A Cure for Writers Block

by The Drifting Bard


Pieces (Mistakes part 2)

Another taster of mistakes


the sounds of things crashing and breaking echoed through out the night.
the shouts of anguish and self-hatred seemed to only get worse, the closer Roseluck got.
the mare knocked on the door, "Is everything alright in there?"
I opened the door slightly, she could barely see the wave of destruction that had hit the room.
"Its....Its over Rose" i sighed as a tear dripped from my cheek.
"wha... Applejack....she" Rose-luck was angry.
I've seen her angry before, but not like this.
"that stupid" she suddenly stopped in her tracks, hearing the smash of a glass bottle.
she quickly bucked the door down only to see me sitting there. "the bottle was empty"
i smiled half-heartedly. "just like my head" i began to chuckle.

another knock on the door, "Big Mac? what in the blue blazes are you doing here?"
"She... " the Red stallion stood before me, but suddenly grabbed me by the neck and dragged me off.

Roseluck stood, dumbfounded "what just happened?"


in my head, a feminine voice was heard "now arriving at sweet apple acres"
i felt my hooves knock against steps. "Big Mac, i can walk you know"
"no time" he threw me through the door, "fix it fix it fix it!"
i looked at Applejack, her green eyes were now bloodshot, her mane was disshevelled, and she was almost unresponsive.
"Applejack?"
"Shadow? is that you?" she asked, her voice was now cracking.
i let out a sigh. "yes its me, look... i just...."
she suddenly pounced on me, kissing me violently.
in between the kisses, Applejack kept on apologizing. "can you ever forgive me?"
she asked. i let out another seep sigh. "if i had a bit for every time you said that.... i'd have approximately one bit"
she looked at me with hope.

"can we just start again?" i asked,
"ah....ah can live with that" she smiled.