"Brotime - Chapter 3"
By Albert_Reginald (https://pastebin.com/u/Albert_Reginald)

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Created on: Friday 13th of April 2012 03:22:57 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Monday 26 of October 2020 03:33:39 AM UTC


>You approach Big Mac and both you and Spike greet him
>"Hey you two. Anon, go on and carry the bushels ah already bucked to the cellar." Big Mac states plainly as he bucks another tree
>He doesn't seem to pay much mind to you other than the greeting
>But you know Big Macintosh. That's just his work ethic speaking
>You quickly make your way to the section of trees Macintosh finished and pick up a bushel
>And so begins the long day of work
>Honestly though, it really didn't feel all that long
>You had your dragon bro to keep you company and lift your spirits when you got tired
>At one point he even had you laughing the whole way to the cellar
>A tiring, but overall easy day of work
>You carry the last bushel down the steps to the cellar as Spike waits above
>The moment right after you set down the bushel, you hear the cellar door close and hooves trotting down the steps
>Luckily there are one or two candles lit so it's not -completely- dark. It's still pretty damn dark though
>You know what's coming
>There's a sliver of hope that somep0ny came in here to organize or something
>Or they just wanted to talk in private
>You just hope it's not another rape attempt
>"Ah knew ah'd findja here, Anon."

NOPE
>The inevitable has come
>You turn around to see the earth p0ny who has come here for one reason and one reason only
>Rape, rape and more rape
>With a side order of rape
>And some rape for desert
>Okay, enough of that
>You need to think quickly to get out of this with your manhood intact 
"C'mon, Applejack. I'm sure Granny Smith and Big Mac are wondering where I'm at. I carried the last bushel here already."
>You motion towards the bushel mentioned
>Applejack scoffs while slowly making her way towards you
>"No they ain't. Ah asked Mac where ya were and he said ya should be in here. He thinks ah just need a word with ya."
>Well there goes that plan
>You don't have time to think of another as Applejack charges you and knocks you down, pinning your arms to the ground
"Get off!"
>"Not 'til ah get what ah've been waitin' for!"
>The bitch planned this shit
>Suddenly you hear a loud banging on the cellar door
>Applejack looks back to the door
>You see your opportunity and raise your legs to shove Applejack off of you
>You buck her flank as hard as you can with your knees, flipping her on her back behind you
>A second later you're scrambling up the steps to the cellar door
>It's darker here than it is deeper in the cellar
>You attempt to push the door open, only to notice the door's boarded up
>You lift the board off of its hinges
>Unfortunately you don't have enough time to open it as Applejack charges you again, sending you through the cellar doors and onto the surface

>You seem to find yourself flat on your face a lot recently
>"Anon. You okay?"
>You get up and dust yourself off
>Spike and Big Mac are standing in front of you with confused looks
"Yeah, I'm fine."
>"Hold up a second, Anon. Ah'll be right back."
>Big Mac, sensing what's just happened, walks into the cellar and closes it behind him
>You and Spike press your ears to the cellar door
>The sounds of an angry big brother can be heard 
>Big Macintosh. What a bro
>"I kinda knew something was up when Applejack closed the door."
"So you called Big Mac?"
>"Yep" he says with a smile
"I owe you one, bro."
>A few moments later Applejack comes out of the cellar with her head hung low; Big Mac following
>He stops next to you and waits for Applejack to get inside the house
>"Ah'm sorry ya had ta deal with this, Anon."
"It's cool, Mac. I got Spike here to watch my back."
>"Good ta know yer covered. Means ah don't gotta look out fer yer flank constantly."
>The three of you share a laugh
>Big Macintosh invites you and Spike inside for dinner
>At the mention of food, both your stomachs answer for you
>Another laugh is shared
>Definitely some good feels up in here

>You three enter the Apple family household
>Granny Smith and Applebloom greet you as you sit at the table
>You sit across from Granny Smith and next to Spike, who is sitting next to Applebloom
>Big Mac and Applejack are sitting across from Spike and Applebloom
>A large feast of apple-themed confections is spread across the table
>It only causes your stomach to grumble even more
>During the meal you engage in conversation with Big Mac and Granny Smith, which leads to Granny Smith telling you the story about how Ponyville was made
>You've heard it already, but you don't care. It gets better with each telling.
>Granny Smith ends her story with her first Zap Apple harvest
>You've yet to taste the apparently incredible jam 
>Surprising, seeing as you've been here for more than a year
>You notice Spike hasn't been speaking much
>You finish your apple fritter and look to Spike who seems to be chatting it up with Applebloom
>A smile slowly forms on your lips as you see how intently Applebloom's listening to Spike

>After finishing the fantastic meal, thankfully with no suggestive looks from Applejack, you and Spike thank the Apple family for dinner and head out
>You walk down the path, Spike following close behind
>"Hey, Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>You turn around and see Spike beckoning you closer
>You kneel down to him and he jumps on your shoulder
>You then continue on the path to Ponyville
>"What do you think of Applebloom?"
"Applebloom? Well I don't really know seeing as we barely talk. She seems nice."
>"Yeah, she really does..."
>Spike trails off
"No freaking way."
>"What?"
>You smile big and even start laughing a little bit
>"What? What is it?"
"You have a thing for Applebloom, don't you?"
>"No! I do-"
"Yeah you do! You can't hide it from me, bro."
>"Oh yeah? And what makes you think I do?!"
>You can hear a slight tremble in his voice
"Well you were chatting up a storm with her during dinner. That, and you just asked me what I thought of her."
>"Ugh! Just leave it alone, alright?!"
>He turns around on your shoulder, facing behind you
"Aww c'mon, Spike."
>He's silent
>You get into Ponyville and pass Sugarcube Corner on the way to Twilight's
"Spiiiike..."
>He's still silent
"I was just messing with you dude. I'm sorry. Look man, I'm glad you found someone your own age you're interested in. I don't want to bring up bad feelings or anything, but I felt pretty bad when Rarity...y'know."
>"Yeah...I know."

>When Spike finally asked out Rarity, it wasn't exactly a happy ending. In fact, it was the exact opposite
>Rarity, being the attention-loving cunt she is, always thought Spike's crush was cute
>But when Spike wanted more than just cute she explained in brutal detail what p0nies would think of a p0ny and a dragon dating, let alone one that was much younger than her
>This put Rarity on your bad side
>Needless to say, Spike was crushed
"Hey, cheer up man! I can tell she likes you, too."
>You make it to the library and stop outside
>"Huh? Really?! How can you tell?"
"Well she was listening to whatever you were saying pretty intently. And she was smiling the whole time."
>"Wow, I didn't notice."
"And that's what you have me for!"
>You both laugh and head inside the library
>Twilight asks you about your day and you have some nice conversation over tea
>Spike is already laying in bed, out like a light
>Twilight apologizes about the rude awakening this morning
>"I was just tired after the trip to Canterlot."
>You wave a hand dismissively after a sip of tea
"It's fine. I did kinda throw your organized shelves outta whack."
>She smiles and finishes her tea
"I forgot to ask you, Twilight. What did you need to go to Canterlot for, anyway?"
>"Princess Celestia wanted a report in person."
"Mind if I ask what the report was about?"
>"Well, it was about you."
>Makes sense
>The last time you saw the Princess was when you first arrived
>After much observation on Twilight's part, she insisted you go with her to Canterlot
>It was during this trip that Spike warmed up to you and accepted your friendship
>It only makes sense that after a few years she'd want an update on your status
>You nod and finish your tea
>Twilight yawns "Well, it's pretty late. I'm going to bed."
>She levitates your cup and hers to the kitchen
"Night, Twilight."
>"Goodnight, Anon."
>You exit the library and head home

>You make it inside, thankfully with no rape attempts
>You lock your door and walk upstairs
>You then get undressed and jump into bed
>You sigh heavily as the process begins yet again

How did I get here?
Why was I brought here?
What am I doing here?
What is my future here?
Where is here?
Where is my family?
Are they worried about me?
Do they even still exist?

Is this my home now?

>The questions cloud your thoughts
>You drift off in a sea of doubt