Equestrian Japanese Club

Area: Sweet Apple Acres
Time: Later in the Morning
POV: Orlando

Orlando awoke lying on his side, his very first instinct to go back to sleep. He was about to doze off again until he noticed the oddity of his surroundings. Orlando stood quickly and looked around. He paced for a minute until his thought process was restored from it's previous dream state. As it did, he noticed he was walking on all fours. Wait why am I..? he was about to stand up, but noticed his arms. Orlando looked down to see that his arms were now a pair of forelegs, both ending in a hoof. It didn't take long for him to come to a conclusion. ohmigod I'm a pony. he grinned to himself. Orlando was a brony and was often considered to be the biggest one out of all of his friends, so ending up in Equestria was a dream come true to him.

His cheery attitude ceased when he realized something, Wait, why am I here!? Orlando plopped down on the ground to think. I didn't ask for this, at least I don't remember asking. Did I die in my sleep? And furthermore, WHERE AM I!? he looked at his surroundings and saw he was surrounded by apple trees. Okay so I must be at Sweet Apple Acres, alright no problem, all I have to do is find my way... Orlando looked around again. He realized he had no sense of direction here, and remembered how large this place was from the show. Orlando suddenly became irritated. he began stomping around thinking of what to do. He gave an audible groan out of irritation, as he thought on he began to see the situation as hopeless. "Grrr... Damn it!" Orlando kicked a tree with his back leg causing a few apples to fall, one of them hit his head.

He let out another growl but rather than lashing out again he walked over to a tree, sat on his haunches and leaned his back against it. I just need a few minutes to think this out and I'll be good... after what felt like a long time, Orlando gave up and decided to take a nap instead, maybe he could think clearer after that.

Applejack just left her house at Sweet Apple Acres and began to trot her way down to her family's apple stall down in Ponyville but stopped. "Wait a minute..." she turned to look at the apple orchard. "Varmints messin' with mah apples!" She exclaimed before galloping into the orchard. Not many other ponies could understand, but Applejack, as well as the rest of her family, after having worked on the farm for so many years developed a sort of sixth sense towards the trees in the orchard and could tell if something or somepony was disturbing them. This ability often discouraged any thieves from wandering into the orchard and pests were chased off quickly before they could cause harm.

Orlando's eyes shot open, he suddenly got a very bad feeling. There was a pulsing in his head telling him that something was about to go down and that he needed to get the hell outta Dodge. Normally he would act upon this feeling immediately but due to a combination of his calm surroundings and confused thoughts coming from his sudden awakening he chose to ignore it. He was about to fall asleep again until he heard angry hoofsteps that started getting louder real fast. He jumped up and was about to book it, "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE YA VARMINT!" Orlando froze upon hearing an angry Texan accented voice. Alright, maybe I can talk my way out of this.

Applejack was galloping top speed to where the disturbance was, she could see a pony among the trees. She lowered her head and moved faster. The pony must've heard her because he jumped up and looked like he was about to run. "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE YA VARMINT!" The pony froze in place. Applejack stopped in front of the pony and looked at him. He looked to be an older colt in the middle of his teens. His mane was short, curled and unkempt and his tail was similar, both were a solid black. His coat was black with red stripes, a zebra. On his flank was an outline of what appeared to be a bull's head. He tried to say something but all that came out was an inaudible mutter. Crap! he was unable to speak clearly as he was still groggy from only being awake for a minute.

"Just what the hay do ya think yer doin' on mah orchard!?" she yelled. He stood there for a moment not sure of what to say, but she was waiting for an answer. The colt suddenly became flustered and started trembling a bit.
"I-I was j-just-I mean-ugh." DAMN NERVOUS STUTTER!
Applejack sighed "Just take a breather there partner." Orlando took a deep breath and thought out his words. "Let's start off with yer name, mines Applejack, what's yer's?" She asked.
"Orlando" He answered. Applejack thought it was a strange name, but it could just be a zebra name like Zecora.
"Alright, and just what're you doin' in mah orchard?" She asked.

By now he seemed he'd stopped trembling and seemed to have regained his composure. "Actually, I was just-" Orlando was interrupted by a large rock that was sent flying above there heads and into the tree behind Orlando, knocking it down.

They both looked to see where the rock had come from. Walking up to them was a large pony in a black cloak, about a foot taller and thicker than Big Mac. He removed his hood to reveal a short, black mane and a brown coat. As he walked forward Applejack stood in front of him "And just who in the hay are you!" She yelled at him.

The large stallion just chuckled, He had a deep and slow-speaking voice. "I am your end." He took a quick charge at AJ who sidestepped out of the way. He sighed "This would be so much easier if you stayed still." He turned to face her only to be bucked in the face. He scowled at her, and responded by swinging at her with a hoof which connected with Applejack's face and knocked her into a tree. The large stallion went over to Orlando and grabbed him before she got up. When Applejack stood up again she stopped when she saw the stallion with his foreleg wrapped around Orlando's neck. "Alright, you can stand down now or I can snap this colt's neck, your call." He said.

Applejack looked at the two for a minute and let out a sigh. "Alright, fine I'll stand down, there's no reason fer you to hurt 'im."

"Ha! just think of the merit I'll get for destroying an elem- GAH!" The stallion yelled in pain as Orlando had bitten his the leg he was holding him with. "Grrr, why you little-" He was interrupted again when Orlando headbutted his jaw causing him to bite his own tongue and loosen his grip. Before he could recover Orlando slipped out of his grasp and took hold of stallion's foreleg. Orlando had the stallion's leg stretched out and struck it with a hoof, *SNAP*.

"AH, DAMN IT!" The stallion's broken leg now bent at an awkward angle. While the stallion was still in pain over his broken leg, Orlando jumped on his back and wrapped a foreleg around his neck.

"Let's see how you like it." Orlando squeezed the stallion's neck cutting off the blood flow to his head. The cloaked stallion tried to buck him off but when he applied pressure on his foreleg it buckled under him and he collapsed. Orlando tightened his choke and the stallion's face began to pale. As he continued to choke Orlando no longer felt the stallion resisting, but even so he held onto the choke.

Applejack walked over to him. "Hey Ah think ya'll can let go now, he's out cold." He didn't listen, Applejack walked closer. "Hey did ya hear me? You can let go." Applejack placed a hoof on his shoulder but Orlando shrugged her off. Blood started to appear at the corner of the stallion's mouth.Applejack was getting angry. "Ah said, LET GO!" Applejack grabbed Orlando and pulled him off causing them both to fall on the ground. Orlando got up and was breathing hard, he looked at the un-moving stallion then to Applejack. He saw that her face had cut open where the stallion struck her.
"You're hurt." He said.

Applejack was glaring at Orlando but stopped to check where she'd been hit and saw blood on her hoof. "Ah'll be fine." she said. She only felt the pain of the stallion's strike now that the situation was over.
"No, he hit you pretty hard, you should get that checked out." Orlando insisted, he still didn't know where he was, he just wanted to leave now.
"Well what about him?" Applejack asked pointing to the large stallion. By now a line of blood flowed out of his mouth and his eyes were half open, his body was perfectly still.
Orlando shook his head. "He won't be getting back up." he said.
Applejack glared at him again. "Ah can't believe ya'll would do that, ya didn't have to kill him like that!" She yelled, stomping her hoof. She was upset that she'd just been involved in killing another pony.
"This isn't the time to discuss this, let's just go." Applejack glared at him a little more then turned her head.
"Fine." she said, Applejack led him out of the orchard without speaking to him again and leaving the stallion there. She'd come back to give him a proper burial later. It wasn't right to leave him there even if he'd tried to kill her.