Chapter 1 Edited By The Blue EM2
My name is Patrick Porter. I'm a twenty-four-year-old graphic arts student from Northborough, Ma. I'm not a very social or outgoing person, even when I'm with my friends and family; I always tend to feel like we're from two different worlds, I guess it's because I've just never felt like I truly belonged. It was around my junior year in high school when one of my classmates dared me to watch an episode of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic after watching third episode I was hooked, From the character's to important life lesson's/moral's that even adult's still had trouble learning.
I had medium length spiky copper-brown hair (Think Duck-butt from Naruto), and wore a pair of black and red sports sneakers, greyish-black jeans, a black single strap school bag (usually) over my right shoulder and a grey Rainbow Dash T-shirt with Brony written on it in big black letters.
"Hey, Patrick; have you even listening to anything I've said man?" asked Justin, as he put his right arm on my left shoulder to try and grab my attention.
Justin has been my best friend ever since we were in the fifth grade; he's always had my back. He's also one of the few people who know that I'm a fan of MLP: FIM, but unlike most people who found out, he has never made fun of me or ridiculed me for watching a show directed toward little girls.
I paused before replying to him. "Huh?... Oh, sorry about that man. I guess all these all-nighter's I've been pulling to work on my project are really starting to mess with my head. I'm just going head home and get some rest; I'll see ya later man." I turned around to head back home.
Justin sighed. "Man, I guess you needed this more than I realized." He reached into his backpack and pulled out an all access pass to BronyCon 2018.
I was amazed. "Wow! Dude, how did you get this? I thought they were sold out upon the first fifteen minutes of sales!" I thanked him as I reached for the pass, nearly ripped his arm off in the process.
Justin laughed. "I thought that would brighten up your mood. It wasn't easy though, but to make a long story short my cousin AJ got hired to work as a security guard during the convention. So, I asked him if he'd be able pull some strings to hook you up with an all access pass." Justin said, rubbing behind his head with his right hand.
"Thanks man, I'll be sure to bring you back something when I return." I said to my friend with a mischievous gleam in my eye.
A Cheshire grin spread its way across Justin face as he saw this, and decided he'd have a little fun at his friend’s expense.
"Well if that's the case then, why don't you bring me back a Tirek plushie, and we'll call it even." Justin did everything he could to not burst out laughing his ass off from the fish face I made out of shock.
"Dude don't even go there." I said, my words laced in venom.
Justin laughed. "Sorry man but what's your beef with that guy anyway? Is he really that bad a character?"
I sighed. "No, he's a really great character, but the writers just had to have him pull a Sōsuke Aizen. Strategic and manipulative for the first half of Twilight's Kingdom, but after getting the power he sought, he went from using strategic planning to blasting everything with no thought as too what he would do if he lost." The look of disappointment on my face told him everything.
"Ooooohhhhh! Then it's no wonder you don't like him.” Justin only just realized what I meant. “Well, I need to get head on home and you have some packing to do; after all isn't Bronycon next week?" Justin's statement had left me in a state of complete shock. With much haste, I pulled on my headphones and headed for the nearby train station.
A few weeks later, I waited outside the entrance to the Baltimore Convention Center. There was a huge crowd with me as well, including a rather stunning Apple Bloom cosplay over by the edge of the compound. At long last, the gates were opened, and in we went singing different songs from the show, none of us in time or in tune (as far as I could tell).
After clearing my way through the crowd, including avoiding being squashed by a group recreating Apples to the Core, I was cleared through the entrance and made my way towards the vendor booths to check out what was on sale.
As I was taking in the sights and sounds of Bronycon, I forgot to look where I was going, and failed to notice a blond-haired security guard right in front of me.
"Hey kid watch out!" the guard shouted, in a desperate attempt to prevent a collision, but it was futile.
"Oooff!" both myself and the security guard landed on the convention center floor ass first.
"Hey man, what's the big idea with you running into me?!" I shouted at the guard, who looked less than impressed, I have to say.
“Kids these days have no respect for authority,” he grumbled, before stopping. 'Wait, this kid looks a lot like a picture Justin sent me of his friend Patrick. I wonder if...' "Hey, kid, your name wouldn't happen to be Patrick by any chance would it?"
"Um... Two things. One; How do know my name? And Two; I need to apologize I wasn't looking where I was headed and run straight into you."
"I'd like to tell you, but why don't we head somewhere else so were not in anyone else's path?" the guard suggested
"Ya, you make a good point." The guard and myself got up, helping each other along the way and headed towards the food court to continue their previous conversation.
A short while later, we were sat in the food court, the officer opposite me having a donut and an iced coffee. Yup, stereotypical cop.
"Alright, so who exactly are you and how do you know my name?" I asked him.
The guard takes a swig of his iced coffee before answering my questions.
"My name is AJ, and I know your name because Justin sent me a picture of you in order to get the badge, which he then gave you."
"Well, okay then. So, what are you doing here as a guard? I doubt you’re a fan of MLP: FIM."
"Its good money,” AJ started, “but you are wrong; I am a fan. But as of right now I'm currently investigating multiple cases of missing persons. All I know for now is that they were all seen purchasing items from a Merchant selling them items from Equestria Girls characters in order to complete their cosplays. The first of them was reportedly somebody cosplaying as Apple Bloom".
I stopped. I’d seen an Apple Bloom before we went in, with the bow missing from their costume. I couldn’t establish their gender from the angle I’d been standing at, but I figured the guard already know this and chose not to bring it up.
"Well,” I said, getting up as I did so, “I'll let you get back to it; hope to see you again some time!" I headed back to the vendor floor to search out this mystery vendor, because if there was one thing I loved, it was solving mysteries. I should have stopped then and there and questioned my choice of action, but I simply went with the flow, much to my detriment.
Five hours of non-stop searching passed, and I was about to give up the search when I heard a voice.
"Can I help you find something my young brony friend?" I looked to my left and saw a vendor who seemed to appear out of thin air. As I studied his features closer, I noticed this vendor also shared an uncanny resemblance to Discord, the spirit of chaos and disharmony.
"Ya, I've been searching for a Vendor booth selling pieces of EQG Cosplay, I'm following up on the last known location of some people who have gone missing here at the convention."
"Well I don't know what to tell you,” this chap replied. “I haven't heard of any such vendor before, but tell you what; as thanks for going out of your way for all those people in need, you can take any one item from my booth free of charge." He said this with a sincere smile.
"Really?! Wow, thanks mister! Then could I get that Babs Seed looking wig cap?" I asked while pointing to the red and pink wig on the top shelf right above the vendors head.
"Sure, it's all yours, but are ya certain that's the one ya want?" he asked with a hint of amusement. I should have realized something was wrong, but like an idiot I did nothing about it.
"Ya, I'm sure." I said while smiling like a damn fool.
"Well alrighty then, here you go kiddo, enjoy the rest of the convention." he said whilst I headed off. I now know he was seeking his next victim.
Meanwhile, I began to feel a little odd, so made my way to the men's room, partly to see what I look like with this new wig cap on. I had no idea what’d happen next.
"Damn I look pretty good in this wig cap, it makes me look like a girl." I noted, glancing in a mirror, then reached to remove it.
It wouldn’t come off. The band had vanished, and the hair was stuck to my scalp.
“What the fuck?!” I shouted in both shock and fear.
But then things got stranger still. My sneakers changed into a pair of trainers, up to the back of my heels, and then turned red and white. This was promptly followed by my jeans morphing into a pair of green slacks, and as I looked on with mounting dread the sleeves of my shirt started growing longer, until they reached my elbows. The pattern on the shirt vanished, followed by it changing into an orange and red striped pattern.
I looked at what had just happened completely stunned. Which character was this even? The outfit bore no resemblance to any I recognized from the Equestria Girls setting.
The next moment would make everything clear.
The world started to get larger around me. But the world wasn't getting bigger; I was shrinking! This even included my arms and legs, which at least prevented me from looking like a gorilla. My face suddenly lit up like a firework’s display on 4th of July as the bones broke apart, reformed, and moved about, giving me the appearance of a preteen girl with raised cheekbones and a considerably smoother jawline, as well as freckles on my cheeks. This was a clear suggestion of my new age; about 12 or 13 years old, maybe?
But I had little chance to reflect on that as my skin suddenly changed color, from tan to a deep orange. My eyes didn’t change, which was a relief, but I suddenly remembered the wig cap, and glanced up. The hair on it, which had now fused with my own scalp, started growing longer, until it reached my shoulders. I looked, to any observer, like a girl.
“At least I’ve still got-Aargh!” I cried, as my manhood was sucked into my body, followed by my chest swelling into a pair of breasts.
“What in the world just-” I stopped. My accent had changed totally, so much so I sounded like I was from the Bronx, not Massachusetts.
I blinked, and peered closer, not noticing the appearance of other garments I’m too embarrassed to comment on. “Who in the world am I?”
It was just then I recognized the accent and complexion. A character who hadn’t even appeared in Equestria Girls as of yet.
“I’m Babs Seed.”
As soon as I made the connection, the floor collapsed, and I fell into a kaleidoscope of color and light, screaming as I did so. When I landed, I appeared in front of the Wondercolt statue, or rather where it would have been had Midnight Sparkle not shown up.
"Okay either I need to start taking some pills for going insane, or I've really been turned into EQG's Babs Seed." while trying to decide on which course of action to take.
As I was mentally trying figure out whether to be happy or scared, I suddenly noticed the school bus out of the corner of my eye. I could see the students of CHS wearing Camp Everfree T-shirts coming off the school bus with backpacks, suitcases and trunks in hand.
Well, at least I knew when I was. I was so deep in thought that I couldn't hear someone trying to gain my attention.
"Well howdy there Sugarcube, I thought you weren't supposed to arrive til tomorra morning" Asked the all too familiar voice of Applejack giving my left shoulder a good hard smack.
Pulling from my thoughts, I turned around to be face to face her, noticing that she had the pendant from the film on.
"Um... Applejack?"
"What's wrong there Sugarcube? Are you feeling sick or something?" AJ asked me with such familial love. I figured she couldn’t stand the thought of Apple Bloom’s favorite cousin being unwell.
"Ya, I'm fine AJ, I guess I'm just really tired from the long trip from Manhattan to here." I said, smiling as best I could.
"Well alright then if'n you're sure, come on then let's get on back to the farm. Granny has baked her famous Dutch Apple Pie just for today, and you know how Bloom gets when there's pie involved." AJ said. I realized in that very moment that she was now my family.
'I don't know how I'm gonna get back, and even if I do would I even want to? I mean sure I had friends and a loving family, but I always felt as though something was missing but at this moment, I feel nothing but contentment.' I thought. I then spoke up. "K Cuz, lead the way, I can't wait ta see my favorite cousin again."
I was then hit by an info dump, leaving me with two separate sets of memories and personalities wedged in there. Oh well, gotta take the good with the bad. I looked over, and saw the look of excitement appear on Apple Bloom’s face as I walked over to her.
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The End of Chapter 1