We left Rarity's house house at noon, and I expected the journey to Canterlot to be a paint in the flank. I didn't want to spend an entire day on the train, nor did I want to trot there by foot (or hoof). I, out of pure boredom, asked Rarity if she'd ever seen a human before (in Equestria), and she told me she had only seen a human once, and not in Equestria (I can guess where, and who). I asked Fluttershy too, but she didn't respond (seemed like she didn't want to respond: her sullen eyes were locked onto the muddy path. Fluttershy, unlike Rarity, didn't care much about her hooves getting covered in foul mud; her thoughts were aimed elsewhere. A small, sorrowful frown attached itself to her face, giving her an unpleasant, mournful look.
One measly thought stuck to me while we were rounding up the rest of the gang: Why? Why is Fluttershy so sad? Shouldn't she be happy? We're visiting Dashie! Everypony should be happy! It was rather foolish of me to think that, because Fluttershy is always sad (don't accuse me of over-exaggerating; if you were there, you'd understand).
Our little "adventure" didn't go as planned: We got scattered all over Ponyville, each following his/her own leads. The first pony I visited was, of course, Applejack. I hadn't forgotten how she generously accepted me in her own home, much like a member of the Apple Family itself (I also rather adored her southern-American accent). With Applebloom as my guide (of course), we found our way to Sweet Apple Acres. I knew we were getting close, because I could distinguish the mixed aromas of apple blossoms, hay, and manure, carried by the sweet, early-spring air (a rather pleasant smell).
I realized how lucky I was to be here, in Equestria! Bronies don't even dream about getting here. In fact, most of them don't even know it really exists. The sound of Applebloom's frail hooves "clip-clopping" on the gravel road; the colorful birds in the trees, greeting us at every corner with a tweet of delight. A smile found it's way onto my cheerful face every time Applebloom let out a squeak of enjoyment; as she hopped up and down, desperately trying to reach the nests on the tips of the blossoming apple trees. Life is beautiful!
My eyes caught the bright reflection of the early-morning sun on the bright, glistening steel roof of the Apple Family barn. Applebloom zoomed ahead of me, over the edge of the hills, shrouded with mellow-green grass.
"Sis, sis! Where are 'ya sis? Guess who's here again! Guess where we're going today!" She screeched at the top of her lungs.
Finally, after a few moments of silence, A soothing voice reached my ears:
"Now, calm down! calm down!Would ya' stop pokin' me? Ah'm try'na catch forty winks!"
"But sis! We're going to Canterlot today!" squeaked Applebloom (remember, I could only assume what was going on, because I was still hidden behind the hill by the front gate).
"Canterlot...? Who said anything about Canterlot? Where'd 'ya get that crazy idea?!"
I found it necessary to ease into their conversation (to explain what was going on). I shook my gruff mane, and slowly crept out from behind the grassy mound, head low to the ground. Applejack gasped with excitement when she saw me: Her lowly frown transformed into a smile of pure joy!
"Mr. Dash, w-wah', what are 'ya doin' here?" She exclaimed, emerald eyes gleaming (It almost looked like she was blushing)
I stood (with Applejack) by the old, dust-ridden, creaky wooden gate for at least fifteen minutes, discussing our future plans.
*VERY IMPORTANT*: This chapter is VERY short. It's not much of a chapter, to be honest... More like something I scraped together in an hour or two. I've been very stressed out lately, and my mood doesn't seem to support my usual cheerful writing. I'm sorry if this didn't meet your expectations..