As I woke up I knew immediately that something was wrong. How? Well, if my younger sister bursting into my room screaming my name wasn't enough of a clue, then I don't know what is. The fact that she had burst into my room without any regard for the wall that would receive the blow of the door was also something as I had made it quite clear to my family that they would have to knock before entering. Fortunately the door hit my giant LEGO container, (Yes, I still have all of my childhood LEGO in my room.) stopping the door from impacting a wall.

This better be important, if it's something like the gameboy incident I will make sure she gets extra vegetables with her food for a whole year.

"George! Come, quick, You won't believe what happened!" The 'monster' shouted.

"Ugh... could you... please not shout Sabrina? You kinda woke me up just now... ugh..." I replied as I was getting trying not to fall asleep again.

"Oh, oops, sorry. But you really gotta see this!" Sabrina said while standing in my room waiting eagerly for me to get up.

"Yeah sure, just... give me a minute... Also, could you like... I dunno, leave? I kinda want to get dressed in private if possible." I said, reminding her that she was in my private room and that we're of the opposite gender, making quite the unsuitable situation.

"Oh, sure" Sabrina said while rushing out of my room with a blush on her face. And then closing the door.

Getting up I quickly cast one last regretful glance at the bed, Man, why do you get sleepy from sleeping?, after I got dressed and entered the kitchen looking for my sister who was waiting form me while looking in the mirror, seeing something that I couldn't see.

"So what was it you wanted to show me?" I asked looking at her with my 'I'm not amused' face.

"You'll see." she simply said before darting into the hallway and going up the stars where I could hear laughter.

Walking up the stairs I noticed a few signs of glitter, paper and other useful ingredients for wrapping presents and decorating banners. Only then it clicked for me that it was in fact my Birthday, Man, how could I not realize this any sooner?. Now, with a smile on my face and the thought of presents I walked into my parents room where all the laughter had come from. I can honestly say, I could not be any more surprised at what I saw.

Entering the room I had to rub my eyes to make sure they where in fact not deceiving me, my family had completely revamped the room. The giant double sized bed by parents slept on was gone, the small carpets that usually littered the floor had been replaced by one big carpet covering all the floor. However, the most peculiar thing was probably all of the confetti and streamers that where all over the place. They where everywhere! But to top it of, in the middle of the room was the most spectacular cake I ever laid eyes upon.

The cake was familiar, as it was an exact replica of the cake from the MLP episode: MMMystery on the Friendship Express.

Now I should probably mention that my whole family is a collection of fans from the show MLP, imagine the shock I got when I found out my father was a brony! Now, what surprised me more than the fact of how grand of a cake I had in front of me, was the fact of the small party itself.

It was what I would call grand, or grand on the scale of parties I ever been a part of. I had never seen this many streamers and confetti in the same room at once.

I smiled, knowing this must not have been easy. With teary eyes I went for it, I took all of my family for a group hug. They laughed, I laughed with them. They had touched me in the heart, I knew how much they cared for me, yet this showed it off even more. This was the best Birthday i could have asked for. After breaking up the group hug we ate both cake and sang, and laughed even more. I tried some alcohol seeing I was now 18 and my father insisted. I almost puked the same instance the vile drink touche my tongue. It tasted like shit. And my father just stood there laughing, knowing I wouldn't touch the stuff for a while.

The clock on the wall was showing us the time, It was time for presents. Well, it was actually 08:57 AM. I started opening my presents, happy to have them wondering what they would hold. I had not wished for anything specific (something that drove my parents insane, they had really hard times choosing what to get me without letting me down). Still, I got some nifty stuff. I got a new game for my 3DS, some articles of clothing (I had in recent years come to acknowledge clothes as a reasonable present, and not like worthless junk that could not substitute a present as I had put it when I was younger). And a nifty old lava lamp, the really cool old ones.

Once again we all went in for a group hug, but this time something was quite different. As soon as we touched each other we where all blinded by a light, said light was the whitest of lights that I had ever experienced. But soon I got goosebumps as I heard some kind of maniacal laughter in the distance.

Confused and suddenly feeling weak I fell backwards and landed on my bum, hard. The rest of my family seemed just as shocked as I. I looked up to see how they took the whole experience but as soon as I saw them I stopped, I could not comprehend what I was seeing and had to blink a few times to really confirm what I saw.

In front of me was standing a slightly different view of my parents and sister. My father was standing there with pony ears on his head and his previous ones missing, my mother and sister both had pony tails, and I don't mean in their hair, but coming out the backside was a real pony tail.

"Well, that was weird." My father said, oblivious to the changes that had occurred. Seeing as he could see neither the top of his own head or the backsides of the others. Meanwhile my sister and mother where starring at the top of my fathers head where his light grey pony ears twitched suddenly, making my sister jump back and discover her own tail as it brushed the wall. My father and mother now noticing her tail as well. I just stared...

Coming to my senses I was about to ask what happened, but stopped myself as soon as I knew they knew not the answer to the question. Instead my father spoke up. "Dear Celestia... Tails?" he said while looking behind himself to look if he had one too, I did the same and was as relieved as my father seeing nothing of the sort attached to me. When looking back, my father had discover his own addition and was actually despite the situation having fun trying to figure his ears out, making them move in different ways, It was somehow really hypnotic.

I stood up looking myself over, not finding anything weird or out of place on myself I started to move forward to help my sister who had frozen as soon as she had seen her own tail. My mother was already being comforted by my dad, his ears still twitching and turning.

As I came up to my sister my mere presence seemed to awaken her from her daze. "Tail..." she whispered barley hearable. I took her shoulder and looked her in the eyes trying to snap her out of whatever she was in. After looking at me for a short amount of time she blinked, then blinked again and carefully pushed me aside. Making her way over to a drawer and pulled out a hand mirror, looking at ti she sighed "No ears, huh?" and actually looked rather down.

"Wait, you wanted to have pony ears? What do you know about this?" I confronted my sister. Turning around my sister smiled and looked at me.

"Idiot, Of bucking course I don't know anything about this. It's only that I would have preferred to get ears like dad instead of a tail." She said, seemingly no longer fazed bu the fact that she now has a real tail.

"And why is that?" I asked, actually curious, also wanting to know why she appeared so calm. Alright, I was actually doing a decent job hiding my own panic, but she was either doing an excellent job or was not actually freaking out at all.

"Because this tail is so in the way, I'll have to cut holes in my clothes for it to be comfortable and sitting will never be the same." She had a point. I thought, a still a bit confused over her acceptance, I would probably just have cut it off, it's just hair, right?

"This is just so weird." I said instead, while once again looking over the scene. My father had light gray pony ears, My mother had a dark brown tail that she was holding with one hand while looking at it in what looked like both confusion and awe. And my sister with her light gray tail, inspiring the thought of light smooth powdered rock.

The only one unchanged was me. But before I could question the weirdness of the occurrence my father spoke up.

"Seems, we're not the only ones." Showing us what was currently transpiring on the WWW. "It seems every brony and pegasister are in the same boat as us, Every Brony is going Pony. I gotta go make some calls. Sorry, George, seems your birthday is over for now." he said before leaving the room.

But, I am a brony. Why haven't I changed? My mind immediately started answering the question with unpleasant scenarios.

It could have changed my insides.

It could have to do with my senses.

It might have given me magic? (That would be both interesting and scary)

I shrugged of the unpleasant thoughts and decided that it's better to find out than speculate.

"I'll be going to the bathroom to make sure I haven't lost my jewels" I said intending it as a joke to lighten the mood. As I walked of I could hear my father chuckle. If it was from somehow hearing my joke or from talking on the phone I couldn't tell.

Entering the bathroom I quickly locked the door and undressed to get a good look at myself in the mirror, then I stopped. I saw something Incredible and terrifying. I was looking at my sides where on my 'flanks' I could see something, a cutiemark. I could only stare as horror filled me and I got goose bumps. The cutiemark I was looking at was something I knew, I knew full well what it meant and who it belonged to. And that's what scarred me. On my flank sat THE cutiemark, the mark of twisted fate, the cutiemark of a madmare and the cutiemark of my OC, my dear Glimmer Thorn.

And I was scared out of my mind as I could hear the mad laugh of a certain mare coming from my own throat while starring at the mirror.
I was so scared.

Author's Notes:

Now stuff is going to get weird.

Heh, would have been done earlier with this story if not my internet disappearing on me when I was just about to save my work and for some reason reloading the page making me loose the progress, I should so have saved 3 seconds earlier...

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Edit: So this chapter had a bit more editing then the first one. Some might appreciate a re-reading of this chapter.