CYOA: A Day in Ponyville

Apple Bloom pops up from the bushes she's hiding in. "Over here! Ah'd ask if ya took care ah that thing, but ah can see ya ain't." Her eyes were past you, on the tentacles flailing about the house you had just escaped from. "You two okay?"

Applejack gallops over to her sister, hugging her close. "Now ah am!" She pulls back with a snort. "This darn Trixie! Comin' in ta mess with us like this!"

Apple Bloom steps back and rubs her cheek against your shoulder. "Ah saw her." She pointed the way. "She was runnin' off that way. Figured it'd be best not to be seen by her jus' now."

You sigh softly, leaning against Apple Bloom. "Good call. We wouldn't want you getting hurt, right?"

Applejack nodded quickly at that. "Look, everypony's okay. Let's call that a win." She peered at that creepy house. "Let's get home."

The three of you walk away from that terrible old house, finding yourselves at peace.

This was a confusing day in Ponyville, but you feel reasonably accomplished.

The end.