"Wait, my sister and her OC are coming here? How is that possible?" I almost screamed out in both surprise and disbelief.

"Indeed. I and Wild Vine had a good talk and came to a certain conclusion. And for best results you and your sister's attendance would be for the best." Glimmer Thorn answered with her 'normal' voice, still creepy enough to send chills down my spine.

Guess I'll have to get used to that, seeing as I'm turning into her myself. This is so weird and feels so wrong on so many levels... I thought, not actually daring to voice my thoughts in front of Glimmer.

"So... what are we going to do exactly? I'd rather know what we are doing before we start doing random things." I stated remembering a prank that had gone horribly wrong a few years back.

"Hah- It's not random things; we already got the process figured out. All we really need is for you two to be able and replicate the process in your world and we're set," Glimmerthorn answered while starting to look in the direction she came from.

"Once again, what are we doing exactly?" I asked again, starting to have doubts about trusting my OC.

"We're making a mirror!" A third voice chimed in from the direction Glimmerthorn was looking.

Looking over I saw a pegasus mare floating towards us just above the ground. Her coat was "dark moss green" while her mane was light gray in color and resembled Rainbow Dash's wild mane style, only longer. The same went for her tail. The eyes were emerald green. And last but not least the cutiemark that covered her flank; A pegasus wing in motion, cutting through some kind of vine. To be honest I was surprised to see no scars or wounds on her, something I questioned as I inspected the pegasus mare who supposedly lived most of her life in the Everfree forest. I guess I'm not to underestimate her if she is able to go through Everfree unscratched for long periods of time, even go as far as to live there... Wonder if she knows Zecora? No wait focus. I thought to myself, remembering the supposed adventures that Wild Vine had been through, told by my sister.

"Am I correct in assuming you're Wild Vine?" I asked hoping I was right. Mostly cause I wanted to find out what we where gonna do and then get it over with.

"Yeah, that's me! And you're George?" asked Wild Vine.

"Right you are, unless you mean another human named George around these parts," I responded sarcastically.

"Ok, I admit, that was a stupid question. But you don't have to be like that." She replied, seemingly a bit hurt by my remark.

"Sorry, I'm just kinda waiting for you and my sister to come here so that I can find out what your master plan is and we can get going. Doing nothing is getting old." I explained away some of my grumpiness. I was really getting tired of waiting as I had no way to measure time in this dream.

"Yeah, Sabrina should be here soon." Wild Vine said, giving me hope this would soon be over.

"Actually, I've been wondering. How do you guys know stuff like that?" I asked, looking at the two ponies as they look at each other and back at me.

"We dunno," they answered at the same time.

Great. Seems the answers I'll be getting today are limited. I thought as I face palmed.

Suddenly, I heard something rustle in the grass next to me. I looked over to my right and I saw my sister lying on the grass. She was just about 'waking up'. She lifted herself from the ground and looked at me. Now, I was expecting her to hug me or something and start babbling about how awesome it is that we're both in the same dream. But I guess I was wrong.

"You're not Wild Vine," my sister stated with a straight face, looking at me. I could only imagine what my face looked like right then. Probably really confused, because that's how I felt. Also, the ponies a few meters away have both burst into laughter and were rolling around on the floor. Good for them.

After a while of looking at the laughing ponies I looked back at my sister. She was smaller than I could remember.

"Do I know you?" my sister suddenly asked, looking at me. "You seem kinda familiar..." The laughing had stopped and I was looking at my sister in disbelief.

"Sis? It's me, George! Don't you recognize me?" I asked in an almost pleading voice. Hearing those words my sister's eyes widened and her pupils shrank, and then... she laughed, and once again the ponies joined her. I was stunned and wondering what was going on.

After a moment I suddenly realized what had happened; just as my sister had gotten smaller, I must have had some kind of change brought upon me since last time. Great, they're laughing about some part of me that I have yet to notice. What could it be?

I looked around, trying to find any reflective surfaces to look at so that I could see myself. But as it stood, I was out of luck. That is until I noticed something off about my field of vision. My hair! was what I thought in panic as I realized the change in my field of vision was because of the crimson color of the hair that I could just about see at the corner of my eye. Now focusing my search for differences on my head only, I could make them out without having to look.

At some point between entering this half-dreamscape and the appearance of my sister, my hair had a makeover. Or rather, a complete overhaul. My hair, for a start was completely crimson-red, almost like blood. However I could actually feel the other differences to it. Right now my hair was reaching down to my shoulders. Something I noticed from the slight feeling of hair on my shoulder. But now that I was aware of my hair I felt the most annoying change to it, it didn't feel like hair. It felt more like steel wool on the skin. And I was not enjoying it. But what actually annoyed me was the fact that the others were still laughing, and I still had no idea how they found such humor in my hair.

"Okay, what is it? What is it that makes my hair look so funny?" At that moment I realized I had asked the wrong question. They all looked at me and fell into another fit of laughter. Great, the sight of me is too funny too look at. All I could do was to sit back and wait until they calmed down.

A painfully laughter filled while later, the ponies and half pony in the form of my sister had calmed down enough to be able to look at me and still keep a straight face. I choose that moment to get the question out of my mind.

"Okay, you guys had your fun, now tell me. WHAT THE BUCK THAT WAS ABOUT!" Yeah, I was pissed about it, I hated when people laughed at me.

"Sorry brother it's just..." she trailed off as she started giggling slightly. I gave her a stern look and she reduced the giggles to a smile.

"Heh, sorry again. It's just that you really look like a girl! And that was before the hair!" She exclaimed and fell into another fit of laughter. What the buck!? Enough with the laughter already. I could feel my face warm up a little. I was both embarrassed and outraged.

"But the best part is your voice, it's still the same. It looks so weird when it comes from somepony who looks like they are of the other gender."

"BUCK! What am I gonna do now?" I almost screamed to the world. "This will not go unnoticed." As soon as I said that and saw the look on my sister's face I immediately regretted saying it out loud. She once again burst into laughter, this time without the ponies who where content with snickering.

"OMG, you won't be able to speak to anyone without them raising an eyebrow at you! HAHAHA, please, make it stop. This is too funny! HAHAHA..." If looks could kill I'm sure my sister wouldn't be laughing right about then.

"Well, as much fun as we're having right now," Glimmer spoke up, still smiling from the situation my sister had put me in, earning a glare from me, one that she completely ignored. "We are on a schedule. So, I would like to have your attention."

As my sister calmed down and I stopped glaring daggers at her, Glimmer started explaining what we were about to do.

"Okay, first off. I want you to keep your questions until I'm done explaining. Second; it's extremely important for you two to listen up as I am expecting you to be able to imitate and repeat this in your world. Also you should know that I can't tell you what we're doing or how it works. It's for both ours and your safety. Any questions?"

"Yeah, I have one. I already know that we're making some kind of mirror. So the 'what we're doing' is self explanatory. But about the how. I don't understand how we're gonna help without knowing how to help." I asked, hoping it would be easier than they made it sound.

"Okay. I can understand that. But you have missed a few points. Indeed are we making a mirror, but I'm not gonna reveal what it is for, also it is completely fine for you to participate as you will not know what exactly we are doing during the mirror's creation."

"Ah. I guess I'm not meant to ask what the small cauldron, the buckload of different flasks and different metals are doing here?" I asked, trying to imply that if she wanted me and my sister to make another in our world we would have to know what we had to make it out of.

"It's fine for you to know what we'll be using. You are supposed to be able and replicate the process." She replied, not elaborating what she really meant.

"And how will me and my sister do that? I don't even recognize half of this stuff." I implied this time to really get the message across.

"It'll be in your subconscious, we will also say what it's we're using. Now keep quiet, and save all the questions for after we're done." She said, turning around together with Wild Vine and started the creation of the mirror.

I don't know how, but I apparently summoned a block and start writing down questions for when they're done with their ritual. I also wrote down every step and what the things they used were called. I was surprised to discover that some of them I recognized; bottle of water from the mirror pool, diamonds, gold, and for some reason a regular stick. But I had no idea how to get some water from the mirror pool over to our world. I wrote it as one of my questions.

As they begun I realized it was extremely boring, yet I kept myself in line and made sure I remembered what they did so that my sister an I could replicate the mirror in our world. As much as I actually didn't want to do this I was ready to trust my OC as she was almost the only one to know what was going on.

As they were done with the mirror I saw that the gold had only been used to make a handle for the mirror; apparently gold was optional. Thank Celestia. I thought, as I had no idea where I would have found gold in the real world.

"Okay, so now the mirror is complete. You have any questions?" Glimmerthorn asked me after having made sure the mirror didn't crack or break from being thrown around a little. It also seemed to react somewhat to her magic.

"Well, we do have a few." I said, looking at my sister who had written down her own questions.

She nodded and we started asking the questions we had, most of which were answered and explained further. By the end of it I and my sister were completely prepared to make one mirror of our own. We were apparently to use suitable substitutes for the things that only existed in Equestria. Yet Glimmer refused to tell us the purpose of the mirrors. It was rather frustrating, but I let it slide. I really didn't want to annoy Glimmer any further; she could get scary when angry. I should know.

After Glimmer and Wild made sure we had the process down 100%, it was time to say goodbye and wake up.

"So... how do I wake up now? I don't think it'll work like in a normal dream, right?" I asked, unsure. The only way I knew of how to wake up once you are lucid would be to either die or have a nightmare scary enough to wake you up.

"No, but don't worry, I know how to help." Glimmer said with a somewhat evil smile. Safe to say I wasn't really sure I wanted to know what she was planning, yet I asked.

"Eh, what are you gonna do?" I asked, only making her smile some more.

"Oh, nothing special, just this!" she said as she spun around and bucked me as hard as she could between my legs. Last time I can remember having nuts. And it hurt like hell, waking me up from the dream. I could also hear my little sister laughing rather loudly from her own room. Safe to say she didn't get the same wake-up call I did. At least it didn't hurt outside the dream.

I also think my cold might have come back. My head hurts.

Author's Notes:

And after all this time, I'm back with this story. I have also remade the old chapters a bit to be more up to date to my current writing style with only a few additions.

Thanks for waiting this. I might update this story a bit more regularly as the parent fic will soon have an update according to MidnightChaos.

Thanks to Greycait for helping me to not absolutely butchering the English language.