>day 4 as a pony
"Wait... what?"
>you've been having nightmares over the past couple days
>they all seem to involve you as some weird bipedal creature in a foreign world full of some things you've never seen before
>worst yet they always have you doing creepy stuff using a strange magic box where strange images depicting obscene acts keep appearing under your command
>you talked to a doctor yesterday about it, but he wasn't any help
>fucking unicorns
>today you're off to continue your job washing windows in Canterlot
>nice job, nice pay, but damn do you hate some of the snobs running around
>you get them back every once in a while, counting on their belief that you're incompetent you've "accidentally" dumped your soapy water on a few
>the trouble was well worth it, though you don't dare mess with the likes of Fancy Pants, even if he treats you well enough
>he's the only unicorn you've met that actually gave you the time of day on job
>you approach your first objective much the same as always, ready to begin your job
"W-w-w-what!?"
>upon looking at the window your reflection changed... into that creepy bipedal creature
>stranger still "he" moved his facial features as if mirroring your own perfectly
>you know it's a he because of what he does in some of the dreams, you woke up screaming once when you saw one of his kind and what looked like a pony on that box
>as quickly as it appeared the reflection changed back to your own
"I think I may need to find a specialist, this is getting out of hoof." you say trying to shake your mind of what you "think" you saw
>you get started as if to distract yourself of your fear unaware of the giggling happening at your expense in the castle