"Apple Bloom?" Applejack hollered, stomping up to the Crusaders' treehouse. She hit the brakes, lurching the machine to a stop. "Apple Bloom, are ya in there, darlin'?" She panted and panted as the loader shook and steamed around her. "Sugarcube, please say somethin'. I needs to know yer alright! Please tell me none of them enchanted whatchamawhoosits hurt a single hair on yer pretty head!"
Silence. The nearby trees swayed from the Apple Loader's heavy exhaust.
Whirrrrr! "Darlin', please. I'm feelin' awful sore inside from worry! Say somethin'! Anythang!"
"Just go away!" sobbed a voice from inside the hut.
Applejack grimaced. "But... but..."
"Leave me alone! I don't want to b-be around you!"
Biting her lip, Applejack flipped a switch and leaned up so that she could peer in through the window. "Apple Bloom...?"
Through the foggy glass, the mare could make out a shivering little patch of fuzz in the far corner. "Scram!" Apple Bloom sputtered, her frowning face streaked with tears. "Yer not my real sister anyway!"
"How... h-how can you say that?!" Applejack gulped. "It's me! Applejack! I done saved you from the stupid thangs Sweetie Belle conjured up, didn't I?"
"No, you didn't!" Apple Bloom sniffled, pointing an angry hoof. "Yer cotton-pickin' apple loader did! My older sister didn't do nothin'!"
"Apple Bloom..." Applejack smirked. "In case you didn't notice, I'm inside this contraption."
"No, you are the contraption! Everyday, all you do is make noise and punch holes through walls and scare Big Mac and I'm sick of it! I want my older sister back! Not this... silly, s-selfish mare!"
"Selfish?!" Applejack paled, lips quivering. "But... I..." She grimaced. "Land's sakes..."
"I want the older sister who cares for me! Who would do anythang for a pony in need!" Apple Bloom whimpered and cried. "Who lurves tuckin' me into bed at night and takin' Winona out on walks! The kind of mare everypony looks up to! Not because she's in some big lumberin' metal suit, but because she's got so much to be proud of!"
"I've still got a whole lot to be proud of, lil' sis!" Applejack stammered. "Why... I-I've been harvestin' the fields like never before! You should see the kind of bits I can rake in with this thang! Not just for me, but for the f-family!"
"You say that, b-but all I hear is a stranger... not the strong, dependable pony who promised Ma and Pa that she'd make the farm a happy place!"
"But... b-but I am happy!" Applejack lurched back, wincing. "I've... I-I've never been happier!" Whirrrrrrrrrrrr-Chtung! She stared down at her metal limbs, gulping. "I'm happy... b-but all my family and friends around me are not." She winced heavily. "Land's sakes... what h-have I been doin'...?"
"I don't care!" Apple Bloom whimpered from inside the clubhouse. "Cuz you ain't my sister no more! So go away, will ya?!" She sniffled. "Don't even think twice about it! Not like you can fit that dumb ol' thang inside here anyway!"
Applejack stared with glossy eyes. Finally, after a long sigh, she stared down at her legs, locked within the chassis like manacles.
"... ... ..."