Apple Bloom and Diamond Tiara weren’t always enemies. There was a time the two of them were friends, though it had always been a bit strained. Apple Bloom loved playing in the great outdoors, playing sports, climbing trees, and occasionally mud wrestling.
Diamond Tiara on the other hoof much prefered staying indoors. She enjoyed playing with her dolls, having tea parties, and dressing up in fine dresses. The only reason their friendship lasted was due to giving in to the others demands. One day they would do what Apple Bloom wanted to do, and even though Diamond Tiara absolutely hated getting all dirty and sweaty, the sounds of Apple Bloom’s laughter gave her the strength to endure. The next day they would do what Diamond Tiara wanted, and though Apple Bloom hated the tea parties and the dolls, seeing Diamond Tiara in beautiful dresses and striking a pose made her heart flutter, though she did not understand why.
Sadly, their friendship was unable to endure. Eventually Diamond Tiara became fed up of getting hurt so many times due to Apple Bloom’s general carelessness, and Apple Bloom got sick and tired of drinking tea and playing with dolls (though she would always miss playing dress up with Diamond, oddly enough).
But then, one day, something magical happened…
Granny Smith had a heart Attack.
The laborous breathing of Granny Smith, along with the beeping of the heart monitor, was the only sound in the room. A tear ran down Apple Bloom’s eye as she watched her gasping Granny, unsure if she would make it. Why did this have to happen? Was it such a bad idea she wanted to pull a prank on Granny Smith by lighting a firecracker by her hooves? Was it such a bad idea that afterwards she said there was a spider in her hair? What about ordering greasy hayburgers when Granny asked what she wanted to eat? Was that such a bad idea?
“...Ah guess AJ was right. It is mah fault,” Apple Bloom whispered, vowing to be a better granddaughter from now on (a promise she was unlikely to keep, due to her short attention span).
Looking at the time, Apple Bloom sighed sadly as she stood; it was time for her to go. Walking up to Granny Smith and giving her a kiss on the cheek, Apple Bloom left the hospital room, not realizing she accidentally stepped and unplugged Granny’s life support, causing the crazy old mare even more pain and suffering.
Despite this, Granny Smith managed to hold on just long enough for somepony to realize that her life support was unplugged (which sadly equaled to five and a half hours). Apple Bloom opened the door to find Diamond Tiara, her hoof lifted in mid-knock.
“Uh… Hi?” Diamond Tiara muttered with an awkward smile, lowering her hoof.
“Diamond Tiara? What’cha doin’ here?” Apple Bloom asked. Diamond Tiara bit her lower lip, a blush forming on her face.
“I just, I don’t know. I just wanted to check up on you, is all,” Diamond Tiara said as she looked away. “You mind if I… come inside?”
“Ah dunno, Diamond,” Apple Bloom sighed as she looked away. “Ah really don’t wanna git pregnant.”
“...” Diamond Tiara said nothing as she glared at Apple Bloom, a small snarl forming upon her lips.
“...Not funny?” Apple Bloom asked, only to receive a slap across the face. “Ah-ah’ll take that as a no.”
“Damn right it’s not funny,” Diamond Tiara muttered as she walked past Apple Bloom. She took a seat next to Granny Smith. The old pony’s face was scrunched up, looking as if she couldn’t breathe.
“She’s not lookin’ good,” Apple Bloom sighed, earning an eye roll from Diamond Tiara.
“Well duh! Who would with a tube sticking out of their nose!” Diamond Tiara yelled in frustration, removing the breathing tube. “I swear, these ‘doctors’ have no idea what they’re doing,” Diamond Tiara growled as she threw the snot covered tube away in disgust.
“Wow, yer right! Granny looks a lot more peaceful now!” Apple Bloom shouted, her tail wagging in excitement. Granny’s face wasn’t scrunched up at all! What she didn’t notice was Granny’s heart monitor had completely flatlined.
“She looks so peaceful…” Diamond Tiara muttered with a smile. She then reached a hoof around Apple Bloom and gave her a hug. “Come on, we shouldn’t disturb her sleep.” With that said the two ponies silently left, not noticing the panicking doctor that ran straight into Granny Smith’s room. An entire week would pass before Granny was back in a stable condition.
Two weeks had passed since that fateful meeting. Diamond Tiara would often spend her days attempting to cheer up a disheartened Apple Bloom. They spent almost every waking hour together. They went on picnics with each other, took long walks on the beach, and stayed up all night, watching the stars above, using said stars to play connect the dots (for they did not know of any constellations).
Eventually Granny Smith was released from the hospital and was allowed to go home. Apple Bloom, feeling it was her obligation to care for her, began spending less time with her friends and more time at home. Diamond Tiara, despite having never cared for another pony before, would spend most of her free time at Sweet Apple Acres, helping Apple Bloom care for her granny.
They would feed her, change her diapers, and clean her bedpan (a bit too often for Diamond’s liking, in all honesty). Despite all this, the two of them found themselves quite content despite the circumstances, until one day, something horrible happened.
Granny Smith had another heart attack.
“How is any of this my fault?!” Diamond Tiara screamed as she threw the dirty bedpan at Apple Bloom, who barely managed to dodge it.
“Yer the one in charge of Granny’s medication! Ya’ll gave her too much!” Apple Bloom accused as she held up an empty bottle of medication.
“Well, you’re the one who put me in charge! Therefore, it’s your fault!” Diamond Tiara retorted as she threw yet another dirty bedpan at Apple Bloom, who once again managed to dodge it.
The two fillies sat and glared at each other, neither one noticing the pained whining of Granny Smith, who began choking on her own saliva.
“K...ill...me…” Granny gasped out, earning the two fillies attention at last.
“Uh… let’s fight later,” Diamond Tiara said as she grabbed Granny’s wheelchair. “Looks to me she’s about to croak any second now.”
“R-right!” Apple Bloom agreed as she helped Diamond put Granny Smith in her wheelchair. The two of them quickly rushed her out of the house, comforting the old mare with kind words. “Don’t worry, Granny! We’ll git ya to the hospital in no-”
It was then an anvil fell from the sky, crushing Granny Smith under its intense weight. Blood splattered everywhere, much to the horror of the two fillies.
“G-Granny? Ya’ll alright?” Apple Bloom managed to sputter, though she received no response.
“...Oops,” a low, monotonous voice said, earning the attention of the two fillies. There, standing next to a broken pulley, stood Big McIntosh, a guilty look upon his face.
Two weeks later he was convicted of involuntary ponyslaughter, and was sentenced to a year in the dungeons.
The End
Author's Note
How many of you are surprised there isn't surprise DiamondBloom?
