Aria looked around the Apple's place. It was what one would expect from simple country folk. She had seen variations of this house all across Europe, Canada, and the US. She turned to look at the Apples. Applejack scowled at her, Big Mac and Granny Smith looked at her like some sort of mold infection, and Apple Bloom looked like she was a bit frieghtened. Aria liked that. She could use that to her advantage.

"Nice . . ." Aria started to say before she was cut off by Applejack.

"Upstairts now!"

"Pushy. And not even a drink first." Aria responded sarcastically.

Applejack grabbed Aria by the arm. "Now Missy!" she said and started to pull Aria to the stairs.

Aria wrenched her are free and said, "Ok, ok! I'm coming!"

Aria followed Apple up the steps to a hall with rooms on each side. Every door was a heavy, brown door. It looked like a hall out of a horror movie. Aria instantly loved it.

"Here!" Apple said as she opened one of the doors and motioned for Aria to go inside.

Aria walked in and saw it was pretty drab. No real decorations, no real paint, generic, flower print wallpaper, a drab bed and side table.

"Lovely," said Aria disdainfully.

"Alright, " Apple said as she slammed the door behind her.

"Alright what?" Aria snapped. "I know, I get it. You don't want me here, I don't want to be here, but life sucks so this is where we are."

Apple and Aria glared at each other, subconciously slipping into a fighter's stance. Neither knew what to say or do next but kept on guard for the other.Apple broke the silence first.

"I don't like you, I don't trust you. I don't trust any of y'all. But Sunset feels it's worth us givin' you ah shot, I'll do it. I'm just hoppin' this don't turn around to bite me on the rear."

Aria looked the girl over, trying to divine what she was really saying behind her words. She did have to give that to Adagio; she could figure a person out dead flat within a second of meeting them. Aria didn't have that skill. She was the muscle. She got her way through force not seduction.

"I don't like you either. I don't like any humans. I don't like your world; I just want to go back to my own place. Show me a way to do that and I'll be gone tonight."

Applejack moved back a bit. She knew where the portal was. She knew without her gem, Aria was powerless to do any real harm. Taking her to the portal could be the answer to their shared problem. Then she thought if Aria went missing, the others would want to know where she was and Apple didn't want Adagio knowing about the portal. Even without the gems, Adagio was a threat.

"No can do Missy. We's just gotta put up with each other."

Aria shook her head and turned around. "Too bad then."

Apple looked at Aria some more. She was actually starting to feel sorry for her. She felt like she should reach out to her but she also knew that she was a Siren and was a manster manipulator. So she decided to simply ask a question she had been wondering about for a whlie. "So what's it like?"

"Like what Hayseed?" Aria asked back, not turning around.

"To live for that long."

Aria then turned to face Apple. "Why? It's not like you have a chance of living as long as I have."

"I'm just curious." Apple, in fact was more than curious. She had thought alot about death since her father passed. She never told anyone about it, but she was scared. She was scared to die, scared that there might not be anything after life. She also saw the entire dying process as almost unfair. The moment you're concieved, you have a ticking clock over your head. And it wasn't just dying, it was the whole aging process that worried Apple.

"Honestly," Aria started. She could feel that Apple was more than just curious. If she could find out the real reason for her asking, maybe she could use it to control her. "Boring mostly. Everyday bleeds into the next. Occasionally you have to move so no one figures out you're immortal. Your species goes to great lengths to ensure immortals aren't. But it's a constant quest for food, water, and shelter.

"I'm glad I had my magic. Not just because it made getting all those things easier; but watching other people fight was a great way to allieviate the boredom from time to time. Getting in a fight helped as well." Aria laughed as she thought over past battles she had. then she grew quiet. "But even that get's boring after a while. I never wanted to die, I just wished things were more interesting. Which, if I got to give you gals anything, it's you've definently made things interesting."

"Would you, if you could now, become immortal again?"

"Uh yeah! Duh! I mean I might wait until I turned twenty-one or two before becoming immortal again. Being stuck in a sixteen year old body get's old real fast. But, of course. I don't want to grow old and die. Who does?"

"No one I guess." Apple said quietly. "But all the changes you must have seen?"

"Yeah, well you see so many, the cease to surprise you. Anything else?" Aria asked in her usual, I'm way too cool to be wasting my time with you voice.

"No, that's all. Oh and the windows are painted shut and while you all were waiting outside, we switched the door knobs so it locks from the outside now and it will be," Apple responded matter of fact-ly.

"So I'm a prisoner?" Aria then shrugged. "I've been in worse."

Apple walked out and came back in with a walkie-talkie. "Here. I have the other. If you need to go to the bathroom at night, you can call me to let you out. I'm a light sleeper."

Aria took it and placed it on the night stand. "Noted. If you don't mind, I'd like to get a shower now." Aria then stuck her index finger in her mouth and bit it. "You want to watch me?"

Apple scowled, "Not even!"

Aria laughed and Apple walked out. This was going to be hell.

Author's Notes:

Very different from what I did have planned. I was going to have Applejack and Aria get into a massive fist fight. But once I started, I felt this was a better way to go.