Chapter Nine: This is gonna be great!
I stirred in my seat, desperately trying to properly speak my mind to Soarin. The first thing on my mind was me wondering what tipped off Soarin that I felt like a transcolt. There were so many questions buzzing in my head, but that question was the most prevalent. Because of this, I chose it first to talk about, "Well, Soarin..." I started, "You said you could tell I'm a..."
Soarin cut me off, knowing I was having trouble with my words, "A transcolt? Haha, of course." he merely replied, laughing to himself and shaking his head.
"How?" I asked simply.
Soarin smiled and rolled his eyes, "I got used to it. Obviously, transponies aren't too common a thing, yeah?" I nodded my head and he continued, "Well, out of those, even less are willing to openly talk about it. So when I'm one of those few and random ponies come knocking on my door, I can assume they want to know about something I know quite a thing or two about." I nodded as he went on, "I don't mind though, really. People have to get their information from somewhere, ent it?"
"That's really nice of you. I wouldn't like people coming over to my house all the time with....lots of questions."
Soarin waved a hoof at me, "I'm already a celebrity, what's another question or two? So anyway, ask me another." Soarin smiled at me genuinely, but I still didn't want to pry too far into his personal feelings, even if it helped me to figure out my own. The room went quiet again as I sorted out my thoughts. Soarin waited patiently for me. I supposed that the biggest thing I wanted to know was simply how he knew he was a transcolt.
"Well...How did you figure out...how did you figure it out?" I timidly asked.
Soarin smiled and thought for a brief moment, "I just knew something wasn't right, ya know? Between you and me, I was preeetty girly when I was young." Soarin winked at me as my eyes rudely bulged.
"You? Really?"
Soarin laughed comfortably and nodded, "For sure. And I enjoyed it for what it was, but it still wasn't really me, yeah? Of course I'd adapted to what normalities fillies grow up with, but it was more than a habit of growing up with my peers and conformity than it was me really expressing myself." I nodded, thinking hard about it...I felt the same way. "You know, fillies are into fashion so I got into fashion. Of course, if that's not you, that's totally fine! Ponies figure it out all sorts of ways. They start feeling it at different ages."
"That makes sense..." Soarin handed the conversation over to me again as I formed a question in my mind, "So what'd you do? I mean...you don't look anything like a mare." I asked.
Soarin smiled and continued on, "Haha, thanks. First, I chopped my mane off. My mom helped me with that actually. That was when I was around 14. Then I met with my school's music teacher who taught me how to retrain my voice so that it was lower and I sounded less like a squeaky filly."
I sighed, somewhat frustrated with myself, "That...that's not really what I mean." Soarin raised his eyebrows, "I mean...your muzzle. It's squared off like a typical colt."
Soarin's eyes lowered and he came closer to me, "Magic. Literally, Magic. There's this special doctor in Canterlot. Only one in Equestria! I went to see her and she specializes in that kind of hard-core transformation magic. Reconstruction and what not. Real powerful. Real hard to do. She told me that normally she worked on ponies that had been in accidents or born with deformations, but that she had helped a few transponies out in her time. So she agreed to help me! For a price, she was able to help me look more like a colt! This was only a few years before the Wonderbolts got their big break. I'd gotten some money from the Wonderbolts already, that's what it went to."
I looked down at my hooves and smiled a little, “Magic, huh?” I muttered to myself, looking over at Soarin; to which he replied with a smile. Then he grabbed an apple from the side table and ate it silently for a moment, waiting patiently for me to continue.
It was unbelievable. All problems I face with this could be cured with magic. Could it be possible to change the color of my mane, perhaps? It seemed possible and I laughed to myself, imagining myself with perhaps green hair instead of pink. Soarin appeared to enjoy my silence, perhaps being able to guess what I was thinking about. I looked at Soarin, who was still munching away; his tail was flicking about, happily.
“So you’re really okay with me asking questions?” It was true that the amount of questions in my head I could ask Soarin were practically limitless because of how much I knew at this point.
Soarin nodded, swallowing a piece of apple. “For sure! Especially for you. If you’re thinking you’re a transpony then I hope I can answer every question you have.” I smiled gratefully. Soarin was such a genuine pony, he seemed to really be at peace with himself and being a transpony.
So I got to work. I asked him basic questions like how to tell people, I asked him really hard questions like if the magic hurts, and I asked any sort of question I could find in any nook or cranny of my brain relating to being a transpony. Eventually my flow of questions slowed, at which point Soarin’s maid brought us mugs of apple juice.
“It’s a little dense…all this information…” Soarin noted after the maid left the room while sipping from his cup, “but you’ll get there. It’ll make sense. You’re smart.”
I blushed and blinked away from him; nobody had ever called me smart before. Kind, yes. But smart? “Thank you…” I whispered, slowly sipping from my own mug of apple juice.
Soarin laughed, “If you want to start working on changing, I think you’ll have to be a little louder than that, sport.” Soarin said, laughing to me. I laughed with him as my tension released again. I felt lucky to have met such a guy like Soarin. He and I now shared a similarity that no one else either of us knew had. We weren't common, but we had that in common. I’d started to feel a certain connection yet him, yet I barely knew him.
“I like you Fluttershy.” Soarin told me later in the evening, “When you get around to talking, you’re real funny.” I shook my head, giggling at what Soarin was telling me.
“No way, I’m like a tree. Not funny and not…well...thank you.” Soarin burst out laughing again. Hours had passed since my friends had left Soarin’s house and while there weren't many silences in conversation anymore, they were comfortable silences when they came. Like now.
“Well, I’d better get home. It’s late and I need to feed Angel, my bunny.”
Soarin’s eyes got wide, “You have a bunny? I love bunnies!” he stated as his voice went up a notch, “That is so cute!” Soarin loved bunnies? Who knew! I laughed with him as I got up from my chair. Soarin walked me to the door and ended the evening with a hug.
“So glad I met you Fluttershy, this is gonna be great!”
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3481191 I just posted it! Sorry about the wait.
3538848 Haha thank you!
3591954 Absolutely not! Was just on a brief hiatus!
Hm. No offence but this story feels like European propaganda book for children about tolerance toward gay-lesbian-parents. It is bad that they die out because of this tolerance.
But i will gove you credit, you are brave writer.
3606136 Uhm...you're surprised it sounds like it's for children and preaches about tolerance? Do you know what website this is on?
Something that I found in various chapters that threw me off a bit was how you were attributing speech and actions between paragraphs. For example:
In this case, it's a bit clear, especially with just Fluttershy and Soarin talking. When it's a pile of ponies, not as much. I would've gone with:
It's a decent guideline to use, although there are some areas that can go either way--'Soarin winked at me ... ' could be there, or before Fluttershy asking 'You? Really?' easily enough.
Also, I think you were wobbling between using 'Soarin' and 'Soren'; rather easy to do the latter, with it being a proper human name.
As far as the plot itself and how things are going? Hm. No comment on how 'likely' Fluttershy being that way is, of course; if she weren't, the story would be rather shorter. There's only one around here that I can think of that treated this as a serious thing (I forget the title, tho), and it compares decently. It'll be interesting to see where this goes--town reaction (if any), family discussion, and of course the chat you get to have before seeing that Canterlot specialist ...
Does this mean that Fluttershy is a Sweet Transvestite?
3606547 God dammit, you got that stuck in my head!
for a transgendered person such as myself, this story is perfect. ive felt the same fears fluttershy felt in this fic when i was trying to come out to people. course, it was even worse for me since im m-f from a christian family
either way, i absolutely can not wait for the next chapter, and i give this all of my loves
okay, maybe not ALL of them. Alchemist's Heart is still best fic
3606547
NO.
3606425 Thanks for this! I didn't really understand what you were saying at first, but my boyfriend is a professional writer/editor and completely agrees with you. I had no idea that someone could get away with formatting that way!
3607508 I'm so glad you're enjoying it!
Glad to see this back -- and that Flutters has a friend in which to confide.
3609502 I'm so glad you're enjoying it!
Ahhh, finally!
Nice work so far. :D
3699737 Thanks for your comments, I'm glad you've been enjoying so far! I absolutely agree. I'm trans myself and transgenderism isn't how you feel about how others feel about you OR how you feel about others, it's how you feel about yourself.
3687765 Thank you!
3709848
It's very inspiring to see somebody so comfortable with themself. Great story to.
This is an amazing story. I've read about Fluttershy being a transmare but never a transcolt. I hope you continue this because it's an awesome read.
3742989 Thank you! :)
3746293 Thank you! I am, I have plans for this story indeed.
I'm working on the next chapter RIGHT NOW
3781980 No need for specifics, liking it is enough for me!
The picture of fluttershy looking into the water with the trans symbols was done by me. I pulled the picture on the cover screen (of fluttershy crying looking into the puddle---a screencap from the show) into Photoshop and also brought in a black trans symbol, then did lots of editing. The pictures at the beginning of each chapter are simple vector images (again, from the show) put together (again, by me). If there was credit due, I would DEFINITELY give it. 
Edit: oh! And it says in the description, but the art on Chapter two is from a user on DeviantArt, the link: http://anonymousmogma.deviantart.com/art/Tea-time-280610814
Okay, Luke, this type of thing isn't really my cup o' tea, but you have me hooked. I hope more will come out soon.
EDIT: That smiley, I swear, was not purposeful due to story, though it is all too fitting.
3847437
Absolutely possible!!!
3847455 You're right, that's completely obvious and I missed it. Once I release another chapter I'm going to go in and do a "spring cleaning" of sorts for all my chapters---I will definitely add that that!
3847492 I'm SO glad! And yes, I'm running with it. There may be long breaks between chapter releases I've never done this before and have to get used to the "periodical releasing" type of thing), but I wont abandon the story.
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Well, your still not getting a Gala ticket just for cleaning. But I'll check them out when they get their polish. Yay, don't abandon this story. Please. I've never been great with scheduled releases either. It shouldn't matter too much as long as the readers are alerted before a possible dry spell.
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4026553 Okay don't do this. If you have an issue, say it. Be blunt as hell. Give it to me straight. But this? This is completely pointless. Do you not like the story? The idea of the story? One chapter? I genuinely want to know so I can better it and my writing. So add a bit of context for me.
3869938 The idea I was trying to display in your first point was the idea that a lot of transpeople face. That they don't want to BE another gender but want to BE WITH another gender (In this case: she doesn't want to BE a guy, she wants to BE WITH a guy). Shaking a head generally is taken as negative so the point I'm trying to get at here is that she is denying the notion that she just wants a dude to be with. On the other side, transmen are often described as confused lesbians. With the comment of "do you like mares?" followed by "I shook my head helplessly, feeling irritated that she wasn't believing me.", Fluttershy is also denying this common misconception. It is irrelevant in this conversation to what gender(s) she is into.
As for the two ponies running into opposite directions. That was pure idiocy on my part. I'll change that.
I sense a deafening in the force, like a million happy fans...
...were suddenly squeeing.