//------------------------------// // Decaders // Story: Appledashery // by Just Essay //------------------------------// “Where do I see myself in ten years?” Twilight Sparkle remarked. “That's right,” Rarity said with a nod. “Well...” The unicorn tapped her chin. Having long dried of the rainbow-tinted spring water, the seven mares lay on the grass alongside Winsome Falls. A royal sunset melted into the horizon, cascading rosy light over their figures as they casually stared at the blossoming stars above. “It's always been a big dream of mine to teach at Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns.” “Honestly, Sparkle?” Trixie remarked. “Honestly.” Twilight sighed with a dreamy smile on her face. “So many of the professors and teachers there are my heroes.” She gulped. “None like Celestia, y'know... but... pffft... not like I'd ever become a princess.” She stifled a yawn. “Besides, being a Princess sounds boring.” “Do speak for yourself, darling,” Rarity said. “I thought I just did,” Twilight droned. “I may not be of royal blood.” Rarity smirked from ear to ear. “But that doesn't mean I can't marry into the court.” “Ah jeez.” Applejack rolled her eyes. “Scoff if you must! But out there somewhere, my handsome prince is waiting for me!” She sighs long and soft. “And in ten years time, I see myself strolling by his side along a lush garden, enjoying some quality romantic time together before I go back to my bustling boutique.” “Huh?!” Pinkie glanced upside down at her. “Wouldn't you give-up the boutique if you marry a prince?” “Pffft! Are you joking, Pinkie?! After all those ballgowns I'd be exposed to?! I'd have to step up my game!” “Well I would love to go on tour and give parties to allllll the ponies in Ponyville!” Pinkie grinned wide. “I'd have my own party wagon with my name on it!” “Eugh...” Trixie grumbled. “Good luck with that.” “Well what about you Miss High and Mighty Lulamoon?” Applejack remarked. “Trixie, of course, is going to be a grand wizard in Canterlot!” The mare blinked. “Or Manehattan. Or Trottingham. Or wherever else they'll have Trixie!” “Pffft...” Applejack fought the urge to giggle. “And yer wishin' Pinkie Pie luck?” “What about you, Apple horse?” “Eh... workin' on the farm, of course.” “Do I detect an air of regret?” “Eeenope!” The other mares laughed. Fluttershy giggled. “I... uhm...” She smiled rosily. “...would love to have my own foals.” “In ten years, darling?” Rarity remarked. Fluttershy shrugged. “Why not? The longer I choose to enrich my life, the better.” “Oh lawd...” Applejack facehoofed. “Please dun tell me who yer plannin' on havin' kids with.” “Heeheee...” Fluttershy winked. “If you insistttt...” “What about you, Dashie?” Pinkie asked. The other six heads pivoted about, colorful eyes blinking. Rainbow stared up at the forming stars. She inhaled. “Where will I be in ten years?” “Lemme guess.” Twilight smirked. “With the Wonderbolts.” “Woohoo!” Pinkie cheered. “Maybe...” Rainbow shrugged. “Maybe not.” “Well...?” “Wherever I am... so long as it's... it's with friends...” Rainbow gulped. “Then I'm pretty sure I'd be happy...” She glanced over. “Y'know?” Fluttershy smiled sweetly at her. “Well, I couldn't agree more,” Twilight said. “Dang straight, sugarcube.” “Hear hear!” Rarity chirped. “Mmmmm... yes...” Trixie folded her forelimbs. “Friendship isn't so bad, Trixie thinks.” Twilight and the others glanced at her. She rolled her eyes. “But you did not hear that from Trixie!” “Don't worry, girl!” Pinkie stuck her tongue out. “What happens in Winsome Falls stays at Winsome Falls!” “Heeeheehee!” “Hahaha!” “Heh heh heh...” “Mmmmm...” Rainbow Dash hugged herself. Her smile was ever so slightly vacant as she murmured. “Yeah...”