(Knock on AppleJack's door)
AJ: (opens it) ... Trixie!?
Trixie: I need to talk about Saten?
AJ: Oh boy., what's he done this time?
Trixie: Nothing, nothing.. It's just... I'm getting worried about him.. He's always so angry.. It's like dating the hulk.
AJ: Ah know.. It's kinda why I left him.
Trixie: I know.. He understands that know.. But still.. There must be something I can do.. It's starting to break my heart.
AJ: Well.. It's just the way he is ah guess.. He gets so jealous because he grew up seeing his father constantly cheat on his mother.. And than his mother took it out in 'him'.. Leaving his with loveless parents.
Trixie: I know.. I net his mother myself.. It's sad.. She was once a good person.. Now she's on drugs.
AJ: Man.. Even worse than ah thought.
Trixie: Kinda makes me glad MY childhood was so good..
AJ: (suspicious) Really?.. Tell me about it?
(several minutes later)
Trixie: (sobbing uncontrollably) I know my father wanted a boy!.. And he even called me slugger until I got to the age of developing as a woman.. And then he just STOPPED playing catch with me!.. And I wasn't slugger anymore.. (Blows nose).
AJ: (sitting, lessoning) Ah see.
Trixie: (still crying) And mom could of just a dit "Jack, she's a girl, get over it".. But she didn't! Not one word, the whole time! (cries into her own soft hooves).
AJ: (pats her back) There, there.. But at least ah have an idea for Saten now...
Trixie: (sniffs) I guess this means I should start seeing my old therapist again.
AJ: Hmmm... Maybe toi should get Saten an appointment with him ou her as well.. Might help his 'issues'
To be continued
AJ: (opens it) ... Trixie!?
Trixie: I need to talk about Saten?
AJ: Oh boy., what's he done this time?
Trixie: Nothing, nothing.. It's just... I'm getting worried about him.. He's always so angry.. It's like dating the hulk.
AJ: Ah know.. It's kinda why I left him.
Trixie: I know.. He understands that know.. But still.. There must be something I can do.. It's starting to break my heart.
AJ: Well.. It's just the way he is ah guess.. He gets so jealous because he grew up seeing his father constantly cheat on his mother.. And than his mother took it out in 'him'.. Leaving his with loveless parents.
Trixie: I know.. I net his mother myself.. It's sad.. She was once a good person.. Now she's on drugs.
AJ: Man.. Even worse than ah thought.
Trixie: Kinda makes me glad MY childhood was so good..
AJ: (suspicious) Really?.. Tell me about it?
(several minutes later)
Trixie: (sobbing uncontrollably) I know my father wanted a boy!.. And he even called me slugger until I got to the age of developing as a woman.. And then he just STOPPED playing catch with me!.. And I wasn't slugger anymore.. (Blows nose).
AJ: (sitting, lessoning) Ah see.
Trixie: (still crying) And mom could of just a dit "Jack, she's a girl, get over it".. But she didn't! Not one word, the whole time! (cries into her own soft hooves).
AJ: (pats her back) There, there.. But at least ah have an idea for Saten now...
Trixie: (sniffs) I guess this means I should start seeing my old therapist again.
AJ: Hmmm... Maybe toi should get Saten an appointment with him ou her as well.. Might help his 'issues'
To be continued
pomme Jack:Apple Bloom,how many times have I told toi that toi need to clean up your bedroom!
pomme Bloom:Sorry sis,but I think I am going to get my cutie mark.
pomme Jack:Fine,but suivant time,I want to see your room shine plus than a twice cleaned apple.
pomme Bloom:I got it.Now,let's draw.
pomme Jack:What?You think your special talent is drawing?Ha ha ha!
pomme Bloom:We will see about that.Come on,see this.
pomme Jack:Wow,all these are your drawings?
pomme Bloom:Yep!
pomme Jack:I don't beleive you!Draw me.
pomme Bloom:Ok,but this might get a hour.
pomme Jack:Two weeks if toi need!
pomme Bloom:*Starts painting*
*One heure later*
pomme Jack:Wow,you weren't laying.
pomme Bloom:*Sees the end of her body*.Sis,am I dreaming now?
pomme Jack:No.Let's take Big Mac,and ask him.
pomme Bloom:Am I dreaming?
Big Mac:Nop-e.
pomme Jack:Let's party.
pomme Bloom:In your face,Diamond Tiara,Silver Spoon.*Parties for the rest of the night*
pomme Bloom:Sorry sis,but I think I am going to get my cutie mark.
pomme Jack:Fine,but suivant time,I want to see your room shine plus than a twice cleaned apple.
pomme Bloom:I got it.Now,let's draw.
pomme Jack:What?You think your special talent is drawing?Ha ha ha!
pomme Bloom:We will see about that.Come on,see this.
pomme Jack:Wow,all these are your drawings?
pomme Bloom:Yep!
pomme Jack:I don't beleive you!Draw me.
pomme Bloom:Ok,but this might get a hour.
pomme Jack:Two weeks if toi need!
pomme Bloom:*Starts painting*
*One heure later*
pomme Jack:Wow,you weren't laying.
pomme Bloom:*Sees the end of her body*.Sis,am I dreaming now?
pomme Jack:No.Let's take Big Mac,and ask him.
pomme Bloom:Am I dreaming?
Big Mac:Nop-e.
pomme Jack:Let's party.
pomme Bloom:In your face,Diamond Tiara,Silver Spoon.*Parties for the rest of the night*