[Six POV]
“Twilight, I can walk on my own, just let go of my arm…” I groan, my shoulder sore.
“No can do! Until you can see by yourself, I’m taking you everywhere.”
I groan and huff, defeated. I can hear the soft wingbeats of Dash and Shy behind me, and all the murmurs of the people in town.
“Who’s he?”
“That looks a bit like that guy from the party the other day…”
“No way, that guy was tiny! He’s hunky~”
“Lyra!”
“Bon Booon, let me touch him!”
“Absolutely not! Do not touch Six at any point unless I say so!” Twilight shouts over the crowd.
“Yes, Princess.” They reply.
“Awe….” I hear the now named Lyra whine.
“Twilight...How...many people can see me?”
“Don’t worry about it! Hehehehe….” THAT MANY!?
We finally stop walking outside the boutique, and Twilight knocks.
“Just a minute~!” That’s Rarity. I hear the door open, and Rarity gasps loudly.
“Oh, my! Twilight, who’s this you’ve found~?”
“Hey...Rarity.”
“Six?! Is that you, darling? What happened?” She asks, sounding mostly concerned, but there’s a hint of something else in her voice…
“We can explain later. Rarity, he needs new clothes. His-”
“Are clearly too small for him now. Oh, and they were such fun to make, too.” I can actually hear her pouting…
“Well, come in!” Twilight leads me inside, and I take the blindfold off finally.
“My, my….You’ve grown all over, haven’t you?” Rarity grins.
Oh, look, a piece of thread on the floor!
“Twilight, what happened to his...well, body? And not just his size. The poor dear’s scarred all over!”
Twilight explains everything to her, and I can feel Rarity’s eyes glued on me the whole time.
“Oh...oh, my….I couldn’t imagine what Sweetie Belle would do if I was gone… I’m so sorry…”
“It’s okay, Rarity. Not your fault…”
“Well, enough of the sad talk. Let’s get you fitted! But for this new outfit, you can’t have your shirt on. They'll interfere with my measurements.”
“Hey! You just wanna see him naked, don’t you!” Dash yells. I forgot they were there!
“Wh-oh, heavens no! No, darling. You have the wrong idea...hahaha….maybe a little bit?”
“YOU TOO!?” Dash and Twilight shout at her.
I sigh and shrug my shirt off. “Just..hurry up, okay? This is embarrassing….” She beams and grabs her tape measure, going up under my arms, around my waist, and across my chest. She does it by hand, though.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to use magic?” I ask.
“Well, yes. I suppose so, but this is more precise.”
I shrug. She smiles after she measures my legs and thighs.
“You’ll have to spread your legs a bit, darling. Can’t get this wrong.” I blush hotly.
“C-can’t you use magic for this one…?”
“Oh, no no. Hands on is much easier…” I blush even harder and widen my stance a bit. She presses the tape measure from my ankle up to my groin, and I look away as her hand hits my package.
“H-huge….” The other three gasp. I back away and chuckle.
“Alright, done with that….I’m gonna go outside. You four stay. Please…” I put my blindfold back on and walk outside, sighing with relief.
“Guess this body gets more girls than my other one….But is that better, or worse? I want my girlfriend one day to like me for me, not what I can do…” I feel around the building and sit when I think I reach the back of the building.
“I want my old body back… This one draws too much attention…”
“Like yer other one didn’t?” I scream unintentionally and jump up.
“Wh-wh-wh-wh-APPLEJACK? You scared the Hell out of me!”
“Awe, shucks. Didn’t mean ta. But whut happened ta you? Ya got all buff n tall. Damn near look like Mac.”
“Not you too….”
“Whut?”
I explain everything to her.
“Gosh, ah’m real sorry ta hear bout yer sis. Applebloom’d be crushed if ah… Anyway, so the others are crushin on ya?”
“Yeah….And it’s not that I don’t appreciate it. It’s just...I want someone who’ll like me for me, not just this...weird new body…”
“Six, it ain’t weird. If whut ya said is true, this is what yer supposed ta look like. That damned demon probably kept ya small so he could control ya easier.”
“I….never thought of it that way…”
“Hey, ya never said what the blindfold’s fer. Ya beatin up a pinata?”
“No, nothing like that. Princess Celestia told me to wear this so I don’t accidentally take in anymore burdens from eye contact. And I’d take it off now, but we may not be completely alone.”
“Uh, nope. Yer sittin just outside the door.”
I’ve been in plain view this whole time?!
“Hey, Six. If ya got some time today, why don’tcha join me at the farm? Ah could teach ya how ta Apple buck!”
“Uuh...okay? I guess I can. But I need my clothes from Rarity, first…”
“Ya’ll can borrow some of Mac’s clothes. Come on!” She helps me up, and she leads me to the farm.
Finally, I’m not being dragged anywhere….I was worried that Applejack’d pull my arm out of place….
“Hey, Applejack? Aren’t I about your height?”
“Yeah, just above actually. Why?”
“Is Mac my height?”
“Oh, Mac’s taller. But we kept some of his older clothes. They ought ta fit.”
How tall is he?!
I know we’re close when I start to smell apples.
“Applejack! Yer home!” I hear a tiny voice squeak, and AJ laughs.
“Applebloom! Ain’t ya supposed ta be helpin Mac in the barn?”
“Well, ah mean….Who’s that?” She asks.
“Applebloom, this is Six. He’s helpin me apple buck today.”
Applebloom gasps loudly. “He’s the guy that talked ta Granny?! But, you said he was shorter…”
“Well, he grew. Now, git goin. Ya’ll can meet him when ya get yer chores done.” I hear her run, and I peek under the blindfold.
She was small, maybe in her late teens, and she was wearing a yellow dress with a big red bow in her hair. No burden.
“Thank Celestia… She’s burdenless. Most children are.”
Applejack chuckles. “Well, since ya kinda met her already, why don’t ah introduce ya to Mac?”
“Well, uh...I guess so…” She pats my back and leads me to what I can assume is a barn by the smell of hay.
“Big Mac, ya in here?” AJ calls.
“Eeyup.” A deep, soul-shaking voice responds.
“Come out and meet Six.” I hear approaching footsteps, then they stop.
“Six, this is Mac. Mac, Six.”
“H-Hi there…”
“Eeyup…”
“Uuh...He’s the one ah told ya about...that talked ta Granny.”
“Eeyup.”
I chuckle. “Is...is he staring at me?”
“He don’t talk much. But he’s tryin ta say that it’s nice ta meet ya. Ain’t that right, Mac?”
“Eeyup.” I chuckle.
“Nice to, uh..m-meet you too.” I feel a huge hand on my shoulder. No burdens again. Thank you, Celestia…
The footsteps leave, and I sigh heavily.
“He sounded huge...And he’s burdenless. If we can go somewhere away from prying eyes, I can take this stupid thing off…”
“A-Ah can take ya to the west orchard. Only Mac and Ah go back there.”
“Alright. Lead the way, then.”
She leads me along, but I have to follow her footsteps. She’s not talking.
“Did...I say something?”
“Eh? No, nono! Just, ah’m a little hungry. And ah think we’re far enough away now.” I nod and take the blindfold off, looking at AJ. She indeed was slightly shorter than me, and had a slight blush on her face.
“Well, ah’ll show ya how ta do it. Here, can ya stand like this?” She gets into a fighting stance. I mimic her.
“Now, whut ya gotta do is kick the tree as hard as ya can. Ha!” She slams her foot into it, rattling every apple out of it.
“Now, yer turn.” I look down at my shoes, which I just now noticed I had a lack of.
“I-I don’t have my shoes! I must’ve left them at the hospital. I-I guess I can try without them.”
I get in front of another tree and get into a fighting stance. “Ha!” I kick the tree as hard as I can. With a loud crack, I drop to the ground.
“Ooow! Damn it, my ankle!”
“Are ya alright?!”
“I think I sprained it…”
“Sprained!? The hay was that crack, then?!” She looks at the tree, which part of the bark had cracked.
“Oh...Well, ah need ta wrap it up till we can get ya inside. Gimme yer shirt.”
“Eh?! My shirt?!”
“Just give it here!” I blush and take it off, giving it to her. She wraps it tightly around my ankle and ties it tightly, making me wince in pain.
“Alright. That should do fer now. Can ya stand?”
I nod and manage to hop up. She takes my arm and wraps it around her shoulders and hers goes around my waist as she helps me back to the farm. Both of us are blushing.
“Th-thanks…”
“Don’t mention it. Ain’t nothin…”
We get to about halfway in silence before I trip, knocking both of us over. I land on my hands and knees
When I open my eyes, I blush madly as AJ was under me, my knees on either side of her right leg, and my hands on the ground on either side of her head. She was blushing even harder than me.
I jump up and fall onto my back. “S-sorry! I didn’t watch where I was going!”
She sits up and dusts off her hat, putting it back on. “It’s alright…” She helps me back up, and she holds me against her again, and I swear it’s just a little tighter.
[Applejack POV]
Why am ah blushin so dang hard? He just fell on top of me. It ain’t like it’s the first time somebody fell on me. But, it’d usually be Applebloom….Why was him doin it makin me embarrassed?!
I finally get him back to the farm, and I get him inside, sitting him down on the couch. “Ah’ll get ya some bandages. Gimme a sec.” I manage to blurt out before rushing into the bathroom and locking the door.
“Whut the hay’s gotten into you, Applejack? Yer actin all twitchy around him! He’s just another guy...right?”
I shake my head and grab the first aid kit from the cabinet and I bring it back out to him. He was in the same place, but he had his blindfold on again.
“How’s it feelin?”
“It still hurts, but I think that the wrap helped alleviate it some. Thanks again…”
“Ain’t nothin, still. Now, don’t move.” I untie the shirt from his ankle and carefully unwrap it. His ankle was bruised and swollen slightly.
“That’s one nasty sprain ya got there. Lemme clean it up, then ah’ll wrap it with some gauze.” I grab the alcohol pads from the first aid kit and carefully wipe around his ankle before I tightly wrap it from mid shin to mid foot with gauze and tape.
“There. Ought ta do it. Wait, ain’t ya a unicorn? Can’t ya just heal it yerself?”
“I, uh...I don’t know any spells besides magic cancellation and levitation...Sorry…”
“It’s alright. Well, since yer here, would ya like ta….stay fer dinner? Ah’m makin spaghetti.”
“I’d...I’d like that a lot. Thank you.” HE SAID YES!
“Ah’ll get started!” I jump up and rush into the kitchen.
“Hey...Isn’t it only mid-day?”
Fiddlesticks….