Title:           The Coroner Part 11
Author:          CelestialOrigin
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/79a238eJ
First Edit:      Saturday 18th of February 2017 09:20:51 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 18th of February 2017 09:20:51 PM CDT

>Holy shit you want to kiss this mare!
>It seems that not only has Applejack decided to share some ridiculously good cider with you, but also took the time to make you some dinner, bake you a pie, and now is sharing some stories from her past.
>You have never felt more welcome to be anywhere by anyone. Not even family!
>”And then I whipped out my old tamer’s chair and wrangled that darn beast right into a trap!”
>Applejack is sitting with you at the kitchen table while the pie cools in the windowsill.
>”It’s tail got caught in the fork of a tree and then one of it’s heads got its teeth stuck in a tree!
>She makes an exaggerated whacking motion with her hoof letting off a clop.
“That is really badass AJ! I don't think that I would have had it in me to fight off a weird three headed uhh thing.”
>Her voice takes a bashful tone as she speaks.
>”Aww shucks I was just trying to save my sister. I think anypony would do the same in my position.”
>Your experience in the morgue has taught you that, that certainly is not the case, but you don't let your doubt show.
>I'm really glad that you were able to save little. . .
>”Applebloom.”
“Applebloom! I remembered!”
>Both are spoken at the same time.
>She smirks
>”Sure ya did.”
>She says as she saunters off to check the pie.
“I really did! Honest!”
>You can hear her cute little chuckle.
>A warm smile adorns your face.
>You know, it has been a really long time since you have felt this at peace. Considering your job, your lack of a social life, and distance of your family, it really wasn't much of a surprise that you were stressed out all the time.
>But right here and right now, you feel. . .
>”Pie’s ready everypony! Big Mac get granny in here.”
>You release a content laugh.
>Yeah you could stay here forever.
>Your thoughts of tranquility are harshly blown away by reality all too quickly.
>”What in the hay is going on!?”
>You stand to get a better view outside.
>Armored ponies and a lot of them with each carrying a spear.
“Applejack what is going on?!”
>”I don't know sugercube, but I intend on finding out.”
>What? She is going to confront them?!
>She has bolted out the door before you could say a word.
“Damn it! Applejack get back here!”
>Your only response is the sound of talking outside.
>Not wanting your friend to have to face a small army alone, you cautiously step outside.
>You see at least twenty soldiers, along with your friend standing in the grass in front of Applejack’s home.
>Upon seeing you the soldiers started shoving Applejack behind them with the poles of their spears.
>”Ow that hurts! Knock it off!”
>Applejack is resisting and suddenly you hear a yelp escape her and see red flow from her.
>When you saw that happen, you just reacted.
>Now maybe it was the alcohol in the cider or maybe it was the heroic tales that Applejack was telling you earlier.
>You decided to attack those ponies. Twenty armed and armored soldiers.