Sugar & Spice, by Endam. I do not own My Little Pony or any of the characters from the show.
Prologue: First Steps
"YEOW!"
A loud, raucous yell bounced off the trees, sending birds scattering and small animals peering curiously out of a multitude of different burrows and holes. The noise was an odd one, not something that usually disturbed the warm summer days that were filled with the low buzz and hum of insects. After a few moments of silence, one brave bird returned to its perch, peering curiously around the leafy boughs of the young maple to see what had given it a fright. There didn't appear to be anything there though. Blinking its beady eyes, the bird hopped away chirruping crossly.
A short distance away, staggering out of the thick forest bushes, a dark blue pony with a hoof to his head and rolling opalescent eyes that seemed to shimmer as both green and blue. These were half hidden under a messy blonde mane of hair, spiking a short way down his neck. Poking out from the tangle was the horn that marked him as a unicorn. Perhaps the most curious thing about the pony, however, was his cutie mark. Sitting there on his blue flank was what appeared to be three cubes of sugar, stacked in a pyramid shape. Upon closer inspection, one would see that engrained into these cubes was a weaving and curving path of lines, almost like a maze. In the centre of each maze, a small circle that filled in with six triangles, their converging points surrounded by an even smaller circle. Only if one looked closely, of course, this most didn't bother to do.
"Bloody technetium…" He muttered to himself, shaking his head and scuffing at the ground with his other front hoof. At the sight of his own leg, the pony stopped talking, and his eyes visibly shrank. Jaw dropped to an impressive depth, and his chest began to heave.
"What the hell!"
Springing backwards as if trying to escape his own legs, the pony fell over onto his rump, scrambling backwards across the warm grass.
"Oh no, no no no. How did it even do that? It's a chemical, for buck's sake." Wait, buck? He hadn't meant to say that, had he? No, of course not, what kind of swear word was buck? The silence that ensued was tainted with fading panic, a refusal to acknowledge the world around him, but slowly being replaced with calm acceptance. Reluctant acceptance yes, but acceptance nonetheless. Shining eyes, momentarily hidden behind his messy hair, looked down again at the lithe yet round body, blue and hooved. It took him a few minutes to find the strength to get up again, and when he did, he took a look at his surroundings. It was a forest, obviously, but it wasn't very thick. So that had to mean that he was near the edge, and maybe even near others. They'd be able to tell him where he was. Well… If they didn't laugh at him that was.
"Kay, note to self. Never mix technetium with ionised bismuth again. Guess I should take a look around anyway. Let's see… I stumbled through there, so let's go the other way." The stallion snorted, flicking a scraggly blond tail. Without another word, he whirled around and trotted away from the hole he'd made in the bushes, as though by leaving it behind he could escape this situation. The birds had all returned by now, but just as they were getting settled, another yell made them fly away again.
"I have a HORN?"