The Mute Apple

As the stripy mare handed the young yellow filly the cup with a smirk of reassurance, she turned her head over to the taller red apple stallion who rubbed the back of his head, unsure about the whole situation, though judging by his expression he was just simply going with the flow. Zecora gestured to Mac's hoof with her head to the cup, as if granting permission. Now Big Mac's expression seemed to lessen a bit, though he still seemed quite nervous about it. with a sigh, he turned over to Apple Bloom, who kicked her hoof on the floorboard, as if awaiting approval.

"Go ahead, please do not be shy. She mustn't stay like this, you have to try." Said Zecora, watching the two. Hesitantly, he awkwardly, yet gently scooped up the Tiny Applejack in his hoof, gently gripping her around the waist in the most tender way possible as to not possibly cause any pain. It was hard to make out what pain she was in at any rate, especially since she wasn't talking much. Setting her down on the wooden floorboard, he backed up a few feet, and watched as Apple Bloom knelt down, and looked upon her, the locks from her wavy red mane swept across Applejack's tiny form, nearly throwing her off balance.

Setting the small cup down, which was FAR BIGGER than Applejack, she gently tilted the cup so the liquid would shift to the other side, as Applejack then stood on her hind legs, gripping the edges of the cup for leverage, and took what seemed like a nice good sip from the elixir, taking audible gulps that could apparently be heard, despite her tiny size. Then, something begun to happen.Applejack drew back her tiny body, nearly toppling over while shaking her head rapidly from side to side.

Apple Bloom seemed a bit concerned now, then Zecora spoke up, looking down to the two. "Ah, a bitter taste, it seems to bare. Though as it seems, this little pony can certainly fare." Said Zecora, looking down in an intrigued manner. Applejack looked up for a moment, then back down on the ground, her hair a bit ruffled from the sudden movement. Observing closer, Apple Bloom tenderly nudged Applejack, causing her to finally loose her balance and topple over. "You alright little- I mean BIG sis'?" Applejack furrowed her brow, and stood up slowly, shaking her head.

Then her mane begun to slowly nap out, fuzzling and begun to stand on ends. A small grumbling noise could be heard, as the orange mite-pony let out a small sounding burp, a little blue cloud comcocting, and evaporating above her. Suddenly, her head begun to gradually get...larger in size, making her appear as some form of bobble head. Swaying from side to side, her now largened head begun to make her feel top heavy, and caused her to fall face first once again.

Then her the rest of her, her hooves, flank, waist, hair, begun to catch up with her head, everything increasingly got bigger, seeming to quickly become half her original size, stopping for a moment, then her cutie mark begun to glow. Applejack eyed her flank, being half her original size put her on the size of a filly. Apple Bloom and big Mac both stared at her, watching her get bigger. As if continuing where it left off, her body begun to grow once again, slowly, but surely, getting her back to her original size.

Applejack shook her head a little, then stood on her hind legs, and preformed a hoof-kick in joy. Instead of sound coming out in a cheer, a silent hiss could all be heard, as if an exhaling sound. Standing upright again, she attempted to talk again, her lips moving as if she was talking, but no words came out. Applejack exhaled once again, in a futile attempt to make any sound at all. Then she exhaled once more, seemingly straining to talk, but alas, no sound but the hissing of her exhaling came out. Panting in exhaustion, she sat down, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead.

Zecora begun to slowly make her way over to her, opening her mouth then inserted a wooden stick, as to see in the back of her throat, then frowned, removing said stick and tossing it to the side. "Hm...It would appear, that this is no normal poison joke. However, There is nothing more I can do, for you pony folk." She said with a frown, turning away, and poured something into a ceramic container.

The liquid was purple, idly bubbling in the transparent container, tightly corked off with a top, turning around and handing it to Applejack. "This will help soothe, your swollen throat. Indeed it tastes good, and gives it a nice coat." Apple Bloom nodded and raised her hoof, "Thanks for the help!" With that, they were off elsewhere  once again.