Sweating Bullets...Still Life

Maud bought a ticket to Ponyville and boarded a train. She looked around for her seat, but eventually found it. A terrified looking stallion sat beside her. I wonder what this pony's story is..., she thought to herself.

"Hello.", the mare said, in her usual monotone like voice. The stallion looked at Maud for a few seconds, examining her.

"Yes?", the stallion responded in a quick manner.

Maud and the stallion stared at each other for a moment. The stallion tensed up and began to sweat a little.

"What's your name?", the mare said in her usual tone.

"My name is Otto. I am a mechanic. Something strange had happened to me last night, and i think i am still scared and confused about it. That mare... i'd rather not say. I am just after her. What are you on this train for?"

Already wanting me to get into a conversation? I did not ask for this stallion's whole life story. I guess i might as well talk to him, even if i do feel irritable right now., Maud thought.

Maud opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her eyes widened as she thought to herself; I don't even know why i am on this train. The mare thought quickly and let out a response.

"I had to get away from my farm. My name is Maud."

"What do you do? Agriculture?"

"No, i am a geologist."

"Interesting."

"What kind of mechanic are you?"

"I am an auto repair mechanic. "

"Hm."

The mechanic scratched his head and turned away, looking out the window.

Maud went back in her seat, looking at the ceiling of the train. She looked down at herself. Her hooves were shaking. The mare was beginning to sweat. The mechanic quickly turned his head to the mare.

"Are you alright?"

"J-just...plea-pl-...water...i need...water..." Oh no...i am having a hot flash again...

The mechanic opened a bottle of water that was in a little cup holder next to him. He started to unscrew the top of the bottle with his mouth. Otto held the mare's head slightly back and started to give her the water. He removed the bottle after it was half empty, and set it in Maud's cup holder.

"There you go. You gonna be ok?", Otto said in a humble tone.

"I-I think I'll be fine, thanks."

"You be sure to take some drinks of that there water if you ever need it."

"T-thank you. Yes, i think i am going to be fine."

What a nice stallion. Maud laid back in her seat, lost in numbing thought. A loud voice broke her from her day dreaming.

"Next station stop, Ponyville!"

Maud sprung up from her seat, and quickly said bye to Otto as the train began to halt.

"See ya later", Otto said, sounding unsure.

The grey mare galloped to the opening doorway and swiftly went through.

After only galloping for a minimal amount of time, Maud had to stop herself, as she was getting exhausted. She had found herself now panting on a dull wooden bench. With every exhale of the mare's breath, a sharp pain would emerge. Maud winced, holding her hooves to her chest. She looked on, eyeing her surroundings, trying to find her sister's bakery. The grey mare was on some kind of hill that gave a beautiful view of the small town.

The view did not matter to Maud all that much, she just needed to get to her sister for whatever reason. She decided against trying to think why she even wanted to see Pinkie, but thinking about that too much gave her a migraine headache. As soon as Maud caught eye of the bakery, she sprinted once more, eager to enter the place. As she went down the hill and through pedestrians, she started to get aches in her muscles, and little sweat beads began to form.

Maud made a stop in the middle of the town, not even knowing where she was going. She just sprinted in the general direction of what she thought was the bakery. The mare's huffs and puffs granted her odd looks from the townsponies. Maud looked up and peeked at a corner, and saw something that brought her with joy. A sign reading, "Sugar Cube Corner".

Maud caught her breath and began to casually trot towards the bakery door, putting back on her normal expression and wiping her forehead with her hoof. She knocked on the door and waited a few seconds. The door flew open, and in the doorway stood a smiling Pinkie Pie with her eyes closed and her grin coming from ear to ear. The pink mare opened her eyes and was about to speak, but then a look of astonishment washed over her face. Pinkie then grabbed Maud and hugged her tightly, wrapping her hooves completely around Maud. The grey mare got in closer to Pinkie and embraced her in a warm we-

Maud shook her head and found herself still at the front door of the bakery. What was that?, Maud thought as a single sweat drop descended from her bangs to the ground. She completely covered her hooves over her face and looked down. She removed her hooves from around her face after a few seconds. Maud breathed in and out slowly. She galloped away from the bakery, not looking back. Maud tried to find the least populated area that she could. She eventually ended up in an empty park area, in which she laid down on a bench nearby. She began to relax herself and think about what had happened.

She just went all the way from home to go see her little sister, but at the front door she thought about something. Maud started to shake a bit and look around more. The more she thought about that one simple afterthought, the more she felt herself getting somewhat aroused. She tried not to think about it at all, but it always came back into her mind. Maud began to fidget and move around the bench. The very thought of just hugging Pinkie brought shivers to her spine now. Maud felt disgusted at herself, yet feeling like it was natural. Maud held her hoof a inch or two away from her muzzle, and stared at it. She closed her eyes and began to breathe faster. The mare's wet tongue extruded from her mouth, and she gave a slight cracked smirk. She brought her hoof closer to her tongue, and licked her hoof eagerly. She got no ecstatic pleasure from it, but did feel chills forming on her hooves, and a sort of adrenaline rush. She quickly released her hoof from her mouth. As she did so, a string of saliva came out with the hoof.

Maud looked around at the empty park and started to think.

It would be great if I could...for one time...her padded wet glistening coat...all wet...

She did not argue against the thought anymore. She assumed doing so would result in another migraine headache. The fear of it was seemingly a mere excuse. I just need to rest and i'll be fine. I think. The grey mare's thoughts did the opposite of comfort her, as they were unsure and foreign.