Am I Crazy?

by Moony


Chapter One. The Beginning.

Applejack stumbled slightly as she ran through the forest. She wanted to get to Fluttershy's house in time for the surprise party, even though she was early by at least an hour. She slowed down, straigtened her hat, and walked onward. She was daydreaming about one thing or another when - OUCH! She almost speared a door with her muzzle. She shook the stars out of her eyes and took a good look at the thing. It was standing, clear as day, right smack dab in the middle of the path. She peeked behind it to see if it was attached to a house, but nothing was there. Mystified, she looked behind her, and even in the bushed to see if this was some kind of prank. It wasn't. But she did see a bunch of odd signs saying things like, DANGER, DO NOT OPEN DOOR and STAY AWAY! She started to get curious. Should she open the door? Should she NOT open the door? She was completely torn so she looked at it some more, and started to laugh. "Ahahahahaha! This is the funniest darn thing ever! You guys really got me, but y'all can come on out now!" she shouted to no pony. "Guys? Come on, joke over. Come out. I'll even open the door if ya want!" she shouted again, this time a bit more nervous. What if it wasn't a prank? Was this door actually dangerous? She wanted to open it sooo bad...... She raised a hoof to open it, then decided against it. Besides, she needed to get to the party NOW, or she'd be late. How had time passed so quickly? She cantered off to Fluttershy's house, momentarily forgetting the door.
"Wow, that was a FUN party Applejack! Do YOU think it was a fun party, 'cause I think it was a fun party. We really caught Twilight Sparkle off guard there! Did you see her, 'cause I saw her and she looked SOOOOO surprised -"
"PINKIE!"
"Yes?"
"Okay, slow down. I DID see Twilight. And the party WAS fun, but I'm a bit... tired," said Applejack, her eyes flitting back and forth like they did whenever she lied - which was almost never. She edged her way around a deppressed-looking Pinkie Pie, and cantered back to her farm. She wanted to get an early night, and hopfully forget about the door. She crawled into her room through the window so she could avoid talking to Granny Smith and Big Mac. Laying in her bed though, she shake the memory of the door...