The following is a transcript recorded from the offices of Marey Ainsworth, Doctor of Psychology at the Trottingham Institute for Mental Health. The patient name is Applejack Serenity Apple of the Sweet Apple Acres in Ponyville concerning a traumatic event that occurred approximately one week and two days ago.

Marey Ainsworth: Applejack, I'm so glad we could meet, my name is Marey Ainsworth and I'll be your counselor and primary care physician for the time that you're with us, here's my card.

*rustling sound as MA passes her business card to patient*

Applejack: A'hem, well, thank ya kindly for seein' me an' all. Uhm, ah'm not really use'ta, well, talkin' ta folks abou'….

MA: *Laughs* Miss Apple, I've been a psychologist here for nearly sixteen years now, you're hardly the first one I've spoken to who has had trouble going to others for help, the point is that I AM here to help you.

AJ: Righ' well, I guess ya'll 'ave probably read wut 'appened huh?

MA: I have, Princess Celestia herself explained the matter, I must say it's not every day we have royalty in our offices, it was quite the occasion. In any case she wanted me to talk to you about how you're coping, I understand you had an… incident… while under the influence of the curse.

AJ: *silence*

MA: Please Miss Apple-

AJ: Call me Applejack ma'am, I ain't no Miss.

MA: Very well, Applejack, talk to me, that is why I am here, to listen to you and to help you through this.

AJ: Doc, when mah big brother Macintosh got hit by a bail'o hay on the eve'o applebuck season, that was an 'incident', when mah li'l sister Applebloom sprained her hoof tryin' ta applebuck a'fore she was e'en six years, that was an 'incident'. Ah tried ta take mah own life, that t'werent no 'incident'.

MA: The curse was affecting your faculties, it wasn't your fault.

AJ: *scoffs*, Ya'll think the notion hadn't occurred ta me a'fore that? T'was pretty much all ah was thinkin' 'bout when I was givin' the eulogy at…. At the funeral…

MA: You had just lost a dear friend to a terrible tragedy, grief and sorrow was to be expected.

AJ: Tragedy? T'was a damn murder'r tha' took Dashie away.

MA: I understand the killer was… a former friend of yours?

AJ: *silence*

MA: Applejack, you're here to talk and I'm here to listen, all of these things have already happened, I just want to clear the air, that's all.

AJ: Yea, her name was… Pinkamena Pie, Pinkie to her frien's.

MA: Yes, I read her posthumous profile, Celestia was kind enough to keep the story out of the media in respect for the victims as well as their families and loved ones.

AJ: Righ', ah owe tha princess somethin' fierce fer all she's done fer me an' mine.

MA: Could you tell about her as you knew her though? About Miss Pie?

AJ: I don' really….

MA: Applejack, I told you, the air needs to be cleared, things need to be put out in the open, and once they're there we can see them for what they are.

AJ: Ah know…

MA: So?

AJ: Pinkie Pie was always a bit… off. She was random, silly, al'ays throwin' parties fer one reason or 'nother. Heh, I think she once threw a party cuz it was Wednesday.

*patient becomes taciturn and angry for a few minutes before continuing*

AJ: I reckon Pinkie t'wasn't 'xactly wut you city folk would call "perfec'ly stable". She was in 'er own li'l world that one…. She an' Dashie got on better'n most though, they was al'ays pullin' pranks on ponies, all good fun, nuthin dangerous or foul, jus' good laughs. Nopony e'er got hurt. O'course that changed did'n it? Somethin' was broken in Pinkie what could'n be rightly fixed, an' fer some reason or 'nother she started…

MA: I received the report concerning the contents of the basement at Sugarcube Corner, I'm fairly certain I can venture a fair guess.

AJ: Righ', well, wut we saw in tha'… tha' place… It's like she weren't no different from normal, well normal fer Pinkie that is, 'cept she was dressed in tha' horrible dress, made'o ponies and wings'n horns. She was still smilin' though, that same silly Pinkie Pie smile like she 'ad a joke she was just a'bustin ta tell ya. That same smile she wore when she came ta me tha' day ta ask me where Dashie was…

*patient loses composure for a moment before continuing*

AJ: Pinkie was al'ays the one who could make ya laugh e'en when things was at their wors' y'know? She was a ray'o sunshine no matter what was happenin', no matter how dark thin's seem'd she was al'ays smilin' an' giggin' so as ya could'n help yerself. Ya jus' start'd laughin' right along with 'er.

MA: It sounds like you miss her.

AJ: I'LL NEVER MISS THA' MURDER'R!

MA: Applejack, I'm sorry I-

AJ: SHE TOOK DASHIE! SHE KILT 'ER IN A WAY NOPONY SHOUL' AFTA GO!

MA: Then why don't you hate her?

*patient stops and remains silent for a time while she struggles to regain composure*

AJ: Ah… Ah do… Ah hate her… she took Dashie… Ah hate her…. Ah hate her….

MA: Applejack… you're honest… it's a part of you. Celestia told me about the Elements, how you're the Element of Honesty and truth. So tell me why you're lying.

AJ: Because… because… ah miss her too… even though she did all those 'orrible things… even though everypony in Ponyville righ'ly hates 'er… I miss her… Doc… what am I suppos'd ta tell Dashie? All ah can do fer her now is ta hate the one tha' took 'er away. Doc… It's all ah got left'o her…

MA: Rainbow Dash was the spirit of Loyalty. I think that were she in your horseshoes, she would've stood up for Pinkamena despite knowing what she did. Do you really think that hating Miss Pie is right?

AJ: Rainbow Dash… yea… yer prolly righ'… that one was as stubborn as a mule when it came ta her frien's. Even if we did sumthin 'orrible, sumthin unforgivable… Dash'd still be there for us. Still… Ah can't… I can't jus' let it go…

MA: I know Applejack. I can only ask you to help me heal the pain in your heart. Regardless of what you can or cannot do, remember this. Whatever you do, don't lose yourself, remember what makes you who you are and hold to that. Your honesty to others is commendable, but you're in a difficult place at the moment and what you need now is to be honest with yourself. Think about that for next time ok Applejack? Same time, the day after tomorrow ok?

AJ: Yea… righ', I'll be here Doc. An' thank ye kindly fer bein here. Fer talkin' ta me… Ah know ah'm not gonna be an easy one… Granny Smith use'ta tell me… 'ell she still tells me I'm bull-headed enough that ah'm the next best thin' to a sack'o rocks.

MA: Hehehe, well, you are a stubborn one, but honest, that will make things a little easier for you I hope. Come on then, I'll walk you out, we can make your next appointment with the receptionist.

*recording continues uninterrupted for several minutes*

*silence*

???: cross my heart… hope to-

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