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// Wake up Call 
// Story: A Friendly Visit 
// by Haybales22 
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Big Macintosh was beingroughly shaken from a lovelydream. He was in the back of a carriage with Miss Haybales. They reached in for a kiss- "GET UP YA LAZY BASTARD!" And a hoof slapped him across the face. He woke with a start, then jumped again to find who woke him. "Applejack," he whispered, not wanting to wake his sleeping friend, "what the hay are you doing here?!?" Haybales snuggled in deeper, and turned a little at the sound.  "Ah would ask ya the same thing Brother!" Applejack was obviously pissed, and did her best to show it.  She walked outside, motioning for Big Mac to follow her.  Mac detached himself from the pink pegasus and walked outside, leaving her on the loveseat.  


As soon as he closed the door- "WHAT THE HAY IS WRONG WITH YA?!?!? GOING AROUND WITH EVERY PRETTY MARE YA SEE, IS THAT IT?!?!? HUH?!?!?"  Mac backed against the wall of the cottage, confused, disoriented, and with a raging headache. What the hay was she talink about?  He tried to think of an answer to her question, and he came up with the perfect answer:  "Nope." he stated simply.  The orange mare stared at him for a moment then groaned and flung her hooves to the sky.  "Rarity told me that you were sleepin' with this cousin of Fluttershy's, and ya gave away the tickets to that show we were takin' the girls to. What the hay were ya thinkin', Mac?"  She cocked her head, waiting for some kind of answer.  The big red farm pony sighed and told her everything, as well as he could remember.  "Well, Rarity told ya the truth, sorta.  We fell asleep on the couch during the party, nothing more, but we were talking about dubtrot before that. You did say that you didnt wanna go, and that i could take a friend if i wanted in your place, so I told her about the concert, and said she was welcome to tag along." Applejack face-hooffed and shook her head. "By a friend, I meant another stallion. Like Nuts, or Bolts. One of your stallion friends. Not your filly-friend."  She looked  him up or down. He did look like he was tired, and if they had "slept together", they wouldnt have done it on the couch.  She decided he was telling the truth, for now, but made a mental note to talk to Rarity about this.  they walked home together, Applejack not letting Mac say goodbye to his "filly-friend.


Haybales woke up alone in the den.  By "alone", she meant alone on the loveseat. The floor was still covered in drunken, sleeping ponies, and Big Mac was nowhere to be found. She searched the entire cottage before deciding he must have left. She went back to her room, which she had locked before hoof, and with a crick in her neck and a serious case of bed-mane,  she lay on the bed. Thinking about Big Mac and the dubtrot concert, she drifted off to sleep.


Fluttershy woke to the sound of opening and closing doors. she did her best to call out, but had to be quiet so as not to desturb the ponies in the room. "Hello?" she whispered softly, "Can anypony hear me?" They evidently couldnt, so she settled back into her pile of sweaters and boots, and prepared for a long wait.