So I had gapped the fact that I needed money to get food and had to return to the library after searching the entire town for said food when I finally realized that I needed some money. Twilight had offered to pay but I declined and stated that it was my hunger that needed to satisfaction, so it was my money that needed to pay for it.

When I had retrieved my money, Lassie had demanded to come along so, in turn, I needed to wear my trench coat to conceal her. On top of that, since I was wearing my trench coat… well, I figured why not bring Heather along and hid her inside the trench coat as well.

So now I sat with Twilight in some really swanky Italian restaurant called ‘Tony’s Place’, with a Rough Collie and Norinco pump action shotgun hidden in a dark brown trench coat.

Twilight was, obviously, not amused by the fact and constantly questioned my choices. “Bah, what’s the worst that could happen?” I asked and she shot me an annoyed look. “Okay, other than the possibility of getting thrown out?” I asked and she only replied with a facehoof.

“Exactly, my plan is foolproof,” I snickered, twiddling my thumbs while I waited for our food. This place wasn’t as obscenely expensive like Franchini’s, but it was probably way more costly than just cooking it myself.

Soon after, a female waitress arrived and placed out our meal. Twilight had only gotten a light salad while I had gotten some wicked looking lasagna and garlic bread. The aroma from the Italian food drove my stomach to the brink of rage, having been deprived of food for the last few hours minus the tad bit of emergency food that Pinkie some how had.

“Thank you ma’am,” I thanked the waitress who simply left with a nod. I pulled up a chair beside me then set Lassie down on the chair’s cushion. I looked around to make sure nopony was watching me, cut some of my lasagna, and then set it on the cushion with Lassie. “Quiet Lassie, or the warden will know we’re here,” I whispered out my warning and Lassie nodded before making a mess of the lasagna.

Twilight just rolled her eyes. “This will not end well,” Twilight murmured but I shrugged off her words of worry.

“Bah, don’t worry about it. Think about something else,” I laughed carelessly before taking my fork and messing around with my bowl of Italian food.

“Okay, what have you been up to lately?” she asked, striking up a conversation. I looked over to her with raised eyebrows.

“Really?” I asked and she nodded. “Well, depends. I’ve been getting mauled by mystic creatures in this world trying to save a harmless, shy, yellow pegasus. I’ve been getting yelled at by my mentor because she wants me to learn magic and I do-” She quickly cut me off.

“Evan, I got mad because you launched an illegal destructive energy blast,” she scolded me and I shrugged carelessly.

“Yeah, anyway, I’m stuck in a crazy world of talking ponies, never to return home, constantly getting mauled and, when I do, I get some tetanus crap that makes me super…” I trailed off and made sure nopony was eavesdropping on our conversation. “It makes me super horny,” I replied with a deep exhale. “So what’s been new with you?” I asked casually.

“Well, I’ve been at wit’s end trying to control my new faithful student. Trying to keep him out of jail, keep him out of trouble and trying painfully to keep him alive,” she shot back and I simply gave a simple toss of my hands in a show of irritation.

“Well, in that case, I’ve got a mom who cries because she thinks I’m moving out but never asks me if I’m actually moving out,” I countered.

“That’s not why I’m crying! I’m crying because you’re playing with my heart!” she snapped, but not loud enough to draw attention.

“Again, if you just asked me whether or not I’m leaving, you wouldn’t have your feelings hurt,” I told her and she winced before speaking.

“It’s not that! I’m crying bec… because I… I lo-” A sudden scream cut her off.

“GAH! That thing is making a mess!” screamed our waitress who had returned with beverages. I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, I’m not that messy, I only have a bit of sauce on my-” I began but she pointed to the chair beside me and screamed again, but louder this time, so that everypony looked over.

“Not you! THAT!” she screeched and I looked to Lassie, only to realize that she had made several stains in the cushions, smeared the tomato sauce all over the chair and was currently licking the back rest of the beautiful furniture. I let out a nervous laugh as Twilight groaned with a facehoof. I raised my finger and chuckled out a simple suggestion: “Check please…”

Moments later…

The waitress shook her hoof at me as I rushed out with Lassie in my arms and Twilight following my lead. “Yeah, well… dogs should have equal rights you bastards!” I yelled then snickered as I wiped some sauce off my face.

In all the commotion I had quickly finished my food on the way out, much to the dissatisfaction of Twilight, while at the same time arguing with the waitresses and waiters. Twilight groaned in report. “I can’t believe we just got kicked out of another restaurant. I was really looking forward to that Evan!” she scolded me but I just shrugged.

“It was my money, and besides, all you had was a salad,” I laughed but she shot me an annoyed look.

“That wasn’t what I had meant.” She frowned but I just rolled my eyes. As we started making our way back to town, Twilight gradually simmered down. Sometimes that mare just got mad for the stupidest reasons.

A droplet of rain touched my nose and I looked up. In the short time we had been travelling, the sky had gone from sunny and clear, to dark and luminous. “Aw crap…” I muttered just as Twilight and I made a beeline for the library.

Just as we burst through the door, we spotted Spike and Sweetie Belle watching TV together. “Hey kiddo,” I called out with a deep inhale for air. Spike looked over and waved with Sweetie Belle following suit soon after.

I paced downstairs, hung up my trench coat, and let Lassie mingle. Setting my shotgun aside, I peeked a look at my mirror. Just before I could do some poses, Twilight called my name. I got a devious smile on my face and walked up to the mirror. "I'll call you," I whispered to the mirror and Lassie simply barked out in retort.

I rolled my eyes and paced back up the stairs. Twilight was waiting with Applejack at the door. “Sorry tah ask, but Mac is busy an ah promised tah put in some fence posts fer Rarity today. Was wondering if maybe yah could help me out?” AJ asked and I nodded.

Wearing only a white V-neck, work boots, and cargo pants, I followed her out into the pouring rain and to the farm where she had a wagon with stacked fence posts. I pulled on the collar of my shirt and felt the damp warmth of my sticky, wet shirt. “Great… rain,” I muttered and AJ snickered before shaking like a dog.

“Well yah can thank Rainbow Dash fer the generous weather. She is the Ponyville weather pony after all,” she laughed and I rolled my eyes. “Ah’ll pull while you push and we should be able tah get the wagon tah Rarity’s in no time,” AJ ordered.

I pulled off my shirt and placed it on the wagon. Rain now coursed down my bare chest, soaking my already drenched pants even further. Now even my boxers were wet. ‘Why did I agree to this?’ I thought silently.

My boot treads stomped into the mucky earth as I began to push the wagon along, with Applejack in the towing position. The wagon was heavy, I would admit that, and I wondered just how much of the weight AJ was pulling.

As we continued on, the weather got worse and worse. Lightning flashed with the crackle of thunder echoing shortly after. The storm was very close, but AJ seemed determined to get this job done. Well at least the rain wasn't ice cold.

“Why doesn’t Rarity do it?” I yelled over the clashing sound of thunder.

“Because she doesn’t do the dirty jobs,” AJ laughed.

“Why not use her magic?” I yelled back to her, over the sound of the pouring rain. The rain was so heavy that almost nothing else could be heard.

“Because she’s… she’s in a bit of a situation today. Ah’ll leave it at that,” AJ replied. If the situation was bad it would make sense that Sweetie Belle was over at Twilight’s. “Oh, hey, this is the fun part! Hop on!” AJ called and I did as she instructed. Little to my knowledge, we had just hit a steep slope, and as I let go and hopped onto the wagon, we started to careen down to Ponyville.

AJ let out a cheer of excitement as I gulped. The wagon shook a little as it sped down the incline. “This… this thing doesn’t have brakes, does it?” I asked as it felt like the ass end of the wagon was about to kick out.

“It’s the best part. Don’t worry, ah’ve done this lots before,” AJ replied and steered the wagon using the tongue hitch. As we neared Ponyville, the wagon wheels hit slick pavement, and showed no signs of stopping.
“Uh-oh… uhm… maybe yah’d like tah slow us down?” AJ asked and I gulped. ‘Eeyup… definitely no brakes.’

“Ah thought yah done this before?!” I gasped and she nodded.

“Ah have… ah just didn’t know the roads were this slick,” AJ replied in a somewhat nervous voice and I groaned. The wagon was still travelling fast, but not at incredible speeds. I slowly edged myself to the rear, with my knees on the back edge of the wagon.

“AJ! YOU’RE GONNA OWE ME ONE AFTER THIS!” I yelled then gripped the back of the wagon tight and let my lower half fall off the wagon. As soon as my feet hit the ground I lost my footing and began skidding about.

With a grunt, I stiffened my upper half and swung my legs around in front of me then began to grind my heels against the road. The pavement quickly started wearing down my boot tread as I stiffened my legs, applying makeshift brakes for the wagon.

I spotted the Carousel Boutique approaching fairly quickly. I stiffened my body further and began to pull back on the wagon with my hands. I felt the wagon start to jog as Applejack turned the front wheel to the right in a sharp turn. The ass end started bouncing and hopping as it finally skidded to a stop in front of Rarity’s shop.

With the ground no longer fighting against me, I ended up collapsing with a gasp. “Uhm… sorry ‘bout that. Won’t happen again,” AJ laughed nervously. I just groaned in report and rolled over face first into the wet pavement road. Rain drizzled onto my bare back and it felt kind of nice to be lying like this.

I tilted my head and looked over as AJ knocked on the front door of the boutique. Rarity answered with haste and it seemed like she was in some sort of bad mood; not angry, just a little fidgety. Her legs were constantly moving about and she had a strange look on her face, almost like she thought there was somepony after her.

She and AJ both nodded and, with that, the door closed and my boss returned to the wagon. “Alright, let’s get tah work,” she announced and I sighed while standing up. 'No rest for the wicked I suppose, I thought silently to myself.

Post after post, we unloaded the fencing which, by Rarity’s standards, was pretty basic. Though I handled most of the work, AJ did throw in her fair share. ‘Hands really do come in handy,’ I kept my thoughts to myself.

As the storm continued, the lightning and thunder became more severe. There was almost no delay between flash and crackle of lightning. “We’ll have tah hurry, storm’s gettin worse,” AJ informed me and I snickered.

“Oh really? I didn’t know that,” I laughed sarcastically as I turned to show her my bare, soaking wet chest and drenched pants. She rolled her eyes and gave a short, quiet laugh with a shake of her head.

Inside the boutique, third person…

Rarity whined to herself. Her estrus cycle had really snuck up on her, and with terrible timing no less. Not only was she supposed to watch her younger sibling, but also was planning to put in her new fence today.

“How am I… supposed to work… with these urges… this is THE-WORST-POSSIBLE-THING-EVER!” she cried to herself before flopping down on her panic couch. Her aroma of estrus filled the air throughout the entire boutique, requiring her to close shop for the day in order to maintain her self-image. She would never allow ponies to believe her to be... loose.

She continued to whine and cry to herself until finally giving into her urges. Moseying up the stairs, she felt her loins quiver and threaten to force her legs to give out on her right then and there. “Just a little further darling,” she assured herself.

She entered her private room and locked the door behind herself. “Nopony will find out. Just this once.” She calmed herself enough to utilize a levitation spell and pulled out the fake horse shaft that used to reside in her washroom until her last incident.

As she drew the stiff rubber cock closer to herself, her legs finally gave out from the debilitating urges that plagued her mind. Lying on the ground but still able to use her magic, she levitated the toy down to her face.

Ever so slowly, the tip neared her mouth and she extended her slick tongue. She danced circles around the flared tip, lubricating the surface before slowly delving the toy into her mouth. She danced circles around the cock's length while it resided inside her mouth, the shaft itself becoming slicker by the second.

Her lower lips quivered in demand for attention. The white mare slowly removed the toy from her mouth, a string of saliva connecting her lower lip with the tip of the cock.

Using her magic, she slowly trailed the tip down her neck, past her chest and slowly down her belly. As the toy cock neared its prize, her back naturally arched in anticipation.

Her legs shook and stiffened, nearly bucking, as the toy brushed past her slippery wet cunt. The tip slowly approached her entrance but instead of thrusting herself, she began teasing.

Rarity bit her lower lip as she brushed the tip up and down her crevice, driving her building lust to the breaking point. “Oooh Rarity… you naughty filly,” she whispered to herself.

Her legs twitched and wiggled together as she drove herself to the brink. With a cry of pleasure, she ever so slowly started sliding the phallus into her snatch. Her slick wet lips spread apart to accommodate the size of the cock as it started filling her.

She drove the rubber penis in, inch after inch, and quickly reached her orgasm. With a moan of pleasure, her legs stiffened while her entire hip region clenched. A spurt of liquid seeped from her stuffed snatch, creating a small puddle on the ground.

With a deep exhale, she slid the cock out from her cunt, but her inner walls still clenched in desire to milk the fake cock. A masculine voice sounded from outside in a rhythm tune that aroused Rarity’s curiosity of whom it belonged to. It sounded like nopony she had ever heard before

“I ho, I ho, I’m off to Mexico.” There was a short laugh that followed but, with the storm so fierce, only the lyrics reached the beautiful white mare’s ears. She peeked out the window and spotted Twilight’s love interest. He wasn't speaking in his regular tone, but rather a mocking voice.

The big man hulked around the wooden posts as if they were mere feathers. His muscles tense and water dripping down his frame, Rarity gulped to herself. “Rarity! How dare you think of him that way!” she scolded herself before returning her gaze to the man.

She slouched her body to the side and let out a sigh as she imagined him entering her room, just as he was now. He’d grip her body with his drenched masculine hands, water dripping from his impeccable body, and then thrust himself into her. Rarity’s body quivered from the thought as her lower region urged for the need of sex.

“I suppose no harm… no foul,” she whispered innocently. Peering out the window and watching the man, her rump rose slightly, revealing her dripping wet hole to any who might enter the room, but that wasn’t an issue since she had locked the door.

A sudden lustful urge crossed her mind. ‘I could always go down there and just subdue him… perhaps he would enjoy it,’ she thought, her magic moving with a mind of its own and unlocking the door so that she could leave.

She gripped her thoughts and slapped herself across the jaw. “Rarity! You know Twilight loves him. The mere thought that you would think of doing such a thing is shameful!” she scolded herself but the phallus that thrusted itself inside of her didn’t help the urges that ravaged her body.

She hopped up to her hindlegs and placed her front hooves against each side of the window frame and she continued to pleasure herself. Juices splashing on the floor beneath her, and her undeniable scent filling the room as she moaned in the ecstasy of sex. Rarity quivered from the thought of the big man rutting her, holding her tight as he drove himself into her.

He paced around outside, singing a tune that mocked the original. Ever so slowly, Rarity lost herself in thought, imagining that the fake cock inside of her belonged to the man. “Oooh… oh yes… rut me you beast.” Her whines filled the room but, with nopony to hear, the conversation stayed with her, and her alone.

Her head dropped down as she looked to the floor, the cock still hammering her wet cooch. More and more, her moaning quickened as she started to build up for a second cumming.

Just as she neared her climax, the unlocked door swung open. Both she and the figure gasped in embarrassment. “GAH!” they both screamed and Rarity swung around, tossing the slimy wet cock in a random direction.

Unfortunately, with no sense of aim, the sticky cock slapped Burdy in the face. A smear of Rarity’s juices slimed his face. “Ugh!” he groaned as he wiped off his face in utter disgust.

“Don’t you knock?!” Rarity gasped but Evan was too busy trying to wipe the juices from his face. Realizing that she was in a very awkward predicament, she quickly went about to try and cover herself up. “It’s not what you think,” she announced and Evan simply nodded.

“Probably not, so we’ll leave it at: this never happened,” he stated and Rarity wiped her brow with a ‘phew’. Rarity looked up to the man only to notice his eyes searching her body, observing every curve.

Rarity made quick work to conceal her most private areas, most notably her wet hole and hard nipples. “Are you…” Rarity trailed off and Evan gulped with a shocked gasp.

“GAH! Sorry, I… uhh… lost myself in thought… I’ll uhm… just go,” he quickly stated and made for the door. With her climax still edging at her, Rarity’s urges quickly got the better of her.

Her magic immediately enticed the door and slammed it shut, locking it and keeping it closed. Evan turned his head with a raised eyebrow. “Come over here and rut me you wild animal.” Rarity tried her hoof at seducing the otherwise dense man.

“Uhm… well I… that is to say…” He trailed off but her magic gripped him by his belt buckle, pulling him over while at the same time undoing his belt. “Well… I-I-I shouldn’t. AH... I-I-I mean… I really-” Rarity cut him off as she pulled his head towards hers and locked lips with him.

He gave a muffled report but before he could back away she drove her tongue into his mouth. He tried to gulp but couldn’t as her tongue snuck deep into his throat. His body slowly unhinged and his tenseness faded away.

Her forelegs tangled around his back and held him close, her magic sliding off his pants and undergarments. His rod already rock hard, her magic aura began to play with it, slowly stroking up and down.

The big man managed a muffled groan before Rarity pulled both their bodies onto the bed. She needed this, badly. She apologized mentally to Twilight, knowing that she had a burning desire to love and cherish the man. However, she assured herself, that if Twilight was in her situation, she’d do the same thing.

Her forelegs traced up and down his back as they lined themselves up, still kissing each other furiously. Burdy pulled away from the lustful kiss and began to slick his tongue down her neck, forcing Rarity to arch her back in passion as she moaned out her tunes of love.

His hips slowly rocked forwards, sliding his cock into her depths and nearly instantly lubricating his cock with her slimy pussy juices. Rarity moaned loudly before burring her face into the big man's shoulder, then began to lick the length of his neck as he did to the opposite side of her.

“Oh yes darling! Drive me! Rut me like a filthy whore!” she squealed but the man stopped and placed a kiss on her cheek.

“I could never consider you a whore, ever,” he told her and a tear trickled down her cheek. Even during intercourse he was such a gentlecolt. Her lips quickly returned to his and their tongues dangled around each other.

His hips rocked back, sliding his cock out of her depth entirely. Very slowly, he thrust himself back inside of her, nearly filling her and forcing a moan of pleasure from deep within her throat. Every time he pulled out of her, she had an insatiable urge to be filled again. It was as if she was not complete without him inside of her.

He wasn’t the biggest she had ever had, but he was the most sincere and filled her with a feeling of love that nopony had ever done before. “Love me, love me like you would one of your own kind,” she whispered to him and he gulped.

“I’ve never… uhm… well, not until now,” he stammered feverishly.

‘He’s a… a virgin?!’ Rarity gasped with the sudden realization. “Darling, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to… for-” She was cut off as he placed his lips upon her. Rather than sneak his tongue inside her mouth, he held a very gentle and loving kiss.

Breaking from the kiss, he began to rock his hips against hers. His cock slid in and out of her with a timed pace that she quickly matched. Rocking into his hips, and sliding back in unison motion with him, the sensation of intercourse nearly doubled.

She held her hooves around his back until the pleasure started to become too much to bear. Her body fell back and she moaned loudly as he continued to thrust into her. She lost her rhythm and just laid there as he pounded her. Her moans grew louder and louder as the building pressure inside her continued to grow to a limit she had never reached before.

“Sweet Celestia… I’m… I’m cumming!” Rarity squeaked. Evan leaned against her and Rarity nestled her face into his neck and screamed loudly as she reached her climax. She began to kiss his neck feverishly as she endured the thrilling orgasm, her juices seeping out of her stuffed love hole.

As she reached a near peak in her orgasm, Evan grunted as his body stiffened. A warmth started to fill her and her eyes went wide as she glided across a new plateau of pleasure…

The door opened and a gasp filled the air, but it didn’t come from Rarity. Rarity fell from the window and scream. “GAH, Applejack!” she squeaked, bursting out from her fantasy world.

“Ah didn’t mean tah…” the southern pony began, but trailed off as her right eyebrow rose with a hint of suspicion. “What were yah doin at the window?” she asked and Rarity gulped.

“Nothing! Nothing, darling just… getting a breath of fresh air,” she lied with a sloppy smile and opened the window wide, forgetting about the terrifying storm outside. Gusts of rain and wind blew in her face, causing her to immediately slam the window shut.

Burdy heard the window slam and looked up, then just shrugged and figured it to be nothing. He grabbed another post and went back to work as the two mares upstairs continued their conversation.

“Rarity…” AJ said in a rather calm voice as she looked out the window to the dense brute who was doing most of the work she agreed to do. “Yah know how Twilight feels about him,” she told Rarity in a very stern voice and Rarity gulped with a feverish laugh.

“I know darling, it’s just… these urges are-” But the southern mare quickly cut her off.

“Ah know what it’s like tah be in heat, an’ ah know things can get… out of hoof sometimes. But fer Celestia’s sake Rarity, don’t let yer urges get the better of yah! Especially when our friend’s feelings are on the line,” Applejack told her close friend, who sighed in reply.

“I’m sorry,” Rarity apologized sincerely. “I just figured if I kept it to myself and didn’t get carried away… well, no harm no foul right?” she asked and the farmer took a deep breath through her nostrils and then nodded.

“Fine! no harm no foul. Just make sure yah don’t bring him into it, for Twilight’s sake,” she stated and Rarity nodded in complete acceptance. With that settled, the farmer left and proceeded outside where Burdy had almost completed the task.

Evan’s perspective…

So the storm was getting to a near terrifying point. Lightning was striking dangerously close to the town, making me wonder if I should still be working outside. Applejack trotted out and right over to me.

“Yah should probably leave,” she told me in a very blunt voice.

“Say what?! No way! You got me out here to help you with this job and you’re not gonna get me to leave and let you do the rest,” I told her.

She looked down to the ground and thought to herself. “Well, yah see… it’s not that... well yah see... the uhm…” She looked around, obviously looking for a truthful excuse.

“Sorry AJ, but you’re the Element of Honesty, so I know if you’re trying to make up truthful excuses,” I said with a calm tone, and then continued to heave around the supposedly heavy fence posts. I suppose if I was the size of a pony it would be more difficult, but this is where I am truly proud to have used the last few months to do nothing but pump iron.

“Well… Evan, ah promised not tah tell, so ah won’t. But ah will say this, go home right now an speak with Twilight about-” She was cut off by a sudden siren and a fire engine carriage that blew past us. Water was splashed from a rather large puddle and an enormous wave of water hosed the both of us. I clenched my eyes shut until the water had all settled again. 'Jackasses...' I thought to myself.

We watched the carriage zoom off into the distance and as we followed its path with our sight, we saw an ominous glowing light in the dark horizon. “What in tarnation?!” Applejack gasped and zoomed after the carriage.

I looked to the wagon stacked with posts, then to Applejack who had a lead on me now, then finally to the ominous glow in the distance. “Sorry Rarity, but I’ll finish this work later,” I muttered an apology to the mare, even though she probably couldn’t hear me.

Ponies were fast, and I had trouble even keeping pace with the distance between us and she easily outclassed me in speed. Ponies had four legs, and that’s my excuse. As we got closer to the farm, the orange ominous glow grew brighter, and my stomach started to twist. This wasn’t good, I just had this terrible feeling.

I arrived two or three minutes after AJ, and spotted her nearby with Dash, Derpy, and a few others. Firefighters blocked off the area and were blasting water cannons at the barn, which was engulfed in flame.

“LET ME THROUGH!” AJ screamed but a firefighter stallion held her back with several others behind him. Mac ushered his sister away who burst into tears just as a scream came from the barn. Rain still gushed down from the clouds above as lightning struck nearby, adding a freaky atmosphere to the situation.

“The hell’s going on?!” I yelled but AJ couldn’t speak, she was shredded in an emotional wreck. I looked to Dash who only gulped with a shiver. I pointed to the firefighter who had held my boss back. “You!” I yelled and he looked over to me, “The fuck is going on?!” I roared.

“There’s a filly stuck inside but the barn fire is nearing the flash point,” he responded and I gave him a confused look.

“The fuck does that mean? Never mind, go in there and save her!” I yelled but he shook his head.

“We can’t, it’s too dangerous. We’ll have to try and calm the fire down before we try anything,” he responded and I moved forwards.

“You’re telling me there’s a fucking pony in there and you’re not going to try and save her?!” I roared but he and two others held me in line.

“Sir, if the flash point hits, everything will spontaneously combust, it’s too dangerous,” he informed me in a stern voice. He stood on his hindlegs, gripping me with his front hooves while standing nearly eye to eye with me.

Everything seemed to slow down as I looked back to the Apple family. Dash, Fluttershy, and Mac tried to calm down the emotionally wrecked Applejack. The elderly Apple family granny stood nearby, also shedding tears, and that’s when it truly clicked. I knew exactly who the filly was.

My face twisted into an angered fury as I turned my attention back to the firefighter who was holding me in my place. An animalistic snarl escaped my mouth as my lips curled like an agitated wolf. I wasn’t necessarily angry at the firefighter, but he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. With a bout of anger I slammed an incredibly painful punch into his exposed gut, making him gasp and double over.

As he slouched, I brought my right arm up high and drove a nasty elbow into the back of his head, instantly knocking him unconscious and slumping him to the ground. The firefighter to the left tried to make a move but I reversed the momentum of my right arm and slammed a wicked haymaker across his head, shattering his helmet to pieces and sending him tumbling across the ground.

The third firefighter, to my right, darted for me but I swung my arm and backhanded him, clotheslining him and sending him crashing into the ground, his back slamming with a painful sounding THUMP!

I heard someone scream my name but I paid no attention. What I was about to do was stupid... insane... and probably borderline suicide. If I didn’t do it, Applebloom would perish, that much I knew.

Firefighters nearby spotted me rushing by and tried yelling at me to stop, but in my rage and anger, I couldn’t hear them. It seemed more like a dream now: things moving slowly and ponies screaming without words, it just seemed cliché.

I burst through the front doors and time returned to normal as a gust of flame blasted at me. I crossed my arms over my face to protect my eyes and felt a shiver travel down my back as I gulped. 'This is madness!' I thought briefly to myself.

Running foolishly into the building, I screamed out for Applebloom, but got no reply. Burning ashes touched my bare chest and burnt my arm hair. I coughed as smoke entered my lungs.

“Next time… I make the plan first,” I coughed and started pacing aimlessly into the barn, calling for Applebloom. I heard another scream that sounded as if it came from upstairs.

I raced over to the first set of ladders and grabbed the wooden rungs, but the wood had already begun to burn. I screamed in pain, pulling my hands back, but another scream from the young filly buried me deeper into my angered fury.

Without any thought of self-preservation, I grabbed the rungs and trekked upwards. I could feel my skin and flesh getting burned away and, as I reached the top of the ladder, one of the rungs I stepped on snapped.

I nearly lost my place and fell, but luckily my left hand held on. My body swung to the side and my bare back got fried against a burning post. I roared in pain and quickly swung back around then pulled myself up onto the haymow.

Bales which I had personally stacked myself, burned into nothing but ash. As I made for where I thought I had heard the screams come from, a roof beam snapped and came crashing down on top of me before I could even blink.

My screams of agony were drowned out by the crackling of flames and gusts of fire. The six by six beam was heavy and scalding hot. It threatened to crush me and probably would’ve if not for my muscular from. My body squirmed and withered in absolute pain as the beam not only pinned me, but started burning my fleshy skin.

The burning beam torched into my bare chest, debilitating me and rendering me helpless for the moment. A voice echoed in my head, the one who belonged to a dear childhood friend of mine. “You can do it… you can do anything you put your mind to,” Derreck told me.

A ghostly image of him formed above me and he knelt down. His body mass was even larger than mine, yet he still managed to find clothes to fit him. A nasty scar started at the top right of his forehead and traveled directly down his face, just barely missing his eye and erasing the eyebrow hair where it passed. It continued down his right cheek, passed his jaw, disappeared for a few inches, and then started again at his neck and traveled on a bit of an angle, ending at his collar bone.

A second scar was on a diagonal across his entire face. Starting at the top left of his forehead; it travelled diagonally downwards, passed over his eyebrow but not his eye, left its deep jagged mark across his nose, then started again on his right cheek. It crossed paths with his other facial scar, traveled down around his neck, and finally ended on the back of his right shoulder plate. Another scar was present on the right side of his top lip and dug in his skin a little.

The scars gave him a terrifying look that, added with his stony cold eyes, sent shivers into even my spine. “Do it for her. If not, then she dies,” he said, reaching down and gripping the log with both hands. I reached with my right and placed my hand over his but our hands fused together… well, sort of, he was a ghostly figure and probably some sort of hallucination due to smoke inhalation.

With a pained grunt we threw the massive beam aside, and it smashed through the feeble wall and to the ground below. He reached down with his burnt right hand and grabbed my burned hand.

Together, we stood my body up and stabilized my posture. “Now save her before it’s too late,” he told me before vanishing into the flames.

“Applebloom!” I yelled and I heard whimpering nearby. I scurried over to see the young filly shaking underneath a collapsed set of wooden beams. They had just started catching fire so, at the moment, she was relatively unharmed.

With a roar of agonizing pain, I grabbed the burning beams and tossed them aside. Applebloom cried as she leapt onto my burnt chest, holding me closely and I returning the tight embrace, holding her tight to make sure I didn’t lose her.

I turned back to leave the way I came but beams started falling from the roof, and the roof itself started collapsing. I heard screaming from outside as the barn started to heat up to an unbearable temperature. ‘This must be the flash point that one guy was talking about…’ I trailed off my thoughts as things started to burst into a frenzy of engulfed flame.

I gulped, turned and began running for the nearby wall. I felt the burning heat scorching my already torched back and howled in agony as I shifted my running stance. I turned my left shoulder towards the wall so that Applebloom would be sheltered from the collision.
I felt the impact but clenched my eyes shut from the excruciating pain that now riddled my body as I fell to the ground. I made sure to twist so that I’d hit the ground and Applebloom would be cushioned by my body.

My back hit something really hard, not as hard as stone, but harder than what the ground felt like. I heard a smashing sound and the ground beneath me cratered a bit. I tilted my foggy vision to see that I had landed on the hood of a fire engine carriage, one of the new motorized types.

I flofped my head back just as an explosion of flame erupted from the building, followed by screams from the crowd not too far away. “WE GOT INJURED!” screamed a firefighter nearby. Others rushed over and I felt Applebloom’s tears sting my burnt chest.

“Applebloom…” I whispered groggily and she looked up to me with frightened eyes. “You’ll be okay,” I assured her and flopped my head back with a pained and rather crude laugh. AJ rushed over and gasped with a sob as she plucked her younger sister off my chest, holding her tight.

The pain of reality now struck me as my fury wore off and I felt the full pain of my rescue mission. I winced and groaned as tears trailed past my eyes; this hurt really bad. Dash was the first to rush to my side, followed by Derpy who fell to her knees in tears. Technically Applejack was the first to arrive but I didn’t blame her for not gasping over my state, her sister had nearly died just moments ago and family always takes priority.

I looked to Dash with a pained expression. “I think… I need… to go… to the hospital…” I whispered exhaustedly then flunked my head back in pain.

Wednesday, April 29th, 2014…

So I had been in the hospital… for quite a while now. I guess it had only been two weeks, but wrapped up in a bunch of medical gauze didn’t make time go any faster. I had asked for a medical potion but they stated that, when I had fallen, I had busted a rib in my lower back and that the burns were so severe that I might not heal properly if administered a healing potion. They said that if I waited until I started healing naturally they might be able to help. Of course that was supposed to be anywhere from one and a half to two months from now.

The left side of my face had been burnt a little so now it was covered in bandages and I was blinded on that side due to the gauze wrap. My body served no better and my entire torso was wrapped up. Luckily for me, my pants had saved my legs from severe burns and the pants themselves were being cleaned by Rarity, who also volunteered to fix my boots.

However, even with the obvious pros of living through it, there was the shittier part of things. Twilight was, obviously, extremely static about the whole ordeal, having only heard about it once I had returned to the hospital. She had probably stayed with me the most out of anyone, only leaving to tend to the library when absolutely necessary.

I did kind of like Twilight's company though. Regardless if it was mostly about the brash idiocy of my actions, she did praise me once or twice for saving the young filly's life. That and it was nice having her around, even if she insisted on holding my hand half the time.

Applejack believed herself to be in some sort of eternal debt with me and was always coming by once a day to ask if I needed anything. I tried telling her again and again that it was nothing but she never listened.

I had only seen Derpy once and even then I didn’t get to talk to her, she just rushed out in tears. The others, minus Twilight, came around every so often to offer me company. Redheart stated that if my constant injuries continued, she’d have to reserve a room just for me, seeing as how they have to constantly ready a properly sized bed for my larger-than-pony body mass.

Other than that, things were alright, all aspects considered. I looked to my watch that rested on the night stand table, only to see that it was rather early in the day, 10:28am to be exact. My cold silver Christian cross lay flat on my gauze covered chest and I managed a smile.

I looked up to the ceiling and smiled, knowing that ‘He’ himself was probably watching over me. “I know I don’t talk to you much, but thank you. Thank you so much.” I sent the Lord my thanks as a tear dribbled down my face.

My hospital door opened and Nurse Redheart entered. “Time to change your bandages,” she informed me and I nodded as I staggered my way out of bed. My busted rib didn’t make things very easy and the lingering pain of the burns was still there.

She, among all the doctors and nurses in the hospital, was about the only one I trusted to care for me right now. I know that doctors were supposed to be professionals and take their jobs seriously, but I just had this suspicion that with how I was, that one grey doctor would probably take advantage of my situation and stick me with a needle or something.

We slowly undid my bandages, all of them. I was supposed to be bare and I was, due to the hospital gown not fitting me. At first it was weird, having a nurse tend to me while I was pretty much naked, but eventually I got used to it. I would wear boxers but the top waist lining irritated some of my burns both on my back and stomach.

At my request, Redheart usually stood on her hindlegs so that her head wasn’t so close to my private areas which were exposed. As we removed my gauze, I looked to all the burns which were deep and dark red. It looked horrifying, like something from a horror movie which seemed all too real.

My mind shivered at the thought of my body being permanently scarred. In the end I always came back to the thoughts: it was for Applebloom, and that always made it worth it. Redheart soon finished with my bandages and looked up to my eyes. "Now be good and I'll find you a juice box," she told me with a wink. I smiled lightly, she always had a way of treating me like some little kid. She walked out but didn't leave long before returning. It was in fact, so brief that I hadn't even managed to get back into bed.

“You have a visitor,” she informed me and I looked back to see Derpy standing in the doorway. I smiled and nodded as Redheart left Derpy and I alone.

Derpy stepped towards me but stopped a few feet away. “What’s cracking Derpy?” I asked enthusiastically.

“I… I just wanted to say I’m sorry and… and… and goodbye before I leave.” She had to suck back a deep breath before finishing the last part. She sounded depressed and nearly tear stricken.

“WHAT?! Go where?” I gasped as she turned to leave but I managed to grab her before she could do so. “Gah!” I gasped as I felt some of my wounds split open underneath my bandages. “Derpy, hold on! Please tell me what’s wrong,” I pleaded desperately, not wanting to lose such a close friend.

“I almost killed you.” She burst into tears and fell to her knees. I was lost. ‘How did she almost kill me?’ I wondered to myself.

“What? No you didn’t,” I laughed and she nodded.

“Of course I did. Rainbow Dash had me help her with the rainstorm because she was behind schedule and wanted some extra time afterwards to practice her new moves but… but…” She trailed off in sorrowful tears.

I painfully knelt down beside her and nodded. “Go on Derpy, it’s okay,” I gently ushered her to continue.

“I kind of… well… it got out of hoof really quickly and I accidentally struck the barn with a bolt of lightning..." she trailed off and gulped down a deep swallow. This was obviously hard for her but I rested a hand on her shoulder, assuring her that I was there for her. "And then it caught on fire and… well… I couldn’t stop it… I’M SO SORRY I ALMOST KILLED YOU!” Derpy screamed in tearful sobs but I shook my head and gently took her into a loving hug.

“Derpy," I whispered, tears now ready to ravage my eyes. "Never ever think that you almost killed me. What happened with you was an accident and accidents happen, no matter how severe. And what happened with me was my own choice, nopony else’s. Hell, that’s why I decked those firefighters.” I ended with a snicker from the last comment then hugged her a little tighter. “I will always love you Derpy, no matter what,” I told her and she whimpered into my shoulder. Tears trickled down my eyes, but I’d never let anypony but her know I was crying.

Shw wiggled a bit, hugging me slightly harder, and I returning the gesture. Her beautiful mane course down passed my shoulders as she shuddered in my arms, sobbing from the emotions that were now out.

“Promise?” she asked through a sob and I nodded.

“Tail Twist Swear,” I replied with a smile as tears ran down my face. She squeezed me tight, really tight, and I gasped in pain. “Der… erpy…” I wheezed painfully as she unintentionally put me through agonizing pain.

She quickly released me with a shocked look on her face. “Sorry… I guess I shoulda told you… my ribs are a bit busted, so it hurts to hug that tight,” I informed her then returned to a gentler hug.

I felt her sniffle and snort from time to time as she held me while I held her back. Even Twilight wasn’t this emotional, but I’m glad we cleared this up. “Thank you Evan… thank you for forgiving me,” Derpy whispered and I nodded.

“It’s what friends are for,” I whispered back, but now tears poured down my face against my will with no signs of stopping. After several moments we broke from the hug and stood up. “Are you crying?” she asked and I nodded.

“Yeah… just don’t tell anypony. It’ll be our little secret.” She nodded while I wiped the tears from my face. Moving over to my bed, I gently flopped down before reaching over to the nightstand.

“Wanna play a game or something? It gets boring in here,” I asked the ditzy mare who nodded. “Okay, just give me a second while I do something important,” I told her then retrieved a pencil and paper. Rather than make a pun, I made sure to keep things proper, since this was another serious letter to my teacher.

Dear Princess Sparkle,
It may not have been all at once, but I recently learned that friendship is a truly priceless thing. No matter the cost, always help your friends who are in desperate need. If ever in doubt, reconcile with a friend, perhaps it isn’t as bad as you may think, and above all else, love and cherish those you hold dear.

Your faithful student,
Burdy

Author's Notes:

Okay, now that's depressing... or heart wrenching, however you wanna put it. Oh and a funny little tid-bit of information about me for you guys, I know a lot of you critisize Burdy for being this dense, but take my word for it, I'm that dense. My brothe slaps me upside the head every time we leave some place where I've stricken a nice calm (To my knowledge) conversation with a cashier and he says "She wanted your dick and you were like: durr!". Anyway, I just kind of hit mid-life crisis really, really, really early. I kinda wanna buy a Harley Davidson (Not like a: I want it because I wanna be a cool kid, but because I want to have a V-twin engine motorcycle to cruise around when I feel like it.)
Anyway, as always, I hope you all are doing well out there and if any of you want to ask me about my personal life, feel free to give me a shout. Okay well, best of wishes to yah all!