EG TG Series Let your Pies Fly Pinkie

Equestria Girls TG Series:
Let your Pies Fly, Pinkie


   In any given school you have your clicks, groups of people that focus on the same ideas, from jocks to nerds, every school has them.  But whatever group a person belongs to, some will eventually drift away as they began seeking life outside of what once define them.

   However large the clicks can get there are those who just don’t fit in with a single group, sometimes by choice but most of the time by discrimination.  Take for example one Jacob James-Johnson, a loner, but not in the typical sense of the word.  In fact, the small circle of friends he has are often confused by this usual monotone speaking teenager.  Even stranger is the teenager status…despite not being in any clicks, roughly half the school knows him thanks to his personality.  Or more accurate, his lack of personality, the guy was as interesting as a printed brink.  Jacob just didn’t have a sense of humor and couldn’t get even the simplest of jokes.

   There were even rumors that a girl once asked Jacob what kind of personality he had and he replied “Maud Pie” leaving the girl in complete confusion.  Needless to say, Jacob James-Johnson isn’t the easiest person to interact with.  Still, that didn’t stop a trio of girls from strolling up to him, and the one with glasses stepped forward.

   “Excuse me,” the Twilight-look-alike said politely. “But my friends and I are doing an independent social studies project and we were wondering if you might help us out.”

   Jacob, who has been listening to something on his tablet, pulled his ear-buds out and looked at the trio.  “Sure, what can I help you with, you lovely ladies,” he says in a monotonous voice.

   He saw the Sunset-look-alike awkward expression but Jacob ignores it and look at Twilight.  The studious-looking student didn’t waste time in getting down to business even though he could tell that she was a little off-put like her friend was.

   “Well, you might find this silly, but we are researching how someone may view others in comparison to how we view ourselves,” Twilight explained calmly.  “So, if you can, can you explain how our hair, bodies and eyes look to you?”

   Jacob nodded, though he agreed it sounded silly he did begin to study the ladies.  He looked at the Fluttershy-look-alike first.  “You obviously need to use more sunscreen when you go out.  Your healthy pale skin is probably sun sensitive, but I do like these small, pink lightning bolts in your hair.”

   Fluttershy grabbed some of her hair and looked for the pattern that was just pointed out, but obviously found none.  Jacob didn’t seem to care as he looked at Twilight.

  “And you can stand to get a little more sun,” he explained monotonously.  “Your skin is pale and your black hair looks like it has some split ends.  Your brown eyes do look cute behind those glasses, though.”

   Twilight quickly brought up her notebook and began writing quickly, to hide the blush that was forming.  Jacob looked at the Sunset-look-alike and notice how nervous she was.

   “You, on the other hand, are fine,” Jacob said, his voice still void of any emotion.  “You had some nice skin, and those blue eyes of yours are cute too.”

   Sunset looked away and Jacob thought he saw the faint traces of red running across her cheek.

   “If you add some dye to your hair, you would nearly look like Sunset Shimmer,” Jacob said emotionlessly as he stood up and looked at Twilight.  “Since you’re asking me what you look like, I feel inclined to ask how each of you see the other.”

   Twilight sigh faintly and said, “What would you say if I tell you these two see me with lavender skin and I see them with pale skin and ember skin?”  The unicorn-turner looks Jacob in the eyes and tries to find any clue of what he thought about her statement.  Not to her surprise, she couldn’t find a thing, which causes her to sigh.  “Well, thanks for your time, I think we have everything we need.”

   Jacob simply nodded, put his ear-buds back in and began to walk away.  The girls began talking among themselves and were unaware that Jacob had skillfully put one of his ear-buds in such a way that he was still able to hear them.

   “Was he trying to hit on us?” Sunset asked, confused, “If so, I know gay guys who put more effort into it then that guy.”

   “Who knows,” Twilight said with a shrug, “I got a lot of classes with the guy and I never see him bat an eyelash.”

   Jacob stopped listening by putting his ear-bud in all the way and turned the volume on his tablet to high.  He then left the three girls to their devices, though he was curious about what Twilight had side…he certain he had never seen her in any of his classes.  Oh well, it wasn’t his concern.


(…)


   Since Jacob’s next class was gym and he wasn’t a big fan of gym, the young man decided to head to a “secret area” that most of the students knew about, but none of the teachers seems to know about, if the countless students who hide there meant anything.  Normally when he skips gym, he would just lie around and do nothing until his next class, but something unusual was happening to him…he couldn’t shake the thing that Twilight-look-alike said.

   “That Twilight like girl said she takes classes with me, but I would know if someone that cute would be in the same class as me,” Jacob muttered monotonously.

   The usually emotionless teen took a seat against the wall and looked at the ceiling.  It was so unlike him; he doesn’t like to get involved with anyone as that always led him to trouble.  With a light sigh, Jacob closed his eyes and tried to put all of these wayward thoughts out of his head.

   For a few minutes he set there and listen to the sound of his soft breathing when he felt something hit his head.  Jacob didn’t open his eyes as he reached up and felt around the top of his head, feeling the object that had fallen onto it.  He cracked open one eye as he held out the item he just found.

   “Hmm, a Pinkie Pie Cutie Mark necklace,” Jacob mused softly to himself, and began to study it.  “Nice work…this could easily have netted someone some good dough, if they hadn’t lost it.”

   Jacob frowns when he felt the item pulse and some sort of energy traveled down his arm.  He watched as the energy spread across his outfit of forest green cargo shorts, socks and sandals and cream colored sweater.  The young man watch as his clothing began to change.

   The first thing he notice was his shorts, they were quickly merging forming into a skirt that pop out when it completely turn into a single piece of clothing.  Next he watch as his sock, which had since bunched up around his ankles, pull themselves up and merge with his sandals as their thicken into boots.

   Curious, Jacob pull up his new skirt and watch as his boxers turn into cotton panties.  The young man frowns when he notices how comfortable these new panties of his are, and just sigh.  There was no sense in debating about the reason behind the state of his underwear when there’s more important things at the hand.

   Jacob let his skirt fall and looks at his sweater.  He watch as the piece of baggy, wool clothing tighten around his frame and a jacket with short sleeves form and his sweater thin out slightly.  He pulled back his shirt and watched as his undershirt turned into a bra.  Finally with a zipping sound, Jacob’s outfit’s colors changed into a mix of blue, pink and white.

   Jacob stood up and began moving around.  He noted how fitting his new outfit was; it was easy to move around despite several problems with his under garments.

   “So, either someone slip me something that’s only now taking effect,” Jacob said, stopping and looking at his outfit as he began to swing the necklace rather quickly.  “Or the other answer, as impossible as it seems, is that I am turning into the EG-version of Pinkie Pie.”

   Because he was swinging the item at such speeds, Jacob was unaware of the flash of light that came from it as it created a ring of light.

   Jacob suddenly stopped his swinging when he felt and heard a pop followed by a snap.  He looked down and saw that his hips and rear had extended, and a quick pat confirm something was missing.  He suddenly heard the sound of hissing air and the sound of a dropping weight, and watch as his legs slam down and felt his feet felt shrink slightly.

   “Yup, I’m turning into Pinkie Pie,” Jacob said, as he swing his necklace again as he watch the cloths on his lower half shrink to fit, and failing to notice that more energy was in his usual monotone voice.

   With the sound of bowling pins being knocked down, Jacob’s stomach flatten slightly and his waist push it with the sound of a loud clap.  The sound of popping popcorn was heard as Jacob’s breasts grew, and a long slide whistle was heard as her shoulders push in.  The sound of a spring springing accompany Jacob’s arms as their slim down.  The sound of turning gears filled the area as Jacob’s head reshaped itself, and the sound of a finely tuned harp was heard as the former boy’s hair grew.

   The transformation finish itself with the sound of a party cannon going off as Jacob’s color turned to match the EG Pinkie Pie and her hair popped out in the “usual Pinkie Pie” style  .

   For about the next 30 seconds, the new Pinkie Pie stood there completely motionless.  Strangely the necklace continues to swing even though the former boy wasn’t doing a thing.  Suddenly she began to giggle, low at first but quickly gaining volume.

    “HEHEHEHE, I can’t believe this!” Jacob said giddily.  “I turned into Pinkie Pie.  I TURNED INTO MY FAVORITE CHARACTER!!”

   Jacob giggled just a bit harder when she said that and began to dance.  She danced for five minute, doing outdated dances like the worm, and happy that she could finally express the emotions she had such trouble expressing in the past.  All the while she was dancing; she was completely unaware that she was still swinging her necklace.

   “WAIT!” Jacob suddenly screamed, planting her feet on the ground as her necklace was sent flying from her finger and landing perfectly around the girl’s neck, “Those girls I talked to earlier…they weren’t just dressed as the characters from the movies!  THEY ARE THE CHARACTERS FROM THE MOVIES!!”

   With that giddy outburst, Jacob grab her bag, ignoring the pulse of energy that came from her necklace and travel through her body and into her bag, causing it to change into different bag entirely, as she rushed from the students’ hiding spot, and into the halls.  Classes had ended and the halls were getting filled with students.  

    That didn’t stop the new Pinkie Pie, as her newly acquired Pinkie Senses guided her to target.

   “Let's see…itchy toe to my left, no itchy toe to me right,” Pinkie said to herself and look to her left.

   She smiled broadly when she see the trio of girls exit a classroom, and jumped.  The other EG-turner's looked up in time to see their newest member fell onto them and sent them to the ground.

   “Umm, if I still had a “member” I think I would be in a lot of pain,” Sunset mumble, dazed from the sudden fall.

   “OOOHH!” Pinkie Pie said as she got into a sitting position.  “I can’tbelieveIdidn’tseeitbefore!  YoutoldmethatyoulooklikethecharactersandIjustdidn’tseeit!”

   “Could you please get off of us?” Sunset asked, clearly annoyed by the way Pinkie was talking.

   “Okie-dokie-lokie,” Pinkie replied cheerfully.

   The pink skin girl next jumped off of the others by defying the laws of nature by not using her legs to push off the ground.  She landed next to her fellow turners and began orbiting around them as they got up and fix anything out of place.

   “Oh, I can’t believe this!” Pinkie said giddily.  “I didn’t see it but now I do.  You are really the characters from the EG movies, and now I’m totally one of you.  OOHHH!”

    Pinkie sudden stopped in front of Twilight and gave the former lazy genius a look that caused her to blush and shyly averted her eyes.

   “I thought you were cute before, but now that I can see your true colors you’re downright adorable.  And I’m into guys and gals, so I can totally date you!”

  Pinkie suddenly grabbed the still confused lavender-skin girl and planted a wet one on the other turner’s lips.  Sunset’s eyes bulged and Fluttershy let out a faint gasp as she tried to hide her red face behind her hands when they saw this sudden act.  Even some of the students who were watching because of the former emotionless teenager’s actions couldn’t help but be surprised by this sudden act.

   Pinkie pulled away from Twilight a few seconds later and licked her lips as the other turner look dazed, if her spinning eyes meant anything.  Twilight pulled herself together and looked away with a mad blush spreading across her face when she saw Pinkie.

   “OOH, I taste ginger,” Pinkie chirped cheerfully, and went in for another taste.

   “Hold it,” Sunset said, gently pulling the pink-skin girl from her friend.  “There’s thing we need to talk about, and I don’t think Twilight can take another one of your kisses.”

   “Okie-Dokie-Lokie!” Pinkie replied cheerfully.

   Sunset sighed and looked around; the crowd had started thin and she lean in close.  “You’re that guy we meant earlier, the emotionless flirter, right?”

   Pinkie just giggles, confusing her new friend, before saying, “Silly-Billy, I wasn’t emotionless, I had trouble expressing them!  But not anymore now that’s I’m-”

   “Keep it down!” Sunset hissed.  “We’re trying to keep it a secret that we’re turned into characters from a film-series-based-on-a-TV-series.”

   Pinkie nodded her understanding, and then made this odd motion; she zipped her mouth closed, put a lock on it, locked the lock, threw the key into a box and buried the box and build a house over the spot.  Sunset just sigh and rub her forehead.  This one is going to give her a headache, she can feel it.

   “Okay, since we get that out of the way, we need to give you a name,” Sunset said.  “We use the names of the characters we turn into as starting points.”

   “Ohh, I got the perfect one,” Pinkie said cheerfully and took a long breath, “You can call me Patty Liz May June April Potter Hilary-”

    Pinkie might have gone forever if Sunset hadn’t covered her mouth.  “Let just go with Patty Potter,” the ember-skin girl said tiredly.

   The elder of MLP-turner slowly took her hand away from the group’s newest member and was a little taken back by the large grin on the pick girl’s face.

   “I like it!” Pinkie said cheerfully.

   She next began dancing around, singing about her new name and something about going to a school for a certain wizard.  Sunset sighed, she could alright feel the headache coming on, and took out her schedule to see what her next class was going to be.

   “Since we’re using my schedule so we can stay together, let's see what’s next,” Sunset said as she looked at the piece of paper in he hand, “Hmm, history.”

  Pinkie suddenly stopped and both she and Twilight let out a groan.  This caused Sunset to raise a brow and looked at an equally confuse Fluttershy.

  “Is something wrong?” Sunset asked curiously.

   “It’s better if you just experience what’s in store for yourselves,” Twilight said tiredly.

   “Yeah, history is super duper no fun…even more then normal,” Pinkie said in a monotone voice, which sounded like her old self, only to instantly switch to her new cheerful tone and got close to Twilight, wrapping an arm around the surprised girl’s waist.  “But with you by my side, Ginger lips, I think I can handle it.  So, to history we go!”

   Pinkie then took off dragging a confused and slightly bashful Twilight with her.  Sunset just sigh tiredly and took off after the other turners, Fluttershy at her side.  She was right about the pink one, she had given her a small headache.

   Still, she wonder what was so bad about history?