“Too long.”
“Oh…” She seemed to go silent for a moment before speaking again. “Are you lonely?”
I didn’t speak, not really sure how to respond. On one hand, my usual response would be fuck no. I had always been a person who could live on her own. But after being truly alone for I don’t even know how long, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to take the chance that me saying that would end me up with an even longer sentence.
“... yes.” I muttered.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Yes!” I almost screamed causing the supposed girl to nearly drop me.
“Ah! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to drop you!”
“It’s fine.” I sighed. “Yes, I’m lonely. Also, don’t worry about dropping me. It’s not like I can get more gross at this point.”
“Oh, I’m sorry… again... what’s your name?”
I opened my ‘mouth’ to speak before thinking for a moment. Despite how much I really didn’t want to be alone again, I was still worried. This was some creature with a horn, wings, four legs and telekinesis. I had no idea what else it was capable of. For all I know, giving it my name would sell my already misplaced soul to it.
‘Okay… I’m a sword that is able to look at… what I assume is souls.’ I was briefly reminded of the keychain the bastard took and the anime that was where it came from. ‘Soul Eater… ya, that fits.’
“My name is Soul Eater.”
“S-soul Eater?” She sounded scared, so I quickly spoke up.
“I’m not going to eat your soul, don’t worry! It’s just a name, I swear.” She thankfully relaxed, letting out a sigh.
“Oh good. Well hi there! My name’s Sunny. Wanna be my friend?”
I rose a metaphorical eyebrow at this. “You want to be friends with a sword? Aren’t there other winged, horned creatures you could be friends with?”
“Creature? You mean ponies?”
“You’re a pony?!” Now that Sunny had said that, I could see how that fit. But still, why the horn and wings? What is this, some weird little girl’s dream?
“Of course silly!” she giggled. “I’m actually what I like to call a pegicorn, which is a combination of the other three pony races.”
“There are three, no wait, four different races of ponies?”
“Ya. Have you never seen a pony before?”
“Apparently not.”
“Does that mean you don’t think I’m weird for having both horn and wings?”
I chuckled. “I’m more off put by the fact you are a talking horse. The wings and horn are just icing on the cake.”
“Oh. Are you a minotaur or something than? I mean, other than being a sword.”
“I’m, well I was, a human.”
“Human… human… never heard of it. Can you show me a picture?”
“Yes, sure, let me just draw something for ya- oh wait. I can’t. I have no arms.” I spoke as sarcastically as possible.
“Oh, right. Sorry.” Sunny said squeamishly. “So… you never answered my question. Did you want to be friends?”
“... sure. I would like that.”
“Yay!” Sunny wrapped her forehooves around me, hugging an actual sword. I’m sure if I had actually been cleaned and not a piece of crap she would have cut herself. Instead I’m sure she just got a bunch of moss stuck to her.
“Uh… still kind of covered in gunk. Probably not best to hug me.”
“Nah! You needed a hug, and I don’t mind getting messy.” She let go, picking me back up with her telekinesis. “Now, let’s find a river to clean both of us off.”
For the first time in awhile, I was moving. Things in my sight appeared and disappeared. It was disorienting, but I was more happy, as for the first time since my life was ripped away from me by some magical asshole, I was doing something. I was no longer just some piece of junk thrown aside.
“... ya, that’d be nice.” I smiled.
* * *
Soul opened her eyes, getting up and stretching after a lengthy session of lying on Twilight’s couch. Meanwhile, Twilight was putting on her thinking face.
“Hmm… I didn’t anticipate you not being able to show us how Sunny looks. You didn’t even tell me you couldn’t see.”
“Well whatever the fuck that bastard merchant did apparently made it I can only see and hear via souls. Makes living in a city impossible since stone was never alive to begin with.”
“I suppose that makes sense… wait, then how did you walk around the castle without an issue? Sure, there’s some moss and vines, but certainly not enough to let you see.”
“I…” Soul blinked before looking up at the ceiling in thought. “I’m not sure. I just… knew where I was going. Well, not at first. I was rather confused where I was but after awhile I sort of just... found my way.”
Twilight hummed. “Perhaps that’s a part of your old memory kicking in? If so, we might want to check the castle for more on your past.”
Soul shrugged. “I guess.”
“Now,” she pulled a notebook out of somewhere in the library along with a quill. “The next thing I want to go over is what you explained about your ‘experience’. The main thing I was confused about what you said was how my friends and I were there.”
“You were. I might not be able to see, but picking apart two different people is child’s play for me at this point, and those ponies had the exact wavelengths you and the others do.”
Twilight scribbled something before putting the quill to her chin. “What about changelings? They can change their shape, so who’s to say they could change this ‘soul wavelength’?”
“As far as I’ve ever seen, shape changing does not change wavelength.”
“Interesting.” Twilight scribbled again. “And these two girls you met. They were like you?”
“If you mean semi-human, yes. That’s where the similarities ended though. Where I got the ability to be a piece of metal and be blind, these two seemed to get kung fu and explosions.”
“Are you saying your abilities were no match for these two?”
“In direct combat, yes. I can’t beat practically anyone with actual training as I’ve never been taught to fight.” Twilight opened her mouth but Soul interrupted. “But, all I really need to beat someone is physical contact. Once there, their soul is mine.” She grinned, sending a shiver down Twilight’s spine.
“Something tells me I don’t want to know.”
“Suit yourself.” Soul shrugged. “But that’s about how it went. I showed up, figured out they had somehow dragged me there using the keychain I lost to the son of a bitch that made me this way, for some insane reason agreed to get beat up-”
“I believe you said you enjoyed scaring the ponies.”
“Not the point, now don’t interrupt Twilight. It’s rude.” Twilight glared at Soul as she continued unimpeded. “Anyway, I played their little game before getting kicked off a cliff. Thankfully I reacted and changed into my sword form before breaking half my bones. And then a few seconds later I reappeared in your library.”
“Strange… nothing seemed to trigger this?”
“Not if being pissed off is the trigger.”
“Well in that case, you would be setting off the teleport all the time.” Twilight smirked, it being Soul’s turn to give a glare. “Anyway, at some time I would like to take you with me out to the castle. Perhaps tomorrow if you are free.” She lifted her head a bit. “Actually, it might have to be late tomorrow or the next day. I believe the next issue of Daring Do is supposed to come out, though I will have to double check that.”
Soul raised an eyebrow. “Daring Do?”
Twilight smiled, pulling out a book from the shelf before floating it in front of Soul. “Here. This is Daring Do.”
Soul looked at the book, then at Twilight, then at the book, and then back to Twilight again. “I can’t read.”
Twilight’s gasp matched Pinkie levels when she’s told somepony had never had cake. “How can you not know how to read?!”
“Cause I’m blind. Yes, paper is a plant, but so is the ink, and plant wavelengths are incredibly simple so differentiating between the two is impossible. Plus it’s been way too many years since I’ve actually been able to read anything so I just sort of forgot.”
“But they have books for the blind! Are you telling me you never learned braille?”
“Never needed to.” Soul shrugged. “I was a sword. Having someone nearby with working eyes was part of my job. After all, without someone to wield a weapon, then just how effective is one?”
“I… guess that makes sense.” Twilight sat back down. “But you’re not just a weapon. You’re a person too. Doesn’t that mean anything?”
Soul yawned. “Not really. It’s the same reason why I never learned to properly fight. I’d rather be the best at what I’m good at than have a lot of different skills.”
Before Twilight could retort that, there was a knock at the door. Because Soul still refused to hide in pony form for their mental sessions, Twilight had been forced to close the library for the time. She got up to check the door before Soul rose a hand.
“It’s Applejack.” Twilight looked at her confused for a moment before opening the door with her horn. Just as Soul had said, Applejack was standing there.
As she walked through the door, Twilight couldn’t help but say, “That strange sight of yours seems so invasive.”
“Would you prefer if I was blind?”
“No, but the fact you can just see everything within… how far did you say your range was?”
“Uh… how far did I think I could go in that memory?”
“I believe you said fifty yards while focused.”
“Ya, that. That’s totally what my range is.” Soul said with a smirk.
“Soul.” Twilight groaned.
“Oh relax Twi.” Applejack spoke up, now standing next to the couch. “Soul here ain’t one to be airing any ponies’ secrets.”
Soul smirked. “Well, depends on how many buildings I had been knocked off recently.” Twilight glared. “What? I’m kidding.”
Applejack rolled her eyes before walking over to Soul. “Anyway, I was hoping you’d like to go for another walk. Figure since the last one got interrupted I still owe you.”
“You’re damn right.” Soul grinned. “Like I’d let you get off so easily.” In a flash of light, Soul took her spot on Applejack’s side. Twilight was quick to take notes as she watched.
“Fascinating. I thought your transformations might be similar to changelings but it seems that you are capable of moving as light for a brief moment of time as you transform, making it easy for you to land safely. I would love to analyze what material you are made of to determine if it truly is metal or some sort of super hardened flesh made to appear as such.”
Applejack looked at Twilight confused, a similar look coming from a reflection of Soul in the sword, though she couldn’t see her. ‘Uh… Applejack? I don’t think I need a mental connection to tell you I want out of crazy lab time.’
‘Well I can’t just lie to her! That’s against my element.’
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’
‘I’ll try to put the pieces together fer ya later. What do we do now?’
Soul sighed. ‘Fine, let her see me. But no lab stuff! I’m just letting her see the mental chat thing. That should keep her thinking for awhile.’ The two of them looked back at Twilight, noticing the strange look she was giving them. ‘Oh… right, you were just staring off into space there.’
‘Talkin’ with you ain’t never gonna get easy, is it?’ Applejack pulled Soul out from under her saddle straps before holding her out. “Soul says it’s fine fer ya to check it out, but she ain’t a fan of yer experimenting.”
“Check it out? Wait, she was speaking with you mentally?” Twilight’s eyebrow rose more with her curiousity.
“Just grab her Twi.” Twilight took another look at the sword outstretched in front of her before lighting her horn up and grabbing the handle. Once Applejack had lowered her hoof, Twilight watched the blade waiting for… something.
“Uh… I don’t understand. Nothing happened.”
‘That’s what you think.~’ Twilight jumped, her talent in magic being the only thing keeping her telekinetic grip to the now laughing sword.
“H-hey! That’s not funny! Mental intrusion like that is a serious crime!”
‘Oh relax. I can only hear surface thoughts, which is about as useful as normal hearing.’ Twilight could practically feel her grin as she spoke her next words. ‘What? You scared I’ll get a peak at how many people you’ve gone around giving “medical examinations”?’
Twilight practically threw the sword back at Applejack hilt first, stopping right before hitting her as she flinched. “Alright, I can already see this was a mistake. You have fun with her.” Applejack took the sword as Twilight stormed off, surprised by her sudden rage before looking at Soul. The image of her appeared on the blade again as she did.
‘What’d you do?’
‘Nothing~’ She grinned, Applejack letting out a sigh before sliding her beneath her saddlebags and heading out. She seemed to head off in some random direction as she spoke.
‘I get poking fun at Rainbow and me fer knockin’ ya ‘round, but that ain’t too nice picking on Twi like that.’
‘Oh come on! I was just messing around.’
‘Don’t think Twi thought that. You were the one in her head though.’
‘And you know there isn’t much I can do. You saw that yourself yesterday!’
‘It still don’t sit right with me making Twi all fussy like that fer no real reason. Shouldn’t ya be making friends and not enemies? ‘Specially since she’s the one helpin’ ya with yer memories.’
Soul groaned. ‘Alright. Maybe I went a bit far. It’s just way too easy to set her off.’
‘Well would ya mind cuttin’ it out, if not for Twi’s sake just because I asked ya to?’
Soul was silent for awhile before sighing. ‘Alright, alright. Whatever you say Sunny.’
‘Thanks So- wait, Sunny? Who you talkin’ ‘bout?’
‘... did I say Sunny? Woah, these mental sessions must be screwing with me.’
‘Is that the name of that friend of yours?’
‘Ya… though it now seems a lot less likely for us to find her. Kind of forgot the whole “can’t see” thing.’
Applejack’s ears drooped a bit. ‘That mean it’s hopeless?’
‘Well, not hopeless. If she steps in my soul sense range, I’ll know immediately. I’m sure I could pick her out from a crowd with no trouble.’
‘Startin’ to see what Twi was talking about with that sense of yours.’
‘Well now you can do it too, so looks like you’re stuck with me in the “we creep on everyone within a hundred yards” club.’
Applejack chuckled. ‘I don’t got that kind of range.’
‘Hey, you’ll never hear me admit this again, but you’ve got talent for it.’
‘I… I think that’s the first nice thing you’ve said.’ Applejack said in mock shock.
‘Oh shut it!’ Soul whined, pouting. ‘And you piss on me for poking fun at ponies.’ Applejack chuckled as she continued down the path, heading out of the town. ‘Where are we even going anyway?’
“I figured you might want to meet another friend of mine, Fluttershy. She was the one you were carryin’ ‘round in the castle.” With the two of them out of the town proper, Applejack went back to speaking vocally. Whether it was because she thought the thought-speak to be offputting or because it just felt more natural, Soul couldn’t tell. Or really care.
‘Oh ya, the one who fainted literally upon looking at me.’
“That’s Fluttershy alright. She’s a bit…” Applejack took a few moments to find the right word, ”jumpy.”
‘I don’t think there’s ever been more of an understatement in all of Equestrian history, and I’ve probably lived through most of it.’
“Aw, come on now. She ain’t that bad. She’s just gotta get to know ya is all.”
‘Don’t blame me if she has another heart attack.’
“Well you don’t exactly look nice with the red eyes and sharp teeth. Heck, you scared the whole lot of us.”
‘Ya, ya, don’t remind me. It certainly isn’t the first time I’ve been judged based on looks alone.’ As they finished their conversation, they arrived in front of Fluttershy’s shack.
“You wanna get off and stretch yer legs while I grab Fluttershy?” Applejack said, turning to the sword on her back. Wordlessly, Soul leapt off, turning into her human-esque form as she glanced around. Applejack just shot her a smile before walking up to the door and knocking.
“Who is it?” A meek voice responded, just barely audible.
“It’s me Fluttershy! I brought a friend.” After a few moments, the door clicked open and Fluttershy appeared on the other side.
“Oh hello Applejack. Who is this friend you brought?”
She turned and waved her hoof. “Fluttershy, this is-” As she turned herself to look at the girl, she found she was no longer standing where she had been. “What the?”
“Um… Applejack? Is this a joke or something?”
“What? No! Soul was just here a moment ago!”
“Soul?!” Fluttershy eeped, hiding behind the door. “I… I don’t really want to meet her. She looks like she would want to eat my animals with those big teeth of hers.”
“Fluttershy, it ain’t like that. She don’t even eat, at least no food that I know of.” Applejack looked around, walking around the house toward the back. “Now where in the world did she-” She stopped when she was about halfway to a sight she wasn’t expecting.
Soul was just sort of… sitting there, in the middle of a group of animals. All the animals seemed rather calm, some even landing on her shoulders and head. Others got tangled in the mess of her hair where it flattened out. And those too big to do either just sat nearby. Despite all this though, Soul didn’t seem annoyed or anything like you’d imagine. She was just… quiet.
“Fluttershy! I found her. She’s out back with yer animals.”
“Oh no!” Fluttershy darted out, likely expecting a horrid scene only to find just what Applejack had. “Oh… that’s strange.”
“What do ya mean? Yer animals have always been a friendly bunch.”
“Well yes, but I’ve never seen them so… accepting. Normally they can be rather worried at first when meeting new people, but now… it’s almost like they barely see her.”
“Huh… wonder if that has something to do with Soul being a sword and all.” The two of them stood there for a few moments, watching the strange event before Applejack nudged Fluttershy a bit. “Well go on. Talk with her.”
“What? Oh no, I don’t want to interrupt… whatever she is doing. And I think-”
“Come on Fluttershy. She ain’t gonna bite, despite how she might look otherwise. ‘Sides, she seems to like animals like you do. Maybe y’all got something in common.”
“A-alright.” Fluttershy lightly flew over to Soul, stopping in mid air in front of her. “Um… hello?” Soul didn’t seem to move, her gaze just at the ground as she held her legs against her chest. “Ms. Soul are you there?” She waved a hoof in front of her eyes. “Applejack, is something wrong with her?”
“I dunno. I ain’t never seen her get like this.” She walked up, taking it slow so as to not step on any animals. “Hey Soul! Ya there?” She poked her, the physical touch seeming to wake her from her trance.
“Huh?” Soul looked around somewhat frantically before settling her eyes on the two ponies. “Oh, sorry. Were you two saying something?”
“Soul, this is Fluttershy. You remember her, right?”
Soul looked at her, said pegasus flinching slightly as she did. “Ya, I remember. I didn’t know you were an animal pony though.”
“Y-you like animals?”
“In a way.” Soul flicked one of her fingers at a squirrel who had been trying to play with it, though this didn’t discourage it from continuing to try. “Wild animals are a pain in the ass, but tamed ones are nice at times, if not annoying to take care of.”
“What happened to ya there?” Applejack spoke up. “Ya seemed to be sleeping with yer eyes open.”
“Oh. That. Well… remember when I said I could hear souls?” Applejack nodded. “Well, it’s not like your wavelengths are just repeating the sounds you make. As a matter of fact, the changes in your wavelength when you speak are incredibly subtle. Took me ages to piece that particular power together.”
“Then what are you hearing?” Fluttershy asked, seemingly interested.
“Wavelengths tend to sound like chords. The more complex a creature, the more complex the chord. When you have a lot of those chords together, it creates this kind of music only I can hear.” The squirrel that had been wrestling with her finger got a surprise as she picked her hand up, holding the squirrel up as she did. “Because you have so many animals, the sort of soul music I hear now is very… nice. I’d go into more detail, but I’d just be showing my inner music geek than.”
“Music geek? Does that mean you played an instrument?” Fluttershy meekly asked as she landed next to Soul.
“Violin for ten years before I got turned into a sword. After that I… think I picked it back up later. I don’t remember when but it feels like I haven’t gone a couple thousand years without playing.” She turned her hand so the squirrel could sit in her palm, still seemingly confused why the thing he had been playing with had suddenly start moving.
“Well… I’d like to hear you play.”
“Ya Soul!” Applejack agreed. “Why don’t you play for us sometime?”
“I…” She suddenly seemed to get tense, this being noticed by the squirrel in her hand as it leapt off. The other animals suddenly all stopped as well, almost as if she had said something to set them off. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“It… look, I just can’t. The memory of why isn’t fully there, but I feel it. Playing just sets off alarms in my head.” She took a breath, calming down before lowering her hand back to the grass where it had been. At the same time, all the animals went back to what they were doing.
“If… you don’t mind me asking than…” Fluttershy spoke. “What are you doing with my animals?”
“Oh, that? I’m not doing anything to them. Animals, unlike smarter creatures like you and I, sort of have an innate soul sense. Have you ever heard of pets being able to see ghosts and stuff like that?”
“Well yes, but I thought ghosts were just stories.”
“They are, at least I haven’t met one. I only bring it up because it shows how animals are more intune with their surroundings than we generally are. As such, I suppressed my own wavelength so that they wouldn’t be disturbed.”
“Suppressed? Like ya turned the volume down?” Applejack scratched her head.
“In a way. Because I don’t appear to have a soul, they don’t register me as fully alive, hence why they seem so willing to just mess around near me. But when you mentioned me playing, my wavelength spiked a bit, causing them to suddenly take notice.”
“Oh… doesn’t that mean you’re tricking them though?” Fluttershy said concerned.
“Kind of. Like I said though, I didn’t want to disturb them. I can only imagine how rare it is to have this many animals around after so many years that I figured I should take the chance while I had it and listen to the music.”
“Well… if you want you can come back whenever you like?”
Soul glanced at Fluttershy surprised. “I thought you were afraid of me or something?”
“I was. Sorry, by the way, but… you’re very scary looking.”
Soul snorted. “Ya, I get that a lot.”
“But now you don’t seem so scary. The monster I thought you were wouldn’t just sit there and let the animals play.”
Soul took a moment to look around before putting on a small smile. “Ya, I guess a monster wouldn’t.”
‘Oh, but you would know everything about monsters, wouldn’t you?’ Soul nearly leapt up when she heard the succubus’ voice, disturbing the animals once more.
“Soul? Ya alright?” Applejack asked.
“Y… ya. I’m fine.” She shook her head before looking to Fluttershy. “Anyway Fluttershy, it was nice meeting you when you weren’t unconscious.”
“Oh, sure. Sorry about that, by the way.”
“Eh, water under the bridge.” She yawned. “Yeesh, how long was I in that session with Twilight? It feels like it’s already sundown.”
“That’s cause it is.” Applejack chuckled.
“Oh… damn it. She’s gonna be annoyed when I get back so late.”
“Don’ worry about it Soul. Ya can stay with me again. I know a shortcut to Sweet Apple Acres from here.”
“Alright, guess that beats the picky purple princess.” In a flash of light she leapt onto Applejack’s back, turning back into a sword. Fluttershy ‘eeped’ as this happened.
“O-oh. When Applejack said you were a sword, I didn’t think… well, literally.”
“Yep, this is Soul. ‘Cording to her this is her real body but I can’t really tell the difference.”
‘Well ya, because you aren’t the one switching forms. You try changing into something else and see how off it feels even after a million times.’
Applejack ignored her comment, just shaking her head. “Anyway Fluttershy, I’ll see ya later. You have a good night.” Applejack headed out toward the farm as Fluttershy waved goodbye.
“Good bye Applejack. Good bye Soul.” Applejack headed down the road a bit before stepping off into the grass.
“So… didn’t pick ya fer the animal loving type.”
‘Oh shut it.’
“Or fer a music lover.”
“I said shut it!’ Applejack just chuckled in response, leaving Soul to pout as they continued over the hill.