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                   The Musician's Plight                   
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                     I. A Kind Morning                     
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I. A Kind Morning
Birds go chirp, sheep go baa, and Wolfgang hated both those calls. In fact, Wolfgang hated nearly every call that the animals made in the house he lived in. Groaning, Wolfgang turned to lay on his stomach as he covered himself with the blankets on the bed. Opening his right eye, he turned his head slowly to the right to stare at the calendar on the wall. A good portion of the dates were crossed off, but one was circled with some blurry words in said circle. Wolfgang groaned once more, but this time to a small amount of weight that was currently stomping on his back.
"Get off Carrot Douche..." Wolfgang said exasperatedly, knowing the little tyrant that dare try to wake him from his slumber. Hopping off his back to face him was a little white rabbit with a very angry look no its face. This was one of the many tenants that lived in this house with Wolfgang, Angel Bunny. How the male rabbit got that name Wolfgang would never know, yet one thing was certain, they did not like each other. Since the start of Wolfgang's stay, Angel and him would be constantly annoyed at each other's presence whenever near close proximity. It never really got out of hand, the two clearly knew Wolfgang could bite his head off, but they would always find ways to annoy the other. Angel would usually just trip Wolf gang at inconvenient times while Wolfgang would just hide his carrots everywhere.
Angel made a bunch of chittering sounds while stomping his feet on the mattress. With another groan, Wolfgang nudged Angel off the bed and buried his head in a soft pillow.
"The day you leave me alone is the day I quit booze." Wolfgang sighed, not caring the bunny was now seething in anger under him. Speaking of booze, Wolfgang reached for his signature flask that stood on top a little cabinet next to the bed. Wolfgang took a moment to examine the black and silver rectangle with his blurry vision. Etched onto the front was Wolfgang's name, Wolfgang proudly remembering how he painstakingly carved every letter with his pocket knife. With a little smirk, Wolfgang took a quick swig from the flask, happily downing the alcoholic apple cider with drowsy glee.
The door to the bedroom opened and the two tenants looked to see the lovely landlord enter. To Wolfgang, it was a major sight to behold, while Angel was glad to see what he considered his friend. In the room now was Fluttershy, a Pegasus mare and the Element of Kindness. Fluttershy was a very nice and compassionate mare who cared greatly for the many animals that gathered to her house. She was also the first pony that Wolfgang had any longer contact with. As it was the early morning, Fluttershy was only wearing a long gray T-shirt that tried to cover the pink panties underneath. Fortunately for Wolfgang, her F-cup breasts held up the shirt quite nicely, giving him a sneak peek at her panties.
Angel scurried out of the room, not wanting to hear one of Fluttershy's famous scoldings. Wolfgang was glad Angel did so; if there was one force that could get the furry menace to fuck off for a few minutes, it was Fluttershy. Fluttershy slowly came over to the bed and sat on the edge, facing away from Wolfgang. Wolfgang could only thank whatever force compelled her to do so, now he could get a great look at the bountiful flesh of her butt. Her cutie mark, three pink butterflies, only accented the wondrous flesh that sat before him. The mare turned her head slightly and smiled as she wagged her pink tail at Wolfgang's nose.
"I'm awake Shy, stop." Wolfgang grumbled as Fluttershy ceased her attempt at waking up Wolfgang.
"I-I'm sorry Wolfy, but you know how you sleep, it's quite challenging to wake you up." Fluttershy commented as she looked back at the calendar. It was indeed the day, January 13th, the day Wolfgang came to her lovely abode to stay. "You know what day it is right?... But it's ok if you don't." Fluttershy backpedaled, not wanting to sound rude to Wolfgang.
Wolfgang pondered and came to a conclusion that to him was most reasonable. "Is it the day we fucked on the table?"
"N-nooooooooooo." Fluttershy hide herself behind her mane. Wolfgang grinned at the reaction and hoisted himself up. After wrapping his arms around her petite waist, Wolfgang began nibbling her right ear, causing Fluttershy to squirm.
"Relax Shy... It's the 13th, our 1 year anniversary if you want to be girly about it." Wolfgang chuckled, how could he forget that day of all days?
Fluttershy was watching her animals eat peacefully, as if there wasn't a care in the world. She was happy with this naturally; having to deal with a god of chaos, a queen of changelings, and a being from Tartaras was not something Fluttershy wanted her animals to deal with. However, Fluttershy was a little nervous, she had just gotten a letter from her friend two days ago. She couldn't really say for certain, but something was telling Fluttershy that this was very important. A few knocks could be heard from inside the living room, which meant that company had arrived. Fluttershy used her wings to quickly fly to the door and opened it very slowly.
Peeking her eye out, she saw the pony that sent her the letter, Princess Twilight Sparkle. Twilight always had a smile on her face whenever she meets up with Fluttershy, but something about her smile this time showed great worry. Opening the door a little further, Fluttershy saw another being sitting down on the grass. The creature seemed to be male, showing no signs of fur except for the top of the head. The male being looked directly into Fluttershy's eyes, leaving the poor mare deadlock in his gaze. The male stood up and wobbled carefully over to the two mares. It was then Fluttershy noticed the flask in his hand and the red tint on his cheeks.
"Hi Fluttershy!" Twilight said in mock excitement, looking more nervous being around the male being. "I'd liked to introduce you to Wolfgang Charleston, he would be the po-human that I thought could stay here for awhile?" Fluttershy did remember that Twilight wanted somepony, or more something, to stay as a residence in her house. While she was perfectly up for anypony needing a place to stay so they can lift themselves up, Fluttershy had to admit she was a little scared. Twilight looked at the male creature and nudged him a bit on the shoulder.
"Wha?" The male spoke shocked as if he just awoke from his sleep. He focused his attention on the Pegasus and held out his hand. "Um, hey, names Wolfgang, nice to meet you or something?"
Fluttershy looked at his hand and saw a couple scars; not wanting to look at them, she instead looked up at his face. His features were ok, no scars or any blemish on the skin. He had a stubble around the bottom of his face, showing he once had a beard. The part that Fluttershy payed attention to the most was his eyes. To any other pony, they would see intimidating blue eyes, but to Fluttershy, she saw pain. Deep within those oceanic orbs, she saw feelings of agony and anger just brewing within this male being.
"Is it normal to just stare at people around here?" Wolfgang asked Twilight, which caused Fluttershy to snap out of her daze.
"O-Oh, my apologies, my name is Fluttershy, nice to meet you." Fluttershy greeted and shook Wolfgang's hand softly.
Wolfgang now rested his head on Fluttershy's shoulder, burying his face within the crook of her neck. Fluttershy patted his head gingerly, slightly blushing after getting her ear attacked by her human companion. "Remember your first time here?" Fluttershy asked as she unfurled her wings.
"Yeah, you were very awkward, still are, as a matter of fact." Wolfgang sighed as he felt pure bliss in the position he was currently in.
"I was not that awkward."
"Yeah, you were."
"... Maybe a little."
"More like a lot." At this point Wolfgang was gaining immense joy in teasing the easily teasable mare. Fluttershy gave a little pout and decided to get her revenge in the most suitable way how. Turning to Wolfgang, she decided to give him "The Stare". Wolfgang instantly jumped back and curled up in his blanket. One thing that could stop any beast or off the wall drunk was Fluttershy's "Stare". "Fuck off! I thought we agreed you wouldn't do that!"
"We agreed that I wouldn't do it unless you were being a meanie," Fluttershy turned around and stretched forward to flick him on the forehead, "And watch your language... Please."
"Aw C'mon, were both 27-year-old sentient beings, we can curse every once in a while." Wolfgang now poked his head of the blanket mound he made to protect himself. Fluttershy only chuckled and lay down next to blanket mound. Once again, Wolfgang couldn't keep his eyes off her. Fluttershy's legs, thighs, and breasts were on full display, and Wolfgang couldn't be any happier.
"Remember that time at your 'Welcome to Ponyvile' party? The time you came to help me." Fluttershy smiled very happily as she looked at Wolfgang. Not much could be said about the incident, but Fluttershy forever saw Wolfgang as her "knight in shining armor... With a drinking problem."
In the sugarcoated building of Sugarcube Corner, a party was booming through the night. Ponies of all shapes and sizes were having the time of their lives in celebration of their new neighbor. Not a single soul could say anything bad about the party, then again, nopony could since it was a Pinkie Pie party. Fluttershy was sitting in a corner watching the festivities take place, happily watching everypony greet Wolfgang. It was a couple of weeks since Wolfgang moved into Fluttershy's house and the two seemed to be getting along. She was concerned about some things, mainly his drinking problem and his seclusive behavior.
In terms of his drinking, it was very unpredictable. Some days Fluttershy would see Wolfgang on the floor silent and waisted from whatever alcohol he put in his flask. Other days he would be pacing back and forth, cursing his breath away while downing another drink. Due to her timid nature, it was hard for Fluttershy to talk to Wolfgang about it. It was also hard to talk because Wolfgang didn't really open up to anypony. His behavior didn't stop him from getting two jobs in the town, but in terms of trying to help him, Fluttershy and his unofficial psychiatrist (Twilight Sparkle) couldn't get anywhere.
While Fluttershy was musing about her tenant, two stallions suddenly approached her. One had black fur and a charcoal mane while the other had white fur and a light gray mane. The dark one coughed to gain her attention, which worked as Fluttershy looked up at them. "Hey there miss, me and my brother," The dark one gestured to his lighter companion, "were just admiring your radiant beauty."
Fluttershy experienced this before, so she did the best thing she could do when a stallion would hit on her. Slowly lowering her head, Fluttershy twiddled with her thumbs and didn't say anything. Usually a stallion would go away and pay no mind to her, but not these two. "Yo, babe, ya got a hearing problem or something?" The white one spoke arrogantly.
"Mind your manners bro, this chick's alright, right?" The dark pony looked at Fluttershy with a smug grin as he started lifting his hand near her chin. Fluttershy stayed still and a board of wood, not wanting to provoke the stallions anymore than they probably were. Just then, A short cough was heard behind the two stallions. They turned around to spot Wolfgang, wearing a gray T-shirt and jeans, looking visibly angry. Taking out and swigging from his flask, Wolfgang store deep into the two stallions trying to hit on Fluttershy.
"So... What's happening here." Wolfgang questioned, not taking his eyes off the two ponies harassing Fluttershy. The dark one lowered his grin and turned to face the new guy in Ponyville.
"Ay, what's up-" Before finishing his sentence, Wolfgang grabbed both the stallions by the collars of their shirts. Fluttershy's eyes went big and put her hand over her mouth, hoping nopony sees what's happening.
"Listen here shitheads," Wolfgang held them closer to his face, "I don't know what kind of game this is, but don't fucking mess with my friend, ya here?" Wolfgang's stare was piercing through the two stallions like a bullet. He let the two ponies down and they, with great anger towards the human, left the party. Miraculously, no one noticed this, must have been Pinkie Pie eating the entire cake. Wolfgang looked at Fluttershy with his angry expression, but something told Fluttershy that there was some emotion of relief within that expression. Wolfgang walked away back to his drinking corner while leaving a more than flushed Fluttershy behind.
Fluttershy sighed dreamily as she laid her head on Wolfgang's blanket covered torso. "It was very nice how you stood up for me." She said as she traced a circle on his chest.
"They were bothering my landlord, might as well try to fu-eff them up at my welcome party." Wolfgang stated proudly as he looked up the ceiling. Fluttershy put her face directly near Wolfgang's and gently placed her lips on his. Their kiss started calm and loving, but through some tongue manipulation by Wolfy, it got, as the kids say, hot and heavy. After a brutal tongue war between the two lovers, Fluttershy removed her lips from Wolfgang's and started breathing heavily. Wolfgang chuckled at the sight of Fluttershy "How'd you ever fall for a smudge like me?"
"I guess I wanted a challenge." Fluttershy's eyes turned half-lidded as she slowly raised her shirt above her head, revealing the wondrous flesh that hung off her chest. She wore no bra, allowing for Wolfgang to see her nipples perk up in excitement.
"Hehehe, naughty Flutters, not wearing a bra now?" At this point Wolfgang had the blankets off and his shirt on the bedroom floor. He was about to rip off his underwear until Fluttershy put her on the cloth prison that kept "Junior" in his wake. Getting into a crawling position on the bed, Fluttershy leaned her face over to Wolfgang's penis, slowly pulling down his underwear until his prick was released to a full mast. Flutters eyed the cock that she grew to love and gently kissed it the top of it, giving Wolfgang a bad case of erotic shivers. She saw this, and that's exactly what Fluttershy was looking for.
Taking the first step, Fluttershy slowly licked the base of the shaft to the top the head, watching as Wolfgang moaned with each lick. Repeating the act again and again, Fluttershy practically came right then and there just be hearing Wolfgang's noises of ecstasy. Trying to up the ante, Fluttershy started wrapping her tongue around the head and began slowly stroking his cock with her mouth. With every bob of her head, she went deeper and deeper down on his length, making Wolfgang smile a dopey smile.
"D-Damn Flutters, fucking killer~." Wolfgang groaned as his eyes glazed up at the ceiling. Fluttershy remembered her first sexual encounter with Wolfgang like it was yesterday, which she didn't really like because it was quite the disaster. She didn't really have prior experience with pleasing a lover, so she knew her first performance was lackluster. Wolfgang promised her she was fine, thought she found it hard to believe since he passed out from some whiskey he consumed earlier before the act. She, rightfully so, didn't talk to him for a couple of days after that, but they somehow got through it.
Fluttershy felt a soft tap on her head and looked up at her lover, who was almost out of breath. Ending her blowjob, Fluttershy gave Wolfgang a loving smile as she trapped his cock in between her breasts. Now going the extra mile, Fluttershy kept a fast pace as she stroked Wolfgang up and down. At this point, Wolfgang was ready to burst from the sheer majesty of boobjobs. Before, Wolfy could only wonder what hid in the shirt of his beautiful landlord. Little did he realize the sheer awe inspiring softness that hid from the world.
"I-I'm gonna cum Shy~." Wolfgang warned as he grabbed onto the sheets. Fluttershy wrapped her lips around the tip as it burst with force. She moaned as she took shots of semen after another. After a few seconds, Fluttershy lifted herself up took one last gulp.
"W-W-Well... I think now we shoul-EEP!" Fluttershy was now on her back, wings splayed out, legs spread, vision currently locked on Wolfgang's penis. He was currently stroking himself back to life, with what was appearing to be effective results. "W-Wolfy! I-I thought we agreed on oral before insertion first..."
"Sorry Dear, but we ain't nothin' but mammals right now, and I need to feed the beast." Wolfgang grew a wicked smile as his cock was back to peak condition. Slowly inserting his dick into Fluttershy's pussy, her wings beginning to spread out like they were erect, Wolfgang waited a couple of minutes for them to calm down. They looked at each other with as much care as one could give to another. Fluttershy was his mare, his caregiver when his demons got to far. Wolfgang was her protector, a man that cared for her as the mare she was and not some silent freak.
With a new sense of vigor, Wolfgang began to thrust into Fluttershy at a fast pace. Finding a rhythm, Wolfgang fell into a natural routine as he pleasured Fluttershy with every thrust. She let out a loud moan as Wolfgang sped up the fucking, her vision becoming clouded by her euphoria. Without any prompting, Fluttershy wrapped her legs around Wolfgang so that his dick couldn't escape her moist pussy. In turn, the thrusting became faster than before.
Fluttershy used her hands to bring Wolfgang's face down so that their lips could come in contact. They kissed passionately as they had sex, their tongues battling for dominance while wet smacking sounds filled the bedroom. Wolfgang ended the make out to breathe, his eyes more glazed than ever. He felt a buildup in his cock, causing him to moan more and more. The increase in her lover's noises told Fluttershy that he was ready to climax, so she leaned into his ear.
"C-Cum for me Wolfy, do it on my tits, if y-you w-w-wouldn't m-IEEEEE~." Within seconds, Wolfgang pulled out and came heartily all over Fluttershy's boobs. Wolfgang wanted to go back to sleep as soon as he came, but he knew his job wasn't done. Bending down, Wolfgang inserted his tongue into Fluttershy's warmth and began to wriggle it around. After the intense fucking that had transpired mere moments ago, simple cunnilingus was able to bring Fluttershy over the edge. Fluttershy gave out a cute cry as she came onto Wolfgang's face, her breathing slowly going back to normal after her release of pleasure.
With his job complete, Wolfgang felt he had just made some sweet music as he slowly closed his eyes. Unfortunately, before sleep could take over the temporarily happy drunk, he felt a sharp pain in his ear.
"Argh!" Wolfgang looked up to see a naked Fluttershy with a highly stern look on her face, though the effect was a little shortened due to his cum slowly dripping down her breasts. "Uhhh, you should clean up a bit love." Wolfgang voiced with his trademark hyena grin, but Fluttershy wasn't letting down.
"Don't go sleeping now mister! You have work and a meeting with Twilight today." Fluttershy got up and opened up the bedroom closet. Wolfgang looked on as Fluttershy wrapped a robe around herself and lightly tossed one in his direction. "We should take a shower." Fluttershy smiled as she exited the room. Wolfy got up and cracked his knuckles, he had a long day ahead, so he might as well start with some sex with his main mare.
"If I'd like?" Wolfgang joked as he grabbed the robe.
"Now!"
Author's Note
"Hey, that guy who made those two weird fics is back, but now he's gone to full on pony molesting."
-- Some Random Commenter, 2017
Yeah, I think I'm gonna focus on this... Creature I've made for awhile, so for those waiting for any of my other fics, just consider them under hiatus for now until I get the proper motivation (food) to write chapters for them.
Basic anthro format for my kinda fics, hands and feet with equine facial features accurate to the show with wings and horns. This fanfic will definitely be a clop with actual story involved, whether it's good or not is your call. I don't know much about the specifics of music, but hey, conveniently next to my FIMficiton tab is a new tab for google.
So yeah, I made a fanfic for you horse touchers, so hopefully you guys will like the story, and if you fap to it... Keep that to yourself, you weirdo.
(Don't get offended by my comments, it's 2017, grow up)

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                  II. Dinner With Apples                   
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Author's Note
Yo what's up readers, Uncle Weeaboo is about to confide in ya'll, so buckle the fuck up. When I published this story, the first chapter was not all that good, trust me, I know. As I was writing this chapter, I realized that I was doing something that I thought I would never do, half ass the writing. I was, at first, disgusted with myself that I allowed my standard of quality to go down. However, this made me more determined to make this story the best it can possibly turn out.
No more lazy Uncle Weeaboo here, kiddies. Uncle Otaku is back in action, ready to blow all you tops off... But not in that way, just cause this is a clopfic dosen't mean you get sexual favors, that's creepy.
I hope you enjoy this chapter and I will warn you now, next chapter will contain *gasp* story! So keep it in your pants for the 3rd chapter... Or not.
II. Dinner With Apples
Wolfgang sighed as he leaned up against one of the many apple trees in Sweet Apple Acres. The day was nice and chilly, yet the sun still shined as bright as a day in July. Winter Wrap Up, had just finished last week, so Wolfgang could now return to work part time at the farm. The norm for him was to harvest more apples than there are residents in the town. However, thanks to the winter season, there were far less apple trees to worry about. Now that his work was done, Wolfy slid down into a sitting position and took a long swig from his flask, quickly downing the ale inside. Wolfgang's mind drifted to his mare while he stared at the object that held his lifeline.
When he and Fluttershy became a couple, Wolfgang was put on a limit for the amount of swigs he could take from his flask. It started out difficult for him, seeing as drinking was his only source of comfort, both from being displaced in a new world and for reasons he doesn't talk about. However, when he saw how worried she was and when she finally broke down about his problem, something in him really wanted to improve, not for him, for her.
In reality, Fluttershy was his first relationship that he truly cared for, one that wasn't some cheap thrill or a fling he could throw away once he was done. When she asked him on a date, Wolfgang was a little perplexed that a sweet mare like her would be interested in an asshole like himself. Naturally, he thought it would be over after the first date, yet somehow it didn't. They continued to go out and eventually they decided to go steady. Wolfgang had felt something with Fluttershy that he had never felt with anyone else before, companionship. If for the rest of his life Wolfgang had to spend it with Fluttershy, he would gladly do it with no objections. Although, he certainly wasn't expecting the request he got from her halfway into the relationship.
"Saddle up partner!" Yelled a southern voice across the field of apple trees. Wolfgang sighed as he looked at the moving figure of his boss, Applejack. Staying silent, he observed the farmer's double D's bounce in tandem with her steps. Did it make sense to Wolfgang that most of the breasts in this world had minds of their own, no, but damn it he didn't care. She stopped in front of him and put a hand on her hip, observing her shabby looking employee. Wolfgang began to look at her as well, noticing her tied up denim shirt revealing an ample amount of cleavage.
"Something the matter boss?" Wolfgang asked as he slid his flask into his pocket and scooted up to stand at a near equal height with his boss. Despite Applejack being 6'1, Wolfgang managed to beat her by one inch.
"I just got a message from Fluttershy, said somethin' bout a herd a rabbits occupyin' the cot." Applejack said as she took an apple from one of the baskets on the ground.
"Shit, those rabbits always get in the goddamn house... And she lets em' every time." Wolfgang exhaled as Applejack tossed the apple into the air. "Guess I should ask Zigg's to let me crash, but I did that last week... Shit." He pondered on his options quietly, sometimes muttering curses as he did.
When the apple came down to Applejack's hand for a fifth time, she swiftly took it into her hand and bite into it, leaving a rather large bite mark. She smiled cooly, "Relax there partner, we already talked and said it's more than fine for you to stay at the house."
"You mean it?" Wolfgang wondered if this was a joke, considering the matriarch of the Apple family constantly cracked at him for his appearance. It especially wouldn't help now, his jeans stained with dirt and his wife beater stained with sweat.
"'Course sugarcube," Applejack got behind him and slapped him hard on the rear, "Now hop to it!" Wolfgang held his ass while he walked towards the apple's abode.
"How come when you slap my ass, it's okay, but when yours truly happens to do it," He used his hands to gesture to himself, "you punch my arm."
"Cause," Applejack wrapped her arm around his neck, "The stallion should always act kindly towards his mares, at least that's wut Rarity said."
"Rarity..." Wolfgang put a hand to his face as Applejack gave a laugh. In Equestria, rules about courting and relationships were very different in terms of Wolfgang's home. For one, most relationships in Equestria and other countries in this world were polygamous, meaning plenty of mares were all hooked up with one stallion. Of course, that did not mean a mare couldn't have multiple stallions or a mare having multiples of a mixed group. Equestria is a very free nation, and the populace liked it that way.
When Fluttershy asked if Wolfgang would like to court her best friends, she needed to explain more than she thought she had to. Wolfgang knew himself to a point, he knew he would jump at the opportunity no problem. Yet, being offered it outright was shocking for the man to hear.
"So Wolfy, it's five mares still, right?" Applejack asked as they slowed their pace towards the house.
"Yup, and it'll be a mystery how I'm with any of 'em," Wolfgang looked to the blond mare, "Especially you, you freakin' hated me when we first meet."
Applejack was not impressed to say the very least, her sour look made sure that came across. A disheveled Twilight looked more frantic than ever while smiling wearily at her friend. Not only was she escorting this species thought to be non-existent across town, but now she was failing to convince Applejack to at least hire him part-time. She looked over to Wolfgang, hoping that the human would put a fight to work here. All she saw was him sitting in a corner in the bar they were in, drinking so much liquor that he should be dead. His appearance wasn't helping him much either, with a stained shirt, greasy hair that reached the middle of his neck, and the most glazed eyes one could ever see.
"Come on AJ, it's only part-time work, you always say your family could use some extra help around the barn." She tried to appeal to Applejack, but sadly did not get through.
"Ah know I said that, but even we need to have some standards on who we might hire," Applejack looked at Wolfgang with wary, "Your... 'Hooman' friend here doesn't look like he worked a day in his life, plus the alcohol stench on 'im is rampant." Applejack spoke in an austere manner. She didn't bother her friends with any of the stories about ponies that came for an interview, but she knew what a deadbeat looked like. Time after time, she turned down bum after screw up who had no true motivation for working at that barn. She glanced at the human that Twilight brought with her and saw the same thing, a pony (person in this case) who didn't really care to work.
At this point, Twilight couldn't really fight back in the human's defense. From first meeting him, Twilight saw a complete mess that could walk and drink a bar out of business. His attitude wasn't any better, often choosing to not converse when spoken to or simply cursed a pony out for as much as looking at him. "'Sides, you sure the colt won't put his grubby hands on anything?" Applejack questioned, her look of wary never leaving her face as she eyed the stone cold human.
With barely a second gone, Wolfgang pushed himself up to stand, causing the mares to let out a startled yelp. Wolfgang wobbled over to the couple and leaned himself on some hay next to Twilight. He then looked straight at Applejack, who kept a stern face as she locked eyes with him. Listen here farmer horse," Wolfgang slurred a bit, yet continued, "I get the idea of keeping appearances or whatever shit that is. Sure, I also smell, but fuck it, I don't have anyone here to impress in this colored shithole, and that includes backwoods ponies who've probably Inbreed to keep up in generations," He leaned forward so his mouth was mere inches from her muzzle, "And I don't steal from anyone, cunt."
Applejack, who was very pissed off, leaned back and sighed. "Well, ya certainly don't know how to charm a potential employer." She muttered with venom in her voice.
"No thanks babe, I've kissed enough ass in my old home, what's the point in doing it again." Wolfgang strutted to the barnyard door, leaving a Princess of Equestria groaning in agitation. Wolfgang, getting cocky at this point, turned and yelled out, "Besides, I could get a hundred fucking apples out of those goddamn trees."
Applejack's eye twitched and turned her head to the human as fast as she could. "Wut was that partner!" She called out to Wolfgang, who stopped in his tracks. He smirked, knowing that his comment seemed to have sparked something in the mare's nerves.
"You heard me, give me 50-no, 40 minutes with your orchard and i'll have a hundred apples waiting for ya, no joke!" Wolfgang shouted back. Applejack stared at Wolfgang for a long time, she could see he wasn't fibbing, even though he was shitfaced. It was odd, she saw so many ponies who had no spirit to do any of the physical labor or meet the demands of which working for her home required. Yet, as she looked at the human, she saw the one thing she was looking for in a part-time worker, motivation.
She smirked confidently, "Alright there 'hooman', I'll take your bet, 40 minutes in the orchard, if I don't see a hundred of my family's apples in those buckets, kiss your keister outta here." She held out her hand to shake on the challenge. Wolfgang understood the gesture and firmly shook Applejack's hand.
"Alright then, time to start!" Wolfgang ran out to the orchard, although stumbled a little while doing so. Applejack chuckled, ready to see if this new resident could pick up his own weight. She ran to the orchard as well, leaving behind a very unnerved and frustrated Twilight.
Wolfgang cringed at the memory, "Sorry about the things I said by the way, I'm sure you know I wasn't the most stable back then." He rubbed his chin stubble in embarrassment. Applejack made her grip tighter on Wolfgang's neck to reassure him, though to him it felt like he was losing oxygen over the past comments.
"It's no problem anymore sugarcube, I honestly forgot when you managed to harvest them apples." Applejack flicked Wolfgang's nose, making him smile at least for a little bit, going back to his blank expression in an instant. "Sheesh, at least keep up a grin for a little while there Wolfy, those sessions with Twilight workin' right?"
"Ugh, I don't wanna think about those sessions right now." Wolfgang murmured.
"Why not?"
"Last Thursday, Twilight kept trying to prod about my past."
"Ah, the taboo subject."
"It's not a taboo subject."
"Then why not talk about it?"
"... It's my business, not anyone else's."
"See, that's the kind of attitude that keeps you in Twilight's sofa every Thursday. Ya gotta open up to us Wolfgang, we're here to help you, not turn on you."
"I'll think about it." Applejack rolled her eyes, that was his usual response when she or the other girls tried to talk sense into him. She looked ahead and saw the house, still as red and giant as ever. "Ever considered repainting?" Wolfgang nudged her side playfully. Applejack smirked and ran up to the house to greet her family members. Wolfgang slowly followed behind, hoping this night would go well.
This night was not going to go well.
Wolfgang was now sitting on the sofa watching some poorly rated sitcom. If he could, he would switch the channel in a heartbeat, but he couldn't. He couldn't, because he was in the company of the Apple family matriarch, Granny Smith. Granny Smith liked horrible shows, and Wolfgang only really knew the horrible TV shows that Granny Smith would watch. If there was such a thing as good Equestrian television, then Wolfgang was oblivious to their existence.
Wolfgang groaned as the matriarch stared attentively at the television, clearly doing her best not to look at him. Granny Smith viewed Wolfgang as a young punk and made it clear whenever she talked to him. Wolfgang thought Granny Smith was a fuddy-duddy and made it clear whenever he talked to her. They were really in tuned when they had conversations.
In Wolfgang's peripheral vision, he saw the true temptress of the house, the crisp figure of a true beauty, the old upright piano in the corner of the living room. Wolfgang relished every moment he saw that piano, the smooth wooden texture, the shine of the keys, and the lack of dust that collected. It was a sight to behold, yet he did not dare to play it. His passion for music was his whole world back home, but now that he was in this new world for a year without ever playing an instrument, Wolfgang honestly was reconsidering what to do here.
"Play it." He snapped out of his thoughts on the piano when he heard the spindly voice of Granny Smith. He turned his head to the old mare, who was eyeing him with her glassy orange eyes. "Well, go on now, play the ol' gurl."
"U-Um," Wolfgang stuttered for a moment, "You want me to play?"
"What else did I say, trim the dang nab bushes? Go and mess 'round, dinner ain't till six and Mac won't be back till 5:30."
"What about Bloom?"
"Young Applebloom's visiting a friend. Now, am I gonna have to get outta this 'ere rokin' chair to move your punk butt or what?" Granny Smith took a drink of water as she eyed Wolfgang. He hesitated, not sure if he really wanted to go back to playing, but something compelled him to do so.
He got up and headed towards the piano, "Thanks, ya old coot." He smiled playfully at her as he sat down on a chair.
"Don't go crowin' 'bout it, ya goon." She smiled back at him. Wolfgang looked with a mix of delight and wonder at the piano keys. Thier white color shined and practically reflected his face back at him. He brushed his fingers across every key to get back the feeling he lost long ago. With a long breath, Wolfgang pressed a key and heard the beautiful sound. Pressing a few more, Wolfgang suddenly got into a rhythm and found a beat he liked.
Within a few minutes, Wolfgang was in his own little world as he pressed key after key. He started humming a tune that went with the beat and increased the speed of his playing. Nostalgia poured through Wolfgang's bones, feelings of happiness and grief mixing together while he played his song. The sounds of other instruments played in his head like trumpets and cellos. He would have continued if not for a rough "Ahem" sound that interrupted his train of thought.
Stopping his track, he looked behind him to see Granny Smith with a shocked look, Applejack leaning on the wall with a smirk, and Big Mac with his usual stoic expression. Seeing the big red stallion gave Wolfgang a fright as he looked at the clock on the top of the television, which read 5:45. "W...Was I playing for twenty minutes." He asked, followed by a short nod by Applejack. Wolfgang gulped as looked back at the piano, looks like he still had his groove after all.
Dinner was soup, nice and simple brothy soup. Wolfgang dug into his bowl without any prompt, not wanting to extensively talk about his piano playing. His fingers were soar from the twenty straight minutes of playing. The voice wasn't doing much better, it now sounded a little deep and it hurt to speak for long periods of time. Looking around while he ate his soup, he saw Big Mac sitting across from him, happily eating his soup.
Big Mac was a very tall pony, about 6'4 in height. His muscles were well developed due to his work on the farm. However, his job didn't leave him any time to worry about appearances, not that he cared anyway. His orange mane was unkempt and his red coat had slight patches of dirt. This didn't stop him from being regarded as the town stud, though. Mares would see Big Mac work on the farm and swoon over his muscled frame. This was the direct opposite for Wolfgang, who normally had mares walk by without so much as noticing him.
He looked at Wolfgang and gave a nod, which Wolfgang returned with his own nod. Wolfgang and Big Mac had a general understanding with each other. Wolfgang saw Mac as the protector of this farm and the family that occupied it, so after his stunt when he first meet Applejack, he tried to keep a clean slate. There was a small number of stallions that lived in this town, So Big Mac liked to help any male that lives in Ponyvile, and that would include Wolfgang. They didn't talk much outside of their work, where Wolfgang would ask if he should do some other task next, which was either followed by "Eeyup" or "Nnope".
"So Wolfy," Applejack, who was sitting to the far left from Wolfgang, began, "I never took you for a piano player."
Wolfgang finished his soup at this point, so there was nothing to distract him from this conversation, "Uuuh, yeah, I am."
"You got dem rapid fire fingers there boy!" Granny Smith preached, some soup spilling out of her mouth, "I reckoned you weren't gonna stop playin' till the stroke of midnight, so I had to turn off my daily programmin'."
"That ain't that much of a shame Granny." Applejack chimed back in.
"Eeyup." Big Mac agreed.
"But this night was a very important episode!" Granny yelled, very invested in her sitcom.
"It was a rerun." Wolfgang deadpanned.
"An important rerun, Zaba was goin' to her first prom with dat delinquent Zebra boy."
"Mrs. Smith, what is your obsession with the Zebrican Equestrian channel."
"Insight." Granny Smith answered with a matter-of-fact tone. The company at the table sighed, knowing that the Zebrican Equestrian channel was far from going out the door.
"Right, back to the matter at hand," Applejack went right back to Wolfgang, not ready to let this go, "How'd you learn to play a piano?"
"... Practice." Wolfgang immediately got up and washed his bowl, drowning out any talking with the sink. After he took as long as possible washing the bowl, he stuck it in the dishwasher. "Thanks for the meal, mind if I shower?" Applejack sighed, knowing that prodding him further would only agitate him.
"No problem, up the stairs to your right, I left some of Mac's leftover clothes in there for ya." She informed as she pointed up. Wolfgang nodded and kept a steady pace up to the shower, ready to sleep for the night.
Wolfgang was a little unnerved. He was currently lying in Applejack's bed, which was only big enough for one pony to fit. As soon as he got dressed, Applejack directed him into her room and told him not to come out. He was getting worried, thinking Applejack gave him her bed and she was gonna sleep on the couch. Wolfgang spent most of his young adult life sleeping on people's couches if he ever crashed. He had a niche where whenever he slept in someone's house, he would take the couch. He believed that if anyone invited someone to their house, they still reserved the right to their bed.
Filled with paranoia, he was about to get up to check on Applejack before he saw the door open. In came Applejack, her long blond mane hanging down to the end of her back. She wore a plain white tank top and some red short shorts, allowing for at least one apple from her cutie mark to be exposed. Wolfgang eased up and looked straight at the ceiling as so not to stare. Usually he would look at Fluttershy openly without fear, but when Applejack catches him staring, it involved teasing of the very physical kind.
Applejack stretched and groaned as she walked up to the single-pony bed. She lifted the covers off of Wolfgang and looked down at the human in her bed. It was clear that Big Mac's clothes were too big for Wolfgang's small frame, the shirt alone was very baggy. Applejack smirked as she got on top of him and lay on his chest, pulling up the covers to keep warmth.
"... You know this bed isn't big enough for the both of us right." Wolfgang commented quietly as the farmer mare's body pressed up against his own.
"Yeah, but I thought you wouldn't mind since we're part of a herd." Applejack replied as she got comfortable on her lover's chest.
"Yeah... That."
"What's wrong sugarcube?"
"Nothing," Applejack gave Wolfgang her "really?" look, so Wolfgang gave up, "I'm just thinking about last year, how I got here, how I'm living here, everything really."
"So what's it have to do with the herd?" Applejack asked as she rubbed his chest to calm him down.
"It's just, I never had any 'meaningful' relationships in my past life, never had time for love or whatnot. So when you girls all formed a herd with me, I just... I don't know why any of you did. I mean, Fluttershy's told me many times why she loves me, but, I'm just not used to affection." With hands on his face, Wolfgang groaned after getting some of his problems off his chest. He was supposed to talk about this stuff with Twilight, but his stubbornness made it difficult for him to confide.
Applejack increased her grip on Wolfgang's chest and sighed, "Ya wanna know why I asked ya partner?" It took a couple minutes, but he nodded, so Applejack recalled the events.
"Well, when ya won the bet, I wasn't exactly the happiest to work along side you, you weren't the nicest guy back then. Workin' with ya was something else, watching somepony so depressed everyday, yet would come on time and do what was need of 'im. It was almost awe-inspiring to see ya come in. We only ever asked you to come out on Tuesday's and Wednesday's, so we expected you ta skip some days, yet you never did. I believe my feelings for ya mainly occurred when the whole family got the flu. We were particularly afriad 'cause cider season was coming up, so the town would have been mighty pissed. I headed out to the orchard to see if I could attempt to buck some apples, but then I saw a couple baskets of 'em outside. I went deeper into the orchard and found ya on top of one of our biggest tree's on a Saturday picking dem apples. I had to admit partner, I was mighty happy that you did that, so when Fluttershy asked me about this herd business, I thought to myself 'why not?'. So, ya know, it evolved from there, and here we are."
Applejack was looking up at Wolfgang the entire time as she spoke. Wolfgang blushed as he attentively listened to her recount her feelings. She smiled at him and he smiled at her, both enjoying the company of each other. Applejack's smile stopped as she felt a hard object poking her clothed nethers. Her wits figured precisely what was poking her, which made her give a mischievous smirk. "Well partner, didn't think hearin' my explanation would get ya all fired up~."
Wolfgang was confused until he got his mind on the present and felt his hard-on. "Aw shit, I don't think I can get it down... I may need help~." He too smirked at his herdmate, ready to relieve some tension.
"Alright sugar, but only a blowy, the family's asleep." Applejack spun around so her head faced the peak of Wolfgang's shorts. She opened up the hole in the middle of the shorts and underwear, pulling out his penis. Giving the head a kiss, she immediately slid the shaft down her mouth and bobbed up and down. Wolfgang, never one to leave his mare's out of the pleasure, began slipping off the short shorts and panties from Applejack's lavish bottom. Once he saw her pussy in his face, he began licking it rapidly.
Applejack moaned as she sucked on Wolfgang's cock, her pussy winking with his tongue inside. The bed started to shake and creek as the two continued their 69 position. Applejack was overwhelmed, not getting to experience this pleasure often do to her busy schedule. Ceasing pleasuring Wolfgang with her mouth, she spun around and locked lips with him. They made out for what felt like hours, rubbing up on each other as their privates were exposed in the open. Applejack reached down and grabbed Wolfgang's tool, lining it up with her entrance.
Wolfgang broke the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting their lips as he looked at what AJ was doing. "I thought you said only oral?" He said between breaths.
"Fuck what I said before, just enjoy~." She moaned as his penis entered her. Not one for waiting, Applejack began with a few bounces on Wolfgang, finding herself a nice rhythm. She ever so slightly brought up the speed of her bounces, to where the bed was creaking nice and loud in the room. Wolfgang timed his thrusts when she meets his shaft, enhancing their pleasure. Applejack leaned down and kissed Wolfgang as she thrust on his penis. Their peeking points were reaching their limit, causing them to speed up the lovemaking. The creeks were fast and loud, the sounds portraying that the bed could break in a second.
With one final thrust, Wolfgang and Applejack both came in tandem, both moaning in pleasure. Breathing heavily, Applejack slowly brought the covers up to them and pulled off of Wolfgang's penis. Laying on top of him, she poked his nose and gave a small smile. "Love ya, Wolfy." She said, showing no sign that it wasn't true.
Wolfgang smiled back, but couldn't say those the word that most could say naturally. "... You too AJ, you too." Wolfgang wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes, no doubtedly preparing to deal with Granny Smith asking about their sexual activities.

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                   III. Helping a Friend                   
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Author's Note
Heeeeyyyyyyyyy, new chapter.
III. Helping a Friend
"5 O'clock in the goddamn morning." Wolfgang grumbled as he walked on the grassy fields of Ponyville. He looked back at the basket he was carrying and sighed. Waking up early wasn't new to Wolfgang, but that was when he forwent sleep, having Fluttershy wake him was a whole different experience entirely. He couldn't complain too much, he did get a very "exotic" wake up call, but that didn't mean he wasn't annoyed either. Wolfgang's task at hand was to deliver some of Fluttershy's baked cookies to the couple's mutual friend's, the Zebra family.
Of course, Zebra was not their surname, but their real name's were very hard to pronounce for the pony populace. It became a town consensus to refer to them with nicknames, which they were fine with. From what Wolfgang remembered before his first meeting with them, Fluttershy had told him that before his arrival, the Zebra family were the new residents in Ponyville. Fluttershy initially wanted him to meet them so that he may gain some friends outside of her and her group of friends. Wolfgang was resistant at first, but he cozied up to the idea once he got to know them.
His vision was slightly hazy, yet Wolfgang managed to spot the white and red house at the near end of town. He walked up to the red door and knocked a couple times, hoping this visit would be quick. Within a few seconds, the door opened to reveal the stallion of the house, Ziggy. Ziggy was Fluttershy's main candidate for a friend for Wolfgang, his lax attitude would help counter his original angry demeanor. Zigg's green eyes, which were partially hidden by his long black and white dreadlocks, focused on the figure at the front entrance. Wolfgang could tell he was tired too, the ropes of mane more unkempt than usual. His attire wasn't much better either, a gray T-shirt and some boxer with a teddy pattern.
Once his eyes adjusted, Ziggy made out the gruff face of his human friend. With his muzzle curling into a smile, he grabbed Wolfgang into a hug and spoke words of his native tongue. Wolfgang didn't bother to understand what he was saying, having given up on understanding the differences between Jamaican and Zebmaican a long time ago. He wrestled himself out of the mellow zebra's grip and sighed. "Morning Zigg's, look, I've got cookies from Flutter's, you want 'em?" Wolfgang asked as he held up the basket.
Ziggy blinked for a few seconds until his smile came back to him. "Yeah, of course, come in, come in." Ziggy gestured for him to enter, although Wolfgang really didn't want to.
"Zigg's, I just want to go home and go back to bed. Can you just take the basket and I'll be on my way?" Wolfgang tried to appeal to Ziggy's sense of "wanting to sleep for ever", but it did not work.
"But we haven't talked since last month man." Ziggy stated.
"We talked two days ago." Wolfgang deadpanned.
"Yeah, but if feels like a life time for this zebra!"
"A life time is pretty long Zigg's, a month is at least 30 days."
"Come on WolfDren, Me zickneys' would love to see their Uncle." Boom, two trump cards in one. The first was his nickname, WolfDren, which he oddly had a soft spot for. Whenever Ziggy would use that nickname, Wolfgang almost knew for certain that he couldn't back down. The second and most crucial was the old "My kids want to see you!" card. The zebra family consisted of Ziggy, his wife, and their two children. Wolfgang was acquainted with the whole family on his first visit, the kids most wanting him to come back for a second meeting. Despite his cold demeanor, Wolfgang warmed up to the children and allowed them to refer to him as "Uncle".
"... Fine, but only for a little bit." Wolfgang relented and walked into the house with Ziggy close behind. Ziggy lead Wolfgang to the living room, where a decent sized collapsible table for a familial unit was in the middle. "What happened to the table in your kitchen?" Wolfgang questioned as he took a seat on one of the chairs.
"Broke, me and Zeora were, eh, rough-housing on it." Ziggy said sheepishly.
"Ha, what you tell the boys?" Wolfgang chuckled as he put his arms behind his head.
"The table collapsed, Ruzel was skeptical, but it's water under the bridge now."
"Why did you give your kids such exotic names?"
"Me and my soulmate like to keep tradition."
"Yeah, but it's pretty non-conventional"
"Well, we aren't 'conventional' like that, yeah?" The mellow zebra sat down on his seat, which had his initials inscribed on the top. A loud yawn came from the kitchen, Wolfgang and Ziggy looking back at the source. A zebra woman stood at the open entrance of the kitchen wearing a pink tank top and some pajama pants. She walked over to Ziggy with a bagel, a knife, and a container of cream cheese and put it on the table.
"So we ain't got any food in the fridge, so I'm gonna have to go to the market or something." Zeora wiped her eyes as she kissed her husband on the cheek.
"What about the zickneys' dear?" Ziggy took the knife and began smothering cream cheese on the bagel.
"I got two oatmeals and the last remnants of some cereal. Now, we could still sav-" She stopped her sentence when she opened her eyes, spotting the familiar guest across the table. "Oh, what brings you around this part of town? The bunny ran out of the cot again?"
"No, thankfully, my lovely headmare baked your family some cookies." Wolfgang placed the basket onto the top of the table.
"My, my," Zeora observed the basket of treats on her table, "These are a mighty fine gift from Fluttershy, course she could have sent herself here instead of her gruff colt toy." She winked at her guest and Wolfgang smiled back. Like many of the ponies Wolfgang met in this town, he and Zeora did not really speak so casually at first. It took some convincing from her husband to engage in conversation with Wolfgang, but Zeora did it eventually. Now, the two can consider themselves friends, though Fluttershy and Zeora were more friendly with each other.
"You and me both." Wolfgang stated with a matter of fact. "By the way, what the hell are you two doing up at this time in the morning?"
"Early to bed, early to rise, keeps the zebra healthy, wealthy, and wise." Ziggy chuckled and took a bite of his bagel. Wolfgang rolled his eyes and leaned back in the chair. "What? It's true!"
"I'm sure it is Zigg's, I'm sure it is."
"Why does Baltimare's Hoofball team suck?" Wolfgang reclined on his chair in the living room as he and Ziggy watched a taped game on a small television set. It was now 6:30 and Zeora had left for work. She worked as a secretary for the water company in Ponyville, so she had a reason to get up early. Although, according to Ziggy, Zebrican Equestrians got up early all the time, though he didn't have the evidence to back that claim.
"They got a new coach for the season, turns out he's got his head in the clouds more than the native Zebmaicans." He joked as he watched the game. Sports was treated in a way very similar to Wolfgang's home, the only difference being the type of games. Hoofball was the most recognizable to him, so it became his main sport to watch. It also helped that Ziggy had an interest in the sport as well. Above him, Wolfgang heard the soft pitter-patter of feet.
"Your kids are up now?" He questioned, turning his head to the zebra father.
"We live pretty far from their school, so they get up at this time." Ziggy said as he looked toward the stairs, waiting for his children to come down. Within a minute, two young zebra's came down with toothbrushes in their mouths. One of them was taller by an inch and had the traditional zebra mane that stuck up like a mohawk. The other was smaller and had his mane drip down to the left of his head. They both wore white T-shirts and blue shorts, thought the older one's was more worn out.
"Ey! Good morning zickneys'!" Ziggy exclaimed as he rose from his seat to hug his boys. The young zebras groaned, the cheery mood in the morning was not a trait that they shared with their father. They looked over to the chair to spot Wolfgang watching the father and sons. He gave a brief wave and the two boys' eyes popped open. They both separated from their dad and took immediate attention to their house guest, well, one of them did. The younger one stood over to the left of Wolfgang as he beamed with excitement.
"Hi Uncle Wolf!" He exclaimed, his eyes still filled with the same wonderment he had the first time he laid eyes on his surrogate relative. Wolfgang let a smirk form on his face as he looked at the young zebra.
"Good morning Ruzel." Since their first meeting, Ruzel took immediate interest in this strange creature that was in his house. Wolfgang found his curiosity annoying at first, but the kid's innocence warmed him up quickly. Although, the 8 year old was much more fascinated by Wolfgang's "humanness" than his older sibling by 2 years. The older brother past the two with a mumble vaguely translating to "G'morning", heading straight to the kitchen. Wolfgang chuckled, "Al ain't much of a morning zebra huh?" He looked towards Ruzel.
"Not until he has his cereal." Ruzel stated proudly as looked towards his brother, who poured the last of the cereal into a bowl.
"You sure want that Alabasta?" Ziggy asked his oldest son as he went to make his youngest some oatmeal, "There's not much in there." Alabasta looked at the small amount of cereal in his bowl, but shrugged and got the milk.
"I'll manage Fada." Al got a spoon and sat down at the table in the living room. After a few minutes, Ziggy came out with a bowl of oatmeal and left it on the table for his youngest to eat. Ruzel gave a small wave as he ran to the table to eat his oatmeal with his brother.
"Once you two are done eating, get dressed." Ziggy said, getting a mouth-filled "ok" from his kids. Wolfgang relaxed and watched the TV as Ziggy made his way back to his chair. Wolfgang could never see himself having a family with anyone or pony. He didn't have to worry about that though, he was told a long time ago that his sperm wasn't compatible for making foals. Even now, as he sees family after family in this town, he still couldn't believe the idea that a functioning family unit could work.
But that was just his psychotic views.
"Bye Fada!" The kids yelled out as they ran out the door to run to school. Ziggy looked out and waved to his sons and shouted for them to be safe. Wolfgang stretched out and thought it was time for him to leave. Ziggy looked at the standing human got a confused look on his muzzle. "Heading off somewhere WolfDren?" Ziggy asked as Wolfgang yawned in place.
"Wha-Oh, I was just going to head out, ya know. Thought I would let you enjoy your time in the house or something." Wolfgang started to walk to the door, not knowing behind him that his friend had a devilish smirk.
"You sure, I thought we could jam on my drums, guess you playing the piano was a one time thing huh?" Wolfgang turned around faster than he ever did before, a state of shock ran through his body.
"How do you know about that!" Wolfgang asked frantically as looked from side to side as if they were being watched. Ziggy chuckled as he went and closed the front door to his house.
"I was buying some apple seeds when a certain mare decided to spill how you finally touched an instrument after saying a billion times that you can make music." Ziggy decided to head downstairs to the basement, with a frantic Wolfgang behind him.
"That was two days ago! Why would she talk about, and with you! How does she know you!"
"I meet Applejack before you did WolfDren, what's the big deal?"
"Big Deal! Big... Deal. Nothing, it's nothing, I'm being stupid is all." Wolfgang calmed himself and looked around him, only to see drum after drum. The entire basement was lined up with percussion instruments of every sort. There were bongos, snares, and even some wood blocks to name a few. "Christ on a bicycle, how many percussion instruments do you need?"
"I like collecting 'em, but that was a long time ago." Ziggy circled around a drum set located in the center of the basement. It was a simple kit, comprising of a snare drum, bass drum, hi-hat, floor tom, two toms and two cymbals. "Ain't she a beauty, nice red kit, real good sound." Ziggy proclaimed as he sat down on his throne.
"Yeah, it's good, but back on my question Zigg's, why all the stuff?" Wolfgang asked, casually looking at some old bass drums.
"I told you, I collected this stuff, though now I only need my Red Temptress here." The zebra replied.
"So what are you going to do with all this stuff then?"
"That's what I wanted to see if you could help me with."
"Hmm?"
"You know how you work at that music store right?" Wolfgang put a hand to his faced and dragged it down. He did indeed work at a record store that also sold instruments, but today was Wolfgang's day off. Wolfgang looked at Ziggy, who had a look on his face as if selling these instruments was a matter of life or death.
"Ok, so what I'm getting out of this exchange is that you want me, your half-the-time-drunk friend, to go in his place of work, on his day effin' off mind you, and buy your old shit." Wolfgang deadpanned with a look of pure irritation on his face, but that didn't stop Ziggy from nodding frantically. "Ugh, if this was a year earlier, I'd fucking walk out by now. Alright, fine, let me just write down all of the stuff you want to sell and I'll look into it with my bosses."
"Thank you, Thank you Wolfdren!" Ziggy nearly bounced off his throne as he ran to shake Wolfgang's hand. "I swear to you, I owe you one big time huh‽" Despite the expression of his face, Wolfgang was silently happy that he was doing something nice for a being he called friend. "Let me go get some paper and will go through the items, yeah?" Wolfgang had no time to respond as Ziggy ran up the stairs to find a piece of paper. He chuckled, somehow he made his day longer than he wanted it, but maybe it was for the better?
Wolfgang and Ziggy were now out of the house and walking towards the "Tunes & Jams", a store that sold both records and instruments. The shop managed to make a decent income, despite the very ridiculous name and off the wall owners. Well, from Wolfgang's experience, at least one of them was off the wall, the other was much calmer in comparison. He looked around as he strolled, noticing a far more number of stares than he usually received. "Seems whenever were out together, we cause more attention than needed."
"Yeah, sorry about that WolfDren..."
"Huh? There's no need to apolog- are you hiding with your dreads‽" Wolfgang couldn't help but stare as his companion was using his dreadlocks to hide his face.
"What? It's comforting, and my mane can handle the job." Ziggy protested while almost stumbling over himself.
"Listen, it goes down to the end of your neck and it barely does shit. Also, you need to stop hanging around Fluttershy, her habits may be rubbing off." Wolfgang gave a quick flick to the back of the zebra's head, causing him to stop holding his mane for "shelter".
"C'mon, I've got some justification. Back from where I come from-"
"The place with the deadly anteaters."
"Whatever, anyway, back there it was so... Carefree. Like, no one had any qualms with each other or anything. It was like paradise on Equis if you ask me."
Wolfgang grew a sour look and kicked a pebble out of his way "Well, aren't you lucky."
Ziggy continued on, paying no mind to his friend's change of mood. "Then I came here in Equestria and, well, it was horrible. Ponies from left and right all gave me looks of scorn and I had to move to Fillydelphia because of it."
"Where were you before?"
"Baltimare."
"Ah." Wolfgang understood fully now, the inhabitants of Baltimare were quite the close-minded citizens.
"I just don't understand, why be so hateful to a pony or zebra that you never even meet?" Ziggy questioned openly, but knew the answer all too well. Wolfgang sighed and stopped in place, Ziggy doing the same with confusion.
"Listen Zigg's, I'm gonna come off like an asshole for saying this, but quit your whining. I get it, Ponies judged you only because you're a zebra and nothing else. Ponies are highly, how would you say, intolerant to other species and their culture, trust me, I know. You and I both know, however, that everypony, everyzebra, griffon, dragon, whatever, they all do it. And you know what, I can guarantee you plenty of species here go through or have gone through the same thing. You've gone through it, your wife's gone through it, and whether we like it or not, your kids are gonna go through it." There was a heavy moment of silence between the two.
Wolfgang sighed and took out his flask, taking a shot of the whiskey inside. "First strike." He stated with a matter-of-fact tone. He knew of Ziggy's discomfort of being out in public, his experiences in Baltimare leaving an impact on him. Unlike with Wolfgang's problems, however, Ziggy is at least attempting to work through his social anxiety. "Alright, come on, before the store closes." Wolfgang said and started walking, his friend following close behind.
"Guess you have only two more shots, huh?" Ziggy asked, trying to forget about the talk just moments later.
"Yup, it's annoying, but it's working." Wolfgang confirmed. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the white and black store, staring into the windows to spot one of his bosses at the front counter. To his dismay, they weren't, which meant only one thing that Wolfgang had to do.
"Great... Ok." He pushed open the store doors and held one open for Ziggy, who hastily walked in. "Right, so here's the deal, I'm gonna go to the back and get my boss's permission to confirm the sale."
"They doing anything important?" Ziggy asked as he looked at some CD's.
"Well, maybe to them." And with that, Wolfgang went to the back of the store, leaving Ziggy to look through all the CD's. He passed the changing room and found the office where his bosses did their work. He leaned in to hear the noises he was hoping weren't gonna happen when he came, moans. Knowing the task he must now do, Wolfgang took out his flask and downed another shot. With as much speed as he could muster, Wolfgang opened and closed the door silently, only to gaze open his bosses engaging in coitus.
Laying on a table in the middle of the workspace was a goldish gray Earth Pony with a messy dark gray mane. She was sweating a bit as her lover ate her out on the decently sized table. Her lover was a white unicorn with a cobalt blue mane and cyan stripes. Her hands grasped the Earth Pony's buttocks needily, slightly hiding the purple treble clef cutie mark. Wolfgang was distracted by the Earth Pony's E cup breasts swaying from side to side for just a moment before snapping his head back into reality. "YO!" He shouted to gain their attention, which proved successful for the Earth Pony, who jolted her head in his direction.
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two, the Unicorn continued to lick her marefriend. After what felt like eons, the Earth Pony screeched and fell off the table where she was being pleasured. The White Unicorn gave a confused look, though it was hard to tell from the large purple lensed glasses obscuring her eyes. She looked to Wolfgang and smiled, giving a wave to the employee that just saw his two employers have sex... Again.
"M-M-MR. CHARLESTON! WHAT ON EQUIS ARE YOU DOING BACK HERE!" Shouted an exasperated voice that now hid behind a table.
Wolfgang sighed and held the bridge of his nose. "It's good to see you too Ms. Melody," Wolfgang looked to the Unicorn, "And you as well Ms. Scratch," Ms. Scratch then crossed her arms, "R-Right, Vinyl. Look, believe you me when I say I don't want to be here on my day off, but I know a friend with a lot of percussion shit and was wondering if I can confirm a sale." Wolfgang looked to the wall to his right to avert his eyes from the two exposed mares. However, Vinyl snuck up to him and wrapped her right arm around his neck. Using her free hand, she forced her sole employee to look at her and raised up her thumb. Ms. Melody slowly raised from the ground, using both her arms to cover her chest.
"I believe Vinyl is giving her ok to that notion, and I will as well," She then gave Wolfgang a glare, "Now please get out of our office." Without any lip, Wolfgang separated from Vinyl and left the room. He began to pace himself back to the front of the store, a small part of him was hoping he would hear some lustful moans. Alas, no such noise was made after nearing the front, and so Wolfgang begrudgingly went back to the cash register.
"What was going on back there?" Ziggy asked, holding up and inspecting some quality drumsticks.
"Nothing, just some dispute they were going through, now get over here so I can get this done." Wolfgang whistled as he wrote down an informal note. Ziggy dropped the drumsticks back in their place and went over to inspect the note. "So on the note is the stuff you want to sell and what time you should bring it. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt and allowing you to bring in the stuff a week from today."
"You want me to bring 'em all in tomorrow?"
"I don't care if you bring it in the day after tomorrow, just bring the stuff in before the deadline," Wolfgang then lifted a sack of bits on the counter, "And don't spend this all in one place."
"... Was that under the counter the whole time?"
"No, I'm a fucking Unicorn in disguise, now lets go so I can lay in my bed." Wolfgang jumped over the counter and began to walk out of the building. Before he opened the door, Ziggy put a hand on his shoulder, making look back to his friend.
"You sure you don't want to play on some instruments WolfDren? It could be good for you." Ziggy asked with concern. Wolfgang frowned, the Zebmaican knew of his infatuation with music, once going on a drunken ramble on the intricacies of electric guitars and bass guitars. Ziggy most certainly cared for his friend, finding some unique charm within his gruff demeanor. Getting him to do something enjoyable to Zigg's would at least be a personal accomplishment if anything.
"Not today Zigg's, my fingers are cramped from the piano, but thanks... Really." Wolfgang gave a curt smile and left the store. He raised his hand to signify "Goodbye" to Ziggy, who also left the store to head back to his house.
Wolfgang stumbled in the streets looking miserable. He was thinking back to his time on Earth again, which lead him to drink the rest of the alcohol in his flask. Wobbling from side to side, wandering aimlessly, Wolfgang began to sing to himself.
"♪ I ain't happy  
I'm feeling glad  
I got sunshine in a bag  
I'm useless but not for long  
the future is coming on ♪"
With his vision starting to fade, Wolfgang dropped on the ground. He barely kept consciousness as he slowly drifted into sleep.
"♪ I'm useless... But not for long... My f-future... Is comin... ♪"

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                  IV. Waking to Poshness                   
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Author's Note
I've been on a pretty good writing kick recently, so expect another chapter soon. While you're at it, please consider checking out Equestria in the Sky with Diamonds (https://www.fimfiction.net/story/375732/equestria-in-the-sky-with-diamonds) and maybe giving some feedback, as I would love to improve so I can provide you guys and gals with the best that I can.
IV. Waking to Poshness
Waking up groggy was Wolfgang's specialty, wasn't a good one, but it was something. He tossed and turned on the gro- wait a second, he was in... A bed? Wolfgang, with eyes shut tight, felt the soft, velvety sheets that were under him. Feeling this texture before, Wolfy simply eased onto the bed and didn't bother questioning where he was. For all he knew, his kidney's could be in jeopardy, but hey, he was hungover, the loss of a kidney could wait.
A creak of a door opening broke Wolfgang's drowsy state. He turned his head to the direction of the sound and saw... A teenager? Odd, he didn't remember shagging a teen, nor did he remember getting in their house. His vision focused on the filly that stood towards him and figured out who it was.
"What's up Sweetie." Wolfgang smirked at the young filly, who smiled back at him. The white teenager sat down on the bed, flipping her multicolor mane as she looked back at the disheveled human.
"On a binge again Wolfy- oh, I'm sorry, 'Mr. Charleston'." They shared a chuckle at the exchange. Rarity was a mare of proper conduct and insisted that Sweetie Belle refer to Wolfgang more properly. She didn't adhere the advice like expected, but she at least conformed when under the presence of her sister. "Seriously though, are you alright? We found you outside the boutique."
"I'm fine," Wolfgang rose to a sitting position, "Just had a bit of a drink today, or yesterday, what day is it today?" He grinned to a bemused Sweetie Belle, not entirely happy her sisters coltfriend was in such a state.
"You were out the whole of yesterday, Rarity had to message Fluttershy that you were here." Sweetie stretched her arms and looked back at Wolfgang, serious as ever this time. "Listen Wolfy, I'm being entirely serious with you, I think you need to seek some professional help."
"I should, now my life is being judged by a kid." Wolfgang grunted as he lifted himself off the bed, looking down to check that he had his clothes from yesterday.
"Come on, I'm not that younger than you!" Sweetie chastised.
"9 years deary, where's your shower?" Wolfgang opened the room's door and looked from left to right, then back to Sweetie for a reply. Sweetie pouted at Wolfgang's disregard, but Wolfgang didn't care, he just wanted to clean himself up.
Sweetie sighed, "Down to your right, you won't miss it." She then laid down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, her expression showing non-satisfaction. Wolfgang shrugged at her and went for the shower, taking shit (as he considered it) from Twilight was one thing, but taking it from one of his marefriend's sisters wouldn't be on his list of things to deal with. He entered the bathroom and threw off his clothes one by one on the floor. He was about to enter the shower, but he decided to throw his clothes in an empty basket, just so he wouldn't get an earful.
The warm water hit Wolfgang like a meditative wave, making the human far more relaxed than he's been for a while. He stood there, allowing himself to be lost in his thoughts. Should he go back to music? That time at Applejack's was more of a courtesy, since Granny Smith insisted he do so. Yet, nothing could hide that for a brief time, Wolfgang felt joy in his heart as he played that piano. 'But why should I now?' he thought to himself. He had no reason to go back, at least, that's what he felt. His whole basis for learning music was gone, yet there was still that itching feeling that told him, begged him.
The human's thoughts were interrupted by the touch of another body in the shower. Before he could look, two white hands covered his blue eyes, a chortle further hinting at the new occupant.
"Guess who, Darling?" a posh voice whispered into Wolfgang's ear.
He grinned, "Hello Rarity." He put his hands on the softer hands of the Fashionista. Once gaining his vision back, he turned his head back. Rarity was wet, naturally, yet being wet allowed her to look more beautiful than dry. Her luscious mane hung down, shining in the lighting of the shower; her white fur shined just as much. Wolfgang enjoyed the hourglass figure pressing up on his back, along with the ample breasts that came with. "Since when do you take showers with others?" Wolfgang questioned.
Rarity shifted her azure eyes to her tall guest and spoke, "Since when do you sleep outside my store?"
"I could of sworn I've done that before." Wolfgang turned around to face Rarity, to ogle of course.
"Doing so in the first place is odd, Dear," Rarity put her hands on her hips as her eyes moved south, "And it's nice to see you're listening."
Wolfgang looked down and realized he had an erection at full mast. He chuckled and looked back at Rarity. "Hey, my body is just honest, that's all."
'If only you could be as honest.' Rarity thought to herself, but put her worries to rest. She had a purpose to waltz in the shower, and Wolfgang was the only one who could help. Her horn illuminated a blue glow and Wolfgang's penis was instantly stimulated, triggering a moan from him.
"Someone's horny today, huh? The toys not doing it for you?~" Wolfgang placed his right hand on the shower wall for stability as he was receiving a "Magic-Job".
"My 'collection' can hold me off for awhile, but I'm sure you know that nothing beats the real thing.~" Rarity kneeled down until her head was right near Wolfgang's tip.
"Are you saying I've tried fles-OOOOOkkkaayy!" Wolfgang nearly fell when Rarity began licking his shaft while still using magic to jack him off. Wolfgang felt pure ecstacy, the feeling of magic on his genitalia was still foreign to him, so it provided this mysterious flair. Rarity continued licking his dick, but eventually her magic faded. Knowing she had to step it up, Rarity grasped his tool and furiously sucked it. Wolfgang grinned more and more as her head bobbed up and down, wet slurping sounds echoing in the shower. Eventually, Wolfgang's cock had entered into a decent stiffness, although Rarity could give less of a shit at this point.
She stopped sucking Wolfgang, but gave him a devilish lick as she stood up. The white mare turned around and bent over, practically pushing her ass out for Wolfgang. She looked back, moaning for her lover to ravish her. As he was about to partake in the main event, he took a moment to look at Rarity's begging expression. Her face was red, some drool dripping down her face as her pussy winked. He instantly caught on, realizing why Rarity was being more proactive than usual.
"Hehe, alright, let's settle you down." Wolfgang spoke in a hushed tone, yet thrusted with vigor into Rarity. Rarity let out a sharp whine when she felt his tool enter her. Within seconds, Wolfgang began pumping into Rarity swiftly, her plush buttock providing a cushy impact. Wolfgang wrapped his arms around Rarity's stomach and lifted her up, kissing her neck as he made love to her. Rarity placed her left hand on Wolfgang's ass cheek, enticing him to continue. As their lovemaking became more intense, Wolfgang felt an erotic heat in his loins. With a grunt, Wolfgang came into Rarity and firmly planted his face into the crook of her neck.
His dick popped out of her, some semen pouring out as a result. The two heavy breathing bodies nearly collapsed in the shower, put stood their ground as the water cleaned them of their sweat.
Fitting into his jacket, Wolfgang checked himself in the living room mirror to see if he was presentable. Even if he just had a shower and some change of clothes, Wolfgang still had the uncanny appearance of a homeless person. Thankfully, he did look okay to walk out in the streets. He looked in the mirror to see the generous Fashionista pouting on the couch as she watched TV. Wolfgang groaned, knowing Rarity was pretty dramatic about her feelings.
"I'm sorry Rarity, but you know how Fluttershy worries." Wolfgang said as he messed with his hair.
"I understand, dear, but I would still appreciate some company for the day." Rarity turned her head away from the human, most likely continuing to pout. Wolfgang sighed and walked over to Rarity and hugged her from behind.
"Hey, don't pout, okay? I promise once I get home I'll write a letter telling you what days I'm available, then we can match schedules and have a nice lunch or something." Wolfgang lightly pat Rarity on the head. Rarity looked up to see her lover, only for her lover to adjust his head so he wasn't hit by her horn.
"Why not just tell me now, Darling?" Rarity asked, though the expression on her face showed some joke behind the question.
"'Cause I don't even know what to wear." Wolfgang replied with a smirk. With a kiss on her forehead, Wolfgang grabbed a bag of his folded clothes and headed towards the door.
"Don't forget to write!" The Fashionista yelled out as Wolfgang was out the door.
"No problem!" He shouted back as he closed the door. Wolfgang decided to take his walk slow, he knew Fluttershy was worried, but it would only get serious in her mind if he was gone for a week. As he walked through the streets, he started remembering when Twilight took him to meet Rarity.
Rarity sat at her desk, looking at her business reports through her designer glasses. Twilight was standing at the front of the desk, a worried look washed over as Rarity's face soured at the papers. Wolfgang was sitting in a chair, an expression of complete disinterest as he took a drink from his flask. Rarity glanced at Twilight and sighed, not wanting to turn down one of her best friends on an offer.
"I am truly sorry dear, but the shops haven't been bringing in much money. While I wish I could lend some of my time to make your new friend some clothes," She let her gaze drift the human as he took a second sip of his flask, "But, I'm afraid I need to seriously focus on improving the revenue the Boutiques bring in." Twilight's ears drooped, but she knew deep down that she couldn't expect Rarity to drop everything for this.
"I understand Rarity, I just wish I knew another way to get him clothes. Now maybe I can import some clothes from Manehattan, but-"
"Good Will?" The two mares looked at the human, who just lifted his eyebrow. Twilight took a moment to clear her throat before engaging her "ward" in conversation.
"What do you mean, Mr. Charleston?" She asked as politely as she could muster. Dealing with Wolfgang was a serious effort on the mind, and Twilight was almost at the end of her ropes. She planned on finding him a place to live tomorrow, though she hoped Fluttershy wouldn't feel too pressured. Wolfgang downed the last of his alcohol and clasped his hands together.
"I'll get clothes from a charity or something, I got the job yesterday so I'll be able to make money. I just need to work for awhile and then I can buy the clothes. So, how much would it cost?" Wolfgang turned to Rarity, his cheeks showing a red tint and his head swaying back and forth. Rarity frowned a bit, but put it away, everypony has their vices after all.
"My work is pretty pricey, but I'll make a deal with you, Wolfgang, was it? Whatever you come to me with, I'll offer, say, a 25% discount, will that work?" She asked as she gave a smile. Wolfgang's eyes shot open, no one was ever that nice about buisness with him before. Of course, he knew it was because they needed to make a profit, but this chic- no, pony was pretty was willing to give him a discount? It couldn't have gotten any better for him than that. He got up and raised his hand, prompting for a handshake. Rarity smiled again and accepted, gripping his hand softly.
"Thanks a lot, ma'am, I'll make sure to match your prices to a tee now!" Wolfgang practically beamed with excitement,  
Never once was anyone in his life so nice to him. That didn't last long though, as a certain pound in head reminded him of his current state. He ended his handshake and slowly waddled towards the door. "Um, hey, I'm kinda drunk right now, and I think the wooziness his coming a little early, so I'm just gonna head back to the eyesore castle. See you there, Twisparkle."
Wolfgang sighed as he walked back to Fluttershy's cot. A year before, his alcholism was out of control, to the point where he slept with a bottle every night. If it wasn't for Fluttershy entering his life, Wolfgang would probably be in an early grave. Granted, he still drank, some nights forgetting his little strike limit, but hey, baby steps. His memories of Rarity were fond ones, the white Unicorn is one of the first ponies who wasn't judgmental of him outright. He felt he had to impress her, to at least act presentable around her, just so he wouldn't lose that cordial attitude she would show.
He was very surprised when she joined this little "Herd" experiment, first one to join, in fact. He was buying clothes and Rarity sprung the question on him, taking him by surprise. It took awhile for her to explain the whole concept to him, but even after that, Wolfgang was still apprehensive about the whole thing. Rarity was completely understanding during the whole thing, but ultimately the herd was made, with Rarity being a sort of second in command.
Wolfgang continued to walk, occasionally glancing at the ponies he would encounter. He saw Ponyville's happy couple, Lyra and Bon Bon, sitting on their famous bench, sharing a drink of some kind. Matilda was buying some carrots from Carrot Top at the local market. In fact, he saw Applejack selling some product, but decided against talking to her now, Fluttershy was his number one priority. He walked past Tunes & Jams, but it was still closed, we would be working there again next week when the stock was up.
He came to a dirt road and followed it, knowing it would take him back to the cottage in no time. He passed the Everfree and shuddered as he gazed into the forest. One of the first and foremost things that Twilight had told him was to never travel into the Everfree. Supposedly, it was a forest filled with the scariest creatures that roamed Equestria. For awhile he thought nothing about it, but every time he passed it on his way back to Fluttershy, he started feeling more and more insecure about the place.
Frantically, he wiped the thoughts from his mind and jogged his way back to the cottage. After a couple of minutes, Wolfgang saw it in the distance and broke into a run. Some birds saw the running human and chirped as he crossed the little land bridge. Wolfgang slowed himself and came to a stop at the front door. He knocked a couple of times and waited so see if there would be a response. He looked behind him and saw a few gophers looking at him, he gave them a little smile and they chittered back.
"Hello?" The door opened and Fluttershy's head popped out. Wolfgang turned his back and locked eyes with the Pegasus. They stared at each other for quite sometime, Fluttershy not moving an inch. Wolfgang sighed and lifted his arms up, opening them up for a hug. Without a moments notice, Fluttershy entered the embrace and wrapped her arms around him. She also extended her wings and wrapped them around her lover as well, making sure he wouldn't leave. They stayed like this for what felt like ages, slightly swaying to the left and right.
"I'm really sorry Flutters..." Wolfgang muffled out, his mouth being covered by Fluttershy's mane.
"It's ok... It'll be ok." She whispered as she buried her head in the crook of his neck. Wolfgang began to shed some tears as he held on to Fluttershy tighter.
"I-I just started thinking back home and, well, I fucked up, got out of control." He struggled to control himself, something in him telling him that letting go was alright. Two warm hands grasped his cheeks and he was placed in a kiss by the mare he was holding in his arms. He let go, tears falling from his eyes as he pressed deeper into the kiss. They stayed like that for some time until they seperated, Fluttershy wiping a few of Wolfgang's tears. "Ahem... heh, hope the crying didn't turn you off or anything." His quip made Fluttershy chuckle and they kissed again, only it lasted shorter than the last.
"I love you Wolfgang," Fluttershy began, "But you need to get through this, you need to help yourself. I am here for you, my friends are here for you, Ziggy, Zeora, all of us."
"I know, I know," He interjected, "... Alright, tomorrow's my meeting with Twilight, I'll talk, but not much, I just, I can't talk about all of it right now."
Fluttershy gave him a warm smile and nodded her head. "It's fine, a couple of words is better than nothing." She grabbed his hands and pulled him forward. "Come here, I've got cookies." She said that with a little hum in her voice. Wolfgang smiled and followed Fluttershy in, thinking about what he would say at his meeting with Twilight. Now, though, he let it rest, he could go for a cookie for the time being.