Applejack Is An Interdimensional Alien

Maybe she was crazy. That was a possibility, however faint it might be. Big Mac wasn’t one to lie, and he seemed convinced that Applejack had gone to the doctor with Twilight that morning. Maybe she should rest like he said, and then she’d feel better.

No, no that couldn’t be the case. She wasn’t crazy. It was a ridiculous thought. There was no way she could have thought all that up. She felt the cold and smelled the air and heard the noise of that car. Those weren’t things she could make up. There was no way she was crazy. Right?

“Ah have ta see Twilight,” Applejack muttered as she paced around her home. “She’ll know what’s goin’ on. She has ta know what’s goin’ on. Big Mac said Ah saw her today. Somethin’s definitely goin’ on, and Ah have ta get to the bottom of it.”

It was quiet in the house, Granny Smith out selling their apples in the town and Applebloom probably sitting in school right now with her friends. The only sound that could be heard was the steady bucking of apples off the trees by Big Mac and the occasional bark of Winoa next to him. The world seemed normal enough, like almost every other day in Equestria. There was nothing to indicate that something was wrong. And if something were wrong, Twilight would know. She always knew, always on top of every little detail. Something like what happened back in that other place to those ponies wouldn’t slip past her. She was too obsessive for that to happen.

“So then Ah must be crazy, but Ah know Ah ain’t,” AJ thought as she continued to pace, trying to not get herself worked up. “How do Ah prove to myself that Ah’m not crazy though?” She stood still for a moment, trying to think about what she could say or do to prove it, but came up empty. Anything to say needed to be said to Twilight, and the only way to do that would be to get past Big Mac, who she knew wouldn’t believe her. He’d force her back inside and into bed, and might even stop his work to make sure she was resting, which she didn’t want to happen.

“Ah wish Ah was as smart as her, dang it!” the mare got out, frustrated. “There has ta be something Ah can do ta prove Ah’m not crazy!”

She grumbled to herself and sat down on her haunches, trying to think harder.

“Okay, think. What have Ah done there that can prove ta Big Mac Ah’m not makin’ stuff up and Ah’m not sick? There’s that creature, but Celestia knows where it’s at. Ah… Ah met that colt, Blue. Ah drove that car and met Angelina, and she-”

And then her proof came to her. She looked down at her side to confirm the wound was still there, and sure enough, it still was. The spot where the bullet had grazed her didn’t hurt anymore, but it removed a bit of the fur and looked red and angry, with dried blood covering part of the spot she was hit. She then put a hoof to her head and touched the spot she had hit herself on the steering wheel when she backed into that building the first time she drove the machine and felt a small lump. These weren’t small wounds either. They were big enough that Big Mac would know that she didn’t have them before he last saw her since he said it was only a little while ago, especially her side. She grinned widely, unable to believe that she was grateful for Angelina trying to hurt her earlier.

“Ha! Ah guess that pony actually did me a favor tryin’ ta kill me!” she exclaimed happily, giving a little hop in the air. “Ah’m not crazy, and I can prove it because of her!”

“Oh no, you don’t!” somepony suddenly said behind her, wrapping their hooves around her neck. She gasped because of it, and instinctively bucked at whoever it was that had her. However, despite hearing a few grunts of pain from them, she wasn’t able to get loose, and actually felt their grip tighten around her.

“You really think I’m just going to let you come back here after I worked for so long to get back here? Cause you’re stupid if you think that! I’m never going back to Earth! Never!”

“Get yer hooves off of me!” she demanded the pony who had her, kicking them in the stomach to no avail as she was dragged. Before she knew it, despite her flailing, she had her hooves tied behind her back and was laying on the ground.

Applejack looked up to get a good view of who it was that caught her, and had a feeling about who it would be. Sure enough though, she saw herself, which wasn’t that much of a surprise based on what her brother told her. The creature in her skin had a furious expression on its face, one that would’ve terrified the mare had she not been so angry. It matched her coat, eyes, cutie mark, everything from head to hoof, everything except for the mean look in its eyes.

“Big Mac! Come he-” she started to get out, only to be kicked in the face for her efforts before the creature in her skin took more rope and used it to gag her. It hurt painfully, and it wasn’t something that Applejack normally would’ve let happen to her. However, because of the suddenness of the attack, there wasn’t anything she could do to stop it.

“You really think I’m going to let you ruin what I worked so hard to get back to, don’t you?” it asked again, almost yelling at her. “I’ve spent years there trying to get back here, planning to get back here, and I’m not going to let some dirt pony take that away from me! Do you understand me?”

The creature didn’t wait for a response, hurriedly painting out the symbols Applejack herself had painted out a few minutes ago, working as quickly as it could as it watched the mare squirm in her restrains, trying to get loose. It knew what it was going, and it was just a minute before the thing was finished and dragging the mare roughly across the floor, doing it’s best to get splinters in her coat and trying to draw blood against the nails on the ground for the spell. Applejack struggled uselessly against it as it did, and heard it yell in her ear once she was in the middle of the pentagram.

“I’m only going to say this once: Go back to Earth, and STAY THERE!”

With the declaration, the imposter dragged it’s hoof through the paint to complete the symbol and sent her away again.