Everypony looked at the Twilight when her horn started to light up. Surprised looks shot cross the crowd as Applejack woke out and whispered “What the hay?” Twilight looked around and stared to pant. Midnight and Moonlight looked at each other with confused looks on their faces.

“Was that reviving magic?” asked Moonlight, astonished. “Only Star Swirl, the legendary unicorn that can do that!”

“Why do you think I learned it?” asked Twilight. “It is the rarest form of magic, after all.” She made a big toothy smile at that.

Moonlight just gawked at Applejack after that. She was speechless. Applejack stood up in the pool of her own blood. She almost immediately collapsed again. The blood splashed a little as her body hit the ground. Twilight came and picked her back up.

“Why the buck can’t I stand?” asked Applejack.

“It’s a side effect,” said Twilight. “It will wear off in a week or so.”

“Wait,” said Applejack, “Side effect to what?”

“I’ll explain later. We ought to be going,” said Twilight, Turning to the twins. She put the bloody form of Applejack on her back. “Oh, right,” she said, her horn glowing a little bit. The pool of blood vanished and the wound fixed itself. The wood was lifted off her and fixed up, making the fallen part of the building ready to be put back up. Twilight glanced back at the twins, an apologetic look in her eyes.

Twilight left with Applejack. The crowd separated as Twilight made her way through. The crowd stared to disperse at this point. The twins looked at each other, exchanging worried glances. They headed down into the library and went into the back. They saw Shadow sleeping peacefully in the bedroom. It was getting late. The moon had risen about a half hour ago. They decided to tell him what they saw in the morning. Moonlight stifled a yawn.
In the morning, Shadow woke up to a rumble in the kitchen. He dragged himself out of bed, groaning at the light that had bombarded his eyes. He stood up and arched his back, stretching. His back cracked a few times in the process. He walked lazily into the kitchen. Midnight was there, making some eggs. She turned around when she heard Shadow came in.

“Morning sleepyhead. Moonlight is in the shower right now,” Midnight informed Shadow. “You’re up next.”

Shadow just grunted in response.

“Also, when you are awake, we need to inform you of what you missed last night.”

Another grunt.

Moonlight stepped into the kitchen. She had a smile on her face. “Hay sleepyhead. Somepony’s grumpy this morning.”

Shadow pushed past her and made his way to the coffee machine. He got his coffee and sleepily asked “So, what DID I miss last night?”

“Oh, just the fact that we made an attempt at Applejack’s life, which failed because Twilight can use reviving magic. Nothing too big,” retorted Midnight sarcastically.

Shadow spat out his coffee, the anger growing on his face. He put sown in his coffee and sprang at Midnight, grabbing her horn and neck and pinning her agenized the wall behind her. Fear grew into her face as she started gasping for air, her horn flaring with failing magic. “WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU MADE AN ATTEMPT AT HER LIFE? WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?????”

“They don’t know,” wheezed Midnight. Moonlight ran to her sister’s side and immediately started to describe what had happened the previous night. Shadow calmed down and let Midnight down, who immediately fell to the ground, gasping for air.

“I’m sorry, but you know how much I fear being discovered,” said Shadow apologetically. When he noticed that Moonlight was giving her sister a steady stream of magic, growing more and more worried, he started to get worried. “What did I do?” he asked.

“Call the hospital,” said Midnight, “NOW!!!”

Shadow ran to the phone and seemed to have the hospital on the phone before he picked it up. Thank Celestia the hospital was always ready for calls.
Applejack awoke in her house and looked around the room. There was some soup nearby. It was still steaming. She picked it up and started carefully sipping it. She tried to remember the event that took place the night before. She remembered eating at the construction site. She remembered building some more afterward. She remembered a pain going throughout her body. What had happened after that was beyond her. She looked out of her window. All seemed normal on her farm. Her little sister was playing with her friends, her dog chewing on some stick he inexplicably got, and her brother, Big Mac, was working in the apple orchard. She widened her eyes. What time was it? She looked at Celestia’s sun. It was nearly noon. The only other time she got up after the sun rose, she was sick with a fever. She felt fine now. “I’ll just go down and ask granny smith what had happened last night,” she thought to herself.

She stood up and staggered. She fell onto the ground she felt like she had the balance of a foal. She scooted over to the wall and scaled her way along the wall until she was standing. She moved along the wall outside of her room with the help of the wall. When she got to the stairs, she had to let go of the wall and lacked onto the railing as quick as possible. She almost fell onto the stairs in the process. She gave a sigh of relief. She made it down the stairs and looked into the kitchen. To her relief, Granny Smith was in her rocking chair. Applejack got onto her stomach and crawled to her. When she got there she realized something slightly disappointing. Granny Smith was sleeping. She sighed and made her way to the nearest chair and climbed up. The chair fell onto the ground and right on top of her.

Author's Note

I know this has taken awhile. I've also been working on starting another story. If there is anything you want to know, just ask. thank you for your patience.