//------------------------------// // Chapter 9 Anger // Story: Silvermane // by Fanskapet //------------------------------// "Silvermane?" Big mac asked, looking down at the silvery maned stallion hanging his head, getting only a tired sigh as answer. "Wanna tell me what that was 'bout?" "I-I just *sigh* I rather not." Hanging his head and shaking it slowly. "Just leave it at bad experiences." "Mhm then ah won't force ya to, but ah hope it won't be a problem from now on." Big Mac nodded, sitting down next to him. "....thanks." The smaller stallion mumbled after a few minutes of them sitting in silence. "For what?" Big Mac asked, surprised that he suddenly said something. "Not pushing it any further, I apprieciate that." Silvermane said, looking up at the bigger stallion. "..... so what do ya think ´bout Ponyville?" The bigger stallion asked, after a few more minutes of awkward silence, scratching his neck and asking the first thing he could come up with that didn't seem to nosey. "It's small and quiet, haven't been outside Fluttershys house much, yesterday was actually my first trip into town." He answered with a shrug. "And?" Big Mac raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. "Well.....it is alot smaller than canterlot and I mean ALOT." "Ya can say that again." Big Mac smiled. ".. It is alot smaller than canterlot and I mean alot." Silvermane said again putting his hooves a few centimeters from each other to emhpasize his point. "......uh hu, wait if ya haven't been to the town fer a whole week, where have ya been? jus' sittin' round at Fluttershys place?" Big Mac tilted his head to the side confused at him repeating it, looking at the smaller stallion. "Well I got a cold from the rain and how do you know about that?" Silvermane said, looking up towards the red stallion, giving him a suspicious look. "Applejack told me." "Mhm, well like I was saying, I got a cold stayed inside an-" Silvermane continued, only to get interupted by a female voice. "Yoohooo Big Maaac?!!" "Who?" "Over here!" Big Mac shouted back. "Big Mac there you are!" A pearl white unicorn with big purple curls of a mane said as she trotted closer. "...And this must be the new farm hoof." She looked down on his dirty hooves, and giving him a small smile. "Hmmpf." He snorted and looked away. "Ookay?" She looked at Big Mac looking for hints as she was unsure if she had just insulted the stallion. "Well anyhow Big Mac, the ponytones has been booked for this sunday and we really need to rehearse, please tell me you are available tomorrow ...and on sunday." "Ahm actually available now, we were just talking a bit before lunch how bout ya join us?" "You really gonna invite her to eat with us?" Silvermane asked, scrunching up his face in disgust. "What is that supposed to mean?" She frowned, giving him a hard look. "What do you think it means?" He growled, standing up and walking a few centimetres from her face. "Am I not good enough to eat at the same table as you?" Taking a step back and pointing a hoof at him. "Obviously you are waaay to good to eat with our kind! go back to your damn castle and go fuc-mnmhmnm!?" He growled, only to get silenced by a big red hoof over his mouth. "That is enough!" Big Mac said, removing his hoof and giving him a stern look. "Ah think it's best if we call it a day." "But-" "No buts! just go on and head home ah will not tolerate misbehaving on mah farm." "Fine." He snorted, as he walked away bumping Rarity to the side as he strode past. "Thank you Big Mac, some ponies just does not know how to behave around a lady." She brushed herself off and gave the offending stallion a hatefull stare to his back. "Ahm sorry 'bout that." Big Mac apologised. "Oh no apologies needed it wasn't your fault." She waved it off "Still ah apology, he is one of the new farm hooves so he is mah responsibility." Big Mac apologised, looking towards the farm hoof walking away. "He is just stressed ah think." "Well anyway we must plan for the performance, how about we go inside?" "O'course we were just about to have lunch like ah said and well now we got an ampty chair to fill." He smiled motioning her to follow to the house. "Oh I would be delighted to." she smiled back. "We have much to plan after all."