I ran into the door, only due to slipping on a small patch of water outside her door, her flowers totally soaked. As I fell to the floor, Trish opened up, fading at the sight of blood on the ground. Quick as lightning, she picked me up and set me down on a couch, giving me pain killers and some wet paper towels.

"Are you ok!? That looked like it hurt...a lot!"

I looked up, slightly dizzy as my crash may have gotten to some nerves.

"Y...yeah....I think I'm ok. I...I have more pressing m...matters to discuss."

Twilight got me an ice pack, setting it on the cuts in my leg and sat me up on the couch.

"What kind of matters? GIRLS PLEASE COME IN HERE!"

Who was she yelling at!? My question was quickly answered as Rachel and Sara came into the room. Rachel was wearing a classy T-shirt (if that was even possible) while Fluttershy....Sara!! Was wearing a jacket, covering most of her body, and pants. She was much too shy.

"Hey there, girls. Twilight, why are Rarity and Sara here?"

"Who was that, dear?" All three asked at the same time.

I had done it again! This was going to end here and now! Trish had to have a remedy for this situation!

"That's....why I came. Lately I've been having weird dreams and my thoughts are jumbled. I'm calling Everypony by a pony name. I thought you might be able to help, knowing your history with psychology. Cam you help me?"

I sounded absolutely helpless. It was a desperate attempt and I was crossing my hooves just waiting for the longest second of my life. When she answered back, she sounded concerned.

"I'm sorry, Trevor, but unfortunately I've never heard of anyone with anything like this before. If I had to diagnose you, I'd just say you need to stop watching MLP for a while. Other then that, I'd strongly recommend that you go to see a professional psychologist."

I was disappointed. I thought I could end the craziness right here. It wasn't really fair that she could help everything else, but when I come around, it's impossible. I watched as the three of them sat whispering, clearly about me. I was really done with everyone today. I just needed to go home and rest. Get away from Everypony else. I stormed out the door, not bothering to close it as an orange cat brushed past my legs. I would be glad of this was Twilight 's cat. She deserved what was coming to her.

When I got home, I noticed the door was locked. I climbed over the fence leading to our backyard and took out the ladder

, positioning it outside my window. I climbed up, attempting to open my window. The glass burned my hands and I pushed relentlessly until the window finally gave way, opening up at my fingertips. I looked down at my hands. They were burnt badly. With pain, I heaved myself up through and flopped onto my bed, which was conveniently positioned right in front of the window. I used my elbow to close it and went downstairs, turning on the faucet. As I put my hands into the cold water, I saw a note written in the whiteboard. It said, "i went out for groceries. I also have some errands to run m I'll be back in an hour or two. Love, Mom

I stared at the note, my hands cooling off slowly. I thought it over and over in my head. Since she wasn't around, I thought it would be a good time to catch up on my viola playing. I never got the chance when she was in the house because it annoyed her.

When I was sure that my hands were safe again, I took them out, drying them off slowly. I took some bandage and wrapped them up, going upstairs to get my viola from under my bed. Playing a couple musical numbers would get my mind off of the day's bad events.

I loved my instrument. Crafted from redwood wood, it shone in the light like a diamond. It was sanded down regularly to keep its shine. It was a very treasured possession of mine and I had practically mastered it. As I brought the rest to my chin and the bow to the strings, all my worries were forgotten. I stayed to play a B flat scale sheet. It was going perfectly until I hit a G. After that, the way down the scale was a bumbling disaster. I tried again, but this time, the whole scale was messed up. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Instead, I brought the bow to the strings again and started to play the viola rendition of "Fir Elise," sick I had memorized to heart. The sound was perfect, but yet again I hit a dissonance of notes. I couldn't seem to play today, and the more I played, the worse it got. I, in frustration, threw the instrument down and flopped onto my bed. I thought a nap was necessary to clear my head. It couldn't hurt to try, as long as one of those dreams doesn't occur again. I was dead to the world within seconds.

[Dream sequence]

I was in the royal castle archives. Twilight's teleportation sites couldn't do any good with traveling to another world and possibly dimension. The archives of Canterlot had to have a spell here that could return everything to normal. I knew that there were no time spells after Twilight had that....incident with her "future self." My mission was so simple yet so hard at the same time. All I had to do at the current moment was communicate with somepony, ANYPONY, from this new world. I obviously kept trying my dream spell, but it didn't seem to be working. I pulled a scroll from a random slot. A guard walked by, noticing me bit quickly walking away when he noticed my princess pass (yes, such a silly name!) I opened the scroll up. All I had to read was, "time tra-" before I closed it up. I couldn't be seen with forbidden spells. As soon as I put the scroll into it's slot, Princess Celestia strutted into the room.

"Hello, Lyra, my student. Are you looking for something specific here?"

I looked at her flowing mane. It was almost as beautiful as her sisters'. Her voice was really regal. It wasn't very exciting.

"I need a spell that can bring people here from worlds far away."

She seemed confident at the words, but the actual words she spoke weren't as hopeful.

"I'm afraid that we have no spell like that. You are free to look through the castle that my sister and I used to inhabit. We had something of the sort over there."

I groaned. I had to either teleport and waste all my energy, or ride a really long train to Ponyville. I chose the latter, not being in any time rush. It was to be a long ride. Especially since Pinkie Pie was there.

"Hey there, Lyra!!! Gotten any good news from Trevor yet?" She smiled and exclaimed.

Q

Author's Note

Haha hey there!!! Fourth wall breaking o.o enjoy this chapter!!