[ The feed clicks on to show a cheerful-looking Turtwig, who chirps happily at the camera. A hand, presumably Applejack's, comes forward to pat him on the head. ]
My egg hatched, ain't he cute?
[ There's a tremor in Applejack's voice, one that she's obviously trying hard to conceal. ] I'm callin' him Bloomberg, after my favorite tree from back...
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There's a tentative knock on AJ's door. ]
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C'mon in.
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She's quick to sit down beside her friend, leaning gently into her, but she takes her time speaking. ]
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This week's been a killer, hasn't it?
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It certainly has. Are you going to be all right?
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O' course I will, sugarcube. [ There's a tired, but genuine, smile on her face when she turns to face the other pony. ] What about you?
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I'll be fine, darling... I just... I don't know. I felt so much better when she was here, where I could keep an eye on her.
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That's just the rub--I know this ain't the place for little fillies, but I can't help worry about her.
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Rarity...what if it's one of us, next time?
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Well... then... the rest of us will simply have to hold on even more tightly.
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Thanks, sugarcube. It...means a lot to me, that all y'all are here.
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We're all here for one another. I'm happy that you're here, too. [ She bumps AJ with her shoulder a little. ]
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Don't say somethin' you might regret, sugarcube.
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