Apple Bloom's Diary:Fire and Ice

Wednesday, September 18

I'm so sorry! I owe you ALOT of details.

The play was actually today. I got the dates mixed up.

We had to be there at 5:00pm; that's two hours after school is let out. Not a lot of time to be on time to a play that consisted of a ton of bits to save the Cake's bakery, and possibly LIFE and DEATH!!!!

I don't know why I had to worry about that. I'm just a townspony: it's not like anypony would be paying attention to my appearance.

Applejack, Big MacIntosh, and I arrived at the play at about 4:45.

I went backstage to do a hair check and found an unpleasant surprise. Namely...

DIAMOND TIARA!!!!!!!!

She was sitting at the mirror dawdling with her faux eyelashes and humming to herself.

When she saw me, she gasped. "Oh, it's just you." She looked at me like I was an ugly beetle that had just crawled out of the sewer.

She went on. "I know you think you have a crack at those 3000 bits. Think again! THEY'RE MINE!!!!!!!!!!"

That was it. I was sick of this. "DIAMOND TIARA, YOU started this WAR, and I'M gonna END it!!!!!"

DT laughed. "I wouldn't exactly call it a war. That's when both sides have an EQUAL chance of winning."

I walked out. I didn't have time for this.

"Say goodbye to Sugarcube Corner for me!" Diamond Tiara called.

I went outside and saw Twist.

"Guess what? Diamond Tiara is sick; I'm Princess Celestia!!!!"

"Twist, that ROCKS!!!" I was so happy for my best friend." But why did she bother to show up? Why isn't she upset? Why did she claim the bits as hers? Why was she acting so smug just now?" The questions came pouring like an avalanche.

"Who cares? Diamond Tiara will be Diamond Tiara. Now c'mon! The show starts in ten minutes!"

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"...and that's how it all began." The narrator, Butterscotch, ended the play.

The audience clapped like crazy. The stage curtains closed.

I walked down the aisle to find my family. Applejack greeted me with a smile.

"You did so well, Apple Bloom! Even considering how you were all the way in the back!" Applejack said. She turned to my brother. "Don't you think so, Big Mac?"

"Eeyup." Was the simple answer.

A couple minutes later, the principal called for all members of the play to step right up.

When we were all onstage, the principal thanked everypony for coming and announced who the best act was, and who won the bits.

Oh, Celestia!! It was so suspenseful. It was pathetic.

"And the winner is..."

No one moved a muscle. We didn't even dare breathe!

"...THE TOWNSPONY FOLK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I screeched like a maniac. Twist ran over to hug me. The bits were OURS!

OOOOOOUUUURRSS!!!!!!!

For SUGARCUBE CORNER!!!!!!!!!

Diamond Tiara sat in a corner with her face mashed into a pout.

EAT YOUR HEART OUT, DIAMOND TIARA!!!

Thursday, September 19

Applejack and I used to practice for ninjitsu every day before it started.

I was awful. Applejack had to re-enroll me out before classes even started, so I won't be an embarrassment to the Apple Family.

I don't blame her. I mean, I can't even do a double-buck-front-kick.

Friday,September 20

I still haven't told you how the rest of the fundraiser was.

And I don't have to. You already get the hint that it was horrid. Besides, we've already won the bits for the bakery.

This is my last page in my notebook, which means it's the last entry.

But don't fear! this isn't my last diary.

Read the Epiloge if you want to know more...