Rainbow flew across the sky, enjoying every possible minute of it. Sure she's done this a million times before, but each time felt more special than the last. She could never give up something more special than this. Finally, after a few minutes of drifting amongst the soft, white clouds, she had finally reached Sweet Apple Acres. Rainbow thought up of yet another super mega awesome daredevil trick but she needed some rope. A lot of rope. She flew down the barn and stuck the landing perfectly. "Another perfect landing by the fantastic Rainbow Dash! Give it up, fillies and gentlecolts!" She made little sounds with her mouth, imitating an audience and stomped her hooves on the ground. She then looked around to see if anypony had noticed. Luckily, nopony was around to care.

She went around and found the entrance to the barn, but the door was left ajar. "Applejack? You in here? Yo, Applejack!" She opened the barn door even further revealing nothing but empty space. All there was was hay and other assorted farm things. Rainbow wasn't really much for hard work, much like Applejack, so she basically never bothered to even learn the tools' names. She trotted around silently in search of her friend. "Applejack! I need a favor from you!" She shouted, but no response. 'Maybe she's just off doing some apple bucking again. I'll come back later.'

Rainbow turned around and was about to head out her way out of the barn until something caught her eye. Bits of white seeped out from a random pile of hay off in the corner. She went over and pressed the hay lightly with hoof, without any knowledge of what it could be. Some new type of animal? Another threat wishing harm against the citizens of Equestria? Strangely, what she heard was none of those things as it seemed to be the sound of...'Paper?'

***

Twilight and Spike searched through the entire library, desperate to find the missing pages. All the books were thrown off the shelves and laid scattered on the floor. But, no matter how hard the two looked, the pages were never found. Twilight continued her search in the kitchen as she opened and closed all cabinets and scanned behind the fridge and oven. Spike, meanwhile, was in the main room, biting his fingernails in sheer, unadulterated fear. Twilight came out of the kitchen and took notice of Spike.

"Spike, calm down. I'm sure they're somewhere," she said. However, her attempts to calm Spike had no effect.

"We've already looked everywhere, Twilight!" he shouted. "Where else could they possibly be?"

"Well, where do you usually put them?" Twilight asked.

"I told you. I put them over there in the bottom left drawer," he said pointing to the writing desk where every drawer had been opened and completely ravaged."Aw, man. What are we going to do?" Spike's fear grew until it became it almost unbearable. The thought of someone in possession of his book made him worry even more. What if it was one of Twilight's friends? What if it was Rarity? He shook his head. It couldn't be her. Rarity would never break into Twilight's house. It was too unladylike of her. Still, the idea was enough for him to almost hyperventilate as his heart raced faster.

"I don't know what we'll do, but we'll think of something," said Twilight. She put her hoof on Spike's shoulder. He was still shaking uncontrollably but seemed to calm down a bit. "Just trust me, okay?"

Spike started to nod. "O-okay." Twilight began to use her magic and set everything back to the way they were. In a flash of light, the books appeared back in their original positions before they started their search. The library was clean again, which relieved Spike, knowing that he wouldn't have to clean up the mess manually.

"Now then. What did you do with the pages before you went to bed?" Twilight interrogated.

Spike never really gave it any thought before answering her question. "Nothing, really. I just put them in the drawer over there." He pointed to the writing desk. Twilight put a hoof to her chin and started to ponder on the possibilities.

"And since the culprit only stole those pages," she deduced. "There can only be one solution..."

"What?" Spike asked in anticipation.

"Somepony knows."

"What?" he shouted in disbelief. "But, that's impossible! We haven't even told anypony!"

"You're right, we haven't. But, looking back at it now, we were acting kinda suspicious yesterday. So, in conclusion, there are two ponies I can think of as suspects..." Twilight continued to think.

"Who? Applejack and Rarity? Why would they...?"

"That's what we're going to find out. You talk to Rarity and see what you can find out. I'll go and see Applejack."

Spike started to tremble as sweat trickled down his face. "Y-Y-You want ME to t-t-talk to R-R-Rarity?" he stuttered. His legs were shaking. He couldn't bare the thought of having to talk to her. Especially during a time like this.

Twilight closed her eyes and sighed. This whole mess was giving her one heck of a headache. "Alright, fine. We'll go ask Applejack together. Then, Rarity, okay?"

Spike simply nodded as he breathed in and out a great deal of air to calm him down. He looked back at Twilight, who was heading for the door.

"Well?" she asked. "Are you coming?"

"Oh! Yeah." Spike made haste as he quickly followed Twilight out of the library and towards Sweet Apple Acres.

***

Rainbow Dash popped her head out from the window and observed the skies for any other pegasi that might have been flying by. So far, no one seemed to follow her ever since she took the pages from Applejack's farm and flew back to her home in the sky as fast as she could. She placed her head back and laid on her bed. She took another look at the pages. She couldn't believe what she was holding. The first draft for Cursive Writer's newest story. It felt like a dream. Was it a dream? She bit a little bit of her hoof to make sure. "Ow!" she whispered as she winced in pain. Nope. It certainly wasn't a dream. This was the real deal.

Part of her couldn't help but helplessly giggle at the fact of what she just found, at what she had just read. But why? Why was this hidden at Applejack's farm? Unless...

***

Twilight carried Spike on her back as usual as they left Ponyville and followed the road that led to Sweet Apple Acres. "So, what made you want to write romance novels anyway, Spike?" Twilight asked.

"Well, I usually write a lot and I don't really have anything to do during my spare time..."

"Yeah, that's true. But, why romance novels?"

Spike had never really thought about it before, to be honest. He'd always wake up at night and read one of Twilight's books. However, it wasn't action or science fiction novels that colts would like, but instead it was romance that Spike read. There was something about them that drew Spike's attention, yet he couldn't tell what. He tried to answer Twilight's question the best he could. "Well, I guess it's because...I just like writing them. Y'know, they're nice."

"You mean you don't know?" Twilight asked.

"Well,..." Spike gave up trying to defend himself. "No, not really. Well, I mean, I do, I just don't know what yet."

"Huh. Okay, I think I might understand that."

Spike raised his eyebrow. "Everything alright, Twilight? You're so passive with me all of a sudden."

Twilight didn't want to admit it, but she knew there was something about Spike that she didn't see before. Something about him made her feel...something. Could it have been love? Whatever it was, she didn't want to mention it to Spike. "No, no. Everything's fine. Just...the fact that you're Cursive Writer is still settling in, you know?"

"Right, right. I understand."

As soon as Twilight reached the barn, she saw Big Mac carrying a cart full of apples heading towards town. Luckily, she managed to stop him before he left. "Big Mac!" she called out. Macintosh turned his head towards Twilight, raising an eyebrow. "Have you seen Applejack?"

"Eeyup." He replied.

"Where is she?" Macintosh pointed his hoof towards the trees where Applejack was doing her usual thing. Bucking at trees, dropping apples into two baskets.

"Okay, thanks!" Twilight trotted over to the tree where Applejack was. Spike's heart began racing again as he clutched onto Twilight. "Spike, calm down. Everything's gonna be fine." Spike listened and tried his best, but couldn't stop his little dragon heart from pounding.

"Applejack. Can I talk to you?"

Applejack turned and noticed Twilight and Spike standing behind her. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Follow me," she said as she picked up the baskets full of apples with her teeth and headed to the barn. Twilight thought she might get some answers. Spike thought that this was the end. Applejack knew the jig was up.

Twilight didn't know yet, and didn't want Applejack to know that she was a suspect of last night's robbery. "Applejack, something was taken from the house the other day. Something belonging to Spike. We were wondering if you had noticed any-"

"I took the pages."

'Well, that was quick' Twilight thought. She was taken aback from Applejack's sudden interruption while Spike pretty much died on the spot. Metaphorically, of course. Twilight set down Spike so he could calm down a bit as she took a step forward. "Why? You of all ponies!"

"Ah know, ah know! Ah didn't want to, but I just couldn't help but feel y'all were hiding somethin'. Y'all were acting mighty suspicious."

Twilight sighed. So far, it's been a pretty eventful week. "What else do you know?"

"Well, Ah also know Spike's Cursive Writer."

Spike, meanwhile, was gasping for air at this point. The anxiety was just too much to bear for the dragon.

"Twi, Ah'm really sorry! Really!" AJ was on the verge of tears, begging for forgiveness.

Being the good friend that she was, Twilight put a hoof on Applejack's shoulder. "It's alright, AJ. I forgive you." Suddenly, Applejack pulled in Twilight for the tightest hug she could have ever gotten as the farmer just sobbed.

***

Rainbow Dash couldn't take it anymore. She had to confront Applejack about this. After a few good minutes of thinking, which really hurt her head, she couldn't stand deducing anymore. She had to tell Applejack what she found out. She grabbed the pages and put them into her saddlebag and flew out her window, straight for Sweet Apple Acres.

'It's the only possible explanation,' She thought.

***

After a good minute of two of hugging and sobbing, Applejack got a hold of herself and let go of Twilight. "Just...don't tell Granny Smith. Celestia knows what she could do to me. Heck, even Big Mac is scared of her."

Twilight smiled. "I won't."

Applejack then turned towards Spike, who managed to survive his little anxiety attack. "And Spike, Ah...Ah had no idea you could write like that. Ah just wanted to say that...your work is really...beautiful..." Applejack couldn't help but blush as she smiled.

Spike got off the ground and dusted off some hay of him. He looked at the expression Applejack had on her face and rubbed the back of his neck. "Y-Yeah, thanks, I guess."

"Can you believe this, Applejack? Spike! Him! Of all ponies! He's Cursive Writer!"

Spike chuckled nervously. "Okay, you guys, you don't have to-"

"Ah don't believe it either! Ah mean, this is amazin'!"

"Uh, guys-"

"How did we not notice this?"

"Guys, do you think we could-"

"Ah don't know! We've gotta tell everypony!"

"NO!" Twilight and Spike both shouted, covering their hoof and hand over AJ's mouth.

"Mmh mmf?" AJ mumbled through her blocked mouth.

Twilight spoke up. "I know this news is the greatest, but we can't let anypony know. For Spike's sake, I promised him that I wouldn't tell a soul."

Applejack stepped back a bit letting Twilight's hoof and Spike's hand off of her mouth. "Uh, Twilight. You do know that I'm the element of honesty, right? I can't lie, remember?"

"Please, Applejack." Spike pleaded on his knees. "We're begging you here."

"I'm sorry, but it's in my nature."

Twilight walked up to her. "Please, AJ. This means a lot to him."

Applejack looked back down at Spike, still on his knees, and simply sighed at her friends' request. "Alright, fine. I'll try my best."

Twilight and Spike let out their relief with a sigh. "Thanks, Applejack."

"No problem, Twi."

Spike felt extremely calmer now that this whole mess was dealt with. He had hoped that this was the only shenanigan he would get into today and wouldn't delay any of his further plans to finish his story. "So, where are the pages?" He asked.

"Oh, yeah!" Applejack exclaimed. "Ah actually hid them inside this hay pile." She then dug through the hay to notice something completely off. "That's weird."

"What?" Twilight and Spike asked.

"They're not here!"

"Oh, you've GOT to be kidding me!" Spike shouted.

Just then, a cyan blur blew past the doors and landed just by Applejack, the pages thankfully still in her saddlebag. She looked around. Applejack was here. Perfect. She never really expected Twilight and Spike to be here either, though. But, she shrugged off the thought. This couldn't wait any longer.

"You guys are not gonna believe this!" She announced. "But, I just found out that Applejack is Cursive Writer!"

Author's Note

Short, I know, but I got caught up with a lot of stuff. But, finally! Here you go! Now, to work on my newest story, which should hopefully be out very soon!.