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11 Apple Cider

Action A | 503 Ricardo Street | Morning

[Despite what the town might be trying to make Applejack think at the moment, she's not about to forget her friends or home. And while she was making plans to do this before, she almost seems angrily determined to gather up the apples from Bloomberg and using the cider press she regained to fill up barrels she's getting from the barn in the backyard.

It's slow going by herself, and hard work, but Applejack is never one to turn away from hard work. And anybody walking by will hear the farm pony making some delicious cider from homegrown apples. Maybe she could use a helping hoof?]

Action B | 503 Ricardo Street | Afternoon

[There is a wooden stand on the sidewalk in front of the house. Hoof built and sturdy, a sign proclaims the stand is selling Sweet Apple Acres Cider. And there are two ponies sitting by barrels and mugs trying to get passerby's attention.]

Come a get some fresh apple cider! Just made this morning! Made from some of the best apples ever grown! Now who's thirsty?!

((OOC note: Applejack and Apple Bloom are both running the stand, so feel free to address either, or except reply from one or other as well.))

Action C | 503 Ricardo Street | Evening

[Applejack has spent the entire day making and selling apple cider, mostly because it's something that helps cheer her up, but also because it's a simple thing that reminds her of home. And while she did enjoy serving up the delicious cider to friends and others, she couldn't help but remember the friends who aren't around anymore. Which is why after the day is over and she thinks no one is around, Applejack is out on the lawn with a mug of cider. Taking a look around to make sure she's alone, Applejack removes her hat with her free hoof and upturns the mug with a solemn look on her face.]

Dash, Rarity, Ah wish you two were here to try this batch yourself, but Ah keep up mah hopes you're just back in Ponyville now. Ah miss you gals. Hope you all are doing alright wherever you are.

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Cider...? ♪

[Rin is staring at the cart from across the street. That's really cute, there's a ponydogpetwhatever selling cider? Maybe it's a puppet? It looks so familiar though. Almost as though the pony was HER once or she was in its body for a while-

And she touches her forehead as a headache sets in.

- nope nope NOPE! You imagined all that, remember? Nothing confusing like that could possibly happen in Mayfield!

The headache subsides.]

Ahaha. What a funny dream~ ♪

(Twilight was happily enjoying the day with AJ and the others while cider was being served. She actually seemed to enjoy herself, but she grows rather curious when she sees Applejack on her own. Twilight doesn't make herself visible until after she finished speaking.)

...Applejack?

[Applejack knows that voice! She looks to see Rin and gives a hearty hoofwave from across the street.]

Well hay there, sugarcube! How's it going? Would you like to try some fresh made cider? Made it specially from Bloomberg's apples even!

[Applejack jerks slightly, slightly surprised since she thought she was alone at the moment but quickly regains her composure. Well, mostly. When she sees it's Twilight and that she saw her, she can't hide a bit of embarrassment...]

Oh, er, hey Twilight... Ah guess you saw mah little memorial, huh?

CIDER? You're making CIDER?

[Oh, look, Applejack, it's Pinkie. And she's way excited to see that cider stand. Sure, she's been having a few headaches off and on all day, and she may or may not be totally in tune with what's real and what's not, but she sure does know she likes that cider.]

[Yeah, Applejack has been fighting off headaches too, but she's a stubborn one and isn't about to let that keep her from doing something she enjoys.]

Sure am, Pinkie! And not only making it, but offering some! Want a mug?

[cautiously crosses the street]

Um, okay. ♪

[she reaches for her purse, looking down at the mugs...]

But what's Bloomberg? ♪

[Applejack sees Rin going for her purse and waves a hoof.]

Naw, have one on the house! Least Ah could do for a friend!

[She then slides over a frothing mug of cider in her direction.]

And Bloomberg's an apple tree Ah've raised since he was a sapling! He's has some of the best apples you'll ever taste!

Do I want a mug?

DO I WANT A MUG?!

YOU BET I WANT A MUG!

[You better give Pinkie that mug quickly, Applejack, because she's definitely getting overexcited.]

[Applejack slides over a mug of cider to Pinkie Pie, trying not to chuckle.]

Here ya go! Try to make it last though, Ah want to make sure all mah friends get a mug before Ah start giving out seconds.

[Restraint? WHAT IS THIS RESTRAINT YOU SPEAK OF? Pinkie tries not to chug the cider, but ultimately fails.]

You're suuuuure I couldn't have any more? Just one teensy weensy little mug?

Well..... Maybe if we can hand a few more out to our friends and neighbors first. Think you can get them to stop by or make sure they are going to stop by while Ah'm here at the stall?

Come an' get'em! [And here is a cute little yellow filly with a red mane who starts squeezing out the cider from one barrel and filling a mug]

Get more out to the neighbors before I can have any more?! CHECK!

[Pinkie is off like a shot now, and...yes, she's returning dragging back a protesting drone that is wondering what is wrong with the crazed dog.]

See? I brought a neighbor! He can have some cider, and then I can have more, right?

[No, Pinkie. It's not that simple...especially since the drone's going to bail as soon as Pinkie releases him.]

Just about, yes.

...I miss them, too. It feels like it's been so long since I've last seen them, it hurts.

(And a helping ~~hoof~~ hand she will receive! Django is already wide awake by the time Applejack started getting to work gathering the apples and just finished cleaning the house by the time he steps outside.)

Oh, are you starting to make cider, Applejack?

Ah know, just thinking about it makes mah heart feel like it'll break in two...

Ah just keep in mind that this just means they're back home. And when we finally get back home, even if they don't remember this place, Ah'm still going to give them a hug they won't forget...

Pinkie... That's not how this works. That's a drone, he just thinks we're dogs or anything, he probably won't even take a cider.

[Though Applejack does offer a mug to them, in the off chance they might think they're just guards guarding a lemonade stand while the kids are out...]

[Applejack is right there with the filly, lining up the mugs to be filled and just beaming in pride at her little sister...]

[Applejack finishes dumping a basket of apples into the cider press she got before before turning to see who's talking, smiling when she sees it's Django.]

Well howdy Django! Sure am! This is pretty much the end of the growing season for Bloomberg, so now's the best time to turn any of the apples we haven't eaten from him into cider.

[The drone does not want the cider and gets away muttering something about crazy dogs and how the families should keep their pets on leashes and blah blah that sort of thing.]

If he doesn't want it, I'll take it!

[Yes, this plan was good. Good plan. Best plan.]

[Applejack sighs and holds her head in her hooves a moment before sliding the mug to Pinkie.]

Just this one more though. Ah really want to make sure we get some of this cider to the friends we made here in Mayfield, alright?

Oh, right, of course, yes we want to share cider with our friends!

[And she'll gleefully down that mug. SO GOOD.]

...can I maybe have just a teensy, weensy, little bit more?

[Applejack taps a hoof on the counter, trying not to sigh again. She takes a moment to try and think a way to help her friend other than letting her chug an entire barrel of cider...]

Well, how 'bout you see if your housemates want some cider? Maybe share a mug with them?

But I don't know if Belphegor likes...

[She pauses, and it looks as though the wheels in her mind are turning swiftly.]

Yeah, he'd LOVE some! In fact, I should bring him a mug right now!

[Because she would never ever think of drinking that mug in secret and just not getting it home, no, never.]

[Nope, she's not going to fall for that one, Pinkie.]

Well why don't ya bring him on over here then! Ah'd sure like to meet them as well!

Oh, but he's VERY busy and I'm REALLY sure he couldn't POSSIBLY come down here to get it himself!

[Just going to try one last time, just in case...]

Well that's just a shame, isn't it? Ah was hoping to some of the folks you're livin' with. Is there anyone else, or is he the only non-drone in the house?

[Nice try, but nope. It doesn't help that she was actually curious to meet Pinkie's housemates, either.]

Sounds like a lot of work for one pony. Need a little help with all of those apples?

You're right...one day, we'll all be back together again. It might take months or even years, but one day we'll be back home with all of our friends. The important thing is to keep working towards that fateful day.

Nope! It's just me and Belphegor!

...and I don't know where he is right now so it would REALLY be good if I could just bring it home and save some for him!

Aw, but it's better to have a mug fresh from the tap, dontcha think?

What about one of your other friends you made here? Know where they might be right about now?

Ah sure would appreciate it! Even with just one tree, there's a lot of work to do...

That's true...

[Darn, no more cider that way...]

Ooh! I have LOADS of friends I've made here! I could go find somepony in a flash!

Well there ya go! Why not bring one of them here and we can share some cider together!

Exactly! No matter what, we can't give up and just keep walking forward. We'll get there someday.

Okay! I'll do just that!

[Because this seems like the only way she's gonna get more cider, and hey, sharing with friends really is nice!

Pinkie zips off, planning on grabbing the first friend she can find.]

[Applejack calls after her as the pink pony runs off]

Ah'll save some mugs for them and you then!!

Exactly. As long as we keep trying, we'll make it happen.

...But in the meantime, it doesn't hurt to stop and remember everypony. Is it too late for me to join the toast?

Looks like it! Where should I start?

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