Misplaced

by Platen Rhyme

Part 1

It had been some time, but I finally got myself to finish what I had started. But I just couldn't seem to perfect it. I sat there for hours on end typing and typing and typing until my fingers were worn to the bone. But despite the cramping pain and the late night insomnia, something about writing these stories of mine gave me a smile, not a full grin but a tiny smirk. It wasn't much but it stayed on my face as the night progressed. My eyelids grew heavy but I couldn't stop now, my state of mind was set, I was determined to finish this work of art! But I got a better idea, instead of stopping for the night, I took my laptop and set it on the foot of my bed and sat myself in front of it. It wasn't helping my eyes open but it was better than sitting at my cluttered desk.

My stories aren't about love and romance or mysterious crimes, I write about the ponies from my favorite show My Little Pony. I create imaginative adventures of my own design for the fictional ponies to explore. But between work and school I hardly have enough time nowadays to complete my stories. But tomorrow was Saturday and my place of work was going to be closed for memorial day, so now was my chance!

It was three in the morning now, my fingers hurt and my mind was popping with new ideas. The heaviness in my eyes intensified as I struggled to hold them open. My eyes shut for a second and my head dropped to my pillow but my head shot back up as I heard a small tapping at my window. I didn't check the clock, assuming it couldn't have been more than a minute that I had set my head down. I peered out my window but I couldn't see a thing, so I unlatched it and slid it open to try and get a better look.

I leaned a bit outside but still I saw nothing. So I leaned out a bit more and all of the sudden my feet lost their grip and I tumbled out of my window.

My vision was black and the pain in my head was unbearable. I assumed I had hit a rock that had been outside my window for years now so I didn't think much of the headache. I lifted my hand to rub the origin of the pain but it was then that everything got, weird. A flat surface pressed against my forehead, no fingers, not even the nubs. I knew I had been typing my fingers off but this was serious. I finally overcame the pain enough to open my eyes and my heart froze.

My hand was no hand at all, it was a hoof! That would explain why I felt no fingers, but that doesn't exp[lain what the hell is going on! I quickly got up onto all fours and took a gander at my body. Hooves, mane, tail, and even my own cutie mark?! I didn't know what to think, I was overwhelmed with joy at the fact that what I loved had become reality but I was also scared about the fact that I had no idea what happened. How would I get home? What if anyone misses me? What will my girlfriend do? Leave me and find some guy that won’t disappear to a far away fictional land of colorful ponies and friendship?

Well I had to find a way home, as much as I loved it here, with the bright trees and the chirping birds. More than I can say about the cluttered streets and filthy sidewalks of my hometown. I found a small dirt road and decided to just follow it and find out where it would take me, using that time to calibrate my mind with my new body and learning to walk on four legs. About 30 minutes passed and I feel like I had just gotten the hang or an extra two legs when I saw a small town in the distance, it looked familiar but my mind was too boggled to remember at the moment. I kept on my path and eventually made it to the town, I took a quick look around at the happy ponies and local shops until I spotted a building that was unforgettable. A tall tree with a door at its base, of course I knew who resided there, and now I remembered where I was. Ponyville! How could I forget, it was the main town in the whole show and I let it slip my mind. I wandered around aimlessly totally forgetting what I was trying to do, getting distracted by all the places and things I had once only thought was fiction.

It wasn't until I bumped into a young filly that I shook my head and got myself focused again, I had to get home. As much as wanted to stay it wasn't right. I wasn't meant to be here. But my next step was finding out how to get home. Since I was new to the whole dimension crossing thing I thought i’d find some pony to ask about my problem. Who better to ask than the smartest pony in Ponyville, the egghead herself! I approached Twilight's library and took a deep breathe. Here I was, a pony, about to meet whoo in my own opinion was best pony. I knocked my hoof against the wooden door and waited patiently. I heard hoof steps grow closer to the door followed by the unlatching of a lock. The door swung open and there she was, Twilight Sparkle. She looked at me with a smile on her face.

“Hello, may I help you?”

I would have responded to her, if I hadn't fainted that is.

I slowly opened my eyes to the feel of a wet rag laying across my forehead. I sat up and took a look around. I was in Twilights library. She must have taken me in when I fainted, but where was she now? I slowly got back onto all fours and shook my head. I picked the rag up with my teeth and set it on the table next to the bed that I had been rested on. I thought to myself that she must be out at the market or something so I just made my way downstairs and started peering at all the books that covered the walls and packed the shelves. I took one of the books and set it on her podium. I flipped it open only to gasp at what I had just discovered. I would've never known.

Comments

[Frost Fire]

How about some music for that last bit
[youtube=http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SJoky3CQr40]

[Scribblestick]

(TO BE CONTINUED)
-Part 2 will be posted on a later date-

That's what the "Incomplete" status is for.