Some things remained constant between the worlds, among them gossip. It was a thin channel, consisting of the journal and the occasional visit to one world or the other, but word still got around. Eventually, it got around to Applejack, who went through the mirror for the first time in her life with a scowl on her face.
She glowered at her waiting counterpart, too angry to bother with taking in her new body. "The hay's goin' on in that monkey brain o' yours, fraternizin' with the enemy like that?"
The local Applejack scratched under her hat. "Beg pardon?"
"I mean that Strawberry Sunrise mare," AJ spat, then literally spat.
The local balked. "Enemy? I'd go crazy if I didn't have Strawberry on shift with me!"
Applejack leaned in and went for the kill. "But she don't like apples."
Human Applejack didn't seem quite as devastated by that revelation as the pony expected. Arms crossed, she said, "Now I didn't know what kinda person I'd be in Equestria, but I didn't think I'd turn out t' be some kinda fruit bigot."
"I ain't a bigot! All other fruits are equally inferior to apples." Applejack nodded at this self-evident logic.
"And what's that make Momma?"
The silence stretched for what felt like hours. Pony Applejack found she couldn't look her counterpart in the eye. Turning away, she said, "You go have fun with Miss Sunrise."
The last thing she heard before going back through the portal was, "Don't need your permission, but thank you kindly."