Invisible Earth Pony: I'm Living A Lie

Tender Taps stood under Applebloom’s window on the ground floor, actually, he was hiding in the bushes. Applebloom had insisted on waiting until midnight when her parents were gone and the guards had moved to the front doors.

Now was the time.

Applebloom peaked out the window, she made a flashlight and clicked it on, she saw an orange lump. “Tender you can come out now,” she whispered-screamed.

Tender jumped up, shaking twigs and leaves from his fur, “make a ladder!”

“Already ah-head of ya,” Applebloom made a ladder that leads up to the window and held it in place as Tender climbed up it. Tender stepped in, eyes scanning her bedroom.

“Well let’s do this,” Tender said, walking into the hallway. They slowly made their way down the hall and to the office door. Tender tries the knob, and of course, it was locked.

“Did ya bring the lockpick thang,” Applebloom asked, scooting closer to Tender.

Tender ruffles his mane and two thin sticks fell out, he snaps them together and pushed them into the keyhole.

“That’s the lockpick,” Applebloom observed.

“Maybe,” Tender grinned as the door swung open.

“Now where’s that chest!” Tender shouted, trotting around. Applebloom took in the view. The white walls, the green carpet, the plants on tables, the desk and file cabinet. The fish tank.

Applebloom walked over to the covered table and peeled back the cloth. There was a gray chest, engraved with many swirls and patterns. It too was locked. Tender stepped over to it, he jammed the lockpick into it and after some fiddling, it opened.

A thick file sat at the bottom, Applebloom carefully pulled it out. A feather over a flame was stamped onto the cover. Applebloom blew the dust off and pushed it open. It showed letters from a pony named Daniel. A black and white photo of a stallion in his thirties. And an entire essay on Applebloom, no, Apple Blossom.

Applebloom read through it, parts explained how they kidnapped her, how they had to move her to different houses over five times. Applebloom’s mouth flew open, “they did kidnap me. And sent my parents some certificate saying that I was dead.”

Tender gasped, “Applebloom I’m so sorry. Do you know where your parents are right now?”

“They’re in Appleloosa...oh Celestia…we have to leave! Now,” Applebloom shouted.

“I’m sorry, you’re not going anywhere,” Applebloom and Tender spun around to see…

Gemstone.