Byron wakes up with a moan. "What happened?" He says. He proceeds to scratch his head, then realizes he can't move his fingers. Byron moves his hand to his face. What would be more accurate is, moving his hoof to his face. "OH GOOD GOD!" Byron yells. "I'm a pony!" Byron tries to stand up, and finds it difficult to. "How did this happen?" Byron asks to, well, nobody. Byron finally gets the hand, erm, hoof, of walking with four legs. He then proceeds to wander around. Taking in his surroundings, he realizes he is in Sweet Apple Acres. He gasps.