Dinner ended horribly. My mother had broken down and started to cry in the middle of the meal once she realized she had lifted her spoon with magic. That eventually got to me and my sister when we really realized that we weren't technically humans anymore. Something we had been and had our whole life was now being taken away from us without our consent. And it really felt horrible. We all sat there and felt miserable for what felt like hours. Our food was soon cold and stale but we didn't really pay it any attention as we had all lost our appetite in this foul mood.

Eventually we got bored of sitting and feeling miserable and left the table to keep our minds busy with other things; training. During dinner, before the tears, sobs and misery could interrupt I had forwarded the idea of finding a place for my sister and I to train. Seeing how I, in all probability, would grow a horn eventually, I too would need some place safe and open to avoid setting something on fire or blowing something up. (We all know what a magic misfire can do. And I was not gonna let myself turn my parents into cacti.)

My father, being the reasonable and predicting person he is, had already solved this problem. We now had access to an empty warehouse, free for use for a whole year. And the best part? We would be completely undisturbed. Dad has some great friends, I have to say.

Telling our parents we would be home before 9:30 PM, we left for the warehouse. With my father's blessing I drove my sister and I to the warehouse. I might not have a drivers license but I could drive just as well as my father. And seeing how I could still pass for human if no one saw my eyes, traffic shouldn't be a problem. My sister had to hide her wings behind her back while sitting in the back seat. Fortunately, she soon found an old blanket and used it to cover herself instead and pretended to sleep. No one would question that.

The car of my choice, or rather only choice. Was a red Suzuki Baleno. Not the coolest car of the lot but still a nice family car. My father wasn't much on spending money on cars... or anything he didn't need for that matter.

When we arrived at the warehouse I noticed two major things. One: my sister was actually sleeping, and looked damn cute doing it. Two: It was 7:49 PM. Safe to say; we won't get much training done today, if any at all. Not feeling tired at all and now stuck in a car with a sleeping sister, I started thinking about the situation a bit more. We were transforming, into ponies... How? How is it possible to find and target every single brony/pegasister in the world and then force them to do the impossible; transform into their OC? And how would whatever caused this be able to know about their OCs? This was unnatural, if the dream was anything to go by.

Okay, let's explain everything weird right now with magic. That makes sense, if my sister is able to use pegasus magic and my mother her unicorn magic then why wouldn't there be other kinds as well? Great, one thing established. Next, how long will this go on for? Will we eventually transform into full blown ponies or does the transformation stop at some point letting us keep something from our time as humans?

Humans... Is there a possibility this affects not only humans? That would be weird, imagine meeting a former dog that for some reason enjoyed the show and now is turning into a pony able to utilize speech... or not. Will we lose the ability to speak English like humans and start to talk some kind of pony language? I don't know, I don't think there is any canon source I know of that confirms what the pony's original language is. Kinda like a dub when watching anime.

Also, what will the governments do about this? I guess they'd still see us as humans as long as we can talk. But I imagine them being rather unsure about the future since a considerable amount of their people are turning into ponies that are probably unable to do their duty and work. This might actually be devastating for the world. There are a lot of people that are a part of the fandom after all, at least since I last checked. And what if...

My thoughts were interrupted by my sister grabbing my shoulder, making me almost jump out of my seat.

"What time is it?" she asked me looking at the dashboard of the car that didn't show the time anymore since I had already removed the keys. I brought up my right arm out of habit to look at my watch (Yes, I keep my watch on my right arm, find it easier for some reason), only to discover that I had forgotten to put it on. (It's not comfortable sleeping with a watch on your arm. So I tend to forget to put it on after I wake up.) I bought forth my mobile phone instead, lit the screen and looked at the display to see the answer to my sisters question.

It was 8:27 PM.

Horse apples! How long was I just sitting here doing nothing? Time doesn't go that fast! I showed my sister the time on my phone and looked back to see her confused gaze.

"George. Why didn't you wake me up earlier? We have training to do!"

"You mean that you got training to do? I kinda don't have any kind of magic, yet. Besides, felt kinda wrong to wake you up. You know? Thought you might need some sleep, seeing all this weird stuff going on. I know I would, but I already slept a lot today." I said, trying to shift her blame of me.

"I'm fine, now let's go get some training done. How much time till we gotta go back?" She asked, thankfully not blaming me anymore. Probably found that she indeed felt better after sleeping some.

I sighed. "Fine, we have about 20 min until we gotta go to get back before 9:30 PM. Will you make any progress during only 20 min? There's a reason babies take time to learn how to walk." I said, doubting that it would be enough time. I'd much rather just go back home at this point.

"It's alright; I got some kind of feel for them now. Also I had a dream about learning to fly. It felt pretty natural so I'm gonna try that out." She replied, a bit to my disappointment, but I didn't show.

"Really, how was the dream? I had a strange dream as well. One where I met my OC and she told me I was turning into her and what might be the cause... It was really weird..." I said, not thinking much about it.

"Really? Mine was kinda the same. I met Wild Vine, she told me that I was turning into her and then showed me how to move my wings. I was able to get off the ground but not able to fly. But then she said she was getting hungry and it was time for me to get going, and she took off into the Everfree.

"Really?" I asked surprised. Now that I think about it, Glimmer Thorn said we were in Equestria in the dream. But where were we? It was next to a cliff side and a forest, maybe Everfree forest? I thought, remembering that Glimmer was going out to hunt, something that led to food. I felt that her going hunting and Wild Vine's hunger might be connected.

"Yeah, now let's get going!" My sister said, leaving the car by opening the door and jumping out, her wings almost getting caught on the frame.

The warehouse itself was completely empty and bare. A concrete floor being the only thing in sight between the white colored walls on an area of 70 square meters. (Yes I use the metric system. Deal with it.) And about 5 meters in height. Plenty of room for flying. But I would like to get some mattresses to cover the floor, don't wanna see my sister fall and splash her brains out.

During the next 20 min my sister was trying to get herself to stay in the air. She was just about able to take off. But as soon as her feet left the ground she lost balance and she either started going sideways into a wall or fell over in the air and fell down to the ground. I was both worried about her health and laughing my ass off, earning myself a few glares from my very unhappy sister. However I was indeed impressed. If she was only able to clear the lift off she should be able to stay in the air, and from there it should be 'a cakewalk' as she put it.

But 20 min passed by fast and it was time to return home.

"Sis, it's time to go home. You can do that when you get home." I said, getting up from the spot I had been sitting at.

During the last fall my sister had realized that her feathers had gotten roughen up a bit and had decided to try and preen her feathers. I had offered to help her to save time but she had denied saying it was weird enough as it was. When I had asked her how she came to the thought of preening she said that Wild Vine had done so after a lot of flying around and that she then tried it herself and it felt... natural to do so. The preening was a learning process; Sabrina had by mistake pulled out one of the more firm feathers from her wing at one point but had only winced at the pain. Yet I could see her holding back her tears. It looked rather painful.

Returning home we were greeted by our parents. Somehow mother was a lot more cheerful than before, seemingly dad was able to calm her down and cheer her up. Man, dad must really be a jack of all trades. I thought before I told my dad about the need of something to soften the fall in case my sister really got into the air and fell to the ground, a 5 meter drop onto concrete is not a soft one. After that I went to my room to see if anything new had popped up about what's going on.

Finding nothing I sat for a moment and wondered what to do. And I could only come up with one answer; watching YouTube videos. And of course almost every single one of them mentioned what had happened today at least once during the video, many having hypothesis of their own and some were even of youtubers becoming ponies themselves. All of them with different animalistic traits, one even had Draconequus traits. Some were spreading the word of the people claiming responsibility and other had yet to find out.

Well, this will be interesting. I thought as I was looking around to see what authorities around the world came up with. And came down laughing my as off as soon as I came to Sweden. The bucking KING had gotten wings! Oh, this was brilliant. I knew Sweden was a nice country; I had been there on vacation with the family. So they would probably take the whole thing calmly, only problem would be the many cultural differences as they had a lot different people from all around the world living within their borders. But that was their problem and when their king had gotten wings I don't think many would be against treating all effected as normal people.

After a few extra searches I found a few sites where people had put up diaries starting from when they woke up to right now. All from bronies and pegasisters, further convincing everyone that only our fanbase was being affected, damn. Is this really happening? Only bronies and pegasisters? What's next? Dragon migration? ... I should not tempt fate. Exhausted and having a lot to think about, I put my computer to sleep (I never actually turn it off unless I really need to) and sploshed down onto my bed or couch as it really was just that.

And I was in for one of the wildest dreams I have ever had.

First came the sounds. It sounded like a fire nearby and some crickets playing their hearts out in an attempt to woo a mate. Only to make me wake up so to speak. After that came the smells. It smelled like morning dew and campfire, burning on wet logs. Nice. I thought in sarcasm. After that came the feeling. I was lying on moist dirt and was a bit cold from the dew that had my clothes all moist, didn't help my only clothes where a white T-shirt and sweatpants and my socks. Weird, considering the fact I slept with far less. And then came the vision as I opened my eyes to see a campfire not so far from me. Still far enough for me to not feel the heat it produced.

Getting up, I took a better look around. I was in some sort of clearing under a star filled sky, but the moon was nowhere to be seen. I was currently alone in the clearing and I realized that the crickets had stopped from my sudden movements. A small smile appeared on my face, I really disliked the noises they make.

Another look around made me realize that it was far to bright too be considered night back at earth. It looked more like everything was covered in shadows rather than being plunged into darkness back home. Either my eyesight got far better or I am now in Equestria, again. With the fact of my last memories were of me trying to fall asleep back home and the fact that I woke up in an unfamiliar place, all pointed towards Equestria.

I got an unpleasant flashback when my thoughts reached the topic of lucid dreaming, the closest thing to what I was experiencing I guessed. I had never really had any lucid dreams except like 2 where I was able to fly but they were really short. The uncomfortable memories I had connected to this was that lucid dreaming is closely related to sleeping paralysis, something I would never wish upon anyone else... Okay, maybe some of my enemies. But point is; that shit is really scary.

For me it was at the age of ten, what I experienced was waking up to see the door to my room wide open, (even though I closed it so I didn't have to see the darkness in the hallway that could not be reached by my nightlight) and everything being clear as day as moonlight was illuminating everything. And through my wide open door was a black figure slowly walking towards me. (This was around the time I had gotten the thing about how terrible death was; one of our families budgies had died earlier that week.) And of course the figure on my doorstep was to me, DEATH. I was in panic and could neither get out of bed or scream, I was only able to scream out and sit up in my bed once I woke up. It was truly terrifying. But believe it or not, I have experienced worse scares in the living world.

This one was also during night. I awoke to my younger sister standing by my bunk bed and crying. At the time I was just confused and tried asking her what was wrong, she responded with "go away" and more cries, unable to get through to her I woke my parents and got them to calm her down and then resumed my sleep. It wasn't until the next day I got the scare. I found out my sister had been sleeping the whole night with no memory of what happened. She had been sleepwalking and held actual conversation. This to me was the most terrifying thing. I know it seems weird to see it as terrifying, but you should try waking up to your sister crying in the middle of your room and then next morning walk around like nothing happened.

But all this was soon interrupted by the sound of something disturbing the grass behind me. Taking my eyes of the campfire I took a look behind me, cursing over the fact that I had been so gone as to not thinking about my surroundings and letting something sneak up on me, I had been in the scouts for Celestia's sake.

Wait, Celestia? was the only thing I was able to think before I turned around and saw her. Again; I should not have been surprised to see Glimmer Thorn, but my thoughts had led me to forget I was in a dream.

"Hello George, we meet again. Your sister and Wild Vine will be here shortly."

Author's Notes:

Oh, horseapples. Here I sit reading fimfic and realize, I forgot to credit Greycait for proof reading.

Also, I will now start on the next chapter! YAY. So expect new content very soon!

Edit: Yeah, that didn't happen... sorry. But I promise it's worth the wait for the idea spawning I recently had.

Actual chapter edit: I have now edited all four chapters. I have also written the next chapter and will upload id soon.