Jon pushed open the saddle bag with his muzzle, sure enough there was Math and History books inside. A little bit dated by todays standards, but he wasn't sure that ponies could use the more modern tablets. He pushed through the books until he found a yellow folder, using his teeth he pulled the folder out. Jon knew this folder it was his History notes folder that he kept his homework in. Jon spat out the folder onto the ground, and pushed it open with his hoof. Jon breathed a sigh of relief the Homework was already done. Spring must have been the type to do her homework early rather than wait tell last minute. Jon carefully closed the folder and put it back in the saddle bag, He was getting better at this, he shook his head happily at his enjoyment of actually being able to pony. That didn't mean he could write, or even control his wings but it was a small victory Jon was all the more happy to have.
Jon thought about how his day as a Human would go, typically in about 40 minutes his alarm would go off and he would get up to brush his teeth and then go down for breakfast. Being a mare, he guessed he probably got up earlier like his sister to get ready for the day. He walked over to the alarm clock on his bed side table and flipped the Alarm off, the "experience" in the bathroom had been enough to wake him up, he wasn't going back to sleep any time soon. Knowing his homework was done he went back into the bathroom to see if he could figure anything else out about pony hygiene. Next to the sink was what looked like a soap dispenser but it had what looked like a mouth piece that an athlete might wear. This must be how they brush their teeth Jon thought as he bit down on the mouth piece. The mouth piece was filled with a minty gel that Jon was familiar with. The piece came loose, Jon jerked back thinking his had broken it, but then he felt it brushing around his teeth.
Standing there letting the device do its thing Jon thought about how technology must have also evolved around the pony physiology not just humans. The mouse, the keyboard, the toilet, and now this auto brusher, If he could just get a few things down, like writing, and using his wings things here might not be so bad. Not that he wanted to stay here forever he thought. The auto brusher beeped and after a few tries Jon got the auto brusher to go back into the slot. When it locked in he felt a sudden burst of water in his mouth, it was using water to floss. This just keeps getting better Jon thought. The auto brusher beeped again and Jon released his bite, reared up and spit any remaining toothpaste into the sink.
Knock Knock
It was the bedroom door, a muffled voice older than his sisters but definitely female said.
"Spring are you up?, breakfast is about done!" Jon answered back
"I'm up, just brushing my teeth" The voice answered back
"you know you should do that after breakfast, oh well, hurry up so you won't be late" Jon decided he had walking down good enough he should try trotting, he was feeling lucky, he turned out of the bathroom and attempted to trot to the bedroom door. This was the first time he was going to meet his pony parents, his sister could tell something was up, they defiantly would. The thoughts distracted Jon and he stumbled but managed to recover. Jon wasn't sure why he was so much better at this he would have fallen down last night.
"Guess i'm a quick leaner" Jon said cheerfully as he turned one last time to see the mare in the mirror. "my mane, I forgot all about it maybe there is a device for it?" Jon looked around for a device but couldn't find one all he found was a comb that without hands or at least use of his wings was pointless. "Guess you can't have everything" He shrugged it off, he had slept pretty much without letting his head hit the pillow so besides some out of place hairs his mane didn't look to bad. He looked over at the saddle bags, "guess I better go ahead and take those down" He trotted over to them, put his teeth around the center strap and picked them up. "These are heavy" he said through gritted teeth. Quickly he twisted his neck so that they were over his back and the let them go "ooff". They didn't feel quite right like they hadn't quite settled, he shook his shoulders and the bags slid nicely over his back. They were surprisingly well balanced. Jon unlocked the door and headed down stairs. In the kitchen his Pony Mom and Dad were already at the table. His Pony Dad was the first to speak.
"Morning Spring, mom made us a Majorly good breakfast" He said smiling, and nodding towards Jon's Pony Mom. Jon didn't get it, it was like something Spring should know, but Jon didn't. Majorly, Major... Jon thought about it for a second, Major was a rank, Jon had to place this carefully if he didn't they would know something was up, and being military Jon was afraid they might take him away, especially since Autumn had indicated they weren't fond of Humans, just out to take ponies power. From their perspective he was a human in their daughters body and they wouldn't understand that none of this had existed and only did because Jon had made it so.
"Did Mom, G.." Jon was cut off
"Introducing Major Breeze" His dad bellowed out. His Mom shot him a look while Jon hand to stifle a laugh, Major Breeze what a pun, but thats how Ponies were, damn the ARD thought of everything. It was his Mom that spoke next.
"Please dear, that isn't the way for colonel to act" Well maybe not everything Colonel breeze? was that even his name or did family naming conventions only apply when. Jon cut himself off, he would figure it out later. He bent down and let the saddle bags slide off.
"Congratulation Mom" he said trying to sound enthusiastic "You earned it" His dad was still excited and started to speak, so excited he missed Jon clumsy climb up onto the chair at the table. Jon needed to be more careful.
"You should have seen her during her flight exam, I can see why you such a good flier Spring, good genetics" Jon felt uneasy what if they asked him to go flying? He couldn't even move his wings and was lucky enough to get them to close. Jon was caught of guard by the sound of a plate sliding across the table. Jon turned his attention in front of him was a stack of pancakes thaqt seemed taller than he was when standing. He couldn't eat all of this no way, but at least it was food he was familiar with. He heard a voice he recognized has his sisters.
"Dad, its way to early to be this noisy" Jon turned and looked she looked tired and for lack of a better word more goth than last night. She must just act this way when she was around her parents of peers cause this isn't how she acted last night. Jon's Dad responded.
"You only get promoted to Major once Autumn" Then he looked like he was thinking "Well unless you get demoted, and then re-promoted, then I guess you could get it twic" he was cut off by Autumn.
"We get it dad" As she took a seat at the table. His mother brought over a second plate held by her wings and put it in front of his Dad. He playfully nipped at her when she got into striking distance. Autumn clearly was put off by this, but also seemed jaded to it, like this is how they typically act. Jon waited to see how their dad would eat, would he use a fork and knife using his wings to cut or.. Nope none of the above as he dove in and took a bite out of the stack. His sisters plate had arrived, and while she was more careful did mostly the same thing. Their dad spoke with is mouth full.
"Spring aren't you going to eat, they are going to get cold!" Jon couldn't put it off any longer at least this was something he could do. He tilted in and took a bite. Springs family was different that his, but they weren't so bad, as long as he didn't let them find out who he was. Jon relaxed as their conversation continued and his thoughts turned to the next hurtle school.
