Equestrian Vice

Applejack was looking at all the trees in sweet apple acres rejoicing in the fact that they have all been bucked. She happily made her way back to the barn. When she walked in she could feel something was wrong, there was a sharp chill in the air. She looked to her left to see a solid black stallion sitting down on one of her chairs. There was something on his lap that Applejack has never seen before. It looked like a small pipe.

"Have a seat."

His voice was deep. Any other time Applejack would tell the pony to get the heck out of my house and then maybe buck him in the head. But this pony struck fear in her. She took a seat on the chair in front of him.

"Now you must have known that when you sat down you wouldn't stand back up again."

"What? Just who do-"

"I am your death, this is your fate, this is the spark of dark that will eat away this land."

"If you think you scare me your wrong. If you were going to kill me why haven't you done it already?"

"Did you just lie?"

"Why you IF YOU THINK THA-"

[Bang!]

"Gaghk!"

"Kaghk!"

"Kaghk!"

"Kaghk!"

He watched her for a while, then got out of his seat and walked out the front door.

Granny Smith made her way slowly down the stairs.

"Applejack what was all that commotion? Have you be-"

She came to a dead stop when she saw Applejack. She stared at her for about two minutes then fainted.