//------------------------------// // (3) Denial // Story: Parents // by Script Singer //------------------------------// Applejack and her family had been given the all clear by the doctor and where allowed to go home. Thankfully, Applejack hadn't been hurt too severely and a little magic had fixed her right up. When they arrived, Applejack went straight into her room and did nothing but lay on her bed. Granny would come in and check on her every once in a while and would bring her something to eat, but only to find the previous meal untouched. She would hardly get any sleep, and unfortunately, this went on for a few days. Granny couldn't stand this. She walked into her grandfilly's room with a bowl of soup, hoping to get through to her this time. She knocked on the door as she walked in. Applejack turned to face her grandmare. She saw the bowl of soup and turned away. "Could you at least eat a little bit?" Granny asked hopefully. Applejack let out a sigh. "Fine." she uttered. Granny walked over to her bed to hoof her the food. She took the bowl and stared at it for a moment. Apple Soup, her mother's favorite. She pushed it forward, refusing to eat it. "Come on, you need to eat." Reluctantly, Applejack took the spoon into her mouth. She tasted nothing but sorrow. She quickly put the spoon down and turned away. Signing in defeat, Granny took the bowl away. "Go get some rest, you'll need it for tomorrow." Granny walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. Applejack stared at a picture of her with her parents by her nightstand. She shut her eyes. A few hours passed. Applejack fell asleep. --- Applejack tossed and turned. The memory of the tragedy kept playing in her mind. She woke up in shock, Tears in her eyes as she breathed heavily. She wasn't any way she could go back to sleep after that, so she decided to go out for a walk. She got out of bed and grabbed her saddlebag then walked out of her room. She tried her best to be quiet so she could sneak out. She slowly walked down the stairs to the door and opened it quietly. Applejack walked for a few minutes until she came up to where the bridge used to be. She stared at the gap where the entrance once was before it had fallen since the tragedy. She sat herself down, and waited. The wind blew in her mane. She shivered as she pulled a blanket out of her saddlebag. "You aren't gone…" she told herself. Rain started to fall from the sky. "You aren't gone..." The rain started to fall faster. "You aren't gone..." Small claps of thunder came. "You aren't gone..." --- Granny opened the door to Applejack's room to wake her, only to find she wasn't there. She frantically looked for Applejack. She looked all over the farm, but she was nowhere to be found. She sent Big Mac out to go and find her while she went to double check the house. Big Mac returned about an hour later with Applejack asleep on his back, sneezing and mumbling something occasionally. Granny picked her up and brought her upstairs back to her room and tucked her in. She slowly opened her eyes. She let out a sneeze. "I think you'll be staying home today." Granny said. Applejack nodded slowly before going back to sleep. Granny stroked her mane as the filly fell into a deep sleep. --- The next day, Applejack felt far better. She got up to get ready for school. She began on making her bed, before going downstairs to eat some breakfast. She got her things ready, and gave granny a hug before she left. "You have a good day now." Granny told Applejack. Applejack let out a sigh as she shut the door behind her. She slowly walked away from the farm, wondering who would be teaching the class now that her mother was gone.