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// Chapter 2 
// Story: Their Eyes were Watching the Apple Family 
// by DoctorBartender 
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Chapter 2


I was stunned, obviously for the reason of seeing my favorite cartoon character of all time right in front of me, and the reason of why Mrs. Delicious was keeping a real-life Applejack in her back room! Applejack began to stir, which brought me out of my thoughts as I quickly hid behind a dresser in the room. She awoke, yawned, and walked to the very dresser I was hiding behind and opened the top drawer looking for something. She pulled out her hat (Oh man, I love that hat of hers!), put it on, and walked to the door. Just as she was about to walk out, she stopped, and sniffed the air. “Alright, who’s in my room now? I can smell ya, come on out partner and we won’t have any problems!” I was startled, but I came out anyway. We looked at each other for what felt like hours, but must have been only seconds. “How’d ya get in here? Did Delicious let you in?” Applejack is my favorite pony, and because she is known for her honesty, I decided to honor that honesty and come clean with her.

“No she didn’t, I snuck back here to see what it was Mrs. Delicious didn’t want me to see. Now, I understand why she didn’t want anyone else back here.” “Well of course not! Could you imagine what would happen if somepony of the wrong sort, like you, walked back here and saw me? I’m in real trouble now, and it’s all your fault ya hear?” I didn’t like being berated by my favorite pony like that, so I decided immediately to apologize and try to get on her good side. “Look, I’m sorry if my being here is somehow going to get you in trouble but you must understand I was just curious.” “Curious?!” she stormed, “Curiosity killed the cat, now I know ya’ll heard that one before!” 

Of course I had, I just didn’t care really but I wasn’t going to tell her that. So instead, I made up a little white lie to tell her. Imagine, lying to the pony who represents honesty, what irony! “OK I lied; I didn’t really come back here because I was curious.” “Oh you can’t lie to me, sugarcube!” “I know when somepony’s trying to pull the wool over my eyes!” I looked down at my feet and knew I was in for it now, when all of a sudden I heard footsteps in the hallway outside. Knowing how many people (err pony and person) lived here; this must have been Mrs. Delicious. Just as I thought, she walked into the room and immediately dropped a platter of hay and water to the floor. 

Applejack looked at Mrs. Delicious then back to me. She backed into a corner, almost as if she knew Mrs. Delicious would come to me at that moment like she did. She stared me down for minutes, and then finally opened her mouth to speak. “I told you that what was back here wasn’t for your eyes, human.” “I know what you said,” I began, “and I am so sorry for barging in here like I did, and…..” My voice trailed off as I took in what she said. “Wait, why did you call me a human?” Mrs. Delicious dropped her gaze to the ground, shuffled her feet a little and looked back up at me with the eyes of a sad puppy. “Because you are human and I am not, plain and simple. While I was hoping to keep my identity secret for some time more, I suppose I have to come out now because of my stupid mouth.” With that, Mrs. Delicious turned into my 2nd favorite background pony of all time: Applejack’s cousin Golden Delicious. 

“As you can see, we wore these magically enchanted disguises so we could move through your world unseen by the rest of your kind. Applejack’s disguise magic had worn off, and that was why she was kept back here. Otherwise, you would’ve met her as my young daughter, Jackalyn.” I uttered a small giggle at the realization of the not-so-clever names these ponies came up with for their human selves. Golden noticed, and she was not pleased at all. “You think this is funny, human? We have a mission to undertake and now our cover is blown because you were too stupid to just listen!” She continued to verbally assault me until I was in tears and on the ground in the corner. While she is still yelling, Applejack seemed to have a change of heart and yelled at her to stop. Golden, obviously surprised by Applejack’s outburst, ceased to speak and backed away to allow AJ to come to my side. 

“While I don’t like you being here and knowing about us sugarcube, you don’t deserve all of what my cousin here was giving you. So I want to ask you something I’ve needed to ask for a while: how did you know my name as soon as you walked in here before my cousin said it?” I began to explain how I’ve watched her and her cousin in the My Little Pony show on my computer and how big she and her friends are in the brony population (which, believe me, was hard to explain to her). After an hour of explaining things to her, Golden even came around and sat by me while I told my story. When I finished, we all were quiet for some time until Golden broke the silence. 

“I see how you know us both so well now, and I also see that you are now tangled up with us and our quest in your world.” I must’ve looked stunned, because she immediately began to explain why she, Applejack, and the rest of the Apple family were in my world. According to her, the Pegasus had lost control of the weather in Hoofington, Ponyville, Phillydelphia, and Canterlot. The weather had gone rampant and destroyed all of the Apple family’s orchards. So they went to Twilight Sparkle, who conjured up a portal which allowed them to step into my world to search for a new breed of apple tree resistant to the fierce weather back in Equestria. “Basically,” she continued, “the rest of our family, except Granny Smith and Applebloom, are here in your world somewhere searching for different apple tree varieties to cross breed and get the results we need. And now we need you to come with us and locate our relatives to see if they have completed the mission or not, and if so, to gather up the rest of the family so we can use a scroll that is held by our other cousin, Apple Cobbler, to summon another portal which will take us back to Equestria!” 

“Wow,” I said, “feel free to take a breath that was a mouthful!” She laughed, and Applejack looked at me sternly. “This is no time for jokes, sugarcube. We need your help since you know about us now, if you don’t help we will have to lock you in this room so you can’t go telling everypony we’re here.” I agreed right away to help, but I asked where we would be going first. “Glad you asked we’re going to a place I believe ya’ll call Siberia.”