Fears

by Short Stories


3.1) Trust Me, Sugarcube

The ponies had finally stopped licking the tan filly, stepping away to get a drink of water for their dry tongues. It was at this moment that her older sister stepped up to talk to the up-side-down Apple Bloom.

"Why are ya lettin them do this ta me?" Apple Bloom demanded, "I ain't done nothin wrong ta nopony whatsoever!" Apple Bloom struggled to get free of the ropes that held her hostage, more blood rushing to her head as she wiggled in her hog-tied trap. Applejack put a hoof to Apple Bloom's nose, causing her to stop attempting to get free. "Applejack?" She asked after a while, her voice nasally. "Ah can't breathe."

"I know, sugarcube, I know. Just relax an everythin will be better before ya know it."

"How?" Apple Bloom demanded, her voice still sounding nasally. "How will everything get better if everypony's gonna eat me?"

"I ain't gonna let them eat ya, Apple Bloom." Applejack told her, causing Apple Bloom to put on a curious expression. "Just keep actin like ya were before, like we never talked. Ignore me, if ya have to. I have a plan. Ain't nopony gonna eat mah family even if there ain't anythin left ta eat!"

Apple Bloom nodded, secretly jumping for joy inside her head. Her sister was going to save her!! "I trust ya, Applejack."

"Course ya do, sugarcube." Applejack then turned and ran away towards home.