My Little Tripper: Hallucinogens are Magic

As Twilight trotted towards Fluttershy's cottage, she felt the delightful warmth of Celestia's Sun on her face, and noted what a lovely day it was outside. She hoped Flutttershy was enjoying the beauty of the sun as much as she was. As she arrived, she heard delighted squeals and all manner of animal sounds coming from the back yard. she trotted around the back of the cottage and found that Fluttershy was indulging in an uncharacteristic moment of roughhousing, rolling around with her animal friends in complete revelry. Twilight announced herself with a small giggle, and Fluttershy shot ten feet up in the air, before slowly descending. She brushed herself off, looking mildly embarrassed.

"Oh...my...hi there Twilight," the pudding colored pony greeted her, "What brings you over this way?"

"Hey there Fluttershy!" Suddenly Twilight felt as if she had a bit more energy, or rather, that the world

was worth putting more energy into, "I came here to tell you that I..."

How was she supposed to explain this? Pinkie was one thing. She knew she had a partying history and knew the lifestyles that implied. But Fluttershy was somewhat sheltered, and Twilight was unsure how to explain herself.

"Yes?"

"I used a mind expanding scroll because I was curious about the 70's!" she blurted out. Better to get it

over with.

Fluttershy seemed confused about what to do with this knowledge. She mumbled something about needing to go inside for lunch time, and nodded silently to her animals to follow her. However, the animals stayed riveted in their places. They'd seen this purple pony before, she was the one who had allowed them to fly in dazzling figure eights. This time, though, she seemed different. Something smelled not quite the same, and something DEFINITELY didn't feel the same. Fluttershy silently begged and pleaded with her animals to come away from her altered friend, just until she was better, but they didn't listen.Twilight stared down at the fuzzy line up in front of her. then, with one swoop of her magic, she picked up a field mouse and put him on her shoulder, nuzzling him with her cheek.

"You're gonna be my buddy!" enthused Twilight, and with that, she was gone.

It was only as Twilight popped back into existence, outside and under Rainbow Dash's house, that Twilight realized two things. One, her entire body was tingling as if it were being showered with tiny feathers. Two, she had just stolen a field mouse. The field mouse in question, whom she had officially named Caspian, was sitting calmly, almost sleepily on her shoulder still, and did not seem to comprehend or mind his state of larceny in the least.

Rainbow Dash Popped her head sleepily over her front porch to look down at her friend, who was now

grinning up at her absurdly.

"What's with the face? Someone dose your Cheerioats today?" Quipped Rainbow.

"Yes! And it was me!" shouted Twilight, and without bothering to explain, or acquaint Rainbow Dash with Caspian, Twilight was off in a flash.

Twilight didn't know where she was going next, or what she was doing, but she knew that she had a major yen for a cupcake, and wanted to touch base with Pinkie Pie, so she teleported to Sugarcube corner to wait. However, when she got there, the Cakes were in, and Pinkie Pie had yet to return from her trek to Sweet Apple Acres. Twilight took a seat in the bakery and giggled to herself while patting Caspian. Everything was suddenly just hilarious. ESPECIALLY, when the Cakes came out. Twilight tried not to burst out laughing when they said hello, but at that moment, she found the word hello to be the funniest thing in the world at that moment.

"Have you ever thought about the fact that one of the words we use everyday to greet each other, is

only ONE LETTER AWAY from JELLO?!"

Twilight couldn't stop giggling, and the Cakes looked at each other, confused. Luckily, it was at that moment that Pinkie swooped in, and, like a regular verbal MacGyver, fabricated an excuse.

"Twilight, don't get away from me like that!" the earth pony lied, her tongue quicker than that of any Manehattan lawyer or Canterlot politician could ever be.

"Sorry Mr. and Mrs. Cake, Twilight accidentally took the wrong meds this morning, and I was supposed to make sure she didn't do anything silly."

"yeah..." Twilight trailed off, instantly picking up on what the earth pony was up to, but not as good at covering things up, "I took 2 of one of my meds by mistake."

With that, Mrs. Cake's maternal instinct took over, and her expression softened.

"Oh, well dearie, you should probably go home and get some rest," she smiled.

Blessing Pinkie Pie for her quick wits, Twilight excused the two of them, and they stepped outside into the brilliant light of day.

As they walked, Twilight looked around and noticed many small wonders she had never taken heed to before. Had she really never noticed how soft and wonderful the grass felt on her hooves? How had she missed the amazing aromas that hung in the air? Twilight looked up and noticed the breathtaking way that the sunlight refracted off of the clouds in infinite nautili. This was truly math at its most beautiful.

"Pinkie...Pinkie have you ever noticed how the sunbeams point in such beautiful perfect angles away from the sun? Do you think Celestia does that on purpose? She's gotta, right, I mean that's WAY too pretty to be a coincidence, right? Right?"

"Whoa there, nelly," Applejack appeared in front of her. Twilight hadn't realized where they were going, but they had arrived at Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack greeted them, and invited them inside.

"You'd do right to come on into the barn, Twi, trippin' ain't something somepony should do alone, and the only way I can keep an eye on ya is if ya sit in here for a while. Pinkie has to go run some errands, so I'm gonna be yer babysitter for a while."

Twilight suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I don't need to be babysat," she whined, realizing only afterwards how juvenile she had sounded.

The others shared a look, and chuckled.

"Twi, a babysitter is just someone who stays with you to make sure you don't follow through on any bad ideas while you're tripping. we don't think you need an actual babysitterOH FIDDLESTICKS!!!" Pinkie looked down at her wrist, apparently discerning, although she lacked a watch, that she was late for an ACTUAL babysitting appointment with the Cakes. She rushed off, leaving behind a trail of pink that, this time, not only Twilight could see.

"Well, Twi," said Applejack, "ya got a couple hours to--is that a doormouse on yer shoulder?"

"Oh yes," said Twilight, "This is Caspian. Say hello, buddy!"

Caspian, still fairly unawares of his surroundings, looked up at Applejack, and gave her the closest thing a mouse could give to a smile.

Applejack did her best to reciprocate.

"Beggin' your pardon, Twilight, but where did...Caspian...come from?"

Twilight thought for a second.

"Oh! I grabbed him when i went to see Fluttershy!"

Applejack's hoof hit her forehead, as she realized the turmoil her pink and yellow friend was likely going through at that moment. Fluttershy was probably making missing mouse posters, in between crying fits and hysterics.

"Twi, ya can't take peoples' things. They aren't yours,"lectured Applejack.

Twilight realized this, but at this moment couldn't bring herself to care.

"I suppose so...do you have any paper?! I really wanna draw!"

Applejack chuckled and shook her head.

"Sure hon. But you need to give me Caspian so I can take him back to Fluttershy."

"But..." Twilight looked down at Caspian, and up at Applejack with big watery eyes, "he's my buddy..."

Applejack couldn't say no to that face.

"Sigh...fine, but here, here's yer paper. If you could try to stay here for now, I'd be mighty obliged."

Twilight happily agreed, and Applejack went about her business while Ponyville's most talented magician went about trying to trace her hoof with a crayon. This proved more difficult than she had imagined, however, and mostly resulted in her laughing hysterically. When she grew bored of this, she simply got up, and left the barn. Applejack was working on a rather large field of Granny Smith's, and didn't notice the purple pony as she trotted away.

And with that, she was off again.