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Published: 2025-10-14 15:54:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 6747; Favourites: 81; Downloads: 2
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Rares is lookin' mad at you. She has to tell ya something; something bad, or worse!
From the EQG Summertime Short "A Photo Booth Story" (2017)
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Lionel Robinson: *grabs Pow, attacks him again* You listen here, punk! We've just about had enough of you! If you ever mess with them again, you'll deal with me! Understand?! *throws Pow hard to the ground*
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Pow Whittaker: And the rest of you gals are coming with me! (attacks Lionel, bashes AJ, Dashie and Rares again; rips their suits, bras and panties)
AJ: Nuh 'gain!
Dashie: When I get my outfits you're toast, Pow!
Rares: (whoops) My dress? Not again!
Pow Whittaker: (chuckling) Oh yeah, now, you four gals are coming with me! (loads the four nude captives on his 2016 Fiat Professional Ducato van; cackles) Bye bye, foolish boy!
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Lionel Robinson: You won't get away with this! *hops into his 2004 GMC Sierra truck, calls the police, and follows the van*
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Twily: (lands on the ground) Wait Lionel! We're with you. I heard Applejack screaming.
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Lionel Robinson: Okay. You got it!
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Pinkie Pie (landing on the ground): Oooooh, may I join in?
Fluttershy: Um --- please?
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Lionel Robinson: Definitely, the more the merrier!
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Starlight Glimmer: Don't forget about me! I'm in too! (lands on the ground)
Shining Armor: Twily? Forgot your big brother? (lands on the ground, too)
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Lionel Robinson: Alrighty! I'll need everyone's help! Let's do this!
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Shining Armor: We're with you! (turns to Twily) Right, Twily?
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Twilight Sparkle: Right!
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Shining Armor: That's my Twily! My little sis!
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Lionel Robinson: Okay. Operation: Save Our Friends, begins now!
*Meanwhile...*
Rarity: *to Pow, angrily* You won't get away with this, you brute! Lionel will find us!
Rainbow Dash: *to Pow, angrily* And when he does, you're in a whole lot of trouble!
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Pow Whittaker: (cackles) You're all talk, foolish gals! (cackles more) You're about to meet your end!
AJ: When ah git free o' these ropes, Pow, ah'll show ya!
Pow Whittaker: Enough, country bumpkin! Get on the pole! (ties the catpives on the pole; door slams)
AJ: (sobs)
Dashie: (whimpers, then cries) It's ok, AJ ---
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Sunset Shimmer: She's right. Lionel will come for us, and we'll make Pow pay!
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AJ: (sobbing) Nah, gals, we're done fer now. (keeps sobbing) Ah miss y'all, sugarcube. Ah do! (sobbing)
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Lionel Robinson: *kicks the door open* Waiting for me?
Rarity: Lionel! You're here!
Lionel Robinson: I am! And I'm not alone.
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AJ: (sobbing) Please, hurry up y'all! Water's risin'! Risin' fast! (sobbing)
Dashie (whimpering): AJ, I'm so sorry I threatened you sometimes. Will you ever forgive me?
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Applejack: I do now.
Lionel Robinson: Brace yourselves! *kicks the glass, breaking it completely, letting the water out*
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Lionel tries to give AJ, Dashie, Rares and Sunset new dresses. AJ denies it, keeps covering herself with her hands
AJ: T-Thanks, sugarcube. But ah must deny tah wear any dress now. (sobs, Fluttershy notices it, gets mad at her)
Dashie: (whimpers) Yeah, we do. Waaaaaaaaa-a-a-a-a-a-aaa-aaaaah!
Rares: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! My dignityyyyyyyy! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-AAA-AAAAH!!
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Lionel Robinson: We'll see about that! *quickly puts the new dresses on them, looking fabulous*
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Applejack still keeps covering her vulva with her right hand and her breasts with her left hand.
Applejack (twang, lifting her head slightly, eyes red and swollen, her sobs now a relentless, carnal rhythmβsharp, flaying hitches that build to thunderous bellows, each one a physical rending, her lungs scorching, gut roiling like a storm-tossed sea): Nah, gals. Nuh use! (Sparks intensify, flickering like dying embers.) What if the whole world sees me like this? Laughin', pointin'... or worse, what if Granny hears? Big Mac? They'd be ashamed o' me, y'know? Me, the strong one, runnin' bare as a jaybird. (She chokes on a sob here, the sound morphing into a guttural, esophagus-searing moan that lingers like acid, her face contorting in a rictus of torment, veins bulging in her neck.) Even them dolphins look at me funny... like ah'm some kinda joke. Ah ain't got nothin' left, y'all. Nothin' to hold onto. (Her voice drops to a whisper, but the sob that follows is cataclysmicβa low, vibrating evulsion from her bowels that shakes the ground, tears erupting in hot geysers, her skin prickling with the raw exposure of her innards laid bare.) Maybe ah never did, y'all; ah just kept pretendin', buckin' through the pain like always β but this? This broke me clean in two, ripped mah heart out an' stomped it flat.
Dashie: It's ok, AJ.
AJ: (twang, whispering to herself in the vision, sobs punctuating like visceral thunderclapsβeach one a grinding, gut-pulping explosion that arches her back, forces up sour retches, and leaves her trembling in the aftermath): Why'd it have to be me? Ah buck trees all day, ah race fair an' square β an' now ah'm just exposed. (A sob catches, turning into a prolonged, esophagus-flaying moan that vibrates her skeleton, tears pooling on the grass in steaming puddles.) Granny'd say "chin up," but mah chin's drownin' β feels like ah'm sinkin' in thuh deepest well, callin' out but no one's hearin', mah voice just echoin' back all ragged an' broke. Big Mac'd hug it out, but ah pushed him away β ah'm scared, y'all, so scared o' bein' weak, o' this hole in mah chest that won't close. Apple Bloom looks up to me β an' ah shattered that. (Her sobs swell again, a carnal hurricane of wails and hacks that leave her curled fetal, whispering through the carnage.) Ah just can't β nuh anymore. Mebbe tomorrow β now or never. (The final sob fades into a quiet, viscera-torn whimper, profound in its intimacyβa lingering, grinding ache that pulses through her veins, as if she's sobbing not just for the moment, but for every scar she's ever hidden under her hat.) Please, somebody β make it stop hurtin'β ah dunno mah heart can take another beat like this β
(Flutters gets mad at AJ)
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Fluttershy: *mad* Applejack! Snap out of it!
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AJ: (twang, whispering at Flutters and Pinkie, sobs punctuating like visceral thunderclapsβeach one a grinding, gut-pulping explosion that arches her back, forces up sour retches, and leaves her trembling in the aftermath): Why'd it have to be me? Ah buck trees all day, ah race fair an' square β an' now ah'm just exposed.
(Pinkie and Flutters can't stand AJ crying like Fluttershy)
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Pinkie Pie: *pissed* ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!
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Applejack (twang, over her shoulder, voice cracking into a fresh, eviscerating sob that lashes the air like a whip): Ah'm done, Fluttershy! Ah'm hidin' where no one can find me! (She flees into the orchard, covering herself desperately as branches snag at her hair, her sobs trailing behindβvisceral, wind-lashed tempests of grief, each one a brutal purge that leaves her staggering, throat raw as stripped bone, the cries blending with the rustling leaves in a symphony of raw, unfiltered torment.)
Rainbow Dash: (as she follows AJ) Please don't come back for us, Fluttershy!
Rarity: Go away, darlings! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!
Sunset Shimmer: Don't come back for me, Twilight. (sobs harder)
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Pinkie Pie: Not again!
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Twilight Sparkle: Shining Armor? Big brother? You got any idea?
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Shining Armor: I got this. *magically forms a force field around the fleeing girls*
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(The girls already fleed. They cry someplace private)
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"BEG YOUR PARDON!"-Rarity
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Pow Whittaker: (chuckles) What's now, diamond-stuff-crying sissy?
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