With a loud snap the chain broke in Big Macintoshs hold. Applejack looked madder than before and started to bang her hooves against the cage. Big Macintoshs heart fell and he gulped, "Braeburn, go and secure the cellar, make sure that Applejack doesn't reach Ponyville until daybreak." ordered the large stallion. Braeburn looked at him sadly, knowing this is probably the last time he would see his cousin and ran outside.
Big Macintosh got into battle position while Applejack dented the bars even further. Finally they were bent enough for the crazed mare to squeeze through. She stood in front of her target with a wicked grin. "Let's start with the main course." She snarled while licking her lips.
The large, red stallion was sweating, was this what it was like for ma and pa? Anyway, he would not fail his duty as Apple family member, he would distract her long enough for Braeburn to prepare himself. He scraped his hooves across the ground and got ready for the fight. "Don't think ah'll make this easy for ya'll." The two ponies charged at each other.
The ensuing battle was fairly one sided, Applejack was much stronger and faster than Big Macintosh. He managed to score a few hits while dodging her snapping mouth but he was already exhausted while Applejack was just getting started. Finally she bucked him in the side and sent him flying. With a loud groan he hit the wall and laid there, too dizzy from the impact to stand up. This was it, he thought, maybe I deserve this for what I did back then. He saw Applejack approaching him with a salivating maw and prepared his last words. "I forgive you."
"I don't want you to forgive me, I want you to taste delicious." She taunted as her mouth engulfed his head. Big Macintosh was exhausted but he had to buy Braeburn more time. Her pushed against her in a futile attempt to slow her down only to find his hooves disappearing down her throat. Even his powerful hind legs could only slow his descend down a little bit as Applejack worked her way over his belly. His nose came into contact with a pool of some sort of liquid, he has already reached the stomach.
Outside Braeburn put up some final barricades against his crazed cousin. The sound of battle had ended and Braeburn allowed some tears to flow. He wasn't so naive to think that Big Macintosh could have subdued Applejack. The quiet meant that he would never see his cousin again.
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