The three arrived at the house and Applebloom stormed in. Applejack, who had been lazing on the couch sat up.

"What are ya'll doing here?" Applejack and Big Mac had a bet that the CMC wouldn't be able to stay in the tree house all night. If they were here to stay, then Applejack was about to be five bits richer.

"We need ya to make us a fire. We don't have any matches."

"Oh. Ah'm not sure ah want ya'll out there with a fire. Especially that close to the tree house."

"We have a campfire set up, we just need ya to light it. Please?" Applejack sighed. Giving in, she followed the trio back to the tree house and helped to light the fire. Then she remained.

"Ah'm stayin' to make sure ya'll don't burn yerselves. Also, I'll be requirin' a payment. More specifically, Smores." So, Applejack stayed and ate Smores with them. It was fun, but they were glad when Applejack left. They could get back to camping.

"So what do you want to do now?" Sweetie Belle looked at the two fillies. Applebloom, who had cooled off, nodded towards the tree house.

"It's gettin' cold. Let's go inside. Maybe play a game." The others agreed and they went inside. Applebloom pulled out the game book and flipped to a random page; 20 Questions.

"Ew. I don't want to play 20 Questions. That's boooorrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnggggggg." Sweetie Belle sighed. She didn't really want to play 20 Questions either. "Why don't we play something else?" Applebloom flipped through the book. She pointed out games she thought looked kinda fun. Nope. They couldn't find anything.

"Well, this stinks. Ah wanted us to be able to have as much fun as possible." Applebloom whined. Sweetie Belle rested her hoof on Applebloom's shoulder.

"It's okay. We can always play Button's Six-Four Cube." Scoot-a-loo's eyes lit up.

"Or…" Sweetie Belle looked at her curiously.

"Or what?"

"Or, we could talk about Button. Or, more specifically, you and Button Mash." Sweetie Belle blushed. "Oh, come on. We all know you like him." Sweetie Belle blushed a deeper shade of red.

"Ye-yeah. But I don't think he likes me back…" Applebloom put her hoof under Sweetie's chin.

"Are ya serious? Have you seen the way he acts around ya? He's got it bad for ya." Sweetie smiled. She actually had seen the way he acted around her. She was just terrified it was all in her imagination. This comforted her.

"What about you Applebloom? Is there anypony you like?" Applebloom blushed and backed away.

"Nope. I ain't got a crush on any pony." She kept it intentionally vague. It wasn't lying. She didn't have a crush on any pony. That's not to say she had a crush on any dragon. But she wasn't gonna tell them that. Wasn't gonna tell anypony. Or dragon, for that matter. She knew she could never tell Spike. Spike was in love with Rarity. Even Applebloom knew Rarity would never feel the same way for Spike. It drove Applebloom crazy.

Scoot-a-loo looked at Applebloom. She didn't think Applebloom was being completely honest. She had seen the way Applebloom reacted to the question. She decided to press Applebloom for information, something a friend shouldn't do, but it sadly does happen.

"Okay. Is there anybody you have a crush on? Anyone not pony?" Crap. Scoot-a-loo had figured her out. Well, almost. Applebloom didn't have to answer.

"Ah'd rather not answer." Applebloom backed away. Sweetie Belle gasped happily.

"So there is somepony!" Sweetie Belle and Scoot-a-loo got closer as Applebloom backed up.

"No. Remember what she said, Sweetie? Whoever it is isn't a pony." They kept pressing forward. Applebloom was running out of space to back into.

"But we only know so many non-ponies…" Applebloom was squished into the corner now. She cowered.

"He'll never like me…" She said weakly. Scoot-a-loo was practically hovering over her.

"Who?" Applebloom ignored her.

"He's too obsessed with a pony who'll never return his affections." It was Sweetie Belle's turn.

"Come on, Applebloom. Who is it?" Once again, ignored.

"And even if he wasn't, Ah'm probably not his type…"

"WHO IS IT?!" Sweetie and Scoot-a-loo simultaneously asked her.

"SPIKE! IT'S SPIKE!" Applebloom pushed her way out of the tree house, crying. She ran inside her house where Applejack was waiting. She ran past Applejack, leaping up the stairs. Seconds later, the sound of her slamming door could be heard. AJ ran after her.

"Applebloom? What's wrong?" AJ tried the door, but it was locked. The rest of the apple family slowly gathered at the door, Applebloom's crying having woken them up.

"Go away Applejack."

"C'mon, Little Sis. Unlock the door and we can talk about it."

"I don't want to talk to anyone. Just go away." AJ tried one more time.

"Please? You can tell me anything. I won't make fun of ya or anythin' like that."

"No." Applejack sighed.

"Okay. Well, ya can come to me with anything you need. When you're ready." Applejack had the family go back to their respective rooms and she headed towards Scoot-a-loo and Sweetie Belle, who had ran after Applejack. She looked at them.

"Mind tellin' me what happened?" Scoot-a-loo nervously chuckled.

"Well…" And so they told Applejack most of the story. For Applebloom's sake, they had refused to tell her about Spike.