"Okay, Cheesecake, Apple slices, caramel, Apple juice. Simple enough." I put the list to the top of my vision, like I had some touch screen glasses on. Sounds stupid, I know. "Hey ship, mind a few more questions?"

"I'm always open for them?"

I trotted towards the cupcake building. I hadn't completely given up flying yet, but it was way too hard on all fours. "If I have a new body, why are my vocal chords the same?"

"Words have power, therefore your voice contains an attachment to your soul, like your name and brain."

"Αlright, next one." I pushed through the swinging doors, their squeak grinding against my brain like Mr. Sanders' chalkboard did. "I know you made a human version of Scootaloo and Rainbow, so what's up with this body having a crystal heart?"

"The body you control connects directly to your crystal. Like before, your soul only attaches to certain parts of your body, both in a physical and spiritual aspect. The crystal keeps both your blood and spirit flowing. Imagine the crystal as a type of LAN network console. Instead of your soul attaching to a few things, you become part of everything in your body, but rerouted."

"... Dumb it down for me." I ordered my list of things to Pinkie, who gleefully began making my things, apparently finding me talking to my necklace completely natural.

"Before the new body, your soul only attached to your brain and heart. With the new body, your soul can reattach to your heart, along with attaching to extra things in your head, like imagination, spirit and memories."

A part of me knew exactly what he was talking about, but I hid that part of me when Zaanne started looking though my head's files. I was afraid he'd burn me stupid.

I got my order in a large warm bag (paper, of course) with a sparkling cupcake on the front, like some kind of glittery logo. "Don't build a giant fort without me!" She yelled as i trotted off. I promised not to make anything like that without her around, then booked it out of town.

It took three wrecking balls to break down the fruitcake wall, but now everypony in town had some crappy christmas food for hearts and hooves day. I honestly thuroghly disliked fruitcake, since I was never entirely sure if it was real fruit. One time I thought I broke off a skittles wrapper on one, and there was definantly something alive in mine last holiday. Cheesecake was yummy though.

"Ship, can you hold this in the white room for me?" I hadn't gotten down using teeth to hold stuff yet, though I've tried as a human (What, i didn't want to take two trips with groceries). I was curious if I could copy unicorn magic with the crystal, but I didn't really keep the thought in for long.

The bag dissapeared in a flash of light, which I found neat. Things you summon on own appears in green fire, while things that come and go from the ship's interior just glowed before dissapearing. It's like different ways to save something in different formats.

"Will there be anything else?" Ship asked, much like a sarcastic waiter.

"Can you tell me where the mane6 and my friends are currently? Yes, all of them." I had something planned out for tomorow, but i was also curious on what everyone else was doing, in here and in Earth.

"Scootaloo has proceeded to wrestle in applesauce with Applebloom (no fair, I love applesauce!), Rayden got a tour around ponyville and a few bits to stay the night in a hotel (ponyville had those?), Rainbow asked Applejack to the hearts and hooves party Pinkie began preparing for after you left. Twilight sent a report to the princess of your arrival to this planet, and Rarity is speaking to Fluttershy about... I best not say. And Zaanne is currently trying to fix the TARDIS he blew up.

As for Earth, your parents are becoming worried about your absence, Jacob and Kenneth were transferred to a nearby school, and your mom is becoming more intimate on some female."

That slightly threw me off in the end. My mom is getting more chicks than me? I don't care if I don't care about relationships, that's bullcrap!

"Did my phone survive that school explosion?" i asked.

"It's an iPhone, what do you think?" He summoned a burnt pile of plastic for me to see. Part of me felt terrible, I loathed wasting people's money (my old school was cheap so I didn't care then), it made me feel like I didn't respect one's gifts. The phone was good too, my first phone. Seeing something like that in ruins made my depression come back.

"Well... Can you send my parents a voicemail under an unknown number?"

Next to my list of grocery stuff came a little phone app. "Just tap it to call," he said in a slightly lower tone.

I left a message telling my mom and dads that i was having fun, being out of state and such. I left an excuse for sounding down, and promised to go back home later. I didn't give a specific time because i didn't know when we'd be back.

"Tell my friends that they shouldn't worry about the school. Those things can be replaced." I held the crystal close to my chest. With a magical heart that can heal people, it'd be a dick move to just leave Earth in such a crappy state. After a few minutes of considering, I figured the world won't learn anything unless they fix their problems on their own.

Some other feelings were passed around in my head, guilt and confusion mostly, but i set those aside for later complaining. First, I had something pretty obvious planned.

Before the sun could go down, i trotted to Fluttershy's nature home. When i knocked on the door, I was answered by Angel, her pet bunny. He was about a third of a foot tall, a clean white coat worn with large ears covering his head. He would have been cute if I didn't know him too well. "Where's Fluttershy?"

Even though Zaanne screwed up on the Tardis, his translation box seemed to be on overdrive. "Why do you need her?" He asked in a small voice that might have been Australian.

"I just wanted to inform her of some things and ask her about some other things."

"She's in her shed, washing up before bed."

"Thanks, hey shouldn't you be hibernating?"

"Yeah, don't tell anyone im awake." He bounced away, showing a well groomed tail.

"Is it safe to go?" Zaanne asked lightly.

"Why wouldn't it be?" I proceeded to the small house-like thing behind her chicken coop, really edging closer to the Everfree Forest.

It took almost seven knocks to hear a little voice yell out, "be just a minute!" About sixty seconds later, Fluttershy appeared, creeping the door just enough to see one sparkling eye in the setting sun. "H-hello Zaanne, how are you doing?" Her voice shivered abit, like she was cold.

"Very good," Zaanne asked, "you?"

She opened the door more before responding. "I am d-doing okay, I think. C-Come in, if you want. You don't mind if I call you both Zaanne, d-do you?"

"I don't mind at all," i said before he could be sarcastic. The shed looked a lot like a miniature spa. There was a steaming bath tub, a shelf filled with random relaxation oils and lotions of all the colors on the rainbow.

Something smelled like lemons, which caught my nose quickly. I normally have a terrible sense of smell, but lemons (and GermX) help me smell the good things in life. For instants, the mare next to me had a vanilla scent again.

"S-so, I'm guessing you haven't found a place to stay yet?" She dabbed a hoof into the steaming tub, apparently unsure how hot it was.

"Nah, I could just sleep in a tree." The incoming blizzard wasn't affecting me, since the crystal have me a high body heat.

"That won't be good for you. You can sleep in my house again... On the couch, of course." She smiled warmly to herself but frowned again when she checked the water. "Hm, still a little cold..."

Zaanne decided to mess with her then. "Watch out, might get too hot if you get in."

She took a second to get what he was saying before blushing, hiding her face behind her mane. "O-oh no, the w-water just needs t-to heat up abit more."

"If you do that, it'll evaporate before you get in."

She made some sort of flattered giggle before coming back from her hair hideout. "Y-you really think I-I'm h-hot?"

I said, "well, I prefer cute, but in that case you're adorable." Okay, didn't think that compliment through, so what? Why can only Zaanne say the slick things?

She didn't seem to mind, though her blush was equivilant to mine. "Let's not go into flirting for now. Do you need a place to stay again? I don't think a tree would suite for a good bed in this weather."

I eyed the large snow storm bustling through Ponyville, though not as violent near the Everfree, ironically. "Sure, but I'll have to pay you back triple then." My eyes moved to wander around the room. "What is this place anyway?"

She finally slipped her lower body into the tub, sighing happily as the water enveloped her. "When my friend, Rarity, can't go to the spa with me, I come here and treat myself to some of the smaller luxuries of it. Lotus gave me some of these relaxation bubbles and things like that for fun, too."

"Doesn't a spa normally have someone else treat you?"

She paused to contemplate that to herself, then smiled softly to me, taking up a strangely confident voice. "Well it's a good thing you owe me three things."

~this is how some of that freaky Internet shit starts,~ Zaanne laughed, ~she gonna rub your lamp and get three wishes?~

~shut up~ i told him. "I guess that counts, what would your first wish be?"

~you should be asking for her first SFW wish, this story's only set to teen not mature.~

She slipped deeper in the steaming tub, relaxing more. I suddenly found it akward to be in the room while she took a bath, but I stayed for instruction. I needed to repay her for chilling at her house, plus I figured ponies don't really worry about gender-specific bathroom rules.

After a moment to warm up, she said, "if you want, you could wash my mane. Of course, you don't have to, it might be a lot to ask."

Though her hair was a river of thick pink, it looked to be easier than my old hair, which could have been a golden bush plopped on my scalp. "Sure, do you mind singing while I do that?"

She looked up at me as I got behind her. "You are interested in my singing?"

"I'm not sure if anypony has told you, but nature itself makes time to listen when you sing." I found a bottle of shampoo and squirted some on my hoof.

If she wasn't bluahing before, she sure was now. She began singing happily, some song she never sang on the show. Still, it was better than any morphine for my depression. Each line gave a buzzing numbness through my body, warming me better than any magic fire could.

I almost forgot to clean her hair as she sang. Her mane was pretty long, so i strode it over my arm and washed with one hoof. I filled her mane up with shampoo, which took almost the entire bottle, then washed it out. Luckily the shed was set up like a real spa, fit for fluttershy, so there was a water sprayer thingy like on kitchen sinks. Spray heads, right?

I repeated the process with conditioner, which took forever. How do you know when the it's washed out?! Flutters was cool with it, still singing for me. The song was something about a flower dieing before the winter, then regrowing in spring. It was a little depressing at the beginning, but her tone showed to be more understanding of the flower's future than sad of its present state.

When her tone was sad, i became sad. When it turned hopeful, so did my attitude. That was one of the great things about music in general, and I wish more people could influence emotions other than wrath or lust in their songs. Fluttershy even regulated the tempo of the song so she'd finish by the time I completed her mane, which was pretty impressive considering it felt like forever.

She smiled up to me as I laid down her mane. "Thank you," she said.

"Anytime." Then i recalled the list of stuff I bought, still waiting in the white room, along with why I bought them. "Mind if I ask you a few things?"

"Did you not just ask me a thing?" I really did not expect a sarcastic answer, which made it funnier to me.

I laughed and sat next to her as she cleaned her forehooves off. "I guess so. Do you have anybo-, anypony taking you out for Hearts and Hooves Day tomorow?"

She shook her head abit, washing her face quickly. "Unless somepony were to ask me now, I think I would just stay home and tend to the-" she frowned abit. "Most of the critters are sleeping through the winter, aren't they?"

"Yep, most of them," Zaanne said.

I turned politely as she began to wash her torso, which didn't really help since there was a mirror on the other wall. "Well then you seem to have some free time on your hooves tomorow, unless you want to go for a picnic with me tomorow."

She blushed a lot thinking over that, but apparently expected me to ask her out, since she smiled before i gave the suggestion. "I would love to, but let's not have any fruitcake."

I grinned happily, excitement making my wings open. "Definantly, I don't like fruitcake anyway" I trotted to the exit. "I'll let you finish up in here, if you need anymore favors, I'll be in your house."

She nodded and I closed the door behind me. The blizzard made it next to impossible for me to see past her house, but that was all I needed to get to, so there wasn't any problem.

I lowered the magic heat abit to enjoy the freezing snow whipping against my face. It reminded me of skating as fast as I could while playing hockey, knowing I would fall but loving the cold air that falling gave me.

"You got a date for once in your life," Zaanne said, "good for you."

"Yeah! Now let's go to sleep, I'm getting tired." I didn't walk though. Forgetting to refold my wings, the high winds caught me from behind and rocketed me into her kitchen window, throwing me into her refridgirator, where a startled Angel ran away quickly.

"Day two of ponyville, and you still can't fly worth shit."

"Thanks."