Clementine Apple (née Orange) receives an extremely long-distance phone call. Equestria Girls-based content.
Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!
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Clementine Apple (née Orange) receives an extremely long-distance phone call. Equestria Girls-based content.
Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!
Relevé: position in which the dancer rises from any position to on one or both feet on at least demi-pointe, or possibly full pointe
She's done the simple Rainbooms choreo, the square dancing with her family, the silly free-styles with her friends. But today, Applejack wants to try something a bit different, something she'd never expected to be interested in.
You would think attending Canterlot High would teach her to expect the unexpected.
She never saw herself as a caretaker, nor did she foresee gaining a sister, but after taking in a homeless filly, Rainbow Dash finds herself in a new role.
Playing the big sister for the only Cutie Mark Crusader without a family, Rainbow Dash finds she still has a thing or two to learn about sisterhood. After butting heads with Scootaloo one too many times, Rainbow Dash consults an expert on the subject.
This story is a sequel to My Sister, Loyalty
* Featured 06/23/2012
* Written prior to Sleepless in Ponyville
Coming from a world of magical horses and into a world of talking ape things, Sunset misses conversing with her fellow equine. Well she gets the chance when Applejack needs her help with the farm horse, Missy. But it's not what she expected.
Apple Bloom tells a little lie to get out of work. The thing about little lies is how they can grow. Before she knows it, everypony up to and including the princesses is involved in a national disaster of lies.
What is her sister Applejack, the Element of Honesty, going to do about it?
Editing by Pixel brony
Prereading by The Fateweaver and Celestias Paladin
Happy Halloween
This story is a sequel to The Fires of Friendship
Applejack is bitter about her lineage among the wealthy and sophisticated Oranges of Manehattan, who apparently abandoned her simple country family. Rarity is desperate to fit in with the urbane elites of the fashion world, even if it means disparaging and rejecting the Ponyville home she loves. On a trip to the big city for Equestria's famous Fashion Week, Applejack will teach Rarity to be honest and true to herself, and Rarity will show Applejack that a little generosity and forgiveness go a long way. Together, they will learn that each has exactly what the other needs to be complete.
This story is in the same continuity as "The Fires of Friendship," and I suppose it is a sequel of sorts, though there is no need to read that story first. More than anything, this story is birthday present for a dear friend, and a fun celebration of her favorite ship.
The cover art (also a birthday present for our mutual chum) is provided courtesy of superstar art sorcerer WizardWannabe.
Of all the dreams that have ever been, I will miss hers the most.
She’s the loyalest of friends and most dependable of ponies; how could anypony not fall in love with Applejack? In fact, so much of the town has found themselves under her seductive spell, they’ve formed a secret society to help each other cope with their unbridled lust. Operating in seclusion, this group has been an unseen staple of Ponyville. Surely, though, nothing good can come of the mare herself discovering the existence of Applejack Anonymous.
Cover pic by the inimitable Mr. Snowpony.
Applejack always knew Winona was the dog for her. Even before she met her, and Winona was just another puppy in a box, Applejack knew.
Thanks to my editor Jake The Army Guy for all the help!
Art from mactavish1996.
Howdy there.
Name's Applejack, and I like to consider myself a simple mare. I had a job on a rock farm, and before that, I was a simple dress-maker. I ain't bein' humble, but those days, nothin' too out of the ordinary really happened to me.
Then I met Earth Pony. She came out of the blue, but she was the sort of pony who could drag you along on anythin'. Lucky for me, I wanted to go, least at first. After that... well, I'll let you read those parts.
This story was written as a commission for someone who wishes to remain anonymous. He or she also provided the cover art, so credit goes goes to the anonymous commissioner of this story.