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>You make your way as quickly as you can. >You both instantly make your way inside, trying not to step on anp0ny. >You and Rarity look at each other and then back into Anons house. >You feel something warm and wet against you hoof on the floor. >As soon as you put on hoof into the door, you instantly wish you hadn't. >Are dozens of mares all lying on one another, occasionally letting out long moans. >As soon as you open the door, you feel a blast of warm air hit your face, along with a moist pungent odor. Anon's never really had any problem with anp0ny dropin by. >You both walk up casually to the door and let yourselves in. >'OOOO! Something smells delicious, Anon must be getting ready for tonight!' >She looks around nervously before looking at you and Rarity, then sprinting away.

Applejack clop crack#

>Before you can make it to the door, you see the door crack open, letting some mare you don't know out. >While you make your way to Anons house, you start to see more and more p0nies stumbling around, seem likes you and Rarity are the only ones who ain't walking funny. >You both walk around for a little while longer, before deciding to walk over to Anons house across town. I had planned to buy some groceries today, before delivering Anons suit, but I guess that will have to wait.' Naw, I'm jus walking around town a little but, business is slow as you might ah've seen. >'Why aren't you at the market? You had me worried, I thought something might have happened to you when I saw your empty stand.' >This is starting to get too weird for you. You don't really see anp0ny save for the occasional mare stumbling around for some reason. >You spend a few minutes walking around town. >Good thing you save that cart you took to the Gala. >You look over your should and buck your cart, so everything locks up before you go. >But that still don't explain how there's nop0ny to be seen. >Last time your heard from him, he told you that he was trying to figure out what he should make for that dinner he was gonna have with Twilight. >He seemed pretty anxious, but no more than usual. >He can't be that nervous for that hot date of his can he? >Shoot, he should be here by now, normally he's at his own home, at the library or at the market. Normally he always comes around to buy something for that cooking he's always doing. >Dear Celestia, this ain't right, you're the only vendor here. >The streets are almost completely bare, save for the occasional p0ny coming to market to buy apples. >You are Applejack, and something is very wrong. RAW Paste Data Copied >Day insecurities in Equestria