A search for a true friend.

gender confusion

  I'm not quite sure what happened with the first part of the last chapter however I will see if I can find some way to fix it.

             

               frank pov.

So I was in the Everfree forest with no one but Maria to keep me company, and all I can do is trip out and worry about the fact that I'm in a skirt. Come on it's no different than last year, says Maria, referring to my costume from Comicon the previous year. Hey what happens at Comicon... I start, but then remembering all the times I dressed up as a female character for Comic Con, bronycon, and SanJapan, I panic as I think of the effects of the potion and I'm scared as to what it might have done to me.

So as you can imagine the first thing to do is lift up the skirt and see what I've got. My jaw drops as I look and see nothing but a blank canvas and a symbol of two crossed swords over a purple minds eye, not only do I no longer have guy parts but I have no parts at all and a cutie mark? Dammit Nintendo why couldn't pokemon be anatomically correct, now I can't tell if i'm a dude or a chick. And my fingers seem to be moving of there own accord.

   well I'm still into girls, but now I look like one  I'll assume that i'm a guy, or a lesbian?  Ether way its cool by me. So what do I know about kirlia? Psychic fairy typing, capable of telepathy, telekinesis, possible evolutions are gallade(assuming i'm still a guy) or gardivoir, and best stats residing in special attack and speed.

     Then I decide to explore my body and see what else was new. Other than being a startling frost white my hands where human, though being more feminine and Dainty than your average princess. My hair was the same length, a foot and a half long and covering one eye,but it was green with a light pink streak. And my eyes where red with purple pupils. Otherwise i'm a regular kirlia.

    Suddenly i'm alerted by a snapping twig and a low growl, inches behind me. Ready to fight I turn around, my daggers appearing at the throat of a timber wolf shit this ain't Atlanta I can't fight one of these, So I start running as fast as I can through the woods. When an idea hits me i'm technically a psychic pokemon, meaning I should be able to levitate things, so maybe it will work so I combine My willpower with my hopefully newfound telekinesis and jump. Ha suck it life it works. That was my last conscious thought before I was knocked unconscious by a combination of faltering powers, and a low hanging branch snapping my head back.

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I awoke to some rustling sounds. And a soft but kind of familiar voice "are yo..." Before I could think it through, I jumped spinning around telekinetically grabbing my blade and pressing it to the neck of my "attacker". The yellow pegasus mare froze with an "eeep" as I realized who it was I thought as hard as I could at her i'm sorry, can you forgive me Fluttershy? she ducked away harder at that than she had the blade.

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               Fluttershy pov

I just wanted to help the little guy, but he was so violent with that huge sword at my throat. And then suddenly he could speak, and worse how did he know my name? "I ju jjust wanted to he help you." I stammered,  "you looked hurt". I could see the shame on the little guys face. Then I noticed that as soon as his sword had been released from his partially ... telekinetic grip it vanished. So I said " you can come with me if that's ok."

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             frank pov