Applejack The Jimmy Rustler part 5

>This was it.
>You was finally about to get payback.
>All those damn pranks.
>Ratting you out to Fluttershy at her little stand.
>Forcing you to chase her around town bare ass naked as she carried your bag of clothes in her mouth.
>Damn near got you trampled at the store thanks to her annoucing to everyone and God that she heard something about free belly rubs.
>Coffee...all you wanted was coffee.
>Tossing you into her barn tied up as a present to Fluttershy.
>Thankfully Fluttershy has a moral code.
>Oh it was time to get some payback alright.
>There she was, tied up, duct tape over her mouth.
>All you hear is her muffled yells.
>Tears flowing down her face.
>Her mane ruffled up from the trip her.
>Is it bad that this is turning you on?
>Eh, question it later.
>You put on your evil grin and begin slowly walking over to Applejack.
>Her eyes widen in fear.
>You kneel down and reach for the tape around her mouth, and snatch it off without warning.
>The second she was able to talk, she speaks a mile a second.
>”AnonAh'mSOsorrypleasedon'thurtmeitwasonlyajoke!”
>You look over to Fluttershy.
“What the fuck did she say?”
>Fluttershy simply shurgs.
>”I unno.”

>You focus your eyes back on Applejack.
>”Ah'm so so so SO sorry Anon, they were just jokes. Please forgive me.”
“So nearly getting me pegged is a joke to you?! Give me one reason why I should.”
>”Lifetime supply of Apple Cider?”
“HA! You think you can just bribe me with your beyond absolutely Godly delicious apple cider?! Not today.”
>”ANON WAIT!!” Fluttershy shouts.
>You turn to her.
“Oh NOW you don't wanna use code names. So much for that.”
>”Oh come on Anon, even Ah knew who you two were.”
“See?! Even Applejack knew!”
>”Well it was kinda easy to tell considerin' you're the only human here and Fluttershy's code name. Ah mean, come on “Lemon Nightwing”, who doesn't think of Fluttershy?”
>You walk over to Fluttershy.
“You see?! I'm picking codes names next time, I suggested “Horny Rose” but NOOOO, that's offensive. How do you think I feel about Picklewolf? Like really? Picklewolf?”
>It just now occured to you, what was the point of the code-names in the first place?
>”Well fine! Grand-master Anon the wise one.”
>You gasp and cover your mouth from her insulting comment.
“We agreed we never speak of that on the way here remember?!”
>”Ah remember, y'all was saying somethin' or 'nother.  what happened anyway?”
>Fluttershy begins chuckling, “Okay so, as me and Anon here were getting the stuff ready to kidnap you I passed him his Ninja outfit that I had Rarity custom made for him...”
>”Awww, that's so sweet.  Anon Ah hope you appreciate what she did for ya”
>”Oh he did, I told him to go change into it, he walk to the bathroom and changed and...”
>Fluttershy starts flat out laughing doing her best to keep on with the story.
>”And...and then, I walked in on him doing a bunch of Ninja moves, it was hilarious, talking to himself.”
>”What did he say?”
>”Oh something like,'Hmmm, you've improved young grasshopper, but do you know...White Lotus? Wooaa-'"
“ENOUGH!”

>Both Applejack and Fluttershy are laughing their flanks off, “Applejack you should've have seen him, he was so cute.”
>Is this really happening?
>You grab Fluttershy by the her arm.
“We need to talk.”
>”Ohoho yes sir. I like it when you're forceful.”
>”Uh-oh is somep0ny mad?” Applejack said.
>You face palm and drag Fluttershy outside of the shed and close the door behind you.
 “Flutters, WHY are you doing this? We have an apple bucker to take down and you're cracking jokes?”
>”Well, she IS a friend, we'll get our revenge though. What she did was wrong."
"Good, that's what I like to hear."
>"Which is why I must ask you to leave."
"Excuse me?"
>"I can't have you getting your hands dirty, you're technically in trouble for filly napping an Element of Harmony. Do you want to add more to the list?"
"...."
>"Exactly, now why don't you relax? Go to Sugarcube Corner and buy you a nice cupcake. Okay?"
"But-"
>"No buts sweetie."
"But-"
>"What did I just say?"
>You sigh, there was no point in arguing with her when she's like this.
"Fine."
>You begin to walk away.
>"Sweetie wait!"
"Ugh, what?"
>"Ummm, you might want to change out of that ninja getup, ponies will get suspicious."
"Good point."
>"The extra set of clothes is in there with Applejack though."
"I know you don't expect me to change in front of her."
>"Well we're in the middle nowhere you can just change out here."
"Alright, cool."

>You open the door and walk right into the shed.
>And what do ya know, the bag of clothes are right next to Applejack The Jimmy Rustler.
>She takes notice on what you have your eyes set on.
>Placing on the famous troll face, she rolls over it, laying on her back.
>God, even when she's about to face her punishment she still wants to joke around.
>You walk over to her, stopping just short of her. You look down at her with an eye brow raised.
>And then, you get a real good look of her eyes.
>Those... beautiful green eyes.
>Is she blushing?
>You shake your head to rid of those thoughts.
>Now is not the time to admire her.
"Move."
>She starts figiding in place over your bag of clothes.
>You groan in annoyance, you're sick of games.
>"What? You said move. I'm moving."
>You place a foot on her and slightly shove.
>You quickly snatch your bag of clothes and make a swift exit.
>Shutting the door behind you, it was time to change.
>"I'll let you change in peace, just try to relax today okay?"
"Alright jeez."
>Fluttershy walks into the shed, leaving you alone to change by yourself.
>With haste, you change into your extra set of clothes.
>Before you leave, you placed an ear against the shed door to hear what's going on.
>"You know better than to do what you did, don't you?"
>"Fluttershy please! It was only a joke!"
>"So you think tying humans up against their will is a joke?! Do you have any idea how terrified he was?!"
>"Ah'm sorry Flutter-"
>"NOp0ny harms my Anon. Get comfortable Applejack, you're in for it."
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>You have the weirdest boner right now.
>Eh, you'll let this one slide, Fluttershy is doing you a favor.

>Oh God speaking of favors, that deal you made with her...
>There has got to be a way out of that.
>In the meantime, you'll just grab your bag of Ninja costume and mosey on down the road.
>Without a hitch of any kind, you arrive home.
>You feel relieved from all worries and you know what? You're going to Sugarcube Corner.
>After a nice long nap that is.
>Once you opened the door to your home, shuffle your way to your bedroom, opening the closet door, you toss in your bag and shut it.
>You pole-vault into your bed, letting out a relaxing sigh as your face hits the soft pillow.
>You check the time just before going to sleep.
>12:45pm.
>Yeah, you could use a few hours of sleep.
>You shut your eyes and let your mind drift to wherever it usually goes.
>Today is gonna be a damn good day.

>A few hours pass by before waking up again.
>You check the time.
>8:32 pm.
>You turn over on your back and sit up in your bed, stretching your arms and yawing.
>Time for some cupcakes. No one should really be there.
>The place doesn't close to 9 anyhow. So it's okay.
>You perform your evening routine.
>Toss on some fresher clothes that don't smell like sheds and ponies.
>You walk out your front door with your wallet and keys in your pocket.
>By now, Fluttershy has most likely put the fear of God into Applejack.
>Your spirit is high.
>A spring in your step as a smile creeps on your face.
>You arrive at Sugarcube Corner to pay a visit to the Goddess of Nonsense and Sweets.
>"Oh you're too kind Anon."
>...stahp.
>A bell rings as the door to the bakery opens.
>Pinkie was the first on the scene giving you her death grip hug.
>It's so deadly the dead come back to life.
>Pinkie, you cheat.
>Doing your best to grasp for air, you tap back to signal that's enough hugging for a year.
>"Oh hee hee, sorry."
>"THUR HE IS! ANOOOON!"
>...wait...
>That slang...

>You turn to your left and see Applejack and the rest sitting at a table with Rainbow Dash.
>You’ve developed an eye twitch suddenly.
>You're rage has reached a new level.
>It's all too soon to see Applejack.
>And seeing here with a smile on her face no less.
>Stop fucking smiling damn it.
>She has an adorable smile, you'll give her that.
>Rage scale from one to ten?
>... Eleven, no fuck that. Twelve... and three quarters.
>That smile of hers kept it from being flat out thirteen.
"What in the high holy hell? Why are you here?"
>"Calm down sugarcube there ain't no need to be hostile."
>You then proceed to do a complete 180 and exit the bakery, only to have Pinkie stand in your way.
>"Anon, please. Just hang out with us for a little while okay? Applejack was nice enough to supply us with her apple cider."
"You mean that absolutely GODLY delicious apple cider that causes a complete orgasm of every kind just from tasting it, making my mind moan so hard mofo's wanna find it? Yeah I'll pass."
>Fuckin' Applejack and her fuckin' cider.
>Fuck.
>"It's not nice to swear so much ya know."
>Fuckin' stahp it, Pinkie.
>"Now now Anon, Ah feel horrible about the how the past few days went down."
>"Yeah come on Anon, can't you let this go?" Rainbow Dash said.
"Oh and YOU!"

>"M-me? What did I do?"
"You don't remember help tossing me in AJ's barn?"
>"oooooh yeah, that...heh heh. Ummm sorry?"
"Fuck you."
>"Anon! Language! You...you...BRUTE!" Rarity said as she sat the mini bar.
>Clearly the cider has gotten to her. She'll be slurring words left and right before you know it.
>Pouring drinks like a pro and with quite amount of style.
"Shuddup Snob."
>Rarity responds with a giggle and then takes another good swig of the cider.
>"Now Anon, why don't you have a seat by your friend hmm?" Pinkie suggested.
"Umm how about n-"
>"NOW!"
>You flinch from her sudden outburst and waltz over to the Applejoker.
>She and Dash scoots down for you to sit.
>Rarity walks over with a mug of the uber godly apple cider that your tongue is not worthy to taste.
>"Drink up darling, there's so much to talk about," she said.
>You take your seat as you grab the mug.
>"Hey Rarity, do you know if Twilight is coming tonight?" Rainbow Dash asked.
>"Hmm, I can't say that I do. Why do you ask?"
>A hint of pink shows on Dash's cheeks, "N-no reason. Just curious..."
>Rarity cuts her a suspicious glare before shrugging it off.
>Taking your first swig for the night of the beyond blissful beauty that's in your mug.
>Instantly you feel a little bit of the burn as the delectable hint of apple make your taste buds sing.
>You close your eyes for a moment, savoring its brilliant flavor, humming a soothing tune.
>You don't even care that the others may be staring at you.
"Damn you Applejack."
>"So are we alright suga'?"
"Not by a long shot. Fuck you AND Dash."
>Seriously, did Fluttershy even do her job?
>Fuck her too. Lying to you like that.
>If you want to do something right you have to do it yourself.
>That's the lesson here.

>As if somehow it was one cue, Fluttershy walks in. Singing a calming little song.
>"... Tick tock until the day, that thou shalt marry me~"
>Wow, she has a beautiful voice.
>notbad.jpg
"Speak of the she-devil and she shall appear!"
>"Anon what? Did the cider get to ya already there darlin'?"
"Shuddup AJ and don't call me "darlin'". That's Rarity's thing...right? Eh whatever."
>Applejack looks over to Rarity who is sitting by the bar drinking her deadly drunken devious concoction you call a drink .
>"Uhhh, Rarity what did you put in Anon's drink?"
>"Oh I wouldn't worry about it, it's just to loosen him up a bit. Just a little bit of my own blend."
>Fluttershy walks over to the table, sitting across from you.
"YOU!"
>Fluttershy "eeps" in panic, quickly hiding behind her pink mane.
>"m-m-m-me?"
"Yeah yooouu, we gotta talk."
>You can feel everyone lean in upon you saying that.
>"A-a-about what honey?"
>You grab your mug and chug the rest of its contents.
>You slam it on the table, causing everyone to jump.
"Damn that's good cider."
>Now to get down to business and found out the truth.
"You. Me. Outside. Now."
>Annnd everyone suddenly Oooo's in unison.
"Damn it ladies, shudafuckup."
>"As-as you wish hun."
>You stand up from your seat.
>Bad idea.
>Everything went wibbly wobbly.
>You had some trouble getting your footing together.
"By the way Pinkie, where's the Cakes? Shhhouldnt they be around?"
>"Oh actually no, they're on vacation."
"Goooood to knowah."
>”Fuckin’ light weight.” Dash commented.
>You stumble a bit making it to door, Fluttershy following close behind.

>Once outside where no one is listening. Time to get to the bottom of this.
"Alriiight, did ya do da duty?"
>"Mhm. You don't have to worry about her jittering your critters anymore."
"What did ya do?"
>"Well, let's just say Granny Smith paid her a little visit."
"Wait you mean that shed is-"
>"Mhm, Granny Smith's "Whoopin' Shed" she calls it. Only Big Mac has been in there for something he did a looong time ago. Applejack knew nothing about that shed."
"So she got a good ol' fashion whoopin'?"
>"Mhm. It got so bad I had to stay outside. Just from hearing that belt crackle made me cringe."
"So whhhy did ya do all the planning?"
>"Oh..umm t-to spend time with y-you," she said with a blush.
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"I would be mad at you, buuut I can let thiis slide."
>"Mhm, and ummm...you can k-keep the ninja outfit hun."
>You feel your cheeks burn.
>Well, it was kind of cool for her to do that.
>"Are you blushing, sweetie?"
"N-no, I'm not... Shuddup."
>She finally acquires a back bone. She knew you loved that little gift.
>"Also, Granny Smith felt horrible about what Applejack did, meaning free cider for me and you for a lifetime."
"Fuck. Yes."

>"Now, Anon. Let's just try to have a good night okay? Drink as much as you like."
"You don't have to tell me twice."
>Without a second thought, you and Fluttershy waltz right back in.
>Pinkie is taking shots at the mini bar by Rarity.
>Dash and Applejack are of course bickering back in forth about who can out drink who.
>You swear they do that in every universe those two are in.
>"Is everything okay, Anon?" Rarity asked.
"Rev up those shots Rarity."
>"I'll take that as a yes." she said in a little fit of giggle.
>You stumble your way to the little mini bar Rarity is stationed at and have a seat on a bar stool.
>"So what'll be?"
"Eh, don't gimme something that'll fuck me up too much Rar. I still need to walk home. Be gentle."
>"Hmmm, no promises."
>Fuck. You really came here for cupcakes.
>Rarity setups up five shots for you.
>Today wasn't so bad, you're happy something good came out of this.
>Hell, you wish you was there when Applejack got her flank whooped.
>You just know you would be laughing your ass off.
>A pony her age getting that kind of punishment?
>You guess to Granny Smith, no one is too old for a good ol' fashion whoopin'.
>"Anon dear, your drinks are ready."
"Thanks... SNOB!"
>"Oh shut up and drink, brute."

>You down your five shots with haste and look at Rarity directly in her eyes.
>"Anon, it's rude to stare. I know I'm beautiful, but my word. Take a picture why don't you.”
"You wanna go?!"
>"Excuse me?"
"one on one, I'll fight you mate."
>"Oh Celestia, there he goes with that weird accent again. Anon, you always do this when you're a bit tipsy." Rainbow Dash chimed in.
"Oi! Shut it, before I smack ya in the gobbler."
>"Dude, what?"
>Pinkie begins laughing, slamming her front hoofs on the table.
"Rarity, rev up another round of your most ravaging drinks that wreck the very fabric of this retched reality with ease rendering its rectum brutally ruined."
>She places a sly shit eating grin that sends a shiver down your spine.
>"Alright darling, you asked for it."
"Pssssh do your worst."

>She begins pulling all the stops, gathering all kinds of drink from the little mini bar.
>Fluttershy takes a seat on a stool next to you beaming at you.
>"So Anon, about our little deal..."
>Oh for fuck's sake.
"Put a cork in it, I'm not talkin' about that."
>”Nooot so fast mister, you know what I’m getting at don’t cha?” she said juking your side with her elbow.
>Rarity looks at the two of you; doing her best to do some ear hustling.
>”Oh? And what might that be Anon?” Rarity said, trying to put her nose in your business.
“Mind ya business Snob, this isn’t about you.”
>She scoffs in response, “Why, I never. You’re such a brute.”
“Yeah yeah.”
>Today could have been worse, and you just can’t help but laugh thinking about what you missed out on.
>That’ll learn her, no more jimmiening your rustles anymore.
>Wait…you mean rustling your jimmies.
>Okay it’s safe to assume you’re fucked up.
>It all started with wanting a cupcake now that you think about it.
>You chuckle to yourself as Rarity finally pours her greatest hits.
>”Here you go dear, just as you requested.”
>You look at the shot glasses; the furthest to the left was pitch black and as you move to the right the contents of the shot glasses got clearer making the furthest to the right the clearest.
>There was seven shot glasses in total.
>Damn, Rarity is trying to kill you.

“What is this even?”
>”I call it ‘The Soul Cleansing’.”
“That’s stupid name.”
>”Just drink it already. Start from your left its tradition.”
>You shrug it off, you've got this.
>You look at the glass with the darkest tint as you grasp it in your hand.
>Down the hatch it went, the taste was some awful black licorice.
>Your eyes squint as you down the rest, as it flowed down your throat the burn was damn near unbearable.
>You place the empty shot glass on the table, coughing a little bit.
“What…in…the fuck was that?”
>”That’s just the first one, brute. Drink up.” Rarity said with almost no emotion.
>You think there was a giggle in there somewhere.
>You recompose yourself for a moment before taking the next shot.
>The color was a tad bit lighter. At this point you’re more than buzzed.
>Your hand and eye coordination was going haywire.
>Without a second thought you down the next shot.
>The burn from it was twice as intense but the black licorice taste wasn’t as obvious.
>You continue this “soul cleansing” as you go through the shots.
>Each shot was stronger than the last.
>A few seconds later of putting your mouth and throat through hell, you reached the last shot.
>You vision isn’t the clearest.
>If someone were to spin you right now, you might blow chunks.
>Your mouth is begging for retirement. But you had one last shot to go.
>You pick it up to take a gander.
>The liquid was clear as day.
>You shrug then you chugged the motherfucker.
>And you swear you just downed a shot of gasoline.
>Coughing uncontrollably as you slam you hand on the counter.
>Yup, Rarity is trying to kill you.

>Fluttershy gently pats you back.
>Fuckin’ Fluttershy, with her carin’ and kind ass.
>Who does she think she is being all nice and stuff?
>Oh God, and that deal…
>Shit.
>You rest your head on the counter for a moment
>You feel a pat on your back; you shoot your head up and damn near lost your non-existent lunch from your head spinning.
>Looking over to your right you see Applejack giving a warm smile.
>She hugs you tightly, moving her head to your right ear.
>”Sorry sugacube, for everything.”
>You shrug her off, “Beat it country gal. Yuuur daa lassss pony I wanna  seee.”
>”Well, Ah can’t really blame ya for feeling how ya feel.”
“So buzz off alreadeeh, be gone country peasant!”
>You shove her away from you causing her hat to fall down onto the floor.
>Everyone in the room gasps in unison.
“Oh jus shuduup alreadeeh damn instagatin’ gyratin’ ponies!”
>”Ummm Anon, you done goofed.” Pinkie said.
>”Yeeah man, the last pony that made her hat fall to the floor got owned.” Rainbow Dash chimed in.
>You turn over to Applejack and take notice of her eyes and clearly she’s a bit rustled.
>She picks up her hat and dusts it off then places it back on her head.
>She lets out a relaxing sigh, doing her best to keep calm.
>”Alright, Ah deserved that...”
>Damn right she did.
>The sheer nerve of what she did.

>Suddenly Applejack grabs you by the collar of your shirt pulling you face to face with her.
>She breathes heavily for a moment; you can practically smell the apple cider on her breath.
>Her eyes filled to the brim with the purest anger.
>She pulls you closer touching nose to nose.
>”But Ah’m warnin’ ya, next time you knock off my hat, you and Ah are gonna dance loverboy.”
>What you did next, you have no idea why you did it. Maybe it was the cider, maybe it was the alcohol or the “soul cleansing”.
>Maybe you weren’t satisfied how things turned out with the whole getting revenge.
>You felt more could have been done about this.
>Your own words of wisdom fly into your brain to remind you.
>If you want to do something right you have to do it yourself.
>And with that and the liquid courage running in your system you felt unstoppable.
>You flick her hat of her head and watch fall to the ground which seems to have taken forever to fall on the floor.
>You look her directly in her beautiful green eyes and say...
“Fuck yo hat Appa Jak.”
>Everyone in the room start a rhythmic “oooo” in unison.
>She places a smirk on her face and chuckles as she picks up her hat, dusting it off once again.
>”Ah’ll tell ya this, you got a pair on ya there sugarcube.”
>You gently boop her on the nose, putting a smug smirk of your own on your face.
>”Alright pretty boy that’s it!”
>Pinkie telepoofs between the two of you before anything gets out of hand or er...hoof.
>Whatever.
>”WHOA calm down! Both of you! Save it for another day.”
>”Oh Ah plan to, believe me Ah plan to. Ah would watch your back if Ah was you Anon.”
“Oh I’m sooo scared.”
>”You should be suga’. This. Is. War.”

End of part 5