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// Epilogue 3: The Applejack Ending 
// Story: Six Two Six 
// by lunabrony 
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	Applejack had finally returned home after the adventure with Stitch and the boat from space. She stopped by the clubhouse on her way to the farm, to check on her little sister, but found it empty. Nothing unusual there, the fillies didn't exactly live at the clubhouse. She had instructed the trio to return home, which was something she had done many times before, and as such knew that they tended to get distracted and didn't always make it home on time. Apple Bloom surely remembered the grounding she had received the night that she'd gotten home from Zecora's past curfew.
Pushing the door to the farmhouse open, Applejack sighed as a relief of cooler air splashed across her face. A welcome change from the heat outside. "Apple Bloom? Y'all up here?" She hollered, a bit worried that she would not receive a reply.
"Up here!" Apple Bloom's voice chimed.
"Me too!" Sweetie Belle yelled.
"Me... uh... three!" Scootaloo added.
Sighing with relief, Applejack shook her head. "Fillies," she muttered, and went to lay down for a bit until the next round of chores began.
Upstairs, the Crusaders were drawing in a circle, having made quite a mess with crayons and papers littering Bloom's bedroom. Scootaloo was hunched over her drawing, while Sweetie Belle craned her head, trying to see.
"Come on, Scoots, lemme see your OC!" the unicorn chimed.
"No way, it's done yet!" Scootaloo protested.
Apple Bloom held up her her paper, revealing a fully grown green earth pony mare, dressed in a cape and mask.
"Whoa, who's that?" Scootaloo asked?
"This here's Paint Splash, she goes around t'torn down borin' grey buildings and brightens the world by addin' colors to em!" Bloom exclaimed.
"That's exciting!" Scootaloo said.
"I'm pretty sure graffiti is illegal," Sweetie Belle squeaked.
"I'm pretty sure your face is illegal," Scootaloo teased.
Sweetie Belle held up hers, while Scootaloo continued drawing. She had an blue and red unicorn mare, dressed in a remarkably sparkly outfit. "Mine's Star Dust, she's a travelling magician!"
"Like Trixie?" Bloom asked.
"Kind of, except she doesn't suck," Sweetie said, so suddenly that Scootaloo choked on a fit of laughter. "She goes around Equestria performing for all the children with her amazing magic! But she can't become professional because she's afraid of crowds. Now come on, lemme see your OC, Scoots!"
Scootaloo held up her drawing, which wasn't as good as the others. "Mine is Empress Overlord President DeathWing, she's a red and black alicorn that's married to Dusk Shine and-"
Scootaloo was unable to finish, as Apple Bloom tackled her to the ground, a hoof at her throat. 
"NO." demanded the earth pony.
Sweetie Belle tore up the drawing. "We went over this," she said sternly. "Don't be THAT friend, Scootaloo."
Scootaloo sighed. "You guys just can't think of anything original," she complained, to which both of the other Crusaders glared at her. 
"Ah think somepony's Scootin' for a Bootin'," Apple Bloom warned.
Scootaloo threw up her hooves. "Alright, I'll try again! I'm just not good at this! I hate making these namby pamby drawings! I want to be outside, doing tricks and flips!"
"Maybe we should stop making our OC's for now and try getting our cutie marks again," Sweetie Belle offered.
Apple Bloom nodded. "That's a great, safe idea!"
"How about... oh, I know! Sailors!"
"Nah," Scootaloo countered. "We tried that already. Besides, I never wanted to be a sailor. I wanted to be... a lumberjack!"
Apple Bloom's eyes widened. "Hey, yeah! Ah'll get the chainsaw!" She bolted out of the room.
"Wait for us!" Her friends called, and raced after her.
"Cutie Mark Crusaders LUMBERJACKS! YAY!"