Unlucky seven

by Pinklestia

01 Wish

~~*Twilight The Wish Granter*~~

So I was watching the calm sea at night, under the star filled sky, it was beautiful. I could see the full moon, and we were in the spring and the soft breeze danced with my mane. There was only one thing that could have made that moment perfect…….friends.

I was alone, and that made me sad. I wanted friends. Then something nagged me in the back of my mind, names of friends I missed.

Moondancer, Firefly, Posey, Sparkler, Surprise and Applejack.

Oh, how I missed them. Yet at the same time I was smart enough to know that the friends I was missing weren't my own. You see, I woke up naked, without any belongings, and in the form of a unicorn. But strangely, I didn't feel perturbed by that fact, maybe because I was in denial, maybe because everything else was so perfect it was easy to convince myself I was just having a pleasant dream.

It's like I have my own memories of being a human, as well as those of the unicorn I've become. I couldn't help but find it all very confusing. Equally confusing was that I'm a bit smaller than a unicorn should be. You might even say I'm 'pony-sized'... sorry, that was an awful pun. Granted, the unicorn I turned into happens to share the name of a series of books I hate with all my passion but... Hey. Is it so bad to be a unicorn that can grant wishes?

I am Twilight, the unicorn astronomer, the lover of the night sky. My magic is even strong enough to grant wishes as long as I do it at night under the full moon. Maybe, if I wished it hard enough, I would find some company, that was what I was thinking. After all, the sky was honestly beautiful that night. So I let myself be surrounded by a strange purple mist and I made my wish, now that I think about it, maybe it was a selfish wish.

"I am Twilight the unicorn astronomer, the wish granter, and I have but one wish," I whispered then took a breath.

"I wish to meet my friends once more." There was a surge, my coat suddenly stood on end. My horn tingled and sparks danced before my eyes. A moment later my vision blurred and suddenly went black as unconsciousness claimed me. I'm still not entirely sure if my wish was what started this. That caused the others to change as well. What I am sure of however, is that it was what brought us together.

So, what do you think, was I selfish? Should I have wished to become human again? Oh, right, you don't talk. I think that it was kind of selfish, and I really should have wished to be human again. But hey! In my defense, I didn't think anything of that was real, I thought it was some kind of dream, alright? But...If I had wished to be human again, if I didn't bring all of us together... Maybe we wouldn't be locked up right now. So yes, they have the right to be angry with me, I deserve their hate.

Because I was selfish, I could have wished for everypony to change back during the next full moon, but I didn't want to, know why? Because, as a human, I was stuck in a wheelchair after being stupid and driving while drunk. Because I was told, being only a sixteen year old girl…that I might never walk again. And then I found myself being able to walk again, having magic, being a unicorn. Having the power to grant wishes, knowing so much about the night sky I have always loved. Do you honestly think I wanted to lose that?

But, besides all that, I was scared, scared that if we became humans again, I would lose my new friends. I should have been more honest with them. honesty is one of the six elements, right? Not that I knew anything about that back then, I never watched the new show. Heck, all I knew about the old show was that Midnight Castle special and only because I watched it on a dare.

And despite all that, I don't want to give up my hope. I want to fix things, to mend our friendship, to make our small team stronger than the parts that make it. I don't know how, but I have to try.

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~~*Moondancer the Dream Weaver*~~

You know, I'm not really sure how all this started. I just remember waking up in the middle of the night feeling unbearably hot. Now this normally isn't too unusual, I hate the heat and especially during summer. I much prefer winter and fall to be honest. But it felt strange this time because as I got up I couldn't help but feel as if something is... Off.

My first clue was that my pillow was lifted up by my head. I know this for the odd pressure / weight on my forehead. 'Who?' unfortunately my sleep addled mind obviously wasn't alert enough to figure that out. Instead, I shook my head, my pillow falling from the bed to the floor below. With that and a yawn, I looked around my darkened bedroom.

It was night, obviously, so everything was dark. The admittedly small room, I have is filled to the brim with three things. Video-Games would be the most prominent, PS1, PS2, PSP, Gamecube, DS, 3DS, PC, and even some on my Tablet, I have them all situated in my room with plenty of games for them.

I also have an Xbox 360 in the living room, but that is beside the point.

The second most numerous thing in my room has got to be DVDs, I have entire shelves stocked full with them. The DVD's include movies such as The Godfather trilogy to other less known movies and the like. I also have a number of TV shows on DVD such as Gargoyles, an old favorite to this day, Batman TAS, Doctor Who, and a plethora of others.

The third most numerous thing in my room is definitely books. Aside from the numerous Manga lining a little cabinet I got from my mom I also have several hard-back copies of the Harry Potter series. I even have some comics here and there. Last are two rows of books situated in a little alcove at the head of my bed, which I sleep on upside down...

What? So I like to sleep on my bed in a weird way! Don't judge me!

Anyways...

My alarm clock is on, thus I see that it is some time passed midnight. My sleep addled mind is still too foggy to really tell the exact time and I honestly don't care. Normally I'd snuggle back into my covers and sleep all morning. 'Do I have work today?' I briefly wonder then shake my head. No, I'm off for the next few days, my brain responds.

The reason I'm not slipping back into the land of slumber is actually what started my decent into panic. Now given that I'm looking around my room I can't help but notice something that just feels off. That one thing sticks with me, and causes me no small amount of confusion for sure. Really it's more like a nagging feeling of something being abnormal.

It is such a small thing that I probably shouldn't even notice it. But I do...

That one thing is that everything looks a little bit bigger.

"Huh?" and just like that the 'everything is bigger' thing goes right out the window. "Wait, what?" The voice that I just heard came from me, but is not my own. I make to reach for my throat and, wouldn't you know it, I feel something flat and hard on my neck instead.

I immediately look to the source of this feeling and, there we are, a hoof. White in color attached to an equally white leg. I follow the leg to the whither of a horse, a very small horse. I blink and then feel my eye twitch as I follow the whither into a barrel and then the flank of a horse. On that flank is a purple moon surrounded by purple stars greets, while a tail of red hair with a single purple streak flicks behind me.

I took only one moment to glance beneath my legs and well...

At some point I started breathing hard, my eyes probably dilated and then it occurred to me that I'm about to freak out. At that point I looked around, grabbed a pillow, then added another to be safe, and screamed my lungs out. I was lucky my step-father is a heavy sleeper or he might've woken up from the shriek that followed.

I was so lucky I had the presence of mind to grab those pillows before I shrieked. Once I finished my little freak out, I fell back and breathed heavily. I internally tried to reason out what was going on, the thing I hoped for was that I'd finally gone completely mad. That was preferable to whatever insanity had become my reality.

'I can't be a pony, I can't be! That doesn't happen in real life! That seriously doesn't happen in real life! You're dreaming, yeah, you have to be dreaming! I'll prove it too, you can't read in a dream.' I told myself. With that I looked around and spotted an open box for one of my PSP games was on the floor and narrowed my eyes.

"Metal Gear Solid, Peace..." I stopped and felt my eye twitch. 'No no no no! You're dreaming dammit! You can't read that in a dream!' I mentally shouted at my brain, but it wasn't cooperating with me. Now with a feeling of dread I slowly wiggled to the side of my bed and looked down.

'I have to do something, I've got to wake up,' I really seem to have a problem coming to terms with all this huh? Though in my defense, just because I like MLP, the new one, doesn't mean I want to randomly become a pony. Especially not a girl pony. That is just wrong on so many levels I can't even begin to count 'em all.

That thought firmly in mind I slowly moved my legs down and slid to the floor. Quietly so as not to wake the folks, or my sister... Wait, was she even home right now? 'Is it Wednesday or the weekend?' I briefly wondered then shook my head. That could wait until after I managed to liberate myself from this crazy dream.

At least that's what I wanted to do.

Unfortunately for me, as I landed I came to a startling realization. I am no longer plantigrade, and my back legs are essentially reverse jointed. It is with that thought that I instantly noticed how odd my back legs felt as I stood up.

'How do I walk with these?' I wondered to myself. I pawed at my carpeted floor for a moment. Unease was starting to grow and fester in my mind. If I couldn't walk I could be found looking like this come morning.

'Eh, actually no one really ever comes in here,' I admit to myself. Thank the lord for small blessings I suppose. With the threat of being found gone I instead try to move my new limbs. 'Strange thing is that they don't feel new,' I admit to myself. That in and of itself feels rather strange to be honest.

Regardless I move my front leg forward. I then look to my back leg only to frown. 'Reverse jointed, how do I move it?' I wondered to myself and rubbed my chin with a hoof. That caused me to blink and stare at my front limb with a lowered jaw. 'A horse's forelimbs do not move like that in reality!' I told myself.

Well apparently reality just became a little bit stranger than normal.

'That doesn't even make any sense!'

Would you rather reality hinder you?

'Well no but,'

Then shut up and work with it!

'Fine!'

Aside from the fact I just had an argument with my brain, and lost, I returned to the problem at hoof. 'Oh dear lord I'm already slipping into that crazy pony lingo,' I bemoan mentally. Regardless I return to the problem at... no, not going there. I simply let out a snort through my nose and try to move forward.

Strangely enough my back legs move forward.

'Huh? It doesn't even feel like I'm doing anything different,' I can't help but note incredulously.

Maybe it's just that easy, it my just be pony instincts or muscle memory.

'Shut up brain, if I want your input I'll ask for it,' I tell my think muscle with a frown. With the voice in my head no silent I return to my walk through my room. I nose my door open, literally I might add, and slowly creep out into the hall. At the end of the hall is the bathroom, opposite it is the living room. We live in a trailer, small, but it's paid for so who cares.

Entering into the bathroom I slowly place my hooves onto the sink and pull myself into a standing position. I look at my face and feel my eyes slowly widen at what I see. My head is too round for a pony, with short muzzle and ears perched on the sides of my head. My messy / wavy mane is bright crimson red with a single purple streak.

My eyes are also purple, and I have a beauty mark beneath my right eye. Strangely that beauty mark was there even as a boy...

It is then I take time to note the fluted horn perched at the center of my brow. I lift a hoof to tap it and frown slightly to myself. I feel a strange sensation of pressure when I touch it. I then lean on the sink and place both my hooves on the sides of my horn. The pressure is still there but that is it, no other sensation whatsoever.

'I see, so my horn isn't sensitive but it does have a dulled sense. Maybe that is to warn a pony before they smash it into something. Or so that they don't walk into something and break it,' I reason internally. I then shake such thoughts from my head and bite my hoof. 'It has the same feeling of pressure, no pain,' I note and frown.

'So my horn is made of the same material as my hooves? That could explain why a Pegasi can walk on clouds in MLP, if it's made of the same thing as a unicorn's horn, they could theoretically channel magic. The same would also be true of an Earth-Pony, with their own brand of most likely plant and earth based magic,' I decide with a nod.

I then shake my head and focus on more important matters. 'Like waking up from this crazy ass dream,' I remark to myself. That in mind I look to the sink and find myself frowning. 'How do I even turn on the water with hooves?' I wonder to myself.

'Magic?' I consider and frown in thought. 'How would I even use magic?' I wonder to myself. In MLP the most they showed was that levitation took little to no effort. However I'm not sure how that works or what they do to activate their magic. Added to that I don't want to make any unnecessary light or I'll probably be discovered.

'No, I'll just stick to what I know for now,' I decide with a nod of my head. That decided I quickly come to the conclusion that I most likely cannot turn on the sinks faucet.

But ponies in MLP can turn things with hooves.

'I don't care, I'm feeling insane enough as is, without trying to turn things with my hooves!'

Then how do you purpose to wake yourself up?

'I'll just use the faucet in the bathtub, the faucet is low enough for me to turn the knobs with my mouth,'

Okay, then why didn't you go for the bathtub first?

'Because I wanted to get a look at myself!'

Why? I thought this was all just a crazy dream.

'Oh shut up!'

Temper temper.

Ignoring my smart-alack brain I move to the bathtub. Slipping inside I quickly grab a towel and pull it into the tub with me. That done I set it below the faucet and turn the cold knob. I allow the water to pour out onto the towel and turn it off as soon as it's soaked through. That done I lift it up and fling it onto my face.

The sudden cold strikes me like a bolt of lightning. I feel infinitely more aware now than I had before. I shake my head and fling the towel to the side. With a blink of my eyes I take a breath and look down...

I'm still a pony...

'No! This isn't happening, this can't be happening!'

I could've told you that wouldn't work.

'What! Then why didn't you!'

Because you're being difficult.

'Then how did you know it wouldn't work?'

We're too aware, we can't read in a dream, you were groggy before you started to notice things. I could go on but I think you've got the jist of it.

'B-But that means,'

It means get used to being a tiny horse, we're awake.

'No, this can't be happening! It's got to be a dream!'

Denial isn't just a river in Egypt.

'Shut up,' I weakly told my brain. That aside I took a breath and then slipped back out of the tub. The thoughts swimming through my head were mostly questions of what was happening. How did I become a pony? Why this specific pony? What was I going to do now? Those were just the few thoughts I could make sense of out of the chaos that was my mind.

I slunk back into my room and fell to the floor with a quiet thump. I brought my hooves over my head and tried to reason out what I could do from here. 'I can't stay here. Even if mom or Brad don't come into my room they'll notice if they don't see me all day. They'll find me and I sincerely doubt they'd believe I'm me,' I decided with a soft exhale.

Obviously.

'What part of shut up don't you understand?' With the irritating logical side to my brain silent, I set about my plan.

What plan?

'Quiet you!' Okay so maybe that logical part of my brain was actually the witty part of my brain. I'm not really sure which but I don't think it likes me either way. Shaking those thoughts from my mind I move around my room to collect a few things I'll need.

First is a messenger bag, it's olive drab in color and I got it from the Smithsonian when I was a kid. I thought of it as an adventurers bag or something. What? I liked Indiana Jones as a kid, still do actually. Cut me some slack here...

That found I opened it and started to root around through it. Pulling a utility belt from it, a useless one, I toss it to the side and make some room for the essentials. I also remove a few more things I'll have no use for and lay them to the side. All that remains is a leather journal I've never had to use, some tarot cards I got from Dishonored, and a flask.

My tablet is the first thing I grab and add to the bag, along with a stylus, keyboard, and the charger. With it I could use the WIFI to hopefully use the internet and figure out my next move. I'd have to get close to the house to use it of course, but that was the only downside. If nothing else I can maybe send out a call for help or something if things get too bad.

Second I grabbed my LC-2 belt, I bought it and a couple pouches for a Naked Snake cos-play a while back. Unfortunately it never really panned out since my sister forgot to tell me when the con at her school was going to happen. The olive drab belt is made for a human waist, but I'd say it'll still fit on me even like this.

From one of the pouches I nose a familiar olive drab bandanna and start to tie it around my head. As I do a familiar and increasingly annoying voice chooses to but in yet again.

The bandanna and equipment belt are pointless. If you're going to leave you should pack light and take only the bare essentials.

'The belt could be useful, it has a bunch of room in case I need to carry stuff. You never know when you'll need to carry a bunch of stuff when you're basically on the run.'

Point.

'Ha!'

The bandanna is still useless though.

'Shut up!' If nothing else that voice at least distracted me enough to tie the bandanna around my head. I ended up having to use my teeth to hold some of it and work my hooves around to get it to tighten. It was thus tied at the side of my head, but it worked. That done I looked around for anything else I could use.

'Maybe I should also take that harness I bought for the Solid Snake costume,' I considered.

What possible use could that be?

'It's a hoisting harness, use it with a rope and you tell me...'

Okay that could be useful... It also doesn't weigh too much. Wait, can you even wear that thing in a pony body?

'Uh... I can try,' I reply. That in mind I look to the harness in question and pull it out with my mouth. Looking it over for a moment I slip into it and then pull on some straps to tighten it. Once it's sufficiently snug I felt a slight smirk cross my lips.

'Yep, it fits.'

Fine, I suppose that works.

'Thanks!'

Just remember not to bring the whole of our room with us...

'Oh alright then smart guy, what should I take then?'

Bandages.

'Already in the IFAK pouches on my belt.'

Hmm... Antiseptic?

'Uh... I don't think we have any here.'

Mom was a nurse, how does she not have antiseptic?

'She does, but I'd have to sneak passed her to get it. She's a light sleeper and I really don't want to know what she'd do if she saw a unicorn sneaking around her room.'

Right, that makes sense. Never mind that then, how about a flashlight.

'In one of my the mag pouches.'

Color me impressed. A rope?

'I think we have one outside for the dogs, I'll grab it before I leave.'

Wait, dogs, how do we get by them without 'em making a racket?

'They're asleep right now,'

Good. Then how about a compass?

'Uh... I actually don't have one.'

Wonderful, so you have three compass pouches but you don't even have one compass to your name.

'What! It's not like I really anticipated a situation like this. Besides I know all the fields and back roads around here like the back of my hand... Err... Hoof.'

Point to you.

'Thank you.'

Still stupid though.

'If I still had fingers I'd so flip you the bird...'

Since I'm you, you'd just be flipping yourself off.

'Quiet!' I grumbled internally while feeling an urge to glare at myself. With a shake of my head I went about the task of getting my belt on, and then fastened it. I was never so thankful for it having one of those heavy duty buckles that you pressed to release. Snapping it closed around my waist was easier than a metal buckle would've been.

With a quick breath I sling my messenger bag on over my right whither and used the carabiner on my harness to hold it out of the way. Now that I feel like I'm properly prepared for my trip. I start to leave only to stop and quickly grab my cloak then stuff it into the large pack on the back of my belt.

We don't need that.

'No, but since I don't have a way to carry a blanket I'd like to have some way to stay warm. The cloak is small enough to stuff in my pack and also to wear, and I can use it as a blanket for when it gets too cold out there, thank you very much,' I deadpan.

Oh... well point to you then.

Smiling smugly at my victory, I trot out of my room. I then halt and look around for a moment. My step father sleeps on the couch most nights, my mom and he have had a lot of arguments about this too. Though that is neither here no nor now, as I slink to the door. I glance up to see one of our dogs, a miniature Schnauzer named Fifi.

Well technically she's named Lacey, we just call her Fifi for some reason.

Slowly I moved up and balanced myself on the door before grabbing the handle in my mouth. I grimaced at the taste before glancing at Fifi from the corner of my eye. She was still asleep and I was thankful for small miracles. Slowly turning the door handle I halted when one of her ears gave a sudden twitch.

I stilled for several moments before continuing and opening the door. Slipping outside I bit down into the door and pulled it. Once it was almost closed I used the railing on the porch to heft myself up and grab the handle to close it completely. 'Good, no barking dogs,' I thought and exhaled a relieved breath.

Once that was done I slowly crept down the old steps of our porch. Once my hooves hit the ground I trotted to the side of the porch and frowned. 'Wasn't the rope here?' I wondered to myself. 'Brad probably put it up,' I decided with a frown. Given my step fathers OCD nature I had an idea where it would be.

Trotting around to the side of the trailer I came to our shed and hoofed the doors open. I grimaced at the noise they made and glanced to the house. No sounds of dogs barking at me, so hopefully no one heard the creaky old door open. I took a quick look inside the cluttered shed and then spotted the rope laying nearby.

'Good,' I thought and grabbed the rope with my mouth. I grimaced and shivered from the taste. 'There seriously needs to be an easier way to do this,' I decide with a frown. With a shake of my head I toss that thought aside. I had no idea how to use magic and I probably wasn't going to learn anytime soon. I could handle the taste for now.

That in mind I slip the rope into the back on the back of my belt with the cloak. With my gear complete, or at least feeling as complete as I can make it. I look around for a moment and then trot away from the house. I also take a note not to stick too close to home, the chickens mom had out back would make a racket if I did.

'Not that they don't make a racket on a normal day,' I admit to myself. Still it was better to be safe than sorry. As such I took the long way around the pool out back and slipped into our neighbors yard. Once there I could see all the way to the graveyard a distance from our house and the forest beyond that.

My destination was neither, it was instead an abandoned barn. With my destination set I trotted that way at a brisk pace. I only hoped that I wouldn't be like this for long. Barring that, I hoped I could figure out what was going on with me. Mostly how I became a pony and how I could change back to normal.

'I swear if I find out that Discord had something to do with this I'm gonna buck him in the face!' I mentally declared as I entered the abandoned barn. Looking around I found it full of old burnt junk and creepy newspaper clippings.

'Just like the last time I saw it.'

Feeling somewhat safe I found a corner and pulled my cloak from my pack. Snuggling into it I lay my head against my hooves and close my eyes tiredly. 'Maybe I'll wake up and all this really will have been nothing but a dream,' I can't help but hope. Though to be honest, I'm almost certain that my hope is in vain...

Author's Note:

Story by Pinklestia with the collaboration of BreakDown

NOTICE: WE ARE LOOKING FOR BETA READERS FOR THIS STORY!

Comments

[Lab]

Not bad, but there's some awkward phrasing, minor typos, and extraneous detail.

It's too bad Moon Dancer didn't have a PTEK.

[Voldine]

This is okay so far, but needs a proofreading and editing pass. I'll be watching for future updates, and hoping the quality improves.

[Pinklestia]

4691453

4691454

Since this story mostly involves G1 and the characters of Friendship is Magic only get mentioned, I was unable to get a beta reader for this story.

[Lab]

4691511 What editing/proofreading groups have you searched?

[Pinklestia]

4691582

The three editors I use for Fim stuff, and I looked at fanfiction.net beta readers. Is been months and no dice, so the choice was to edit the story myself as best as I could or just never publish it. I really like the story so it was the former.

[Lab]

4691801 And that's completely fine. There are some editing groups on this site that are worth looking into.

Here's an assortment that should cover just about any writer's skill level:

Authors Helping Authors

School For New Writers

The Proofreader Group

Overly Extensive Editors

Writers and Reviewers Institute for Technical Excellence

[Altered Giratina]

Hey, you are using the G1 ponies!

[Pinklestia]

4693231

Yes, that was the idea.

[bluemoon1996]

Go on

[Rainbow Sparkle]

An interesting first chapter. With hope when I read the next chapter, I'll find out how the person stuck in Twilight ended up in that body, and how the heck the poor Moondancer is going to end up in Equestria.

Or, rather, on Earth, or wherever they all are exactly. There are implications that one of them is on Equestria, or somewhere else, while another seems to be on Earth.

Shall read the next one soon. And also, I'd be happy to be a pre-reader.

[Big Brain Boi]

I like it. I do not regret losing sleep to read this.

I probably will regret it at school though...

[newhope0722]

Time to re-read again

[newhope0722]

English is not my native language, so I am probably wrong

With the voice in my head no silent I return to my walk through my room.

I don't know ... " no silent " .. maybe it is just silent ?

We're too aware, we can't read in a dream, you were groggy before you started to notice things. I could go on but I think you've got the jist of it.

I think it is gist ?

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And chapter 2 ..

"Maybe, just maybe I am not really a pony, just insane. Yes, that would be good, nice paddled walls, a straitjacket, three meals a day, all the drugs I could ever want."

I think that is .. padded walls ?

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Chapter 4

 She had dubbed herself a clutz due to her earlier trials.

Klutz ?

That does little to comfort me as I wonder into the cold dark forest in the middle of the night.

wander ?

[KittyrinnAiko]

Unfortunately for me, as I landed I came to a startling realization. I am no longer plantigrade, and my back legs are essentially reverse jointed. It is with that thought that I instantly noticed how odd my back legs felt as I stood up.

Horses are not reverse jointed. That backward bit that looks like a reverse knee is the ankle. Sometimes called a false knee in memes.