Prompt #70: Pinkie Pie shows Applejack a good time
Applejack sighed and rolled her eyes.
“For the last time, Pinkie, I got work to do! I don’t have time for your foolin’!”
Pinkie’s face drooped in the closest approximation to sadness she could manage, but the smile soon found its place again and she bounced around the muttering farmpony.
“But Aaaaplejaaack, it’s really really cool! Seriously!”
Applejack continued her steady pace across the barn, moving for chore to chore with practiced efficiency. Her efforts were not aided by Pinkie’s uncanny ability to be almost-but-not-quite-entirely in the way at all times.
“Listen, it’s a long day for the farm today, and I just ain’t the mood right now for y-”
She was cut off by Pinkie’s hoof touching her lips softly. Startled by the sudden tender motion, Applejack looked into Pinkie’s eyes and saw the twinkle beneath the twinkle. The agenda. Pinkie’s smile softened.
“Come on, Applejack. Pleeease? I just want to show you a good time. Everypony likes a good times, right?”
Applejack swallowed. Thoughts she had forced herself not to think came bubbling to the fore. She had long got on well with Pinkie, and lately their friendship had grown closer. She seemed less grating and more fun. Her cakes tasted better. Almost without noticing, they had been spending more time together, laughing more together, and now… perhaps something more together.
“I… uh… I sure ain’t one to, uh, turn down a… a good time…”
Pinkie grinned and turned slowly away, looking at Applejack over her shoulder. Her expression was closer to her normal wide smile now, but there was still a hint of some greater surprise, some planned event that Applejack felt almost certain she wasn’t prepared for.
“Well, come on then. I guarantee you won’t be disappointed!”
With that, Pinkie bounced out of the barn. Applejack wiped her brow, coughing dismissively at no one in particular. Then, after a furtive glance about the barn, she followed her friend.
As she nervously kept pace with the now-singing Pinkie, her mind raced. Was this the moment she had been tentatively hoping for? Was this, of all times, to be her first… good time?
Pinkie led her to an old shed on the outskirts of the farm. Applejack recognised it well. It was where they slept when the harvest was hard and they were forced to work the fields all night. The bed was rough, but deep and comfortable. She swallowed again as Pinkie nudged the door open with her hoof.
“Well, come on in! What are you waiting for?”
Applejack glanced about her. Nopony was looking, right? Nopony could pin this on her, right? She had to get inside, get this over with, before nerves sent her fleeing.
Come on now, Applejack, you’ve saved this kingdom more than once! Surely you can handle a… handle a… a good time.
She scurried past Pinkie, who eased the door shut behind them. The shed was dark, gloomy, and Applejack couldn’t make out much. She could make out one thing though.
The bed lay at her hooves, welcoming and foreboding.
The dim light of a lamp flickered into life. Pinkie put the lamp back in its sconce and turned back to Applejack, her expression unreadable.
“I didn’t have much time to prepare but… I guess now’s about right. Go on, AJ, close your eyes!”
Applejack forced herself to comply. Her heart pounded in her chest. She’d never expected it to be like this, for her to be acting like a frightened filly when the time came for a… a good time.
Ever so slightly, she puckered her lips.
“Surpriiise!”
Applejack opened her eyes. Pinkie was stood on her hind legs, holding forth a cardboard box haphazardly decorated with scraps of coloured paper and sparkling ribbon. Pinkie’s smile was wide, childlike, expectant.
“Uh…”
Applejack stepped forward and, eyebrow raised, peered into the box. A piece of paper lay almost cheerfully inside, adorned with three words in Pinkie’s uneven cursive.
A GOOD TIME.
“Isn’t it great?!”
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Note: This one was super fun. I've never written anything even remotely shippy before and even this short fake-out was a foray into something different. I'm tentatively pleased with what I came out with, too. I've spoken to a couple people who are all about the horse love and some said they were disappointed it was a joke xD This is also, I realise, the first time I've ever written anything about Pinkie ever. I've never even MENTIONED her before. Go figure!