Chapter 13
Chapter 13
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Almost done, Applejack mused to herself as she and Cheerilee sat in the teacher’s office, finalizing Applebuck’s transfer.
With only a few more papers to go, Cheerilee looked to the orange mare. “So, you mentioned something about how I’ll need to make sure your sister and Applebuck keep distinct from each other. What exactly did you mean?”
Applejack blinks, before facehoofing. How could she forget that detail? Sighing, the farmer looked back to the teacher. “She’s just like Apple Bloom.”
Cheerilee blinked, confused. “You mean they have similar personalities?”
Applejack shook her head a bit firmly. “Not really. If anythin’ Ah’d wager she and Bloom have totally different ones.”
Cheerilee frowned. “Then why did you say she just like your sister?”
Applejack glanced down at the papers. She was honestly trying to avoid this because she knew what the teacher’s first thoughts would be. “Applebuck looks and sounds just like Apple Bloom.”
She waited for the pin to drop as she watched the mulberry mare’s features.
She blinked in confusion, then frowned, then her eyes widened.
Applejack shook her head. “No, she ain’t a changeling. Trust me. I made that same mistake and... it didn’t go over well.”
The other mare just stared at her, her mouth trying to work. “But... Applejack, how...? How can another filly look and sound exactly like your sister and not be her? Wait,” she gave a deadpan expression, “Apple Bloom hasn’t been messing with the Mirror Pool, has she?”
Applejack blinked, surprised they’d never considered that either. Though, if Applebuck had been a Mirror Pool clone, she wouldn’t have been able to give such a detailed example of her human life. Heck, she likely wouldn’t have even known about humans unless Twilight told her, which she knew the Alicorn had not.
She shook her head. “Ah give you mah word, Cheerilee: Applebuck ain’t no Mirror Clone.”
Cheerilee looked at her uncertainly for several moments, before nodding and returning to the paperwork.
“Ya’ll look up what Ah told ya she mentioned, right?” the farmer asked. Before they’d actually started with the creation of Applebuck’s school file and entry, she’d talked with the teacher about concerns regarding what she’d learned about Diamond Tiara and Apple Bloom.
Cheerilee sighed, looking suddenly a bit older than she really should, before turning to Applejack. “In all honesty, it wouldn’t surprise me. Diamond Tiara was the one in charge of the Foal Free Press when that Gabby Gums incident happened and I learned she was forcing your sister and her friends to keep going with the embarrassing stories or she’d post similar stories about them.”
Applejack blinked, before scowling. “Please tell me yer not just lettin’ her get away with all these things.”
Cheerilee returned the scowl, though Applejack could tell it wasn’t directed at her. “Oh, believe me; I would if I could, Applejack. However, Diamond Tiara’s mother is on the school board and, loath as I am to admit it, when Diamond causes problems, she does it in a way her mother has managed to get her off almost scot free.”
Applejack blinked, before folding her arms. “What Filthy sees in that mare Ah’ll never understand.”
“You and me both,” the other mare agreed.
With that said and done, they returned to finalizing Applebuck’s admission into the school.
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“Well, what’s up, kid?” the blue Pegasus leans down, looking at me with a raised eyebrow of curiosity. “I know I saw you at school when I flew over there. How’d you get here so fast and... wait. Why aren’t you wearing your bow?”
I glance up at my mane, where a bow would likely be expected to be sitting atop. I gulp, before glancing at Big Mac, begging him for some help, but he looks as stunned as I feel. Not good.
“Er...” I say, my brain deciding now to go completely blank when my ability to think on the fly, one I relied on so much back in high school, could really come in handy right now. “Ah, er... um...”
As I stammer, I can’t help getting anxious as I see the look in Dash’s eyes change. She’s becoming suspicious. Crap, crap, crap!
“Wait a minute,” she looks from me to Mac, before her eyes narrow, then turns back to me. “What did you and the crusaders do that nearly tore my cloud home apart?”
My body goes stiff, locking me in place. Shit, shit, shit, SHIT! She thinks I’m a changeling! Why else would she ask me a question clearly only the real Apple Bloom would know?
Crap! What do I do now?! Do I tell her? Will Rainbow Dash even believe me?
“She’s a distant relative.”
Oh, thank sweet pony Jesus!
I turn to look at Mac with more gratitude than I probably ever have anyone before for saving my ass there... until I see Rainbow's skeptical expression.
“Really? That’s what you’re going with?” she glances from Mac to me and I wilt under her gaze. “Mac, she not only looks like Apple Bloom, she sounds just like her. What’s going on?”
Well, at least she isn’t downright jumping me and holding me down.
Looking to Mac, I sigh and turn to Rainbow. “It’s... kinda a long story.”
“I’ve got time,” she says flatly. “Now spill.”
“So, just to get this straight: You’re a human from a world that is like the one Twilight went to through that mirror, only there, there’s no places named similar to the places here, nor are there humans that match ponies here?”
“Well, when ya say it like that...” I say, looking down and the floor.
I’m honestly glad Big Mac had been there when Rainbow Dash just dropped in like she did. It made confirming my story, as ridiculous as it really does sound when you think about it, a lot easier, which, despite everything Applejack told me before about key characters knowing there’s a show about them, even if they don’t know all the specifics, did not seem to ease Dash’s suspicions about me.
I should probably get used to having to explain I’m not a changeling, I have a strong hunch this won’t be the last time.
Dash glances at Big Mac with lidded eyes. “And you’re sure you can believe her.”
“Eeyup,” Mac said, his tone a firmness I’ve ever heard a select few times in the show, which is remarkable in itself, seeing how little he talks in the show. For some reason, hearing it makes me feel warm inside, safe somehow.
Dash just sits on the couch, her forelegs folded.
We sit in silence for several moments, myself hunching down and my ears flatting as the seconds move on. Why isn’t Dash saying anything? What’s she thinking?
“Okay,” she shrugs.
What could she be thinking that’s keeping so quiet that— wait, what?
I stop and stare at her, wide-eyed. Really? Jus’ like that?”
She smirks. “Look, kid, throughout your story you sounded like you weren’t lying and the way you stood up for the crusaders was pretty cool. You seem like a good kid, so I’m willing to give you a chance.”
I blink for several moments, before giving a small smile. “Thanks, Dash.”
She chuckles, turning to Mac. “I can’t wait t’ hear what happens when she and Apple Bloom go to school together.”
I find myself chuckling now. “Oh, Ah ain’t goin’ ta school here, Rainbow.”
She turns to me, looking confused.
I smirk. “One, Ah graduated fr’m high school several years ago back home, so Ah don’t need t’ go t’ school here when it’s pretty much stuff Ah covered years ago. Plus, Ah’m not gonna be here too long. Once Princess Luna can get some answers fr’m Princess Celestia, Twi’s gonna get me a way back home quick, so mah goin’ t’ school wouldn’t make sense,” I turn to Big Mac, grinning. “Right?”
I expect him to answer right away with a chuckling “Eeyup” and we move on... but he doesn’t.
I frown, looking back up to him and notice he’s not meeting my eyes.
“Mac?” I ask, cocking an eyebrow. “Why’re ya’ll lookin’ away? What’s up?”
“So, she is going to school?” Dash asks, looking between the two of us.
“No,” I say.
“Eeyup,” Mac says quietly at the same time.
I blink, thinking I must have misheard. I turn to Mac, confusion on my face. “Mac, Ah’m not going to school, right? Ah’m just gonna be hangin’ round til Twi can send me back.”
I notice he’s started to sweat a bit and is pointedly not meeting my eyes, keeping his own averted, looking up at the ceiling.
A frown creases my brow. “Mac, Ah’m not going t’ school here, right?”
For several moments he sits there, doing his best to look anywhere but at me. He starts fidgeting, his lips curling in a bit, a sign I know from Applejack means the truth is being hidden. Seems all the Apple Family have that tick.
“Mac,” I say flatly, my tone seeming to unnerve Rainbow if the look she’s giving me is any indication, “Ah’m not goin t’ school.”
“... Eenope,” he manages to stutter, still refusing to meet my gaze.
“Ya mean no, Ah’m not goin’ t’ school, or no, Ah am?” I ask firmly.
“Eenope.”
I grit my teeth. “Mac, am Ah goin’ t’ school?”
At once his body tenses several times over.
My eye narrow to slits. “Answer me, Big Mac. Am. Ah. Goin’. To. School?”
He looks from me to Dash, as if she can get him out of this somehow, but she’s looking back just as worried.
I swear, if he doesn’t answer me soon, I’m going to use my likeness to his youngest sister against him. I swear, as God as my witness, I will!
“Ee.... yup,” he slowly manages, sounding defeated.
I blink, his answer taking several moments to process through my mind. Once it has sifted through completely and settled into place, however, my lips pull back into a snarl.
“ARE YA’LL KIDDING ME?!” I scream, so loud I apparently cause a wind to blow against Mac’s mane for a second. “AH AIN’T SOME LITTLE FILLY! AH’M A GROWN HUMAN BEIN’ THAT GOT STUCK LOOKIN’ LIKE YOUR SISTER COS A SUMTHIN' THAT HAPPENED IT YOUR WORLD THAT SOMEHOW LEAKED INTA MINE! AH AIN’T GOING’ T’ SCHOOL! AH AIN’T YER SISTER, SO AH AIN’T DOING IT!”
“AJ wants you to be around others.”
The words in a low squeak cause me to halt in my tirade and my eyes narrow til they’re almost completely close. “What?” I hiss quietly.
The two larger ponies flinch at my quieter tone, Big Mac refusing to look at me, seeming to find staring at a hole in the living room carpet far more an appealing sight to observe.
“She... she knows yer unhappy and wants ya to feel better around us,” he says with a shaky tone. I indicate for him to go on, my expression never changing. “W-well, she thinks, since you and Apple Bloom seem to be getting along so well, if’n ya were with her more, ya might feel more at home here.”
I snarl. “This. Ain’t. Mah. Home, Big Macintosh.”
Saying his whole name seems to make him wilt, almost like it was explaining to him just how much trouble he was in.
“Ah... Ah know, that, Applebu—”
“Sam.”
He pauses, glancing at me uncertainly. “What?”
I dig my hoof into the floor. “Mah name... is Sam! Sam Wilson! Ah’ll go by Applebuck outside the farm and if’n others outside the Element Bearers are around. But, here, when it’s just us, Ah. Am. SAM! Got it?!”
I turn towards the stairs, looking coldly at them over my shoulder. “An’ ya’ll can tell Applejack that if she thinks Ah’m just gonna do this, she’s got other fucking thing commin’!”
Rainbow’s mouth drops open as I turn and stomp up the stairs.
“Apple— Sam, wait—” Mac calls out, but is cut off when I slam Apple Bloom’s bedroom door behind me.
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Applejack was walking home, feeling better about things. Miss Cheerilee had agreed to do what she could to make sure Applebuck wouldn’t feel too uncomfortable whilst attending school. She’d make sure Diamond Tiara didn’t give her too much strife, nor would any of the other fillies and colts, just because the filly looked just like Apple Bloom.
As she turned down the familiar path to the farm, she could sense something was... off. She couldn’t explain it, but there was some kind of tension in the air as she neared the farm.
Curious, she quickened her pace, hurrying up the porch and inside. What she found was Big Mac and Granny Smith sitting in the living room, their heads bowed, their expressions crestfallen.
Applejack’s heart clenched in her chest as she rushed over to her family. “What happened? What’s wrong?” she asked, looking from one to the other.
“It’s Apple... It’s Sam,” the elder mare murmur quietly.
Applejack’s heart tightened further. “Applebuck? What happened? Is she alright? Did she get hurt?”
“In a sense, hurt’s sure the right word Ah’d use,” Granny replied solemnly.
“Why? What’s happened to ’er?!” the orange mare asked, panic seeping into her skin.
“She learned ya’ll wan’ her in school.”
Applejack blinked, before glancing to Big Mac in confusion. “Hwhat?”
“She learned ya plan on sendin’ her t’ school with Bloom. Now she won’t talk t’ any o’ us, save Bloom, an’ even then she’s barely spoken.”
Applejack cocked an eyebrow. “Wait. She’s not talking to ya jus’ cuz Ah’m sending her t’ school? That’s the problem?”
They both nodded solemnly.
“Phew!” she called, her body relaxing, wiping her forehead. “Ya’ll had me worryin’ it was sumthin’ serious, there.” She laughed, but cut herself off when she realized neither pony was joining in. “Uh... did Ah miss sumthin’?”
“She says she ain’t goin’ t’ school,” Granny murmured.
Applejack just chuckled. “Granny, that’s normal fer fillies. None o’ them wanna go back t’ school. If she’s not talking t’ anypony, that’s fine. It’ll pace. Bloom’s always having these little grumps. All fillies and colts do that from time t’ time.”
“But she ain’t a filly.”
Applejack blinked, before turning to her brother. “Huh?”
He looked to her firmly, though the sadness was still there. “She ain’t a real filly, AJ. She’s an adult, stuck in a filly’s body. It ain’t the same as with Bloom.”
Applejack blinked, before her shoulders sagged slightly, along with the rest of her. He was right. Applebuck had told them when she first came to that she was really an adult human stuck in an identical body of the Apples’ youngest member.
She’d been thinking of her like any ordinary filly since going to bed the night before last and had let that dictate how she treated her. Punishing her like she would Bloom, lecturing her as if she was a filly who’d broken a rule...
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then let it out. “Ah’ll go talk to ’er.”
She turned and headed upstairs, stopping and knocking on door to the bedroom the two fillies were sharing.
“Go buck yerself!” Apple Bloom’s voice growled from the other side.
Applejack’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth to tell her little sister off, before she closed it, recognition filling her mind. That was Applebuck who’d spoken.
Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself and pushed the door open. What she found worried her. Apple Bloom was sitting on her bed, looking sadly at her double, who was sitting in the corner of the room, her body tense, shoulders hunched.
Glancing to her little sister, then back to the other yellow filly in the room, Applejack slowly made her way over, before stopping just behind the angry pony.
“Oh, it’s you,” she spat, her voice filled with venom on the third word. “Well, then, what now, huh? Gonna tell me no dessert for a week? That Ah’m grounded until Ah learn t’ behave like a good little filly?” She shot up, whirling around, her eyes narrowed to slit, her mouth pulled back into a snarl that reminded Applejack of a Timber Wolf. “Or how about explaining how ya’ll went behind mah back and put me inta school without even askin’ me first?! Or do Ah not get a choice cuz yer the Elemnt o’ Harmony, not me?!”
Applejack’s eye widened in shock, before narrowing. “Now, see here, little missy; Ah ain’t never thought mahself better or more important than anypony else just cuz Ah’m an Element o’ Harmony.”
The yellow pony’s right eye twitched. “Little missy? LITTLE MISSY?!” Applejack flinched at the sudden volume rise as the filly before her glared at her with hatred the like she’d never seen. “AH’M OLDER THAN YOU, YA SELF-CENTRED BITCH! YA’LL THINK, JUS’ CUZ YER BIGGER THAN ME, YA’LL CAN JUST GO ON AND DO WHATEVER YA WANT WITH ME?! NEWS FLASH, APPLEJACKASS, AH AIN’T SOME FILLY YA’LL CAN ORDER AROUND! AH’LL GO TO SCHOOL ALRIGHT, BUT YA’LL WANNA KNOW WHY? SO I CAN GET AWAY FR’M YOU! AN' DON’T COUNT ON ME COMIN’ BACK AFTER!”
Before the farm mare could really process what was happening, the yellow filly whirled around, reared up and slammed her back hooves into the larger mare’s chest with so much force that she went flying out the door, slammed through a wall, and tumbled several feet.
Applejack winced, taking in a hiss of air as she held her chest. That was way harder than the last time Applebuck got her. She could swear her ribs were even bruised this time round.
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“Applebuck, wait—”
Applejack’s voice is cut off as I storm out of the house the next morning. I don’t want to listen to her.
And I wasn’t lying either. Soon as school ends, I am not returning to Sweet Apple Acres. I don’t care where I go, I’m not going back there. At first I thought it would only be Applejack I couldn’t stand, but no I can’t even look at Big Mac or Granny. Neither of them bothered to try and change Applejack’s mind? Not once?! And they weren’t gonna tell me til when?
The only Apple it seems I can trust is Apple Bloom. As I stomp through Ponyville, Apple Bloom having caught up several minutes after I left and showing me the right way, I grit my teeth, going over places I can stay that won’t have me seeing that stupid orange mare’s muzzle til I can go home already. Screw the jerks that kept trying to hurt me there, I’ll take them over ponies lying and talking behind my back any day. At least I can buck pain into those assholes, being the only Earth Pony on Earth.
As we head towards the school, the hairs on the back on my neck stand on end. It’s a warning I learned my body sense when I’m being watched.
No sooner have I thought this, however, before a cart appears before me, a bright pink pony alone with it.
“Hi there!” Pinkie Pie cries, grinning widely at me. “I’m Pinkie Pie! I just wanted to welcome you to—”
“DON’T FUCKING BOTHER!”
The pink mare freezes in places, as do a lot of nearby ponies, who all turn to me as I glare at the pink mare.
I know Pinkie Pie didn’t do anything wrong and I know I shouldn’t take my anger out on her, but I am in no fucking mood for her happy go lucky antics right now. Maybe when I’m on my own, away from the Apple Family, I’ll indulge her, but right now, the idea of her celebrating what is basically my being taken from my own home and ending up stuck in the care of a family where only one member seems trustworthy anymore, pisses me off to no end.
“But... but, I don’t understand,” Pinkie says, wilting a little.
“Oh, well there’s a big fucking surprise!” I snark, gritting my teeth. “Ya know Pinkie Pie, Ah'd think after what happened with Cranky, ya’d know not everyone wants a welcome party the first moment they meet you!” I snort. “Now, if ya’ll excuse me, Ah got somewhere ta be afore Ah find a new place ta live whilst Ah’m stuck in this world!”
With that, I stomp passed the pink mare as her mane slowly deflates, Apple Bloom’s voice giving assurances, before calling after me.
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“I knew I was right! Your family are all changelings!”
I feel my left ear twitch in irritation, before looking over my shoulder as I stand before Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.
My introduction into school was as loud and confusing as you would expect. The first thing every filly and colt asked upon seeing me was if I or Apple Bloom were changelings. Thankfully, Cheerilee dissuaded the majority of these, I introduced myself until that name I know hate, we went with the stupid cover story of how I’m I distant relative of the Apples and we went from there.
Classes were as annoyingly easy as you’d expect for someone who graduated high school already and hearing the term nerd whispered around (mostly by Diamond fucking Tiara), didn’t help matters.
When Recess finally came around, I joined the crusaders and we talked about our unfair punishments after pranking the school bully.
And now, it seems said school bully wants to shove her hoof into a hornets’ nest.
“Give it a rest, will you, Tiara,” Scootaloo says, looking bored. “You’ve been at this since yesterday. It wasn’t funny then, and sure as hay isn’t funny now.”
“How would you know?” the pink filly retorts, giving Scootaloo a firm, pitying look that makes me want to sock Tiara in the jaw. “You remember what happened to Prince Shining Armour. He was mind controlled to love that bug. How can you be sure you’re not just friends with those country bumpkins because they’ve used their mind control magic on you?”
“Don’t you dare insult mah family like that!” Apple Bloom shouts, getting up and cutting herself on a thumbtack that was lying in the grass. She winces, pulling back, a tiny trickle of blood flowing from where she pricked herself.
There’s silence for several moments, before Tiara whirls on me, shoving her hoof in my direction. “See? I told you! Not only was I right that I didn’t imagine seeing two of that Blank Flank at the farm, but she’s a changeling!”
“What?” I snarl, getting up and glaring. “An’ what evidence do ya have t’ prove it!”
“Her blood’s red!” Tiara shouts, pointing at Bloom as Sweetie Belle and Twist are tending to her cut. “Changelings have green blood, and since she has red blood, that makes you the changeling! That’s my evidence! Wanna prove me wrong? Show us! Prove you’re not a monster!”
Prove you’re not a monster!
The world goes white.
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Tiara smirked after her last words seemed to hit it to the changeling that it had been caught as its eyes shrunk to pinpricks.
Suddenly, the changeling narrowed its eyes, causing them all to flinch. But, instead of charging at them, or dropping its disguise, it turned and walked over towards the most broken of the playground equipment that had been damaged during Princess Twilight’s battle with Tirek.
She frowned, wondering what the changeling was doing, until it bit down on a large splinter of wood and yank it, before glaring at Tiara. “Ya wan’ p’oof Ah ain’ a ’hanghin,” it said through the wood in its mouth, turning its head and holding out its left foreleg. “Then Ah’WW SHOW HOO!”
With that it thrust the wooden spike right into its leg, causing a burst of... red to burst forth.
All was silent for several moments as the yellow filly before them stood, tossing her head back and letting go of the wood after yanking it out from where she'd thrust it into her foreleg, her red blood drooling down from the large gash she’d made in her leg as she glared daggers at Tiara as tears started dripping from her eyes.
“What was that ya’ll said?” she hissed, thrusting her bleeding foreleg forward, causing blood to spatter outward, hitting the ground just before the group of mortified fillies and colts. “Ah’m a changeling cuz Ah got green blood, huh? Well, Ah must be colour-blind then!”
With that, she turned and stomped off, heading away from the school all together, a trail of blood following in her wake as her wound kept seeping the red liquid
I do not know how i feel about how this came out. After everything, i've just been struggling where to go and how to handle Sam's emotions, and this was the best i could come up with.
Next chapter, Sam is missing and everyone is trying to find her, whilst Apple Bloom is taken by Fluttershy to the hospital.
Don't really have much more to say right now. I think after this chapter, i might try writing a few other stories again, including my Raven story and maybe even try getting a new chapter for Accidental Soulmates out, though don't hold me on that second one.
Well, til next time, later everypony
Really hope people don't think this chapter sucks as much as i do
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He's handling it better than I would. At this point is the story I would of have attacked more ponies and probably taken my chances in the everfree to live in the castle of the two sisters surrounding myself in solitude.
There's only so much you can take. Gender swap, species swap, attempts on your life, trapped someplace foren away from your family, 40 some odd years of life ignored like your a little girl.... Frankly I'm surprised no one Ben hospitalized yet.
I was going to say that a small cut is no problem to Apple Bloom and nothing to worry about.
Then I remembered the possibility of having a small cut can bring a big infection in your body.
Wow, man. Just....wow.
First of all...THANK YOU!! Thank you SO MUCH for FINALLY having Sam unload ALL the pent up frustrations he must've been holding in since his arrival. And even better, he called out Applejack for all the dumb mistakes she's made. Though truth be told, I had to reread the chapter to better understand why he chose to go to school anyway. Then he tells off Pinkie in the most DIRECT way I've ever read in a story. I have to admit a part of me believes he might offer a partial apology to her later (for yelling at her, not for how he feels about her antics). At the school, I really thought Sam was going to unload on DT, but he did instead....that actually gave me chills.
REALLY looking forward to what happens next! Also, another "Thank you" for having Applejack address Cheerilee about the Gabby Gums incident.
Well....WHY THE FUCK DO I GET FEELINGS OF BLOODLUST READING THIS?! now thats out of my system......I have nothing to say apart from:
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7236391 he was over twenty, not forty. he wasn't even 30 when he changed into a Bloom's double
Well, he snapped. And it was really overdue, all this stress without any way to vent...
7236486 woops. Darn phone so many typos but as said just right age
there's a word for that; it's called Blackmail.
So... now it seems that Applebuck is something of a powder keg.
Nice job, Applejack.
7236450 Don't shit on the cut, you'll be fine
7236621 boom
I love this story it is exultantly righten and is vary believable.
and I know apple jack is a total ass but you would thing she has learned to stay out of bucking range. and no I do not really like AJ she comes of as being way to much of a snob for me taste.
my question is way is diamond tiara not playing air plan with hoof marks on her ass?
Well, holy shit.
There's a dark aura flowing around Sam like nobody's business and it seems like no one can pierce through it.
I get that Sam's been through a lot, but holy shit.
What? This chapter was so loaded with emotions and my heart is now pounding in my chest. My hands are even shaking a little because I can relate to Sam. I'm the silent and calm guy who can blow up spectacularly when someone crosses the line. This chapter struck a chord withing me and I can't wait for the next chapter.
Aw, I was expecting him to blast DT's teeth out...
I don't know about this chapter honestly, I get why Sam's furious at pretty much the world right now but at the same time he needs to give Applejack a chance. As much as she's going the wrong way about it, she does want to help in her own way.
7236621 Yes, because it's entirely Applejack's fault that Sam is acting like a spoiled little twat, wanting to be treated as an adult while acting more like a child then any of the actual children. Plus he yelled at Pinkie Pie for absolutely no reason beyond the fact he wanted someone to take it all out on, so my sympathy for his plight is dwindling rapidly at this point. I'm not saying Applejack hasn't screwed up, though, because she obviously has, but you can't lay everything that's gone wrong on her shoulders.
7237209 That's true, i suppose. After everything that Sam's been through, without any way to let off some steam at least, he/she must feel terribly frustrated with everything, fed up to the back teeth, you might say. The school bit was just the last straw, i guess.
7237469
Just because you're having a hard time, or are frustrated about your situation doesn't mean you get to lash out at the world. When your boss is giving you a raw deal, you grit your teeth, think murderous thoughts, do the work, or go hungry.
That's what it means to be an adult, to be a man.
Sam just decided to throw a tantrum instead of talk about it, or just not go to school.
Honestly I can't understand why Bloom still wants to hang around him when his every other interaction is to kick her sister through a wall, that's the least understandable thing about this chapter.
Can't wait for next chapter when he ends up in a hospital because when lil edgelord gets angry he likes to stab himself, with wood.
7237469 Yeah, considering Same just mutilated himself I'd say you're right.
7238023 Well, imagine if you were transformed into a child, taken from your home, often mistaken for someone else, given guff by those you thought you could trust, forced into an unfavourable situation against your will, and called out for being a monster on top of all that, while those child-type hormones are conflicting with your adult mind... yeah, i could understand him/her being a little ticked. Am i defending what Sam did? No. It was wrong, yeah, but understandable. by that time e/she's pent up and ready to explode at the nearest target (which happened to be Pinkie Pie and Diamond Tiara.)
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Why is he pent up though? It isn't like he doesn't vent at every opportunity.
Or is kicking someone who had nothing to do with your current situation through a fucking wall twice, not enough to cool down enough to not curse out someone who has even less to do with your situation.
Because the DT thing is kind of understandable, but at the same time in a universe with mind controlling shapeshifters her accusations weren't unfounded.
Plus, you know, kids being stupid.
Also there is no child hormones at work, children don't have hormones just a bunch of extra energy.
Besides the biggest immersion breaker was and still is Bloom's complicity in Sam punting her sister.
Is Bloom scared, or is she just a shitty sister?
Welp, the snap had to come eventually.
And now for the blood loss fuzzies and possible hallucinations unless something is done about it quickly.
But hey, maybe they can blame that on Diamond now, considering the way she was pushing. And in front of witnesses too.
Calming down will take a while.
Like so many people (myself included) Applejack assumed too much.
Assumptions are dangerous and make an Ass out of you and me.
Should there be a line break here? This shows has time passed as they explained the problem to Rainbow Dash.
Can we get a better explanation of Apple bucks wound? The way I read it, at first I thought he impaled a 1 foot spike through his leg. But he can't be that crazy, that wouldn't be believable. I could more understand a large cut (covering about a quarter of his leg) than I could him stabbing himself.
I'm not surprised Sam finally had a breakdown. First he lost his body and gender, became a target for nutjobs, with no way to fix things. But he at least still had his family and friends as a support structure.
Then someone, apparently Celestia, yanked him into Equestria without any warning or explanation. Sam lost his support structure and got thrown into the deep end in a strange world, with no certainty of return. What's worrying about Celestia's actions is that the most likely scenario for her to act so hastily would be an immediate threat to Sam, so what does that imply for those still back on Earth?
In Equestria, Sam basically ended up with just two things left. His name and his dignity as an adult. And the Apples, completely with the best of intentions tried to take those away too. An explosion isn't surprising, nor is poor judgement really.
Still, I'm wondering how much of Sam's somewhat childish reaction is due to mistakes, and how much down to actual biology. The part of the human brain responsible for risk-taking and judgements isn't thought to finish developing until the twenties. Ponies might not develop at the same rate but judging by the Cutie Mark Crusaders, it's safe to say preadolescent fillies aren't exactly great at risk assesment and decision-making. It's like Sam-OS is now running on a different set of brain hardware, one which, when compared to his human body, isn't working quite right, because it isn't grown up yet. Hence childish decisions, not because he's a stressed-out idiot, but simply because the new pony brain isn't working the same way as his old one.
The situation might be comparible to that of a stroke victim too. The brain is damaged, but the victim can't perceive that their judgement has been messed up or that they're acting differently to before the stroke. In Sam's case the problem may be that he's in a child's brain rather than an adult one, but it's still a case of the current think-meat not working as well as the old one, without him realizing he's impaired in some ways.
"If made confirming my story"
* It made confirming my story
"Before the farm mare could really process what was happening, the yellow filly whirled around, reared up and slammed her back hooves into the larger mare’s chest with so much force, she went flying out the door, slamming through the walls, before dropping to the ground and tumbling several feet, til she finally stopped."
* You kind of change tenses after you fly through the door, and it messes up the rest of the sentence. Something like "with so much force that she went flying out the door, slammed through a wall, and tumbled several feet." works better, takes fewer words, and cuts out some redundant fluff, including "til" (which should have an apostrophe like any other shortened word).
7241856 Interesting theory. Actually explains a lot about his mood swings. As programmer i can say the idea behind theory is true and is the main part of neural networks.
Idea is that if we take two neural networks (in this case Sam's brain and Apple bloom's) and give them one and the same input data (situation around Sam) on output we'll get two different results (Sam's reaction and Apple bloom's). Basically Sam now reacts like Bloom would react if she was in his place. Since he doesn't understand that the change to Bloom body changed brain too, he doesn't reevaluates his decisions on the fact would I REALLY done what about to do before the change?
Actually Neural network that can evaluate itself and detect changes based on experience and outside intrusion is a primitive ArtIn.
ArtIn -- Artificial Intelligence. Don't confuse with ArtId which stands for Artificial Idiot. Thats why I by the way don't use AI. It can mean former or latter.
Youd think he mightve been a bit more in awe, but with whats all happened lately, things are looking bad for all involved.
I gulp, before glancing at Big Mac, begging him for some help, but he looks as stun as I do.
“Er...” I say, my brain deciding now to go completely blank when my ability to think on the fly, one I relied on so much back in high school, could really come in handy right now. “Ah, er... um...”
As I stammer, I can’t help getting anxious as I see the look in Dash’s eyes change. She’s becoming suspicious. Crap, crap, crap!
What could she be thinking that’s keeping so quiet that— wait, what?
Just the first 6 or 7 seconds of this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Dc-W6TZCfEE
I stop and stare at her, wide-eyed. ---)"Really? Jus’ like that?”
A frown creases my brow. “Mac, Ah’m not going t’ school here, right?”
For several moments he sits there, doing his best to look anywhere but at me. He starts fidgeting, his lips curling in a bit, a sign I know from Applejack means the truth is being hidden. Seems all the Apple Family have that tick.
TAKE A HINT!!!
I turn towards the stairs, looking coldly at them over my shoulder. “An’ ya’ll can tell Applejack that if she thinks Ah’m just gonna do this, she’s got another fucking thing commin’!”
Applejack blinked, before glancing to Big Mac in confusion. “Hwhat?”
I don't think you spelled "what" right!
“Hi there!” Pinkie Pie cries, grinning widely at me. “I’m Pinkie Pie! I just wanted to welcome you to—”
I was wondering when she was going to show up!
I think I got where to go with this story make the apples realize Sam really needs serious help and they take him to a therapist. Or possibly rainbow since Sam was okay with her when they pumped into each other.
... ... I'm going to be generous and assume that she's behaving so immaturely because children have a lot of hormonal nonsense and brain development going on, and that means even if the software of Sam is 23, the hardware's still immature.
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Oh my god, that got dark.
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yeah...no F
K that.
That, and EVERYONE has their Braking Point, and I myself would be beyond rage, if I had to go back to year, what.. 4-5? After going though College..
She did it.
Yeah, they really should have expected this reaction
No offense but that ending was a little dramatic and Cheerilee doesn’t even see and try to help her
try not to cut yourself on all that edge there
Holy shit Sam, you're hardcore! I mean, I don't approve the methods, but Jesus Christ, I love it!
MC needs to cool off. Going back to school wouldn’t be so bad. The not treating MC like an adult should be addressed, but that can be done by talking. Where’s Twilight?