Jon was about to push the button to reverse everything, but then hesitated. No, its ok he was just being too hasty. He didn't understand this world, he didn't understand this body. He felt a rumble followed by a growl, that he understood he was hungry. He closed the panel on the ARD and pushed it away. He was going to stay like this for a while. He wanted to keep going through her computer to gain more insight into this world he had created but first he wanted to get something to eat. He stood up in the chair back onto all four hooves leaned forward and let gravity pull him down. Putting his forelegs out in front of himself he managed to catch himself, took a step forward and his hind quarters followed. He was about to leave the room for the first time, even though this room was different than his room, her room felt safe, He still couldn't even walk very well. He decided that he should practice that first, anyone who saw him struggling to walk would think something is wrong. For the next several minutes he walked back and forth between the bed and door. He tripped a few time, and only fell down once but before long his mind adapted. He was now in full control of her body as he looked in the mirror only to realize he still hadn't figured out how to work the wings.
The wings lay open but in the down position, hanging like dead weight. Well they were dead weight Jon couldn't feel the wings, and couldn't force them to do anything. He remembered that he had felt them itch once before but that was it. Maybe his mind just didn't know what to do with the information. He watched the pink mare in the mirror close her eyes as he closed his. He attempting to recreate the feeling he felt when they were itchy when his feathers came in. There he had it, thinking like he was closing a hand he felt the wings pull up to his side and close, and then the feeling was gone again. He opened his eyes, he didn't have control of the wings but at least they were closed now he thought as he turned in front of the mirror to admire how they looked.
Jon made his way to the door, reached up with a hoof to unlock the door only for the hoof to bounce away not having the motor control to grab the door lock. Jon looked back at the mirror, this was her room he thought, everything else had been corrected for a pony, how would she open the door. Taking a deep breath he realized he would need to use his mouth, his face approached the door lock, sure enough teeth marks could be seen in the locks finish. Lets get this over with this was pretty gross. The metal flavor spread through Jon's mouth, it wasn't the worst thing he ever tasted but wasn't something he really enjoyed. He tilted his head and the lock released. Oh thank god I did it on the first try, Jon thought happy that he did it on the first try. The door was easier, the knob had been replaced with a handle, he could use his mouth but he could also just as easily push it down with his hoof. With a outstretched forehoof he pushed down the handle and keeping his hoof wedged pulled open the door. This was it, he had to be Spring Breeze now, he kept repeating in his head, act like Spring Breeze.
As Jon made his way to the kitchen he was half way down the stairs when he heard a male voice
"Geez don't you ponies have any normal food?" he heard hoofs hitting the floor, and a female voice cut in.
"It is normal food for us" Jon was knew he was going to have to interact with other eventually but he wasn't ready. His stomach growled again, and then hurt. He needed to go get something to eat and who knows how long they were going to be in there. He began repeating act like Spring Breeze in his head, and went down the stairs and turned into the kitchen. The male voice then said.
"oh look what we have here, Spring the shut in finally came out of her room" Jon looked up just in time to see a yellow forhoof knock into his leg "Ouch Autumn that hurt" Sitting on the table was a what Jon would guess a highschool freshman boy, Jon recognized him, although Spring probably wouldn't have. The boy looked just like Mickey except for his Black Dyed hair, multiple piercings, and overall goth attire. Next to him standing on the floor was a Pegasus mare, yellow fur, pitch black mane, wearing black lace socks on her hind legs and a black leather jacket. Jon thought he saw some pink showing around the roots. She then turned to Jon.
"Spring, please don't tell mom or dad ok, they wouldn't understand" She actually looked like she was being genuine. "I know you could hear us, and well it would be bad enough with a stallion, mom and dad, they just think every human that could be in love with a pony is just after power" Jon was puzzled what does that mean. He wanted to ask, but then remembered act like Spring Breeze.
"Don't worry I won't tell them" He answered back "What are sisters for!" This was the first time he had ever referred to himself as a sister and it made him feel a bit funny. When he looked back to Autumn he felt like he might have done something wrong because she looked at him puzzled then asked.
"Are you ok? She walked over and put her hoof on Jon's forehead which made Jon uncomfortable. "you haven't referred to me as your sister since I went goth, I always thought didn't want to be my sister." Mikey chimed in
"Gag" She turned and hit him with her forehoof again, "ouch quick doing that" She looked at him sternly and then said
"Then quit being rude" she walked over to the counter, this was the first time Jon had a chance to see the kitchen, it was roughly the same, with a large steel double door fridge in one corner, a small round table in the other that Mikey currently sat on. The countertops which use to be cheap particle board were now stone, and the vinyl tile was now ceramic. As he walked fully into the kitchen he felt the coolness of the tile on the bottom of his hooves. "Here" Autumn had reared up putting her forehooves on the counter now in a kinda sudo biped standing position he had seen dogs do to get things off counters. She reached a wing over a fruit basket, and threw something at Mickey, was that even possible, it was good throw too Jon was astonished. "Have an apple, Humans eat apples right?" Jon took the opportunity to make his way to the fridge, but he felt like he should say something otherwise it would just get awkward.
"You have a pretty good throw" As he pulled the door to the fridge open. Autumn trotted over
"Yours is better than mine, are you sure your feeling ok" she actually looked a bit concerned, Mickey just sat on the table polishing the apple before bitting into it. Jon had to respond, he had to put her worry to bed.
"Ya I'm fine, I've just been thinking you know?" He turned to look at her, the old I've been thinking routine, this time he really noticed the pink along the roots in his sisters hair, it was a pink stripe about an 4 inches wire and inconsistent it went really complimented the black hair dye. She was really pretty in her own goth pony kind of way. Jon was suddenly startled as his sister reared up and put her fore hooves around his neck. This was a hug. What does he do hug back. She backed away "what was that for?" he asked.
"for being my sister" she responded. Mickey was clearly over the sisters thing probably because it made him feel uncomfortable. Jon understood cause if he was him then he would be too. This was the first time him and his sister had connected in years, and all it took was for both of them to be a girls and a different species. Mickey yawned.
"well if you two are done, Autumn you want to go watch TV or something?" She looked over at him.
"Ya, Sure" and they both left the room. After a moment Jon could hear the TV turn on.
He turned back the reason he had come in here, food. He opened the fridge but what would he eat?
