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// Results 
// Story: Being You 
// by bahatumay 
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	The walk back to the farmhouse was conducted in reflective silence. 

“Do ponies really ask you for favors?” Rainbow asked suddenly. 

Applejack shrugged. “Yeah, every once in a while. I don't mind.” She paused. “Do they really throw boots at you?”

“Only when I nap in the wrong places. Flowerbeds, graveyard headstones, and rooftops seem to be pretty bad. Especially when I accidentally set up shop outside someone’s bathroom.”

Applejack cracked a smile. “You've got it rough,” she said with a grin. 

“Yeah,” Rainbow said, “but it could be worse. I could be you.”

Applejack turned and scowled. 

“No, not like that,” Rainbow said quickly. “I had to teach Changelingjack how to applebuck this morning, and my hooves are still sore.”

Applejack shrugged. “Yeah, well, I've been doing it for forever. You know, I had to look up weather patterns for Changeling Dash. You really keep them all memorized?”

“I’ve been doing it for so long, it's more instinctive now than anything,” Rainbow shrugged. 

They continued walking. 

“You know, I’m glad we did this,” Applejack said. “I got to know you a little bit better, and maybe… maybe you ain't as thick-headed as I thought you were.”

Rainbow’s ears flicked up. “Ooh, Applejack, is that a compliment?”

Applejack blushed slightly. “Maybe,” she said. 

Rainbow grinned, but then became serious again. “Yeah,” she agreed. “You’re pretty cool, too, AJ. There’s a lot more to you than most ponies know.”

“Thanks.”

There was a pause.

“I wouldn’t mind, you know, getting to know you a bit better,” Applejack said hesitantly. “You’re stayin’ for dinner, right?”

Rainbow grinned. “You know, I was hoping you’d ask.”