The Realization

Applebloom sighed, she wore the school’s uniform, a frilly dress. Her parents were walking her to school. They wanted to be sure she wouldn’t run away. And the two guards at every exit ensured the latter. Applebloom walked into class, foals briefly looked up from their fun and games to stare at her.

“Glad you decided to not run off,” Ms. Cloudy snickered. “Your hooves are only good for digging dirt anyway,” she added, the last part under her breathe.

Applebloom popped onto the carpet, many blocks and dolls were littered on the floor, but now they were all taken. “Can I use one?” Applebloom said, reaching out for the doll in a filly’s hooves.

“No!” She shouted, holding the doll against her chest and scooting closer to the tall dollhouse.

Applebloom sighed. “There are no more toys,” she complained. Applebloom stood up and opened the chest, she closed it after finding it was EMPTY? She checked again and a plastic Celestia doll lay at the bottom of the box.

She picked it up, “I could've sworn there were no more dolls. Oh well…” She thought aloud. She began to play with it, changing its close into pink and frilly dresses. Suddenly, the bell for lunch rang and the kids made their way to the buffet hall.

Today they had PB&J sandwiches, an apple, and a carton of milk. Applebloom took her tray to one of the empty tables. She lifted her sandwich and got ready to take a bite.

“LOOK AT THE MILK CARTON! APPLEBLOOM’S FACE IS ON IT!” A colt’s voice rang. The teacher gasped, her horn glowing and collecting all the cartons up. Her eyes darted as beads of sweat dripping down her forehead. Applebloom stowed her carton under the table. The cartons were gone but the questions persisted.

“Ms. Cloudy why was Applebloom on there?”

“Misses Cloudy why do you think Applebloom put her face on there?”

The questions continued throughout the class. Applebloom keeping the carton hidden in her dresses pocket. “Ms. Cloudy can I use the bathroom?” Applebloom was lead to the bathroom by the teacher and a guard blocked the door and the windows were shut for sure.

Applebloom went one of the stalls, she pulled out the milk carton. And sure enough, her face was on it. She had her mane out of its usual braids and big bow sat in her head. Her green eyes were now red and orange. Next to it was a description of her.

Missing on: June 14th, 2005. The kidnapping took place at Ponyville Theater, at 3:37 p.m. If you have any information about the whereabouts of Apple Blossom. Call Crime Stoppers at 800-472-8400.

It really was her. But why was she one there, and why Apple Blossom and not Applebloom? Is she really who they say they are? Did they change her name? WAS SHE KIDNAPPED!?