In a flash, my eyes fly open, expecting to find the angry, disapproving glares of Flitter and Cloudchaser. Instead, I’m still in my bed, huddled up against Scootaloo. I reach for my phone, only finding my pants thrown across the room. Of course they’re all the way over there... What time is it? I look up to my digital clock, which reads 8:43 PM. I softly nudge Scoots, “Hey, it’s time to wake up.” She refuses to acknowledge me, instead pulling the blanket over her head. “Um, we should go eat something?” I try again, but still yielding no answer. Think Rumble...How can I get Scoots to wake up... Then, it comes to me. Hope this works. Gently, I pull the blanket down, and roll Scootaloo over; I press my lips firmly against hers, and much to my surprise, her arms shoot out and wrap around my head.

After a minute, I break free and sarcastically remark, “Welcome back to the land of the living.”

Scoots lightly punches my shoulder and laughs, “I thought I told you not to do any of the talking.”

“Heh, yeah I guess you did... What a shame, I figured you of all ponies would be hungry after such a heavy workout.” I slyly smile while I search for my pants. It’s then that the rank smell of both sweat and bodily fluids hits my nose, “Sweet Celestia! I’m going to have to wash those sheets. If that doesn’t work, guess I’ll have to burn them.” I laugh lightly seeing Scoots embarrassed expression, “I’m just joking; this is a smell I could get used to.” I nuzzle scootaloo, hoping, begging, to smell more of her lovely aroma.

Scoots simply sits still on my bed, relishing in the romantic gesture I am giving her. “So Rumble...where does this leave us? I mean are we coltfriend and marefriend now? “ she asks with a bit of curiosity, wondering what I would say.

I ponder for a bit before smirking. “So...you liked me that much huh?” I chuckle watching her becoming redder than a tomato. Then she slugged me in the stomach. “Oof!!! What was that for!” I glare at Scoots with a frown adorning my face.

“That was for messing with me! Now answer my question Rumble!” Scootaloo’s wings flare to their full length and for a split second, I was scared, truly and utterly terrified. Calming down a bit, I look up at her before letting a smile nestle its way onto my face.

“Scootaloo, do you even need to ask? Of course I will, I would never mess with your feelings like that.” I say as I wrap my arms around her heavenly body, relishing in its warmth and scent.

“ Oh Rumble, I was so scared you would say no.” Scoots was barely able to reply as I continued to hug the ever living essence out of her. I mean seriously I was glomping her with all my might!

Of course all good things come to a close at some point. This point was that I remembered a certain pair of twins walking in on us as I passed out. Where did they go? I was pretty sure I would be a gelatinous pile of goo, after they finished me off...so why am I not, is the question.

“Scoots, I, uh, I got something to tell you... My sisters walked in on us earlier. I mean, not while we were having fun, but they saw the aftermath...” I say in a shaky voice, terror imminent in my words.

“Yes, and?” Scootaloo quickly replies with little emotion in her voice.

“Well... We would have better chances of surviving in the Everfree Forest for a year, than survive the wrath those two have.” I calmly explain to her the matter of life and death we were faced with.

“Oh, That? Nah I don’t think they would do that, I mean there's enough of you to share...” She crawled up onto my chest before lightly bopping my nose with hers.”And I know that first hand” Scoots smirks slightly while saying this.

I open my mouth to speak, when I feel the light touch of Scootaloo, “Ah-Ah-Ah, remember what I said about talking?”

I keep silent, Scootaloo replaces her finger with her lips; when she finally pulls back, a thin string of saliva connects our mouths, “Come on, let’s go get something to eat. I know a killer sushi joint in town.”

We both moved to get our clothes back on; all the while flirting with each other. Scootaloo is the first dressed, and is on her way out when I notice something... No...We couldn’t have been that messy, “Scootaloo! Wait, come back here!”

She looks over her shoulder in annoyance, “Come on Rumble! I’m hungry! We had a pretty intense workout today, plus I want to show you off to the rest of the town!”

“I understand all of that...But there’s a huge stain on your jeans.” I point at her ass, where a dark, wet stain has emerged.

Scootaloo blushes hard, and asks, “Umm you don’t mind if I borrow a pair of pants do you?”

“Not at all.” I walk over to my drawers and retrieve a pair of sweatpants, and toss them over to Scoots.

In an instant, she is changed and, once again, heading out the door. I can’t help but laugh at the sight before me; Scootaloo in my sweatpants...They’re absolutely huge on her! I mean they look like something Emcee Mallet wore. Trying my hardest to stifle a laugh, I follow Scootaloo out of my room.

We walk down the stairs, and out the door; surprisingly nothing happened. They’re up to something...I don’t think it would hurt to have Scoots spend the night...y’know, safety in numbers and all. I silently reassure myself that everything will be alright if I just stick with Scootaloo, who is...Is not around? “Scoots, where’d ya go?” I yell into the darkness of the night.

Two hands shoot out in front of me, and cover my eyes, “Back here.” I hear her giggle, and reemerge at my side; her head resting on my shoulder.

I deadpan, but wrap my arm around her, “You scared the shit out of me for a sec. Then I realized whoever was behind me was struggling a bit to keep their arms over my shoulders.”

“I’m not that short!” Scootaloo yells, nearly deafening me. Had that been Sweetie Belle, and I’d need a hearing aide.

“Calm down, hot shot. Just so happens I like short girls.” I ruffle her already distraught mane, and plant a light kiss on her forehead.

“Why you... You’re paying for my food because of that!” Scootaloo sticks her tongue out at me, but continues to hold onto my arm. “Speaking of which, we’re here.”

I look before me, a far eastern style building greets my eyes. “A Taste of Wang? That’s an odd name...”

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“For a place that looks so shitty, they sure do charge a lot...” I look into my now empty wallet, almost on the verge of tears. 60 bits... I should’ve regurgitated all those tuna rolls I had.

I look over and see Scootaloo downright giddy, a huge smile plastered on her face. It’s worth it for her, I state mentally while getting lost in her happiness.

Of course, right when I do so I walk straight into somepony...”Ow...Oh I’m so sorry, here let...me...help...you...” I begin to trail off, fear suddenly gripping me by the balls as I notice who I bumped into...Ms. Cheerilee!?!

“ Ow ow ow, watch where you’re going...Scootaloo! I’ve been worried sick! Where have you been all day?” Ms. Cheerilee yells at Scoots while standing up from the ground.

“Uhh, I’ve been at Rumble’s...He asked me a very important question that I couldn’t refuse...” Scoots blushes, and looks to the ground.

“Well, you’re coming home now! Mom and dad have been looking all over for you. Also, why do you smell like sweat?” Cheerilee gives me a death glare before grabbing Scoots and huffing off. As she’s being dragged off, Scootaloo gives me a hand signal of some sort. What? Oh! She’s going to call later, cool.

Still waving goodbye to Scootaloo, I feel something grab a hold of me. “Hey! What are...Oh, hey AJ...Oh Celestia, why are you red…Please tell me that red is just because you’re embarrassed…” I look on to a very angry looking Applejack, rope in hand; stalking her way towards me like a predator leaning in for the kill.

“Oh Ah’m not embarrassed at all Rumble. I was just ready to catch me a no good stinkin’ varmint!”And cure the panic, fear, hysteria...Fuck it RUN!!! I leap into the air, pumping my wings furiously to get away. Unfortunately, Applejack is one of the best ropers around. I get three feet in the air before something snags my ankles, and drags me down.

“No! Applejack, can’t we talk this out like reasonable ponies?” I cry out, hoping for mercy.

“Eenope. Y’all had ‘nuff time to explain y’alls self last time ya worked on the farm; which by the way you skipped work today. Mac and Ah had to work three hours later than usual to cover your absence.” Applejack fumes, continuing to hogtie me.

I wriggle and thrash as hard as I can, desperately trying to break free of the bonds...but that girl ties a mean knot…”Please someone! Anyone! Help m-Mmmff!!!!” I tried to call out before Applejack stuffs an apple in my mouth; stopping any and all protests right then and their.

“Now partner, look around you, no one is goin’ help you none.” Applejack let a smug grin slide across her face, as she drags me across Ponyville. All the while I never once stopped trying to break free.

SOMEBODY HELP ME!!! My muffled screams continued on and on...all the way to Sweet Apple Acres…

“Oh don’t fret none, Rumble...You and Ah are goin’ to have a nice, long, quiet talk. Nopony round, cept you and Ah…” Applejack says as she suggestively eyes me up and down.

No...Well, I mean...Fuck, polygamy is so wrong...but-but why does it sound so...Right…?

Author's Note

Sorry for taking so long. We both took up another project and have been busy with our own personal work. Again, sorry and hope you enjoy this little snippet!