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06/16/11(Thu)03:37 No.26878900>>26878444 Applejack teaching Applebloom to dance for Spike
"Ow! Watch where yer steppin'!" said Applejack crossly.
Applebloom bit her lower lip. "Sorry, sis!" she said, and looked down to watch her front hooves.
"Ow!" they both said, as their heads knocked together. They each sat back and rubbed their heads. Applejack sighed. "Let's take a break, sugar."
Applebloom, downcast, got up and walked into the kitchen. She got some lemonade, then rubbed her head again.
'Durnit,' she thought, 'Ah gotta learn this so's I can ask Spike to th'Sadie Hawkins dance!'
After a bit of rest, they got back to work. As the afternoon dragged on, Applebloom was beginning to suspect her big sister wasn't as accomplished a ballroom dancer as she thought.
Bedtime came too quickly. Applebloom was exhausted from all the prancing, and fell asleep.
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Town hall stretched above her, and streamers hung from every wall and joist. It was the Sadie Hawkins dance. There were Silver Spoon and Ruby Tiara, dancing together and laughing. There was Twist, dancing with Spike. He was smiling at her, and she was smiling at him.
Applebloom looked down, and saw that she was wearing a leotard. Her hooves had metal tap shoes and the noise wouldn't stop wouldn't stop--
Applebloom opened her eyes. The moonlight seemed dimmer tonight. She got out of bed, and walked to the window. 'That was a horrible dream,' she thought, then rested her head on her arms. Why didn't her four hooves work together?
She went back to bed.
Among her many dreams that night, she danced under a pale white moon, and heard Pinkie Pie saying, "It's a language, silly." |
