“So where is this farm of yours?” I’m starting to have doubts considering I’ve been running for about 30 minutes while carrying Granny Smith. I know what you guys might be thinking; how is it I’m not getting tired after carrying her? Well she doesn’t weight me down that much plus I’m pretty strong for someone my size surprisingly. But I am starting to feel fatigue.

“Don’t worry it’s just up ahead.” I don’t know if she’s telling the truth considering I’m getting tired already. I then drop her down and followed. We continued walking on the dirt road which leads to a small hill, we continued the walk and once we came to the top, the view was amazing.

“Well here she is, Sweet Apple Aches.” Granny Smith pointed out a huge field that surrounded a barn and a small house.

“Wow.” Was all I can say after seeing the farm. Seriously this is my first time seeing an actual farm. I’ve always wondered what farm life looked like. After finally coming to my senses, I grab Granny Smith again so that we can get to the farm as fast as possible. After this I’ll head back to the town and if the girls were suspecting me that I left because I had something to do with Applejack in the hospital, then this will be my alibi.

Once I saw the gate, I drift on the dirt to stop myself next to the gate. I put granny down so that I can open the Gate for her.

“Thank ya kindly.” She complemented me.

“Don’t *sigh* mention *pant* it.”

(Damn I’m tired.)

“You sure you can head back?” Granny Smith began worrying about me.

“Don’t *pant*worry *sigh* about me.” I assured her.

(Ok maybe I should calm down a little. But if I don’t get back to the girls, they’ll think I bailed town because I put Applejack in the hospital.

(News flash; you really did do it.)

“Bite me.” I said to the voice.

“What was that?” Granny Smith asked.I look at her and realized there was no body but me and her. Maybe I should take a break after all I’m starting to hear noises recently.

“Ok Ms. Smith I’ll stay for a little while.” What can I say; I’m sort of a free loader.

“Well lets head on to the house you must be thirsty.” Actually I am.

“Thank you kindly.” I thanked her.

We both head to the house that is until I felt a small shake coming from the ground all of a sudden. The shaking became stronger almost every second I looked at the ground and the pebbles were trembling. That’s when something inside me told me to look back.

(Someone’s going to ram from behind.)

(You really couldn’t think of anything that’s not vulgar?)

I ignored whatever those two were about to argue but I looked back to check if it wasn’t lying. It wasn’t and I was going to thank whatever it was because there was a red pony whose height was around the ponies but slightly taller and it was charging at me with full force like a freighter.

“Oh shit!” I ran to the house so I can close the door on him. I ran as fast as possible but I was still tired after carrying Granny smith. Shit I wasn’t going to make it.

“Wait stop I’m not…” I never got to finish after the fact, I shit you not, he flung my ass so far I crashed to the door head first and that wasn’t over. Once I got my second wind, I turn around and saw that he was still charging. I tried to stop him by putting my arm out to him signaling him to stop.

“Wait. Mercy.” Was all I can say after I blacked out when something or that thing hit me. Damn it I’ve been knocked out many times before but this is the first time I’ve been knocked out by a pony. That’s going to the list.

After everything else I can’t seem to recall. The only recent memory I can come up with was a few voices that one sounded masculine, the other sounded like a little girl, Granny was there but that’s it. At some point in time I did wake up but this was all I can remember.

When I woke up I felt really weak. My body felt sore and that I was wrapped in bandages in my chest and my right arm was wrapped also. Lastly I was laying on something comfy. I think I’ve been sleeping on a bed all this time.

(Huh can’t believe this crap happened to me again. And to think the second time would have hurt less.)

(Feels like the first time right?)

“Yeah.” Wait where did that come from?

“Oh. Your awake?” said…said… oh shit.

“Don’t worry I have something that can fix that.” I looked over my left side only to see blonde hair and an orange figure in the dark. Guess it was nighttime. But what really made me worry was the fact that its legs were being pulled ready to…

“Whack”

And that is the story of how Applejack pulled the most bitches move; which was to hurt me at my worst health. What a bitch.

When I woke up the next morning, my head felt like I was run over by a freighter truck head first. Man my body was hurting everywhere and not only that, the sun was burning my eyes once I woke up oh god the light it burns. I felt like crap especially my face, it hurts and I thought things couldn’t get much worse but that is until I heard the magic word coming from downstairs.

“Breakfast is ready.” Said Applejack.

(Seriously no one should sound that happy after having been drop kicked.) Whatever I’ll ask her after breakfast seriously felt like I haven’t eaten since yesterday. Once I got my senses back I pull the covers off, got most of the bandages off of me and tried getting up. Surprisingly this should have hurt me considering I had my ass handed by that red pony. Guess they must have the same medicine that healed me last time I got knocked out.

I finally got up and headed downstairs and low and behold there was a plethora of apple bake goods. Wouldn’t surprise me considering this place has a shit ton of apples and who wouldn’t use their products for themselves. Everyone or I think everyone is here; Granny Smith, Applejack, the red jerkoff that beat me up, and… oh my god she is so small.

On the other side of the table, there was a small yellow pony with a bright red mane and a light red bow on her mane. If there’s one thing in this world that I have a soft spot for it’s both the elderly and baby animals. From the way she looks, she looks like she’s a little kid in pony years regardless adorable as hell.

When I sat down everyone including Applejack was looking at me almost as if something I miss.

“Why's everyone staring at me? Is it because I’m that good looking?” I asked them.

“You could say that or the fact that you got a raccoon’s eye on your right side.” Applejack answered me.

“A what eye.” I was confused until I looked down on my plate seeing the reflection on my face only barely. Around the light colors of my face, I see a smidge of dark color on my right side. Oh god what has she done.

“Excuse me for a second. You can go ahead and eat.” I stood up and speed walk to find the nearest mirror. I searched around the house until I found the bathroom with a full body mirror. I looked at the mirror and was just taken back by the shiner Applejack gave me last night. But I still couldn’t believe or hold back the outburst that came with it.

“OH MY GOD! MY FACE! MY BEAUTIFUL FACE NOOOOOOOOOOO!” This was my good side and now she ruined.

“GOD DAMN YOU AJ.” Was the last thing I said before calming down. I opened the mirror cabinet to find an eye patch and thankful there was one left. Guess my luck isn’t shit.

Now that I got all that out of my system and knowing the reason why my face feels like shit I think I’ll just go back to the dining table and just eat. That’s basically the only thing I can do considering they haven’t kicked me out already.

When I came down they all just looked at me almost as if I did something crazy. Oh…right.

“You’re all probably wondering why I’m not upset or for the most part, me not shaking Applejack like a ragdoll right?”

Before anyone can answer I believed it was right to set the record straight.

“Reasons why is because I’m hungry, but that’s just one. Others are because there’s a small child in this room and I hate to look like the bad guy.”

They all just look at the little pony then back to me.

“But that’s not the main reason why. It’s because at some point in the near future, Applejack will soon get her one up pence at some point in time and I will continue to inject as much fear in my threats to her as I can.” I then flashed Applejack my “I’ll f&*king murder you” look at her for a second and it worked. I only saw a tiny flinch from her giving me the satisfaction that this day will be fun for me.

“So what are we waiting for? I am starving.” From what they made I see they made a pie, probably apple. Then a fritter, juice, and God damn the entire table is almost filled with apple types the only thing that’s not apple related is the pitcher of milk. Regardless I ate as much as I can from the breakfast pile and I never felt this blissful from a meal before. I swear those apples will be the death of me.

Once they were done with breakfast, big red and the little one walked outside. Big red went to the fields while the little one went to the dirt road that’s headed straight to the town with bags in tow.

I stood outside the porch and looked at the fields and barn. To tell the truth I felt a sense of calmness around me, it almost made me forget about the black eye. Almost. But enough about this place I feel a lot safer away from
Applejack. I’m not scared I just don’t want to do something to make her angry or give her an excuse to kick my ass without me throwing the first punch.

As I was walking away from the farm, surprise, surprise, I get tied up by a rope. I can only guess who did it.

“And just where do you think you’re heading off to?” Applejack questioned me.

“I’m heading over to Twilight’s tree. And plus, farm life just isn’t my style.” Even if this place was nice enough to stay, it’ll get boring quickly and when I’m bored, my mind tends to get chaotic when there’s people unfortunate enough in my area.

“I guess you weren’t awake at the time.”

“Yeah I guess. What exactly do you mean?” I don’t like where this is going.

“Twilight thinks it’s a good idea for you to learn how to earn bits and what better way to earn them is working for me.”

(What?! She can’t do that and more importantly who gives Twilight the right to… wait bits?)

“What the hell is a bit?” I’m genially curious about this.

“A bits sort of like this.” She pulls out her hat with her hoof? How the hell did she grab it? When she did, she shook it and out pop a few gold coins. When I first saw the gold coins I was astounded by the fact those were gold coins. I couldn’t believe it.

“Wait a minute; those coins can’t be made of real gold.”

(Nice try horse but I’m way too smart to be fooled by the likes of you.)

I then felt the ropes loosen up then she tossed a coin to my direction. I caught it and felt it all around. It felt real but I was still not convinced, there was one sure fire way to make sure it’s the real thing. I bit the coin a bit hard to make sure if this was the real thing. I look at the coin again and examined it, if I made a dent then it’s a fake however there was no dent. Holy hell this is real.

“Shit this is real? And you ponies use this for currency here?” I then flipped the coin back to her and she actually caught it with one hoof. Ok that’s kind of impressive.

“Yep.” Applejack answered.

“Ok you convinced me to stay. But what am supposed to do here exactly?” I’ll comply only because if I saved up enough, then life back home will be a whole lot easier for me once I convert these to U.S bills once I get back.

50 minutes later…

“Gah!” I think I’m going to die here. For the past few minutes, I’ve been task to move barrels to the barn for God knows how long? I got to about two and already I’m tired. Seriously what’s in those things? When I slumped over the second barrel, I checked and see if Applejack was doing any worse for wear. She was just pushing it without missing a beat.

“Come on you still got a few more barrels left. I’m already done with my part. So I’ll leave the rest to yeh while I buck some apples.”

When she left, I muttered “bitch” to her and flipped the bird to get it all out of my system. I’m gonna get her for this. She just needs to slip up and I’ll be there to have the last laugh.

4 hours later…

“I feel like every bone in my body’s broke.” I can’t move my body; I feel like I wasted my entire life moving these things and for what coins? What sort of God planned this torture?

“HOOOWEE! Well I think it’s about time I should meet up with Twilight. Tell her you been a good help here.”

“WHATEVER!” That was all I can say after I laid my back on the ground, finally finished with the barrels.

“Oh and when I come back there’s a few other things I need help on. See you later David.”

And just like that I couldn’t hear her anymore. Good now I can wait for vultures to come for me. I was about to close my eyes until something started poking me with a stick.

“Hey Applebloom you think it’s still alive?” Said a girl with a boyish tone.

“I don’t know. Poke him some more Scootaloo.” Said the girl with a southern accent.

“I don’t think we should wake him up. Rarity says he’s a bad influence.” Said a squeaky voice girl.

*sigh* God damn it. Can I get a freakin brake for one day?

“Look if you here to call me names go ahead I’ve been named far worse then what you kids can think of.” I told them.

“Like what?” ask the girl named Scootaloo.

“I have a few but the most common ones are “You two face son of a bastard!” or the classic “You son of a bitch!” I said those quotes like an old man to add comedic effect.

“What’s a bitch?” Asked Scootaloo.

“What’s a bastard?” Asked the white colored light purple/light pink maned pony.

“Look umm what’s your name?”

“Oh sorry it’s Sweetie Belle.” She answered.

“Thanks. Anyways don’t repeat what I just told you.”

“Why not?” The one named Applebloom asked.

“Because if your sisters ever found out you learned those words from me, they’d have an excuse to kick my ass.” Damn it I did it again.

“What’s an ass?” Asked the one named Scootaloo.

(Either way, it’s going to revolve around me so why the hell not?) I thought to myself.

I told them what they mean by their original meaning then to their modern meanings.

“…and that’s why it’s never to be used unless you or someone you hate are without adult supervision.” Oh this will bite me in the ass eventually.

“Huh so in a sense Diamond Tiaras a bitch.” Said Scootaloo.

“I don’t know who this Diamond Tiara is but if she’s a bully here’s what you say if she ever gets to your nerves.” I signal her to get closer because I’m still tired. I whispered to her and told her something neither a child nor an adult should ever curse.

“But what’s a…” I shushed her before she could say it.

“You’ll know it when the time is right.” I told her. I got up still a bit strained, but got up on both legs.

“As much as I like to lay here and die, I really want to go back inside now.” I then limped to the house, went inside then lay on the bed I was knocked out. I slept for god knows how long but when I became hungry I woke up and it was night time. Ok seriously how am I still alive in this god forsaken place?

I open the door I hear no one making a sound guess they must have slept when I was knocked out.

"Guess she didn't need my help or that she saw me here almost half dead." Whatever so long as I had that nap it didn't matter.

All of them except Big Red and Applejackoff have been so kind to let me stay; I took off my shoes and tiptoed to the kitchen to get a midnight snack. Didn't want to wake the entire house especially Applebloom and Granny. I get to the kitchen and opened the fridge to find a pitcher of water and took random assortments of fruits.

Once I had my fill, I tiptoed back to my room but not before I heard someone crying on the other side of my room. I cracked opened the door and entered to see who’s room this was . I got close to the bed to see who it was and it was Applejack.

I was confused as to why she was crying maybe it’s something personal but this thing has nothing to do with me. Before I can head back I then heard more sniveling from her. I then look back having a dilemma.

(Come on let’s just go, this has nothing to do with us. Why should we care after what she did to us?”)

(And what exactly did she do?)

(She gave us a black eye, she rat on us and we had the worst day ever! Why should we even care?)

(Come look at her she’s crying. Are you really that heartless?)

(Yes I am. During our years together, I kept us from being hurt.)

“Will both of you shut the hell up.” I whispered almost blowing my cover. I checked on Applejack to see if she heard that and thankfully she’s still sleep weeping. Ok that sounded sadistic .

(Ok first off this doesn’t concern me. But for this onetime thing, I’ll try to calm her down without waking her up.)

(But…)

(Shut up!)

(Fine but if her brother comes in and sees us don’t say I didn’t tell you so.)

(I’ll keep that in mind.)

(Of course I’ll make sure he remembers.)

Both of them finally shut up but I still don’t know who those two are. Maybe those voices are my good and bad conscious. Or should it be my evil and less evil conscious.

Regardless what my alignment is, I can’t just let her cry. So I closed the door so the others don’t hear this. I… I haven’t done this to anyone other than my sister but for her I’ll make this an exception. I just wish there was some instrument I can play but there’s none around me so I’ll just do it the old fashion way. I sang her a song.

When I was sing to her I sort of petted her, I know it sounded like a creep would do but it actually worked. Guess whatever she was dreaming was something pretty bad. No one should have nightmares or night terrors I should know, I’ve lived them and it’s not enjoyable.

After I was done she finally stops, I grab a tissue from her tissue box on her desk to help dry the tears. I was hesitant at first but it just felt right at the time but I kissed her on the forehead like what parents do when there child finally slept. I hate to say this but it felt nice doing something right. But I tiptoed back to my room and got ready for whatever bullshit she’s planned for me.

“*YAWN* God this weeks going to suck." After that I finally sleep.

Third person view

Unbeknownst to David, a certain pony of the night witness the event that had transpired before her eyes, a creature she had not yet encountered. She knew of this creature’s existence through her sister yet it still astounds her to see a creature that walks on two and speaks fluent equine. That also meant that Celestia told her that the creature almost threaten her which almost made her worried not just to Celestia but to those that have to live with something that threaten one of their co-rulers.

“How very curious indeed.” Once David went to bed now was the time for Luna to know more about him by entering his mind so that she can have a way to know if he’s dangerous or not. Luna then conjured a thin white string from her horn in which was a way for her to enter the minds of other ponies. However as she connected the other end, everywhere around her was gone nothing but a dark place but her in the middle.

She looked around to see if there was anything other than total darkness. She eventually found a single door however as she was walking towards it, it was wrapped around in chains with five bright red locks. What was strange about theses locks was that there was no key hole as with all doors and locks it should have them.

“Hmm it would seem that whatever this hu-man… doesn’t intend on sharing anything from his mind.” Luna thought.

“However I must talk to him to know what his intentions are." With that Luna used her magic to open the locks. Try as she might, she was unable to open them. The more she was forcing to open the locks; the chains began to tighten around the door making it hard for her to maneuver them to open.

“Why can’t I open them? There are ponies that have some sort of security in their minds but these ones are different. Why can’t they…” before she can finish, the door began to make a sound. It didn’t make a sound only when a door is knocked, it sounded like when a heart is beating.

“So this door is not only his mind set, it is everything he feels and experience. No wonder it’s difficult to open it.” Luna knew that in order for it to open, the dreamer must open his heart to her which meant she would have to face him in realty in order for her to get in his mind.

“Nightmare night will come soon. And until that day comes, I will know what your true intentions are.”

End of chapter 8

Author's Note

Sup to anyone or anybody that's been reading this. Sorry it took so long but when Fallout 4 came out its become a drug to me now. I needed that fix man. However with its awesome gameplay, it will not stop me from writing which also gave me a question to you guys; which out of the fallout games are you favorite? If you never played any of them try either 3 or New Vegas. I prefer New Vegas. The reason why I choose this version of the song was because well I like this version better, sure I could have put the original and that was the first thing on my mind. But this one was well sung and I think she deserve recognition. Ghost, out.