chapter 1

I stared around at the scene around me. It was decidedly odd. None of it looked real. The trees were blobs of green and the dirt was mostly one color. The sun was actually yellow. The clouds were swirly and white. The sky a tone of blue I’d never seen before.

Just a few minutes ago, I was walking around in my house, my parents were not home, and I tripped, and hit my head. I think I’m suffering from a meager concussion. How’d I get outside? Was I even outside?

A pink and blue butterfly brushed my nose, and looked at me. It actually looked at me, and I could see its eyes. Yeah, I think I’m hallucinating. I blinked several times to try to clear up the strange sites I was seeing, but that did me no good.

I decided it was time to stand up, maybe that would help. I put out my hand behind me to stand, but my hands felt really weird. I moved them in front of my face to investigate, but they weren’t my hands. It was a weird looking yellow hoof thing. What? I looked down at myself, was my head on the wrong body? No, I was a horse. I stood on all 4s then looked at my back side, I had a tail. A bright green and blue tail! I stared at it wide eyed. That’s when I relisted that I had a hug snout impairing my vision.

“What’s wrong with me?!” I said aloud. Normal people see things when they hit there heads right? This is perfectly normal. “I just need to pinch myself and ill wake up.” How do I do that with hooves?! Who am I kidding, this is not normal! I started to hyperventilate, and walking back and forth saying, “This is not real, it’s just a dream.” But one never knows there dreaming till they’re awake.

“Calm down.” I told myself. I needed to stay calm to figure this out. “Ok, so I’m a pony, I can dill with that, I’ve dealt with worse.”

Then suddenly over the hill a pony came running toward me. He was yelling “run!” he was a pony speaking words, like, understandable words. Cores than again, he was also wearing a hat and satchel, he kind of looked like a mail man. But a pony. Mail pony? “Run!” he repeated. Why was he telling me to run? I was still lost on the whole ‘being a pony thing’. He came rushing past me in a flash, dropping mail all over the ground. Then from over the hill he came from, came this huge wooden wolf thing.

I starred at it, mouth wide open. The thing was coming really fast and I decided it would be best to run. Which is not as easy as it sounds. Maybe if you’re born with hooves, and you walk on all 4 most of the time, this may be possible, but I was not. Eminently I tripped over my own, hooves, and fell on my face. Boy was I glad no one was here to see me fail this bad. Somehow I managed to half run, half skid fumble in the direction of the, mail pony. That’s going to be weird to get use to.

“Over here!” the mail pony yelled from behind a rock. I gave up on trying to run and just rolled over to the rock. Duking behind it, I felt relief, not having to try to run anymore.

“Never seen a Timber Wolf before?” the mail pony asked. I assumed that when he said Timber Wolf, he was referring to the big wooden, wolf thing.

“Um, no, neither have I ever seen a talking pony.” I replied before I really realized it. He looked at me sideways. Yes I’m crazy. I thought back at him. Not that he could hear thoughts. Or maybe, I am a pony, and the butterflies can smile, so for all I know, this pony has telepathic abilities.

After a short while the ‘Timber Wolf’ as the mail pony called it, gave up and went back the way it came.

“So, where’s the nearest town.” I asked.

“That way.” The mail pony said pointing in the direction we’d both ran. “I’m going there so you might as well follow.” He seemed kind of nice. He started walking down the dirt path, the way he’d pointed.

As we walked, well I more stumbled, I looked around at the scene. The whole place was unnatural. The flowers were way too bright, everything seemed so cheery. How does anyone stay sane here? Then I tripped, on my face.

“Rrrr! You stupid pony limbs!” I yelled back at my legs. The mail pony stopped and looked at me like I was crazy, I don’t blame him. I studied my hind legs, they were the ones giving me the most grief. Then I realized why, my knee joints were going the wrong way. I forgot horses have backward knees. This little fact helped my walk much better after that.

Finally we reached a town, which was full of rainbow ponies. So much makes sense now. Plus there was more than just ponies, there were unicorns, pegasi, and talking cows. All walking around the town like people would, except with four legs.

As I walked through the town, many of the ponies that noticed me, stopped and starred at me. Like there was something wrong with me. That’s when I noticed that they all had weird pictures on their flanks. I looked back at mine to see which one I had, but there was none. Was that why they were staring at me like that? Then, I could make out the words they were whispering to one another, “she’s a blank flank,” Many said. “But she older.”

Apparently, not having weird pix on your flank, is considered a crime here. Well, I am surrounded by rainbow quadrupeds. I officially hate my life.

Author's Notes:

I got this story from my personal experience in Equestrian.

Chapter 2

Ever had that feeling of about one million eyes on you? Well I bet, that would hardly compere to how I’m filling right now. Not to mention, that most of those eyes looking at me, are rainbow. Don’t see that every day on earth. Though, I have reason to believe I’m not on earth any more.

That’s when the pink pony showed up. When she trotted, she almost seemed to bounce. Her bright pink main, bouncing with her. She came up to me, and stood there all wide eyed, staring at me. Except, she seemed more comical than the others. These ponies really know how to welcome new comers.

“Hi!” the pink pony finally exclaimed. “My name is Pinky Pie!” she grabbed my, hoof, then started shaking it way to fast. I was shore she was trying to steel it from me. “Your new here aren’t you! Where’s your cutie mark? What’s your name? Where did you come from.....” plus many other questions, but I forgot them due to getting nauseated from the violent shaking.

“Um.” Was as much as I could get out. The next thing I knew, there was an orange pony wearing a Stetson. She had stopped the insane shaking of hooves, though I still felt a little woozy.

“Well howdy do there, my name is Applejack, what’s yours?” she had a southern accent to match the Stetson.

“Um my name is b…” I started, I was contemplating using my human name, or making one to fit this world. After all, it was clear these ponies did not have normal names. “….draw. BDraw.” I said just rather randomly.

“It’s very nice to meet you, BDraw.” Applejack smiled. “Now, where’s your cutie mark?” I looked back at my new flank, seeing that it was blank only made me fill more singled out. I assumed that ‘cutie mark’ was their term for the pictures on their backsides.

“Um, well, it’s…… I don’t know.” I stammered out. I had no idea what they even meant. Did the cutie mark signify there destiny? Or just something they were really good at? I was still a little lost on the talking pony thing. Maybe it would be smart to ask. “What are they?”

“You don’t know what a cutie mark is?!” pinkie pie’s eyes went even bigger than before. I thought they were at full capacity before, who knew they could get any bigger. These ponies are so dramatic. It’s almost frightening. “It’s your special talent.” She finished. Special talent. Well id never really thought of what I’m really good at. I’ve never seen myself as anything special. I never thought it made much of a difference, but to these ponies, it must be everything. What if you never found out what that was?

“Well, I guess, I just never found it.” I replied sheepishly. Their faces were as I’d just told them that my grandma was the axe murder or something. Didn’t think it was that big a deal.

“Well, don’t you worry.” Apple jack smiled. “I know just the right fillies to sort out this mess.”

About 20 minutes later, we reached this club house looking thing, in a tree. Ponies built things in trees too? This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder.
It took us 20 minutes because I kept tripping over my, hooves. That’s so weird to think, I have hooves. I want me feet back, and my hands. I can survive this. For a little while, I’ll find a way to get home then I’ll…..

“Apple Bloom! Sweetie Belle! Scootaloo!” apple jack yelled at the tree house. I half expected the tree house to turn into a 3 headed dragon or something. But no, that would way over the top for this place, instead 3 younger looking ponies came out.

“What Applejack?” one that was yellow with a hug bow in her main said.

“I want you to help my new friend to get her cutie mark.” Applejack gestured toward me. We had met literally 25 minutes ago, and she’s already calling me friend? This place. The three fillies looked at me surprised at first, but then they got really existed.

“We get to help an older pony get her cutie mark!” Or something like that. It was hard to tell with all the squealing. They introduced themselves, though I’m still a little lost on the names. I think the one with the big bow is Apple Bloom, the white one is Scootaloo, and the pink mained one is Sweetie Belle. I could be wrong. I’d have checked with Applejack, but she was already gone. Guess she had something better to do.

The one I think is called Sweetie Belle, grabbed my hoof and stared dragging me back down the path I’d just came from. How was she grabbing my hoof?! She has no fingers! She started naming off different actives we could do. Many did not seem all that appealing. Building things, baking, chopping wood. Many things that I’m fine doing, but never seems like much fun to me. Plus have you ever seen me cook? It usually comes from a can. Do they have canned goods here? I hope so.

“First, we should try Fushigi magic!” Scootaloo said.

“That would be fun!” the white one I think is Scootaloo said excitedly.

“I’ve always wanted to try that!” the one I think is Sweetie Belle put her hoof in the air, how she stayed balanced holding my hoof and putting the other in the air. I had no idea what Fushigi magic is, but whatever it is, I’m positive I’ll fail.

Five minutes later, we were sitting in the woods with these weird ball things, trying to balance them, or make them look like they were floating. Either way, neither of those would be possible for me. I watched the little fillies balancing the balls, and kind of making them look like they were hovering, shouting every time one got close to doing it right. We I was barley able to balance mine between my hooves. I don’t get it, how do they hold anything with those hooves?

“Why you!” Sweetie Belle stood on her Hine legs, then chucked the strange ball at the bushes angrily. Witch hit a baby bunny just as it emerged from the bushes. The poor thing started crying, with actual tears, the way you see people do in cartoons.

“Scootaloo!” the one I thought was Scootaloo was but evidently isn’t, yelled at the one I thought was Sweetie Belle, elbowing her. Boy do I fill like a fool right now.

“Sorry, I didn’t know he’d be there.” The actual Scootaloo defended herself. Then, out of the bushes, came a very angry looking mother bunny. Normally, angry bunnies are not intimidating at all. But this one was half my size with bright red eyes and hissing sharp teeth.

The 3 fillies looked at the rather large rabbit, and went silent for a moment. Then Apple Bloom yelled “RUN!!” and the rabid rabbit sparing forward toward us, as the fillies and I started to run for our lives. The fillies were grate at running, as for me, still not working for me. I’ve only had these legs for a few hours, give me a break.

“Crap!”

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Yes just make shore you’re ahead of the slowest runner, when being chased by a rabid rabbit. Unfortunately for me, I would be the slowest runner. I managed to find a good place to hide. But I was not so shore the 3 fillies had. I peered out of my hiding spot to see.

The way the angry mother rabbit was sniffing out the 4 of use, was like that rabbit was half blood hound or something.

Meanwhile……

There was a knock at the door. Twilight turned from her book to look at the door. The knock, was much more urgent and loud then most. She only herd that kind of urgency, when there was some kind of monster attacking.

“Grate, looks like chapter 342 will have to wait a while.” She said glumly, staring at the enormous book she was reading. Then headed for the door. The door creaked a little, there behind it, was Applejack and Pinkie Pie.

“What is it this time?” Twilight asked solemnly.

“I think, it’s her.” Apple jack put her hoof on one side of her face, as to be shear only Twilight herd her. Twilight’s eyes widened.

“Come in quick!” Twilight grabbed Applejack and Pinkie Pie and pulled them inside. Then slammed the door shut, be hide her. “Ok what do you know so far?”

“Well, she ante had no cutie mark.” Applejack said.

“And she had no idea what they were!” pinkie pie said excitedly. Then her face turned to a suspicion glare. “It’s definitely her.”

“Now pinkie, there are 2 possibilities to who she could be.” Twilight said puling a book off a shelf. Then another from across the room.

“Well she acted really suspiciously. Very evil.” Pinkie pie continued.

“No she didn’t.” apple jack interrupted. “If she were the Princesses of the Changelings, she shore wouldn’t act like it.”

Twilit levitated the books down onto the table, then began to flip through the pages simultaneously.

“Yes, she could be the Princesses of the Changelings.” Twilit stopped at a page, then held up the book the show a pitcher of a frightening creator. It looked like a changeling, but more frightening. Even more so, then Chrysalis herself. “It says that the Princesses, when she shape shifts, she has no cutie mark. She also has many other mysteries powers. Not all are known, but some are, mass elisions, mind control, and thievery of magic. She is very difficult to defeat.”

“Oh gosh, I think we need them elements now.” Applejack pulled off her hat and placed it in front of her.

“It’s definitely her!” Pinkie pie exclaimed. “Let’s go get her!” she started for the door, but Applejack grabbed her by the tail.

“Slow down there, let’s see what ells twilight has to say.” Apple jack said threw her teeth.

Twilight nodded, then turned to her other book. “The other possibility is, she came from the land of the 2 feet.”

“Land of 2 feet?” Applejack asked.

“2 feet?!” Pinkie Pie gasped. “She’s definitely evil, Changeling or 2 feeted. What are feet? I bet there REALLY evil!”

“Pinkie.” Applejack put face in her hoof.

“No, there not all evil, and they only show up here every few hundred years.” Twilight said excitedly. “Some do not have cutie marks. They all have this strange power. But when I read the description, it didn’t make any sense. It’s like the power of EUP wishing, or something.”

“I still say she’s EVIL!” pinkie pie shouted, pounding her hoof on the ground. “My pinkie sense is going crazy on this one. I need to write a song.” Pinkie pie frowned in thought.

“Well pinkie, have you had this form of sense before?” twilit asked.

“No…” pinkie replied.

“And you have never met the Princesses of the Changelings, or pony from the land of the 2 feet have you?” Twilight went on.

“Well no...” pinkie frowned.

“Then how would you know if it’s for the Princesses, or 2 feet Lander?” Applejack asked quizzically. Pinkie thot for a moment.

“Ohhhh...” pinkie said. Twilight moved in closer. The other 2 did the same.

“But, if this is the Princesses of the changelings, things will get ugly reel quick.” Twilight said, suspiciously. “Did either of you give any sing of suspicion?” the tension in the room multiplied by about 20% at that moment.

“Nope, we welcomed her like any other ponyfok.” Applejack said. “I have Apple Bloom keeping an eye on her. I told her to keep her busy.”

“Good, we cannot, under any circumstance, let her know that we know.” Twilight warned. “But we need some pony to keep an eye on her. Pinkie, I need you to follow her everywhere she goes.”

“Detective Pinkie, at your service.” Pinkie said saluting, suddenly wearing a detectives hat.

“Applejack, I need you and Rainbow, to set up some traps for her that should give her away, if she is what we fear.” Twilight said.

“Yes mama’.” Applejack replied.

The tension in the room was intense. Each of them stared at another, thinking of their best way, of approaching the situation. Then at that same moment, Spike, swung the door open flooding the room with natural lite.

“Twilight! Look what I found!” Spike yelled excitedly. The three ponies nearly jumped 5 feet in the air. Well Pinkie Pie actually jumped more like ten. She’s extra bouncy.

“Spike, what have it told you about barging in like that?” Twilight said, hart still pounding form the excitement.

Back to main plot.

So I was about to jump out of the boshes, to get the rabid rabbits attention on me, and not on the fillies, well I did jump out, but then this yellow and pink pony showed up and actually calmed the thing down. I thot it was impossible, but obviously it’s not. Excuse me, for not knowing a thing about this place. Though, when I tried to thank her, I found, that she’s shyer then I am. Witch, is not saying THAT much, but still. I think her name is Flutter shy, but she was so quiet, that it was hard to tell.

It was getting late. Well that’s what the suns location would tell you. But it was not that much darker then during the noon.

We walked through the forest. It was a nice forest. The trees were perfectly green, with no leaf definition. The dirt was not as dirty as one would expect. The birds sang in perfect harmony. It was almost psychotic, how perfect this forest was.

Then suddenly, out of literal no were, my foot, I mean hoof, fell through the dirt. Due to my terrible balance as far as backward leg joints go, I fell face first threw the ground. Then hit something hard at the end.

“Ow.”

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I stood up. I was not swallowed by the earth, if that’s what you’re thinking. It appears I fell down some kind of sink hole. By the looks of it, this sink hole was put here on purpose. Why would someone, or pony, do that? Trying to catch a pet? If so, that’s pretty Jurassic measures. Ponies…

“That’s gotta hurt.” Scootaloo said.

My head did hurt, may have a bump, or concussion, and I was half buried in dirt. Which still isn’t as dirty as you would think. I looked up to seen the three fillies and Fluttershy staring at me concerned.

“Are you ok?” Fluttershy asked shyly.

“Ya, my head just hurts a little,” I replied. Then from above, the sound of ponies jumping from a tree, and landing on the ground was faint. Fluttershy and the fillies backed away from the top of the hole. Then a large tarp thing was tossed over the hole, making it pitch black inside. What? I pulled myself out of the dirt as best as I could. Though, it was pretty soft, so my hooves sank in about an inch no matter what I did.

From across the hole, which was bigger than I thought, a flashlight went on. Which was flashed directly in my face no doubt. There were footsteps. The light came closer. I shielded my eyes from the light, while still looking for who was holding it. The light came closer. Somepony was holding the flashlight, with their hair. Pink hair. Very frizzy bright pink hair.

Gee, I wonder who that is. I thought sarcastically. But she wasn’t alone. There was another with her, who I could not make out.

“We know who you are.” Pinkie Pie said in a strange voice. She got up close to my face, she seemed to be staring into my eyes or something. Not like love at first sight, if that’s what you’re thinking. I mean, the look of “I think you’re evil and you should know it.” Don’t know what for though. I don’t recall demanding the wrath of the pink pony.

The other pony began making circles around me. I was really starting to get weirded out by these ponies. Is this how they usually welcome visitors? Or is it because they know where I came from, and somehow that’s a bad thing.

Suddenly, Pinkie pie turns the flash light off. “Hmmm...” she said partially disappointed. Then flashed the light back on. “Don’t think this proves anything. I know who you are.” She turned and walked away rather dramatically. I’m beginning to think that that’s typical behaver for that pony.

Pinkie Pie, sighed. There was still more proof that she could gather, to prove BDraw, was still the evil pony she knew she was. Twilight opened the top of the hole, which was the trap they had set, trying to get BDraw in complete darkness. Why? To see if her eyes would glow. The Princess of the Changelings’ eyes glow in the dark. Why not wait till night? She would have never stuck around long enough to let them see, she was who the good ponies feared.

“Well?” Twilight asked.

“Nope.” Pinkie pie shook her head angrily.

“Don’t let your guard down though, there’s still a possibility.” Twilit warned. “Well, I’m not sure if it would be better or worse if she was who we fear.” Twilight put her hoof to her mouth in thought.

Applejack ascended from the hole after Pinkie pie, BDraw followed, looking a bit stunned. Pinkie pie knew she was putting on some kind of act, she just had to be. But how could Pinkie pie prove it? Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind. She rubbed her hooves together, maliciously.

I have been here, in this strange world, for about five hours, and I have already made an enemy. And I’ve hardly conversed with any ponies! Am I really that terrible of a person? Or pony, as of the current situation. Which I hope won’t last much longer. I have not sat and doodled in five hours, I think my brain may explode. That is, if these strange ponies have brains, and not some kind of magical rock or something instead. Of course, that makes no sense. Well...

The sun light was brighter than it seemed when I fell in the hole. Then again, the hole was pitch black.

“Sorry about that.” A purple unicorn said to me. “I’m Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie here was just checking for a concussion. Hehe.” She finished rather suspiciously. Theses ponies check for concussions by angrily staring into another’s eyes? Gosh, these ponies are weird.

“So, what’s with the big hole in the ground?” I asked.

“We… have… lots of trouble with….. Timber Wolves.” Twilit replied also very suspiciously. For some reason, I was slow to believe her. “I’m sorry no pony warned you to watch for the holes.”

“It’s fine.” I sighed. All the ponies were quiet, staring at me nervously.

“My, it’s getting late.” Apple jack finally broke the awkward silence. “Twilit, don’t y’all know a nice place, our here friend could stay at?” she nodded at Twilight. Then Twilight nodded back. I think they thought I didn’t notice what they were doing. They were up to something, I could tell. These ponies are bad at hiding things.

“Oh ya!” Twilight squeaked, then began to walk the way Fluttershy and the three fillies had been guiding me. The whole trip was silent. Not one of the ponies spoke. Well, Applejack and Twilight seemed to be whispering to one another, and the three fillies were laughing at something. As for the other two, they did not speak. And none of them spoke to me. So it was a bit awkward the whole way. I also wondered why I needed seven ponies to take me to the place I was going to stay.

At random increments, one or two ponies would break off form the party, eventually leaving Twilight and I alone. We finally reached a door in the center of town. The building was simple and small, like all the other buildings in this town. The tallest was either town hall or the big tree library. She opened the door with her magic.

“Well, this is it.” Twilight pushed me into the building. “Have a good night!” then she slammed the door in my face. I know she probably did not realize that my face was two inches from where the door stops on its hinges, but it sure seemed like it.

After I blinked the disbelief out of my face, I turned to look at the place I’d been left in. It was rather large, considering what the outside looked like. Did they have time lord technology? The house was on the outskirts of town. Twilight had briefly explained that the building was brand new and completely vacant. She seemed rather relieved at that statement. I tried not to think about it too much. I had had a pretty weird day. I show up in a weird world, were nothing makes much sense, then having all the ponies act kind of rudely towards me.

The room had a small couch and a coffee table in front of it. No TV, which was going to make things that much more boring around here. I guess magic ponies don’t need TV for entertainment. They just have to look outside.

There was a mirror next to the door. I turned to look at myself. It was weird. Seeing a pony when one expects to see a person. I was yellow, my hair was blue with green and dark purple streaks. My eyes were green to blue ombre, and really big. Just like the other ponies. I really hoped I wouldn’t have to get used to seeing that pony in the mirror from now on.

There was a small stair case up to a loft place. I guess that’s where the bed is. Or am I expected to sleep on the couch? I walked up the stairs, a little wobbly. Those backward hind knees again. I found a nice little bed. When I say little, I mean LITTLE. Then I glanced out the window to watch the sun go down. Which took about five seconds, so it was just a glance. Then finally went to bed. Well, layed in bed more of.

Finally I fell asleep. Around 1:00am, if I were on earth I’d say. Then early in the morning, I was awoken by yelling and trotting. For a second I thought I was back home and the people up at the elementary school were making a bunch of racket like they always did. So I rolled over in my bed, stuffed a pillow in my ear and tried to go back to sleep. But then it occurred to me that I was sleeping on the floor. I opened my eyes to find that I had fallen off the tiny bed and had slept on the floor for most the night. I could tell form the sore muscles all over my body.

I dragged myself to the window to figure out what the racket was. My eyes went wide by what I saw. The house right across the street was in a blaze. I ran the best I could out of the house I’d slept in so I could help out. Ponies were running back and forth carrying buckets full of water in their mouths. That must hurt. Buckets of water are heavy, and to carrying them in one’s mouth. Crazy ponies.

Every pony seemed busy. It did not seem like there was anything I could do. Then I noticed, a small filly trapped on the roof of the house. It was surrounded by fire. All the pegasi, of which there weren’t many, were busy filling buckets with water. And the other ponies, moving the water. No pony seemed to notice.

“I wish I had wings, then it could fly up there and get that filly myself.” I said thinking of which pony to inform. They seemed so busy I doubted any of them would listen. That’s when a tingling feeling on my back started. I looked back to see what was up, that’s when I saw a pair of Pegasus wings materializing on my back. I stared at them wide eyed. They weren’t there a second ago. Or ever.

Chapter 5

Chapter 5
I looked at them in disbelief. The wings were the same color as the rest of me, and looked like they belonged to me. But they didn’t. I flapped them a little to see if they were reel. I could feel them moving. Yup, there reel. I thought, then I remembered the trapped filly. I look back up at it, the fire was closing in fast.

“Well I got ‘em, might as well use ‘em.” I said, then began to run at the burning building. Spreading the newly formed wings and did my best to flap them. The way I’d seen the other pegasi do. First I got off the ground with relative ease.

I had flown remote control plains before. It can’t be too different in the way one terns. I somehow got some control, just enough to fly up to the filly. I crash landed into the poor thing garbing it in my arms, or whatever these things are called, then fell off the other side of the roof. Then tried to get flying agent, but instead flew into a sign, and whirled around that twice which sent use flying back in the air.

At this point, I was just trying not to get the 2 of use killed. We were spinning in air, in attempt to stop the spinning I put out my wings again, bad move. We made an abrupt right turn state into Sugar Cube Corners Bakery, braking the door down, smashing threw the tallest cake in the history of cakes, and finally, we were stopped by the shelving, holding lots, and lots of flower. Witch ended up on me and the filly. Flower flew everywhere. Making it appear as if there was a 30 second blizzard in the bakery.

I don’t know how we survived, but somehow we did. Coughing out flower, I looked down at the filly. He was completely white, aside from its bright orange eyes looking up at me. The crazy thing was smiling at me. Really excitedly for that matter.

“Do it again! Let’s do it again!” the flower covered filly demanded, a huge smile on his face. I have to admit, that was the most existing thing I’d ever done, but that was a near death experience. I definitely do NOT want to do THAT again.

I put the filly down in front of me and tried to stand. But my back hurt too badly. I was shore I was going to have a nasty brose there. I tried to move my new wings to see if they were still there. Witch was very painful. It felt like someone had shoved the iron rode through it. Then I looked back at it, and wished someone had. It would have been more bearable to look at.

Twilight and apple jack came barging in, knocking the already broken door the last bit of the way off its hinges.

“Is every pony all right?” Apple jack demanded. Looking at the filly and I. “what happed here?” she rose her eye brow.

“We’re all rite, for the most part, except for this.” I said raising the strange new muscles in my back. It was still unnatural to fill a lib were there should be nun.

Apple Jack winced along with Twilight. But then they obviously relisted that I had not had a pair of wings to break last they saw of me. Twilit sped over to examine them.

“That’s odd, how’d you get these?” her tone had a back ground feeling of accusing.

“Well, I was woken up by the burning house.” I began thinking back to the moment. “I saw the filly in the building, and no one, I mean pony would give me there attention.” I thought of the next words, but they seemed odd. Had all I really done was wish for them and they were there? “I suddenly had wings and flew up to get the filly. Then crash landed here.” I gestured to the huge mess of flower.

The burning in the new limbs grew more agitating, and hard to bare. My vision began to go a bit hazy, I looked back at the wing. It was, turning an odd color. One that should only go on a pony who had been born with that color skin.

Then, out of no were, Twilight grabbed the mangled wing and started to move it around.

“Eeek!” I shrieked at the sudden jolt of pain.

“Hum.” Twilit said, examining the wing closer. I breathed fast, trying not to slap her silly. Although, how would slapping with hooves work? There much harder than hands, and would do much more damage. It’d be more like smacking someone with a piece of wood. Mabey one could pony-levitate a newspaper and smack them with that, or do they have tougher heads? Making slapping with hooves like using a hand in comparison? I’ll have to experiment later.

“Maybe we should get you to the hospital.” Apple Jack said, more to the very curios Twilight than me.

“Oh right.” Twilight said, releasing the damaged wing, sending another jolt of pain threw it. “But how long will they stay? Who knows, they many disappear in a short time, or they’ll be there forever…” her voice trailed off as she toyed with ideas of experimenting and studying them. I’m slightly concerned for my safety now.

“He..he..” Apply Jack said, giving me a hoof. Odd to say for me still. “Twilight, why don’t you take this filly here, to his parents, I’ll take BDraw here to the hospital.” She seemed to trying to break Twilight out of a trance.

“Oh right, come on.” Twilight said, seeming to change to a completely different pony all of a sudden. Like a responsible Mare who had been given an important task.

I followed Apple jack out threw the broken door, trying not to mone form the pain. I wondered who lived in the bakery, either they were sound sleepers, or they were out helping with the burning building. I felt a little bad leave it in such a state. I could hardly expect the surprise they’d get when they came home…

Finally Celestia had risen the sun. The birds were chirping, it was a rather nice day. Flutter Shy was wondering threw the crowded street, thinking about being assertive and just making her way over to Twilight’s library, but then would find herself almost ran over and back off, muttering a shy apology.

Twilight had asked her to come to the library as quickly as she could, but there were simply too many ponies in the streets. She knew there was no way to get across, so she began mapping out the best way to get around the crowd. Doing this would first require retiring back to her home, then heading around the south side of town, then she could use an ally route to make it to the library. She estimated the time would be about, 3 hours and 40 minutes to reach her destination. She cringed at the thought.

“Oh hi Flutter Shy!” Rainbow Dash yelled as she zoomed past. Then stopped, and turned back and hovered back to Flutter Shy. “Bad traffic?”

“yes.” Flutter Shy replied quietly.

“You know you can just fly over it, right?” Rainbow raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, right.” Flutter Shy stretched her neglected wings in rose off the ground slowly, then followed Rainbow over to Twilight’s door. Rainbow banged on the door. Louder than Flutter shy would have liked, but she supposed it was just Rainbow being Rainbow.

Inside was a huge mess. Flutter Shy could hardly take a step without tripping over a mound of books. Twilight was flinging books left and right say “no! No! NO!” as she examined a book, then tossed it to the side.

Finally she gave up and dropped all the floating books, in which most of landed on poor spike.

“Sorry girls, but I’m afraid this was all a waste.” She sighed disappointed. “I can’t seem to find the books about the Princess of the Changelings or 2 leggeds in Equestria. They’re gone.”

“Gone? Oh no!” flutter Shy exclaimed, in her quiet, reserved way.

“Was it stolen?” Rainbow asked, attempting to land on a stack of books, which toppled. So she decided hover instead.

“I’m not shore.” Twilight’s face twisted as she thought. “But without it, I won’t get to study them any further. And I had not gotten far in them at all.” she frowned, staring at the ground.

“Well, maybe rainbow can ask around?” Flutter Shy suggested.
“Why can’t you help?” Rainbow replied, again raising her eyebrow. (That saying, ponies have eyebrows. Witch they don’t.)

“You mean ask other ponies about, things?” flutter Shy shivered. She suddenly wished there was a corner not occupied by books to hide in. The idea of talking to other unfamiliar ponies was traumatizing as it was.

“Fine.” Rainbow gritted her teeth and headed out the door. Flutter Shy followed. After digging up poor spike.

But just as flutter Shy was about to leave town, she saw something rather odd. The pony looked like the new BDraw, but she couldn’t be. BDraw was in the hospital. She shook her head and the pony was gone. She continued on her way, pretending as if she hadn’t seen a thing.

She continued to replay the memory of what she’d seen. The pony seemed to be luging a bag, a rather large strenuous bag for that matter. She figured she’d tell Twilight about it later.

Author's Notes:

Sorry its taken so long!