//------------------------------// // Elmer Fudd/Rick Astley // Story: X in Equestria // by RoseluckyCinor //------------------------------// Elmer Fudd. “Be vewy, vewy quiet, I’m hunting ponies,” Elmer spoke aloud. The small huntsman crept slowly through the woods. His prey was two ponies, Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow Dash. He knew them to be beyond the bushes in front of him. All he had to go was point and click. Suddenly he heard voices. “Rainbow, for the last time. Unicorn season simply isn’t a thing!” “Pegasus season!” Elmer crept up to the bushes just in time to see Twilight Sparkle sigh heavily. “At wast I’ve got you! Wianbow and Twiwight!” Elmer grabbed his rifle and leveled it at the two ponies. “Elmer, please go,” Twilight beckoned the tiny hunter. Elmer readjusted the gun. Twilight’s horn began to glow as the rifle was taken from Elmer and tossed into a tree. “You can’t hunt us, Elmer,” Twilight told him. Elmer looked distraught. “But hunting is all I’ve evew done!” Twilight and Rainbow got to their feet and trotted off. “It is unicorn season though,” Rainbow said adamantly. TOO SHORT! Rick Astley. It was an early day on the farm for Applejack. The sun shone brightly through her window catching the vase she kept on a nightstand. “Looks like a great day for Apple and Apple-related activities. I wonder if Mac or Applebloom are up.” Her philosophic introspections were cut short sadly as a tapping came from her second story window. Being that her room was on the second floor of the old farmhouse, this was a strange occurrence. Had a bird flown into the window? Granny Smith had recently been on a cleaning binge. Applejack got out of her bed and trotted over to the window and opened it. “Applejack,” came an unfamiliar voice, “I love you.” AJ looked at the creature on the ground. A tall, red-hair thing. “Eh, what?” “I just want to tell you what I’m feeling!” he yelled. “I don’t have time for this,” Applejack yelled back and shut the window. Trotting to the shower she soon forgot the strange thing. For some reason, the words he spoke stuck to her mind. At breakfast she was able to talk to Big Mac, whose bedroom was next to hers. “Mac, did you hear anything this morning?” she asked. He shook his head. “Nope,” he expressed. Applejack sat back in her chair and harrumphed. Must have been a dream, she thought. Many hours that day were spent buckin’ apples in the orchard. Applebloom had gone to school and Mac was away taking bushels to the barn. Applejack felt her hooves thud heavily into the trunk of one the Apple’s famous trees. She heard footsteps approach. “Applejack,” came a voice, “I wuv you so much.” “Oh, not you again. Cain’t you see ah’m busy?” The man shook his head, “Your heart's been aching but, you're too shy to say it.” Applejack cut him off. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Ah don’t know you!” The man backed off. “I thought we had something! Alas, I will not give up!” He ran off between the trees. A few minutes later, Big Mac showed up. “You didn’t see nothing, did ya?” she asked. “Nope,” he responded. Later Applejack was hanging out with her good friend, Pinkie Pie. “It’s the strangest thing, Pinkie. Like someone’s following me around. And whenever he talks it just sticks in my head.” There was a knock on the door of the pastry shop. “Do you mind getting that?” Pinkie asked. Her flank swayed in the air as she busied herself grabbing things from a lower cabinet. “Ah, I don’t know about that, Pinkie. What if it’s that man again?” Pinkie stuck her head above the counter, her mane had caramel drizzled on it. “Silly, I’ll get it then!” Pinkie bounded towards the door. It swung wide open to reveal not the red haired man, but Rainbow Dash instead. “A-Applejack! What are you doing here? I wasn’t buying sweets or nothing,” she stammered. Applejack hurried out the door past the two mares. There was one pony in all of Ponyville who would have the answers to her problem. “Roseluck, I need your help,” Applejack told the filly as she tended her garden. Roseluck put down the watering can and looked at Applejack. “You know the problem and how to solve it. Why else come to me?” “Yes, why else indeed,” Applejack said. “But seriously, can’t you tell me anything, Roseluck?” “Yes, there is something I can tell you, “Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you”