Another Displaced Human Dilemma
By: A Grey Pegasus

What's This?

Page flip.

"What the hell am I reading?"

Page flip.

Chunk of pages flip.

"Hey Stardust, what are you reading?"

I looked up at Twilight. "I have no idea." I closed the book to show its cover to her. "It was asking to be read, though."

Twilight's expression perked up. "Oh. That one. I haven't read that one in a few years. Yeah, it's... an interesting one."

"Yeah, I'll say. You here for anything right now?"

"I am in fact here to exist."

Wait, what?

"Horse words!"

Um. I am sensing something is going strange here.

"Whoa!" I yelped as suddenly, I was lost in a white void, losing my grip on the book I was reading in the process. Although, it seemed that the book had faded into the aether as well.

"Please tell me what the hell is happening," I said. "I didn't screw anything up, did I? This is totally not an episode."

I looked around. Infinite white void. Alone.

Like that Spongebob future episode with Squidward. What a classic.

Oh yeah, and now I really get how unsettling it is.

"Hello?!"

A... panel of white opened like a door.

And then Pinkie walked in. What a relief, seriously.

"You're in the no-zone, Dusty!"

"I'm in the what?" I asked.

Pinkie walked towards me and shut the pseudo-door behind her, leaving us in a seamless void once again.

"The no-zone!" Pinkie repeated. "I don't know how to describe it either!"

"That... that's great."

"Or maybe it's like a physical manifestation of the A/N box!"

"Wait, really?" I looked around as if I could find something. "I guess you could call that physical... Where's me?"

"Oh, he's still typing," Pinkie answered. She turned around and opened a door-panel-thing out. "Today's a special day! See ya later!"

Then Pinkie left and shut it beside her.

"... But I don't even know what the hell is going on." I leapt up off of my hooves and started flying forward. I think. "I sure hope I find out."

It was maybe a minute of silence and absolutely nothing happening before I stopped and instead just sat down. "Can anyone tell me, what the hell is going on?!"

I pursed my lips at the answer, just processing the words. Reality, as in true reality, started flowing back into my consciousness. "So... why all this?"

"Stretching out... right. Because you just slept for five hours. So... you are going to actually write stuff later, right? This is a cop-out."

"... Well that sucks.>

"Oh yeah. That explains why you still haven't gotten to the next chapter. Despite S6E3 being tomorrow."

"You actually made me read Read This though?"

"I guess so. Much better than the Don't Click trash."

<Wonder if I can write a pseudo-sequel today and get it to work..."

I shrugged. "Wouldn't be the worst idea. You've already wasted time here. A no-zone for a nothing-thing." I stood up and began aimlessly wandering around. "Could you just get to work on something? I really want new stuff to start happening in my world."

"That never stopped any other story." I paused. "Wait, so what'll happen with all of this?"

"It's not like the A/N box is a physically tangible thing when it occurs anyways. It just 'is'. So are you done with your April Fool's thing yet?"