Howdy! It's me, Applejack again. Ya'll know what's happening, I reckon? I was right smack in the middle of the Manehattan Castle Garden, standing next to my Aunt Orange. It was the Manehattan Moon Hoedown thingy, and we was just getting ready to start looking for my Uncle Orange. Oh my goodness, it was crunch time, let me tell ya. We was looking for my uncle so we could get some bits and I could high tail it out of that mingle after my hubby. He was in trouble, I knew it full well, ain't been less sure of nothing in my life, cept that I needed him in my arms where he belonged. My cute little sugarcube. I was sadder and more desperate for his beautiful heart than I ever been. The kindest, sweetest, most adorable whipper snapper that I would go to Tartarus and back for. I was right disappointed in myself and unbelievably devastated for letting him alone. I was making it harder on myself, thinking about him every second. I can't do nothing to help myself! He's such a sweetheart, and I get so happy and fuzzy-like whenever I see the love and admiration in his gentle blue eyes. This pickle here was account of the fact that he ain't no pony. But why did that matter? It don't matter to me! But this wasn't about that no more. No, this was about me being the wife I should've been, and saving my most special somepony -er, someone - from whatever it was that was keeping his adorable little heart from being with me. I was gonna give it every last bit of strength I had, whether I be strong inside or not.

Just before we took off, the deep voice of a young stallion came from right behind us.

"You're looking for Mr. Orange? I'd love to help you out."

We turned around, and standing before us was a unicorn with a long white mane and a light blue coat, and big ol' purple eyes. Kinda hard for me to describe him, come think of it. There was a group of mares behind him looking at him like he was some kind of super-cute pretty boy; I sure as hay didn't see it. He was giving me a little smile.

"You seen mah' uncle??" I said, desperate.

"No, I haven't, I'm sorry. But if you would allow it, I would love to help you look for him," he said in a smooth voice that was kinda husky come think of it. Boy howdy, he couldn't take his eyes off me. Seemed like he fancied me, the way his eyes were drifting all up and down my body.

"Uh, eyes up here, honey," I said, with an uneasy laugh. Ah' hope this don't get weird! He seemed not offended or nothing by my answer, he just kept smiling at me like I was a prize crop harvest or something.

"I'm sorry, it's just... you look absolutely radiant," he said. I took a gulp and gave a nervous cackle.

"Um.. ah'm married..." I said. I was a litte bit- no, a might bit uneasy the way he was looking at me. I knew what he was interested in, and he didn't seem to react to me bein' a married mare at all! He just kept smiling at me. I shook my head before he got a chance to say something as I couldn't help but picture the smiling, helpless face of my human, making me even more desperate, knowing something that innocent and precious is in trouble. Come on now, ah' don't have time fer this! Ah' gotta save my sugarcube, startin' by findin' Uncle O!  "Alright! Aunt Orange, you go that way, ah'll go look 'round the food and sort, and you there can go that way," I said to my aunt and the unicorn stallion helping us out. Jus' as I took off running like a shot hound through a barn, I heard his voice behind me.

"Uh, wait! Don't you think you should drink something to give you some energy?"

I barely heard what he said, and I didn't think nothing of it. I was too worried, too desperate, and too lovesick to pay any more attention than a few seconds to anypony else. I galloped off toward the food tables running as fast as my farm legs woud take me. I looked every which way I could and turned my head as quick as a whip on my over there, looking for a yellow coat, green mane, and fancy tux. Ponies were like blurs as I ran by, blowing wind by them I was going so fast. It was just getting worse and worse. I couldn't find him! I ran through and through those ponies and stopped at every green mane or yellow coat I saw. Every second that I didn't find him was like a pitch fork stabbing away at my already broken heart. I was just getting more and more disappointed in myself, and more affectionate for the human I ever so loved with all of my honest heart and more.

My mind was spinning like a wheel. I couldn't help but think of him every second, and every second I just missed him more. Sights and visions of us working back on the farm and having the best times either of us ever had were going through my mind. My cute sweetheart working so admirably on the farm, smiling at me with that bright smile of his. Putting so much joy on the farm with his attitude. Every little thing he ever did was adorable! The way he laughed, the way he didn't care nothing bout himself. He was especially cute when he was nervous. Not like threatened nervous, nervous about impressing me. Ain't no one ever been nervous about impressing me before.

When he rested his cute hands on my mane, and blushed when I kissed him just to show him I loved him, I gave him all the love I could must with my hugs and kisses. I ain't never felt more at home than when I buried my pony face into his human chest and he wrapped his arms around me for a hug. But even if he didn't love me, I still would've had the biggest crush on him. He was just so... nice, so bright, so hardworking. He loved working that farm, just like I did. Cept he chose it. What a gorgeous soul he has. Ya'll are the most admirable, wonderful, cute... oh, sugarcube! Ah' ain't never dreamed of having a crush on someone like this! I missed all those things so much. I missed them so so much. I needed him with all of my heart. If he didn't make it through this, my life would be a broken shadow without him.

I took a quick breath near the crowd of ponies watching, looking around scared and desperate. That's when the worst pony possible showed up in my sight. Trixie was standing near me with two big ol' stallions at her side, they was staring at her like they was enchanted or something. She whispered something with a real sly look in one of their ears, and they looked all excited like they just won something. She saw me as I panted and caught my breath. Oh, no, please, fer Pete's sake, not her! She's just gonna make feel even worse!

I could only think of one thing- well, one human- and I didn't care about how many stallions she was with. That wasn't love. My sugarcube and I loved each other with a love so strong, love so alike, it was something I never dreamed of. I cared about getting my bits, paying off the guard, and getting the hay out there and rescuing my husband. I had thought about fighting them all off again, but I didn't know what to do. Do I risk fighting them and losing, getting arrested? Then I couldn't go to my hubby at all! But if I waited another fifteen minutes or so, I might lose the precious time! Either way, she was the last pony I wanted to see. I knew whatever she said was gonna make me even sadder and more heartbroken.

"Hey there, Applejack! Haven't found a stallion to dance with yet, I see. But I have a feeling you're gonna find a great stallion very soon. Anyway, I have a question for your dear old uncle, have you seen him around?"

"Leave me alone ah' say! Ah' can't find mah' uncle right now, anyways." She looked mighty surprised and for some reason, kind of angry.

"What?? What do you mean you can't find him??"

"Ah' mean what ah' said, ah' can't find him."

She took my words and stood there with an open mouth like she'd been double crossed, looking into space and thinking hard for a few seconds. This made no sense to me, but for some reason, she was getting madder than a wet hen. She growled, but then of all things, she hit her face with her hoof and started laughing a real high pitched, girly laugh. She sounded crazy, made no sense to me whatsoever. But now I was concerned and angry.

"What the hay do you have to do with mah' uncle?"

"It's nothing, some young mare just got really lucky," she said, smiling to herself. Ya'll better start making sense, or ah' swear, ah'll introduce you to Kicks MacGee. Before I could finish, I pictured the sweet face of my hubby again, and my heart cried out with desperation for him again. I didn't have time to stand around and listen to her, nor was she worth my time in a fight while my hubby was on the line.

"Ah' ain't got time fer this, ah' got... ah' got someone to save," I said, running away. I should've just given her a piece of my hind leg, but I didn't want to upset those stupid guards any more. I'm still just one pony. But as I took off, she called to me in a cruel voice. I wasn't prepared for it.

"Is it your date? Well, just remember, you are just an apple farmer, so if you failed him, it's not a big surprise."

I was right. She managed to somehow make me even more brokenhearted. I took that kind of thing so personally, it was so heavy on me. I felt so worthless. So uninteresting.  No, no, no, please, not that again!  My sugarcube loves me fer bein' a farmer. He loves mah' country heart, and no one else. My heart couldn't take much more sadness and despair, as well as blaming myself for everything. I was so in love with my sugarcube, he could've made it all better. But he was nowhere in sight. I ran back to find my aunt and that other stallion to see if they found him, but I doubted it. I started crying again as I ran back to our meeting spot, my heart longing for my human. Maybe ah' am just a useless farmer. Ah' couldn't even save him, my true love. Ah'm running around more helpless than an upside down turtle.

I cried harder and harder as I ran toward the center, but then I heard his voice again. His voice that was so kind and gentle, more beautiful and innocent sounding then any voice I ever did hear. I look at you… and I see… the most beautiful creature in the entire world, but so much more then that, I see the friendliest, sweetest, most humble pony in all the land, one that I couldn't disrespect in any way if I tried. Oh my goodness. I was having one of my freezing moments. I stopped running and looked up to the stars, pretending he was smiling at me. I loved him and admired him so much. His words from that night in the barn were more comforting to me than anything I ever heard. I admire hard labor more then anything else in the world, and you work so hard and so passionately because you love your family…

Sugarcube... ah' love you more than anything. Ah' love you.. so... so.. much. Ah' want nothing more than to snuggle with you and be at your side forever. Once again at that moment, a familiar thought popped into my head. Something I never got to tell him. Something I never thought about with anyone else in my entire life up to that point. The deepest feeling of love I ever had for him. It was the thought of him being the most wonderful father. The most wonderful father of my foal. It was the most peaceful thought I ever had, sharing my love with him through something as beautiful as a foal. I never been more sure of nothing in my whole life. He was my sweetheart, human or pony, and to see him holding a foal of mine would be my dream come true. This kind of thing was a big deal. It scared me a little even, I didn't know how he would react, or if I would ever work up the courage to ask him if I ever saw him again! Ain't no one ever respected me like you do, sugarcube. That's why it can only be you. But so much more than that, at that moment, I wanted to cuddle him. I wanted him to know just how much his country mare loved him, by snuggling him so innocent like. I wanted him to rest his little head on me.Two hearts, joined in one, comforting the other.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I spun around real startled. It was that stallion again, the one who helped us look. The one was looking at me funny.

"Did you find him??" I said, eagerly. He bowed his head in disappointment, before lifting it back up and staring at me with a lot going on his head it seemed.

"I'm afraid not. But I will still you help you find him, I promise." he said, and his horn lit up, and two cups of some really pink drink hovering in front of us. "But if you will allow it, I think we'd be better off if we had some of this. This energy drink is supposed to be top notch. Would you like to try some? It will give us strength in our search."