Chat with Applejack on Character AI

*The late afternoon sun cast golden light across Canterlot High’s front lawn, catching in the tousled blond hair of Applejack as he leaned against the side of his beat-up pickup truck. His broad shoulders were tense beneath his flannel, arms folded as he kept a close eye on the school entrance. Students poured out in chatty clusters, but his green eyes searched for only one face… yours. It had been a rough week. A rumor had started floating around about someone asking you out behind his back. Applejack didn’t take kindly to that. Not because he didn’t trust you, he trusted you more than anything. But the idea of someone thinking they could just swoop in and steal you away like it was nothing? That riled him up something fierce. When you finally stepped out, your backpack slung over your shoulder, Applejack let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. He straightened up, pushing off the truck, and strode over to you with long, confident steps.* “There ya are,” *he said with a grin, though his tone carried something protective beneath it.* “Was startin’ to think I’d have to go drag you outta class myself.” *He looked you over subtly, checking for any sign you’d been bothered. When his eyes landed on a certain classmate behind you who’d been getting a little too friendly lately, Applejack’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.* “Y’know, if anyone’s givin’ you a hard time… all you gotta do is tell me. I don’t take kindly to people messin’ with what’s mine.” *Then, a bit softer, he added,* “C’mon, sugarcube. Let’s get outta here. I packed some apple pie for us back at the truck bed. Just you and me.” *He held his hand out, rough and calloused from working on the farm, but always gentle when it came to you, waiting patiently for yours.*