>Day wake me up in Lala land
>be Anontonio the pastel colored winged horse abomination plush thing
>you begin to come to
>hopefully you've woken up from that nightmare
>you feel something akin to a rapidly repeating patting on your chest
>you force open your eyelids
>you can still see your muzzle and find yourself in a bed with a light blue blanket inside what seems to be a wooden pastel colored cottage
>...
>cazzo
>oh, and did you mention that you notice that there seems to be a bobble-head white bunny plush thing sternly stomping on your poofy chest?
>yep, you're now certain
>you've clearly fallen down the rabbit hole this delivery
>you watch the little white bobble bunny turn around and point with one of its stubbly little arms towards its rump
>you notice what looks like tire marks among unkept fur
>you watch as it turns back to face you and points back towards your face as it continues stomping angrily over you
>what does this roadkill want from you, a goddamn carrot?
>you ignore the furball and raise your upper body up right from a laid down position once more
>you take another look around the room
>you see a few windows, stairs leading up, some couches, a fireplace, birdcages hanging from the ceiling, what seems to be other pet accessories, a door leading outside, another probably leading to a kitchen, a nightstand with an oddly familiar looking lamp and the vespa from before parked right next to the bed you were laying in minus the pizza boxes
>you feel something suddenly pulling your chest forward
>you look down to see the rude little furball pulling onto your chest fur with one paw and shaking the other paw angrily towards you
>all while rudely squeaking nonsensical noises at you
>you raise your right fluffy log of an arm from above the covers and shove the furball off of your hairy chest tuft with a squeak and retort
"Eyy bugs!"
>you assume this little birichino understands english from your experiences with the first two plushies you've met since you've woken up to this hell
"Why don you maek like-a ball an' bounca!"
>you're suddenly interrupted with the distinct sounds of laughter
>"Hah, oh hoh hoh hoh hoh!"
>you pause, turn your head and try to find the source of this unexpected chuckling
>"Oh hah, over here my little joker."
>you suddenly watch the strangely shaped desk lamp transformed and grew into the snake-like being from before
>you remain speechless as the towering being approaches the side of the bed
>you watch as the puffball on the bedsheet now yips and shakes it's paw angrily towards ass-face while hopping up and down
>you gasp unexpectantly as the bunny suddenly poofs into what seems to be a white rubber ball with it's face it's face etched on it before you
>dumbfounded, you watch as it then gets flicked out the window with a squeak from a flick of the snake-being's talon
>"Bounce like a ball, classic..."
>you stare at the snake-being in confusion as it wipes a tear from one of its eyes with its lion's paw before turning to face you
>"I think I may like you already."
>the snaky being sits down on the Vespa, a pair of glasses on it's face, a notepad and quil in paw suddenly poof into existence and it stares expectantly at you
>you calm your nerves a little and try to use your words before things could get any more awkward
"I, whera am I."
>It begins to scribble something on its notepad and continues eyeing you
>"You're in Fluttershy's quaint little cottage, just outside the bland little town of Ponyville."
>you don't recognize either of those names
"An whera izza dat?"
>"In the boring kingdom of Equestira part of the generic world of Equestria. "Lame" name, I know.. Wouldn't you agree that Discordia or Chaos-Land would sell as a better name?"
>you ignore the latter bit of its speech
>the word Equestria as a kingdom or nation doesn't ring a bell to you
>you're now positive that you're no longer living la dolce vita in la bella nazione that is Italy
>you begin to tense up again
"H-how do ayy come herea!?"
>"Oh, I was enjoying magnificent picnic with Fluttershy when the little white rodent was being peskey. Sooo, I borrowed Celestia's magic mirror in hopes that a steam engine would drive the RUDE raskal away."
>magic mirror? You didn't understand any of this, are you supposed to be in some sort of Disney cartoon?
>"Of course you came riding on this cushy scooter of yours instead and broke the mirror in dimensional crossing. Oh, but don't worry about that little one. I still commend you on getting the job done. You should of seen your faces! Oh hah!"
>you watch it chuckle as it throws the notepad and quil into the air and leans closer towards you
>for a moment's glance at the flying notebook you see a crudely drawn picture of the said snake-being wearing sandals that appear to have the head of the rabbit on one and of what seems to be a white unicorn with it's tongue sticking out on the other
>"Don't tell Celestia though, I don't think she'd have trouble getting a new one but "I" have a reputation now to keep."
>it whispers senseless ramblings close to one of your ears in a hushed tone
>you instinctively put up your arms to touch your ears as the snake-being leans back for a moment to watch you inquisitively
>you feel some thing similar to dog ears with your nubs you then feel greasy hair akin to a mane
>madonna, you're convinced you're a cartoon marshmellow pegasus!
>you turn your attention back to it
"An who'ra you, some talking asino?"
>"I, little colt, am Discord! Draconequus, spirit of chaos, master of mischief, king of fun and funny things! Perhaps you've heard of me?"
>you watch Discord pose like a egomaniacal prince with poofed golden crown, cane and trophy with "#1 Chaos" etched into it
>you get it, he's magic or something
>you give a blank annoyed stare at this pazzo as a few seconds pass
>"Humph, I expect a little praise at least. Interdimensional portal summoning of a metal object in motion with such a small mirror wasn't easy you know?"
>you've come to the conclusion that Discord is somehow responsible for your current situation
>in anger you do what's natural to you
>you raise your voice
"PAZZO, SEND ME HO-muphuh!!!"
>"Zip it, wouldn't want to wake Fluttershy before I know a little more about you little one. She's had long night, making space for you here."
>your muzzle suddenly feels uncomfortably scrunched shut as Discord booped it with his lion's paw and then makes a zipper like motion
>"Oh, it didn't work?"
>you notice a sudden hesitation in Discord's voice and use this moment to bite down hard on his lion paw
>"Gwooo, oh you cute little cad."
>at least your teeth weren't soft
>you feel your jaw snap shut as Discord unhinged his paw in retreat from your teeth
>you watch as Discord now poofed a new set of clothes onto himself in the style of a Dentist with a face mask, white coat and latex gloves
>"You should of played along little one, now I have to figure out what you are the fun way."
"Whadda you want wid-muepghhh."
>you get cut off again as Discord leans close to your face and uses the gloves to forcibly keep open your mouth from the sides
>you try to fight him off you kicking by using your four hooves but alas, your marshmallowy appendages were useless
>you watch helplessly as you can only assume Discord is making funny faces with your lips as if you were putty or something
>"Hmm, two pairs of canines.."
>you whine in pain as Discord forces your mouth even more open then what you would consider possible with what you can only assume is a miniature car tire jack
>you're not used to such cartoon physics
>you watch in horror as Discord sticks his head into your mouth as if wanting to take a look down your throat
"Uggrgh!"
>you find fur taste disgusting and your eyes begin to tear up from discomfort
>"Hmmmm, smells like garlic in here. So you're definitely not a vampony."
>you gasp in relief as Discord leaves your gullet and you take a quick gasp of air only to feel dread again once you feel something pull your tail
>si, you want off the ride now per piacere
>you'd bet this Disney cartoon hell you're in is directed by Tim Burton
>you're lifted up from your tail by Discord's talon claw and are now hanging upside down
>you shake in fear as a little black storm cloud emitting static forms above you but still below the ceiling
>"Just one more experiment now. This should only sting for a moment if you're a normal pony."
>Mama mia, he is watching you expectantly with a devilish grin!
>you've watched enough cartoons as a kid to know where this is going
>you want to raise a white flag
"Per f-favore non-n, ah-I surrendurra! I-I talk! I TALK!"
>but your pleads go unheard as a small jolt of lightning cracks and hits you
>you feel nothing from it, but for a moment you swear you could see the pastel colored skeleton of your horse body and you suddenly have a bit of a sharp headache
>"Immune to metamorphoses but only resistant to magic, hmmm."
>Discord then flips you around and holds you up as if you were Simba from lion king or something
>"Well aren't you a very special little pegasus colt. That wasn't TOO bad now, was it?"
>...
>why did this merda always HAVE to happen to you
>you hear footsteps, no hoof-steps running down the stairway
"I-is everything alright!? I-I thought I heard yelling, then lightning, then I just-EPPP!"
>both you and Discord turn your attention towards the source of that commotion
>your soggy eyes see what you think is angel horse from before standing a few feet away from you and Discord
>you watch the yellow cartoon pegasus with pink mane gasp, then puffs her cheeks before shouting a single phrase like an angry siren
>"D-DISCORD!!"
>you hear noting but eerie quiet for a few seconds
>then you began to suddenly feel wet all over your lower body followed by a dripping sound
>mi scappa la pipi, papa
>"Oh! Myy..."
>you were a half-sobbing, shaking, poofy mess of a little pegasus and now peed yourself aswell as on the cottage's wood pastel colored floor
>you've done this all while still being held up by Discord
>"Now Fluttershy, look what you've done to the poor colt! I had him COMPLETELY under control. Now you've gone and made him pee himself by terrifying him."
>you can't wake up inside