Life of an Apple

     The following day, while Big Mac was waiting outside the schoolhouse for his sister. He then saw two familiar fillies leaving the school. They didn't notice him.

     "Well, you should be rather grateful I stayed with you at all!" Rarity was shouting.

     "For the last time, I'd take ya if I could!" Applejack shouted back in reply. "But you just weren't invited, and ya have to deal with it!"

     "If you were truly a friend, you wouldn't go without me!"

     "If you were a friend, you'd let me do what I want and stop controllin' everything!"

     With that, Applejack stomped away from Rarity. When she noticed her brother, her green eyes widened. "How much did ya hear?" she asked softly.

     "All of it."

     Applejack's ears lowered.

     "What's she mad about?" Big Mac asked as they began to walk.

     "You know how I said yesterday that Pinkie Pie was inviting ponies to some party? I was invited, but Rarity wasn't. We got in a fight about it."

     "Why wasn't she?"

     "I never really paid much attention to how she and Pinkie talked to each other. Maybe they don't like each other. Or Pinkie forgot her."

     "Are you still going?"

     Applejack shrugged. "Rarity'll be mad either way." She glanced back at the schoolhouse, sadness in her gaze. Big Mac was wishing she hadn't lost the long friendship she'd had.