Apples and Carrots
It had been a pretty good day at the marketplace. Ponies usually bought the Apple family apples like crazy, which was not surprising because everypony who has ever tried one knows they're the best in Equestria, but today had been especially fruitful. And it was only mid-morning! Applejack turned away from the crowd for a second to count how many apple crates had been emptied so far.
Okay, so ah've sold one... two... Applejack scracthed her head. Ah coulda sworn I sold at least three crates by now. Ah guess the day hasn't been so spectacular after all. Oh well, it's still early and the ponyfolk are still buying.
The marketplace was bustling and loud, and Applejack had to shout at the top of her lungs to be heard over the chaos that was the Saturday market. "Fresh apples for sale! The best in Equestria! Only 2 bits!" With so many ponies in the marketplace, there had to be at least one pony who wanted an apple. Somepony... Anypony...
A pony approached the stand.
Anypony but that one.
"I would like two apples please." the yellow mare smiled smugly.
"Carrot Top? What the hay are y'all doin' here? I thought ya hated apples." The anger in Applejack's voice was matched only by her confusion.
"Well, maybe I changed my mind! There is no law that says ponies can't change their minds... Though if somepony watched you for long enough they might think there is."
Applejack glared at her old enemy. "Juhst give me your bits, take yer apples and git. Y'all are lucky I even let you come within five feet of mah stand after what you did."
"Why so angry? I come here to give you some business, (which, judging by the fact that you are still wearing the same old dusty hat you desperately need), and you insult me."
"You're the one givin' me trouble! You have been for years!" Applejack's voice was angry and loud, alerting some other ponies to the fact that something was up. A small crowd began to gather around the stand.
"And now you are yelling at me! Is this any way to treat your customers? Tsk tsk tsk...." Carrot Top shook her head. "I always thought you were a better businesspony than that. You, of all ponies, should know that the customer is always right." She laughed.
"Ah refuse to do business with a pony who will come to mah stand and insult me like this! Now will ya kindly move along?!" The cowpony accentuated her last statement with an angry snort.
"So pushy! Okay, okay, I'm going. But before I leave, I just wanted to tell you that I forgive you." She nodded briskly, and turned to leave.
"Whaddoya mean 'forgive me'? Shouldn't you be the one apologizing?" Applejack called back.
Carrot Top smiled as she turned around slowly. Yes, Applejack. Keep digging yourself deeper. "Oh, I don't just mean about today. I mean for everything you did to me. We have had a... rocky relationship, you and I." At this Applejack grumbled something under her breath. Carrot Top cleared her throat and continued: "However, I have decided that the time for our petty squabbles is over. It is time for both of us to move on. In fact, that is why I came here in the first place. I was hoping to make up and move on, but it appearssomepony just can't let the past go."
"Okay, spill the beans. What are ya tryin' to get me to do? Haven't you humiliated me enough for one lifetime?" Ah know Carrot, and Carrot doesn't juhst be nice. There has ta be another reason.
The orange-maned mare looked around. Enough ponies have gathered. Time to make my move. "I was actually coming to see if I could convince you to vote for me." Carrot Top spoke louder than necessary. "I have been asked by the Moon Party to run against Mayor Mare this year."
"YOU WHAT!?!?!?" Applejack shouted. "I wouldn't vote for ya if you were the last mare on earth! It would be bad enough if you were running for the Sun party or independently, but running for the Moon party? Those hooligans who don't know left from right, prentendin' that this 'new age' requires new laws that are the exact opposite of Ponyville's time-honored traditions? The laws you fight against are inherited from my great-grandma and the laws she set down are the laws that will stay. Do you expect me to jus' throw up mah hooves and let Ponyville be overrun by fillies with air in their heads and stars in their eyes? Fur-get it! You can take your politicking and fancy 'new age' idears and just MOVE ALONG!"
Carrot Top gave her best 'hurt' face to the crowd. "Well... If you are going to be that way, I'll be off. But hearing that makes me think... If the Sun Party's supporters are going to act that way to their fellow mares, then maybe it is time for a change. Maybe it's time for a more caring and open-minded candidate. Somepony like me, not like you."
Applejack thought for a second. With all these ponies around... "Wait just an apple-pickin' minute... you baited me! You wanted me to get upset and yell to make the ponies think that all of the Mayor's supporters are crotchety and insensitive!" And Ah fell for it!
"I baited you? It seems that any move on my part was unnecessary. You proved any point I was trying to make much better than I ever could have." She took a second to relish in her enemy's frustration. But she couldn't stay long, duty called. "If you will excuse me, friend, I have a rally to attend. Carmel and the stallions asked me to speak at the 'stallion's rights' rally in the marketplace today, and I wouldn't want to be late. By the way, can I borrow one of those crates?" Carrot Top quickly grabbed a large crate and trotted off, her nose high in the air. She could take a little time to bask in her victory elsewhere (and maybe celebrate with a carrot smoothie), leaving Applejack with the disapproving stares of everypony in the crowd.
"Ah... Ah didn't mean... She was... I didn't..."
Maybe today was a bad day after all. Ah, buck.
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New chapter. Hope you enjoy it. I will say, this chapter was a blast to write.
LADIES AND GENTLECOLTS! I present the moon party's canidate!
If I were one of my many followers (4), I wouldn't expect a new chapter any time soon. Next week is finals week at my college, and I am studying. Maybe I'll get one or two up, but I can guarentee there will be one by Christmas Break.
Off to edit the charecter tags!
[Note: Please do not hate on Republicans or Conservatives. I am one.
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Communist party all the way true communism not the Russian Chinese crap either
My big advice? Change the title. "My Little <blank> <blank> is <blank>" is way way way over used, and truly unimaginative.
1696198 Any suggestions? I would consider it if I was more creative with names.
Am I the only one who noticed this... Stallions are boys... Mares are girls.. Twilight is a mare..
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1697234 Twilight would have the right vote in the election. Stallions don't. Twilight's upbringing in Canterlot means that she sees this as wrong. Make sense now?
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(Side note: THIS CAT IS SO CUUUUTE)
1697371 That was just punderful. 5 mustaches for you.
1698475 Hippies.
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which side do YOU choose?
for this, i choose the left
1698445 D'aww... I'm flattered. Wuy wub woo too (no homo either
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lol I am glad people are enjoying this fic despite my rusty writing skillz. It makes me...
anywho, I am starting on the next chapter. Probably will not be updated anywhere NEAR as fast. I would probably say it might be up in a week? (would be much faster with a prereader... hint hint)
1698566 Communism You can't vote but it is equal for no one can vote
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Thanks for the comment. It reminds me to work on updating this story.
I know it has many rough edges. I would really reallty appreciate an editor who is more versed in grammar than me. If anyone is interested?
I have big things planned. This poweder keg is gonna go off with a boom. Big Mac and Applejack's relationship (no shipping) will be fully explored. I am hoping that while I can stay faithful to the show, I can also enjoy some liberties with facts.
Example: Who really owns Sweet Apple Acres? Granny Smith? Big Mac? Or is it Applejack? Many fics say Applejack owns it, and I think that is the way I will go.
Just to let all of my followers know... I have hit a pretty severe writer's block. Right now I am working on a one-shot to break it, so please be patient. The next chapter (which boasts being 2x larger than previous ones) is finished. I am currently taking Landis' advice and re-reading the thing like crazy. I hope to be able to post it soon.
Interesting dynamic here. Carrot Top is shifty and manipulative, but will have to make good on her promises of equality if she wants any hope of winning again in the next election. Applejack, on the other hand, is an honest pony, but too strongly attached to pointless tradition.
Necessary
I baited
Unnecessary
Seriously Applejack? No tact?
2784577 well she is bluntly honest about everything, so if she wants to speak her mind I'm sure she will.
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You guys do realize that Communism and Capitalism are economical ideologies and not political ones, right? As darkshark is probably confusing Communism with Totalitarianism, which is what Americans have confused themselves with the past 80 years or so.
Liberal, Libertarian, Conservative, Totalitarian, those are political ideologies.
2784577 Tact is for wimps!
On a more serious note, while I find Applejack's adherence to tradition pretty silly, Carrot Top isn't winning brownie points with me for just causing a stir for the heck of it.
Yes, yes, I know, political maneuvering. Don't car.e
Dem southern types
Okay, so ah've sold one... two... Applejack scracthed her head. Ah coulda sworn I sold at least three crates by now. Ah guess the day hasn't been so spectacular after all. Oh well, it's still early and the ponyfolk are still buying.
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I don't think ah like this Applejack.
Every time I read a fic where the author writes Applejack's lines in the same way that she speaks, I die a little inside.
For example:
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We all know what Applejack's voice sounds like. Seeing her lines written in the same way just throws me right off.
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and the English came down from the Germans.
good luck getting an Englishman to walk anywhere in public naked though...
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I feel as though I missed something.
Are Germans well known for walking around naked in public?
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how about that, i can say that I've learned more from reading the comments sections of a story about pastel colored stallions trying to gain equal rights than I do in Bridge Math and Principals of Technology
3439511 Well, to be fair, no one ever accused the aristocratic British of being intelligent.
Doesn't Applejack mean colts rather then fillies?
Elections are a dirty business...
hol up is applejack republican? I guess it makes sense
Caramel’s name is spelled wrong consistently and the punctuation is all over the place. As much as a political story is going to be expected to show straw man debate flops when dealing with subjects like prejudice, it’d be nice to see some more in-depth world building to showcase this society and its history of misandry. How does this impact marriages? Trans ponies? The medical field? Media perception and entertainment? Professional settings? What other rights do stallions lack other than suffrage, and how do they parallel instances of misandrist policies/attitudes in current society, like the lack of reproductive rights men have? What do mares owning property mean for the rest of the nation?
I know it’s been a long time since this updated but they’re just great questions to have if you were to continue this or revise it.