Sweetie Belle looks at her friend, dumbfounded that she would ask such a ridiculous question. She manages to give a small smirk and a slight chuckle at the humor of that sentence.
"Come on Apple Bloom" Sweetie Belle said with a chuckle, "You know who i am."
Apple Bloom tilted her head with a confused expression. "I've never seen you before in my life, and who is this Apple Bloom?"
Sweetie Belle started to get annoyed with her "act". Her horn momentarily glowed, "Okay Apple Bloom, enough. We gotta go find more ideas to earn our cutie marks."
Apple Bloom perked up at the mention of a cutie mark and stared momentarily at her blank flank. She looks back at Sweetie Belle, "Well all right stranger. If you say so."
Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes at the statement and they started for the door. As they got to the library room, Apple Bloom looked around at the gore around her. Blood dripped from the walls, the odor of intestinal fluids with just a hint of undigested lunch coated the room, and the sound of crunching bones beneath her hooves rung in her ears. Apple Bloom had a disgusted look on her face.
"You have mighty weird tastes in decoration stranger" Apple Bloom said.
"What?" Inquired Sweetie Belle, "This isnt my house. It's Twilight's."
"Oh. Well whoever this Twilight is should REALLY consider changing her decor style."
Sweetie Belle turned around to Apple Bloom with a stern look on her face, her horn glowed a little brighter than before for a brief second.
"Look Apple Bloom," Sweetie Belle said angriy, "Enough with the act. Okay? You're starting to piss me off!"
Apple Bloom's face looked more confused than ever. "What act? I really don't know you."
Apple Bloom's face finally convinced Sweetie Belle that she might have been telling the truth after all. Sweetie Belle looked concerned.
"I think we may have a problem here." Sweetie Belle said concerned, " We should get you to Applejack."
"Who is Applejack?" Apple Bloom inquired.
Sweetie Belle groaned.. "Just follow me!"
As the two fillies walked to Sweet Apple Acres, Apple Bloom inquired Sweetie Belle about everything she saw. She asked about school, her family, even what she had for lunch last Thursday. Sweetie Belle answered the first few questions, but after Apple Bloom started firing questions at her like a machine gun, Sweetie Belle put a hoof in Apple Boom's mouth.
"SHUT.....UP!" Sweetie Belle demanded in a slightly demonic voice as her horn started to glow.
Apple Bloom shut her mouth and they walked the rest of the way to Sweet Apple Acres in silence. When they arrived to the farm, they saw Applejack doing her daily tree bucking duties. Sweetie Belle debated on whether or not to disturb her while she was working.
"What is this place?" Apple Bloom inquired.
Sweetie Belle suddenly decided it was worth the small distraction for this big emergency and led Apple Bloom to her sister.
"Well howdy there girls" Applejack greeted them with a welcoming smile.
"Hi Applejack" Sweetie Belle greeted back, "I think there's something wrong with Apple Bloom, she doesn't remember anything."
Applejack happy demeanor suddenly turned to concern as she took a close look at her sister and noticed a bump on her scalp. Applejack barely tapped it with her hoof.
" OW OW OW OW OW..." Apple Bloom exclaimed while jumping around in excruciating pain.
Applejack gasped with horror, "MY SISTERS GOT AMNESIA!"
Sweetie Belle look at Applejack questionably "What's Aliesha?"
Applejack responded in a calm, yet shaky tone, "Am-ne-sia is a condition where a pony loses his or her memory. They can't remember anything, their name, their family, even what their favorite kind of shampoo is. Sweetie Belle," Applejack said to her as she grabbed her by her shoulders, " I need you to tell me EVERYTHING that happened today before she got hit on the noggin. Spare NO detail."
"Well..." Sweetie Belle started, "Not much happened today. Me, Apple Bloom And Scootaloo-" Sweetie Belle paused at the realization that Scootaoo was still inside the clubhouse. "Oh Celestia! I forgot about Scootaloo!" Sweetie Belle dashed off to the clubhouse at the back of the farm.
"Wait!" Applejack yelled to Sweetie Belle "You didn't tell me what happened!"
Sweetie Belle was too far to hear the orange mare's words and her concern for her friend made her even more incapable to do so. Applejack sighed and thought of another option. Suddenly, she had the answer! She faced Apple Bloom who was sitting on the ground rubbing the skin around her bump.
"Follow me Apple Bloom" Applejack said.
Apple Bloom did as she was told despite being oblivious to her identity. Applejack lead her to a dark cellar that was only used once a year to make apple cider. Applejack remembered an old recipe she learned a long time ago about a special drink that could cure most foul conditions. She hoped amnesia was one of them as she rummaged through some boxes and pulled out ingredients. She was careful not to grab any apples as she remembered the essence of apples null and voids the cure. She than put the ingredients in an large, old apple cider machine. This machine used blades, metal mallets, and side panels to crush and squeeze the essence out of anything that was put in it's big gaping hole. After a few minutes, the cure was finished.
"Come here sugarcube" Applejack said to Apple Bloom, "and drink this."
"No thanks. I'm not thirsty. and who is sugarcube? I thought i was Apple Bloom... I think."
Applejack sighed "Apple Bloom, drink this. It will make you feel better."
"I feel fine. Why would I need to drink medicine I don't need? Unless..." Apple Bloom gasped, "You're trying to poison me!"
Apple Bloom made a mad dash for the cellar door convince she was in danger. Applejack chased after her. Her powerful legs allowed her to catch up to the little filly quickly and she grabbed Apple Bloom in her hooves. Apple Bloom put up a struggle as she tried with all her might to escape her grasp.
"LET ME GO!" Apple Bloom demanded.
"Now Apple Bloom," Applejack responded, "I'm not trying to hurt you, I'm only doing this because I love-"
Before she could get the last word out, Apple Bloom threw back her elbow right into Applejack'e eye. Applejack let the little filly go to put her hoof over her sore eye. Apple Bloom had just realized what she had done.
"I-I-I'm sorry miss" Apple Bloom said apologetically. "I didn't mean to do that."
Applejack didn't hear her. Her ears were ringing from the pain she was in, but judging by Apple Bloom's face she saw with her good eye, she knew she didn't mean to do it.
"Ok sugarcube," Applejack said as she took her hoof off her eye. "Now lets get you that cure."
Apple Bloom looked at Applejack in horror. Her eye was now swollen all around, practically bulging out of her head, and had blood coming out of each direction. She must have hit her pretty hard. Apple Bloom screamed as she thought she had unmasked an imposter.
"YOU'RE A MONSTER!" Shrieked Apple Bloom.
Apple Bloom made another dash for the exit, but once again, Applejack caught her an they were in a struggle. Apple Boom fought as hard as she could but could not free herself from Applejack's powerful grip.
"LET ME GO YOU MONSTER!" Apple Bloom demanded once again.
"Apple Bloom!" Applejack said, "Drink the cure so you can remember your loving caring-"
Before the last word was said, Apple Bloom threw her head back and hit Applejack right in the nose. Applejack released Apple Bloom and stumbled backwards holding her nose. She reached the edge of the hole of the machine and started to lose her balance. She tried with everything she had to not to fall in. She was successful... for a brief moment. Applejack felt a tickling sensation in her nose. She instinctively knew what was about to happen. She did everything she could to hold it back. She was unsuccessful. She let out a big "AAAAA-CHOOO!", and with that, fell backwards into the machine.
The machine immediately set out it's task & harvested the essence of what was put into it. The blades started to cut into Applejack from all directions, slicing into every part of her body and her swollen eye. Applejack shrieked with incredible agony as her swollen eyeball popped out of it's socket before going to the mallets which proceeded to beat and tenderize Applejack's skin and crush her guts she was nothing but slabs of raw intestines and undigested apples. Her shrieks were finally silenced. All that could be heard was the machinery at work. Strangely enough, all the mallet strikes missed the extracted eyeball. Finally came the side panels which slowly started to close into each other and flatten what was left of the poor orange mare. As the two walls met, The eyeball finally popped and blood spattered all across the room. Apple Bloom watched the entire event unfolded in horror as she too got caught in the path of the spattering red goo. The essence was poured into the unmoved cup with the cure.
Apple Bloom just stood there, mouth agape with terror at the horror she had just witnessed. She than looked at the cup and, after pondering on it a few moments, figuring all the kind words she said to her, decided she had nothing to lose, and drink it. The little filly took a whiff of the drink and nearly passed out from the severity of the odor, but she stood strong and chugged the fowl liquid down to the last drop. When she finished it, she gagged uncontrollable and nearly puked it up, but she knew that if she puked it up, the "cure" would not take effect. So she did all she could for the next couple of minutes to hold it down. When it finally settled into her stomach, nothing happened. She still didn't know who she was or where she was at. She only knew that she regretted drinking that vile liquid.
Apple Bloom nauseously made her way to the cellar door. When she was outside, she heard a familiar voice.
"Apple Bloom!" The voice said.
Apple Bloom ran is the direction and found Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo looking for her near the barn.
"Hey stranger from earlier" Apple Bloom greeted
Sweetie Belle looked at her with a disappointed expression. "I guess Applejack didn't help with your aliesha"
Apple Bloom shook her head.
Scootaloo looked at Apple Bloom with a concerned expression. "You look horrible. What happened?"
"Don't ask." Apple Bloom answered, "Who are you again?"
Scootaloo just sighed. "Now what do we do?"
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle pondered the question, and after a few moments, simultaneously came up with the same solution. "ZECORA!"