Deleted Scenes in the Garden
Genesis Chapter 3, Verse 5.2 through 5.9
“I’ve got a question.” Adam sat with his back leaned up against the tree and regarded the garden spreading around as far as the eye could see, with every possible kind of animal and plant which God had placed there. It was the perfect place for Man, but something still seemed to be bothering him.
“Now there you go again,” said Pony, who was curled up at his feet against the same tree. “Last time you asked me a question, you came back missing a rib. Now hush up and keep scritching.”
After returning to his long-delayed scratching of Pony’s ears, Adam let out a sigh. “Really, I’ve got an important question this time. Besides, the last time I asked you a question, it worked out just fine.”
“No ear scritching for a whole week ain’t what I call fine,” groused Pony. “A little higher there. A little more. Yeah, right there.” Pony gave a long sigh and settled down. “Ah suppose, if’n it’s bothering you an’ it’s somethin’ I can help with, I could give you an answer. Jus’ as long as you ain’t lookin’ for no more helpmates. One of them oughta be enough, what with all the hubbub and carryin’ on you two did all last week. Sent poor Unicorn into a tizzy, all gasping for breath and wavin’ a hoof in front of her face every time the two of you went off…”
The tempo of scratching picked up as Adam cleared his throat. “I’m really not sure what happened either, Pony. Eve and I were just talking to each other down by the grove, and one thing led to another—”
“And another, and another,” said Pony with a satisfied grunt at the accelerated tempo of the ear scratching. “Thought you two would never quit.”
“Today is a day of rest,” said Adam. “God said so.”
“Thank God,” said Pony. She opened one eye and regarded the sleeping Eve a short distance away. “Ah suppose tomorrow you two will start up all over again.”
“I asked God about that, and he said to go ahead and take two days for resting.” Adam began scratching further down Pony’s neck as she leaned forward and twisted her head to expose more scritching spots. “He said it would be called a ‘Weekend,’ and it would give me… I mean us more time to appreciate his work.”
“Sounds a little lazy to me.” Pony arched her neck so Adam could go from scratching to neck-rubbing on some of the harder knots under her mane. “Sun up to sundown, working all the time is the way to really live life. All this layin’ around is just wasting time, but if’n He says so, ah’ll agree.” Pony opened one eye and regarded Adam. “Didn’t you say you had a question?”
The neck-rubbing hesitated for a moment before continuing. “It isn’t really important.”
“It must be or you wouldn’t have brought it up,” said Pony, closing her eyes. “A little further down.”
After shifting his neck massage down a bit, Adam rubbed for a while before asking, “What if this is wrong?”
“Did God say it was wrong?” asked Pony without opening her eyes.
“No,” said Adam.
“Then it’s fine.” Pony looked up with a frown. “Have you been talkin’ with Serpent again?”
“Well…” Adam looked off into the distance.
Pony huffed in indignation. “What did I tell you about him? He’s a low-down snake-in-the-grass who don’t think nuttin’ of just popping up when you just get a mouthful of grazing and laughin’ while you’re choking. Anything he’s been fillin’ your ears with ain’t got nuttin’ good about it.”
“He got me thinking about—”
“There you go a thinkin’ again.” Pony huffed and blew a tuft of mane back from her eyes. “God put you here and gave you all of us critters to look over, an’ we have you to watch over us, an’ the only rule he gave you was?”
“Don’t eat from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil.” Adam sighed.
“If that weren’t good enough for you,” huffed Pony, “you went an’ complained to God that you ain’t got nobody like you around. Ah’m just glad he took a rib to make her instead of anything inside your head, because you ain’t got much in there to spare, from what I can tell.”
Pony lifted her head up enough to take a look at Eve, who was still sleeping nearby. “Admittedly, she’s a cutie. Ain’t that enough for you?”
“I thought so.” Adam buried his head in his hands. “There’s so much out there.”
“Yup. And God gave it all to you. Except one lousy tree.” Pony kicked backwards with one hoof into the trunk of the tree they were against and caught the fruit that fell down afterwards. “What’s so good about that fruit way over there when you’ve got all these fruits here to pick from. Now look at this. God said this here tree is just fine. Can’t you be satisfied with this?”
“I was.” Adam looked across the garden at the distant tree until a second equine form delicately picked her way out of the nearby bushes and regarded the two of them with a dry look.
“Good morning, Adam. Pony. So nice to see the two of you enjoying this beautiful day.” The elegant unicorn gave a long look at the sleeping form of Eve and a brief sniff. “I see you and your ‘helpmate’ have decided to take a break from your activities as of late. Nearly every grove and meadow I used to frolic and gambol in has been smeared with sweat.” Unicorn sniffed again, holding up a hoof for closer inspection as if it had been befouled by something she had stepped in.
“Good morning, Unicorn.” Adam ran his fingers through Eve’s hair, making the woman stir in her sleep and curl her arm around his leg. “I haven’t seen you around here recently.”
“You mean since she arrived,” said Unicorn with her regular sniff at the sleeping woman. “She has no sense of propriety.”
“Just because she tried to braid your tail.” Adam tried to conceal a smile but failed. “With flowers.”
“I am a wild creature of the forest. I do not do braided tails.” Unicorn sniffed again. “I do hope I was not interrupting anything.”
“Jus’ a good ear scritching.” Pony shifted positions and yawned. “God said it’s a day of rest, after all.”
“What if ear scratching is work?” said Adam with a frown. “What if it is wrong, and I just don’t know.”
Unicorn eyed Pony with a raised eyebrow. “Darling, has he been talking to Serpent again?”
“Yup.”
After yet another sniff, Unicorn pranced up to Adam and looked him straight in the eyes. “Dear Adam, ear scratching is most certainly not wrong. God only gave you one command, didn’t he? Don’t eat from—”
“— the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil,” completed Adam. “Yes, I know.”
“Good.” Unicorn leaned closer and flicked an ear. “I believe I heard something about ear scratches?”
Since he had been gifted with two hands, Adam used one each on Pony and Unicorn, and the only thing that could be heard for a while was the satisfied equine grunting of proper ear scratching. That is, until he said, “But—”
“No buts,” said Pony with a huff.
“Most certainly not,” agreed Unicorn.
“But what if the tree is just a test?” asked Adam. “What if God really wants me to explore my potential and push back the boundaries of my existence? I mean, there are so many things out there I’ve never seen or touched.”
“There has been quite enough touching between you two for one week,” said Unicorn with a sniff. “As for seeing, what could you possibly not have seen yet? I know I’ve seen some things I really don’t want to see again,” she added, taking a glance at where Eve was still sleeping.
“Well, what about the sun, for example,” said Adam, pointing into the sky. “What is it, what is it made out of, why is it so bright, why do we squint when we look at it?”
“All perfectly good questions you can ask God the next time he’s walking you in the garden,” said Unicorn. “It shall make a delightful conversation, and you can tell us all about it when you return.”
“How do I know if what God tells me is right, though?”
Both Unicorn and Pony stared at Adam.
“You don’t…” Pony managed to say before trailing off in disbelief.
“You can’t mean,” said Unicorn, forgetting to sniff for a change, “that you think God would… I can’t say it. It’s unthinkable.”
“That He’d tell you somethin’ that ain’t true?” said Pony in a near-whisper.
“It’s…” Adam stopped with one hand held in front of him as if he were trying to grasp something that did not exist. “What if the tree isn’t bad?” he said in one quick burst of words. “What if by eating it, we were to really understand what is really good and evil, just like God can?”
Unicorn stood up abruptly and threw her mane back over her shoulder. “Well, I never. I refuse to sit here and listen to this foolishness. First her and now you’re willing to believe Serpent over God. Humph!” Lifting her nose up to the point where she could not possibly see where she was going, Unicorn pranced right out of the clearing and away into the bushes until she vanished from sight, with only the sound of one distant sniff echoing back to tell where she had gone.
“Now you done did it,” said Pony. “She’s gonna go off and be all snooty somewhere in the deep forest. We’ll be lucky if’n we see her again sometime next year, or even longer if she’s really ticked off.”
“It’s important,” said Adam with a determined set to his square jaw. “Eve and I talked about it all yesterday. Well, part of yesterday.” Eve stirred on the thick green grass and let out a sigh in her sleep, and Adam coughed quietly. “ A small part.”
“Right.” Pony eyed the two humans and let out a long sigh. “Ah swear you two is the most stubborn of anything God made, and that includes Unicorns.”
“But God made us that way, so it must be good,” said Adam quickly. “Just like he made Aardvark with that weird long nose, and…” He trailed off and waved his hands. “That funny-looking thing, kinda like a duck and a beaver.”
“Platypus,” said Pony. “You should know, you named him. Or her.”
“They all blurred together after a while,” admitted Adam. “Everything He made is good, because good cannot create evil, right?”
“Depends,” said Pony suspiciously, looking for the logical trap.
“So the Tree must be good too, since He made it,” said Adam.
“Maybe He made it that way, I don’t know,” huffed Pony. “Ask Him the next time he takes you for a walk.”
“You know what He’ll say,” said Adam. “Just the same as when He created us. Don’t eat from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. And we intend on finding out what it tastes like.”
“Now wait just a minute,” said Pony, scrambling to her hooves. “What do you mean, ‘we’ intend on it? Don’t you go draggin’ Eve into this.”
“She… suggested it,” said Adam. “After we talked to Serpent.”
Pony snorted. “You ain’t askin’ me for my advice, ‘cause you two already made up your fool minds. What you’re lookin’ for is an excuse, and I ain’t givin’ it to you.”
“No I’m not,” said Adam, waving his hands as he uttered the unthinkable falsehood. “I mean… So what if I am?”
“It’s stupid, that’s what it is.” Pony waved a hoof all across the beautiful garden around them, shimmering in the warm morning sunlight. “You’re gonna throw away everything God gave you, this garden, your life, and a helpmate, just for a stupid fruit? If you’re hungry, try some of these.” Pony kicked at the trunk of the tree they were leaning against and a half-dozen or so ripe fruit fell all around them. “Here, eat up. You don’t like this, there’s some cherry trees over yonder, and some peaches on the back side of this here hill.” Pony took a big bite and chewed while watching suspiciously as Adam woke Eve up and whispered to her. After a brief conversation, the two humans stood up and began to walk away without another word to Pony.
“It ain’t gonna do me no good to tell you if y’all are gonna disobey God, but I’m gonna tell you anyway,” snapped Pony. “You eat from that tree, and I ain’t gonna talk to you ever again, you hear me? I’ll be the most cantankerous critter in this here garden, a bitin’ and a nippin’ at you whenever you’re around. Serve you right if God goes and kicks you right on outta here, too! Idjits.”
Pony settled down at the base of the tree and finished eating the fruit she had kicked down. Otherwise, it would have just been wasted, and God would not like that. Even if Adam and Eve were going to go disobey his will, He was going to see Pony had obeyed his commands. “This wouldn’t have happened if’n He had put ponies in charge of the garden,” grumbled Pony. “But ah suppose He had his reasons.”
“Are they gone?” asked Unicorn, coming out from concealment and picking up one of the fallen fruits for a morning snack. One of the smaller fruit, more suited for her slim figure.
“Yeah,” grumbled Pony. “They’re off to that fool tree what they was warned about to no end.” She took the last bite out of her apple and picked up another one from the ground.
“They did seem to be rather foolish creatures,” said Unicorn, delicately eating around the apple core. “A shame, really. They just could not stay away from that other tree.”
“Pears,” scoffed Pony, holding the apple in one hoof. “Ain’t nuttin’ good ever come of no pear tree.”
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Hey, eleventh place in the Writeoff.me site is not that bad. And it’s the second time I’ve placed there too.
Yes, this is my story. When the prompt ‘Forbidden Knowledge’ was announced, there was only one possible direction to travel. Admittedly, the plot was somewhat straightforward and the end results foreordained, but the Tree of Knowledge was the original Forbidden Knowledge, and I had to cover it.
Pony is of course Applejack, or Orangefruit as Morning Sun put it so well, and Rarity channels her very ancient Unicorn ancestors here. There are unicorns mentioned in the Bible, but generally they are considered to be rhinos of some sort by modern scholars. Pegasi, no. Sorry Rainbow Dash fans.
I cut down to the bone here, since this is a Morality Play, or possibly a Parable, and descriptions in that format are almost skeletal. Example: A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering his seed, some fell along the path and the birds came and ate it up…
Note the farmer, the seeds and the birds are all unadorned. We never know what kind of birds they are, or if the farmer is married, or even what is being planted. Just farmer, seeds, birds.
I went back and forth on the dialogue a few times before bringing in Rarity Unicorn in order to balance things out. One of the prime rules of storytelling in this way is to minimize the number of characters, but I needed the differing POV to show the animals all were united in their trust of God (except for Serpent, that snake in the grass) and to provide a sounding board for Pony. Eve intentionally did not have any lines because she would only be duplicating Adam’s dialogue, and I wanted to show him arguing his point on his own.
His point being “What if…” and in particular “What if God was wrong?” Adam as shown here is very much Mankind, constantly striving for more, from getting a helpmate to contemplating alternate explanations of events that Serpent told him. In a way, he’s right. Mankind yearns for explanations they want to discover themselves, they want to struggle against adversity and imagine things the way they could be instead of the way they are. We are Rikki-tikki-tavi and our motto is “Run and find out.”
Even if we wind up eating from the pear tree and getting kicked out of the garden.
In a deeper sense, Ponies are unlike Mankind because they are not marked by Original Sin. They have followed God’s command, so they do not need a savior, they do not need redemption, and they most certainly go straight to the Heavenly Pastures when they pass away. This is something almost untouched by ponyfic in the EiH stories, and probably for good reason, because there are quite a few young people who react to Christian religion much like Dracula regards the cross. Instant downvotes there. Still, it would be a *major* point of discussion among the churches. Imagine if aliens land at the UN building, greet the assorted diplomats, and their first words are “Have you heard the word of Jesus Christ?”
I have this mental image of a Catholic family at home when there is a knock at the door and two ponies in starched ties outside.
“My name is Bright Starshine and we are in your neighborhood discussing the Word of Luna with you and your neighbors…”
Brings a whole new meaning to Moonies.
7190916 Really? What was the previous story?
That's why ponies don't have to wear clothes, too.
And I prefer the "Summer Lands," rather than the Heavenly Pastures.
I was smiling throughout this fic. Then...
And that's when I woke my napping roomies! Never did like pears myself... Despite my various grade-school teachers' attempts to sway me otherwise.
Definitely a worthy Writeoff finalist, and good seeing it here.
Was in the middle of reading one of Adam's dialogue segments and a stray thought popped up: "So that's why Twilight is so afraid of Snakes"
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One thing to note. The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil was not an apple tree, nor was it a tree we would recognize, and it does not exist outside of the Garden of Eden (the same holds true for The Tree of Life). The only reason for the association with apples is that there was a time where the word for apple was used to describe any generic fruit. Lazy linguistics... *grumble grumble*
7190939 All of my... well, most of my writeoff stories which did not get standalone treatment can be found in the compilation, Written Off. Which reminds me, I need to get my Heralds of Valdemar short in there. Magical talking horsies count, right?
I'll just leave this here as a counter to this slander.
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I am amused.
Nice! Have a like and a fav!
Tho I admit I was expecting the serpent to make a direct appearance in the form of Discord.
I agree it's something untouched by most stories of this sort, I can't help but notice that Equestria, on some level, kinda _is_ heaven in many ways.
Between unicorns, with their magic, and Pegasi with their manipulation of the weather and earth ponies with their ability to make things grow, they're not unlike gods like Zeus or whatever.
Related: I can't remember the fic but I remember the human having an averse reaction to Celestia's divinity, and it made me wonder if the author wasn't trying to imply that ponies were 'more divine' than humans could ever be, having never fallen.
7191114 I have finally found a god worth worshiping.
Good stuff.
One thing, though; most stories that treat the Judeo-Christian God seriously usually capitalize 'his', 'him', 'he' and whatever others like that. Very optional, of course.
I just shake my head and how silly the humans where in this story. Have an upvote.
And this is why ponies don't wear clothes. It is all clear to me now.
Ah, humans. Even if we don't have knowledge of good and evil, that doesn't mean we can't speculate about it. And I can't help but imagine Serpent with red-on-yellow eyes, one fang, and the voice of John de Lancie.
A very enjoyable read. A shame I wasn't able to join in the Writeoff this month if something this good only got eleventh.
7191321
I think this is the one you mean.
The Memoirs Of A Reality Jumper
by Techogre
Chapter "To Meet a Goddess"
Golden
Have a like!
I accidentally inhaled my chili when you said pears...
And then about died as I tried to cough, but couldn't stop laughing!
Also...
The metric displacement of the 318c.i. and 360c.i. Chrysler V-8 engines.
I found this story very entertaining. When I clicked, I was afraid it would be a story that pokes fun at my faith. I am pleased it didn't. I am also pleased I decided to click.
Yep. This was one of my favorites/
Lo, I beheld the ear scratches and saw that they were good.
Ah, NOW that makes whole sense.
7191038 "Malum" if I remember right.
And I'm an atheist, and I like stories (or I wouldn't be here), and I don't mind pony-fics that do lore-building with biblical lore.
I just downvote when it's like this one fic that got featured on EQD, where the plot was that a christian pony theocracy self-developed on Equestria because of course they have the Bible, so they send their ambassadors to Canterlot in a fucking UFO because of course a theocracy is going to have vastly advanced tehcnology (coughiraniraqnorthkoreaafphganistan), and these 'ambassadors' start calling Celestia a puppet of Satan the moment they got off their spaceship, and Celestia rapes Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy converts just after hearing about Jesus like it's a goddamned Chic Tract.
I didn't follow EDQ recommendations as much anymore after that.
Or it's the ironically named 'Reality Check' latest Reganite/Ayn Randian absolutist post. Meanwhile, that self-proclaimed master of economics and Knower of How Money Should Be Spent e-begged for a handout to cover his $1.7K electricity bill...
Sign me up.
Also, did I read Adam being likened to a dog, what with being taken on walks? If so, is there a pun/play on words lurking in there somewhere?
7199021 Ah, The Prayer Ponies. Its a spinoff of a series called the Prayer Warriors, like where they go to the Percy Jackson Universe, where Percy, his evil "whore" Annabeth, and the evil gods are joining up with Satan to ensare all humanity in evil. As a Christian, I am offended at the stupid assholes in my faith
7201872 You know, there are stories which I find out about in these little comments that make me run right to Google and search them down, or if they are commercial works, to hit the library website and ensure a copy is available to be checked out.
This is not one of them. Not even close.
7201891 I laugh at how unbelievably bad these stories are. They are actually serious in the stories. Because they murder or maim their own members in the fics for going against them.
Our heroes, fillies and gentlecolts
I have mixed feelings about this for I study under Jehovah's Witnesses...
A smart attempt to involve ponies (somehow) into everything that was written in history.
But I do not buy this.
AJ was funny with her accent, that's about it.
Apples are better than pears.
7202453 "...A smart attempt to involve ponies (somehow) into everything that was written in history...."
Hm, Ponies Through History. It has potential.
Applejack looked out into the building storm and the overweight politician who was standing in the drizzle while holding a kite string. The other end of the string extended up into the clouds and tugged back and forth as the wind blew, with Benjamin Franklin being tugged along with it.
"Ben!" she bellowed. "You untie Rainbow Dash from that string and come inside afore lightning strikes both of you durned fools stone dead!"
7202490 Aw man, I thought Adam's sins were contagious.
7201872 "Lord: I pray in desperation! Turn the water of my body into wine, for verily: my BAC ain't high enough for this shit!"
7202639 Trust me, ya'll need it. I barely got two pages in, before mentally flipping the story the bird, and praying to God to forgive my sins for the day
"He said I could trusssst in him..."
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Pony
"God-dammit, Disney. Here too?"
God: THOU HAST USED MY NAME IN VAIN, PONY!! HENCEFORTH THOU SHALT BE NAUGHT BUT IN THE BACKGROUND!!!
Pony: Well dang...
Pony sighs, "Sugarcube, by that line o' reasonin', if God dun told ya'll not ta take a Glock and blow yer brains out, that's mean he'd want ya'll ter do it. Though, considerin' what that weird guy Alondro jess told me about the future... maybe ya'll should try that. Like, right now."
Women are always easily tempted by large snakes...
Hey! I happen to have always loved pears! (Case in point...)
7202490 It is a part of secret history that Ben Franklin was the first Electro.
7201872 That... that actually manages to sound worse than "50 Shades of Grey"...
Clearly, the Apocalypse is upon us.
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Eh... oh... well shit.
7199021 I am the actual super-Reaganite and master of economics and Xanatos Speed Chess conspiracies!
No matter what happens... I win.
7191968 Satan = Discord!
If you take out the D, I, C, O, R, and the other D... then put the S in front and add A, T, A, and N... it spells SATAN!!
And if that's not enough proof for you, just look at how you can rearrange Discord into Mephistopheles!
7191908 The ponies who wear clothes clearly have sinned.
Rarity must be a mass murdering despot!
7190916
More likely, aurochs, a type of wild cattle which, on some old seals, where seen in side-profile which had them appear to possess only one horn. They divide the hoof and have a tufted tail, and were notably fierce and untamable, thus they fit the oldest versions.
It is also possible the verses referenced both rhinos and aurochs alternatively.
The familiar unicorn of Western myth is a Medieval development.
Closer to a truly ancient mythical 'unicorn' are several single-horned versions of the 'quillin' in China and Korea, which was modified after Zheng He brought a pair of giraffes to the Ming Emperor of China who believed it was indeed the mythical beast. They were most often very peaceful and magical or divine creatures who were herbivores and protected the righteous from evil.
I always figured that in a biblical sense it would have been an Apple Earth Pony who had eaten the fruit of knowledge of good and evil (usually seen as an apple) and that it accounted for their stubborn moral nature as a family -- a compulsive sense of right and wrong.
7202490
I know I'd read it.
Ain't that the truth.
Awesome!
I never thought that the Adam and Eve story could fit so well with ponies, yet somehow you made it work. Very well written. The characterization of the 2 ponies was well selected, and overall it was adorable. Though, the absence of a pegasus character irks me slightly.
7870807 Pegasus has his own story with divine beings in There Goes The Neighborhood (plug, plug)
I like it.
7191968 Watch for Serpent in the story, Equestria : 1940. It's a bit part, but it pays union scale so she took it.
Very fun. This has rather remarkable theological implications actually. And if ponies were never kicked out, did they ever leave anyway? Maybe to befriend those idiot humans even if they should have known better?