Amereep's Anthology of Flashfics

by Amereep

Rising Star

Author's Note:

October 2020

♪ Na na~ nanananana~ na~ na~ na~, na~ na~ nana~ na~ ♪

♫ Na na~ nanananana~ na~ na~ na~, na~ na~ nana~ na~ ♫

🎵 NANA-NANANANANA-NA-NA-NA, NA-NA-NANA-NA- 🎵

🎶 Na na~ nanananana~ na~ na~ na~, na~ na~ nana~ na~ na~ na~ na~ na~ 🎶

...that is your clue for how I thought up the title for this flashfic.

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Lonely Rolling Stone

“You can't be serious. Isn't there anything that'll change your mind?”

“When Mom passed away, all of us were in a glum state for months. Ah was still a youngen then, but ah got the idea that playing the guitar would solve everything. Mom always could get our spirits up from her music, and ah practice till ah could too. That's all ah wanted from this, to play for my family, not this superstar lifestyle,"

“We were going to perform across Equestria together.”

“Ah'm sorry Rara, but these past few weeks have shown how much strength they give me, so ah'm hanging up my hat as being Apple Chord." Applejack gives Rara a brief hug, "Don't let this damper you none. You got this glamour life down, so live your dream."

Rara makes a lamenting sigh as Applejack gallops away, "It's not much of a dream, when you're performing solo."