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From Brony to Pony?!

by Fictional Fanatic

Chapter 6: Chapter 6. Mirror making and mind breaking

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I was looking up at my ceiling after having just woken up. "What is wrong with the world?" I thought while remembering yesterday. If yesterday was anything to go by, today would not be any better. Considering the fact that we had all most likely transformed again. My recent addition of crimson steel hair helped to convince me about that.

I got up thinking that there is no time as the present. I wanted to confirm with my sister that we indeed had the same dreams and see if we could get a hold of all the ingredients required to make the stupid mirror. I just wanted to get this over with and find out what the mirror was for, my curiosity having won me over from the other part of my mind trying to tell me that this could be a very bad idea. It was somewhat troublesome trying to figure Glimmer Thorn out. I might have made her, but she was too unpredictable for me.

I quickly went through my daily routine of showering, eating breakfast and getting clothed. As I did so, my sister got herself presentable and came down to eat some cereal herself. My mother and father were still sleeping as they were most likely exhausted from yesterdays emotional and crazy revelations.

As my sister and I found ourselves ready for the oncoming day, and after confirming that the dream was indeed the real deal, we said goodbye to our parents who had both had their legs turned into those of a pony and now had hooves on their ends, making it incredibly hard to walk, meaning they would be staying at home while my sister and I were out shopping for everything we needed for the mirror.

We went around shopping for most of the day, getting everything required for the mirror we were making. I got a lot of strange looks and laughs from people when they realized I only looked extremely feminine but was still a male. As we completed our shopping trip and made our way back home with the rather questionable collection of items, where we began with making the mirror.


"Spoon, the small one." I asked of my sister as I stood in front of the soon to be complete frame for the mirror with my hand stretched out so that Sabrina could place a small spoon in my open palm. I quickly did the necessary motion to break apart the small shard with the spoon in a highly specific way that could only be achieved by a small spoon. Mind boggling, but meh. Magic, I guess.

As I was done with the spoon I put it down and reached out with my hand once again. "Sister, can you pass the bucket of copper pieces?" I was soon handed the bucket and went over to the small forge we had acquired. We had placed it in the garage and were now making the mirror in there. As the copper melted it made the base for the reflective surface that would be a part of the mirror. Now came the tricky part, we would have to blend it together with a compound I made earlier out of some plants, water and somehow darkness. Don't ask me how, but I somehow managed to capture the "darkness" by doing this in absolute blindness and no light. It ended in a big mess and the creation of the weird liquid I was now pouring into the melted copper.

As the liquid made contact with the copper it did nothing, but after adding the broken shards they instantly melted together and started creating a cyan colored paste that no longer seemed like metal and had a weak shine to it. To say I was confused was an understatement. As confused as me and my sister were, we both ignored this as it would be short lived. We still had a lot to do until we were done with the mirror and I was afraid that if I thought to much about the why's and how's of the whole process I would end up revolutionizing some aspects of science and end up getting some noble prize. Don't get me wrong, it would be a dream come true, but right then and there was not the time or place.

As soon as all of the paste seemed to be equally cyan, we added one simple ingredient, water. As soon as the water hit the paste it melted and seemed to revert to a more liquid state, it looked as if the paste turned into a shiny metal once again, only completely silver colored and reflecting all light perfectly. It had just turned into mirror pool water. Once again me and my sister ignored the why's and how's, but I did write down the process for future processing when I wasn't working with something as dangerous as magical water that could create clones.

Now that the mirror water had been created we would have to extremely careful, anything of organic composition that fell into the water would be replicated as a clone, and most likely use up the little amount we had. I quickly poured it into a special mold we had prepared earlier on, filling it to about half with the mirror water. "Now comes the fun part, right sister?" I asked Sabrina. We were almost done, only thing for the mirror now was to compress the water into a diamond. As we created said diamond, my sister picked up the box we had bought with a small fortune, it was a box full of special made carbon sheets that just so happened to be perfect for the job. We carefully brought them out one by one and placed them down into the liquid, unable to see past the surface of the mirror water, we had to rely on our tools to feel if the plates had lined up correctly under the surface. We placed all of the carbon plates into the pool and then covered the mold with a lid. It was now time to heat up and pressurize the whole thing.

As we left the mold in the pressurizer we both let out a sigh of relief we didn't know we'd been holding. All previous steps were vital and one slip up could end it all. We nearly lost our chance at the mirror water when one of Sabrina's feathers nearly fell in, thankfully she noticed and managed to catch it before it landed in the water. With the pressurizer on and running, it would take at least 14 hours for it to compress all the carbon into diamond. Now, I get that it is strange how we happen to have all of these weird tings in our garage, I think it's weird as well. But my father's job sometimes leaves him with a lot of free time, and when he isn't spending time with the rest of us, he likes to tend to different hobbies. Some of which require different machines. So don't ask me, ask him.

"Well, today certai-" I managed to say before I put a hand to cover my own mouth. I now had the voice of Glimmer Thorn. I looked down and would you know it, I now had two new round additions to the forefront of my body. I'll say I didn't expect something like this, but in reality I knew it was coming. During the last process of putting the mold into the pressurizer we had once again had some kind of change. I had finally lost everything I could that gave me the right to call myself a man. And yes, I meant everything.

Meanwhile, instead of making fun of me or saying something about my changes, my sister was looking at her own changes. She now had her pony ears, her human ones missing and her eyes a tad bit more pony like. Somewhat creepy, but I don't think I could say anything about that, seeing as how I turned out myself. I most likely already looked like a human version of Glimmer Thorn, and now I also sounded like her. All I required now would be to become a pony and to grow a horn... I really am not panicking as much as I should. Was it because I was hoping this was all reversible or because I really had no problem with turning into a pony? I actually didn't know.

With our new changes and mirror in the making, we both headed back to see how our parents had handled their own changes, and what changes they had gone through. To say that me and my sister were surprised would be an understatement. My mother had now grown fur all over her body and become smaller making her look like a proper anthromorphic pony. Our father had earned his earth pony strength and had now grown a tail of his own. I was now the only one who could pass as a human, somehow it really irritated me. I might have felt somewhat left out, as if fate was mocking me for being the only one to change gender, and to be the last one to join in on the pony aspects of life. I hadn't even gotten a horn yet and couldn't use the magic I was supposed to get.

I suddenly realized something. I was more disturbed by the fact that I wasn't getting magic, then the fact that I was becoming something else entierly. Was I really that screwed up? That I would ignore physical changes for the possibility of flight and magic? No, I had not ignored the changes, and I had in fact tried to see if this was reversible, but if it was, would I want to go back?

I had no Idea, and it scared me. I was somehow, somewhere deep inside me okay with what was happening. I had many times wondered how different my life would have been had I been born a girl, I had many times been wondering if magic really existed and if I would one day experience it. I had dreams about flying, all of them becoming lucid dreams. I had during one time actually thought I actually could fly by imitating the feeling of flying in my dreams, not really remembering that they were dreams. The last one actually made me chuckle a little. But it didn't help. I had to know what my family thought.

I went up to my sister as she was making phone calls, apparently a few of her friends had or knew someone else who had started to turn into a pony as well. As I stood there, waiting for her to end her conversation she took notice of me and signaled that she would be available soon. As she put down the phone she looked at me and asked "So, what did you want to talk about G?" G happened to be a call name between me and a few friends of mine. It now also fit as I was turning into Glimmer Thorn. Something my sister seemed to have picked up on.

"I just wanted to ask you something." I said, Sabrina motioning for me to go on. "D-do... Are you..." I said before I sighed and recomposed myself. "What would you do if you could turn back into a human, but also choose to turn into a pony?" I finally asked her. As I looked at her I could see her thinking about my question, she always tilted her head in a certain way when she got into some deep thinking. After a while she came up with an answer.

"I am really unsure, I don't think it's a decision I could make unless I really had to. But if possible I would choose the option to be able to choose whenever I want to be either pony or human. Both humans and ponies have their own benefits. But if I really, really have to choose now... I'd have to go with becoming a pony. I'm not looking forward to a completely herbivore diet, but having wings and being able to fly is really awesome! Why are you wondering?"

I was relieved. I wasn't the only pony to think about the benefits of being a pony like that. Maybe it wasn't too weird to think like that after all? "Nothing, it's just that I've had similar thoughts of the benefits of becoming a pony. And it kinda scared me a little that I'm okay with becoming a pony, to loose my humanity, only for an easier and more exciting life. Are we really supposed to think like that? Have we really changed that much already, that loosing our humanity is no longer frightening? I just don't really know right now, so I wanted somepony's else's opinion. Thank you, I don't feel as weird thinking about this anymore." I explained to my sister while falling back into my thoughts with some more relief. My sister also started thinking about something and left me to my own thoughts instead of replying to my explanation or any of my questions.

As I was thinking about this all, the mirror, the meeting with Glimmer Thorn, the transformations, magic and what it would all mean for us, my sight fell upon a clock that was hung up on the wall. It showed 10:14 PM. Quite late as I usually went to bed around 11 PM. "We should call it a night." I told my sister and gestured towards the clock. "We'll continue tomorrow and then we'll go to that convention you spoke about, maybe we can get a few more answers there." Accepting my plans for tomorrow my sister and I both went to bed. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day. I wonder who we'll meet.

Author's Notes:

So, this chapter was a bit jumpy time wise. I really felt like explaining the whole complicated process of creating the mirror, but that would have taken far too long to write down, and I have yet to even come up with a complete method. So I decided to fast forward a bit as not much of anything else occurred.

Also: Sorry for the delay.

Next up, the convention. A little more wait will be required...

Thanks to Kingdom Harmony for proofreading.

Next Chapter: Chapter 7. Horrible thoughts with terrible consequences and the time to let it all go Estimated time remaining: 21 Minutes
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