*SNAP*
*CRUNCH*
"OUCH!!"
"Crazy driver!!! Err... flier!!"
"This would be easier if you didn't weigh so darn much!!"
"It's not my fault you hit a tree!!"
You’re hanging upside-down in an apple tree on the edge of Sweet Apple Acres. You look over to your left and see Rainbow Dash struggling to get out of the tree, only to keep getting herself even more tangled. *Riiiiiiip!* "whoa-umfff!!" Your shirt tears down the back and you plummet to the ground below. Landing with a hard *thump*. You push yourself onto your back. "ouuuch... You’re only getting yourself more tangled ya know. Need any help?"
"I am fine, I can get thiiisss." With one final tug from her front hooves, Rainbow Dash is catapulted from the tree, straight onto your stomach. You fell as if you are about to puke. You hold it in with all you’re might so you don’t puke on Dashie. She is lying spread-eagle on top of you, with her head on your stomach. She looks up with an awkward glance and quickly jumps off of you and helps you to your feet. You two look at each other for a moment. You swear you can see the skin of her cheeks under her fur turning bright red. And yours are doing the exact same thing. You clear your throat.
"Well, this is the place where I came in I think." You say as you examine the surrounding area. It looks familiar. You spy a small path a few feet from your right and walk to it. You take one last look around the place as you begin your walk. After a minute of walking, you notice that Rainbow Dash is still following you.
"Do you need something?" You say, turning your head to look at her.
"Well I can't just let you walk into the forest alone! I'm your guard." Rainbow Dash says as she sticks her nose into the air. She looks like you’re not going to get rid of her. So you just let her tag along. You’re not too optimistic about going back the way you came to get home. You give her a smile to let her know it’s okay with you.
Walking, walking, walking. This seems to go on for hours and still, stuck in Equestria. Rainbow Dash tries to make a little bit of small talk to make things go faster. "So why do you want to go back to your home so much?" She asks.
"I just don't belong here. Everything is too different and I want to go home. Don’t get me wrong, this is a wonderful world, but I have responsibilities at home I need to tend to." You look over your shoulder to see her response.
"What kind of responsibilities do you have?" She asks you anxiously.
"I have a job, house, family, that sort of stuff. Not much that is interesting really." You reply, going into thought about your world and how much you miss it.
"Family? You have a wife?" Dashie asks, obviously curious about your personal life.
"No, no. I visit my parents once in a while. Send them some money if needed. It can sometimes be a hassle, but I enjoy doing it anyways. I don't get to see them very often." Dashie seems to be a bit more relaxed when you finish. It seems you told her something she wanted to hear.
"Why don't you see them often? Did something happen?"
"No. I just moved out shortly after I turned eighteen. They have wanted me to move out for years before that. They were just-OOF!" Not paying attention, you have tripped on a root jutting out into the path. You just catch yourself before face planting the ground.
You roll over on your back. "Today is just not my day." You tell yourself.
"Ohmygosh! Are you okay?" Spits Dashie as she rushes over to help you up.
"I'm fine, thanks." You take her hoof to help yourself up, almost toppling the cyan pony. "Sorry." You tell her, reminding yourself that you are much bigger than they are.
As you get up, you notice faint tracks in the road. Shoes! You quickly get back down on your hands and knees to examine them. Your excitement wells up inside of you. They are your tracks!! You quickly look around for other landmarks. To your left you see a birch tree. You planted that tree yourself! You purposely planted it about thirty yards into the forest as a distance marker.
"Follow me! We are almost there!" You yell as you jump up and start sprinting towards your house.
"Almost where?" asks Dashie, easily catching up to you.
"We are almost home!"