Big Mac is RPing

"No, drill sergeant." Shortstop answered, trying his best to keep his voice calm. Storm stared him dead in the eye, but Shortstop held himself firm, despite sweating like crazy. "Good." Storm said to him in a low growl. "Because guess what? You two are battle buddies now. If one of you screws up, your both gonna pay for it. Are we clear privates?"

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 20:56:19 -0400

“That ain’t fair, he didn’t do anything.” Mac didn’t like to argue, but he didn’t want Short to get in trouble if he happened to. He quickly pulled his head back when the other stallion’s nose touched his. He paled some under his coat. Shoot…

Shortstop filled the form out quickly, managing to fall in just behind Big Mac. He opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when he heard another drill sergeant say to another two, "No talking in line. You are not here to chat." Shortstop winced slightly at his voice, then looked back at Big Mac with an apologetic look. Unfortunately, this caught Storm's eye. "You two got something you really need to talk about?" He asked in his stern voice.

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 19:51:58 -0400

“Ah…” He was given a stern glare when he made to answer, so he shut his mouth and shook his head. He lowered his head, slinking forward towards his medical exam.

Pinkie Pie: Hiya Mackey Wackey! I heard you've got a crush on me so let's party!! brings out the party cannon

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 19:50:17 -0400

Big Mac blinks at the party canon, then realizes what she said. He blushes. “Ah… Uh… Ah like ya an’ all, Pinkie, but Ah’m taken and Ah ain’t got a crush on ya.”

Once she spotted the stallion, Fluttershy galloped through the apple orchards, a big smile on her face. She was happy to see him again after what felt like forever. "Big Macintosh!" She shouted as she ran towards him.

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 13:27:22 -0400

“Ah ain’t seen you in a while!” He had to resist the urge to rush to her, or he would plow into her. He jumped from one hoof to another anxiously, bumping his head against hers when she reached him.

He buried his nose into her mane and grinned, “Ah hope Winter Wrap-Up didn’t ware ya’ll out.”

Storm walks to the front of the room, the angered look still on his face. "Privates lets get one thing straight. The other drill sergeants and myself are not officers, so you do not address us as sir. You respond with, 'yes, drill sergeant'. Is that clear?" "Yes, Drill Sergeant!" "I hope so privates. Once you complete the form in front of you, leaver the paper on the desk, and line up at the door in the back. Your medical exams will begin in there."

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 08:05:25 -0400

At least Big Mac wasn’t worried about the medical exam. He smiled a little, knowing that he was in mostly good health. Though, it was slightly disheartening to see bigger stallions around after being called one of the biggest in Ponyville.

Mac sighed the papers as best as he could, placed it on the table and lined up. He hoped Short would finish soon so they could talk.

sorry bout yer dead cousin.

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 08:03:00 -0400

“Ah ain’t got a dead cousin.”

Hey There Bigmac!

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 21:45:24 -0400

“Evenin’, space pony.”

As Mac gets up from his seat, Shortstop follows close behind him. "Move privates! We do not have all day!" he heard Storm shout. As everyone lined up outside, more drill sergeants were waiting there. Up front, everyone gives their attention to Storm. Alright privates, here's how it's going to work: You will file inside, and sit at the first open seat. There we will begin your paper for your personal information for your ID tags and medical history."

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 21:14:02 -0400

There came a “Sir, yes, sir!” before the ponies filed into the building. Big Mac tried to stay in the back, but he was shoved forward. He eyed the empty seats and tried for a middle row. Sitting in the back meant he would miss important things, and being in the front meant he would be noticed.

Mac didn’t want to be noticed. He sat behind a burly brown stallion and lowered his head, spotting the papers. He gave a curious look to the pencil and tried to pick it up with his hooves.

"I've never been there either. And this is also going to be my first time near a fort." Shortstop suddenly stops, as he sees aother pony enter the bus. He has on a green uniform, is about mid height, and is wearing a brown round drill sergeant hat. He has an angry look on his face. "All right listen!" he said in a stern voice without yelling. "I am drill sergeant Storm, and you are at the reception battalion of fort willow. Here you will receive all of your equipment!"

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 08:09:54 -0400

Mac gulped and shrank in his seat some. He was a hard worker and took orders from Granny Smith well enough, but Storm was beyond intimidating. The order was given out to step off the bus and line up. The front of the bus filed out fast, and the back of the bus followed.

Mac tried to stay in in his seat, but Short needed to get out and others were bumping into him.

Shortstop looks out the window as his family slowly rills out of sight. He lets out a slight sniffle as he holds back hos tears. "We'll be okay." Those were some of the last words to leave his mouth as they continued to go down the road. It was a while, but they eventually got to where they were going. Out the window there was a big sign thay read "Fort Willow". And below that was a quoye that said "Victory starts here."

Thu, 12 Apr 2012 12:24:54 -0400

The ride wasn’t as quiet as Big Mac would have liked, but he did his best to drown out the noise with thoughts of his family and friends. And when the bus did stop, he too looked at the sign.

“Ah ain’t ever been near a fort before… Ah ain’t even been to Canterlot.” He said to Short.

Shorts top give him a nod, then faces the cart. They make there way on to the bus, it's full of other ponies, but they are all quiet. Some sitting alone, others sitting together. There is one set that is still vacant, so Shortstop thinks that would be the best for them and quickly takes it.

Mon, 09 Apr 2012 20:08:28 -0400

Some of the ponies were shoving each other and picking on the smaller ponies, nut none if them tried to mess with Mac. He settled in beside Short Stop and peeked out the window. He waved with a hoof, then gave Short’s family a small smile.

Fluttershy trotted through apple orchards, looking around for Big Macintosh. It had been so long since they'd seen each other. All the preparations for Spring after the Winter Wrap Up really kept her busy. Now she finally had some free time and really had missed the big stallion. "Big Macintosh..." She called softly, looking around.

Mon, 09 Apr 2012 20:07:05 -0400

Big Mac was gently bucking what was left of the snow on the trees, since he and the earth ponies were done with their sowing and seeding. It hadn’t been nearly as hard as last year thanks to Twilight Sparkle, but it was never easy.

He heard someone call him and stooped in mid-buck to look around his tree. He spotted Fluttershy and smiled, blushing just a little.

“Evenin’, Fluttershy. Didn’t work yerself too hard, did ya?” He asked, meeting her halfway.

"Just a sec." He turns to his family, not saying a word. After a brief pause, they all gather together to hug each other. His dad looking the strongest of them all, his mother completely in tears, and his sister looking very hurt and worried. After a few moments of this, they break apart. His dad looks him in the eye, "You be strong son... I know you'll make me proud." Shortstop nods at him, turning back to Mac, walking up to the stop, just in time for his mother to start breaking down.

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 21:06:08 -0400

Mac hugged his family as tightly as he could without hurting them, sniffling loudly. He rubbed his wet nose and gave them all a kiss on the head before turning.

He gave Short Stop a nudge with his shoulder. “Let’s do it.”

Defect...

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 14:08:05 -0400

“Pardon?”

She smile's at him, tears still in her eyes. "Well you better," said the younger mare, "... because that's my brother." The younger mare has a light pink coat with a brown mane and blue eyes. The mark on her flank is a needle and thread. She looks to be no older than Applejack. She glances over Macs shoulder to see Applejack and Apple Bloom. "Seems I'm not the only one losing a brother. I'm Stitch."

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 13:38:26 -0400

“Guess not…” Mac wanted to shake her hoof, but Apple Bloom started to sob again.

Luckily for him, their ride was arriving. A long carrage pulled up along the road. Mac sighed and looked to Short Stop.

“Ready?”

Nails gives him a smile. "Oh you'll do just fine. I made it through when was my sons age, and I'm sure you guys will have no problem." He looks behind him to the older of the two mare. She has a light pink coat, and a black mane with the same color eyes as Shortstop. On he flank is the picture of a sun flower. She comes up to Mac, tears in her eyes. "You'll look after my son... won't you?"

Thu, 05 Apr 2012 11:43:39 -0400

The mare was beautiful, but in a motherly way. Something in him wished his own.mother could see him off, but he was grateful for the family he did have.

“Don’t worry, ma’am. Ah’ll take care uh him like he was my brother.” He promised.

"It's alright Mac... It's not easy for any of us." He looked back at his dad. His dad had the same coat as him, but had a brown mane with blue eyes. The mark on his flank was a hammer and nail. The older stallion came up to the two of them. "You must Macintosh. My son has told me about you. I'm his father, Nails."

Wed, 04 Apr 2012 14:39:52 -0400

Mac shook Apple Bloom off his leg and shook hooves with Nails. “Nice meetin’ ya, sir. Ah’m glad ta habe yer son ass friend,.’specially goin’ where we’re going.”

ask-melita-and-withered-snow: asking-bigmac: “Ya’ll c’n...

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 22:07:47 -0400

ask-melita-and-withered-snow:

asking-bigmac:

“Ya’ll c’n guarantee Ah’d do worse.”

Solistace: He turns and sees big mac. He grins at him “Big Mac!” He hugs him “No worries. I wouldn’t do anything to your Sis. I’m a married Stallion.” he smiles “I just enjoy teasing everypony.” He looks at him.

“Ah hope it’s uh joke. Ah don’t wanna haffta hurt somepony.” He gave a half laugh.

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A week passes by. Shortstop is seen carrying a saddle bag with him on his way to the stop. With him are his parents and younger sister.

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 22:05:19 -0400

It was a long while before Mac arrived, and he wasn’t alone. On his hind leg he dragged Apple Bloom, who sobbed and whined.

“Don’t go! Ah need mah big brother!! Who will teach me about apples?” She pouted. Big MacIntosh sighed and continued to drag her. Applejack had come with them, giving a hurt look.

“What the hay am Ah? Chopped lettuce?” She snorted.

“Sorry Ah’m late.” Mac gave Short Stop an apologetic look.

"I better get headed home." Shortstop made his way to the door. As he stepped outside, another stallion was out front, wearing a uniform. "Who are you?" The soldier just gave him a smile. "You did something very important for him. I'll make sure it doesn't go unnoticed." The stallion leaves, and Shortstop can only blink at him. He shrugs, and then starts his long walk home.

Mon, 02 Apr 2012 07:51:09 -0400