The Day I Became A Millionaire

by Ribe_FireRain

The Day I Became A Millionaire (extension)

Author's Note:

Welcome to The Day I Became A Millionaire - a story of feelings for one another and a new life that may be more than winning the lottery or scoring big.

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-BurningMockingJay

The Day I Became A Millionaire

By BurningMockingJay

The Day Before,

I, like most people have dreamed of becoming a millionaire. There are many things that can allow you to be a millionaire, and sometimes that is in the way of fame, allowing more fortune whatever your dream may be. Jobs such as film industry can make you a millionaire, but because I aren't that kind of person, I tried my hand at buying a couple lottery tickets.

I didn't really expect much or anything from it. I knew there wasn't that much of a probability of winning at lottery, but it was worth a shot. I remember sitting there, waiting for the lottery to start, and when it did, I could feel my body tense up with anticipation. I kept my eyes locked onto the ticket, checking the numbers as I heard them be read out by the announcer. It was kinda like bingo, apart from there was big money in it. Tonight's draw was ten-million pounds.

10, 34, 67, 45, 21, 73

The announcer read on the TV. I checked my ticket numbers, eager for the truth of winning. First ticket was a downer, not even a single number that was read out. Second ticket and my heart froze. All the numbers were exactly correct! I have just won ten-million quid just from a row of random numbers!

I pretty much bounced around the room in excitement as joy coursed through my body. Maybe now my dreams can be a reality! I knew just where to start, too.

Tomorrow,

It felt great to finally of achieved something that wasn't so easy to get, and where it lead me was crazy but seriously something of my liking. With the newly added weight in my wallet, I decided to buy the one things I've wanted since I was younger. A Ford Mustang. Yes, that's right, a Mustang. I've driven cars like it but the only difference was that they weren't as sleek or as expensive as the Mustang.

Even I couldn't explain why I liked them so much. I could of said it was the looks, but it seems more than just the bodily structure of the beast it is. I was at the dealership and only spent a small fraction of the money I had won the day before. Luckily, the Mustang with the 'sale' sign was the same colour I wanted it to be - a shiny, dark red. The insurance needed for it wasn't cheap, either, but it really didn't matter to me because at the moment I was loaded.

I thought the car looked great with my new black suit jacket and slate jeans. I was all set to take the car home, feeling as joyous as I was when I won the lottery. With the excitement going on in my head, I decided I would go and give the car a test run around the roads just outside of town.

I found the car goes quite fast even before I left the city. I was going at around fifty miles per hour on the roads, luckily not being spotted by any cops. Finally getting outside, though, was more fun. The surrounding areas had roads that twisted and turned at sharp angles and I couldn't think of a better way to try out the new car. I knew how to turn sharply in wet or dry conditions without flipping the car over, so I wasn't exactly that worried about anything. Other than damaging the car, of course.

I drove fast, the speedometer going over seventy as I went straight along, just before a turn to the left. Adrenaline passed through my veins as I felt the wind hit my face from the open window next to me. I pulled the handbrake, swiveling ever so slightly before I slammed my foot on the pedal, and I could of sworn I felt a vibration from the pistons in the engine. Because of the Mustang being a V8, you could really feel the vibration if you press the pedal hard enough.

The feeling was unbelievablely intense! All there was was me, the car and road full of bends and turns. I drove like a man possessed for like half an hour before I came to a straight road that appeared to go on for ages - a perfect chance to see how fast the car could go without turning. There was barely any traffic on the road, so now was a good a time as any. I put the clutch into action, the wheels scraping on the asphalt, kicking it up behind the car before I released the brake, sending the car leaping forward as it began to pick up speed. The force made me get pushed slightly back in my seat as it began to build up past one hundred MPH, the sound of the wind now intensifying as I felt it brush the side from my head from the open window, making my hair dance rapidly.

All of a sudden, when the getting was good, a bright, white light made it impossible for me to see where I was going, instinctively making me shield my eyes with my arm. I would of slammed my foot on the brake pedal, but my mind was tight in panic mode. Surely, if I crashed at this speed, I would be dead in an instant. I felt the car come off of the ground as it plummeted into a blunt object, presumably a tree, and I immediately felt an intense pain in one of my arms and the calf on my leg before I blacked out.

To Be A Millionaire For A Day (In An Alternate World),

When I awoke, I found that I was laying on top of the hood of my car. My leg hurt and so did my arm, but that compared nothing to how much my head ached. I placed my hand to my brow and quickly retracted it upon feeling a searing pain run through it, and that's when I found quite a fair amount of blood covering the palm of my hand.

In front of me, I saw that the Mustang had indeed hit a tree, the whole front smashed and dented inwards. I really hoped it wasn't destroyed completely, or undriveable. I noticed that I was surrounded by snapped and fallen branches and leaves, some big but not thick ones just next to me. Surely they won't support my weight. I'd be lucky if I didn't end up on my face if I tried to walk without one.

Forcing myself forward, I gripped the side of the car with one hand and one of the branches in another. Taking in a deep breath, I placed the stick on the ground and slowly pushed myself off of the car, and like I thought, landed directly on my face as the branch snapped in two with little effort, making me scream out loud in pain as my leg hit the floor with more force than I'd of wanted.

Great, now what?

I tried to turn, but could barely even move my whole body from the stiffness around my waist from the position I've been in while I was knocked out. Using my good hand, I tried to clumsily grab the side of the now dented car to pull myself up. Thankfully, I grabbed it with enough force that I could allow myself to stand up. Using my good leg, I got myself off of the ground and kept my balance by holding the car.

In the time, I realized something. I could of sworn I was dead. The surroundings were nothing like back on the roads I was driving on; in fact, there were no roads. Not even one single trace of one. This place seemed more colourful and cheerier than where I was before. I didn't really believe in heaven or hell, but if they were real, I'd imagine it to be like this.

''Hey! You alright?'' A sweet, southern-sounding feminine voice called out from behind me. I turned my head to see behind me, and I froze up, my heart starting to pound softly in my chest. I didn't see a human, but more or less an animal. She had a pretty, cherry-ish red hair with a pink ribbon tied into it and soft yellow fur and orange eyes.

I couldn't respond. All I could do was stare. She had worry in her eyes and I could also tell she was just as scared as I may of been, but she didn't show it. ''Can you talk?'' She asked, her worry rising as she kept her orange eyes locked onto my brown ones. I just mumbled, struggling to find my voice. I felt as if I had no vocal chords, but if I did, I sure as hell couldn't feel them. She reached out a limb to me, a hoof, and reached towards me, only to make me fall forward onto my face again, this time knocking me out for the second time in a day.

*** *** ***

When I woke up (again) I could feel something wet on my forehead, and looking up, I could see those same orange eyes from before, looking down at me. I didn't know who she was, but I'm sure she wasn't going to kill me or leave me for dead. She was dabbing a cloth onto my head, clearing the blood trail that had made a faint mark down my cheek and past my ear. It hurt, but I didn't have the strength to retaliate.

I wasn't complaining that I couldn't feel my leg, either. Wait, WHAT?! I raised my head, immediately regretting doing so as I felt pain surge through my skull, making me drop it back down on whatever I was laying on.

''Whoa, careful there. You're pretty battered up, jus' take it easy. Don't wanna hurt nuthin' else, do we?'' She said, her voice surprisingly calm. She placed a hoof on my shoulder, and this time I didn't move. Her touch was soft and her coat looked silky and soft. For the first time, I could really see her. She didn't look that old either. Because she was an animal, I couldn't really estimate an age, but she didn't look like she was past twenty, just like me. What I did find odd was the tattoo on her thighs - an artists brush and pallet with different coloured paints on it.

I could tell that from that curious look she was giving me, she was also looking me over. I couldn't tell if she was curious or just scared. She walked over to my legs and looked them over. I cringed softly as she touched my injured one with a hoof.

''Ow! Hey, that hurt! A lot!'' I said through clenched teeth, making her jump back a bit. Her eyes were smaller now, and she had them fixed on me, allowing me to know just how scared she was.

''You talk?!'' She exclaimed.

''Of course I do. I'm not stupid, you know.'' I sighed, still looking at her. ''Sorry, it's just...I aren't used to being knocked out cold twice in a day.'' I smiled softly, trying to not make her uneasy in my presence. She slowly came up next to me and gave me a serious look.

''Not like Ah mean you any harm, but please don't do that again. Not jus' for mah sake, but for yours. You're hurt pretty bad. If mah family finds that Ah took you in from the fields and brought ya into the barn, I'll get into trouble. Who knows what'd happen to ya if Ah left ya'll out there.'' She smiled at me, followed by a small frown. I couldn't help but smile back.

''Was I really worth the trouble? I mean, you don't know me and I don't know you, but you seem decent enough to of taken me in after you found me. I just don't wanna be a bother.'' I said, looking into her still worry-filled eyes.

''As long as ya ain't no trouble, we'll get along jus' fine.'' She said to me, a warm smile upon her lips. ''By the way, I'm Apple Bloom and this is Sweet Apple Acres.''

''Ha, I like that,'' I chuckled softly, ''I'm Matt. Nice to meet you, Apple Bloom.'' I shook her hoof, a small but noticeable blush upon her cheeks. She kept silent as she continued to look over my wounds. She had already patched my head up, using a small white bandage and antiseptic. When she looked at my leg, I could tell she knew it was bad. I clenched my teeth and tried to ignore the burning pain as she applied antiseptic to the gash in the side of my calf. From the feeling, it was pretty deep and I knew I wouldn't be walking for quite some time.

My arm didn't feel bad but I knew something was either broken or just bruised pretty badly. As time passed, the silence was getting kinda awkward. I tried to find something to occupy my mind by looking around the barn. It wasn't anything from your average barn, but it was tidier and more organized than any I've seen in the past. It didn't smell of anything but hay and straw. Hay bales were stacked in one side of the barn at the back and it continued to the other side, like brick work.

Pitchforks and various farm tools and equipment were hung up and arranged on the walls along with a few lassos. On tables in front of the tools and equipment were other things in bottles and tubs, presumably disinfectant and a few medical supplies if there were an accident. Given the circumstances, it was a lucky thing there was some medicine in the barn. Much like Apple Bloom's hair colour, the barn's interior was a hue of red with white lines in certain areas. For a while, nothing was said between us. As I admired the scenery around us, Apple Bloom came back to my side and rested a hoof on my shoulder.

''Alrighty, then, Ah've done what I can, but I doubt ya'll be walkin' anytime soon. I guess you'll need to stay put for now.'' She smiled again, this time a little softer. ''Just promise me ya won't make too much noise. If mah sis finds out about this, Ah'm gonna be in trouble.''

''I promise. I can barely even move, but there is still a slight issue. You see, when you found me, I crashed my car into that tree. I'm gonna have to hide it someplace before a fuss is started.''

''Huh? What's a car? Ya know what, nevermind. It wasn't too far from the orchard, but ya lucky it was in the west orchard. Hardly nopony goes there anymore.'' She removed her hoof, turning for the barn doors. Before she could reach the door, I called out to her.

''Hey, Apple Bloom? Thanks. You know, for saving me while I was out there. I owe you one.'' She gave me a grateful smile and nodded her head.

''T'aint nothin'. Ya don't owe me one. You were hurt so Ah helped ya. I'll see ya soon.''

And then she left, leaving me alone on this hay bale that was going to serve as a bed for as long as I was going to be laid up. She may of only been an acquaintance, but I could tell we were gonna get along just fine. With nothing to do, I laid my aching head down on the hay, staring up at the red ceiling of the barn, lost in my thoughts.

If there was one thing that I wanted to know, it was how did I get here? More importantly, what is this place? Apple Bloom said that this was Sweet Apple Acres, and from what I could of guessed, the ''apple'' and ''acres'' must of meant that it was a type of apple farm. My thoughts, however, seemed to trace to the crash, from when I was down the road, driving like a maniac and then crashing into a tree after...huh...I couldn't recall. Oh, well, it could wait. Right now, I wanted to get some well-needed sleep. Today's events have really taken it out of me.

*** *** ***

''Mornin', sleepy-head. Feelin' better?'' Apple Bloom grinned as she came into the barn, awakening me from my slumber. I felt a little groggy as I looked over to her, seeing that soft and sweet smile that seemed ever so inviting. I didn't know how long I slept, but the window near the top of the barn gave me the telling that the time was around twelveish. I rubbed my eyes, trying to get them to focus properly. ''Celestia, you're out like a light bulb when ya'll are tired. I came back shortly after Ah left, and ya'll were dead to the world.'' She chuckled softly, to which I just scratched my head awkwardly.

''You did, huh? Well, what's up?'' I asked her, now feeling myself to wake.

''Nothin's up with me, that is what Ah should be askin' you.'' She motioned to my wounds with a hoof.

''Oh, right. Well, I feel better, thanks to you. If you didn't find me when you did, I would of probably hurt myself even more or got caught by something or someone.'' This time I smiled, a soft blush appearing on her cheeks. ''Another thing, though, remember me saying I needed to move my car? I kinda need to get along with that. I should be able to walk. Doesn't feel like a fracture.''

''No way, no how I'm eva gonna let ya go out with that leg, Matt. You're right about not breaking it, but you did damage your calf pretty bad.'' She frowned at me, those orange eyes like garnets.

''Please, Apple Bloom? I can't just lay here. I really need to make sure that I can still walk, ligament damage or not. Please?''

''No, I can't. I don't want ya to be gettin' even more hurt than you are. Besides, Macintosh and Applejack are in the fields today, if they spot you, I dunno what'll happen.'' Apple Bloom explained, still looking at my injured leg. I sat myself upright so I could face her properly. Looking at her from the side seemed to make my neck ache. She tried to stop me by getting in front of me, but I carried on, anyway. I slowly put pressure on my left leg, feeling a little amount of pain before I felt it intensify, causing me to drop into Apple Bloom's side. Surprisingly, she managed to keep me up. She was stronger than she looked. Wrapping a hoof around me, she carefully set me back down on the hay bale.

''Now, I told ya not to try an' walk! Jus' do yaself a favor and don't try that one again. Please?'' She scowled with a serious glare in her eyes. I couldn't help but feel bad at trying to do something I was told not to. I didn't bother laying down, either. I figured that sitting up would help my blood flow return to normal. My head was already feeling a little better.

''I'm sorry, Apple Bloom.'' I said apologetically, trying to ignore the pain that was still present in my leg.

''I'll check in on ya later, Matt, I gotta go help Applejack and Big Mac in the orchard. Jus'...don't do nuthin' stupid, okay?'' She said, to which I nodded slowly before she smiled in approval and headed back out of the barn and into the orchards. I gotta admit, she was a strong one. Even though I knew I said I wouldn't cause trouble, I also knew that I needed to get to my car and get it someplace safe. Maybe I could bring it back here? There was enough space, but what if one of the other family members of Apple Bloom's family comes in here and sees it? I don't want to get her in trouble, she deserves more than that, especially after what she did for me.

Sitting here was boring enough and just made me want to do something. Anything. I wanted to prove that I could walk, but I didn't see anything like a crutch that I could of used. All the tools were on the other side of the barn, and I could barely even move a nano-meter without falling or hurting myself even more than I'd like. Steeling my nerves, I held a support beam not too far out of reach and gripped onto it as I pulled myself to my feet, keeping my left one up as to avoid making contact with the ground and risk falling over with no way to get back up.

As carefully as I could, I hoped my way over to the other side of the room, thankfully without much difficulty. I may of stumbled and nearly fell once or twice, but I managed to keep myself upright. I held myself up with my weight by supported by the table with medicines on it and took a gander at the tools, seeing what I could use. A pitchfork? No, if I fell on that, it would be the end of me. A cane? No, too flimsy. A hoe? Perfect! A hoe was enough like a walking stick and would be just what I needed! Taking it from the wall, I placed it in my good hand, the sturdiness of the tool holding me upright. Smiling, I began to hop my way out of the barn.

*** *** ***

When I was outside of the barn, I tried to stay cautious of my surroundings, should I run into trouble. I limped across the sides of the fields, trying to find my car. Apple Bloom said that it was in the west orchard, but I don't really know which direction is which. That being the case, I just wandered around aimlessly. I just had to remember to get back before it was too late. If my car still worked, I could get back in an instant, but my only concern was that the crash may of loosened a few things or damaged the clutch.

I have no telling or knowledge of the area or which general direction I was going in, but it must of been the right way because I could see something red in the distance, not so far away. My Mustang. Happy to see it again, I quickened my pace. Finally getting up to it, I sat in the driver's seat, stroking the leather seat before I looked underneath the steering wheel. The keys were still there, but would it safely activate the ignition in the engine?

Without thinking, I turned the keys, and the engine began to sputter as if it was choking on something solid. I tried again, getting the same result. Confused, I pulled the latch for the hood next to the steering wheel and limped towards the engine block. Opening the hood, I immediately saw that a branch was stuck inside the fan, having gone straight through the grille on the front. I pulled it out with little effort, checking the other parts of the engine to make sure they were all in good condition. The actual engine was the best thing about the car. The chrome-coloured finish on it was what I liked the most. Because this Mustang was a GT, it was more powerful and had more of a rumble whenever it was turned on.

Closing the hood with an audible clicking sound, I sat back in the driver's seat and turned the key for the third time, but still got nothing. Was this thing actually busted? I really hoped not. I paid a lot for this vehicle, and if it was going to break within the hour or so I had it, I truly had no place for it in my life. Getting another idea, I took hold of the gear stick and put in in reverse before I released the handbrake. I doubted that I would be able to move the car in my current state, but it was worth the shot.

Getting out of the driver's seat, I used the hoe for support while I used my good arm to puck on the frame, the car only moving back slightly before hitting against the tree again. Now I was starting to get frustrated. Out of all the times I could of been injured, it had to be know that it happened. I needed to move the car, but I couldn't. I tried and tried and tried, but trying to shift it backwards wasn't going to help. I moved to the side, pushing against the engine block to try and push it to the left, eventually succeeding. Smiling to myself, I went back behind the steering wheel and turned it left. Because of the level of the terrain, the car began to move downhill.

This time I was scared to be behind the wheel. I knew how easy it would be to flip the car in a situation like this, should I apply the handbrake.
The speedometer obviously didn't work, but from a logical guess, judging from the sound of the wind, I was maybe going at thirty miles per hour. I could already see the barn, as well as Apple Bloom and whom I guessed to be her brother and sister working in the fields, harvesting apples. I really hoped she didn't see this, but she'll clearly know that I went to go get the car once she comes back to the barn.

Getting closer and closer by the second, I pulled the handbrake and heard the break disks screeching as they were tightly pressed against by the pistons, kicking up grass and soil, eventually bringing the car to a stop just outside of the barn on the sandy-coloured asphalt covered ground. I got out and opened the barn doors as quickly as I could, moving back to the car so I could push it inside, putting it into first gear before doing so. It wasn't as hard as it was while I was uphill, so I managed to get it inside with little effort.

I sat there for a while, looking at the insides of the car, just seeing how damaged it was. The windscreen had a hole in it about the size of my body width and had cracks running aimlessly around it. The strange thing is that I don't remember getting thrown out of my seat and through the windscreen, although I guess it explains why I was in the hood of my car when I woke up. The front of the car had multiple indentations on it and the symbol of the running horse on the centre of the grill was just lucky enough to of not lost it's head when I crashed. I still couldn't explain why the car wouldn't start, but I would of though a collision such as what the car took may of knocked out or damaged a few connections or fuses. Either that or I was out of petrol, and that would be a problem seeing as I had no clue where I could find some.

Perhaps I could find and use some tools in the barn to help me fix it, but I'd need Apple Bloom's permission first, if none of her family know I'm here, that is. As if on cue, Apple Bloom came charging through the barn doors, quickly closing them, her hooves moving feverishly. She stopped and glared at me with angry eyes, those orange iris's burning like fire.

''Are ya'll crazy?! I told ya not to do nuthin' stupid! Just what where ya thinkin'?!'' She breathed heavily, etching closer to me, making me cower backwards, falling on the driver seat of the Mustang. ''Do you have any idea what mah family would do or say if they knew about this?! I thought you promised me you wouldn't do this!''

Wow, I guess I did annoy her quite a lot. I didn't know her as good, but I could tell she wasn't the mad type. ''Bloom, I'm sorry, I did promise you that I wouldn't do anything stupid. I just wanted to prove that I could walk, I-''

And then she slapped me. Right in the cheek.

''I don't care 'bout that, Matt! First off, you could've been hurt or killed and second, my family could of seen it and who knows what they'd do to ya'll after they find out what you are!'' She continued to glare at me, those eyes reading nothing but plain anger. Or sadness. I honestly and seriously didn't think that she would react like this or that I could of hurt her. I knew I already cared about her, but now I was feeling nothing but guilt over what I've done to her.

''Apple Bloom,'' I said, rubbing my semi-sore cheek with a hand. ''if I knew you'd react like this, I wouldn't of even bothered trying to get my car back. I'm truly sorry if I hurt you, I mean it.'' I reached a hand to her shoulder, but she swatted it away.

''You just don't get it, do you? I could of lost you! How would I explain it if my big sister or brother found out?!'' She had a bit of a sad emotion building up in her eyes, the small tears becoming noticeable. She backed away and ran through the doors, the sniffles being audible just before before she left.

What have I done?

*** *** ***

Apple Bloom barged through the door of the farm house, not even bothering to stop and talk with Granny nor Applejack or Big Macintosh as she ran upstairs into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her before she flopped onto her bed and started crying heavily into her pillow.
Her thoughts only lingered on Matt as she cried, the pillow becoming drenched in a matter of seconds. She barely had a moment to herself before she heard a knock at her door, followed by a voice that could only be described as Applejack's.

''Bloom? You alright?'' Applejack asked softly from the other side of her door.

''Go...g-go away!'' Applebloom shouted back from behind her pillow, only imagining how loud her sobs were from behind the door to her bedroom. Applejack, not being able to watch another family member be sad and cry gently pulled on the latch to her sister's room, seeing her on the bed, her eyes now filled with worry. She gently trotted over to her bedside and sat next to Apple Bloom placing a hoof to her shoulder, only for it to be knocked away by her hoof. ''I said go away! Leave me alone!'' Apple Bloom continued to cry, concerning her sister even more.

''What's wrong, Bloom? What's got ya'll upset? Come on, ya can tell me.'' Applejack smiled as she put a hoof around Apple Bloom's barrel, pulling her close to her chest.

''I-I-I can't tell ya, AJ, Ah just can't!'' Bloom cried, gently pushing herself off of Applejack's chest, her sad expression was more than worrying. In fact, Applejack can't remember ever seeing Apple Bloom as sad as she was now. It was one of the few sights that made her heart ache. Whenever a family member was upset about something, no matter how big or small, Applejack would always be determined to find out the reason as to why they are upset.

''Why not, sis? Is it those young, rich fillies again?'' Applejack asked with a slightly raised brow, knowing the history between the two.

''N-No. It has nothin' to do with Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon. AJ, Ah'd really rather not talk 'bout it. Can ya just leave me alone for a while?''

''Apple Bloom, you know I'm here for you, but if that's how you feel, I can't stop you from feelin' that way. Jus' know I'm here if you need to talk.'' Applejack said before hugging her little sister and leaving her alone.

Downstairs, Granny and Big Mac watched Applejack's every step as she descended down the stairs and made her way towards the couch, seating herself besides Big Macintosh. They all just listened in silence for a short while, listening to the cries of Apple Bloom from above, the choked sobs echoing down the corridor and through the ceiling.

''What's up with her?'' Macintosh asked Applejack, still listening to the cries from above, to which Applejack sighed before looking him in the eyes.

''I dunno, Big Macintosh. She won't tell me. Seems like somethin' has really upset her, though.''

''Eeyup.'' Macintosh replied in his usual, deep voice.

''Won't she talk, AJ?'' Granny asked, also still listening to her crying granddaughter. ''T'aint like Bloom to run upstairs in a mess.''

''Ah know, Granny,'' Applejack sighed again. ''but Ah'm determined to find out. Ah can't just leave her like that.''

*** *** ***

I sat inside my car as I mindlessly played with the keys. My mind was elsewhere as I could only think of Apple Bloom. I just can't believe I didn't listen to her, after she warned me many times. I only understood her concerns after I did what I did. I have hurt her. I didn't even intend on it.
Right now, she was probably someplace crying her eyes out. When she told me how she felt if something could of gone wrong, I didn't know what to think. True, I do like her, but I guess that was the common emotion when somebody or somepony saves your life after a near-fatal accident.

I consider Apple Bloom as a friend, or maybe even more than that, but right now I needed to work on an apology. With my mind rolling in frustration, I feverishly forced the keys in their slot, making the engine sputter rapidly and eventually jump to life, startling me as it roared and the smell of petrol filled my nostrils. The dashboard beeped a few times as the HUD came on, highlighted in a blue glow, followed by a soft red needle for the speedometer. I gently pushed the accelerator, the engine buzzing loudly as the exhaust let out a small puff of smoke. The car vibrated and purred like a kitten as the engine hummed.

I laughed softly out of relief before I turned the engine off, just realizing how loud it was in the silence of the upcoming night. I really hoped nothing living heard that. I returned to being bored, playing with my necklace; a small, silver gothic cross that used to belong to my grandmother before she passed it onto me, due to her dying of old age. Around twenty minutes passed before the barn doors opened again, causing me to cower in my seat behind the steering wheel over fear of thinking it was one of Apple Bloom's family.

''Matt? Matt, ya'll in here?'' I heard Apple Bloom's voice whisper. I looked up, seeing her look right back at me from the barn's entrance.
She didn't smile this time, but instead trotted slowly towards me, her hooves barely making a sound on the hay-covered floor. She stared at me for a short time before she latched herself onto my chest, hugging me tightly. ''Matt, I'm so, so sorry for hurtin' you earlier! I shouldn't of hurt ya, I swear I didn't mean to but-''

I placed a hand over her mouth, stopping her from talking, her eyes looking back into mine. ''Apple Bloom, you're not the one to be sorry, I am. I disobeyed you and didn't think straight, even after you took me in and helped me after I crashed my car into that tree. I hurt you. I'm the one who should be sorry. You wouldn't of been as sad as you were if I'd of just listened to you and stayed put.'' Saying nothing, I hugged her, feeling her warm body heat up my cold figure. We stayed in that position for what seemed like an eternity, and I have gotta say that it was the nicest moment I have ever experienced. I never even realized just how much I could care for someone until I met her. While I was embracing her, I could smell the scent in her mane - milk and honey. It just added pure bliss to the moment. And then I noticed her sniffling again.

''What's wrong?'' I said as I gently pushed her from my body, looking into her eyes, that were surprisingly glazed with tears. She didn't respond but instead held back onto me, nuzzling my neck.

''I-I jus' feel so bad for hitting you...'' She muttered softly, nearly sounding like a whisper.

''Don't feel bad, Bloom. If anything, I deserved it.'' I chuckled lightly, brightening her mood a little. ''Hey, Apple Bloom?''

''Hmm?'' She hummed as she closed her eyes, still holding onto me, cuddling my neck.

''You comfortable?'' I asked, a noticeable blush appearing on Apple Bloom's cheeks, brighter this time, like a rose candle. Her only response was her snuggling deeper into my neck, her mane tickling my chin as it teased my nose with the scent of her shampoo. I picked myself off of the driver's seat and lay myself down on a hay bale I had earlier placed next to my car, Apple Bloom on top of me. If she was already asleep, she was surely the quietest I've seen. I wrapped an arm around her barrel as I began to drift off into a deep sleep, my other hand resting on the back of her silky-soft red mane behind her neck.

*** *** ***

''Apple Bloom? You in here?'' A feminine voice called out from the entrance of the barn, causing me to startle myself awake and make Apple Bloom jump, a soft gasp escaping her mouth as she struggled to get onto her hooves, only forcing her weight onto my chest, knocking half of the wind outta me.

''Sorry, sorry!'' She apologized in a whisper, her eyes going small upon hearing her sister's voice. ''Oh, pony feathers! It's Applejack! What do we do?!''

''Calm down, Bloom, just go out and tell her that you're here, I can get underneath the car. Now, go on, I'll be fine.'' Nodding, Apple Bloom quickly got off of me and went towards her sister, giving me time to crawl underneath the car.

''There ya'll are, Apple Bloom.'' Applejack said, relief in her voice. ''Why're you sleeping in the barn, missy? Me and Macintosh have been lookin' all over for ya! You had us worried when we couldn't find ya in ya room! Mind telling me what this is all about?''

''Applejack...I...I can't tell ya'll why...I'm sorry...'' Apple Bloom whimpered softly under her sister's glare.

''Don't give me ''sorry'', young lady. You've got an awful lot of explainin' to do. Mind tellin' me what this thing is?'' Applejack motioned over with her hoof to my Ford Mustang, her eyes full of wonder yet still held all that anger.

''No, I can't. Applejack, I can't...''

''Both of you stop.'' I called out, grabbing both of their attention, shocking Apple Bloom. ''No need to start a fuss. Nothing was Apple Bloom's fault. It was mine. I'm coming out.'' I pulled myself from underneath the car, brushing hay off of my jacket as I looked at them both, Apple Bloom's eyes holding shock and horror while Applejack's held only the horror, probably thinking I'm some kind of monster waiting or wanting to kill her.

''W-What are you? Who are you?'' Applejack asked, shivering a bit.

''I'm Matt. You must be Applejack, Apple Bloom's big sister? Look, I really don't want you to panic or be mad at Apple Bloom. None of this was her fault, Applejack. She saved me from death.'' Applejack looked at Apple Bloom, seeing her smile. I smiled too.

''Bloom, you mean to tell me that you saved this creature's life before he could of died?'' Apple Bloom nodded slowly, wondering what Applejack's reaction would be. ''Well, I think you did a good deed for him, Bloom, a very good deed. That still doesn't explain...that, though.'' She pointed at my car.

''Oh, that? That's my car. A Ford Mustang. I crashed it into one of your trees in the west orchard a few days ago. Ever since then, Apple Bloom's been taking care of me. If you're gonna blame anybody, you should blame me. I'm the one who crashed the car, not Bloom.'' I smiled to her, seeing a warm smile upon her own lips.

''Am Ah missing something out, here? Something you both ain't tellin' me?'' She cast quizzical looks to both me and Apple Bloom, blushes burning our cheeks like candles.

''Uh...no, not really. I'm just entirely grateful for all she's done for me.'' I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly, looking anywhere but Applejack or Apple Bloom. ''I...I don't know what else to say...'' I admitted, seeing the look on Apple Bloom's face transform into that of a weak smile.

''Why don't ya work on it while me and AJ get brunch started? That way, you'll get a chance to meet mah family!'' Her smile brightened, and when she turned to Applejack, she smiled, too. She looked into my eyes, still holding that expression.

''I think that's a swell idea, Apple Bloom! I jus' gotta go and tell Big Mac and Granny, first. Don't want Macintosh to knock him into ground without an explanation.'' She chuckled softly, looking back to her sister. I didn't really see Macintosh as good when I first saw him, but from the way Applejack said it, I couldn't help but think of a bull running me over, which is probably what she meant. I would rather crash the car again than be hit with a bull while it charges at full speed, honestly. Applejack then walked out of the barn, leaving me and Apple Bloom behind. She smiled again, yet her eyes had that tint in them that was worry. She sat down on the hay-strewn floor and looked right at me.

''Matt? About mah family...like AJ said, you should be careful around mah brother. Bic Mac can be a little over protective sometimes. Would ya be okay with it? You know, meetin' 'em?'' I knelt down beside her, holding her shoulder as I looked into those orange gems of hers.

''Of course I am, Apple Bloom. I don't really know what else to say other than...thank you.''

*** *** ***

I accompanied Apple Bloom to the farm house and when I was brought into the home, I felt an inviting warmth. The house looked pretty old, but it sure looked cozy. The flooring was that of simple, oak wood planks and the walls were painted a soft, cream colour with the same wooden planks lining the bottom half of each wall. The living room had a small table in front of a couple sofas and there was also a rocking chair in the far corner of the room. Anyone with a brain who saw the exterior or interior of the house could guess right away that it has been here for a very long time, and admittedly, I already liked it.

Apple Bloom smiled when she saw me admiring the scenery of the house. I was taking it all in that slowly that I barely even noticed a red face staring down at me and into my eyes. When I came to, I realized that the look in his eye was one of untold anger, all aimed at me, each and every bit of it. He was more or less an angry, red giant. His eyes were green and his mane was a shade of orange, and on his thigh was a tattoo, this one of a green apple half, showing a few pip seeds. He was also one big bulk of a pony, probably the strongest I've seen so far. It was clear that this was Bic Macintosh.

''So, you're this Matt I've been hearing about?'' His voice was deep, even more than mine. He seemed to etch closer to me, stopping just a few centimeters away from my nose, and I could already feel the fear building up just by his stare. I didn't even want to know what he'd do if I wronged him. He could possibly kill me with his bare hooves. All I could do was nod as a response, the fear freezing my vocal chords. ''Just before ya'll start getting all friendly-like or too close with mah lil' sister, I'm gonna warn you once and only once that if you ever wrong her, Ah'm gonna come after ya. That clear?'' He continued to glare at me, and at that threat, I seemed to freeze up all together.

Before it could go on any further, Apple Bloom placed herself between us, holding Macintosh back with her hooves pressed to his chest. I could also see that small blush upon her cheeks again.

''Bic Mac! Cut it out, will ya? It ain't like that, I jus' saved his life! That's all, we're just friends!'' She defended me, Big Mac eventually backing off, taking one final glare at me before walking off to what I presumed was the kitchen. ''You alright?'' Bloom asked as she turned to me.

''Y-Yeah. Fine, thanks.'' I managed, right before she nudged me towards the kitchen, where I saw Applejack and who I presumed was Granny Smith. She looked pretty old, her legs appearing as though they could barely support her weight, but she did look good for her age. Her coat was a light shade of green and her mane was a bleach-white colour, and like Apple Bloom, had eyes that were orange. Around her neck, she wore a yellow and orange checkered scarf. Her 'mark' on her thighs was an apple pie.

''Hey, Granny? This is Matt.'' Apple Bloom said, motioning a hoof to me, causing the old mare to turn from whatever she was occupied with and faced me, her face surprisingly adorned with a smile. I was actually expecting a bit of hostility from her, let alone Big Macintosh. She shakily trotted over to me and grabbed my hand with a wrinkled hoof, shaking it with fast pace, a speed of which I wouldn't of ever though an old being to have.

''Well howdy, Matt! Mah lil' Apple Bloom has told me a lot about ya'll! Gotta say, its nice to see another friendly face on our land that isn't a timber wolf.''

''What's a timber wolf?'' I asked, utterly confused. Bloom tapped my shoulder.

''Trust me, ya'll don't wanna know.'' She shivered a bit, as did Applejack. After me and Granny Smith were acquainted, she went back to doing whatever she was doing before and left me and Apple Bloom together. Because of the kitchen area being fully occupied with Bic Mac helping out, we both found a seat together on the sofa in the living room. In her hooves, she held a worn, old book, about the size of a photo album. She decided to show me some of the old pictures of the family, including her as a filly. I thought she looked pretty cute as a kid. When I chuckled softly at one of the pictures of her and Applejack together, hugging close, she playfully punched me in the arm, only prompting me to laugh harder.

A few photos of her and the others together, she ended up with a picture that displayed what I guessed to be the entire Apple Family. Along the front of the picture were some of the kids, including Apple Bloom, and in front of them was Applejack, laid on her side with a hoof in the air and a massive grin on her face. Granny smith and all the other adults were all together on the back couple rows, smiling for the camera.

''Wow, that's one big family.'' I said, wondering what it must of been like to have that many members in just one family. From what I counted, there was over thirty! An average family would only have around two or three kids, but that many? Unbelievable.

''Yeah, I know. Family's grown even more than that in the past, as Ah found out when the next family reunion came up. Couldn't barely move since there was quite a few of us.'' She closed the photo album, placing it beside her.

''Family reunion? As in everyone in the family gets together? In one place?''

''Yep. Sweet Apple Acres is big, but what the family's like now? Not a chance.'' She chuckled.

''Alright, you two, brunch is ready! Move ya caboose!'' Granny called from the kitchen, Apple Bloom dragging me from the seat I was sat on and getting me to my feet. In the kitchen, the other Apple's were seated at the table, plates with apple pancakes and apple fritters neatly placed on them. I took a seat, Apple Bloom taking the one beside me. In front of me was Applejack and beside her was Bic Macintosh while Granny Smith occupied the table's end.

''Looks pretty good, Granny Smith.'' I complemented, earning a smile from the elderly pony.

''Thank ya kindly. When ya've been 'round the stove for as long as Ah have, you learn right quick how to cook. Course, Applejack helps me when Ah need her.'' She nodded to her granddaughter whom tilted her hat to her in return. Minutes passed and we had all dug into our plates. Gotta hand it to them both, it tasted great! Probably the greatest I've ever tasted. I noticed Applejack watching me for a brief second.

''Something on your mind?'' She asked me, sensing my thoughts. I looked up, meeting eyes with her.

''Huh? N-No, not really. Just thinking.'' I said pretty bluntly. By now, she probably knew that it was a lie.

''It don't look like ya'll are jus' thinkin'. I know it ain't mah business, but I can't help but notice you look troubled. Something wrong?''

Wow, really? That was a quick guess...I didn't think it was that obvious.

''Okay, yes, I do have something on my mind, but I'd really rather not talk about it.'' I said as I placed down my fork and sat up straight in my chair.

''Hey, Matt? What's that?'' Apple Bloom pointed to my neck with a hoof, right at my silver necklace.

''It's a pendant. It was passed onto me from my grandmother when she died when I was seventeen.'' I picked it out of my white shirt, showing her the pendant's silver structure. It was a gothic cross, though I never knew why my grandmother would own such a thing. I didn't really seem like her type of thing. It had fancy marking around the edges, each one done with care, displaying lines that looked like waves in a posh font.

''It's pretty.'' Apple Bloom said, smiling as she looked into my eyes again. ''I'm sorry to hear about your granny, Matt.'' She leaned forward slightly and wiped a couple tears from my face, ones I didn't even feel. Up until now, I only just realized how homesick I really was. I missed my parents. They're probably worried about me, but I knew that was all they can do because they would probably never see me again, and neither would I.

''You okay?'' Applejack asked across from me, seeing my expression.

''Yeah, yeah, fine. I just...can't stop thinking of home.'' I sighed through my nostrils. ''Come to think of it, I dunno how I got here. One minute, I'm crashing my car into a tree, and next I wake up with my car smashed into a tree in one of your orchards only for Apple Bloom to find me. I swear, I don't know how I even survived it. I was lucky to not break my neck in that crash, let alone damage my leg and arm.''

''So, that's what happened?'' Granny asked from the end of the table. ''Bloom said you crashed, but from what we heard, it wasn't like that. T'was a good thing mah Apple Bloom found ya.'' She leaned over and gently ruffled Apple Bloom's mane. She took one look at me, and leaned next to my ear.

''Meet me upstairs in five minutes. Second door on the right.'' She whispered, making sure nopony at the table heard it, especially Big Macintosh. Getting up, I took our plates to the sink and after a quick wash-up, I made my way upstairs and found myself on a corridor, decorated the same way as the downstairs of the house, only with a few gas lanterns hanging from the walls. The corridor itself house five rooms, three on the left and two on the right. Like Apple Bloom said, I went up to the last door on the right and sighed softly before knocking gently against the old wooden door with my knuckles, the sound echoing quietly before disappearing into nothingness. I stood there for a few seconds before hearing Apple Bloom's voice on the other side, muffled by the thickness of the door.

Upon entering on command, I found her sitting on the edge of her bed, looking right at me. Her room wasn't really that much different than the downstairs, but it was tidy and houses a couple nightstands a wardrobe and a dresser. Despite her size, her bed was queen sized. From a random guess, I was thinking you could maybe fit twenty or so Apple Bloom's in it. She motioned for me to sit beside her, and sit beside her I did.

''So...howcome you asked me up here?'' I asked, feeling a little awkward. Apple Bloom only ruffled the sheets of her bed in an ever weirder fashion, making it clear that she did want to ask something.

''Matt, Ah...Ah um...wanted to talk about somethin'. Or more or less ask something. You see, I dunno what it's like where ya'll originally come from, but apparently, the weather team around here has scheduled a storm for tonight. It only jus' occurred to me that ya'll are still stayin' in the barn.''

Okay, now I was confused. What was her point? ''What're you getting at?'' I inquired, brow slightly raised.

''Ah...Ah wanted to see if ya would stay in here with me. Y'all know, as in mah room. I mean, mah bed's big enough for the two of us, and I barely even cover half by myself-''

''Whoa, whoa, what? Slow down, Apple Bloom.'' I stopped her, now seeing her appear uneasy. I couldn't even begin to think why she'd suggest such a thing. I mean, barns are meant to be strong enough to withstand harsh weather, and I didn't even notice any signs of age or weakening while I was laid up inside of the barn. And somehow, I doubt that the other family members, especially Big Mac would agree to such a thing as this. ''Apple Bloom...while I know what you mean, I just don't think that your family would agree to that. I mean, I have my car in the barn, I could just sleep in that.''

Apple Bloom shook her head. ''Nah, you can't. That barn was put up by me and Applejack a few years ago, and that is how I got my cutie mark,'' she pointed to the paint brush and pallet on her thighs. Oh, so that's what they're called. ''even though I built it to last, it has gotten weaker and weaker in the past after other storms were scheduled. I doubt it'd survive this one, so Ah don't think ya should go in there.''

So that's what it is. She doesn't want to risk anything over me dying. I had no idea.

''Is that why you're protective of me? You're afraid of me risking my own life?'' I asked her, to which she blushed softly and nodded slowly a few times. For once I was flattered. I pulled her close to me, embracing her in a hug as I gently stroked her very silky and vanilla-scented mane.

''Does this mean ya'll stay?'' She asked with a sweet smile on her lips. I nodded again before I returned the smile.

*** *** ***

The floorboards of the ancient farm house creaked beneath my feet as I walked towards the front door. Apple Bloom was right about there being a storm, and the first signs of it had already began to show. Outside it was dark and gloomy, rain pattering against the windows like a ghost knocking for entry. I saw the trees blow in the wind, telling me it was strong and probably going to become stronger as time progresses.

I buttoned my suit jacket and looked to the staircase where I listened against the wind for the sound of steps against the wood. Hearing nothing, I placed a hand on the front door's handle and opened it, nearly being pushed off of my feet by the gust that greeted me. Leaves and branches flew everywhere like explosions, some even swatting me on the cheek. The air was cold, but luckily for me, the barn was just a couple miles to the right of the farm house.

Pushing myself against the wind, I made haste towards the barn. I know I told Apple Bloom that I'd stay with her, but I really needed to get my car out of there. I didn't really intend on paying as much as I did for it just for it to get crushed against gale forces and chunks and slabs of wood. By time I was half way there, the sky had gotten darker, the rain becoming heavier and heaving by the minute.

Finally getting inside the barn, I pushed open the doors, feeling glad to know my car was still safe. Planning to get this done as quickly as I could, preferably before Apple Bloom finds out, I got inside the car and closed the door, about to turn the keys when I heard a voice.

''Matt?! Matt?!''

Apple Bloom!

I got out of the car in a hurry, running to the doors of the barn and saw her not far from me, just coming down the path. She looked as though she was struggling against the wind and could barely keep herself straight. Her mane blew everywhere, partially blinding her. Before I could call out to her, I saw her legs give and she got blown clean off of her feet, like her legs were tied to a horse with a lasso. I watched her get dragged by the wind towards the orchard as thunder began to sound.

''APPLE BLOOM!'' I yelled, my mind going into panic. Acting fast, I rushed back into the car and turned the keys, the engine sputtering. No,no,no! Not now! I continued, eventually getting the engine to go. I pushed down on the pedal, and as I drove out of the barn in a hurry, I realized that it was dark and that my lights had smashed from the tree collision.

I saw Apple Bloom get rammed forcefully into a fence, going through it like it was nothing. It only urged me to go faster. I pushed the pedal harder, the engine forcing more power into the wheels. The car struggled against the wind, but there was no way in hell I was going to leave Apple Bloom out here without bringing her back. I drove through the orchard, going through a fence that lead into the deeper parts of the apple orchard.

''Apple Bloom! APPLE BLOOM!? Can you hear me?!'' I shouted as loud as I could, my voice being drowned out by the bangs of thunder. I listened as hard as I could, hearing nothing but howls of wind and the thunder in the sky, followed by the now even heavier rain.

''Matt! Over here!'' I could barely hear her voice, but I knew it meant she was near here.

''Hang on, I'm coming!'' I pushed down the pedal again, this time the engine began to sputter. Looking to the petrol meter, it was just above empty. I screamed in frustration as I slammed my fist into the dashboard, denting the black leather. I got out, slamming the door shut with a metallic clang and looked around me, searching for Apple Bloom.

I pushed myself harder against the wind, just wanting to find her. I eventually did. She was leaning against a tree, her back turned to it as she lay in the mud on her side. I felt tears as I approached her as fast as I could. I placed my hand to her body and gently shook her. I couldn't feel any heat, and I was really hoping it was to do with the cold weather freezing my nerves and not what I hoped it wasn't. I undid my suit jacket and draped it over her body, picking her up in my arms. I held her close to my chest as I made for the farm house.

I just ran and ran, and even though my legs got tired from the force of the winds, I carried on. Forcing myself as hard as I could, I held her tighter, her muzzle resting on my neck and then I charged past the trees, seeing the farm house in the distance. When I reached the front door, I wasted no time in barging through the door and falling to my side, Apple Bloom's cold figure landing beside me. Despite having the wind taken out of me, I turned to her, eager to know if she was alright.

I placed my hand to her shoulder, shaking her, but she didn't respond. I was getting worried now. I pulled her closer, laying her on her back as I placed an ear to her chest, listening for a heart beat. I heard none. I now had tears going down my face as I placed both hands on her chest and began pushing, trying to bring her back.

I pushed on her chest for a short while, trying to restart her heart but failed. I sealed her nostrils with my fingers and placed my lips on hers, sharing oxygen with her body to the best of my ability, occasionally pumping her chest, hoping to bring her back. At that same time, Applejack and Big Macintosh and Granny Smith came downstairs, presumably trying to find what all the noise was.

''What's all the-''

''COME ON!'' I yelled, stopping Applejack from talking as I kept pumping Apple Bloom's chest. I shared oxygen again and again, barely having any luck.

''Apple Bloom!'' Applejack cried, her eyes tearing up as she ran to her little sister's side. ''Apple Bloom?! Can ya'll hear me?! Apple Bloom!?''
She began to cry as she held her hoof. Soon enough, Big Macintosh and Granny Smith were joining her upon seeing what was going on.
I breathed into Apple Bloom's mouth again and again, still getting no response. It had been around five minutes and she hasn't shown any signs of life.

''Matt?! You can't give up!'' Applejack sobbed as she still clung onto her sister's hoof. She looked me in the eye, trying to sense the hope that we all wanted, but if she were still alive, she would be awake right now.

''I've done all I can do, AJ. There's nothing else that can be done.'' I was crying heavily now. I held Apple Bloom's cheeks as I sat beside her, looking upon her sleeping face. ''This is my fault...'' I whispered as I choked back a sob, my eyes burning.

''Sis?'' Macintosh called softly as he himself was crying. He nudged her forehead with his muzzle, feeling the coldness of her body from the simple touch. ''Bloom?'' He planted a kiss to her forehead as he too began to weep. After a few moments, I picked her up, her body still in my jacket, and carried her upstairs while the others wept.

I carried her back to her bedroom, pulling her sheets to one side before I placed her into it and tucked it to her chin, her face still emotionless.
I just sat there on the bedside, stroking her cheek, warming it from my temperature. I hugged her softly, kissing her on the lips as I pulled away.

''I'm sorry, Apple Bloom. I'm so sorry.'' I wiped my hand over my eyes, taking away my tears. I turned to leave the room, taking a glance over my shoulder and when I got to the door frame, I heard something. Like a gasp, then shallow breathing.

It can't be...

Apple Bloom had her head turned to me, her eyes looking into mine as a weak smile was spread on her lips.

''Apple Bloom...?'' I whispered. I must be seeing things...

''M-M-Matt...'' She could only manage a whisper, weaker than a ghost's. I felt more tears run down my face, not ones of sadness, but of joy. I ran up to her side and hugged her, holding her tight, crying into her mane. I stroked her mane lovingly before I broke from the embrace. I ran to the door again and shouted down the hall, calling the others to tell them that she was alive. Within moments, the family came through the door and rushing to Apple Bloom's side, hugging her but also being careful not to take the wind from her.

I just smiled at the scene. I sat in the corner just next to the door as the tears still ran down my cheeks. I couldn't believe it! Apple Bloom was alive! She was still here, living and breathing! Yet, though I should be supremely happy, which I was, I still couldn't help but feel guilty. I should of just told her that I needed to go outside and move my car someplace safer.

Applejack came towards me, leaning to my level and wrapped her hooves around me, hugging me closely. Breaking from the embrace, she looked me in the eyes with her tear-stained emeralds with a smile upon her lips.

''T-T-Thank you, Matt! You saved mah sister! She's alive because of you! A-A-Ah can't thank ya'll enough!'' She hugged me again. The other Apple's looked at me, smiling grateful smiles. I looked towards Apple Bloom, seeing a weak smile. Despite her current state, I thought she was beautiful. I got up from the floor and walked over to her side, sitting on the bed.

I leaned down, placing a kiss to her forehead before I hugged her closely. When I pulled away, I saw that she was blushing, her cheeks like a pair of rosey candles. I chuckled softly at the sight. Tomorrow, I had a lot of explaining to do. She nearly died because of me, and I planned to make it up to her. It was the least I could do for her.

For now, the Apple Family keeps an Apple they thought they'd lost.

Comments

[Mr Inkhooves]

I'm enjoying it so far! Admittedly I haven't finished it yet, but I like what I'm seeing. Now, on to the nitpicking: I'm curious about your use of "I aren't" instead of "Am not."-Why is this? I'm also wondering why Applebloom isn't a little nervous around a human, something she's never seen before. Also, Applebloom seems to blush a lot around him; this might just be my head-canon,but I don't see her getting all love struck/embarrassed at a simple "Thank you."

[PotatoManato]

things start to look up. Or do they?

[treaclewell]

Great job so far! I like your premise, although I think the pacing could be a little slower. 'I love you' in the first chapter (and so soon after first meeting) is really quick. There are far too few longer fics similar to this, and we need more of them. Looking forward to the next chapter and Matt meeting more members of the Apple family!

[megaspy14]

is this going to be a foalcon story?

[Ribe_FireRain]

5500053 That is just another way of writing it. ''Aren't'' and ''Am Not'' are common, just written different sometimes. Also, though she may be scared of him, if you think about it, she sees him as another harmless critter but gets to know him more and more as time progresses. I didn't really intend on having two chapters (still to come) but viewers of the story think it would be better if I did. I have been meaning to rewrite chapter one and make it more apparent to the feeling of AB and Matt, but I guess that can come up in the next chapter.

I don't think it will be as long, but we'll see.

[Neko-]

He seems really accepting of the fact that ponies talk... A bit too accepting.

Plus... You stated the Mustang was a V6... And later on you state it's a GT (which implies a V8).... Driving one myself I just wanted to point that out.

[Awesometacular]

Awe, cute, Applebloom’s got a crush.