47th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Moving down the street is a pair of individuals. Though moving might be a generous term, as the young, disheveled and put-upon man is really being shoved from behind down the sidewalk by an orange pony in a cowboy hat.]

Ah don't care if you don't want to or not, those letters said you have to and you are not ignoring your responsibilities while Ah'm around! And don't say you have nothing to talk about either, you can just offer them one of the fritters Ah made and show them the letter you got. It's as much for their own good as yours, so git goin'!

Alright, alright! I'm going, aren't I? All I gotta do anyway is give them the old "Welcome to Mayfield, get used to a life in Hell" routine anyway.

[Applejack is literally shoving Theo down the street to do his Homeowner's Association Committee duties, so they really can be along any street, leaving it open to anybody who wants to say hi to Applejack, bug Theo, or merely comment on a full grown man carrying a tray of apple fritters being pushed along by a talking orange pony wearing a hat. They'll be stopping at the houses of Mayfield newbies too, as part of Theo's association duties make him part of the welcome wagon.

Post order will be you > Theo > Applejack!]

Comments

[natural-set.livejournal.com]

[wait is that pony talking or can N understand animals again

He hobbles over curiously, doing his best to actually use his legs more than his crutch, followed by his usual two-Pokémon entourage.]

What, um... what are you doing?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo gives N a long-suffering sigh and a flat response.] Making friends.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

You make it sound like making friends is the worse thing to be doing today!

[Walking down the street]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's Theo...wait. Why is Theo being harassed by a pony instead of his crows? Where are those little sky thieves anyways?

Mmm, was that pastry in the air? hrmmm...]

[After all this, Ken just has to laugh] Best...sight...EVER!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo frowns at Ken. Yep, he's holding a plate of apple fritters.]

I don't wanna hear anything from you!

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack sees the laughing person and can only come to one conclusion:]

Well hey there, sugarcube! You a friend of Theo's?

Newbie house

[apnea-champ.livejournal.com]

[Opens the door.







........pony.]

......Hi?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo sighs, holds the plate of apple fritters out, and talks flatly and like he's been rehearsing lines in his head.]

Hi. I'm with the Welcoming Committee. Have a... thing. Are you new?

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Gives a slight glare at Theo.]

They're apple fritters.

[She turns back to the girl, all smiles.]

Hi there, Ah'm Applejack and this is Theo, and like he said, he's part of the Welcoming Committee. Nice to meet you.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[There's a bit of snickering from across the street as Marisa's heading the opposite direction. She's a bit worse for wear with dark circles under her eyes and she's a lot skinnier, but she still finds this funny. Oh, and she's oddly NOT wearing her hat.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[What holy crap Marisa you look like crap! But you're laughing at him so he frowns.]

What're you laughing at. And what the hell happened to you?

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack looks to see who Theo is addressing and sees the girl across the street.]

Who's that, another friend of yours?

[Applejack goes to give a wave with a hoof when she notices how thin she is.]

Well land's sake! You look like you haven't eaten in a week! Git yourself over here and have one of these apple fritters before you collapse of starvation!

Random sidewalk encounter.

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa blinks at the sight of the two of them travelling down the sidewalk. Why is it Theo has the most abrasive animal friends? ]

Theo, what have you done now?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

What're you talking about. I didn't do anything!

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack ignores Theo's protests as she speaks up.]

He was being reluctant to do what the Welcoming Committee letters said were his duties, so I was giving him a friendly shove to go out and get the work done.

Sidewalk

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[chaos can't help but pause at the sight. Even for him, this is a bit of one. Then again, he had a talking not!cat as a housemate for a while, so the pause is short, and he walks over to the two.]

I see you are still here.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo blinks, a little surprised.] Huh. You've been droned a long time. I see they dragged you back.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

Another friend, huh? Glad to see you don't just keep to yourself all the time.

[Applejack gives the newcomer a smile and offers a hoof to shake.]

Hi there, the name's Applejack. Nice to meet a friend of Theo's.

[emperorsangel.livejournal.com]

...this is an interesting sight, to say the least. Usually it happens to be the other way around.

[Says the eleven foot tall guy with angel wings.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[JESUS H. WHO THE HELL IS THIS.] Speak for yourself, buddy. And for the record, she was the one who insisted on coming along.

[downtoearthpony.livejournal.com]

[Applejack is taking the tall winged person relatively all right. Mostly because all he needs is a horn and she'd be pretty sure he was a Prince or a King from wherever he's from.]

Well somepony has to make sure you don't ignore those letters. And think of it this way, the sooner you get it done, the sooner you can get back to trying to ignore everyone.

[bookmagic.livejournal.com]

[Twilight stops in the street and regards the scene with considerable interest.]

AJ! What's all this?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Another talking pony? Lovely. Theo indicates his plate full of apple fritters.]

Pastries.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[He's going to open the front door and just... stare. It was another one of those talking ponies.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hey. You new in town? [Time to cut to the chase.]