"Are you sure this is gonna work?" Sunset asked as she followed Applejack to her family's stables.
"Why shouldn't it? She's a horse, you're a horse. Yer practically cousins!" She guffawed, slapping her knee.
"Ha, ha, hilarious," Sunset responded, rolling her eyes playfully. "Seriously though you seem to forget that my species of equine is sapient. We have magic and talk. Horses here just...neigh and eat hay."
"Weren't you the one complaining about wanting a hay burger when we passed that plant store a few days ago?" Applejack teased.
"Not my point!" Sunset snapped, blushing. "Look, if you want me to so bad, I'll have a look at Missy and see why she's not eating, alright?"
"Alright," Applejack chuckled, opening the barn door. "She's 'round back. Ah'll be there in a bit. Gotta feed the rest of the animals." She grunted, lifting up a bag of feed.
Sunset nodded and followed Applejack's instructions. Sure enough, Missy was laid up in her stable stall, looking bored. She was a brown and white speckled mare, one Sunset had never seen in her life. She was beautiful, and she also seemed to be smirking at her.
"So...." Sunset started, "AJ wanted me to see why you're not eating. She thinks because I used to be a horse that I could just suddenly understand you."
Missy seemed to snort at that.
"I know right? Talk about inconsiderate." She rolled her shoulders. “But it's okay. As much as she and the girls have done for me over the past year, this is the least I could do."
Aren't you sweet?
"Huh?" Sunset blurted, looking around. "Was that...was that you?"
Well who else could it be, sug?
"I'm going bonkers," Sunset said to herself with a nod. "There is no way horses in this world can talk."
You can talk.
"I could always talk! This, this is different!"
Same thing, hun. Just that no one but you can hear me.
Sunset snorted. “And that won't make me look crazy?” She asked, raising a brow.
Missy’s whinny seemed to be her version of a laugh. And telling people you're a horse doesn't?
Sunset snorted herself. “Alright, you've got me there.” She pulled a bale of hay over in front of the stall and sat on it, a little discomforted by the pieces sticking her in her upper thigh.
Taking off her leather jacket, she rolled her shoulders and rubbed her hands together. “Okay. So why aren't you eating?”
Missy seemed to shrug. It's been so boring here on the farm. I've got no one to talk to but Apple Bloom, but she hasn't been by since she started hanging out with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.
“So, you're lonely?” Sunset concluded.
‘Fraid so.
“There aren't any other horses on the farm besides you? I mean you can't just be the only one,” Sunset replied, checking the other stalls.
Unfortunately no. After Applejack sold Mayflower, it's just lil ol’ me.
Sunset nodded, an idea coming to her. “If you want, I could be your friend. I mean on the days when I'm not helping one of the girls with something I could definitely come over and we could talk.”
Missy seemed to brighten up at that. My gracious goodness! You'd do that for me? Why, Sunset Shimmer you're the kindest pony I ever met!
Sunset felt proud to hear that from someone of her species. She stood up. “Sorry I can't stay for long, but I've got to help Applejack with the farm work too.”
Missy nodded. Take your time sug. I'll be here waiting.
Sunset got up and patted her new friend on the muzzle, (which was weird because she used to have one,) before walking out of the barn to start her work.
Weeks flew by after that. Sunset found herself spending more and more time at Applejack’s farm than she thought she would. She was there every other day at this point, helping where she could, and if there was nothing to do, she would spend her time talking to Missy about everything. Equestria, school, even her personal life with the girls. It was nice to finally have someone besides Princess Twilight who could truly listen.
Sunset constantly wrote to Princess Twilight about her friendship with Missy, and enjoyed the long theoretical discussions they had about wondering if other animals in this world could talk now like Spike because of the magic from the portal.
Rainbow Dash had joked at lunch one day that Sunset was probably dating one of the animals and that Applejack should watch her back.
The rest of the girls had rolled their eyes at her while Twilight had gone into a lengthy ramble about how even though technically Sunset was still equine, she was also human, which meant no matter how homesick she felt, getting it on with anything of her former genus was, well bestiality.
Fluttershy then jumped into the conversation with mating habits of horses; among other things that made everyone at the table not want to finish their meals. (or their milk for that matter.) By the end of the period, each girl knew way too much about the subject whether they liked it or not.
Sunset had assured Twilight that she had nothing going on with any of the animals on the farm, and that she was just making one of Applejack's horses feel less lonely. (Rainbow had snickered at that. To which she earned a swift punch in the arm.)
Today was a cold day for one of Sunset’s visits. It was late November, fall on the cusp of becoming winter. Applejack hadn't needed her help today, so she had went straight to the stables.
Missy was laying on the ground, her back turned to Sunset. Sunset noticed her food was untouched, and wondered why Applejack didn't tell her.
“What's wrong?” Sunset asked, entering the stall.
Missy gave her a sad look. Having friends is nice, and don't get me wrong Sunset, you've been a great friend, I just...need something more intimate.
“Intimate?” Sunset repeated. “What do you mean by-- Oh,” She said, blushing a little. “I see. I'll uh, I'll let AJ know.”
Sunset walked over to the tool shed where Applejack was putting away some farm equipment and tapped her on the shoulder.
“Oh hey Sunset!” she greeted. “Back from the stables so soon? How’s Missy doin’?” Applejack saw the blush on Sunset’s face and her eyebrows furrowed.
“Th-That’s what I wanted to talk to you about,” Sunset told her, sitting her down. “Missy, er, told me to ask you to do something for her.”
“Wait, ya’ll can actually communicate? Like, talking and everything?” Applejack asked, astounded.
“Yes. When you first asked me to talk to her, she said she was lonely and wanted another horse to talk to since you sold Mayflower.” Sunset said, fiddling with the hem of her shirt. “And then today she told me she was lonely again, but this time...” Sunset paused, unsure on how to say this. “She wants you to get a stallion.”
Applejack looked confused. “A stallion? Is she love sick or something?”
Sunset nodded. “Yeah, something like that. I think you should get her one. That way she won't be alone anymore. My company isn't enough.”
Applejack smirked. “Are you sure you're asking for Missy and not yourself?” She teased with a laugh.
Sunset’s blush grew deeper. “N-No! It's not like that! I'm serious! I'm doing this for her as a friend.”
Applejack nodded, understanding. “Ah get ya, Sunset. You're a good friend. To all of us. Especially Missy.” She gave the older girl a strong pat on the back. “Though I'm gonna have to ask Granny and Mac ‘bout this. There ain't much in the budget to buy another horse, especially a stallion.”
Sunset understood. “It might be a while, but I'm sure I can let Missy know it'll be worth the wait,” She replied, giving Applejack a smile.
And a while it did. It was a few months before Applejack and Sunset could make it happen but by the spring there was a new stallion on the farm named Storm. He was strong and proud, with a black mane. Sunset was sure if Twilight hadn't hammered it into her head that she couldn't have a intimate relationship with any creature of her genus from this world, she would have stolen him for her own.
She did after all, choose him according to what she found most attractive. Applejack and the other girls teased her about it, but Missy seemed pretty happy to have someone to share the barn with.
Thank you, Sunset. Missy told her one day in the stables.
Sunset smiled. “No problem, Missy,” She told her. She giggled. “Though I might want to borrow Storm sometime!”
Missy laughed herself. He's all yours!
Don't I get a say in this? Storm asked.
“Nope,” Both Sunset and Missy responded, laughing happily.
Author's Note
This was a story I started like, a year ago. I forgot about it, found it, and then spent the past two weeks trying to figure out how to finish it. And here it is. Fun fact: Missy speaks in a southern drawl just like Applejack. Just like, more sourthern bell ish. Anyway I'm still trying to raise 450 dollars for rent and stuff so if any of you guys can help, please do. My paypal is right here. https://www.paypal.me/DerpyMuffins234 Hopefully you guys enjoyed this and thanks for reading!
