Applejack paced back and forth in her room. Her footsteps creaked on the floor, keeping her siblings up. She ignored the knocks they sent through the walls asking her to stop so they could sleep.

She stopped and looked outside, at the round moon hanging over the sky. It seemed so peaceful, which didn’t set well with her troubled mood.

The lion’s share of her friends had already been turned by the Dazzlings. The Dazzlings had new magic which made just thinking about them difficult. Even conjuring the name into her mind, when she was at home and far away from them, taxed her mental faculties. Which of course, made it more difficult to form a plan for how to fight them. How was one supposed to discuss a strategy against an enemy that induced headaches whenever their name was so much as thought of?

Applejack blinked and focused her gaze to the moon. The way she saw it, there was only one thing to do. Solve this problem in her own way.

She pulled out her phone and dialed Pinkie Pie.

“Pinkie, meet me outside the school later tonight. We’re doing sumthin about this.”

Pinkie responded something in Spanish that Applejack didn’t understand.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Applejack said before hanging up. Then she turned to her closet and pulled out a baseball bat.

“If those fancy foreign floozies think they just come in here and start messing things up for us, then they’ve got another thing coming.”

She gave the bat a swing through the air, feeling its power as it arced. Professor “Dagi” wouldn’t know what hit her.

“I’d love to see Dagi keep that smirk on face when I bash her skull in with this baby,” Applejack said, feeling the bat up and down.

She felt bad about not getting Twilight involved, especially considering their dwindling numbers, but she didn’t Twilight would approve of raw, unrestrained violence as the answer to their problems. She certainly would hesitate to agree to Applejack’s plan to forgo their usual plan of “use friendship to purify the world and defeat the villain” and instead “use psychological warfare by invading their safe spaces.”

Applejack stood outside the entrance to the school, hiding behind a bush. She watched it intently, expecting someone to come out. The custodians should have locked the place down by now, but she couldn’t be too careful.

The bushes rustled next to her, and Applejack got her bat ready. But it turned out to just be Pinkie Pie, meeting her like she said she would.

“Pinkie, there you are,” Applejack said. “Goodness, I nearly clobbered you. Don’t sneak up on me like that next time.”

“Pero no se supuone que seamous astutos?”

“What? Pinkie, y’all know I can’t understand you, right?”

Pinkie sighed. She got out her phone and typed something, then showed it to Applejack.

I thought we were sneaking?

“Yeah, but not on each other,” Applejack said. “We’re trying to get back at those teachers.”

Right, Pinkie typed. How are we doing that again?

“Well, the way I see it, they’ve been getting into everybody’s heads. So what we’re gonna do is turn the tables on them and get into their heads. We’re going to go in there, bust into their office, and mess the place up.”

And how will that help, exactly?

“It’ll show them that, even with half our friends on their side, we’re not defenseless,” Applejack said. “That we’re still strong. That we can play hardball with them. Now, are you in or out?”

In.

Pinkie produced a rolling pin.

Let’s do this.

The two of them quietly crept up to the school’s front entrance. Applejack tested the knob to be sure it was locked before she resorted to something drastic. After being sure that it was, she raised up her baseball bat.

“And just what are you two doing?”

Applejack and Pinkie turned around, surprised to see Big Macintosh with his arms crossed.

“Big Macintosh!” Applejack said. “We were just going to ...”

“To?” Big Macintosh asked, eager for her to complete the sentence.

“Break into the school and wreck the teachers’ office to teach them a lesson about messing with our friends.”

Big Macintosh glared, disapproval intent in his eyes.

“Without me?” Big Macintosh asked.

“Uh … I didn’t think you’d want in,” Applejack said.

“Applejack, I trust you, ” Big Macintosh said. “If you think there’s a good reason to mess up the teachers’ office, then, well, I’m just going to have to trust my little sister’s judgment. Now, allow me.”

Big Macintosh went up to the door and picked the lock with a bobby pin. He peeked his head inside.

“Clear!” Big Macintosh said.

The three of them went inside. It was a little hard to see with the lights out, so they used their phones for flashlights.

“Where are we going?” Big Macintosh asked.

“To Miss Dagi’s office,” Applejack said. “We’re going to start with her and work on the rest.”

“Dagi? Oh, that’s a shame, I liked her,” Big Macintosh said.

“Uh, Big Mac? Have y’all not noticed how all the other students stopped speaking English and starting wearing outfits that looked exactly like hers?”

Big Macintosh shrugged. “I thought it was just some fashion trend.”

“Have you paid any attention to what she’s been doing around to the school?”

“Not as such,” Big Macintosh said.

Applejack’s glared hardened. “You don’t know a thing about her, do you, Big Mac? You just like her cause she’s easy on the eyes.”

“I won’t dignify that with a response,” Big Mac retorted, but the blush on his cheeks gave him away.

“Aqui!” Pinkie shouted, waving them over when she found the office.

“Big Macintosh, work your magic,” Applejack instructed, and Big Macintosh picked the lock.

They went inside and made a mess of the place. They scattered papers, knocked over chairs, and Big Macintosh even put his strength to work to knock the desk and bookshelf over. By the end of it, it looked like a drug junkie had ransacked the thing trying to find their fix.

“They’re gonna have a heck of a time fixing that up,” Applejack said with satisfaction.

“Eyup.” Big Macintosh said. “We should keep moving. No telling when we might run into a janitor, and all that noise might attract someone.”

They sneaked out of the office as easily as they went in. Then they did the same to Ariel’s and Sonia’s offices, all without a hitch.

“I can’t believe that worked!” Applejack pumped her fist as they walked out of Sonia’s office, the last on their hit list. “All right, now let’s get out of here.”

“Now?” Big Macintosh asked.

“Yeah, now,” Applejack said. “Them teachers have taken over almost the entire school, Big Macintosh. We can’t stay here. It’s too risky.”

“We also can’t just leave those offices like that,” Big Macintosh said. “If you only do the three of them, they’re going to know it was you. Don’t you think they might retaliate?”

That’s a good point, Pinkie typed out.

“What do you think we should do?” Applejack said.

“Go find some other teacher’s offices, mess them up too,” Big Macintosh said. “Throw ‘em off the trail.”

“Big Macintosh, I don’t think you understand,” Applejack said. “I want them to know it was us. I want them to be afraid of us, so they take us seriously as a threat.”

“Didn’t you say they took over the school?” Big Macintosh asked. “I’d say that means that they’re taking you plenty seriously.”

“Hmph. Let’s just get out of here before we’re found.”

They walked down the hall. Applejack led their pack, and the lights in the hall came in just as Applejack turned round the corner, blinding them for a moment.

“What the?” Big Macintosh asked.

“Bonsoir, Applejack!” Sunset Shimmer said, standing in the hallway. “What are you doing here at this time of night?”

She seemed taller, and not just because of her boots. She looked like she was growing into an adult, standing head and shoulders above Applejack with her cleavage jutting out prominently. Her boobs were huge, and just at the right height to match with Applejack’s head. Applejack thought at any minute, Sunset would launch forward and smother and suffocate her face with those boobs.

“I could ask you the same thing,” Applejack snapped, trying to keep her eyes focused on Sunset’s face, and not her rack. “What are y’all doing here at this time?”

“I was studying,” Sunset said.

“Studying,” Applejack said.

“Oui, oui,” Sunset said. “Surely you don’t think becoming a master of the French language just happens overnight, do you, ma cherie?”

“I don’t,” Applejack said. “And I’m not your cherie.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” Sunset said. “Being my cherie comes up with several benefits …”

Applejack could swear she saw Sunset’s boobs jiggle spontaneously, tugging at her latex dress, as if they’d been trained to respond to certain verbal cues of Sunset’s.

“We’ll have to discuss those, some other time,” Applejack said, trying to get around, but Sunset matched her every movement.

“You still haven’t answered my question, cowgirl,” Sunset said, with just a hint of a dangerous edge to her voice, so subtle it could have easily been missed if Applejack wasn’t looking for exactly that sort of thing. “What are you doing here?”

“Uh, the truth is ...” Applejack stammered. She hung her head in shame. “The truth is, I’ve been failing in a few of my classes, and my teachers have been having me over at the school every night for extended sessions so we can’t catch up on my grades.”

“Oh, I see,” Sunset said.

“Promise you won’t tell anyone?” Applejack asked, adopting a shy, demure posture. “It’s kind of embarrassing. I’m normally such a hard worker, but I can’t just get my head over some of these math problems.”

“Of course. I understand.” Sunset said, placing a hand on Applejack’s shoulder to assure her. Of course, all it did was make Applejack feel like she just been grabbed by a claw machine from which there was no way out. Was Sunset’s grip always this strong.

“Well, carry on!” Sunset said, giving Applejack a big ol’ smile and walking away. The footsteps of her boots echoed down the hall, and her hips swayed back and forth as she walked, but other than that, she seemed content to leave them alone.

“Wow,” Pinkie Pie said. “Did we really just get off that easy?”

“Eeenope,” Big Macintosh said. “Something’s up.”

“Would you keep quiet?” Applejack said. “We just dodged a total bullet, and I for one am not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. We’re getting out of here. Now.”

They followed Applejack’s lead, making a beeline straight for the nearest exit they could think of, the one that led into the sports field.

“Come on, come on,” Applejack muttered, praying they could get out before someone else noticed them.

No such luck, as Miss Dagi exited out from one of the side doors.

“Shit,” Applejack cursed under her breath.

“Applejack,” Big Macintosh scolded her. Just because they were in a bad situation was no excuse for her not to mind her manners.

Dagi turned and saw them, and the way her eyebrows bounced up made her seem genuinely surprised.

“Applejack,” Dagi said. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, just, you know, studying,” Applejack said, tapping her fingers together. “Trying to catch up on my math class.”

“Yes,” Dagi said. “Sunset told me about that. But I thought you were done for the night?”

“I … am!” Applejack said, seizing the way out she saw. “I was just on my way to the little girls’ room before heading home.”

“I see,” Dagi said. “Well, don’t go anywhere. Maybe you can help me with something.”

“Uh, I just said I needed to use the-”

“You can hold it,” Dagi said, placing a hand on Applejack’s shoulder and steering her into the room. “Come here. There’s something I want you to see.”

Applejack looked over her shoulder at Big Macintosh and Pinkie, who grimaced.

Dagi steered into the room, and Applejack swore again, though mentally this time. It was Dagi’s office. The one they trashed.

“I was just going to get some papers and finish up some late work when I found my office like this,” Dagi said, making a dramatic sweeping gesture with her arm. “It’s all too much to deal with right now, certainly, this late at night, but I was hoping you could help me find the one paper I need to get my work done.”

“Uh, Miss Dagi, I’m not sure ...”

“You’re not?” Dagi said, her voice full of despair. “And here I had heard so much about the Apple Family’s genosirity.”

Applejack huffed. She did not just insinuate something against her family name.

Applejack adjusted her hat. “Ma’am, believe you me, when it comes to the Apple Family, there ain’t no family better. If it can be found, we will find it.”

So for the next several minutes, Applejack went through every paper in the room that she had earlier been the cause of scattering. She worked with Dagi, and Applejack did her best not to let her fear show through.

“Uh, ma’am?” Applejack said, respectfully as possible while holding some of Dagi’s papers. “We’ve been searching for awhile now, and we still haven’t found your papers.”

“Keep looking,” Dagi said. “I’m sure it’s here somewhere.”

“Ma’am, with respect,” Applejack said. “I’d appreciate a bathroom break. I did tell you I needed to use the restroom.”

“Right now?” Dagi whined.

“I really need to go,” Applejack said.

She didn’t like what it portented when that caused Dagi to bust into laughter.

“Oh, Applejack ...” Dagi leaned against the wall, her boobs shifting in her dress. “I think we both know that’s not true.”

Applejack started backing towards the door. She turned to make a break for it.

Adagio snapped her fingers, and the door slammed shut before Applejack could get through.

Applejack inhaled sharply and made peace with her fate. She turned back to Adagio.

“What do you want from me?” Applejack asked.

“Tell me why you’re really here,” Adagio. “Because I know it wasn’t because of your grades. Did you miss me? Was that it?” She started advancing towards Applejack with long, slow strides that let Applejack peek up up her skirt and appreciate the view of her thighs. “Did you see how much fun your friends were having and decided you just couldn’t wait for me to get to you?”

“No, no, that wasn’t it,” Applejack said.

“Oh, come now, Applejack, you can be honest with me.” Adagio said. “I won’t tell anyone. Let your true feelings out.”

Adagio closed her eyes, leaned forward, and puckered up.

Applejack took the opportunity and slugged her as hard as she could, sending Adagio stumbling. Adagio caught herself on the wall and wiped her cheek.

“Worth a shot,” Adagio muttered.

Big Macintosh pried the door open and grabbed Applejack, yanking her out of the room so they could make their escape.

“You can’t get away!” Adagio shouted, dashing out of the room, sliding her boots across the floor like some kind of asymmetrically-proportioned monster in a horror movie. “Surely you realize by now that’s there no hope for you!”

The three of them kept on running anyways, not letting Adagio ‘s psychological tricks claw into their heads.

But as they rounded another corner, their escape route was once again blocked off, this time by Aria and Rarity. Aria’s hand was wrapped around Rarity’s shoulder, demonstrating how she was now Aria’s possession.

“Oh, Applejack, Pinkie Pie!” Rarity said, greeting them. “Fancy meeting you here this time of day!”

“Yeah,” Applejack said. “Seems to be going around.”

“You seem haggard, darlings,” Rarity said. “Where are you running off to in such a rush?”

“Anywhere but here,” Big Macintosh replied, his eyes firmly on Aria Blaze.

“Oh, but isn’t the school lovely at night?” Rarity said. “The mystery, the suspense. It’s the perfect opportunity to find a tragic vampire to fall in love with! Or maybe a werewolf...”

“I’m sure that’s all very nice, but Rarity, you need to come with us,” Big Macintosh said, extending his hand. “We need to get you away from ...” He jerked his head towards Aria, as if that would somehow make it less obvious who he was referring.

“Who? From Aria Blaze? Nonsense!” Rarity patted Aria on the hips. “Aria’s on our side. She defected, isn’t that right?”

“Right,” Aria said.

“Uhh ...” Big Macintosh said, not sure what to do with his information.

“Besides,” Aria said. “Could someone who was your enemy, and not your friend, do something like this?” She kissed Rarity on the forehead. “And make you feel this good?”

Rarity’s eyes went fish-eyed for a moment, before being replaced by swirls. She giggled, then gulped hard, choking down an imaginary load of semen launched from Aria’s thick cock, which she didn’t have. But though the cum was imaginary, the swelling it caused in her breasts was real. So too was the foam that bubbled up over her stretched-out top as her tits began lactating and spewing beer.

“This way!” Big Macintosh shouted, grabbing Applejack and Pinkie and running back the way they came.

“Hmm.” Aria placed a finger to her chin. “I suppose we could go after them. I suppose we should go after them. But I’d rather stay here and have a little more fun with you. Besides, I’m sure the others have it covered.”

Aria pinched and squished Rarity’s cheeks together, tapping a finger to Rarity’s head. Aria delighted in the joyous smile on Rarity’s face as she worked hard to choke down another huge load.

Big Macintosh, Pinkie and Applejack arrived at an intersection between the halls, with two paths open before them, not counting the one they just came from.

“Which way?” Applejack shouted.

“Well, we can’t go that way, because Adagio’s over there,” Big Macintosh said.

Pinkie tapped Applejack’s shoulder for attention and showed her text. Shouldn’t she have caught up by now?

Applejack shrugged.

“Oh, Rainbow Dash! Look who it is!”

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy emerged from the one remaining unexplored hall, Fluttershy’s long dress slinking along the floor like a puddle of cloth, and Rainbow Dash looking good in a very short skirted version of Adagio’s dress.

“It’s our friends,” Fluttershy said. “Applejack, Pinkie, we haven’t seen you in so very long. Won’t you come over here? Let me … kiss you hello.”

“Nope!” Applejack prepared to sprint down the other hall, but Adagio and Sunset Shimmer appeared.

“Damn it,” Applejack swore. These girls were like zombies. Every time she thought she managed to get away from one, two more showed up.

“Are these the intruders you were telling me about, Sunset?” Adagio asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” Sunset said. “Applejack tried to sell me a fib, but I wasn’t buying.”

“Well!” Adagio clapped her hands and rolled them together evilly. “I am just so glad you three are all here! After all, your friends have just been dying for a reunion, you know, since they haven’t seen you in so long!”

“We have,” Fluttershy said, she and Rainbow Dash taking a step forward towards the would-be intrepid heroes. Rainbow Dash drew her fingers her across her lips and flashed a flirtatious V sign at Big Macintosh.

Applejack’s group tried backing down the hall, but Aria came after all, dragging a wobbly-footed Rarity with her, who Aria had to keep guiding with her hand to prevent Rarity from slumping against a wall.

Adagio gave a feigned squeal of excitement. “Oh, well isn’t this just lovely! Your whole group, together again at last! Wait a minute. One, two ...” She started counting, pointing her finger. “Where’s the other one? Where’s Twilight Sparkle? Ah, no matter. With the six of you under, getting her will be a cinch.”

“You’re forgetting one thing!” Applejack said. “The two of us aren’t under yet!”

“You might as well be,” Adagio huffed.

“Oh yeah?” Applejack pulled her fist back to throw a haymaker, but before she knew it, Sunset Shimmer was behind her and lifting her up by the shoulders. She was like a shadow traveling across the room, there one minute, gone the next.

“Hey!” Applejack struggled. “Put me down!”

“What do you think, mistress?” Sunset said. “Should I put her down?”

“No.”

Pinkie tried backing away quietly, hoping to escape unnoticed in the chaos, but Aria placed Rarity in her path.

Big Macintosh put his hands up, bracing for a fight.

Rainbow Dash charged at him, jumping on him and wrapping her legs around his waist. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him passionately, making him stagger into the wall.

“Rainbow Dash, no!” Adagio said. “Not in front of his sister! I do have some standards.”

Sunset hefted Applejack up, spun her around, and buried Applejack’s face into her cleavage, just like Applejack knew she would.

Rainbow Dash looked to Adagio for permission.

Adagio responded with a nonchalant shrug. “Good enough.”

Rainbow Dash assumed her kissing-fest of Big Macintosh, pressing her lips deep into his and running her hands all over his cheeks.

The magic went to work, and Big Macintosh’s cock got hard and strong, forming a bulge in his pants. Dark spots spread through as he was made to cum, shooting his load and ruining his underwear as spunk dripped through it.

Adagio mimed a cutting motion across her throat to Aria, who understood the command. She picked up both Big Macintosh and Rainbow Dash by the collars of their shirts and took them elsewhere.

Applejack felt a foreign thought in her head about how good Sunset’s soft and squishy breasts felt on her face, but she managed to push away – and then pushed Sunset, giving her a good shove, kicking her stomach and slugging her on the face, knocking her down to the floor.

Applejack and Pinkie raced to get away, the two of them teaming up to tackle and shove Adagio Dazzle out of their way.

Adagio grimaced at them, infuriated they would dare to touch her beautiful person in such a way, but she grew more concerned with Sunset Shimmer, remembering Applejack knocking her down.

She rushed over to her charge, overrun with a twisted affection for her.

“Sunset! Sunset, are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Sunset groaned. She went to pick her beret, which fell off after Applejack’s attack. “I’m fine – I’ll be fine.”

“Get them,” Adagio ordered.

“Got it,” Fluttershy said. She leaned down and blew a kiss, which hit a bulls-eye directly on the back of Pinkie’s neck.

“Pinkie?” Applejack asked, noticing her slowing down.

“I think – I think they got me, Applejack!”

“No!” Applejack said. The fact Pinkie could speak English again didn’t seem worth worrying about in the moment.

Fluttershy blew another kiss, which hit its mark just the same.

Pinkie moaned and sank onto her bottom.

“Damn it, Pinkie!” Applejack grabbed Pinkie’s wrist and tried to pull her up. “Let’s go!”

“No!” Pinkie slapped Applejack’s hand away. “I can already feel it taking over me, Applejack. Run! Save yourself!”

Applejack’s eyes watered.

“Mm ...” Pinkie moaned. “Applejack, your lips look so tasty ...”

Applejack sniffed, then turned and ran.

Fluttershy came up to Pinkie and crawled on top of her, kissing her deeply and using the magic the Dazzlings had given her to bring Pinkie her mind-breaking orgasm.

Applejack managed to get out of the building, tears streaming down her eyes.

Shining Armor barged into his sister’s room. He went and shook her awake.

“Mm … Shining Armor?” Twilight asked. “What are you doing?” She checked her clock. “It’s 3 AM in the morning.”

“One of your friends is here to see you,” Shining Armor said contemptuously, as if he was just as bothered as being woken up as she was. “Says it’s important. Says she’s ‘lost Pinkie’?”

Shining Armor was taken aback by the way Twilight bolted out of the bed and out the door.

“Whoa! With moves like that, Twiley, you should be on the sports team instead of me!”

Twilight opened the door to find Applejack there, her face a mess, cheeks wet with tears.

“What happened?” Twilight asked.

“I … Pinkie … I thought I could, we could … then Big Macintosh … and Sunset … and Fluttershy! Oh, Twilight! It’s all my fault! I thought ...” She broke into ugly crying, her wails sorrowful and her mouth unable to form words.

Twilight took Applejack into her arms, patting Applejack’s back while Applejack sobbed into Twilight’s shoulder.

Applejack sniffed.

“We … we can’t win this time,” Applejack said. “We can’t.”

Twilight hoped that wasn’t true.

Author's Notes:

This chapter was a bit of a sore point, as I needed some conflict to get Applejack and Pinkie to where the Dazzlings could get them, but even with Applejack being a stubbornheaded person, and the idea of "break into someone's private space and ransack to intimidate them" isn't a terrible plan in a vacuum if you're the kind of law-breaking mobster who considers intimidating important, it ... still seemed like a stretch that Applejack wouldn't realize going into the school, at night, where the Dazzlings spend most of their time, in some hare-brained scheme to try and use psychological guerrilla warfare when that's not her strong suit, was a bad idea. But oh well, what'chu you gonna do? The plot demands someone get kissed!

Intended Translations:
Pero no se supuone que seamous astutos? = But aren't we supposed to be sneaky?

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