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Her concerns dissipated as she removed the dress completely, allowing it’s full glory to be visible, reminding her of the time that Rarity dared her to wear during their slumber party a few weeks ago. Applejack cringed at it for a moment but the voice eased her mind, “it’s alright, you’re alone, nopony will see you, go on and dress yourself little filly.” The mare blushed as she whispered, “Oh, if Rarity saw me right now.”Īpplejack giggled at the thought as she slowly took the gaudy and frilly dress up and revealed its full glory. It was amazingly soft, complete with the pink saddle and the curly pink frills at the end of it. The mare nodded slowly as if in a trance and brushed the dust off the box,slowly lifting the lid to reveal a giant, poofy, frilly blue dress. “You wanted to relive your foalhood remember? That's why you took that dress and you want to wear it now, don’t you?” In fact, as Applejack stared at it she pondered on why she took the dress in the first place? Then that same strange voice went through her mind. She quickly and quietly crossed the hallway to her room and slowly closed her door locking it then sighed, “Finally, time to get some shut eye of my own, but first.”Īpplejack quickly dove underneath her bed and took out a giant box, containing a dress she’d almost forgotten about despite taking it from Twilight’s library. She then crept to Apple Bloom’s (her sister’s) room and gently peeked inside to see she was deep in her sleep and quietly closed the door sighing in relief. She slowly crept through the house and up the stairs, not bothering to eat anything, and placed her ear on Granny Smith’s (her grandmother’s) door, chuckling at the sound of the old mare’s snoring and before tip-hoofing to Big Macintosh’s door (her brother’s) door and did the same hearing his loud heavy snores. She stumbled through the orchard towards her house, managing to open the backdoor, finding the kitchen empty with the lights out. Possibly due to her being so exhausted and hazy from a lack of sleep, the tired mare nodded,finding the voice almost soothing and welcoming. She looked around the dark forest of trees and saw nothing, only for the the voice to mockingly coo, “Oh, it’s alright little filly, don’t be afraid just follow the sound of my voice.” “ Aww, is the little filly tired?”Īpplejack stopped suddenly trying to find out where that mysterious voice was coming from. It was then a strange voice suddenly began echoing through her mind. Still, she continued to flinch with each step she took and took an especially long yawn, doing her best to stay conscious. “I might feel like I was chewed up, spat out and smacked dry, but least I finally finished Apple Buck Season. Still in spite of it, she was able to smile, even if her cheek hurt as well. She slowly dragged her sore body to the house, The mare eyes drooping and her muscles aching from the hard labor of bucking apples all day.
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”Big Mac and I actually did it! We finally did it.” However, her moment of enjoyment was immediately brought down by reality as her entire body quickly felt like she’d just gotten into an eight hour fight with a pack of Timber Wolves. Once they finally dropped, she was actually surprised upon glancing around the orchard, finding indeed every single tree had been cleared, a sight that brought a big smile to her otherwise tired and sweat covered face. It’d been a particularly grueling day and she was about ready to collapse, held together by the sight of the last apples falling into the bucket. Chapter 1: Chapter One: It's just a Silly Dress? Load Full Story Next ChapterĪpplejack was having a busy,dark and lonely night bucking apples in Sweet Apple Acres.