Anon's Problem 2: Eletric boogaloo
Author's Note
Hello everyone. This just sequel I promised I would make. I would love comment about story so far. <3 I love reading feed back and just comments in general.
Chapter 1: Makin' Moves
He had another problem. A problem that came in the form of... A pastel-colored pony. Which was usually the cause of his problems ever since he had gotten to Equestria. Damn teleportation magic, damn it to hell. The last time he walked into a magical portal, that was for sure. The last time we had a problem like this, it was resolved quickly. He just had to be honest with his friends. How was he supposed to do that now? Since that incident, the thirst for him had stopped at least from Twilight. He still has to worry about a few mares around town and his thirst office boss.
That was manageable. What wasn't manageable was the fact that he was possibly growing attracted to.........SOME PONY.
He was sitting on a Haystack. His hands folded neatly against his chin, deep in contemplation. Sweat was already dripping from his brow, and he hadn't even started working yet. This has become a regular routine for him. He'd show up to help Applejack on the farm. They had begun to become close since the following months of the incident. Even though she had been one of the first ponies to ask him out on a date, they still had some kind of connection. Of course, you just thought it was friendship, but now he felt weird, almost like he was a high school student around his crush.
Anxiety was beginning to hang over his head now. He didn't want to ruin his friendship or stir up old wounds. On top of that, they had talked about that kiss in the barn those many months ago. She had been kind of shy around him on occasion when they got too close. He had no idea what to do. He didn't even know who to talk to about this. Could he even speak to anyone about this? Would this open the floodgates for other mares...or is was Twilight going back on her old kicks trying to seduce him... This was the most intense game of chess he had played in his life.
That's when he heard trotting the sounds of familiar hooves pushing against the dirt. Followed by a familiar voice. "Anon? What ya doin' here so early, partner?" The southern twang came from the typical mare. Her green eyes twinkled in the soft morning light. She threw back her mane as she spoke out towards him. Anon was transfixed for a moment, unable to speak before a flustered some words out.
"I was um..... dealing with some existence is all sorry about that." He got up from the haystack brushing off his legs straightening his own shirt to look more presentable. Suddenly he cared about what his appearance was around her. It couldn't get much worse.
"Howdy, Anon."
A childlike voice spoke out from behind Applejack as she jumped out.
He stood corrected. It got worse. This was Apple Bloom. This was Applejack's little sister. This was Anon's nightmare. Every time Applejack would leave, he would get death glares from her up until recently, that is. Apple Bloom had noticed him staring at her one day. Now behind Applejack's back, she would constantly tease him trying to set up romantic scenarios for both of them. That he had to quickly destroy before anything happened or before Applejack saw.
He had tried to explain many times to this little filly they didn't like her sister, but you didn't take no for an answer. In her own words, "You were looking at her like a sweet apple pie. You like her." and ever since that day, she had not given up.
Anon locked eyes with her for a moment the intense stare down began. Would today be like the other days, constantly looking over his shoulder? Applejack twisted an eyebrow at both of them. "Come on y'all... You have the staring contest every day. We got work that needs to be done quite foolin' around." Speaking out to both of them as Anon broke first.
"Ooo ya sorry, AJ.
What are we doing today?" The question left his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck. Apple Bloom just turned her nose to him.
"Nothin' too bad.
Big Mac is taking care of the animal feeding and watering the plants. All we're doing is harvest in a nearby acre. The apples need pick'n." She said with joy in her soul.
The walk over to the orchard was silent besides the ever-presence glare between the two behind Applejack. That's when they got to the orchard. "Alright, we got pick everythang in this area before sundown. So let's get to it. I bought the ladder for ya, Anon." Applejack then went about her business, beginning to kick the trees. Anon put his ladder against one of the trees and climbed it as Apple Bloom held it for him.
"I don't see why you need this." Apple Bloom scoffed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, not all of us were born with earth pony legs that can shatter rocks. If I kick a tree, it will end with us messing up work and going to the hospital." The reply was swift as he began picking the apples from the top of the tree
"Is that why you won't ask out my sister? Cuz you're a wimp?" Apple Bloom's expression was almost lifeless as those words left her mouth.
Anon stumbled on a ladder gripping it firmly as he heard that sentence. She didn't quiet herself either, so he looked back, making sure Applejack didn't hear that. He had gotten lucky she was busy kicking apples. She always did get lost in her work. He then shifted his eyes downward. They were set ablaze by the rage within. His passionate eyes were met with a lethargic view. He quickly made his way down the ladder.
"Can you not say that so loudly?! Listen.
I don't even know how I feel about your sister for the last time, okay? A lot of this is confusing for me. I would appreciate it if you'd not be all up in my business about it." He whispered those words out, leaning down at her.
His words were met with a scuffed snout. Then, narrowing her eyes at him, a hoof was pushed into his chest. "Well, you need to figure it out and stick to it. You know how long my sister cried over you first time. Then you kissed her in the barn. You need to make up your mind, partner.
Granny Smith says next time you make her cry, we're breaking your legs." A smirk painted across her face as she spoke. Anon blinked rapidly at the verbal threat from this small child. He had never been intimidated by a little kid before and their grandmother but, he supposed there's a first time for everything.
"I don't want to hurt your sister ALRIGHT. I'm just trying to figure myself out, okay." He pushed his forehead against the tree. Defeat hung deeply in his shoulders. "How do you even know about the kiss anyway?"
Apple Bloom kind of just looked at him, letting our own little sigh. "She told Big Mac and me the day it happened. She's all giddy about it. I think she really likes you, and what's not to like about my sister? She's smart and funny. She's the hardest worker I know. I know she may not be an emotional or fashionable pony around but, I do really think she cares."
"What if I ruin our friendship, or things don't work out? I don't want to lose Applejack. She's been really good to me and helped me out through a lot of shit...I mean...crap." He had to remember he was talking to a child. The thought crossed his mind that he was talking to a child about this. He was very wrong about today. Things got a lot worse, so much worse. He was out pounding his head against the apple tree, hoping for the sweet bliss of unconsciousness.
"UGH! Stop being a wimp. It's simple. I don't know why you adults do this. You make it so weird. Did you like kissing her?" She stopped mid-sentence.
"....Yes." He uttered that out weakly.
"Do you like spending time with her?" The next question was let loose.
"........Yes."
It took him longer to reply to that one.
"That I don't see much of a problem if you don't think it's going to work out, then you need to tell her you're not interested. That kiss left a lot of open room. I think she doesn't know where to go either. I think in the long run, this will hurt you more if you don't talk about your feelings." Apple Bloom nodded.
"How are you so knowledgeable about this?" He questioned.
"Miss Cheerilee has a lot of boyfriends that she's complained about." Another deadpan expression came from her face.
"So what do I just walk up to her and ask her out on a date?" Now he was on the offensive with the questions asking a child how to ask a woman out on a date. The lows he had sunk to were ever-present in Equestria.
"No. You got to make it romantic, so she gets the picture. You got to set the mood. You don't just ask a girl like her out. She's got to know you put some effort into it, duh." Apple Bloom crossed her arms over her chest, a satisfied smile beaming from her face. Anon didn't like where this was going.
"Leave it to me."
Apple Bloom commented, dashing off before Anon could say anything. Anon tried to get to her before she got to her sister, but the little varmint was fast. She tapped her sister on the back. Applejack spun around to Anon about to pick up her sister.
She arched an eyebrow at both of them once more. "What y'all up to?
This ain't the time to be horse'n around." Applejack stared as she spoke.
"I just thought you could show Anon. Your favorite sitting spot when the workday is over, you know, the one by the lake. It's got the prettiest view of the sunset, right?" She said, sliding a sly look over to Anon.
Applejack's face lit up with pure joy. "Shoot, that's the best idea you've ever had. We can do it after work."
"Well, I have somewhere to be after I get my chores done, but I think Anon would love to see it right." Still looking at him as her smile got even more significant.
Applejack tilted her head in Anon, looking for an answer. Instead, he began to sweat, looking down at the little bastard that had done this. He wanted to wring her neck at this moment. "S-sure. I would love to see it." That's all he could utter out.
"It's settled then. I'll show you the best spot and all the farm. Now come on, we got to finish this up if we can do all that." Applejack then began to wander off ahead of them. Anon just glared down at Apple Bloom, who was already skipping behind her sister, sticking her tongue out at Anon.
This was going to be....a Problem.
