Dash had stumbled upon a keyāa key that had her flitting about Applejackās house all morning, trying to find a lock that fit it, with increasingly little success. The front door? Nope. The back door? Nu-uh. The apple cellar? Not even close. The key wasnāt even that unusual; it was worn from age but otherwise looked exactly like any other key would. And yet, Rainbow Dash just had to figure out what it unlocked. This little key became more and more intriguingāand equal parts frustratingāwith every lock she found.
The pegasus huffed and flopped onto the Apple familyās couch after a full two hours of searching high and low for potential locks. Just like the mayor to schedule a day off on one of Applejackās busy days. It wasnāt like she ever had any real work to do anyway, but the complete lack of it and her girlfriend made this day especially boring.
āDash, Iām home! We can get that lunch you were talkinā about!ā Applejack called from the door, coated in glistening sweat.
Right, lunch! She had something to look forward to, after all. But not before she uncovered the mysteries of the key cupped in her hooves. āHey AJ!ā
Applejack picked up a towel and dried her face. āHow was your morninā, Rainbow?ā
āUgh, boooooring. And annoying.ā
āBorinā, I get, but annoyinā? Whatās got ya bothered?ā
Rainbow glared at the key she held out for AJ to see. āThis. I havenāt been able to figure out what it belongs to.ā
Applejack lowered her head and sighed. āYou wouldnāt.ā
āSo you know what it is?ā
āI do. I wasnāt gonna show you just yet, but it canāt hurt, I suppose. Come on, follow me.ā
Applejack trotted up the stairs while Rainbow hovered just behind her, setting a course for Applejackās closet. Upon arriving, Applejack lifted up a floorboard and retrieved a small box from under it, motioning for Dash to give her the key. āIām glad ya found this. Havenāt seen it for a few days and I was really worryinā Iād lost it.ā
āSo what is it?ā
Applejack slipped the rusty old key into the lock on the box and gave it a turn, the mechanism clicking. She opened the box and pushed it toward Dash.
Inside the box lay a single photograph of a much younger Applejack standing with Big Macintosh, Granny Smith, and two ponies Rainbow didnāt recognize, a mare and a stallion; a pack of playing cards from Las Pegasus, adorned with an unintelligible signature; a certain blue feather that left a blush on Rainbow's cheeks; a wooden bit; and finally, a pair of dice. Dashās eyes drifted back to the photograph and noticed that the mare and stallion both had apple related cutie marks... and the stallion was wearing a hat, not unlike Applejackās.
āAJ? Are these your...?ā
Nodding, Applejack rested her head on Rainbowās shoulder. āThey are.ā
Rainbow set the box down and hugged Applejack. āIām sorry.ā
āDonāt be, sugarcube.ā
āHuh?ā
āYa shouldnāt be sorry, Dash. It hurts sometimes, and yeah, I wish they were still around, but Iām real glad I got to spend the time I had with āem.ā Applejack smiled and nudged Rainbowās shoulder gently. āNow, if I remember, ya wanted to go out for lunch? Your treat?ā
āHey! I never said I was paying. You know how much lunch costs with the amount you eat?ā
Applejack glared at Rainbow. āAnd just what is that supposed to mean?ā
Rainbow shrank and looked for somewhere to hide. Oops.
Unable to suppress a grin any longer, Applejack pushed Dash over and licked her muzzle. āRelax, Dash, Iām just messinā with you. I know I eat a lot, but I also work it all off, too. Youāre way too serious sometimes, ya know that?ā
Dash couldnāt help but... er, forget that. The Rainbow Dash did not just... giggle. āI guess I could spend the bits this one time. I know a certain mare who might just be worth it.ā
Applejack closed the box back up, locked it, and stowed the key in her dresser. She helped Dash up off the floor and leaned against her. āShall we?ā
Rainbow spread her wing across Applejackās back and the pair trotted off into town, already lost in the company of one another.
Nice and sweet... and clever how you dodged how the parents look like...