A few days after her most recent visit to Stone Mane’s dream fabric ; an important package arrived for Applebloom in my Equestria dreamscape.
 
The filly was finishing the process of scrubbing the last of her chores off her hooves in the mud room when there was a knock on the front door of farmhouse. Quickly blotting her hooves dry she rushed to the front door. Opening it she found herself staring at earth pony mare in a Royal Equestria Mail uniform. the filly had seen the mare before as she went about her business around the town. At the mare’s feet was a very familiar wooden crate. It was the same crate she’d sent to Baltimare a month or so ago.  
The mare looked up from the small clipboard that rested on one of her front hooves. “Oh! Hello Applebloom! I gotta package fer ya ta sign fer if ya don’t mind!”
 
The filly squealed with delight. “It’s here! It’s here! He said he’d sent me something!” After a few seconds of paperwork signing the mare wished AB a good day, and she proceeded to hook herself up to the small cart that she was using to make deliveries with.
 
Big Mac was down at the train station picking up some new equipment, and Applejack had gone into town to run errands with Granny Smith. Quickly the filly grabbed the cord straps wrapped around the crate with her teeth and lugged it up to her bedroom. Then she went on a quest to find a stout knife and a pry bar.
 
Having retrieved the necessary tools for the task with filly went about opening the crate. After much squealing and protesting by the nails holding the lid shut the wooden top clunked to the floor. The filly started fishing through the straw packed and quickly found the wrapped framed photo of the colt. As Applebloom unwrapped the photo and envelope fluttered out of the wrapping to the floor. The filly admired the photo of the colt for a few seconds then she opened envelope. Inside it was a single sheet of folded paper. Written on in large, blocky, but clear letters was just 3 words that sent the filly’s heart pounding.
 
I love you.
 
Applebloom stared at letter for almost a minute before she noticed the last item in the crate. The filly felt a shiver of excitement run through her body as reached into the crate and removed the doll. For the next few minutes the farmhouse was filled with the sound of joy from the filly’s squeals.
 
Finally AB collapsed on her bed and hugged the doll. For several minutes she just laid there holding it. Then she set it aside and went over to her writing desks. Retrieving a sheet of paper from the middle drawer she wrote her own reply to the colt. It was short and to the point as well.
 
I love you to.
 
Then she went looking for an envelope and stamp.
 
To be continued.