The New Life

In this day the Carousel Boutique seemed darker than usual, like my brain knew not to go there, yet I still had to. I needed to know what Rarity had to say. I walked in and the first thing me and Apple Bloom hear is the booming voice of Big Macintosh yelling at Rarity saying "Ah don't care what y'all say. Applejack said she ain't handing any custody back over, and  that y'all should stop trying." Me and Apple Bloom hid behind a wall as he walked out.

Once he was gone we ran up to Rarity. I said to her "Rarity, what happened!? They can't keep me can th-" Apple Bloom cut me off.

"Are y'all deaf? Did you not just hear mah brother? He said that Applejack will not be handing the custody back over. Sweetie Belle, y'all can't win. Stop trying." She said angrily at me.

"I don't want to stop trying. I want things to go back to the way they were."

"Well Ah know you ain't gonna win."

"Well a miracle co-" Rarity put her hoof over my mouth.

"Look, I am going to see to this as soon as possible. I want you back too. Now take your rivalry and go away, your arguing is giving me a headache." Rarity said to us. So we walked out the door back to Sweet Apple Acres.

The minute we walked in the door Applejack gave me a look of anger and I almost went straight back outside hoping she didn't see me before she said "The way y'all talk, it pisses me off."

"What do you mean, like the words I use and the accent I have?" I said to her with a slight bit of attitude,

"Don't disrespect me, and both of those are the issue. If you live somewhere, y'all talk like them too. Honestly, Ah can not stand that slight posh accent Rarity gave y'all. It makes you sound like a stuck up bitch. That better be fixed soon" Applejack said as she walked away. I gave her a look of confusion.

"Ah knew she would start that sometime." Apple Bloom said to me and walked away as well. Shit I thought, How am I going to fix this? It seems I had no choice on this one. I got lucky in the fact that the Apple Family accent is highly contagious any I would definitely have it fully in a week or so. Signs of it have shown anyways. I saw a family member on the street and they said hello to me. I gave a classic Apple Family response.

"How y'all doin'" Nice. Now that's rubbing off on me and I look bad in front of my family. I heard that one come back real quick, I was the laughing stock of the family since then. I always feel embarrassed walking by a unicorn now. They just treat me like an outcast. So now I just stay in more, as to not deal with this.

I was about to walk outside to get to work when Applejack walked back in the room "Also, to live here, y'all gotta look the part. Ah don't see any Apple Ponies with a horn stickin' out of there head. Ah will give y'all one of my hats and something else, but y'all got a lot to fix."

I was pissed, so I said to her "I don't want to change. I can be any fucking way I want" She hit me so hard across the head I felt drowsy 'til nightfall.

"This is why Rarity kicked you out! Shut y'all annoying lip, and just listen to what Ah say. Come, Ah'll give y'all some stuff to help look the part, go finish yourself off some othe' way." She brought me upstairs and put one of her hats on my head and handed me a package of blonde mane dye...

"What is the mane dye for" I asked

"Do you see anypony with your mane color? No. Fix it." And she walked out. I just did as she asked. My mane looked surprisingly good blonde. It was the exact color (Or very similar) as Applejack's. I did it with my tail as well and it actually looked like an improvement. With the hat I looked like a mini-white Applejack. (Which once again sadly looked good with me.) I used my mane to cover my horn and the hat to cover the obvious bulge that the horn left. With looks apparently makes an accent easier, I noticed it stronger in myself afterwards. It moments like this that make me wonder, if I can't make my own decisions, should I be alive?

The next day in school I at first got many looks. People asked about why my mane was like that, I explained. I did it to impress Applejack, or to at least keep her from turning me into orange pulp. At hearing that part, Miss Cherillee asked me what I meant, and I explained how Applejack disciplined us. Apple Bloom hit me real hard in the side so I shut up midway through my explanation. On our way home from school she said to me "Are y'all seriously stupid? Don't get Applejack in trouble. She is paying for us. Just respect her, and Ah just wanted another reason to punch you. Love you" She smiled and started laughing as we walked 'home.'

When we got home Applejack looked at me and instead of saying something was wrong with me, she smiled and sent us out to work. While working Cheese Sandwich came by and looked at me "Sweetie Belle, I couldn't tell it was you. Your so ugly now" I knew he was joking, but Apple Bloom punched him where the sun don't shine.

"Don't joke on mah sister. Ah'll get a you so hard y'all will forget where you came from.;" Apple Bloom said.

He asked what he originally intended "Someone is in a bad mood. Where is Applejack?"

I responded with a quick "Ah think she is in the house." Not realizing the accent 'til later. We got back to work and found out later he wanted us to work at his house and Applejack didn't hand us over, typical. After doubling what Applejack wanted us to get, we were given the next Saturday off, in three days! I was starting to enjoy Sweet Apple Acres. I just needed the time to get used to it. Rarity probably doesn't need my help anyway...

Rarity actually does need Sweetie Belle's help. She got sick the day after Sweetie Belle left and has been unable to get out of bed since when she tried to get Sweetie Belle back. She needs someone to take care of her, yet no pony is there, and no pony knows she is even in bed, crying for help.