//------------------------------// // Celebrity - bookplayer (Not following the rules) // Story: AppleDash Group Collab // by DbzOrDie //------------------------------// “I'll take one. I'm sorry again.” Applejack picked up a card and glanced at her still passed out marefriend. Dash was laying on a pile of hay, sleeping off the shock of getting a ménage à trios with AJ and Spitfire for her birthday, before they even got to ménage-ing. “Don't be.” Spitfire said, picking up two cards herself. She glanced up at AJ and blushed, “I had almost the same reaction when I saw your picture. I couldn't believe who was asking me.” Applejack frowned a little. She always got nervous when other ponies noticed her marefriend. “You recognized Dash? I guess she's pretty memorable.” “Yeah, I knew her,” Spitfire nodded, then smiled again, slightly embarrassed. “But I couldn't believe you were asking me. I follow rodeo, you know.” “Ya' do?” Applejack asked, surprised. “Yeah. Like I said, I get letters like that from a hoof-full of ponies, but I happened to glance at your picture. Then I had to look at the letter again, just to be sure. A chance to get with Applejack? The hottest rookie to take the ring in Canterlot since Bronco? I squealed so loud Soarin' thought I'd pulled a wing.” It was AJ's turn to blush. “Well. That's, uh, mighty flatterin'.” “Sorry. I'm trying not to act like a nut. I how creepy that can be, even if you're used to it.” “I gotta say it's kinda new. Nopony but me is really into the rodeo 'round here. They mostly just think I'm an apple farmer.” Applejack smiled and shrugged. “You're kidding?” Spitfire raised an eyebrow. “What about Rainbow Dash? She's has to know she's dating the pony who broke the record for most ribbons in a rodeo debut.” “I, uh, never really mentioned it. I was kinda tore up at not takin' a first.” The attention, and actual interest in her rodeo skills, was making Applejack blush so hard she thought her cheeks would stain. But she couldn't deny that it felt kind of nice. “With the way you performed, I can see that. Everypony was saying you got robbed in roping. But- I mean, I can't believe she thinks she's dating a normal pony!” Spitfire set down her cards, leaving them forgotten in her shock. “I guess I kinda like everypony treatin' me normal. I mean, I ain't sayin' I ain't proud of myself, but I dunno what I'd do if ponies were always makin' a big deal over me.” Spitfire's eye went wide. “Oh goddess, I'm so sorry! Um, forget I said anything.” Applejack chuckled. “Nah, it's kinda sweet from you. I didn't really know what to think 'bout you, ya' know. Dash makes out like you're second to Princess Celestia, and could probably raise the sun if she got tired of it.” Spitfire smiled. “I don't know if you could raise it, but I'm pretty sure you could lasso it out of the sky.” “You better stop, all that's gonna go to my head.” AJ said, grinning. “And speakin' of, could we keep quiet 'bout this when Dash gets up? She can be a little, well, competitive, and I don't want her thinkin' I'm tryin' to take your attention. I'll make sure you get plenty from both of us, but it's her birthday.” “Yes, ma'am!” Spitfire said, nodding happily. “But, could I ask one little thing?” “Sure.” Spitfire gave her a pleading look. “Can I try on your cowpony hat?” “I reckon ya' can.” Applejack said, chuckling as she flipped it to Spitfire's head. Spitfire gasped and ran her hoof around the brim. “Uh! That's so hot.” Dash's groggy voice came from over on the hay. Applejack looked over, to see Dash looking at them in wonder. AJ grinned at Spitfire. “Why don't ya' keep that on, and the three of us hop in that cider?” Dash's and Spitfire's eyes went wide, and two pairs of wings sprung open, in unison.