I neighed loudly.
"Shush!" Runt yelled, "You'll be heard"
I neighed again. I was so pissed off but couldn't say anything so I made as much noise as I could.
"What's the matter wid'ya!?" Runt shouted.
I brayed right in his dumb little face. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the throat and I froze. I felt his finger gently massage my jaw.
He let go.
"What did-?" I said, "Hey! I can talk"
"Yeah, Mr Ed, it's a miracle. Now what's the fuckin' problem?"
"You turned me into a horse!"
"Very perceptive," Runt scowled, "It's what you asked for"
"I was thinking about it!"
"Jesus!" Runt yelled in exasperation, "You humans have no ambition"
"Change me back!"
"Alright, fine," He sighed, "I can get you back pretty close to how you were"
"What!? What do you mean pretty close?"
"Well, I don't remember how you were"
"Can't you just, I dunno, undo?"
"Jeez, humans are dense," He groaned, "I haven't put a curse on you or sommat. I moulded you, remember. You're not just a human disguised as a horse. I took your body and I reshaped it. That skin you're wearing is still your skin"
"So...I can't be human again?"
"You can be human, just not quite the same"
It took a moment for this to sink in. My head was spinning. So much had happened in the space of ten minutes.
"Can't you-"
"Shh!" He hissed.
"I'm trying to get my body back, here!"
"Shush, will you!?" He whispered, "Do you have a dice or a coin or something"
"Not on me, no," I replied wryly, "Haven't got pockets anymore"
"This'll do," He said, picking up a quarter he found on the floor.
He tossed it in the air, it plummeted onto the counter where it miraculously landed on its edge.
"Fuck!"
Before I could ask what was going on, Runt pounced on me. I whinnied loudly as he reached into my shoulder blades and began to mould again. He pulled out two strange growths, like new limbs. He worked quickly, turning them into a pair of large, feathery wings.
I had become a pegasus, a winged horse.
"What are you doing?" I asked, not quite as irate as I was. I was bit curious about flight.
"We've gotta get out of here"
"What did the coin mean?"
"It means they're here"
The door burst open. Standing there was a figure constructed of light. He dazed me the light was so brilliantly white. He was clearly male, clearly muscular and clearly had a pair of large, shining wings. An angel.
Runt hopped onto my back and kicked me hard in the sides.
"Charge!"
Completely overcome with fear, I did as he said and hurtled straight towards the figure. It stumbled backward in surprise. Instinctively, I leapt over him, darted through the living room and jumped straight out the window.
Whereupon I instantly began to fall.
"Fly, you idiot"
Learning fast, I spread my wings and, not sure what else to do, flapped. And I began to soar, high above the streets of New York.
But our pursuers were not far behind.