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// Three 
// Story: Blank Flanks 
// by Perry Pinkie Potter 
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"Hiya, Applebloom! You finally awake?"  Applejack said as I came to. I looked at my surroundings. I was in a bed.

"Yeah." I say. "Finally. I feel like I was asleep for a long time. And my head really hurts." I said suddenly, realizing the pain.

"I'm sorry, sis. You still tired? Do ya wanna go back to bed?" She asked.

"Yeah, I think so. Besides, I had a weird dream I don't really remember. I'd kinda like to see more, though." 

"Really? Do ya remember anything from your dream?" Applejack asked.

I thought a moment. "All I remember is I felt self-conscious about my cutie mark. I'd really like to get it." 

Applejack laughed. "How about this, little sis? You go on ahead to bed, and maybe tomorrow you can try to help me sell some apples. You might get your mark then. What'da'ya say?" 

I smiled. "Yeah. Thanks, Applejack. Night. Love ya."

"Love ya too. Sleep tight." 

I headed up to bed, yawning. 

"I don't know why I feel so nervous about my mark. Oh well. I'll have to (yawn) get it tomorrow." I quickly fell back asleep.

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Applejack sighed guiltily. "I really don't know if this is right. Aren't I mean for doing this?" 

She looked down at the letter she had gotten from Princess Celestia. Then she shook her head.

"Princess Celestia has been doing this for awhile now. I can trust her... Right?"

She leaned on the window and watched two stars twinkle past.

"What do I do, Ma? Pa?" 

Applejack perked her ear upstairs to see if Applebloom was still awake. She sounded asleep, however. Applejack turned away from the staircase and sighed.

"What do I do?"