Post-Reconciliation
Side by side, they sat. The cowgirl glanced at the athlete, before casting her eyes down once more.
“Ah just don’t get it, Dash.”
“Get what?” The voice was earnest, which made it painful.
“How… how we just weren’t friends, for months. Over somethin’ so dang stupid.”
She looked over again, witnessing the athlete’s nonchalant shrug. “Eh. We’re kids, right? Everyone always says we’re supposed to do stupid things.”
The cowgirl exhaled. “Ah guess. But Ah should be better than that. Like mah folks would’ve wanted.”
Concern in her eyes, the athlete scooted closer. “Applejack… look, maybe we needed a reminder from some magical pony princess, but, I mean, we are friends. I mean, I wouldn’t want to fight some crazy magic demon with just anyone, would I?”
“Ah reckon that’s true…” The cowgirl smiled.
The athlete smiled back. “Your parents would think you’re awesome, AJ.”
The two friends hugged.