Cheers

As a war against a mysterious foe rocks Northern Equestria, Ponyville begins to suffer from its fatigue, especially the friends of Twilight and Rainbow Dash, and everypony else who have been called to arms. Luckily, with surplus supply of cider and a bar in need of an owner... Applejack may just have a place for everypony to get away from life as they've come to know.

This is the story of the residents of Ponyville as they try to cope with civilian life in wartime.

Because sometimes you need to get away....

Where everypony knows your name.

Preview:

"RAUUUGH!.!.!"

WHOOOOOSH-CRACK!.!.!

With a fierce buck, nearly every apple fell from a nearby tree. Apple Bloom was quick with her bucket, catching a good amount before the rest struck the ground - slightly bruised, but in surprisingly good condition.

"Easy there, big sis!" Apple Bloom yelped. "I can't catch them all at once with the way you're treatin' the poor things! What did the trees ever do to you?!"

Applejack stopped pre-second buck, before forcing a smile her way. "Just gettin' a little payback for the last harvest - seriously, we give em' water and care galore, and they give nothing back."

Apple Bloom raised an eyebrow, before nudging one of the apples on the ground with her hoof. With one quick move, she tossed it into her bucket. "I wouldn't say that - these apples are golden this year! No pun intended... cus they're not really gold and... well, you get me."

"Sometimes it's a bit hard to get you, sweetie," Applejack said, sticking her tongue out with a wink.

"Hey!" Apple Bloom cried. "Not funny."

"I'm just yankin' your metamephorical chain, sugarcube," she said, forcing a chuckle.

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. "It's metaphorical, sis'. Jeez- what did they teach you back when you went to school?"

"That little sisters shouldn't be showin' up their big sis' in grammatical," Applejack grinned.

"Grammar! You're saying that like an adjective when you should be using a noun!"

Applejack blinked, smirking to the side. It took Apple Bloom a second to realize what was going on.

"Oh, I get it' - you're messin' with me," Apple Bloom pouted. "Bleh - why don't we get back to abusin' the trees?"

"I'm the one abusin' em," Applejack grunted, before-

WHOOOSH-CRAAACK!.!.!

Apple Bloom's eyes widened, as a literal avalanche of apples plowed down upon her - burrying her in a pile. "EEEEEP!"

"Oh shoot!" Applejack grunted, frantically brushing them away as Apple Bloom frantically stuck her arms out of them.

"HELP ME, APPLEJACK! I'VE BEEN BETRAYED BY OUR OWN KIN! HAVE MERCY, APPLES!"

"Oh, relax, kid," Applejack chuckled, pulling her out after the pile was diminished enough. "They don't have teeth, ya know."

Apple Bloom panted, glaring at her. "Not yet, you know. In soon to be Soviet Equestria, apples eat you!"

"Soviet Equestria?!" Applejack said, baffled. "Who's been sayin' that kind of hooey to you? Equestria has and always will be a Democratic Molarchy."

"MONARCH!"

"Kazuntite."

"Ugh," Apple Bloom groaned, slamming a hoof into her head. "You better hope you never get on that 'Are You Smarter Than a Filly' radio show. You'd get eaten alive."

Applejack managed a smirk. "Well, maybe you can beat me in grammar, but I can definitely beat whoever says Equestria is gonna be a communist nation soon in a debate. We ain't turn into no Soviet Griffin Union."

"That's not what Rarity's been saying..."

Applejack snapped her head towards her. "What did you say?"

"Er- Nothing," Apple Bloom coughed. "I think she may have been a little... stressed at the time."

Applejack narrowed her eyes. "You listen here, Apple Bloom, Rarity may be your friend's sister, and maybe we were friends, or something close I guess, at one time too, but I don't want you to listen to anything that-that Celestia-forsaken draft dodger has to say!"

Apple Bloom seemed taking aback, her eyes horrified by before squeaking forth, "B-But what if she's right. What about the war-time rations? What about half of our food being sent to the government?"

Applejack took a deep breath, before setting a hoof on her sister's shoulders. "

Comments

[kahtoc]

This definitely seems interesting. Draft dodging splitting up friendships? Not too hard to imagine. Guess I'll keep my eye out for this when you post it

[TGM]

If any of you are wodnering what happened to Bob, see here for specifics.