Today had been uneventful, to say the least. I had spent all morning on fanfiction websites, (namely FIMFiction,) reading up on the two updates for the stories I had been tracking. That said, I was bored as hay.
I resorted to lisening to Spring from Jackle App's Griffin Village, singing along as I listened. I was wearing my Cookie Monster hat, a blue shirt, and black shorts. As I listened I began to write.
"Today had been un-e-vent-ful, to say the least..." That's right. I'm writing this story. The one you're reading. Let me guess... MIND=BLOWN? No? Whatever. Back to the story.
As I was saying, I was BORED. Like, The CMC on a hailstorm-y day bored, and they hadn't thought of trying to get "Catching hail in their mouth and carving it into coffee mug cutie marks." Which, in itself, would hae been useless. Off topic, sorry. I looked at the time, and got up to get a glass of water.
As I rounded the corner, I stopped. There was something in the kitchen and it wasn't supposed to be there. it was a bottle of hot sauce, half emptied. That, as you might not've guessed, wasn't what had caught my eye. What did was the fact that it had an outline. i went to the other side, and the outline followed. I touched it, and I felt my hand touch the outline... and then grasp the bottle. Like any bottle would feel. the outline, about a fourth of a centimeter thick, WAS the bottle. My mind nearly exploded.
'Stuff like this isn't possible!' I mentally screamed. I opened the top and smelled the liquid. it smelled spicy and... Yellow? Green? Blue? Red? I would have picked all of the above, except, as any of you "Captain Obvious" reviewers that may or may not read this, those are colors. I decided to drink the liquid.
Big Mistake.
I promptly passed out onto the precariously placed platinum-colored panel on the floor...
...And awoke who-knows-how-much-time later with a massive headache. I got up and looked around.
I noticed I was in a field of sorts, possibly miles from anywhere I could stay. I checked to see if my wallet was in my pocket. The first thing I realized was my wallet wasn't in my pocket. The second thing was, my leg was too low on my body.
I examined my leg, keeping an open mind as to what I would find.
"Sky blue with... talons? Okaaaay..." I sat and looked at my other leg to see if it matched. Surprisingly, it didn't. "... and purple with a hoof... Where have I seen this before..."
I thought for a bit and gasped. "I'm a draconequus. I'm a flipping draconequus."
I looked at the rest of my body. Long, slim, cylindrical, and GRAY! SO MUCH GRAY! I looked further up and noted that I had an eagle claw and a lion paw, in green and brown, and a dark blue ruffley stuff around the base of my neck, going upward. There was a small booklet on the ground entitled "Chaos for Eggheads" by one Discord Q. I picked it up and began to read:
Chaos for Eggheads is specially designed by none other
than the Spirit of Chaos himself. All activities in this book
should be preformed with blatent disregard to one's personal
safety, or the safety of others.
Good Luck (because you're likely going to need it) and
Arrivederci, Discord Q.
I turned the page.
Welcome to Chapter One.