>It's a quiet night
>Maybe too quiet 
>The only sound comes from your van's stereo, playing music with the volume almost all the way down
>You are still trying to figure out what happened
>You were killing time between classes
>You went for a coffee at a nearby coffee shop
>You opened the coffee's lid
>The contents were hot indeed, no need for a warning on the cup
>You pressed play on the van's stereo
>You took a few sips, so far so good
>Next time you realized you weren't in the city anymore
"This can't be true"
>The city literally vanished in front of you, replaced by the countryside 
>You tried to grab the wheel but couldn't 
>Because your hands were no longer hands, but hooves.
"Click"
>Your reminiscing was abruptly cut short when the stereo made the mechanical sound it always makes when the tape is reversed
>Now you realize you've been listening to the same music for several hours straight and quickly press stop
>You don't know where you are but you're hungry
>You look around and immediately notice the huge stain on the passenger seat, caused by the spilled coffee
>Clearly hooves aren't meant to grab coffee mugs, yet that's the least of your worries
>Trying to stop the panic from coming back, you violently hit the glove box with your one of your front hooves and get it to open
>You use both front hooves to grab a chocolate bar you had, hoping for it not to have melted
>You use your (surprisingly sharp!) teeth to open
>Never had a chocolate bar tasted better in your entire life
>Music... You canny eat without music
>No... Changing the tape would be impossible without actual hands
"Sod it"
>You press play on the stereo and let the same tape repeat for the umpteen time


"Yes, finally!"
>You cannot contain your excitement while you make sure you're not missing anything for the trip
"Equestria's best weekend is about to start! 48 straight hours of fun in the countryside, because we deserve it!"
>Starlight Glimmer comes near you, barely containing the laughter
>"Calm down, Trixie! You sound like a radio announcer about to sell a dishwasher"
"Sorry, it's just we haven't left the town in quite a while! I still can't believe Sunburst invited us to his 'tâteau'"
>"I think it's pronounced 'château'. But yes I'm happy we get to visit him. He told me how lonely he felt over there, as there aren't many neighbours around"
>You start pulling your wagon's harness
>Thanks to Starlight, the wagon feels light as you left any unnecessary belongings at her house
>Sadly, that meant no melon spoons or books about optometry will be at hand during the trip
"Okay, you tell me which road to take"
>Starlight happily walks next to you, guiding you with a map
>Around half an hour later you start seeing less and less crowds and more grass around you
>"Want me to carry the wagon for a bit? I don't mind!"
>You appreciate how Starlight cares so much but there is no need! You're Equestria's finest pony, scientifically proved!* (*Not really)
"No need to worry about Trixie! I'm in a really good mood today! But if you want to do Trixie a favor, take her to the burger place we went last time!"
>Starlight cannot help but chuckle
>"You can count on that!"
>By the time an hour had passed, you start feeling thirsty
>You stop moving the wagon to catch a break
>Starlight immediately notices you're tired and offers you a drink
"Not going to lie, Trixie would love it if you could find the water battle for her!"
>"Not a problem!"
>You sit on the ground to catch a break while Starlight looks for the water inside your wagon
>However, something catches your attention 
>A wagon, bigger than yours, parked a few meters from you, right next to a tree
"Starlight?"
>"Yes?", you can hear your friend answering from inside the wagon
"Is there anything in-between a wagon and a garbage truck?"
>"It really doesn't look that bad, Trixie! It just needs a paint job!"
"I'm not talking about my wagon, I'm talking about that wagon!"
>Starlight comes out with the water bottle, looking intrigued
>"What are you talking about?"
"Well, look over there"
>Your friend takes a look at it
>It's some kind of transportation, looking clearly more modern than garbage truck
>Both of you are intrigued, as you don't seem to remember seeing one of those lately 
>Maybe a fellow magician travelling from town to town?
>A fellow magician with deeper pockets than you, clearly
>Without saying anything, Starlight takes the initiative
>She starts approaching that odd white wagon while you take a sip of water
>You don't give it much importance at first, until you see Starlight's face expression changing
>You quickly leave the bottle aside and call up her attention 
"Is everything alright?"
>Uh... Well, could you come here for a second, Trixie?"
>You cannot help but wonder what's happening. You start walking towards her but before even getting close to the wagon you start listening to something... Odd
>Music 
>A song you don't remember having heard before, coming from inside the mysterious piece of transport
"What is that... music?"
>You asked quietly, not that you are scared! It's just you don't want to scare any animals that might be around 
>"I have no idea"
>You try to pay attention and recognize any lyrics 

And we're all to blame,
We've gone to far, from pride to shame,
We're trying so hard,
We're dying in vain

"Oh, I get it"
>You don't get it
>Starlight eventually approaches the wagon's window
>She didn't say anything, she just kept looking 
>You come closer, not before talking a peek at your own wagon
>What did she try to imply with "it only needs a paint job"?
>"Oh, they moved!"
"What? Who moved?"
>"The pony who is sleeping inside that thing... And frankly my sixth sense tell me they aren't feeling well"
>As soon as you approached the window, you understood why Starlight said that
>You saw a green pony, with their eyes clothes but shaking their head, as if they were having a nightmare 
>They were surrounded by assorted garbage like disposable cups and candy wraps
>"I'd normally not wake up somepony having a nap...", started to say Starlight before you interrupted them
"Leave it to Trixie! I'm excellent at interrupting!”

>The image repeats itself again and again
>You taking a sip of coffee, and then the city vanishing
>Your hands are no longer there
>You feet are no longer there
>Not even your clothes are there
>And suddenly you want to scream but you can't
>Instead, the images repeat all over again
>You try to understand what is happening but you can't, you simply can't
>And then a sudden burst of panic erupts
>You violently wake up from your nightmare, grasping for air
>And then you saw it
>Someone knocking at your window
>Well, not someone. but... "somehorse"?
>"Hello? Is everything okay?", you hear saying
>And now you are indeed able to scream, and don't hold it
>The blue horse at the other side of your window gets scared and starts running away
>But it won't compare to you, as you manage to open the door and start running away in panic

"Oh, my!"
>Someday you will have to start speaking up everytime Trixie tries to do something without thinking
>All of the sudden, your weekend has turned into a two different races
>Trixie is screaming and running towards a tree by your left, while the green-colored pony that was inside the wagon runs to the north, also screaming like crazy
>You need to act fast
>That poor pony looked heavily distressed and could be a danger to himself
>You need to think fast
>Come on, Starlight, you can do this
>You take a quick look at your surroundings
>You think for a moment about teleporting Trixie and using it as a speed bump to stop the green pony
>"No, Starlight, surely you can do better than that"

>Grass won't help
>Tiny branches won't help
>No rocks around
"Welp"
>You lock your sight on your friend, who is looking for refuge behind a tree
"Sorry, Trixie
>You use a teleport spell and suddenly, she's no longer approaching the tree, but serving as a speed bump for the green horse
>"Aaaah!", they keep yelling
>Their synchronized screaming is suddenly interrupted when the green horse trips and violently falls to the ground
>Trixie looks clearly shocked, still not knowing how he changed places, until a clear "oh, right" expression shows up on her face
>"Sorry, Trixie, but now the utmost priority is the well-being of that pony"
>You help Trixie get up and then you take a peek at the pony
>He seem to be unconscious, with his head up, mouth open and eyes wide shut.
"Are you alright?"
>"Yes, but please, next time something else to stop him!"
"You're right, I'm sorry. Listen, maybe we should take him to Sunburst's house and see if we can find a doctor nearby."
>"But we don't even know the guy!"
>Fair point
>"Yes, but think... If we ever have a problem and hurt ourselves while traveling, wouldn't we appreciate being aided by others?
>Trixie looks at the green pony, still unconscious on the ground
>"Well, I guess so, but... Don't you think he might be dangerous? I mean, he started screaming as soon as he saw me. Why would anyone react that way at the mere sight of Trixie?"
"Eh..."
>"Trixie's hair looks fantastic!", she yelled at your face
"I didn't say anything!"
>You chuckle, but quickly remember the unconscious pony near you
"Okay, that's it. I'm going to carry him on your wagon to Sunburst's house. I'll think about what to do there."
>"Oh, I can't afford to miss his expression when he sees you arriving with a half dead pony!"
"He's not dead!"
>You lift him using telepathy and Trixie looks at his body slowly flying towards her wagon
>"Does Twilight approve of you moving other ponies against their will?", she asks without taking her eyes from the green horse
"Please, she wishes she could do the same!"