Chapter 5
"May god have mercy, on my enemies and I", Anonymous
Did you know when you're being tickled, you're actually in pain? That's why you, or most people, don't like being tickled but laugh anyway. It hurts but you also kind of enjoy it, reminds me a bit of love. Some hate it and others…well love it! But either way you are in pain. I decided to give you that nice little fact since this chapter kind of shows that. Oh and look at the time, too! I've already wasted too much, on with the story then?
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Applejack sat inside her house. Her house was actually rather clean since some unicorns were cleaning her house earlier that day. In her hoof was a mug of fizzy cider and across from her was a tired and half-drunk pink Earth Pony. Pinkie Pie sat across Applejack on the rickety table in the kitchen in her house. In the other room Sweetie Belle and Applebloom lid down together under a quilt on a futon. Applejack and Pinkie Pie still got together when they could. Pinkie Pies mane was flat and drooped down and she was wearing fishnet socks and a lingerie stile saddle. She wiggled a bit to squirm it off of her and let it fall to her side and sat back up on the chair.
Applejack had a barrel of aged cider by her and the two ponies had a mug in each hoof. Applejack chugged down her glass and slammed it back down, "Ah' tell yah Pinkie, ain't nothing better than a glass a cider after a day's work," she poured herself up a glass, "No offense of course" she added before putting her cup back in front of her. Pinkie Pie did a weak smile, "ah…none taken"
The cider stung Pinkies throat as she swallowed a mouth full and put it back down, licking her lips and looking down at her socks, "Well I guess now I have other ways of making my friends smile..","Oh c'mon Pink! You still think everypony if your friend?", "Well…Yeah! I mean you're still my friend AJ!" Applejack snickered a bit and shook her head, "It's 'cause you aint got a horn or wings, Pinkie Pie" she took another drink then leaned over and filled Pinkie's glass back up to the top. She turned her head and looked at Sweetie and Applebloom still balled up together. She smiled, "Look at 'em… Two fillies like d'at don't deserve it here in this place. I would of liked it if even one of 'em got their cutie marks before all this war started comin'," she turned back to Pinkie Pie and looked down into her glass. Her reflection looked back up at her and she continued to smile, "She's been itching to get that cutie mark since she was a little thing," she turned back to the two, "she still a little thing…"
Pinkie Pie finished her cup and wiped her mouth, "So Applejack have you seen the others?" Applejack broke out of her trance and looked back at Pinkie, "The others?" , "The others, silly goose! Y'know, Rainbow Dash, Twilight, Rarity, Fluttershy and maybe Spike?" Applejack shook her head, "Ah saw Rainbow Dash" she said in a firm voice. She didn't tell Pinkie Pie about the argument they had, she couldn't lie. Though Pinkie had her floppy hair and her eyes sagged like Fluttershy's, she could still talk the way she used to. With giggles, calling people Silly Gooses or even skipping places. Applejack leaned back on her chair still grinning, "Y'know Pinkie Pie, you barely changed" Pinkie Giggled a bit, "Well why would I have to change?"
"Yep…not one bit" Applejack said, dismissing what Pinkie said in an instant. "Hey AJ? Isn't Sweetie Belle supposed to be a unicorn?", "Horn cracked off, or so Applebloom says, "Oh my! And another question! Why so many unicorns in the barn? Are you protecting them? Are you abusing them? Are you making them do your work? Huh? Huh huh!?","Settle down Pink! I just don't think them unicorn should be just thrown into them work camps,", "But you make them work", "But ah feed 'em and let 'em rest." Pinkie Pie tilted her head in confusion, "do you…pity them?" Applejack bit her lip and got up on her chair putting her front hooves on the table, "Gosh dangit Pink! Them stallions can take the unicorns whenever they damn well want!"
"Swear." Pinkie Pie corrected her, sitting perfectly still and barely noticing Applejacks screaming. Applejacks ears fell and she stepped down, "s-sorry…" Applejack lowered her head and felt the tears come from her eyes and stream down her face. As Applejack sat and cried, Pinkie stayed across from her and drank her cider, getting more used to how it stung.