“Sweetie~ Sweetie Belle~” A soft warm voice said to me while the vestiges of sleep hovered over me.

“hmmm?” I mumbled not knowing what or who was calling for me, but it was gentle enough I didn't feel the need to open my eyes the call of sleep still had its claws in me.

There was a soft kiss upon my forehead which I sighed in contentment.

“Come now Sweetie, we are home.” Rarity said in my ear I slowly opened my eyes seeing my sister’s beautiful blue ones. I yawned usually when I wake up I'm fully awake but I felt drowsy and the call of sleep still beckoned me for its embrace.

It was dark out, only the last fleeting rays of Celestia’s sun scattered its light into a deep purple hue the sparkling of stars could be seen through the window as I sat up the best I could looking around blearily. We were still on the train, Rarity was gently nudging me to wake up while Apple Bloom next to me was waking up slowly. Rainbow Dash had Scootaloo on her back which the little filly was out cold.

“W-Where are we?” I asked yawning again as Rarity picked me up with her magic gently before setting me on her back. She was so soft and warm it was hard not to want to fall asleep again.

“Ponyville darling, home. Come now Apple Bloom up up, Applejack is probably waiting by the station for you.” she said nudging the little filly with her nose making her grunt as she hopped off the seat and sleepily made her way over to Dash who was already heading for the cart exit.

Outside was a brisk but still warm night, Ponyville station was much much smaller than Las Pegasus’s but it did its job. A lit lamp post just outside lit the ground outside the exit of the station where Applejack and Fluttershy stood next to one another, Applejack leaning against the lamp post while Fluttershy was laying in a patch of grass next to it.

Applejack and Fluttershy were just as beautiful as Rarity and Rainbow Dash, all having distinct features about them that made them beautiful. Fluttershy’s long pink hair had a silky look to it that said it was extremely well kept, her muzzle was smaller than Rarity's and her eyes had different accents to them as her skull and genetics were different from my sisters in a sort of fascinating sort of way as artists most of the time just gave everyone a template to work off of.

Applejack was more broader and thicker than any of them, she had a subtle but visible set of muscles that showed how hard she worked her freckles were not just three dots on her cheeks either. They were many freckles that covered her face in a very exotic and desirable way that matched her long blonde mane which was very thick comparatively to the others but obvious care was taken into account with it as it looked smooth and well combed.

Her stedson hat was lightly placed on her head as green eyes flashed over to us which she motioned to Fluttershy who got up quicker than i've ever seen her (in show) move.

The butter cream colored mare galloped over to Scootaloo, obvious tears leaking from her eyes as she checked the filly up and down for any damage.

“She is alright, Flutters.” Rainbow Dash said softly as we went closer to the group, “She is just tired from the day.”

“T-Thank goodness… I-I-I thought she had gotten h-h-hurt or l-lost, I-I n-nearly looked under every r-rock in Everfree looking for her.” she said gulping for air as she tried to rub the tears away from her face and very affectionately nuzzling the sleeping orange pegasus.

“M-Mommy?” Scootaloo said very softly, making Fluttershy’s face go through several emotions at once before she took the very tired Scootaloo into her hooves kissing her face gently.

“I'm here my little spark.” she says back to the filly very softly as Scootaloo buried herself into Fluttershy’s chest.

If heaven were to strike me down I would die a happy thought construct, the pure love Fluttershy had for Scootaloo was so real I felt myself smiling so hard. Did I squee? I think I squeed.

“Hmph, well ah suppose if everpony is alright then ah shouldn't be too upset.” Applejack said as a very sleepy Apple Bloom came up to her, which she hugged the filly tightly.

“It don't mean that you are out of muckin the pig pin for tha next week Apple Bloom.” she said in a hard tone which made the sleepy Apple Bloom groan in despair, which caused Rainbow to giggle lightly.

“Oh my…” Fluttershy said as she looked up at me, probably seeing whatever was funky with my left eye.

“Dont worry dears, She’s fine her nerves are shot and one of her meridians have probably been permanently opened behind her eye, and she has a acute case of amnesia but hopefully it's nothing permanent.” Rarity laughed albeit a nervous one.

“I'm going to take her to the hospital in a bit.” She said softly to her three friends, which Applejack came over to nuzzle my cheek.

“Ah hope yah feel better Sweets, them ponies at the general are right smart they’ll fix yah up.” Applejack said soothingly in her southern twang.

“You remember Applejack don't you darling?” Rarity asked me still looking a little pale for a white horse.

“Applejack, strongest earth pony in Ponyville right?” I said giving her a signature Sweetie Belle grin, Applejack was taken aback by the praise which she blushed in a modest sort of way.

“Well ah won’t say strongest, Big Mac can buck a little more harder than me but close to it.” She said rubbing the side of her cheek with a embarrassed grin. Rainbow came swaggering over and wrapped a hoof around Applejack, giving me confidant smile.

“She’s just being modest, she won the Ponyville Mare Strength Contest last year. She’s way more strong than me and I'm awesome!” Rainbow snickered as Applejack looked over at her best friend with a mock scowl.

“I’m just glad everypony is okay.” Fluttershy said coming over to nuzzle myself and Apple Bloom, Fluttershy smelled like soft flowery conditioner but not the kind that had chemicals in it.

“Sorry that you got hurt Sweetie.” she said in her shy tone she was famous for, I really looked forward to having tea with her sometime as Fluttershy was for obvious reasons one of the best ponies in Equestria. The Element of Kindness was somewhere between Purple Smart and Party Pink on best scale, Twilight tended to be my favorite because I related to her as a person.

I liked smart, information and learning things was fascinating especially of something not of your world. She was also a adorable dork who probably oblivious in the cutest of ways, oh the fun I’m going to have when I learn magic. If I was a evil villain I probably would of laughed and had evil lighting crash behind me as I did so, but I refrained.

Pinkie Pie was a third or second favorite due to the amount of nonsense she performed, unlike most I enjoyed well intentioned chaos as indicated the memories of Team Fortress 2 gmod videos that played in my head, rest in peace Kitty you glorious bastard Doctor Lalve has taken up your mantle. Not to mention Pinkie was just attractive, not just in sexual appeal either the Element of Laughter was attractive as a individual not saying that she was overly deep but the simple joy she has at life was something I desired.

Perhaps I was simply to jaded and she was a river that flowed over the hard stone of my personality eroding it away to a happier underside.

“Its kay, Fluttershy i'll get better real quick yeah? Don't be too hard on Scootaloo, its all our fault not just her’s.” I said in a diminutive voice so I wouldn't scare the shy mare.

She gave me a small smile and nodded softly.

“Welp, we should git goin Granny has been yammering none stop ‘bout Bloom she won’t sleep till she sees ‘em.” Applejack says after a small lull of small talk, making her way over to the filly and picking her up by the scruff and setting her on her back.

“Yes, I-I need to get Scootaloo into bed after her preening.” Fluttershy agreed Scootaloo nestled between her wings.

“Alright see you all tomorrow dears, have a goodnight.” Rarity said giving everyone a quick nuzzle on the cheek and the rest of them said their final goodbyes heading off in different directions. Rainbow Dash just took off into the sky after she said her goodbyes rocketing off into the night.

Rarity and I watched her go before she looked at me on her back.

“Off to the hospital, it is a bit late but the hospital closes regular visits at nine.” She hummed as she began trotting off in the direction of Ponyville Hospital.

Ponyville was aesthetically pleasing even in the dark, I couldn't help but feel a mix of nervous and excitement.

Here I was, first ever human mental construct in Ponyville!! Take that brony fandom!! Even if you did have thousands upon thousands of human in equestria fanfictions of every possible combination! I took this as a weak victory but a victory nonetheless!! The village was much a town as any sprawling country villa in jolly old England, the only thing it was missing was the endless rain. It certainly did have a theme that screamed ‘I AM A QUIET AND PEACEFUL VILLAGE PLEASE PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE FOREST OF DEATH ONLY A KILOMETER AWAY FROM ME! NO WE DO NOT GROW ANY OTHER FRUIT THANKS’

German antique village huts dotted the streets at a even and winding way that left a lot of alleyways and sudden sharp turns as houses relaxed their legs seeing as they didn't have to be cramped like their cousins upstate on mount pony where Canterlot sat. The use of dried grass for roofing was an interesting choice as a rogue hot day and dried grass don't really mix and fire is often born in that union. Though I don't doubt the intelligence of these ponies ingenuity, the show did seem to gloss over the finer things as how exactly advanced they were. The roofs of these buildings were probably layered with some fire retardant material or magic so I tried not to worry waking up to a burning village.

I seriously hope I didn't see a sign that had ‘Days since last fire’ on it and the number being very low. It would be my luck.

The walk to the hospital was quiet, it was situated on a hill that overlooked the village which I think I could see the Golden Oaks Library off in the distance which made me giddy, that was going to be fun. Though I don't know what I would do if I found Twilight kinky stash of porn or ropes if I searched her room. Sexy librarian, yes please.

I really hope my silence isn't blowing any cover I had, I had always been a think more than talk sort of person and I didnt know if Sweetie was the same.

The Hospital was cooler than it was outside nurse Tender Heart was at the reception desk looking bored but busy as she shuffled papers around with her hooves a pencil in her mouth as she wrote things down. Rarity came up and politely coughed to gather the mare’s attention, she looked up eyes widening in surprise and a hint of relief to get away from her work.

“Oh! Miss Rarity, how can I help you this evening?” she said kindly seeing me on her back.

“I’d like to admit Sweetie Belle for a check up, she had a accident, a horrible shock. She seems fine but the medic on hoof told us that her nerves were damaged and that one of her meridians were forcibly opened, she is also saying she can't remember things or having trouble remembering bits and pieces of her life. The medic was guessing that there might be some brain damage, but I hope it's not too bad.” Rarity informed the nurse, which she nodded as she got up.

“Alright, I’ll go get Doctor Dream Healer. He is our local neurologist, it has been slow tonight so he should be free. Please sit down I will come for you.”

Oh boy, I really hope this Dream Healer bloke wasn't some hot stud muffin that would make my lower bits tingle the moment I looked at him. It was awkward enough that my body didn't respond to my commands and m if I started winking at him? Dear Celestia, I don't think I could handle it.

Please, I wanted to explore my sexuality at my own pace thanks, I didn't need some tight fitting actor doctor making me sweat.

I haven't even had time to look at myself!

Rarity and I sat down on the bench and I asked her simple questioned about her business. Rarity looked surprised at my interest in her business, I guess Sweetie Belle didn't really have a interest in such things but I did. Rarity’s business was mainly a export focused boutique while she had a storefront most of her business was outside of town or in other neighboring villages. She often had requests sent from fashion magazines to tailor clothes or make costumes to the upcoming movie industry.

We talked quietly her seeming happy that I wanted to know about how she worked as it was her passion after all.

“Miss Rarity? Doctor Dream Healer is ready to see Sweetie Belle.” Nurse Tender Heart called from the hall, Rarity and I followed after her well, you know by follow I mean Rarity carrying me like a sack of potatoes over her withers like something out of a renaissance painting.

Showtime, this was the big moment the defining point in which I was discovered through magical means and then put into that paper weight for the enjoyment of others.

The room we entered was standard for a hospital, a reclining bed, counter with sink and a window, biohazard waste bin and paper guides on how to stop diseases. Which I couldn't read by the way, as in the script looked like something out of the Orokin precursors of the warframe universe.

Another problem that needs to be solved as quickly as possible, Grineer were easy, learning a whole other language with its own nuances of syntax and grammar?

You might as well ask me to build Rome in a day.

Rarity sat me on the reclining bed and kissed my forehead.

“Everything will be alright Sweetie, Ponyville’s finest will sort things out and on the road to recovery.” She said lightly trying to cheer me up, clearly I had shown worry on my face.

“I hope so.” I gave her my best impression of being constipated which was the attempt at being a smile.

About two or three minutes a dark blue of the navy variety unicorn stallion came in. I raised my eyebrows as this was my first time seeing a stallion up close, despite being a unicorn he was broad shouldered being taller up front than in the back similar to how a gorilla might be where they placed emphasis on their upper body strength. He had wavy white and grey hair with bright yellow eyes, he was cute in a dorky handsome sort of way with a bright grin that screamed his aura of good nature.

I think I’ve seen him before but for the life of me I couldn't remember if his fan name was what they said it was.

“Hello, hello, hello!” he said cheerily as he trotted in with a clipboard and his doctor’s lab coat snugly on his body. His accent was more I guess refined than Pipsqueak’s was but you could hear that Trottingham accent leaking through, it reminded me of David Tennant and the way he spoke.

“Im Dr. Dream Healer, I don't think we’ve been properly introduced before. You usually see Dr. Medicine Wheel for check ups yes?” He asked holding out a hoof to me which I struggled to make my hoof meet his.

“Yes, usually but Sweetie Belle here was in a accident earlier today.” Rarity said for me as Dr. Dream Healer gently took my own hoof into his own and shook it, I smiled up at him and he smiled back.

“I heard from Nurse Tender Heart, now, Sweetie Belle would you mind telling me what happened?” He asked as he still held my hoof which trembled beyond my control.

“I um… I don't really know, all I remember is waking up feeling like I was on fire and my eye hurting a whole lot. I think I said some really weird stuff because my head was really fuzzy.” I said truthfully, all I really knew was I just woke up feeling pain.

“Hmm I see, are there gaps in your memories?” he asked as he gently felt his way down my foreleg which I hissed in pain when he touched a tender part.

“Tender?” he questioned as he very lightly touched me there on the arm, it was less painful but it did bring discomfort. I nodded and he continued on to my other hoof.

“W-Well, I remember some things mainly ponies names and sometimes their history. I don't remember anything about magic, o-or where my home is, I know its here, but I don't remember where it is exactly. I can only remember one thing from my foalhood but the rest is j-just… blank.” I trailed off feeling nervous, was I lying this on to thick? It was believable right? Hell I couldn't remember my name or who I was but I could remember things like video games and the show perfectly.

“I see..” he murmured as he touched a few more tender spots on my arms making me squeeze my eyes shut.

“Alright Sweetie Belle, I can tell your nerves have been inflamed, all the major surface nerve nodules on your arms have shown signs of being overused or overwhelmed. You said it was a shock Miss Rarity?” he asked her, making my sister blink a few times… Was she staring at his flank?? I mean yeah he was handsome but really sis?

“Oh! Y-Yes, ahem she had two others with her when it happened they claim a large bolt of lightning had struck her horn. The medicine pony that was on sight said she had shown signs of being shocked very badly.” Rarity said clearing her throat and quickly tearing her eyes up to his. Smooth, diamond butt.

“She gave her her own mix of potions to help Sweetie fight off the pain she was in, and gave me a soothing potion formula so her tremors didn't overwhelm her.”

“I am going to do a more in depth scan of your nervous system, just a simple spell that will let me spot any real damaged neural pathways okay? Then one of your brain, is that alright with you Sweetie?” He asked me with a winning smile, I couldn't help but smile back and nodded. He stood back and the halo of golden light like his eyes flared around it.

Well it has been nice Sweetie Belle, I hope you enjoy my exhibit.

There was a strange sensation of being doused in water but more like it rolling down from the crown of your head to the end if your tail. Which that in itself was odd, because I didn't know I could feel my tail I never bothered if it was okay or not. It was indescribable to feel a new limb, a sensation that I didn't know I could feel and I think my brain was having a hayday as it tried to connect itself my new limb.

I shivered as the strange magic touched me, I bet you are wondering why I didn't mention the insane excitement of seeing magic in action. While I was excited that it was happening and Rarity had even used it to pick me up but I was a fantasy junkie and all these tiny spells were children’s play. Miniscule to the arcane might of fantasy wizards and warlocks who wielded the elements of nature like play things.

It did make me eager to learn though, I feel I would be a Hermione in a magical candy shop once I learn how to read. Who knows, Sweetie Belle the Arcane Master did have a nice ring to it and I was technically in school still so learning how to read would be easy to gain access to. The ‘see jane run’ books were just waiting to be cracked open and read.

The good doctor spell was finished I could see a faint glow over my coat. My left eye could see small dots of a brighter glow in my body where they pulsed ever so gently. My slack jawed amazement bust of been humorous to Rarity and Dr. Dream Healer as they chuckled softly.

Dr. Dream Healer came back to me giving a in depth look over seeing whatever the spell allowed him to as he gently turned me over checking each of my legs and then my torso and then gingerly my lower half. Thankfully he stayed away from my weird numb tail and rear as soon as he came near and noticing me tense up.

“Your nervous system seems to have no real lasting damage, your nerve clusters are misfiring information from your brain making it hard for you to move no doubt. Electrical shocks like these can last a few days before your body starts to heal them, I will prescribe a medicine that will quicken the recovery process and get them working in proper order again.” he said gently to me which my sister sighed a heavy sigh of relief.

“Now for a scan of your brain, this may feel funny Sweetie but it shouldn't hurt.” He says as more light flared around his horn, I suddenly felt like I had been hit with a loopy spell or I happen to be high on fumes. I swayed feeling weird as the light covered my head then faded as a round disk of magic appeared in front of him.

I think I could see a weird picture of my brain, the shape of it differing slightly than a human’s but they were similar enough in shape I could see why it would develop this way. The shape of our skulls were different mainly.

My horn was riddled with white lines that spread throughout my head and down my neck, It was a three D image of my head too the white lines around my left eye was very engorged while my right eye had smaller lines that formed into a cluster behind the… plates of my eyes…

I think my own eye twitched at the implication that my ocular organs were more flat rather than spherical, oh the holes were still there as the brain needed to have some way to connect to the organs themselves but they were oval in shape indicating the the color cones of my eyes were smaller than a human’s or perhaps more defined.

Ugh that was going to be a hard one to adjust to.

It did explain why our eyes were so large and why nighttime was so bright in the show, the larger ocular organs gathered more light and thus it would have to be very dark for it to look dark.

He gazed at the magical projection of my head for about five minutes his horn manipulating the three dimensional image my head so he could look at particular parts of my brain.

Rarity rubbed my back gently as he looked.

“Okay.” He said as he took a crystal from his pocket and the image was sucked into it. Huh, crystal tech, impressive.

“Looks like there is minor damage to the cerebellum, most of the brain is fine if a tad frayed which can be fixed through some regenerative potions and some minor healing spells.” he said as he pulled out pencil for his clipboard and wrote things down

“I did notice a change to your hippocampus and Entorhinal cortex its a tad bigger than it should be for someone your age, I’m not sure if that's got to do with your memory issues but I don't see any swelling so you should be fine. Retrograde amnesia is still a mystery to neuroscience on how it actually works and what if affects, the shock was powerful enough to jumbled up any memories or information because the brain does run on electrical impulses.” He said looking at both of us, before continuing to write down on his clipboard.

“If the electricity was magically charged your aether pathways can affect the natural electrical firings of your brain. So little actually know this but Aether can be forcibly injected, our magical nodes and meridians that control how much ambient Aether is absorbed into us can be overwhelmed which can cause a whole slew of physical to mental health problems. Your eye has been bothering you yes?” he asked me which I nodded it was itchy most of the time.

“Meridians are basically fractal spirals of aether networks in our bodies, things like magic always have a small downside to their use Unicorns like us usually suffer a mental or physical fatigue backlash but when meridians are opened it flushes out impurities in the body, sometimes forcibly. While this can deepen the amount of aether one can hold in their body it can also increase the amount of impurities one can get until the body adjusts.” he said pointing at me with his pencil.

“ You might get eye colds with that eye more easily than before or severe irritation and dryness. Using magic might also affect your eye’s health until your body can adjust to the new aether flow, so I would hold off on magical lessons for a while at least until next check up to see how your eye is doing.”

So basically, I had more magic than normal but by using it im also inviting more impurities into my body as the magic flows out. It reminded me that similar to a pore in the skin and how dirt can get trapped if you didn't clean your skin well, but as time went on the less and less impurities I would accumulate.

Fascinating, truly. It was similar in how most self contained magic users formed better pools of mana, much like flexing a muscle the deeper the pool became but meridians were like pocket pools that came with the main one.

I was also torn, so nothing was remotely different about my brain? That I the thought construct was not some alien device that was simply using Sweetie Belle as a vehicle of its own machinations? Nor was there any major changes to the pattern of her brain to suggest more than amnesia and a overstimulated nervous system?

It floored me, as a gasping breath choked me. Was my logical assumption of rewriting most memories in favour of the alien ones because there simply aren't enough neurons to contain the information flux? Was I truly Sweetie Belle?

I felt nauseous.

“Sweetie are you alright darling, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost?” Rarity asked again rubbing my back.

No sister, I have rewritten the very personality and memories of Sweetie in favour of alien memories of a world that was likely no more or humans had left in search of better. I do not feel alright.

“Sweetie dear, what's the matter?” she asked concern bleeding into her voice as tears rolled down my face, I didn't respond all I could do was stare at my own hooves.

I had hoped in some way that my logical deductions hadn't been true, that I have incidentally cause manslaughter of a youth and it tore at my soul knowing that I had done it.

“Oh dear, hmm well I guess this is a bit much for her. Here I have written a prescription slip for the medications I want her to take for her nerves.” Dr. Dream Healer said handing Rarity a paper, which she took into her magic.

I… I dont think I have the will to move. To talk…

I was numbly aware that I was picked up, but it didn't matter. The rush of emotions I had overwhelmed the rational mind and I was unable to step back and pick apart the logical.

This must what it feels like to have true emotion.

Autism, especially higher functioning ones experienced emotions differently. For me, at least, I always felt them but there was always a dissonance between two parts of me, the part that was feeling emotions and the other part that was ‘alien’ it didn't understand why emotions are a thing, why I could feel. It knew logic, sound reasoning and because of it even if I was feeling heartbreak or anger I always felt disconnected with my own feelings.

Here, in Sweetie Belle emotions coursed through me in a way I never knew it could. They felt ‘real’ rather than just a act that my other logical side was watching. No disassociation, just there.

I'm probably rambling.

“Thank you doctor, I’m going to take her home give her a nice warm bath and off to bed with her.” Rarity said among the trenches of my grief, I didn't want to move I just wanted to cry.

“Of course, I'll be here if you need me again. Oh! She won't be needing any physical therapy, there isn't any damage to her brain to warrant that! Get well Sweetie.” He said in that muffled way of just not really hearing.

Everything blurred, turning into water color as I blinked tears from my eyes.

Ten minutes of this and suddenly Rarity was opening a door and stepping in.

Dark purples and pinks were everywhere with sharp contrasts of white and occasional cyan blue, the boutique. I was in the actual boutique and I simply just couldn't enjoy it.

“Hmmm, bath time, you will feel so much better after a jasmine bath.” Rarity said which I sniffed nodding my head in resolution.

She hummed as she made her way up the stairs and directly into a large bathroom that was obviously designed for ponies in mind. Everything was lower to the ground, wider and more spread out so thing could be easily navigated. The large 18th century gothic bathtub was what I expected from Rarity, it had a wide back so one could essentially lay down on their back in the water. A small in table sat next to it where a candle and a vase with a few flowers sat next to it.

With a magical turn of the knobs, the distant sound of water rushing through pipes followed which explosively poured out of the main faucet head. Hot water steam rose from the draining bathtub which Rarity stopped it with a plug and swiftly she poured a powder into the bath’s baths bottom.

The smell of jasmine and hot water began to mix and the tub filled rapidly with the water pressure being that high.

“let's see, some oils to soften the fur, ah! This conditioner is a favorite of mine ‘Essence of Beauty’ all natural too, hmm some more salts for the bath jasmine always did smell good with a little lavender. A nice shampoo for your mane, smells like a rose.” Rarity chatted to me as she looked through her collection of bath accessories and shampoos.

“I know just the thing to brighten up your day~” she said confidently as she added a small dollop of a soap I couldn't read. The water became sudsy and soon bubbles began form where the running water hit the pool beneath it. I did smile at this, or at least I tried too this seemed to put more pep into my sister’s step.

I was gently placed into the water at the halfway point, hot and good smelling warmth soaked itself into my bones. I was on my haunches and being held that way by Rarity as she set her hooves over and stepped into the bath with me.

I suddenly felt a rush of heat touch my cheeks at the thought of being in a bath with my sister. Well, the was Sweetie Belle’s sister, she was somewhat of a stranger to me. A beautiful, very attractive stranger that I had seen waaaaay too much porn of. I didn't mean the anthro kind either.

She sat on her haunches along with me and leaned forward to look me in the eyes.

“You know I love you.” she said with a soft and genuine smile, my inner brony was screaming to high heavens of ‘YES YES YES!! TAKE THAT BITCHES, RARITY HAS SAID I LOVE YOU TO ME!! ME! ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKING RARITY LOVERS CAN SUCK IT!!’ in absolute smug satisfaction. The other half of that was I realized that she was saying this to Sweetie Belle not the man who had, even accidentally, snuffed the life of a innocent young girl.

It stabbed through my heart like a cold knife.

“I-I-I love you too…” I replied my voice shaking at the lie I was, I couldn't meet her beautiful eyes.

“Sweetie…” Rarity said scooting closer to me, the hot water turning into small waves as she did. She wrapped me into a tight hug making a few more tears leak from me.

“Today has been very scary, I want you to know your big sister is here for you. Not remembering what happened would scare me too, I can't even imagine what that's like.” She said softly as the knobs for the water was turned and shut off.

“I know I said I would ground you, but I just mainly said that because I was scared too… I thought I was going to lose my best little sister, I cried after you passed out you know.” she murmured kissing under my ear making it flick, another strange sensation for sure.

“I was angry at myself, angry because I couldn't do anything for you. I didn't mean to be angry at you, just myself because big sisters are suppose to keep little ones from getting hurt. And the Memory loss now? I'm so very sorry.” she nuzzled my face and whipped away my tears with a hoof, which was wet.

“I didn't take your feelings into consideration, how you felt about this. Can you forgive me?” she asked me leaning back to look at me.

I nodded, which she smiled again rubbing her own face with a hoof as she sniffed loudly.

“Your big sis isn't the best sometimes because of that. I get mad because I care about you Sweetie.”

“T-Thank you.” I managed to croak.

“Think nothing of it darling, now let's get you clean and primed for bed.” she said as a ball of water floated up from the bath covered in her icy blue aura and it gently washed over my back and mane.

Rarity was gentle and thorough with my hygiene, hot water soaked into my fur and skin making me feel a whole lot better than before like a weight had been lifted from my soul. She chatted about my hair in a soothing sort of way like how she talked to herself when she was working, my mane was thicker than any hair I had and it was rinsed and shampooed two times before Rarity dubbed it clean and properly conditioned.

Then a light oil like body wash was rubbed into my coat, she had me on my back at one point and lightly scrubbed underneath my hooves. The washcloth she used was very soft as it ran down my belly and then a soft swipe over my marehood, a tingling sensation ran up my spine making me blush hard. That was certainly new but it was gone before it even started as she moved onto my tail and gave it the same treatment my mane had.

That was something to explore later, if I didn't feel too much guilt later.

Watching Rarity bathe might as well been a wet dream for many of the white unicorn lovers, just sitting there as she got herself physically wet. I saw her under belly and the larger mounds of breasts than Rainbow or mine but they were not overly noticeable in the grand scheme of things. Her nipples were a light pink that was almost white like her fur, they were more rounded and the nipple’s did not protrude from the areolas very far.

When it came to her backside, Rarity was not in the least bit athletic so her body did not show any defining muscle like Rainbow or Applejack. Her butt was thicker than either of theirs her hips more pronounced showing she was well figured, I didn't get to see much more than that other than a quick flash.

Her marehood from what I had seen was very light pink almost blending into her white fur but other than that she kept herself hidden in such a way she didn't want to overtly flash me.

Once we were done, two large fluffy towels wrapped themselves around me after wobbly standing for about half a minute which I was thankful for that I could stand longer than a few seconds.

I guess the bath really did do wonders for me.

I was rubbed down my hair and body getting a different hair treatment, which dried me quite effectively.

My mane floofed and fell into my eyes which made me and Rarity giggle, all that tension gone. She pushed my hair back to see my face, a small goofy smile on her lips. I could see that glimmer of love in her eyes, that glimmer that made my heart ache and burst at the same time.

“Alright, off to bed, you need all the rest you can get darling the faster you will recover and thankfully we don't have to worry about Physical Therapy. The nurses said that your muscles were very healthy.” she chirped as I tried standing once again, better this time at least my body responding to my commands. If I didn't think about it I could get up easy, if I thought about it the harder it became which was a sign of muscle memory was still ingrained into my body it was only when the alien mind thought about it it struggled.

I didn't get to stand long as my legs simply quit on me and I fell back to the ground in a huff.

“Don’t worry dear, you will be galloping all over the place in no time you just need to let those legs rest.” Rarity chided as she picks me up and out the bathroom into the hall, which curves into two other doorways one which was open and I could see the dark bedroom of my sister which made me fangasm a little. I was brought into the second doorway a little past the first, Sweetie Belle’s room.

It smelled of fresh flowers and dust in here, her room a semicircle that had a window, a vanity with mirror, a tall dresser cabinet, a chest near the window with toys stuffed into it and her bed which was a soft green and had heart printed pillows of the same green color. A vase of freshly picked flowers on the vanity was what made the flower smell, two of which had bite marks where they were not but stems left.

She lifted the covers and placed me on the downey soft bed and the equally soft covers over me. My head sunk back into a nice pillow that was cool and felt like it breathed very well, Rarity looked me over as I have her a very soft smile.

“T-Thanks sis, f-for cheering me up.” I mumbled, the white unicorn smiled back nuzzling me on the cheek.

“You are welcome Sweetie, you sleep tight. I am just down the hall, call me if you need me. Goodnight.” she said as she flicked the lightswitch off and trotted out of my room closing the door till it was just a crack.

I lay in my room, staring up at the ceiling with nothing swirling in my thoughts. My breathing the only sound that moved the covers and myself.

I wanted to see myself, to see if I was who everyone else thought I was. The vanity was far away and my legs wouldn't cooperate with my brain so climbing out of the bed to try to look at myself was bust.

I shifted in the cool darkness of my room feeling my naked form still ever so damp from the bath.

I looked around for a quick second as a rush of feelings I couldn't quite place, I wanted to see myself, really explore this body. It was alien but visually familiar.

My own identity was confused and… and I really wanted some kinda relief. The weight of all this was burning my soul away.

My hoof thankfully responded to my input as I slid it down my belly, feeling a tingle run up my spine as I tried to do it sensually. My hoof was warm but hard against my soft fur making me wonder what soft fingers would feel like.

My heart thumped in my chest making me sigh as my hoof ran over my teats then teasingly further down. It was a strange new feeling as it was similar to having a glove on, not quite thick enough you couldn't feel your limb but yet not thin enough to have any true feeling.

The tip of my hoof brushed against my clitoral hood where I pressed softly into the very soft and tender flesh. I gasped, feel good electricity danced from the spot spreading out into my belly making me bite my lip. It was so new, I… I didn't have any sort of reference to compare it too.

I dug my hoof a little deeper making me squirm under the strange but pleasant feelings, muscles I didn't even knew I had made a pleasurable squeezing making me moan as I winked for the first time.

Was this foalcon? Did it count if you were the foal? A matter that really didn't seem important because I wanted more of that.

Hearing myself moan was indescribably hot, being turned on by myself it was a little funny. I had this soft squeaky moan that made me want to hear myself again.

My muscles seemed to enjoy the break from the pain, sliding even further down to reach the rose petals that made my marehood. I hitched a breath pushing my hoof between them into the sensitive folds my legs twitched as tiny shocks of that feel good rushed through me.

I felt moisture beginning to form, my lust making my body ready for the inevitable procreation part of this journey. Because of my size anything remotely stallion would probably hurt me more than anything, so I imagined fingers touching between my secondary lips. I bit down on my hoof as my heart thumped faster now as I glided my inadequate hoof up and down my sex.

I closed my eyes, letting the hormones take me as phantom fingers softly spread me open making me jerk my legs. Holy shit that was intense, I could almost feel them.

They dig themselves into my tunnel pressing and searching for my love spot, I could imagine feel soft breath against my hind leg so tantalizingly close to me as they tortured so good with their hand.

I whined softly frustrated that my arm was getting tired to keep up its ministrations. I settled for agonizing my clitoris pressing and rubbing it as fast as I could which was simply not fast enough for my liking.

I felt sweat roll down my back against the sheets, there was a deep winding feeling in the pit of my belly and it was getting tighter and tighter as I played with myself. Harder pressings made me pant covering my face so I wouldn't wake Rarity, my cheeks were flushed with heat and tiny sparks seemed to fall from my horn.

When the tightness was unbearable and I couldn't take it any longer, a rough wild shove against myself broke the damn. A single syllable keen left me with a trembling spasm throughout my body, colors seeming to go blurry as my brain was pumped with feel good chemical cocktails making my eyes roll.

I flopped down feeling more tired than ever in my life, a gooey feeling on my rear as I just panted feeling hot and too tired to think of anything. I had managed to orgasm, my first ever female orgasm to be exact.

I would of tried to clean up but I simply rolled over with my covers and passed out.

…

I dreamed tonight, it was the first time I had since getting here.

I was at a table with Discord, the cartoon one, and we were playing a game of Uno but he kept trying to increase his mana count with magic the gathering cards. I had countered with a royal flush but he beat me only with the Celtic Guardian Warrior in attack position.

“Well this is peachy.” I said sipping my mango smoothie in a fine china tea cup, I dipped a few tea bags in for good measure.

“Oh yes indeed, I haven't had this much fun since the Beatles took me on that fabulous trip across the countryside using a corn chip as a vehicle.” He laughed as a statue of liberty brake danced across the gulf right behind him. I flew my colors thanks, God save the queen, what's what! I adjusted my white mustache and monocle.

“Any non reason you decided to see me?” I asked looking at the garden of singing ginseng off to my lefting right. Discord gave me his best smile, which I put into a folder for later keeping.

“Nothing really, bored mainly you know how it is being put into stone and not one pot leaf to be stoned with.” the draconiquis said lighting a candy cane and taking a minty inhalation letting out ice breath.

“ah apart of the common rubble I see. Well I don't mind, if I had half a one I don't think I would be standing here because I would be missing my mind. Then it would be gone crazy until I was found crazy.” I reasoned which Discord nodded in understanding.

“Been long?” I asked Ben Long which the guy sat down with us.

“5,000 years can give you such a crick in the neck.” Discord said as his neck cricked bending sideways, “Itty bitty living space can go fly on a magic carpet ride for all I care, so when you coming bruh.”

“Tonight, but that's a different kind of come.”

“knarly dude.”

“Look I’ll be there when I can, just keep the oven on before I go okay?”

That was most of what I remember, as more strange and weird things happened in my dream. All of it blurring together similar to how a drunk frat boy would see his dorm room while in full swing of a party of the century at campus.

…

Princess Luna in all her years of being the dream walker of the night, barely made it out the door of the young filly’s dreamscape. She panted in the hall of dreams trying to recover herself from the amount of pure chaos she had just experienced.

Pinkie Pie didn't even have dreams that crazy, usually the young mare had a obsession with sugar and her dreams reflected that.

But Sweetie Belle? Her mind had been so convoluted with chaos that maker damned Discord was the only real normal thing in there!! Even worse was that it wasn't even chaos magic that affected her!! It was all on her own!

Luna looked back at the door, rubbing her mouth with a hoof, that simple wooden door that so unassuming in nature but held the next chaos lord within.

She shuddered at this, feeling heat touching her cheeks. Only good that came of this was that she now knew she looked pretty damn sexy in purple and black long socks and that even her nightmare self was drop dead gorgeous once the armor came off.

A filly her age wasn't even supposed to think about those things yet!! Something was seriously off and she intended to find out why, get in touch with Twilight and talk to Tia about this. Pony dreams were often calm and happy, Sweetie’s was pure chaos like her mind was associating things with other things that didn't make sense to a normal pony. She even found the little filly in there but Sweetie was so deep in her REM sleep she wasn't aware of her presence when she approached.

All ponies had some sort of lucidity or control, but the filly had been a figurative slave to the machinations of the subconscious mind and had continued on through the labyrinth of chaos without a care.

Whatever the case she used her magic to mark the door so she could find it again among the sea of doors. She didn't expect it, but the possibility was too terrifying to not say anything that Sweetie might become a Chaos Lord like Discord if it kept up. She shook her head clearing her mind, she need to talk to Tia when she woke.

… and perhaps try on some socks.

…

First day done, the rest of my life to go.

My morning had started off very awkward when Rarity came in almost at the crack of dawn humming and brightly saying good morning.

Apparently horse noses are sensitive to the more subtle smells than a human’s were, the unicorn mare’s eyes went wide and she stood stock still as I groggily shifted in my bed.

“o-oh my.” my sister said calmly but there was a small stutter to it. “ahem Sweetie dear, I’ve made breakfast… do you desire a bath before or after?” her voice did get a little strained at this.

At first I wondered what she was talking about, I had taken a bath last night? Then I took a deep breath waking up myself and then I could smell it. I could smell, um… myself sort of like the smell of sex but obviously it had my own subtle hints of my own pheromones mixed in. I tried to sit up my cheeks blazing, scrambling to cover myself more but my blasted body had to quit on me.

I made a very embarrassed whine and covered my face with my hooves. Rarity didn't say anything as I was subtly lifted up and was taken downstairs in her magic, If I could die of embarrassment I probably would of.

I was sat down at the table in Rarity’s kitchen, plates of a continental breakfast was laid out with orange juice already poured. The bacon looked like haybacon and the eggs were sunny side up with rye toast. A small plate of muffins sat at the center along with various jams and butters.

It made my belly growl with how good it smelled and looked.

“Sweetie… I, well… you are around that age I suppose…” Rarity murmured trying hard to figure out how to best start.

“ahem well, Sweetie I will try not to embarrass you but what you did is a natural part of life. You are almost ten and that's when your body begins to go through changes…” Rarity began as I placed my face on the table still red, I was getting ‘the talk’ from my sister.

“These changes are just a way your body is saying ‘I am growing up into a more adult body’, now sometimes when you see a mare or stallion that caught your fancy you might start to have ‘feelings’ and these feelings might be confusing and scary again they are natural.” she said taking a small sip of her orange juice before continuing.

“You also have started exploring your body as evident of last night, perhaps it was the amnesia or just pure curiosity but did it start to feel good?” she asked her own cheeks flushed a little, I sighed better get through this as painlessly as possible. I sat backup and nodded not looking at my sister’s eyes.

“That's a good thing, wanting to feel good is not embarrassing or shameful in any way okay Sweetie?” again I nod, it still sucked being found out.

“Is there anypony you find that gives you these ‘feelings’ if at all?” She asked gently, If I could tell you why, I would of, but Scootaloo and Apple Bloom came to mind which I begrudgingly said.

“Ah, well I suppose that makes sense. They are your best friends after all and they are the ones you see the most.” She said her eyebrows knitting together as she thought.

“Sweetie it is okay to feel these things toward your friends, they love you and make you feel wanted. Heaven knows I feel the same way with my friends, do you remember when Rainbow and I nuzzled and kissed on one another? Or Twilight and Pinkie?” She asked me with a light blush of her own. My mind screeched and drove off the highway as I tired to comprehend what she had just said.

Did she just say she was intimate with her friends? I shook my head, was I really walking into the poly side of Equestria? Hmm well considering this place probably had the very best example of what healthy polyamory should be. Oh I had nothing against it, supported even, I had even involved myself in one but my small group sort of broke off once a few toxic people ruined it.
Humans and their unreasonable jealousy. A single rotten egg spoiled the batter.

“They are apart of my little herd, and I share my feelings and thoughts with them. They love me and I love them and I always try to be considerate of their feelings when it comes to the more intimate aspects of our dynamic. Some ponies aren't really like this, Applejack for example just likes one pony rather than a few and that is okay too because it is what makes her happy.”

“W-wait, so who’s together in your group, like I’m just talking about the six of you?” I asked now confused on this whole thing, I didn't know how to grab things with my hooves so I leaned forward to bite a bit of haybacon.

It tasted just like bacon, but had a very wheat like aftertaste which still tasted delicious.

“W-Well, let's see.” she said looking up to think.

“Twilight is new to my herd which originally was just myself, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash tends to switch between us and Fluttershy as Fluttershy is technically apart of our herd but the dear is very very shy about relationships and trusts Dash more than anypony due to them being foalhood friends. Applejack isn't apart of a herd, she is seeing a beautiful mare named Sunrise Beam who works on Rainbow Dash’s weather team though ironically Applejack prefers male company she makes a exception for her. She might have a micro herd of just herself a stallion and her current marefriend.” Rarity said between bites of her food. I tried to eat the best I could without the use of hooves which was a bit messy.

“Twilight didn't have a herd or any close colt or marefriends, so she is adjusting to our dynamic. Pinkie Pie is just a bundle of platonic love mainly but on the rare occasion she pines after Twilight and myself for more affection. She and Rainbow have a more lighter bond with one another and often are just nuzzle buddies when they want love from one another. Rainbow is absolutely smitten with Fluttershy and Fluttershy while very shy still loves us much like how Twilight and I do but tends to keep to Rainbow because of that close familiar bond they have. I like to give affection to Twilight and Rainbow when they desire it and because of that I'm closest to them than the others.” she looked at me and my expression.

“hmm that was probably really complicated for you.” she giggled in embarrassment.

“Anywho, what I'm trying to say is that if you do pursue Scootaloo and Apple Bloom just be considerate of their feelings and listen to them if they feel hurt or nervous, make each other happy the best you can. The more you talk with one another the better things will be, just… just wait until I give you the talk about the parasprites and the flowers before you start exploring things together hmm?” she asked of me, a napkin floating over to my face and cleaning it. Oh Gods she wanted do the sex talk too.

“Um by the way Sweetie are you having a hard time with your hooves?” Rarity asked as I tried to eat my egg without covering my entire face in yoke.

“Yeah, I d-dont know how to grab stuff… anymore.” I said as I touched the fork with my hoof and all it did was clatter against the table’s surface.

“Hmm, here, imagine you hoof like a crab limb. Set your hoof near something then squeeze your muscles how you would think the claw limb would.” she said picking up the glass of orange juice with a single hoof.

“Why?” I asked setting it on my fork.

“Well all ponies have a bit of magic in them that allows minor telekinesis, their magic expands around the object and makes it stick to our hooves. We can even turn objects by imagining them to turn see?” she said as I saw the glass slowly turning in her hoof.

After a few meager attempts I managed to pull something up after imaging I still had a hand to hold something with and squeezing, lo and behold my name is progress. I picked something up! It was a fork and my arm was still wonky but I did it!

Perhaps I wasn't explaining my whole movement condition too well, so! I could move my head and all my limbs but they often twitched or just shook softly the worst of the twitching made it hard to control them. Hell my head sometimes felt like dead weight when my neck just got too tired to hold it up.

The bigger tremors made it hard to move and do things, smaller tremors were fine but irritating. Standing was hard just because my legs didn't want to keep still and protested the weight of my own body.

Rarity and I talked about herds and their dynamics, I could tell she was struggling just a tad to keep things PG. After breakfast, I had been tossed into the bathroom for a light wash just to get the smell away and go to the bathroom. Unlike that guy who freaked when it came to the thought of Sweetie Belle going to the bathroom and described it in full on detail.

I'm going to opt for the more cleaner version, toilet was strange as it had pedals instead of any flush handle, like the Japanese smart toilets the second pedal sprayed a bit of water on your butt and then you whipped yourself clean and flushed with the other.

To be honest I didn't know what the big deal was, peeing out of this organ felt no real different than peeing out the other only that it was set and you couldn't move it around. Pooping was easier I must admit and didn't smell as bad as if I were a full time red meat eater, still had to go through the motions of just relaxing and letting it out.

After I was done I was pulled downstairs to the main boutique where I got to sit on the couch and watch my sister work. I was going to wear myself out by forcing myself to stand, and two out of five times wasn't that bad! I still couldn't stay up but that would come in time.

The Element of Laughter slammed through the front door making Rarity pause in mid construction of her dress she was making.

I just gaped at seeing Pinkie Pie for the first time, she was drop dead gorgeous like everyone of my sister’s friends. Her wild curly mane was rather than a single blob in the show, actual frizzy curls her bright baby blues looked at the world with a bright light twinkling in her eye. She was broad like Applejack but more feminine in her appearance everything about her was round, and you could ever so see she had a thin layer of fat instead of muscle like Applejack did.

“Alright I know you’re here!! It's been knobby knees, twitchy tail, and flip floppy ears!! And that means somepony new is here!!” She yelled into the shop, her voice a little ragged because she had looked like she had ran all the way here.

“I have a very defined set of skills, skills that will make you happy, skills that will make you the best welcome to ponyville cake in the world!! I will find you and I will party with you!!” She said marching into the boutique as her eyes scanned the room looking for the new pony.

Oh shit, she means me!! Uh damn!! I can't escape!! What do I do!?? Did she just inadvertently reference Taken!?

“Good morning Pinkie, um… what do you mean somepony new? It's just Sweetie and I here today.” Rarity said setting her things down and walking over to the clearly irritated marefriend and nuzzled her. Pinkie Pie nuzzled her back with a bright smile and a happy hum.

“Helloooo Rarity~♡” She said with love and affection in her voice as she rubbed her nose against my sister’s nose.

“Ever since last night, I've been having knobby knees, twitchy tail, and flippy floppy ears!!” she said going through the motions as her knees wobbled, tail twitched, and ears flopped lazily.

“Which means somepony new is here! But but, I've been searching all over Ponyville for them and it lead me here!!” she whined clearly distressed that she couldn't find the pony, mainly me, in question.

“Well, you are certainly free to look around my shop Pinkie, just remember to clean up any mess you make okay? I would help, but I'm a little behind on my orders and I simply must get Hazy Spring’s dress done.” She said nuzzling her again but distracted as she went back to her workstation to finish her orders, clearly not having time for Pinkie being Pinkie.

I slid further back on the couch ears flopped down, how could I forget!? PINKIE KNEW!! Of course she would know!! She is the most intuitive pony in Equestria and no pony could sense things more than her. I was dead, at least I masturbated once as a girl but I was totally dead.

Pinkie dropped to her belly and sniffed the ground like a bloodhound would, crawling forward as she diligently continued her righteous quest of finding the newcomer and partying them. I watched her in abject horror and fascination as she walked and slid over things that would normally take more effort to get over. Often disappearing out of one out line of sight spot to appear in a entirely different spot not even close to where she had started.

Eventually her nose led her down toward me, the soft snuffling of her breath cute and weird as she came ever closer to me. If I don't move she probably couldn't see me, her sight was based on motion after all. I closed my eyes, sweating as the sniffing came up and close to my face which I could hear her breath next to my ear then it stopped.

I cracked a single eye open as I looked at the pink mare just inches from my face, her smile seeming to burst from her lips.

“HAI IM-" She shouted but I threw my hooves forward and placed them into her mouth, she continued to talk though now it was muffled with hooves firmly into her lips.

“P-Pinkie!” I hissed gesturing for her to come closer which she looked confused for a second then nodded, which I slowly removed my hooves and she started whispering immediately afterward.

“Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie, best party pony in Ponyville!! Why do you look and sound just like Sweetie Belle? You don't smell like a changeling- oh oh oh!! Are you Sweetie Belle’s long lost twin sister!!” she whispered back excitedly, “But but! I can tell Sweetie Belle is here too but you are also here but Sweetie is sitting in front of me! How can that be!? Are you both Sweetie Belle and somepony new?” she asked in her excited tone as her expression turned from one to the next at her speculations.

Wait Sweetie Belle was here!? Does that mean I didn't kill her!? I felt choked up and relieved at the same time that Sweetie was still here somehow.

“Pinkie, please hush, let me explain.” I said looking over the excitable pony to my sister who was still working on her dress diligently. The mare smiled and nodded closing her lips for the time being, which her lips looked really super duper soft and full.

“Okie-doki-loki!” she said back in her hushed tone, which was the one, you know the one where she’s trying really hard to be quiet but her volume setting did not go down past five.

“I… I-I'm not Sweetie Belle yes… at least I don't think I am, I don't know what happened but… um I think I might be some kinda alien thought construct that implanted itself in her mind… I'm really glad she is okay if you feel like she is still here.” I whispered back that feeling of relief touching me again that I hadn't murdered Sweetie Belle forever.

“Do you have a name?” Pinkie asked nodding jovily “I heard from Rainbow Dash that you got hurt but I'm glad you are okay!!” She said nuzzling my cheek, the affection was very wholesome and made heat dance across my cheeks.

“I… I don't really know, if I did I don't have it any more. Calling me Sweetie Belle is fine, the less suspicious it would be.” I said autonomously nuzzling her back.

“Hmm… why would it be suspicious to have a name?” She said her big baby blue eyes glimmering with curiosity.

“I… I don't think anypony would react well if they knew I was in Sweetie Belle. Can you imagine how Rarity would react? She’d hate me forever! The princesses would lock me up in a jar somewhere after Twilight removed me!” I hissed in worry, as Pinkie’s eyes went wide.

“I-I don't think they would do that!! You are somepony new! The princesses are super duper ruper nice! They would wanna help.” She said but she stuttered ar first which made me cautious.

“I don't wanna take the chance that could make me a paperweight! To the moon Pinkie!! To the moon!” I said a little louder waving my hoof upward. Pinkie scrunched her nose at that looking kinda torn between doing the right thing and telling but also worried that what if her friends did hate the new pony inside Sweetie Belle she would never get to be friends with them.

“C-Can I still throw you a welcome to Ponyville party?” she asked looking hopeful. My brain screeched to a grinding stop as I looked at possibly my favorite pony in all of Equestria, I didn't want to make her sad like ever. A sad Pinkie is like a really really burnt cookie aftertaste that never went away when you eat it.

“Okay… yes, but!!” I said as her face lit up like Christmas morning, I held up a hoof. “It's just gotta be me and you, okay? Everypony would think it really weird that you are throwing a welcome to Ponyville party to Sweetie Belle.”

She nodded, extremely happy that I wanted a party.

“fantastarific!! Hey! How do you know everypony already? You knew my name and even I am not that good.” she said squinting at me in Pinkie suspicion, I gave her a weak smile.

“Whatever I came from… uh I’ve been a observer of everypony.” she tilted her head at this bit otherwise say anything, which was a relief I kinda sounded like a stalker…

“ I’ve even seen the possible future. If we dont mess it up of course, basically I know a lot about the six element users but nothing truly personal like private life or anything. Like I didn't know you were in a relationship with Rarity until this morning.” I said gesturing to our sister in the distance, she currently had several pins in her mouth and was concentrating on a particular detailed segment of the dress.

She was ‘in the zone’ and nothing could break her concentration now, it was really cute actually.

“Really?” she asked intrigued, “Well you are aren't the Sweetie Sweetie so you wouldn't know, I’ve been with Rarity three years now.” she looked up thinking, she was so adorable I felt my heart patter with the company of butterflies flapping around my belly.

Pinkie Pie! The one and only, the one that tended to fight for dominance of the best spot with Twilight being her contender. Right in front of me!! My words fell from my mouth before I thought.

“Actually out of all six of you, you tend to be my favorite right alongside Twilight because I relate to her personally. I like smart and purple. So she kinda fits the bill.” I said softly with a smile, Pinkie smiled holding back tears

“Wowie, nopony ever thought of me their favorite right off the bat.” She whispered giving me a nuzzle which I nuzzled her back.

“I'm gonna call you Warm Smile, cuz you made my heart warm and smiley. So now what?” She asked giving me a chaste kiss on the cheek for all the affection and possibly as thanks. I blushed, I kinda wanted to kiss her on the lips not just on the cheek.

“Learn how to walk and then magic, so I can whip up a spell to give Sweetie Belle her body back.” I said then frowned, “Maybe learn how to read before I learn how to use magic.”

“Warm Smile I really think we should get Twily to help, she knows more about magic than anypony I know.” she said in a worried tone, I looked over at Pinkie who had genuine concern touching her eyes. I bit my lip, I know I should confess but… but… I don't know.

“sigh okay… okay we need to tell Twilight, just Pinkie promise you won't let her banish me please?” I asked fear of disappearing lining my voice, “I’ve… I’ve watched you guys for a long time and I love you all… I… I don't want to disappear and not get a chance to love you.” I choked a few tears rolling down my cheeks, I cursed these sudden emotions.

I guess it's something involved in how our species evolved, it is rare for humans to ever feel a true sense of contentment we always crave for something. Memories of having my own moment of deep reflection that I craved something beyond the human condition and the spiralling depression that consumed me that I was going to die a slave to the redundancy of our existence.

This world had something in it I craved, I wanted to feel that content feeling I had on the train. That feeling of being whole. It was something I had never experienced, but then again it could of been the disconnect that autism tended to give those who want to be social. Empathy was simply a self gain feeling at least it was for me, and when I looked up at the stars at night my whole being ached for simply being there and not… elsewhere.

Here was happiness, here was was magic, here was hope.

Pinkie frowned hopping onto the couch with me and giving me a warm hug. She smelled like baked goods, sugar cotton candy, and her own unique smell.

“Hey… Hey… you are my friend, I Pinkie Promise cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my ey-Ow!” she said going through the motions and accidentally poking herself in the eye which I gave a watery chuckle.

“Twilight isn't going to be back till next week, she is off in the San Palimo at a dig site where I supposedly came from. Because I don't remember anything before waking up as Sweetie Belle. Like I know things about myself but a lot of details like my parents, name, life history with others is just blank. Same with memories of Sweetie, I don't know anything but the more non private activities Sweetie Belle has done like her adventures with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo.” I said in a dejected way, this sucked. Pinkie scooted closer and nuzzled my ear trying to give me some comfort, I was happy that ponies were so affectionate it made it a lot easier to talk about these things.

“Even then I wasn't privy to her emotions or thoughts, it was like I was there but unseen and unheard. Like a ghost kinda.” I said looking down at my crossed hooves.

“hmmm, I'm sorry Warm Smile…” she said softly, her voice carrying the truth of the statement. “What do you know about me?” she asked curious now.

“I know that you grew up on a Rock Farm, with your three sisters. Maud, Marble, and Limestone Pie. I know how you got your cutie mark, a big rainbow boom filled you with so much joy you wanted to share that joy and became the best party pony in Equestria, I know you are the element of laughter and love everypony.” I said looking up at her with admiration.

“I can't tell you more because… technically a lot of stuff I know more about you happens because it's in the future.”

Pinkie blushed her cheeks going a tad darker than the rest of her “That's all true, I dont think I've told Sweetie Belle any of that before.” she said a bit of embarrassment showing on her cheeks.

“Yeah, well, like I've said I've watched you for a long time… also… I'm um a lot older I think than Sweetie. Probably around your age because I don't remember my exact age. S-sorry I should of told you that sooner.” I said quickly feeling embarrassed that I took advantage to get nuzzles and kisses from Pinkie.

Pinkie’s face darkened a bit more with a blush as she looked my face over to see if that was true. I couldn't look her in the eyes, then I felt her nuzzle my cheek again.

“Its okay. I know what that's like, watching somepony for so long you want to be loved by them... It’s why I joined Rarity’s herd, when she and Rainbow got together, crazy as it sounds, Rainbow is actually really soft and girly on the inside and Rarity understands what Rainbow really wants… I wanted to be apart of their lives.” Pinkie said smiling and looking down at her own hooves.

“Is it alright if I say something Pinkie, and this might be a little weird coming from somepony who looks like Sweetie Belle.” I said looking for her approval, she scrunched her nose cutely before nodding lightly. She was too cute, I couldn't stop myself. I don't think I could've stopped myself even if I wanted to, there was no inhibition on this brain so it just said whatever it thought aloud.

“I… Um… I wanted to be apart of your life… as friends or maybe even... lovers.” I cringed as I said this, it sounded really awkward coming from a young filly. My inner self slapped me on the knuckles for being such a weirdo but I distinctly remember even though I had been a entirely different species and knowing they were fictional characters that if I ever… ever had the chance I would try to pursue my three favorites, be it in human form or otherwise.

Now it just made it a trillion times more awkward that I happen to look, sound, and smell like Sweetie Belle but be a entirely different person.

“oh… Oh!!” she said looking confused at first then surprised as she gave me a cringed lopsided grin. She rubbed the back of her head her hoof getting lost in the curly mess that was her mane as she looked away her face a very dark pink.

I sighed placing my head on the couch and giving up. Me and my massive mouth, I should of not said anything because now she’s gonna worry about my feelings and the fact I'm a almost teen pony. Perhaps the moon was a good place to contemplate my own life and actions. Man having a filly brain made me pretty stupid, I spoke before I thought and I think a hell of a lot.

Overthinking is one of my best qualities! How else would I ramble about pony economics and the value of bits and their relation of gold to value ratio!? What you don't think of that? Oh well, excuse me bucko I have fictional currency to evaluate in my spare time.

Platinum by the way, it's probably platinum. Low chance rate of formation making it rare. Thus gold is based off the amount of platinum within the coin.

Welp, now I've screwed up I’ll just try to crawl over to the other side of the couch and wait for my doom.

“Warm Smile?” Pinkie asked as I attempted to drag my own body across the plush couch I sat on similar to how a zombie with no lower torso would drag itself.

“You don’t have to say anything Pinkie, I'm already putting myself in the ring for making things more awkward than needed. Twelve Rounds, bare fist, knockout only.” I said through gritted teeth, the crawl being more effort than I thought. At least I was moving, so I take the small victory where I can.

“Its!” Pinkie said her voice little higher than the whisper we were keeping at, “Its… not awkward… maybe a little bit.” I rolled my eyes, trust me I know Pinkie thank you for layering the cake.

“I… it's just nopony really… um… pursues me. I've always had to… you know, like go after others deliberately otherwise… nopony really pays attention.” She said rubbing her arm, biting her own lip. She threw her hooves up as I raised a eyebrow at her.

“D-Don't get me wrong! Rarity and our herd loves me a lot, it's just… I usually have to look for more…” she blushed looking flustered, now this was a predicament. Usually in most renditions of Pinkie besides cannon, Pinkie is often betrayed as innocent, fun loving and sort of one dimensional. The opposite side of that spectrum was that she was promiscuous and often obsessive, no one ever really considers that Pinkie is a actual individual.

I've always seen Pinkie as a individual, someone who like her cannon counterpart was a crazy fun loving party pony who can bend time and space, but at the end of the day she had her own opinions and desires beyond just cupcakes and parties. I never really thought that Pinkie might feel undesired in a more romantic pretense, though considering she nearly broke when she believed that her friends were avoiding her was the obvious sign that she wanted to be seen.

That insecurity of not knowing if someone wanted her, needed her or even desired to pursue her. Pinkie was not the taste for many of a normal people, she was a very niche kind of pony that you either liked having around or just held at a distance. Knowing she had to ask to join the herd Rarity had started, it was probably scary to know someone wanted her.

Even if that someone was in the body of her herd mate’s little sister. I seethed a little on the inside that she obviously felt that way so why didn’t my sister see it? Ah yes, of course, friendship lessons, they were oblivious to their own faults and thus never brought them up. Until Twilight manages to pull a miracle and notice then solve the problem with a few bits of common sense and logic, that's where she and I were similar. We think about things way to much and thus when she’s observing things we break things down to their simple components.

“Seriously? Nopony has wanted to be with you?” I asked astonished, Pinkie gave a rueful smile and shook her head.

“Its… nice, that you want me, I've just met you but it's really nice to hear somepony say they want me. Even if it is a little weird that it's coming from somepony who looks and sounds just like Sweetie Belle… you don't act like Sweetie Belle and I can sense when somepony lies to me, Applejack told me how.” She said looking at Rarity who was laughing somewhat madly as she added bows to the dress. I worried for her stress levels, doing from scratch custom jobs must take a lot of mental fortitude.

“M-Maybe if you get some help from Twilight and we figure out how to get the old Sweetie Belle back… W-would you like to maybe see each other sometime? It… it would be really awkward as you are… now.” She said scratching her nose, which I nodded understanding the hesitation.

“Dont worry about it, let's just focus on being friends and getting Sweetie back yeah?” I said giving her a look of complacency, it was better than nothing. Better to start a relationship as platonic friends.

“Yeah.” she said with a small smile, there was a moment of silence between us but Rarity saved our bacon.

“I'm doooooonnnneeee!!” she cried out in a sing song voice, her dress complete with sparkle and dazzle effects. It was a purple and white dress that flowed around with the illusion of smoke or fog.

She had a small sheen of sweat on her brow, her mane was a bit frayed on the end but otherwise she looked satisfied with her creation.

“I see you two have become thick as thieves while I worked, did you find what you were looking for darling?” Rarity asked whipping her forehead of the excess moisture. Pinkie hopped up from her spot bouncing off toward Rarity, not before giving me a small hug.

“Yep yep! It was closer than I expected!” she chirped happily where she stopped in front of Rarity and rubbed noses with her.

“That's wonderful darling, I take it Sweetie has told you of her condition?” Pinkie nodded her head, “Excellent, Pinkie if you would be so kind to take her off my hooves for a outing no doubt she is bored out of her horn just sitting there watching me work. A bit of fresh air would do her some good.” Rarity suggested to her marefriend with a smile and a quick glance my way.

“Scootaloo and Apple Bloom most likely are serving their time today and won't be able to keep Sweetie company, I have two more dresses lined up for today and I'm most likely to finish them by the evening.”

“Sure!! Sounds like fun! Sweetie and I can go over to Sugar cube corner!” Pinkie announced, I smiled myself excited to see the Cakes and the fabled Sugar Cube Corner in reality.

“Yeah!!” I squeaked, damn my own cuteness. “Pinkie wanted to throw me a ‘Get well Sweetie Belle and glad you’re safe’ Party!” I called over, Pinkie Pie gave me a very happy look and I could see the childlike excitement to throw a party dancing in her baby blues.

“Exactly! Sweetie also wanted to try my super yum-arific tasty blue blueberry chocolate surprise cupcake! I've been testing it out and it's really yummy so far but I wanted another pony’s opinion on it.” Pinkie bounced, you could even hear a small jump sound effect as she bounced.

“That sounds wonderful darling, just remember Sweetie is still recovering and is having a hard time with her own body listening to her so make sure to keep a close eye on her okay? Oh and make sure she does no magic, doctor's orders.” she tuted coming over to me with Pinkie which she levitated me onto Pinkie’s back giving me a soft nuzzle a quick peck on the cheek.

“You be good for Pinkie Sweetie, sorry I couldnt spend time with you today but orders are orders and they need to be done for my business.” She said hesitantly giving me a once over.

“Don’t worry sis, I know you are making the bits for all that food in the fridge. Thanks for working so hard.” I said truthfully.

Rarity blushed ever so slightly giving me a warm smile.

“Of course darling, got to take care of my little sister after all.” she said proudly puffing out her fuzzy chest. I giggled despite myself, it felt good, you know?

“Well back to the grindstone dears, should you need me you know where to find me.” Rarity sighed trotting off back to her work station.

“Letsa go!” Pinkie cheered taking off at a even canter toward the door. Once outside I relaxed a bit feeling the warm sun on my face and the perfect temperature of the Pegasus weather team’s hard work.

“It's a wonderful day.” I breathed inhaling the fresh air, think that fresh mountain air. “So are we going to Sugar Cube? Cuz I'm fine with that, I've always wanted to meet the Cakes.” I chirped giving a passerby a happy smile which they smiled back giving a small wave.

“I wasn't lying about the super duper yummy blueberry chocolate surprise cupcake! It's my newest creation and I've been waiting for somepony to try it!” Pinkie snickered.

“Do ponies not try your creations often?” I watched a cloud being moved by a Pegasus far up in the sky, it was very cool.

“Heheh… well not really, ever since I tried mixing orange flavoring with mint ponies are cautious of trying new things with me.” I looked down at her with a raised eyebrow which she gave her best sheepish grin.

“what's the surprise then?” I asked leaning back, ready to run if necessary things here tasted twice as good and I wasn't going to let Pinkie ruin it for me. Yes I know can’t run, but that doesn't mean I sure as hell can't try.

“Sseeeeecreeeet!!” she whispered picking up her pace. I swallowed thickly, hoping that there wasn't anything strange about this cupcake.

“Tell me about yourself Warm Smile~” Pinkie said turning a corner in the main square, which town hall was as majestic as it was in the show. The arches were tall as a five stories with long flowing banners of some sort of significance lining the walls between the long windows.

That gothic era atheistic was quite nice if a little showy, as most English countryside villages sported similar vintage architecture which earned them tourism. I suspected this was the case considering Las Pegasus and Manehatten was clearly in the modern age or perhaps a neo steampunk modernism. I guess because of the lack of competition from neighboring countries the whole power and tech race was null and void.

Not to mention the two beings that controlled the celestial bodies with a mere thought and a bit of magic, in control of said country would lead to a hesitancy in any other faction or country to warrant any sort of hostility toward the two. I silently laughed at the other fanfictions that had Griffons or some other race including ponies as bad guys trying to fight against the very beings that could incinerate their planet just by simply pulling the celestial bodies close.

I would guess that if Luna so desired she could just pull the moon in such a way she could cause a whole continent to sink beneath a tidal wave the size of eighteen empire state buildings. I shuddered at the thought that ponies and others had the audacity to even try, like if Chrysalis really had won what was she going to do when the sun slowly turned the land into a barren waste and so hot that it begins to create slag and lava? The other side if of the planet would turn into a icy death pit while the only livable space would become the line between night and day.

Sure, be my guest villains go on destroy the planet you wanna rule. Tirik probably would of been okay since he ate the magic of the sisters and could eventually after he was done stomping around start the cycle. Discord was just Discord, as evident he caused a rapid change in night and day which would cause the most chaos from a ecosystem standpoint.

I blinked as I was nudged by Pinkie, oh yes, that's right questions.

“Sorry, was distracted. Um well I know a lot of things but a lot of it comes and goes, I like drawing and art, I love science and overthinking things, I know I’m a bit of the silent type when it comes to social interaction. My brain is often doing more talking than my mouth will, I know that I am from a different world.” I listed off the things I currently knew about myself.

“A different world?” Pinkie asked looking both curious and excited at this, though then again Pinkie always looked excited.

“Oh, yes, allow me to introduce my species, Homosapien Sapien ala Human for short, which is Latin similar to pony-latin for Wise Man. In reality it is circumstantial whether or not we are wise, because humans can be immovable block heads that are so set in their ways that those in power do nothing to stop disease, crime, and the destruction of our ecosystems in the name of regressive progress.” I said snarky at the irony of my species, oh yes we could be great there were many examples of great philanthropy, but most were just dunderheads to blind to see their own destruction.

It was like when I learned the hard way of trying to help someone, no one ever moved till they moved themselves, same with society until there was enough movement to change than we simply just banged ourselves against the figurative wall.

“oooooh, so I take it not everpony was nice there?” she said a little sad to hear that.

“No, unfortunately, you got the rare few who were saints in all but name but they tend to be overwhelmed by the greed humans have. It's the defining difference between humans and ponies Pinkie, humans don't know how to control their greed and it ruins them and others. Otherwise humans and ponies can be similar, though griffins are more akin to humans. Greedy and big meanie pants.” I said in a huff.

“I get the feeling you don't really like hoomans, even though you say you are one…” she wondered looking back at me.

“Don’t misunderstand me, I love humans as much as I dislike them. Some ‘people’” I said air quoting this as best I could.

“Are quite nice and care about the populace, their home world, and the way humans are moving. Others tend to simply care mostly about their lives and the others in their social niches and barely bother looking beyond their groups and are neutral to humanity as a whole. Then you have the group that tends to gain power through violence or deception to nurture their lusts for money or power over others, imagine the high class ponies in Canterlot.” I said setting an example.

Pinkie gave me her thinking face and nodded.

“Now imagine them ruling like griffins instead of the wonderful princesses.”

Pinkie’s face fell into horror as the emotions played across her face.

“That's awful!! Those ponies don't know how to have fun or party!! Most of them ARE big meanie pants!!” Pinkie gasped.

“That's our government people ‘working’ as intended, it's hard to voice our outcries of injustice because they don't listen and when they do they interpret it in their own way so they gain the most benefit of it. Trying to impeach them from government positions is harder than removing Twilight from her books.” I said sighing, which Pinkie patted me on the side and turned her head to give me a knowing smile.

“Twilight really loves her books, it's hard to get her out of the library sometimes.” Pinkie chuckled, we weaved our way through the marketplace which I saw the resident silent protagonist Big Mac ponying the Apple family stall. We waved and he waved back, Big Mac was a beast of a pony he stood a head taller than us. He was broad like his sister but the hard defined muscles of endless labor was very flattering for his big green eyes and shy smile.

He was essentially the pony equivalent of those generic romance novels cowboys, you know the ones that have the half naked man dipping the barely dressed woman in front of a canyon or some shit for a kiss and all that.

Hot, shy and probably well endowed. I dare not look in case I have a weird hormonal surge and become blinded by a desire to be rotted. Embarrassing would not be the word I would use if that was the case.

I've already seen enough fan art to know what his penis looked like, and I didnt ship him with anyone but Sugar Belle even though that came late in the series. Note: Make sure we don't make things really awkward for Big Mac when he asks Sugar Belle out to be his special Somepony, and refuse to take part in the love poison Apple Blooms suggests.

Cheerilee was super cute but she and Mac just weren't made for one another.

“Is Twilight as adorkable as I know? Like she makes checklists of her checklists, does a cute little panic dance and has a fear of quesadillas?” I asked watching Big Mac sell a dozen apples to Carrot Top as we left the marketplace.

Pinkie giggled till she snorted cutely trying to hide her laughter with a hoof.

“Its true!! I love that word to describe her! Adorkable! She is very adorkable, Twilight hasn't ever had a marefriend before so she does a lot of cute things when she thinks we aren't paying attention~” Pinkie smiled brightly thinking of Twilight.

“She likes to mumble things under her breath, and I've seen her dance and sing while she cleaned her room. Twilight doesn't know how to dance well so she ends up knocking things over giving herself more work.” she laughed as I laughed too, thank the nine divines that Twilight is and always will be a adorkable pony.

“Don’t tell anypony I told you this because she tells you guys eventually, but Twilight when she was a filly about my age she made book forts to hide in.” I said giving Pinkie a devious grin, Pinkie managed to put her hoof to her mouth to stop herself from squeaking from the cuteness.

“Now you have embarrassment blackmail, you are welcome.” I laughed like a bad super villain, which Pinkie followed suit and we laughed like cheesy super villains.

“Here we are! Best place this side of Ponyville!!” She said gesturing to the Sugar Cube corner. It was picturesque of a gingerbread house, like I could literally see the tile work artistically designed to look like gingerbread while the roof edges were carved in such a way that it was like swirls like a actual icing. Whoever built this bakery was a wonderful artist and had done so with a lot of love.

The smell of fresh bread and confections of all kinds of baked goods wafted in from the open door a few of the local constabulary was hanging outside at guard. Wait, why is there guards outside the Sugar Cube?

Pinkie seemed to have the same idea as she slowed down and peeked inside.

“Pinkie Pie, Sweetie Belle good to see you.”

Celestia, Diarch of Equestria and Progenitor of the Sun was sitting at a table with Luna, Lady of the Night and Caretaker of Dreams. Enjoying what looked like a spot of tea and biscuits with the Cakes in the background looking very nervous as their rulers were sitting down at one of their tables

Oh shit, this wasnt good.

Author's Notes:

Things are picking up!!

Another chapter done a lot more to go, if yah got any questions or see any grammar mistakes I made that I didn't see let me know

Note: he isnt going to be found out just yet, the sisters are here for a different reason