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// Pieces (Mistakes part 2) 
// Story: A Cure for Writers Block 
// by The Drifting Bard 
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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.