Equestria Girls the Isakei


                                            ...........

                                            "......zzzzzz.....guh....."

                                            >wake up

                                            >fuck

                                            >your body aches everywhere

                                            >what the hell happened last night?

                                            >you try to roll out of bed

                                            >THUD

                                            "ugh..."

                                            >you fell on the floor, facedown

                                            >you should be in pain, but your body just aches more

                                            >you look up

                                            >and immediately as you look directly at the one ray of sunlight peering out the window

                                            "Fudge."

                                            >now you're seeing spots

                                            >if you didn't know any better you'd think your hand was green

                                            >...wait

                                            >why did your voice sound higher?

                                            >...why didn't you say fuck?

                                            >your throat doesn't sore

                                            >maybe you're coming down with something

                                            >you walk towards your bathroom, time to take your meds

                                            >they're just for a cold, but still

                                            >you look towards the mirror, but it's not (You) that looks back

                                            >"HOLY SHEEP!"

                                            >you don't even register that you didn't say shit at first

                                            >surpirsingly you don't have a question mark for a face

                                            >you have black eyes and even black hair

                                            >you would look completely normal if you didn't have goddamn gangrene skin

                                            >in fact, you had green walls in your bathroom for some reason

                                            >your shit isn't even the way it was in there

                                            >you run back into your room

                                            >also green for some reason, but its much more plain and empty looking than before

                                            >theres even a couple of boxes laying around, some open, other not

                                            >you see a more generic version of your wallet, no hooves on it like before

                                            >sure enough, there's the ID

                                            >'Canterlot High Student ID'

                                            >'Anonymous E. Moose'

                                            >'Freshman'

                                            >son of a bitch you've been isakei'd and you didn't even make it

                                            >you run towards your window and open it up

                                            >it hurts your eyes again but sure enough

                                            >there are multicolored people walking around down below

                                            >looks like your on the second floor

                                            >in Canterlot, Equestria Girls

                                            >god damn it

                                            >you were so close to making it, you could taste it

                                            >at least you knew how to get to Equestria at this point

                                            >you had a very convenient excuse to go to the statue portal

                                            >that's assuming you aren't just having this dream again

                                            >you look at a generic phone, must be yours now

                                            >some texts from 'mom' and 'dad'

                                            >'Good Morning Anon, don't be late for school today'

                                            >'we'll be working late for a while, hope you have a good first day of school today'

                                            >'we love you anon, take care'

                                            >well, that would be sweet if you were Anon

                                            >you're just some anonymous shitposter that somehow made it, almost

                                            >you look up 'Canterlot High School' in the maps app, not too far by walking

                                            >but first, clothes

                                            >sure enough, it's all suits and a tie

                                            >fancy ass shoes too

                                            >the weather app says it'll be cold at least

                                            >oh shit, you have a bank account

                                            >no social media apps but there's open tabs on your phone to a neighponeese basket weaving forum

                                            >fuck it, you start a new thread

                                            >'No Hooves'

                                            >you wonder if any other anons made it, if they'll show up later or even before you

                                            >but for now, it's back to high school

                                            >and then hopefully, Equestria

                                            >thankfully sugercube corner was along the route, wasn’t much effort to make a stop there along the way

                                            >good thing you recognized what it looked like in no hooves land since it wasn’t actually called that in this world

                                            >apparently your phone called it the ‘Sweet Shoppe Cafe’

                                            >it helped that a human looking Miss Cake was at the register, seeing blue skin was fucking you up inside though

                                            >either way this breakfast muffin was wonderful

                                            >you wondered how the taste would compare to the Equestrian Sugarcube Corner

                                            >shit, what would you say to the purple book horse

                                            >it’d be too suspicious to just jump headfirst into the portal, as much as you wanted to do that

                                            >maybe you’d fake tripping into it by accident, you could claim to be clumsy

                                            >before you know it, you’ve arrived

                                            >the biggest horsecock statue grazes your eyes

                                            >there doesn’t look to be anyone around

                                            >no visible cameras either

                                            >fuck it, ‘accidentally’ drop the muffin wrapper, you remember which side the portal was supposed to be on

                                            >slip on it, stick your hands out

                                            >BAM

                                            >”Fudge Muffin!”

                                            >okay, guess it’s closed for maintenance today

                                            >hold on

                                            >wasn’t the actual statue part of the portal supposed to have been destroyed after the friendship games?

                                            >"Easy ther', Sugercube! Ya need a han'?"

                                            >you recognize that voice immediatelyit

                                            >you didn’t actually expect to directly run into a main character this soon, but there's no mistaking that accent

                                            >an orange hand is offered to you

                                            >you look look up into big green eyes, blond hair, and a whole lot of freckles

                                            >ENTER: APPLEJACK

                                            >what you don't see, unfortunately, is any kind of neck wear

                                            >specifically, those damn magical geodes or whatever they are

                                            >cool hat, though

                                            "Cool hat. Oh, and, uh, thanks for the hand."

                                            >that wasn't too much spaghetti, was it? Apple Horse is underappreciated in her time

                                            >"Aw shucks, means a lot coming’ from a fellow as fancy-dressed as yourself! But don't worry none about the help, ya hear? I-“

                                            >whatever else she was going to say was gone now, as you've been cucked by the bell

                                            >”Shoot! Ya got Harshwinney for home room?”

                                            >double shoot, you haven’t bothered to look at your schedule yet

                                            >”I actually don’t recall, hold on a quick second…”

                                            >fumbling your spaghetti around for the paper, you find that your Hoomroom teacher is Cherilee, damn it

                                            >”Darn it! Ah well, see ya around partner!”

                                            >just as quickly as the Apple grows, it falls far from the tree

                                            >or whatever

                                            >you might actually need a quick look at a map of CHS

                                            >oh yeah, and you need to pick up the remains of your muffin

                                            >don’t be a litterbug, faggot

                                            >or late either

                                            >you don’t really have it in you to run though

                                            >you knew these girls were teenager in high school

                                            >but wasn’t applejack a bit younger looking than that?

                                            >it made some sense, no geodes meant no Camp Everfree shenanigans

                                            >and the statue not being broken implied no Friendship Games at CHS yet

                                            >and if it was the first day of the year, then…

                                            >*BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING*

                                            >ah hell, and right outside Cheerilees classroom, too

                                            >she’s just about to close the damn door!

                                            >you rapidly knock on it

                                            ”Uh, excuse me miss!”

                                            >Cheeilee moves the door back open

                                            >”Oh dear, don’t be late on the first day, mister!”

                                            “Sorry about that, mamm!”

                                            >you feel like a massive sperg, especially since a quick scan shows the full class is staring at you

                                            >there's only one empty seat left in the entire classroom

                                            >but you’re looking next to the seat instead

                                            >your deskmate is Sunset Shimmer

                                            >you're really feeling that monkey's paw curling around your balls right now

                                            >like most >no hooves enjoyers, you thought Sunset Shimmer was best pony

                                            >like most Sunsetfags however, you didn't really think that until Rainbow Rocks happened

                                            >that movie definitely did not happen yet

                                            >shoulders closed and guarded, leather jacket standing out for all to see

                                            >blood red hair is streaked by piss yellow

                                            >you swear there's a fire growing in those cyan eyes

                                            >a cocky smirk vanishes into a frown

                                            >Sunset's eyes narrow right back at you

                                            >shit, she caught you mirin' bro

                                            >you just awkwardly look away and sat down

                                            >way to establish yourself as an easy target

                                            >Cherrilee claps her hands

                                            >"Alright Freshmen, let me be the first to welcome you to your first ever class in CHS! My name is Miss Cherrilee, and I'll be your Homeroom teacher for the year! In the spirit of the Wondercolts, however, I'd like for everyone to turn to their deskmate next to them and break the ice!"

                                            >fuck

                                            >there's no one on Sunset's right

                                            >so she has to turn to you

                                            >her expression is one of reserved polietness

                                            >"Well hello there, mysteriously dressed stranger! To whom do I have the honor of speaking to?"

                                            >man, she is really buttering you up right off the bat

                                            >it'd be suspicious to try to brush her off

                                            >you don't want to get her attention any more than you somehow already have

                                            >this young looking teenager isn't even human

                                            >you're dealing with an ambitious unicorn prodigy with a sharp mind and no reservations about what she want to do to fufill those ambitions

                                            >presumably, she went through the mirror portal as a fully grown adult

                                            >but she's not the only one here who's not what they appear to be

                                            "Well hello to you too, sharply dressed stranger! My mysterious name is Anonymous. The honor of speaking to a lady such as yourself happens to be all mine, miss...?"

                                            >"Sunset Shimmer."

                                            >be Sunset Shimmer

                                            >you've been getting a handle on this strange reality for a few moons now

                                            >this world of freaks, or humans as they call themselves

                                            >your new classmates have no ambition, no drive, much like your former classmates back in the real Canterlot

                                            >even worse than those talentless fools, there seems to be no magic of any sort for these humans to bother with

                                            >to their credit, they've handeled themselves competently for a society at the mercy of nature

                                            >intoducing modern technology to Equestria, perhaps even using these new technologys in conjunction with and to further magic

                                            >you could usher Equestria into a new golden age

                                            >once you uncover ascension and a new thrown, of course

                                            >but these humans

                                            >their messages of friendship and peace are even more hypocritical then even Celestia

                                            >to her credit, Equestria has known peace. Stagnation.

                                            >but this world's histories are littered with war

                                            >even now, other parts of the world were causing massive destruction without magic

                                            >the horrors of war disturbed you to the core

                                            >but you would be able to reign it all in soon enough

                                            >these humans would prove easy to manipulate

                                            >such as right now

                                            >you knew you were conventionally pretty for this species

                                            >you would milk your natrual beauty for what it was worth

                                            >this idiot was only one of many to stare without shame

                                            >how disappointing

                                            “So, how’s you’re life been, Anonymous? I bet it’s quite…exciting.”

                                            >”Not much to say unfortunately, I’ve only moved into town recently. But I don’t mean to be rude, I’m sure your life is much more exciting than mine?”

                                            >Lost. Confused. Unfamiliar. This one would make for an easy pawn, one of many.

                                            “Oh you flatter me so, but I’ve moved into the area a couple of months ago myself.

                                            Perhaps we could…get aquantied with one another.”

                                            >”Perhaps indeed, Miss Shimmer.”

                                            >be you

                                            >god, what a crappy first period

                                            >it felt very obvious that you and sunset were fishing for information around each other

                                            >your explanation for your attire? It ‘suited’ you

                                            >hobbies? you just went off on a tangent about the internet

                                            >you worked very hard to seem as dull and uninteresting as you possibly could

                                            >all while trying to appease her fat ego

                                            >Sunset herself wasn’t revealing much either

                                            >assuming she was being honest at all she had only been living in Canterlot for a couple of months

                                            >that would probably be the day she popped out the mirror portal

                                            >likely meaning that the next time it opened would be the plot of equestria girls one

                                            >from there, a whole lot of magic would start leaking into this world from Equestria

                                            >this was going to be a long 30 moons of high school drama you wanted no real part of

                                            >at this point you really wished you didn’t show up until most of the timeline already happened, risk of sunset reading your mind and discovering your folder of her be damned

                                            >not even a couple of hours and you’ve already met her and Applejack

                                            >at this rate you’d run into the sirens and sci-twi by lunch

                                            >thankfully Sunset left you alone when class ended and you had to go to history

                                            >but you apparently shared English afterwards

                                            >at least after that you had a sunset free gym

                                            >more importantly, a buffer for going to lunch

                                            >you would not be denied Granny Smith's home cafeteria cooking!

                                            >you'd finish up the day with school's most famous trilogy

                                            >math, science, and Prench

                                            >that was probably French but English was still English so whatever

                                            >damn horse puns

                                            >thankfully you didn't recognize any main characters in this classroom

                                            >maybe

                                            >you felt like you were being way too noticeable as is, especially given the amount of classes you shared with Sunset

                                            >the absolute last thing you needed to do was sperg out in front of her and spill a secret you should not know

                                            >you needed to blend in the background, become unnoticeable

                                            >invisible.mov

                                            >the kind of memory that people would easily forget

                                            >memory...stone

                                            >shit, that's probably buried in the woods behind the school right now

                                            >you didn't want to risk your past life's memories to be erased by-

                                            >WALLFLOWER

                                            >she was super forgettable and ignored throughout the majority of the series

                                            >basically what most anons would go through

                                            >including you, normally

                                            >maybe she wouldn't want to use that memory erasing poke ball if you were as forgettable as her

                                            >you scan the classroom again, but no luck finding any green that isn't yours

                                            >damn

                                            >you recall vaguely that she had English with Sunset

                                            >maybe talk Wallflower after English class, then

                                            >you're pretty sure Wallflower Blush does not actually have English with you and Sunset

                                            >you didn't hear shit during roll call and you have to sit next to Sunset again

                                            >lot more green hair this class, though

                                            >KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

                                            >in an very familiar scene, the teacher has to get up just as class has started to allow a late student

                                            >sure enough the student is being chewed out for being late on the very first day of class

                                            >maybe you'd tell this random kid that also happened to you, you'd both get a kek out of that

                                            >aw hell

                                            >it's Wallflower Blush

                                            >at least you've got an excuse to talk to her now


                                            >be Wallflower Blush

                                            >be invisible, invisible

                                            >like a droplet in the mist

                                            >you should write that one down, that was a good line

                                            >the one good part of today so far

                                            >first of, your single mother was busy with work, as usual

                                            >next it turned out your favorite cereal was all out

                                            >then the bus driver decided to ignore your existence entirely and not pick you up at your stop

                                            >you missed out on first period entirely running to school in your now sweaty striped sweater and got ignored when you showed up in history

                                            >you're pretty sure you got marked absent by the teacher

                                            >none of the students seemed to notice your attempts to speak with them either

                                            >not even that one guy in a suit who kept looking around every few seconds

                                            >you wonder briefly what's up with him, but who cares

                                            >you're only being ignored by everything and everyone, again

                                            >every day in middle school, every day ever since you were a little kid

                                            >those days were better days

                                            >and you promised yourself you'd reclaim those better days in high school

                                            >no dice after history though

                                            >you still felt gross from sweating and headed to the restroom to try and dry yourself off a bit

                                            >and then you had to pee, but someone just had to try and use your stall

                                            >now you're late for another class period, and chewed out in front of the whole class at that

                                            >as usual, no one bats so much as an eye at your shenanigans

                                            >the teacher doesn't even notice your name on their roll call sheet at first

                                            >you do find an empty seat behind that weird suit guy, though

                                            >now you're slightly concerned

                                            >the guy just keeps looking around a lot

                                            >and this total delinquent girl sitting next to him is staring at him a lot

                                            >she looks so cool

                                            >cool leather jacket, cool red and blonde hair, cool boots

                                            >you bet someone like her gets a ton of attention

                                            >tons of friends, a family that’s around

                                            >godiwishthatwasme.rar

                                            >now the suit guy is just staring right at her

                                            >ugh, are they making ga ga eyes? Do they have a history?

                                            >you wish you had a good history with someone...

                                            >sigh

                                            >whatever, everyone is already forgetting you again ayways

                                            >suit weirdo wouldn’t notice if you tried to get his attention

                                            >you gently poke the suit guy in the back your pencil

                                            >"GYAH!"

                                            >surprisingly, the guy jumps from his seat faster than you can run from an awkward situation

                                            >now both him and the delinquent are looking right at you

                                            >"Was that a sharp pencil?"

                                            >be Sunset

                                            >you were just about to try to fish more information from anon

                                            >you get the feeling he's being a bit evasive

                                            >he can't be that shy, even you know just from looking around that it's not normal for him to be in some wannabe nobility outfit

                                            >then he leaps up into the air abruptly while yelling

                                            >what was going on?

                                            >you see anon turn around behind him

                                            >wait, who the hay was this girl?

                                            >you swore her seat was empty when the bell rung

                                            >you didn't notice any absent names during roll call

                                            >you raise an eyebrow at her

                                            >disheveled hair, red in the face, and looking completely frightened

                                            >you normally would have sensed someone so blatantly insecure without even trying

                                            >first Anonymous seems to be trying to play your long game in Homeroom

                                            >he laid it a little thick with the compliments

                                            >then you got a front row seat to that pink girl's rather unusual behavior in gym class

                                            >you're certain neither human nor pony was capable of replicating what she did

                                            >at least not without some kind of magic

                                            >you failed to get her attention for very long, however

                                            >and now this green girl failed to get yours, despite how observant you were being all day

                                            >something very unusual was going on with the humans at this school

                                            >perhaps the next couple dozen moons would be less boring than you anticipated

                                            >just what makes these humans tick?

                                            >oh wait, now the mystery invisible anomaly was speaking

                                            >"N-no, it wasn't that sharp, was it...?"

                                            >her voice trails off, but both her and anonymous' attention are off of you completely

                                            >how will anonymous interact with someone so...pathetic?

                                            >"Still hurt. I'm not enough of a pencil expert to notice either way."

                                            >he simply shrugged

                                            >"If it helps, I was nearly late to class in my first period. Saw that whole you being late deal just now and it was similar. Just thought I should mention it."

                                            >"W-wait, you noticed that?"

                                            >wait, what?

                                            >what were these two talking about? you hadn't noticed any repeats of that morning's incident occurring

                                            >were the people at this school conspiring against you?

                                            >oh hayseed, now you missed the girl's response

                                            >you narrowed your eyes

                                            >the situation was going to require far more seriousness than you thought


                                            >be a very confused anonymous

                                            >Wallflower was doing her hiding in plain sight thing it seemed

                                            "Why wouldn't I have noticed? I just saw it happen."

                                            >"Y-you didn't notice when I tried to get your attention last period. You kept looking around."

                                            >you had history with Wallflower and didn't notice?

                                            >was she fucking cursed or something? you were looking for familiar faces like her

                                            "I was actually inspecting the building. Up to fire code and all that.

                                            >clearly Wallflower was not buying it. Neither was Sunset apperently

                                            >wait, Sunset was staring right at Wallflower

                                            >she now knows she exists

                                            >that hopefully wouldn't derail the timeline too badly

                                            >you couldn't risk pre-redemption Sunset finding that Stone

                                            >BRIIIIIIIIIIIIING

                                            "Wow, the bell sure has timing. What other classes do we have together, Wallflower?"

                                            >Wallflower just stood there and blinked

                                            >"O-oh yeah, right, here"

                                            >she hurried to pull out her entire ass schedule to you

                                            >surprising, but you'll take it

                                            >then Sunset just up and snatched it out of her hands

                                            >guess she really needed to know Wallflower's schedule

                                            >"H-hey!"

                                            >Sunset only sends a brief, smug look at Wallflower

                                            >she easily sidesteps your attempts to get the schedule back

                                            >"Well isn't this swell? Your schedule is identical to anon's here!"

                                            "You already have my schedule memorized?"

                                            >thats not the most shocking part here

                                            >being sent to CHS at seemingly the beginning of Sunset's attendance

                                            >instead of say, when the actual plot kicked in

                                            >having the same schedule as Wallflower

                                            >how exactly did you get isaki'd here?

                                            >"Don't be so surprised Anonymous, It'd be rude not to when I asked."

                                            >"Yet I can't help but notice that I also share homeroom with Anonymous. Yet, you weren't there. Seems you have a hard time being noticed, eh Wallflower?'

                                            >Wallflower flinches

                                            "Sunset, that's not really-"

                                            >"Y-you two are noticing me now!"

                                            >ok there was that too

                                            >"Why so sensitive? You having a hard time being noticed?"

                                            >Wallflower shrinks

                                            "Sunset, you're crossing a line here. Drop it."

                                            >"Oh don't worry you're head over it, Anonymous. I'm sure that soon, no one will ever forget our little Wallflower."

                                            >with that, Sunset saunters off

                                            >christ, she had Wallflower pegged immediatley

                                            "Don't worry about her Wally, Sunset seems a bit cucco in the head."

                                            >"W-wally?"

                                            "Well we're going to be around the whole year apparently. Might as well toss around some nicknames, right?"


                                            >be Wallflower

                                            >ugh, that bacon-haired...

                                            >MEANIE

                                            >someone finally notices you and they don't hesitate to point out the obvious

                                            >this Anonymous guy or whatever couldn't get a word in

                                            >he didn't really hesitate to toss a nickname your way though

                                            >what's were these guys' deals?

                                            "What's your deal with that...Sunset girl?"

                                            >"Honestly, heck if I know. I just met her earlier. Wonder what her endgame is..."

                                            >anon says that, but he seemed..frustrated with Sunset's tactics

                                            >almost as if he expected something different

                                            >you walked to gym together, or at least you thought you did

                                            "So, friends, huh. I guess I don't mind-anon?"

                                            >turns out he walked on ahead of you

                                            >sure enough, there he was looking around like earlier

                                            >honestly, now you were really annoyed with your invisibility

                                            >you slug him in the shoulder, just like in the animes

                                            >"Hey, what the-oh there you are Wally."

                                            >you can't stop yourself from sighing

                                            >at least this one kinda remembered your name deliberatly

                                            >maybe you'll change your name if people keep messing up Wallflower Blush