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- >"Wh-what? N-no, I ... Yer lyin."
- "No, I wouldn't lie to you."
- >Applejack looked on to you with concerned disbelief
- >"Rainbow put ya up ta this, didn't she? She's jus playin another of her pranks."
- "No, no pranks. I mean it. I love you AJ"
- >"I, b-but I ...."
- >You held in your hand, a small box, containing a slate silver ring adorned with a rounded green crystal
- >You had carved it yourself, with the tools rarity had so enthusiastically allowed you to borrow, from the rock that imprisoned it
- >for weeks, you spent countless hours, carefully digging it from it's captor, and even more so polishing and buffing it to it's stunning brilliance
- >You had even set the ring on a long silver chain, cause, it's a ring, she's a Pony
- >"Anon, I ... I don't know, I jus, ... I'm sorry, I can't .... not this, not now."
- >Applejack turns and runs from you, your hand still outright, box opened in hand
- >Rewind
- >8 months ago
- >You're laying in a grassy field, flowers dot the horizon over, a slight breeze catches under your nose
- >Honeysuckle
- "Hmhm, just like back at home."
- >Home, home is right here
- >You are home, at least, now anyways
- >That back there, what you left when you arrived here
- >Dad left a long time ago and mom...
- >Mom was always out, either working or some kind of boring meeting about those cheesey romance books
- >Or something else, always something else
- >She never had any time for you anymore, her "big man", her "little champ"
- >Granted, you had grown out of that long ago
- >Your own place, a job that paid, okay, and a few select friends who you trusted above all else
- >It was an adequate life, but something was missing
- >Something you couldn't place, but more important than you could imagine why
- >But, what was it?
- >What IS it?
- >The scent of honeysuckle faded from you, replaced by another
- >The best smell in the world
- >Apples, but more, it was like a mix of apples, ginger, and cinnamon
- >Like spiced cider
- >Yeah, cider
- >"What're you all smilin bout?"
- >that voice
- >that voice that melts your soul
- >That voice from that stunning beauty
- >yeah, this is definitely home
- "Hmhm, cider, spiced cider."
- >"Cider? what about it? Ya'll thirsty er somethin?"
- >You mutter
- "Well, if you're offering...."
- >"What was that? Ah couldn't hardly hear ya"
- >You roll over onto your stomach, looking up to the orange pony
- >The owner of that melodiously lovely voice
- "I was just saying how you always smell of cider."
- >"oh, I, is, ... is that good?"
- >She's blushing a bit, head turned to the side
- "I love it, it's perfect, and it suites you so well."
- >"Oh, why, why thanks, Ah guess."
- >You sit up, bringing yourself eye level to her
- >You just look into those emerald eyes
- >If only she knew, if only you could tell her
- >"Um, Anon, what're ya doin?"
- >You snap back to reality, this reality
- "Oh, sorry, just, you have something in your mane."
- >you shuffle around awkwardly coming to a kneel in front of her
- "Here, lemme get it for ya."
- >"Oh, ok, ya"
- >She turns her head as your hand brushes though her mane, blushing
- "Hang on, almost got it."
- >there nothing in her mane, but as you bring your hand down, you pick a flower to her side
- >You place the flower just behind her ear, the stem held under her hat
- >As you bring your hand back, you lightly graze the frame of her ear
- >"ahn~"
- >A small moan passes across her lips, as she shudders slightly, and her blush deepens
- >You smile softly as your hand leaves her, her eyes closed, mouth agape slightly
- >Almost like, she's, longing for your touch
- "Hmhm, s-sorry about that"
- >You stammer out, attempting to break the silence
- >"Oh, I uh, wait, what's ... oh."
- >She had looked to her ear spotting the flower
- >"Ah though you were gonna git somethin outta mah mane, not put somethin in it."
- >she said with a slight smirk
- "I thought you were tougher enough to withstand a little, touch~"
- >You twiddle your fingers mid-air at 'touch'
- >She loses the smirk and returns to blushing
- >"Oh well, Ah, wasn't expecting it was all...."
- "Hmhm, if you say so."
- >"But Anon,"
- >She approached you, her face close to yours
- >"Please, no matter what is is, no matter how small, please, don't lie to me."
- "It was just one little lie, it's no big deal, right?"
- >"Anon, please promise me."
- >Her face was almost, stricken, almost, like she was holding back tears
- "I, well, ... Of course, I promise AJ. I won't lie to you."
- >"....Thanks, it, means alot."
- >She's looking off to the side, and, you're sure of it, her face is, hurting
- "Applejack, are you, okay?"
- >"Yeah, jus thinkin is all,... I, I better be gettin back ta the farm, got some, work ta do in all..."
- >She turns to leave, her sullen expression sticking to your mind
- >"AJ, I'm, I'm sorry..."
- >"It's alright, jus, keep that promise a' yers kay?"
- "Y-yeah, of course"
- >You watch her walk away in the distance, it feels like, each step farther from you, a step closer to losing her
- >Not that you have her, but that you never will
- It was just one little lie, right?
- >Right?
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