Title:           The Coroner Part 7
Author:          CelestialOrigin
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First Edit:      Tuesday 1st of March 2016 10:37:02 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 14th of February 2017 09:26:32 AM CDT

>Be the wild and free Applejack.
>”You know what? That actually sounds pretty nice.”
>Hmm, he actually accepted your offer.
>Poor fella looks mighty tuckered out.
“Well follow me. We aren't too far away.”
>”Good, I don't know how much farther I can walk.”
>You can hear him drag his feet behind you as he walks.
“Say, who was chasing you? You're acting like a unicorn after the running of the leaves.” You say with a little chuckle.
>He sighs a little before answering.
>”I don't really know. Honestly, they ran into my legs and I fell and squished them. They were okay and I didn't want some angry parents to attack me so I bolted and they started chasing me.”
“That's actually pretty funny. I guess the little Colt in you took over huh?.”
>He pauses for a second.
>”Hey! By the way, do you think you could tell me where I am and maybe what exactly you are? I don't think I have ever seen anything quite like you.”
>Stopping for a second you look him in the eye.
>Well he ain't fibbin’. How can that be? Ponies have been just about everywhere.
“You must be a real shut in to not know what a pony is. Where ya from anyway?”
>He stretches a bit and starts walking a bit faster.
>”New York City”
>Hmm I wonder where that is. Maybe a Taurian city?
”I've never heard of New York City. You must be a foreigner, right?”
>”Hey what is this area called?”
>He didn't answer your question.
“You mean my farm or the town?”
>”The town I guess.”
>You try to subtlety scan his face trying to figure out what he is feeling.
>You aren't getting much.
“Well the town is called Ponyville and my name is Applejack by the way.” You say while looking up at him and giving a smile.
>”Anonymous, nice to meet you. Although I don't recall asking for your name.”
>Okay that was kind of rude.
“Well aren't you just a bundle of joy.”
>He responds with a glare. Which you respond to with a glare of your own.
>The two of you glare at one another for a few seconds before you notice a small smile creep across his face.
>He’s planning something.
>He suddenly stops glaring at you and adopts a smooth tone of voice.
>”You know, you’re kind of cute when you're mad.”
>Oh he’s gonna play that game is he?
>You dramatically stop and look at him with wide eyes before immediately looking down.
“W-what? You think I'm cute?”
>You hear him chuckle.
>”Oh yeah, you are just adorable!”
>You wiggle around a little bit, giving your best Fluttershy impersonation.
“W-well you know what I think!”
>”What's that sweetie?”
>He starts cupping his ear with his paw.
>Time to lay it on thick.
>You press your body against his leg and look up at him.
“I think that maybe we should skip the cider.”
>”And do what?”
>Oh he’s good. Most colts start to back track by now.
>”Maybe you could show me around your bedroom.”
>Nice try, but you'll have to do better than that.
“I've never been with a stallion before. You'll be gentle right?
>”Oh of course. You do have protection right?”
>W-wait is he being serious?
“Uhh. . .”
>”Aww that's too bad.”
>Your cheeks turn a shade of red.
>He has a victorious look on his face.
“Oh you are such a tease!”
>You give him a little punch to the thigh.
>He starts chuckling pretty hard.
>”You ponies are actually pretty fun to mess with. Now about that cider.”