Author’s Note: Hey guys, I know it’s been a while since I’ve done anything with this story. I’ve had a few other stories I wanted to write, and of course the Write Off. I’m also pretty busy all week so I don’t have as much time to write as I like. Anyway, before I continue this story, I want you guys to be honest. Do you think I should continue on with this story? I enjoy writing it, but there are a few other projects I would like to start working on. It’s just that I’m not getting a whole lot of feedback from anyone except two guys. (One of them is my friend.) So unless I got more positive feedback, I just don’t see much of a point in continuing this story. I also didn’t know this topic was so overused when I started writing. I guess it’s my own fault, for thinking that I was being original. I also feel that my writing style may be a little different from the previous chapters. It’s just that after writing about more serious topics, I’ve found myself more accustomed to writing seriously, while I wanted this story to be light-hearted. Regardless, here is Part 4.

Part 4

I woke up first. The hay and barn floor had not been kind to my back, so it felt like I was stiff as a board. There was only a small window above the barn door, but it still showed a purplish-orange sky, telling me it was still near dawn. The five other ponies around me were still sleeping soundly. I forced myself into the sitting position, ingoing the protests from my spine. I hate being the first one up. I thought bitterly to myself. I had no idea what to do. I didn’t want to wake any of my sleeping friends, but I wasn’t sure how long they would be alone and bored. But then, I remembered why I woke up.

It sounded like someone (or should I start saying somepony?) had hit the side of a house with a sledge hammer. Confused, I slowly rose from my spot on the floor. The barn door was slightly ajar, only a small crack revealing the outside world. I did my best to tip toe (but I don’t have any toes...) around the sleeping ponies, and finally made my way to the door. I put my eye against the small crack and was suddenly blinded by the sun. After my pupils dilated correctly, I could see what was producing the loud sound.

I see a very perky looking Applejack using her strong legs to buck apples out of a tree. Sleep was still heavy on my eyes, and I wondered how she could be so full of energy so early in the morning. The sun even seemed sluggish to wake up and crawl over the mountains in the distance. Yet there was the farm pony, working her tail off before the sun had even fully risen. I was a bit surprised that I was the only one who was woken by the sound. I wasn’t really a light sleeper, but I wasn’t a heavy sleeper either. But to be honest, I was glad there was someon- somepony who I could talk to before my friends woke up.

I was a little cautious at first, but I finally gained the courage to slowly open the barn door. I reeled back when I heard the old wood squeak in protest. I look back and see that no pony in the barn had woken yet, and that Applejack was still busy bucking apples. I quickly opened the door just enough so I could slip through, and then shut it just as quickly. I hoped that I didn’t wake anypony up, but I was glad to be out in the fresh air.

Regardless if the ponies in the barn heard the door close, Applejack did hear it. She cast her gaze up towards me and smiled. She quickly left her work behind her and trotted over towards me. “Well hi there Pyra.” Applejack said, putting extra “ya” on the end of my fake name. “Hope mah apple bucking didn’t wake ya up.” she said still smiling.

“Oh well, it kinda did.” I said awkwardly kicking the ground. “But it’s alright. I’m wide awake now.”

“Oh, hehe. Sorry ‘bout waking ya up. Ah usually don’t even start bucking this early.” I was happy that she was making conversation. I could have never done this back on Earth, especially if it was with a girl.

“Then why would you today?” I asked her. I still felt pretty awkward talking to her.

“Oh, my brother is outta town with my granny, so I have to do all his work for em’.” AJ started. “They went to Appleoosa to help our cousins bring in their Zap Apple crop.” I instantly remembered the Family Appreciation Day episode, but luckily remembered to keep the act up. I did my best to look confused, which wasn’t really hard. All I thought about was; how was Two and a Half Men considered funny? It seemed to do the trick.

“Oh, do they not have Zap Apples from where you’re from?” the sweet earth pony asked.

“Well we’ve got regular apples,” I started, not really lying. “But I can’t say I’ve ever seen a Zap Apple before.” Half lie.

“Oh well, to put it simple, they’re magic apples that taste like a little slice of heaven.”

“Well I’d love to try some!” I seemed to have scared her a little with my enthusiasm. But to be honest, I thought it would be pretty awesome to try one. “Oh, I mean if that’s alright.” I tried reeling it back a bit and scratching the back of my head for good measure.

Applejack chuckled a bit. “Sorry Pyra,” she said again adding an “a” to my name. “But we got our Zap Apples two months ago. Like Ah said, they’re magic, and it’s different for every place they grow.”

“Well would you mind if I got a regular apple for breakfast?”

“Help yerself.” She gestured over towards the farm house. “Just try not to break anything.” she teased. “Ah’ll point ya friends in yer direction when they all get up.” Applejack silently went back to her bucking.

To be honest, I was a little nervous that she would have seen through my lies. Granted I didn’t lie all too much during that little conversation, I wondered why she didn’t find all of our shenanigans yesterday at all suspicious. We were pretty much falling all over ourselves in shock. Not wanting to freak AJ out by standing there looking at her, I made the short journey into the house.

The house was just as we left it yesterday. I felt like a total stranger in the house, especially when the occupants weren’t here. It took a few minutes of searching, but I finally found a cabinet stocked fully of food. For the most part, as you may guess, all the food was apple based. Apple pudding, spaghetti and apple chunks, canned apples, the list went on and on. Unsure of what exactly to eat, I simply took a regular, red apple and began munching on it. I felt as if I was imposing, just sitting here eating somepony’s food. Regardless, I ate away, waiting for the day to start.

I heard a door slowly open from the upstairs. This being a seemingly old house, almost every movement would broadcast noise somewhere. I heard the shuffling of hooves on the wood floor and more doors opening and closing. After about five minutes, I heard the water begin to run throughout the pipes in the walls. After another five minutes, a cute looking little filly trotted down the stairs, happily smiling and whistling a happy tune. Her color scheme and the giant red bow on her head told me that it was Apple Bloom. I only talked briefly to the young filly yesterday, so I hoped not to scare her when she saw me. As she rested her eyes on me, she reeled back a bit in surprise, but then returned the smile to her face.

“Well howdy there... Pyra (confound these farmer ponies and their cute accent), isn’t it?” Apple Bloom asked walking into the dinning room. I nodded in response. “Sorry fer not remembering you name too well.” She gave a more sheepish smile.

“Don’t worry about it Apple Bloom. I’m pretty terrible with names myself.” As I sat there, watching the small filly prepare for breakfast, I began to wonder a few things about the world I was now in. Back on Earth, I had only been a fifteen-year-old nobody. But now it felt and looked like I was an adult. It was hard to explain how I felt older, it just seemed as if I had more years in my life than before. To try to settle my curiosity, I turned to Apple Bloom.

“So what grade are you in?” Simple enough question. Doesn’t sound that creepy asking something like that.

“Ah’m in fourth grade with Ms. Cheerilee.” she responded without much thought.

“Well how old are you?” It came out creepier than I would have hoped, but she didn’t seem bothered by it.

“Ah’m ten.” She started adding milk to her bowl of cereal that she had made. (Why didn’t I see that before?) “In fact, mah birthday was only uh couple weeks ago.” A small smile spread across her face.

“Well, just out of curiosity, how old do I look?” I gestured to myself.

“Hmmm...” she hummed, putting a hoof under her chin. “Ah’d say... ‘bout twenty?” I thought about it for second. Twenty-years-old? Seems about right. Not really knowing what else to say, I began to replied.

“Good guess! I’m twenty one actually.” I’m not quite sure why I decided on twenty one, but I went along with it anyway. Satisfied, Apple Bloom went to her cereal. I sat on my seat, not having any idea of what to do. I looked around the house and whistled to destroy any chance of an awkward silence. After about getting half way into her cereal, Apple Bloom looked up.

“I heard that y’all just woke up in the Colt Plains with no memory.” the young filly began. “Is that really true? I mean how can’t you remember anything?”

“Well, to be honest, I don’t really know how we got here.” I did my best to use general terms to avoid actually lying. “The honest truth is that we woke up in the Colt Plains like you said.”

“You remember Twilight right?” She finished her bowl of cereal and dropped it into the sink. I nodded in response to her question. “Well Ah heard Applejack talkin’ to her about a certain spell that she was working on.”

“Yeah, Twilight told me that it was some kind of weather spell. Right?”

“Well, that’s the thing...” Apple Bloom lead on. “She was talking to Applejack ‘bout how the spells caption was distorted, and she couldn’t tell if it read one thing or another.” Now I was intrigued.

“Did you hear what she thought it read?” I asked leaning in closer.

“Ah did, but Ah’m not sure I heard it right...” I could tell she was a little worried about telling me.

“Well...”

“Well... I thought I heard Twilight saying somethin’ ‘bout it either reading, “Climate Spell,” or....” she paused and took in a deep breath. “Or... Cling Mate Spell...” I was dumbfounded.

“Umm, I’m sorry? Did you just say, cling, mate spell?” I had no idea what she was talking about. She looked at my sheepishly and nodded. “Mate, as in....” I wasn’t sure if she knew about the birds and the bees yet, so I left my sentence unfinished. She seemed to know what I meant and nodded again.

“Twilight said how the book she found it in was written by some old bearded pony or somethin’. She said how ‘cling’ could mean ‘to bring into’ and ‘mate’... well... meant mate.” I again was dumbfounded.

“So you’re telling me, that the spell Twilight tried to use, could have been a spell about changing the climate, or a spell about bringing someon- somepony’s mate to them?” Apple Bloom’s cheeks became a light red color, and her eyes kept looking around the room. Even though I was still in shock about the news I received, she still looked incredibly cute. Finally, she nodded again.

I tried my best to contain myself. I really did. But I couldn’t stop myself from laughing hysterically like a fool. I wasn’t 100% sure on why I exactly laughed, but I laughed for a good five minutes before calming down. Apple Bloom still had red cheeks and had a small smile on her face again.

“Now why’d ya go and start laughin’ like that?”

“I’m sorry!” I said still chuckling. “It’s just.... FUNNY!” I burst out another fit of laughter, this time getting Apple Bloom to join in. After another good five minutes, we both calmed down. I caught my breath, and took a look at the clock for the first time and saw it read; 8:47. “Hey, Apple Bloom.” She looked up at me in acknowledgment. “Today’s a weekday right?” I remember that yesterday was a Monday, but for all I knew, it could be Saturday or Sunday by now.

“Yeah, it’s Tuesday. But Ah don’t have school until... NINE O’CLOCK!” she jumped up in surprise of the time. “Aww sour apples, Ah’m gonna be late!” she exclaimed grabbing up her backpack and whatnot. “Sorry Pyra, Ah’ll talk to ya later!” She ran out the door before I had a chance to reply. I steadily walked to the door that she hadn’t had time to close. I watched as the hysterical little filly ran as fast as she could down the dirt road that I assumed led to town.

As she disappeared from view, I saw the barn door open to reveal a very tired looking Justin, who was rubbing his eyes profusely. He step out into the blazing sun, which was now a decent ways above the mountains. He was quickly followed by Josh, Carl, Mike, and Zack who did the same routine of rubbing their eyes. They saw me and began trotting over. I sighed and walked to met them. Today was hopefully going to be another great day in Equestria. (MAN! I can never get over saying that!)

End Part 4