Where'd the Batty-ness go? -The tax hike.
It was an average night for the great, heroic, puppy loving Mayor of Ponyville. However, the construction contractors required her presence at the edge of town, to confirm where the new paths should go. Two rather larger built Earth Pony colts stood next to her, one writing notes, and the other looking about the hilly landscape, whilst explaining his "vision" of the roads.
"So bascially, we can have the path follow the stream and go around the pond down the way, or buid a small bridge and take the other route...."
Mayor Mare rolled her eyes, she was getting bored and tired, hoping this would wrap up soon, "Myes, good, yeah... great, do that."
"Wait, do you want us to do the bridge, or the longer path?" asked the stallion.
Mayor Mare looked up from her tired daze, and opened her mouth to respond. However, a white magic energy ball in the shape of a bat, flew towards the group, bounding of the trees, and eventually ricachaying right into the Mayor's flank.
"YEEEOUCH!" She yelped, surprising the architect.
"Uh... so you want me to do both then?"
Sent into a quick daze, the Mayor recovered, and looked up, "Oh... sure, whatever, I just think I need some sleep."
The two earth ponies looked at each other as the Mayor trotted off, though they did not object, as it just meant moar moneh for them.
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The very next day came to wake up Mayor Mare with a welcoming heap of energy. This confused her slightly, but she thought little of it, as her mind quickly switched to the days duties. With a look to her bedstand, she noticed that her assistant had already delivered a newspaper to her, so that was a good start.
Once she had picked up the news paper by her teeth, and began trotting to her kitchen, Mayor Mare quickly realized that she was hungry. Not just like every morning though, like REALLY hungry. With this, she tossed the newspaper onto the kitchen table, and looked into her fridge for some sustenance.
"Milk, eggs, potatoes, bologna, leftover cake... Bologna?!" The confused Mayor investigated the packaged and processed meat with confusion, "Eh, my assistant has her secrets, I have mine..."
After dismissing the meat, she quickly began too pull out the leftover cake. It didn't seem to appeal to her as much as before though. Then, her nose caught the sent of something that was sure to fill her appetite. What was this new smell? It beckoned her, as if it was the one true thing that would quench her thirst for food!
There, behind where the cakes once stood, was a trio of older, slightly bruised apples. She dropped the cake, and it's plate shattered, but that did not concern her now. With a leap into the fridge, she quickly consumed all the apples, and spat their dried up corpses onto the ground.
After a moment, what she just did had set in, "Wait... how did I...?"
That thought, was quickly derailed by a growling stomach, "Never mind that, I need more apples! but how..."
She tapped her hoof to her chin, knowing that going out and sucking apples from the vendor would likely result in a front page newspaper article. However, it dawned on her that the best way, was the way she got anything else she ever wanted, Executive Legislation.
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"But Ah already paid my taxes!" hollered Applejack, while a scrawny, and awfully nervous tax collector unicorn stood in front of her.
"Sorry ma'am, but the taxes where raised, in order to prevent inflation or something..." apologized the unicorn.
Applejack was unconvinced, "Apples don't inflate! At least not like bits!"
The unicorn gulped and didn't look Applejack in the eye, "Apologies, but you must comply, I wouldn't want to have to call in the guard..."
Applejack huffed, "Fine! Just another thing to hurt our Apple production ah guess. First bats, then Fluttershy, next a friggin swarm of Manticore's..."
She trailed off on her rant, as the unicorn lifted four full buckets of Apples onto his cart. He turned to say goodbye, but seeing the big glare he got, he just continued on his merry way.
With a sigh, Applejack turned her attention to the fields, "Well, ah might as well get er done, can't let the profit margin go below investment and all..."
Suddenly, as Applejack began to trot towards the field, Rainbow Dash flew down next to her, "Hey AJ! How's it hangin'? Getting more apples for cider season, right?"
Applejack gave an annoyed sigh, "Well, ah'm working on it. But if that friggin' tax collector shows up again, it may just lead to another shortage..."
Rainbow's expression went from laid back to Arnold Schwarzenegger serious, "What?! Since when?"
"Well, APPARENTLY the town needs to gather more apples together for some Bull censored reason!" Huffed Applejack.
Rainbow Dash glared, "That' not fair! Let me get Twilight, she can likely sort it out with the Mayor."
"Ah appreciate the help, but av' got to get to work. Yah do whatever you need to Rainbow... jus', don't get carried away... Rainbow?" Upon turning around, Applejack quickly saw Rainbow had already speed off, "Ah think she needs a bit of counseling for her cider issue..."
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"Hello my precious..." whispered Mayor Mare in a suddenly raspy tone to the buckets of Apples, making the tax collector rather nervous and confused.
"So... um, can I have that raise then...?"
Mayor Mare waved her hoof, "Yeah yeah, it's pending legislation, just leave me here... with my luscious, delicious, juicy... so very sexy..."
"O-KAY! That's all I need to hear!" exclaimed the tax collector, as he let himself out the front door.
Now she was alone, in the dark room, curtains closed, with only her, the apples, and the wonderful aroma. Mayor Mare began licking her teeth, and fangs grew out of her teeth, while her eyes began to turn a lovely shade of BLOOD. Slowly, leathery wings grew out of her back, whilst her mane went wild. Giving into the temptation, she launched out her tongue, wrapping it around the apple, and pulled it to her teeth, sucking all of the life and juice from it.
Upon spitting the decrepit apple aside, she looked up to see her earth pony assistant standing by the fridge, staring at her with slight concern. Mayor Mare couldn't think of anything to say yet, as her tongue hung from her mouth, and salavi dripped from her fangs.
The assistant slowly pulled the package of bologna out of the fridge, "You have your secrets, I have mine."
Mayor Mare nodded, "Motion passed."
With that annoyance out of the way, she now had full reign to delve into the pleasure of sss-ucking apples dry. This continued for a few minutes, and the first barrel was already a third of the way empty. A pile began to from next to the kitchen table, forming an elegant statue of a brown blob covered in apple seed.
It was then the knocking came.
"I'M BUSY!" she screched at the door, before sucking up another apple, still holding the annoyed look on her face.
"Yeah, Mrs. Mayor? We need to talk." the voice said.
Numerous thoughts raced through Mayor Mare's mind. This only meant one thing, the voice was breaking up with her! Wait, no, the Mayor lacks a boyfriend. She then concluded that it must be another annoying filly scout.
"Mrs. Mayor? You in there? I'm opening the door." spoke the voice, causing the Mayor to realize she forgot one crucial part of her plan, locking the door.
The door swung open, revealing the newest Princess, Twilight Sparkle. Mayor Mayor simply sat there with a look of a deer in the headlights, holding a apple in her fangs, well knowing she was caught. Twilight, seeing this, simply stared, looked behind herself, stared, opened her mouth to speak, then stared. In this time, the Mayor slurped up another apple, and tossed it aside.
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Mayor Mare woke up with a huge headache. Her clock claimed it was five in the morning. Not expecting anything new, she picked up the newspaper from her bedstand and read the headline.
TOWN MAYOR EMBEZZLES APPLE SUPPLY TO FUEL SICK FETISH
Now, there was only one thing she could think of, "Shit."
