Farmer vs Murderer: Lumberjack's Revenge

Applejack began to skip high school for many days because of what happened to her last night. She couldn't bear to experience the exact same depression she had the first time, but she had no choice. She tried to get her mind off of it by cleaning up the house, cooking up the recipes, mowing the lawn and playing with her dog Winona, but nothing seemed to work unfortunately. She sat down on the floor and began to cry again.

Winona laid down next to her and whined a little bit. She knew something was wrong going on about her.

"Sorry, Winona," said Applejack, "I just can't get Lumberjack off my mind! No matter what I do ta try to!"

Winona laid her head and her front legs on her lap for comfort and whined a little again.

Applejack petted her and then stopped. There was one thing she hadn't tried: making music. As the saying goes: "Making music relieves stress and tensity". "I got it!" she exclaimed, "Maybe makin' some music would take my mind off of it." She went upstairs to her room and Winona followed her. Applejack tried playing her bass guitar, but that wasn't the melodic sound she was into for right now. Then she tried playing her banjo, but that wasn't the sound she's into either. She tried playing her fiddle, her mandolin, her ukulele, her acoustic guitar, her harmonica, her ocarina, her euphonium, and even her tuba. It turned out to be the same result. Then she finally tried singing, and that's the only melodic sound she had.

Winona barked a few times and wagged her tail, showing approval to the last option. She loved to hear Applejack's alto/contralto voice being sounded out. As Applejack began to sing a song she knew, Winona started to howl, as her way of singing.

"Not bad, but I think ya should play yer tuba more," a familiar voice said out of nowhere.

Winona stood up and snarled angrily at the disembodied voice, trying her best to protect Applejack from any harm.

Applejack knew it was Lumberjack, and immediately grew a little nervous but mostly annoyed. "Are ya sayin' that ya don't like my singin'?" she asked.

"Oh I wouldn't say that," said Lumberjack's voice, "I just prefer hearin' some low tones below yer range, like yer tuba. Why don't ya play somethin' for me?"

Applejack then became confused. "Um....okay?" she said confusingly as she got out her tuba again, "What song do ya want me ta play?"

"Easy," said Lumberjack's voice, "Somethin' dark and miserable."

Applejack sighed and started to get ready to play. She placed her mouthpiece on her lips, took a deep breath and started to play an eerie song.

While she was still playing, dark thunderclouds started to appear outside, covering up the night sky and flashes of lightning and the strikes of lightning bolts suddenly appeared. Every time she played any deep notes, the rolls and some claps of thunder sounded.

Winona suddenly got frightened by what was happening, so she stood beside Applejack and whined.

Still playing, Applejack slowly kneeled down, carefully sat down on the floor beside Winona, crossed her legs and placed her tuba on her lap. She wanted to comfort her, but she was requested to play an eerie song on her tuba.

When she finished the song with a whole note, several amounts of rain started to fall from the thunderclouds. The thunder continued to roll and clap, and flashes of lightning continued to flash and the lightning bolts continued to strike. Applejack knew there was a storm going on while she was playing a while ago, but didn't know that she was asked to create a terrible storm. "Um....That was a dark and miserable song ya requested," she said to Lumberjack's voice, "And ya asked me ta create a terrible storm too?"

"Oh did I? Crazy me," said Lumberjack's voice sounding as if she pretended to be confused, "I didn't know that I wanted a stormy weather too." Lumberjack's reflection appeared in the mirror. "Just ta relax me."

Applejack gave her an unimpressed look. "Well I'm appreciated," she said as she was being sarcastic, "Doin' two thangs in one time? Oh that's just a challenge fer my mind." She placed her tuba down and comforted Winona. "Now will ya please leave me alone til the next full moon? I'm eagerly lookin' forward ta that."

"Really? Me too," said Lumberjack's reflection, "I'm definitely ready ta chop off people's heads if they trespass near my shed. Too bad I only come out in every night that has a full moon."

"Lucky me," said Applejack, "Then I'll go to the middle of the forest, let the moon shine on me after the same spell and confront ya again. This time, it'll be different 'cuz you'll be given the strongest punishment that should last fer all eternity."

Lumberjack's reflection strongly doubted it. "Ha! I don't think so!" she said with an evil smile.

Applejack then stood up in determination. "Plus, I have somethin' for ya in return," she said as she picked up her tuba again. She cleared her throat and started to get ready to play. She placed her mouthpiece on her lips again and took a deep breath. This time, she started to play a determining and courageous song she knew.

As she was still playing, the storm stopped and began to clear up. The thunderclouds turned into the white cumulus clouds and started to spread out to reveal the light blue sky. The morning sun began to appear, shining brightly on Applejack and her tuba as the spotlight.

"I'll appear again in the next full moon!" Lumberjack's reflection declared as she faded away.

Applejack ended the song with her tuba fanfare and carried it with her right arm. "I know ya will," she said, "And you'll be banished from my body ferever."

Winona agreed with her by barking and wagging her tail. She went ahead and fetched Applejack's lasso, rifle, shotgun, two pistols and an axe.

"Good girl," said Applejack as she petted Winona's head and placed her tuba down again, "Now we'll have ta wait till the night we go to the middle of the forest before midnight. We'll meet our friends there."

Winona continued to wag her tail and jumped on Applejack's laps with her front legs.

Applejack continued to pet her smiled.