Just Blink
Digital_Hex
Chapter Eleven
I reappeared a few paces from Applejack's cart, startling the poor mare.
"Blink? What're ya doin' back here?" she asked, not in anger or anything of that sort but in more confusion than anything else. I hope she wasn't afraid I was going to buy more apples... Or secretly glad. Whatever floats her boat, I suppose.
"I was wondering if I could get a job on the farm, actually," I told her.
She was shocked, to say the least, but I could see the relief in her eyes.
"Ya caught the bug yesterday, didn'cha?" she said.
"The what-"
"Yeah, ya caught the bug!" she interrupted, chuckling to herself. I decided to keep my mouth shut. Twilight sure had some weird friends.
"We'd love the extra help, sugar cube. Seein' as ya all but bought us out-" she motioned towards the nearly empty cart of apples. I hadn't realized that she really had sold nearly her entire cart to me. Shouldn't she carry a bit more than a hundred apples, though?-
"- Ah suppose I could jus' go ahead and take ya down to the farm now. The work we've got for ya is pretty much the same as yesterday, ya think yer up to it?" she asked.
In my mind, it was a challenge.
"Sure thing," I said, slightly adopting a southern drawl of my own to match her. She chuckled, picking out my horrible imitation accent quickly. Did I mention it was horrible?
"Aw, aren'tcha a sweet one? Complainin' 'bout the work one day then good ta go the next! Yer a keeper, yes ya are!" she chuckled away to herself as she trotted away from the cart. I raised an eyebrow and turned after Applejack.
"Uh... aren't you forgetting something?" I asked her, pointing a hoof at the unattended vendor's cart.
"Naw, Granny Smith's got it! Ain't that right, Granny?" Applejack called from over her shoulder.
"You go have fun with yer friends now, Applejack!"
I turned in shock to the voice immediately next to me. A green elderly mare with a bun of gray mane atop her head rested casually on a walker, giving me a supportive (read: suggestive) wink.
"A strong one, I see," she cackled.
I panicked and shouted out "SEEYOUATTHEFARM!" to Applejack before blinking to Sweet Apple Acres.
Around ten minutes later, Applejack came a-strollin' along onto the farm, greeting me with a tip of her hat like her crazy granny hadn't just scared the mana out of me.
"Howdy," she chirped while trotting past me, nose held high. I snorted.
"Been waitin' for you," I said, once again trying to nail that southern accent. I did a little better that time.
"Well now ah'm waitin' on you!" she announced as she skipped on towards the barn. I rolled my eyes and followed her in.
A heavy thud told me that was a mistake.
I looked over my shoulders to see the cringe-worthy plow back again, securely fastened to my shoulders.
"Greeeaaat..." I drawled, huffing slightly.
And with that, my day had begun.
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With a huff and a groan, I slid into the hot springs, groaning in pleasure as the warmth blissfully enveloped me in a steamy hug of orgasmic proportions- oh dear, that was pretty descriptive, huh? My point exactly.
Letting my muscles uncurl, I looked up into the moonlight that surrounded me, the stars twinkling in the sky. The sun had set long before Applejack had cut me loose, and I was almost certain midnight had passed by the time she allowed me to leave. Allowed was actually the appropriate term here, as I was now officially employed by the Apple family. Apparently two days of hard work fulfilled both the interview and contract, I guess. Anyhow, Applejack had given me the following day off, so I could spend as much tiem here as I desired. Goody, goody!
I took a deep breath in, filling my nostrils with the sweet scent of pine and apples. Soon it would just be pine. And then, in twelve days, it would only be apple. The night after, pine. Such sweet surety. I love knowing the facts.
I stayed like that for at least an hour, feeling the tension melt off of my coat. I was alone the entire night, to my delight. I did NOT want to start having any more incestuous thoughts running through my mind.
As time drifted away, I knew I would have to leave my heavenly place of comfort and return to the library eventually. Groaning like a foal, I drug myself from the spring and with a casual flick of my horn appeared in my room at the library. Giving a mighty leap into the air, I landed on my bed with an undignified "hmmph!"
In ten seconds flat, I was out cold.
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The next morning I woke up surprisingly pleasantly. I was fully expecting to be sore from the day of work I'd done before, but was actually quite fine after it. After swiftly popping my back, I teleported myself into the kitchen. The kitchen was... empty. Not a sign of life from before me, so I assumed Spike and Twilight were probably still asleep. Deciding that I would have made too much noise preparing myself a morning meal while simultaneously trying to find everything to make one, I decided to simply nab an apple from the full cart I'd brought in the day before and took a deliciously generous bite out of it, savoring the sweet juice that flowed from the tender meat.
'Twas delicious.
I quickly blinked back to my room, grabbing my bits bag with my pitiful magic and managing to sling it around the nub I called my horn (cry) before blinking back into the kitchen. Slowly trotting out of the kitchen and into the main room, I noticed a large stack of books haphazardly lying about the floor, as if they had been abandoned mid-read. I paid no further attention to them and quickly popped outside the door, still munching contently on my tasty fruity treat while I began a pleasantly silent stroll through Ponyville.
Don't get me wrong, Twilight was a wonderful guide, great in fact. It's just, I enjoyed the peace and quiet of wandering the village by myself, too. Many days were passed when I was younger simply by trotting around Anville all alone, crossing the same intersections over and over, getting lost in the maze I already had memorized the route of. It was repetitive, but I found it fun. The trotting was what really entertained me. There just wasn't anything like getting some glorious exercise simply from putting one hoof in front of the oth-
"OOF!" I cried out as I was tackled from the side.
This day was going to be great. I could feel it.
Namely in my kidney.
