Title:           Anonymous equestrians part 7
Author:          Anonymous_unknown
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First Edit:      Monday 11th of June 2012 05:25:07 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 11th of June 2012 05:25:07 AM CDT

>it'd been two weeks since unknown had left for canterlot
>he hadnt even sent you any mail
>or contacted you in any way
>but you never got the feeling the he was hurt, so you knew he was okay
>sleeping at night was rough with him
>you'd stay up for hours tossing around and sweating through your bed
>but atleast work had improved
>applejack and you would only share a quick glance when she brought in apple's to the barn
>wasnt too akward
>but then she started coming into work drunk
>that is, if she ever even showed up
>you decided to ask applebloom why
>"oh, well you see. hearts and hooves day is coming up in a week an applejack starts gettin real mean and drunk around then"
"why?"
>"well usually around this time everypony is hangin around their special somepony. leaving applejack alone with her alchohol"
>oh shit
>lonely, drunk, strong pony that was angry at you
>oh shit
>it needed to be said twice
>"oh, and make sure to avoid her. she gets really violent around this time too"
"thanks applebloom, i'll keep it in mind"
>and with that she trots away, scanning the area cautiously for applejack
>you show up to work the next day expecting a drunk angry applejack
>nope
>chuck testa
>nope
>big mac
>thank god
>work was slow
>the end of the day eventually rolled around
>as you were locking up the barn you decide you should go out for dinner
>cupcakes would do fine
>you walked all the way to sugarcube corner and order your self 6 cupcakes
>then sat your happy ass down on a bench behind sugarcube corner
>after enjoying three of your delicious cupcakes, you see the doors of the local tavern fly open
>and what'dya know
>applejack could fly
>wait, no she couldnt
>she crashed into thr ground, landing face first
>"AND STAY OUT" yelled somepony from inside the bar
>she stood up and looked around
>oh shit what if she sees you
>relax brain, you've been preparing for this moment all day
>run
>you bolted towards sweet apple acres
>did she see you running?
>shutup brain, nows not the time to think of that
>hey, whats that noise behind you?
>what noise, there's nothing back the-
>then you heard it, galloping
>shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit
>legs, run faster dammit
>but sir we're already at maximum capacity
>I SAID RUN FASTER DAMMIT
>YESSIR
>you could hear her getting closer and closer to you
>shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit
>if only you could make it to the barn, you could camp out there for the rest of the night
>the barn came into view
>closing in
>100m
>50m
>10m
>you skid to a halt in front of the barn, the edge of your foot slamming into the door
>you were trying to unlatch the door, but your hands were shaking too much
>STOP FUCKING SHAKING
>yessir
>the door slid open allowing you to run inside
>also allowing her to tackle you to the ground
>100+ pounds of angry orange pony came crashing down on you at speeds that could make her travel through timne
>crack
>yup, those are some broken ribs
>she tied your hands together with rope out of fucking NOWHERE
>she did the same with your feet
>this is where it all ends for you
>she flipped you over onto your back
>"you thought 'hic' you could run away 'hic' from meh"
>oh sweet jesus her breath could get you drunk
"please let me go applejack"
>you were struggling underneath her hooves, but it was no use
>she was too heavy and too strong
>"why should ah 'hic' let you go? 'hic' you'll just leave 'hic' just like everypony else 'hic' that was special to me"
>feels meter at 2/10
>she collapsed onto your chest
>if those ribs weren't broken yet, they were now
>she begins sobbing into your chest
>feels meter at 6/10
>"its just 'sob' that ah've got such strong feelings for you"
>feels meter at 8/10
>she looks into your eyes
>you've never noticed how nice her beautiful green eyes looked
>feels meter at MAXIMUM CAPACITY
>thats when the shit hit the fan
>she nudged herself forward on top of you and locked her lips with yours
>you could taste the alchohol more than ever now
>but it was still kind of nice
>that was until she turned her head to the side and puked
>missing your head by mere inches
>"ahm sorry 'hic' sugarcube"
"its okay applejack but could-"
>your sentence was interrupted by another kiss
>this one was deeper and more forced
>then it was cut short by a
>snore
>did she just pass out on top of you?
>you tried to struggle to get free, but once again, it was no use
>she was too heavy and you were still too weak from years of being a high school nerd
>so there you lay, trapped underneath a hundred pounds of pony
>arms and legs boound
>fuck
>that's right, shit didn't cut it anymore
>it was gonna be a long day tomorrow