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trying to see how many ways i can hurt applejack, apparently Ko-Fi | Pronouns

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A quiet, thoughtful moment while sniffing the food to think of everything I love and how quickly it could be taken away from me. Then came the gratitude that I still had them. Never take anything for granted.

a wonderful practice i need to do more of myself!

Be thankful that my “shit for brains pa” ain’t here anymore. Up and left us. At least that’s what she always told me.

oof, does explain why there’s a Granny Smith but no mention of any other grandparent

I guess I don’t have to. Especially not here. So I count my blessings. I’m glad I’m alive. I’m glad my wife is safe at home. I’m glad my kids have grown into wonderful ponies. I’m glad they’re safe, even the young’un. At least, I hope so. I don’t like to speculate.

augh but they did grow up into such wonderful ponies!

With a mouth full of apples that taste like they’ve been candied in manure, I turn to look at Oak.

dang those rations must be really bad

He doesn’t say anything, just nods. I notice he doesn’t say much. Probably why his voice is so deep and silky, or at least that’s what Ma would say. Stallions of few words tend to have that nice, deep voice. I wish I talked less as a kid. Hah.

so true about Bright Mac noticing that about Burnt Oak. also so true about Big Mac, whose early season incarnations i loved

Inside that little locket is everything I am thankful for. I close it gently and swiftly tuck it back in its pocket.

augh so true

We have an advantage, though. The outfits we wear are threaded with magic, and they glow slightly when changeling magic is nearby. I’ve never seen a changeling able to replicate that.

very useful when fighting Changelings!

Before I can even do anything, a flash of purple shoots a neat, little hole through the changeling’s skull. I quickly trace the origin back to Amethyst Star.

the mental image of breadyell pony using her magic to kill is quite something, pony warfare is quite something!

Through the fighting and chaos, I push through and to my target, who notices my arrival and turns into a giant bear instead. It catches me off guard and I shy away from a hefty set of claws.

dang Changeling magic has a lot of potential for warfare! very Animorphs

“No!”

BOOM.

oof

Its breath runs out while he wears the face of my best friend.

Today, I found out that changelings don’t revert when you kill them.

daaaaaamn what a heartbreaking detail

Instead, in a coordinated flash of green, my family stands before me. My darling Pear Butter and our children, save for Apple Bloom. They stand there, looking at me, contrasted by the murky grays of battle and the sounds of war.

oof, Bright Mac’s locket falling open? and yeah that is a great Changeling psychological tactic

She is pinned down by my daughter, and I can’t turn away in time to not see her throat be ripped out by those sharp teeth. There is no cry of pain as I watch Applejack rip her apart. And I’m left facing my wife, the love of my life. She bares her sharp teeth, and I need to remind myself that it’s not real.

aaaaaa

I force my foreleg up and dig through the soft coat of Buttercup. I imagine anything else, but all I see are the ponies I love dying. I see Burnt Oak explode, I see my son drop, and I see my daughter, covered in somepony else’s blood, crumple. Tears roll out of my eyes as I open my eyes again. I can’t even tell what’s real anymore.

oof, and PTSD in human warfare is bad enough, i do NOT want to imagine what Bright Mac would have to face after this

As the pain in my body slows to a stop, I count my blessings.

and a real bitter irony in that, especially since this looks like the end of the line for Bright Mac. augh, how horrifying. wonderful stuff.

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Owa thank you for commenting on my story ! it was definitely more of a gruesome one, i really wanted to focus on the type of psychological damage fighting changelings could do :)

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