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For , set in her Junior Gala universe.
The Marshmallow sisters have long been considered honorary Apples, and poor Sweetie has found herself in a rather bad predicament. With Rarity off at college and unable to help, and their parents gallivanting off to the magical lands of No Personal Responsibility, Applejack takes it upon herself to take in the abandoned unicorn, letting her stay as long as she pleases. After giving her some pajamas and Bloom’s top bunk (Sweetie has proven to be a far more welcome bunkmate than Babs did), Applejack scooped the filly up on her lap, cradling her close as she murmered an old lullably.
“Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully,
Across my memory…”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBkJmgDK-iA
There’s a lot of things I want to fix here, but that will have to wait. I’ve basically been a zombie this week and that doesn’t look like that’s going to change soon.
For , set in her Junior Gala universe.
The Marshmallow sisters have long been considered honorary Apples, and poor Sweetie has found herself in a rather bad predicament. With Rarity off at college and unable to help, and their parents gallivanting off to the magical lands of No Personal Responsibility, Applejack takes it upon herself to take in the abandoned unicorn, letting her stay as long as she pleases. After giving her some pajamas and Bloom’s top bunk (Sweetie has proven to be a far more welcome bunkmate than Babs did), Applejack scooped the filly up on her lap, cradling her close as she murmered an old lullably.
“Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully,
Across my memory…”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBkJmgDK-iA
There’s a lot of things I want to fix here, but that will have to wait. I’ve basically been a zombie this week and that doesn’t look like that’s going to change soon.
This is set in a friend’s universe, so our good friend John-117 is nowhere to be found here.
…I really need to do something with him. It’s been ages.
Also, damn you and your adorable toes, Tahu!
You don’t need an excuse to snuggle Sweetie, but they come in handy.
I think the too-small bunk would only add to the limitless frustration Babs gets by being at Sweet Apple Acres for… How long? One month out of every three or four?
One of the many reasons why she’s a better guest :p
>Implying Babs can fit in the bunk…
Sweetie Belle: . . . . maybe…