08 Apple Crumble [Back-dated to Saturday Zombies]

[downtoearthpony]

Part A | Around 337 Brady Lane

[Well looky here. Zombies. This is just great. Applejack's seen Nightmare of the Dead before, and that was a good reference for the last time there was zombies swarming Mayfield. Last time Theo kept the house pretty safe from them too, so she figures this will probably a good place to keep an eye on things.

Most of her friends can probably handle this too. It's not like they're new or can't....

OH SWEET CELESTIA APPLE BLOOM IS HERE NOW!!

And now there's an orange blur as a pony runs out into the street.]

Goldarn it, this town just enjoys making things difficult, doesn't it?!

Part B | Anywhere in Town

[There is a frantic orange pony running down the streets. Occasionally she checks the street signs with nothing but a look of annoyance. So much so that at some point, she feels the need to shout her frustration.]

Why can't Ah find Stevens Road?!

Part C | Outside 2239 Stevens Road

[Applejack has finally made it to where her little sister said she lives at and is now trying to find her. This involves pounding on doors and shouting. Hope your housemates are understanding Apple Bloom!]

Apple Bloom? APPLE BLOOM?! You okay! Are you here? Oh please don't tell me she's out in the town during this...

Comments

Re: B

[imbodytemp]

[The Mailbox continues talking.]

Oh! That's no good! She needs to hide from the z...zombies!

[downtoearthpony]

[Okay, that time Applejack is sure it came from that mailbox... Keeping her face at leg length, she opens it to peer inside to see what's doing the talking, not sure what to expect.]

Ah know, Ah want to make sure she's doing that, or at least safe. What about you, is this really a good hiding spot?

[imbodytemp]

[Inside Applejack will pretty much nothing more than Mesousa's face, as his head takes up the entirety of the box's perimeter. It's a miracle he even got in here.]

Zombies don't eat mailboxes, do they? Plus it is very cozy in here.

[downtoearthpony]

[SWEET CELESTIA WHAT IS THAT?! Wait, no time to worry about mailbox shaped faces at the moment...]

...Ah'll take your word on the cozy part, but just because they don't eat mailboxes, that doesn't mean they might not find you in there. These zombies seem...different than the last ones.

And it looks like you don't have much room to run if they catch you in there. You sure you're going to be alright?

[imbodytemp]

I...I wasn't around for the last ones! I can't run very fast anyway, so this seems like my best bet...

[downtoearthpony]

Well, Ah can understand wanting to hunker down somewhere safe, but Ah didn't just mean running away. If a zombie finds you in here, you're pretty much a meal in a can for it since you can't get in or out except through this opening...

Don't you have a house to hide in? With a basement and maybe some doors to reinforce?

[imbodytemp]

[Mesousa looks saddened by Applejack's suggestion.]

I don't have any thumbs, I can't hold a hammer...

[downtoearthpony]

Thumbs? What the hay are those? You've got a mouth, don't ya?

[Applejack glances around making sure they're still relatively zombie free. The street's clear at the moment, but she doubts it'll stay that way.]

Look, why don't you just come with me, okay? Once Ah find mah sister, we can hole up somewhere much safer than out here...

[imbodytemp]

I can't put a hammer in my mouth...

[Forlornly, Mesousa begins trying to slide out of the mailbox but... goes nowhere. His head is too big. He's stuck. The rabbit begins to whimper.]

I'm stuck!

[downtoearthpony]

[Applejack sighs in exasperation but quickly collects herself. This isn't really the time to roll eyes or whatnot. She looks over the mailbox a few seconds before turning back to the white creature.]

Okay, Ah think Ah have an idea. You'll just have to trust me.

[Applejack turns around and looks over her shoulder at the mailbox, lining up a shot with her back leg.]

Alright, this might be a little dizzying, but shouldn't last long.

One.

Two.

THREE!

[And on three she kicks back with her leg at the post the mailbox stands on, snapping it in two and sending the metal container with Mesousa up into the air. Applejack quickly slows it's downward fall with her tail and guides the mailbox with occupant onto her back.]

Okay, good! Gotcha! You alright there?

[imbodytemp]

[Mesousa is obviously shaken inside the box.]

I...I guess I'm ok. I'm still trapped in here though.

[downtoearthpony]

Don't worry! Ah'll get you out of there once we find a safe spot, alright?

Now hang on while Ah get us out of here!

[And Applejack takes off, using her tail to keep the mailbox steady on her back.]

If you know where Stevens Road is, by the way, it'll help me get there sooner.

[imbodytemp]

I'm sorry, I don't. I can't read the road signs very well since they are up so high.

[downtoearthpony]

It's okay, just thought Ah'd ask while we had a moment. Hopefully Ah'm heading in the right direction and once there, we'll see about getting you out of there!

And if things get too rough back there, give me a shout, alright?

[Applejack continues down the street, checking the street signs as she goes.]

[imbodytemp]

[Mesousa whimpers quietly, thinking to himself of all the horrible things he isn't seeing.]

[downtoearthpony]

Hang in there! Ah think Ah found the right street! Hopefully Ah can find the right house...

[Applejack is at the end of the street now, looking down it to make sure there aren't any zombies in the way...]