Zecora, the zebra shamaness has lived in the Everfree Forest for some time, but has never gone beyond except for the sake of finding roots and herbs for her potions that her woods cannot supply. But upon making friends with young Apple Bloom and later Twilight and her companions, she has taken it upon herself to travel beyond for a time. Stopping at Sweet Apple Acres for a minute to speak with Applejack, she catches the eye of Macintosh. The stallion falls for Zecora at first sight and then does something very poorly thought out to prove himself to her...
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Comments ( 155 )
I have read this story before, or at least one that was nearly identical ![]()
I like the premise. Never thought of this idea before and I'm embarrassed for it. Good job.
Haven't I read this before here? I swear this is not the first time I've seen Zecora head to Manehatten. Still good start.
I found something, well... two somethings really. ![]()
Twilight turned back to the zebra. “Sorry about her, Zecora. Sometimes she has a tendency to say what’s thinking before she thinks about what she’s saying.”
The sight of him had stirred something more in her, especially now that she though of him,
Hmm, I'm not really a big fan of ZecoraMac, but so far, these seems interesting. Proceed.
oh good was beggining to think you missed the part about cutie pox episode lol good story will be favved
Their is just one thing that bothers me a bit about this fic. That is the opening line, I don't know why. But other than that I really like this story!
I like this, it's quite interesting so far.
Even if I do want to curb-stomp the pompous, rich ponies.
You have engaged my interests. Just tell, where it is this will be going?
But please, do so continue.
i like the idea of big mac and zecora together its diferent but good
OOOOOOOO!
I've never seen a ZecoraMac before!!! ![]()
This looks really good...Definite read later! ![]()
It would have been funny if he turned into a filly haha but anywho I would like my moar comrade soon
Well the good news is that Granny likes her, bad news he faced Toxicodendron philogelos or more commonly known as Poison Joke. Well at least he is heading towards his lady love who is skilled at curing it.
"Ewe mungu wangu.... They must feed him foals..."
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I’m sorry, Macintosh, I didn’t mean to stareI was simply caught unaware
I’ve not seen the like, nopony your size
Your appearance came to me as quite a surprise!
Psst! you forgot to put quotations around this!![]()
Dat ending..... Oh sh*t![]()
hi hi
Would you look at that, its the picture I drew a while back. Fancy seeing that here. ![]()
Ah ha! So this is what that Zecora stuff before was about. *starts reading*
An interesting ship, you have my curiosity.
Edit: Pretty good
I'll look forward to more of this
I can honestly say this is the first time I've seen a shipfic that has actually triggered anything even remotely fan-boyish inside me
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In the summary, Twilight is missing an "L" and an "I"
Reading now...
Ewe mungu wangu.... They must feed him foals...
it was at this point i hit the favorite button
I bet AJ would have preferred not to talk about it had her poison joke affliction not been so obvious... so I would say it is understandable that a repressed memory might not be the first thing that comes to mind.
In principle, Mac is now supposed to turn around as he promised to AJ. If he does, it would be funny if he ran into Apple Bloom... "(GASP) Big Macintosh? Does this mean the filly you were going to meet was Zecora?"
The weird shipper within me is pleased, continue. ![]()
And then Mac gets eaten by a manticore, which is then turned to stone by a cockatrice and smashed into rubble by a roving hydra, then the pieces are frozen by windigoes, and to thaw them (for some reason which I'll explain later.. maybe... if I feel like it) Garble and the other teen dragons throw the pieces into lava where they melt and then there is no way all the Princesses ponies to put Big Macintosh together again.
Cuz he's dead.
Eh, still don't feel like explaining it.
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Argh, my guess was so close! When he walked through the poison joke I thought he would turn into a mare... maybe that could be your next story?
Typo.
"Wait, no...that kind of party is for something else entirely..."
Ah, so it's "something entirely different," but Pinkie switched gears. Gotcha! Disregard my previous statement! ![]()
So...how are you going to play off the accelerated effects of poison joke? My headcanon says that you need to sleep for it to activate.
There's nothing saying poison joke takes a set amount of time to kick in - the effect was just a lot faster in Mac's case. Think of it as you would an allergic reation to pollen - some people have much worse symptoms than others. For instance: I have allergy to pollen, but it just makes my eyes itch a bit. Someone else with the same allergy might get a stuffed-up nose or even a rash. In this case the 'allergy' was an accelerated response-time to the effects.
Anyway, we don't actually know when the effects kicked in for the Six, only that they were asleep when it happened.
I'm sorry -I accidentally hit 'publish' instead of 'edit'.
My bad.
It's just the two buttons are right beside each other and I misclicked. Took me five seconds to realise my mistake, but by then...
Won't happen again - I promise.
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I wonder how Zecora would figure out what exactly is ailing Big Mac, those poisoned berries I mean.
Keep up the good work! ![]()
I've been meaning to ask, is the cheocú a real monster, or one you made up yourself? Because he's pretty darn cool.
Just made up - I wanted a neat name, but some not overly long. I knew what I wanted, but it was a question of finding the right language. I found what I was looking for in Irish: the translation is 'Fog hound', I just combined both words. I was trying to go with 'smoke wolf', but it was too long in Irish and wouldn't have looked right.
I made it a creature of the fey so that Macintosh's horseshoes would be the deciding factor in the confrontation - his strength (or lack thereof) wouldn't really matter: iron is to faeries what silver is to werewolves.
A good story, and an interesting pairing. I like!
One thing I'd like to point out though:
Zecora nodded Zecora nodded. “It’s true they were worried,
all in all, a well written story, good sir! Cheers! ![]()
Ah, it takes me back to how this story was first made. It's really nice to see it stretch out like this with more eloquent detail ![]()
Awesome chapter, my heart stopped when I thought Big Mac actually have died but didn't...whew
And then he died.
Um. I'm only halfway through the chapter, so...?
From behind her came a wail.
Oh. That's alright then. I'm going to choose to believe that this delayed reaction to the cure was the Poison Joke in his system using the poison to play a prank on Zecora.
In fact, I now choose to think that Poison Joke is the ultimate curative, for no other reason than because the plant refuses to let its victim die while it's playing its prank.
*Alondro the biologist noms on the tasty driftaway berries* Mmmm, love these things. I can sometimes eat a quart of them in one sitting! *Alondro is immune to the poison due to the power of SCIENCE!!* ![]()
The "And then he died" line literally almost made me leave.
You should word that better, I nearly rage-quit the story![]()







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