Fluttershy's fangs never went away. Her regression to the ways of Vampire Fruit Bat-pony-ism were inevitable. And, sadly, there didn't seem to be many ways to cure Fluttershy of that problem for good. Only one ridiculous and possibly awful method seemed valid: by introducing Fluttershy to something both apple-related and traumatizing, the Vampire Fruit Bat part of her might shut itself down forever.

Only Applejack can think of one possible solution to this problem, and the solution isn't pretty. In fact, it's about the un-prettiest thing possible.

Don't click the spoiler text if you don't want to ruin the joke and feel like going in blind, but obligatory warning: this story contains (implied) crapping on one of your friends to treat a supernatural illness.

If this also sounds like a joke, it is it is my tribute to The greatest thing Present Perfect has ever written. And by "tribute," I mean "Parody/hopefully the start of the Fibrous Nuggets-verse." For what it's worth, I think he liked it.

This story was written out of love okay

Wanderer D helped me with everything on this please go follow him and stuff he's a bro