Pinkie Pie awoke even more cheery than normal. Given the circumstances, many ponies would likely think that to be impossible, but she knew different, and she knew why. The previous night's antics with Rainbow Dash had been interesting and fun to say the least. She up out of bed to discover that Rainbow Dash was not there. On the bedside table sat a note and a letter. Pinkie Pie picked up the note between her teeth, and saw the letter was addressed to her. She placed the note down and read it.

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Dear Pinkie Pie.

Gone to work. A letter came for you, and I've left it under the note in case you didn't notice. I won't be long.

Lots of love
Rainbow Dash

***

Pinkie Pie smiled at Rainbow Dash's thoughtfulness, though she couldn't help but chuckle at Rainbow Dash's slip up. She picked up the letter and proceeded to open it. She did recognise the writing. It wasn't off Twilight this time. It was unmistakably written by Applejack. She read through the entire thing. Twice.

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Dear Pinkie Pie

We've found somethin' important out here in Ponyville. Twilight thought I should wait for you to get back before I told you, but I think you deserve to know now.

The short of it is, we are family. We were lookin' through some gene-some-Twilight-thing-or-other, and it turns out you and I are related.

I'm sorry, and I'm sure you hate me for tellin' you this now after everythin' that has happened. But...I don't know, I think it's amazin' that we're related and all.

I'm sorry, I just don't know what to say, I'm happy, but I think after everythin', it's just hit me hard with the way I treated ya, and what I did to ya. I know you said it ain't my fault, and everypony else is sayin' it ain't my fault. I think I need help.

I hope you and Dash are well. See you soon

Applejack

***

“Oh, Applejack,” Pinkie Pie said to herself. “When will you see that you're an amazing pony!” Pinkie Pie couldn't help but well up with tears. She would not let her friend, no, her family feel like this.

Author's Notes:

Sorry it's short, but honestly, writing this is losing it's appeal. I think I need a break from it.