Big Mac's Real Special Somepony
Big Mac's Real Special Somepony
“Hey there, Miss Cheerilee,” Apple Bloom said as Cheerilee and Big Macintosh walked up to the trio of girls who were busy collecting apples form the orchard. “What are you doing here?”
“Since you three are doing all of his chores,” Cheerilee answered. “Big Mac and I thought we’d have a picnic at the gazebo.” She turned her head towards Big Mac and squinted her eyes in a flirty manner. “Ready, Sugar Bear?”
“Eeyup, Pumpkin Pie.” responded Big Mac making a smooching face.
Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo turned towards each other and gasped as the two ponies turned to leave.
Cheerilee and Big Mac looked at each other and winked. They giggled as they heard the three girls yell as they walked off.
“Well I had best be going.” Cheerilee said when she and Big Macintosh reached the arch at the entrance of Sweet Apple Acres. “See you later, Big Mac.”
“Eeyup.” Big Macintosh waved as Cheerilee left, and then turned around to make his way back to the barn.
Big Macintosh had to admit, today had been, well, interesting. He couldn’t really remember a lot of what had happened or what he did, but after finding himself in a ditch and hearing what Sweetie Belle had to say, he knew other ponies would probably be giving him strange looks for the next couple of days. It would probably be best to just take care of all of his chores on the farm. But since his younger sister and her friends were doing all of his chores tonight, he had some free time. And he knew exactly what he was going to do. He had told the girls that he didn't have any plans for Hearts and Hooves Day, but since he had gotten some free time, he had made plans. Plans with a certain somepony. He was going to spend time with his real special somepony. Nopony really knew about his special somepony, he hadn’t told anypony. He was too shy to say anything about it. But he didn’t really care that nopony knew. He was actually okay with nopony knowing about him and his special somepony. That way, he could spend lots of time with her and not have to worry about anypony bothering him about it. He could spend quality time with her in private, and not be disturbed, telling others he was just going out somewhere else. He liked it that way.
Big Mac hoped that his special somepony wouldn't be mad at him after what had happened today. He shook his head. Of course she wouldn't be mad. She never got mad at him, she just loved him. She loved Big Mac no matter what, and Big Mac loved her. She was a smart, loving mare, who was always there for him when he needed her. She made him feel happy. Ever since the first day he had met her. Many other ponies had been trying to get her the day he first saw her. They were yelling at each other, even wrestling and climbing all over one another trying to get to her, all fighting for her. However in the end, he was able to be the one triumph and win her heart. And when it was just him and her, they had run off to spend the rest of the night together. He visited her every night he got the chance whenever he wasn’t too busy. They would always meet in private, with him being a they shy stallion he was, and her being the quiet mare she was, they both preferred it as opposed to going out in public. They would usually either by or inside the barn in Sweet Apple Acres. Sometimes, if he could, he would cuddle up with her in his bed and they would sleep together. Her soft coat would brush against his body as he slept. He liked that feeling.
When he reached the barn, Big Macintosh looked around to make sure nopony was around. He wanted his meeting to be private. Just him and her spending quality time together. Like it always was.
When he saw the coast was clear, he stepped into the barn and closed the door behind him. He walked to the back of the barn and looked around. He smiled when he saw her. She sat there, sitting by the wall, waiting for him, as she always did.
Big Mac smiled as he approached her. He greeted her by nuzzling her neck with his muzzle. He sat down next to her, his back legs tucked under his body, and his forelegs embracing her body, pulling her close to him. He loved the feeling of her coat mixing with his. He bent his head down and brushed her mane out of her eyes with his nose.
Big Macintosh closed his eyes and smiled contently, resting his head on hers. His smile widened as her mane tickled his nose. He pulled his baby doll in closer. She may not be the prettiest pony in Ponyville, or the most talkative, but he was a stallion of few words himself. He loved her all the same. He loved spending time with her. And no matter what, he would never give her up or abandon her.
Smarty Pants was his special doll, and he couldn’t be happier then whenever he was with her. “Happy Hearts and Hooves Day.” Big Macintosh said kissing the top of Smarty Pants’s head.