Six Word Stories

by Dustin Lange

Apple Bloom (Dustin Lange)

Apple Bloom

To say Apple Bloom was upset would be like saying the ocean is damp, or that Pinkie Pie makes sense. She was angry that Applejack was treating her like a foal.

"Why does Applejack have to be so protective over me? Ah'm sick of it!" she said to nopony in particular as she paced her bedroom floor in front of her bed.

"All she ever does is tell me not to do somethin'!" she kicked a ball sitting on her floor. It sailed right into her nightstand, knocking it over with a loud BANG! Anticipating what was to come, she cringed.

"What was that? Are y'all all right up there...? Apple Bloom?" Applejack yelled up the steps.

"Ugh! Ah'm fine, Applejack!" she responded as she set the nightstand back up. She continued her fuming and pacing of the floor, creating a small canal in her wake.

"Apple Bloom don't do this! Apple Bloom don't do that! Apple bloom are you okay? I told you not to do that Apple Bloom!" she said in a mock Applejack voice, doing a decent job at sounding like her.

"Did you say somthin'?" came another concerned shout from the bottom of the stairs.

"No, ah didn't say a thing, Applejack!" she responded in a snide tone.

"Oh, well, if'n y'all need anythin', just give a holler, all right?"

"Ah know, no need to worry about me!" by this time, she was about to explode from how angry she was. Her hooves were pounding on her wooden floor, her nostrils flared, face red and her teeth clenched.

For a while, she said nothing and just walked in front of her bed, deep in thought. She wondered if it was the same for Sweetie Belle and Rarity, but concluded that they got along to well for this type of thing to happen between them.

"Lucky Sweetie Bell!" she yelled and kicked a leg of her bed, immediately regretting doing so. "Mother of Celestia!" she yelled, hopping up and down on her three good legs. While she was writhing in pain, she failed notice the hoof steps making their way up the stairs and to her door.

Applejack slammed open her bedroom door. A large, crazy looking smile plastered on her face. "Ya hollered?"

Apple Bloom decided to go to bed early that night. "Go away, Ah'm tryin' to sleep."