I awoke, a bit groggy from what happened yesterday. I sighed, seeing the books had fallen out of my bed, and since I was on a loft bed, I couldn't pick them up. I ate some of the muffins for breakfast, my hoof still hurting, maybe even worse. Then, Twilight came in, with Spike following behind, and said, "I didn't expect you to be up this early. I decided to keep you company since I don't have anything to do."

"Suit yourself," I mumbled. "The first thing you can do is get these art books back to me. They fell in the floor when I tossed and turned in my sleep." Twi was happy to help, and picked the books up with her magic and gave them to me. I exclaimed, "Wow! I wish you could use your magic, Twilight." Spike then said, "Oh, she ha-!" The unicorn then covered the baby dragon's mouth, in order for him to stop talking.

Twilight let go of his mouth, then Spike said, "Like I was saying, she has a spell that replicates-!"

"Nothing! It does nothing!" Twi shouted, nervous from what Spike was about to say. Twilight sighed, and she knew Spike wasn't gonna give up until she explained it. She explained, "Okay, so a while back, like the wings spell I learned, I learned a spell to give an ordinary pony a horn for an amount of time." A giant smile popped up on my face as I almost fell out of bed from excitement.

"Really?! You can do that?!" I said, sounding more excited than Pinkie Pie probably ever has. Twilight nodded her head as she focused her horn at my forehead, and I cleared my hair out of the way to make some space for my new horn. A bolt of pure purple energy shot out of her horn, and I braced myself. Somehow, there was no pain. I looked up, and saw that now, I was a unicorn.

"This is only a temporary thing," Twilight explained. "It will last until about sundown, and be careful not to get close to open flames." I nodded my head, as I tested out my newfound unicorn abilities. I tried to lift my sketchbook, which wasn't too far from my bed. It started to hover as a pink magic surrounded it. I attempted to lift a pencil from a cup full of them, and succeeded as well. I made them come over to me, and I started drawing something.

Applejack came running in, bursting through the door. She had a notebook in her mouth, and she spit it out as the said, "I asked everypony in town if they wanted commissions from you, and I got about seven people total. I wrote down what they wanted and everything." She then took notice of my horn, and asked, "Uh, why are you a unicorn now?"

"Twilight gave me this," I explained. "So I can draw while my hoof is healing." Applejack walked over to the purple unicorn and asked, "You can do that?"

"Yes, I learned it this summer," Twilight explained. The two left as I started working on commissions. It was hard, as some had to be colored in, but I managed. By the time I was done, the sun was just about to set. My horn was starting to vanish when Twilight came in. She explained, "I came when I was sure all the commissions would be done. I'd be happy to deliver them."

"Sure." I tossed the bundle of drawings to her, and said, "Tell them that if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to finish these in time." Twi blushed at my complement. As she left, I ate some of the veggies, and went back to bed.

The next day wasn't very eventful; unless you think my friends coming to entertain me is "eventful". My friends carried me outside, and made me watch them. Twilight did some magic tricks, but nothing too spectacular. Applejack showed me some of her roping tricks. Rainbow Dash preformed some aerial tricks. Then, for the big finale, Pinkie used her party cannon to launch some fireworks. I then went to bed, tired out from the events of today.

"Okay, I'm going to help you up, dearie." Nurse Redheart helped me up onto my hind hooves, and I tried to walk. I exclaimed, "Ow!" Not only had I landed on the floor, my hoof hurt even more than it did last time. She said, "I don't understand. It should be healed, or at least able to walk on, by now. Well, my medical knowledge expands only this far. If your leg continues to hurt, we may have to amputate."

"Amputate?!" Somepony yelled from outside. My friends were looking in through the windows, and Twilight was the first to speak. Rainbow Dash gave her a small knock on the head, and she explained, "We were supposed to stay silent, egghead!"

"It's okay," The nurse said, walking out of my house as my friends walked in. "If you girls can think of something to heal that leg up, it'd be a miracle." Redheart slammed the door, and my friends went right to examining the hoof.

"I hope it's nothing serious…" Fluttershy said, whimpering at the thought of my leg being cut off.

"She'll be fine, Fluttershy," Twilight reassured her. The unicorn went right to examining the bandage, and she finally asked, "Doodledraw, is it okay if we take off the gauze?" I nodded my head, in too much pain to speak. Twi used her magic to carefully take off the bandage, and when the wound was revealed, everypony gasped.

There were blue bumps, all along my right fore hoof. Applejack pointed out the now- obvious by stating, "Sugarcube, that's more than a minor sprain." Twilight's words about the poison joke came to mind. I then told her, "Twilight, what did the poison joke do to you when you were exposed to it?"

"It made my horn floppy and covered in spots." She then gasped at the realization of what she just said. "DD, that's it! You've been affected by the poison joke! But I don't know how long it will take to cure it, considering you've had it for more than one day." The girls all looked down sadly, but Twilight perked them all back up by saying, "Although I'm sure that Zecora will have a cure for it! To the EverfreeForest!" The ponies cheered as they ran out of the door. As soon as we were outside, Twilight placed me across Rainbow Dash's and Fluttershy's backs. We walked into the EverfreeForest, and I groaned as the pain got worse.

"Don't worry, DD," AJ calmed. "We're almost there." I turned my head to see up ahead, and saw a small hut. Twilight knocked on the door, and a zebra with a Mohawk and various gold pieces of jewelry stepped out. Twilight explained the situation, with Pinkie Pie occasionally jumping in, and the zebra solemnly nodded before saying, "Though the situation may seem dire, I have some help boiling over the fire." Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy walked side by side, carrying me into the hut.

By now, I figured that this zebra must be Zecora. She looked at me and explained, "Let me look at the wound, my dear. I must tell you now you have nothing to fear." She must've been talking about the countless rumors about her being an evil enchantress. I extended my hoof, and she gasped at the sight. "Usually the joke isn't that mean, but everything is not always as it seems." She went to the boiling cauldron in the middle of the room, threw a few things in, and the green bubbling mixture turned blue. She took a bandage strip, carefully dipped it in, and placed it on my wound.

"YAHH!" I screamed in pain as the bone-chillingly cold strip was wrapped around my wound. Zecora explained, "I know the gauze is frightfully cold." She then placed a bottle of something in my other hoof, and said, "Put this on the wound when it starts to get old." I smiled at her and exclaimed, "Thanks!" as we all headed back. When we got back, I realized my hoof felt much better, and was able to write another letter to my folks.

Dear Mom and Dad,

Today, I learned that you should never underestimate the power of your friendship with somepony. It may help you a lot in the long run. I'd also like to tell you of an upcoming event that Applejack gave me an invitation to. It's a hoedown at Sweet Apple Acres, and though you can't make it, my invitation gives me one guest.

Yeah, my friends probably won't make it.

Also, my hoof has healed up nicely, and I hope I'll be able to make a return trip sometime soon.

Love,

Doodledraw

I decided to go back to resting my hoof for tomorrow, and by then I had some more commissions. It gave me a lot of money over the next few days, and before I knew it, it was the night of the Sweet Apple Acres Hoedown.