"Ah'm here!" Applejack called as she burst through her front door. Apple Bloom was still out cold and hanging onto Applejack's back, despite Applejack having to high-tail it to the far for the last mile. She gently set her sister on the floor before venturing into the kitchen. "Is Granny okay?" She asked urgently.
The soft sound of her hooves on hard wood floor echoed throughout the silent house. Apple Bloom stirred in her sleep, mumbling something unintentional, but Applejack wasn't paying attention to that. She stopped walking, her mouth falling open as her eyes took in what had happened.
Granny Smith lay in a puddle of her own fluids, her eyes ghostly white. She looked like she was barley breathing; like she was barley alive. Big Mac stood by the elder pony, ad, at seeing Applejack, sadly shook his head. She got the message loud and clear: Granny was going to leave tonight.
Applejack started to silently cry, barley hearing the soft voice broke through the stilled silence. "Applejack..."
"What's that?" She asked, turning her attention to her sister. "You say somethin', Apple Bloom?" Apple Bloom looked as unconscious as ever, yet the voice called her name again. Apple jack looked around but couldn't seem to find the pony that was talking to her.
"Meet me...up..above..." The voice faded like a dying whisper, the news slamming Applejack like a sledgehammer.
"Big Mac?" She asked; the stallion looked at her with wide eyes. "Was that...Granny?"
"Eeyup." He replied.
"Did her...did her mouth move?" She asked.
"Eenope."
That answer made her back crawl like nopony would have believed. "So...ya heard her? Even though her mouth didn't move?" A simple nod from Big Mac was all it took to get Applejack's nerves going. "Strange. She told me ta meet her...up...above..? Ah wonder what she meant by that..."
"Ah think I know, Applejack." Big Mac said, "ah don't want ya dyin just ta meet Granny up there." He made a motion with his head to somehow symbolize heaven. A groan came from the floor by the door, meaning that Apple Bloom was regaining consciousness. Applejack didn't rush over to check on her sister right then and there just yet.
"She coulda meant the roof." Applejack pointed out, "Granny has a way of sayin things in strange ways."
"She could also mean heaven."
"Ah'm not sayin yer wrong, Big Mac. Ah'm just sayin I should check the roof out first!"
"Whats on the roof y'all need to check out?" Apple Bloom asked, stumbling into the kitchen. "An can ah come too?"
"Apple Bloom, y'all shouldn't be walkin around just yet." Apple Bloom informed as she gently pushed her sister into a chair. "Ah just need to see somethin on the roof is all. Then ah'll come back down and make some din." She didn't want to worry her sister any more that her sister possibly was.
"All right, Applejack." The filly yawned and her attention was drawn to the late elder on the floor. "Ah hope Granny'll wake up from her nap soon, she spilled her fruit punch an it'll get into her mane an ruin it..."
Applejack exchanged a worried look with Big Mac before speaking. "Yeah...she's just...takin a nap..." Her eyes never met Apple Bloom's and her mouth scrunched into a puckered-face expression. She hated lying to her kin, and keeping two lies was the worst possible thing she could do, and she wondered if they could see right through her when she got like this.
She knew one thing for certain: she wasn't going stay on the roof all night, looking for Granny's floating spirit. She was going to look in heaven as well.