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// Epilogue 
// Story: We Apples, Three 
// by 8686 
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"I did not!"

"Yes you did Rainbow Dash, and don't try to deny it! You blabbed about my novel after you promised not to tell!"

"I didn't blab about anything! I mentioned it once! As an example!"

"Oh yeah? An example of what? How dumb ponies can be sometimes I'll bet!"

"No..."  Rainbow Dash allowed herself to float back to the ground. She kept her wings flared though, in case she had to make a quick exit after all. "Scoots was looking kinda down that day. She was frustrated about flying or cutie-marks or whatever, so I said 'Hey squirt, you can do anything you set your mind to. And you can be good at whatever you want to be good at.'"

Applejack eyed her suspiciously. Rainbow Dash groaned in exasperation.

"Look, I was trying to tell her one of those life lesson type things, you know, like you're always doing with your sister. I'm just...not as good at that stuff, so I said 'Y'know, like AJ, she's writing a novel.' That was it! I even said it was good!"

"Oh, Really?" Disbelief reigned in Applejack's tone.

"Yes! Obviously not  Rainbow Dash good, but still pretty awesome. Besides, your book's full of stuff like that. I figured you'd understand."

"So you did read it?"

"Yeah yeah, okay, I read your book, you read my book, yadda-yadda-yadda group hug." She looked seriously at Applejack. "Look...are we cool?"

Applejack gave a small grin. Giving Dash a hard time was always fun, but she decided to show mercy. She'd heard more than enough to forgive her, and for once Dash looked genuinely worried that she'd upset her.

"We're cool RD. Just don't go mentionin' it to nopony else for a while though, huh?"

Rainbow Dash breathed a sigh of relief. "You got it. Uh...so now are you gonna tell me why you have lots of pink and grey fluff in your mane?"

"Oh, Big Macintosh rescued me from a snake," she teased. Dash would go crazy trying to figure it out. "Speakin’ of which, we’re spendin’ the rest of the day together in town so I gotta run. Catch ya later," she called over her shoulder as she quickly trotted off, leaving Dash with an expression of confused concentration that was just priceless.


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"What's this, sis?" Apple Bloom studied the paper bag handed to her. She looked up at Applejack, as if waiting for permission to open it.

"Well, I keep thinkin' about that night at the lake. It still don't sit right with me that I got angry at ya'll, especially over somethin' so silly as a book. So...there you go. They say ya should write about what you know anyway."

Apple Bloom looked apprehensive. She had after all promised never to read it. 

"It's okay. Go on."

With trepidation, Apple Bloom carefully extracted from the bag a brown leather-bound notebook. She studied the cover, reading the red lettering written in her sister's familiar scrawl.

A Tale of Two Sisters,
By Applejack

"It ain't finished yet though, so don't go gettin' disappointed."

Apple Bloom simply clutched the book and held it close. She looked back up at Applejack.

"That's ok, sis. I think I can guess how it ends."