Applejack reappeared a mere few feet above the ground, and landed forehooves first with a solid thud that sent a shockwave throughout her entire frame. She stood in a forehoof stand for a moment, and then her back half fell back down, putting her in a normal standing position.
“Ain’t as bad as it coulda’ been,” Applejack remarked as she breathed in and out heavily, “Ah ain’t applesauce. . .”
She then felt her hat float down back onto her head, and she couldn’t help but look up and smile at it. “Heh. Ah guess things are finally lookin’ up for me.”
Applejack suddenly heard the sound of a nearby train whistle. She turned around and saw the train the whistle belonged to a good distance away. At this point, Applejack realized that she was standing on railroad tracks. Although she didn’t recognize the train that was coming at all. Nor did she recognize her desert surroundings.
Applejack blinked, and said, “Huh. Well, at least Ah got time to move this time ‘round.”
Applejack went to take a step off of the tracks and towards the device that had landed off the tracks and nearby to her left, but found that she couldn’t lift her left forehoof. She looked down and saw that when she had landed, her left forehoof had struck the wooden back of the track with such force that it punched a hole through it, and was now stuck in it.
“Aw, horse apples. Not this again,” Applejack groaned, and she pulled her left foreleg with all her might in an attempt to wrench it free. After this yielded no results, Applejack looked back at the train, and saw that it was moving at a rather swift pace and would reach her rather soon.
“Augh! Fine,” Applejack said in annoyance, and she reached out with her right forehoof towards the machine’s red button. However, her annoyance turned into despair when she saw that she couldn’t reach it. Applejack stretched out her foreleg as far as she could, only to find that the button was about two inches too far for her to reach.
Applejack’s eyes widened when she heard the train whistle again, and it was getting closer. “Oh no, oh no, oh no, please!” Applejack stammered as she tried in vain to free her left hoof again.
“Let’s try this,” she said to herself hurriedly as she turned her body around so she was facing away from the device, and then stuck out her right hindleg towards the machine, trying to blindly find the button with her back hoof.
A smile spread across her face as she felt her hoof press the button. There was a flash of light, and Applejack felt her hat disappear.
“AW, COME ON!” Applejack shouted, right before sticking out her right hindleg again with a furious grimace on her face. She kicked outwards, and she could feel and hear her hoof knock the device over.
“NOOOO!” Applejack shouted in horror, and her heart pounded as she could hear the sound of the steam locomotive getting within a few yards of her. She strained her back and legs as she lurched backwards and brought her back hoof down onto the device.
Applejack and the device were zapped away, and the train thundered past.