Captain Barehoof and Dana walked out of the restaurant, laughing.

"I told you I was faster Captain." Dana said while patting his back.

The Captain sighed with a smiled, "Your just lucky."

She shook her head laughing, "I sure am, but I also have skills."

The Captain chuckled, "We have to have a rematch sometime."

She nodded, "Oh, we will. How about tomorrow night?"

The Captain raised a eyebrow, "Are you asking me out?"

Dana's face lit up with a slight blush, "Maybe. Do you want to?"

The Captain put a hoof to his chin, thinking about it. He smiled and held up a hoof, "Its a date."

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Rainbow Dash landed in the park. While she was flying over, she had heard a very catchy tone. Curiosity took over and she landed to investigate.

Upon looking around for a few seconds, she saw a purple Pegasus playing a guitar. He was pretty good.

She smiled and walked over to him, "Hey, nice playing."

He looked up and smirked, "Thanks." He looked past her, "Want to know a secret?"

"Sure, bring it on." She replied with a smirk.

He pointed past her, "See that tree?"

Rainbow Dash turned around and looked at the tree. It looked like any normal tree, "Yeah, and?"

She turned back to the purple Pegasus. Something slammed into her face, wet and creamy.

"What the hay!" She yelled. She could hear somepony laughing.

"You should never turn away from me. Bad things may happen." She heard the Pegasus say.

Rainbow Dash whipped the creamy stuff of her face. Pie? "Why did you do that?!" She half asked, half screamed.

The Pegasus grinned, "Just perfecting my P.I.T.F. skills."

She stomped her hoof, "What the hay does that mean?"

He smiled evilly, "Pie in the face."

Rainbow Dash glared at him, "Your dead!"

He smirked, "Bring it on."

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I walked into my house, tired from today's work. So many tables, so many orders. Why am I the only waiter there? It's next to impossible to serve every table at once.

I sighed, I need some sleep.

I walked up the stairs to see Leonardo and Churchill staring at each other.

"What are you two up to?"

They both looked at me, and smiled.

Okay, that's kinda creepy. "What are you two doing?"

Churchill looked at his paw and shrugged.

They both went their separate ways.

That was strange. I shrugged and walked over to my door.

The door across from mine opened and Greg walked out. "Ahh, Lance. Just the guy I wanted to see."

I sighed and turned, "What is it Greg?"

Greg smiled, "I just read something in one of those old spell books Twilight gave me."

I nodded, "Okay, and what did you read?"

"A awesome spell."

"And its called?"

"Its called, 'True self revealed.'"

Yeah, that explains so much. "And what does it do?"

"It shows your true self, duh." He said like it was obvious.

I sighed, "Dude, I got that, but what does it do?"

He nodded, "Well, it shows who you really are."

Sounds cool. "Interesting."

"Yep, and I want you to be my test dummy."

I chuckled, "I'm no test dummy."

"Come on dude, please." He begged.

I sighed, why not. "Okay, fine. But you owe me."

He grinned, "Deal. Come in my room and I'll reread the information on how to do it." He turned and walked into his marijuana smoke filled room, motioning for me to follow.

I walked in and saw him opening an old looking book.

"Page two hundred and fifty three." He said as he read it to himself.

I looked around the room. He hasn't even tried to decorate his room yet.

"Okay, I think I know how to do it now." He said as he turned back to me.

I raised an eyebrow, "You think?"

He shrugged, "Yeah. Now are you going to shut up and let me concentrate or are you going to bitch about it?"

I held back a smile, "Just hurry and do your spell. I need to sleep."

Greg's horn glowed brightly. A green glow began to engulf me. Then it just stopped and his horn stopped glowing.

"What? Did it work?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No, I just need some weed." He said as a blunt floated up to his mouth.

I shook my head, "Really?"

He nodded, "Yep."

"Just do the damn spell." I said a little annoyed.

His horn began to glow again and the same green light engulfed me. A bright flash filled the room and I had a strange feeling in my gut.

I fell back and landed on his bed.

I heard Greg chuckled, "So that's what it means by true form."

I sat up, "What do you mean. I feel the same."

Greg walked up, "Dude, open your eyes and then you will see what I mean."

I shook my head, "Can't dude, that damn light was to bright. All I see is big bright dots."

A hoof connected with my head, "Does that help."

I sighed, "How the hell would that help."

"I don't know. Just wanted to hit you."

I sighed and put my hoof to my face. Wait, that doesn't feel like a hoof. It feels like a... "Greg, what did that spell do?"

I heard him laugh, "Open your eyes."

I forced my eyes open and they began to focus.

Greg used his magic to push a large mirror in front of me.

I squinted my eyes, and jumped back on the bed in shock.

I was a human again. Dress in the same black clothes I had been wearing when this all began. My black hair with red highlights was the same length as it had been, down to my neck.

Greg nodded his head, "Damn dude, you look like a punk rock dude. Which is weird since I though you would look like a nerd."

I blinked my eyes, "Change me back into a pony now!"

He shrugged, "I can't dude, you have to wait. It wears off after a while."

I stood, standing way over Greg. I was 5'9, he was 4'5. "How long does it last then."

"Five days."

My eyes widened, "Five fucking days!"

He shrugged, "Yep."

"I can't stay a human for five days." I said starting to pace.

"Sure you can dude. Now, explain the clothes. Because, I always pictured you wearing button up shirts and dress pants."

I sighed and looked at my clothes. My shirt was a black T-shirt with a light grey ace on it, along with a black plain jacket. My pants were worn light black jeans. Lastly, my shoes were red high tops. Why did I have to die wearing this stuff?

I looked down at Greg, "I don't usually wear those kind of clothes. I usually wear plaid and blue jeans."

Greg stifled a laugh, "I knew it. You was a nerd back on earth."

I shook my head, "No, I wasn't a damn nerd. I just chose to wear nerdy clothes is all."

He looked at my clothes, "Then why are you wearing emo slash punk clothes?"

I rubbed the back of my neck, "I was tying to impress a girl. See, me and my two friends, Jan and James, was having an End of The World party. Well, Jan had a thing for guys in black, so you know."

Greg grinned, "So you wore those clothes to impress a bitch, I see." He held up his hoof, "Way to go dude."

I chuckled and bumped his hoof, "Now, how am I going to explain this to Twilight?"

Greg turned and walked to the door, "Lets find out." He stuck his head out the door and yelled, "Yo Twilight, can you come to my room."

My eyes widened and I ran over to Greg and picked him up by the waist. Damn, he's heavy. "Greg, what the hell are you doing?"

"Getting Twilight so you can explain it to her."

I shook him, "Dude, I don't even know how to."

"Just say I did it. That's how my bro always got out of trouble."

I dropped him, "I'm so going to get you back."

He shrugged, "Alright, I don't care."

I took a step towards him, but stopped when I heard the sound of hoofs coming towards the door.

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Twilight made her way to Greg's room, wondering why he had called for her.

She rounded the corner and walked up to his rooms door, which was open. She stepped in, "What did you..." She stopped when she saw a strange creature standing on its hind legs.

She gasped and took a step back, looking the creature over. It's mane was black with red on the tips of some of the hair, and it wore black clothes that covered most of its body. The top seemed to have two layers of cloth, one under it with a strange design on it and the other that covered it had a zipper on it. On its feet was red shoes that were kinda high up. Its face was gentle looking, but had a certain look to it. To her, it looked strange and slightly frightening.

The creature stood up straight and smiled awkwardly, "Uhhhh, hey Twilight."

She looked at the creature in confusion. That voice, it can't be! "La..Lance, is that you."

The creature scratched the back of its head with its hoof... thing. "Yeah, its me."

She took a few steps closer, "What happened to you?"

Lance pointed down at Greg, "He did it."

Twilight shifted her gaze from Lance to Greg, "And what did you do?"

Greg chuckled, "I just performed the, 'True self revealed' spell on him. Nothing big, he'll be back to a pony in a few days."

Twilight shook her head, "Greg, don't be doing magic on other ponies. Your not ready."

Greg looked at Lance, "I seem ready."

Twilight sighed and looked back to Lance. She had to admit, in his human form, he did look good. But, not as good as his pony form.

Lance looked uncomfortable, "What are we going to do about my looks?"

Twilight thought it over, but couldn't come up with a idea. "I guess you'll have to stay in your house till it wears off."

Lance groaned and fell back on Greg's bed, "But its so boring here."

Twilight smiled. She hadn't seen this side of Lance. The whining side that is, "Its not all that bad."

He looked up, "How? This place has nothing to do."

She smiled slyly, "You still have me."

Lance raised his eyebrows, "Well, I guess that's a plus."

Greg started laughing. Twilight looked over at him with a confused looked on her face, "What's funny?"

Greg pointed at Lance, "I just noticed he's a weeny."

Lance sat up, "And what do you mean by that?"

Greg waved his hoof at Lance, "Just look at you. You look like my friend Jared, and he was weak."

Lance stood and pointed at Greg, "Oh yeah, look at you. I could beat you at anything."

Greg raised an eyebrow, "Like what?"

Lance smirked, "I can run longer than you and hold my breath longer than you, you damn smoker."

Greg shrugged, "True, but I can drink more, smoke more, and fuck better than you could ever."

Twilight held up a hoof, "Okay okay, no need to fight."

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I looked at Greg, "We're not fighting Twi, just a heated argument is all."

Greg grinned, "Heated argument my ass." He pulled out a second blunt and lit it, "I wouldn't mind fighting you Lance. Might be fun to fight your skinny ass."

I couldn't help but laugh. I agree, Greg could kick my ass even as a pony. Damn, I should have worked out more back on earth. At least then, I could have had a cool body to show off at this moment.

Twilight coughed from the smoke.

I glanced over to her and back to Greg, "Dude, put out the.."

"Blunt." He finished.

"Yeah, put out the blunt, Twilight's in the room."

He shrugged, "My room, my rules."

I sighed, "Fine, come on Twilight." I said as I walked over and scooped up Twilight and held her in my arms. Damn, she's even heavy. I really need to work out.

I walked out of the room holding Twilight the way you would hold a new born baby and walked towards my/our room. "I'm going to bed Twi."

She looked up at me, a slight blush on her face, "But its still early?"

I shrugged, "Long day of work."

She snuggled up close to me in my arms. "I guess I could try and sleep, even if I'm not tired."

I smiled and laid her on the bed. I then climbed over and laid back and relaxed. Which was hard since this bed was pony sized, and my legs hung off the bed slightly.

Twilight laid her head on my chest.

I felt sleep taking over. How do I get this damn tired just from working as a waiter, even if its hard work and keeps me running around for six hours.

I relaxed and let sleep take over.

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Twilight sat up and looked at her lover, Lance.

She smiled to her self. Its been only a few minutes and he was already out.

She brought a hoof up and began to rub his mane... hair. It was sorta soft, but also rough. It wasn't as long or as spiky as it had been when he was a pony.

She found it strange that he could still be cute, even as a human. She looked at his clothes. Why is he wearing all those clothes? She shrugged, because the question didn't mean much. He wore clothes all the time as a pony anyway.

She chuckled and laid her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and held her in a embrace. She may not be able to sleep, but she could still enjoy the moment.

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