Rarity's Colt: A New Life

by Mocha Star

Planning to Leave, part 2

Several moments later, Snickers turned and saw Sugarcube Corner. He smiled. He was pleased to believe that Pinkie Pie, at least, had no part in the deception. With Laxxie behind him, watching for threats, Snickers walked into the bakery and was nearly muzzle to muzzle with Pinkie. Pinkie, standing at the doorway, grinned at him in the way he hated.

Snickers screamed and staggered back, bumping into Laxxie who fell with a yelp under him. “Damn it, Pinkie! What did I tell you about doing that?! You fucking fucked my heart with that one, again… and those fucking eyes,” Snickers grumbled after shouting. Foals cried farther into the bakery, but Pinkie’s open mouthed stare matched the rest of the patrons.

“Well?” Snickers asked. “Is anyone gonna shove a teat in that foal’s muzzle? I wanna get something sweet, can’t do that with you staring at me.” Snickers got up and walked past Pinkie while Laxxie walked around her, knowing the mare to be safe; if not confounding to the spirit’s understanding of realities.

Pinkie stepped aside and let Snickers in, then cringed at the preschool aged foals having a birthday party. There were three adult mares and a stallion glaring daggers at Snickers as he looked at them then became relaxed and shrugged. “My bad, won’t happen again. Nice herd you have, sir. Hey, I like your mane, miss. Wow! Those are some huge teats; guess who’s coming to dinner, huh?”

The last mare gasped and turned to face Snickers, blushing with her scowl as Snickers passed her. “You’re as awful as ever, you little punk.”

“And you look fat for a mare that isn’t pregnant; we all have something, don’t we?” Snickers snarked back.

The music started playing again, louder than the gramophone should have been able to go. It happened just in time to cover the most recent mother’s swear at Snickers. “--back where you came from!”

When she was done, Snickers stepped back from the mare as she broke into sobs and turned to be held by the mare beside her. Snickers stayed quiet and hurried to the counter, where Pinkie was standing. A fake smile was across her lips as she looked quickly around the room, noting the sad adult, the furious other three, and nine foals looking confusedly around the room.

Snickers cleared his throat, “Sorry about that, Pinkie. I’m gonna take a banana-carrot-cranberry muffin to go. Put it on mom’s tab, ‘kay?”

“Your mom, or mine?” Pinkie joked and genuinely laughed. She pushed the muffin he requested across the counter, after pulling it from behind her back. “Here you go, Snicky-wickey. Enjoy.”

Snickers frowned slightly. “Call me that again, and I’ll shove that dildo you keep in your tail so far in your body, it’ll disappear to a place not even you can pull it out of, without medical help.” Snickers messily gobbled the muffin on the counter and, with his last bite, faked a sneeze and peppered the pink mare with partially chewed muffin.

As Snickers was leaving, he looked back and waved. “Thanks, this has been a great experience. Three hooves rating. I’ll see you around, Pinks.”

“Uh… thanks?” Pinkie replied nervously. When Snickers left and the door closed behind Laxxie, Pinkie said, “Hey, sorry everypony; he’s going through some stuff again, I guess.”

“Thank you, Pinkie,” the stallion said coldly, “now I’d like to talk about a refu--”

He was cut off when a loud bang came from the front window. Pinkie had her face half an inch from the glass to see what was happening, then saw Snickers preparing another buck to the wall. She let her face fall into her forehoof. “Oh, three hooves. Now I get it.”

Snickers turned around to see his shoe prints in a rough line under the window, then left with a prance. “Yup, three hooves.” He stopped to wipe his mouth on his foreleg and moved on for a block, when a loud shout of his name stopped him short.

“Snickers?!” Applejack called to him.

Snickers stopped and looked at the mare galloping to him, then realized he’d made a huge mistake by striking Rainbow Dash.

The large, muscled, fast mare barreled at him, stopping with a cloud of dust that blew over him, blinding him shortly. “Snickers, Ah’m so sorry. Ah’ve been keepin’ a lie goin’, and it ain’t right a’tall. Twilight and Rarity might’ve told ya, but they ain’t me; so… I’ve been pretendin’ ta not like ya fer the sake of givin’ ya somepony to dislike.

“Now, Ah know what yer gonna say; and Ah know it’s gonna be hard fer ya ta fergive me; but Ah truly thought Ah was strong enough ta take all the guff and huffs ya had. Ah like ya, Snickers. Ah’d be honored ta be a friend of yours, if yer not too upset with me… and, Ah’m sorry fer tryin’ ta push ya with mah sis. Ah just want her ta be happy, and since Ah won’t be havin’ any foals, I was livin’ vicariously through her.

“Uh, that means--”

“I know what it means,” Snickers said, finally opening his eyes to see the world again. Applejack was lying on her belly with her forelegs out, her forehooves presented to him in what he’d learned was one of the most defined ways of pleading a pony had, second being unicorns bowing to expose their horns to the one they were apologizing to.

Snickers swallowed loudly and felt his bottom lip quiver. “S-so, you were only pretending to not like me? The whole time, you really did? Th-that was your lie to me?” Snickers asked and waited. When Applejack nodded, Snickers started to sob quietly. “What the fuck’s wrong with me?”

Applejack sat up and pulled Snickers into a hug that he returned. “Now, Sugarcube. There’s nothin’ wrong with ya. Ah was the dishonest one here, there’s more wrong with me than there ever has been with you. Lyin’ to a foal… that’s wrong in every way. Ah dunno what Ah was thinkin’ listenin’ ta Fluttershy like that, but she… well, that ain’t important, now is it?”

“Wh-why didn’t you get mad at me for using such crass language, Miss Applejack?” Snickers asked, a weakness to his voice, showing his age.

“Well, ponies cuss, it ain’t gonna be stopped with a smack or shout. All Ah can hope ta do is ta teach y’all when ta use them words. As fer the smacks on yer muzzle, Ah had a talk with Apple Bloom about that, and she understands that it’s a last resort, not first. Oh, Ah’m so sorry fer all Ah put ya through.”

Snickers shook his head and snorted in, to clear his nose. He backed from Applejack and looked slightly up at her. “I’m gonna go, so I’ll see you later, Miss Applejack.”

Applejack gave a weary smile. “Ah understand. Ah hope ta see ya sooner, though. Apple family reunion’s in a couple days; be honored if ya’d make it.”

Snickers wondered if she knew he was planning to leave, then turned to resume his trek around Ponyville to say his goodbyes, in whatever form they seemed to take.

Nearly an hour had passed since he’d left Applejack in the street.

Now he approached Fluttershy’s cottage near the border of the forest he dreaded with his entire being. Laxxie didn’t care, either way. She conveyed that through their link, even offering to play hide and seek with him in the low brush.

Snickers sent her a physical scowl that shut her down, even without being connected to him. Laxxie took a completely submissive, apologetic look and whimpered for Snickers. He patted her head and gave her a nuzzle, noting she was as tall as himself, now. He wondered, absently, if Laxxie was going to reach the full size of the mythical creatures he’d heard of sooner than they had thought.

The animals around Fluttershy’s home became loud and noisy when he crossed the stream that bordered her home for Ponyville. Quickly, the front door opened and Fluttershy stepped out with Angel Bunny on her head.

“Oh, Snickers? What are you doing here? Is everything okay?”

Snickers looked at her and saw the worry in her eyes. The same worry he’d seen the first time he saw her, and every time since. Was it all a lie? He wanted to ask. He wanted to ask a lot of things. “I…” his voice cracked and his eyes watered, thinking of the mare he’d seen as an angel; fallen before his very eyes, to being a pony like the rest.

“...I heard you in the library today.”

Fluttershy sat and covered her mouth with her forehooves. “Wh--”

“I heard everything! Lies! Everything was a lie… and you hurt me most of all, because I trusted you with all my thoughts, feelings, fears, and hopes.” Snickers voice then fell flat, “I can’t ever trust you again, and that’s because you’re not Kindness, you’re just cruel.”

Snickers turned and walked away, leaving a shocked mare behind him. Snickers’s ears turned back and pressed back to quiet the sound as Fluttershy started bawling.

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Comments

[ClosetBrony]

Oof, yeah. Can't say they all didn't have it coming. I'm glad Snickers got to talk to Silver and Diamond before he left. I think those two will grow to be the mares he needs in his life. Excellent updates and I'm looking forward to reading the next one.

[Mocha Star]

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Thanks!
Soon...

[Luckyfanisaac]

I think Snickers needs a Snickers bar.

[Mocha Star]

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He's named after one.
Lol

[Munro]

well they all got there just deserts