> Fluttershy Flutterguy
>  by Autum Breeze
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> Chapter 1 - I'm... Fluttershy? Seriously?
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Fluttershy Flutterguy

Chapter 1

I’m... Fluttershy? Seriously?

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I roll over in my bed, my mouth twitching in annoyance. I didn’t know what time it was, but I knew it had to be near the time I knew I’d have to get up to taped the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles show on ELEVEN via my PVR.

I didn’t like the idea of having to get up so soon after falling asleep. I’d been up to nearly 3am this morning reading mlp fanfics, the most recent being... Wait. What was the last fic I read?

I frown, trying to remember. Something about Rainbow Dash... but that’s all I can think of.  Was it Blind Trust? No. No, I already finished reading that a little after midnight. So what was it, if not that?

I groan as I realize I can’t remember and was about to roll over when something caught my attention. My groan. It had sounded higher than my normal voice... and eerily familiar. That was weird. Had I finally figured out voice impressions and had done it without trying?

Yeah. That made sense. When I was little I was great at it and the skill must have finally resurfaced after more than a decade of retirement.

Pleased with this thought, I sit up and immediately noticed something feels... off.

My brain is still sleep-addled, so I can’t quite figure it out, so I move to rub the sleep from my eyes. As I started to rub my eyes, I frown. Why can’t I feel my fingers? Oh, great, did I fall asleep on my hands again? I’ll have to shake them violently to get the blood flowing again and right now that was too much for me to want to do right after waking.

I finish rubbing my eyes, finding it odd that, not only can’t I feel my fingers on my hands, but I don’t feel them rubbing against my eyes.

I finally get the sleep out from my eyes and open them. At first, my eyes can’t quite adjust. Something is definitely off here, but I’m still too groggy to figure it out.

I looked down at my hands... and a frown creases my face. I don’t remember wearing yellow gloves to bed. For that matter, why don’t I feel the pajamas I had worn to bed?

I shake my head and my vision clears. In place of my hands I can see two yellow hooves.

My brain tells me something, but I can’t quite figure out the message.

I decide to get up, but as I move to get out of bed, something moves behind me.

I freeze. How could there be something behind me? My bed’s head is right up against the wall. It’s not possible for something to move behind me.

I turn to look behind me... and my wide-eyed stare turns into a frown. My view from my right is blocked by long pink hair. Pink hair? What the hell? My hair’s not pink, it’s mousey blonde and really short. What’s going on here?

Then I roll my eyes. One of my family members must have done this. I ran through my head as to who could’ve done it. My mum and first younger brother are out right now, so that rules them out. That left my three younger sisters and my youngest brother and my dad. None of them were above a prank and pulling one on me while I was in bed wasn’t beyond them either.

Pin-pointing exactly which of them did it however, wasn’t so easy. Tch. Knowing them, they were probably all in on it.

Though undressing me, putting gloves on my hands and a pink-haired wig on my head while I slept was a little confusing... not to mention a little bit disturbing. I mean, what was the point? Plus, why’d I have to be naked?

I shook myself and reached up, trying to pull the wig off my head. For some reason, though, I couldn’t pull it off and it didn’t feel like it was glued on. As a test, I yanked one of the long hair hard, pulling it out. I winced as a pain shot from where the hair had come out.

It... hurt? Why? This wasn’t my hair, so why did it hurt to pull it out?

I rubbed my eyes again and notice something about the  gloves on my hands. They... don’t feel like gloves anymore. In fact, I can’t feel anything that would suggest that they’d ever been gloves in the first place.

I start to feel slightly nervous and I hear that sound from behind me again. I whipped my head around, causing the pink hair to flick to the side and my eyes go wide!

Wings! Large, yellow feathered wings are sticking out of my back!

At first I think they’re fake, another part of the prank, but unintentionally I twitch something and they move and I feel their movement connected to my back.

I start feeling an urgent need to panic.

Luckily, I’ve been in situations that bring about this feeling plenty of time and have learned not to jump the gun right away.

First I need to assess everything that’s different, what other weird changes have happened to me.

The fact that my hair has grown long and turned pink, coupled with spontaneously grow wings over night makes that tricky, but I have worrying feeling that’s not all that’s changed.

The idea of wings growing from my back overnight isn’t exactly something I haven’t wanted, to be honest. Anytime I saw the first star of the night or something else that, in my childhood, I’d been told grants your wishes occurred in my life over the last few years, I’d been wishing to wake up one morning with wings after reading all the Maximum Ride books.

Hey, a guy can dream, can’t he?

Though, now that I had these wings, they weren’t like the ones I’d wished for. Those were huge, spanning more than seventeen feet in length. These seemed decisively smaller than that and, to be honest, they didn’t look like they were strong enough to lift me even a centimeter off the ground, so I guess my long-time wish was a bust.

I pushed the covers off and looked down at myself.

My blood turned to ice. I was not looking at my body. I was looking at a roundish body covered in yellow fur. My feet looked like my hands and I realized I couldn’t feel my toes, so my eyes weren’t lying when they said they weren’t there! Not only that, but I could see a long pink tail, similar to my new hair near my nether regions. As for my manhood... IT WAS GONE! Staring back at me was not my sign of being a male, but the lower area of a female!

I started breathing faster. This was NOT what I’d wished for. I hadn’t even made a wish last night, or even recently, so why was it happening?!

Suddenly my eyes fell to the sides of my lower area. On each side of where my thighs used to be I could see a group of three pink butterflies.

My heart dropped. I knew this body. If what I was seeing was right, this was the body of Fluttershy, the Element of Kindness from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic.

I started looking around wildly.  How was I going to explain to my family that’d I’d fallen asleep this morning as me and woken up a few hours later as a cartoon character?

At once my heart stopped again. I wasn’t in my room. The decor and furnishing were a far cry from the shelves, drawers and desk I know are my room.

I start quivering. This is Fluttershy’s room. I’m in Fluttershy’s room, in Fluttershy’s body.

I stop shivering, quickly shaking my head angrily.

Gross! Saying I was in Fluttershy’s body like that sounded like something right out of a Clopfic, something I totally despised. 

After getting over that anger, the fear immediately returns as dawning realization comes over me. If my mind is inside Fluttershy’s head and I’m in her room... that means I’m not on Earth anymore. I’m in Equestria!

A tiny part of my brain wants to shout and whoop with delight.I’ve only been a brony for about two years, but the idea of being in Equestria is every brony’s dream come true. But the majority of my brain that is registering how bad of a situation this is stops me from acting like a schoolgirl at a rock and roll concert and I return to panicking.

If I’m in Equestria, where’s my body? Is it back on Earth?

I feel a cold chill run down my body at the thought of my family coming into my room, wondering why I’m not out with them, eager to have some Easter treats for breakfast, only to find a cold, lifeless shell lying in the bed.

Wait. If I’m in Fluttershy's body... I shake off how wrong that thought still sounds in my head and focus, then does that mean Fluttershy is in my body, back on Earth? I frowned. How come when I think I’m in Fluttershy’s body it sounds gross, but when I think Fluttershy’s in my body, it doesn’t sound gross at all?

I shake my head. I’ve more pressing matters going on right now than wondering why something does or doesn’t sound gross.

I stare down at Fluttershy’s hooves... my hooves.

“How...? How did this happen?” I asked and almost freak when I hear Fluttershy’s voice say what I’d meant to say. This was just too creepy.

Suddenly I realize what has happened to me, which pony I’ve ended up as and I frown, a small part of my brain trying to remained me that, since this is Fluttershy’s body, I’ve just made her frown in a way she normally wouldn’t and that it should be hilarious,, but in not amused right now.

“Fluttershy?” I asked out loud, my new higher and softer voice filled with irritation. “Seriously? I somehow end up in Equestria, my mind inside a pony’s body, one of the mane six, no less, and I end up in Fluttershy? What fucking logic does that make? Fluttershy and I couldn’t be any more different! Why the fuck did I end up in her body, of all ponies? Even Rarity would make more sense.”

I shudder; suddenly glad I wasn’t Pinkie Pie. No telling what could’ve happened if I’d woken up as her. For all I know, she might’ve still been inside her mind and I’d have probably gone insane in less than a minute. Though, right now, being insane might not be such a bad thing. At least it would take my mind of the fact that I’m now a cream-yellow Pegasus mare!

I suddenly realize I just heard Fluttershy’s voice saying things the real Fluttershy would never say even if it was to save her life. Maybe it was being in the mind of a female, but I found that extremely funny and started giggling. My giggles turned into chortles, which so turned into torrents of laughter as I slammed my hooves on the bed, really how hilarious it was that sweet, timid, innocent little Fluttershy had just shouted words like “fuck” and “hell” in frustration.

Once my laughter had calmed down, I realized I wasn’t as scared as before and was able to think clearly again. Maybe Pinkie Pie was right. Laughter fixes everything. Then again, she would know, being the Element of Laughter and all.

I study my new body, flexing my wings. To be honest, this is kinda cool. How many mlp fans get to say they’ve experienced what it feels like to be one of the characters, one of the main characters, no less?

At that moment the door to the room was slammed open and I eeped just like the real Fluttershy and leaped up, falling off of the bed.

“Fluttershy, what’re you still doing in bed?”  a tomboyish voice said and my eyes widened.

I’d fallen on my back, so I had to roll onto my side and do my best best to stand up. Turns out, standing on four legs is a lot harder than one would expect. My balance feels way off and I’m wobbling like crazy. I’m too nervous to even move, certain any shift in my weight distribution will cause me to topple over.

Not that I’m given a choice in the matter, anyway.

The cyan Pegasus I knew the voice came from walked to stand in front of me and, before could open my mouth to say anything (though the shock of meeting Rainbow Dash in the flesh had left my mind blank of anything to say anyway), she tossed me onto her back and I felt a surge of air blowing against my face, making me scream.

We were shooting through Fluttershy’s house at break-neck speeds. As we shot through the living room, heading for the open front door, I caught a glimpse of Angel Bunny and a tiny part of my bronyself squeed at the idea of seeing him, before another part of my brain, possibly the part that still remembered the former host of this body caused me to shout, “Sorry, Angel!” before we were out the door and soaring through the sky.



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“Rainbow Dash!” I scream over the howling winds as I clutched onto her neck. “Where’re you taking me?”

“Twilight’s, where else?” Rainbow called back nonchalantly.

How could she be nonchalant?! She’s carrying the body of her childhood— sorry, foalhood friend, who’s body is currently playing host to a human guy’s mind!

Daring to open my eyes (I’d closed them about two second after we were outside because the blurring surroundings had made me nauseous), I see Twilight Sparkle’s tree house meters away.

I brace myself, knowing Dash is moving way too fast to slow down. I was not disappointed. We crashed through the door and slammed into a large bookshelf, the books tumbling down on top of us.

As my senses caught up with me, I could hear a scolding voice saying, “Rainbow Dash! Can’t you at least once come here without crashing into my bookshelves.”

I sit up and another voice, a very prim and proper one says, “And with Fluttershy, no less. Darling, are you alright?”

I realized that last part had been directed at me and look up to see four ponies, two Earth Ponies, one unicorn and an alicorn looking at me with concern.

“I’m fine,” I manage to squeak, hiding my face behind my mane. I can suddenly see why Fluttershy never changes its style. It’s perfect for when you just want to hide your face.

“Anyway,” Twilight said, turning her attention back to my transport, who was stretching as if she’d simply gotten out of bed. “That was seriously dangerous, rainbow. Fluttershy could’ve gotten hurt. I should’ve thought being a member of the Wonderbolts Reserves would’ve made you a little more responsible.”

My ears twitched at this. The Wonderbolts Reserves? That was the latest episode, Testing 1, 2, 3! That meant I’d arrived right after episode twenty-one.

I gulped. Didn’t that mean the season 4 finale with that new kingdom was coming soon? I couldn't remember all the details, but it still worried me.

I shook my head. No time to go into those details. Now that I was near Twilight Sparkle, maybe I could learn what had happened and why I was in Fluttershy’s body.

But before I could say anything, Rainbow Dash said, “Hey, it’s fine. It’s not like she could’ve gotten hurt with me around.”

Despite my brain immediately telling me to keep my mouth shut, I turned and snapped at Rainbow.

“Not like I could’ve gotten hurt?! Do you have any idea how terrifying that was? I wake up and no sooner can I get my bearings, you come crashing into my bedroom, scaring the shit outta me, then you throw me onto your back and fly off before I even know what’s happening and then I end up buried under a pile of books, and you say I couldn’t have gotten hurt?!!! Are you fucking dead in the head, Rainbow Dash?!” 

I glower at her, my breathing fast and heavy.

Suddenly I take notice of the shocked look on Rainbow’s face. The only times I’d seen that look in the show was when Fluttershy did something totally out of character for the timid Pegasus.

I glance at the other ponies and see they’ve all got the same expression as Rainbow Dash.

I suddenly feel like a spotlight in on me and cower, hiding behind my pink mane again. This was not how I wanted my first meeting with the mane six to start.

After a few moments, Rairty manages to find her voice. “Um... Fluttershy, dear, are... are you alright?”

“Ah’ve... never heard ya talk like that before,” Applejack says, shaking her head.

I whimper. Great. Why couldn’t I have kept my muzzle shut? All I’d had to do was keep quiet, wait for whatever Rainbow had brought me here for to finish, then when the others all left I could’ve spoken with Twilight in private.

As a princess, she’d’ve understood why I’d want to keep this between us and hide it from the others until I could find a way to return to my own body again. Now, however, because I hadn’t kept my lips closed and my voice silent, they were all looking at me, the knowledge that something was wrong very apparent.

“Fluttershy?” Twilight asked, taking a step forward.

I winced at her approached, vaguely wondering if I was starting to take on Fluttershy’s mindset from being her for so long. She noticed my wince and seemed to realize I was more scared than normal... well, than Fluttershy usually was.

“Maybe we should wait before we continue,” she said, looking to the others. “Something seems to be bothering Fluttershy. Do you girls mind if I speak with her alone?”

“Guess so,” Applejack nodded, giving me a reassuring smile before she left.

“Take care, Fluttershy,” Rarity said, nodding and turned to follow the farm pony.

“Maybe later I’ll throw you a Don’t Feel So Down, Fluttershy Party!” Pinkie shouted, bouncing out after the other two.

“So, I got up early for nothing?” Rainbow Dash said, shaking her head. “jeez, I coulda still been asleep this whole time. Well, later, Twi. Later, Shy.”

With that she shot out the door, leaving a rainbow trail behind her.

Twilight looked to me and I just looked away.

How was I going to explain this? If I told her outright that I’m a human guy from Earth and I just woke up in Equestria as Fluttershy this morning she’d think I was crazy and I’d just end up in a room next to Screwloose in Ponyville hospital. And if the fanfic The Loosening of The Screw wasn’t too far off, that wouldn’t be a comfortable thing to know with her in the next room.

Twilight walked up to me and put a hoof on my shoulder. I looked up and saw deep worry in her eyes.

“Fluttershy, what’s wrong?” she asked, her voice sounding a bit hurt. “I can tell something’s bothering you. Something really big. You can tell me what it is. I promise I won’t react badly.”

“That, I highly doubt, Twilight Sparkle,” I said, looking away. Seeing her eyes was too uncomfortable.

Twilight sat down next to me, wrapping a wing around me. I have to admit, it felt really nice. Like a soft, downy pillow, but not for my head.

“Fluttershy, you can tell me,” she said and I felt her nuzzle my face, which caused me to blush. I’d never had anyone that close to me aside from family and Twilight was definitely not family.

I sighed, looking down. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

She smirked. “Try me.”

“Okay. You asked for it.” I took a deep breath and said, “First off, I’m not Fluttershy. I may look like her, sound like, I may have even acted like her for a bit there, but I’m not Fluttershy. What you’re seeing and holding right now is only her body.”

Twilight blinked, clearly a little taken aback by what I’d said, but I went on.

“I’m actually a twenty-two year old human male from a planet called Earth in another dimension. I don’t know how, but I went to sleep this morning at around a quarter to three in my world in my body and when I woke up later, I was here, in Equestria, in Fluttershy’s body. I don’t know how I got here or why, but I’m really scared and while a part of me loves the fact that I’m here, I just wanna go home and be me again.”

There was silence for a few minutes as Twilight processed everything I’d just told her and its implications.

“You’re...?” she said, her voice quiet. “You’re not Fluttershy?”

I shook my head. “I’m just in her body.” I frowned and looked down. “Why does that still sound gross whenever I say it like that. Urgh! It makes me sound like I’m having sex with her or something and I’m not a fucking Clopper!”

Twilight frowned. “Clopper?”

I sighed and looked back at her. “It’s a term, back in my world that means someone who gets aroused by thinking of or seeing ponies in sexual situations.” I decided on a half lie. She didn’t need to know the term mainly implied to those who got aroused by people thinking about her or others from her world in those situations.

She just cocked her head though. “Why would that...? Oh.” Her face turned red and I assumed she was picturing one of the humans from the parallel world from Equestria Girls doing it with a pony from here. “Yeah. I can see why that doesn’t appeal to you.”

I looked down and sighed. “What am I gonna do, Twilight? I can’t fool everyone... everypony into thinking I’m Fluttershy.”

“You were doing a good job of it before,” she stated simply.

I shook my head. “That’s because I was scared about the others finding out so suddenly about this. Knowing those ponies they’d probably think I was a changeling or something. And I’m not a changeling, I swear!” I added quickly, seeing the look on Twilight’s face.

She frowned. “Prove it.”

I blinked. How the hell was I meant to prove I wasn’t a changeling?

Before I could think of anything, I felt a prick on my right forehoof.

It took me so off-guard I eeped like Fluttershy for the second time today, only to see a small veil of what looked like blood floating in front of me.

Twilight cast a spell on it and waited for a few seconds. Why nothing happened, she sighed and smiled again. That’s when I remembered something from a fanfic I’d read a long time ago called The Wrong Twilight, where it said changeling blood was different from pony blood.

Satisfied that I wasn’t one of the creatures that served the monster that had tried to take her brother away and turn Equestria into their own feeding grounds, she got up and motioned for me to follow her into another part of the library.

I did so, before remembering that I hadn’t figured out how to walk with hooves yet and fell back down, this time flat on my stomach. For some reason that sent a worrying feeling through my mind that I couldn’t place, completely unrelated to my being in Fluttershy’s body instead of my own.

Twilight became very worried too apparently, because she hurried over and bent her head down to me. “You’re not hurt, are you?”

I shook my head, both in answer to her question and to get rid of that weird worry in the back of my mind.

“I’m okay, Twilight,” I said, giving a weak smile. “I just didn’t get a chance to get used to walking on four legs before Rainbow Dash barged into Fluttershy's room and brought me here.”

Twilight chuckled, then rolled her eyes. “Typical Dash. So focused on getting here as quickly as possible that she didn’t even notice you couldn’t stand. Come on,” She helped me stand up, “I’ll help you.”

It took a few minutes, not to mention a lot of falls, but I eventually got a handle on walking. I had to remember to move my rear right hoof in time with my front left hoof and vice versa. Once I was able to walk, she led me into another room, filled with a small amount of bookshelves.

The severe lack of books took me off-guard. I knew Twilight from the show, and every room in the library, even her own bedroom, was packed full of books. To see so few in any room was a little disconcerting, actually.

“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked, seeming to pick up on my confusion and uneasy.

“It’s just... weird that there’s a room with so few books in this place,” I said honestly as I looked around.

Twilight cocked an eyebrow, but let it go and turned to one of few shelves in the room and levitated a book out of it.

I gawked in awe. I was seeing real magic. And the sound was the same as in the show. Now that I’d calmed down so magic my inner brony was screaming with joy.

She opened the book and scanned through it.

Knowing Twilight from the show, I was sure she’d know how to fix this and get me back... until I saw a worried look cross her face.

“What?” I asked, my voice quivering a little.

“I... I can’t send you back,” she looked up at me, looking hurt. “I can’t bring Fluttershy back.”

I felt like the world had been ripped out from under me.

“Wh-wh-what?” I stammered, her lips quivering. “I-I’m stuck like this?”

She nodded, looking both guilty and heartbroken at the same time.

“I told her it wouldn’t work!” she said, shutting her eyes as tears leaked out of them.

“Wh-what wouldn’t work?” I asked, feeling very worried now. “Who did you tell? Fluttershy?”

She nodded and looked away. “A few weeks ago she asked me to try and create a spell that would allow her to understand the thoughts of animals. She wanted to do it so she could better help and care for them.”

Well, it was obvious the spell hadn’t worked. Instead of giving Fluttershy the ability to understand the thoughts of animals it had switched her own mind with mine.

“She’ll... she’ll be okay,” I said, trying to reassure her, extending one of my own wings over her like she had to comfort me. “If she’s in my body, my family will look after her. It may take them some time to understand what’s happened, but they will eventually.” I hope.

Twilight only started crying harder and shook her head. “She didn’t switch minds with you. Your mind merged with hers.”

My gut dropped. I’d... merged with Fluttershy’s mind? Was that why a few of the things I’d expect her to think had filtered across my thoughts.

I gulped and took a deep breath. “Well... if I only merged with her mind... she’s still in her, right?” I wanted... no, I needed to know, more for myself, if anything else.

She nodded, but it seemed that only made her sadder.

“	She’s still inside you, just... she'll never be her again. You'll always be the dominant mind, she'll only be there in memory.” Twilight looked away. “I... Can we talk about this later? This is... this is a lot to take in.”

Something clicked. She wasn’t simply acting like a worried friend. She was acting more like...

“You two were together, weren’t you?”

The look on her face as she turns and looks at me is all the answer I need.

I walked up to her and nuzzle her. “I’m so sorry, Twilight. I... I wish I could do something.”

She sniffed, returning my nuzzle. “Don’t do anything stupid, okay? I don’t want you getting her.”

“You don’t want Fluttershy’s body to get hurt, you mean,” I said quietly, my voice filled with guilt. I didn’t blame her for my predicament. I blamed myself, really. If I hadn’t gone to sleep thinking about mlp, maybe my mind might have been resistant to the spell and Fluttershy’s mind would still be in control of her body.

“Don’t feel guilty,” she whispered, pulling back and wiping her eyes. “I shouldn’t have agreed to use the spell. I should’ve just told her “no” and left it at that. This is my fault. You have no guilt in this.”

“But... I’m in her body,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m invading her form. I'm dominating her mind. That’s... not right.”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry we’ve done this to you. That I have done this to you.”

I sighed and looked down. “Well, at least we know she’s not totally gone, right?”

We stood in silence for a while.

Eventually, when the awkwardness became too much for me, I decided to leave. I told Twilight I’d be back later and left, closing the door behind me, leaving Twilight alone in the library.



> Chapter 2 - Learning to be a Pony
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Chapter 2

Learning to be a Pony

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As I walked away from Twilight’s house I felt as if a huge weight had been put on top of me, weighing down my very soul. I was stuck in Equestria, in Fluttershy’s body, with no way of going home.

A few tears welled in my eyes and a small sob, the first I’d ever made in over fifteen years, escaped my lips.

“Fluttershy?”

I stopped and looked up; only to jump back and topple onto my back as a grey something fell out of the sky and slammed into the ground. I slowly got up and gasped as my eyes fell on the grey coat, blonde mane and tail and golden, crisscrossed eyes of Derpy Hooves shaking herself off.

I tried to speak, but my voice had left me.

Derpy was probably the most famous... or infamous considering how many complied about her name when it was first spoken on the show, character in all of the mlp fanfiction and I was looking at her.

“Helllooooooooooo!”

I started, seeing a grey hoof waving back and forth in front of my face. The grey mare blinked, though I couldn’t tell if she was looking at me or not. Those eyes were a lot more distracting than I thought they’d be.

“Um, are you okay, Fluttershy?” she asked, cocking her head. “You seem more... well, shy than normal.”

For a second, I couldn’t answer her. Her voice. It sounded just like the Derpy voice BaldDumboRat, aka, PierceSmoulder uses in the Doctor Whooves & Assistant audio plays and the Derpy Plays videos.

“Um... ye-yeah,” I said, looking away. “Um... Derpy?”

“Yeah?” she asked, smiling.

A small part of me sighed with relief on the inside. So her name was Derpy, here. I was worried I was in a version of Equestria where her name was Ditzy Doo and Derpy Hooves was an insult to her.

“Can...? Can you show me back to my cottage?” I felt stupid asking it, and no doubt sounded stupid asking it, too.

She looked confused... I think. Those eyes make it hard to figure out.

“I... I don’t want to walk back all alone, right now,” I said, mentally patting myself on the back. That was a perfect excuse, especially since I am Fluttershy.

Derpy smiled. It was a soft, I understand, smile. “Sure, Fluttershy. I’ll show you home.”

I followed Derpy on foot... uh, hoof.

We walked through the town of Ponyville, passed the shops and other townsponies. A part of me wanted to look around, taking in everything of the world I’d wanted to see for so long, but the news of how I got here and the fact I wouldn’t be able to return home made me keep my eyes ahead of me as I followed the wall-eyed mare.


As much as it shames me to say it, I was rather surprised to see Fluttershy’s... my cottage ahead of us. To make up for this, and because her voice sounded like the Derpy from Whooves & Assistant, I decided to ask her, “Derpy?”

“Hmm?” she asked, her voice fall of innocence. 

“Have...?” Hmm. How to ask this and let her know that, if I’m right, I’m not making fun of her? Ah! “After you rescued Celestia, did the Doctor offer the Cyberponies help before their planet exploded a little over four hundred and ninety years from now?”

“Cyber-what-now?” she asked, glancing back at me.

“Oh, um, never mind,” I said, looking away.

How stupid can I be?  Of course she wouldn’t know what I’m talking about. I’d been Fluttershy for over half an hour now and I hadn’t felt a pocket on either side of my flanks. This wasn’t that Equestria. This was an Equestria where none of that happened.

Wait. Was this the world of Doctor Whooves Adventures, then? I’ll have to ask Twilight some other time. Would she want to talk with me, though? I wasn’t her Fluttershy.

What little happiness I’d felt at learning some information, meeting Derpy and learning she sounded like BaldumboRat faded and my sadness at my current status returned. I walked passed the confused mare and walked across the bridge and entered flutter... my home.

When I came in I saw Angel Bunny standing in the middle of the living room, his arms folded, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor. Normally, I would be annoyed at Angel for that. He always treated Fluttershy rather badly when they weren’t sharing tender moments. But, in the state of my being right now, I didn’t have the strength to do so. I simply walked passed him, my head held low and went back to Flutter— my room.

I reached the bed, got on it and lay them, not doing anything. I just lay there, letting everything sink in. I was stuck in Equestria, I was Fluttershy, Twilight had lost the mare she loved, I could never go home, my body is lying soulless in my bed, back on Earth and my family have no idea I’m still alive, just in another body, in another dimension.

For the first time in over a decade, I openly started crying, my tears falling onto the bed covers, leaving small soaking stains. As I sobbed, I felt a small furry paw touch my cheek.



I look up to see Angel Bunny. His expression no longer annoyed or disapproving, only concerned his master was upset.

I pull him into a hug and hold him close. “Oh, Angel. What am I gonna do?”

He didn’t answer me, not that I was surprised by that. Angel never spoke in the show and he didn’t know why I was upset so he couldn’t tell me, even though he obviously wanted to. Still, the fact that he was comforting me made me feel a little bit better, even if only a little.


After what felt like hours, I noticed I was really hungry.

Remembering that I hadn’t had breakfast after I woke up, what with finding myself as Fluttershy and then Rainbow grabbing me and taking me to Twilight’s, I decided it was time for some food.

“Come on, Angel,” I said, getting up and walking towards the door. “Let’s have something to eat.” Angel didn’t complain and hopped after me, before getting onto my back and riding on it.

As I walked down, I took notice, for the first time, all of Fluttershy’s animals. There were squirrels, beavers, mice, otters, etc. A small part of me was thankful none of the larger animals, like the bear were around. While I know Fluttershy can handle these animals, I’m not too sure I can...

My heart dropped. Fluttershy took care of all these animals, but I didn’t know the first thing about that or even my way around this cottage.

I turned to Angel, a sheepish look on my face. “Um, Angel?”

He cocked his head to one side, listening.

“I... Could you feed the other animals today?” I asked, looking down. “I’m not really sure I can right now.”

Angel seemed to understand I wasn’t up to it and hopped down and began gathering the food for each animal and passing it around.

I watched him, a small smile on my face. I may think he can be a real jerk sometimes, but his heart’s in the right place. As I watched him, I took note of where he went for each animals’ food and which took what. I would have to remember this for later, now that I was living Fluttershy’s life.

At that moment I suddenly felt a huge desire to eat some apples. I don’t know where from or why it came, but the sudden desire was overbearing. It was like something was trying to squeeze me on the inside until I got some apples into me. I glanced around and saw Angel going into what looked like the kitchen. I followed him, briefly taking in the table large enough for six, the sink, clean of all dishes at present, the refrigerator, etc.

But the thing that caught my eye was a green bowl on the windowsill and within it, eight rip, red, juicy apples. Without a second thought, I took the bowl in my mouth, went over to the table, put down the bowl and took an apple with my right forehoof and, ignoring my usual dislike of apple skin, bit into the red skin of the round fruit.

At once my tastebuds were overloaded with a feeling of joy and wonder. This had to be the best apple I had ever eaten in my whole life. I quickly finished off the first apple, my new pony teeth allowing me to finish off even the core, allowing me to understand why the ponies in the show always at the whole apple and started devouring a second. Less than two minutes later, not a single apple was left in the bowl.

I sat down on my flank, licking my lips, feeling content. I’d never felt this good after eating. Did pony bodies work with hunger differently than humans’? Before I could figure that out and familiar feeling from my time as a human made itself known.

“Oh, no,” I whispered, squeezing my hind legs together. “You gotta be kidding me!”

I hurried through the cottage, not caring about what Angel would think about his master running around, looking for the bathroom, when she should already know where it is. After going into several different rooms, I finally found the bathroom. Without thinking about it, I ran to the toilet, which I noticed looked at lot like the ones we have, back on Earth, sat down on it and felt my insides empty themselves.

It felt weird, going as a pony... especially a female. Another thing I learned was that females don’t pee from their... foal deliver, as I’d always thought they do.

Yeah, I stupid. Don’t rub it in, this is embarrassing enough as it is.

After I was done, I flushed and went to the sink and washed my forehooves and went back out. Something started nagging at my brain, something I couldn’t place, but I shook it off. It was probably just some of Fluttershy’s residual memory and, as cruel as it might sound, right now I didn’t care about her memories. I had my own problems.

I returned to the kitchen, trying to find something else to eat. Those apples were really good, but you can’t survive only on apples.

I halted and quickly looked around. For some reason I’d just remembered Applejack and if she’d heard those words she’d have blown a fuse.

Once I’d reassured myself that Applejack wasn’t nearby by and had heard what I’d thought and returned my search for food.

I opened the fridge and my eyes feel upon some cheese. I decided I’d have a cheese sandwich. I wasn’t too sure I’d like pony food, so cheese and bread was a good idea. While I was in Fluttershy’s body, I wasn’t sure I could trust I’d enjoy the same things she does... did.

After slicing a few pieces of cheese and getting two slices of white bread from the pantry, I made the sandwich and took a bite. As I chewed, I frowned. Something seemed... off. I shrugged. Pony taste buds were probably just more sensitive than a human’s and this was just my new body trying to adjust to my train of thought.

Half way through the sandwich, however, I stopped, holding a hoof to my stomach. I didn’t feel so good anymore. At once I felt a feeling I remembered all too well, even though I didn’t like it. I hurried back to the bathroom, almost tripping over my legs a few times and got to the toilet, just as my stomach decided to bring its contents back up.

After a few minutes and finished upchucking and groaned, my mane plastered against my face.

“That... wasn’t nice.”

I got up and washed my hooves in the sink, then looked in the mirror. I looked like someone had just pulled me out of an overheated sauna. I did my best to fix my mane and splashed my face to get rid of any remaining sick.

Once done there, my thoughts wandered into why I’d thrown up after eating the sandwich. As I looked in the mirror I saw the small fangs Fluttershy had been left with after episode seven.

My gut dropped. Was I turning into Flutterbat? That would explain the reason I’d been so desperate to eat those apples.

I shook my head.  No. No, I couldn’t be turning into Flutterbat. I’d notice if that was the case. I’d seen the episode, I'd recognize the signs. And I wasn’t desperate for apples. If I was turning into Flutterbat, I think apples would be a nagging in my mind, making themselves known.

I walked out of the bathroom, thinking as to why else I’d thrown up. Maybe Fluttershy was lactose intolerant? No. No, I’d seen her eating plenty of milk products in the show, so that wasn’t it.

I came to the most logical conclusion. The bread and cheese were off. Not only would that explain why I’d thrown up after eating them, but it would also explain why they’d tasted off.

I walked into the kitchen and gasp when I see Angel feeding the cheese and bread of my sandwich to the mice and birds.

“No, wait,” I said, hurrying forward. “You shouldn’t eat those, they’re off—”

I stop. None of them seemed to find anything wrong with either the bread or the cheese. They weren’t even making faces at the taste.

I frowned. So, if the bread and cheese weren’t off, why did I have to hack them up?

Before I could think of a reason, I heard a knock at the door.

I walked over and open it (hooves are surprisingly easy to use in that way, for some reason) to find Rainbow Dash standing a little from the door, a sheepish and apologetic look on her face. There was something else too. A... sadness?

“Listen, Fluttershy,” she said, scratching her leg and looking away. “I’m... I’m sorry I just grabbed you like that this morning and took off. I... I wasn’t even thinking.”

I blinked. I honestly had not been expecting an apology from the Pegasus, knowing her character from the show.

“Um, that’s okay, Rainbow,” I said, noting how much I really am sounding like Fluttershy right now, not including the voice. “It was a simple mistake. Anyone could’ve—”

I stopped as Rainbow pulled me into a surprise and very soft hug.

“That’s no excuse,” she said, shaking her head against my shoulder. “After everything that’s happened over the last few days and what you and Twi did for Scoots, I should’ve been thinking clearer. I’m so sorry, Flutteshy.”

A small frown creased my brow, but I hid it quickly as I pulled away from Rainbow, smiling.

“Don’t worry, Rainbow,” I said, closing my eyes. “Everything’s gonna be just fine. And I accept your apology.”
She smiled. “Thanks, Shy. Well, see you later.”

With that, she took off into the air, her rainbow trail remaining in the sky for a few seconds before fading away. I stood watching for a while, my mind on what Rainbow said about Scootaloo. From what she’d said, it sounded like something really bad had happened to the orange Pegasus and Twilight and Flutteshy had done something nice for her.

I wondered what that could be. Maybe they’d adopted her?

Whoa! Hold on, there! If that was true then that meant Scootaloo was my daughter! I’m not ready to be a parent, especially now, dealing with being a pony and all.

I shook my head. It probably wasn’t that. Just because Scoots is portrayed as an orphan in most fanfics... heck, I’d even written two where she was an orphan, it didn’t necessarily mean she really was one, right?

I tried to think of what else it was the two ponies could’ve done for her. Maybe she’d been injured and they’d taken care of her? Yeah, that was probably it.

I decided to go back inside and explore my new home, so I wouldn’t get lost at any point. After looking through a few rooms, including the ones I’d barged into, then left when I’d first been looking for the bathroom, I came across a room I was not expecting to find. It was a nursery.

I walked in, looking around at the sky-patterned walls, the blue padded carpet, the changing table piled with diapers and the blue crib with sky-patterned bed-covers.

I frowned. Was Fluttershy an adult foal, like in some of those padded ponies fics I’d read? Well, if so, not anymore. No way was I gonna do that. I ain’t wearing wearing diapers and acting like a foal.

As I looked closer, I realized everything was normal sized. As if Fluttershy had been expecting to have a foal soon.

My frown deepened. I wasn’t going to question whether she and Twilight would’ve been able to pull that off, despite both of them being female. I’d read enough fanfics where magic created a foal to know two mares having a foal by birth wasn’t an impossibility.

I turned, heading back towards the front door. Too much was going on and I needed to clear my head. Maybe a walk through Ponyville would do that and I’d be able to think one hundred percent clearly.

I said goodbye to Angel, telling him I needed so fresh air.

He didn’t seem to mind. He must have still been thinking about when I was sobbing and thought this would help me feel better.


As I walked through Ponyville, looking at all the markets and townsponies, I could feel my inner brony screaming with joy. To walk in Ponyville was every brony’s dream come true and I was experiencing it first hand... er, hoof. I really need to wrap my head around that pony lexicon.

“Fluttershy!” two young and excited voices called from behind me.

I stopped and turned around to see Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle running towards me and I had to use all my self-control to stop myself from squealing like a fangirl at the fact I was meeting them.

“Oh, hello, girls,” I said, patting myself on the back at how much like Fluttershy that made me sound, not even including the voice.

“So, how’s Scoots doin’ in there?” Apple Bloom asked, looking at me with intrigue.

I blanked for a second. In there? Where was there?

Not wanting to startle them though, and also because now as not the best time for them to know I wasn’t the Fluttershy they know, I simply smiled and said, “Oh, she’s doing just fine.”

“That’s great,” Sweetie Belle chirped and I felt kinda bad that I’d just lied to them, having no idea where Scootaloo was to begin with.

Which brought other question to mind. Where was Scootaloo? Normally the three of them were inseparable, but she clearly wasn’t with the two fillies, or they wouldn’t be asking me how she was doing.

The two hoof-bumped and shouted, “CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS: FOAL HELPERS! Yay!”

With that they ran off, leaving me standing there, very confused.

“Foal helpers? What’s all that about?”

I was about to return to my walk when a male voice called, “Hey, look. If it isn't Cluttershy.”

I turned to see the three stallion pegasi from that episode, Sonic Rainboom. I scowled. The last thing I needed right now was to listen to bullies, so I turned to walk away.

“Hey, what’s the hurry, Cluttershy?” one of them called. “Miss your mommy?”

The thought of my mother and her face at learning of my old body, now soulless sprang to my mind and pure, unadulterated rage flooded my being.

I whirled around, glaring at them. “How dare you?”

The three of them blinked, clearly surprised by my reaction.

I stomped towards them and they started backing away. “Do you have any idea what kind of a morning I’ve had?! You all think you’re so tough, the way you tease and act badly towards other ponies.”

I came right up to their faces and they hunched down like a dog scared of being hit by its own for disobeying.

“You have no idea how bad things are for me right now, you jerks!” I snarled and they whimpered. “I bet you’re wondering why I’m not acting like the timid, widdle scaredy cat you think I am, right?”

They didn’t respond.

“RIGHT?!”

“Yes,” they cowered, their eyes wide with fear.

“Well, I’ve got news for you colts,” I snapped. “I’m not the same Flutteshy you teased and made fun of. And if you don’t want me to do something horrible to you, right now, then fly away RIGHT NOW and don’t bother me again!”

They nodded frantically and flew off as fast as their wings could take them. I stood there, fuming as I watched them fly away until they were out of sight.

“Fluttershy?”

I turned at the shocked voice to see Pinkie Pie and Rarity staring at me, wide eyed. My anger vanished in a heartbeat and my ears fall flat against my head.

Oh, man. What just happened? I know I was angry, but I'd felt even angrier than I knew I should’ve. Yeah, they were talking about my mother, but they were thinking of Fluttershy’s mother, not mine and I should’ve known that. So why did I turn all Manticore on them just now? Plus, now the two ponies I was looking at had seen me acting like Fluttershy had after Iron Will had tried to make her more assertive and it had backfired, turning Fluttershy into a mean pony.

“Um, Fluttershy?” Pinkie asked nervously. “You’re not turning into Meanie Fluttershy again, are you?”

I sighed and shook my head. “Sorry about that, girls,” I said, pawing at the ground. “I... I don’t know what happened. I just got so angry. That... I shouldn’t be like that, should I?”

They shook their heads slowly.

I sighed. I needed answers to what was going on and there was only one pony I could ask about it. The only other pony aside from myself who knew I wasn’t the Fluttershy everyone... no, everypony (really need to get this pony lexicon fixed in my thought process) thought I was.

Before I could think further, however, I felt two sets of hooves wrap around me.

“It’s alright, darling,” Rarity said, her voice calm and full of understanding. “Mood swings will do that to you. We know you don’t mean it.”

Mood swings? What, was Fluttershy’s body in its period right now? That's referred to as "being in heat", right?

Jeez, it’s hard enough to get used to being a pony, a mare at that, now I’ve got to deal with being in heat too? Celestia, help me.

That does it. I’ve got to ask Twilight what’s going on. Everypony seems to know something I don’t and I have a feeling I should know it too.

“Would some cake make you feel better, Fluttershy?” Pinkie asked, looking at me.

For some reason, all I could think of then was apple related sweets. Apple tarts, apple fritters, apple pie, apple cake, candy apples—

I shook my head, stopping the list of apple foods rolling through my head. Now I really needed to talk to Twilight. This apple obsession was starting to scare me a little.

“I’ll... see you girls later,” I said, pulling away and heading in the direction of the Golden Oaks Library. “I need to talk with Twilight.”

They seemed to understand, because they didn’t stop me and just left me on my way.


I stood in front of the door to Twilight’s library. I knew Twilight didn’t want to talk with me right now, but something was going on and I needed to know. I knocked on the door.

From inside a croaky voice called, “Come in.”

I pushed the door open, walking in. Twilight looked a mess. her mane was a bit disheveled, her eyes were red and puffy and her face was stained with tears.

When Twilight saw me, she looked away. “Please, I told you I don’t want to talk right now—“

“No, Twilight,” I said firmly, putting my hoof down,metaphorically and physically. “Something’s going on. I’ve got a massive craving for apples, I threw up when I tried to eat a simple cheese sandwich, Rainbow said something about you and Fluttershy helping Scootaloo, who I haven’t even seen since I got here, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle said something about being foal helpers, Rarity said something about me having mood swings, which I see I have been having since I got here and on top of all that, I found a nursery in Fluttershy’s cottage. What the hell is going on, Twilight? And don’t talk around this. Tell it to me straight, right now! I think, after what you did to the two of us, I deserve that much, don’t you?”

I regretted that last statement as soon as it left my lips. Twilight’s face crumbled, and it hadn’t been to sturdy to begin with and tears poured down her face.

I hurried over and hugged her. “I’m so sorry, Twilight. I... I don’t know what came over me. What’s wrong with me? I’m never like this, not even when I was me, not Fluttershy.”

She sniffled and sighed. “Okay,” she said, stepping a bit back. “Just... promise me you won’t freak out when I tell you.”

I went a bit cold, thinking about the apple cravings. “I’m not turning into Flutterbat, like during that vampire bat incident a while back, am I?”

She shook her head, giggling. “No, your apple cravings have nothing to do with that. So, do you promise not to freak out?”

I breathed a sigh of relief, glad I wasn’t turning into a vampony and closed the gap and nuzzled her. “I Pinkie Promise.”

She giggled as I moved away and sighed. “Well, I’ll start off with Scootaloo, since she’s kind of centered in all this.”

I nodded, ready to listen.

Twilight sighed. “Well, a few days ago, she hurt herself badly while trying to perfect a new trick on her scooter.” She hesitated as her face darkened with sadness. “The doctors told us she wasn’t likely to make it.”

My blood went cold. Did...? Did that mean Scootaloo was...?

“I... I tried using a regression spell to make her a bit younger, thinking it might heal her body,” Twilight went on, then hung her head. “What I didn’t know was that particular age spell has a condition. If the age of the one the spell’s being cast on isn’t exactly specified, the one the subject will be turned into an unborn foal and placed into the nearest adult female.”

I raised an eyebrow. “I... don’t follow, Twilight. What does this have to do with what’s been happening to me?”

Twilight gulped and I had a bad feeling whatever she was going to say involved me.

“When the side effect happened... Fluttershy was the one closest to Scootaloo.”

I was still confused, going over what she’d said in my head. My eyes went wide with realization at what she was implying.

“Y-you...? You mean I’m...?” I stuttered, my lips quivering.

If Fluttershy had been the closest to Scootaloo when the side effect happened and the spell put the foal into the nearest female adult to one the spell is being cast on, then that meant...

Twilight nodded. “You’re pregnant... with Scootaloo.”

I felt like a fifty ton mallet had slammed into my brain as everything that had been happening, all the pieces of the puzzle, fitted into place. The reason I’d felt worried when I fell on my stomach after I first told Twilight I wasn’t Fluttershy, the apple cravings, the throwing up when I ate that cheese sandwich, what the CMC and Rarity and Pinkie had said, why I’d gotten so angry when I knew I didn’t need to be, everything made sense now.

I... was pregnant... with Scootaloo.

The world suddenly turned sideways and all sight and sound left me.

> Chapter 3 - Dealing with What Life Gives You
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Chapter 3

Dealing with What Life Gives You

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As my sense of consciousness came back, I could feel a blanket on my body. I slowly opened my eyes and could just make out five brightly coloured figures standing in front of me. I sat up slowly, to which they all responded with reaching out and holding me steady, as if expecting me to pass out again. To be honest, I’m pretty sure that was a possibility.

I looked to each of them, they all seem worried. I sighed and looked to the purple blob, knowing it was Twilight.

“We have to tell them.”

She nodded and turned to the other four as my vision cleared and I saw all the details of the other ponies.

“Girls,” Twilight said, the hurt clear in her voice. “The pony on my couch... isn’t Fluttershy.”

They all raise eyebrow in confusion.

“It’s true,” I said, my voice a little weak. “This is Fluttershy’s body... but I’m not her.”

“And before you ask, no, she is not a changeling,” Twilight said firmly. “I ran the test. She’s Fluttershy’s body... just not her mind.”

The other four turn to me, Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow all with slight frowns, Pinkie with a huge smile, no doubt planning me Welcome To Ponyville In Fluttershy’s Body party.

I sighed. “I’m... a human from Earth. I don’t know how, but a spell Twilight used to help Fluttershy understand the minds of animals, my mind ended up in her body instead and as the dominate mind.”

Applejack frowned. “So... yer not Fluttershy, but yer in her body?”

I nodded meekly. I didn’t want to talk. I’d just remembered why I was waking up on the couch. I put my right forehoof on my stomach. I... was pregnant. Not even a day in this body... and I’m pregnant. With Scootaloo.

“Um, Twilight?” Rarity turned to said alicorn, a worried look on her face. “What will this mean for... well...?”

Twilight sighed. “I don’t know, Rarity. I honestly don’t know. She says She feels like Fluttershy’s thought are there sometimes, but it’s only a subconscious thing.”

Rainbow looked like she’d been hit with a wrecking ball.

She walked up to me and put a hoof on my shoulder. “Now I’m really sorry I just grabbed you like that, yesterday morning. You’d barely come to term with being in Fluttershy’s body and I just yank you up before you can even figure out what’s happening. On top of that...”

She glanced at the hoof on my stomach.

I sigh. “I know you didn’t mean anything by it, Rainbow. I... it’s just... so much has happened in such a short time. I learn I’m in your world, my biggest dream, but then I learn I’m in Fluttershy’s body and then... I find out I’m...”

A few tears leak from my eyes and trail down my cheeks.

Rainbow pulled me into a hug and I started sobbing.

“I’m a guy. Guys don't get pregnant. This isn’t something I should ever have to deal with. I spent twenty-two years of my life as a guy and now... now I’m Fluttershy and I’m pregnant.” I felt four more sets of hooves wrap around me and hold me close as I cry out my frustrations.

After a few minutes they all pull away. 

Rarity levitates a hoofkerchief, which I take and blow my nose loudly.

“Don’t worry... um, what do we call you?” Pinkie asked, cocking her head.

I look down. “Just... call me Fluttershy. I think that’ll be easier for all of us...” I looked up, my eyes wide as I stared at Rainbow Dash. “Did you just say yesterday morning?”

I’d been out for the rest of the day? How the hell did that happen? Then again, I’ve never fainted before, so maybe my body was... Okay, that’s stupid. Fluttershy’s fainted plenty of times, so her body wouldn’t be new to the sensation.

Twilight nodded, then looked down. “I’m... I’m so sorry this happened to you. If... if you don’t want to have the foal... we’d understand.”

“WHAT?” Dash shouted, turning to Twilight, her face twisted in shock and anger. “That’s Scootaloo inside her, Twilight! Scootaloo! You’re saying you’d have no problem with her aborting her? You wouldn’t have a problem with Scootaloo dying?”

“I never said that!” Twilight shot back, tears in her eyes. “But Fluttershy hasn’t ever experienced this before. She’s terrified and I don’t want to force her to give birth to Scootaloo if it makes her unhappy.”

“So you save Scootaloo’s life only to kill her later?” Dash snapped, her eyes filled with rage. “What kind of princess does that?”

“A princess trying to think of her subjects and how they feel,” the alicorn retorted, now just as angry as the Pegasus.

“Scootaloo’s one of your subjects!” Dash shouted, pointing at my stomach. “You’re saying you’ll overlook what’s best for her for her?” The pointed hoof thrusts, indicating me now.

“As of right now, Scootaloo is only a few cells within Fluttershy’s body, so yes, yes I am!” Twilight replied, her face turning bright red.

“Princess or not, you’ve no right to choice the happiness of one life over the existence of another!”

“STOP IT!”

All went quiet and all heads turned to me. I glared at both Twilight and Rainbow. “I’m having her. I was going to have her anyway!” Dash and Twilight just stare at me, shocked.

I snort. “Yes, I feel uncomfortable about this, yes, I’m terrified of the idea of another life growing inside of me, but just because I used to be a human, doesn’t mean I’m so heartless I’d abort Scootaloo simply so I feel a bit better! In fact, I'd feel horrible!” tears streamed down my eyes. they were tears of anger and hurt. “As soon as I learned it was Scootaloo inside me I knew I couldn't do anything but give birth to her. You honestly think I’d kill an unborn child just because I didn’t know she was inside me at first?”

They all looked away, unsure how to answer that.

I rub my hoof on my stomach. “I’ll keep her. It wasn’t ever my plan to have a foal... but, I’ll do it.”

Rarity smiled. “It seems you and Fluttershy are more alike than you think, uh, Fluttershy.”

I look up at her, an eyebrow slightly raised.

She chuckles. “That’s one of the kindest things anypony in your situation could ever do, dear.”

Twilight gave a weak smile, came over and nuzzled me. “You’re the Element of Kindness, just like Fluttershy.”

I let myself enjoy the nuzzle. It was so gentle and soft.

“One thing Ah don’t get,” Applejack said, shaking her head. “How come ya’ll didn’t noticed ya’ll were pregnant from the get-go? Ya’ll musta been feelin’ groggy when ya woke up yesterday mornin’?”

“Well, yes, I did feel groggy when I woke up,” I said, turning to the farm mare. “But I was up til almost three in the morning before I went to sleep in my world. When I felt groggy, I just assumed it was because I’d gone to sleep at three and woken up at around seven.” 

“And did you just miss the whole thing about my apologizing for grabbing her before she’d fully woken up and zipping her over here?” Rainbow asked, giving Applejack a “answer yes and you’re a complete idiot” face.

“Well, I didn’ think about that,” the blonde haired mare replied. “Kinda hard to remember somethin’ like that when you learn somepony else is in onea yer best friend’s bodies.”

“Girls, please,” I said, shaking my head. “No more fighting over this. Scoots and I have been through enough as it is.” I wince, thinking about how I’d landed on my stomach when I’d first tried to stand in this same house only yesterday.

“Not to worry, dear,” Rarity said, putting a hoof on my shoulder. “Having a foal is a big thing to take in. You couldn’t have known.”

“But the signs were all there,” I wave a hoof dramatically. “I have massive cravings for apples, I can’t stomach cheese and you were all saying stuff about foals, even your sisters saying they’d been foal helpers, but I couldn’t put it all together til Twilight told me about that spell.”

Applejack shook her head. “Ya’ll were worryin’ ’bout findin’ yerself as Fluttershy, sugarcube. And ya’ll were a male before. Ya couldn’a known.”

I gave a weak smile. “Thanks, AJ. I needed that.”

Twilight nuzzled me again, more tenderly this time. “We’ll all help you, Fluttershy.”

I couldn’t help it. My smile grew a bit stronger. This may not have been what I’d had in mind for my life, but at least I had some friends who’d look out for me.



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“And how’s the mother-to-be coming along?” Mrs Cake asked as she stood behind the counter.

I smiled as I stood in front of the counter.

It had been a month since I’d woken up as Fluttershy, pregnant with Scootaloo. Everypony in Ponyville now knew I wasn’t really Fluttershy, but when they all learned I hadn’t been responsible for it and that I wasn’t a danger and that, even though the idea of giving birth to a foal was terrifying to me, yet I was still going to give birth to Scootaloo, they decided I was okay and treated me like any other member of their town.

It had taken some time, but I'd gotten used to my new life as Fluttershy and as an expectant mother. Twilight had sent a letter to Princess Celestia and I was a little anxious about the meeting with her, which was going to be today, at Twilight's library.

As for the animals, the others had been helping me with them, since I wasn’t as experienced as Fluttershy herself and it was still taking a little time for me to settle into that train of thought.


I don’t know if it was because this was a magical pregnancy or something, but I was already starting to show a tiny bump.

“I’m doing fine, thank you, Mrs Cake,” I said, nodding. “And she’s doing really well.”

I went to a table sat and she gave me a small cup of tea. It turns out I like tea. Guess that’s because of Fluttershy’s taste buds. Maybe it was Scootaloo inside me. That is still something I have trouble understand. Scootaloo was inside my womb... The idea that I even now have a womb was still hard to get used to, even after a month.

I sipped my tea, enjoying the mango flavor. I knew I liked mango tea in a sense. A few weeks before all this happened, one time before work, I’d bought a bottle of Lipton Ice Tea, mango flavor, which I used as a drink bottle afterwards. Luckily, it seemed I enjoyed mango tea, even now and so did my foal.

I giggled a little. My foal. I was having a foal.

“Well, how’re ya doin’, Fluttershy?”

I turned as the farm pony and her little sister walked towards my table.

“We’re both doing fine, thank you, Applejack,” I said, rubbing my free hoof on my stomach, then turned to Apple Bloom. “How’re you doing today, Apple Bloom?”

“Ah’m doin’ great. Thanks, Fluttershy,” the red-haired filly smiled back at me. “Has she b’n kicking yet?”

I chuckle. “I only became pregnant with her a few weeks ago, sweetie. It’ll be at least another two before she starts kicking.”

The filly frowned. “I’m not Sweetie Belle, Ah'm Apple Bloom.”

Applejack and I both chuckle at the filly’s words.

Once we finish finding humor at Apple Bloom’s expense, I look down at my stomach and pat it gently.

I’d been in the nursery every day since I woke up and told the girls I’d go through the birth and keep Scootaloo. I felt so happy now, whenever I was in that room. It was a feeling I’d never expected before and it was a wonderful feeling. the most wonderful feeling I'd ever had.

Angel was a lot more well behaved now. He’d tried being his normal, totaly rude self to me, expecting me to give in, like Fluttershy normally would. The look on his face when I got stern with him and did not give in was priceless. Actually, he’s really nice. I think the real reason he was always so rude and demanding of Fluttershy was because he wanted her to grow some backbone. Well, now he had his wish, because I wasn’t bending to any of his whims unless he deserved it and we were great friends because of it.


The two Apple siblings and I had a wonderful talk at the table over a few apple tarts. Apple Bloom was really excited for when Scootaloo was going to be born, but I had to remind her that it was still ten months before she was expected to be born. She got a little disappointed, but got over it when I told the best things are worth waiting for.

When I was done I bid the two Apples farewell and headed out, gave some bits to Mrs Cake to pay for what I’d ordered and headed off across Ponyville, my intended destination being Twilight’s library.

“Fluttershy!”

I stopped, groaning as I turned to greet the mint-green unicorn trotting towards me. Ever since Lyra found out I’d been human before she’d been pestering me about everything human.

At first I’d found it enjoyable. Her reactions every time she learned her idea of humans was off and all the names for things she’d gotten totally wrong. But after the first three weeks, not to mention she’d woken me up really early in the mornings, which as it turns out, when you’re pregnant, makes you really cranky and can ruin your whole morning, it had become rather tiresome.

I put on a smile, hiding my annoyance at the barrage of human questions I was bound to have to endure.

“How’s she doing?”

I blinked. Okay. Did not expect that as her opening question.

I moved a hoof to my stomach, smiling for real now. “She’s still refusing to eat cheese. But she can’t seem to get enough of AJ’s apples.”

Lyra chuckled. “Will you be okay with her not eating cheese when she’s born.”

I smirked. “Not a chance. Cheese is healthy and full of calcium. Just because chocolate and other sweets like that have it in them doesn’t mean I’ll let her get her intake of it from them instead. She’ll be eating cheese, like a good little filly.”

My stomach gave a small moan.

“Oh, hush,” I said, looking down at it. “I’m your mother, young filly and I know what’s best for you.”

Another moan was the answer and I rolled my eyes.

Lyra giggled. “Even as an unborn foal she’s a rebel, huh?”

I sighed. “I’m so not looking forward to her teenage years. If my sisters were any indication, that’ll prove very tiring.”

Lyra blinked for a second, then smiled. “You’re talking about those human sisters of yours, aren’t you?”

I nodded, looking away.

That was the hardest thing I’d had to deal with. Not turning into a mare, not that I was Fluttershy or even the pregnancy. It was the fact that I’d never seen my family again. They’d never meet their granddaughter. They didn’t even know I was still alive.

A few tears slid down my muzzle and I felt Lyra pull me into a hug. “I miss them, Lyra. I miss them so much,” I sobbed into her coat. “The fact that I’ll never see them again tears me apart.”

She rubbed my back, doing her best to calm me down. “Shh, shh. It’s okay. I know this is hard, but we’re all here for you. And you’ve got a daughter on the way.”

“That’s the worst part,” I cried, shaking my head. “They’ll never know about her. They all probably think I’m dead. I’ll never be able to show them their granddaughter. And how do I tell this to Scootaloo? I know Fluttershy has her own family, they’ve even sent me a letter saying they’ll be here tomorrow, but I have trouble seeing them us my family. I just... I just...”

I couldn’t say any more and just sobbed into her.

I was happy. I really was. I was in Equestria and I was having a foal, Scootaloo, so I knew what to expect from her. But at the same time, my heart ached all the time. I missed my family. The last time my dad and I had spoken he was angry at me for still using the iPad when it was almost three in the morning. The last words I’d shared with my dad had been words of anger. That was going to haunt me for all my life.

The sound of hoofsteps behind me and a warmth encompassing me from behind told me Applejack and her sister had heard my sobbing and come out to comfort me.


After a few minutes I got a hold of myself, thanking them for their comforts and headed towards the library.

I felt a little guilty when Twilight ran out when I was only a couple hundred hooves away, saw me and ran to me, pulling me into hug.

“Sorry I’m late, Twi,” I whispered, returning her embrace. “I... kinda had another breakdown in front of Sugarcube Corner.”

“Your family again?”

“Yeah,” I said quietly, a few new tears sliding down my cheek. “I really miss them, Twi.”

She pulled away and led me inside.

We talked about what Celestia was going to talk with me about when she arrived. Probably wanting to know if I suspect this could happen to someone else, or even somepony else.


When a knock came on the door, Twilight gave me a reassuring smile and opened it with her magic. I won’t lie when I say I eeped at the regal sight of Celestia walking in, both out of brony excitement and also fear.

She walked towards me and I suddenly realized why ponies get nervous around her. She was towering over me. If I were still a human I’d be about the same height as her. Of course, if I was human, I’d be at home right now, probably reading some fanfics, instead of being in Equestria, as Fluttershy and expecting a foal.

She sat on her haunches and smiled warmly at me. “Hello, Fluttershy. Do you mind if I call you that?”

I shook my head the tiniest bit. “N-no. I’m used to it now.”

She nodded. “So, how are you enjoying Equestria?”

I give a small smile. “Everypony’s been really kind to me. I know I’m not the real Fluttershy, but they’ve all accepted me for who I am and welcomed me with open hooves.”

She nodded. “And, about Scootaloo. Are you okay with it?”

I put a hoof to my stomach and smiled. “It’s still a little weird for me, but I’m really happy about it too. Sometimes I wish she’d hurry up so I can watch her sleeping in her crib.”

Celestia chuckled. “Spoken like a true mother-to-be.”

My smile turned sheepish. “You think so?”

She nodded. “I have been around for a long time, Fluttershy. I have seen the look of a mother-to-be that is happy for it many a times over.”

I closed my eyes. “Thank you, princess.”

“How is your mind?”

I looked to her, a bit startled. That was not a question I’d anticipated.

“Wh-what do you mean?”

Celestia’s smile was gone, replaced with a solemn look. “Do you feel the original Fluttershy fading away... or taking over.”

I thought for a minute. I’d had a few flashes which were more Fluttershy than me, but not too many.

I shook my head. “I don’t think so, no. I’ve had a few flashes where I feel more like her, a bit nervous or kinder than I’d expect to be, but other than that, no, I’ve been me the whole time.”

Celestia nodded, her face a mask of neutrality, so I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

A few moments later she got up and nodded to me. “I hope things go well for you, Fluttershy.”

I nod in return. “Thank you, princess. I hope so too.”

With that, she left, Twilight closing the door behind her.

I spent a few minutes talking with Twilight. 

We’d become closer since we’d both told the girls about who I really am. I don’t know if it’s love, but I know I care about her. Maybe that’s Fluttershy’s residual memories of her feelings for Twilight.

After we finished talking, we shared a quick nuzzle and I left for home.


When I got there Angel had already gotten the animals their meals. He must have wanted me to take it easy since I was pregnant.

I smiled, and nuzzled him gently. “I’m not that far into my pregnancy yet, Angel. I can still do a few things, but thank you for being so generous.”

He rubbed against my cheek, smiling.

After dinner I had a bath, Fluttershy must have really liked baths, because there were a lot of soothers and scented soaps. They were just what I’d needed over the last month to calm down when the idea of my new life got a little too stressful. I couldn’t let myself be stressed. It wasn’t good for Scootaloo.

When I finished bathing, I dried myself off, went to bed and snuggled in the night.

Just before going to sleep, I put my hoof on my stomach and smiled. 

“Of all the things that have happened to me, I think you’re the reason I’m happy this all happened, my little foal.”

I felt something inside me. Was it movement? No, couldn’t be. Too early. Maybe it was Scootaloo’s thoughts coming to me while we’re connected.

I giggle and go to sleep.




> Chapter 4 - Meeting the Family
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Chapter 4

Meeting the Family

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I was standing by the lake in a park near my home. I could hear the ducks and other birds making noises.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sounds.

“This place is so nice.”

I start and whirl around to see...

“Fluttershy?” Wow. That’s weird. Fluttershy saying her own name in surprise.

The Pegasus gives a small nod, not turning to look at me, her eyes on the birds in the lake.

I glance down at myself. I’m Fluttershy too, only with the month pregnant belly. I look back at her.

“Um, I’m dreaming, right?”

She nods, but doesn’t look my way.

I follow her gaze. She was watching a small family of ducks swimming through the lake.

I smiled. I’d never seen ducklings in this lake before. It was nice to get the chance.

Then my guilt grips me and I turn back to Fluttershy. “Um, Fluttershy?”

“Hmm?”

I took a deep breath, then put a hoof to my stomach. “I’m... I’m sorry.”

She finally turns to look at me, confusion on her face. “Why?”

I look away. “I stole your life. I stole your foal. Maybe not intentionally, but I still did. I... I’m just... Sorry doesn’t even seem enough to apologize.”

I felt a hoof on my shoulder and looked to see Fluttershy. She was smiling.

“You didn’t steal my life, Fluttershy. None of this is your fault.”

She pulls me into a hug and I return it.

“I’ll always be here if you need me,” she whispered into my ear. “All you need to do is listen and you’ll hear my voice.”

With that everything started to fade, including her.

“But... what’s gonna happen to you?” I asked, trying to keep a grip on her, my hooves just passing through her.

“I’ll be waiting by the lake.”



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I slowly opened my eyes. I was back in my bed.

I sat up, rubbing my eyes with a hoof. While pregnant I was so not a morning pony. I stretched myself, getting all the stiffness out of my bones, before I gingerly got out of bed and headed downstairs.

When I reached the main room, I smiled as Angel gave some feild mice some cheese. He noticed me and hopped over and I nuzzled him.

“Good morning, Angel. Did you have a good sleep?”

He pulls away, nodding.

I head for the kitchen to get my breakfast. I had a fruit salad (mostly apple slices), some toast with peanut butter and a glass of apple juice, while Angel had some carrots.

After we finished, I took my dishes to the sink and washed them. To think, only a month ago I barely washed my dishes at all. Now I was going it like a pro, without even thinking about it.

With the dishes done and left to dry and went with Angel to check on the food I’d prepared for when Fluttershy’s... no, when my family arrived for their visit later.

I was a little nervous. Most fics I’d read about Flutteshy had her having a very cruel and sometimes violent family. But I had read a few with her having caring parents and they’d sounded nice enough from their letter.

I looked over the picnic Angel and I had prepared. Some dandelion sandwiches and daffodil sandwiches, a large salad, some muffins (thanks to my favorite mailmare) and some bottles of apple juice.

I thanked Angel for his help and we waited for our guests to arrive.

At 10:10 I heard a knock on the door.

When I answered it I was pulled into a hug by a large Pegasus stallion with a mint-green coat , slightly darker green eyes, a pinkish-white mane and tail, the former being styled in a curling fashion, like icing on a cupcake and a Cutie Mark shaped like a cloud with a smiling sun behind it.

From over his shoulder I could see a Pegasus mare with a coat a teensy bit darker than mine, with a red mane and tail with a curly style like any female usually has, red eyes behind broad blue glasses and a flower for a Cutie Mark.

You would have to have to be pretty stupid to not know these were my parents. I sort of looked like a merging of them both. Though that didn’t explain my pink hair being as pink as it is, I brushed it off. Dad's hair's probably whitened with age.  I was more worried about how tightly my new dad was holding me.

“C-careful, Dad,” I manage to get out. “Y-you’ll squash the baby.”

“Oh,” he said, letting me go. “Sorry about that, sweetie.” His voice is really soft.

I smiled. Despite my initial fears he had a nice, gentle voice. He felt like somepony who is a tender guy at heart. Jeez. Now I know where Fluttershy gets it from.

The mare came over and gave me a much softer hug. “It’s good to see you, honey.”

Her voice is really soft too. Jeez, does everyone in my immediate family soft-spoken?

I couldn’t help it, I let myself go and enjoyed it. This hug was wonderful. It was the hug of a mother cradling her child, even if in my mind I knew I technically wasn’t her child, it was still a wonderful feeling.

She stepped back after we broke the embrace and said, “We even brought a few of your cousins. Your brother... couldn't make it today, though, I'm afraid.”

I can't help frowning for a second at her tone. Guess I'll need to learn more about my new brother. I'll ask Pinkie and Dash later.

Mum motioned to some ponies I couldn’t see and they stepped forward.

My jaw almost dropped, right before I caught myself.

Four mares were standing there, smiling, all of them Earth Ponies.

One of them looked like she could be my identical twin, aside from the fact that she was an Earth Pony and I was a Pegasus. The only other visual difference was her Cutie Mark, which was three pink flowers on their stems.

One mare had a pink coat, purple eyes, her that was streaks of lavender, bright yellow and the same pink as her coat and a Cutie Mark shaped like a butterfly with yellow with, outlined by dark-pink.

The next mare had a violet coat, green eyes, a white mane and tail with a large streak of slightly darker violet and a Cutie Mark shaped like several flowers under a few vines.

The final mare had a white coat, red eyes, mane and tail and a love heart with three golden love hearts.

All of them had mane styles almost identical to mine.

My mum put a hoof on my shoulder and nodded to each mare in turn. “These are your cousins, Primrose and Tender Hooves, Lily and Bright Heart.”

I glanced at her. Why was she introducing me to them like I didn’t know them? True, I didn’t know them, but why would she introduce them to her own daughter? I had yet to break the news to them that I wasn’t the Fluttershy she raised as a filly.

“Don’t worry,” she whispered to me with a gentle smile. “Princess Twilight sent us a letter explaining everything.”

My jaw dropped for real this time. I turned to her, my eyes wide. “You...? You know that I’m not really your daughter?”

Her eyes softened further. “Honey,” she pulled me into another hug, “you are my real daughter. Your mind might be different, but you’re still my little Fluttershy. Nothing can change that.”

I... I didn’t know what to say. She saw my as her daughter, even though only my body was what was left of her daughter.

I returned the hug. “Thank you, Mum.”

“Mum?” she chuckles, pulling away. “Why’d you call me that?”

“Uh...” What did she mean?

“You used to call her “mom”,” the stallion, my dad, said, raising an eyebrow.

I laughed nervously. “Well, since you know about what happened, my mind’s that of an Australian. There, we say “mum”, not “mom”.”

“You were what?” Tender Hooves asked, raising an eyebrow.

“The Outback,” I said, deciding that was the easiest thing to say. I didn’t even know if there was a version of Australia here in the mlp world. “I lived in the Outback.”

“Oh,” Primrose nodded, grinning. “You mean the Outbuck.”

I snorted. Outbuck? Seriously? That was the best this world could do to ponify the place I came from?

Once I’d stopped chortling, I allowed them all inside.

Angel hurried over to Tender and waited to be nuzzled, which he was, mere seconds later.

I gave a small smile. Maybe he was smitten with her like Spike is with Rarity.

Once everypony was settled, whether on the couches or simply on the floor, Lily asked, “So, how have you been coping? You know, with everything?”

I was one who’d decided to sit on the couch, if only because of Scootaloo.

I giggled. “Well, I’d be lying if I said it was easy. I’m still getting used to it all a little.”

“Are you looking forward to being a mom?” Tender asked, smiling. 

I looked down at my stomach and smiled. “Actually, I am. I really am. It’s weird, thanks to my memories of being a male, but I really am looking forward to being a mum.”

They all gave me tender looks, the looks only family can give

Tender squealed. "Ooh! I still can't believe our baby cousin is going to be a mommy!"

I chuckle. "Are the only...? Baby cousin?"

They told me the family history. Tender was my oldest cousin, having been born a year before me. Primrose and I were twins technially speaking, since we'd been born on the same day at around the same time, though that wasn't explaining why we look alike, save our type of pony and Cutie Marks and she was older than me by ten minutes.

Lily was grinning and when I asked her why' she pulled two tan vest similar to the ones worn in Ponyville during Winter Wrap Up, only they reached over the body, covering up the flanks. Both looked like they were meant for Earth Ponies.

She glanced at Primrose, then at me and indicated to them. "Put them on."

Curious as to what she was playing at, I took the vest she'd left closest to me and put it, whole Primrose put on hers.

Mine didn't feel restrictive to a Pegasus. It had small pouches where my wings were able to rest comfortably, yet remained out of sight.

Once both of us were wearing our vests, Lily made us stand together and held up a mirror to us.

My jaw dropped. With my wings and our Cutie Marks hidden, Primrose and I looked exactly the same. You couldn't tell either of us apart.

I gaped at my reflection, while the others all giggled and Prim leaped up, bouncing much like Pinkie Pie would.

A small shiver ran down my spine as I glanced at my twin sister. From what little I'd seen of her so far, she was like a very, very, very, very VERY toned down version of said pink pony. If the two of them ever met...

I don't think Equestria could handle that. Lucky for me, Pinkie was out of town with the Cakes today, so we were all safe from a Pinkie-Prim apocalypse. For now, anyway. 

Suddenly, as I stared at our reflections, a grin came to my face.

“Prim?” I asked and the Earth Pony stopped bouncing and turned to me. “Let’s wear these all day, even when I show you all around town. Let’s see if anypony can tell us apart.”

“Ooh, I like it,” Prim grinned, bouncing up again. 

My mum chuckled. “Yes. That sounds like it would be very fun.”

I giggled. “But first, we’ve got a picnic, don’t we?”

They all nodded and we got up, Tender grabbing the picnic basket in her mouth and we headed out the door.

We went to a field a close to Sweet Apple Acres. I would come here whenever the whole “being Fluttershy thing” got the better of me. It still happened, from time to time. Not often, but it did still happen.

We spent a few hours sitting in the field, enjoying the picnic, just a simple family outing.

I giggled as I watched Prim running around, chasing a few butterflies. She was so much like Pinkie Pie it was scary, but cute too.

“So... Fluttershy?” 

I turned to Bright Heart, inclining my head. “Yes?”

She looked away for a second, then back at me. “Um, why are you really wearing the vest still?”

I raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

Bright looked down, as if ashamed about something. “If you’re doing it so the rest of us don’t feel upset that we’re all Earth Ponies while you’re the only one aside from your parents who can fly, you don't have to. We all know it was luck you were the only one born with wings.”

I looked away, blushing. "Actually I... can’t fly.”

They all stared at me, wide-eyed. Even Prim had stopped playing around and was staring at me.

“What do you mean, honey?” Mum asked, looking very worried. “I know you’re not the best flyer, but I know you can fly very well.”

I shook my head. “Not now. I still need to learn how to fly after... you know.”

They all looked away, realizing what I meant.

“Haven’t...? Haven’t you asked one of the pegasi living in Ponyville for lessons?” Tender asked, not meeting my eyes.

I shook my head. “Rainbow Dash offered to show my how to fly, but I’m going to wait before I start.”

Dad frowned. “How come?”

I lower a hoof to my stomach. “What if I fall from a high spot and land on Scootaloo? I could really hurt her!”

“I think she has a point, my little ponies.”

We all looked around. That had been a male voice, but it hadn’t been my dad.

My blood went cold as I recognized the voice.

There was a popping sound and the draconequus, master of chaos appeared in front of me.

I dropped down, staring up in horror, shivering. “D-D-D-Discord!” I whisper, my voice barely audible to even my own ears.

Out of all those who still didn’t know about my being Fluttershy, it was Discord I hadn’t told. I didn’t even know where he lived, so how was I meant to contact him and let him know?

Besides, Fluttershy had been his first friend ever. How would he react when he learned my mind had possessed her body and overtaken it?

Answer: He’d most likely make my life a living tartarus.

I stood there, shivering, waiting for the towering draconequus to deal his chaos onto me. I shut my eyes.

“You won’t touch my daughter, Discord.”

I slowly opened my eyes to see Mum was standing between him and me, her face determined. The others soon joined her, surrounding me, shielding me from the master of chaos.

Discord looked down at us all for a few second, then chuckled, before he burst out laughing.

We all cocked our heads to one side. This was not what we’d expected.

He popped away, only to reappear in my ear saying, “Did you really think I didn’t know about this the moment it happened?”

Hearing his voice suddenly right in my ear caused me to shriek, leaping into the air, only to flop on my back a few metres away from the group huddle.

Discord chuckle as he reappeared, leaning on a lamp post that hadn’t been there a second ago.

“I must admit, even I didn’t see that coming,” he said, glancing down at me. “You surprised me, Fluttershy. You found yourself in another body, learned you’re pregnant and yet you’re not freaking out about it.”

“Discord!”I said angrily, turning over and glaring up at him. “That wasn’t funny. I’m with foal and the last thing I need is a shock to my system like that.”

He pouted, folding his arms, the lamp post disappearing. “You’re no fun. Pinkie Pie would’ve found it amusing.”

I snort. “Well, I’m not Pinkie Pie.”

He nodded, smiling. “True. And had you become her instead, I do believe your mind wouldn’t have been able to take it.”

I snort again. “Of course I wouldn’t have been able to take it. Nopony but Pinkie can handle being Pinkie. It’s just that simple. What are you even doing here, Discord? I’m kinda trying to enjoy a day out with my family here.”

He nods. “Just thought I’d see your reaction to me. I must admit, it was better than I thought.”

After another chuckle, he popped away and didn’t reappear again.

I sighed. That had been taxing. I felt really drained and it wasn’t even half past noon yet.

Mum walked over to me and put a hoof on my shoulder. “Honey, if you’re tired, we can call it a day. You don’t have to strain yourself.”

I smile and shake my head. “I’m okay, Mum. Let’s finish eating and I’ll show you around Ponyville.”

She looked like she wanted to argue, but nodded and we went back to the picnic mat, finished eating with others, packed up, and headed into Ponyville.



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Our group of seven walked through the streets of Ponyville as I showed my family around.

“Bon-Bon’s sweets are absolutely delicious, right?” I asked as we all ate a few lemon chews and walked away from her store, the Earth Pony waving to us as we left.

“Yes,” Mum chuckled, swallowing hers and licking her lips. “I must admit, I’ve never had a lemon chew that delicious before.”

“Well, howdy, Fluttershy.”

I smiled as we came up to Applejack’s cart.

She frowned, glancing from me to Primrose. “Uh, are mah eyes playin' tricks on me'r am Ah seein’ two Fluttershys?”

We all giggle, I wink at Prim and I say, “Hello, Applejack. These are my family.”

At the same time, Prim moves her mouth in the exact same way, making it impossible to tell which of us had spoken with my voice.

Applejack cocked her head. “Uh... Ah’m not sure how to react ta this.”

We all burst out laughing.

“S-s-sorry, A-A-Applejack,” I said through my laughter, wiping tears from my eye. “Primrose and I are near identical and we just couldn’t resist!”

Applejack stood there, blinking for a few seconds, before she joined in laughing too.

After a few minutes of us all guffawing, she calmed down and glanced at the group of ponies around me and raised an eyebrow. “So, these kahnd lookin’ folks're yer family?”

I chuckle. “Applejack, meet my mother, my father, couins, Primrose (you just met, hehe),Tender Hooves, Lily and Bright Heart.”

“Well, howdy there, ya’ll,” the farm mare tilted her hat to my family. “Nice ta meet the family that helped raise...” She paused, her brow furrowing as she turned to me. “They’re yer family, Fluttershy? I never heard of a family where only the parents and two children were pegasi and the rest were Earth Ponies. Uh, Primrose is an Earth Pony, right?”

I shrug. “Yes, she is and I don’t know how it happened either, AJ, but it’s the truth.” Then I frown, glancing at Mum. "My brother is a Pegasus, right"

Mum nods.

Applejack shakes her head and laughs. “Who am Ah to judge that? ’Slong as ya’ll are lovin’ each other, that’s what matters, right?”

I nodded, said goodbye to AJ and we all head towards the library.


As we arrived, I couldn’t help but chuckle as I watched Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle sneaking out so nopony knew they were still having their Twilight Time.

I led my family in, pushing the door open as I called out, “Twilight? Do you have a few minutes?”

Twilight turned, saying, “Sure, Fluttershy. What can I...?”

She trailed off when she saw my family standing behind and beside me

She glanced at from myself to Prim, frowning. “Okay, there can’t be two Fluttershys. Wants going on here?”

Prim and I nod to each other and I say, “I don’t know what you mean, Twilight. There’s only one of me here.”

Once again, Prim copied me flawlessly.

Twilight gaped, her mouth hanging so far down Spike could’ve made a new bed in there.

We lasted about two seconds before we all fell on the floor, laughing like maniacs.

I know this isn’t a very Fluttershy thing to do, pranking like this, but how could I resist? This had been too perfect.

Twilight frowned at me, one eyebrow slightly raised.

I sighed and got up, giving an apologetic smile. “S-sorry, Twilight. I couldn’t help it. Prim and I look exactly alike when we’re wearing these vests. It was too good a chance to pass up.”

Twilight glanced at my twin cousin, who was still rolling on the floor laughing and giggled. “I guess so. I don’t think I’d have been able to resist such a thing either. Before I became an Alicorn, all my mother would have to do is dye her mane, tail and coat and style it like mine and we'd be identical too.” She giggled. "Maybe I'll use that some time, with a spell to hide my wings or give the illusion she has them. It'll freak Shining out."

Once we’d all calmed down, I introduced Twilight to my family.

They all bowed to her (which made both of us roll our eyes) and said how thankful they were that she’d let me stay, even after the mind switch.

Twilight shook her head. “It wasn’t your daughter’s fault that happened. I should’ve told her such a spell was too dangerous and left it at that. Besides,” she winked at me, “I kinda like her new outlook on life.”

I look away, blushing slightly.

“Ooh,” Prim said, nudging me in the sides. “Somepony’s dating the princess.”

“N-no I’m not,” I stutter, looking everywhere but at the ponies around me. “Yes, we... we do hang out a lot and are closer than just friends, b-but we’re not...”

Prim shook her head. “I know when my little cousin’s in love, Flutters, and you, my twin, are in love.”

I shot her a look. “You better not use that “little” line too often. I’m only ten minutes younger.”

“But you’re still younger,” Prim chirped, waving my words away. “Big cousins always know bes—”

She stopped, her body going rigid.

At first, I didn’t understand what was wrong. She’d just stopped, her eyes wide, her legs quivering. It wasn’t until Twilight whispered, “You’re using The Stare” that I realized what was going on.

I closed my eyes, shaking my head. I hadn’t meant to do that. I’d never even used The Stare before. I’d have to be careful not to let it out too often if it could turn my jolly and playful sister into a quivering statue.

I walked up to Prim as she came out of her Stare induced stupor and nuzzled her.

“Sorry, Prim,” I murmured, and feeling it to my core. “I didn’t mean to use The Stare. Please don’t be mad at me?”

I felt her hooves come around me. “I know you didn’t mean it, sis,” she says softly. “I shouldn’t have kept going. I think I deserved a little Stare treatment.”

I giggle. “Well, be careful, or next time I’ll use it on purpose.”

“Is that a challenge?” she asked with a smirk as she pulled back.

I held up my hoof and we bumped them together.

After that the meeting went fine. Twilight and my parents got along well, escpially when they stopped treating her like a princess and started treating her like a normal pony. She also got only with my sisters and cousins.

The only downside was she asked my dad about some of the machines in the weather factory, which sent him on a long explanation on the history of weather control.

Clearly Fluttershy must have had reservations about hearing this just as much as I did, because I moaned with annoyance when he started, just like my sisters and didn’t feel a slight scolding in my mind that normally accompanied small amounts of Fluttershy that bled into my subconscious whenever I did or said something she wouldn't have.

Mum saved us from a lecture on the importance of moisture content in snowflakes, when she pointed outside, saying, “Oh, would you look at the time. Honey, we’d all better go or we’ll miss the train home.”

Dad sighed, clearly upset that he wouldn’t be able to enlighten Twilight further on weather history and she also looked upset, which made me chuckle.

I think that’s one of the things I like about Twilight. She’s always inquisitive and each to learn more.

We said our goodbyes to Twilight and I followed my family to the train station.

When they’d boarded, they opened their windows so we could talk.

“Be sure to keep yourself from doing too much work, dear,” Mum said out the window as we said our goodbyes. “The baby will need you to be at your best, or she won’t grow properly.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Mum. Don’t worry, Angel has been helping me a lot, as have all my friends.”

The little rabbit sitting on my back puffed out his chest, grinning, which also caused us to giggle.

“Take care, cous,” Lily winked at me. “If you ever need any help, feel free to write to us. we’ll be right over.”

I nodded. “Thank you, Lily. Thank you all for coming to visit me. It helped me a lot. I hope you all have a wonderful journey home and that we can do this again sometime.”

“Thanks, cous!” Prim cried, sticking her head out the window and kissing me on the lips.

I backed away slightly, taken aback by that. That was so Pinkie Pie it was scary they’d never met, and if I had anything to say about it, they never would.

The train whistle blew and the train started to leave.

“Bye, Fluttershy!” my family called out to me, as I ran along to the platform to stay with the train.

"Bye, everypony!" I called as I ran, waving while somehow still running, something I'll never understand about ponies.

Once it was gone, I turned to Angel and smiled. “Come on, Angel Bunny. We’ve had a big day. Let’s go home.”

He nodded, curling up on my back and I turned and headed home, still wearing the vest my cousin had given me.




> Chapter 5 - A Second Chance
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Chapter 5

A Second Chance

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The beams of the sunlight gently slid down onto my face and I slowly open my eyes and yawn.

I lean a hoof against my stomach, which was fairly large by now.

“Good morning, sweetie,” I said softly as I rubbed my belly. “And how’re you doing this fine day?”

I felt a small kick in response and giggled.

It has been six months since I went to sleep on the 20/4/2014 on Earth and awoke as Fluttershy in Equestria.

I slowly push myself up and out of bed. Now that I was more than halfway through the pregnancy, it was getting a bit harder to move around, though Rarity pointed out that I seemed bigger than I should for just six months.


I gingerly place my hooves on the floor and steady myself. My increased weight made it harder to keep my balance as easily as before.

I move downstairs to find Angel helping the animals with their breakfasts and smile. He’s been so helpful since I came here; I can see why Fluttershy loves him, even if he was rude to her a lot of the time.

He glances at me and nods to the kitchen, telling me he’d handle the feedings while I got myself something to eat.
I thank him and start towards the kitchen, when I feel Scootaloo kick again.

I smile down at my stomach. “You want to come out soon, huh?” I giggle. “Don’t worry, Scootaloo. Just a few more months and you’ll be able to see all of Equestria again.”

In response, I got three kicks.

I stopped. Three kicks, at the same time? Two kicks at the same time I could understand. Scootaloo could kick with two legs at once, all ponies probably did that at some point before they were born.

But... that was three kicks, and all at once. Scootaloo couldn’t have kicked me three times at once. But the logical answer there would mean Scootaloo wasn’t alone in there, which was impossible. Twilight had only accidently sent Scootaloo into my body, not anypony else.

I shook it from my head. I was over thinking things.

Besides, I had an ultrasound today. That would prove I was just being silly and that I only had Scootaloo inside me.

I had some breakfast (a few apples, some waffles and apple juice), said goodbye to Angel and gradually made my way to Ponyville and to the hospital.

Many ponies said hello and good morning to me along the way, which I answered in kind. They could all see how far I was in the pregnancy and were all looking excited that another pony would soon be joining the community, even if it meant she was technically just rejoining it.

Twilight had wanted to come to the ultrasound too, but she had some royal duties, though she luckily didn’t have to leave town to do them.

On top of that, she was meeting with Pinkie and Rarity to go over the wedding plans.

Yeah, you didn’t mishear that. Wedding plans. Twilight and I are getting married and in only two months.

We’d been going out for a while now, my small interests in her having blossomed into love, no doubt aided by Fluttershy’s residual memories of loving Twilight, and we’d decided to get married and she was busying herself with both her royal duties as well as working with Pinkie and Rarity on the plans for the wedding.

One thing Rarity insisted on was that neither of us was wearing a suit. We would both be wearing wedding dresses. She’d done mine last month, factoring in how much I’d grown over the last few months and how much larger I would no doubt be, come the wedding.

And as for Pinkie... yeah, you don’t want me to go there. Let’s just say she’s going to make it big. Real big.

While I was happy Twilight was putting so much effort into the plans for our wedding, this did, however, mean I was on my own for the ultrasound.

As I reached the doors to Ponyville Hospital, I was stopped by the sound of galloping hooves and turned to see Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle headed in my direction.

I smiled at them as they stopped in front of me. “Good morning, girls. How’re you doing today?”

“We’r doin’ great, Fluttershy,” AppleBloom said, then glanced behind me and frowned. “Why’re ya’ll headin’ inta the hospital?”

“OH! Is Scootaloo gonna be born today?” Sweetie Belle cheered, her eyes sparkling.

I shook my head. “That’s still about five months away, Sweetie Belle.”

The filly unicorn looked down, depressed.

“I am, however, going in for an ultrasound, today,” I said, giggling at the confused frowns from the two fillies.

“Ultrasound?” Apple Bloom cocked her head. “What in the hay is that?”

I walked closer to them. “Well, it’s like a special camera that lets ponies expecting foals to see the foal while it’s still inside them.”

“You mean you’re gonna get to see Scootaloo before she’s even born?” Sweetie Belle’s eyes were like diamonds.

I chuckle. “Would you girls like to join me? You’ll have to behave so things go smoothly.”

It was like Celestia had just turned the sun to shine down only on them as a light seemed to emanate from their very bodies.

“YES!” they both screamed, bouncing up and down as they circled me.

I giggle and turn to head inside. “Well, let’s go then, girls. let’s go and say hi to Scootaloo.”

We went to the front desk, I told the pony waiting who I was and that I had an appointment for an ultrasound, she told me which room and we all headed down the hall.

Once inside the room, we were greeted by Nurse Red Heart and a unicorn mare with a brown coat, blue mane and tail with yellow streaks and a stethoscope Cutie Mark.

“Well, good day, Miss Fluttershy,” Red Heart smiled as the three of us stopped next to the table. “Are you ready to see your daughter for the first time?”

I nodded, then indicated to the two fillies next to me. “Is it alright if these two watch? Scootaloo was their best friend and they’d love to see her again.”

Red Heart nodded. “As long as they don’t cause any trouble, they can stay.”

“Got that, girls?” I said, in the tone Fluttershy had used in the episode Stare Master.

They nodded, giving me a salute. “Got it, Fluttershy.”

“Right over here, then, Miss Fluttershy,” the unicorn said, indicating to a table with a comfy mattress.

With a little difficulty thanks to my large frame, I managed to get up onto the table and lay down on my side.

The unicorn’s horn glowed with an orange aura and a light of the same colour passed over my stomach. She then turned her head to a large blank white screen and her horn sparked and an orangey image appeared on the wall.

I almost squealed, though the fillies beat me to it. On the wall we could see the image of what looked like a foal surrounded by a darker shading that was the walls of my womb keeping it safe.

“That’s her! That’s her!” Apple Bloom shouted, pointing at the image. “That’s Scootaloo!”

“She’s so cute!” Sweetie chirped, bouncing off the ground and doing a Pinkie Pie, hanging there for at least two seconds before coming back down again.

“Hmm,” the unicorn nurse said, frowning.

“What?” I asked, suddenly feeling anxious.

When having an ultrasound and seeing your foal for the first time, the unicorn with a medical degree saying “Hmm” like that is not something you want to hear.

“That’s... odd,” she said, turning to me. “Are your certain you’re only pregnant with one foal?”

I nodded. “Only Scootaloo was effected by the spell and sent into me. Nopony else was hit by the spell.”

“You weren’t with any stallions the night before you became pregnant with Scootlaoo?” she asked, giving me a look that made me fill with rage.

“Of course not!” I shouted, which was quite loud for Fluttershy’s voice. “I haven’t ever been with a stallion.”

“What’s she mean?” Sweetie asked, turning to Bloom.

I panicked and turned to them. “Nothing you girls need to know about yet. That’s big pony stuff.”

They pouted and said, “AWW!”

I turned back to the unicorn, my anxiety returning. “Wh-why did you ask?”

She made the image zoom in closer to Scootaloo and what looked like another pony’s ear was just visible next to it.

My gut dropped. There was no way I was having another foal along with Scootaloo, so that meant...

“Scootaloo’s been born with a defect?” I whispered, a small sob escaping me as I put my hooves over my mouth.

The unicorn frowned, then rotated the image so we could see the ears clearer. “No. Those aren’t Scootaloo’s ears.”

My sobs stopped and my jaw dropped, as did Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle’s jaws, which all hung open as we stared at the screen.

Next to Scootaloo, plain as day, was another foal-shaped object.

“Wh-what?” I stutter, my voice quivering. “B-b-b-but how? How is there another f-foal inside me that isn’t Scootaloo?!”

The unicorn shook her head. “That I cannot answer, Miss Fluttershy. I know how you became pregnant with Scootaloo, however, this other foal does not add up. I would advise you ask Princess Twilight if the spell had any other side effects you did not know about.”

I nodded, only dimly listening as I stared at the second foal on the screen. 

I was having twins. Twins! That explained why I was so big even though I was only six months into the pregnancy and why I’d felt three kicks this morning. Scootaloo and the other foal had kicked at the same time, one of them kicking with two hooves and the other just one.


A few minutes later, I walked out of the hospital, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle walking next to me, an envelope containing a photo of the ultrasound being carried in Sweetie’s magic.

As soon as the doors to the hospital closed, I broke out into as fast a gallop as I could manage in my current state and headed for the library, the two fillies shouting as they followed right behind.



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I slammed the door open, shouting, “Twilight! We’ve got a problem!”

Said alicorn, Rarity and Pinkie Pie all turned to me, my entering having apparently interrupted some argument the three were in and looked at me.

The worry on my face must have been clear, because Twilight bound over and pulled me into a hug. “What is it, Fluttershy? Is something wrong?”

“I don’t know!” I sobbed into her coat. “Twilight, I’m having twins.”

It took a few seconds for Twilight to understand what I’d just said. When it finally registered, she pulled back, giving me a slight frown.

“Fluttershy, I only used the spell once,” she shook her head. “The only foal inside of you is Scootaloo. You can’t be pregnant with twins, when only Scootaloo went into you.”

“But it’s true!”

We all turned behind me to see Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gasping and wheezing, the envelope with the ultrasound photo only just hanging in Sweetie’s flickering magic.

“Look at the photo!” I said, grabbing the envelope in my mouth and handing it to Twilight. “You’ll see! I’m not lying, Twilight! I’m having twins!”

Twilight took the envelope in her magic, opened it and levitated the photo out as Pinkie and Rarity came up next to her to get a look.

Remember in Equestria Girls, that look on human Twilight and Spike’s faces and the donkey sound that made when human Pinkie told Twilight’s identity? That was the reaction from all three ponies as they stared at the picture.

Twilight looked at me, wide-eyed. “But... how?”

I looked away, tears in my eyes. “I don’t know, Twilight. I just don’t know.”

Rarity was the first to regain her composure. “Well, it does explain why you look more like you’re nine months pregnant as opposed to six,” she said with the faintest of an uneasy chuckle. “You’ve got two foals in there, not just one.”

“But how’d this happen?!” Pinkie cried, leaping into the air, her face showing utter horror. “Now I’ve gotta totally entirely reorganize the Happy Rebirthday, Scootaloo party into a Happy Rebirthday, Scootalloo and Happy Birthday... whatever you call the other foal party!! I’ve so much to do!”

And before any of us could really decipher the first part of her sentence, the pink pony was out of the library and down the road.

“Um, I think we should leave Fluttershy and Twilight alone, girls,” Rarity said, walking passed me, stopping to give me a reassuring nuzzle and headed out, closing the door behind her, which was followed by muffled groans and whines from the two fillies.

Twilight and I stood in silence for several moments, each of us not sure what to say.

After about five minutes, Twilight broke the ice.

“Do you have no idea how this happened, Fluttershy?”

I wasn’t sure whether or not I should tell her. I had a small hunch as to why this had happened, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to believe it.

I sighed and nodded. “Can we sit down first, Twilight. This may take a while to explain.”

She nodded and we both walked over to the couch, which she helped me up onto and we sat side by side, neither really being able to meet the others’ eyes.

“Well,” I said, gulping, “Remember how I told you the day after my family came for a visit, that on that day, I’d had a dream where the original Fluttershy spoke to me?”

She nodded. I had indeed told her about the dream the day after the visit from my family. We’d both agreed that Fluttershy was still alive within my mind and where I’d met her was the small part of my mind where she resided.

“Well, that wasn’t the only time I met her in my dreams.”

Indeed, I’d been meeting Fluttershy in my dreams almost every night. We always found ourselves in different locations too. Sometimes they were places in Equestria, other times they were places from the human world and all those from my memories.

However, over the last four months, something had changed about the dreams. In each one, Fluttershy seemed to be younger.

The last time I’d seen her as I remembered her from the show had been about three days after my family’s visit.


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Fluttershy and I were sitting in the Hamarikyu Gardens in Tokyo, Japan.

This dream was a very calm one. Though I’d only been here once in my life, the memory was strong enough that we were surrounded by all the beautiful plants and greenery that this garden held.

It was about three days since my family had visited me and I’d spent the whole dream telling her about what happened, which she smiled about a few times, before we went silent and just listened to the sounds around us.


Suddenly Fluttershy cleared her throat and I turned to her.

She looked at me, a serious expression on her face that took me off-guard. Even in the show I’d rarely seen her wearing that expression.

“Fluttershy?” she asked, firmly. “Can I ask you something?”

I nodded slowly. “Sure. This is as much your head as it is mine, maybe more so, so feel free to ask anything.”

Fluttershy nodded and looked up at the clear blue sky above us.

“If I could came back, but you could still be in my body, would you want that?”

My face lit up. “There’s a way for you to come back?! How?”

She looked at me, still with that firm expression. “Do you want me to do it? Will you help me come back?”

I nodded frantically. “Yes, Fluttershy! Yes, I’ll help you come back. I’ll do whatever it takes! What do we do?”

She looked down, blushing. “It’s... a little unusual, and you’ll gain all my memories once this... process is complete.”

I frowned. “Your memories? Why would I get all your memories?”

She looked at me, a slightly sad look coming across her face. “So that they don’t fade away after I forget them.”

I gasped. “Forget them? Fluttershy, you can’t forget your memories! They’re yours! If you forget them, then it’s almost like you never existed in the first place!”

She nodded, then shook her head, confusing me. “I will forget, but you will have all my memories. The old me we live on in you.”

I shook my head. “No, Fluttershy. That’s not right. I’m not you. I shouldn’t have your memories. That’s just... I don’t know what that is. What would happen to you if you can’t even remember your own name?”

She gave a small smile. “You’ll give me a new one.”

And before I could retort, she faded away along with our surroundings and the dream ended.



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“After that, in each dream I had where I met up with Fluttershy, she was younger and younger. The last time I met her in a dream she was smaller than a five-year-old filly. She didn’t even have her Cutie Mark anymore.” 

I finished my tale, Twilight having sat listening to my every word without interruption.

I turned to Twilight, tears in my eyes. “Twilight, you don’t think the other foal inside of me could be...? You don’t think Fluttershy meant...?”

Twilight, knowing what I was implying, lit up her horn and a beam of purple energy flowed over me for several seconds.

Twilight gasped, her eyes wide as she stared at my bulging stomach.

“Fluttershy,” she said, her voice holding a slight quiver. “I-I checked magical identification. All ponies have a resonance that says who they are... or, in this case, were.”

I gulped. “Y-you mean...?”

She nodded. “The first foal identified as Scootaloo. The second... it registered Fluttershy.”

I felt very light-headed and almost fell off the couch, Twilight catching me in her magic at the last second.

“I’m pregnant with Scootaloo... and Fluttershy?” my voice rose to a high-pitched squeak at the last name.

Twilight nodded, looking as close to fainting as I’m sure I did.

I sat there, staring my stomach.

“So that’s what she meant,” I whispered, putting a hoof on my stomach and feeling a small kick against said hoof. “She came back... by becoming a foal inside me.” I turned to Twilight. “How?”

Twilight thought for a moment or two, her brow furrowed, before she came up with an idea.

“Maybe there was enough residual energy from the spell that turned Scootaloo into a foal and placed her inside you, that her consciousness was able to reconstruct another form within you as well,” she hypothesized. “The spell that brought you into Fluttershy’s body had been used on her fairly recently, so when the other spell put Scootaloo inside you, it gave her a gateway into another form of life. once your mind entered her body and became dominant, she saw the gateway had a purpose and , once you gave her permission, she used it”

It sounded logical... well, as logical as anything can be when magic is involved, anyway.

After a few moments of silence, Twilight wrapped a wing around me. “Look on the bright side, Fluttershy.”

I glanced at her. “What’s that?”

She snuggled into me. “Now we’re having two foals now.”

It took a second for what she’d said to process, before I gave a warm smile and rubbed my hoof against my stomach.

“Two daughters,” I closed my eyes for a second, then opened them wide and turned to the alicorn. “What’ll we call her?”

Twilight pulled back a little, an eyebrow raised. “Hmm?”

I shook my head. “When Fluttershy and Scoots are born, what’ll we call Fluttershy? We can’t call her Fluttershy. It’d be too confusing, even more than it is with you and your mother sharing the same first name.”

Twilight blinked. “You’re right. We’ll have to think up a new name for her.” She put a hoof to her muzzle, thinking.

“It needs to be a name that represents her as we remember her,” I said, closing my eyes as I thought through names that would be suitable for Fluttershy’s new name. “Something that says how kind she is... was? Something that says, “This filly will be the sweetest, most kindest filly you’ll ever meet”.”

Twilight nodded, still thinking. “Bright Eyes?”

I shook my head. “Maybe... Gentle Skies?”

We debated for about half an hour over possible names for our second filly. Names like Kind Heart, Gentle Hooves, Sweet Breeze and so on, but none sounded right for the foal formally known as Fluttershy.

After a while, we gave up and decided we’d ask Twilight’s family for ideas when we went to visit them tomorrow.

“Speaking of which,” Twilight said, her horn glowing and several suitcases levitating next to her, “have you finished packing.”

I nodded. “Angel helped me take them to the train station yesterday afternoon, so that they’d be on the train when we get on later this afternoon.”

Twilight nodded, a small sly smile crossing her muzzle. “I think my organization skills are starting to rub off on you.”

I shook my head. “Back on Earth, I always tried to be prepared before going out somewhere and always planned ahead.” I blushed. “Sometimes too much, to the point when one tiny thing going wrong made everything fall out of place.”

Twilight’s smile grew a little slyer. “You sure that isn’t way you like me?”

I gave her a playful nudge. “Don’t even joke about that, Twilight. I love you because you’re a wonderful pony... and I think Fluttershy’s feelings for you leaked into me.”

After that little banter, we got up and left the library, headed for the train station. Spike had gone ahead; apparently he’d wanted to spend as much of the day helping AJ on the farm before we left, since we’d be staying in Canterlot for a few days.

I smirked as I thought he’d probably have preferred to be with Rarity, but if that fight my arrival had broken up was any indication, he’d taken the safe route and gone to help AJ instead.

The reasons we were staying so long in Canterlot was firstly because Twilight wanted to spend some quality time with her family and second, because I’d never been there before and she was going to show me around. 

But now we had a third reason for going. We needed to tell Princess Celestia about Fluttershy becoming a foal within me, making me pregnant with twins.

When we arrived at the train station, it was to see Spike helping one of the train conductors bring my luggage into the train.
Twilight had opted for a first class carriage, so we could have some privacy and just talk.

Once all our luggage was stored, we got on the train and a few minutes later it puffed out of the station, heading for Canterlot.
Twilight and I spent a fair amount of the trip trying to come up with a name for our second foal.

Spike found our “mare talk” extremely boring and went out to the dinning cart to find something to eat, so he didn’t have to listen to our giggles and squeals as we tried coming up with an appropriate name for our new foal.



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I stared out the window as Celestia started to lower the sun and Canterlot came closer into view.

“Twilight?” I whispered, turning to her.

She had her muzzle deep in a book about caring for twins and I wondered how I hadn’t noticed it til now.

She looked up, saying, “Hmm?”

I looked down, fiddling with my hooves a little. “Do you think your family will like me?”

Twilight lowered the book, smiling. “Of course they will, Fluttershy. What in Equestria would make you feel you needed to ask?”

I sighed, my eyes fixed on the floor. “I guess... I’m just nervous.”

Could you blame me? I was about to meet Twilight Sparkle’s family. I knew enough about Shining Amour and Cadance thanks to the show, heck, I'd even met them, but I didn’t know anything about her parents.

The only stuff I had on them were what I’d read in fanfics and each version of them had always been a bit different in personality.

Twilight wrapped a wing around my shoulder. “Fluttershy, you helped Cadance give birth to Skyla. How could you not think she and my brother wouldn’t like you after that?”

It was true. About three months ago Cadance had given birth to Princess Skyla, the pony all bronies and pegasisters had been anxiously awaiting to see in the show after a doll of her had been released for sale.

I’d helped with the delivery because she’d been at my cottage for a visit at the time her water broke.


When did she get pregnant, I’m sure many of you are asking? Well, remember the Season Four episode, Three’s a Crowd? She was about two months pregnant back then, but was using a spell to hide it and had yet to tell Twilight.

She was going to tell her during the visit, but, you know, thanks to Discord butting in, she didn’t get the chance.


I sigh, nodding. “I know Cadance and Shining are okay with me, Twilight. But what about your parents? I didn’t get to see them after the birth because I had to go help Barry Bear settle a dispute between him and a large colony of bees and that took til nightfall.”

She leaned into me, chuckling. “Don’t worry, Fluttershy. I know they’ll love you almost as much as I do. Especially when we tell my mother you’re giving her two new grandchildren.”

I took a deep breath and breathed out, before leaning into Twilight, smiling. “Okay, I’ll relax. Not sure it’ll be easy for me, but I’ll relax.” I giggle. “Besides, I can’t wait to see Skyla again. She’s such a cute filly.”

I felt two kicks in response to that. They almost seemed like annoyed kicks.

I chuckled. “Don’t worry,” I said, rubbing my belly with a hoof. “You two will always be the cutest foals to me, no matter what.”

Their response was two, much softer kicks, as if apologizing for their little outburst, which just made me giggle.






> Chapter 6 - Big News
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Chapter 6

Big News

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“Fluttershy.”

“Hmm?” I murmured, coming out from sleep.

When had I fallen asleep?

I feel the gentle nudge of a muzzle and open my eyes and look up to see I’d fallen asleep with my head leaning against Twilight’s shoulder.

She smiles at me. “We’re pulling into the station.”

I sit up, rubbing my eyes and glance at the window and see the inner walls of the Canterlot train station.

I yawn, stretching my forelegs into the air. That nap had been nice. I hadn’t meant to nap, but it was just what I’d needed. 

I followed Twilight out, with Spike riding on her back. Our luggage was being taken to Twilight’s house by a group of Royal Guards who’d been assigned to the task while we made our way on hoof.

As we walked, I noticed a lot of same sex couples, even a few stallion couples. This did not really surprise me though. Before I’d come to Equestria, thanks to the fandom, I knew all too well that same sex relationships and marriages were a norm in Equestria.

No, what caught me off-guard was the amount of ponies staring at me as we walked through the streets.

I noticed a lot of mares covering the mouth with their hooves and whispering to each other, no doubt wondering why Princess Twilight Sparkle was marrying a Pegasus mare several months into a pregnancy.

My ears fall against my head and I look down at the ground. This wasn’t what I’d expected. Sure, I knew a lot of Canterlot ponies considered themselves above others, but to be whispering about me while I was able to tell they were... it hurt.

Twilight seemed to pick up on how I was feeling, because she wrapped a wings around me and said, “Hey, not everypony’s like that. A lot of ponies have accepted that we’re together. Those that haven’t simply don’t look beyond their own view.”

I nodded, putting on a smile, though inside I was still hurting from the bluntness of the ponies around us.

A few minutes later, we arrived at Twilight’s parent’s house.

To be honest, it was a rather unassuming house, similar to the houses next to it—similar to the houses all along the block, really.  I glanced around at the other houses, finding them not just similar, but the exact same.

I raised an eyebrow. “Easier just to build same houses throughout the block?”

Twilight nodded. “Pretty much every house is designed the same way. Makes you miss Ponyville’s varying styles, huh?”

I nodded slowly, looking around. I’d been in cities and places with such similar housing ideas before, back on Earth, but, now, it felt really weird. Just... weird.

If it weren’t for Twilight, Shining Armour and Cadance’s Cutie Marks adorned above the door, we could’ve walked right passed her parents’ house without even knowing it.

Twilight uses her magic to open the gate and lets me go first. We walk up the path to the front door and Twilight knocks.

We hear hoofsteps and then the door opens to reveal a light grey unicorn mare with a purple and white mane and tail and three purple stars as her Cutie Mark.

Her light-blue eyes went wide at the sight of Twilight, then even wider when she saw me.

“OH! I was wondering when you girls would get here!” she cried pulling Twilight into the most bone-crushing hug I’d ever seen (and heard) in my life. When she hugged me, however, it was soft and gentle.

“F-Fluttershy,” Twilight stuttered as she recovered from the bear hug, “meet my mother, Twilight Velvet.”

I smiled at Velvet as she let go. I’d been wondering about her name, but hadn’t had to guts to ask. She’s had several names throughout the fandom, Twilight Velvet, Twilight Twinkle, Twinkle Sparkle.

I was also glad to see she wasn't giving me any small signs of interest. Ever since Twilight had decided we'd come and visit, the fic Twilight's Mom Has Got It Going On, where Velvet was interested in Fluttershy, aka, me, had been stuck in my head. i was glad to see this was a Velvet that was happily married to her husband and not interested in fillyfooling.

Velvet led us inside and into the living room, where I saw a blue unicorn with dark-blue mane and tail, yellow eyes and a crescent moon and star as his Cutie Mark sitting on one of the four plush green couches and knew that was Twilight’s father.

“Bright Light, Cadance, Shining, they’re here,” Velvet called and Bright, along with the other two ponies who were seated on another couch together all turned to see us as we walked in.

“Twily,” Shining said, getting up and giving his sister a nuzzle.

I walked over to Cadance, who hadn’t gotten up from the couch and sat down next to her.

In her forehooves she was holding a small pink alicorn foal with a purple and yellow mane and tail and wings tinted dark purple.

I smile warmly as the little foal blinks up at me.

“Hello, Skyla,” I whisper, moving a hoof up to her.

At once, like all infants, Skyla’s first instinct when something new came near her was to grab my hoof, put in her mouth and suck on it.

I daw-giggled as she happily suckled my hoof, a big smile on her face.

“Hey, Flutteshy.”

We turned to see Twilight giving me a playful frown, her father and brother standing next to her, Velvet right behind.

I grin sheepishly. “Sorry. Skyla’s so cute.”

Twilight shook her head. “I know my niece is cute, but could you please pay attention so i can at least introduce my parents to my fiancée. Mom, Dad, this is Fluttershy.”

Velvet walked over and gave me another hug. “I can’t believe my Twily’s found such a lovely mare. And you’re having a foal as well.”

Twilight chuckled nervously. “Um... about that.”

All the other ponies looked to her, confusion on their faces.

“We’ve recently learned something... interesting about the pregnancy,” Twilight said, grinning sheepishly. “Flutteshy’s not having a foal. She’s having twins.”

There was silence for several seconds as what Twilight had said sunk in.

Cadance stared at me with a mixture of joy and shock. “You’re having twins?!”

I nodded, blushing. 

“But... who’s the second foal?” Shining Armour asked, looking confused. “I thought the spell Twilight used only turned Scootaloo into a foal. Who’s the other?”

“The... original Fluttershy,” I whisper, my voice almost inaudible.

A dead silence rang out as now my words sink in.

“Uh... but... wha... how... ?” wa all Shining could make out.

We explained what Fluttershy and I had discussed in my dreams and how, after I’d agreed to help her return, she’d started getting younger in my dreams until she was gone and how we’d theorized that, using some of the residual energy from the spell Twilight had used that sent Scootaloo into my body, Fluttershy had turned herself into a foal so that she could live again.

Once we’d finished, Cadance was frowning.

“I’m not sure that’s how it happened,” she shook her head. “There wouldn’t have been enough residual energy left over after such a long time.”

“Well, now that you mention it,” I said, looking down.

I was holding Skyla, who was finding my large stomach very interesting. Suddenly one of the foals inside me kicked and Skyla felt it. She looked up at me with the confusion only a recently new born can have.

I smiled at her. “Those are your cousins, Skyla. Soon you’ll have some more foals to play with.”

She didn’t seem to understand, but my smile seemed to make her happy and she laughed.

“So, what were you going to say, Fluttershy?” Shining asked.

He was standing next to his father, both of whom look very pale, still trying to understand that not only were two foals being held within me, but that one of them was the same pony whose body I know owned.

I sighed, looking to Twilight. “I thought our idea was sound at first. But, on the way here, I started seeing holes in it. Something else made Fluttershy turn into a foal within me.”

“Indeed, something, or rather somepony did.”

As soon as I heard the voice, I knew who it was, so I didn’t get startled when Discord appeared right in the middle of the living room.

“What do you mean, Discord?” I asked, almost lazily. When he was just having fun in his own way, it was tiring to talk to him, so it was better we cut to the chase so I don’t get a headache.

I felt a kick, a rather painful one, in response to that. Seemed Fluttershy had heard that thought and didn’t approve of my manners.

Discord chuckled. “Why do you think Fluttershy asked you about her coming back, in your dreams?”

I frowned. “Did you have something to do with that?”

He shrugged. “I was going to turn her into a foal within you right away, but she wanted to ask your permission first.”

“Wait!” Twilight cried, her eyes going wide. “You turned her into a foal and placed her in Fluttershy?!”

Discord shrugged again, laying back in an invisible hammock. “I wasn’t going to simply let my first friend ever simply remain a lucent thought. And now she gets a second shot at life.”

Twilight glowered at the draconequus. “You put another foal into my fiancée without asking her! Along with asking the original Fluttershy you should have asked Fluttershy herself!”

“Twilight, I know you’re angry at him,” I said, giving the draconequus a quick glare myself, “I am too. He didn’t ask and he should have, but he allowed Fluttershy to come back, something neither of us thought was possible. Can we really be angry at him for that?”

Twilight looked away, fuming. “I... guess not,” she grumbled, then shot a dark look at Discord. “But you ever do anything like that again; I’ll personally return you to stone.”

Discord nodded and popped away, but not before turning to me and saying, “best wishes, Princess Fluttershy,” and he was gone.

We all stood in silence for a few seconds; first, trying to take in the fact that Discord had put Fluttershy inside me and two, what he’d just called me.

“I... guess, since you’ll be marrying Twilight, you’ll be marrying into the Royal Family,” Shining said, the first to get his voice back. “I became a prince after marrying Cadance, so you’ll become a princess after marrying Twilight.”

I shook my head and smiled. “Let’s just have the family fun we all planned, shall we? Enough with the shocks and silences. We’re all meant to be happy.”

“She’s right,” Velvet said, smiling. “We’ll soon have added four new ponies to the family.”

After that, we all sat and chatted about what had been happening and what plans were underway in regards to the wedding.

I asked Cadance if she’d be the best mare, to which she eagerly agreed to it.

We spent most of the day just talking, going over plans for the wedding. Celestia was going to wed us, just as she had Shining and Cadance.

Velvet and Cadance both talked with me about what I’d be going through in a few months. They explained how much pain to expect during the birth and methods on how to cope.

Their reassurance was certainly welcomed. Of all the few things I wasn’t looking to about the birth, the pain was one of them. According to both of them, nothing could ever compare to the pain, but the reward is well worth it.


As it became later afternoon, Twilight and I said our goodbyes, promising to return later and headed for Canterlot Castle.

When we arrived, a Royal Guard took us straight to the throne room, where Celestia was finishing up a meeting with several ponies.

As soon as she saw us she welcomed us in.

We both stood in front of her, slightly nervous.

“What is wrong, my little ponies?” she asked, looking from me to Twilight.

We both sighed and I decided to speak up.

“Princess, you remember what we talked about? About Fluttershy’s mind?”

Celestia nodded, her expression revealing nothing.

“Well, thanks to Discord being himself, he did something that was both irritatingly annoying, while wonderful at the same time,” I said, blushing as I glanced down at my stomach. “You’ll notice I’m rather big for only six months?”

Celestia nodded again.

“Well, that’s because Discord asked the original Fluttershy if he could turn her into a foal and place her within Fluttershy, next to Scootaloo.”

Celestia didn’t even blink.

“You see, Fluttershy was speaking with Fluttershy in her dreams and she asked her if, if it were possible for her to come back, would she help her. She said yes and, five months later,” Twilight indicated to my stomach. “Fluttershy’s now having twins.”

Celestia only smiled. “I am glad to hear it.”

“Huh?” we both said, staring at her.

She chuckled. “I was informed by Discord himself about this four months ago.”

Twilight’s left eye twitch. “Why didn’t you tell us?” Her voice was gentle and polite, but I knew there was anger and frustration behind those words.

Celesita shook her head. “It was not my place to do so, Twilight. And Discord told me he’d tell you both.”

Twilight snorted. “Oh yeah, he told us, alright. Today.”

Celestia frowned. “He only told you today about this?”

I nodded. “We just thought I was gaining weight or something. But when I felt three kicks at once instead of just two, and when I saw a second foal in the ultrasound...”

Celestia nodded. “I will be having a word with him about this, do not worry. He should have told you right away and spared you all that worry.”

After that we spoke with Celestia about the plans for using the Castle chapel for the wedding. All the arrangements had been finalized and our time for the wedding was booked.

Provided another changeling invasion or some other dangerous event didn’t happen, we would be married within the next two months and be a family.

We thanked Celestia for her time and left the Castle, heading back to Twilight’s parents’ house.


We’d just opened the door and greeted eveyrpony, when a loud voice shouted, “There she is! The foalnapper!”

Twilight and I whirled around.

Five ponies were walking up the path. Three were Royal Guards, all pegasi and the other two ponies were a yellow coated unicorn stallion with a brown mane and tail, grey eyes and a blue hard-cover book for his Cutie Mark and the other was a Pegasus mare with a tan coat, brown eyes mane and tail and a lightning shape for a Cutie Mark.

The three guards were as stoic as ever a Royal Guard was, but the two others were glaring at me as if I’d committed murder.

“What’s going on here?” Twilight asked, turning to one of the guard, frowning. “What’s this about a foalnapper?”

“Her!” the Pegasus mare shouted, pointing an accusing hoof at me. “And you!” She pointed at Twilight.

We all stared at her in shock. Even the guards seemed taken aback.

The guard Twilight had addressed cleared his throat. “My apologies for coming so abruptly, Princess Twilight, but these two ponies, Mr. Thunder Strike and Mrs. Bright Skies claim that you and your fiancée stole their daughter from them.”

I raised an eyebrow. Their daughter?

My eyes widened when I realized what he’d just said. They claimed we’d stolen their daughter? Neither Twilight nor I would ever do something so horrible.

“Claim?! Claim?” Bright shouted, her eyes wide with rage, pointing a hoof at my stomach. “It’s truth! Look at her! She has my daughter within her!” 

My eyes widened. “Are you Scootaloo’s parents?!”

Bright just glared at me. “Yes, we are! And we want our daughter back! How dare you steal her from us!”

“Wait, what?” I asked, but Thunder Strike cut me off.

“We go away from Ponyville for just seven months. Seven months and you convince the princess to take our daughter away from us! You blackmailed her into using a spell that made you pregnant with our daughter, didn’t you!”

It hadn’t really been a question. He was stating it as if it was completely true, without a doubt.

“Hold on a minute,” another of the guards said, frowning at them. “Are you claiming that Miss Fluttershy, bearer to the Element of Kindness and future wife of Princess Twilight stole your daughter and tricked the princess into impregnating her with the child?”

“That’s what we’ve been saying since we found you and called you over here!” Skies shouted, a vein appearing on her neck. She glared at me. “She’s an evil witch, claiming to be kind, then stealing ponies children away and making them her own!”

“Now wait just a minute,” Twilight stepped forward. “Fluttershy didn’t trick me into using that spell, and by no means did she even intend to become pregnant with Scootaloo.”

“Don’t try covering for her, Your Highness!” Thunder growled, glaring at Twilight for a second before turning his glare back at me. “You are not at fault in anyway. It is this wench that dared to take our daughter!”

I got my voice back and said firmly, “Wait a minute! You were gone from Ponyville for how long?”

“Seven months,” Skies said coldly. “Yet, within those seven months you decided to turn away from the kind pony you fooled everypony into believing you are and took our daughter away!”

I frowned. “Who did you leave Scootaloo with while you were gone for those seven months?”

Twilight, Skies and the guards all glanced at me in confusion. This was hardly time for social talk.

But I had a hunch about something and if I was right, I’d be having a word with a certain Sun Goddess and Lord of Chaos about punishments.

Thunder seemed just as confused by my question as every other pony. “Nopony. She can take care of herself.”

A gasp came from Twilight, the guards and even Skies.

"You told me you found her a sitter," Skies said, staring in shock at her husband.

My frown turned into a scowl. “So, let me see if I understand this right. You and your wife both go away, for seven months and you didn’t hire anypony to look after Scootaloo while you were gone? You just left her to fend for herself?”

Twilight and the guards had backed away slightly. They could all sense I was a danger to any close to me right now and were wisely keeping their distance.

A torrent of rage was whirling around inside my head. They’d left their daughter, their only child, who couldn’t even fly alone for seven months? They didn’t think once, not once, to try and find a sitter for Scootaloo? There were plenty of ponies they could’ve asked.

Lyra, Bon-Bon, Twilight, Rarity, Applejack, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, Colgate, Filthy Rich, Rainbow Dash, Cheerilee, Aloe, Lotus, Flitter, Cloudchaser, Carrot Top, Sparkler and myself just to name a few. Hell, even Derpy would’ve been able to help if they’d only bothered to ask and all would have been willing to do so for free, out of the kindness of their own hearts.

But, instead of asking any of the wonderful ponies who’d willing give up their time to look after Scootaloo, they’d left her alone, without any supervision?

“So what if we did?” Thunder shrugged, not seem to realize what he was actually saying. “If she can look after herself, why waste good bits on a sitter? Keeping our jobs are more important than wasting money where we don’t need to.”

My left eye twitched and all but the two ponies accusing me of foalnapping, who’d just admitted to abandoning their daughter (though the wife perhaps unknowingly), took several steps back.

I took a deep breath, trying to restrain myself, before I turned to the two ponies, my eyes shooting daggers at them. “Do you want to know what happened to your daughter while you two left her alone for seven months?”

“We already know!” Skies shouted, pointing at me. “You stole—”

“She almost died!” I shouted over her.

They both hesitated, slightly taken off-guard.

“What?” Thunder asked, blinking dumbly.

“You heard me,” I said in low voice. “She almost died and it was because you weren’t there to stop her from doing something reckless and stupid!”

“Now see here,” Thunder stepped forward, his eyes narrowed. “How do we know you’re telling us the truth? You have our foal within you. Why should we trust you?”

“You can check the medical records in Ponyville hospital,” Twilight said firmly, though she remained her distance. “They kept the records, even though Scootaloo is now a foal within Fluttershy.”

Skies looked at me sceptically. “And how do we know you didn’t fake them?”

My eyes twitch again. I’d seen the memory from when it happened. I know what I'd seen by my eyes that day. It had been only three months ago when it happened.


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I awoke in a corridor that looked like that of a hospital. Clean and sterile, with the scent of detergent in the air.

I was standing in front of a room number 237.

Looking around I saw a sign saying I was in the critical care ward.

I turned back to the door and got a horrible sense of dread as the door seemed to rise into the air, towering over me like a giant.

I wanted to turn away; I wanted to gallop as far from this door as I could, go somewhere, anywhere, as long as it was away from this Celestia forsaken door..

But, no sooner had I decided to run, my legs moved on their own towards the door, which opened, letting me in.

What I saw made my blood run cold.

Twilight, Fluttershy, Rainbow, Pinkie, Rarity, Applejack, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were all standing around a bed.

In that bed, I saw I filly I knew, but who looked far beyond what I’d ever thought I would see.

Scootaloo was lying in the bed, her face bruised and battered, her legs in casts and slings, her skull split dead centre and her wings... her wings were mangled beyond repair.

She was hooked up to respirators, blood transfuses and a heart monitor, which beep slowly every two seconds.

I felt the need to be sick, but somehow kept it down.

This was horrible. What had happened to her that could’ve done this?

“It’s my fault,” Dash said, her head hung low, her eyes red raw, tears pouring down her muzzle. “She wanted me to come but I was late. If I’d only gotten there sooner—!”

“Dash, this ain’t yer fault,” the farm mare said, putting a leg around Rainbow’s shoulder. “None of us coulda known she’d pull a stunt like that.”

“Why didn’t her parents stop her?” Rarity asked, turning to her younger sister.

Sweetie looked down. “We... we don’t know. We don’t know where they are. We went to Scootaloo’s house, but they weren’t there and nopony we asked knew where they were either. But the time we got back to her—”

She burst into tears and Rarity held her sister in a tight embrace.

Fluttershy looked distraught. Her face was paler than I’d ever seen it in the show. She was almost as white as Rarity.

“Isn’t there anything the doctors can do?” she asked. Her voice sound hallow, as if all the life had been drained from the sight of the filly lying in that bed.

Twilight looked to Rainbow, who started sobbing.

“They—” she gasped, struggling to speak through her body-raking sobs. “Th-they said— They said she’ll be lucky to last the night!”

A cold chill ran through the room and my legs almost buckled.

Lucky to last the night? It was that bad?

Fluttershy sobbed, turning to Twilight. “Isn’t—?” sob, sob, “Isn’t there anything we can do to save her, Twilight? Anything at all?”

Twilight closed her eyes, composing herself and thinking. When she opened her eyes, she was frowning.

“I have a spell that might work,” she said, turning to Rainbow.

The cyan mare’s eyes bulged. “What is it? Use it, Twilight! Please, save her?!”

Twilight took a step towards the bed, her frown still in place. “While I was looking through some more books from the Castle of the  Two Sisters, I came across a regression spell that should heal Scootaloo. It was used whenever a pony’s body was too damaged to last long and they would regress them until they were completely healed.”

“How young’d that make ’er?” Applejack asked, an eyebrow raised.

Twilight shook her head. “However young they needed to be into order to heal them completely. They’d heal by using the inner magic within themselves, changing their body to a time it remembered being healthier. How young they became depended on how bad a shape they were in.”

“What about Scoots?” Rainbow looked worried. “How young will it make her?”

Twilight thought on that for a moment. “By adding some of my own inner magic I should be able to keep Scootaloo’s age similar to the way it is now. But just to be safe, I want everypony to stand back. I don’t want you getting caught in it accidently and giving your own inner magic to her.”

They all nodded and back away.

Twilight lit her horn and Scootaloo became shrouded in Twilight’s aura.

Twilight hesitated, looking unsure. she was suddenly doubting if she could save Scootaloo.

Fluttershy stepped closer to her and wrapped a wing around the alicorn. “You can do it, Twilight,” she said softly. “I know you’ll save her.”

Twilight sighed and gave Fluttershy a small smile. “Thanks, Fluttershy. I’m a bit nervous.”

The Pegasus nuzzled the alicorn. “I’ll stay right next to you. You’re not doing this alone.”

Twilight nodded and cast the spell.

I watched as Scootaloo started to slowly heal, her brusies sinking into her fur-covred skin, the split in her head closing up, her wings slowly returning to what they should be.

I realized Twilight was using the spell that had sent Scootaloo into my body and glanced at the two mares.

Though she was standing next to Twilight, Fluttershy was a few centimetres closer to Scootaloo with one of her front legs extended ever so slightly.

At once, Scootaloo shone with a white light that started all present. When the light faded, Scootaloo was no longer in the bed. In fact, it looked like she’d just vanished, leaving her casts, slings and bandages behind.

“What happened?” Rainbow screamed, her eyes wide with panic. “Where’d Scootaloo go?!”

Twilight turned to her saddlebags, which I noticed were by the door I was standing next to and levitated a book with a marron cover out of it.

She opened the book and quickly scanned the page.

“What?” she shouted, her eyes going wide.

“What?” Rainbow asked, her voice rising in hysteria. “What’s wrong?”

Twilight scowled. “I didn’t see this tiny writing at the bottom of the spell.” She levitated it closer to read the tiny writing. “Warning! If this spell is used and a specific age has not been set, the one the spell was cast upon shall be reduced to a new foal, barely days old and place into the nearest female adult. URGH! You’d think whoever created this spell might have put that in large bold letters! Was this pony stupid or something?”

“Who was closest to Scootaloo before the flash?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking around at the six adult mares.

Twilight cast her magic into the air and markers appeared in front of each mare. At first it looked like she was the closest... until she noticed another marker sitting next to hers, and just the tiniest bit in front of it. The marker was in front of Fluttershy.

“Um, Fluttershy?” Twilight said, her voice quivering slightly.

The timid and right now petrified Pegasus turned to Twilight. “Yes?” her voice was quivering and barely even a whisper. I almost didn’t hear it.

Twilight gulped. “According to the tracking spell, you were the closest to Scootaloo.”

Applejack’s face went red. “Does...? Does tha’ mean...?”

Twilight nodded. “Fluttershy is now pregnant... with Scootaloo.”

There was silence for several seconds, before said Pegasus fell to the floor, unconscious and the dream ended.



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I glared at Scootaloo’s parents after the retelling of my dream/memory was over. 

“Because of your neglectance, Scootaloo almost died! If Twilight hadn’t used that spell, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation because you’d have arrived home, only to learn your daughter was dead!”

Before either could respond, the second guard who’d spoken stopped them, shaking his head.

“Is this true?” he asked, his eyes narrowed. “Did you willingly and knowingly leave your daughter on her own without contacting anypony to look after her, even just check on her every once in a while.”

Thunder glared at him, while Skies just stared and that seemed all the answer he needed.

He nodded to the first guard, who turned to us and said, “We’re sorry for having disturbed you this even, Princess Twilight, Miss Fluttershy. We won’t bother you anymore.”

“What?” Scootaloo’s parents shouted as they were led away, the guard keeping them from turning back.

“NO!” Skies yelled in rage. “She stole my daughter! Make her suffer for her crimes!”

“That’s enough!” the second guard shouted, his voice filled with uncharacteristic anger for a Royal Guard. “I have a little filly of my own and I would never, NEVER leave her alone even for a day for my job! Even if I had to go to Celestia herself, I would stay with my daughter and look after her!”

“You’re both being held for the night for obstructing the peace,” the first guard said as they led the two protesting ponies away.

“This isn’t over!” Skies’ voice carried back to us. “You hear me? We’ll see you in court for this, you hussy!”

When her insults finally faded away, Twilight put a wing around me and I sighed.

“Why do things keep getting more complicated everyday I’m here?” I whispered, a few tears leaking from my eyes.





> Chapter 7 - The Hearing
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Chapter 7

The Hearing

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Three days passed, and we were finally called at the hearing of my curious case of Scootaloo getting in my womb, and her original biological parents (mostly her father) begin annoyed by the idea.

As I entered in the crowded courtroom, I looked at the ponies sitting there. On the extreme front of the left side, the accused (me) and the defendants, on the right, the accusers (Scootaloo’s parents) and their lawyer.

I sat down on the simple bench, and waited, just like everypony else in the room, for the judge to come. As I waited, I looked at my right, and saw Skies and Thunder, also sitting on the bench, but having different postures: while Skies, wearing a thin black veil on her head, had her head bent over and seemed to be shedding tears, Thunder had a more composite posture, one that transmitted tranquil fury towards me.

I kind of exchanged the feeling towards Thunder, mostly for the fact he left his flesh and blood alone for seven straight months without contacting anypony to look out for her, or, better yet, claim to have done it without truly doing so to his wife.

But I contained the anger, so to unleash it at its peak at the right moment.

After a while, the judge, a bald dark brown unicorn pony, entered in the room, his eyes wrinkled and dull, like the ones of an old elephant and his movements equally awkward.

I saw the judge climbed with difficulty the three steps that brought led to his seat, and, once he was there, he sat, and waited for the transcriber, a light-red earth pony, to bring in the typewriter for the memorandum.

Once everything was set, the judge said the usual formula with a bored voice.

“The year: one thousand two hundred and thirty-six. The day: twenty-one of the month of July at the hours twenty and five minutes, Canterlot, High Wall Street. In front of me, Legal Rights, Attorney in Canterlot of the Attorney District of Canterlot. Present, Miss Fluttershy, born in Poulpoleis, Cloudsale, 2nd of June of 1210….”

I cringed slightly at the mention of Fluttershy’s date and place of birth: it sounded as if the judge was judging a dead person, not helped by the fact that aside from the year, it was the same date I was born. 

Or, better yet, considering that the “true” Fluttershy was in my body, he was processing a fetus, a per-pony before the pony.

I looked again at Skies and Thunder. While Skies listened, Thunder prepared himself to spring at the first occasion, and I, as counter-reponse, prepared to spring in too.

When the judge was done with his litany, he said the fateful words.

“The here present, Miss Fluttershy, has been charged with the crime of Foalnapping and Unlawful Morphing.” The judge pointed his eyes at me. “Miss, how do you plead?”

I wasted no time in thinking: I knew that in this situation I was guiltless, so I said with full security, something not many would know me or the previous dominant of this body to have, “Innocent.”

The judge nodded, and turned to Thunder.

“What is the accusation claim?”

Thunder’s lawyer, an amaranth Pegasus, sprang up, and said, “It is simple: Miss Fluttershy, along with Her Majesty Twilight Sparkle, according to my client, had convinced Scootaloo, my client’s daughter, to go in their houses, and do illicit acts with her. “

She snorted, as if in disgust.

“My client also theorized that, to avoid being found out, Her Majesty has decided to forcefully impregnate the accused with Thunder’s daughter, so as to make her a technically biological daughter to Miss Fluttershy.”

I glared at Thunder. That sounded like the most far-fetched and absurd claim I’d ever heard in my life, and I’d heard a fair few before even coming to Equestria.

I couldn’t help but ask myself if his lawyer was kidding, when he was presenting Thunder’s clearly fake claims of kidnapping and forceful transformation as if they were pure fact.

Twilight objected that.

“Excuse me, Excellence, but I consider this interruption necessary.” Twilight looked at the Pegasus lawyer, who was skimming like a rabid dog. “What would be the point, for the accused, to turn your client’s daughter into her own?”

“Many things,” she replied. “Insanity.” 

I felt hurt and insulted by that. Fluttershy, before I’d become her, had helped save Equestria, this pony’s home, several times over, and she was calling me insane?

“Unlicensed Foal Slavery,” she went on.

That made me furrow my brows, since I would never image that Equestria even had slavery, let alone the foal one. Not to motion the very idea of accusing Fluttershy, bearer to the Element of Kindness to do such a thing.

“Organ harvesting, unlawful same-sex adoption and many, many more!”

I almost fainted. Organ harvesting? I felt like I was going to be sick. This is Equestria, not the middle ages of Earth. Where in the whole wide world of Equestria would they get that idea from?

“Objection,” Twilight called.

The judge nodded and Twilight turned to Legal, her eyes narrowed.

“Where have you been the last three years? Same-sex marriage and adoption has been legal since before Luna’s return. And for your information, nopony would ever do something so horrible as organ harvesting. Why in Celestia’s name did you think that idea would work in proving your case?”

A few ponies in the jury started whispering, seeming to agree that that last statement from Legal was a little beyond ridiculous.

Twilight went on. “Further more, we aren’t even married yet! Besides that, Scootaloo’s misplaced pregnancy was all an accident!”

“An accident?” Legal laughed. “What kind of accident is that?”

“I was trying to save her by regenerating her wounds!”

“And that is illegal: your position as royalty doesn’t qualify you as a physician, at least since the passing of the Law forty-five Comma four of the August of 1150 about Thaumaturgical Rulers. If this is true, it would be Unlicensed Medical Practice, with the increase for Minor Unwilling Victim.”

When I saw the witnesses whisper between themselves, and saying that the lawyer was talking very well now, I started to worry. 

If the judge decided that Thunder’s lawyer had a good point, that meant that, as soon as Scootaloo was born, she would be back in Thunder and Skies’ hooves. Considering that was the reason for why Scootaloo had that fatal accident was because she was left unsupervised for months in the first place…

The fact that Twilight started to sweat slightly didn’t help my morale, either.

“But that was an emergency! If I didn’t use it, we wouldn’t even be here discussing about it because she would be dead!”

The lawyer smiled wickedly. 

“That does not change anything, if you didn’t ask a professional about it.”

As he said that, I noticed that Skies was on the verge of tears. The poor mare. Even if I was originally a guy, I could partially understand her pain: first she discovers that her daughter isn’t hers anymore, then discovers it happened because the filly was involved in a big incident, and then somepony blames Skies of not caring enough about her daughter. 

I guess that, even if she was winning the cause, that must hurt a lot emotionally.

Naturally, that didn’t justify her carelessness, but still.

“Hey!” we all turned to the crowd to see Rainbow Dash hovering above her seat, her face red with anger. “What about all the evidence? Twilight hasn’t had a chance to show you, bozo, who’s wrong.”

Legal smirked. “And just what kind of evidence could she possibly have found to go against these facts I have against her and the accused?”

Twilight seemed to regain herself and stood firm, her horn glowing, several black boards, each with diagrams appearing in front of the courtroom.

Twilight walked up to the boards and turned to the crowd. “Your Honour, ponies of the jury, while some of these facts about how I have no say as a physician may be true, the trying matter here is who will be Scootaloo’s mother when she is born and who is best suited to this task.”

She turned, giving me a small smile, then looked out again, her horn glowing, several of the diagrams lighting up.

“Thunder Strike claims he is in the right, however, he openly admitted in front of three royal guards that he willingly and knowingly lied to his wife about finding a sitter to look after Scootaloo whilst the two of them were away. And they are all here today and will back up that claim.”

Thunder glared at Twilight and was about to say something, but a glare from Twilight made him remain silent.

“By doing so, by not knowing she was believing lies, Bright Skies went along with her plans, thinking her daughter was being cared for. However, what is disgusting is this was not the first time this has happened.”

Murmurs came from all around the court room.

“Objection!” Thunder practically bellowed.

“On what grounds?” the judge asked, glancing at him.

“I— I— She can’t say that!” Thunder said, either his anger, or his worry about being proven guilty of the claims Twilight was making causing him stumble on his words. It was hard to tell which.

“Can you say in all honesty that these claims by the princess are completely false?” the judge asked, which Thunder replied with by looking away, mumbling under his breath. “Then overruled. You may continue, Your Highness.”

Twilight nodded. “Thank you, Your Honour.” She returned to her charts, highlight areas with her magic. “I have had several investigations into this matter, and found that, for the most of the last two years, Thunder has lied to his wife over and over about leaving Scootlaoo with a sitter. This resulted in Scootaloo being left on her own for months upon months at a time. If not for all her friends in Ponyville and so many of the residents being so kind, I highly doubt the filly would have lasted long on her own.”

She turned, with a slightly less intense glare at Skies.

“Not only that, but Scootaloo was neglected even before her birth.” A chart glowed with her magic. “While looking through the hospital records to see how many times Scootaloo was hospitalized because her parents weren’t around to watch over her, I noticed that there is a reason as to why her wings were underdeveloped for a filly her age.”

There were more whispers among the crowd and I felt my confidence in my marefriend’s words return.

Twilight snorted, holding up a chart. “This is a record of the blood of Bright Skies a mere three weeks into her pregnancy.”

“Objection!” Thunder shouted, and I noticed the slight bit of worry in his voice this time.

“Overruled,” the judge said, nodding for Twilight to go on.

“In her blood exam, it was revealed she had a large amount of alcoholic cider intake from the previous night, before the exam. Skies, whilst still only a few weeks into the pregnancy, had alcohol, resulting in Scootaloo’s being born with a defect.”

There was a unanimous gasp from all in the room.

“I’m sorry!” Skies shouted, tears streaming down her muzzle. “I didn’t know it was alcoholic cider! I was distracted and didn’t realize until I started feeling tipsy!”

“Shut up, mare!” Thunder almost hissed. “Are you trying to lose this for us? My pride is on the line here.”

Skies stared at him, wide-eyed.

“Pride? Pride? Is that all you care about, Strike? This is our daughter we’re here for.”

“Same thing,” he snorted. “And what does it matter if she was born with a defect? You can’t prove that it was my giving my wife alcohol while she was pregnant that caused it.”

“Oh, yes I can!” Twilight snapped, rounding on him. “Science can prove it, Mr. Strike and has. It is in every How to Raise Your Unborn Foal Guide Book, which I know you have, because you never returned it to the library. And that was before I even lived in Ponyville!”


As a huge argument began between the two of them, I saw Skies going into full-on sobbing and getting escorted outside the room by one of the participating ponies. 

Feeling sympathetic, and because I wasn’t sure I could handle listening to Thunder for much longer, I decided to join her, while my future-wife and Skies’ husband had a verbal battle.


I exited from one of the mahogany lateral doors, and followed Skies, until she stopped outside in front of a statue depicting a scale with a sack of gold weighing less than a blindfolded filly, an allegory of the truth.

The pony who’d escorted Skies then quickly went back to the courtroom, leaving me alone with the broken mare.

She dropped to her haunches at the base of the statue, and started to cry and sob without control, making me feel extremely bad. 

I walked slowly towards her and sat down, looking at her.

She’d taken off her veil and I now saw she was wearing a silver headband to keep her mane from her eyes.

As I looked, I could swear I saw a rainbow light filter across it, then my whole vision blocked by the same light and sighed, realizing what I needed to do.

Taking a deep breath, I said in the best calming voice I could pull off, though, being Fluttershy that wasn’t hard, “Please, don’t cry, Skies. It... It hurts, but, I’ll give your baby girl back when she’s born. I don’t want you to suffer because of me.”

The mare turned her head, her closed eyes full of tears and biting her lips, and said to me, with a voice that expressed spite towards herself, “No, don’t do it. You will be a good mother.”

I shook my head. “But I'm not a good mother. not yet, anyway. In fact, I shouldn’t even be one at all! It was all just extenuating circumstances that led me to being pregnant with Scootaloo.” And later, the original Fluttershy.

She turned her head yet again, and stared at her reflection in the puddle of tears that had formed had formed by her hooves.

“At least you didn’t blindly trust your spouse, and let your offspring run around unchecked for months.”

I frowned, my voice becoming firm. “Skies, from what I can tell, you loved Scootaloo with all your heart. I have no doubt that, if she could tell us so right now, she’d say how grateful she is to have had a mother like you.”

As if to agree with me, I felt a kick and giggled.

“Seems like she agrees with me.”

Skies turned, tears still in her eyes, but a sliver of hope in them too.

“C-could... Could I feel her kicking?” she asked, mourning in her voice that spoke volumes of how much she blamed herself for all of this.

I gave a warm smile. “Of course. Here.” 

I guided her hoof to where I’d felt the kick. Seconds later, another kick came and her eyes lit up.

“She’s a strong kicker,” she sob-chuckled. “She always was, when she was in me.”

I nodded, my smile warm.

Skies reached into her hair, pulling back her headband and pulled out a small blue flower, the same one as the Breezies gave Fluttershy.

Wait. What?

Skies leaned over, and put the flower in my mane.

“This was my first ever gift to Scootaloo,” she said, securing the flower into my pink mane. “She always held onto this, keeping it in her special treasures box in her room. I’d like you to have it. Maybe give it to her when she’s born. A gift from the both of us.”

My smile became warmer and I nodded. “Of course, Skies. I’m honored. Thank you.”

She smiled, then a slight frown creased her brow. “For a second I could’ve sworn I just saw a rainbow... never mind.”

I had to hold back I chuckle. I knew what she was talking about. Though why it was happening now, I didn’t understand. Didn’t Fluttershy get her item long before I became her?

My thoughts, however, were interrupted by a loud scream.

Skies and I both looked up to see a small pinkish-brown Pegasus filly with a scruffy red mane and tail running towards us, green eyes wide with fear.

She ran underneath Skies and clung to her foreleg as if her very life depended on it.

Before either of us could do more than acknowledge this, a group of teenage colts, who were clearly part of a gang rounded the corner, looked around, saw us, no doubt noticing the filly and charged towards us.

They stopped in front of us, glaring down at the filly, who quivered and clung even tighter to Skies’ leg.

“Give her here,” one of them, clearly the leader, a grey-coated Earth Pony with a black mane, brown eyes and a coin-like Cutie Mark said, looking to Skies, completely ignoring me.

Skies stood firm, keeping the filly from their view. “Why do you want her?”

Another of the colts, with a blue coat, red mane and number 3 Cutie Mark snorted. “What’s it matter to you? She was on our turf and now she’s gonna pay the price.”

I glared at them, stepping in front of Skies and the filly, turning on The Stare.

For a split-second, they looked like they planned on advancing, but after that, their eyes went wide and their knees started to shake, after so slightly.

“Now, you boys listen closely,” I said with a firmness I reserved specifically for when I was using The Stare. “This little filly has done nothing wrong. If you try to come after her, hurt her, or do anything to her that she doesn’t want you to do, you’ll have to answer to me. Got it?”

They all nodded, before one of them, the second who’d spoken, shakily said, “Sh-she’s just the Element of Kindness. W-we could take her.”

“N-no way,” the leader said, starting to back away, his posy follow suite. “She may be that, but she’s also Princess Twilight Sparkle’s fiancée. You wanna be the pony who messed with the princess’s future-wife?”

They all shook their heads and, with a final, more intense Stare from me, they bolted like scared puppies.


After a few minutes, enough of a time to pass to satisfy me that they’d gone, I released my Stare and turned to the filly, who Skies was comforting.

“What happened, little one?” I asked, bending down to her level, a kind smile on my face.

“Th-they wan’ed t’ huwt me,” she sniffled into Skies’ fur.

Skies gently brushed her hoof through the filly’s rather dirty mane. “Where’re your parents? Do you want us to take you to them?”

Not only did I want to remind Skies that, since we were an important part of the court hearing, we couldn’t go any further than we already had, but I also wanted to stop her before she asked that question.

The response from the filly was just as I knew it would be. Tears welled in her eyes and she started bawling.

“Don’t hawe famwy!” she wailed. “None!”

Skies looked at me, shocked.

I just sighed, and nuzzled the filly a little. I’d feared that. And this filly looked no more than maybe five or six years old, maybe less. “Is there anything we can do to help?”

She sniffled, looking at me. “Fowget.”

“Huh?” I asked, pulling back a little, an eyebrow raised. Forget? Was she telling me to forget it?

She sniffled again, her eyes filled with hurt. “Wanna fowget.”

Skies gasped. “You... you want to forget everything that’s happened to you?”

The little filly nodded, then buried her face in Skies’ fur again.

Skies looked to me, her expression asking if I knew whether Twilight, or any unicorn I knew could know of such a spell.

I did know a few, and it would be a synch for Twilight, but it felt wrong. Even if the filly did have her memories of the past erased, she’d eventually want to know why she wanted them erased in the first place, and that would just open old wounds.

No, we needed a way for her to forget but never question why. If only we could... could...

My eyes lit up. Of course. That spell. It was perfect. This filly was an orphan, Skies wanted another chance to be a good mother, everypony wins.

I smiled at Skies. “Skies?”

“Yes?” she asked, looking up from the filly, curious when she saw my excitement.

“Would you like to be this filly’s mother?” I asked.

Skies’ eyes went wide and her jaw dropped.

The filly shared her expression, before she squealed with happiness and hugged Skies.

“Mommy!” she shouted, tears of joy now pouring down her face. “Mommy! Mommy! I have a mommy!”

Skies looked down to the filly, back to me. “B-but... how will we handle...?”

I giggled. “Remember the spell that put Scootaloo inside me?”

A small flicker of sadness came over her face as she remembered that. “Yes. What’s your point?”

I looked down at the filly, to Skies, back to the filly and back to Skies. “What if she used it again? In the same way?”

It took a few seconds for Skies to process what I meant. When she understood, her eyes widened with both shock and excitement.

“Y-you... you really think it could work?” she asked, her anxiety clear, yet mixed with eagerness.

I nodded. “I’ll just have to tell her not to specify an age. Then, all you have to do is be the one closest to her and she’ll be yours.”

Tears welled in Skies’ eyes and she looked down at the filly. “Would you like to be my baby, little one?”

The filly obviously didn’t know what the question really meant, but her eyes brightened, none the less.

“Yes, Mommy!” she cheered, nodding vigoriously. “I’ll be youw baby. I wanna be youw baby!”

Skies looked at me, her tears flowing freely down her cheeks.

I just smiled warmly. “Let’s go inside. After the hearings over, I’ll ask Twilight to use the spell on... What’s your name, little one?” I looked down at the filly.

She turned to me, her smile fading a little. “No name, Miss.”

I almost burst out laughing. That was the name of a filly in a fic I’d read, long ago, back on Earth. And the irony of it in regards to the situation was not lost on me.

I smiled. “Well, since you'll be getting a second chance, how about Second Chance?"

She grinned. "I wike it!" 

I nodded, glancing at Skies, who nodded back, approving of the name and I said, "Well then, Second Chance, follow us and we’ll see about getting you a new family.”

We went inside, Chance sticking right by her new, or rather, soon-to-be mommy.

As we did, none of the guards seemed to notice Chance, who Skies asked to sit with Rainbow Dash, and, when she showed signs of fear, I assured the filly that she had nothing to worry about and that Dash would look after her until we were finished.

With some reassurance from Skies, Chance hesitantly went and sat by Dash, who glanced at me with confusion, so I mouthed “I’ll explain later”, which she took without asking and turned back to look ahead.

As Skies and I turned our attention to the front as we headed back, we saw Thunder Strike being held down by several Royal Guard Earth Ponies as he thrashed around, his eyes showing bloody murder to Twilight. 

“Enough,” the judge said, glaring at Strike. “I have heard enough. From the evidence presented by Princess Twilight, the conformations from the Royal Guards who were witness to your confesion of lying to your wife about leaving your daughter with a sitter, when you didn’t to only save some money, I hereby grant full custody of Scootaloo upon her birth to Miss Fluttershy.”

“No!” Strike yelled, glaring at me now. If looks could kill, I’d be lying on the ground this very moment.

“In addition,” the judge continued, his voice firm, “I sentence you, Thunder Strike, to nine years imprisonment, with chance of bail in five.”

With the resounding banging to declare things settled, Strike was dragged kicking, screaming and cursing towards the doors.

“Wait.”

The guards holding Strike halted as Skies walked towards them.

Strike glared at her. “Where were you, mare?! Tell this fools to release me, now!”

Skies scowled. “You’re dumped, Strike.”

The stallion’s eyes widened in shock and rage. “WHAT?”

“Don’t bother coming back to Ponyville when you get out,” she said coldly. “Your stuff will be sent to the prison for you. You’re not the stallion I fell in love with all those years ago. Don't come back, because if you do, I'll have your arrested.”

“NO!” Strike yelled, his voice filled with utter rage as he wall dragged out, his eyes on me. “This is your fault, you wench! Just you wait! I’ll get my revenge on you!”

“By which time, Fluttershy will be a member of the Royal Family,” Twilight shot at him, a small smirk on her face. “Love to find out how plan on harming a member of the Royal Family and getting away with it.”

That just stopped Strike, who suddenly went limp, staring in utter shock and horror as he was dragged out.

There was a cough from behind and we turned to see the judge looking at us.

“As for you, Mrs... um, Miss Skies, you will have the rights to visit Scootaloo, as long as the mother is fine with it.”

I nodded, turning to Skies, smiling. “I’ve no problem with it at all.”

The judge nodded. “Then this court is adjourned.”

With that, ponies got up and started filling out.

Rainbow and the girls all came over and hugged me, glad things had worked out well.

“Mommy!”

The others, Twilight included turned, their eyes widening as Second Chance ran to Skies and embraced her in a hug.

“Uh... what?” Twilight asked, cocking her head and an eyebrow.

I giggled and turned to Twilight. “Twilight, I have a favour to ask.”



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“How does it feel, being a mother-to-be again?” I asked Skies as she sat with the six of us in our train cart, on our way back to Ponyville five hours later.

I couldn’t lie, I was overjoyed to be headed back home. These last three days had been the worst since I’d gotten to Equestria and I was happy to be leaving them behind.

Skies blushed, putting a hoof to her stomach. “Rather surprising, if I will be honest,” she chuckled.

Pinkie giggled. “Now I get to throw another Baby Shower Party!” she shouted, balloons and streamers appearing from... well, I had no idea where, but, after living around Pinkie Pie for six months, I’d grown accustom to that.

Skies, however, had obviously been away from Ponyville for too long, because she stared at Pinkie with absolute bewilderment.

I turned and looked out the window, smiling.

Twilight’s parents, Shining Armour, Cadance and little Skyla had seen us off.

Velvet and Cadance insisted that, as soon as we get home, I take a long rest and do nothing to strenuous. I’d been through a lot and needed to give my body and the foals some time to recover.

I closed my eyes and let myself fall into a light nap. Everything was going right. What could possibly go wrong now?

I know you should never ever ask that question, but come on. Thunder Strike’s in prison, Skies’ gonna have her own daughter now and care for her right this time, I had all my friends, Twilight and I will be getting married soon and we were going to have to wonderful little fillies.

So, I feel safe in asking: What could possibly go wrong?




> Chapter 8 - Family Ties Over the Dimensional Divide
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Chapter 8

Family Ties Over the Dimensional Divide


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I sigh as I walk along the outskirts of Ponyville at a slow pace, since I’m eight months pregnant now and my hooves had swollen a bit, wearing a green scarf around my neck.

August has come, bringing with it the first bits of cold weather and signs of Autumn.

I trot along as best as my swollen hooves allow, just admiring nature around me. I pause and smile at a squirrel who seems to be making some prepares for winter.

It does puzzle me how Equestria works, sometimes. Most of the time, the animals need ponies like me to help that out with things, especially preparing for hibernation. Then, there were times like now, when they did it all on their own.

It filled me with odd mixtures of pride and uncertainly to see any animals caring for themselves. It was very confusing.

As I turn to continue walking into Ponyville, I see another squirrel, a female, come up to the one I’d been watching. The two smiled, before nuzzling each other.

“Aww,” I can’t help but coo at the display of affection.

But, after I speak, I feel a ping of sadness.

I push it down and keep smiling, nodding my head to the two squirrels and heading into town.

As I pass into the town, I bump into Derpy, who apologizes, saying something about Cangkrilots and flies on until she’s out of sight.

I blink, frowning. The word rings a bell, but from another show. Code Lyoko had monsters called Cangkrilots. They kinda looked like cockroaches... sorta.

I shake my head. Couldn’t be the same monsters. Those were digital and Equestria was far from the digital age and knew I wouldn’t live to see them reach it.

I continue on, moving to the park, finding an empty bench and sitting down and letting out a deep breath, letting my mind wander.

Clear Skies and I still keep in regular contact. We usually have tea together once a week. Sometimes it’s awkward to think of conversations that don’t eventually lead to talking about her now ex-husband, but we do enjoy out chats about how our foals with play together when they’re born.

However, there was one topic that I always went quiet about during our chats.

Naturally, I’d told her about how I used to be a human before somehow becoming fused with Fluttershy and my mind becoming the dominant one, not to mention that the original’s soul had been put into a new body that was no growing alongside Scootaloo.

However, this had led Skies to ask about my human family. At first, I’d been fine with talking about them, how could I not be happy when talking about the ones who originally brought me into existence before I ended up as Fluttershy?

With each recounting of my time on Earth, however, I found I wanted to talk less and less about the world my human-self had lived in, until Skies finally stopped asking altogether.


Shaking these thoughts away, I look around the park at the passing ponies to distract myself... and my smile slides a bit.

I see fillies and colts with their parents, having picnics, chatting, feeding the ducks or just playing.

Not long ago, I would have smiled at these kinds of sights... but right now...

“Fluttershy? Hey, Fluttershy?”

I turn to see Apple Bloom running up to me, a big smile on her face.

“Hello, Apple Bloom,” I smile back. “What can I do for you?”

The little filly stops in front of me, before curiosity and slight worry enter her eyes. “Are ya’ll alright?”

“O-of course,” I say quickly, trying to give a reassuring smile. “I’m fine. Just...” as I look away from her, I spot Dinky Doo running up and hugging her mother, “... fine.”

Apple Bloom follows my gaze, looks back frowns up at me, clearly not convinced. “What’s wrong, Fluttershy? Ya’ll can tell me. Ah Pinkie Promise Ah won’t tell nopony if’n ya wanna keep it t’ yerself,” she finishes by going through the motions of the promise.

I look down at those pleading amber eyes, before closing my own as a few tears slide down my cheeks. “I miss my parents,” I whisper.

Apple Bloom cocks an eyebrow. “Well... why don’cha jus’ go visit ’em? Ah’m sure they’d be happy fer ya to visit.”

I barely manage to hold back a sob. “N-not my pony parents, Apple Bloom. My human parents.”

There’s silence between us for a few moments. “Ya... ya really wanna see ’em... even like ya are now?”

I nod, not holding back the sobs this time. “I-I’ve tried to be strong all this time. I-I know Twilight loves me and I do her and everypony cares about me, b-but I—”

“They’re still yer family. Ya’ll wan’ ’em ta know yer safe, right?”

I nod as the tears continue to flow. “I miss them, Apple Bloom. I miss them so much it hurts! And... and knowing I’m having children, ones they could in a way still see as their grandchildren, but them never knowing about it, or that I’m even still alive? It... I...”

I can’t finish as my sobs turn every word I say into a blubbering confusion that even I can’t understand what I’m saying.

“Then I think I need to have a word with somepony.”

I do my best to calm my sobs and look around, trying to find the source of the voice, but notice I can’t see him anywhere.

“Oh, for Celestia’s sake. Down here, Fluttershy.”

I look down to Apple Bloom, and nearly shriek in friend. The young filly looking up at me no longer has her beautiful amber eyes. Instead, they’re bright red, with yellow where the whites should be. Hanging from her upper lip is a single pointed tooth.

The filly’s shape seems to stretch upwards, morphing into the mishmash of creatures that form Discord’s body.

He looks at me sadly. “I can’t bear to see you this upset, Fluttershy. I’m going to fix this.”

“Discord, wait—” I began, but he was gone before the second word even left my lips.

I slump back on the bench, now wondering just what Discord meant. As far as Twilight or the other princesses had been able to tell, whatever connection that had occurred which linked Earth and Equestria for the brief time it did when I was pulled into Fluttershy, had closed long before I’d first gained consciousness as the Pegasus.

From what I’d been saying about missing my family and wishing I could at least talk to them, I’m pretty sure that’s what he planned to ‘fix’. But, how could he possibly ‘fix’ that without causing a huge problem.

Making a decision, I got up and hurried towards the library. I care about Discord like any friend should care for another, but if he indeed was going to do something to let me see my family, which could very well end the universe, I was going to spend what could be my last hours with my marefriend.



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I blink, looking around me. I’m in darkness. A part of me says that should scare me alone, but... there’s something about this darkness. Something... comforting?

“Um... he-hello?” I call out, my voice echoing around the emptiness around me.

The echoes go on for several seconds, cuasing a small bit of unease to enter me.

Where the heck am I?

After I decided to spend the day with Twilight, we’d hung around the library (Spike had made himself scarce and gone to see if Rarity wanted his help with anything, so we could have some alone time), gone out to lunch at one of the outdoor cafes, then later settled by the fire and just rested against each other.

I’d fallen asleep laying against her and... found myself here... wherever here is.

“Oh no,” I whisper, a thought occurring to me. Had Discord tried to do whatever it was he’d planned to make me feel better, and this had been the end result? A world of blackness?

“Considering your friendship with him, I’d have thought you’d have a little more faith in Discord than that.”

The strong voice causes me to jump, before looking behind me to see Princess Luna walking from out of the darkness.

I blink, before it registers in my brain. “This is a dream?”

She nods, then frowns, shaking her head. “It is a dream... but it is also not. After Discord spoke with us, we found his suggestion... unusual, but not impossible.”

“Um... what?” I ask, blinking dumbly. That hadn’t answer my question. Or rather, it had, but then had given me several others needed to be asked, but with no idea how to word them.

The alicorn scratches her chin for a moment, before she smiles. “Think of this as an inbetween. It is neither the realm of sleep, nor is it awake.”

“What? Where are we?”

I go rigid, my eyes widening.

That voice... it... it can’t be. There’s no logical way it could ever be possible...

“You do remember just who I am, don’t you?” Discord asks, appearing in front of me. "Logic isn't something I have the habit of following."

I want to answer, but my brain has come to a halt as two bipedal creatures walk from out of the darkness, looking around uncertainly.

As soon as they catch sight of me, Princess Luna and Discord, they freeze, their eyes widening.

The female has short brown hair cut to her neck, her eyes the same colour as her hair. She’s wearing a pair of silk pink pajamas.

The male was a rather large fellow, with very short red hair, blue eyes, a small beard and a goateeish moustache.

My legs quiver as I look at the both of them, my eyes moving from one to the other.

With Princess Luna here, my brain logical tells me this is just a dream, but... she herself said it was quite a dream. And, Discord is here. Around him logic could just go fuck itself because it had no say in the matter. 

I gulp, telling my legs to move, but they don’t. My mouth, however, still responds to my demands.

“M-mum? D-dad?”

Both humans eyes widen, before they frown in confusion, though with fear still evident.

“Um, honey?” the woman I’ve known for so long as my mother asks, staring at me. “Did... did that yellow Pegasus just call us... Mum and Dad?”

The man who has always been my father slowly nods his head, confusion evident in his eyes. “The question is... why?”

Discord groans, folding his arms. “For goodness’ sake. How has the human race survived as long as they have?” He shakes his head. “Three clearly magical creatures appear before them in a strange world, one of them calls them its parents and they don’t think to speak to any of the three?”

He looks to me. “Seriously, Fluttershy. Please explain it to me? I normally like things not making sense, but this is ridiculous.”

Mum blinks, recognition entering her eyes. “Wait. Fluttershy? Wasn’t that one of the names... names our son often talk about from that My Little Pony show?”

As she finished her sentence she seemed to deflate, a rain cloud appearing over her head.

At once I frown and turn to the dragonequus. “Discord. Stop making fun of my mum’s sadness!”

He held up his claw and paw in the surrender gesture. “Hey, I’m not doing anything. This is a somewhat dream world, remember?”

Still frowning, I shake my head and fly over to the human and buck the cloud, dissipating it.

I settle back down and look to Mum, my eyes pleading, but she isn’t even looking up. You would think a bright pastel coloured Pegasus bucking a cloud above your head would get some kind of reaction, a glance at the very least.

The alicorn among us sighs. “I feel we will not get anywhere unless all is known to your human family, Fluttershy. The only way I can think of this happening and them believing us, is if they see your memories.” 

I look over my shoulder at her. “That’s the only way?”

Luna nods, then gives me a reassuring smile. “Do not fear, Fluttershy. I will only show them what they need to see to know you are indeed their child. Any memories you would rather them not see shall not be displayed to them.”

I think for a few moments, before turning to look again at my mother and her... calling it a depression felt a little too small. I take a deep breath and nod. “Okay, Luna. Show them.”

“Very well.”

The sounds of a magical aura makes me look back at both my parents, whose eyes have become covered in Luna’s aura.

After several moments, Dad takes a step back and Mum slowly raises her head.

She and I just stare at each other for several moments, myself bitting my lower lip as I wait for her reaction.

Suddenly she lunges forward and pulls me into a hug.

“My baby! My precious, wonderful baby!” she sobs, holding me tightly. “We... we thought we lost you!”

I almost loss my ability to breath as a second person joins the huge and sobs. But, despite the lack of air (my brain doesn’t bother to tell me that, since this is sort of a dream, air is irrelevant at the moment), I couldn’t be happier and just hold my parents as tightly as I can.

We all stay that way for what feels like hours, before they both pull back enough to look me over.

“You’ve been alive all this time... living as a pony from that show?” Dad asks, giving a watery chuckle.

I blush a little, but nod. “I... I even have a marefriend.”

His face blanks. “Huh?”

“Girlfriend, Dad,” I shake my head.

He frowns in thought. “But... you live in a world where everyone’s a pony. Doesn’t that mean your girlfriend would be...?”

“I did say marefriend, didn’t I?” I ask, cocking my head, grinning. “Kinda says it there, doesn’t it?”

Before he can answer though, it’s at this moment Mum notices something about my physic. “From what little I’ve seen of the ponies from the show after you told me about them and I started noticing them around the place, isn’t the pony you’ve become more... slim?”

Dad blinks, before he seems to notice something he obviously somehow missed when he and Mum were crushing me with their hug.

“Jeez, you must have really taken being away from home hard. You’ve really let yourself go, son, er, daughter, um... My head hurts.”

My eyes snap wide open and I scowl. “I have not! I am eight months pregnant, thank you very much!”

He falters. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry! I—” He stopped, his eyes widening. “You’re pregnant? Yikes! Dude, you used to be a guy. You slept with a... what do they call male horses, or I guess ponies in this case? oh, yeah, stallion, even with that in mind? I mean, if you swing that way, I've no problem with it, but, from what we saw you went for girls not—”

My face turns bright red, both out of anger and embarrassment. “I did not sleep with any stallion! For Celestia’s sake, how many times am I gonna hear that?”

He cocks his head. “Huh?”

I snort, looking away as I calm myself down. “Never mind.” I breathed in and out, then looked at him and Mum, before hiding behind my mane a bit. “Okay. Um... well...”

I can’t think of what to say. How the hell are you meant to tell your parents, who are now a completely deferent species from yourself, that you got pregnant without sex due to your no-marefriend messing up a spell and putting a filly right inside you?

Mum and Dad glance at each other, before Mum asks gently, “Um, okay. So, if you’re pregnant, but you didn’t sleep with any... stallions... how did it happen? Did you get a donation? Does ponyland—”

“Equestria,” Discord frowns, pouting. “For goodness sake, your child pretty much disappears, you learn a little about their interest in the show based around our world and you don’t even bother to learn the name of the land the show focuses on, like, 99% of the time?”

“—even have that kind of thing?” Mum finishes, glaring at Discord for interrupting her.

I giggle, smile and shake my head, before blushing again. “No. I became pregnant because... well...” 



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“...and that’s pretty much everything that’s happened since I came to Equestria and became Fluttershy,” I finish after what feels like hours later.

I’d hesitated a lot during my explanations, not to mention having to stop to explain things neither human understood, before continuing.

“Um...wow,” Dad says, scratching his head, him and Mum having been sitting cross-legged in front of me throughout my telling, with Discord and Luna filling in here and there. “Just... wow. And... you’re really okay with two living creatures being inside you?”

I blush. “While you could have worded that better, Dad... yes. It took a while after I first found out, but I got use to the idea and now, I can’t wait to be a mother.”

Mum smiles, pulling me into a hug. “Trust me. It’s worth everything.”

Dad frowns, looking like he’s in thought. “So... have you thought up a name? I mean, names?” He shakes his head. “Talking about this when it involves a being that used to be my son and is now my pony daughter is really confusing.”

I giggled sheepishly. “Well, we don’t plan on changing Scootaloo’s name, and Twilight and I are still working on that with the other foal. I mean, if you found out you were having a foal that is a reincarnation of the pony you now inhabit the body of, what’re you meant to call them?”

Dad’s expression goes blank. “Well, when you put it like that...” He shakes his head. “I honestly don’t know what I’d think. 

Mum chuckles, then looks to me with a warm smile. “So... you’re going to marry this Twilight Sparkle, then?”

I nod, wondering briefly if Discord or Luna or both have done something to this pocket dimension that purposely causes me to keep blushing. “The weddings in a few months. We’re trying to have it before the girls are born.”

Dad just shakes his head. “The fact that you can just say that so casually...”

I roll my eyes and give him a deadpan look. “Dad, I’ve had eight months to get used to this.”

He sighs, shrugging. “Yeah, but... it doesn’t stop this feeling any less weird than it already is.”

“So... can we see a photo of them?” Mum asks, cuasing me to look at her. “The babies, I mean.”

Dad sighs. “Honey. She lives in pony world—”

“Equestria!” Discord, Luna and I all correct him firmly.

Dad just rolls his eyes. “Fine, Equestria then. I doubt Equestria have ultrasounds yet.”

Luna and Discord both scoff.

The dragonequus snorts. “Just because we don’t have the level of technology your world does,” that’s an understatement, “doesn’t mean we don’t have ultrasounds. What part of our world runs on magic did you forget?”

As if to prove his point, a small flash appeared before me, a copy of the picture from the ultrasound.

Dad just stares with his mouth open, but Mum reaches up and takes the picture, looking at my foals with a warm smile.

“You can keep it, if you want,” Discord says, now sounding much nicer. I’d say Dad’s in the doghouse when it comes to Discord... but he’d probably turn Dad into an actual dog, so better not to jinx that.

Mum frowns in confusion. “But... isn’t this just a type of dream? How can we take something from it? And, if we can, why not our child?!” that last bit came out as an angry demand.

Luna holds up a hoof to gently quiet Mum. “I understand your desire to have your child back in your own world. But, think about her for a moment. She has gained a new life in Equestria. She has friends, a wife-to-be and two foals on the way. Would you really want to take her from all that?”

“Not to mention, do you think your world would react well to her existence?” Discord folded his arms. “Or that we would even let you.”

“What Discord means is that your daughter is one of the six Elements of Harmony that keep our world in balance,” Luna says hurriedly before Mum says something that will make Discord do something I’d regret. “If she were to leave our world, not only would that put herself and her unborn children at risk, but our own world would fall into disaster. Kindness is a fundamental part of our world. Without it, chaos would rein.”

“And not the type of chaos I enjoy, either,” the chaos master says, folding his arms.

Mum looks angrily at them for several moments, before she deflates, leans down and holds me tightly. “Will we still be able to meet her again?” she pleads.

Luna gives a warm smile and nods. “Discord and I have created this space strictly for communication between yourselves, your relatives and your daughter. Any you wish to join just think of as you enter here. You will know when you can do so.”

Mum smiles and thanks the alicorn by hugging her, before moving over and hugging Discord.

I can’t help giggling at the uncertain expression he has as she holds him, thanking him for letting her see me.

Apparently, while my mind got sent to Equestria, my body just vanished into the ether, so no one on Earth knew where I’d gone.

After several more hugs and goodbyes, Mum and Dad fade into the darkness, leaving Discord, the alicorn and myself.

I look over to them and smile through tear-filled eyes. “Thank you.”

They both nod, fading away into the darkness, before I feel as if I’m falling asleep and the darkness fades away too.