>"So are you gonna say anything or are you just gonna follow me around silently all day?"
>You are silently following Applejack around. You think she does too much work that could be simplified.
>For example, applebucking.
>To harvest an orchard, Applejack has to:
>Put buckets under a tree.
>Kick the tree.
>Move the apples back to a barn or somewhere.
>Move on to the next tree.
>Repeat ad nauseum.
"Do the roots of the apple trees overlap at all?"
>"What? Yeah, ah guess they do. Why?"
"No reason. Unrelated side note, could you put buckets under all the trees for me?"
>"Ah suppose."
>And she sets off to do what you told her to. What a pleasant fellow.
>You stop being in Sweet Apple Acres
>And start being in the library.
>Twilight is reading some esoteric tome of knowledge. It looks pretty heavy.
"'Sup Twi."
>"Uh huh."
>She isn't even slightly surprised at you being here.
>Then again, you do sleep here, whether she wants you to or not.
"I'm bored."
>"Uh huh."
"When I'm bored, I do things you don't like."
>"Uh huh."
"The gist of this conversation is that I want you to tell me to do something."
>She thinks briefly.
>"Dig a hole and bury yourself."
>Huzzah!
>You slide out a nearby window, wriggling like a gecko's tail that's been cut off.
>You glance around for a spade, and find one leaning against the library.
>Convenient.
>You grasp the handle tightly, and thrust the spade into the soft earth.
>Evidently this shovel is very poorly made, because it just shattered.
>Inconvenient.
>This is the exact sort of situation you want to know how to use telekinesis for.
>You give up on using tools, and start digging with your bare hands.
>In about three hours, you've dug a hole that's deeper than you are tall.
>Now, if you had telekinesis, you'd just use that to drop the soil on you, thereby burying you.
>But no, you have to do this the hard way.
>You punch the wall of your pit hard enough to avalanche the loose dirt around it.
>You are now buried. It's very dark.
>That was fun.
>You consider how you're managing to breathe.
>Dirt has lots of holes in it, because it's made up of loads of dirt particles, so air can get in through there.
>Crisis averted!
>What now?
>You start swimming through the dirt, pushing it behind you as you move, until you are roughly underneath the library.
>Then, you swim up.
>You break through the floor of the library, only mildly shocking Twilight.
>"Why did I expect otherwise?"
>She slumps down, dejected and defeated.
>You dust yourself off.
"Anything else you want me to do?"
>Silence for a short moment.
>"I have some things that need to be delivered to Canterlot. Since you can do the whole 'teleporting without any effort whatsoever' thing, you could do it faster and easier than I could."
>There's a problem with that.
"Don't be silly, I can't just start being wherever I want! I have to figure out how to get there first, or I might get lost on the way, and who knows where I'd end up!"
>More silence.
>"You have to go somewhere before you can teleport there?"
>You nod.
>"Just take these to the Canterlot Royal Archives. I don't care how."
>She passes you a small cardboard box with her damned telekinesis.
>It feels like it's filled with books. Makes sense, even if it is a little mundane.
>You salute her and set off for the train station.
>Arriving at the train station, you consider the best way to get on without paying any money.
>Ditching the idea of a plan, as you do, you stride with purpose towards the carriage you're going to board.
>You smile at the ticket master and give him a quick wave.
>He smiles back, and doesn't suspect a thing.
>Time for a really boring train ride!
>Screw that!
>You climb out the window on the opposite side of the train, and onto the roof.
>You lie down, get comfortable, and go to sleep.
>Time passes, the train barrels along it's tracks at an unreasonable speed.
>You awaken as the train reaches Canterlot Station.
>Falling off the train, you stretch and yawn.
>What a lovely nap.
>But enough about sleep, wonderful as it is. It is time to deliver a package!
>You slide through the streets of Canterlot unabated.
>You walk all the way up to the castle before being stopped by a guardsman.
>"Halt! State your name and intention!"
"Anon Yttri Mous. I'm here to deliver some books to the Royal Canterlot Archives."
>"Go right in, sir!"
>Wow. How very secure.
>You skip and prance through the castle like you own the place before eventually finding yourself in the Royal Canterlot Archives.
>Lacking any knowledge of where to go from here, you sneak up behind a guard and cough.
"Ahem."
>He freaks out a bit.
>"What?! How in blazes did you get here?"
"I got lost on the way to the kitchen. Anyway, do you-"
>"You ended up in the most secure part of the Royal Canterlot Archives on the way to the kitchen?"
"No, I ended up in Ponyville on the way to the kitchen. I just sort of walked in here. Now-"
>"How do you just walk in here?!"
>You give him your most disapproving glare, and lean over him. He looks a bit frightened.
"Shut up, and let me speak. I'm trying to deliver a parcel. Where is this meant to go?"
>He takes the box and inspects it carefully.
>"You have to take this to the pony in reception."
"Thank you!"
>You stop being where you are
>And start being in reception.
"Here, hold this."
>You foist off the box onto the pony at the counter.
>You stop being in Canterlot
>And start being in the library at Ponyville.
>You tap your foot on the wooden floor as loudly as you can.
>Twilight pops her head in from upstairs.
"I sent it."
>You stop being in the library
>And start being in Sweet Apple Acres.
>Trees as far as the eye can see.
>All of them have buckets for catching apples under them.
"Applejack!"
>You see an orange speck in the distance start moving.
>You stop being over here
>And start being over there.
"So, are you ready to buck some apples?!"
>"Actually, ah'm pretty tired, Anon."
"Too bad!"
>You trace a line from apple to tree to earth to tree again.
>Should work.
"And, go!"
>You stomp the ground as hard as you can, and wait.
>Two, three, four-
>And then every tree in the entire orchard starts dropping apples like they're on fire.
>It's quite cacophonous, a whole farms worth of apples falling to the ground at once.
"Well, that went well!"
>Applejack's head droops, and she goes to pick up a bucket of apples.
"Allow me."
>You take a running jump, and stop being where you are
>And start being in line with a bucket of apples
>You grab the bucket, stop being there
>And start being in one of Applejacks cellars, where she stores apples.
>Drop the bucket, stop being there
>Start being in line for another bucket.
>I goes on like that for a while.
>Eventually, you place the last bucket of apples in the cellar, stop being there
>And start being over Twilight's bed.
>You fall onto the bed at roughly terminal velocity.
>Luckily, Twilight was on the opposite side of the bed, and is harmlessly lunched off.
"Evening, Twilight. I'm going to sleep now."
>She grumbles and starts to walk off.
"Hey, maybe if you'd teach me how to use telekinesis, I wouldn't have to do as much heavy lifting, and I wouldn't be so tired."