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>"He's coming this way!"
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>"Okay, Pinkie, you distract him and I'll sneak around the back."
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>The pink pony struggles to contain her laughter as she trots towards the stallion.
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>"Hello, good sir!"
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>"Oh. You're Pinkie Pie, right?"
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>"Absolutely! ... and you are...."
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>"Uhh, Wheatbucker. I actually live in-"
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>With a flash Rainbow's tail flicks forwards and catches the stallion's exposed balls.
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>He crumples helplessly to the ground, a breathy moan of agony.
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>The mares start laughing, Pinkie seeming to find the situation particularly hilarious.
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>"D-Did you see that!? He went down like a... like a sack!"
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>Rainbow wipes a tear from her eye as she and Pinkie leave the poor stallion clutching for his nethers and writhing on the floor, in search of another victim.
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>"We can't do it to Big Mac, Pinkie! You know how mad Applejack would be?"
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>"Aww, c'mon! He's a tough horsey! He can take it."
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>"Just... don't buck him too hard, okay?"
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>The ponies emerge from the bushes and approach the large stallion.
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>He eyes them up, a little unsure, but shrugs it off.
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>"How ya doin, Big Mac?"
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>Rainbow tries to keep him distracted as Pinkie circles him, trying to stand behind him without arousing suspicion.
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>"That's a lot of apples you got there! You buck them all yourself?"
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>"Eyup."
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>"Wow! Uh, so, how's Applejack? I think she said she had some business to attend to with Granny Smith today, right?"
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>"Eyup."
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>He gives Rainbow a look.
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>He can tell something's up, but before he has the chance to say anything Pinkie strikes; turning and kicking her hind leg out, bucking him right in the testicles.
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>With a yelp he falls to the floor instantly, and of course both girls erupt with more laughter.
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>He winces and crawls around, flooded with unimaginable pain.
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>"Pinkie I said not too hard!"
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>"Oh, I barely tapped them!"
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>Big Mac can't even bring himself to look up, all he can hear is the swirling cacophony of uproarious laughter.
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>"C-C'mon! I think I saw Soarin walk by Sugarcube Corner earlier!"
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>"Oh! Heya, Crash. Uh... you doing okay?"
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>"Oh, I'm doing just fine.."
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>The pegasus giggles as she rounds Soarin; Pinkie tries to keep him distracted.
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>"SO! Uh... what's your favorite kind of pie, Soarin? Me? I think I'd have to say cherry, though I wouldn't turn down rhubarb or blueberry - OH - and I can't forget about lemon meringue! What about you?"
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>"Uh..."
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>Rainbow Dash outstretches her wing and gives the stallion's exposed nuts a tickle.
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>They shrivel up, reacting sensitively.
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>"Those things are pretty big, huh?"
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>He blushes.
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>"U-Uh, what? I mean... um..."
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>"Let's see if THIS makes 'em any smaller!"
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>She spins herself around and delivers a swift kick right into the middle.
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>As with the stallions before, Soarin rolls over in pain, trying to speak but unable to form the words.
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>The other ponies fall to the floor too, rolling around with laughter and just as speechless.
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>"Wh-why?" Soarin groans.
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>"You should have seen the look on his face, Dashie! Priceless!"
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>"Ahem."
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>Both the mares turn to look up.
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>Applejack is looming over them.
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>"I'm thinkin' we need to have a little talk."
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>"Uh oh."
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