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It was raining again, April showers as it were. Seemed to rain a lot these days, not that Big Macintosh minded at all. The rain better suited his mood. There was a calming effect to the steady cadence of it on the roof, the way it fell on the already sodden grounds. He was cold, sitting on the front porch while the storm circulated around the farm. The cold felt good, too. It reminded him that he could feel something other than pain. It had been a year already and still there was a dull ache in his heart, a wound to his spirit that would never heal. It hurt every day like it had in the beginning.
The door of the house opened and Applejack came out. She had a blanket between her teeth that she draped around Big Macinthosh's withers. Then she took up a seat beside him and they sat together in silence. She sat with him like this a lot in the past year. They spoke less to each other than they had their entire lives, yet somehow they'd grown closer. He knew that without the support of his sisters he wouldn't have made it. Everything he was feeling would have consumed him long ago.
"Big Macintosh, think it's about time we had a talk."
"Don't want to."
"Don't rightly remember askin' if you wanted to or not."
"Not now, AJ." He must have said it forcefully enough because she didn't press the issue any more for a few minutes. Lightning flashed overhead, giving the gloomy day a quick illusion of luminance. Inside there came a peal of filly laughter. Applejack turned her head to glance in through the window. There was a smile on her face when she turned back around. It faded when she looked at her brother. He turned away, reaching up to swipe at moisture on his face that definitely wasn't rainwater.
"Talk to me, big brother. I can't help unless I know what you're thinkin'."
"I'm thinkin' what I'm always thinkin'. That it hurts. That I could'a stopped it from happenin.' That I should'a said what I was feelin' an' not second guessed myself."
Applejack shook her head, her brow furrowing. "You can't blame yourself for any of it, Big Macintosh. It ain't your fault. Now we've let you have your time, watched you just mope around, an' I ain't sayin' bein' sad ain't okay. You got plenty of right an' reason to be sad. But you're forgettin' us, your family. We're still here. We still love you and want you to be part of our lives. But what you've been doin' this past year ain't livin', big brother. It's just survivin'."
He opened his mouth to retort but nothing came out. Tears filled his eyes and he shook his head. He had only been just surviving, it was all he could do. Every morning had him rising to face the day feeling like he was missing half of himself. How did anyone just pick up the pieces and move on from that?
Placing a hoof over his, Applejack spoke softly. "How can we help," she asked, her own voice heavy with emotion, "if you don't talk to us?"
"I don't know," he managed thickly. "I jus' don't know."
The door of the house opened and Applejack came out. She had a blanket between her teeth that she draped around Big Macinthosh's withers. Then she took up a seat beside him and they sat together in silence. She sat with him like this a lot in the past year. They spoke less to each other than they had their entire lives, yet somehow they'd grown closer. He knew that without the support of his sisters he wouldn't have made it. Everything he was feeling would have consumed him long ago.
"Big Macintosh, think it's about time we had a talk."
"Don't want to."
"Don't rightly remember askin' if you wanted to or not."
"Not now, AJ." He must have said it forcefully enough because she didn't press the issue any more for a few minutes. Lightning flashed overhead, giving the gloomy day a quick illusion of luminance. Inside there came a peal of filly laughter. Applejack turned her head to glance in through the window. There was a smile on her face when she turned back around. It faded when she looked at her brother. He turned away, reaching up to swipe at moisture on his face that definitely wasn't rainwater.
"Talk to me, big brother. I can't help unless I know what you're thinkin'."
"I'm thinkin' what I'm always thinkin'. That it hurts. That I could'a stopped it from happenin.' That I should'a said what I was feelin' an' not second guessed myself."
Applejack shook her head, her brow furrowing. "You can't blame yourself for any of it, Big Macintosh. It ain't your fault. Now we've let you have your time, watched you just mope around, an' I ain't sayin' bein' sad ain't okay. You got plenty of right an' reason to be sad. But you're forgettin' us, your family. We're still here. We still love you and want you to be part of our lives. But what you've been doin' this past year ain't livin', big brother. It's just survivin'."
He opened his mouth to retort but nothing came out. Tears filled his eyes and he shook his head. He had only been just surviving, it was all he could do. Every morning had him rising to face the day feeling like he was missing half of himself. How did anyone just pick up the pieces and move on from that?
Placing a hoof over his, Applejack spoke softly. "How can we help," she asked, her own voice heavy with emotion, "if you don't talk to us?"
"I don't know," he managed thickly. "I jus' don't know."
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Big Mac Likes the shy ones
Edited by~NavitasErusSirus
"Aaannngeelll!" Fluttershy called out.
Fluttershy was searching around Sugarcube Corner
for her rabbit Angel.
The shy yellow mare had been looking for her best friend all day and now she was really starting to get worried. She had looked all around the woods, asked several ponies if they'd seen him and had even flown up to Cloudsdale to talk to Dash.
"Rainbow Dash," she said, "If um. . .if it's not a problem, could you maybe scan the town for Angel? H-he's been missing all day and
"
Rainbow Dash looked at her like she had just said the most absurd thing she had ever heard.
"Uh, Fluttershy?" said Dash.
"
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For the Love of Apples: Prologue
Prologue: A Chance to Make Right
The yellow pony watched the ground as she placed one hoof in front of the other, intent on not bothering anyone. Unfortunately the focus she placed into keeping her eyes on the ground kept her from seeing the pony before her.
"Oof," she exhaled as she smashed into the broad red chest of the stallion. Moving backwards quickly she looked up to see Big Macintosh. A blush rapidly spread across her face. "Oh, oh I'm so sorry Big Mac."
"Nothing to worry 'bout Fluttershy," he replied, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Where yah goin' in such a hurry?"
"Oh, well Twilight invited me over, said she had a s
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FlutterMac
It was the orange light of Celestia's setting sun reflected across her pale yellow body hair that caught his attention on the onset. Big Macintosh had been toiling in the apple orchards all day, his body sore and every muscle in his equine body strained. He never had much to be happy about and there was always too much work to do to survive. And that's when he saw her atop the hill.
Unhitching himself from the wagon, the work pony slowly trotted up the hill. He'd noticed the pegasus pony Fluttershy before, but he had never truely NOTICED her before this moment. His sister's other friends were always so brash or loud, so he never got the chan
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This is the first little part of a challenge issued to me by for a FlutterMac fic. We're not getting along well, this fic and I. But I cannot turn down a challenge! It is simply not in me.
So it will be posted piece by piece, little by little as it comes out and I get to a place where I'm happy with it. Don't ask me when the next update will be, because I really have no idea.
Part One: You Are Here
Part Two: [link]
Part Three: [link]
Part Four: [link]
Conclusion: [link]
So it will be posted piece by piece, little by little as it comes out and I get to a place where I'm happy with it. Don't ask me when the next update will be, because I really have no idea.
Part One: You Are Here
Part Two: [link]
Part Three: [link]
Part Four: [link]
Conclusion: [link]
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