Previously:

You hear a voice with a southern drawl behind you, "Don't worry Rainbow, I got this one."

Three minutes later

You blew through the streets like a tempest. You could feel the knot tightening in your throat as you fought through the twists and turns of the seemingly endless streets. Darting past outstretched limbs of delusional, promiscuous women who would see only to suck every ounce of bodily fluid from you. You kept your focus steady. The stetson-clad blur was closing in on you, as intimidating the thought was you were not too concerned as your target was in sight; the Ponyville Train Station.

You could feel your legs trembling; they would give out soon, fortunately your destination would arrive even sooner.

'Hey,' Perfect timing as always from Mr.Brain, 'Say we do reach the platform and by some miracle there was a train bound for Canterlot before this all started, how would we get the train started before we get jumped by sweetness back there?'

'Hmm, I suppose I didn't think this one through... again.'

'I suppose you will just be winging it again.'

'It seems that way.'

Reaching the station, you manage to leap up all three stairs leading to the only platform in the backwater station. Funnily enough there was a train parked, silently awaiting its next command. Unfortunately, Mr.Brain had a point; Applejack was closing in fast and with a whored not far behind.

Bursting into the conductors compartment, you promptly remove the corpse of the old conductor and proudly donning his hat making your temporary position official. That was before Applejack burst through the door and proceeded to punch you in the face. Holding your now bloody nose, you say woozily, "So I take it you're not here to fuck me."

She socked you in the face again, "Ah'll get to it; jus' makin' sure you won't enjoy it."

"Right..." You grunt, raising your arms in front of your face in an attempt to protect yourself. The fists pounding your face stopped, "Say, what ya' think you doin' wearing Brother Mac's clothes." She laughed crudely, "Never thought you'd cosplay as a farmer... but why the hat?"

'Now's your chance.'

'I really don't want to use him like that.'

'Well it's now or never conductor, let 'er rip.'

You sigh, "Big Mac thought I might need them. He managed to deliver them to me before he... passed."

Applejack raised a fist warningly, "What do ya' mean by 'passed'?"

"He's dead, Applejack. Killed by something i'd imagine is quite similar to what you are doing now." You flinch, knowing full well what was to come.

"Mac... dead?" Applejack whimpered. Her eyes sharpened pushing the newly formed tears to the sides. Grabbing you by the collar of your shirt she slammed your back onto the floor, "Liar!" She cried out, "Liar, liar, liar!" With each syllable came another push on your chest, "Li-ar, li-ar, li-ar!" Her cries of sorrow and rage steadily increasing in volume.

Finally, it was your turn. You reach up, grabbing a bundle of her golden, flowing hair. You forcefully pull her head towards your until her weeping eyes met your serious ones. Through her struggles, you ask, "You can tell a lie when you hear one, right?" She nodded slightly, your grip on her head severely restricting movement, "Mac is dead." You say simply, carefully releasing your grasp on her.

Applejack stopped; she stopped her struggling, she stopped her crying, her erratic breathing, she just stopped. For a few too many moments was just the two of you, eyes locked, emotions high. Suddenly, she got up and walked to the door. Before leaving, she asked, "Where is it; the body?" her voice was void of any emotion.

"Carousel Boutique, just circle around it and you'll find him." Without another word, Applejack walked off leaving you to a free ride to Canterlot.

Author's Note

A short chapter, I know. BUT! I've completed the finale already and will be publishing it in about 24 hours so stay posted!

Comments are appreciated (though it'd probably be better to wait until I post the next one so you can let it all out [I refuse to say let it GO after seeing Frozen])