Life of an Apple

     When the barn door opened later that day, only Apple Drops came inside. Her green eyes were puffy and red. Granny Smith went to talk to her, she'd only moan.

     Applejack and Big Mac watched as Granny Smith cradled her crying daughter. They could only imagine what could've happened in the hospital, and what they imagined brought tears to their green eyes. They broke down when their mother finally spoke. She sniffled and looked up at Granny Smith. "Redstreak's dead."

Applejack and Big Mac glanced at each other. Both saw that the other was trying hard not to cry. Unable to hold it in anymore, Applejack suddenly ran out of the barn.

     Big Mac looked from the running Applejack to his sobbing mother. He lay down on the ground, forehooves in front of his face. Tears silently splashed on his coat. He didn't know what to do anymore.

     Finally, Big Mac headed out after his sister.

     It was nighttime, the full moon in the sky glowing above them. Fallen leaves crunched under his hooves. He found Applejack soon. She was sitting on the path to Ponyville, her hat over her face. He galloped over.

Applejack noticed his presence but didn't turn her head. Instead, she lifted her hat up and said, "I just wanna die now."

     "Don't say things like that," Big Mac immediately responded.

     "We're never gonna see Poppa again," Applejack sobbed.

     Big Mac could to nothing but hug her, hold her as her body racked. Not that he wasn't crying as well.