The Apples' Debt

Compound Interest knocked at the castle door. The door opened and he was greeted by a purple dragon. If that wasn't an euphemism for something dirty, it had to become one, he thought. Compound kept those thoughts to himself, because he felt sorry for how tamed Spike looked.

"You're early as well, huh, Mister banker?"

"I am. Mind showing me where the others are?"

"In the throne room. It's right over there."

"Such a convenient layout."

Compound walked into the door Spike was pointing at. He bowed his head.

"Princess."

"Please call me..." said Princess tried to correct him.

"No need for that. I'll be out of your hair right away everything goes as planned."

He handed what he had typed to Applejack, who was sitting across a map/table combination, noticeably fidgeting in her seat for obvious reasons. She was dressed a lot more modestly, with a sweater with long sleeves and a pair of long jeans. Figures, considering this time her clothes were chosen by her possibly scarred for life brother.

"As we agreed. Feel free to read it over. All it needs is signatures."

"Mind if I sit in one of those, Princess? They kind of look special." he said pointing at the mane six thrones.

"No, not at all. And call me..."

"Thank you, Princess." he cut her off again and sat down in Rainbow Dash's seat.

Twilight sighed. Compound Interest was purposefully being obtuse. There was something that delighted him about being an asshole to a Princess.

"Big Mac, Granny Smith, you can take a seat as well."

"Thank you, sweetie." Granny Smith said before taking Rarity's seat.

Big Mac just sat down on Pinkie Pie's without saying a word. All of them waited for Applejack to read the deal to her satisfaction.

"Everythin' seems right." she said as she signed the paper.

"If Applejack thinks it's okay, then Ah think it's okay" said Granny Smith before signing it herself.

"Give it here. Ah want to read it myself." Big Mac said before taking the document.

This was the moment of truth. If anyone was going to be a stick in the mud, it was going to be Big Mac, Interest knew. But this time he had alicorn magic to back him up if things went sour.

"This isn't just an extension of the previous loan. This is another loan that's worth twice our farm." Big Macintosh said in disbelief.

"Right." Compound Interest confirmed confidently.

"Why?"

"Because I won't get a bit back if you run your farm into the ground. You need new equipment." Compound answered in a calm tone.

"No, we don't." said Big Mac offended.

"You wouldn't be here if there wasn't something wrong."

Big Macintosh grunted angrily and continued reading.

"3, 2, 1..." Compound Interest counted down silently.

"WHY YOU LITTLE..." he shouted when he read the most controversial part and got up.

"Big Mac, stop." Applejack pleaded

"This is no way to behave in front of a Princess." Interest reminded him smugly of the advantage he had this time.

It was enough to get Big Mac to sit back now.

"It's only a last resort, in case you mess things up again. I'm sure the Apples would adapt just fine if they wanted to. If you sign this deal, your farm could become the most prosperous in Equestria."

It was this time Compound Interest who got up this time. He got closer to the cornered giant.

"If you don't, well I'm sure somebody would be more than willing to buy a foreclosed farm."

He held out his hand to Big Macintosh.

"Shake my hand. You know it's the right thing to do."

Big Mac grudgingly gave him a handshake. He couldn't resist painfully squeezing Compound's hand, but Compound didn't give him the satisfaction of showing any pain. Afterwards Big Mac signed the document. Then, it was up to Twilight, or most likely her wannabe sexual euphemism of a servant to give it the proper seals to make it legally binding.

"It was great doing business with you. As promised Princess, out of your hair."

"I SAID CALL ME TWILIGHT!" the Princess shouted, but Compound Interest was already gone.