Happy Birthday Applejack

Twilight Sparkle

…Approached Applejack who was still bucking apples. Applejack had a stern face as if she was in a deep thought.

“Hey Applejack! What’s up?” said Twilight with a friendly smile.

Applejack face suddenly popped out of stern state. She turned to Twilight and gave a forced smile. “Oh hey.”

“So?” Twilight gave a bigger smile.

“So what?”

“So what is up? Pinkie Pie seemed upset. If anything is wrong, you can talk to me if you want to.”

Applejack walked up to a tree and kicked it, “I just have stuff on my mind…non-birthday stuff.”

“Like what?”

Applejack stopped and stared up at the sky, “You know stuff. Apples, trees, the farm…”

“Well, I don’t see why any of those things would make you so negative.”

Applejack turned her head and looked Twilight in the eyes, “Have you ever had a feeling you lost something?”

“I guess, what did you lose?”

“I don’t remember. All I know is that it was very important.”

“I know how that feels. I told Pinkie Pie to stop talking about the party for a while.”

“Oh Twilight, you didn’t have to do that. I know this thing has been bugging me but it is not going to interfere with the party spirit.” Applejack lowered her voice to a whisper, “I hope.”

“What was that?”

Applejack being the element of honesty knew she could not lie to Twilight however she didn’t want her to worry. “I hope…” She spoke up. “I hope you are thirsty cus I have some nice cold apple juice waiting inside.” Applejack forced a huge smile on her face.

“That would be delightful.” Said Twilight. She followed Applejack into the farmhouse. Twilight waited in the living room while Applejack went into the kitchen to fetch the juice.

“Look out bellow!” Came a little voice from up stairs. Down the stair rail flew little Apple Bloom. She ran across the living room floor, “Hi Twilight Sparkle. Bye Twilight Sparkle.” She then disappeared into the kitchen.

“Hello Apple Bloom.”

“No running in the house.” Granny Smith inched slowly down the stairs, her old legs shaking with each step. She creped across the living room and into the kitchen where Apple Bloom was exploding with energy.

“Applejack’s birthday is coming up! She’s going to have a HUGE party!” She ran is circles around Applejack. “I can’t wait!”

“Apple Bloom, that is no way to act in the house. Sit down and eat your breakfast!”

Twilight stuck her head into the kitchen and giggled. “And I thought Pinkie Pie was the being the biggest nuisance.” Twilight then stepped into the kitchen. Applejack set Twilight juice on the table next to Apple Bloom who was wolfing down some apple butter on toast. “Thank you.” Twilight said to Applejack.

Applejack and Granny Smith joined Twilight and Apple Bloom at the table. Granny Smith nibbled on a piece of toast. Applejack stared at her then turned her head and coughed, “Granny Smith, I have this feeling like I lost something that was really important. But I can’t remember what it is.”

Granny Smith looked up at Applejack, “Well if it really was all that important, then you won’t have forgotten, would you? I don’t want you searching for gut feelings; it will get yah into trouble. It will be like Manehatten all over again.”

Applejack arose suddenly from her seat, her face was pissed, “Going to Manehatten helped me get my cutie mark!” She yelled.

Granny Smith sipped some hot apple cider then said, “No my dear, returning home is how you got your cutie mark. You learned that everything you ever needed was right here on the farm.”

Applejack opened her mouth then closed it and bit her lip. She excused herself from the table. She walked off while saying, “If you need me, I’ll be bucking apples.”

“What’s her problem?” Asked Granny Smith.

“I don’t know.” Said Twilight.

That night Applejack sat in her bed staring out her window at the night sky. “Why do I have this feeling?” She asked the stars as if they were little ponies, “I have everything I really need right here on the farm. Right?”

She put her head on her pillow and closed her eyes. “Maybe if I sleep on it, I might be able to think of the answer in the morning.”

Applejack fell deeper and deeper into sleep. She began to dream. She was floating in a pink sky with puffy red and green clouds that looked sort of like apples. She spotted a figure in the distance that was running across the sky. Applejack squinted. The figure looked very familiar to her. Applejack called out…

“Rarity, is that you?”

To be continued