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Tag Archives: Granny Smith
Little Lost Sheep
Granny Smith would not leave her room. She would not speak to her family. Continue reading
Soothe
“Do you still think we should… you know?” whispered Sweetie Belle, peering around the Crusader clubhouse. Continue reading
Devoured
Applejack groaned, coming awake like a rusty nail being pulled out of a pine board. Like pulling out the nail, it wasn’t impossible, it just sounded painful and awkward. Continue reading
Detour
Applejack stared. “Who now is a piece of what now?” Continue reading
Fluttershy
It had been a quiet afternoon, elsewhere in Ponyville. Continue reading
Rainbow Dash
“Applejack!” Continue reading
Cabin Fever
Applejack blinked, holding the bucket in her mouth, and set it down so she could speak to her surprise guest. Continue reading
Proud Mare-y
Applejack stopped at the end of the row, and carefully placed the pan on the ground. Slowly, she stretched her neck this way and that, wincing. Continue reading
Applesauce
Big Macintosh packed up his things. Wasn’t much—pictures of the family, fetlock trimmers, the doll he’d got from Twilight Sparkle that time. It seemed like awfully little to make up a life. Continue reading