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// Log 4146: Apple Bloom 
// Story: Equestrian Human 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Portal!

Now then. We're back in Equestria now. I'm standing here with a backpack filled with camping gear, and Delmar, who apparently forgot that he goes pony when he goes through the portal, is currently faceplanted under a pile of assorted crap.

"Excuse me, miss? Y'all are on private property."

Oh come on.





"Now then, who the heck are ya two, and why 're ya snoopin' 'round mah farm?"

...

I RECOGNIZE THAT VOICE.

"Applejack?" I asked, staring back into the eyes of the (moderately) masked mare.

As per usual, an awkward silence settled over all of us. That tends to happen a lot.

The mare shook her head. "Ah don't know any Applejack." she responded, pulling her bandanna and hat off.

...

...

"What."

"What what?" the mare snapped back, adjusting the worn bow that had been crushed under her hat.

"Where's your sister?" I asked, looking around for a sign of an orange Earth Pony.

"Ah ain't have no sister." she replied, "Just me an' mah brother runnin' the place."

So apparently, in this Equestria, Apple Bloom takes the place of Applejack. Of whom doesn't exist. Maybe.

Reality hopping is weird. Come to think of it, the word "weird" is also pretty weird. I've always got a tendency to spell it out as "wierd", but then I catch myself and correct it. Wierd weird.

Now. Enough with the weirdness of language.

Ha.

Now, back to reality.

I took a step back, taking in the image of an older version of the filly from the show. Sure, she'd clearly grown out of her bow, but while the hat was pretty explainable, the bandanna sure wasn't.

A stallion that I could assume to be Big Mac trodded up beside his sister, whispering something into her ear, all while warily watching us with an eye.

Apple Bloom sighed. "Well," she began, "Ah assume y'all are here lookin' for some work, aren't ya?"

I shrugged. "I was wondering more about that bandanna that you were wearing over your face. At least, at the moment..." I turned to Delmar, who had already dug himself out a while ago. "What about you?"

"Uuuhhhhhhhhhh..."

I turned back to Apple Bloom. 

"Ah guess ah can tell ya..." she replied slowly, "But if ya wanna hear, than ya gotta help out."

"Geez," I muttered under my breath as I turned towards Delmar, "She's pretty snappy, huh?"

"Ah heard that."

Oh.