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The other Apples would find the plate smashed on the ground and Arkansas Black nowhere to be found. After hearing the furious orange pony yelling at her mother her stomach had curled. She'd gone back to her thoughts she'd started with.

She did NOT belong here.

She ran towards the apple trees again, tears stinging her eyes. The orange horse hated her father it seemed. That meant she would hate her as well. Arkansas did not like her, not one bit. She didn't even know her father but she still felt insulted. How dare this orange pony? HOW DARE SHE? Who was she to insult her Daddy like that?

She ran as fast as she could until, she noted, she was lost. Which was just fine by her. She didn't want to go back anyway. Her ears perked upwards as she spotted something in the trees. Or rather in A tree.

A treehouse.

The female's mouth parted in confusion. What was it doing there? Climbing the ladder and opening the dusty door she found what appeared to be an old clubhouse of some sort. She looked about. It was a little dark in there but seemed terribly cosy. And then she spotted the photos on one of the tables.

She picked one up. Her mother with two other ponies, a pegasus and a unicorn. Apple bloom looked so happy playing with her friends in all the pictures. She spotted something on the ground and walked towards it. Picking it up she realized…it was a cape.

Arkansas finds the CMC clubhouse! I can't even…this is so much fun…
ALSO LOOK AT THAT BG I DID. PERFECTION. BEAUTY. LOOK AT ITTTTT

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Posted previously at: 2017-03-15T07:47:50 | Posted previously by: Starswirl