Six and Surprise had been away from Fillydelphia for at least six hours, the sun was at it's highest and six trotted on at least a yard or so ahead of surprise who was floating just about six inches off the ground. Sweating.
"Siiiiiiiixxxx~! This is soooo boring!!!! And it's so hot!! Can't we just go back and steal a balloon?"
That thought hadn't occured to six, he could have most likely have stolen a balloon and floan it to sweet apple acres...No, no he couldn't have. Apart from The fact stealing was against his moral compass for the most part, he didn't know how to fly one and He was almost sure the fillydelphia employed pegasus guards would have caught up with him and his bubbly companion in no time at all.
"No. We can't. So quit yer whinin'. Least yall don't gotta hoof it."
"But I'm not whiiiining~! I'm a marshmellow~!"
>What?<
"Yer a marsmella?"
"Oh! Oh! Is this where I say 'Aeyup'? Ohhh but i do wanna say 'nope' though...Ohhh! I. Am. Just. About. To be brilliant!"
"oh goddess-"
"YOPE~! Ahehehahuhuahohahe!"
"You makin fun at tha way I talk?"
"NUP~! Aahahahahehehuhuhoheheha~!"
"Somepony. Anypony. Shoot meh now."
"Hey siiiiiix?"
"..."
"Can we sing again?"
"Why yall so keen on mah singin?"
"Cause you're so good at it! I mean, if you're good at it why NOT do it? Heeeey~ We could make money off your talent~!"
Six stopped dead and turned on surprise, who was hovering just about a foot off the ground
"No! I don' care if I soun' like' Saphiah Shores! I ain't nevah gonna play fer bits!"
"Well why not?"
"Cause it aint right chargin folk fer somethin I'de give to anothah pony fer free!"
"...I don't get it?"
Six took a deep breath, she didn't know why he had a distaste for his "special" talent, and therefore why he wouldn't charge somepony for a "performance". He tipped his hat back and craned his head to look towards the slowly setting sun.
"It's like...Well...Like A party I s'pose...You wouln't charge a pony fer a party right?"
"Of course not silly! That'd be dumb!"
"Xactly. That's why ya won't see me openin fer the wondah bolts."
"...Sooo...Music is like...A party?"
"Yeeah."
"So...Then...I could be good at music too?"
"Well now I ain't sayin-"
"Maybe even..."
"Don' jump tha barrel here kiddo-"
"THE BEST AT MUSIC EVER!!!"
Six lowered his head and shook it listlessly as his compatriot exploded into confetti and smiles
"I ain't nevah gonna undahstand why yall can do that."
"Who's yall? Only me and Pinkypie can do it. Hehe...Do it..."
"Who in tarnation is pinkypie?"
"Who?"
"Pinkypie."
"Who's that?"
"Pinkypie...The Pony ya jus' mentioned."
"I didn't mention anypony."
"Yes ya did! I jus' heard you!"
"Heard? Where?! Six look out for the heard!"
"There ain't no heard!"
"Now don't lie to me six, there's a heard reading this right now."
"There's a...What?"
"C'mon silly! We need to progress with the story! I'm waiting to see if you and Applejack get together!"
"Wait...What? How d'ya-?"
"Six...Which sounds better? Chimmysherry, or cherrychanga?"
"What kinda questioned is that?!"
Six was leaning on his front whooves, his hat tipped far back on his mane, threatening to fall onto the nape of his neck
"Six...You're really close to me...Do you have the feelings? Should we make ze magiks?"
And then he promptly fell face first into the dirt as the little bundle of plot device wispfully floated over him.
"Cmooooooon~! Don't trail behind! My plot senses are tingling! Oh, not THAT plot sense."
Six pushed himself out of the dirt road and staggered back. Winded, not from the fall, but from the nonsense that he foresaw would be his companion till he made it to ponyville.
"Tha' pony is crazy."
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Applejack smiled and looked at the now setting sun, a regular day had gone by without a hitch. And by regular she meant truly regular. No whacky crisis that seemed to test her and her friends, no malevolent being intent of plunging everlasting [insert bad stuff here] on equestria, and far more unbeleviable... No cutie mark crusades. Not a one.
"Damn fine day in mah book."
A loud crash, and shouting came from the barn...Well...What is a day without a crusade anyway?
"Applebloom! Don't be a bitch!"
"Don't chu use that language in mah house!"
"But it isn't your house! It's a barn!"
"Yeah, but it's mah barn!"
"No it isn't! It's your sisters!"
"So? You say its your house when we play at the boutique! And that aint even a house! It's a store!"
"An expensive store!"
"For good reason!"
"She doesn't even get THAT much business?"
"That's not true! She gets business from loads of ponies!"
"More like her business is getting loads from ponies."
"You take that back, chicken!"
"Oh I'm deffinately not taking it back now!"
The crusaders were arguing, in a much more vulgar and adult manner than normal. They were sitting in an odd triangle pointing hooves, or leaning in and sometimes both.
"Now scoots, that aint fair, Rarity would never charge for somethin like that-"
"See!"
"not when she does it fer free."
And with that applebloom took off from an enraged sweetybelle as scootaloo watched and cheered for the one that didn't have a horn, of course, everything was put to a halt when applejack damn well near bucked the doors down. Giving her sister and her friends 'the eye'
"What in tarnation do yall thank yer doin?! Messin up my barn, and cussin like sea ponies?! Applebloom, geet in tha house! Tha rest of ya, get on outta here! And I'm tellin yer sister whatcha said here today too."
"Awwww"
"Awwww"
"But I didn't say anything! Nothing like scoots and your-"
"Git!"
With a hard buck to the side of the barn, the two non-earth ponies took flight...well...not really...They just ran quite quickly, leaving an applebloom hanging her head as the elder apple looked down on her with a mix of disappointment and sisterly anger.
"Now, care to tell me why in sam-hell you was cussin?"
"I wasn't cussin! It was scootaloo!"
"Alright, maybe I believe ya. But that don't explain why you were tarnishin my good friend's name?"
"Cause...It. was. funny?"
Applejack looked at her sister sternly, then softened her glare into the apple family "ya learned yer lesson" smile.
"Now Applebloom, ain't nothn funny 'bout Rarity's nymphomania. It's a real problem."
With that the apple sisters got to share a good laugh at the expensense of their dear friend, with applebloom not really learning a lession at all. With a pat on the rump, applejack sent applebloom off to dinner while she stayed to admire the barn. It was a new barn. The old one destroyed by rainbow, on her request and painted by pinkypie. It still had her portrait on the side. It wasn't the same barn. But it was identical.
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Six pulled Applejack down and rolled with her, ending up on top, pining her on the soft grass, he nuzzed her mane with his horn and shifted himself to more or less sit on her
"Six! Ya goof! Whataya doin!"
"Ravishin ya~ Haha~"
"Goddess- Where could we do it? House is off limits aint doinin it unda tha tree, not riskin bigmac catchin us again and them woods are right dang'rous. Rather be caught by timbers than bigmac though..."
Six turned towards the large red structure about five yards away
"Hmmm...How 'bout the barn?"
"No.Way.'
"Awww c'mon apple-snack~"
"I told yall not to call me that~ Ya damn theif!"
"Ain't stealin ifin it's givin~"
"Uh hun, riiiight~"
"C'mon! With yer little sis around we aint neva got time fer fun around here. Barns teh only place she aint 'loud to go into...An tha forrest..."
"Yeah but-"
Six Gave his rougish smirk and kissed her
"C'mon...It'll be fun."
Applejack, frowned,looked at the barn, then to six, then sighed and smiled and kissed his cheek
"All righ... Just this once!"
"Awww c'mon now...Don't lie to me~"
She smacked him playfully as he rolled off her and galloped toward the barn, applejack close on his hooves mocking lovingly about his storied past.
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Apple jack looked around the barn. Paying close attention to the pile of hay.
"Heh...Wonder ifin that counts as that 'food play' pinky was tellin me about..."