Room 327- Saturday morning

[notconflicted]

Sia had been here all of a couple weeks, and she'd been woefully underprepared for the idea that she might turn into a pony. That, believe it or not, had not made it into the brochure.

And yet here she was, a white pony that still had streaks in her hair- er, mane- standing in her dorm room on all four legs, staring at herself in the mirror and being slightly less convinced with every passing second that she had to be imagining this. Maybe after a few weekends like this, she might get used to the idea enough to remember that at least she was still pretty (for a horse) and go with it.


[Omg, I have never needed ice cream more in my life, but door and post are open!]

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"I'd probably be too wasted to notice," Britta realized, wondering if all those weekends, something had actually happened, but everyone was too wasted to notice.

[notconflicted]

"That doesn't sound like fun." Go figure, she wasn't much of a party girl.

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"Spoken like a person who's never really been out partying so much they can't even remember doing it," Britta said with a wry smirk. "Sounds like I've been slacking off on my sibling duties and need to take you out some weekend to see what I mean."

No, Britta. That was not a part of your sibling duties.

[notconflicted]

"I appreciate the thought, but I prefer to remember my weekends," Sia told her. Though that was one thing she could be honest with her father about simply because there was no way he would ever believe her.

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"Even these ones?" Britta asked dryly with a pointed lift of a pony brow.

[notconflicted]

"Yes. I might learn something valuable from the experience, annoying as it is."

Way to keep that glass half full, Sia. Oh sorry, trough half full.

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"Like what?" asked Britta, who found she was actually genuinely curious.

[notconflicted]

"How to better deal with adversity. Problem solving, seeing as how I'm unable to use my hands and must find other ways to do things. It may be easier to be kind to other creatures later simply because I am one at the moment," she reasoned.

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And, if anything, it was definitely that last one that got Britta. "Okay," she allowed, "maybe there are some lessons to be learned. We can definitely become richer by the experience, but we can also learn things from other experiences, too. Like experiencing completely off the hook parties in the city."

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"Such as why one might never ever want to do it again?" Sia suggested.

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"All I'm saying," Britta said, and she was going to lift her hooves to emphasize the point and remembered that was a bad idea, "is that you can't knock it until you try it. After you try it, though, I will respect your opinion and know that you speak from both wisdom and experience."

[notconflicted]

Sia considered this. She didn't want to, but if it was anything like what she thought it would be, going might take the subject off the table entirely. Besides, Britta might need someone to look out for her.

"If you respect my opinion even if it's negative afterwards, then fine," she agreed.

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"Awesome," said Britta, nodding with a bright smile lighting up her pony face. "As soon as we don't have four legs, manes, and tails, I am figuring out one hell of a party night."