• Published 12th Jan 2013
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The Worm in the Apple - Yeeteroni Expandationoni



A cool little hat made for a deceased mafia pony comes to ponyville and things begin to change dramatically...

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Blanker Than a Filly's Flank (Part 1)

I swam around in the familiar limbo that was my mind yet again, new memories rising through the ones of despair and death.

I saw friendship, mares that I had no idea even existed, large family reunions, my mind was competing on which one was my true life, which one was really the one that I had grown up with...

Or maybe it was a combination of both? By some slim chance the two somehow....linked in a way that just made sense, and made none at the same time. I wasn't sure what to think anymore other then the fact that I had literally no idea who I was whatsoever.

My mind was slowly rotting as it tried to accumulate as much as it could from whatever amnesia I might have obtained.

My head began to hurt as I groaned in slight discomfort. Feeling began to come back to my body as I found myself face to face with the silhouette of a doctor...or at least I thought it was a doctor.

"Wake up Applejack..." I heard her say into my ear, a comforting sound, soft as a fluffy pillow...

"Wake up...." Was all I heard before my hearing began to go off again. Not this time, death...

I struggled to grasp life again, as vision began to come back to me. My eyes were penetrated with blinding light as I slowly but surely began to wake up.

My brain was hurting so much, I couldn't bear to take it much longer, but I just needed to for a small bit...

I slowly lifted my head up, taking in the dull surroundings of the hospital. My head pounded with each and every slow move I made. I thought I would just die right then and there if it weren't for the fact that I was still hooked up to some kind of adrenaline machine.

I attempted to speak but I was apparently stuck in the same situation as before. I had no voice to carry out my wishes.

"Applejack? How are you feeling?" The mare said to me as I slowly got up.

My throat was parched and dry, as if I haven't drunk anything for days.

"Water..." Was all that escaped my lips. The doctor thankfully understood my shattered voice and nodded in agreement.

I was stuck waiting for the doctor to come in, feeling in my body slowly lost itself and came back again. When I hydrate my mouth again somepony better give me some answers...

The mare walked back in, a tray in her mouth with a blue plastic cup on it. She held the cup to my lips and helped me drink once she realized that I couldn't move my arms very well. Probably sedatives to keep the pain out of my body.

It was certainly working, at one point or another.

I had greedily finished drinking my water and began squirming my way into a seated position. Better start getting to know as much as I can...

"Excuse me miss?" I said politely as soon as my voice regained its composure. I sat up more comfortably, adjusting the pillow behind me to prop me up as best as it could. The mare looked at me with a kind smile, encouraging me to go on.

"Where am I?" I began simply. The more I talked the stranger I felt talking. I'm not sure why but I guess I was expecting to be a bit more...Masculine, I suppose.

"Why, you're in Ponyville Hospital! Don't you remember where you live Applejack? You're only a couple miles from here!" She said, as if I was supposed to know all of this.

I shook my head slowly as my mind tried to process it all. It kinda rang some sort of bell, but not enough for my taste...

"And...where exactly is...'There'?" I persisted as I began to slowly gain feeling in my limbs to the point where I could very weakly lift them to a certain point.

"You know, Sweet Apple Acres! You remember your own farm, right?" she said, her voice shaking on that last word.

I had to say no but...somehow I felt that saying yes seemed to be the better option here. I slowly nodded my head as I began to lay down. Maybe I should stop asking questions now...

I heard the mare sigh beside me, her breath almost reaching my ear. "Applejack...Your family is here to see you..."

My heart finally jumped in joy, finally somepony I could recognize! I quickly sat up in anticipation. "What are ya waitin' for? Bring 'em in!" I said, my body jolting up in excitement. Maybe finally I could learn who I was now, and this definitely got me excited.

The mare seemed to jump back at me in fear as soon as I jumped in my bed. She quickly nodded and gave a quick smile before fast trotting out the door. I completely forgot about the pain my head was giving me as it began to rip apart every fiber of my being from doing so much movement within a few seconds.

I was able to shrug it off after awhile and then I began to wait...

A couple minutes go by and my mind starts thinking...

What if I really don't wanna find out who I was?

My mind flashed back to the memory of the Desert Griffon. The powerful shot rang in my ears, and I was able to remember vividly a large amount of situations where I, Or somepony else, have used this weapon. I couldn't place any names on the blank faces of the images that ran through my mind...Except for two.

There in the corner of a gunfight stood a mare...Her hair was viciously mangled and disfigured. Her hooves were tied behind her back as she scampered and shivered in the corner.

Then there was the second face. The face of a stallion. His eye was scratched and scarred, and he wore a strange pinstripe suit as he ran around, carrying a miniature machine gun with a small drum can attached to its barrel.

I couldn't place names on either of the two...but the stallion was wearing a hat.

A certain white hat with a certain red ring going around it, with a very familiar Ace of Spades tucked neatly between the conflicting fabrics...

My mind began to hurt the more I tried to think. It was taking awhile for my family to come and see me...

I needed to distract myself with something to keep my memories from doing any harm to my logic. I idly played with the empty cup I had drank from earlier, ripping it and then folding the plastic in ways that shouldn't really be possible...But I managed to do it.

After a few moments of folding, my hooves taking on a mind of their own, I had finished my masterpiece.

It was a rose, the rose part being blue, the outside of the cup that I had used, and the stem was made white, the inside of the cup I had used. I stared blankly at the roses conflicting colors, reminding me vaguely of the Colt and his hat. I quickly placed the rose under my pillow. I didn't want to think about it at the moment, it hurt my brain too much...

I layed my head back down on the pillow and rolled onto my side, my mind oblivious to my movements as I began to grow tired.

Maybe I'll just nap for a small mom-

"Applejack?"

I quickly stopped all movement towards going to sleep and started motoring my body back to a seated position. "yeah?" I said as I sat up to look at the red stallion that stood at the foot of my bed. My mind was nagging something in the back of my head.

I swore I knew his name...

It was...big...something, Big Tac? Big Shack? My mind was going through these names that made no sense, until one popped up...but it was by the stallion, not me...

"It's me...Big Macintosh..." He said.

His voice was a bit lighter then I would have imagined, what with his size and all. I couldn't help but smile at the Colt. "Well would ya look at that..." I began as I surveyed my surroundings again. I noticed something standing beside Big Mac.

A small, yellow coated pony, with a red mane and a cute little bow tied behind her head. I couldn't help but smile at the little adorable fluff ball that stood beside Big Mac.

"How ya'll feelin'?" Big mac asked, the silence in the room diminishing slowly.

I nodded moved my shoulder around, since it felt a bit misplaced and stiff. "Alright, I guess...The only problem I got though is, what I think is amnesia, or somethin'..." I admitted, glad that no doctors were around to hear it.

The little filly's ears drooped down, along with her little face, and I couldn't help but feel really sad for her...

But what could I do? I didn't know how to make her happy, I just knew that she was a little filly, and genuinely I got a bit curious to who I was...I would have to ask big mac when we got home. "So...When am I gonna leave this place...?" I asked. The colt's eyes darted away from mine.

"So...It's like that huh?" I asked, getting a general idea of what he was gonna say.

"...If yer amnesia don't clear up...Years..."

I stared blankly at the stallion...and couldn't help but laugh at this. They gave me a look of confusion as I almost laughed my lungs out of my throat. After I settled down, I gave them a serious look, going straight back to buisiness. "If I know anythin' 'bout myself, it's that I ain't gonna stay an eternity away from my family..." I said as I got out of the bed. My headache was quick to protest, but I just shook it off as I got onto my hooves. "Amnesia Shamnesia, Let's get goin', I got alotta things t' learn." I said putting on the most friendly smile I could muster.

They looked at each other and then back to me. "A-are ya sure sis?" I heard the little filly say to me. I looked over to Big mac and smiled. "Eeeyup" We both said at the same time. I had a feeling too...

I was about to open the door to get outside, but before I could, I heard something...

"Excuse me good miss...." I heard a stallion say, probably to a doctor.

"Yes?" I heard a doctor respond. I held a hoof up to hold the two in their tracks. This all felt waaaaaay to familiar to just shrug off as a mere nothing...

"I'm looking for an 'Applejack' here...she is here right?" I heard the stallion say, a dark tone in his voice.

"Sorry...I'll need to see some ID first..." she said.

"I got it right here..." there was a moment of silence, then...

Bang...

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