Invisible Earth Pony: I'm Living A Lie

Applebloom pulled away. A strange sense of longing tugged at her heart as she stared into Tender’s eyes. Applebloom blinked, almost tossing away the warm feeling she had, she grabbed Tender’s hoof and dragged him up. Police pony serins boomed in the distance.

“We have to get to the train station on hoof,” Applebloom grimaced, sprinting down the sidewalk. Luckily Tender fell into step so she didn’t have to keep dragging him. They rounded a corner. Applebloom stopped.

“What’s wrong,” Tender asked.

“I need to go to Appleloosa…”

“What! Even after all of this, you still want to find your family? After you almost died? After you put my life and the ponies around you’s lives in danger. No. I’m not coming.”

“I need you Tender, you’re my...last strand of sanity. Without I’m alone…” Applebloom hugged him.

“I love you Applebloom, I really do. But we have to think about the safety of everypony,” Tender held Applebloom close. “Now come on, we got a train to catch.”

Applebloom sighed and nodded her head. After about an hour of walking, they reached the train station. Applebloom sighed, conjuring up a train ticket. Tender squeezed her hoof, “it’s gonna be alright.”

“I hope,” Applebloom muttered. They boarded the train, heading all the way to the back. Finding a seat by the window, Applebloom sighed, watching the tall Canterlot building drift away.

“I never been to Ponyville,” Tender chuckled, clearly trying to start a conversation.

“Me neither, but since it’s pretty much Ground Zero for whatever virus is going on, we need to be careful.” Applebloom mused.

“Did you hear what your father said? He said only you, and something about the virus. So only you can find a cure,” Tender asked.

“I don’t know,” Applebloom shook her head. “But I need to find Lighting Rumble.”

“And then what,” Tender asked. “And why do you need him?”

“Maybe,” Applebloom smiled weakly. “Maybe I and this Rumble colt could find a cure for the virus.” Minutes of silence passed, the only sound was the sound of the train racing across the tracks.

Applebloom finally spoke, “I’m hungry.” It was a simple statement which brought a red blush to Applebloom’s face.

“Yeah, me too, when would the train attendant gets to us,” Tender asked.

“Yeah,” Applebloom was low on energy. Energy she figured she’d need for whatever has to go on. She remembered how no matter what she always had a big meal to look forward to. Her favorite, Watercress Soup and Daisy Sandwiches.

The exact thing appeared a white bowl filled with thin green liquid and a fried white petals between toasted slices of bread. Applebloom was tempted to just dig in, but it wouldn’t do any good.

Applebloom just settled with a blanket and curled up next to Tender until the attendant came.