Spaghetti Sparkle 19 - Applejack and the Plan

Spaghetti Sparkle 19

 

Previous Chapters:

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For the uninitiated, half of Spaghetti Sparkle also takes place on:

DeviantART: http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/

 

>wake up from a Fluttershy induced coma

>Rainbow has been taking care of you

>what a bro

>you scramble out of bed to check Twilight's deviantART journal

>RD:"Whoa there buddy, not so fast!"

>she's right, your legs ache like hell

>you haven't eaten properly for over 24 hours

>you fall to the ground because you're not prepared for your leg weakness

>ow

 

>Rainbow Dash helps you up and flies you to your computer

>you get to Twilight's DeviantART page

>she's drawn a poorly rendered version of your confession at her window

>dawwww

>you check her journal

>she says that Fluttershy has been taking care of her

>she also understands, through much convincing on the part of whiteknights, that she deserves you as a boyfriend

>wait... she has whiteknights?

>hold the phone... she also has a ton of internet suitors

>they're all probably trolls who want to get laid

>Twilight's fully rejecting them

>good filly

 

 

>you notice Rainbow Dash has been reading over your shoulder

Hey!

>RD:"It's public. Isn't it?"

>it is

*sigh*

>you feel kind of uncomfortable having information like this public

>especially since you know that all, if not most, of your neighbors are human-fetishists tracking your every move

>speaking of

 

Rainbow, are you a human-fetishist?

>RD:"Well, duh! Are you retarded or something?"

Do you have a... tulpa?

>RD:"Um... have you even met me?"

Right.

>RD:"Listen Anon. Human-fetishism is only one of my MANY fetishes. It isn't a lifestyle. At least it shouldn't be."

Fluttershy?

>RD:"I was more thinking of Blossomforth, but yeah. Her too I guess."

What should I say to Twilight about her tulpa?

>RD:"I don't really know... I just know that she needs you, man. Go see her."

>you smirk

When did you become such a touchy-feely filly?

>RD:"What does being loyal have to do with being touchy-feely?"

>your smile melts into confusion

What?

>she smirks

 

 

>you're in front of the Sparkle residence once again

>you see Spike hanging-out just outside the door

Hey Spike! You came to wish Twilight well?

>Spike:"Oh nonononono. I'll probably never go in that house again. Too many memories."

Then... What'cha up to?

>Spike:"Rarity's inside. Fluttershy came over and said that Twilight wanted a make-over."

>you suddenly see Fluttershy fly in from the distance into Twilight's window

I thought they were--

>Spike:"Fluttershy was just getting Twilight's new prescription glasses. All that screen-watching really did a number on her eyes. I remember when she first got glasses. I remember..."

>he trails off

>classic PTSD

>you need to get him thinking of something else

>you shake him by the shoulder

Hey. HEY! Buddy! Friendo! Snap out of it!

>it's not working, you use your last resort

>you lean in and whisper to him

I had sex with Rarity.

>Spike:"AHH!! WHAT?? AHHH! NO! WHAT??!!"

I-- no dude, I was... no listen! I was just joking! Calm down! That's right...yep... that's right. Deep breaths. Theeerre we go. You have some issues, man.

 

 

>you assume the door is unlocked

>you assumed wrong, motherfucker

>you bang on the door

TWILIGHT!!

>Rarity opens the door

Oh! Thanks Rarity. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll just--

>she blocks you from going in

>what_the_fuck_man.jpg

>Rarity's giving you the biggest grin

>her eyes are glistening

>Rarity:"Oh, Dahling! This is really-- very romantic, but I can't let you in quite yet~♥

>you're unamused

Why?

>Rarity:"Well... your little purple honey-pie is STILL sick! I know, QUITE ghastly if you ask me~ But, she's getting better with every passing day. She also has somewhat of an imganinary friend? Problem?

>she turns her head into Twilight's house and yells

>Rarity:"WHAT WAS THAT THING CALLED FLUTTERSHY?"

>pause

>Rarity:"Ah yess... a "tulpa". She's working -very- hard in ridding it, you see. It'll just take some time. We looked on the internet and somep0ny said it may take over TWO WEEKS!! Can you believe it?"

Two weeks is too long. Let me see her now.

>Rarity swoons

>Rarity:"If ONLY somep0ny I knew were so charming and bluntly romantic♥! You're SUCH a rogue Anon, you never used to be this way~ Now I'm just a little jealous of Twilight."

But--

>Rarity:"Oh! Look at me! Just gabbing the day away and wasting our time. There's -work- to do. Especially with those -atrociously- unmanicured hoofs of Twilight's. Toodles~!"

>the door magically slams in your face

 

*sigh*

This is taking too long.

>if it takes two weeks, you'll miss the Canterlot Anime-con

>you can't let that happen

>you bite the bullet and head over to Applejack's new house (the mayor's mansion)

 

 

>you creep toward Applejack's place cautiously, not wanting to encounter her dog

>you're sweating, holy shit

>you nervously knock on the door

>you hear hoofsteps

>it's Applejack

>whew

 

>AJ:"Hey sugarcube, what's wrong?"

isyourdogaroundIcanteventhinkholyshitwhereisit??

>AJ:"'scuse me?

YOUR DOG!!! WHERE!??

>AJ:"Oh, Winona wasn't very happy livin' in such closed spaces. I sent her back ta the orchard."

oh thank god!

>AJ:"Yer afraid a dogs, aintch'ya Anon?"

NO SHIT!

>she giggles

>it's not funny, man

>AJ:"Hahaha! Come on in, sugarcube. I got some apple-tea you should try."

>you shuffle into her new house

 

>her house already smells like apple-cinnamon

>this mare doesn't waste time

>she knocked down the garden that was in the backyard and replaced it with a little baby apple-orchard

>it warms your heart to know that she can still be nostalgic about something at Sweet Apple Acres

>figures it would be the hard work of apple-bucking

>Applejack has had a hard life

>she deserved success and you took it away

>you feel like an asshole

>you are an asshole

 

>you both sit down for tea

>she's slurping hers down like it's going out of style

>you don't even notice since you're thinking about other things

>you struggle to not tell her the truth about her hacked muzzlebook account

>you don't know if she'll detect it, since she's the Element of Honesty

>you start to sweat again

>god damn it, this isn't how we hide lies! You've betrayed me sweat glands!

 

 

>AJ:"You sure yer okay? I did tell ya Winona ain't around right?"

No no no, it's just this tea is really hot.

>good catch

>AJ:"Nah."

>DAMN IT

>AJ:"What's botherin' you is much more intense. Ah can tell, sugarcube."

>your eyes dart around

>she gives you a stern look

>AJ:"Out with it!"

Uh... Twilight, my special somep0ny, is--

>AJ:"YEEHAW! You? And Twilight? Now THAT is a hoot and a holler! I'm soo happy fer ya!"

Well, that's the thing... see... she's not doing so well right now. She became really reclusive and I'm trying to help her out of it. What's more, she won't see me right now on account of... circumstance."

>Applejack almost slams her tea on the table

>AJ:"Now THAT is a shame! What kinda circumstance?"

She... uh... how do I explain this? She has a tulpa, which is--

>AJ:"Oh I know what that is, sugarcube."

>not you too

>AJ:"But how does a little flower have business comin' between two young lovers such as yerselves?"

No no no. Not a Tulip. A tulpa. It's like an imaginary friend, but more real or something.

>you could cut the silence with a knife

>she bursts into laughter

>AJ:"Ya--hahahaha--ya can't compete with a-- what was it? Tulipa? Hahahaha! Na that's the silliest thin' I ever heard!

>feelsbadman_sadfrog.jpg

 

 

It's serious!

>her laughs die down

And it's not a competition. I think Twilight has some serious delusions that need dispelling. I need your help.

>AJ:"Dispellin'? I ain't no unicorn bud. Maybe mah new best bud Rarity--"

I wasn't talking about magic. I was talking about your friendship. She needs you. You used to be such good friends. Could you at least go see her?

>she looks nervous

>AJ:"M-maybe magic IS the answer. Couldn't Twilight just--"

She can't use magic.

>this floors Applejack

>AJ:"Ahm so sorry, ah didn't know-- I..."

Just go see her.

 

>fifteen minutes pass

>after the most silent tea-party with Applejack, the silence is broken

>AJ:"I'll do ya one better Anon. Here's the plan..."

 

~~~END PART 19~~~