//------------------------------// // Fairytale [Sad] (Light AppleDash) // Story: Breaches of Peace // by CalmNQuiet //------------------------------// “And they lived happily ever after.” Applejack smiled passively and looked over the foal staring at her wide-eyed. “Is that the end of the story, mommy?” The foal asked pensively. Applejack nodded and pulled the foal into a sideways hug. “That’s all. Did you like it?” The little filly nodded vigorously. “It was awesome! I didn't know you could write words with a rainbow.” Applejack smiled and brushed a few loose blonde strands away from the filly’s rose-colored eyes. “You sure can. It’s probably the flashiest way to ask a pony to marry you.” “I’m going to do that when I grow up! I want to be cool just like the pegasus in the story.” The filly exclaimed while her wings buzzed with excitement. “You’ll make the pony you choose a very happy pony. I’m sure of it.” The filly nuzzled upward into Applejack’s chest. “Just like in the story?” “Yeah. Just like in the story.” The words trailed off as Applejack involuntarily pulled the filly closer to her chest. “Mommy?” “Yes, sugarcube?” “I wish there was more to the story. Why did it have to end so soon?” Applejack’s throat tightened and she kissed the filly’s forehead gently. “Sometimes... that’s how stories are. Just because they end, doesn't make them any less happy.” The filly pouted quietly. “I still wish there was more. Did they have more adventures together?” Applejack blinked and looked to the ceiling. “Yes. Yes, they did my little one. Wonderful adventures.” This brightened her daughter’s spirits considerably. “What about little foals?” Applejack looked into those hopeful, beautiful, nostalgic eyes of the filly in her hooves and smiled. She couldn’t lie to her. “Yes, they had a beautiful little filly. A filly they loved more than anything in the world--even themselves” “Mommy?” The filly reached up and gently touched Applejack’s cheek. “Mommy, why are you crying?” Applejack sniffed and squeezed harder. Her hooves gently stroked over the permanent scar on the little filly’s side. “It’s nothing. Just a little dust.” This didn't seem to satisfy the little filly as she looked up at her mother questioningly. Spreading her little hooves wide she wrapped them around Applejack’s sides as much as she could. “I love you mommy.” Applejack choked and buried her face into the mane of her daughter. She breathed in the comforting scent and hid her tears. “I love you too... my little Dashie. We both love you so much.”