Oh look, a quest! Round one (now with results!)

[Speck]

It tastes sweet. She thinks when her tongue licks what she believes to be the ground. Her eyes are held shut. Speck although awake still feels the lengthy hung over sense of sleepiness. She allows her tongue to fall from her mouth again, and she takes another taste. Her lips smack against themselves when her tongue retreats, and she moans softly in the sugariness that is the flavor that hits her taste buds. Atop a multitude of colorful “grass” lies the young filly looking far different than she did only a few hours before. Her eyes begin to open and as she does so her legs are kicked in front of her and she stretches with all her might. It takes just a moment for Speck to recognize that her hooves and legs are not what they used to be. ”Wha…” She mumbles as she flexes her hoof in front of her face. She brings the appendage to her mouth and places it between her teeth. It tastes funny. Quickly Speck kicks her foot from her mouth and lines her teeth with her tongue. A moment passes as she focuses on the aftertaste, and a descriptive word finally comes to her. Plastic! She tastes like plastic! Speck glides her cheek against the “grass” that she had been lying on. She notes that it does not feel like grass but rather like fur, and as she lies in her growing confusion the grass-fur begins to move. It rises and falls almost unnoticeable to the young filly. Speck thinks for a moment that it may be best to just close her eyes and attempt to wake herself from this dream, but the sweet smell of the fur-belly hits her nostrils. She decides to indulge a bit more. Speck adjusts her body so that she is lying on her stomach and her legs are outstretched in a star formation. She then dives her nose into the belly and begins to gnaw on the sugary strands that make it up. ”Ouch! Who is doing that?” the belly rumbles and the voice, deep and ominous, force Speck to look up from her sweet snack. The first thing that she sees is wide black, beady eyes staring down at her. Speck’s eyes then wander to the side of her and she sees large circular paw made up of the exact texture of her current ground. ”Um..hello?” She squeaks. The belly begins to rumble again and she feels her body bounce upward as her entire world shifts. ”Are you new?” It speaks. ”New?” She stammers. ”Yes…are you new? I mean you must be.” It laughs causing Speck to bounce even more. She struggles to hold onto her spot while staring blankly at the large purple face of what seems to be a stuffed bear. ”Your not covered in anything yet..and you have all your hair. You must be new.” It pauses and quietly speaks again. ”Poor thing” Speck’s eyes grow big. She then manages to stand up. Her hooves feel funny and hollow so when she takes a few steps forward she stumbles. The bear seems supportive in her effort and places one of his large paws under her to help her up. The bear shifts once more, and Speck reaches it’s chin. ”What are you” ”A stuffed animal- Haven’t you ever seen one before? You must have just gotten out of the box. Well welcome to the wretched world of being an owned toy.” ”Owned…t-toy? But I’m a horse.” ”That you are. Nerissa will be thrilled. Although If I were you- I’d try to get the hell out of here before she spots you.” Speck takes a moment to further examine the bear and take in his words. It all seemed so silly and confusing. It also felt like a game, and Speck had always enjoyed games. The tiny filly pushes herself forward into the furry head of the bear and takes another whiff of his sweet smells. ”So I win if I escape here?” ”Er…win? Well your life will be better.” The bear manages a reply. ”K, Cool. So how do I get out of this place.” Speck says in between chews. ”You taste so good…” She tags on. The bear shakes its head and points its stuffed paw toward the sky. A tiny beam of light comes through a small break in what Speck believes to be the clouds. ”Go through there.” the bear instructs before he lowers his head and begins to doze off once more. ”Mister…” Speck says as she picks up her head, stops her munching, and presses her hoof into the bears neck. ”Mister!”. The bear’s belly begins to rise and fall again. Speck sighs to herself and looks upward toward the beam of light. She presses her lips outward as she begins to think to herself. So apparently to win the game she would have to reach the sky. It seemed like an impossible task, but Speck was quite optimistic and believed that every game had a way to the finish line. Her eyes darted sideways and the world around her began to illuminate. Instead of mountains of rock and dirt there were mountains of plastic. Everything smelled overwhelming tasty. Perhaps she could catch a few more tastes of the sugar as she made her way toward the beam of light. Off to the left of the sleeping bear sat what appeared to be a clump of straw. Out of the clump of straw stuck a large, circular, red translucent treat with a white stick attached to it. Speck skipped across the bear’s leg and instantly stuck her tongue to the red circle. The sugar hit her taste buds and sent pleasure radiating through her body. She began to frantically lick at what she now knew to be a sucker. ”Excuse you. You’re messing up my hair.”, the voice came from beneath the straw which was actually hair. The sucker shifted backward as the head turned upward to look at Speck. Its face was humanoid with colored on eyelashes and lipstick. Speck giggled to herself, it looked so funny. ”Oh sorry, I didn’t realize”, Speck said in between fits of laughter. ”It is not funny.” The face exclaimed. The toys surrounding the face begin to shift and move as the plastic hands that had been buried rose out of the plastic mountain. The face soon turned into a face with a torso and then into a face with a body. It rose above the toys, and rose to stand over speck. The Barbie doll was distressed in appearance. The once clean and new red dress had been torn and repaired with candy and glue. Atop her blonde, shaggy hair still stuck the sucker that had allured Speck to the doll in the first place. ”You little, stupid pony..how dare you disturb my rest!” The high pitched valley girl voice did not seem intimidating, but Speck could still feel the rage. ”S-s-sorry!” Speck stumbled over her words as she watched the tall doll illuminate in anger. ”You better be.” It’s painted on smile couldn’t change, but the tone in her voice did and it grew deep. Suddenly the bony, plastic arms outstretched, and its hands clamped onto Speck’s lime green striped mane. The doll pulled on her hair and Speck screeched. She flung her legs forward and managed to pull herself away. The game had turned serious. Speck rotated her body and ran in the opposite direction. The Barbie began to follow Speck while screaming in rage. Speck’s hooves hit another Barbie doll with a gummy bear stuck to her face. It awakens and begins to take its cues from the other doll. Speck didn’t even bother to look back at what was chasing after her she simply decides to climb. She climbs and she climbs. With each step another toy springs to life. Each toy that is sprung to life sends her flying forward for as they begin to stand up her hooves press off their lifting body. She climbs frantically toward the beam of light. Once the beam of light seemed to be within leaping distance a storm of Barbie dolls were now climbing after her. They all seemed to be coated in their own form of candy treats. One had a twizzler swung around her waste like a belt. Another had chocolate flowing down an entire half of her body. It took a lot of fear in Speck to keep her from briefly swinging around and engorging herself in the sugary mess. A tug here and a tug there kept Speck focused as she climbed. The beam of light soon shined in her face and she swung her entire body forward into the crack. Her face slammed against the wooden box and she squeezed herself through the tiny crevice. Her small legs kicked and her front legs scratched until she managed her freedom. speck tiny daughter of brennen and bother