Howdy! What can I do ya fer?
NO! No no. I'll be fine.
G'night, big bro.
[sniffs a bit]
I fergive you.
... Um... Yeah.
Why did you have ta do it ta me? <:/
[which means double plop really.]
[Apple Bloom carries you back to the house]
when he ain't
made outta gold
he's so heaavvvvyy...
Remember Apple Bloom: He turned his head ta laugh at you 'n' crashed inta a tree. He /crashed/.
[starts pitching loose apples at your head]
[Apple Bloom starts to walk right past it with a scowl]
[then she grabs a fallen branch and starts smacking your tree as hard as she can]
[this would be woefully ineffective in reality but it works just fine in a cartoon.]
I grew up here, ya know! You ain't gonna beat me! >:)
[you will when Apple Bloom remembers she can't freaking fly.]
... Huh. Weird! Whatever.
If ya default on th' deal I'll just clobber you anyhow.
... What name was that? S:/
No problem, cuz.
[does the whole shebang]
Even my sister won't make me break a Pinkie promise.
... mostly 'cause she's got some experience with breakin' 'em herself.
[rolls eyes and mutters under breath]
with my sis not like we'll notice either way.
Th' last time she got Poison Joked she were barely tiny fer a couple hours 'n' she dang near ate her hat!
You do that 'n' we're gonna get our butts beat by a filly.
Either that or Big Macintosh.
[slowly mopes away]
[Apple Bloom drops a water bucket on your head from over the door and lets you slide over the floor she just waxed into the stuff-that-sticks-on-if-it-falls-on-a-wet-guy]
[she's long gone but I'm sure Applejack heard the commotion, Bloom'll get hers.]
Yer lips're movin' but all I hear's WAH! WAH! WAH!
Apple Bloom (Brooke...’s Bio
Sweet Apple Acres, Ponyville, Equestria
I'm Apple Bloom! One o' these days I'm gonna be th' best got-dang painter slash lion tamer slash mare of fortune slash cosmonaut slash museum curator ya ever did see!!