Memory
Chapter Two
You were to go to Applejack's barn to learn how to buck trees. You weren't quite sure what this meant, but you were going to find out. You followed Applejack through town and you were surprised when you saw people were staring at you. You bring this up, quietly.
"Why are they staring at me?" You whisper to Applejack.
"It's 'cause ya don't have a cutie-mark." She said not so nonchalantly, rather blunt you might add.
"What in blue blazes is a cutie-mark?" You asked, confused. She looked back just as confused. She stopped.
"Whadya mean? Ya don't know what a cutie-mark is?" She was astonished. You shoot back an irritable stare. Had she really forgotten you don't know shit about this place?
"Ah, right. Sorry" She said, sensing the tension. "Well, it's what ya get when you find what yer good at. Sorta like your special talent."
"So what do they care if I have it or not?" You ask, sourly.
"Well, it's 'cause ponies generally get it when they're just little fillies." Applejack answered.
"Okay. I'm not sure if it makes a difference on me." You say, following Applejack, who has started walking again.
Once you get through the rest of town you get up to a forest of apple trees. You arrive to the barn and notice that the trees all belonged to one orchard.
"Oh my god!," You were in awe. "How many acres is this?" She chuckled.
"Not what ya were expecting, huh?" She replied.
"How much did this cost?" You manage to reply as you were still in shock.
"It didn't cost me a thing," She said proudly. "Technically." She regretfully added.
"Technically?" you couldn't help but smirk.
"Well, here at Apple Acres, we provide fer everypony. So we don't need to pay fer it, it pay fer itself."
"So, you run a business that not only helps pay for you, but it provides food for everyone else? That's amazing." You were surprised how just a small family could do this; Twilight told you that it was just her, her grandmother, and brother and sister. It didn't seem possible that they could get all of this land done. After a bit of silence and obvious embarrassment by her, she goes back to being your boss.
"Well, those tree's aint gonna buck 'emselves. Let's get to it." She walks over to a tree, aligns herself and…kicked it. Okay, what the hell? As soon as that question rolled through your mind, apples fell around her, perfectly filling baskets.
"Seems easy enough." You say confidently, ego as strong as your head. You waltz up and firmly kicked the tree. A sheering pain goes though your legs and you wince in pain. She laughs her ass off.
"Are these tree's made of metal or something?!" You whine, she helps you up, still laughing. She wipes a tear from laughing.
"It takes practice, yer angle was off, that's all." She walks to the tree. "Lemme show you."
A day goes by; you get the hang of it.
"Well, I'd call this a day here." She said.
"What? We barely got anything done." Again, wondering why you fought these things.
"Neither did I, my first day." She smiled. "You're gonna sleep in the barn right over there. Ah set up a bed already." With that she went into the house. Great! You got to sleep in a smelly ass barn with a bunch of farm animals…even though you were one too now. You groan and walk into the barn. It was surprisingly fresh smelling, neat and clean, and big. You found your bed, which looked cozy. You climbed into bed and before you could even think, you were out cold. You had a dream about your memories…but they were gone as you remembered. You awoke. It was dark, all you could do was stare off to the ceiling.