"Liam? Oh no, Liam! Wake up!" I felt something pushing me. I waved a numb hand at whoever it was. "Liam! You have to wake up, now." My mom said. I opened my eyes and propped myself up. It was the middle of the night, so I couldn't see. The reason I woke up so easily, was because of the fear in her voice. She was mortally terrified.
"Mom, what's wrong." I asked, fear gripping my own throat, which felt weird. Actually, my everything feels weird. Really weird.
"We're... from your TV show!" My mom said. I tilted my head, laughing.
"Which one, you're gonna have to be more specific." I joked. I am a fan of many shows.
"The pony one!" She said, I laughed harder in response. I slowly reached for the switch to my bedside lamp.
"Oh come on! Only in my wildest fantasies would that ever-" I switched on the light. "HOLY MOTHER OF CELESTIA'S-" I held a hoof over my muzzle. Was I about to say something about Celestia, a fictional character that I have never once used in my vocabulary... OK maybe as a joke to my anti brony friends, but not causally. I quickly scrambled out of bed, falling on the floor, and stumbled on my new four hooves into my bedroom's bathroom. Once in, I jumped my front half off the ground and leaned on the counter. I stared into the mirror, and a cerulean blue alicorn stared back.
My muzzle dropped open. I rubbed the side of my face with my hoof. It was... real. It was real. It was real! I was really a pony! THIS WAS REALLY HAPPENING!!! The shock had passed, my muzzle closed, and the biggest smile of my life was plastered on my face.
"Oh... my god! This is happening... THIS IS HAPPENING!!!" I began cheering. Then, my younger sister woke up. I could tell because of her scream. I raced down the hall and into her room. "ISN'T THIS COOL!?!" I asked her. She passed out before she could answer. I started laughing, and fell on my back, in a heap of hooves, fur, and feathers. I don't care what happens next, right now, I'm happy.
"So... some magic government organisation turned the entire U.S.... into ponies..." I clarified, mostly for my own benefit rather than my families. They nodded dumbly.
“Meh. I can live with that.” I said getting up. My parents and sister stared at me. “What? I'm just being honest.” I said, honestly.
“You CAN’T be ok with this! Your humanity… Stripped away-” my mom (a light teal pegasus) began to lecture, before I interrupted.
“... And was replaced with something better.” When I said that, she looked at me like I blasphemed or something. “Look, for the longest time, I've wanted this to happen, not exactly this way… But the “myself turning into a pony” part I wanted.” They looked at me weirder. “I never expected this to actually happen… Or ever tried to make it happen (because that would be crazy) but I'm glad it did, so if you excuse me, I have some practicing to do.” I said, done with their hurtful, accusing glances.
“Practicing what?” My dad asked, wanting to join in on the conversation.
“Magic... flying... magic and flying.” I said simply. “In this world we now live in, horns= magic, wings= flight and control over weather, and BOTH= God status.” Mom looked as though she was about to slap my muzzle off… after shoving a bar of soap through it. I sighed. “The alicorns from the show (respectively) control love, the forces of magic, as well as the sun and moon themselves! If that isn’t god like, I don’t know what is!” I huffed. “Now if you excuse me, I’m going to go practice my flying.” I said, flapping my wings a few times.
“I’m gonna go with him,” my pink, fluffy little pagasister (ha ha) said, following me outside.
A few hours (and not to mention 15 hundred mouth fulls of dirt) later, I was ready to quit for today. My sister had gotten down hovering very quick, and had stopped a while ago. I on the other hoof (I’m gonna start using pony-isms now) had taken 5 times as long. I guess it’s harder for me because I’m bigger than her… yeah, I’m gonna go with that if she brings it up. I’m a bit of a nerd, so they’ll probably believe me. But anyways, as I trotted inside I looked around, nothing had changed much. My family was sitting in the living room still, as though they were waiting to wake up from a nightmare.
“Are you guys gonna stay frozen forever, or are you gonna get up and do something?” I asked.