The harassment chronicles
Apprehensive Applejack

RJ was a simple young man. He was born and raised in West Virginia, spending all his life as a farmer with his family. He, like many humans had come to Equestria for the much more plentiful opportunities, although the family had fallen on hard times spending much of their money to obtain Equestrian citizenship. As a result, they spent a large portion of their time hastily building their farm back and replanting their crops. Some days RJ would work for 8 hours straight without water in the blazing sun, having to use a hoe seeing how using a horse and plow in this world might be considered… well strange. In no time he was sun burned and exhausted, with months of work still ahead of him. The family seemed on the brink of bankruptcy before the small town that they usually went to for market graciously donated profits from some Halloween festival to save them from going under. As well, some ponies that owned and apple orchard up the hill assisted them as well. They were good folks, Applejack Big Mac and on occasion a little filly named Applebloom.

This had been going on for a good year or so, the apples dear family friends as the two groups often visited and help one and other in times of need. RJ had recently turned 18, the Apple family of course attended the party and had themselves a good time. Sharing cider, beer and cake all around. RJ himself had a good time, except for one bothering thing that he couldn't shake even after he had gone to bed that night. Applejack seemed completely hell bent on getting as touchy feely with him as possible. The though still sticking with him as he woke that morning, heading downstairs early for the breakfast that was already made.

"Mornin son." His ragged Dad greeted, sipping black coffee and reading the town newspaper.

"Mornin Pa…" RJ greeted back tiredly, already dressed for work as he grabbed a mug of coffee, sitting opposite of his father at the small table. Plates of eggs, grits and bacon were placed before him by his rather portly mother, her giving him the obligatory kiss on the cheek.

"Mornin ma little man!" She squeaked, making RJ smile as he grabbed a fork. He as technically an adult on Earth, even Equestrian standards deemed him an adult male at 18. He felt rather good for his achievement, the fact that being labeled with a number now actually meant something outside of whether or not he could go see a certain movie or buy a certain video game.

"Mornin ma." He said through a mouthful of food, eating it rather slowly as he anticipated a hard day at work. He didn't LIKE working, but he didn't mind it by now. It was a necessary evil that kept him and his family fed, but it did start to wear on his young body, he hadn't had a vacation or a day off since he had come here. Even with the Apple's generous help.

"Applejack called fer ta this mornin RJ."

"Really now?" He asked his Dad, wondering what he was getting at.

"Askin if you were awake."

"You get the reason why?"

"Nnnnnope." RJ gave a confused look, interrupted with the sound of his two brothers coming down the stairs noisily.

"Happy day! The little runt finally grew up to be a little man!" Yelled his first brother Tim, patting his shoulder roughly as his second brother finished off his coffee for him.

"Mornin to ya'll too." RJ groaned, finishing his breakfast before someone ended stealing it. It was true he was the smallest in the family, the word runt was in his name even. They were supposed to call him "James". But instead they tagged runt first and just called him RJ. Rip off of the century but he had no one to actually complain to about it. His brothers were the complete opposite however. Both were tall, handsome and muscular, half the time not even having to show ID for cider in the town shop. RJ was stuck still looking like he did when he was 15 at 5 foot 3 and puny.

Not all was bad though, he was pretty sure he now had a certain orange walking talking horse monster out to get her hands on him. Of course he didn't like ponies, Applejack was something like 25 years old, 8 inches taller than him and not to mention strong enough to rip him in half. But before he could complete his thought the phone started ringing, his mother picking it up in the kitchen.

"Harvey residence can ah help you? … well good mornin Applejack… why yes he's right here." She turned to RJ and covered the bottom of the phone.

"It's Applejack." She said to RJ nonchalantly. He gave a bit of a weird look, remembering that she had called earlier as he got up anyway. He took the phone from his Mother and held it to his ear.

"This RJ?" Came Applejack's quick, somewhat excited voice, beating him to the greeting.

"Um… yes ma'am. This is RJ." He said rather unsurely, swearing he could hear her breath getting heavier.

"Well good, I was just callin ta wish ya happy birthday little man! Never got a chance ta tell ya last night." She said happily, RJ swearing he remembered the opposite.

"That's very kind of you ma'am… but ah thought you were at ma party."

"Ah know that sugar cube, ah just wanted a chance to say it to ya personally and not have ta sing it to ya." She said with a giddy giggle and a squeak, her tone strangely playful.

"Well… thank you ma'am. I appre-"

"And don't call me "ma'am" no more. Yur a man now and you call me AJ from now on." She said, her voice getting breathier as she spoke. RJ recoiled a bit from the phone, her sounding like she was whispering directly into his ear.

"Alright then… "AJ". Ah'll keep that in mind now." He was about to hang up, taking the phone off his ear and moving It to the receiver, only stopped by a sudden noise coming from the phone.

"Also, ah was wonderin if ya'll still played that guitar Mac got ya a few years ago."

"Ah um… ah still do."

"Can ya play somethin real pretty?"

"Ah'm sure ah could think of somethin or other to-"

"If ya'll can play then I'd be tickled if ya'll came to Applebloom's birthday next month."

"Ya mean the family right?"

"Just you is fine sugar cube. Ah don't mean to offend but yur brothers are a bit too rowdy to have round at a little filly's party." She reasoned, her voice articulate and quick as if she had thought about this whole thing long before calling.

"What about ma parents?"

"Yur a big boy. Ya'll don't need Mommy and Daddy to take ya to a party with friends now do ya?" She questioned a bit sharply with him, almost as if she was accusing him of some crime. Not to have his new found manliness brought into question, he quickly retorted.

"O-of course not! I ain't no little kid!" He defended with vigor, making AJ giggle to herself.

"Alright, alright spitfire. Ah believe ya. Just be here on the 20th next month handsome, don't forget the guitar." She said the last bit far too sexually to not draw attention, but hung up long before RJ could address it. With a horribly confused look on his face he hung up, returning to his breakfast.

"What she want?" Asked his Dad.

"She wanted me to come play guitar at Applebloom's birthday next month." He said rather quietly, wolfing down the remainder of his breakfast.

"We invited?" Tim asked from the other side of the table, munching on his bacon hungrily.

"She specifically said ya'll weren't allowed to come along."

"Well why the hell not?" Questioned Tim sharply, his anger beginning to show.

"Miss AJ said you been too rowdy last time ya'll spent time at the farm."

"Too rowdy? What about ma and pa?"

"They ain't comin either." He answered smartly, standing up and bringing his plate to the sink, cleaning it as his mother and father shot him bewildered looks.

"Why aren't we invited?" Ask his mother with a sad face, her hands rubbing together nervously.

"Miss Applejack said she just wanted me ta come. Ahm not entirely sure why that's just how it is." He answered matter of factly, heading towards the door to get his work boots.

"But… we aint done nothin wrong. Why can't we come along if our little boy's goin?"

"Dorris he isn't a little boy anymore. Our RJ's a man now and if he's being invited to parties on his own that ain't our business." He said as he closed his paper and followed after his son, whispering in his ear.

"Applejack say whether Applebloom want ya or she wanted ya?"

"Ahm sure she said it was her." He whispered, hunched over by his dad as both tied their boots.

"Hm… ah think she likes ya." He said with a smile, lightly punching RJ's arm.

"Come on Dad, Miss AJ's somethin like 25 years old. Ahm still in highschool."

"Gotta start somewhere RJ. If yur not thrilled a pretty young pony girl with land likes ya ahm not sure what kicked ya in the head when we were raisin ya but it must've been pretty harsh." He said with a chuckle, standing up with him and heading out into the seemingly everlasting summer sun for the day's work.

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After another grueling day of maintaining the large stretch of land and crops RJ was able to sit down by the large tree and carve at his piece of wood. He carefully and skillfully shaved off tiny pieces of wood on his example, intent on creating a chain of one piece to baffle young children. His knife was wickedly sharp, him having just sharpened it the night before. His wrist glided back and forth to move the blade gently and smoothly across the wood, the rough shape of the two loups with only a slight connection in the middle. He examined it over and thought about his next move, something catching his ear and drawing his attention to behind him.

"Howdy there RJ." Came a happy, female voice that was slowly approaching. He turned around and looked to the looming orangey figure just coming over the hill.

"Evening Miss-er… AJ." He answered back, tucking his knife away. She approached him with a bit of a shaking gate, her hips swaying back and forth until she sat down right next to him. Close enough to bump shoulders.

"How ya doin sugarcube?" She asked quietly, leaning in to come in close enough to let her breath hit against his neck.

"Oh um… ya know… widdlin a little." He said nervously, AJ smiling and even giggling a little.

"Whatchya widdlin there?"

"Oh um… just a chain or somethin. Nothin real complicated." He answered back quietly, her nose a little too close for comfort as she was taller than him even when she was sitting.

"Mind if ah see it?"

"Well… ah don't see why not." He said nervously, handing it to her as she took it. She examined it thoroughly, her grin nod fading the entire time as she gave him an impressed look.

"Nice chain. How long ya been workin on it?"

"About… a month." He stuttered at her piercing green eyes, tempted to not look directly into them.

"Somethin botherin ya sugar cube?" She asked, still holding her grin as she stared him down. He turned his face away from her, not really liking where this was going.

"Uh… no. Course not. Just a little tired from workin all day."

"Ah know the feelin… ah also know the perfect way to relax after a hard day."

"Y-… ya do?" He questioned quietly, her hand moving from her lap to his, rubbing the side of his thigh.

"It might be a bit of a different method from how yur used to, but ah guarantee it'll make ya feel better." She now said breathily, her hand moving to between his legs and pressing against his crotch. His eyes almost popped directly out of his skull as she handled his nethers, her open palm pushing against him in increments of intensity.

"Ah! What in the name of hell are you doin?!" He barked as he bolted upright, blushing hard and looking down at the newly surprised mare. She still held his carving, giving him a devious smile as she was still relaxed against the tree.

"Aren't you just a little firecracker?" She said with a giggle, moving her hand back to the piece of wood in her lap.

"Miss Applejack ah appreciate the affection but this isn't somethin ma family takes lightly." He reasoned, his face red as Big Mac as he dusted himself off, his crotch tingling with the strange sensation of her rubbing.

"Come on RJ, yur not a little boy anymore it's time to start actin like a man." She still held her mischievous grin, her ears folded back and her legs spread slightly.

"Look… ah-ah need time to think about it. This kinda just came right out of nowhere." He said with a sigh, finally able to stand straight and think. AJ seemed unfazed, insistent on obtaining her prize whether he liked it or not.

"Don't tell me a nice, handsome man like doesn't wanna get hot with a pretty mare like me RJ. Any other stallion would be just beggin to be where you are right now." She stood up and dusted off her pants, taking a step closer to him.

"Ahm not sayin you aren't pretty… just that ah don't think ahm ready fur… adult kinda things like that just yet." He was still blushing, drawing a small laugh from AJ as she began to take a small walk around him and undressing him with her intense stare.

"Well… alright then. Ah suppose ah can give ya a little bit of time to think about it." She said with a sigh, running a hand across his shoulders and tickling his chin.

"Ah think I'll hold on ta this though." She said with a wink, taking his carving and stuffing it down into her bosom.

"H-hey! That's mine!" He gasped, a worried look painting his face as he looked right down into her large orange rack.

"You can have it back. If ya reach for it." She said with a sexual mew, crossing her arms under her boobs and raising them upwards. Her large bosom presented itself rather nicely, the two masses hanging over her arms due to their own weight. RJ didn't think he could blush anymore, but his head felt as if it were about to burst from the bubbling he felt in his stomach.

"But… but ah thought you weren't supposed to touch those less you were married."

"What's the worst that could happen sugar cube? The world ain't gonna blow up if you touch em." She said cleverly, shaking them back and forth to tantalize him further.

"Ah… um… ah've never touched a… boob before."

"No need to be nervous, they don't bite." She giggled at his ignorance, his cute, bewildered look turning her on more than anything she'd ever experienced before. RJ slowly lifted his hand upwards and toward her, his fingers recoiling as they approached the small divide between her warm boobs. AJ bit her lip as his fingers slowly pushed into her shirt, the warm, firm shape of his knuckles pressing into the side of her plush breast.

"How's it feel?" She asked with a breath, the tingling sensation of being touched running down her spine and making her shiver.

"It… it feels kinda weird."

"Good weird?"

"Ahm not sure…" He pushed in further, moving his fingers about to try and find his carving, his wrist the only thing above the threshold of her bosom. She squeaked and giggled as he searched about, his eyes trained on the pair of staring bulbs coming from her plaid shirt. He was getting nowhere really fast, digging around in what seemed like a never ending realm of fuzzy skin blindly. He blushed and gave a grunt of frustration, wanting this awkward feeling to just stop.

"Am ah getting close or what? Ah can't find anything in here." She chuckled cutely, rolling her eyes playfully.

"There's a lot ta look through isn't there?" She stuck her tongue out slightly as he wiggled about more, now feeling him getting a bit desperate.

"Give up sugar cube?" He pulled his hand out sharply, a bit of neon orange fur still stuck to him.

"You can just keep it then… Ah can just… you know… make another." He started walk back from her, looking around nervously. She kissed her hand and blew it to him, letting out a laugh when she saw him try to dodge it.

"Don't be a stranger now RJ! Ahm always lookin fur extra company down at the farm!" She said with a smile and a wave, RJ now turning to start running directly home.

"Run all ya want little man! You're all mine!" He was sprinting now, terrified and chased by her following voice. He went straight down a hill and almost bashed his way through the back door into the family room. His parents were watching something on TV while they sat on the couch, looking to their panting, blushing son.

"RJ what in the world jumped up yur ass?" His father asked sharply, their eyes trained on him.

"Um… Dad. We need ta talk bout something." He said shakily, running his fingers through his short hair and panting.

"What is it?" They muted the TV, watching him as he came in and shut the door.

"It's about Miss Applejack… ahm starting to think she might be a… a…"

"Well spit it out boy. Ya got me anticipatin it now." He tried to keep his train of thought on the line, but his pushy father shook him straight out of it.

"Ah think Miss Applejack is a rapist!" He said as he closed his eyes in embarrassment, his Dad giving him a sharp look as his mother covered her mouth.

"RJ I can't believe you'd say something so lewd! His mother said as she stood, waggling a finger at him.

"But Ma-"

"Young man I would've hoped that we raised a child that wouldn't be so cruel to the pony that saved our family!" She barked sharply at him, not changing her expression as RJ's became one of disappointment.

"You know better than spredin nasty rumors bout good people." She said as she continued to shake his finger at him.

"Mom just let me explain!"

"Dorris let the boy explain himself." He said tiredly, still sitting on the couch with a beer. He looked to RJ expectantly, watching him take a breath in to calm himself.

"Ah was over by the tree carving somethin and Applejack come over the hill. It wasn't a minute later before she had her hand between ma legs and tellin me to stick my hand into her goodies!" He said as he ran out of breath, obviously tired.

"So Applejack touched you in a way you don't like then?" He asked matter of factly, sitting back in the couch.

"Yes sir that would be it." His father gave him an odd look, thinking about something as he took a chug from his bottle.

"Tell her ta stop then." He said as he turned his attention away, focusing back onto the TV.

"But… but Dad-"

"You're not a little boy RJ. Ahm not pullin the big scary mare off for ya."

"Now if RJ's really gettin harassed by Applejack we might want to talk to her Eric." His mother said as she sat back down on the couch, getting her husband's hand.

"If he's gonna inherit this farm he's gotta know how ta solve his own problems."

"Eric this isn't exactly a matter that RJ can fix himself." RJ started to feel better as his mother seemed to make his tune change, his eyes rolling as his wife worked with him.

"Ugh… we'll see Mac in the mornin, maybe we can ask him about it." RJ smiled and wiped his forehead, starting to back out of the room.

"Thanks guys… ah guess ah'll see ya in the morning." He said as he stood in the door frame.

"You just get some sleep honey and me and yur daddy will take care of it." His Mom said with a smile, waving him off to bed. He nodded and backed out of room, turning about to head towards the other side of the house and into his room. He made his way through the crisp summer air and looked about the darkening sky, the horizon covered by the buildings of the far off town called Ponyville. Tomorrow was the market day for his and the apple family, the day when they'd cart their product down to main street and sell all they could. Luckily that's when his parents and Mac were supposed to talk, knowing Mac AJ probably wouldn't want to mess around while he was around. Mac was a big stallion, thicker and taller than RJ or his father, possibly better hung but that wasn't something he put too much thought into. Maybe he could keep him safe.

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After a nice shower and little snack RJ was tired enough to flop into bed with his favorite book, clicking the lamp on and relaxing back into his pillow. He opened it and skipped to his paper book mark to where he last left off, picking up where he left off with Huckleberry and Tom working on forming their club. He got in 2 pages before a pebble clacked against his window. He looked to his window as another pebble smacked against it, him standing up to it as he peered out into the night time landscape. He took a slight step back when he saw a young filly standing on to ground below him. He opened the window and peered down to the ground, seeing Applebloom.

"Applebloom?!" He said just barely loud enough for her to hear.

"RJ! Applejack wanted me to give you this!" She said as she wasn't holding anything or moving her arms at all to get something, simply staring up at him.

"What is it?"

"Just hold on! It's on its way." She stared at him awkwardly still, RJ looking around as a slight buzzing noise filled his ears.

"Scootaloo pick it up!" She said with an exasperated sigh, looking at the wall directly beneath him. He looked down and saw a small orange filly flapping her wings like a hummingbird as she slowly rose toward him. She came up to where she could just get a little letter to him, rising just high enough to look into his room.

"Evening Scootaloo…" He said bewildered, bumping knuckles with the young filly as she panted from flapping so hard.

"Sup RJ… you hot in there?"

"No…"

"Well put a shirt on boy cuz you're burnin me up!" She said as she was fanning herself now with a smile and a clever look, watching as RJ shut the window on her. He looked over the small letter and opened it as he sat on his bed, taking out a small photo of Applejack's woman parts with his carving next to it. The caption reading,

"Breakfast for little RJ tomorrow!" with several hearts all on the paper portion of the picture. He snapped back at the sight of it, quickly tucking it back and placing it under his bed. He threw himself under the covers and tucked himself in tight, the only thing over the blanket being his eyes. Four sharp knocks hit his window as he looked over towards it, seeing Scootaloo still hovering by it.

"Hey RJ! You wanna come by my apartment and "hang out"? I got human snacks! Like beef jerky!" He got up and pulled the blinds, closing them on her smiling face.

"I will get you one day RJ! And you and I will have weird, interspecies sex in the shower! I swear it!" There was a sudden flop noise, followed by a rough fluff and a grunt. RJ rolled his eyes and laid back in bed, rolling onto his side. Lazily and unsurely he drifted off to sleep, gripping a pillow of his for comfort.

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The next morning was a stressful one to say the least. The apple family had arrived before RJ had woken up, Applejack having up and disappeared as he went down the stairs to see Mac and Applebloom with his brothers at the table.

"Mornin RJ!" Came Abblebloom, excited for some mystery reason.

"Mornin Applebloom, Mac." The big red stallion nodded to him, pushing his mane out of his eyes and chugging his coffee.

"You guys are… early." RJ addressed Mac, still on the idea that they were coming at 11 not 8.

"Applejack said she wanted to be here earlier than usual. She's out back with yer folks talkin about somethin or other." He said tiredly, putting his mug on the table. RJ suddenly took a turn for the back door, rushing out of the kitchen and into the family room, opening up the screen door to see the field and the trio standing just before it. AJ was of course right there, her truck behind her filled with boxes of apples and apple accessories. The three turned to see him, his father motioning him to come over while AJ began to smile. He hesitantly started to make his way over to the group, his parents not looking too happy.

"RJ, you remember what ya told us last night?" Questioned his father with crossed arms, taking a step to be directly in front of him. RJ stopped and recoiled a bit, his father's looming presence and size mixing with his pissed expression to tell him that he was in trouble for something.

"Um… yes. I would imagine ah do." He said unsurely, trying to keep his gaze off the piercing stare of Applejack.

"Well Applejack said she didn't do it. And ahm startin to think maybe you made it up." His father said matter of factly, his disapproving gaze becoming an angry glare. RJ shot him a look of pure disbelief, his eyes darting back and forth between his equally angry looking parents.

"Mind telling us why on Earth you'd do somethin like that son?" RJ racked his brain trying to get his head around this, feeling angrier by the second.

"Dad ah swear ahm tellin ya the truth! There's no possible reason ahd lie about somethin like this!" He tried to reason, feeling rather betrayed.

"RJ, Applejack is the most honest pony there is. She's the element of honesty for god sake. And if she said she didn't do it then she did. Not. Do it!" His father now yelled, balling his hands into fists.

"Now you apologize to her before I tan your hide with a belt young man!" RJ grit his teeth and did his best to hide his frustration, letting out a tense breath and turning to AJ's waiting smile, her clever smirk replaced with a sweet, mother like smile.

"Ugh… Ahm sorry… Miss Applejack." He said defeated, his gaze moving to the ground. She let out a small chuckle and tousled his hair with a gloved hand, patting his shoulder afterward.

"Don't worry about it little man, everyone says something now and again that they don't mean. Long as ya don't do it again yur off the hook." She said as she booped his nose with a finger, his sharp gaze meeting her eyes.

"Ahm sorry about our son Applejack. Not sure where he got such a story." He dad said to AJ, pulling his hat off.

"Not to worry Eric. Ah can forgive yur little boy. Besides, we got business ta do." She said as she put on her own hat.

"Right, RJ, make yourself useful and help Applejack with the truck until Mac finishes his breakfast." His father and mother turned about and made their way hurriedly back to the farm, leaving Applejack to put her hands on RJ's shoulders.

"Ahm pretty good at coverin ma tracks aren't I?" She whispered with a slight squeeze on him, her nose barely an inch from his ear.

"Why are you doin this? What did ah do to you?" He asked in his sad, defeated tone, her smile widening.

"You were born cute and ignorant sugar cube. Ah like ma men "barely legal"." She giggled, pulling him towards her and motioning towards the truck.

"Get ta work then. Load up those boxes on yur truck." She pointed out the wooden crates near the back of her own truck. He was at least relieved to see that the crates were out of the house, moving over and watching AJ carefully, her jumping up into the back of his family's old blue ford. He grabbed a crate and lifted it up to her, happy to see her just take it without a hitch.

Besides a weird look or a bit of lip licking AJ behaved herself as they loaded up the truck, giving him a pat on the butt once all the crates were in the truck. RJ had played football enough to not be bothered by a slight tap on the tush, choosing to ignore her rather than give her more fuel. Luckily, Applebloom and Mac were approaching with more crates. RJ felt so much relief with the sight of Mac approaching, rushing up to him.

"Hey Mac! I can take one of those crates if ya want." He offered excitedly, Mac having a crate on each shoulder as he moved one for RJ to grab. He took it off of mac's shoulder and nearly broke his back as he held it up, making Applebloom giggle a bit.

"You alright there RJ?" Little Applebloom said, coming up to him and matching his height almost exactly.

"A-ah got it Applebloom." He grunted and wheezed, lifting the box up so he could stand up straight. Applejack moved behind the group and went into the house, RJ moving to stay close to Mac.

"Mac? Can ah ask you somethin?" He whispered to him, watching Applebloom zoom off with her tiny box.

"Eeyup." He said simply, not turning his head to him.

"Has Applejack been actin… weird to you lately?" He seemed to think about it for a second, reaching the truck as he set it on the door of the bed. RJ did the same, waiting for mac's answer.

"Now that ah think about it… kinda." He said as he turned about, heading for another box.

"Can ah get an example?"

"Well… she borrowed ma camera for a good while last night and used up half ma film. The other night she was in the shower for 2 hours." He said as Appplebloom completely tuned them out, them grabbing more boxes.

"Mac, would ah ever lie ta you?"

"Ah wouldn't think."

"Ah think yur sister wants ta… well… rape me."

"Rape ya? What makes ya think that?"

"She had her hand up in ma business down by the tree yesterday."

"Were you carvin somethin?"

"A chain." He took a tense breath, letting it out with a frown.

"Ah believe ya."

"Ya do?!" He said with a glimmer of hope, looking up at the looming figure.

"Nobody widdles in ma family. And AJ was cluchin that thing like baby celestia herself."

"What should ah do Mac? Ah can't stop her and ma parents think ahm a liar! She got me cornered!" Mac's face changed to something rather concerned, his ears flopping down against his head.

"Just keep near me and she probably won't mess with ya. Ah can talk to yer folks when ah get the chance."

"Thanks Mac. Really appreciate it." Both of them stacked the boxes up until 10, AJ rushing out of the house and opening up the truck.

"Mac and Applebloom get in the truck. RJ you can ride in the back if ya want." She said as she started the noisy thing up, the apple family's truck slightly older than the other and painted red. The back of the truck belched exhaust loudly towards RJ, making him take a step back as Applebloom and Mac hopped up into the cab.

"Ah think ah'll pass AJ. Ahm sure there's plenty of room with ma folks." AJ stared at him with narrowed eyes for a good few seconds after he finished speaking, licking her lips.

"Well alright then. Just don't be late little RJ." She said with a wink, blowing him another kiss. He dodged it for some odd reason, her turning before she could see it and driving off. His parents were now coming out of the house and heading to the truck. His brother Tim carried the keys, patting him on the back.

"It's prime time for market squirt. Don't mess it up." RJ sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, watching as his brother and Dad climbed in the cab, his other bigger brother beating him to it as he groaned. His mom rarely came to market, she didn't like standing in the blaring sun like that and didn't really know the crops as well as the rest of the family. Which was fitting, seeing how someone always had to ride in the back on the way to market. So he climbed in and found the most comfortable spot, giving the back window a tap to signal he was in. The vehicle took a sharp start forward, moving down the road towards Ponyville market.

It wasn't long before they stopped abruptly on the side of the street by the apple's familiar red truck, their tail gate open and produce on display as RJ hopped out of the back of his truck, dusting himself off and opening the tail gate, his brothers moving to open the crates. His Dad sat next to Mac at the table where they took the money, some ponies already buying apples and other's waiting for what RJ's family had to offer. RJ took a seat next to mac at the table, looking around for AJ. Mac tapped his shoulder, leaning in to whisper.

"Ahm not sure where AJ went, but ah was thinkin about talkin to yur dad now."

"Thanks Mac. Ah owe you."

"Don't worry bout it. Always happy ta help." He turned to another nice purple colored mare with a pink mane, taking her money with a smile as they exchanged banter, her walking away with a bag of apples and a slip of paper with numbers scrawled on it.

"You humans made a pretty damn good thing with that the telephone." He chuckled, swapping more money as Applebloom brought that the customer asked for, RJ's brothers covering the other side of the market set up. Things ran rather smoothly and AJ seemed to not be around, letting him relax a little as he looked about casually, seeing rather shaken looking man approaching him. He recognized him quickly, sitting upwards and address his messy hair and disturbed face.

"Howdy Anon… yur not lookin so good."

"I-I had a bit of a stressful night… didn't get hardly any sleep man." He said as his hands shook, him reaching into his pocket and pulling out his wallet.

"Well what happened Anon?" He took a deep breath and stopped his search for currency, wiping his nose and looking to the ground.

"I got a little too involved with a mare and it ended badly."

"Ah told ya sleepin around like that was gonna lead to trouble."

"I know, I know RJ… ugh… you got something with alcohol back there?"

"Course ah do. Got somethin in mind?" He asked as he stood up, looking over his seemingly traumatized friend.

"Just get me something that'll knock me down notch… I need to forget some things." Anon removed a bit from his wallet, offering it to RJ as he kept his gaze to the ground. RJ looked him over, not really understanding what he was going through or what the hell was wrong with him, but feeling for his good friend. He pushed the bit back into his chest, giving a meek smile.

"It's on me." He said comfortingly, watching Anon cracking a slight smile and waiting. He turned and made his way over the truck, popping open the cooler and searching for a little, finding a real hard brew of Zebra zap liquor and extracting it. He straightened up to examine the bottle, bumping noses with a pink blob that over took his whole field of vision.

"HI!" Came the high pitched squeaky voice of Pinky Pie, making RJ jump back against a crate of melons.

"AH!" He yelped, gripping the bottle extremely tight. Pinkie giggled at him putting her hands on the side of the bed and jumping up on the tire.

"Hey RJ! What ya doin?" She asked him happily, watching him get up and out of the truck.

"Workin. Like always." He said as he turned to leave her, only to be followed.

"I like it when you talk RJ! You got such a cute accent I just wanna listen to you talk right in my ear for hours!" She said happily as she walked right through the setup of the family's, watching him hand the bottle to Anon, who quickly bolted off at the sight of her. RJ turned to the bouncing mare, taking a step back as to avoid breathing her air.

"Can ah help you or something Pinkie? If ya want something ya know you have to get in line."

"Oh I didn't want something, I just needed to get you for something." She said with her usual perky smile, staring directly into his eyes intensely.

"Well… what is it?" He asked nervously, giving a yip when Pinkie grasped his wrist in both hands tightly, tugging him with her.

"I don't know! They told me if I brought you I'd get a gallon of cider!" She said as she took off in a wicked run, dragging RJ behind her like a man tied to a horse.

"Pinkie! Ahm busy right now!"

"It'll only take a second! That's what they told me!"

"Who is they?!"

"It's a secret!" She tore him away from the main street, moving towards the large candy shaped building that she called home, pulling him round back as he panted.

"What the hell are you doin?!" He shouted finally, gulping breaths of air as she was completely unfazed, knocking on the door.

"You'd do the same in my position RJ! Think about the cider!" She said dramatically, grabbing his shirt and shaking him as the door opened behind her. AJ stood there with a cocky grin, a plastic jug of amber liquid in hand as she stepped out, offering the jug to Pinkie.

"Ya did good Pinkie. Ah'll take it from here." Pinkie took the jug and let out a massive squee, popping the cap.

"See ya RJ! You and AJ have fun!" She turned the jug almost upside down and started chugging it, squeaking and giggling the whole time as the stuff began to pour past her lips, trickling down her chin as RJ balled up his fists, frustrated up until AJ threw her arms round him, grabbing him up and carrying him into the door. Slamming and locking it with a free hand. With that she let RJ go, taking a quick step back in the small room. The room was something like a guest bedroom, a small bed against the wall with a desk, chair and dresser, barely 12X12 with 2 windows. RJ was back against the wall, raising his fists and shaking.

"Ah aint afraid of no prissy orange pony!" He shouted, assuming a fighting stance. AJ chuckled at him, standing calmly and removing her hat. She cracked her knuckles and assumed the same stance.

"Prissy? Boy ahm startin ta think ya need a bit of discipline to keep yur wild little butt in line!" She said as she moved toward him swiftly, putting his arms up as she put her weight into it. She bashed him against the wall and knocked the air out of him, letting her sling him up and carry him to the bed. RJ fought off course, pushing at her and squirming harshly, until she slammed him on the bed. She climbed up and pinned him down, her body much stronger than his as her legs held his together, her hands tight to his wrists to close off any escape. Their eyes met as RJ squirmed and grunted, about the shout for help before being silenced by AJ's snoot. She kissed him roughly and lustfully, shoving her tongue into his mouth and letting her spittle cover his lips. Her tongue harassed his mouth, pushing and licking about to pull every flavor she could out of him. He grunted and yelled into her mouth, breathing hard through his nose as his noises only seemed to make her even more excited. She pulled back with a pop after what seemed like an eternity of heavy smooching, his fighting only making her want his young, ripe body even more.

"You can fight all ya want sugar cube, but no matter what ya do… yur mine." She grinned and licked from his neck to his ear, slobbering on his face carelessly with a smile. RJ grit his teeth and pulled at the strong hands holding him down, her wet tongue running over his face as he tensed up, closing his eyes and expecting the worst.

Author's childish squiggles: Special thanks to Tommy Wiseau and Greg Sestero for always being my #1 heroes, and to the Artic Monkeys for being the best band ever. Also, time to vote. If you review suggest a pony and that will be the bonus pony at the very end. No Molestia though. Too easy.