//------------------------------// // Applejack // Story: If You Give A Pony A Time Spell // by TCC56 //------------------------------// The front door of Sweet Apple Acres was kicked open with vengeful force. Applejack stormed in, eye scanning the kitchen for her target. The entire Apple family was there, caught in the middle of breakfast - and sat in stunned silence at the second Applejack in their presence.  Undeterred by the situation, Applejack pointed at Applejack. "You! We gotta talk!" "Uh, what–"  Applejack cut off her duplicate. "Time travel, ain't important." She trotted over and poked herself in the chest. "You got work ta do." Applejack shoved the chair back, rising to her hooves and glaring at her other self. "What the hay are you talkin' about?" "Rainbow Dash asked me out." Applejack paused. "Will ask you out." The original Applejack blinked. "Now hold on a cotton pickin' minute, Ah'm askin' her out!" "Awwww!" Apple Bloom practically squeed from her spot at the table. "Does this mean Rainbow Dash is gonna be my sister?" Both Applejacks turned to their sister. "Not now!" The intruding one continued her explanation to her other self. "You're gonna, but so's she. And she's gonna beat you to it - because she cheats!"  A gasp went up around the room. "She what?!" Current-time Applejack's face reddened with anger.  "Cheats!" Future Applejack spat the word with venom. "She uses this here magic scroll to time travel and let herself know you're gonna do it! Pleased the dang feather-duster so much she started braggin' about it the week after!" Grumbling angrily, Applejack looked herself in the eyes. "Thumped her good for it?" "And how," Applejack confirmed to herself with a satisfied nod. "Then Ah took the scroll, traveled back here, and made sure you know about it so we can ask her first!"  The rest of the Apple family looked at each other in a mixture of confusion and apprehension. "Uh," Big Mac ventured, "Mebbe if you're messin' with time just to beat each other, this ain't such a good idea?" "It ain't a good idea," Applejack firmly stated. "It's the only idea." She turned to her counterpart. "Let's teach that dang pegasus a thing or two about romance."  While the two Applejacks concocted their plan (and Big Mac tried to minimize the damage,) other trouble was brewing. Because Apple Bloom had started thinking. Mostly about how useful time travel could be, and just what good the Crusaders could do with it. All she had to do was borrow that scroll for a little while…