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Applejack: shhhhhhhhhhh , it’s ok Apple bloom , i forgive you
Apple bloom : I’m sorry (sobbing)
Applejack:shh shh shh shhhhhhhhh Apple bloom (sniff) shhh shhhh shhhhh sh sh shhhhhh, it’s ok baby , I’m here
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“It ain’t fair! Why’d they have to go!?” Applebloom wailed, wrapping all four legs around her big sister.
 
Applejack brought Applebloom closer, hugged her gently, hoping that her soft touch would comfort the little filly. Though she supposed she was in as much turmoil as her little sister. Just better at hiding it.
 
What should she say? She didn’t know the answer to that any better than Applebloom did. “I know, sugarcube,” she said, her voice cracking. “It ain’t fair.”
 
Applebloom sobbed and sniffed. AJ could feel her trembling. “I just want ‘em back! Please make ‘em come back! Tell me I’m just imagining it! Tell me this is all just a dream and I’ll wake up and they’ll be right downstairs!”
 
Though Applejack didn’t think it was possible, Applebloom clenched her even harder and buried her face into her big sister’s strong chest. “I’m so sorry, sugarcube.” She began to rock her and rub her back. “I miss ma and pa, too, but this is as real as real gets.” Applejack grabbed her little sister tighter in return and let her own tears flow.
 
“Why’d they have to go?” Applebloom asked again.
 
“I don’t know, sugarcube. I don’t know.” Applejack sniffed and looked skyward, wondering if, wherever their ma and pa were, if they were proud of her. “Sometimes life gives you a rotten apple. All you can do is toss it aside and keep on pickin’.”
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Apple Bloom cried out against her sister’s chest, shaking her head. “Ah want Miss Cheerilee!”  
-Twilight’s Midnight Violations, ch 11