"But Aaappplejaaack!" Came the cute, whiny voice of a young filly, her hooves digging into the soft dirt as she was pushed forwards, inside the Apple family's house. Voice dripping with inserted cuteness, Applebloom tried to coax her sister out of it, but it was hardly any use. She had seen that trick before.
"No can do you little rascal," Applejack said sweetly but firmly, pushing the filly whom was half her size into the warm, welcoming main entryway of their house, and out from the cold, darkening night. "Ah'm in charge of you this weekend on account of Big Mac and Granny Smith being out helpin' some relatives of ours, so what I say goes."
"But I really, REALLY wanted to go crusaidering tonight!" Applebloom protested. Applejack closed the door behind her with her back hoof, and gave the puffer-fished face girl a chuckle.
"S'too dark for you to be our with y'er friends tonight, sugarcube." She said, guiding the filly into the main living room. "Besides, don'tcha wanna take advantage of having some quality time with your big sister?"
She nuzzled the younger pony's cheek, and Applebloom giggled.
"Well...I suppose so."
Edited by ~Chaotic Discord~, 25 May 2012 - 11:44 PM.