A human from the Netherlands got dropped into Equesrtia one day, transforming his body along the way. Only, not in the way you would think.
Phillip (or Flip for short) is a Brony, who was attending a music festival in his home town, only to get dizzy whilst walking toward one of the stages that dotted the city. But before he could question it however, was he teleported toward Equestria.
When he finally woke, he noticed his surroundings wasn't the only thing that had changed, for his body has transformed as well, and not in the way you would expect when you would arrive in Equestria.
Would he coop with this change? Will he get a fan-gasm if he sees the ponies? Only time can tell.
Trigger warning: This story will have some Dutch lines in them (albeit I've put the translated versions between the ( ) behind those lines).
Phillip was a normal human, who lived all his life in the small city of Dordrecht in the Netherlands, which sat just below Rotterdam.
Even though it wasn’t big, there's still a lot of things happening on the small island Dordrecht was sitting on, like today. Because for today was the first of the three days that the free music festival “Big Rivers” started. Which Phillip always looked out for when it came around, even more then any of the actual holidays, even Christmas.
Phillip was happily moving along the path called the Statengang and was heading toward Tolbrugstraat, or more commonly known as the gum-wall path. For the people who walked through it in the past, stuck their used gum to the piece of wall within this street, so much so that the wall behind it was barely even visible -though mostly on eye level- making it into a somewhat ever growing folk art.
Even though the city’s politicians had the wall cleaned one time, the gums came back just as fast and the wall wasn’t cleaned ever since.
The music coming from one of the stages that were set through out the centre of the city had reached Phillip’s ears, a stage that was known for his blues music during Big Rivers.
Coming up to that particular stage, Phillip saw that the little square in front was packed with people, so packed that he had to go through the crowd to get to his destination.
Yet, he continued on, muttering a ‘sorry’ or a ‘pardon’ when he bumped into someone, sighing in relief when he finally got through to the other end.
Knowing it will be clear sailing from here on out -for now anyway- he started to hum a familiar song, only he had changed the lyrics of it somewhat, making it more fit for a particular show he was a fan of. A show that was actually meant for.. younger audiences, more specifically, the female variety.
He was more or less, a closet Brony, the name meant for the male, mostly adult, fans of the My Little Pony show. Only his brother and a few friends know of his love for the show and was attend to keep it that way, for now.
As he hummed the tune, his brain started to create the lyrics for it:
Once I felt that I did not belong and that I was destined to be alone But then I came across this cartoon show that taught me of friendship and love
Never knew it, that it made me feel it so I need to sing it, that ponies were it
I’m in love with MLP I would wear it out for everyone to see I will wait every night and day for little ponies to come my way the wait I really have to bare for a new episode to air I’m in love with MLP I’m in love with MLP I’m in love with MLP
Phillip was snapped from his internal singing when the faint sound of his mobile’s ring tone reached his ears and once he took it out of his pocket, he looked at who the caller was.
Seeing that it was his brother calling, he took the call, ‘Ha broertje!’ (Hey little brother!) he said in a cheerful tone, ‘Hoe is het?’ (How is it?)
‘Goed, goed,’ (Good, good) sounded at the other side of the call, ‘ik ben al bij de volgende podium, waar ben jij?’ (I am already at the next stage, where are you?)
He quickly looked around, noticing where he was immediately, ‘Ik sta nu bij de kauwgom muur, dus ik ben er zo.’ (I am now at the gum wall, so I’ll be right there.)
‘Oké Flip, zie je so.’ (Oké Flip, see you in a few.) his brother said and hung up.
Flip placed his phone back in his pocket and continued to walk, crossing Scheffersplein in order to get to the archway, passing the statue of Ary Scheffer -who was now wearing his signature Big Rivers hat- and another stage -which was quiet at the moment- to get to the plaza in front of café The Mood, where the next stage stood and most of his friends and family were at the moment.
But as Flip passed the archway, he felt a little strange all of a sudden. Feeling a slight tingle in his body that was growing more intense by the minute, so much so that it was messing with his centre of balance and made the world spin in front of his eyes.
Taking his head in his hands to try and ease the spinning, he slowly shuffled to the side, leaning against a glass wall, through which you could see the ruins of an old building they’ve dug up when the were renovating the building on top.
But Flip didn’t care for it at the moment, right now he was wondering why he felt so light headed at the moment, Wat is er met mij aan de hand?(What’s wrong with me?) he thought as the path he was just on became completely bare of any other people and had become eerily quiet. Which was weird, considering that there should be music coming from the stage that stood further ahead.
The tingling in Flip’s body grew more intense, until there was a colourless flash and he disappeared from view.
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A few minutes passed before Flip came to, his mind trying to register what has happened, slowly noticing that he wasn’t lying on the gobble stone street that should be there, but on what looked like a dirt path, Urg, m’n hoofd, (Urg, my head,) he mentally groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, letting them adjust to light, only for Flip’s eyes to widened when he noticed something peculiar about his nose, mainly that it was wider and longer then usual.
He blinked a couple of times, thinking that it would restore everything to normal, which it didn’t.
Since blinking didn’t had the results that Flip wanted, he started to look at his surroundings, only for his eyes to widen even further as he saw something he recognized from the very show he was a fan of. What he saw was a white pecked fence in front of a large field of brightly coloured apple trees. And as he followed the fence, he saw a familiar gate that had a sign a hanging over it that said: Sweet Apple Acers.
Flip’s mouth fell open, ‘Wat krijgen we-‘ (What the-) is what he wanted to say, only for the sound of a sheep bleating to leave his mouth.
Shocked by the sudden sound, he placed his hand over his mouth. Only to notice that he had no more hands, but has cloven hooves instead.
Looking around frantically, he saw that he was a few feet away from a small pond.
He quickly -yet awkwardly- crawled toward the edge and looked over it to see his reflection, only for a white wool coated face with two horns that curved alongside his head to look back at him.
Flip opened his mouth to scream out loud, only for the sound of a sheep screeching to leave him yet again.
‘Dit kan niet echt zijn!’ (This can’t be real!) Flip bleared frantically as he looked himself over, seeing that all except his face and hooves were covered in white wool, ‘Dit moet een droom zijn!’ (This must be a dream!) he continued almost hysterically, holding his head in his hooves, as if about to lose it.
After calming down a bit, Flip came with an idea that will let him know if this is really a dream. Raising one of his fore hooves in front of him, he eyed it in trepidation and took in a deep breath to steel himself before going to slap himself across the face as hard as he could.
As he did, however, he missed his intended target and scraped the underside of his chin with the points of his cloven hoof. The force of his generally missed hoof carried him to the ground with a thud, ‘Auw!’ (Ouch!) he yelled out, more out of frustration than actual pain.
‘What in tarnation is with all that ruckus?’ A female voice with a western accent called out, a voice that sounded really familiar to Flip as he sat there, nursing the scrapes on the underside of his chin with a hoof.
Flip slowly turned back towards the gate, seeing an orange pony with a blond mane and a cowboy hat resting on her head, walking towards him with a bemused look on her face, ‘So, you’re the one that’s making all that noise,’ Applejack stated as she came a few feet from Flip.
Flip could only look wide eyed in shock, his mouth hanging open as he gauged at the earth pony, making her look at him with her raised eyebrow, ‘Are you alright there little one?’
That last part struck a nerve in Flip and snapped him out of his mind block, he wasn’t known to be on the small side in his own world. In fact, he was considered quite tall, ‘Little?!’ Flip yelled with a glare, only for it to come out as an angry sheep noise.
‘Whoa there fella,’ Applejack said wide eyed as she backed up slightly, but then got into a running stance with a furrowed brow, ‘better give yah a timeout, don’t want anypony else to have to deal with an angry sheep.’
Now it was Flip’s turn to look wide eyed as Applejack reared on her hind legs in a prancing stance, her hooves digging into the air as she yelled ‘Yeehaw, get along little doggie!’ and ran towards him when she landed back on all fours.
Flip tried to get out of Applejack’s path, only to stumble an inch away and landing on his face with a smack.
AJ saw it happening, but couldn’t stop herself in time, ‘Whoa-‘ was the only thing she could get out before colliding with Flip, tumbling over each other before coming to a halt in a heap.
Applejack, who lay on top of Flip’s back, was the first speak up, ‘Well, that went unexpectedly.’
‘Kan dat wel zeggen.’ (Can say that again.) Flip blurted as the orange mare got off of him.
Applejack scratched the back of her neck as she eyed the sheep before her with a confused expression, ‘Sugar cube, uh.. why didn’t ye start runnin’?’
‘Probeer jij maar eens te lopen als je net wakker word in een Bronies droom en getransformeerd werd in een schaap.’ (You try walking when you just woke up in a Bronies dream and being transformed into a sheep.) Flip responded with an angry glare, already getting the idea that the farm mare couldn’t understand him.
The idea getting more confirmation as Applejack looked at him with more confusion, ‘Uhm,’ she started, her eyes darting left and right when her confused look changed into an uneasy one, ‘sorry there fella, but ah can’t understand.. uh, sheep. Can’t you talk.. normal like?’
Flip gave her a deadpan stare and shook his head slowly.
‘Oh,’ Applejack muttered, a bit uneasy with the situation, ‘Well, could ya atleast stand up?’
Flip looked at his hooves with a worried expression, placing them under his body and readied himself before standing up, albeit on shaky hooves. But as soon as he gave the pony in front of him a weak smile, his legs gave out from under him and he landed splayed out on the ground.
Applejack let out an awkward chuckle, ‘Come now, enough fooling around.’ but she got a distraught look on the sheep’s face, ‘You aren’t fooling, are ya?’ once she got a head shake from the wool covered creature, her eyes darted quickly left and right as she thought with a worried look, which changed into a wide eyed and smiling one, ‘I got it, I’ll take ya to Fluttershy, she takes care of animals and can talk with them too.’ she then extended a hoof toward Flip.
Flip looked at the extended limb with a little interpretation, knowing full well the power behind those things from the show, but moved his own hoof on hers anyway.
Flip didn’t had the time to regret the decision as Applejack swung him on her back in one swift move, ‘Now, hold on tight fella,’ the farm mare said, ‘and we’ll be at Fluttershy’s in no time.’ immediately starting off in a dead sprint, almost throwing him off in the process.
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Not much longer after that, they arrived at a burrowed home within a hill with a bridge that ran over a stream in front of it, all kinds of animal housings dotted the home and the front lawn.
Applejack trotted toward the front door, Flip still clinging to her back, albeit barely from when they crossed Ponyville, getting awkward looks when they thundered through.
The orange mare knocked at the door as she got to it, the sound of muffled hooves steps followed soon after.
The sound stopped and the door opened, revealing the pony with a yellow coat and a pink mane behind it. The sight of her made Flips heart stop for a second as he eyed his second best pone of the series, Ik weet niet of ik in een raar soort limbo ben,(I don’t know if I’m in a strange kind of limbo,) he thought to himself, maar als het zo is, laat mij dan niet wakker worden.(but if it is, don’t let me wake up.)
‘Oh, hello Applejack,’ Fluttershy said with a soft, sweet tone, her voice sending shivers down Flip’s back, it didn’t matter to him what the fandom said, but to him, was Fluttershy the prettiest of the mane six, she looks even cuter now that she’s standing right in front of him, ‘how can I help you to-oh!’ Fluttershy gasped as she noticed the sheep draped over the back of her friend, ‘Who’s that you got there?’
‘Ah don’t know,’ Applejack said, turning sideways so Fluttershy could see Flip better, ‘he was just outside of Sweet Apple’s borders making allot of noise. At first, ah thought he was cranky,’ that earned her a bemused look from the sheep before continuing, ‘but as he couldn’t stand up, let alone walk, ah thought he might be hurt and figured to bring him to you, as you are good with animals and understanding them all.’
‘Well, I could try and have a look at him,’ Fluttershy murmured as she stepped inside her home and pointed at a rug that was sitting in the middle of the room with a hoof, ‘would you be so kind and put him down over there Applejack?’
‘Sure thing sugar cube,’ Applejack said and walked inside, stopping just shy of the rug and slowly lowering herself into a sitting position, making the sheep slide gently off of her back, ‘there you go,’ she chirped, ‘all nice and cozy like.’
Flip rolled his eyes as the orange mare moved away and the yellow one to take her place, though he had to say that the rug felt really soft as he sat there. He was pulled out his musing as Fluttershy got closer to him, his heart beating faster with every step, ‘Hello little one,’ Fluttershy cooed, making Flip swallow his frustration against the “small word”, for no one should get mad at Fluttershy, no one, ‘be a good sheep and sit still for a moment while I’ll inspect you.’
Flip held perfectly still as Fluttershy laid her ear against his chest, his heart still beating like a rhythmic drum, ‘Oh my,’ she gasped, ‘his heart is beating really fast.’
Flip tried to hold his tongue, he really did, but with how cute she was looking, he couldn’t help but respond, even going so far as to say it in English, ‘It’s because a cute pony is trying to examine me.’
Fluttershy’s eyes went wide and her pupils became pinpricks before she turned away and hid away behind part of her mane, though a small blush could still be seen, ‘O-oh, t-thank you.’ she stammered, earning a raised eyebrow from the other mare in the room, yet said nothing.
Once she recollected herself, Fluttershy got back in front of Flip, ‘Uhm,’ She started, ‘would you be so kind and tell me if anything is wrong?’
‘Well, other than the fact that I was first in a world of bipedal creatures, called humans, and that I was one of them, but then fainted and woke up here in Equestria whilst ending up looking like this,’ Flip said in a exasperated tone as looked down on as gestured at himself before looking back at the yellow pegasus, ‘ I’m doing good.’
Fluttershy looked at him with a blank expression before promptly falling over as she lost consciousness.
‘Fluttershy!’ Applejack exclaimed, making her way toward her fallen friend and picking her up in her hooves, giving the sheep an angry glare, ‘What the hay did you say to her?’
Flip could only shrug and shake his head frantically as he brought his front legs up in defense, knowing full well she couldn’t understand him anyway and hoped Fluttershy didn’t stay knocked out for long.
Luckily for Flip, did the yellow mare’s eyes flutter back open soon after it happened and stirred slightly in Applejack’s grasp, ‘Fluttershy, you’re okay there, sugar cube?’ she asked, her worried expression changing into a scowl, ‘Was it somethin’ the sheep said?’ She turned back to Flip with an angry look in her eyes, ‘Cause if he said somethin’ bad, then ah will-‘
Applejack’s angry rambling was cut short as Fluttershy placed a hoof on one of hers, ‘No Applejack, he didn’t say anything bad,’ she turned to the creature in question with a tired smile, ‘his answer just caught me off guard, that’s all.’
When the timid mare made her way back on her hooves with the help of the farmer, Applejack couldn’t help wonder, ‘Then what the heck did he say to make you faint?’
Fluttershy looked toward Flip, as if asking permission. Once he nodded, she turned back to her friend and told her the same thing he told her.
‘Ah guess ah can see why it could overwhelm you,’ The orange mare said as rubbed the back of her head with a hoof, ‘heck, ah still can’t believe it to be true.’
‘Well, it is.’ Flip stated, giving Fluttershy the time to translate it for the other mare, ‘Even I don’t know what happened, or how it happened.’
‘Well, we could ask Twilight if she has knowledge about things like that,’ Applejack muttered, more to herself than the others, ‘but first, we need you to be standin’ on yer own hooves.’
Flip gulped and nodded, taking in a deep breath before placing his hooves under his body, his face contorted as he used his strength to get up and finally ending up in doing so, albeit still on slightly shaking legs, but kept standing.
‘Here,’ Fluttershy said as she moved in next to Flip and pressed her body against his for support, ‘let me help you find your balance.’
Flip's cheeks flushed red with the mare so close to him, earning an amused smile from Applejack as she watched, his blush darkened even further as Fluttershy softly added, ‘Your wool is very soft.’ and almost made him lose his footing.
The farmer was barely able to stifle her laughter as she saw the flustered sheep taking his first steps as her friend guided him.
A few moments passed, and Flip begrudgingly better at walking around on his own, though Fluttershy stayed close, just incase he got a relapse, which didn’t happen, ‘Well, it looks like ya movin’ fine on yer own now,’ Applejack said, adjusting her hat, ‘wadda ya say we start heading toward Twilight’s?’
‘Oh, I don’t know Applejack,’ Fluttershy expressed worriedly as she gabbed Flip and pressed him against herself in a protective manner, ‘what if he falls and break something?’
‘This morning I was waltzed over by a pony,’ Flip was able to wheeze through the firm grip of the caring mare, ‘and hadn’t broken anything.’ he had to take a sharp inhale as the mare tighten her hold, ‘Though you are close to breaking my back at this point!’
‘Oh.. sorry.’ Fluttershy whispered, smiling sheepishly as she released her hold and let him take in the much-needed oxygen, her smile turning into a frown once he calmed down and placing a hoof on his shoulder, prompting him to look into her greenish blue eyes, ‘Now you tell me who this pony was that tackled you, or what the pony looked like if you don’t know. Because I’ll find this pony and let that pony have a piece of my mind on how you shouldn’t hurt defenseless critters.’
Flip couldn’t help but let his eyes drift toward Applejack, which didn’t go unnoticed by the mare in front of him, ‘You were that pony?’ the animal loving mare asked in shock, to which Applejack could only let out a guilty chuckle and rub the back of her neck with a hoof.
Now it was Flip’s turn to take on a amused smirk as he watched the strong Applejack being pushed into a corner by the meek Fluttershy, while the latter was giving her friend an earful on how to treat critters.
‘Look, ah’m sorry, okay!’ Applejack pleaded as she pressed her hooves to her face, ‘Ah never meant to hurt him.’
‘It’s alright Applejack,’ Fluttershy soothed as she placed a hoof on the farmer’s shoulder, ‘you didn’t hurt him too badly, did she? she asked as she looked toward the sheep, when she got a shake of his head, she turned back to the mare before her, ‘See? He’s forgiven you already. I just wanted you to know to take some time to assess the situation, that’s all.’
‘Will do.’ Applejack replied with a slight smile, which turned into a questioning look, ‘But.. uh, is it okay now to go to Twilight’s?’
Fluttershy looked over to Flip, who was nodding feverishly with a bright smile as he was really keen on meeting Twilight and seeing the fandom’s most hated (not his) castle, she turned back with a giggle, ‘It seems so, let’s go.’
The group made their way toward the front door, but stopped as Fluttershy suddenly gasped and turned to the only male in their company with a apologetic look in she eyes, ‘I almost forgot to introduce myself to you. I’m Fluttershy.’ placing a hoof on her chest at the latter.
‘Oh yeah,’ The other mare laughed as she took off her hat in a greeting way, ‘and ah’m Applejack,’ she placed the hat on her head and gave the sheep a knowing smirk and raised eyebrow, ‘but somethin’ tells me you knew that fur quite a while now.’
Flip just smirked back, not saying anything. But the smirk soon changed into one of confusion as he saw Fluttershy staring at him in anticipation, as if waiting on something, but as soon as she noticed that that something didn’t come, her giddy smile faltered a bit and she asked hesitantly, ‘Uhm, and what is your name?’
The sheep’s mouth formed a silent “O” as he understood what she is waiting for and chastise himself for not getting it sooner, ‘Sorry, My name is Phillip, but you can call me Flip,’ he looked down at himself before he added with a smirk, ‘Flip the sheep.’
