I turn into an orange equine from a little girl's TV show
I thought about the crazy convention I went to the day before when I woke up. Grand Galloping Brony Gala was amazing! I got lots of merchandise there, including some DVDs of the seasons, some shirts, and my favorite one, an actual Babs Seed brushable.
I was thinking all of this at about 6:30 in the morning, but it was thankfully a Friday, so I didn't need to get up to school.
I got up and went to my vinyl record player. I picked up my favorite 45 single, Strawberry Fields Forever by The Beatles, and played it on my player. I noticed that my hands were getting a little orange, but that's probably because I've been out in the sun for a while, when traveling to the con. I grabbed my Babs brushable off a shelf and grabbed one of the pink plastic combs, then I went to my bed and just started to brush and brush while the song was playing.
I stared at the ceiling and started to think about, what else? Ponies! Mainly about my fanfiction I needed to write. I do have a keep a constant flow of chapters for my stories.
I started to fall back into my sleep when the record faded out. (This version didn't have the "cranberry sauce" fake fade out.) I swear the last thing that I saw was a mental image of Babs, but my eyes didn't bother to open again.
7:30 AM, October, 2015.
My alarm got me up. I forgot to set it so it wouldn't get me up on the weekends. I reached for the off button, but I felt my hand couldn't reach it. That's weird, since I could easily turn it off from where I was, farther even.
Whatever, I thought, I'll just get up and reach it next to it. I did that, and got out of bed. I fell flat on my face, which hurt badly. I never knew I was really, really short, since I could easily get out of bed with my legs supporting me up.
I went to check the mirror in the bathroom, but I couldn't reach the top. So I had to jump on to the sinks.
I quickly recognized the face that replaced myself. It was Babs Seed, but how?
Oh, no, I think I AM Babs Seed! I chased my tail around to see if I even had a tail. And I did.
Oh, god. It was like those fanfics, Becoming Sweetie Belle, and Apple Far from the Tree! I checked my hands to see if there were hooves, and they were! Orange hooves!
My brain put the long hair that Babs had in the show to cover my eye. I couldn't really see myself now, only half of me, the other half being the other side of me.
I jumped down and ran downstairs to alert Mom. Thank god the door was unlocked, so I ran in and shouted:
"Mom, mom! Ah've turned into a pony!" Wait, that voice didn't sound like mine, it sounded like Babs. And I couldn't feel my, uh, private place on my body. Not only have I switched bodies, but also my gender and my voice.
Mom got up quickly and turned on the lights. "Wait, what? Lemme see!" She ran to where I was and aggressively picked me up. "Oh my god! You're Rainbow Da-"
"Babs Seed, mom." I corrected. Mom only knows a few ponies because she sees me watch them when they air on TV. She only knows maybe some of the mane six and Babs Seed. I have know idea how she got that wrong, because I talk about her constantly.
"What are we gonna do? How will you eat? How will you go to the bathroom?" Mom asked me that and a lot more questions.
"Just put me down and Ah'll show yah!" I ordered. She did so, and I walked out of her room, mom following me.
For the next few days, we had to get adjusted to my new body, and ultimately my new life. Since it was just me and mom in the house, we got to spend a lot more personal time together.
First, we had to call my school to say I'm sick with the flu or something, since it would be weird to just walk to school as something from a kid's TV show. Plus, the anti bronies, or pretty much everyone else in my school, would make fun of me and beat me up.
Then we had to look up what ponies ate, specifically what they ate in the show, and not in real life. Thankfully, I am a vegetarian, so naturally I was used to not eating meat. Though I might had to say goodbye to eating yogurt and rice, since normal horses might not eat that kind of stuff.
Mom had do help me get some chairs so i could get up and eat, play my vinyl records, and so on. I also couldn't really type well on my computer, so we had to use an on screen keyboard that I could just simply click on a letter with my mouse, which I had no trouble using.
Finally, we had to keep low with publicity. One wrong move, and suddenly you're as popular as that Apple Bloom guy from the fanfic, An Apple Far From the Tree.
We only shared the news to the most trusted of friends and family.
Even an internet friend of mine who we are really close. She reacted...differently.
It was the third night of me turning into Babs, so not a lot has happened. I finished eating my dinner, mainly some asparagus with some fries and vodka sauce for dipping in, and I went upstairs to my room.
I put on the Styx album, Paradise Theater, on my record player, and went to my computer to talk to the internet friend on skype, Sam.
We video chatted on Skype, and I had to show her what I looked like. She said I looked "So cute" and asked me how I turned into a pony.
"I actually don't know." I said. "It was just a weird thing that happened overnight."
"Have you had to change your diet?" Sam said.
"Not really, just that I'm staying away from dairies." I replied. "I looked it up, and horses and ponies can eat it, but it's not good for me."
"So, what are you going to do now? Try to find a way to turn back into a human?"
"Probably. Being a filly, especially Barbara, is fun. But sometime I have to go back to my normal self, or be teleported to Equestria."
"When will that happen?" Sam asked
"If I follow the Apple Bloom fanfic, about 3 weeks or so. After 3 weeks of being Barbara, I'll sleep with a backpack with some essentials, like a phone to communicate to you guys."
"How are going to contact me and your mother if you're teleported to a different universe and dimension entirely?"
"Let's pray they have trans-dimensional cellular data." I joked.
After the call, I checked out the two stories that is similar to my situation, Becoming Sweetie Belle and An Apple Far From the Tree. Two different versions, but the same situation. Stuff like that is probably going to benefit me when I travel to Equestria.
The last thought that I was thinking before I go to sleep was a scary one:
What if I could never return to Earth? What if I had to be stuck in Equestria as Babs? Would I even be Babs Seed or would I be a human?
I just shrugged those off and drifted to sleep.