Appleblooming

by TheMAM

Chapter 2

The next day comes, albeit one quite unusual
For the ponies of the town gather for a funeral
Every pony of earth, horn, and wing
Wearing mostly modest clothing

To honor the passing of a young Pegasus
One whom everypony will surely miss
Scootaloo, an angel who couldn’t fly
Whose passing causes the entire town to cry

Mr. Waddle, the funeral pony, says “If you may,
“Does anypony have any kind words to say?”
Nopony had anything to say, nopony
It was to be the quietest funeral in pony history

Out of the blue, everypony is struck with awe while
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle solemnly march down the aisle
Sporting dresses of silk crafted by Rarity
Both radiating auras of intense beauty

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle reach the podium
And prepare to sing a requiem
One Sweetie Belle composed just for this purpose
The two sang with elegance gratuitous

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No One Like Scootaloo
(Your endeavor and
Thrill of adventure
Granted us the
time of our lives

Your dreams really
Did come true
And we’ll keep on searching
With the thought of you

Dear filly
Dry your eyes Sweetie
She’s happy
Let her go

We hate to keep the Cutie Mark Crusaders ununited but we
Can’t stay away, we can’t fight it so we’ll
Never not remember that you don’t have to spread your wings to fly
You could still soar high

Always mind we’ll find no one like Scootaloo
We wish nothing but the best for our cutie marks too
We won’t forget you, we’ll say
The Cutie Mark Crusaders prevail

Sometimes the search gets fun
And sometimes the search turns grey
Sometimes the search gets fun
And sometimes the search turns grey)

---

The two fillies sing their little hearts out
And everypony is touched by what they sing about
After it ends, there are neither stomps nor cheers
The audience merely breaks out in tears

Most are crying, few felt strong
Derpy is asking what went wrong
Even the Mane 6 hold no tears back
Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack

Twilight and Rarity, have the desire
To hide their tears behind their funeral attire
However, the veils that hide their eyes
Do not block out their audible cries

And Rainbow Dash, let’s not forget
She seems to be the one most upset
After all, Scootaloo was her number one fan
She makes no effort to hide the tears as they ran

The two fillies witness all these sensations
The song exceeded even their expectations
Most eyes are on Sweetie Belle
It isn’t really that hard to tell

Such delicacy, such chemistry
Backed up by a beautiful melody
Apple Bloom says faintly, “You have the voice of an angel.”
“Well… I guess it was ok.” Sweetie replies faintly as well

But right after that thought comes to mind
A small glow erupts from her behind
The two fillies cannot believe what they see
A microphone on a star is what the cutie mark be

Sweetie Belle is shocked, mixed emotions are felt
Her heart suddenly starts to melt
She is glad she got her cutie mark that moment
But why did it have to be at this very event?

To think that she gains her cutie mark next to
The coffin of her best friend Scootaloo
She feels as though it is all some cruel jest
That her happiest day is her saddest

Goodbyes are exchanged, it is time to go
Everypony leaves in utmost woe
But the two fillies stay to say one more farewell
Though they didn’t have much else to tell

So they just sat there by the tombstone
Where all they do is sob and moan
And their final goodbye is somber but true
“Goodbye Scootaloo, we’ll sure miss you.”

They trot back home, feeling sour
During this most unhappy hour
And take note, during their all-time low
That the Cutie Mark Crusaders are now a duo

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Sweetie Belle meets Apple Bloom the very next day
At the family barn, right next to the hay
Having no interest in their club house anymore
To have fun is what they went there for

No. No more fun, those days are over
For now, they cry on each others’ shoulder
They simply lie around weeping and sniffling
And aside from that, decide not to do anything

Why have fun when something is missing
A Pegasus to bring thrill into everything
A spirited gal to make you giggle
Every time you’re down or in a pickle

As time passes, they start to see
No more purpose to the CMC
To say that it was all just to get cutie marks isn’t the truth
The whole point of it was so that they could enjoy their youth

It was about having a good time, having fun
Joyfully frolicking with your friends in the sun
Playing games, seeing who would have won
Being together till the day was done

The two never realized that until now
Getting over it, they don’t know how
They then deem there no meaning in their meeting
And so bid farewell until their next greeting

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Apple Bloom takes a walk through the market past stands
Selling many products of various brands
Foods and sweets as plenty as can be
Nevertheless, Apple Bloom isn’t hungry

She then notices a passing neighbor
Of which, to her, is no stranger
With no more rings around her neck
Zecora passes by, looking like heck

Her mane in ruins, as if trimmed by a barber
With a lawnmower and a flamethrower
Cuts on her body, leaking blood
Contaminated and caked with mud

So weak, she can barely walk
Grateful she can even talk
But with the view of Apple Bloom below her chin
For the little filly, she cracks a small grin

Suddenly, Zecora feels a small chill
As she sees Apple Bloom standing perfectly still
The filly is beaming an uncomfortable stare
Immediately recognized as an angry glare

Apple Bloom, with rage in her eyes
Takes Zecora by surprise
When she lets out a yell as sharp as a pin,
“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!!”

She charges at Zecora and begins an assault,
“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!”
Zecora stands shocked with her mouth wide open
As Apple Bloom throws hooves at her shin

“Apple Bloom! Stop! Enough! Please!
“You seem not at all at ease.
“Desist young one, is there anything-“
“SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!” Apple Bloom screams, interrupting

“We were at your house, but ya’ll weren’t there!
“Where were you? Where? Where?!
“We tried looking! We tried finding our way!
“We were in danger with no safe place to stay!

“We were alone! We were in danger!
“Ya’ll could have been a game changer!
“We just buried Scootaloo,
“And she’s now dead! BECAUSE OF YOU!

“Scootaloo’s dead!” wails Apple Bloom
Her judgment is cloudy due to her gloom
Nothing else is there to be said
Zecora stands still with a very light head

Zecora does not know how to react
Having trouble comprehending the fact
That the young filly Scootaloo had died
Under normal circumstances she would have cried

But she knows not to cry so willy-nilly
Particularly when dealing with an enraged filly
Especially after having gone through some hard stuff
She is quickly fed up and yells, “Apple Bloom, ENOUGH!”

She restrains Apple Bloom’s hooves with her own
She then calms down and changes her tone
“Apple Bloom, you must comprehend,
“Please hear my tale to the very end”

“I was in quite a pinch, and now I’m very tired
“I do not have knowledge of what has transpired.
“Please, let us go somewhere private.
“Back at my domain, where it is quiet."

Apple Bloom lets her hooves fall to the dirt
To Zecora’s leg, she hadn’t caused much hurt
Yet she refuses to communicate, stubborn in this case
Until she takes a look around the marketplace

Everypony is staring from every store
Appalled at Apple Bloom’s behavior
Everypony watching from around the bends
Some are even of her classmate friends

Including Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon
She knew for sure they would laugh at her soon
But they appear sad, mostly understanding
They know better not to mock someone’s passing

Apple Bloom had later confessed
To having felt scared, humiliated, and embarrassed
Without hesitation, she follows her
Not wanting to linger a second longer

---

They safely make it to Zecora’s den
Whereupon Zecora immediately says then
“Please my child, don’t hesitate
“Tell me what happened up to this date”

Apple Bloom sits as still as a statue
Still blaming Zecora for what happened to Scootaloo
Her mannerism is far from grand
But Zecora does not reprimand

Apple Bloom then catches sight of a collection of mirrors
And upon seeing her reflection, her stubbornness withers
Her expression turns to horror after what she sees
The expression prior giving her the heebie-jeebies

Seeing Zecora looking sorry for everything
Apple Bloom apologizes for the way she is acting
She approaches Zecora and gives her a hug
And both let their tears cascade on the rug

Apple Bloom finally calms down
Having put aside her indecorous frown
And over a bowl of oats and barley
To Zecora she recounts her story

Comments

[Selbi]

This was one of the greatest things I've read in weeks. This here made it so much more touching. It was literally the first time ever I read something out loud to myself.

Awesome work! Hope to see more soon.

Just one wish, since this is poetry, it'd be great if you could center the entire story. Looks a little clunky with everything being left-aligned.

Oh, and tell Abcron he missed a few things, namely punctuation. :V

[iloveportalz0r]

3524325 That makes me moist

[TheMAM]

3524325
I've heard you are a very legit writer, so coming from you, that actually means a lot to me.
Thank you very much. I hope I don't disappoint.

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[iloveportalz0r]

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[Seether00]

This is genius. I bow to your poetry skill.

[TheMAM]

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Hehe, thank you.

[Mega Maniac]

If I could cry, I'd have a pool full of tears.

[TheMAM]

Did you cry though? XD
Thanks, man.