1 - Shattering
"Husband not go alone," Yona had said, and the rumble in her voice had told Sandbar that arguing would be a bad idea.
So he didn't argue. It was his favorite sort of decision: an easy one.
Asking Sweetie Belle and Tender Taps to keep an eye on the Boutique had been an easy decision, too. They'd done it before when he and Yona had taken vacations, and everyone in Ponyville knew them. So it wasn't like he had to worry about that.
Which just meant he could worry more about the letter. Sitting beside Yona now in their compartment on the train, Sandbar dug through his saddlebags, wrapped his teeth gently around the scroll, pulled it out, and smoothed it open with his hooves.
"Dear Sandbar," it started, and that right there was enough to worry him. When she'd been Headmare Twilight, he'd had no problem with her calling him by name. But now that the absolute monarch of all Equestria knew who he was? That just didn't seem right.
After all, he'd never wanted to be anything special, had never really wanted anything till he'd met Yona and the others. Which had pretty much done it for him not being special: married now to the most beautiful yak in the world, the two of them full partners with Rarity in a fashion empire that seemed to be expanding every time he blinked, "not special" pretty much wasn't an option for him at this point.
He sighed and went back to the letter.
"I hope this finds you well, but I hope even more that you can take time away from your schedule to call upon me here at Canterlot Tower. I know you write to Gallus regularly, and I also know that you see Silverstream there in Ponyville due to her teaching position at the School of Friendship. But five days ago as I write this, Silverstream burst into the palace, evading the entirety of the palace guard including Gallus, and plunged straight into a magical artifact that I wasn't even aware she knew existed."
It gave Sandbar a chill every time he read that part. Silverstream tried pretty hard to make it seem like she was happy and goofy and laughing all the time. But anycreature who really knew her knew that she had a lot more going on than that.
"This artifact," the letter continued, "is a mirror built by Starswirl the Bearded more than a millennium ago. It leads to another world much like our own but inhabited by two-legged creatures called 'humans.' Ponies are transformed into humans when they cross through the mirror, but the question of what becomes of non-ponies hasn't been much explored. Spike becomes a dog, for instance, so we assume other dragons would as well, but since Equestrian magic is very unpredictable on the other side of the mirror, we try to limit crossings as much as possible."
That part deserved a chill of its own, and it definitely got it. He'd seen more than his share of weirdness in his life, but stepping through a mirror and turning into some two-legged creature? He shivered again.
"Husband cold?" Yona asked. She scootched closer and leaned till her whole gorgeous side was pressing against him, and that was more than enough to get things warming up.
"Thanks, babe," he said, thinking that maybe he should forget about the rest of the letter and just concentrate on Yona for the rest of the trip.
But no. This was one of those times when the easy decision wasn't the right one. So he went back to reading.
"Gallus wanted to go through immediately to bring Silverstream back, but I felt we should allow her some time if she needed it: I'd managed to catch a quick glimpse of her face as she'd darted to the mirror, and she'd seemed very upset. The next day, however, when Silverstream hadn't returned, I acceeded to Gallus's request. He felt certain that this was a friendship problem and that, by going alone, he would be able to help her and limit the human world's exposure to Equestrian magic.
"Since it's now been four days and he hasn't returned either, I have no choice but to ask for your assistance. I'll explain more in detail when you arrive, and thank you."
Princess Twilight had signed at the bottom, and the big swirls of her hornwriting would've made Sandbar shiver again except, well, that was pretty much imposible with Yona leaning against him. So instead he asked, "But why would she only send the letter to me?"
"Magic," Yona said in the same tone of voice she used when talking about the silverfish and weevils that sometimes got into the fabric at the shop. "World inside magic mirror run by human creatures. Husband becomes human when he goes into mirror because husband is pony. Griffin, hippogriff, changeling, they go through, who knows what they become?" She shrugged, sloshing Sandbar back and forth like a beach washed by a wave. "Except yak, of course. Yak always yak."
"Huh." Sandbar snuggled even closer to her. "When did a yak ever go through this mirror?"
"No need." Her little snort blew a gust of cooling air over Sandbar's front hooves where they were still holding down the scroll. "Is universal principle. Yak always yak."
And those three little words pretty much sent all his worries flying. Bending down, he tucked the scroll back into his panniers, straightened up, and set about doing his best to make sure that Yona knew exactly how much he appreciated her always being a yak.
That made the rest of trip blissfully worry free. It wasn't until he and Yona were disembarking under Canterlot's night sky, him carrying his panniers and her carrying the rest of their luggage, that his worries started creeping back. He did his best not to show them, though, but he did stay close to Yona during the whole trip up from the train station to the palace.
The guards who ushered them from the front gates, down the hallways, and into the throne room looked a little worried, too. And yes, Sandbar might've been projecting, but, well, their captain had apparently vanished into an alien world a few days ago.
Princess Twilight stood at the base of the ramp sloping up to her throne, but Sandbar could tell she'd been pacing just before the seneschal opened the door and announced them. Yes, she was a dozen or so hoofspans taller, but she was still Headmare Twilight through and through.
"Sandbar!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up. Then she blinked, her brow wrinkling. "And...Yona?"
Yona gave a slow shake of her big, shaggy head. "Not happening, Princess."
That got more brow wrinkling. "Not happening?" she repeated.
"Sandbar going alone through mirror." Yona smiled, as sweet and dangerous a sight as Sandbar knew. "Princess maybe remembers from school days how stubborn Yona can be sometimes?" Her smile vanished, and her voice slipped into the rich, Canterlot-accented tones she used when they had a particularly snooty customer at the Boutique. "Well, let me assure you in every possible respect, Your Highness: this is definitely one of those times."
Worried that the princess might get upset, Sandbar didn't know if he should get more worried when she smiled. Not that her smile was nearly as deadly as Yona's, but still... "It's all right," Princess Twilight said. "We're not sending him alone."
"Of course not," a familiar rough voice said, and Sandbar started feeling a whole lot better about everything. Smolder stepped from a doorway along the side of the throne room and leaned against the wall with her arms folded. "Because we're not idiots like Gallus, charging in by himself."
"To be fair," another wonderfully familiar but smaller and quieter voice said, and Ocellus slipped out behind Smolder, "the princess is talking about only sending you and Sandbar, Smolder. That's something I continue to raise reservations about."
Princess Twilight sighed. "The human world is a very fragile place. Even the slightest bit of Equestrian magic gets warped by the underlying physical laws woven into that universe. So honestly? I feel that our best option is to not break any new ground. Sandbar as a human and Smolder as a dog will look natural together—though you'll have to be careful not to talk, Smolder, unless you and Sandbar are completely alone."
Yona shifted slightly where she stood. "Not happening, Princess."
That stern look, the one Sandbar never liked, started flickering around the edges of Princess Twilight's face. "Yona—"
"Your Highness," Ocellus said, buzzing across the throne room to land beside Yona and Sandbar, "you and Gallus both thought that Silverstream was having a friendship problem. Well, if it's something that made her run off to another world, it'll likely take all her friends to help settle it." A blush spread across the chitin of her face, and she glanced downward, rubbing one front leg with the other. "Not that I'm trying to tell the Princess of Friendship how to do her job..."
Her sternness fading, Princess Twilight sighed again. "That's definitely a large factor on one side of this equation, Ocellus. But the delicate state of the human universe—"
The snort that Yona gave brushed Sandbar's mane sideways. "Yona know all about delicate." She seemed to catch herself instantly, and cleared her throat. "Which is to say, Your Highness," she went on in her high-class voice, "that I've learned a great deal under Rarity's tutelage concerning the proper care and maintenance of delicate items." She sighed then as well, her voice thickening back to normal. "Please, Princess. We all go, we all bring Silverstream and Gallus back."
The silence in the throne room was pretty loud, Sandbar thought, though he wasn't quite sure how that could work. Still, he heard it clearly when Princess Twilight gave another sigh. "All right," she said. "Come along, the four of you. I'll give you the mission briefing on the way."
"Yes!" Smolder leaped into the air, flapped over, and smacked Yona on the shoulder. "You can't beat yak logic, not even with a stick!"
Yona nudged one of her horns against Smolder's arm. "Yak just break stick," she said.
Ocellus giggled, and suddenly Sandbar felt a whole lot better about the whole situation. Yes, two of their friends were still missing on a weird, non-magical world, but with the four of them on the case, well, plenty could still go wrong, of course. But at least they'd all be there when it did.
Okay, so that maybe wasn't quite as soothing a thought as he'd hoped...
"Sunset Shimmer," Princess Twilight was saying as she marched ahead of them along some carpeted and gold-inlaid marble corrider that looked to Sandbar like every other corridor he'd ever seen in the palace, "is my contact in the human world." Light rippled around the princess's horn, and a book appeared floating alongside her. "I've been in touch with her about this issue, but unfortunately, she's not in their version of Canterlot right now. She and that universe's Twilight Sparkle are on their, umm..." A blush darkened her face. "Well, the point is: they're halfway around the world."
"Wow," Ocellus, walking with Smolder in front of him and Yona, more whispered than said. "The mixed flavor of all those emotions, I can't even begin to—"
"Anyway!" The princess's magic waved the book. "Sunset's been using a communication device called a cell phone to see if any of our friends over there are available to help. But Rainbow Dash is off at a tournament called the World Cup, so it sounds like it must be big thing, and Applejack, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie have gone to cheer her on. Fluttershy's out of town at a veterinary conference, but she said you can use her house as a base of operations. She told Sunset that the gate to her side yard is unlocked and that there's a key to the back door underneath a plaster hedgehog right there in her garden."
She looked over her shoulder, and the book folded open to show a map drawn on one of the pages. "Her house isn't far from the portal entrance on that side. You'll be taking a copy of this map along with you as well as a magical book similar to this one. Write any questions you have in the book, and I'll do my best to get you answers."
They'd been passing big, arched, closed doorways since leaving the throne room, following one corridor, then turning down another, then turning down another. But now, Princess Twilight stopped, aimed her horn at the nearest doorway, and sent her hornglow out to push the doors open. "We've moved the mirror here to one of my most secure workshops since SIlverstream first went through so we can keep a closer eye on it."
Sandbar followed her and the others inside, and had to blink at the contraption covering the far wall, two Royal Guard ponies standing in front of it. The mirror that Princess Twilight had been talking about was plain enough in the center of the thing, but all the pipes and tubes and flywheels around it kind of drew most of his attention.
"Wow," Ocellus muttered just as quietly as before. "That's the most intricate magical apparatus I've ever seen." She stepped forward, her compound eyes wide. "It is designed to distil mana from the aethersphere itself? Is that even possible?"
Princess Twilight tapped the floor with a hoof. "I'm afraid we don't have time to get into the theory and practice of tau particle valence shunting right now."
"Of course!" Somehow, Ocellus's eyes got even wider. "If this other universe is so devoid of magic, maintaining a link like this would require harnessing the power unleashed when tau particles explosively merge and disintegrate! That energy would easily—"
Smolder cleared her throat and poked Ocellus hard enough to make her wobble on her hooves. "I'm pretty sure the princess said we don't have time." Stepping past her, Smolder held a hand up to Princess Twilight. "So, other than that map and the book you mentioned, what do we need?"
"Umm..." That the absolute monarch of all Equestria looked uncomfortable brought all of Sandbar's worries crashing back into place. "It's just that, well..." A scroll peeled away from the floating book and drifted into Smolder's claws. "When you get over there, Smolder, Sandbar'll be the one walking upright and having hands, and you'll be down on all fours. So be ready for that."
This folded Smolder's head crest, but she took the scroll and just said, "Ah."
"But it's not a bad place!" Princess Twilight's scent took on a hot, dry edge that Sandbar recognized from her days as headmare. "I've had some wonderful times there with some wonderful creatures, though 'people' is the word they use since they've more or less only got the one sapient species. They've also got these vehicles they call 'cars' that travel by means of an internal engine sort of like a personalized train car, so watch out for those when you're crossing streets."
She set the book she'd been levitating into a rack among the tubes and pipes at the front of the machine, and various colored lights began slithering among them, the flywheels spinning to kick up tiny lightning bolts. "Really, everything about that universe is fascinating and worthwhile when, y'know, it's not convulsing under the onslaught of Equestrian magic..."
Taking a breath, she shook her head and continued in a more moderate tone. "Just be aware of your surroundings and don't be afraid to take your time. It's possible that hippogriffs and griffins become human as well on the other side. Anecdotal evidence seems to suggest that creatures other than ponies do: Diamond Dogs, for instance, if you can believe it. But consulting with Starswirl and studying his notes hasn't allowed me to reach any definite conclusion on the matter."
Her horn glowed again, and a small notebook appeared in front of Smolder. "Again, Sandbar, you'll have to do the writing when you get over there—with your fingers rather than your teeth—but anything you record on these pages will show up in my copy here." Another glow, and an identical notebook popped into being in front of her. "I can't tell you what to expect when you arrive, but I'll be right here if there's anything you feel I can do to help."
Smolder's head crest had slowly straightened, and she nodded. "Sandbar and me'll go through first since we'll look normal over there or whatever. We'll get the lay of the land, then write back when we're ready for Ocellus and Yona." She glanced around, and Sandbar couldn't help noticing that she met Ocellus's and Yona's gazes before finally reaching his. "That sound good?"
Weird, stupid thoughts fluttered through Sandbar's brain. Did Smolder look at the others first because she thought they were more important for the mission? Or had she saved him for last because he was the most important?
He shook his head to clear it. Stupid weird thoughts...
Smolder was blinking. "It doesn't sound good?"
"No!" He pushed the word out so hard, it sounded more like a sneeze than anything else. "It does sound good." He tried to get his brain in order. "I'm just realizing we've got no other choice than to do this."
"Yeah." Smolder's sideways grin jerked a little more than it usually did. "I'm gonna give Gallus a smack right in the side of the head once we find him." She turned to face the mirror. "So I guess we'd better get going."
"Thank you," Princess Twilight said, "all of you." She'd been examining some dials on the side of the machine, but now she turned back to face them. "When you emerge on the other side, you'll be wearing regalia that the magic deems appropriate. That means clothes for you, Sandbar, and probably a dog collar for you, Smolder. It's night over there right now, so give yourselves a few moments to get your balance, then make a note in the book, and we'll send first Yona, then Ocellus through."
"Clothes?" Yona made a deep chuckling noise. "Does mirror have sense of style? Or does mirror merely copy latest trends?"
Sandbar wanted to nuzzle her, but he knew that if he did, it'd probably take Smolder, Princess Twilight, and the two guard ponies to pull him away. So instead, he stepped toward the mirror, its surface flickering like a pond under sunlight. "My first note'll have a fashion report," he said, stopping beside Smolder. "I'll go first, I guess, in case any other humans are around. But I doubt you'll have to worry about knocking me down when you come through, Smolder, 'cause I'll likely have already fallen over." And before he could do any more thinking, he pushed his face into the mirror.
Even expecting that he would pass right through, he still had to gasp at the feeling. As thick as water but not wet at all, something pressed against his snout, but it also seemed to draw him in, pulling him deeper whether his legs were interested or not. His nose, entering the whatever before the rest of him, flooded with a smell that set his ears perking though he couldn't quite decide what it smelled like. Both warm toffee and cold rain water at the same time? That couldn't be right...
Then the stuff was wrapping around the rest of his head, and he swore he could feel it grab him, his hooves losing contact with anything solid. At the same time, lights burst out everywhere, whooshing past and swirling like he was diving headfirst into a whirlpool of glowing jellyfish.
Which would be totally awesome as long as they weren't the stinging sort of jellyfish. Of course, it'd be kind of hard to get the jellyfish to cooperate. They usually didn't swim around in circles, after all. Maybe if they were all floating in a big group in one direction and he got himself floating through the middle of them in the opposite direction, it might look a little like—
Everything snapped and shattered, and Sandbar tumbled onto a hard surface with darkness all around. Or not darkness, a couple blinks told him when he sprawled to a halt: the sky was dark, sure, but lights glowed behind windows across what looked like a street. There were even lights on poles along both sides of the street casting a weird orange glow everywhere.
"Sandbar?" Smolder's rough voice asked then. "That's you, right?"
Not sure he wanted to sit up, Sandbar gave it a try anyway. Surprisingly, he didn't fall over, but turning to look in the direction of the voice almost knocked him back down again. A dog was sitting there staring at him with Smolder's blue eyes, the short fur of its face and body her same oranges and yellows. But she looked like one of those racing dogs whose name he suddenly couldn't remember. Hayhound? Whumpet? Something like that.
The dog cocked her head, and that made her look even more like Smolder than before. "Yeah, that's you," the dog said in Smolder's voice. "I'd know that blank stare anywhere."
"Whoa." Hearing his own voice seemed to get his brain sparking again. "I guess it must've worked, then."
"I guess." Dog-Smolder raised a front paw and tapped a couple dark squares on the ground in front of her. "The book and map came through just like Princess Twilight said, but also like she said, I can't really hang onto them anymore..."
"Okay. Right. Yeah." Reaching out, he stopped at the sight of a thing that was the right color to be his front leg but that was wrong in every other way.
"It's okay, Sandbar," Smolder said, moving up so close to him that he could feel her warmth. "You've seen me use my arms and hands and fingers and claws and stuff before, right?"
Not trusting his throat, he just nodded, started his arm moving again, uncurled the fingers from the hand at the end of it—
And a leash dropped onto the concrete, a leash he hadn't even known he was holding, its reddish color matching the collar he now saw around Smolder's neck.
She was looking at it, too, and she made a little popping sound with her mouth. "How 'bout we put that aside for now and focus on getting the others over here, huh?"
Despite another nod, it took Sandbar three tries to pick up the little book. He opened it, bent his neck to grab the pen clipped to the inside cover, stopped himself, straightened up again, and after three more tries, got the pen sort of tangled up among his fingers. This all gave him ample time to look at as much of his new body as he could, though as he thought about it, it seemed like maybe he should be concentrating on one thing at a time...
So he pushed the pen's tip to the paper and wrote, Smolder and I are here. Fashion choices very middle of the road: I've got on a three-button collared shirt a little lighter than my hide with my cutie mark enbroidered on the pocket over the left side of the chest area and a pair of khaki-colored trousers with black shoes covering my hooves.
"Feet," Smolder muttered beside him.
And an instant later, Princess Twilight's writing appeared on the page below his: They're called feet over there, Sandbar. Stand by for Yona.
"Feet," he said, trying the word. "But I guess I'd better see if I can use mine, huh?" Pushing against the ground with one hand, he bent his knees, sort of flopped himself around, and found himself wobbling up onto his hind legs just as a weird, shadowy light started flickering all around him.
To his right and a few paces away sat a big square block of stone, one vertical side of it shimmering like the light that had pulled him through the mirror. And then something big and dark emerged from the stone, horns curving upward from the sides of a shaggy head, a head that, while very different, still clearly belonged to—
"Yona!" Lurching forward, Sandbar threw his arms out to catch her before he realized that she was a lot bigger here even than she was back home. That ended up being a good thing, though, letting him fling his hands up to grab her shoulder so he wouldn't tumble back onto the pavement.
She kept moving forward, Sandbar flailing his legs in more or less the same direction, till the whole massive bulk of her had emerged from the side of the stone. Then her head—half the size of his whole new body, he thought—swung toward him, and in the orange glow of the street lamps, he saw her big black eyes blink. "Yona like husband better as pony," she rumbled.
But Sandbar had never heard anything sweeter. He pressed his face into her furry side—and either the change had stripped almost all her scent away or his new nose was just about useless—and murmured, "Yak always yak."
"Husband ever doubt?" She shifted forward a bit more. "But Ocellus coming through now, and not even Princess know what she might—"
The silvery light was still shimmering along the stone block, and out of it suddenly began pouring first one, then six, then a dozen, then so many, all humming and buzzing and swarming, that Sandbar wanted his ears to fall even though they didn't move.
"Be," Yona finished, and Sandbar could only nod in agreement.
"I feel..." Ocellus's voice somehow emerged from the buzzing, and the swarm of bees formed themselves into the rough shape of a hovering changeling. "...unusual..."
Again, Sandbar could only nod.
"Okay," Smolder said, stepping forward, "let's not all panic at once."
"Smolder?" the buzz asked, and the bees swooped down to hover in front of Smolder. "You're really a dog! That's so...so..." The bees forming the head pulled back in a way that made the whole figure look like it was confused. "I'm having real trouble keeping my thoughts together. And what's that buzzing noise?"
"No panicking," Smolder said again, her ears almost flat. "But you're kind of a swarm of bees here, Ocellus."
How a swarm of bees managed to blink, Sandbar had no idea. But the bees that were huddled together making the eyes and eyelids of this Ocellus-shaped cloud shuffled themselves around so it definitely looked like a blink. "Umm," she said, the mouth bees moving though the voice really came from the whole swarm. "You're sure I can't panic about that? 'Cause I think I'd really like to panic about that..."
"No time." Smolder looked up at Sandbar. "We need to get inside and regroup. You've got the map?"
For an instant, he had no idea what she was talking about. Then he remembered and spun to where he'd left the folded piece of paper. This time at least he didn't fall over, tossing his baked-potato feet out to where he was sure his vertical body was going to end up just in time for his legs to keep it from toppling over.
Feeling more like half a spider than anything else, he made it over to the paper and wobbled to a halt. Some thought got his knees to bend in a way he'd never even considered bending them before, and he squatted down to pick the paper up with his fingers.
At least with the map coming from Princess Twilight, a glance was enough to figure it out. He pointed down the road to their right. "Looks like we go two blocks that way, then cross the street and head up three-and-a-half more blocks." Looking at Ocellus wavering in the air in front of Smolder, he added, "Ocellus, how 'bout you settle all soft and gentle across Yona's back, okay? Pretend that you've changed into, I dunno, a blanket or something, then you can just lay there getting used to things till we get to this human Fluttershy's house."
The bees of Ocellus's head moved in a way that could've been a nod, and the whole swarm drifted toward Yona. "Soft and gentle," he heard Ocellus's buzzing voice say. "Okay, I'm changing and landing."
The set of Yona's ears told Sandbar she wasn't entirely thrilled about this, but she stood as steady as only a yak could while the bees flowed out of Ocellus's shape and became a blanket draping over her.
Yona gave a quiet snort. "Ocellus tickles."
That got a giggle from Ocellus, and Smolder padded over, the leash in her mouth. "Nice job," she muttered around it, then she dropped it and said a little louder, "Sandbar, keep that ready, but for now, let's walk with Yona and Ocellus between us, okay? And no talking, anycreature, till we get to where we're going."
Yona's mouth started opening, but she stopped, closed it with a grin, and nodded.
Looking back down at Smolder, Sandbar gave a nod of his own. She returned it and moved with slightly wobbly steps to Yona's right side. Sandbar took a breath, squatted to grab the leash, then walked more certainly to a spot between Yona and the street. More looks and more nods, and he started up the sidewalk, the things his three friends had turned into shuffling alongside.
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I'm thinking:
This'll be in three sections, and so far, this first one looks like it'll be the longest. Here's hoping I can get everything done by Dec. 1st!
Mike
nice work
Ocellus as a swarm of bees is unique and wild!
Yona simply being a big chunky Yak lady is perfect for her.
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No. Yona is Yak. Earth-yak instead of pony-yak, I think.
Yona asking the important questions here.
Nearly passed by this fic, admittedly, but after seeing it start to get attention quickly, I came back and gave it a shot anyway and now my interest has been piqued. I've seen a couple "Young 6 in EqG world" fics a couple of times, but this one promises to run a little differently. And props for the creativity on Ocellus's form--that's definitely a new one compared to what I've seen past fics guess.
Ocellus coming out as a swarm of insects is my second favorite thing someone had her become. First still goes to her just not changing at all, down to keeping her powers.
Yona, as yak, may cause problems later (though basing at Fluttershy's place may provide enough camouflage) ...
As for Ocellus, isn't this taking the 'hive mind' a bit too far (hope she doesn't have to be told to keep her bees together) ...
As for Silverstream, being part pony, may have a humanoid form (or an avian one) while Gallus may be between avian and feline, at least on the surface as there's the dragon-to-dog thing to consider ...
[Hnmmm, if Sci-Twi's Spike visits, will he be Spike-size or larger adult-sized due to an aging ratio??]
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I don't get out much on Fimfiction, so I don't recall ever seeing a "Young Six in Pedestria" story. I've been thinking about doing one ever since Yona's "yak always yak" line popped into my head, but other stories kept bumping this one further back in the production line. So this contest came along at just the right time. As for Sci-Twi's Spike, I did a story exploring my thoughts on his condition a couple years ago—
- MLP: FiM
- Equestria Girls
- Slice of Life
Fifteen years is ancient for a dog. For a dragon, though...—if anyone might be interested in that...
Mike
Definitely intrigued by this. Now I'm curious as to what Silverstream and Gallus turned into.
interesting. You have my attention
y'know, after a bit of thought i think i know what Gallus and Silverstream will be
the only two to be changed in any major way were Smolder and Ocellus
as in, the two whose species just flat don't exist in the human world
and obviously sandyboy's a human
so that means that, should i be correct in my theory, that Silverstream will be a Harpy(half-human, half-avian) and Gallus will be either a hawk/eagle or a big cat of some description
or he could be a gryphon still, due to gryphons being composed of two extant species in the human world
Wait is she like a fly or a bee I'm not really sure
Edit once again I'm pretty dumb I realized she's a bee which that's a pretty interesting choice for her
Wait a minute is she a yak or something else I'm not really sure
Edit okay I'm pretty dumb she's still a yak
Okay this is actually pretty interesting start of a story so it looks like Twilight is asking sandbar for the special Mission apparently both silverstream and Gallus went to the Mirror to the human world so now Sandbar had to go get them but luckily he wasn't alone yona smolder and Ocellus came along and hopefully this will make the mission a little bit easier but unfortunately Sunset and the other counterpart of humans of Twilight and her friends are not there so they had to deal with them self so once she explained everything now they enter to the human world and yeah it is a pretty Rocky start for them since all of them have changed their appearances so now they need to figure out what to do next I wonder what's going to happen guess we'll find out next time
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I'm trying to follow the rules that the cartoons set up about the Equestria Girls' world having myths and legends about magic but not having magic of its own. Like our world, I guess...
Mike
SHE'S A SWARM OF BEES?????????????????????????????????????
A SWARM OF BEES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OCELLUS IS A SWARM OF BEES! I LOVE THIS STORY
SHE'S A SWARM OF BEES
<— SHE LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE THIS
I'M SO UNBELIEVABLY AMUSED
I always did wonder what other species would turn into via the EQG mirror.
Was hoping that the Dragon Dog thing was just a one-off joke, the sociopolitical implications are otherwise concerning. But that's on EQG, not on you.
Not exactly fond of bees irl, so if I saw Ocellus I might freeze panic.