Later that day, at Canterlot Mall.
Applejack had finished helping her family with harvesting their apples and was now working at her part time at a juice bar.
When Applejack wasn't at CHS, building her future education, she would ether be hanging with her friends or working to earn extra money for her family.
Her family did earn enough money from selling their apple food products, but it didn't hurt to bring in some extra money on the side.
Applejack was thinking about what Big Mac had said about letting Apple Bloom accompany them when they visited the cemetery in the evening.
She was lost in her own thoughts, slicing fruits and veg when a girl approached the juice bar counter.
The sound of whistling shook Applejack from her daydream.
She turned around and approached the counter, "Howdy," she greeted, the girl, "what can I get ya?"
"Hmmm," the voice of the customer answered, "surprise me."
Applejack complied mixing random fruit and vegetables to create a smoothy for the costumer.
"There you go," she smiled, "hope you like it."
The customer took the drink and sipped it, "not bad," she said, "but I can't pay for it."
Applejack looked up to see the customer's face, she had a friendly smile on her face, the clothes of a goth and a black umbrella with her.
"Don't worry," Applejack replied, smiling back, "lets consider this one on the house."
"Thank you," the girl answered, "you're very kind."
"Are you new here?" Applejack asked, "I don't think I've seen you around here, before."
"I've been here, before," the girl replied, "I travel a lot, so I'm always moving from place to place."
"Is that so?" Applejack remarked, "well, in that case, let me be the first to welcome you back to Canterlot."
"Thank you," the girl responded, "I don't think you told me your name."
"Name's Applejack," she answered, "my family's products and apples are sold far and wide across Canterlot."
Upon hearing Applejack's name, the girl suddenly recognised it.
"Oh, I've heard of you," she said, "I knew your parents."
"Really?" Applejack replied, "I don't remember my parents mentioning you."
She couldn't recall anytime in her childhood, that she had ever encountered the girl that stood before her.
"What did you say your name was?" Applejack asked.
"I didn't," the girl answered.
Applejack was about to press for more information, when the girl finished her smoothy, smiled and walked away, leaving Applejack in utter confusion.
A few hours later.
Applejack walked into the Sweet Shoppe, the mysterious girl from earlier still stuck in her mind.
She sat at a table, the girl wasn't the only thing on her mind, the evening was drawing near and her visit to her parents graves with Big Mac was too and still didn't feel comfortable about Apple Bloom accompanying them.
Applejack was shaken from her thoughts by the arrival of Mrs. Cake, the owner of the bakery.
"Hey Applejack," she greeted, "nice sunny day isn't it?"
"I guess," Applejack replied, sighing and staring down at the table.
"Arr," Mrs. Cake remarked, seeing the girl was distressed, "what's got you all blue?"
The look in Applejack's eyes told Mrs. Cake what she needed to know, "Oh," she said, "it's that time again, right?"
Applejack nodded, she didn't need to explain anything, Mrs. Cake was a kind soul and had been friends with Applejack's mother before she met her father, she and Applejack's mother had been friends when they were students at Canterlot High.
It was Applejack's mother who helped Mrs. Cake, back when she was known as Chiffon Swirl, find her calling and pursue a career as a baker.
Mrs. Cake and her husband had always been practically like family to Applejack and her family.
Sensing Applejack needed some alone time, Mrs. Cake moved away to continue her work at taking orders around the shop and helping her husband run the café.
She and her husband were planing on starting a family of there own.
She did give Applejack a smile and a wink, before she moved off.
Applejack's thoughts continued to linger in her head, "Your sister is old enough, you can't keep on protecting her forever, she can handle it."
"Maybe Apple Bloom is old enough," Applejack murmured, to herself, "maybe I should..."
She stopped her train of thought. There, walking through the shop door, was the mysterious girl from earlier.
Mrs. Cake seemed to know who the girl was and proceeded to take her order.
After which, the girl took her order, whistling the tune from earlier, as she headed out the door.
Applejack was about to ask Mrs. Cake who the strange girl was, but before she could act, her phone buzzed signifying she had received a text.
It was from Fluttershy reminding her that she had an appointment to get her dog, Winona, groomed at the Animal Shelter & Clinic, where Fluttershy helped at during some of her free time.
Applejack was slightly annoyed that the she was again denied an answer to the mysterious girl's identity, but not wanting to keep her friend waiting, Applejack left the shop and headed back to her house to pick up Winona, then headed for the Animal Shelter.
Well, now Applejack met Death in her mortal form and has had a brief chat with Cup Cake before reflecting on what Mac mentioned earlier about letting Bloom come with them this time. And Fluttershy has reminded her about Winnoa's appointment just as she spotted Death again.
Anyway, really good job on the characterizations and future chapter set-up.
Possible dialogue ideas for later:
Robin: Trust me, Applejack, I know what it's like to lose your parents at a young age. That's how I ended up becoming Batman's junior partner, in fact.
Applejack: Well, yeah, but you were able to get closure by bringing your parents' killer to justice. There was no bad guy in MY parents' death - just extremely bad luck.
Robin: True, but that doesn't mean I can't sympathize.
Applejack: And I suppose I SHOULD consider myself lucky that my parents weren't among all those Black Lanterns my friends and I faced alongside the Justice Society back when most of us first got these power rings. Would have probably been a lot harder to keep my head in the fight if I had to fight my own parents.
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Pinkie: Yeah, I can definitely understand, AJ. To this day, I still miss Granny Pie.
Applejack: Yeah, but you have TWO full sets of still living parents - your birth parents and the Cakes. In a way, you're one of the luckiest out of all of us.
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Sunset: While I might have patched things up somewhat with my world's Celestia, I still don't know if my birth parents (either this world's versions or my birth world's versions) are alive or dead. I REALLY hope it's "alive" though. All the same, I can still definitely empathize with your loss, Applejack.
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Applejack: True, you came back, but you still died for a while. Maybe you actually met Death.
Superman: I can understand the need for perspective, Applejack, but I'm afraid my own experience with Death probably isn't going to be much of a help to you. But I CAN say that Death is pretty much the ultimate fairness in a way as, while it can be unlucky (as it definitely was with your parents), it doesn't play favorites. It doesn't judge. Judgement is another department entirely.
But, anyway, definitely looking forward to more of this.
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Thank you for the comments, the ideas and the continued support of this series, seriously I won't have had the drive to continue this series otherwise
also I'm glad I was able to provide entertainment on an otherwise grey Thursday
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You're quite welcome, as usual. And, yeah. :-D