My eyes involuntary shot open as my senses came back to me. The first thing I saw was a white plastered ceiling. Huh, am I in bed? I kicked legs out slightly, only to touch the familiar bed spread of my room. Yup, I'm in bed, which means what happened 'earlier' really was a dream! Thank God... I thought that was real for a second. I'm not going to sleep for awhile after that dilemma.

I slowly picked up my head, moaning in agony as I did so. Ugh... looks like I'm going to have one of those days where I wake up with a headache. If I recall correctly, in my dream I jumped into a mirror and felt the pain. I'm guessing pain from dreams really does carry over to reality...

It's obvious. If you saw Inception you would know.

I couldn't watch that... too many layers!

I turned my head around and saw two human figures staring at me with abashed expressions. One of them was a fourteen year old blond haired girl who sat on the edge of the bed, the other was a nineteen year old boy (man?) who had a slight mustache/goatee combo and was positioned right next to the girl.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm actually glad to see Dante and Katie in my room for once! Usually when they're in the room shit's about to get cracking, so this is a refreshing change!

Okay, maybe shit is about to get cracking but it doesn't matter! I wonder why they're looking at me like I'm a terrorist though.

“Hey guys!” I chirped.

Why does my voice sound so high though? Maybe it's because I'm excited?

“Oh my god it talks...” A gruff voice that belonged to no one other then Dante muttered.

It?

“What are you talking about, Dante?” The same high voice came out.

I quickly covered my mouth, a familiar tingling creeping in my cheeks. That sounds like the voice from my dream! Am I still dreaming or-

My thoughts diffused the moment my peripheral vision picked up two vividly colored hard edges in place of my hands. Aren't my fingers supposed to be ther-

My breath caught in my throat. Oh crap, it wasn't a dream

My ears involuntarily pinned back as I opened my mouth to take a huge deep breath.

“How do you know my nam-”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I screamed to the top of my lungs. Well, at least I didn't shriek.

“Hey calm down!” my sister yelled while putting a hand over my mouth, muffling my screams.

“Mfueifwpddwpwnoeepnnfeepwnqo!” I babbled while wailing my 'hooves' in the air frantically, accidently slapping her in the face. She frowned and retorted by wrapping her left arm around my trembling hooves, trapping them to the side of my body so I couldn't wild out anymore. Yup, her arm is literlly longer than both of my hooves combined!

“Jesus! Say it don't spray it!”

My vision started to blur as tears welled up in my eyes. Oh great, now I'm crying! Another indication that my 'dream' is real! I never cry! That is such a soft thing to do and ponies in the show are generally associated with softness!

I started to hyperventilate and shake at the same time. She prodded me in the chest in hopes of getting me to stop shaking. It worked to an extent, but I continued babbling incoherent nonsense. She sighed. “If I release my hand from your mouth, will you tell me what happened in the English language?”

I quelled my babbling purist, slowly jerking my head up and down.

“It cries too?!” Dante exclaimed.

“Shut up, Dante!” Katie shouted. She then turned back to me and smiled lightly, releasing her grip from my mouth. “Now... how do you know our names again and why were you laid out in the middle of our brother's floor?”

I blinked back the running tears from my eyes. Oh, so she didn't know it's me! I had a feeling. “Katie, it's me Shawn! I woke up like this in the morning for some reason and thought I was dreaming so I wanted to end it as soon as possible by jumping into the mirror but little did I know the whole thing was r-real and n-now I'm a h-h-” I couldn't finish my sentence and hunched over, breaking into a violent fit of sobbing.

A pregnant silence filled the room. Numerous thoughts were probably racing through their heads and I'm pretty sure most of it was disbelief, but it's also probably shock from the underlying truth in the lurid confession.

I felt my body gravitate towards my sister as she pulled me into a warm hug. “Oh my god, Shawn. I'm so sorry. Don't worry about it it will be okay... you have us. ”

Although her tone was re-assuring, it still couldn't atone for all the conflict I was faced with because deep down I know it was not going to be okay. I have been turned into something that will possibly plague me my entire life, I have lost something that made me who I am: My humanity. My humanity was the foundation of my life, and now I'm gonna have to learn live without it!

It's gonna be hard trying to play basketball without hands. It's going to be hard trying to play video games without hands. It's gonna be hard to text without hands. Hell, it's gonna be hard to tie my shoes, put food in my mouth, or even tie my damn shoes without hands! Not only did most of my enjoyment emanate from the use of hands, but basic life functions as well!

Did you just go on a tirade about hands?

Yup. Now you know how strong I feel about this.

It's funny, I never thought of hands like that before. I guess when you lose something you start to cherish it more.

I sniffed, finally deciding to reply to Katie. “No it won't! I-I'm a f-freak n-now...” I stammered, sounding like a certain timid yellow Pegasus right now.

“No you're not, you're my brother. You're our brother! Right, Dante?”

“Uhhh... don't you mean our sister?” he said.

Sister? What the hell is he talking about?

I quickly pulled out the embrace and glared at him.“W-What do you m-mean?”

“Dude, have you checked your- I mean have you heard your voice?”

I raised an eyebrow. His response leaves a lot to be desired... but I can't be female, I can't! It's impossible to change genders! Yeah, I might have a high-pitched voice right now but that doesn't necessarily mean-

Wait a second, the pony in the 'dream' did have a feminine facial structure now that I think about it.

I took a deep breath, curled my lips in discomfort, and slid my hooves under my cover, feeling for a certain something. My ears drooped. He's right.

"Congratulations, It's a goddamn girl!"

Darkness clouded my eyes as my head dropped back on the pillow.

…........................................................................................................................................................
“How deep is your love! How deep is your love! How deep is your- ah fuck it. Dante, just pour water on him.”

“Okey dokey.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhieee!” I shrieked after feeling cold water impact my entire body. What the shit?! I turned my head around to see my brother holding an empty cup over my head while smiling mischievously. Did he just pour water on me?

I think he did, bro.

“Rise and Shine, sunshine,” he said.

“W-What the h-hell is w-wrong with y-you, ddddd-dickhead?!” I stammered, shivering like a little kid who had their first sugar rush.

He calmly spread his hands in front of him. “Hey, watch your mouth. It was Katie's idea not mine.” I turned around to glare at Katie, who simpered while waving at me nervously. “Besides, no one is gonna wait another hour for you to wake up.”

I squinted my eyes in bemusement. An hour? What does he mean an hour? Did I pass out again-

You can forward inquiries later. The main thing you should do is get up out the bed before the water penetrates your body.

I sighed and rolled off the bed. For some reason I mounted on all fours like it was second nature. I don't know, maybe my fear of busting my ass again is working as a stimulus?

I glanced at my four legs in awe before turning to look at my brother. “Uh, how did you guys find out about me again?”

Dante grimaced. “Well, it's a funny story. I was sleeping peacefully until Katie came rushing downstairs telling me about how she found an alien pony on the floor. I told her she's bluffing, so she took me upstairs in my ro-I mean your room and found you on the floor with glass and blood spread everywhere. I thought you were just a typical dead rodent so I was about to throw you in the garbage, but then Katie took your pulse and found out you were alive. I was like oh shit it's really-”

“-Stop!” I broke in. “Are you trying to tell me you were about to throw me in the garbage?”

“Hell yeah! What you thought this was? Is their a sign on the house that says 'dead animal storage?'”

My right eye twitched at the mention of 'animal'. I am definitely not an animal!

Technically you are.

“Anyways,” he started again, “after that we tucked you in bed, we waited for you to wake up, and when you did, boyyyy did you freak out! So here we are again.”

Oh, it's all starting to come back to me now....

“Ugh, this is too much to take in,” I uttered, my voice as soft as a sound produced from the flute. At least my voice is soothing on the ears.

“Are you gonna pass out again? Because we have plenty of water here,” Katie said.

“No I'm not gonna pass out again!” I snapped.

“Well well... someone's salty,” my brother said in a sardonic tone.

I turned towards him and lifted my hand up to flip him off.

His eyes darted from my lower body to top, almost if he was scanning me with an electronic. “Why do you want a hi-five for?”

Oh crap, I forgot I got hooves now!

“I don't want a hi-five, derelict! I was trying to flip you the bird...” I muttered.

“Oh. Haha, sucks for you!” he said while sticking the middle finger up.

My left eye twitched in annoyance. “Eat a frank.”

“Haha! But yeah, why the hell would you jump into a mirror for? Failed suicide attempt?”

I wish it wasn't...

I shook my head. “No. I thought I was having a lucid dream, a very palpable lucid dream. I wasn't waking up, so I kinda got... afraid and jumped into the mirror.”

He scowled. “That sounds retarded.”

“Hey, don't judge me, alright?”

“Common sense would tell you that the moment you figure out you were lucid dreaming you wake up! But you couldn't wake up because you were already up, dipshit!”

“W-why do you even care?”

“I care because thanks to your reckless stupidity I had to wake up in the morning and clean up the bloody floor!”

“Leave him alone, Dante! He was scared!” Katie chided, quickly coming to my defense. "You would do the same thing, don't even lie!"

Scared... I hate that word. But it's true..

He huffed. “Whatever.”

The room just drifted into silence after that encounter. I didn't know what to talk about, and truthfully, I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to sit alone and think about my life. Like, I feel like I hit a dead end and there's no turning back. I can't cry about it no more because I already did, and I can't pass out about it because I already did. I guess I'm just... empty.

“How did you even become a horse, Shawn?” Dante asked out of nowhere, discombobulating my thoughts.

“Pony,” I corrected while rolling my eyes. “And I don't know. Didn't I already tell you that? You think asking me a question again will change the final answer?”

“Chili out! I forgot, bro, or should I say 'sis'?”

“Don't joke like that,” I hissed.

“I wasn't joking, it's a serious question.”

I raised an eyebrow. I passed out when he reminded me about my sex change too... so why the hell would he try to call me that anyway?

Okay, now that irks me to an extent.

“You saw me pass out when you told me I'm a girl, right?” He nodded. “Then what do you think you should call me? The gender that makes me pass out? Don't be stupid! Just because 'brother' is a misnomer doesn't mean you have to restrain from using it!”

His eyes dilated in surprise.

Don’t worry bro, karma is a beach. You will soon have two sisters.

Don't joke like that either, brain. Wishing away a man's manhood is worse than wishing away their woman.

“And furthermore, I still thin-” my sentence plunged as I noticed Katie eyes were glued to the left side of my butt, or should I say flank. “Umm... my eyes are up here.”

“You have a blank flank,” she responded roboticly, her inquisitiveness not draining in the slightest.

“What?!” Dante and I shouted in unison, although my shout was more fierce and resentful than his. You can't blame me though; she was looking at me like she saw God! I was always told my butt was one of my greatest ass-ets, but come on!

“Is it that important, Katie?” I asked in a fake sweet voice while my eyelids visibly stuttered.

“Yes it is. You shouldn't be a blank flank because I know for a fact youhave already found your special talent.”

That's a good question. Maybe I don't have a cutie mark because the ponies in Equestria follow different laws and physics?

Wait a second, why am I indulging her?! I should be worrying about why I'm a pony, not an incomplete one!

“I don't give a shit! I've been stripped of the two things that dictates my life: My humanity and manhood! But, the thing that sticks out to you the most is a missing tattoo on my ass? Where are your priorities, Katie?! Whe-” I stopped my hissy fit as I got a good glance at the devastated look on her face.

What am I doing? Why am I lashing out on my siblings for? It isn't their fault they don't know what I’m going through.. they're still humans!

I know Katie genuinely means well. The moment I woke up she really made sure I was okay and let her compassionate tendencies be known... she always has. She just... has a habit to concentrate on the more positive aspects of any ordeal due to her uplifting demeanor. She's also a fan of the show... so yeah I can't blame her.

And as for Dante... as you can tell he could be a jerk. But, he has a good heart underneath his jerkassness. He was just making sure which pronouns I was comfortable with, not doing it to be a spiteful prick.

I sighed and turned my head away from them. “I'm sorry, guys. I'm just... still shocked from this. T-this isn't n-normal... but that doesn't give me the right to act like an asshole.”

Katie smiled. “It's alright, Shawn. I should be apologizing for flipping out over you being a 'blank' flank. ”

Dante nodded. “Yeah, man, it's all good. I think it's just your new hormon-” His sentence faded into nothing as I shot him a glare so quick and terrifying it spoke at least 5 volumes of a horror series. “Never mind. Uhhhh what's a blank flank though!” he quickly changed the topic.

I leered at him. Oh, I forgot he doesn't watch MLP. He wouldn't be caught dead watching that show actually. That's why I still have yet to tell him I'm a fan of the show. It's not that I'm afraid of him , it's just that I'm not looking forward to dealing with him trying to ridicule me everyday. I could already predict him saying: 'OH LORD SHAWN WATCHES A PONY SHOW WHUT A FAGOOT LOLO GROW A PAIR U QUEER!'

Yeah, Imagine hearing that every second of your life, then imagine me punching him in the neck. He's dead, and I'm going to prison for life. Badaboom! Both of our lives are over.

I want to avoid all of that.

“A blank flank is a pony who didn't acquire their cutie mark yet,” Katie answered swiftly.

“ What the hell is a cutie mark? ”

“A cutie mark is the special talent illustrated on your flank, much like a tattoo.”

He stared at her, the perplexity on his face not lifting in the slightest.

“Obviously you don't know what Mlp is,” she muttered.

“What the fuck is Mlp!? Mutant lesbians porn?!” He snapped.

“My... little... pony...”

Oh boy, someone has been living under a rock the last few years. How could he not know what my little pony is?

Maybe because he was was too busy living that college life: Sleeping with all the girls that rejected you for being too young.

Hahaha you're funny!

“My little pony... you mean that little girls show grown men worship?!” he enquired, the corner of his lips curling upwards into the shape of a smile.

Well, looks like he isn't totally oblivious after all.

“Pretty much,” Katie replied.

He soon broke out with laughter. “Dude! Y-you watch that, Katie?”

“Yeah, problem?”

“Haha! Nah, not really but... it's a little kid's show.”

“Implying you don't watch little kid shows.”

“Uhhh...” he hesitated. “You know what, it doesn't even matter since you're a girl. If you were a man though... I don’t know what I would do, haha! I'd would assume you're a basement dweller who couldn't get a date even if it was on a calender. ”

Katie joined his floaty fit of laughter, even though I know she didn't want to, while I stood with a blank expression on my face. Now you know what I mean about Dante's attitude towards things he doesn't understand. He's a good sort, but damn is he an insular one! It seems like it's all good in fun right now, but when he finds out I watch the show his dark side will come out.

Hello, earth to groundhog, you're female now! He won't be able to say shi-
I don't wanna use my gender as an excuse to do things.
Really?
Yup.
So.. I guess you won't be trying to woo thirsty stallions to buy you stuff, huh?
No.

You're a waste of a sex change, you know that?

“Ahem,” I feigned a cough, getting their attention, “shouldn't we like... try and figure out why I'm a pony? I don't plan to stay like this forever if you haven't figured out.”

Katie leaned one of her knees on the floor to make direct eye contact with me. “But why not Shawn? You look so adorable like this,” she teased. I simply rolled my eyes. “Besides, you're probably looking at this from a negative point of view. If I were a pony I would be happy! Look at all the positives!”

My left eye twitched. There are no positives! I mean, at least if I was a unicorn or Pegasus at least I would have some extra abilities, but I've became an earth pony! That's like... the Jewish version of ponies! What's the use of bucking apple trees if there are no apple trees in this goddamned area?

And the negatives are... too many to name. But the main ones are: I lose my hands, feet, height, hair, skin color, voice, and my cock!

I sighed. “No, Katie. I just want to be human again. I don't care about this body at all! I'll do anything to be human again. In fact, why don't we all go on an internet heist and see of we can find anything concerning this 'freak' accident.”

"Yeahhhhh, I don't know about that," Dante murmured.

"Dante!" Katie shrilled while glaring at him.

He appeared befuddled for a second until he laid eyes on me, quickly switching to a calm attitude and smiling.

My eyes bounced from the two siblings repeatedly untill I finally settled on staring at Dante. I think he knows something I don't. "What do you mean, Dante?"

"Nothing!" a feminine voice quickly injected. I turned to Katie, noticing her skin paling and perspiring all in one jump.

She is hiding something.

"Katie, you need to tell me everything."

"But Sha-"

"No!" I said while jabbing a hoof out. "You can't keep any information 'clandestine' Katie. Just tell me whatever Dante is hiding.... I need to know."

She sighed. "I didn't want to tell you this because I thought it would upset you, but fine." She took a moment to breathe before she started. "Earlier today I was researching 'ponies on earth' and had trouble finding anything. I searched through every major news and social networking site and still found nothing! So since no major mainstream media covered anything remotely related to the topic, I started to think 'what if Shawn really did turn into a 'pony?' I started to read the situation closely: I know you didn't do anything weird yesterday or the week before, I know it's impossible for diseases to transform people into miscellaneous species, and I know for a fact nothing in the world has the power to turn you into a pony from a fictional show! So you know what I think?”

I gulped. "W-wha?"

"I think this is out of our control, Shawn. The only answer to this is: Cosmics. "

Silence once again.

We really need some music to soothe the mood.

You know, I've had a very secular mindset my whole life and believed everything could be proven with science, but the fact that Katie's theory seems more believable than anything a scientist can even verbalize has me thinking one thing:

Goddammit.

"So..." I started, "you're saying I'm fucked?"

Author's Notes:

And that's chapter 2. Even though I finished this chapter last week it took a week to edit. Self-editing surely is a bitch sometimes, especially when you miss out vital errors even though you looked it it one hundred times.

So yeah, expect the next chapters to be released longer than this ones since I started writing it yesterday.