The beauty and the Bass

by TheBronyKnight

Rating: mature
Tags: Big Macintosh, Sex, Applejack, Romance, Equestria Girls, Porn, Apple Bloom, Second Person, Comedy
Length: 6790

I am a lone bass player who plays on campus at Canterlot High for one afternoon to find Applejack sad over her bass being broken. So I asked if I can help fix it.

It was a normal day at Canterlot High for me. plucking my bass guitar strings as I was hanging after school. Out the door next to me I see a sad Applejack crying over her bass being broken from what I hear. So I know I am gonna regret this, but I offered to fix her bass. Teenage hormone hijinks is bound to insure.

Published 2018-09-11 16:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-10-22 20:30:32 UTC

My bass gently weeps

Author's Note

As always since I edit these by myself with some strong suggestions.
Please leave feedback and errors that can be checked!

My bass gently weeps

“So welcome to Sweet Apple Acres!!” Applejack announced with a sweet smile. I looked in amazement at the fields of apple trees behind her family’s farm and house. The wind gave the trees a small bustle that sounded like a natural choir. It made a sweet sound and the wind smelled apples. The farm felt like my own home and it was comforting. I look to Applejack as she continued her speech.

“This here field has been in the apples for 15 generations! It's our bread and butter as well as our greatest treasure! We welcome you with open and warm arms… as well as you helping to fix my bass” She said shyly and looked towards me.

“Thanks for the greetings AJ but…” I trailed off as I could not but help think about the elephant in the room-ermm field.

“What?” She said sweetly with a tilted head as if confused.

“What about Mac?” I pointed to the unconscious and beaten Big Mac. He has a black eye as well as a bloody nose with her tongue out. Applejack looked at her brother and shrugged?

“Oh don’t worry about him. He will be healthy as a Red Delicious after a good nap. That’ll teach him a thing or two about embarrassing me in front of my crush”

“What was that last part” I asked thinking I was ignoring her.

“Oh nothing! Just making sure he alright while I bring him to his room. In the meantime why don’t I Introduce you to the family!” She said as she begin to lift big mac on her shoulder. Wow that is a strong woman! I hope no unlucky soul tries to force her into prom sex I thought in my head as I grabbed our things.

We began walking along the dirt road leading into the actual farm itself. The road is narrow for only one vehicle at a time, but wide enough for a construction grade cement truck. The sides have small patches of grass and bushes coming into bloom. Even the walk to the farm was colorful and carefree, I wish my house had that effect for my own small set of guests.
We made it to the barn where a young girl came rushing out of it a bucket around her arm. She had very red hair. I mean tomato red with Southern clothes just like Applejack. She stopped to see us and her eyes sparked with a colorful spark of interest.

“Applejack!! Is that your Isaac?!?!” She said with a super excited tone of voice that is usual with youth. I chuckled as I saw Applejack cough a bit and slowly began to address you. Wait did she just say I’m ‘her’ Isaac?! I thought.

“Yeah this here is Isaac. He is here to help with my bass” She said nervously while looking at Apple Bloom with uncertainty. I feel like I’m missing something here that should be obvious to any man but I’m going to shrug it off.

“Well nice to Meet you Mr. Isaac! My name is-” I cut her off before she said her name.

“Apple Bloom. I know I saw you and your friends perform at the fall formal. The performance reminded me of the classic Glam Rock groups” I said with a smile as she seems to be excited.

“Well thank you mighty kindly sir! I’m sure Applejack is lucky to have you” She said with a smile. Apple Bloom looked at Applejack and mouthed the words No don’t give him any hints Apple Bloom made a small O shaped face as she nodded.

I saw Apple Bloom nod randomly as I look between her and Applejack. They both look innocent so I went back to talking to Apple Bloom who said pointing at AJ’s bass guitar case.

“She is lucky to have you fix up her BASS FOR HER! Yeah that is what I meant. Hehehe” She giggled as scratched the back of her head. I stiffly chuckled with her and went along with it. She’s a kid so sometimes they don’t make much sense.

Applejack begins tugged Big Mac and me to the house. She looked at Apple Bloom and begins to talk to her. “Well we gotta go get Mac to his bed hehe. He hit his head pretty hard.” Applejack winked as Apple Bloom giggled.

Applejack continued “We are gonna be in the garage getting started on the repairs.”

Apple Bloom waved at us with a bright smile that can melt Blue ice.

“Alrighty then ‘good luck’ on your repairs Applejack and Isaac’” she winked with the heavily said ‘good luck’ as Applejack looked at me and blushed.

“What was all that for?” I asked Applejack who coughed up a bit.

“Oh uh… Nothing just my sister being silly hehehe. Imma go to get Mac to his bed. In the meantime, go get started on the repairs Bass Boy” She said the last part in a unusually feminine tone but from what I already gathered from her family is that they are very carefree and silly.

If only businessmen and employers were this easy going I thought thinking about a business documentary I saw for school.

Anyway I got to the Garage next the house and went inside. It was dusty yet the floor seems swept recently. I pay no attention to it as I found a workbench and gently took out the Axe. Looking over the damages again to make a checklist of things that need to be done. I checked the body again to see where majority of the damage is and crack is at the top. Its deep enough to release the wind the instrument makes. Luckily it isn’t at an awkward angle so that’s good. But with a closer examination a look of horror creeps on my face.

“The neck base is cracked and chipped…” I said with a breathless voice.

Allow me to explain: When you put the neck on the bass, there is a spot that it fits into the body. That’s how some you attach the neck to the body. However the upper hook part is badly chipped and can make the neck loose if reattached. God this is gonna be a tall order.

“Ok! think Issac Am think… Hmm maybe that can work but I don’t know if AJ would agree… Plus it will change the sound as well…” I said in a normal voice.

I begin to take measurements for the body as I think out loud. I have to get EVERYTHING down to a T. Otherwise it will ruin the instrument even more. I took careful measurements with the pencil as I traced the body with for measurements. Since that was down, I begin to look at how bad the crack was inside. So I begin to take off the neck gently and slowly to avoid any more damage. Sweat was on my brow since it was a diligent and tedious process.

I slowly slide the neck off with its screws loose and gently and I mean GENTLY put the neck on the upper part of the table. I flipped the hardware over and began to see how thick the chip is and… its deep. The chip was a strong Diagonal outward type of chip(it kinda looks like this “/”).The length of it was at least five centimeters long. I sighed deeply as I look at the task I am faced with. How am I gonna tell AJ the bad news?

“Hey how is the bass?” A familiar voice asked me with worry.

Speak of the devil I thought as I turn to face her. Applejack had worry in her eyes that is matched with a tight hand lock over her chest.

“It’s bad.. Very bad. The body part that holds the neck is badly chipped. So it will be very loose and uncomfortable to play or even try picking up for that matter AJ” I said with my head held high with a look of worry as well. I fixed basses before, but at this point the process can either be trial and error, get rid and get a new one, or super costly and time consuming.

Applejack looked to the ground, hands clenched tightly, and sniffling.

“P-please try and fixing it…. I’ll pay anything I don’t care how much or what it is please try!” She said hastily and strained. I wanted to say how impossible it will be in terms of finances but I gave her a moment of silence as I looked back at the chip.

“T-that there bass was… wa-was one mah Pa’s prized possessions. He found it abandoned on the side of the road.” Applejack said with her choking up voice as I looked at her giving my full attention.

“He brought it home one night and began to fix it. I woke up and saw him fixing it and the whole nine yards. I asked him Is that a new guitar? and he smiled as I walked up to it and plucked on of its strings. I was in love with the instrument so as soon as it was finished I would take it from the garage and pluck its strings over and over. My dad caught me sneaking it out and he smiled and said If you can play me a tune, I’ll gift it for your next birthday and that is how I got the instrument. Played it for all these years.” She said reminiscing.

“Where are your parents?” I asked with a small voice.

“They died... Car crash...” She said sadly. I nodded my head and looked at the bass. I sighed as I gave it some thought and I have an idea but it won’t be easy to do.

“Ok I have an idea but it's mostly theoretical and execution heavy. I didn’t want to do it because it might ruin the bass further.” I explained to the blonde farm girl. She is desperate to get this instrument fixed; She nodded as if giving me permission. I understand her feelings deeply. A bass is more than an instrument, far more: It is an emotional icon. A piece with history that is like losing your friend or family. You can buy a new bass, but you can never buy back old memories.

“Good news is that all I need is a wood shop station and maybe some wood. I took measurements of the neck so I can make it in about six to 10 hours during a day. Think you can handle that AJ?” I asked with sincerity. She nodded with conviction and I went to her and gave her a hug to comfort her. She sobbed and held me for tightly to her chest as she sniffled into my shoulder. After about five seconds I tried to unbind myself but she didn’t let go.

“Uh AJ mind letting me go?” I asked looking at her confused. I heard her sniff my chest, the same spot I put my Cologne on this morning.

“Oh sorry uh… you smell nice” She said in that same feminine tone I heard earlier. That tone is still strange and I can’t put my finger on it.

“I kinda need my arms so I can work on your instrument remember?” I said with a chuckle as she blushed and unhooked herself from me. She blushed a bit and began to walk out the garage door. I chuckle as I saw her and went back to the measurements.

A million thoughts were going through AJ’s mind. Man how can I tell him I like him a whole lot. And he smelled so sexy! Mmmff Applejack bit her lip as she took off her hat and began to fam her face with it.

“Oh I’ll give him a reward he will never forget or refuse when this is over..” Applejack said as she went into her house to get started on the materials I. Am needs for her family’s instrument.

As well as other necessities for the bassist.

Full Harmonic Harmony (Sex chapter)

Several days has passed since I started on the bass and it's now the weekend- six days since the bass was badly damaged. Since then everything is has been going great and steadily for AJ’s bass: The neck was replaced, the body had some repairs and closed cracks, and just to be safe and extra fresh I bought the bass a new bridge.

So far everything seems good and green as I looked up at the clouds on the Apple family’s farm. Pigs were rolling around in there mud and the cows was munching on some grass. I’m wearing Sweatpants and a logo T-shirt. I sigh as I relaxed back into my own arms with a sly grin.

‘It's almost over’ I thought thinking about all that hard work.

In that time I met more of Applejack’s family. I finally met her Grandma who was our lunch lady at school. I snickered as I remembered the Apple based names each member apparently have. I was invited to dinner for the entire week because of my service. I remembered what Granny said at last night’s dinner when I said thank you.

“Oh don’t mentin’ it sonny. I think it mighty kind of you to play with Applejack’s breast there”. I spat out my Apple fritter as Applejack blushed intensely.

“G-Granny!!! Bass!! He’s fixing my bass!!” Applejack pleaded and preached as I nodded my head so hard it could come off like a dancing skeleton. Big man was laughing and Apple Bloom was confused. Before she said anything Granny continued.

“What really? But then what was he fingering then?” Granny kindly ask as Applejack looked like she blew a gasket in her brain. Big Mac practically kneels over, face in his fritter, laughing up a storm. Apple Bloom looked over to Granny and asked her.

“What’s fingering?” She said with a tilt of her head.

I grimaced as I remember the rest. Applejack covered Bloom’s ears and sent her to her room with the last piece of fritter. And to be honest….
I was mad she got the last piece.

Thinking back on that Applejack has been acting a bit weird since I first started working on the instrument. I do not know what has gotten into her nor why she is acting this way but she has been very…. Different.

The first one was one Tuesday. I was working on her bass after school when Applejack walked in and just stared at me. No words, no mouth moving, no movie reference, nothing! Just stare at me. I felt like I was in a jump scare horror game and she was about to come get my booty but as soon as I was about to ask her she hastily left. I was confused as I went back to work on the bass.

The next time was when I was going to the bathroom. It was during the evening at around 6 pm. I was in the garage all day working on the instrument. I had to use the bathroom from all the diet colas I had. As I got to the door I checked. No steam, no shower running, and no light on. I went inside like any ordinary person would. As soon as I unzipped I see the shower curtain swish and saw figure. I screamed and the figured gasps as it grabbed one of the long towels on the towel rack and ran out of the bathroom.

Because I was skeptic of this and not like some fanfic pansy I checked the shower. And guess what? Bone dry. Not a drop in it.

And the last time was yesterday at school. Me and AJ have the same mechanics Class at 1:00 pm. I was listening to Mr. Fixit talk about the Gas tank and stuff and I saw AJ whispering to one her friends and they both look at me. I awkwardly smiled and waved as the Purple haired girl giggled and whispered back to Applejack. AJ looked at me again and blushed a bit.

After class the same Purple haired girl went to me and asked my name. I just told her I. Am is my nickname and her name is Rarity. Out of the blue she asked what is my favorite color and I told her simply eggshell white.

Weird? No talk about Lovecraft weird.

I look at my watch to see the time and its 2. I sighed as I got up and stretch out my arms as I went back to the garage to finish up the bass guitar. Its physically done anyway, but I need to check for its sound and see how the newer things attached to it could have changed how its supposed to be played.

I got to the garage and began a sound test. “Alright test one” I plucked the E string to see if it has buzz, sound like an echo, or feedback. Nothing of those luckily. It sounded like it normally does. I plucked the other three. A, D, G. Nothing nasty. I played all the fretted notes and no buzz. I played a tune from one of my favorite songs called “Ramble on” and goofed around a bit. The bass was excellent and sturdy. “Yes!!!” I shouted to no one but myself.

I practically ran to AJ’s room inside the house and knocked on her door rapidly. I waited for a response until I see AJ open the door and looked at me.

“What can I do you for I. Am?” She slurred with her arms crossed on her chest.

“AJ come quickly” I said as I grabbed her hand and practically dragged her to the garage.

I showed her the bass. “It was hard work but I think it's finally fixed and proper” I said as she looked at the bass wide eyed. She slowly went from the door to the bass guitar and plucked a note. From there, she began to play a southern rock style of song for five minutes. When she was done she looked at the bass and took it off.

“AJ?” I asked the cowgirl as she stood silent. I got closer to see tears in her eyes and her clenching the bass close to her chest.

“Thank you so much…” she practically whispered as I got close enough to hold her. I gave her my welcomes as she sobbed into my shirt. I felt the slight wetness on my shirt after a second of holding her.

“All in a day's work AJ” I said softly as I gently stroked her head. I hugged her tightly and began to break away but Applejack hugged me in a vice grip-almost broke a rib! After about ten seconds of her holding me she broke only to kiss me full on the lips.

I got kissed by Applejack

I got kissed...by… Applejack

I’M KISSING APPLEJACK!!!! I said in my head as she wrapped her arms around my neck and I walked to a wall in the garage. Her kiss was strong and forceful. Her perfume in my nose and her hands straddling my back to feel the muscle texture. Her lip gloss smeared on my mouth as I felt her prod my lips with her tongue; pushing for a way inside. I gently opened my mouth as she proceeded to lick around my mouth as if her life depended on it.

‘Man can she kiss! I wonder if she had a boyfriend before.’ I thought as she became rougher with her tongue.

Not wanting to lose the tongue war, I sneaked my hands under her skirt and gripped her butt cheeks. Applejack moaned into my mouth erotically as she linked her leg to my thigh trying to pull me as close to her as possible. We held this kiss for what felt like ages until she pulled back slowly. I saw her tongue leave my mouth and go back in hers with a string of saliva connecting us for one second.

“Wow” All I could say as Applejack looked at me like a piece of meat. Face all flushed and body very warm and hot. She hooked her arms around my neck as I placed my hands on her hips awkwardly.

‘Looks like those romantic style porn videos is gonna pay off!’ I thought

“Issac. That was mighty bold of you to grab my ass. We are gonna get along just fine indeed.” Applejack kissed my nose and continue to say. “You fixed my pal’s bass. I think it's about time I repay all of your hard work.” She said as she break off of me and head to the garage door. She looked back and smiled as she shook that sexy ass of hers and lead to her house.

Even a introverted Bassist should know what THAT means!

I practically ran out of the garage to see her at the house door and go inside of it. I ran close behind her to the door and inside the house. I see her climbing the stairs and wink at me. What is with all the damn teasing?! I thought following her.

I saw her walk into her room and I did a little go over. I smelled my breath, sniffed my pits and neck, and rubbed my crotch to sniff. No bad musk on all of them. I’m ready.

I walked through the door only to get grabbed by Applejack and get thrown onto her bed.

“It’s about time you get your reward city boy~” Applejack said as she got on top of me and started to kiss me. I put my hands on her hips as she rested her boobs on my chest as we kissed it out. She broke the kiss and began to take off her shirt to reveal she has on white Victoria secret style push-up bra with heart designed on the lace and light grey on the cup. Her B-cup breasts stand proud as the laws of gravity pushes them down a bit, giving them a slight teardrop in appearance. In fact, it almost looks like they are dying to fall into the palms of my hands.

I look frozen on ice. ‘This can’t be real’

“Yeah city boy it's happening” Applejack confirmed as she leaned forward with her boobies on my chest. “And there’s nothing you can do to stop it” Applejack slurred.

This is too sexy. My dick is full of so much blood that if I were to look it would red and irritated. All rational thought is leaving me as I leaned into Applejack and kissed her deeply. She moaned into the kiss as I grabbed that big sexy ass of hers and as soon as i felt my hands sink into the flesh I roared a bit.

Applejack is moaning like a woman in heat. She grabbed my shirt and ripped it open, breaking the buttons as I begin to pull of her skirt. As soon as it went past knees she broke off of me and kicked them off. Her panties have lacy patterns similar to her bra but they were black.

“Sugarcube I had enough of this here teasing. I WANT IT NOW!!” Applejack roared as she slipped off her panties and threw them at me. The wetness made it stick to my face for a bit and the thick scent of Applejack’s musk put the raging hormones in my blood into overdrive.

I took them off of my face as the Fem-cum stuck to my nose and I advanced to Applejack. I began to kiss her neck and start kiss down.

“Ahhh~ that feels mighty nice there Isaac” moaned Applejack

I went down to her chest and gave her right nipple a lick and a suck which granted me a gasp from Applejack and a “MMMMMMH” sound. I went to her toned belly and licked around her belly button just for laughs. As soon as I got down to her waistline kissed her groin I looked up a bit for permission.

Applejack with a flushed, red, and bright face nodded breathlessly-almost begging for me to start. I dived into her pussy and began to lick. Applejack arched her back backward as I went to dinner with her part. However there was one complaint I do have…

...she is hairy as fuck.

Ten licks in and I got strands of pubes in my mouth. I coughed up them and looked to Applejack. “Glack! Sorry I got some of your hair in my mouth” I said while coughing up a bit.

“Oh gosh sorry Isaac. I uh… don’t like razors….”

I barely heard her but given the look of embarrassment on her face I did not press forward. I got up and kissed her.

“It’s alright. Let’s go to the main event” I said trying to take some kind of charge like a man and add to the atmosphere.

Applejack smiled and got on her back while spreading her lips. She flashed me a sultry smile as she gave me a come hither look which I humbly obliged.
I took off my pants and showed her my ‘tool.’ Not much or small. Just enough for it to be usable. Applejack smiled when saw how hard I was for her, possibly taking pride in knowing she is doing this to me. I looked to her one last time before I begun pushing myself into her depths.

As I penetrated her walls and felt tightness around my dick, Applejack cried out in pain to the foreign object being inside of her for the first time. I kissed her to silence her cries as I slowly begin to move inside her. After five seconds, I hit AJ’s G-spot apparently as she arched her back and shouted erotically into the air.

Applejack has some impressive muscle feats because she was able to lift me up with just her back muscles along. Thank good god I didn’t force her…

Applejack held my head in a vice grip as I continued to hump into her. Splats of Fem-Cum hitting my thighs and the bed hard as she squirts continuously. I slid my hand in-between our linked bodies and grabbed on to her breast while we did missionary. Her pussy was the best feeling in the world at this point in time.

Applejack was in Cloud-nine. Her pussy felt like a party in Las Pegasus while Isaac gave her the love he has for her. She felt Isaac grip her right breast and held on for dear life as she continue to pound of sweet slit. Applejack gasped and moaned every time she felt him her G-spot--Feeling like sparks are popping inside of her spine. She waited this entire week ever since Big Mac’s prank on the truck. She knew he wanted her and she him. Which made the sex that much more gratifying.

All good things must come to an end as Isaac felt his balls tighten, his body getting tired, and his urethra filling with sperm. As his balls slap against Applejack’s Anus he could not hold off any longer as he knew he is about to-

“AJ!!!! I-I-I’M GONNA CUM!!!” He said as his face turned into that of strain. He did not want this moment to end now or ever. Applejack looked at him with her flushed red face and lolling out tongue; Ahegao faced. She sucked her tongue back into her mouth as she deeply kissed him which he read in his mind as her telling him to ‘Cum inside me. I want it badly’.

Grunting in her mouth, Isaac shot his first load. It was so much that the cum gushed out of Applejack’s snatch. AJ moaned as that first shot made her squirt again. A torrent of Fem-cum mixed with Male cum flowed outward on the bed sheets, staining them and adding to the already sex smelled room.

Isaac’s next shot was inside with less power and no squirt to flush it out of Applejack. Isaac pulled out as his third and final shot landed on Applejack’s belly button. Exhausted and spent with the recent activities that happened. Isaac fell on the bed right next to AJ as he soundly snored asleep.

Applejack was huffing and puffing loudly like beast. Desperately trying to catch her breath from the session but she looked over to Isaac instead and smiled.
As she cuddled to him, smearing her cum soaked belly on the sheets below them. Applejack kissed his cheek and began to fall asleep as well.

Author's Note

Sorry it took long. As you know I make these when I'm not designing games and have a time to write out my many stories.

And as always. Please leave criticism and enjoy!

The Broken bass and a Apple.

Author's Note

As you all know I have to edit these myself so Please feel free to tell me the errors.

And I want to try to go for a longer progressive clopfic this time. Inspired by a clopfic writer and I want to see how it fits to my "To the point" style of clop writing. A challenge indeed.

The Broken bass and a Apple.

“Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do~” I sang along as I plucked my bass guitar in the Ab major register while I sit on foot of Canterlot high during after school hours. I watch as the other students move onto the other matters in their day while play an electric bass (Barely audible) in major scales. I just got of my final class for the day, full of pop quizzes, irritation, and bad social spirit. Music is a key to the calmness in my soul and I choose the bass because I hate the loud overbearing nature of the Electric guitar. Reminds me of the school life since everyone and thing is loud, in your face just has a presence. The bass is a bit of symbolic piece to me: The quiet instrument that is meant for the rhythm, being the bed for the other instruments to fester; a strict team player where “I” a.k.a the bassist is the non-shining part. In real life I am just a quiet presence that can easily be ignored by others, but the same way how it has a presence when it needs to is how I can as well.

As I was thinking about my place in the band that is high school life. The door comes flinging open with a girl wearing farm wear running crying with some guy behind her. The guy is wearing similar farm wear as well and I hear the two as they begin arguing.

“Why would you do that Big man?!?!” The farm girl practically yelled through her sobs. “That instrument was a gift from Ma and Pa!!!!!!” She breaks down on the ground in sobs.

“It was an accident Applejack. I was working on the truck and your bass was the garage. I didn’t know my gear was…” Big Mac stopped when he saw his sister. He knew that whatever he says will be futile to even try speaking.

“I-I’ll get you a new bass!” He says with a forced smile as Applejack sobbed away. I couldn’t stand the sight as I myself have a bass I truly cherish. ‘Hmmm. If I can see the bass I can possibly fix it’ I thought. I have fixed basses before so maybe I can help them.

I begin to pack my bass-Oh sorry for those who don’t know I play a Fender 60s Jazz bass. The same type Jaco played for all of his songs. This bass belonged to my Grandpa’s friend who died in war. He gave it to me when I started liking music. We had to fix it up though since the neck was bad. I fixed that and fixed multiple bass guitars since.

I made my way over to the two in peril. “Excuse me. I fix basses at my house and I can possibly help fix yours” I said with a nervous wave. Big mac turns and looks at me with a bit of irritation.

“Not now buddy. Can’t you see my sister doesn’t need a dumb joke?” He looked at me in offense as if I was a bully. I shrink a bit when I saw his form and how burly he is.

“N-no jokes sir. I’m serious! I can fix bass guitars. I fixed many bass guitars. Hell even this old 60s jazz bass.” I said as I whipped out my bass and showed him. I pointed to the places that was my work.

“See the scratches on the parts I fixed? Sounds like a dream now” I strummed and a beautiful D chord came out. Applejack saw this and with tear glistened eyes asked me:

“..C-Can you take a look for me” She said while she grabbed my hand. I squeezed it with confidence and nodded.

Big mac looks at us and motions to his truck. “Well. No time like the present. Imma show you the damage on the bass” He said as he took the broken bass out and I carefully began examining it.

He wasn’t lying when he said it was beaten up, The neck snapped in two, body is a bit damaged, but not the pick-ups so that’s a good thing. The wood seems Wenge, It's for a deep warm feeling sound. Very expensive to its Rosewood counterpart. So the top and middle is bashed hard. The bridge and bottom for the pickups are good as gold so that saves me the majority trouble. The hard part is gonna be the body.

“So far the neck and top part of the body is badly beaten. If all the bass is made from the same type of wood, then this is gonna be a 1,000 repair” I said as Applejack and Mac became wide eyed. I lifted my hand.

“That is if you are willing to change the wood to a cheaper one. I can modify the wood to make it SOUND like it, but not have the feel of it.” I said as I carefully explained the situation to her. I rather not get a angry look from the brother again. Sorry if I sound like a punk, but I rather not fight a guy who can turn me into mince.

Applejack remained silent for a bit. She looked at my face and then into my eyes. Our eyes are meeting! I begin to blush since this is the first time a girl has give me the visual contact in high school. Applejack got off of her knees. Her blue skirt fluttering a bit in the breeze of the wind as she made her way over to me and her bass. She gently placed a hand on the beaten bass and looked at me with glistening eyes. She was choking as she began to speak and I nodded understanding what she is trying to say.

“I promise I will be delicate and sweet to the bass. As for the wood to repair it I need to order some Hard Ash and some Maple types of wood” I said as I got up from the ground and gently lay the bass down so I can wipe out my phone to begin the order.

“We got some types of trees with those types of wood back at the farm” Big Mac said as he can over to us. Well that makes my wallet less heavy and the repairs a bit easier to be. I forgot they were the apple farm workers.

“Well if you can take me there now I can possibly get started” I said as I smiled at the quick turn of events. I packed up Applejack’s gear and gently moved it over to the truck. I first put my bass in and then hers on top for a bit of cushioning; The two siblings came over to truck and opened the door. Big mac went into the driver’s seat. Applejack came over to me and hugged me tightly.

“Thank for what you are doing for me” She said sweetly. My god she has a grip and she smells great! And her bo- Oh dear god no.

“It is no problem really hehehe” I giggled goofy as I tried to turn my hips to avoid my ‘small’ friend being felt. She pulled me to the back seat of the truck. I can’t believe my skies when she acted so feminine with her brother so near. I swear I hope this is because she might have an interest in me and not something business transition-ly like bass repairs.

Big Mac drived down past the school parking lot. I saw the school visibly begin the disappear in the distance as the city starts to bloom into view. I see some of the students from class and some that goes to other schools. I saw sugarcube corner, the Boutique, and a library. I saw a couple near the library. A purple skinned girl who nerdy glasses with a average looking guy walk down the street.

‘That guy looks familiar’ I thought. I looked at the front and see we are at the limits. Big mac can see me in her mirror.

“So tell us about yourself.” Mac said in a deep yet friendly voice. Applejack looks at me curiously as well and I begin to speak.

“Well my name Issac Am, but I like to be referred to as I Am. My last name is Mee. As you can already tell I love the bass guitar and I played the instrument for as long as 15 years” I said as I looked over to Applejack who I flashed slight smile to. She returned the gesture as she began to speak.

“Well do you have a band? I am in the Rainbooms as the bassist’” She said with added interest. I shaked my head to her question.

“Nope. Haven’t found anyone with my taste in music currently. I listen to a lot of classic rock bands from the 60s and 70s. Not Limp Bizkit or any Nu metal everybody likes nowadays.” I replied with. It's true, I hate Nu metal and all the death type sounding metal bands out there currently. It sounds like the instruments are screaming and begging to be killed already.

“I like bands like Led Zeppelin, Hawkwind, Judas Priest, Iron Maiden, Cream, and- oh my god my favorite of all time is King Crimson. Their entire first album “In the court of the Crimson king” is a masterpiece of Progression rock and is what I consider to be true Classical rock.” I said we starry eyes as I fanboy about the raw talent and artistry that was their first album.

“Well that is a very interesting selection of music there. I happen to be a Led Zeppelin and Spice girl fan to be mighty honest with ya. I could never listen to rest because I get bored” Applejack said with a honest smile. I nodded and respected her answer. Not everyone can listen to the same branch of music All the time.

We chatted a bit more while we ride to her house. Applejack loves games and her friends. I told her about myself and we enjoyed each other’s company. We slowly were getting towards each other unnoticed until the truck stopped and she fell on me with the jerk. Here lays Applejack with her face a centimeter from mine and her freckled orange face turning into a red one. I hear laughter in the front as Mac got out the truck and opened our door.

“Looks like you two should have some alone time” Mac quipped as he chuckled again. Applejack embarrassed and fumed got up on her hands and elbows.

“Mac!! You jerk!!!” She yelled as Mac pointed to me with a shit eating grin. Applejack looked down to see me covered in her boobs. She blushed even harder as she tried to chase Mac but fell over. Now her ass is in my face. My nose is next to her apple oven and my god let me tell you. I can smell musk through her skirt and it was strong.

“Mac!!!” AJ finally got off and started to chase Mac around the fields. Mac was laughing it up and having a happy time. To be honest I am having a happy time as well.