Quite Possibly the Worst Story Ever Written
Clink.Big Macintosh woke up to the sound of plates hitting the Apple Family table. He galloped down the stairs into the kitchen, where the rest of his family sat. He’d overslept. “A little late?”, questioned Applejack with a grin on her face.
“Eeyup”, Big Mac replied blankly as he grabbed a piece of toast and ran out of the kitchen, almost knocking Granny Smith over as she got out of her chair.
“Watch out, you young whippersnapper!”, hollered the old, green horse. But Big Mac wasn’t paying any attention, he had to start harvesting.
When the red stallion reached the first the first tree, he heard a voice cry out. “Big Mac”, yelled the orange mare, “I need ya ta take some pie to Fluttershy’s!” Big Macintosh started walking over to Applejack. He really wanted to start bucking the apple trees, but he knew his sister needed him to deliver the pies while she took Apple Bloom to school. Applejack handed him a basket of apple pie and told Big mac where Fluttershy’s cottage was. “… And it’s right by the Everfree Forest. Ya can’t miss it.”, finished Applejack. Apple Bloom and Applejack went off in the direction of the school.
“Bye”, called out the big, red stallion.
“Bye!”, squealed out Apple Bloom, while running to give her brother a hug. The little filly hopped back to Applejack while Big Mac started off on the path Applejack told him to follow.
As Big Mac walked along, he thought about Fluttershy. Big Mac didn’t know a lot her. He only knew that was one of Applejack friends, and was a yellow pegasus that lived near the Everfree Forest. He’d only seen her a few times and thought see seemed nice, even though he never really talked to her. Big Mac picked up the pace, he didn’t want the pies to be too cold. Pretty soon, he came to a beautiful cottage. He came up to the wooden door. The stallion placed the basket down and knocked on the door.
Fluttershy heard a knock on the door. “Just a minute”, she called in her soft, sweet voice. The pegasus placed the blanket she was holding down. Fluttershy walked and opened the door. She was surprised. Instead of Applejack, a large red stallion was in her place.
The stallion spoke “Hi Miss Fluttershy, Applejack had me take this here pie to ya.” He smiled while he spoke.
“Oh, thank you”, replied Fluttershy,”It’s just I was expecting Applejack. She’s okay isn’t she?”
“Yes ma’am, she just had ta take little Apple Bloom ta school”, said Big Mac with his Southern accent. “Now where would ya like me to put the pie, Miss Fluttershy?”, he asked.
“Over here”, she said, leading the giant stallion to her kitchen table. Big Mac started to walk out the door when the shy pegasus asked him to tea.
“Aw, ya don’t have ta Miss Fluttershy. I’d hate ta be wastin’ your time”, he replied to her invitation.
“I insist, it’s a long walk to Sweet Apple Acres. Of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”, Fluttershy said very timidly.
“Well, ya do have a point. Ok, I’ll stay since ya want me ta”, Big Mac replied very kindly. Fluttershy led Big Mac to her couch where he sat down. The pegasus went into her kitchen and started brewing Mac some tea.
Big Mac watched Fluttershy work in the kitchen. She’s a beautiful mare, he thought. Then Big Mac realized that Fluttershy was one of Applejack’s best friends. No, I can’t she’s one of Applejack’s friends, off limits.
“Almost finished”, called out the little mare.
Whew, Big Mac thought, I’m as parched as a desert. Fluttershy then started to walk over with a tray full of tea.
Fluttershy placed the tray on her coffee table and sat down awkwardly by the stallion. “How many sugars?”, asked Fluttershy.
“Three please”, replied Big Mac, “Thank ya ma’am”.
This is really awkward, thought the yellow pegasus. “How’s the farm?”, said Fluttershy trying to get some small talk started.
“Good”, Big Mac answered after swallowing his tea.
Fluttershy looked at him, she thought he was handsome. No, Fluttershy quickly reminded herself, he’s Applejacks brother. A big no-no. In the little bed across from them, a little white body stirred. “Oh, Angel Bunny, I didn’t know I woke you!”, Fluttershy gasped. Angel ignored her and started thumping his foot anioxs to be fed. “You don’t mind if I make Angel some food?”, Fluttershy asked Big Mac.
“No ma’am, ah don’t mind one bit”, replied Big Macintosh. Fluttershy left and walked into kitchen.
Big Macintosh placed his tea on the coffee table and walked over to the little rabbit. “Hey there”, Big Mac said to Angel Bunny while holding out his hoof to pet Angel. Angel smacked his hoof and hopped into the kitchen. You little rat, Big Mac thought. He walked back over to the couch and sat down. Fluttershy walked in and placed a bowl of salad by Angel’s bed. The bunny ran over to the salad and started eating.
Fluttershy walked back to her couch. “I’m sorry’ I hope I didn’t keep you waiting”, whispered Fluttershy.
“Ah don’t mind”, replied Big Mac. Fluttershy sat back down and started drinking her tea. Neither Fluttershy nor Big Macintosh could think of anything to say, so they finshed their tea in silence. After a few minutes, the stallion rose. “Is there a place ya need me to put this?”, asked Big Mac holding the cup.
“Oh no, I couldn’t bother you”, said Fluttershy, as she placed the cups in the sink. She watched Big Mac leave her house, although not before saying his good byes. Fluttershy watched Big Mac walk up the road leading away from her house and felt a little sad. She turned to Angel Bunny. “Oh Angel, I think I like him”.
Quite Possibly the Worst Story Ever Written
Big Macintosh walked up the gate to Sweet Apple Acers and was greeted by Applejack. “Where the hay have you been?”, questioned the orange filly.
“Ah was at Fluttershy’s”, replied a nervous Big Mac, “We were havin’ tea”. Big Mac then walked over to an appletree trying to avoid Applejacks stare. Applejack noticed Big Macintosh flinch.
“Ah wasn’t tryin’ ta interrogate ya’”, Applejack paused, “I was just worried about ya’”. She walked to the big, red stallion.
He murmured an “I’m sorry” and went inside.
Applejack stood in the middle of the field dazed. That was not like Macintosh. Sure he was shy, she thought, but he wouldn’t just flinch and run off like that. She was wondering what might be wrong with him and a thought crossed her mind. Could he like Fluttershy? Applejack tried to toss that thought, but couldn’t stop thinking about it. Big Mac never really had a crush on any mare and was about four years older than Fluttershy. The orange pony sat there scratching her head for a few more minutes, then went back to bucking the apples.
Big Mac ran into his room. He plopped onto his bed and hugged his doll, Smarty Pants. The stallion was not sure what to do. “Smarty Pants”, Big Mac sighed, ”Ah think Ah have a thing for this certain filly, but Ah don’t know what ta do. Ah like her but, Ah’m sure that she doesn’t like me. She’s one of tha elements, a former model, and Ah’m just a simple farmer. What do Ah do?” The doll just lay there in Big Mac’s arms. Big Mac knew that he only knew her for about a day, but he felt something special that he couldn’t explain. It was kinda like when he drank the love potion. “Ah could tell her Ah like her, but she’ll probably just think Ah’m crazy”. He sighed. There’s nothin’ Ah can do, she’s just gonna reject me. Big Mac slowly walked down to the kitchen, wanting to get something in his stomach.
The orange mare was finished for the day. Applejack bucked a good number of appletrees for the day. She managed to stop thinking about Big Mac by telling herself that she’d talk to Rarity about it. Somehow Rarity knew a lot about this lovey, lovey and likey, likey stuff, even though she hasn’t had many serious relationships. Also, Applejack needed Rarity to repair a hole in her hat. Applejack walked back into the house. The Apple Family ate a meal of peanut butter and apple jelly sandwiches, fresh apple slices, apple cider, and an apple pie for dessert. After eating, Applejack walked up the stairs and curled up onto her bed.
It was a beautiful morning, the birds were chirping and the sun was shining. Applejack hopped out of bed and ran downstairs. Granny and Big Mac were sitting at the table waiting for Applejack and Apple Bloom. Applejack sat down beside Granny. The old, green horse made some oatmeal with chunks of apple in it. Apple Bloom came down the stairs a minute or two after Applejack. Once Apple Bloom sat down, the family started eating their food. When Applejack finished she placed her plate by the sink for Granny to clean. Applejack waited for Apple Bloom to finish and then they left to go to school.
After Applejack dropped Apple Bloom off at school, she made her way to Carousal Boutique. Applejack opened the door to find the mannequins, sewing machines, and fabrics all covered in plastic wraps. “What the hay”, said Applejack, puzzled at what happened to the boutique.
Rarity rushed down the stairs. “Oh thank goodness”, cried out the unicorn seamstress, “I need your help! Sweetie Belle has a cold and I need you to cover anything she can sneeze on!”
“Ain’t ya’ goin’ a little bit overboard?”, asked Applejack.
Rarity acted as if this was an insult. “Why most certainly not, I’m only taking the necessary precautions. I couldn’t let Sweetie Belle ruin anything of mine”, snapped Rarity.
“Sorry Ah asked”, mumbled Applejack. Rarity and Applejack spent the next 15 minutes placing the plastic wrap over Rarity’s stuff.
When they finished, Rarity wanted to know why Applejack was here. “Two things”, Applejack replied, taking off her hat, “Could ya’ fix this hole in my hat and Ah had a question ta’ ask ya’.” Rarity removed the plastic off one of the sewing machines and took Applejack’s hat.
“Have a seat. Now Applejack dear, what is your question”, inquired Rarity.
“Well, Ah wanted ta know how ya’ tell if a stallion likes a mare.” The seamstress stopped working and a smile appeared on her face.
“I think I know where this is going, this isn’t about your crush on Caramel, is it?”, smirked Rarity.
“Uhh no, but how do ya’ know about that?”, fretted Applejack.
“Oh please, I may not be an expert on stallions, but at least I can tell when a mare likes one.”
Applejack sighed, “Actually, Ah think Big Mac likes somepony”,
“Go on”, soothed Rarity,
“…And Ah think it’s Fluttershy.” The unicorn gasped.
Rarity was in shock. She never did suspect that the giant, red stallion fancied anypony, especially Fluttershy. “Why would you think that?”, asked Rarity. She wanted to get all of her facts straight before coming to any conclusions.
“Well”, started Applejack, “Ah sent Big Mac over yesterday ta deliver some apple pies Fluttershy ordered. It should have taken ‘em about half an hour at the most, but he didn’t come home ‘till about two hours later. Ah tried ta ask ‘em what he was doin’, all Big Mac told was that he had tea with Fluttershy. Ah tried ta ask him some more questions, but then he got all nervous and edgy and ran inside. He didn’t talk much at dinner and Ah figured Ah’d talk ta you about it.”
Rarity thought about what Applejack just told her. It did seem that Big Macintosh did like Fluttershy, but Rarity was not a hundred percent sure. Rarity began to open her mouth, “I think you may be right, but please keep an eye on Big Mac. Tell me what you find out.” What neither of the mares knew, a young unicorn filly, currently suffering from a cold, was standing at the top of the stairs and had heard every word of their conversation.
After their discussion about Big Mac, Rarity finished patching up AJ’s hat and whisked her out the door. Rarity then began working on one of her client’s orders.
Author's Note
I could probably re-write this and make it better, but as I said, I wrote this a long time before I joined this site.