Author's Note: Howdy! Eh, that was a lame way of staring things, but whatever. Anywho, yeah, if you've read any of my other fan fics then you know I take for ever to upload new stuff (thought I'd remind/tell you early on). So, this here is a fan fic. Yeah. I'm actually not really sure what to say. Right!, so, like AbyssQueen was all sad, and I asked if typing up a MLP fan fic would cheer her up, and she hasn't responded yet, but I had actually already typed this up just because I was bored, and I figured if she said it might cheer ther up then I could upload it then say I wrote it for her. So this might or might not be dedicated to her (I'm tired of waiting for a responce). But, really, if it is then just this chapter is, because (if I remember correctly) she doesn't like yuri, and I might add yuri later on in other chapters. (As a reader, if you don't want yuri, leave a review saying so, and I might not add any. Easy-peasy.) Also, the rating might go up to M in later chapters.
Rating: T for language (for now, at least). (Things might get a bit violent later.)
Pairings: Hints of AppleDash, but nothing serious.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. But I have a Rainbow Dash figurine, and an Applejack figurine, and a MLP colouring book :D Impressive, huh?
So, on with the story now! (BTW, this plot has probably been done a billion times. But I don't read too many fan fics, so I haven't seen it yet, so I'm not really copying anyone ;D)
Pinkie Pie kept her eyes shut tight. She hated thinking water might get into them. She quickly changed the temperature from boiling hot to freezing cold: Everything she did, she preferred to make extreme. She stood there a few moments, letting the last of the soap wash off her, then she opened the shower door, grabbed a towel, and opened her eyes. She dried her out of control hair to the best of her ability, and trusted the air to do the rest of the work for her. She was about to dry the rest of her body when she realized something was off. She screamed and ran out of the bathroom.
Pinkie almost passed out when she left the bathroom. She was standing in a living room, but it definitely wasn't the living room of her house. It was much smaller, and when she opened the front door it lead out into a hall. She heard they had some of these things in fancier neighborhoods like Canterlot, but none in Ponyville. Apartments, or something. She turned around and trotted back inside, closing the door behind her and leaning up against it. She wasn't sure what to do in this type of situation. She tried deep breathing, but that didn't seem to help, it just made her dizzy.
She heard a small squeak that might have passed for a scream. "Fluttershy?"
"P-Pinkie, wh-what's going on?" a voice asked from the couch which was facing away from Pinkie.
"Oh my duckies, it's gotten you, too," Pinkie said as she galloped to the other side of the couch, taking her friend's face in her newly-formed hands. "You're all deformed, too!'
"B-but why?"
"I don't have a flippy-floppy clue. I was in the shower, then I got out, and BAM!, My hooves were all separated, like this:," Pinkie held up her hand, stretching her fingers as far apart as she could. "And it's all weird to walk."
"It's disproportionate, that's why," Fluttyshy said.
"It's what? Wow, big word."
"You're back legs are longer than your front ones. Try standing on just your back ones." Fluttershy herself was already starting to get up, putting her feet on the ground and swaying slightly when she put all her weight on them. Pinkie stood straight up, and fell straight down.
"Yeah, cuppy-cake, this isn't working," she said from the ground.
"Slowly, try getting up more slowly."
Pinkie tried again, using the couch to support her. Fluttershy was able to support herself, albeit a bit awkwardly.
There was another scream, this one more audible that Fluttershy's, and that one was preceded by another.
"That way!," Pinkie said, pointing to a door.
"Help, help, help, help!," a girl called from behind the door.
"Wait," Fluttershy said. "What if something bad's back there?"
"Yeah, real scary, sounds like Rarity when she's in a bad mood." Pinkie shuddered. "Well, might as well figure out what she's so pissed off about."
"I could probably guess," Fluttershy responded, holding up a hand and pointing to it with her other. She walked to the door with more grace then one'd expect from someone who just learned how to walk, with Pinkie stumbling behind her. "Wait, Pinkie?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, you know Rarity, and, um, well, you might not want to go in like, well, like how you are right now….I mean, it's not really bad, but, well, don't take this the wrong way, 'k?"
"What?" Pinkie asked.
"Well, when you're a pony it doesn't really matter because you walk on four legs, so it's kinda covered, but, well, now we're on two, and I have this:," Fluttershy motioned to the thin, short, ratty pale yellow dress she had on. "And you have, well, not really any coverage…."
"Oh!" Pinkie exclaimed. She staggered over to the bathroom she had come out of, and, surly enough, hanging on the towel rack was a hot pink skirt that -she realized as she looked in the mirror- matched her curly, longish hair. On the floor was a light pink tank top, and as she moved to pick it up she noticed something else in the mirror: a tattoo of three balloons on her right shoulder. She got dressed and met back up with Fluttershy, this time taking notice of her usual cutie mark of butterflies on her ankle. She also took in the girl's looks: her strawberry-blonde hair that went all the way down her back, her extremely pale skin. Fluttershy noticed the glace, and, blushing, pushed open the door.
"Took someone long enough to-oh….Now, just who the hell are you?" a girl with dark black, almost purple, hair asked from the ground.
"Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, Rarity. Calm down," a second girl in the room, this one with short black hair with pink highlights, said. She was sitting on the bed in the room reading a book as if it might save her life.
"Ooh, let me guess, Rarity and Twi, right?," Pinkie said, jumping up and down.
"Uh, yeah," Twilight said, tugging her white tee-shirt further over her short purple plaid skirt.
"Your cutie mark is on your foot, but where's Rarity's?" Pinkie asked.
"Oh, I-I don't know…." Rarity answered.
"Oh, there it is," Fluttershy said, pointing to an area on the right side of Rarity's chest just above the swoop neckline of her white dress.
"Wow, why so fancy of an outfit, Rare?" Pinkie said, noticing the dress.
Rarity couldn't answer, because their conversation was interrupted by the sound of shouting from the room over.
"Found AJ and Dash," Twilight said with a sigh.
Applejack woke up staring at a wall that definitely wasn't hers. "What in tarnation?" she mumbled before feeling a sharp kick in her back that caused her to roll off the bed and hit the floor with a thump. There were two screams from the room over, but AJ didn't have time to worry about them when she looked at her own hooves and found them to be misshapen. She looked back at the bed and saw a girl with rainbow streaked hair, cutoff jean shorts, and a blue tee-shirt laying there. "You, who are you and why the huckleberry did you kick me off the bed?" The girl didn't respond, so AJ started shaking her. "Rainbow Dash! RD! At least, I'm assuming you're RD….Wake up, wake up!" Rainbow's eyes opened for a moment, then shut. After a second, they flew back open, and she started backing up on the bed.
"Who the fuck are you?" she screamed.
"Rainbow, it's me, AJ."
"No, n-no, you're a mutant!"
"Well if I am then so are you. Look at your hooves."
RD lifted one hoof only to realize it was really a hand. "Whoa! What the hell man!"
"Yeah, I know," AJ said, waiting for the other girl to get over the shock.
"This is trippy….Did you drug me? Am I high? Damn, this stuff is good."
"You really think I would drug you." Applejack put her hands on her hips.
"Well, I did wake up in your bed, so, yeah, I think you did."
"Wait, this isn't my bed."
"Whose is it then?"
"Well, I was hoping you'd know…."
"Sorry, no luck Country Barbie."
"'Scuse me?"
"Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
AJ saw a ceiling-to-floor mirror on the other side of the room and tried crawling over to it. What her reflection showed was no what she was expecting: She had long dirty-blonde hair that was braided down her back, and was wearing brown shorts and a red plaid shirt that was tied under her bust, revealing tanned skin and her apples cutie mark just about her hip. "The hell….Why do I look like some bimbo?"
"Fucked if I know."
"Speaking of, um….Well, why were we in the same bed?"
"THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW? I was sleeping, then I woke up here. You probably date raped me, or something!"
"Or maybe you date raped me!" Applejack started untying where her shirt was tied and pulled it down. It still exposed a little of her midriff (enough for her cutie mark to still be visible), but a great deal less than before.
"Why the hell would I rape you?"
"Why would I rape you?"
"….So no rape happened?"
"Thank god!"
"Well, now what?" Right as Rainbow Dash said the words, the other girls walked into the room. RD screamed, jumping into AJ's arms.
"Get the hay away from me! Hey, wait…." Applejack moved a piece of rainbow hair away from Dash's ear. "Hey, lookie there…."
Pinkie bounced over, having found it easier than actually walking. "Ooh, Dashie! Your cutie mark's just under your ear! How cutie-patootie!"
"It's where?" Dash asked.
"Right on your neck! Right there, beneath your ear!" Pinkie tapped the inked skin.
"Human!" Twilight shouted.
"Wow, Twi, I would expect something like that from Pinkie, but outbursts from you?" Dash said, standing right up.
Twilight looked up from the book she was reading. "No, I mean we're humans! I've heard of them before, but I don't understand how we became them….And how did you master standing so quickly? It took us all a few tries, and Pinkie still doesn't really get it." Pinkie looked up from the bed. She had decided that she wouldn't stand unless it was absolutely necessary.
"I'm not meant to be on the ground," Dash said with a smirk, taking a step forward and falling. "Oh, I meant to do that. I think it'd be better if we all sat down and thought about this for a moment."
"See, you're not as 'awesome' at everything as you think you are. Let me show you how it's done, sugar cube," AJ laughed, but before she could even get all the way off the floor she fell back down.
"At least I can get farther than you, you clumsy Barbie."
"What did you just call me?"
"You guys, stop it. We have to figure out who sent us here and why," Twilight tried being reasonable. All of a sudden the phone rang.
"Someone should probably answer that…." Pinkie suggested from her position on the bed.
"Dear, you're the one closest to it," Rarity reminded her.
"Yeah, but what if it's some bad guy with some gun that he'll shoot into the phone, and then it'll come and hit me, and-"
"That's not really how phones work…."
"Oh shush, Twi. I'm not going to risk it."
The phone went to voice mail, and the message was projected throughout the room.
"Hello? Oh, well I'm actually pleased none of you decided to pick up. I'd much rather explain it to you this way than to have to actually hold a conversation. Anywaays, shall I start from the beginning of the story, or from our current point and work my way backwards? Doesn't matter. Either way you all already realize where you end up."
Rainbow Dash quickly hit the "answer" button, and Twilight took the phone and put it on speaker.
"Who are you and what-" Twilight started.
"YOU SICK, TWISTED MOTHER FUCKER!" Rainbow interrupted.
"Rainbow Dash? Aww, sweet little Dashie and your spunky attitude. I always like you second best. Pinkie Pie is, of course, my favorite, though. She has good taste in clouds, where as yours are so boring and chocolateless."
"'Dashie?,'" Pinkie Pie questioned, her hair losing a bit of its curl and her rosy cheeks getting flame red. "NO ONE CALLS MY DASHIE DASHIE EXCEPT ME, YOU GOT THAT YOU SON OF A-" Twilight put a hand over her friend's mouth, effectively shutting her up and getting her hair to curl again.
"Discord?"
"As usual, Twilight solved it. By the way, how are you liking your outfits?"
Twilight fiddled with her knee-high socks. "Not really my style…."
"As much as I hate you Discord, dear, this dress is pretty nice."
"Oh, Rarity, sorry, precious, but it might get a bit dirty."
"I hope you don't mean any mud, because I'm not that kind of girl."
"Oh, but you are the little diamond in the rough, aren't you? The shining star of that dirty Ponyville. You know you were meant for greater things but, oh well, too late. Well, my sweet, you'll have to be a dirty girl for me, m'k?"
"But, Discord, you know that's not what I do."
"Mm, too bad. Well, you're not going to like this too much, but the thought of you struggling is very appealing indeed."
"Or you could get me out of here and I could pretend to struggle, just for you, dear."
"I wish I could, but, really, I've already gone against orders with your attire. Notice how nice your dress is? Yes, well, I knew I was supposed to give you something that'd make you a bit less comfortable, but I couldn't bring myself to. Beauty shouldn't be weighed down by something hideous.
"Well, I should start wrapping this up. You're first clue should be arriving shortly. The catch is, you not only have to get it, but you also have to keep the messengers from killing you. I have faith in all of you, my dears. And, Rarity, try to survive this one, my darling." And with that, the call ended.
"What the fuck Rarity, did you really have to flirt with him so much?" Rainbow said with fury filling her voice.
"Guys," Fluttershy whimpered.
"I thought he might let me go, then I could bring you all back somehow," Rarity said, looking at the ground.
"G-guys," Fluttershy whimpered again, pointing to the window.
"Well we can see that didn't work," Dash spat.
"Oh my god," Twilight said under her breath, looking for any type of weapon she could find.
"We don't know that! He specifically said he hopes I live, maybe he can assure that."
"Rarity?" Fluttershy tried as AJ also noticed what was going on and went to help Twilight.
"Yeah, like he's going to help when he's the one that got us into this mess."
"You're just jealous because he took interest in me. Maybe if you weren't so obviously lesbian then he would like you too." As the words left Rarity's mouth AJ dropped the knife she was holding to momentarily be in shock.
"RAINBOW!" Fluttershy said in her loudest voice (which wasn't very loud at all).
"God damnit Fluttershy, what the hell is it?"
Fluttershy just held up the brick that had been thrown through the window.
In letters scratched out by a knife it said:
READY OR NOT, HERE I COME.
Author's Note #2: Review and I will love you SO MUCH! BTW, I always pictured Discord as a creepy perv who would make them wear creepy pervy stuff like that. (Has nothing to do with me, the writer, being a total perv . .) Do you picture him as a perv? Review and tell me ;) Please? Anywho, have a super epicly awesome day! Or night...Or whatever! (I love you...But I'd love you more if you reviewed. Look at how desperate I am. It's pathetic. I wouldn't be as pathetic if I trusted that y'all would review without me begging...)