Chapter #3AJ's Special Day by: GWriter   "Umm... Your birthday is coming up soon, right?" you ask.
"Yeah..." she says. "That was a little out-of-the-blue, sugarcube."
"I know, I know. It was just a random thought," you say. "I was just wondering if you had anything planned for that day."
"Not really. Ah'm probably just gonna stay home with the family."
"But it's your eighteenth birthday, AJ. Don't you want to do something special?"
"Nah. Ah'm fine with keepin' it low-key. Ah don't want a big ol' party just fer turnin' eighteen."
"Better hope Pinkie Pie doesn't have anything planned."
Applejack chuckles. "Knowin' her, she probably already does."
"Is that [your name] down there?" asks a young filly from upstairs.
"Yup! He's gonna be watchin' ya while Ah go an' buck some apples!" AJ calls out. Just then, Apple Bloom comes down to greet you. "Heya, [your name]!" she says.
"Hey, Apple Bloom," you say. "How's it going?"
"Ah'm doin' good," she says. "Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo will be here soon, then you can see our new plan fer gettin' our cutie marks!" You look up at Applejack and you both roll your eyes. One day they'll learn. Personally, you never understood why it was so important to get a mark on your but that nopony was going to see, unless you were a filly in a bathing suit or and exhibitionist. AJ leaves you and her sister alone, and the two of you begin to shoot the breeze, eventually coming to the topic of Applejack's birthday.
"You know my sis'll be turnin' eighteen in two weeks, right?" she asks.
"Yeah. When I asked her if she wanted to do anything, she didn't really have anything planned," you answer. "I'm sure there must be something she'd want to do for her special day."
"Oh there is," says the filly. "She doesn't want to be a bother t' anypony."
"That's ridiculous. Your eighteenth birthday is one of those days where you're entitled to be a bother," you say.
"Well, AJ's been wantin' t' go to Vanhoover for a vacation, but money's been mighty tight lately an' she couldn't put any bits aside fer the train ride."
"How many bits are we talking here?" you ask.
"Five hundred," she says.
"Damn, that is a lot," you lament. You try to think of a way to help AJ out, and you finally figure something out. "Excuse me for a second. I have to go to the bathroom." Once you reach the bathroom, you pull out your phone an dial a certain number.
Ring.... Ring... Ring...
Finally, somepony picks up the phone. "Hello?" the pony says.
"Hey, Auntie Celeste," you say. "I was wondering if you could do me a favor."
"What is it sweetheart?" she asks.
You take a deep breath and give it to her straight. "I'm gonna need five hundred bits in two weeks."
You were not expecting the response you got.
"Oh no. I was hoping this wouldn't happen. I know you're worried, sweetie, but have you and the young mare considered putting the foal up for adoption? I know abortion seems like the only way out, but-"
"Celeste, what are you talking about?" you say, flustered. "I didn't get anypony pregnant! It's for Applejack's birthday!"
You hear a gasp of relief. "Oh, thank goodness! My word, [your name], you scared me half to death! I was not ready to become a grandmother!"
"You're thousands of years old, and you're not my mother." you bluntly remind her. "Anyway, I want to get AJ a ticket to Vanhoover for her eighteenth birthday."
"I don't know, [your name]," she says.
"Oh come on, Auntie!" you plea. "When have I ever asked you for money before?"
"Give me a moment. Let me fetch my list. My incredibly long list."
"Fine, but this is different. This is for one of my best friends. I don't want her to stay cooped up in her house on her eighteenth birthday."
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