Long Words and Spaces

by Dunsparce

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Apple Bloom
Length: 1881

Apple Bloom writes a letter to her long distance coltfriend

Apple Bloom misses her coltrfriend. Though barely a sophomore in high school, Apple Bloom loved him like no other pony, and was devastated when he was forced to move to Manehatten. After being torn for days, her coltfriend sent her a letter, saying he's doing alright, that he loves her, and included his address. She wanted to send a letter back pronto, and after her coltfriend's camping trip had ended, it was time to write one.

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Published 2014-03-24 20:10:03 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-24 20:10:03 UTC

My Love,

“Whew! A good days work!” Applejack huffed as she wiped the sweat from her face. She looked over to her sister, who was working just as hard as she had been. She had a determined face on her and was trying to get things done as soon as possible.

“I’ll say! Heeyuh!” Apple Bloom grunted as she kicked the last apple tree swiftly. The teenage mare quickly hauled the bucket of apples over to where the rest lied, as if her life was on the line. Applejack smiled with curiosity.

“Yer sure in a rush, girl!” Applejack said, rubbing her head.

“Yeah!” Apple Bloom said with a huge grin. “Mah coltfriend finally got back from his camping trip and I gotta write a letter pronto!”

“Coltfriend? Yer still with that guy? I thought you had to break up when he moved to Manehatten.”

“What!?” Apple Bloom shouted with attitude, making Applejack flinch. “Heck no! I wouldn’t ever abandon him! He’s the greatest pony I’ve ever met! There is no way in all Tartarus I would ever give him up!”

“Geez. Didn’t know it was so serious. You do know you’re barely in high school, right, sugarcube? Your brains aren’t fully develop--”

“Ah. Don’t. Care!” Apple Bloom snapped with a voice crack. “This colt is an amazing colt! And there’s nothin, an’ I mean nothin’, that’ll tear us apart! Distance ain’t got nothing on our love! I promised him I’d stay with him, and darn it I’m gonna go to every length I can to keep this relationship alive!”

Applejack was stunned. Even she, when in high school, was “in love”, but nothing like what Apple Bloom was explaining. It almost sounded like her and her coltfriend were already on their way to marriage. Not even Applejack was married as of yet! She nearly froze for a couple moments.

“W-whoa! Didn’t mean to push your buttons sweetie. If you wanna write a letter, go on ahead! I’m just unsure of what to think of this. I certainly approve if you’re happy, though!” Applejack said with a smile. Apple Bloom smiled just as wide a grin and squee’d.

“Thank ya, sis! Love ya!” Apple Bloom jumped excitedly as she dashed inside the farmhouse, ready to write her letter to her coltfriend. She zoomed through the living room, past a sleeping Granny Smith, up a wooden staircase, and into her room, where a pencil and paper awaited her.

“Yay! Yayayay! Time to write!” Apple Bloom cheered as she grabbed the pencil with her mouth.

“My Love,” she started the letter aloud. “How have you been?”

After several still seconds, she smacked her head against the desk. Apple Bloom wasn’t good with words or literature, and she always had a problem with how to say things in her mind. She was drawing a blank on what to write, and she began to hit her head lightly.

“Come on, you dumb head, think of something fuzzy to say!” Apple Bloom said to herself. Suddenly, a lightbulb idea popped in her mind.

“I’ve been super well! Even though you are gone from here, I still feel like you’re here by my side, sweetie!”

Apple Bloom felt her heart flutter as she thought of all the things she did with her coltfriend while he was still in Ponyville. She looked over to her desk, and she saw the picture that was taken that one time when they went to a beach together. They wanted to just walk upon the beach together, and maybe take a trip out to the lighthouse and watch the waves flow. Unfortunately, it was near winter, and it was one of the first days where it became cold and gloomy outside.

“Before it gets too cold,” she remembered herself saying, “let’s take a picture with the pretty ocean!”

The two ponies gave a camera to Applejack and ran near the edge of the lighthouse. They smiled wide as a huge wave crashed over the side of the lighthouse, and just before it crashed down upon their heads and drenched them, the picture was taken, and was later set on Apple Bloom’s desk. She smiled as she wrote more on the paper.

The letter was at least four sentences long now, and Apple Bloom began to wonder if she was saying the right things to qualify her letter as a “love letter”. She hoped it did, for she wanted her coltfriend to feel like he was the most important person in the universe. Because he was, to her. She couldn’t resist him. He was simply magical to her and really brought a light to her life.

As she wrote and wrote, she started to remember the times they went swimming together in the pool. Her coltfriend was always a trickster and energetic player when it came to swimming around in the pool. He always liked diving, and often when he climbed half way up the ladder to get out of the pool to dive again, he would jump off and tackle Apple Bloom and they would both giggle and blush. Oh how the days pass when you love someone. They’re like bullets almost.

Apple Bloom wrote more unto the paper, and as she did, the more nervous she got. What if she wrote the wrong thing and it seemed like she didn’t care? What if the paper had so many grammar errors it didn’t seem like she tried? What if-- no. Apple Bloom stopped the thoughts from clogging her head. Although they lingered in her head, she had no problem discarding them and writing more on her letter.

The letter was getting long with thoughts now, and Apple Bloom eventually had to grab another sheet of paper and write on that one. It reminded her of the times she accompanied her coltfriend as he wrote books. He was very into literature, and wrote quite a lot, so she often accompanied him and told him her honest thoughts as to his writing. Her coltfriend made her seem like she was a necessity to make an honest-to-Celestia good book, and she loved him even more for that.

The more she thought about it, the more she wrote. She was thoroughly enjoying writing her note, and it almost felt like she was in her coltfriend’s hooves. It was a good feeling, though, for it felt like he was still there with her.

Her jaw hurt as she finished the final sentences on her paper. With angst, she read over her paper once, twice, thrice, and further more to make sure it was the most perfect letter she could have ever mustered to write. While she couldn’t find many grammar mistakes, she couldn’t help but feel like something was missing from it though. She thought and thought until she smacked her head, remembering the obvious thing she forgot. Finally, in a free space on the second page, she drew a heart, and in the heart, she wrote “I love you!”

Apple Bloom smiled, read over it one last time, and stuck it in an envelope she had taken from downstairs. She was grinning, her heart ablaze with love, dashing as fast as she could through the farm house and out the door. She passed Applejack in the orchard on the way to the Post Office.

“Where the hay are you goin’!?” Applejack called. Running, Apple Bloom looked back at her and shouted.

“I’m goin’ to the post office! This needs to get on the highway now!”

Shaking her head and smiling Applejack returned to what she was doing, murmuring to herself.

“That crazy dame.”

In the depths of Manehatten a few days later, a colt sat at his desk on a gloomy, rainy day. He was pretty bored with his life after he moved away from Ponyville with his parents, and he always thought of his beautiful marefriend, Apple Bloom. He sat at his desk, twiddling his pencil, completely bored on what to write. His pencil didn’t have the optimism to rise and explode with creation.

A knock pounded apon the door.

“Dear! You’ve got a letter from somepony!” his mother called. His eyes widened as he raced up from his chair, absolutely positive of who it was. He bounced up and down as he opened the door with a huge grin, snagging the letter from his mother’s hoof.

“Well, well! Someone’s excited to read his fanmail!” His mother said as she walked back downstairs. “Dinner’s ready in ten!”

The colt practically ripped open the envelope and unfolded the two pieces of paper. His heart pounding, he dove right in.

My Love Rumble,

How are you? I’ve been super well! Even though you are gone from here, I still feel like you’re here by my side, sweetie! I take it your camping trip went awesome? What am I saying, with you there, you probably lightened up the whole entire place with your good looks and charms! I’ve been thinking about you, don’t you worry! I’m still your snuggly wuggly marefriend forever. Forever, remember? I promised! I’m not breaking that promise no matter what! Distance can kiss my flank!

While I’ve been sitting here, I’ve been thinking of all the things we’ve done together. Snuggling, gone swimming, that one time at the lighthouse, that one time we went to a comic convention and pretended every show was Attack on Ursa Major. It all brings back fuzzy memories, but the fuzziest memory is you, you cutie pie! I’m positive I’ll see you again soon, my dear, and we’ll have bunches of fun like we always do! We’ll snuggle under covers, kiss each other’s noses, and a lot more! I’m sure Applejack will let me go see you.

You know, you are the most fantastic pony I’ve ever met. You cared about me like nopony else has, and when it boils right down to it, I care about you like nopony else has! It doesn’t matter if we’re 500 miles away from each other or whatever, I’ll still be by your side to protect you and care for you 100% of the time! You are the best everrrrrr! And don’t be sad I’m not physically there often any more, I bet we can prove that we don’t need distance to be together. All those ponies that tell us it won’t work out can go eat a horseshoe, because I believe in us.

Well, I believe this letter should come to an end now. Just remember: never give up, my sweet, and always persevere through everything that tries to put you down!

I love you!

-Apple Bloom

Rumble, nearly in tears, folded the paper back up and put it in a box labelled “Secret Stuff” that he had made in 4th grade. Suddenly, even if it didn’t happen physically, his day got a lot brighter, and he was inspired. He was now more confident forever, and he realized at that moment, that he had the best marefriend in the whole entire world.

It was time to write once again for Rumble, and he was ready to write every idea for a new novel. But there was one thing that he had to write first.

A letter.