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A Chronicle of Choices

by Gylden Glor

Chapter 61: Confusion and Rarity (The Train, Day 4)

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Peter finally awoke, sending Rainbow Dash into giddy hysterics.

"Thank Celestia you're okay, Peter!!"

Peter sat up, holding his forehead in his palm, his bandage rough against his head.

"Ugh...okay is an exaggeration...I'm hungover as shit..."

Rainbow Dash chuckled, and threw her wings around him, pulling him back down onto the hammock.

"I was afraid you'd go into a coma. Twilight said there was a chance of you going into one."

Peter smiled, and curled up in the embrace, moving as close to Rainbow Dash as physically possible, her heartbeat making him feel safe and happy as he pressed his forehead into her chest, closing his eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. He moved his legs until he could lie on his side comfortably, without the cyan Pegasus' hooves constantly chafing his knees.

"Well, good thing I didn't, huh?"

Rainbow Dash chuckled, and held him tighter, love pouring out through her heart to him.

"Ugh...my head..."

She kissed Peter on the forehead, smiling.

"Stop complaining so much, Peter. You're gonna be alright."

Peter smiled, and nuzzled his marefriend, loving every moment of their embrace.

"Oh, by the way, we lost Rarity last night."

Peter chuckled, amazed at how calmly she had said it.

"That's it? Like, 'oops! We lost a living being last night!'"

Rainbow Dash joined in on the chuckling.

And then, Peter's head started to clear up.

"Oh, shit. We lost Rarity!?"

"Yeah. We're looking for her everywhere."

Peter pushed himself off of Rainbow Dash slightly, and shimmied upwards until his face was level with hers.

"Let me help you guys."

Rainbow Dash pulled him tighter, his heartbeat and her heartbeat dancing together.

"Peter, you've never drunk alcohol before, right?"

"Yeah, and?"

"You need time to recover. This is your first hangover. It's a horrible idea to spend it searching for somepony."

"Mmph...I guess you're right..."

His eyes started to close. His head hurt so much, and he was so tired...

"I'm going to sleep for a bit, Rainbow Dash...my head just hurts so much, and I'm so tired..."

Rainbow Dash nodded, pulling him closer to himself, looking him directly in the eyes.

"Good night, Peter..."

He smiled, and gave her a tired, sloppy kiss.

"I love you, Dashie..."

The cyan Pegasus smiled, letting him rest his head in the crook of his neck, their roles from the day past reversed.

"I love you too, Peter."

Rainbow Dash smiled, wanting nothing more than to stay like this for the rest of her life as Peter fell back to sleep, his mind awash with pain and love.


Later...

This time, when Peter woke up, he was painfully aware of the profound absence of Rainbow Dash. Also, there was a slight tingling that he couldn't quite place his finger on. However, there was a ferocious pounding in his head, that he could definitely put his entire hand on.

He stretched, rubbing his eye with a hoof-

Wait a second...hold on...wait...hold on...wait...hold on a second...wait...wait...wait a second...wait...hold on...what?

He struggled to determine what had happened, his mind still fuzzy and not exactly working properly.

I...I have a hoof...

He looked down, to see that his clothes were nowhere to be found, but rather, a red coat glistened in the morning sun, the sunroof letting in the streaks of morning.

I'm a pony...

He sat up, his legs bending at angles that seemed awkward to him, yet felt fine to his body.

What the fuck...

He stretched, the muscles in his wings feeling refreshed and-

I have wings. I'm a Pegasus.

Finally, his mind began to clear, allowing him to muddle it with panic and excitement, which begot pain.

I'm a Pegasus! Sweet! Wait...how did I become a Pegasus? Am I dead? Is this like 'Living the Dream'? What the fuck...

"Good Morning, Peter."

He wheeled around to see Rainbow Dash, obviously struggling to hold back laughter.

"Morning, Rainbow Dash. Would you mind explaining to me...why I'm a pony?"

The cyan Pegasus couldn't hold it anymore. She burst into tears and laughter, laying on her back in the hammock, making it sway. Peter swayed with it, still unsteady on the new appendages.

"Uh...that's my fault."

He looked down to see a sheepish Twilight, an amazed Fluttershy, a confused Spike, a bouncing Pinkie Pie, and a thoughtful Applejack.

"What do you mean, Twilight?"

The lavender unicorn blushed, looking away from Peter's incredulous gaze.

"I...I was trying to find Rarity, as we somehow lost her last night...and...I used a 'pony finding' spell, right? Well, turns out it wasn't a pony finding spell, it was a 'pony transforming' spell. So, I accidentally...turned you into a pony."

Peter rubbed his eyes with his hooves, holding back a bout of laughter.

"Uh...okay...is this permanent?"

"No. It lasts for six hours."

Peter nodded, relieved that he wouldn't be stuck as a pony forever.

Ponies may be awesome, but I spent fifteen years as a human...kinda used to dem fingers...

He looked over at Rainbow Dash as she moved next to him, his new body bringing them to equal heights.

"I think you look pretty cool, Peter."

Peter smiled, trying (and failing) to put his wing around Rainbow Dash. All he managed to do was brush her shoulder lightly, before bringing it back into place.

"Peter, do you want to see what you look like?"

Peter looked down at Twilight, thinking.

"Yeah, sure, why not."

A mirror was magically levitated towards him, and he gazed into it, dubious as he examined his body.

"What in the hell..."

He looked at his wings, amazed that they were extended, as he hadn't even noticed the feathered appendages moving at all.

"I look mad weird..."

Rainbow Dash entered the mirror, expertly wrapping her wing around him, making him rather jealous.

"I think you look awesome, Peter."

He smiled, and kissed the cyan Pegasus rather clumsily, as he was not used to having to work around a muzzle.

"Now, come on, let's get your wings working."

He smiled at her, nervousness coursing through him as he sat up, Rainbow Dash coaching him on how to properly extend his wings. The screens surrounding the hammock immediately came down, the mirror returned to its place.


Two hours later...

"Come on, just try it again. You can do it."

Peter frowned in frustration, his wings furling back into place.

For the past hour and a half, (the two of them had spent the first half hour perfecting their kissing,) Rainbow Dash had been giving him instructions on how to extend his wings. She threw him instructions, such as, 'let it come naturally', or, 'just concentrate and do it, it's just like using your hands.' Time and time again, all he had managed to do was extend his wings an inch, or smack Rainbow Dash with them, who was seated directly behind him, whispering confidence and determination into his ear, occasionally rubbing the joints of his wings to help limber them up.

Peter took a deep breath, and closed his eyes, feeling for the muscles in his wings. He focused on the appendages, listening to the information they sent his mind, feeling how the muscles moved in minute ways, feeling how he could control them...

He nodded, and attempted to extend his wings once more. They slowly rose from his body, agonizingly slow, until they passed an inch.

"Come on, come on, you can do it..."

They slowly picked up speed, and reached two inches off of his body.

"Yes, you can do it, Peter, that's it. You're doing great."

Three inches.

"Great Peter, great!"

Four inches...

"You're almost there! Just keep going, Peter, just keep-"

Rainbow Dash.

"Ow!"

Peter quickly retracted his wings, and turned to inspect Rainbow Dash, despite the pain in his right wing, which felt as though it was on fire.

"Are you okay, Dashie?"

She nodded, rubbing the spot where Peter had hit her with a hoof.

"Yeah, but you need to learn more control, Peter. We only have four hours left."

Peter nodded, rolling the joints of his wings.

"Ugh...they hurt like hell..."

Rainbow Dash placed a hoof on his shoulder.

"Lie down for a bit. Take a break, you've deserved it."

Peter smiled, and lay down on his side, at the same time that Rainbow Dash did, her wings already wrapped around him. She kissed him, relieved that they could at least do that much...

"I see you've gotten kissing down to a 't', though, Peter."

Peter smiled, and swallowed as he kissed her again. He was going to try something he hadn't tried before...

Slowly, unsteadily, his tongue extended, reaching for Rainbow Dash's mouth, and, thus, her tongue. He edged forward, centimeter by centimeter, when...

He found Rainbow Dash's tongue, which had been unsteadily extending at the same time as his tongue. As soon as their tongues touched, the two pulled back, looking into each others' eyes, longing for that connection once more.

Together, they sat up, words lost as they immediately met lips once more, not moving as their tongues unsteadily reached for each other, searching for their companions in the darkness.

When their tongues met once more, they didn't pull back. Rather, they had their tongues dance dances of love and passion, using their lips to bring their mouths closer together, both of their eyes closed.

Peter's mind was awash with ecstasy, love, and so many things. He lathered Rainbow Dash's tongue with his saliva, loving every second of the wet, sloppy kiss, driving his tongue the farthest it could go in her mouth, knowing full well what would be happening 'down there' if he had been a human in that moment...

Rainbow Dash's mind was awash with ecstasy, the emotional input from her wings, and the feeling of Peter's tongue on hers giving her bursts of love. She swirled her tongue around Peter's, knowing full well that the kiss would help him extend his wings.

And then, it happened. His mind was so filled with love, that he could easily control the wings, a new drive filling him as his wings shot out and enveloped her, the sensitive appendages sending him physical and emotional jolts of love and ecstasy, if not pleasure. He pressed himself to her, as close as he could possibly get, wrapping his hind legs around her for good measure.

They continued kissing, even as they fell onto their sides, their tongues dancing almost as frantically as their hearts, which they could feel beating like crazy through each others' chests.

Finally, they parted, staring into each others' eyes and blushing madly.

"Peter...your wings..."

Peter smiled, grateful that he wasn't a human in that split second, for two reasons. One, his hind legs were wrapped around her, two, the sensations that his wings gave him were amazing.

She smiled, going back in for more, the half hour straight of kissing sending her mind into a crazed state.

"Let's do that again..."

Peter smiled, and they passed the next half hour kissing.

At the end of the half hour, Peter felt a strange tingling sensation, and he was suddenly aware of fur touching something, something very sensitive.

Shit...how the fuck...

Rainbow Dash pulled back, seemingly appalled.

"Peter, we were just kissing. You should know better than to take that thing out!"

Peter blushed, and immediately tried to cover the unseemly addition to his body with his hooves, forgetting about his wings momentarily.

"S...s...sorry...I...I don't know how to...put it away..."

Rainbow Dash sighed, looking down at the hammock. The normally open-meshed material was now a solid fabric, and nopony could see or hear anything within the screens.

She sighed, and looked Peter in the eyes.

"Well, I guess I need to teach you how to use that, too."

She winked at Peter, and he blushed in response.

And then, Peter said the most romantic line anypony had ever said in the history of Equestria.

"Let's do this."


Meanwhile...

"Rarity!? Rarity!? RARITY!?"

Fluttershy winced, and Twilight simply took a deep breath, shouting the white unicorn's name again and again.

"Twilight, shut up!!"

Twilight wheeled around, about to shout down Pinkie Pie, when she noticed something very...odd.

"Really? Somepony fell in my mane?"

She seemed to be waiting for a response, and then spoke again.

"Thanks, Plant Guy!"

"Uh...sugarcube? What in the hay was all that about?"

"Isn't it obvious? Rarity is trapped in the jungle in my mane!"

Everypony simply stopped, and stared at the pink pony.

"She fell in my mane last night, and now she's stuck in the jungle! It used to be a small condominium, for a tiger and a bear, but eventually, the barrier between that and the jungle fell. Now there are a bunch of Stallion Eaters, Jungle Bats, and Hornets constantly causing havoc in there!"

Twilight raised an eyebrow, but decided to go along with it.

"So, now Rarity is in danger of being killed by a Stallion Eaters?"

Pinkie Pie nodded, and reached a hoof into her mane. Everypony looked to each other, rolling their eyes at Pinkie Pie's antics.

That is, until she pulled out a map.

"The building near the tip is the pneumatics block. Just south of that is the Greenhouse, where Plant Guy lives. Just near there is the incinerator, which the bailey runs past, and then there's a plaza. Connected to the plaza is the Storage room, and the Play Pen, for when Plant Guy gets bored. And then, there's the Jungle. It looks mild on that map, but, trust me, it's a whole other story. The pit is actually the center of a giant Stallion Eater. Unfortunately, Rarity is stuck in there."

Twilight blinked, and shoved her head into the tip of Pinkie Pie's mane. To her amazement, she saw everything that Pinkie Pie had described.

Right beneath her, was a large block, where pistons pumped furiously.

Farther on, was a greenhouse, its glass walls nothing like the walls in the map.

After that, all she could see was the healthy glow of the incinerator.

She pulled her head out, and moved to the back of Pinkie Pie's mane, the pink pony simply raising an eyebrow.

When she poked her head in, she immediately pulled it back out, as she had poked her head out into a small clearing. Where a Stallion Eater immediately snapped at her.

She backed away quickly, furiously panting, screaming in fear as the Stallion Eater barely poked out of Pinkie Pie's mane.

"Ahhh!! Everypony, get over here!"

Applejack stood in shock, staring at the head of the plant. It snapped at her, and she jumped backwards, ready to kick it into next Never.

Spike released a small jet of flame, enough to threaten the senseless plant, enraged that it had dared to hurt his Rarity.

Fluttershy shrank as far back as possible.

Pinkie Pie stood completely still, not wanting to move something in the jungle and give the Stallion Eater a chance to get out and eat up one of her friends.

"Ah...Ah...Ah'm confused. So, this is all real, and Rarity is stuck in there?"

Twilight nodded furiously.

"As soon as Peter is back to human form, we need to get in there..."

Applejack raised an eyebrow.

"Why when Peter's back to human form?"

"Because, he's no use in pony form. Also, Rainbow Dash is teaching him how to use his wings, so, yeah."

Applejack grabbed Twilight's shoulders and wheeled her towards herself.

"We can't leave Rarity in there. I'm going in, whether you want me to or not."

"If you guys are going in, go in from the tip!"

Just as Pinkie Pie spoke, the Stallion Eater thrust out a bit more, straining on its vine, getting closer and closer to its target.

Twilight had had enough. She magically grabbed the Stallion Eater, and froze it, immediately shattering the ice with a burst of pure will.

"There...now, Pinkie, what were you saying?"

"Thank you, Twilight...anyway, as I was saying, you guys should go in through the tip. I'll have Plant Guy meet you there, and then all of you can go down to Storage and stock up on supplies. I think that some of the supplies would be best for Peter, as there are one or two machetes in there..."

Twilight nodded, and looked back to everypony.

"Fluttershy, you stay here, so that when Peter and Rainbow Dash come down from the hammock, you can tell them where to go. We'll tell...'Plant Guy' to wait for Peter. Applejack, Spike, come with me. We're going in."

Applejack and Spike nodded, and the three of them instantly jumped into the tip of Pinkie Pie's mane without a moment's hesitation.

To Be Continued...


Note from the Author

Don't ask me where I got the idea from.
I don't know.

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