Chapter 4

Rarity seemed to warm to me quickly which just made my mild insanity worse but alas I need clothes so I have to put up with her for now. She takes all my measurements then tells me to wait outside whilst she designs my clothes. A little filly runs by but cowers when she sees my height. I say, "boo!" And she runs off, scared at my behaviour. I chuckle to myself then remember that I have my phone. I connect my earphones and click shuffle. The song that comes on is Lovers on the Sun by David Guetta and I say, "screw it," and start to sing along. "Let's light it up let's light it up until our hearts catch fire. Then show the world a burnin' light that never shined so bright. We'll find a way we'll find a way to keep the cold night from braking in over the walls into the wild side. The hunger satisfied. We're burnin' up we might as well be lovers on the suuuuun." I stop singing as I realise Rarity is staring at me. She then says, "oh my what a wonderful singing voice you have, George!"

"Thanks," I reply and she says, "the designs are ready for you to see now, come come."

I follow her back into the room where a few papers are laid out on a table. I look at the first one, way to formal. The second is too colourful but the third is amazing. A white hoody with a fire pattern going round up to the pockets, a black, plain t-shirt and simple denim jeans. "This one!" I hold it up and she smiles, "a very nice choice," and levitates the paper away and politely tells me to leave the room. I switch back to my song, "We'll never know

we'll never know what stands behind the door. But I got a feeling and it's a feeling that's worth dying for. Just close your eyes and hold your breath because it feels right. We'll keep it moving until we make it to the other side. And let's enjoy the ride. We're burnin' up, we might as well be lovers on the suuuun, we might as well be lovers on the suu…" The filly trots in again and meekly says, "I like your singing, sir," and dashes back out. I just shrug and tap along to the beat. After the song ends I switch my phone off, not wanting to waste my battery life. I start to think about my current situation, stuck in the very thing I hate, talking to ponies, with no way to get back. I start to remember my family, they must be worried sick about me. Then I realise something horrible, what if there was a dreadful time difference between our worlds, what of an hour here was a year there, or worse, my family could be dead. I begin to hyperventilate as my thought increase, stuck, time difference, ponies. My throat tightens and suddenly the two worst thoughts hit me, what if Celestia can't send me back and if so my family will just be left wondering what the hell happened to me. At least if I was dead my family would know. I yell out, "SCREW YOU CELESTIA!" Then just sob. Rarity walks back in and sees me crying and asks, "George, what's wrong?" And I reply, "my family… Oh God," she seems to get the message and says, "let's get you back to Twilight."

CHANGELING POV

The drone disguised itself as a black pony with royal blue eyes, a dark grey mane with a crimson line running down it as with the tail. It then entered the Ponyville crowd to continue its surveillance on the human. It pretended to browse the stalls but discreetly kept an eye on the boutique, the human's current location. The door to the boutique opened and the white unicorn that ran the place dashed to the Library, levitating the human. The human was radiating despair, changelings hated the taste of despair, it was bitter and dry. The drone contacted the queen, "my queen, the human seems to be having some mental distress, perhaps due to being in this world."

"Excellent," the queen replied, "I shall contact it in a dream tonight, I shall make him have sympathy for us and use him against ponies and their racism. I shall guide him to the hive where we may talk properly then after some, hehheh, preparing we shall overthrow this measly land!"

GEORGE POV

Rarity floated my back to Twilight's place, normally I would have protested but in my sobbing state, it was the last thing I worried about. We reached the tree that seemed bigger on the inside and she put me down. Twilight ran in, saw me crying, looked at Rarity and simply asked, "what happened?"

"I don't really know, he was singing then a few minutes later he started to sob so I rushed out to see him lying on the floor, punching it and saying 'why me?' Over and over again. I believe he is having some sort of mental breakdown. I still need to finish making his new clothes as well," Rarity replied and Twilight heard George say something, "Twilight…I'm scared. What if Celestia can't send me back? What if I'm forced to stay with you goddamned ponies forever?" I asked, my voice cracking. She replied, "the princess' magic is far better then mine. If she can't send you back, I'd be shocked." I stayed silent then said, "you know, don't get used to see me like this, it's a once in a lifetime thing." I joked and she just sighed.

A/N

Please, please please review, I'm running out of ideas and need to know weather you like this story or not. Thanks for over 100 views. Sorry for the mildly shorter chapter.