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!p.s6MMgH66 03/12/11(Sat)00:51 No.24218549
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Applejack nudged open the lid of the guitar case with her snout. It tilted backwards, hitting the bed with a soft thump. She grabbed it tenderly with her mouth and dragged it awkwardly from its bed. They were originally designed for unicorn ponies, but that didn’t stop Applejack. She finally wrested it from the case, propping it up against the bed as she retrieved the custom guitar pick wrist strap Rarity had made for her. After some fidgeting, she managed to get it secured around her right hoof.
She sat with her back against the bed, splaying her legs out in front of her. She gathered up the guitar once more, trying to get it into a position where she could actually play it properly. This took quite a lot of doing, but she eventually managed to do it. She could only hope it was properly tuned - it was a massive chore to tune a guitar without magic.
Applejack gave the strings a quick strum, allowing the chord to resonate throughout the cabin. She took a deep breath, almost as if she were trying to inhale the sound of the music. She placed a hoof on the neck of the guitar, pressing one of the strings down. She gave the strings another quick pluck with the pick, producing a not all-together different sound. Applejack shut her eyes in contentment.
As Applejack lazily strummed the guitar, not paying a great deal of attention to any particular rhythm, Rainbow Dash smacked open the door to the cabin with an outstretched hoof, taking a quick glance around the room. Dash shook herself off in the manner of a dog, flinging snow all about the cabin. Applejack didn’t seem to notice, still lazily strumming the guitar as though in a trance. Dash cocked an eyebrow, trotting over to the bed.
“Hey, um, AJ?” Dash said as she crudely deposited her saddlebags on the bed. Applejack didn’t look up. Her hat seemed to be sliding itself over her eyes. (obviously it's incomplete) |
