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AppleDash Group Collab - DbzOrDie



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Crafts - bookplayer

ā€œBerry lovinā€™ son of a fruit bat!ā€ Applejack muttered around the needle in her mouth. It was their second day in the barn working on the project, and getting their felt heart dolls finished was proving to be a challenging activity for Applejack and Rainbow Dash.

Dash snorted her amusement. ā€œThat oneā€™s awesome. Iā€™m totally remembering tha- ow!ā€ Dash dropped the pieces of fabric, and shook her hoof furiously. ā€œStupid piece of hailstone!ā€

ā€œIf yaā€™ got blood on it thereā€™s more blue fabric in the box.ā€ Applejack motioned to the box from Rarity, overflowing with fabric in both of their coat and mane colors.

ā€œNo blood. But what cloudheaded jerk made needles so pointy?ā€ Dash stuck her hoof in her mouth, sucking the spot.

ā€œSome unicorn, I bet.ā€ Applejack said, rolling her eyes.

ā€œProbably the same one who decided ponies had to make these things themselves.ā€ Dash picked up her half-attached fabric pieces. ā€œMy first one was way cooler.ā€ She glared at the needle before carefully taking it in her teeth and stabbing at the fabric.

ā€œYour first one was a Darinā€™ Do doll painted to look like you, sugarcube.ā€ Applejack pointed out, biting off a thread. ā€œThat ainā€™t really how it works.ā€

ā€œI sewed the heart on. And it still looked more like me than this one is going to.ā€ Dash set down the needle and examined the cloth. ā€œI think I just sewed my face to the wrong end.ā€

Applejack smirked. ā€œI always did say you got your head up your-ā€

ā€œShut up,ā€ Dash finished for her, starting to take the misplaced seam out.

ā€œJust sayinā€™- oh buck my fruit and leave me for winter! Not again!ā€ Applejack stared at her orange fabric in dismay. Dash peeked over, then a smirk grew across her face.

ā€œYaā€™ know, the apples on your cutie mark are round,ā€ Dash snickered.

ā€œThanks, Dash.ā€ Applejack glared.

ā€œNo problem.ā€ Dash kissed Applejack on the cheek, ignoring the look. ā€œYou know Iā€™m an expert on your flank.ā€

Applejack chuckled, then looked sadly back at the fabric. ā€œI cut ā€˜em out round! How'd they end up all funny shaped?ā€

ā€œYour awesome sewing skills?ā€ Dash suggested, grinning as AJ stuck out her tongue. Dash gave one final tug to the two pieces of her own fabric. ā€œThere, Iā€™m- Gah! It ripped!ā€ After glaring at the ripped pieces for a good minute as the tear in the fabric refused to knit itself back together, Dash took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth, ā€œWhereā€™s that lightning rutting blue fabric, again?ā€

ā€œIn the bag,ā€ Applejack said with a sigh.

Dash flew over to the bag, then stopped, looking down at the fabric. ā€œUm, AJ?ā€

ā€œYeah?ā€

Dash glanced at Applejack over her shoulder. ā€œSo, these are supposed to be, like, just for us. . . right?ā€

ā€œYeah. . .ā€ Applejack agreed suspiciously.

Dash grinned. ā€œSo, what if we just sewed them together the way they are, sewed the hearts on, and never ever showed them to another pony?ā€ Dash flew over and landed next to AJ, giving her a nuzzle. ā€œWe still have Rarityā€™s for looks.ā€

ā€œDash, these are a right mess!ā€ Applejack protested. ā€œI canā€™t give yaā€™ a symbol of my love that looks like a rotten piece of crabapple.ā€

ā€œYou totally arenā€™t! I mean, okay, maybe you are.ā€ Dash smiled at AJ. ā€œBut you give me way more than that. So whatā€™s a few square-ish apples and crooked eyes, compared to the stuff you give me thatā€™s really important?ā€

Applejack blushed, and her face melted into a loving smile. ā€œWhen yaā€™ put it like that, I reckon if we made ā€˜em with love, it donā€™t matter how fancy they look.ā€ She leaned over a nuzzled Dash. ā€œBut what all do I give yaā€™ thatā€™s so important to yaā€™?ā€

ā€œAre you kidding? Just from this I got a hundred new fruit-related curses!ā€ Dash giggled, dodging Applejack hoof.

ā€œI reckon I oughta throw a few more at you right now.ā€ Applejack chuckled as Dash gave her big, puppy-dog eyes. "But I'll let ya' off this time."

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