Pies and Knives

Don't be shy, Applejack!

After Rainbow turned on her side, her airway must of opened up because her snoring stopped and I was able to fall asleep. I slept through the whole day and woke up at about 3:24 a.m. (according to the stinging red of the analog clock on her end table). My muscles no longer ache, but there's mud still all over my face, and also on Dash's bedsheets. I get up, head to her shower, and wash myself. From outside the shower I hear someone yawn and knock on the bathroom door. "You in there?" she asks with a slow and tired voice. "Yeah, so don't come in." I say. "Alright, I'm coming in." Exactly the opposite of what I asked her, she comes in and the only thing separating us now in this room is a shower curtain, which she pulls to the side. "There you are. You woke me up. Hah, you look better without all that mud on you." I agreed. She steps into the shower with me and starts sliding a bar of soap around herself, subsequently rubbing it off with water. I hate how invasive she consistently is, and this is a great example of how she's always been.

She flirts with me all the time and when she's around just me, she does stuff like this. Walks around stepping into my shower, using my toothbrush at one point in the past, tries to spoon feed me... if I was interested in her I'm sure I'd be delighted, but I have no time for that. I have work to do, and as of now, I have the objective to assassinate Twilight. "So what are you doing this evening?" I tell her I plan on killing Twilight, which as expected, she takes as a joke. "Listen, can you let me shower in peace?" I ask, running shampoo through my hair. She starts assisting me, rubbing her hands through my hair as well. I don't say anything, because I know she'll persist no matter what I say, and maybe she'll facilitate the process to where I finish this shower faster. She messes her hands around in my hair, then moves them in a slow and gentile way down my sides, like a sea of waves carrying the raft that is her hands, all the way across to my waist. I quickly slap her hands away and get pissed off. "You can't do that shit, Dash." She leans forward and grabs my chin, kissing me on the lips.

I push her so hard she hits the wall of the shower and falls to the ground atop the drain. "What's your problem, AJ?" I lose my mind, and my will, to the overwhelming rush of anger that absorbs me. I grab her by the arms and raise her to my front, her face an inch from mine. "I swear, Rainbow. I'll crush your skull with a brick if you ever touch me again." She shakes her hands free of my grasp and pulls away. "Okay okay! God, AJ. I was just having fun." "I'm serious. Leave me alone." She stares at me showing her emotions in her indignant eyes. Pulling the curtain closed behind her, she stores out and goes outside. She must've flew off, because a loud explosion sounds followed by a whoosh. I can't stand it anymore. What a bother she is. That clearly crossed the line, and I should've killed her for it. And I seriously mean killed her. I should've cut her up so good, and that drain would've sucked all her blood right up! Hah. I like the thought of it. Why didn't I finish her off? I had the perfect chance!

I hope I'm not getting soft. That's a terror that only a murderer can fear. Regaining your empathy for people. It renders your life useless, and your whole past worthless. I finish up in the shower then head back to the barn. Fluttershy is inside baking something and she greets me by pulling out a hot tray of cinnamon rolls. "Hey Applejack. I prepared these for you to eat when you felt better. Looks like you're up running around again." I study the sweet buns then say, "They look nice. May I ask..." She hums a song. "How do you think we should kill Twilight?" She shoots back "We won't." I say yes we will and she swings around and grabs me. "I said we won't." She spins back around and plucks a roll from the table. She munches off a small bite and chews it in her fat chipmunk cheeks. She grabs another and I smack it out of her hand. "HEY!" I can't believe how careless she is when it comes to murder. "You yellow prick, listen up. You can get mad all you want, bake as many sweet rolls as you want, but in the end, you don't control me, ya hear? Ol' Applejack always gets her work done, and ain't no one gonna stop her!"

"If you don't want anyone keeping you from doing your work Applejack, then you should be just fine letting me go home. This rule you created is ridiculous. I shouldn't have to be around you all the time, and haven't I shown you that I'm trustworthy? That even when I've gone off without you, I've never told anyone the horrible, horrible things you did? Have I not proven that?" I tell her trust is not a criminal's game. Quite the contraire. Fluttershy  looked full of contempt. "I heard about you and Rainbow Dash being in the shower together. A pony that was passing by the house saw it and started telling everyone about it. I'm sure you'd want to know that." You're kidding me. I'll find that little rat and I'll squeeze him until his eyes pop out. "We didn't do anything if that's what you're thinking." "That's not what the rumor is. The rumor is that what that pony saw you two doing in the shower was a bit... lustful." My fists came down on the table. "WE DID NOTHING!" Shy picked up another sweet roll and nibbled at it. "Well maybe you should go out and dispel that rumor." I ripped my Stetson off the hat rack and ran like a bull to a red flag.