Author's Notes:

A lot of you are probably wondering where the zecora tag comes into play, did you really think that our little filly is going to march straight into town and say hi to everyone's favorite purple crack book addict?

Another thing, don't get too excited about the rate these are coming... here is my schedule
Work on monday and friday from 7:00-6:00 (allowing for transit)
School
Tuesday 12:00 -9:30
Wednesday 10:00 - 5:40
Thursday 12:00-9:30
So i will have to squeeze time for this in there somewhere, but I'm trying to. I will definitely try to make this at least a weekly thing.
Few notes: Not a fan of cover art, so unless it's specifically made for this story i wont have any
Not a fan of groups so if you wanna add this, awesome, otherwise it'll stay unaffiliated.
Not a fan of self importance so you'll often see me degrade my own story or try to push praise onto something else
If you want story updates for any of my other shit check my user page, i go a cute little piece on the front with updates.
If you hate anything in a chapter, find something too convenient, find something weird, tell me, I'll see if it's worth re-writing, or just simply explain it.
I don't have any proofreaders or editors, you're getting whatever i can make with my own left brain.
One last item. If anyone has any problems with him/her being able to walk at the meager age real horses learn how to walk and canter while thier mother is still cleaning off the shit they were covered in to get them outta the butt. The main problem ponies have is that the babies do not have the knowledge how, but once one has the know how one can because the body has the ability.

I slowly made my way out down the hallway. Every step I took made me grimace as my brain reminded me that I am leaving behind mom, my comfort and safety. I chided myself, reminding myself that I am running away, not from that, but from a lie. I am running away from a life of slavery to a mother that isn't mine, chained to a existence that is almost the polar opposite of my being.

As I continue down the hallway I try to practice words. It's not easy but I managed to stop at least from sounding like a fricken baby. I also find myself unnaturally tired, even though it is only the afternoon. Maybe Luna changed my sleep cycles, stupid bitch. Hey look, cursing! I'm so excited, at least I can somewhat curse now.

A few guards came and went, none noticed me. When they did they simply bowed and kept going or stayed at their post, some of the servants asked me if I needed anything, but I told them to bugger off.

Okay so I didn't literally tell them to bugger off, I told them that I was fine and didn't need any help because 'I am a big filly', which gained some d'aws and them ignoring me. That of course is the desired action, so I continued on my way. I manage to make it down the corridor, down the stairs, past the foyer and past the throne room and almost to the exit before I get caught.

“Midnight Selene, there you are you little filly!” I saw a female pony trot towards me, a smile adorned on her face. “Princess Celestia has been looking forward to seeing you, now that you're up and about she simply begged to see you!” She held out her hooves. “Come here little Midnight, I'm not going to hurt you.”

Oh yes you are! You're going to take me back to THEM, and they will hurt me, so you'll be hurting me indirectly, buck that!

I take a step forward as if I’m falling for her bullshit, then bolt for the door. I don't know how but I am putting on the speed like I just drank a buck ton of liquid sugar. Man there are positives to being younger. I barely even hear her as she shouts something as I am out the door in seconds. My body instinctively spreads it's wings, but I force them back in. I'm not about to get accustomed to this, no way!

I am booking it through the garden towards the main gate. Two guards noticed me fleeing and turned around to capture my 'attackers'. I heard shouts, but didn't look back to see what had happened to the poor mare that is trying to take me to aunty- shut up filly brain! I have to get to that bucking train station... but my legs are starting to give out, and I’m pretty sure I hear shouts behind me. That means they've recovered from the initial stupidity. Not good.

Making it out of the front gate I check for any hiding places that a wanna be not princess filly can hide in. There's an alleyway! Aww... I don't see anything I can hide behind! Crap gotta think of something! Ponies are watching me, noticing the fact that I have both appendages! There, I can hide in that alleyway, it has a dumpster in it. It'll be exceptionally nasty, but it will also get stuff all in my fur.

Diverting down it, I check back to make sure nopony saw me come in or came to check on me, and dove into the dumpster with gusto. I can't believe I’m doing this, but I NEED to get away from mom, I mean Luna. She will baby me and make sure I never escape, or maybe I wont want to! Jesus, I can't even think of the ramifications now! She'll capture me, then she'll brainwash me...

It wouldn't be so bad though right? I'd be royalty and be able to get whatever I wanted. Oh wait, I'D BE A FUCKING GIRL! That is NOT on my list of things I want to die with. So, I guess I’m stuck in this dumpster then. You know, after killing my filly side, I’m wondering why I still think that this is absolutely disgusting. I mean, it's getting all in my mane and in my coat, it'll take mom hours to get it out. I bet it's in my tail to-. I let out a groan and cover my face with grimy hooves. Stop it stop it stop it!

“The magical trail leads this way!” Oh balls, a magical trail? That's cheating!

I try and bury myself under the disgust and filth of the trash, maybe this'll hide my scent, I bet I smell absolutely horrible right now. My mind screams about how disgusting I look, but I choke it down. If this is what gets me away from that... pony... I have to endure it.

“It leads... to this dumpster? That can't be right. Midnight would never jump into the dumpster, why would any filly ever want to get so dirty?”

“Just open it, maybe she fell in accidentally and can't get out.” I wince every-time they refer to me as female. I know it's politically correct now, but I still hate it.

I see a bit of sunlight and refrain from trying to bury myself further. Closing my eyes I pray that they don't see me. I catch a few coughs and somepony sifts through some of the trash. “She isn't here, she must have done something. Maybe she jumped to the roof or something.”

“Maybe we should be asking the question of why she ran away.” There's a pause and some scuffling. “Hey, get your hoof off me and wash that thing, I know where its been!”

There's a groan, “Yeah, yeah, whatever, but I call not it on waking up princess Luna and telling her that her daughter is missing.”

“I got a better idea, you wash your hoof, and play interference while I go corner another probee to do it.”

I hear some snickers, “deal!” Wow these ponies are somewhat human. That's actually very surprising.

It is an agonizing few minutes, I’m sure it's been hours, before I feel confident to escape from my nasty prison. How I am going to go about this however, is beyond me. The stallion guard is right when he speculated that I couldn't get out if I had fallen in. I had no clue how I’d get out of here since I could barely reach the edge and even then, my tiny body is unable to lift itself.

My wings fluttered again and I looked at them with hatred. To call them my own, even in my mind is torturous. I have to accept that all I have become is what I’m going to be for the rest of my life...

I slam a hoof into the side of the dumpster. “No!” Just because I am like this doesn't mean I had to stay like this! Mom did something to me, and where there's a way, there's always a way BACK! Spells have counter spells and counter spells even have counter spells! Okay maybe not that, Dungeons and Dragons is probably not the best reference point. Well now that we've figured out that I am not going to stay as this cute adorable little filly for the rest of my life. Time to get out of here, and quick! I only had a matter of time before Luna is awakened and sent on a rampage. Last time I saw that, I had taken the last of the moon pies. I shiver. Never again.

Hoisting myself out is a tedious process that I nearly failed several times. When I finally am able to extract myself from the dumpster I checked myself. This is the worst decision I’ve made so far. My filly side of my brain is going absolutely stir crazy with disgust. Look at my tail, is that a banana peel stuck in it? My beautiful blue coat is absolutely ruined too! I don't even want to see what my mane looks like, but it probably isn't much better. Sighing sadly I sniffed a little at my misfortune, both as a filly and a human, and proceeded to make my way back into the street.

By some random act of luck I am able to exit the castle grounds into the richer part of the town. Well I think it is since all the ponies are being absolute snobs about my condition. Several actually apparently caught wind of me and had parted around me. Of course actions on my part didn't help at all, instead of holding my head higher and smiling like the princess I am, my head is lowered partly to the ground. I used some of the dirt and grime to cover my wings so nopony would think I’m not where I’m supposed to be.

Suddenly my ears perk up as I hear a sound I’ve been longing to hear. There it is again, the high shrill train whistle! It's close too! I'm almost home free, all I have to do is make it to the train station and then I never have to see mom... or aunty Tia...

At the thought of leaving I sniff a little and start to cry. Is this what I truly want? To break their hearts and leave them alone again. If I remember correctly, they've been alone with only each other for over a thousand years. Is it right for me to take away their only hope for company?

The tears flow freely as I combat myself. Taking a step backwards I consider going back to the castle. Mommy would welcome me and hug me, of course, after she gave me a bath and brushed me and then I would be so adorable again!

My happy smile twitches and my real thoughts cave in on those that were placed by the offending princess. They deserve to be alone! Capturing an alien being and then turning it, unwillingly, into the native species, of the opposite sex I might add, just so they can have some company! They are criminals! I don't know where you come from princess but kidnapping and then holding somepony against their will is against the law where I come from, so I have every right to run away and try to escape!

My body slowly moves forward again, just as my stomach started to rumble with hunger. Oh great, now I need food, more specifically, milk... unless I can suck it up and eat something else. Hay, baby horses eat grass, all I got to do is find some grass and bam, instant food! My mind doesn't mind that I have think about eating grass so apparently foals of this world can too! Score one for the filly-human.

I try to ignore the rumblings in my stomach and proceed once again towards the shrill of the whistles. Many mares seem to give me a pitying look, but I try to at least bare my teeth to show that I want nothing to do with them. Most immediately swerved out of my way, but it looks like one or two of them are coming towards me, shoot! Quick, escape plan alpha: Bolt!

Why aren't my hooves touching the ground! Aunty damn stupid magic! “Aww... the poor thing. Where's your mother little one?”

I sucked up my courage and swallowed every ounce of the child within me so I could answer her in the most untruthful manner. “LEMME GO! I DON HAVE MOMMY!” oh... that hurt... so much to say. It's not true on both levels. I had a mother before this, and technically Luna is my mommy now whether I like it or not.

No, no, not the tears, anything but the tears, come on, suck it up Micheal we might be a stubborn little filly, but it doesn't mean you have to act like one! Mommy darn it. Now I’m crying. Great, now they'll know I’m lying, and now I’m being squeezed closely by a mare and nuzzled by another. “Aww... she's been-” I couldn't catch the next part because they started whispering to each other, but I’m pretty sure I heard the words 'bad home' and 'poor filly'. Well they weren't so far off the track.

I tried to drum up any courage I had and swallowed the tears. “Can you pwease lemme go? I has get to train.” Sighing again I realize that I hadn't yet perfected my speech and therefore, still sounded adorably cute and innocent.

Another round of awwws coursed through the group of mares surrounding me. One mare, well, I guess snatches is the more appropriate word, me away from the current mare and looked at me. “Who could ever not want such and adorable foal.” Giggling she smoothed my mane back a little. I felt a weight drop off it, apparently something had lodged itself in my mane. “And why do you want to get on the train little one?”

Well I guess I can tell the truth, they might let me if I do, or I could simply punch the mare that's holding me and run away. Let's see, what has more positives attached to it and less dangers.

Satisfied with my option I smiled at her adorably and all the mares D'awwed again. Once the mare in front of me smiled, closed her eyes and came in for the nuzzle, I smacked her right across the muzzle. This of course garnered the action that all females do when they are hit on the face. She put a hoof up to her nose instinctively and had to let go of me to do so. All the other mares are apparently so distracted by my actions that as soon as I hit the ground, I have no pursuit.

I am BOOKING it down the road. Whatever exhaustion I had before disappeared as I tried in vain to escape the fate that had been shoved upon me by my... mother. I don't know what love I could have for her that isn't forced. My name is Michael, and I am filly, but I am NOT her filly!

I managed to make it to the station where the train looks like it is in it's final departure checks or whatever they do here in pony land. There is a nice big 6 painted on the train, on all the cars actually. So I checked the destinations and looked under '6'. Turns out I got lucky. The Number six train is the last to leave Canterlot today and it went to ponyville. Jesus do the puns ever end?

I heaved out a disappointed sigh when I saw that ponyville happened to be the closest destination on the entire list, which is not good for me, but at least it is something. Once I got to this 'ponyville' I had to find a more permanent covering for my wings, since my horn doesn't seem like I’m able to cover it. After that I had to make sure I could stay as incognito as possible. I wonder if ponies usually dye their fur. Maybe I’ll make mine pink! That would be so cute! All the other fillies would-

Grasping my head I try desperately to unhinge the image of me as an adorable pink filly from my mind. Failing miserably I simply trot solemnly towards whatever car happened to be closest. Of course this also happens to be the one with a conductor on it so he immediately confronts me with a happy smile and a wave. “Why hello ther- oh my gosh what happened to you? You look absolutely fil-”

I decide to cut him off. The only way I’m getting past this hulk of a pony stallion is by surprise. “Dumpster, wun away from home. Need get on twain.” Darn those R's, why must you torment me!

Well at least it has the desired effect, he's effectively stunned, letting me dash by him. “Hey! Come back here!” His tone isn't hostile like you'd find in most conductors on earth. He thinks I’m just a harmless little filly, sucks for him.

By the time I’ve made it past that car and into the next, I have lost sight of the conductor. I've successfully made it on the train. I make my way to an empty seat and look up at the window. There's a slight jolt as the train pulls away. I feel like waving to the city, so I do. I feel a tiny bit of remorse for leaving, but that's easily squashed by the feeling of betrayal.

I look at mom's tower sadly though. All she really wants is a daughter, and now I’ve taken that from her. She's just a kindhearted soul trying to-

Suddenly an atomic bomb went off in Luna’s tower, creating a shock-wave and a wave of midnight blue, almost the same shade as my coat, to arc from it. The train rocked a little and slowed as the engineer tried to keep the train on the tracks. I saw mom, or well, I saw a black dot, zoom from the tower into the town, presumably to check for my 'magical trail'. Good, that means I have plenty of time. Those mares I ran into should prove useful in tripping her up. That is, until she finds them and they tell her I was heading for the train station, then I’m really bucked.

Sighing I jump down from the window. Some ponies are already giving me weird looks, but most are looking around and getting up, trying to assess the damage to the train and figure out if the ride will be delayed probably.

Oh goody, there's a bathroom right there. Maybe I can get the filly in me to shut up about the stupid dirty coat and tail. That might actually get ponies to stop looking at me as well. Though I will need something to cover my wings again, I’m pretty sure if I come out in the open with wings and a horn I'll be reported immediately. What I really need to do is find a pony that doesn't care what I am.

So far things seem to be looking up for me, hopefully I can figure out how to stay away from that crazy mare or better yet, get out of this tiny annoying body.