I opened my eyes and took in the world around me. A new world, the likes of which I'd only seen on my television screen. Was it possible? The buildings with hay roofs, and the pastel colored creatures all around me? It seemed absolutely impossible. I hate myself for doubting it, but who wouldn't? I'm in bucking Equestria...

Hey everybody! Welcome to a new story. For those of you who like Mare of The Blonde Mane, don't worry. I am afraid that I have run into a problem with the next few chapters, and I will fix them all soon, I promise, but for now please enjoy this. Now I know that a lot of people write about humans being transported to Equestria, but this is my version. I hope it's different, and I hope you enjoy.

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"A-are you okay?"

My eyes widened. A pony was talking to me. In english. I thought that they'd have some completely different language, but no! Same! And the one who was talking was purple, with burgundy and violet mane and tail. I slowly nodded. I'd never seen her before. Who is she?

She let out a deep breath. "Oh thank Celestia, I thought you 'ad a bucking 'eartattack. Nearly made me 'ave one myself. Name's Grapevine. What's yours?"

"Um..." I couldn't think. If she knew my human name, what would they think? They don't have normal names here. I said the first thing that came to mind. "Werewing. Name's Werewing."

She smiled and nodded. "Suits you. You do look a bit rabid. And those wings, ha! They seem barely used."

My eyes widened at Grapevine's words. What did she just say? I looked down at myself. I am a bucking pegasus. I started to freak out, closely inspecting every inch of myself. Light gray coat and dark black mane. My hair is still long, even as a pegasus. It covers my eyes. No wonder I couldn't see myself before. My wings though, oh! How I've always wanted wings! "Mirror! Miss Grapevine! Do you have a mirror?"

Grapevine was rolling on the floor laughing. Apparently this was all quite hilarious to her, as I had somehow ended up off of the bed, and was running around on two legs. After about five minutes of her laughter, she finally calmed down, wiped the tears from her eyes, and found a mirror for me. I somehow grabbed it with my hoof and held it up to my face. I have red eyes. Yes! I jumped around joyfully and hugged Grapevine, then handed her the mirror. "Yes! My eyes are RED! They were BROWN before, but now they're red! Oh. My. GOD!"

Grapevine slapped her hoof to her face, and then slapped mine. I sat down quietly. She coughed and slowly said, "alright. Please explain what's going on."

I sat down on the bed and she sat down beside me. I looked at her and started explaining.

"Alright, well... I'm not from here. I'm not from Equestria. I'm from Earth. Specifically a country called Canada. My real name is Josh, and well... I was what is known as a human. In my world, we have these boxes called television, where we can watch plays and musicals and comedies and stuff like that, and there is this one called 'My Little Pony'. I watch it. In it is your world. I drew what we call OCs or Original Characters. One of them was a pony named Grapevine... I made you."

Grapevine stared at me like I was psychotic. "You made me?"

"Yes"

"What the buck is that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know anymore! It's brilliant, really."

Grapevine looked at the floor. "Everybody here watches the show too. 'My Little Pony'. It's a big 'it. Twilight Sparkle and the others are good actresses, but they 'ave more money than they know what to do with."

I was shocked. What did she just say? Actresses? "What? That's not how they actually are? They don't run around Equestria and save the day? They just act from script... ?"

The purple mare nodded. "Sorry man. 'ad to learn the 'ard way. They all live in Canterlot. They only come 'ere to ponyville for the cottage and library set pieces."

"Oh."

"Now what's this about you creating me?"

I blinked and looked at her. "Oh it's nothing... I drew you a while back. You didn't exist on the show. Nobody else seemed to have created anybody like you, so I did. Grapevine. Has a brother name Grapejuice, runs a winery, single, has a secret changeling friend named Shika... Doubt you actually have any of those."

Grapevine shook her head. "Well, he's my twin brother, he is the one who owns the winery, not me. I am single, and her name is actually Shirik. So you're mostly right. Mostly."

I smiled. This'll be fun.

Grapevine shook her mane out of the way to reveal a horn. She closed the blinds in the room and smiled. "My creator is in my bed."

My eyes widened and I got up off the bed. "A-hahaha! No thanks! Not today, thank you!" Crap. My wings were full out and I couldn't bend them. "I'm going to go out now, sorry! Bye bye!" I darted out of the room as fast as I could. I headed to the front door. Buck! I'm still on two legs! I quickly shifted to running on all fours. Harder than it looks, actually. I got out the front door and closed it behind me. Come on wings! Stop doing that! Gah! I ran away from Grapevine's house, but tripped and fell, slamming facefirst into another house. Blackness.

When I woke up again, I found myself on another bed. Great. I slowly got up and stood on all four hooves. I stretched and walked out of the room. There, I found a white mare with a blue mane sitting at a table eating cereal. Next to her bowl was a pair of round, purple glasses. Vinyl Scratch. Yes! "Hello?"

The mare turned to me and smiled. "Hey there. You alright now?"

"Yeah I am, thanks."

"Good." She looked at my wings and nodded. "You might want to calm that down BEFORE you go into public next time. Just saying. What could have possibly scared you and turned you on at the same time?"

"Grapevine..."

"Oh. That happens..."

"I see"

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