Rainbows Are For Fillyfoolers: Chapter 9: Theft

A/N I'm so sorry, to those of you who are offended, and believe I killed her like she was some kind of animal. I'm a monster, I know. Believe me... it gets worse.

Rainbow listened.

Nothing.

"...Applejack?" She said, cautiously.

No response.

She was dead.

"Applejack... oh, my god..."

She held Applejack's body, cradling it like a baby.

"No matter how far..." she choked,

"I'll always ... love you..." she closed her eyes.

Memories of their years together flooded her vision. Playing, running, talking, kissing... they were happy. They were untouchable. They were inseperable. They loved each other more than anything.

And then, she was taken away, killed like some kind of animal. Like an ant. Wiped off the map, stolen from her. She had been robbed of her life. She had no compassion for anyone anymore, she was exactly what she feared: an empty shell.

Then she noticed the doctors. They surrounded her.

"...You... you just couldn't save her, could you?"

"Rainbow, we're so sorry... we tried everything we could-"

"But you didn't try, at all, you... killed my joy!"

She had collapsed onto Applejack's chest, sobbing, mourning her only sunshine she had.

She finally got herself together.

"I'm sorry..."

Don't say that, she remembered AJ telling her.

Just remember... she would never let you be sorry, thought Rainbow.

But she was never going to know.

Two days later, a funeral was held for Applejack.

Granny Smith, Big Macintosh, and Apple Fritter sat in the front left row.

Rainbow Dash sat alone, in the front right row.

The rest of the seats were empty.

Rainbow weeped silently into her hooves.

"I... I'm sorry, I can't... do this."

The pony at the front stepped out. The room remained silent.

Four days after that, the burial ceremony was held.

Rainbow Dash and Apple Fritter watched the casket as it was lowered into the ground.

"And now... you may give your rose..."

Apple Fritter tossed hers in first. "I'll never forget you, girly."

"I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but... I'll always love you, sis." Macintosh tossed his in.

"Applejack, I'll miss ya, and I love ya," said Granny Smith, as she dropped hers in.

"No matter how far away... I'll always love you." Rainbow dropped hers directly on the head of the casket, a big, white one, along with a necklace she made from driftwood, that said "Always" on the pendant.

The dirt was shoveled on, and Applejack was sealed away forever.