A True Sister

Today was the court date for Rarity's arrest. I was forced to go as the victim, Rarity, the defendant, and Applejack, a witness. The prosecutors gave their evidence, the defense gave theirs. I told my piece of the story and so did Applejack. It went smoothly. In the end, Rarity was found guilty for 2 counts of child abuse, threatening a child, and 2 counts of attempted kidnapping. She lost custody of me, my custody was given to Applejack, She got 10 years in prison. Applejack looked at me and winked. Now I was all hers permanently, and I could not do anything about it.

This entire issue reminds me of 'The Fright of Love'. Even my name was used in it. While I was having these thoughts I heard Applejack yell up the stairs to me "Apple Belle, could you run out to town and grab me a few things, Ah wrote them out here."

"Sure" I responded "How hot is it"

"Its around 115 degrees."

"Can ah have some extra money to buy a hat like yours. Ah need the shade."

"Ah have an extra." She came upstairs and put one on my head. "Keep it" she said.

I went out wearing the hat. Because of the way the hat was made I had to put my mane into a ponytail (Ironically) to get the hat comfortably on. Applejack showed me how to do all of that and I left. Thankfully, no more sun, my eyes were safe from the bright torture that was the sun. As I was walking I saw my distant cousin, Diamond Tiara, if she saw me with a ponytail and Applejack style hat, she would surely tell everyone and make me the butt of every joke for the next decade or so. I hid in a bush until she passed and went I on with my business. I decided at this point I might as well go full on with the Apple family style and get my mane dyed blonde. I grabbed everything I needed and went home. Everyone seemed to like my new hair color so I decided to keep it.

I am starting to feel like this is to good to be true. Like all of this is some sort of messed up dream. I know it isn't,  it is just, I really can't say. I feel like I am manipulating this in some way. Like I want to follow the well known Apple Family Stereotype.

I literally am following the Apple Family stereotype. As I thought about this, I was walking. As I walked I tripped. When I hit the ground my eyes opened. A light above me, fast beeps, as I breathed slower, the beeps slowed down. I realized where I was, a hospital. I looked up and saw Rarity. I said "No! I want to go back to Sweet Apple Acres with Applejack."

"Hold on. You were dreaming? Sweetie Belle, what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed I became part of the Apple Family and was renamed Apple Belle and-... I wish it was true!" I started crying right there and then.

"Sweetie Belle, you have been in a coma for three and a half years."

"Wait, what happened."

"You fell out of bed and hit your head really hard. Its okay, your fine."

I cried. I just wanted my dream back. But wait, I can make it happen. When I am fully healed, I have an idea...

THE END