Jackson Sindelar. Vol. 1-The Forced Lies

This whole ordeal was exhausting, trying to explain why I ran into one of the most dangerous forests even known on both worlds to Mom and Dad is mortifying. The mere stupidness this scenario ensues is too much to bare, like the feeling of being caught red handed as a child with your hand in a cookie jar.

I was currently sitting on a rock just outside the Everfree forest, a blanket draped over me while rescuers and EMT checked me over, making sure I didn't have any cuts or broken bones.

Mom and Dad were sitting in front of me, both having a worried and scared expression from what happened to me. They both asking the same question of why I did this, or if I was chased out here in the middle of nowhere.

During all of this a EMT handed me a cup of tea, its bitter taste sticking to my mouth. Ugh! I hate tea. I take another sip without reconsidering. No crying about it though.

I sigh. I shouldn't have to put them through these hoops like this. Huuuuh, I should've just sat at a bench to cool down, this was all too much for everyone, even me... Fuck, how am I even gonna come up with a good apology for this? This is the first time I've actively ran away from home...

"Jackson! please, just say something already! You've been gone for two days and nights!" Mom said, in a deep, sad tone in her voice. My heart ached from what she said.

"What can I say? 'I'm sorry for running away and making you all having a heart attack?'" I set down the tea, looking up to both of them. "I know what I did was wrong, but nothing I say can change what I did. I am terribly sorry for it, for running off without saying anything then staying away for two days, I just... I don't even know, I guess I wanted to get my head clear."

"By running? What's gotten into you!? you'd never do something like this! You're almost acting like the time when we got you with the head aches and all that stuff!" Dad shouted in anger.

I didn't respond, only thinking... Shit, the head aches... Should I tell them? "Dean!" Mom said.

"I'm sorry but its true!" Dad replied in a rebuttal.

I pipe up quickly. "Its not like I wanted to! I just... got so mad, I don't know what came over me. I never meant to put anyone or myself at risk, but I was just so, angry. I've never even been that mad my whole life. I just didn't know what I was going to do, so I ran to the forest." I said, only telling them half the truth. There's no way in hell they can learn about the voice, it was hard hiding it when it started.

"A new piece of information came into light, and it might explain why you did this." A new but familiar voice explained.

We all looked over at the new arrival, it was Dinky from when we first arrived into town. "Ms. Doo, you were apart of the search team?"

She walked up to us, taking a seat next to me and my parents. "No sadly, I wish I had the time though. I was suppose to check up on you guys a couple days after and seeing how he is doing." She said, flicking her head to me. Mom and Dad give a puzzling look. "You see, when humans arrive in Equestria for the first time, there reaction to magic is always kind of strange."

"Strange how?" I ask.

"Well, Humans aren't built for the use and release of magic. So what happens that it builds up in there system, and over time it bursts into whatever the creature is thinking of or doing. for instance, if a human were to come here happy and cheerful on a normal level, eventually the magic 'bubble' would pop and they would have a surge of the same feeling. The bubble pops can happen at any time, the earliest time ever recorded for it popping was half an hour."

"So you're saying that if someone was say, depressed or mad, and the bubble popped, they would have those thoughts all of a sudden amplified?" I ask.

She lowers her head in sadness. "Yes, I'm afraid so, it's why suicide rates for humans in Equestria are so high, most of them think coming to the 'happy go lucky' planet would make them happier, but in the end there depression and anxiety gets the better of them."

"Is there anyway to know when the next bubble might pop?" Mom asked.

Dinky picked her head up, "Well, the one good thing is that in nearly all cases, after having one magic pop, most humans never have another..." She finished with a light smile. "If its comfortable with you, could you tell us what you were talking about when you had your pop?" She asked looking over to me.

I exhale having it turn into a sigh, "I was thinking about all my memories of my blood parents, and all the good times we had." I said, while looking at the dirt.

"Ms. Doo, is there any chance that certain events or triggers that can make a bubble pop?" Mom asked, putting a worried hoof on my leg.

I see where Mom is going with this, and I don't think she's wrong about it either.

"Yes, there are. Do you know what might have triggered the pop?"

Mom sighs. "I'm afraid so, my daughter said some not so polite things before Jackson went out."

Dinky rubbed her chin with a hoof. "I see. I would imagine, you three would want to get home, I'll leave you for now." She stands up from her sitting position. "If there is anything of need, just get ahold of me through this number." She floats me a piece of paper. "have a good night, and I hope you all get home safe."

"Ms.Doo, can I speak with you, in private." I ask.

"Sure." She answered.

I take off the blanket, leaving it on the rock. Walking off for a little distance while I catch up with her, putting the piece of paper in my pocket. I need to be sure this isn't just the bubble, to see if 'he' is back or not. "So, I was wondering, about the whole magic bubble thing, has there been any known cases of auditory hallucinations?"

"Why? Are you hearing stuff you shouldn't be?" She asked with a worried face.

"N-no, I was just curious. I think I might've heard about the bubble thing before I even knew what it was is all." I lie, trying to pass it off as nothing.

"Well, no, but there has been a recent string of patients who have been effected by chaos magic that have had the problem." She gave another worried look. "Are you sure you're okay? If you aren't, you know its okay to ask."

"Thank you for your concern, but really, I'm fine.... Wait, you make it sound like there's different kinds of magic."

She rolls her eyes with a light smile. "I would love to give you a lesson about it, but yes, there is." She slightly shifts on her hoofs. "Chaos magic, unlike other magic is found to be a recurring thing in humans, the cases involving the magic have always been with mentally ill patients or patients that have been through traumatic experiences. Auditory hallucination is only one of the list of symptoms."

"I see, well, that's all I wanted to know, thank you for your time." Great... I might be considered clinically insane now...

Right before she was leaving, she gives me a look of worry and confusion. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"You, have a nose bleed." She says. I reach up, feeling the warm liquid running down my face and onto my lips.

"Huh, I guess I do," I say, as a slight headache starts forming in the back of my head. Ffffffffaaaaaathher.

"Are you sure you're alright? You look like you just saw a ghost." She asks me, taking a step closer.

I back away a little to keep space between us. "N-no, I'm fine, thank you again Dinky, but I should really get home." I say, cupping my nose.

"No problem, and here," She floats me a tissue from out of nowhere.

"thank you," I say, giving her a smile.

"No problem." She finishes while giving me a wink.