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!!aEt/eFG7JWB 01/09/11(Sun)04:04 No.22482202>>22482192 Applebloom was about to ask just how late they were in getting their cutie marks when Derpy let go of her and began her famous pacing. "Then again, that's how she wants to celebrate everything. I wonder if maybe she's actually got a serious problem and she goes to clubs to feed her addiction and I‘m enabling her. But then again all she ever does is dance and nurse a single drink while I'm the one always at the bar for the entire night. Is it possible that I'm projecting onto her?" Derpy suddenly looked very sad, as though she were about to cry, as she looked into Applebloom eyes. "Am I an alcoholic?" Applebloom was at a loss for a solid minute before saying, "Your cutie mark." Derpy blinked and then looked back at her flank, "What about it?" "You were telling me the story of how you got cutie mark." "Oh yeah!" Shouted Derpy, smiling again. "So what does it mean? What lead to your discovery of your one true calling?" "I don't know actually. I had too much to drink that night and when I woke up, there it was," Derpy then turned around so that her backside was facing Applebloom, she then began to shake it slightly. "Do you have any idea what it could mean? It really bothers me not knowing!" Applebloom stared wide eyed and began to back away. "Oh hey, I think I hear Applejack calling me!" "I don't hear anything," Derpy said as she put a hoof to her ear. "That is, I just remembered I was supposed to meet her. Gotta go!" And then she started running for the barn. She heard Derpy call out her goodbye, but now Applebloom's mind was solely on her own flank. Her previous and anxieties had all been forgotten and replaced with a single thought. Whatever her cutie mark would be, she prayed it wouldn't be a series of bubbles. -The end- |