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“Red Delicious” by Buddy Goodboy
Big Mac from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic leans into the “big” part of his name and starts to enjoy being the biggest, plumpest Apple around!
Today’s story is “Red Delicious” by Buddy Goodboy, who has a gallery on FurAffinity, at furaffinity.net/user/BuddyGoodboyEsq.
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Transcript
You're listening to the voice of dog.
Khaki QOD:I'm cocky.
Khaki QOD:You're faithful, fireside companion.
Khaki QOD:And today's story is.
Khaki QOD:Red delicious.
Khaki QOD:Bye buddy.
Khaki QOD:Good boy.
Khaki QOD:Who has a gallery on Firth entity.
Khaki QOD:Please enjoy.
Khaki QOD:Red delicious.
Khaki QOD:Bye buddy.
Khaki QOD:Good boy.
Khaki QOD:Um, Macintosh, but every pony calls me Mac.
Khaki QOD:Big Mac ever since I filled out might, but lately the Appalachian
Khaki QOD:don't seem to do me justice.
Khaki QOD:With my sister, apple, Jack out, saving a question all the time.
Khaki QOD:I guess I just wanted every pony to pay attention to me for once.
Khaki QOD:So I started eating.
Khaki QOD:And boy, let me tell you.
Khaki QOD:I started getting attention.
Khaki QOD:Amazing how much your body can say without you having to speak.
Khaki QOD:Uh, mine said, look at me.
Khaki QOD:Mom said.
Khaki QOD:I'm big, I'm strong and I'll have what our dorm will, please for lunch please.
Khaki QOD:And thanks.
Khaki QOD:And I ain't afraid to be stared at for once.
Khaki QOD:Oh, I'll work hard.
Khaki QOD:And when I'm off, I'll tweet myself.
Khaki QOD:I'll eat like a horse because I am a horse and I worked for this body.
Khaki QOD:So I ain't gotta be afraid to show off any inch of it.
Khaki QOD:Not that I can help showing it off.
Khaki QOD:I was bigger than any two ponies you could name anyway, and I'm closer
Khaki QOD:to four nowadays, a lot of interest to show off and then redirection.
Khaki QOD:Other ponies have noticed.
Khaki QOD:And sometimes they want to use me to show them off.
Khaki QOD:Sugar cube corner has a little sign in the window.
Khaki QOD:Big Mac each here.
Khaki QOD:Little draw and then me nose down in an apple pie, fat rear up in the air.
Khaki QOD:Waggling, all happy lack.
Khaki QOD:Good for business.
Khaki QOD:They said.
Khaki QOD:Free advertising.
Khaki QOD:I said, but then Mrs.
Khaki QOD:Cake sent me a case of apple fritters and.
Khaki QOD:I said there was more where that came from.
Khaki QOD:Nana.
Khaki QOD:I said, okay.
Khaki QOD:And then I went to the Haber, go down the street, bellied up to the counter
Khaki QOD:and said how July to tell every pony.
Khaki QOD:I eat here.
Khaki QOD:. I've always been a big fella, but once I started eating in earnest, I've been fine
Khaki QOD:that everything's just a little too small.
Khaki QOD:Doors for instance.
Khaki QOD:Picture, if you will.
Khaki QOD:Uh, dutiful big brother dropping off a forgotten school book for his sister.
Khaki QOD:For gifting himself that the school house door weren't exactly
Khaki QOD:friendly to his expanded stature.
Khaki QOD:Strong as that big brother, is he stretching easy as you please Wiz
Khaki QOD:limit tune, barely notes in the wood-frame against these hide.
Khaki QOD:He's felt that often enough lately.
Khaki QOD:It doesn't even notice anymore.
Khaki QOD:Uh, deal suddenly he feels a pinch round, his flanks and he looks back.
Khaki QOD:A big thick roll red and shiny and curvy is any apple boulders
Khaki QOD:out toward him over the doorframe.
Khaki QOD:And on the other side of the door.
Khaki QOD:He hasn't even gotten as wide as part through.
Khaki QOD:He pushes with a strong hand legs.
Khaki QOD:But he only gets more of his fat self stuffed and stuck inside.
Khaki QOD:The size and tries to toss his sister's book toward her desk.
Khaki QOD:Any weights?
Khaki QOD:And then pictures, school teacher coming back early from recess to find
Khaki QOD:two big green apples waiting for.
Khaki QOD:And for push, uh, tell you.
Khaki QOD:If my cheeks, weren't already red.
Khaki QOD:But it ain't all bad.
Khaki QOD:For the first time I got mayors and stallions, both brushing up against me.
Khaki QOD:Of course, it's partly on account of how much space I take up, but that don't
Khaki QOD:account for the looks on their faces.
Khaki QOD:There's a little surprise at first, but then as a shoulder, past them
Khaki QOD:and I press against them and they sink just a little into the surface.
Khaki QOD:I see a lot of relaxed ponies.
Khaki QOD:I never used to see that.
Khaki QOD:I like that.
Khaki QOD:I like to think that it's because for the first time, I'm not just big.
Khaki QOD:Um, plush.
Khaki QOD:Every end, shimmies soft, hard and strong muscle.
Khaki QOD:With enough patent in between to make even the pickiest pony comfy.
Khaki QOD:And every pony wants to feel comfy.
Khaki QOD:You too, don't you.
Khaki QOD:Anyway.
Khaki QOD:It was the slow season and we were waiting for the apples
Khaki QOD:to ripen before the harvest.
Khaki QOD:We had months to go before I had to do real grunt work.
Khaki QOD:So I was enjoying myself by harvesting the other fruits of my labor.
Khaki QOD:I'd spent months stuffing myself every chance I got, I was still the strongest
Khaki QOD:stallion around, but I grew my lead on biggest stallion by a wide margin.
Khaki QOD:Every place in town that served even snacks had a sign in the
Khaki QOD:window, big Mac each here.
Khaki QOD:I'll let him keep up the signs.
Khaki QOD:As long as they kept me in munchies.
Khaki QOD:Apparently business was good enough that they widened the doors for me.
Khaki QOD:Mrs.
Khaki QOD:KCH told me the morning I'd spent stuck in her door, gave her the
Khaki QOD:best afternoon rush she'd ever seen.
Khaki QOD:Police were saying is the bakery is good enough that I'd get myself
Khaki QOD:stuck snack while I waited to be slid out and still leave with
Khaki QOD:enough fritters to Gorge myself.
Khaki QOD:Or they had to have something.
Khaki QOD:Mrs cake told me, I'd have to do it again sometime.
Khaki QOD:And she popped the double frosted cupcake into my mouth.
Khaki QOD:Bud.
Khaki QOD:My sister AIG had a bee in her bonnet bout it.
Khaki QOD:And call the family meeting.
Khaki QOD:I was as was getting to be usual, the center of attention.
Khaki QOD:When you were as wide as any three police standing shoulder to shoulder and
Khaki QOD:your belly hangs down past your knees.
Khaki QOD:That happens.
Khaki QOD:And that was what Aja wanted to talk about.
Khaki QOD:She planted a hoof right on my belly.
Khaki QOD:And Sanken in deep poking me for emphasis.
Khaki QOD:If any pony has got to use this to sell food, it'll be the apple family.
Khaki QOD:And so I was sent out to make a tour Equestria just during the slow season,
Khaki QOD:man, I'd still have my usual chores.
Khaki QOD:When I got back to advertise our apples, our baked goodies and our cider.
Khaki QOD:Well, if there's anything I can do these days, it's draw attention.
Khaki QOD:So I just had to go round and show ponies how good everything tasted and take
Khaki QOD:orders for when the apple harvest came in.
Khaki QOD:So that's how I wound up visiting Appaloosa.
Khaki QOD:I got told they got apples, but they ain't got sweet apple acres, apples.
Khaki QOD:So go show them what they're missing.
Khaki QOD:There's one thing I can always count on soon as I'll get off the express.
Khaki QOD:And that's my cousin Braeburn.
Khaki QOD:. Hey there, cousin.
Khaki QOD:He's always a yellow stampede grin and like anything.
Khaki QOD:And he's always coming right for me.
Khaki QOD:Welcome to Appaloosa.
Khaki QOD:And usually he wanted to push me around town and show me the sides.
Khaki QOD:But this time he plowed into me and bounced.
Khaki QOD:Um, not so easily pushed no more.
Khaki QOD:He picked himself up and brushed off his hat.
Khaki QOD:Placing it back on his head.
Khaki QOD:He looked like he really saw me for the first time because his mouth was
Khaki QOD:hanging open and he wasn't talking.
Khaki QOD:Cousin you were.
Khaki QOD:Yup.
Khaki QOD:Oh, let myself go.
Khaki QOD:Cousin.
Khaki QOD:Uh, pushed myself.
Khaki QOD:You look healthy.
Khaki QOD:Yup.
Khaki QOD:I pulled them in for a big hug and let him snug right into me.
Khaki QOD:He was surprised at first, but relaxed on to me soon enough.
Khaki QOD:Eventually.
Khaki QOD:I put him down and we talked shop.
Khaki QOD:. I got your letter cousin, and I think you're really onto something.
Khaki QOD:Bonevilles great, but branching out, it's going to be great for business.
Khaki QOD:But I don't think I understand.
Khaki QOD:Why do you want to try Appaloosa first?
Khaki QOD:They got apples here.
Khaki QOD:Plenty of them.
Khaki QOD:Yup.
Khaki QOD:And if even Appaloosa or just from sweet apple acres.
Khaki QOD:Every pony will know.
Khaki QOD:We must really be something.
Khaki QOD:We wound up setting up a stage in the middle of town . I put in the
Khaki QOD:table in front of a big curtain.
Khaki QOD:The table ad PI's loads of them.
Khaki QOD:They came in boxes from different bakeries in town with a label spun routes.
Khaki QOD:You could see them from the crowd.
Khaki QOD:And there was a crowd, of course.
Khaki QOD:Rayburn can get anyone to go anywhere when he uses his head.
Khaki QOD:. . I want to thank all you ponies for joining me on this.
Khaki QOD:Be useful Appaloosa day.
Khaki QOD:And I want to introduce y'all to a friend of mine, my cousin, big Macintosh.
Khaki QOD:He pulled the curtain open.
Khaki QOD:Uh, rumbled out and let everyone get a good long look at me.
Khaki QOD:Blubbery bright red hide with two stretched and gleaming green apples,
Khaki QOD:wobbling and screaming for attention.
Khaki QOD:The crowd hushed.
Khaki QOD:Braeburn brandished a pie before the crowd.
Khaki QOD:B hold it's a pie.
Khaki QOD:It's apple and it's from the best bakery in town.
Khaki QOD:He put it on the table in front of me.
Khaki QOD:I sniffed it.
Khaki QOD:Nibbled the crust a little and turned my nose up.
Khaki QOD:What's the matter cousin.
Khaki QOD:Thank you.
Khaki QOD:Hungry.
Khaki QOD:Yup.
Khaki QOD:Well, don't you want this here?
Khaki QOD:Apple pie.
Khaki QOD:Um, Nope.
Khaki QOD:He build over another one.
Khaki QOD:What about this here?
Khaki QOD:It's a local legend, some cinnamon, some sugar, and it's
Khaki QOD:dealing with a scoop of ice cream.
Khaki QOD:Um, Nope.
Khaki QOD:We went through a pie from every bakery in town together.
Khaki QOD:The ground.
Khaki QOD:Wondered why I turned down every last one.
Khaki QOD:My stomach was growling up a storm and the crowd jumped at every rumble.
Khaki QOD:Finally Braeburn pulled out a pie.
Khaki QOD:I brought with me.
Khaki QOD:Golden brown, flaky.
Khaki QOD:And with just a tad of sugar frosted round the edges.
Khaki QOD:Well, cousin, all we got left is this here?
Khaki QOD:I stuffed my face into the pot and gobbled it down as quick as lightning.
Khaki QOD:Ah, lick my lips and said, . Um, big Mac and eat at sweet apple acres.
Khaki QOD:That's right.
Khaki QOD:Every pony, big Mac eats at sweet apple acres.
Khaki QOD:You ain't seeing any apples like these, we got fritters pies, candied apples, cider.
Khaki QOD:We ran out of samples and then out of order forms.
Khaki QOD:That night.
Khaki QOD:Braeburn and I stayed up.
Khaki QOD:And join my stash of leftovers and a keg of cider.
Khaki QOD:I knows the end of his mug up into the air and he gulped down the cider.
Khaki QOD:He was starting to slur and wobble on his feet.
Khaki QOD:Cousins.
Khaki QOD:Don't they need you back the farm.
Khaki QOD:Yup.
Khaki QOD:But you're doing great business out here.
Khaki QOD:You can't quit now.
Khaki QOD:Businesses.
Khaki QOD:Grown.
Khaki QOD:He looked at my belly.
Khaki QOD:After we did our sales pitch.
Khaki QOD:A couple of times
Khaki QOD:I decided there were no point letting all them other bakeries pause, go to waste.
Khaki QOD:My gut was stuffed solid and brushed against my FET locks.
Khaki QOD:I'll taste it apples.
Khaki QOD:Every time I took a breath.
Khaki QOD:Tomorrow would be a different story.
Khaki QOD:My belly BMT my chest and flanks and rear be even for.
Khaki QOD:Uh, smiled at the thought I'm a smile had to push back fat chicks.
Khaki QOD:Course it's growing.
Khaki QOD:Finish your cider.
Khaki QOD:He knocked back the last of his mug.
Khaki QOD:He belched blushed pulling his hat down and embarrassment.
Khaki QOD:Well, cousin.
Khaki QOD:You can't tell ponies big Mac eats at sweet apple acres.
Khaki QOD:If no pony knows who big Mac is.
Khaki QOD:. I'm saying.
Khaki QOD:Bone has got to see if you want them to keep buying.
Khaki QOD:How are you going to keep it up?
Khaki QOD:I slid another mug aside or over to Braeburn and pushed an apple pie, Adam.
Khaki QOD:Franchising.
Khaki QOD:His eyes slid in and out of focus.
Khaki QOD:He looked down at the PI.
Khaki QOD:And up and me and then around all of me.
Khaki QOD:Ooh.
Khaki QOD:Last I heard from Braeburn.
Khaki QOD:He'd gone up another vest size.
Khaki QOD:This was red.
Khaki QOD:Delicious.
Khaki QOD:Bye buddy.
Khaki QOD:Good boy.
Khaki QOD:Red for you by cocky.
Khaki QOD:You're faithful, fireside companion.
Khaki QOD:You can find more stories on the web at the voice dog, dog.
Khaki QOD:Or find the show wherever you get your podcasts.
Khaki QOD:Thank you for listening.
