Thanks to PolarisFlare For editing.
Blooming Love
Chapter 3 - Memories
It was now night time. Your surroundings were almost engulfed in darkness which made it difficult to see. Luckily, Luna's bright glowing moon was just enough for some light. You walked through the front door. Its wooden texture seemed smooth to the touch yet hard at the same time as it swung back to its position. You looked down the hall. It held so many memories, some that can be relieved, but some that can never happen again. From the very moment you were born, this house had a family living in it. A happy family. One that shared laughter and smiles. Sadly, that all ended a few years ago. Now this house belongs to a family of two.
Your mum would be home in a few hours, possibly later, but that’s when she works overtime. Her name was Autumn, but to you, she was mom. She works at the local bank of Ponyville. She would always be busy, ever since the tragic incident that happened. She had to work longer, and would sometimes work on weekends.
You take a deep breath and get ready to prepare your dinner by yourself, again.
* * * * * *
Apple Bloom slowly made her way inside the wooden old house. She tried to be as quiet as possible, knowing the consequences that awaited her. She slowly opened the door ever so carefully, not letting anypony know she is there. It wasn't easy though, the floorboards would creak for every step she made. The wind would casually blow through the house, causing the door to knock back and forth. When she thought everything was going to plan, Apple Bloom lost her grip from the door. It flew back in the other direction, impacting into the wall.
“What in the hay was that?” a pony yelled, a familiar voice to Apple Bloom.
The sounds of hooves were heard from the kitchen, coming closer every second. Apple Bloom tried to come up with something to say. When all hope was lost, she started to freak out.
“Apple Bloom! Where have ya been?! I was starting to get worried,” she said as her eyes started to get wet.
“Ah was, um...” She tried to quickly come up with an excuse. “Ah was... hangin' out with a new fr-friend ah made!” She said.
Applejack knew there was more to it. She saw it in her eyes, and she was not going to let it fly by.
“Come on Apple Bloom, Ah know there’s more to just that,” she said with a stern voice.
Apple Bloom was overwhelmed. Tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.
“M-my crush... I asked him... a-and s-said...” her voice faded. Seconds later, she couldn’t hold it any longer. She broke down into tears, hugging her sister.
“Shhh... it’s okay, sugarcube,” she said.
“I'm useless sis!” Apple Bloom said, burying her face into her chest.
“No, yer not. You're smart, talented and beautiful. If he doesn't feel the same, then it’s his loss.”
A moment of solace ensued. Applejack continued to hug her sister dearly as Apple Bloom slowly calmed down.
“Thanks for trying to cheer up n' all, but I think I need to be alone right now. Can I go without havin’ supper?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Okay. But if you're hungry, just tell me and I'll whip up you something.”
Apple Bloom slowly made her way upstairs. Each step she made would echo through the house. Her whole body felt like it would collapse in any second. Her heart felt like it was crushed and her feelings were mixed. She was truly hurt, and the thought of Aero was not helping at all.
Finally, after what seemed like an endless flight of stairs, she made it to her room. She gave a puff and glanced over to her bed. Even just looking at the inanimate object almost made her tremble to the ground. She crawled into her fluffy warm bed and cuddled her pillow. Apple Bloom slowly closed her eyes, until Aero invaded her thoughts again. She cried, but this time, more than she ever had in her life. After all this time, from the very first day of school, the very first time her eyes laid on him, she loved him. Sadly, it wasn’t the same for him and crushed her.
Apple Bloom continued to cry until she drifted off to sleep.
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You woke up, just like you do every old morning, except it was Saturday, which meant a whole day doing what you want. Celestia's sun shone through your window and into your face. Moaning in annoyance, you began to stretch out your hooves. Every now and then, you were greeted with a satisfactory crack or popping sound as the last part of your body had been stretched. You got up on your hooves and started to walk down stairs.
The sounds of hooves were heard clopping against the hard wooden planks that cover the ground. The only pony that could be in your house right now would be none other than...
“Mom?!” you shouted down through the halls. Your voice reverberated off the walls.
“Oh hey deary! How was school?” Autumn asked in a sweet tone.
“It was alright. How was work yesterday?” you asked.
“It’s been... g-good,” she said, obviously lying.
You sometimes knew your mom would be trying to hide how her work went. Usually she would lie, just not to make you feel bad about her.
“Sweetie... are you hungry? Do you want some breakfast?” she asked.
“Yes, please.”
During breakfast, consisted of toasted hay and homemade apple juice, you went through the things that would be possible to do today. Things such as hanging out with friends and taking a stroll around Ponyville. Unfortunately, Rumble had to visit his family in Manehattan, and Dinky told you she was grounded. But for some strange reasons, she didn't want you to know. You broke out of thought from a familiar voice calling your name out.
“I need to meet a few friends down at Sugarcube corner. Would you be so kind and clean the house?”
“But moooooom, Its Satur—”
“Please? Do it for me,” she said with pleading eyes.
You were about to say no, but then you remembered she had worked overtime, and days like these she gets only once a month.
“Fine.”
“Oh! thanks honey!” she said, kissing you on the cheek. “I'll be back around the afternoon, okay? If you’re going somewhere, write a note and tell me where you're going and for how long. Bye!” she said as she closed the door.
What a great Saturday.