The Apples' Debt

Compound Interest's life flashed before his eyes as Big Mac got closer to him. This wasn't going to end well.

"Negotiating, huh, Applejack?" he said in a disappointed tone to his tied up, naked sister.

"Oh, we were done with that long ago. We decided to have some fun afterwards." Compound Interest lied like his life depended on it.

Big Macintosh grabbed him by his tie and started pulling, lifting him up by it.

"Stop, Big Mac!" Applejack pleaded, unable to really see what was going on.

"And we... had such a... great deal..." Compound Interest choked out.

Big Mac threw Interest to the floor. He coughed and got up.

"Where's this deal?" Big Mac asked.

"We haven't put pen to paper yet."

Big Macintosh lifted his fist to punch him.

"Stop!" Interest said with all the authority he could muster.

It was enough for Big Mac for just a moment.

"If you punch me the deal is off and the Apple farm is done for."

Big Mac lowered his hand.

"Look, I'm sorry you had to see your sister like this but you know that nothing good can come from hurting me. I'll forgive you for pulling my tie but you have to control your temper."

Big Macintosh just grumbled but it was clear he had heard reason. Interest got to untying Applejack.

"Ah'm sorry as well, Big Mac. Can you bring me a towel and some clothes? Ah don't want granny to see me like this." she said responded.

"Ah'll leave them outside." he answered and left doing his best to take in as little of the scene as possible.

"So, we already have a deal. Ah wasn't aware." Applejack said when her brother moved out of earshot.

"Technically we do."

"Oh, okay. Ah'll go tell Big Mac about our 10 days or nights of fun agreement. Ah'm sure he'd be happy about it."

"You got me. I lied because I didn't want your brother to murder me. I'll go confess my sins to Celestia so she can boil me alive as punishment."

Applejack laughed.

"You could instead just make things right by giving me this great deal you supposedly had."

Compound Interest thought for a moment. It was weird to do business when the client was naked and his cum was dripping out of her, but she retained a surprising amount of dignity, so he rolled with it.

"Well, your farm is going to need a capital injection to survive."

"A what?"

"Another loan. Much bigger this time, so you can buy modern equipment."

"Are you sayin' that we're bad farmers?" she said angrily.

"No, that you managed to keep this place running for this long is a testament to your skills. But would I be here if there wasn't something wrong."

"We just got unlucky, that's all."

"Two times in a row? The element of honesty isn't supposed to lie."

Applejack just sighed. For some reason Compound Interest felt sorry for her wounded pride despite purposefully humiliating her just before.

"I've seen pride ruin ponies before. You couldn't believe how many Canterlot unicorns have bankrupted themselves because they tried to keep up with the lifestyle there. It'd be a shame if it ruined your family."

"Ah suppose you're right. What else is in this great deal?"

"You'll be paying every bit back from the previous loan, plus interest plus interest on the interest." he said sternly.

"Ah would have expected you to say nothing less."

"And I would expect the Apples to do nothing less than pay their debts. I also get to put in a manager over this farm if need be until the loans are paid."

"WHAT?"

Applejack almost slapped him for that.

"Lower that hand of yours. You're a stubborn bunch, and your brother seems worse that you. I need a final resort if you get up to your old shenanigans. If you refuse to buy the proper equipment or your grandmother decides to salt the earth to get rid of a slug problem."

"We use beer traps for slugs. We're not idiots." she answered angrily.

"You get my point."

"Sweet Apple Acres will never be managed by a non-Apple!"

"And if the Apples prove they have more wisdom and pride, it won't be. It's a last resort. Take it or leave it."

"You really have us Apples in a vice grip, don't you?"

"Their eldest daughter wouldn't be naked besides me, with my semen dripping out of her, trying to negotiate with me if I didn't."

"Okay, Ah agree. You'll have a tougher time convincing my brother though."

Right. Applejack almost slapped Compound Interest for the manager part, so he was guessing he wouldn't enjoy what Big Mac would do to him when he heard about it.

"Do you have a notary in this town?"

"No, we rarely have to sign documents in Ponyville. If we do we go to Twilight."

Interest couldn't believe his luck. Big Macintosh would surely never dare to even touch a hair on his head in a Princess' presence.

"Tell him and your grandmother to be at her castle in an hour. I'll convince him there."

He then got up and got out of the barn. Big Mac was just getting there with the clothes and towel Applejack had requested. Compound and him both avoided eye contact. It was with relief that he got to his car and waiting chauffeur.

"Took you even longer that usual, boss." Abiding Traveler said without looking up from his book.

"A proud and stubborn bunch, just as you said."

"Should I stop reading?"

"No, I'm going to be busy." Interest said while pulling out a typewriter.

He skillfully started typing out the deal he had just negotiated. Usually he'd have his secretary do this job, but it'd be cruel to drag her along everywhere he went.

"Which chapter are you on, Abiding?"

"The one about the zebras. They're fascinating, always speaking in rhymes. I've always wanted to go visit their lands."

"Do they write their contracts in rhymes?"

"I don't know. It doesn't say. Perhaps you go and find out. Find new investment opportunities you know?"

"Right."

After this little exchange Compound Interest doubled down on his work. He finished faster than expected.

"Off to Princess Twilight's castle."

"Oh, interesting. Is the royalty in debt?"

"No, thankfully."