The Brony Life: CYOA

Yeah, I'll have to pass sleeping in a tree. Now, to head over to Applejack's place. I just hope it's not too dangerous at nigh- What the fuck am I saying? I'm in a cartoon for 8 years, I doubt that it's dangerous. I mean, come on! Night Mare Moon only surrounded them in darkness, for what? 2 hours? And she got 1000 years on the moon! With punishment like that, no criminal would be that stupid. Man, Celestia really is a tyrant. None of my business, just saying.

I started to head down the dirt road, toward Sweet Apple Acres. What did Applejack mean by I can handle the barns? It's not like I'm gonna be sleeping in warm intestines, right? I shivered at that thought. That, and if someone wanted to go on a murder spree, the farm tools most likely what their going to get first. I had second thoughts about this, but I was already there. Applejack was just leaning on a fence, her hat covering her face. She had a piece of hay in her mouth. I trotted up to and said,

"Hey, Applejack. Anywhere I can sleep?" She moved her hat upwards, revealing deep green eyes, that contrast beautifully on her blonde hair. My knees wobbled a bit, as I admired her face. Time seemed to stand still, as her hair flowed gently in the wind. She looked in my eyes, then pointed toward a barn. Her head lightly jerked that way, motioning me to go there. I complied, and walked over to it. My hoof pushed open the doors, and I stepped inside. It smelled musky, with a hint of rust in the air. I found a pile of hey, just big enough for me, and leaped on it. Better than intestines, at least. My neck relaxed, and I found my eyes closing. It's been one hell or a day.

Cock-a-doodle-do. My eyes snapped open, with my head hitting a wooden board behind me. Ow! I rubbed the back of my head and got up. Applejack then came into the barn, looked at me, and said,

"Sugarcube, you're already up. Good, I could use some help." She walked over to a rack of farm tools, pulled off a few,and gave me one. It was a sharp axe, for cutting down trees. It gleamed as I rolled it in my hooves. She turned around, and an idea went through my mind.

Do you:

1: Join her, and help with farm work. [Chap. 31]

2: Kill her, and rape the dead body. [Chap. 32]