2nd Rodeo [Action | Forward-dated to Tuesday morning]

[honestapples]

[Luceti, today, there is a blond girl fast asleep underneath an awning, leaning against the wall of the grocery store. The rain doesn't seem to be bothering her - in fact, she's mostly out of the way of it. But there's a cowgirl hat pulled down low over her face, something to hide behind as she dozes on, oblivious to the world.

Eventually, once she either wakes up on her own or is woken up, she'll be staggering around town like a drunk... or possibly a newborn foal. Just two legs is hard, okay? She'll be trying to get her bearings, which will mean trying to find somepony who can tell her what in the world is going on. And she's also really hungry. But food comes after figuring out what's going on and then finding if anyone's been taking care of her dog for her these last two weeks.

She can be found just about anywhere in town, and later on at the farmlands, occasionally grumbling under her breath when she overbalances on these Just Two Legs. Later in the day, her balance will be better and she'll look a little more at home, being bipedal.

And if she's grumbling, it's bound to be something along the lines of:]

How do all the hue-mans do this...?

[[ooc: Mallynap effect is temporary humanization. Replies will be coming from honestmelons I swear I didn't come up with the name but it was also too funny not to use]]

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[brokethefourthwall]

Applejack? [Blink.]

Are you suuuure you're Applejack? I mean, I know Applejack, and you don't look anything like her.

...perfect.

[honestmelons]

[Exasperation. She has it.] Pinkie. Ah know Ah don't, but... look, the Malnosso came an' plucked me up off the farm a couple weeks ago. Ah don't know what they did, but Ah woke up lookin' like this.

[asldaiwjalksd this has to sound insane coming out of a hue-man. But she really hopes Pinkie will believe her anyway.]

...Ya know Ah wouldn't lie to ya.

[brokethefourthwall]

... Applejack you look really weird. [Snort.]

[honestmelons]

[This is a relieved sigh.]

Ah know. Ah'm still not used ta this... walkin' on two legs thing. An' Ah feel all off-balance without my tail.

[brokethefourthwall]

It looks really hard. Are you going to be able to get around okay like that?

[...]

Oh! I know! I can go get my wagon and tow you back to the farm! [Giggle.]

[honestmelons]

Y'know... that might help a lot. Ah need ta get back there an' make sure Winona's doin' okay, but it's real hard gettin' around.

[Well. Winona and all the livestock. She really hopes the remaining sheep weren't attacked while she was gone.]

It's like learnin' how ta walk all over again.

[brokethefourthwall]

Okie Dokie Lokie! Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back!

[She giggles happily, turning around and skipping off into the distance, on her way home.

...Except she stops at a nearby tree, pulling a bright red wagon from the branches.]

[honestmelons]

[Pinkie what the hay how do you do these things.]

...in a tree?

[brokethefourthwall]

Well how else am I gonna keep it from rolling away?

[honestmelons]

Tyin' it up, maybe?

[brokethefourthwall]

Don't be silly, AJ! We both know you're the one who carries all the rope!

[honestmelons]

[She has a point there. Silly as it is. And, oddly, it makes enough sense for AJ to just shrug it off.]

Fair 'nough. But if ya need any ta tie up that wagon, just ask an' it's all yours.

[brokethefourthwall]

Thanks a bunch! [Giggle.]

Will you be able to fit in here okay?

[honestmelons]

[Now that she's looking at it, she isn't so sure. But if she can fit as a pony, she can fit as a hue-man, right? That should totally work.]

Ah think so... Guess there's only one way ta find out, though.

[And now the hard part: figuring out how to get in a wagon when you can barely manage to stand.]

[brokethefourthwall]

[Pinkie offers one of her hoofs in support.]

Let me know if you need help, okiedoke?

[honestmelons]

Okay... [Yeah, she's too stubborn to admit she needs the help, even though it's blatantly obvious. She's going to try this at least once on her own, durnit.

One foot goes in the wagon.

....ohgod only one leg left flailing time is now--

crashing backward onto the ground is totally how you get in the wagon, right.]

[brokethefourthwall]

Ohmygosh, Applejack! Are you okay?

[Nudging you back onto your rear now. Dirt is not on the menu tonight, missy.]

[honestmelons]

Ah'm okay.... Ah'm okay.

[But the dirt, it's so tasty.

I mean, uh.

Sitting up again. Rubbing her hip gingerly. Eyeballing that wagon, trying to figure out the next mode of attack.]

Ah gotta admit, the hue-mans make this kinda stuff look way easier'n it really is.

[brokethefourthwall]

I hope I never have to find out.

[honestmelons]

Ah hope so too.

[Applejack laughs despite herself as she tries to do a half-crawl into the wagon.]

Ah guess this's what Ah get for wishin' Ah was taller'n Big Macintosh all those times when we were little.

[brokethefourthwall]

How else are you supposed to get the apples at the tippy-top of the trees? [Giggle.]

[honestmelons]

[She laughs.] Buckin' 'em down hasn't failed me yet.

[brokethefourthwall]

Ohmygosh! Can you still work the farm... like this?

[honestmelons]

Of course Ah can! [It's her challenge with Big Mac all over again...] How hard could it be just ta take care of everythin' Ah already got started?

[brokethefourthwall]

If it's as hard as walking, we might have a problem.