Applejack Is An Interdimensional Alien

“Is there really nothing here?” Happy Hoof huffed, closing his eyes and leaning against a wall every few minutes as they explored the empty castle. “I thought for sure there’d be something… she’s too obsessive like that.”

“Well, let's keep on speakin’ kindly of her, but Ah get what ya mean. That’s one prepared pony, Ah’ll say.”

“I mean, there are no teleporters or candles to send letters or anything. I don’t believe this.”

“Well, let’s just keep lookin’ and see if we can find anything, alright? Ah’m sure we’ll come across something.”

“Okay, but… I need to sit down, I’m feeling really lightheaded…” As he said it, he moved into a position where his back was against the wall and his back hooves were extended in front of him, his front legs hanging at his sides.

“Ah really think we should be gettin’ ya ta Ponyville at this rate. Ah don’t want ta have ta carry you to Nurse Redheart. Ah will if Ah have to, but Ah don’t wanna.”

“You just go ahead and see if you can find something,” he assured her, waving a hoof. “A book about magic and spell casting would probably be good, and teleportation I think. But also that candle thing that Twilight uses to send messages. I’ll wait here for you while you do that.”

“Well… if yer sure, Ah guess Ah can. But don’t y’all pass out on me now, ya hear?” Applejack said.

“I won’t, promise,” the stallion assured her half-heartedly as he had his head leaned back against the wall. She was skeptical of that as she stared at him for a second longer before she turned to walk through the hallway to the library to see what she could find.

It turned out there was a lot she could find, so much so that it was completely overwhelming to her. Hundreds of books on just magic alone, so many that she had absolutely no idea what she should be grabbing and what she could toss away as unimportant. She tried just finding a book labeled Earth Pony magic, or even just a book about teleportation, but honestly, she was lost in a maze of titles ranging from “A Brief History of Arcane and Clandestine Magic’ to ‘The Transfer of Matter and Energy Between Vast Distances’. Eventually, after a minute, she gave up, figuring her work was futile, and headed into the office.

She didn’t have very much luck in the office either, not seeing anything useful immediately to her eye. Not that she was even sure if she could spot something useful. She knew it would be better if Happy Hoof himself were doing this, but it didn’t seem like he’d be immediately available to help unfortunately. It was all on her to try to find something, or at least think of something. It was a lot of pressure, and she knew that she sure didn't like it.

Still, she tried her best, and searched around the large office her friend had before she stumbled across some candles. She couldn’t exactly remember if the stallion said that she could send a letter through a candle, and she couldn’t say that they looked any different than normal candles. Nor did she remember Twilight ever using candles to send letters, always using Spike as far as she was concerned. However, she figured she would try anyway, or at the very least, deliver them to Happy Hoof so he could see what to do with them.

It didn’t take her much longer to find a stack of paper and a quill ready to go, and she decided she would save him the time of writing something out and do it herself.

Twilight,

It’s AJ. Something serious is going on. I don’t know how to describe it. There’s a pony here named Happy Hoof from a place called Earth trying to help me figure out what’s going on. He and a whole bunch of other ponies need our help. I don’t know what else to say, it’ll be easier to explain face to face. We’re at your castle right now. We’ll wait here for thirty minutes before heading over to Ponyville General because Happy’s not taking well to being here. Come meet us up here as soon as you can.

-Applejack

She decided to copy the letter twice and left one on her desk where she would be certain to see it, just in case they weren’t here when she came back and she didn’t get their message. With that, she quickly picked up her materials and the candles and headed over to where the stallion who was with her should have still been waiting.

Waiting there he still was, although now he was completely on the floor, laying directly on his stomach, prone. She made her way up to him and used a hoof to shake his shoulder, to which he only responded with a groan.

“Hey now, Ah got the stuff you were lookin’ fer. Ah need y’all ta help me out with this.”

He didn’t respond with much more than another weak groan, not moving, or even flinching at her words at all, and she leaned down to give him another shake.

“Can ya hear me?” she asked, turning him over on his back. He was limp as she did, his eyes completely closed, looking as passed out as she told him not to be. It worried her to see, but didn’t surprise her.

“Dagnabbit…” she mumbled, looking around, trying to decide what to do before letting out a small huff and using her Earth Pony strength to pick the stallion up and set him on her back, carefully lifting the candles and paper after to take with her.

“Ah got ya,” she said aloud to him, even though he couldn’t hear it. “Ah ain’t gonna let ya down. Although Ah do remember me tellin' ya not ta make me do this.”