A/N: I have no idea how long Applebuck season lasts and I can't find the episode online. Where I originally viewed it has been deleted and I don't feel like waiting for it to air for the next chapter so I am going to assume it is about 4 weeks but will be shorter.

Sam's POV

The past week had passed by with quite a bit happening. Applebuck season had begun literally the day after we arrived at the farm and we had decided to help, effectively cutting the time in half with my speed and Areta's natural friendship of the vegetative kind. I also got a lot of practice in while doing this so it was a win-win for me. I had actually found a decent job in town as a general handy-man, I could credit my innate ability to fix anything under the sun to my grandfather. It turns out unicorn magic isn't nearly as dexterous as my hands were. Although some unicorn's like Rarity were much more nimble with their magic than regular unicorn's, there were very few of them in Ponyville, not to mention that I could work at half the rates and still make a lot of bits. I would be able to rent out a small house in a matter of two weeks if I kept getting steady work which came in by the truckloads. I was backed up for the next two months, good thing I was my own boss, though I was only paid when I completed a job. I had also met, in my book, the infamous Pinkie pie. She forced me to come to her 'welcome to ponyville' party and then proceeded to keep me there against my will. I am not a man of social events. The party served its purpose and formally introduced me to the town, which went over much as I would have expected, nobody cared and just went on with their day. Sometimes I think the only people who do anything in this town besides their job are the element bearers and their family's. Rainbow dash had also healed well and was in her cloud home in bed waiting till she could take off the casts. We also learned the hard way what happens when Areta and I are separated by long distances. Apparently if we are more than 10 miles apart we get exponentially weaker and hypothetically, if we got far enough away from each other, dye. Today, because the Apple family was so ahead of schedule, Areta and I were promptly kicked off the farm and told to socialize with everypony. Needless to say we had the biggest surprise of our lives, meeting each other excluded.

We were walking down a road near the western edge of town until we heard a scream which in and of itself caused slighty nostalgic memories to fill my head. I immediately took off, being the good-natured and oh so generous guy I was. The weird thing was I felt like I recognized that scream which was wierd since the only other person or pony I had heard scream was right behind me.

Within a matter of moments we found the source of a scream. It was another human. She, I could tell it was a she from the long blonde hair, was surrounded by a group of ponies just staring at her like she was out of her mind. Eventually I recognized her and it hit me like a stone.

"Emily? Emily!" I shouted.

Her eyes locked with mine and I knew who it was, my sister.

"Sam?! Where are we? Why am I being stared at by mutated multicolored horses?" She asked me frantically.

"It is alright Emily. They won't hurt you, I promise." I assured my sister.

"Alright everypony move along, there is nothing to see here." I shouted to the gathered audience. Who eventually dispersed leaving just Areta, Emily, and I.

Emily ran up and grasped me in a bear hug that crushed my lungs. Which I reciprocated with vigor.

"Sam, who is this?" Areta asked me. I thought I detected a hint of jealousy in her voice.

"Areta, this is Emily, my sister. Emily this is Areta, my new, permanent, life-long best friend."

"What?" She asked in confusion.

"I will explain later. Right now we need to get you to sweet Apple acres. Areta, I need you to tell Twilight about what happened so she can tell the princesses. If you want to, tell the others as well." She nodded and ran off.

Emily and I started walking and along the way I explained to her what happened to me. She was surprised and worried about the bands and the few occurences of violence that I had been in but, as was her nature, she took it in stride. Though she was dumbfounded that I had been here for two weeks. In our world it had been only a few hours and she went to investigate the park when I texted her, which reminded me I had a phone this whole time.

She told me that she had gone to the park searching for me and could feel something very much akin to what I had felt. After exploring for a few hours, she eventually found a glade with nothing in it. She walked into the center of it and that is when she transported here much the same way I did. She too, looked noticeably different. Her hair was a more golden shade of yellow and she was slightly taller. Beauty-wise, she had jumped up from what my friends would call a six to what I assumed they would call a nine, overall, she pointed out the same thing for me when I brought it up about her. The only thing that differed in our changes was that she didn't have any bands which I was thankful for since my sister could harbor a grudge and had a fairly short temper for some things to boot. I had to explain to her multiple times about Areta's behavior towards me. When she finally seemed to accept what I told her she scowled slightly but returned to her regular neutral expression soon afterwards.

We got to the farmhouse about a minute after I finished explaining everything to her. We found Applejack in the kitchen preparing lunch and I explained to her who Emily was and how she came to be here. She said she would love for her to stay yet she didn't have any beds that she could use. I just decided I would sleep on the floor and let Areta and my sister sleep on the bed. Emily objected to this profusely and insisted that Areta should sleep on the floor of all things. This made me suspicious that she didn't like Areta but I ignored it for the time being, if anything were to happen I could easily force them to make nice.

Areta arrived about an hour later. She told us that everyone knew and that they would be coming over tomorrow to meet Emily. For the rest of the day we just relaxed. We didn't say much to each other, which I was glad for since I didn't feel like talking anymore today after having to explain so much.

Night rolled around eventually and we decided to go to bed. Applejack handed me some blankets and a spare pillow which I messily arranged on the floor and promptly passed out on, tired from the day. Areta and my sister, reluctantly, got into the bed together.

Areta's POV

"Areta, are you still awake?" I heard Emily ask from behind me.

"Yeah." I responded, unsure what she wanted.

"Sam, are you still awake?" When she didn't hear anything she muttered "Good."

"Areta we need to talk." She said as I heard her sit up. I did the same and faced her. She had a slightly angry expression on her face.

"About what?"

"Sam."

"What about him?" I was starting to get worried about this.

"I want you to stay away from him, at least romantically. Stop teasing him. I know you like him so don't deny it, I can see it in your eyes whenever you look at him."

"What gives you the right to forbid me from seeing him, you are just his sister." I answered, offended that she would do such a thing and a little surprised that she was much more observant of body language then her brother.

"That is exactly what gives me that right. I am his sister so I protect him from bad women and boy has he had some bad women in his life. I assume he told you about his past relationships?"

"He told me he hasn't had one longer than a few weeks." I said a little warily.

"That is because he only attracts skanks and other unsavory women who will just use him. The only reason he isn't a shivering pile of depression is because I protected him from them and I will be damned if you ruin my perfect streak or my brother. He is the only family I have left and if you think you can take him away from me you have another thing coming." She said in a harsh whisper.

"I am not like those other women. We are bonded together for the rest of our lives, we might as well make the most of it. And you can't stop me either. You may be his sister but I am his new partner in life." I defended myself.

"Girls?" Sam said sleepily as he raised his head to look at us. "Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine Sam. Go back to bed." Emily cooed to her brother. We waited a few minutes to continue speaking to make sure he was a sleep. When his breathing deepened we continued.

"I don't know that and you don't know that. My brother is a sensitive man when it comes to romance. He doesn't like being touched by anyone other then me and his best friend back home. Didn't you ever notice how uncomfortable he was when you forced yourself on him?" She shot back at me.

"I... sigh yes I did. But I just thought that it was a phase." I said as realization dawned on me. If I didn't stop touching him so much I risked alienating him.

"No it isn't. He needs to know you much better before he is completely comfortable with physical contact." She said before taking a deep breath to calm herself.

"Leave my brother alone. You can be friends but I forbid anything else." She said with finality, signaling that this conversation was over.

"Fine." I grumpily said to her. I wasn't going to stop trying but I knew that I would have to be cautious around Emily if I ever wanted our relationship to go anywhere. I also knew that if I did want to have a relationship with Sam I would either need to get Emily out of his life or get her blessing. Neither of which was going to be easy and the latter being near impossible at this moment.

I decided to sleep on it. I knew that if I harmed Emily, Sam would never speak to me again so that was out of the question, not to mention that I didn't believe in petty violence. I knew anything else was fair game though.

A/N: Just like I based Sam on my self physically, I based Emily on my real sister physically. I also based Emily's personality on my sister. Basically I put my sister in the story. The relationship in the story is the same one in the real world, highly close knit and protective. We are actually a decade younger then Sam and Emily who are 6 years apart. That being said I don't actually know what my sister would look like as a woman so you can envision her however you would like, just don't be perverts about it. In the real world we look quite similar, as siblings usually are, so if you want just picture a feminine Sam with long blonde hair. My sister's favorite color is blue and she likes wearing jean shorts so make of that what you will since I don't do clothes very well. See ya on the flip side.