//------------------------------// // 4- I think I over did it. // Story: Blazing a Trail to the Past. // by Daylight_Dreamer //------------------------------// Cheech and Chong would have been proud. I rolled two fat joints, lit them both, and handed one to Starlight. Until then I thought it was impossible to actually fill a car with pot smoke to the point that vision was totally obscured, but we really couldn't see a thing. The good news was Applebloom wasn't struggling anymore. She tried to talk, but I shushed her and shoved the rest of my joint in her mouth. Bad news, I now had to answer questions from a Pegasus/Unicorn princess blazed out of my mind. I'm a stoner, sure, but not a big one. This kind of excess is only fit for parties. Or apparently saving ponies lives. I mostly used the pot to clear my mind so I can focus on what’s important. I have ADD and can't be trusted with Ritalin. So, my mind tends to run wild. Like a TV, set to channel scan, and I can’t always find the remote. Getting high at least slows it to a point I can complete each thought before the next comes around. Now, however, I had overdone it and the paranoia inherent in any hallucinogen, however mild, was taking control. Why did I smoke that much weed? I'm supposed to be at work, I'm not even fit to drive. Am I even on the road yet? Now I know I'm baked. A purple one-horned monster in my back seat just asked about the music. When did I turn the radio on, why didn't I start the engine? I didn't even recognize the song. Something about getting 20% cooler. Just then there was a knock on the window. 'Great, the cops saw the smoke,' was all I could think. I slid the window open and was horrified to find another one horned purple monster. I was clearly freaking out. "C-C-Can I h-help you?" I stuttered out. "I figured its time you three come in," The monster said, "I bet you’re hungry." "Alright," I said going on the assumption that the monsters were really my roommates, Mike and Danielle. I must be so stoned I forgot the whole work day. I shut the radio off and took the keys out clipping them to my belt before getting out. "Bring that weed too," The creature added before walking away, "I'll make sure you’re taken care of when I get mine." Now I knew it was Mike. We go back and forth on that all the time. I gathered my things, lit a cigarette, and clambered out of the jeep towards the house. In this state, it apparently looked like a giant tree-shaped castle. 'Whatever,' I thought, 'as long as my X-Box is still in my room.' I followed the creature into the house and immediately knew I was not home. No matter how stoned I was, I could never imagine my house to be such a vast expanse of corridors. I started remembering the events of the evening as I watched a purple tail sway side to side. I looked it up and down. Sure seemed real. I looked up it again and noticed certain things humans generally keep covered. Now I knew I wasn't imagining the unicorn things either, on a good trip you only see things you want to, and this was all too friendly to be a bad trip. 'That's right,' I thought, 'This one I'm following is the princess of this land, and she wanted to question me. So, why did I just get stoned? Oh, yea. To save the bag of bones... What the hell is that supposed to mean?' I decided to try ignoring my thoughts for a bit. I'm sure I knew what was going on. I just needed time to remember everything before sorting out the details. I was led to a large, open, lavishly decorated dining room. A purple and green lizard was setting out nachos. After diving into my plate and being disappointed to find them to be vegetarian I began to remember everything. What led me here, what the bag of bones was, why it made sense that getting high would save it, and more importantly, the names of the ponies and dragon around me all became clear once again. I felt a little silly. Yet at the same time, more questions were raised than answered. I hoped Twilight had a few answers for me. "OK," Twilight started tentatively, "Its about time we figure out what's going on."