āBerry 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. āThat oneās awesome. Iām totally remembering tha- ow!ā Dash dropped the pieces of fabric, and shook her hoof furiously. āStupid piece of hailstone!ā
āIf yaā got blood on it thereās 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.
āNo blood. But what cloudheaded jerk made needles so pointy?ā Dash stuck her hoof in her mouth, sucking the spot.
āSome unicorn, I bet.ā Applejack said, rolling her eyes.
āProbably the same one who decided ponies had to make these things themselves.ā Dash picked up her half-attached fabric pieces. āMy first one was way cooler.ā She glared at the needle before carefully taking it in her teeth and stabbing at the fabric.
āYour first one was a Darinā Do doll painted to look like you, sugarcube.ā Applejack pointed out, biting off a thread. āThat aināt really how it works.ā
āI 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. āI think I just sewed my face to the wrong end.ā
Applejack smirked. āI always did say you got your head up your-ā
āShut up,ā Dash finished for her, starting to take the misplaced seam out.
āJust 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.
āYaā know, the apples on your cutie mark are round,ā Dash snickered.
āThanks, Dash.ā Applejack glared.
āNo problem.ā Dash kissed Applejack on the cheek, ignoring the look. āYou know Iām an expert on your flank.ā
Applejack chuckled, then looked sadly back at the fabric. āI cut āem out round! How'd they end up all funny shaped?ā
āYour 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. āThere, Iām- 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, āWhereās that lightning rutting blue fabric, again?ā
āIn the bag,ā Applejack said with a sigh.
Dash flew over to the bag, then stopped, looking down at the fabric. āUm, AJ?ā
āYeah?ā
Dash glanced at Applejack over her shoulder. āSo, these are supposed to be, like, just for us. . . right?ā
āYeah. . .ā Applejack agreed suspiciously.
Dash grinned. āSo, 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. āWe still have Rarityās for looks.ā
āDash, these are a right mess!ā Applejack protested. āI canāt give yaā a symbol of my love that looks like a rotten piece of crabapple.ā
āYou totally arenāt! I mean, okay, maybe you are.ā Dash smiled at AJ. āBut you give me way more than that. So whatās a few square-ish apples and crooked eyes, compared to the stuff you give me thatās really important?ā
Applejack blushed, and her face melted into a loving smile. āWhen yaā put it like that, I reckon if we made āem with love, it donāt matter how fancy they look.ā She leaned over a nuzzled Dash. āBut what all do I give yaā thatās so important to yaā?ā
āAre you kidding? Just from this I got a hundred new fruit-related curses!ā Dash giggled, dodging Applejack hoof.
āI 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."
HNGGGG, I can't even! i.imgur.com/drWSW.png
Hey look, an epilogue to Felt Heart.
YES!!!!! FINALLLY!!!!!
lol why didn't they made each other ? so RD is making an AJ plushy and the other way around ?