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// Unicorns can be cowponys too! 
// Story: Cowponies 
// by East Coast 
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Howdy, the name's Six-String. Ima Hauler out on Cheddah ranch, a lil hamlet far outside Phillydelphia. An this is mah story. Tits bout a lil mo than Lust an a lil less than love. For yah tuh undahstand where I'm goin, yah gotta know where Im comim from. Yah see Cheddah ranch is literaly a town layin outside philly, an back in tha day it was a pretty bustlin place. Filled Fittin tah burst with custuhmahs From erry part of ahquestria all looking for anythin from cheese tah peaches tah magic powdahs. If you were lookin fo it, typically yah could find it in cheesy acres. I guess that's outta where I could begin.

Phillydelphia~One year after Applejack got her cutie-mark

Six-string peeled through the tight streets of the bazaar, a hot sweat running across his brow and a sack of apples tightly gripped in his mouth and a few more floating magically just barely behind him. And just barely behind them was A Big red stallion with a long flowing blonde mane.

"Give 'em back Thief!"

"Neva!" 

He twisted around a corner that was to tight for Big Mac to get through with all the ponies moving through. The Little grey unicorn made it through pretty easily given this was a town he knew well and knew how to move around it with relative ease. He was sure he had lost the Stallion and gotten away, as he traveled down the road he managed to reach a truly colonial part of the town, it was called the Cow district simply because the only thing of note was a small cattle farm located behind the tavern. In the middle of the virtually deserted Road stood a determined young Filly,the wind blowing her golden mane about as the tumbleweed pushed themselves across the ground.She wasnt much younger than Six-string by the looks of her. 

"Ima give yah one last chance to drop them apples pony. If yah do I promise I wont hurt yah too bad."

She had a determined look in her eyes, the same look that the stallion had had when he chased Six down the crowded roads and the same look six got from most farm pony familys He encountered.

"Well lookee here. Aint you brave. Muh name's Six-String an I think I jus outran yer brother. He's bout twice the pony you are. What makes yah think you can do bettah?"

"Fact that I aint bout to loose you in all tha pony traffic."

She made a good point, six knew he had only lost big mac Do to the Usual Cheesy acres pony traffic, and in the cow district there was none of that. Six knew if he doubled back he'd run right into big mac and that would probably be worse than this situation. It was then The young mare Smiled and crossed a hoof over her leg and looked him down.

"Yah know what? How bout a deal? If yah make it past me yer free to go... Ifin I buck you in yer thievin teeth, you come work mah farm till yah pay us back fer them apples."

Six nickered and spat at the ground in acceptance. He may have earth pony smarts but he was a unicorn after all, he had magic, a powerful handicap in his favor.

"Alrigh. Sounds Fair. Good Luck miss, you'll need it."

Six String backed up a few few feet, he was always sure he could slip out of any jam but the look in the young mares eyes made his teeth twitch, he had come to trust his teeth twitching as a sign he had better take a little extra precaution. He counted to three then charged, galloping as fast as he could. The little mare took a deep breath, lowered herself,pivoted on her hooves and then bucked. Six couldnt quite feel much other than the pain shooting through his twitchy teeth,then down his neck,through his spine and into his hooves. the Buck sent his flying a good three feet back from the place of the impact and he was bleeding from the nose and mouth.

"Ahhhhoooooowww~! y-yah rusted meh jraw~!"

"Well now I told yah! Shoulda just handed ovah them apples!"

She troted over to him and looked him over

"Now c'mere yah big baby. It aint to bad. Granny Smith'll Wrap it up and I bet Big mac'll let cha use his bed till it gets fixed. Then yah start workin thief. Allright?"

"nerf"

"Mah names Apple Jack by the way."

"Prezure ma'am."

"C'mon. Let's get yah up an walkin."

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So ther it is. A lil piece of mah story. Imah Take a nap now. Catch some Sheep befo I go intah sweet apple acres. I don even know who I'm talkin to anymore...I just hope somepony's listenin... Im out here tryin to fix the biggest mistake I evah made, an as celestia as mah witness I aint stoppin till I gettah answer.