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- >You are Applejack
- >And you are sitting in a bar
- >The bartender occasionally checks ups on you while you nurse a bottle
- >Mac got himself hitched
- >Bloom got her mark and moved out
- >And Granny passed long ago
- >Soon the Acres will be on your shoulders alone
- >Sure you have your friends, but you could never ask them to help when they have their own lives
- >Business has been as lively as ever, but with Mac gone and you left to manage the orchard, you've had to hire some help
- >Which really cuts into the profits
- >Free labor was the one thing keeping business afloat, but now it's not looking to hot
- >With a heavy sigh, you take another swig
- >The worst, however, is the emptiness you feel
- >Your days consist of taking stock, managing finances, and overseeing employees
- >The lonely nights almost crush the life out of you as you lay on your pillow
- >You've spent your entire life - all your blood, sweat, and tears on this farm
- >And for what?
- >Pride?
- >Stubbornness?
- >Not wanting to disappoint your parents?
- >It doesn't matter now
- >All you've got to show for your efforts is a sore back and an empty bed
- >Suitors weren't that common, but there was always someone asking
- >Unfortunately, they always asked too much
- >They never thought of you or your life and goals
- >Just wanting a pretty wife to cook for them
- >Naturally, they were all met with a a swift "No."
- >No one was ever like him
- "Anon..."
- >The sweetest man you've ever met
- >And one of you're greatest friends
- >Anon was always looking out for others; never once putting himself first
- >Any compliment given was shrugged off with a blush and a "It was nothing."
- >Not a proud bone in his body
- >When the single mothers talk about no more good men, he's who they're referring to
- >The girl he married would be the luckiest in the world
- >And that girl was almost you
- >You can feel tears welling in your eyes as you recall that day again
- >Anon had just finished helping you with the fall harvest
- >A bitter wind whistled through the trees, sending a shiver down your spine
- >You should have taken Granny's advice to wear more than just a scarf
- >Your discomfort must have been noticeable, as you soon felt something drape over your shoulders
- >The warmth instantly soothed your cold bones and comforted you
- >Turning around, you see it was Anon who had given you his coat
- "Well, thanks. But what about you? Ain't ya gonna get cold too?"
- >He dismissed it with a wave of his hand
- >"Nah, I'll be fine."
- >The sun began to set, but the coat kept you warm
- >Anon, however, was miserable
- >You could see his arms coated in goosebumps
- >But he never said a word
- >Once the last basket of crisp apples was in the cellar, you turned to him
- "Ah'd say we call it a day. Now let's get inside an' warm up."
- >Anon tried to hide a shiver
- >"Yeah, I'd like that."
- >Mac and Bloom were already by the fireplace, drinking Granny's famous hot chocolate with cinnamon
- >Granny hands you two mugs with a wink
- >You blush and hand Anon the other mug, which he graciously accepts
- >...
- >Hours have passed and the rest of the family has gone to bed
- >Only you and Anon stayed up
- >Both of you moved into the kitchen to finish your drinks
- >You were still wearing Anon's coat while he only had a t-shirt
- >Not exactly wanting to take off the cozy coat, you grab a blanket from the closet and drape it over his shoulders
- "Returnin' the favor."
- >You could swear you saw his cheeks darken in the dim light
- >During one of the lulls in the conversation, Anon let out a chuckle
- "What? What's so funny?"
- >"Nothing. I just never noticed how cute you were."
- >You can feel you cheeks burn a little too
- "Aw shucks, Anon. Ah'm nothin' special. But thanks fer th'compliment."
- >Your reaction must have been wrong, as Anon starts sputtering
- >"I-I'm sorry, I don't mean to... I think I should go."
- >You could only watch as Anon hurriedly walks to the front door and leaves
- >You stare at the door for a good minute before heading upstairs to bed
- >Did Anon really just call you cute?
- >Maybe he's... interested in you?
- >No, no. He's just a friend.
- >Besides, why would he want a frumpy farm girl like you?
- >He'd probably laugh in your face at the very idea
- >You finish brushing your hair and climb into bed
- >...
- >Anon continued helping on the farm
- >He never made any more comments about you
- >...
- >Years passed and many young men had set their eyes on you
- >You dated some and rejected others
- >Their puppy dog eyes always hurt, but it had to be done
- >Anon was also getting looks from the ladies, but he never acknowledged them
- >In fact you don't even remember him ever having a girlfriend
- >Eventually, your friends began drifting apart
- >Not because of bitterness, but wanting to move on with their lives to bigger things
- >Can't say you blame them
- >You couldn't leave, as you had the farm, but you wished them all the best of luck
- >Anon was one of the last of your friends to leave town
- >All of you tried to remain in touch, but eventually the letters stopped
- >Even Anon's letters...
- >The occasional visit from a friend here and there was like gulping fresh air after almost drowning
- >But even the visits stopped
- >All you had left was your family and your job
- >And you were determined to make the best of it
- >Tears were now freely falling onto the stained counter
- >Heavy sobs drowned out the conversation next to you
- >You quiet down to listen
- >"-please."
- >"Uh, right away, sir."
- >You feel warmth coming from your right and make the conclusion that someone just sat down
- >Turning away, you rub your puffy eyes
- >Even if this is a stranger, you still don't want to be seen like this
- >"Ma'am? Are you alright?"
- >Oh great, a busybody
- "Yeah, yeah. Ah'm fine. Don't think y'can buy me a drink and Ah'll sleep with ya."
- >"S-Sorry, I didn't mean anything like that."
- "Yeah? Well, it's hard t'tell."
- >The two of you sit in silence until the barkeep serves his drink
- >"Here you are, sir."
- >"Ah, thanks."
- >Through your blurry eyes, you can see him lift the mug to his mouth and take a swig
- >He lets out a satisfied sigh and you catch a whiff of his breath
- >But it's not the pungent smell of alcohol
- >It's sweet
- "Hey mister, what's in that mug anyway?"
- >"This?"
- >He swivels the mug
- >"Some hot chocolate."
- >You scoff a little
- "Y'all came to a bar fer some hot chocolate?"
- >He chuckles
- >"Well, the cafes are all closed now. And the only other place to get it is a couple miles away."
- "There ain't any resteraunts miles away. They're all around here."
- >"I wasn't talking about a resteraunt."
- >Must be in town visiting his folks
- >You kinda want to see what his stranger looks like, but your puffy eyes and beer goggles have other ideas
- >Your mind starts wandering back to Anon and the tears flow again
- >"Ma'am, are you sure I can't-"
- "WHY DON'T YA MIND YER OWN DAMN BUSINESS?!"
- >You didn't see much of anyone after that
- >In a rage, you swing at him
- >But you miss terribly and lose your balance
- >You fall off the stool and hit the ground hard
- >The entire bar crowds around you
- >You can feel yourself being lifted off the cold floor
- >Despite your now aching head, the pain sobered you up
- >You can start to make out the many faces staring down at you
- >All except the one closest to you, the one holding you up
- >Your eyes try to focus on it
- >"Ma'am! Please say something!"
- >Oh great, it's the jackass
- "Ah said..."
- >You rear back for another swing when your eyes decide to finally work
- >The eyes are the first thing you notice, follwed by the nose
- >Then the jawline and finally the ears
- >No...
- >This must be a sick joke
- >It couldn't be...
- "A...Anon?"
- >The man's eyes become misty and he talks through choked sobs
- >"Yes, Applejack, it's me..."
- >Your mind cannot function anymore and flips on autopilot
- >As if by some other force, you feel your arms wrap around him
- >He quickly does the same
- >Even more tears begin flowing, but these don't sting your eyes like the others do
- >Anon can sense your imminent outburst
- >"Shh... let's get out of here."
- >He scoops you up and carries you outside
- >There's a small bench outside the bar
- >He lowers you down onto it and takes a seat for himself
- >Composing yourself briefly, you look up into his eyes
- >They're wet and full of concern
- >Again, your body acts on its own and you reach out to touch his face
- >As if to test if he's real
- >The pressure of the tears becomes too great and you start sobbing right there
- >Anon gently cups the back of your head and presses it to his shoulder
- >With this last act of tenderness, you cry
- >You cry the hardest you have in years
- >He stays firm and strokes your back through the entire ordeal
- >All your frustration
- >All your regrets
- >All of the posion you kept bottled up was finally released
- >You could literally feel yourself getting lighter as the tears were shed
- >Soon your loud sobs became quiet whimpers
- >All you could hear was your breathing and Anon's heartbeat
- >Anon himself never made a sound
- >Picking your head off his chest, you wipe your eyes and gaze into eyes
- "Heh, ya don't know how good it is t'see ya, Anon."
- >His lips curl in a smile
- >"I think I can guess."
- "So what brings ya back? Town is th'same ol' borin' place it was ten years ago."
- >"I dunno, just feeling nostalgic."
- >You give his arm a playful punch
- "Liar."
- >"So how about you? Doing okay?"
- "Ye- Well, I've been better."
- >"Oh. You still working at Sweet Apple Acres?"
- "Where else would I be?"
- >"I remember one your letters saying Mac and Applebloom had moved out. I thought you might have, too."
- "The orchard's in my blood, Anon. Ah'm not gonna let mah folks down."
- >"So I assume you and your husband are continuing the Apple line?"
- "Er... no."
- >"But you always said you wanted a big family."
- "Ah do! But... Ah never married."
- >Anon's body goes rigid for a split second
- >"I'm sorry."
- "How about you, huh? Ya can't go pryin' in someone's love life without spillin' yer own!"
- >He pauses
- >"To tell the truth, not so great."
- "Aw, what's wrong? Handsome feller like you should have no trouble findin' a girl."
- >"It's not finding a girl that's hard, it's finding the right one."
- "Oh, yer lookin' fer THE ONE, huh? Never pictured you th'type t'get hitched."
- >Anon chuckles and looks off into the distance
- "She's out there somewhere, don't worry."
- >"But she's not out there, she's right here."
- >Is he...?
- "Anon?"
- >He turns his head back to face you
- >"I didn't come back to walk down memory lane; I came back for you, Applejack."
- >This must be a dream
- "Wh-What makes me so special? I'm sure other girls-"
- >"Other girls don't have what you have. Other girls remind me that there's some better that I let slip away."
- >Anon looks you dead in the eye
- >"Other girls make me realize I need y-"
- "Then why did ya wait so long?!"
- >Your outburst surprises you moreso than Anon
- "Haven't ya though Ah might need you too?!"
- >He winces
- >"I'm sorry! I wanted to confess years ago. But I was afraid. Afraid I'd knock on your door and find... another man."
- >He takes a breath and continues
- >"I had finally mustered enough courage to visit town. When I saw the farm in the distance, I chickened out and came to the bar instead."
- >You soflty stroke his arm
- >"I had planned to get my ass drunk. That way I'd have enough courage to face whoever opened that door. But when I got inside and saw you, my stomach fell through the floor. I immediately remembered that fall evening when we drank the hot chocolate your grandmother made. So I ordered some and sat down next to you."
- "Sorry fer bein' so rude..."
- >"Nah, I deserved every bit of it."
- >The two of you share a laugh
- >"But now that everything's in the open... I have to know..."
- >Anon takes a nervous gulp
- >"Applejack, w-will you still have me?"
- >This... This is it
- >What your heart has yearned for
- >But it's been so long...
- >Is the spark still there?
- >Only one way to find out
- "Of course, sugarcube!!"
- >You wrap your arms around his neck and bring your lips to his
- >Anon is tense at first, but you feel his muscles relax
- >The kiss ends as soon as it began
- >You embrace each other on that bench, chest against chest
- >The beating of your hearts became perfectly synched as rain began drizzling
- >Anon removed his jacket and draped it around the both of you
- >Once again, you were soothed and comforted by his warmth
- >Then, as if possessed by a lusty demon, you whisper in his ear
- "Don't worry, I'll return the favor~"
- >And you didn't need to swear this time; Anon's cheeks were definitely red
- END
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