You Got Ma Sister What?!
Rage.
Uncontrollable Rage.
Big Mac was angry beyond belief at what his sister had just told him. He wasn’t angry at her at all; never even crossed his mind to be angry with her, but the stallion in question, though, he was going to murder. Oh, yes, he was going to commit murder today and he was not going to feel the least bit sorry about it.
“Mac? Come on, talk to me,” Applejack said, smiling weakly at her brother. The two of them were standing outside the barn of Sweet Apple Acres after finishing their chores early. For the last week, Applejack had been waking up and having to find the bathroom as soon as possible to throw up. She had gone to the doctor two days before and he had given her some exciting news. She was pregnant.
Before telling Big Mac this, she had told her friends, Granny, Applebloom, and, of course, the father to be. Each one of them was happy for her, even though she and the father were not married, but still happy. The father was actually beyond excited, for when she told him he did several backflips in the air and was singing her praises, and was ready to become a father. This reaction was better than she had ever hoped for; her brother, on the other hoof, was getting worse by the second.
Applejack had broken the news to Mac the best way she thought possible, straight forward and honest. She knew he might be a bit angry with her, but right now he looked ready to kill. He was just standing there, his eyes opened wide and his mouth tightly shut. It was not a stoic expression that was on his face for once, but one of so much rage and intent to kill that she was afraid for what he might do. The last time she saw him this mad was when her first coltfriend had cheated on her.
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Applejack had barricaded herself in her room for hours, not wanting to talk to anypony as she felt her heart breaking. Big Mac was with her the entire time, not knowing what had caused his sister so much pain. She had only told Granny what had happened, and the old mare knew better than to tell Big Mac the reason behind his sister’s heartache. Only a few Apples knew of the rage that was deep inside of Mac that came out when his family was in danger. Applejack was so beside herself that she didn’t even know he had left the room after she told him what had happened.
After feeling sorry for herself for a few hours, she finally told herself to buck up and confront the cheater and give him what was coming. When she went to look for him, however, nopony knew where he was. When she asked Big Mac if he had seen the colt in question, he was sitting in the kitchen drinking some cider. All he said was ‘Nope’ and went back out to work in the fields to work.
Nopony had seen that cheating son of a goat since then. When Applejack had told her friends about it and how Big Mac seemed not to be worried anymore, stories spread across the small town like wildfire. Some said that Big Mac had beaten the stallion so badly that he was beyond recognition, that even his cutie mark was now deformed. Other ponies speculated that the colt had heard that Big Mac was on his tale and split town before Mac could find him. The most common rumor was that Big Mac had made sure he could not cheat on another mare, and whatever was left of the colt was buried somewhere in the orchard.
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“Mac, he is going to take full responsibility,” Applejack said trying to reassure her brother. “Granny is actually very excited that she is getting a great grandfoal.” She said, trying to sound hopeful. Big Mac didn’t give a response; he was still looking straight ahead his eyes full of that wild rage that still seemed to be growing. Before she could say any other words of reassurance, the situation got ten times worse.
The father to be had just landed near the two, a wide smile was plastered across his face. For once, his tired eyes seemed to be full of joy and there was a noticeable skip in his step. The father of her foal was no other than Soarin Nimbus, Second in Command of the Wonderbolts, father to be, and Big Mac’s now probably former drinking buddy. He neared the siblings, unaware that he was now the focus of Mac’s rage.
The two had become drinking buddies after meeting each other at the bar outside of town after a Wonderbolt show. Mac didn’t have any real interest in the show or anything along the lines of being a fan; he had won a contest for tickets for the show. He had originally thought of using the tickets to get to know a mare he was admiring better, but with seven tickets he had to invite all of his sister’s friends and left little time to get to know the one he actually wanted to invite. So, after the show, he decided to go to the bar while his sisters and friends talked nonstop about the show. It would have been a bit odd for him to tail along with them even if he had been the one to get the tickets. He knew nothing of the team and therefore had no opinion.
At the bar he had met an out of uniform Soarin, who was trying to enjoy a drink for once without crazy mares or fans disturbing him. Mac sat down next to Soarin and struck up a conversation. After a few hours and more than a few shots later, the two were acting like they had been friends all their lives and since then became drinking buddies. Soarin did finally tell Mac who he was, but it didn’t seem to faze the stallion being drinking buddies with a celebrity. Instead it helped him learn a bit more about the Wonderbolts and able to hold a conversation with the mare he had tried to take there. In return, though, Soarin did ask for permission to date his sister.
Dating and what they did to get his sister pregnant was another thing.
“Hey there A.J. and Big-” Before Soarin had even finished his greeting, he saw a red blur of movement coming at him. From years of being a trained athlete or because of pure dumb luck, Soarin was able to avoid being headbutted by Big Mac, who had come at him with all the force and rage of what looked like an out of control train.
“AH’M GONNA MURDER YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Mac shouted as he watched Soarin move out of the way of his attack. Mac just reared up, however, and tried to slam his front hooves into the Pegasus. Once again, by either sheer athletic ability or luck, Soarin had avoided the attack, his eyes full of fear at the angered stallion as his hooves slammed into the ground. The pure force of the impact shook the ground as his hooves dug into it. Looking to Applejack for help, he was greeted by the same surprised expression he had.
“Don’t be lookin at me! Run you idiot! Run!” Applejack shouted at Soarin, just as Mac freed his hooves from the ground and looked back at Soarin with murderous intent in his eyes. Soarin was terrified beyond belief as he started to gallop away as fast as he could, kicking up bits of dirt as he did. Mac started to give chase after the Wonderbolt and soon the two were sprinting towards Ponyville. Applejack, who was not ready to see her foal’s father murdered by her brother,galloped into the barn, retrieved her lasso and started to give chase as well.
Soarin was used to pressure. He was a Wonderbolt; he had to perform in front of thousands of ponies at every show, sometimes even royalty! He had faced times in his life when he was truly nervous or scared. One of those examples was when he asked Big Mac if he could date his sister Applejack. Mac just simply nodded and with his signature catchphrase ‘Eeyup’ he had his permission. Of course, if he ever broke his sisters heart Mac would bury Soarin near the grave where he buried her cheating coltfriend, Wild Glory. Soarin knew the truth about what happened to Wild Glory and Mac didn’t kill him, but after what had happened, killing the stallion would probably a merciful act. The next truly frightening part of his life was asking Applejack out on a date to begin with, which he never did. He fainted. When he came to, however, Applejack was sitting over him and told him she couldn't wait for their date.
Now those parts of his life seemed like skipping through a meadow of flowers, for if he was to slow down, he was dead! Sprinting through Ponyville, he turned corners, jumped over stands, and ran through a few buildings with tears of fear streaming down his face. No matter how fast he ran or how many turns he took, every time he looked over his shoulder, there was Big Mac, gaining speed and getting closer!
“Get back here, you no good son of a bitch!” Mac shouted as he plowed through a stand that Soarin had jumped over. “Ah’m gonna clip them wings of yours!” he threatened as he gave a snort of anger as he kept moving forward, his eyes fixed on the blue Pegasus in front of him ready to strangle him to death.
My wings! Soarin thought, as he looked back and saw them as he kept running. How did I forget I could fly?! At that thought Soarin took to the sky and began to put as much distance between himself and what was formerly was his best friend. Now all I need to do is hide in my cloud home for a few days till he calms down...scratch that, make it a few weeks! By then he should have calmed down enough to have a sensible...No bucking way! Soarin was torn from his thoughts as he looked down to see if he had gotten away from Big Mac, only to see that the red stallion was still chasing him on foot, a cloud of dust behind him. How fast is he?!
“There ain’t nowhere ya can hide from me!” Mac shouted up at Soarin as the two kept their chase up through Ponyville, stalls being smashed by Big Mac as he ran through them without even noticing they were there. Now Sorian was truly scared; if Big Mac could still keep up with him even if he was flying, how was he going to escape the red stallion’s wrath? That was when Soarin saw an orange figure emerging from behind the dust cloud with a lasso in hand.
“Oh thank Celestia!” Soarin said in a cry of joy, as he saw Applejack appear behind Mac with her trusty lasso. She had the end of the rope in her mouth as twirled the other end above her. She had the same determination in her eyes like she had during rodeos. She loved that Pegasus and she was not going to allow her brother to murder him. With a textbook throw, she tossed the lasso just in front of Mac and roped him around the neck.
Smiling in triumph for getting the rope around him with one try, she came to a halt and dug her hooves into the ground to stop the rampaging stallion. Instead of coming to a sudden stop, like she had hoped, she was now being dragged across Ponyville by Big Mac, who didn’t even seem to notice the extra weight. Now Applejack was not weak; in, fact she was stronger than most of the other stallions in town, but when it came to Big Mac there was no comparison in strength. This brought in a new wave of fear into Soarin’s heart as he sped up, only to see Big Mac increase his speed as well.
Ponies stopped whatever they were doing to either watch or get out of the way of the strange parade going through their town. There would a sudden and strong gust of wind sending those who were not prepared or sturdy on their feet to the ground. Next they would see a red blur pass, smashing through whatever or whoever that was in its way to keep up with a gust of wind. As the red blur passed by, they would see a rope being pulled behind him that brought an orange blur with it that was desperately trying to end the parade with no success of any sort.
Applejack’s hooves were burning as she bit down on the rope, trying to pull Mac back and stop him, but nothing seemed to be stopping the stallion, and it seemed nothing would stop him till he caught Soarin and killed him. Finally, as much as she hated to admit it, the pain became too much and Applejack let go of the rope and came to a skidding stop as Soarin and Mac kept moving on. She sat in the middle of the road, looking on as Mac and Soarin disappeared around a corner and brought their chase to the front of the Golden Oak library. There was a surprised shriek of what seemed to be Twilight and another mare, judging on how high the shriek was as the chase passed them.
“Dagnabit, Mac,” Applejack huffed fixing her hat. “That ain’t no way to treat the father of your future nephew or niece,” she said, looking around to see the damage done by the two.
“Taking it Mac didn’t take the news to well?” asked a scratchy voice from above. Applejack looked up to see her best friend Rainbow Dash hovering right above her, smiling so evilly that it would give Nightmare Luna a run for her money. With a huff and crossing her forelegs, Applejack looked down at the ground in front of her.
“Not at all,” she said, glaring at the point she had lost the two. “Don’t understand why he’s so mad. Ain’t like Soarin left me with the foal. He’s more excited than, well, than you if you joined the Wonderbolts about becoming a father!” Applejack said, not being able to come up with any farm analogy to explain Soarin’s excitement. She was still surprised on how he took the news. All the backflips, swinging her around, and then telling her of his undying love for her.
“Doubt that,” Rainbow Dash said also looking at the point where the two had turned. “I didn’t know Big Mac could run that fast,” she said still smiling; less evilly this time but more of a smile of an upcoming competition. “Did you?”
“Of course Ah did! He’s ma brother!” Applejack snapped; she was suddenly feeling very angry. She didn’t know why this sudden mood of anger came upon her, but the answer came to her as fast as her mood had changed. Do them mood changes really start this early and that fast? she thought and looked up at Rainbow Dash, ready to apologize. To her surprise, though, Rainbow Dash was still looking at the spot where the two had disappeared, too distracted by something buzzing around in her mind to hear what Applejack said.
“Sugarcube? You okay?” Applejack asked, not sure why Rainbow wasn’t picking a fight with her now like she normally did. Rainbow Dash was brought back to reality, but not by Applejack’s words it seemed. Landing in front of her friend, she patted her on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry yourself Applejack! I can stop this little stampede in ten seconds flat!” Rainbow Dash said with a confident smile as she pounded her hoof against her chest. Applejack felt a little relieved knowing that one of her friends was going to stop the duo of destruction. It also seemed that Rainbow Dash would have to keep good on her word of ‘ten seconds flat’ for the sound of another stand being demolished reached her ears.
“Sounds good sugarcube, now how we gonna stop them tw-” before she could finish Rainbow Dash had placed her hoof over Applejack’s mouth, the evil smile spreading across her lips again.
“Now hold up there,” Rainbow Dash said in a mock southern accent, earning a glare from Applejack. “Who said I was going to do this for free?” she asked as she removed her hoof from Applejack’s mouth. Applejack would have preferred if Dash kept her hoof there to hide the fact that her jaw was now hanging in shock.
“Yer chargen me to help save the town!” she shouted in disbelief, ready to hit Rainbow over the head a few times to get her priorities in line. She was the Element of Loyalty! She shouldn't be charging ponies to help them out of a jam.
“Eeyup!” Rainbow said, sitting there with a smile. “And I won’t help you unless you agree, ” she said as another smashing sound was heard. This time it sounded like Mac had just ran through a building to keep Soarin in sight. With a growl of frustration, Applejack looked at Rainbow, guessing she knew what she wanted.
“How much free cider do yea want?” she asked through gritted teeth. Rainbow Dash just smiled as she shook her head.
“Oh I don’t want any cider,” she said, making Applejack’s jaw once again fall open. “Just need you to be okay with something first,” she said, leaning in and whispering in Applejack ear. Applejack waited there patiently as she heard what Rainbow had to say. Suddenly her eyes went wide as she recoiled from Rainbow Dash, who had a large smile on her face.
“YOU BUCKING WHAT?!”
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When Ah get ma hooves on that bastard Ah’m gonna break his wings, buck him in the throat, and then burn that Pegasus alive! How dare he go behind ma back like that and-and-and...Ah’m gonna kill him! Mac thought as he kept chasing Soarin, who he could swear was crying. He didn’t care, he was going to kill him! He didn’t even feel the cart of flowers he smashed into as he chased the so called best friend, nor did he hear the screams of the pony who owned it, though he did notice what seemed to be hooves landing on his back.
Looking over his shoulder, he nearly stumbled as he saw Rainbow Dash lying on his back as if she was just meant to be there. She was just smiling at him as he kept running at full speed. He knew Rainbow Dash, one of her sister’s friends, if not her closest friend, but he had always wanted to know more about her than just another pretty face. The whole reason he went to the Wonderbolts show was to ask her out, but those plans were ruined.
“Hi!” Rainbow Dash said, still smiling as she laid there on his back the wind brushing her hair. He nearly stumbled again as he looked at her; she was beautiful without even trying. Righting himself, Mac looked up in the sky for a second to make sure his target was still in sight. Indeed he was, though he had lost some ground, but he started to make it up again.
“Howdy Miss Dash,” he said with a grunt as he tried to keep his attention on the Pegasus he wanted to kill, not the one that he had a crush on. Rainbow didn’t seem bothered in the fact that she was riding on the back of a stallion who had the intent of murder running through his mind. In fact, it looked like she was just enjoying the show from the front row seat.
“Whatcha doing?” she asked, as if she didn’t know what he was doing. By this time in the chase, nearly every pony in town knew that Big Mac wanted to kill Soarin; for what reasons they didn’t know specifically, but it had to be around his sister. Looking back at her, seeing that she was still smiling, Mac didn’t know what to say, so he just went with a truth.
“Ah’m chasing that no good bastard up there for getting ma sister pregnant. When Ah catch him, Ah’m gonna kill him!” he said, shouting the last part so Soarin could hear him. Evidently Soarin did hear him, for he picked up his speed, and gave a cry of fear, followed by more tears. Looking back he saw that Rainbow Dash was nodding, but didn’t seem to have been listening to what he had said. Instead, she had been running her hoof down his mane. Till then, Mac hadn’t felt her hoof, but as soon as he did and saw the action himself a deep blush covered his face.
“That sounds like fun. Want to go on a date later?” Till that moment, nothing seemed to be able to stop Mac’s rampage through town. Not the dozens of carts he had smashed through, the walls of Sugarcube Corner, his sister’s lasso, not even high pitched scream of Shining Armor as he nearly ran the Captain of the Guard over. Those seven words, however, stopped him dead in his tracks. Coming to a skidding halt, he turned towards Rainbow Dash, who was still lying there. Due to the sudden stop, though, she had moved up on his back. Now there faces were just about three inches apart.
“Be-beg par-pardon?” Mac asked with a stutter as he looked at Rainbow Dash. Beads of sweat, not from his chase of Soarin, started to run down his face.
“I asked,” she started with a smile, as she looked into his apple green eyes with her magenta ones. “If you wanted to on a date later,” she said, smiling in victory seeing how nervous the stallion had gotten. “Maybe right now, if you can hold off on killing Soarin for a while,” she added.
Mac just stared at her, dumbfounded, as he tried to process what she had just said. She asked him out on a date. An unfamiliar smile soon took over Mac’s face as he nodded excitedly at her. “Ah got ma chores done already today; Ah see no reason why-” Mac’s sentence was cut short as an aura of magic surrounded Rainbow Dash, pulling her away from him. “What the hay?” Mac asked before an aura of magic also covered him and slammed him into the ground hard. Before he could even react to this, four large white unicorns in gold armor jumped on top of him and held him down.
“Big Macintosh Apple!” he heard one of them shout as they held him down. “You're under arrest!” he shouted. Mac looked up to see that a group of white Pegasus was taking to the air as Shining Armor looked down at him. Looking over at Rainbow Dash, who was now shouting at Twilight and pointing at Shining Armor, a single thought passed through Mac’s mind.
Aww Horse Apples
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Soarin looked down to see where Mac was now and was surprised to see he was no longer being chased. A smile of triumph covered his face. He had escaped Big Mac! He was going to live! Now all he needed to do was get back to the farm, find Applejack, and then the two of them could live happily ever after as a fami-
The trail of thoughts ended there, as Soarin slammed into a blue field of magical energy that was placed in his way. He started to slide down the barrier of blue energy when a group of Royal Guard Pegasus grabbed him and put wing restraints on his wings and cuffed him with hoofcuffs.
“Soarin Nimbus, you are under arrest!” one of them shouted as they started to guide him to the ground. Soarin looked to each one of them in surprise as they brought him closer to the ground.
“On what charges?! I haven’t done anything wrong! I was trying to escape the wrath of Big Mac! Sure a few stalls got broken but nothing...oh.” One of the Guards pointed down at the town below to show that a good portion of the town had seen and felt the repercussions of their little incident. There was definitely more than just a few broken stalls, for wood and products were littering almost every street in Ponyville. A few towers of black smoke could also be seen from small fires that two had created. In all, it looked like a tornado, an earthquake, and a stampede of bulls had ran through the town all at the same time. Worst of all, the crowd of angry ponies that was gathering where Big Mac was being held down and where he was being lowered to. “This won’t end well,” Soarin said with a sigh.
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“And don’t think you will be getting out on bail!” Shining Armor shouted as the bars of the cell door of the Ponyville local jailhouse was closed on Soarin. “You are going to be spending the night in jail, I don’t care if you are a Wonderbolt, nopony scares my little sister and whoever that little filly was who screamed!” he shouted as he turned around and proceeded to make his way out of the jail house. A search was being held to find the missing filly who had screamed with Twilight when Big Mac had almost trampled over Shining Armor. For the Captain of the Guard, Shining Armor, Prince of the Crystal Kingdom, did not scream like a little filly!
Soarin just gave out a sigh as he watched Shining Armor walk away. As much as he would love to laugh at the way the oh-so brave Captain of the Guard was trying to cover up his filly screaming, it was a wise idea not to. He was already in enough trouble with the law for being involved in the stampede around Ponyville. Though the charges would be dropped as soon as he volunteered to help with the cleanup and pay for damages, Applejack and Spitfire were going to give him hell for this.
“Well, at least Big Mac isn’t here to-”
*Cough*
Soarin’s eyes went wide as he heard the cough behind him. There was no way they would put him in the same cell as Big Mac, the stallion who had been witnessed many times shouting about how he was going to kill Soarin. Turning around slowly, he saw the large red figure sitting on one of the bunk beds, glaring at him. His green eyes, not as filled with the intent of murder that they had held for most of the day, but still there was anger behind them. In the bunk above him, Soarin was more surprised to see Caramel laying there with a pillow over his head.
Before he could ask what the quiet and timid pony was there for, Mac coughed again, making Soarin’s blood run cold. Big Mac had gotten out of his bunk and was now walking towards Soarin, who felt himself shrinking as Mac approached. This is it! Soarin thought as Mac took another step closer. I’m going to die here in this jail cell! Goodbye Applejack, I love you so much, except for the fact it’s your psychotic brother that is going to kill me! Soarin Jr. I am so sorry your daddy is not going to be around to teach you how to talk to girls, even though he was horrible at it himself! Become a Wonderbolt, my son. If you happen to be a girl, find a stallion like Big Mac to protect you!
With his final thoughts, Soarin tightly closed his eyes and waited to be beaten to death. however, the beatings never started. He was still too afraid to open an eye, though, in case Mac was just waiting for him to open his eyes so Soarin had to watch the first punch come in. So there he sat with his eyes tightly closed, afraid to open them. Maybe if he could keep his eyes shut like this all night and not fall asleep, Mac wouldn't kill him! That was his plan! It was a great plan! The perfect plan! He was going to-
“Open your eyes, damn it!”
He was going to die! Slowly Soarin opened his eyes to see Big Mac sitting there, towering over him. He didn’t have a hoof in the air ready to strike him, and he wasn’t in a position to buck him into next week. He was just sitting there looking down at Soarin, as if he was judging him.
“So yea plan on taken responsibility for the foal?” Mac asked, his right eye twitching a little bit. Obviously, this was not a conversation he wanted to have.
“Y-yes,” Soarin replied meekly, nodding his head as well. He was absolutely terrified of Big Mac right now. They were in a jail cell and the only other stallion here to help him was Caramel, and he was the last stallion you would choose to have on your side in a fight!
“And yea plan on maken an honest mare out of Applejack?” he asked as well. This time his eye did not twitch, but the same threatening tone of when he was chasing Soarin was evident. This time Soarin had a bit more confidence. Reaching behind, he pulled out a small velvet box and handed it to Mac.
“Um, I was kind of planning on asking you to this today,” he said with a sheepish grin. “Didn’t think I would be doing it in a jail cell. Do I have your permission to marry Applejack?” Soarin asked as Mac opened the small velvet box to inspect the contents.
Inside was a golden hoop earring with a yellow thunderbolt going through it, and inside the thunderbolt were three red apples. The hoop was engraved with Applejack name, his name, and left room to have the date of the wedding, the birth date of their foal and its name. Mac looked over the earring for a bit before putting it back in the box and handing it to Soarin.
“Even if yea didn’t go and, well, you know Ah would of given yea ma permission,” Mac said, patting Soarin on the shoulder. A wave of relief went through Soarin’s body as he felt the pat on the shoulder. Finally all the hardships and trials were over. He was going to ask Applejack to marry him, and with any luck she would say yes and they would be married! He could already see her walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress on their wedding day!
This thought was cut short when he felt a sharp pain go through his stomach, forcing all the air out of his lungs as he landed on his side. Mac had punched him right in the gut, sending the Wonderbolt to the ground coughing. Soarin’s eyes were watering up as he watched Mac go back to his bunk and sit down.
“That was for maken me miss ma date with Rainbow Dash,” Mac said with a growl, but gave Soarin a grin of amusement. Smiling back weakly, Soarin dragged himself over the opposite bunk and crawled onto the uncomfortable mattress. The three stallions sat in the cell in quite for a few moments, till curiosity finally got the better of Soarin. Looking up at Caramel’s bunk, he had to ask what he and Big Mac must be wondering.
“Um, Caramel, why are you in jail?” he asked. Both he and Big Mac looked up at Carmel, who was pulling his head out from under his pillow. He had a nervous grin and what looked like either a bruise or a hickey on his neck. He rubbed the back of his head nervously as he looked at the two.
“Um...well, I was supposed to go to Manehanten today and Pinkie was walking me to the station. Well she doesn’t like goodbyes and well, our goodbye kiss, kind of, sort of,” he was blushing a shade of red darker than Mac’s coat now, “turned into indecent exposure when things got a bit too hot.” Now he was nervously laughing as both Soarin and Mac took up blank looks of shock as they looked at Caramel.
“And where is Miss Pinkie then?” Mac asked looking towards Soarin, who was just as equally curious of this as well.
“Well she didn’t like the idea of being separated, so they had to sedate her with something,” Caramel said, reflecting on the incident. “Apparently whatever they gave her was supposed to be enough to kill an elephant, and all it made her was a little sleepy.” he said laughing now. “But that’s my Party Mare, I just hope the whole Element of Harmony thing will get her off,” he added before turning over.
Both Mac and Soarin were staring at one another now. Even though their own day had been one of exciting and strange events, nothing seemed to be more strange than the timid stallion and the party mare getting too frisky at the train station. With that strange thought in mind, the two turned in, themselves, for the most awkward night sleep either one had ever had.
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Mac was awoken to what felt like small pebbles being thrown at this face. Turning over, he tried to go back to sleep; he was exhausted from what happened yesterday. He couldn't remember the last time he had ran so hard and so long and his body was aching in pain because of it. Turning over, however, seemed to anger the pony who was throwing pebbles at him, for now they turned into rocks and were being thrown a lot harder.
Shooting out of bed he looked for the culprit; if it was Soarin, he was going to kill him for real this time. When he opened his eyes, though, he saw that Soarin was not in his bunk anymore, so he turned his attention to the front of the cell. He was expecting to see Applejack, Applebloom, Granny, or some other pony trying to wake him up, but instead he was greeted by no other but Rainbow Dash who was tossing a rock in her hoof.
“About time you woke up,” she said, dropping the rock and giving him a cold stare. “I woke up early today thinking you would be awake already and ready to get out of your cell. But instead you were still asleep and it was Soarin who was awake, as well as Caramel,” she said flatly turning away from him as if he had done her some great harm. “Applejack had already came by and posted Soarin’s bail for him. The Cakes came by to get Pinkie and Caramel out, and now all that left was you, who wasn’t awake yet!” she said, not looking at him. Mac gave a sigh as he walked over to the bars of the cell and looked at the mare.
“Ah’m sorry, Miss Dash but Ah-”
“Don’t call me Miss Dash! I am not some old mare,” she said with what seemed to be a little aggravation in her voice. Now Mac was confused; she seemed to very angry with him. He would have thought, with the two of them wanting to go on a date, she would be a little nicer; but then again Rainbow Dash was never a mare one could predict. Maybe that was another reason he was attracted to her.
“Ah’m sorry, Rainbow, Ah didn’t mean to keep you waiting,” he said, trying to sound as sorry as possible. This was in vain, for Rainbow Dash didn’t even look at him as she kept sat up on her hind legs, crossed her forehooves, faced the other way and closed her eyes. Growing up on a farm with all mares, he knew when he was in trouble, and was he in trouble with this mare. “Ah’m really am sorry, Rainbow. Ah will do anythin to make it up to yea,” he said with a weak smile now trying to sound sincere.
“Anything?” she asked, not looking towards him still, still having her forelegs crossed and eyes closed. Mac just slowly nodded his head.
“Eeyup.”
“Good!” Rainbow Dash said, turning towards him and smiling widely as she went to the cell door and pulled it open. “Because you owe me two dates now, and don’t think getting arrested again is going to get you out of it,” she said as she started walk towards the exit of the jailhouse.
Mac looked at the cell door in surprise. Had it been unlocked the entire night? Turning to Rainbow Dash he started to catch up with her.
“Did you pay ma bail?” he asked, shocked that she would do such a thing. He knew she was loyal but from what Applejack had said, and seeing how many times the mare had come over for dinner, she didn’t have a lot of spare bits. “And didn’t Shining Armor say we ain’t gettin bail?” Rainbow Dash snorted with laughter as they exited the jailhouse and into the morning sun.
“Buck no! Soarin did,” she said with a smile as she looked up at him. “And Twilight was able to convince him otherwise; I don’t think I have ever seen any pony so whipped by their little sister, before. Now I’m hungry and Ah’m guessing you are to,” she said when a slight grumble came from Mac’s stomach, making the proud stallion blush. “So you can take me out for breakfast, and then, maybe, if I like you enough, you can treat me to lunch as well,” she said before kissing Mac on the cheek. “But I think that is a safe bet already.” With that she laughed as she started to walk towards one of the buildings he and Soarin didn’t damage or destroy last night.
Mac stood there stone still as he raised his hoof to his face where Rainbow Dash had kissed him. He was now blushing much harder now and that same unfamiliar smile was starting to form again as he watched Rainbow Dash look over his shoulder at him and wink. This was going to be the best day of his life.
“Eeyup!”
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Soarin gave a sigh of contentment as he and Applejack leaned against one another overlooking the orchard from the porch of the farmhouse. In the afternoon sun, the entire field look like it was out of a painting with the bright green trees, and the little specs of red apples peeking out from between the green leaves. It was really a magical sight, one he was willing to stare at the rest of his life, just as long as Applejack was right there with him.
“Crazy few days, huh?” he asked her, smiling, as he nuzzled against her. Applejack just gave out a light laugh as she returned the nuzzle.
“Eeyup, just glad Mac didn’t kill yea when you were all alone in that jail cell,” she said with a smile, looking up at the blue Pegasus. She would have to remember to mention only certain parts of that day for now on, for when she said that, his face went pale again and he looked about ready to faint. How strange it was that when she told him she was pregnant he was jumping in joy; now anytime she was to mention a certain part of that day, he would come close to fainting.
“Soarin, what happened in that jail cell?” she asked finally, after he had remained quiet for too long. Looking down at her, a blush appeared on his face as he gave her a weak smile.
“These are the times I wish I could lie to you,” he said with a laugh as he quickly went to nuzzle her again. She leaned into the nuzzle, but still placed her hoof on his and pressed down. From day one she told him to never lie to her and so far he had told her the truth about everything, even if it he didn’t want to. With a wince of pain, he looked down at Applejack who was just giving him an innocent smile. “Let’s just say I learned way too much about Caramel and Pinkie’s relationship,” he said as he pulled his hoof out before she crushed it.
“Is that why the Cake’s were picken up Caramel?” Applejack asked, looking at Soarin, who just merely nodded, in confusion. She knew that the two Earth Ponies were seeing each other, but couldn't think of a reason why they would have ended up in jail. “Do Ah want to know why he was there?” she asked.
“Nope,” Soarin replied, kissing her on the forehead. “Or at least don’t ask Mac or me; I think we both were having nightmares last night,” he said, wincing again. Applejack was now even more curious but let the topic go. “Anyway, can we talk about names?” he asked excitedly, he had been definitely looking forward to this part since she had told him the news.
“We ain’t namen it, if it’s a boy, Soarin Jr.” she said flatly. Soarin’s ears folded back as she turned him down. He was about to open his mouth again, when she looked up at him with a hard glare. “Ah don’t care if he looks just like you; Ah’m the one who's gonna be carrying it around for eleven months so, either we agree on a name, or Ah’m doin all the naming,” Applejack said, with a huff that Soarin had long ago learned that was the end of that.
“Fine,” Soarin said with a sigh as he leaned into her again. “But it has to be a cool name, if she wants to be a Wonderbolt,” he said with a grin as he looked over the orchard. He could already see himself flying with his daughter above the trees, teaching her all his tricks and techniques. “I bet you would love to have a few sets of wings to help with the harvest,” he said with a laugh.
“He can have a cool name and he can be a normal farming Earth Pony, if he wants to be,” she said, stressing certain words as Soarin looked over the orchard. “So, do you want a girl now, since you can’t use the name Soarin Jr.?” she teased.
“Somewhat,” he said with a shrug as he looked into the green eyes that looked so much like his own. “But knowing you, the mares in this town, and just mares across Equestria, it’s probably, if not highly, likely we will have a girl.” Soarin laughed. “But we might have to go for another foal, or hope Mac and Rainbow have a boy to protect her.”
Now Applejack was laughing hard, so hard in fact a few tears were now escaping her eyes. “You want a boy just so if some stallion does what you did, they can chase them across town?” she asked with a questioning look. “Ah knew you were a strange one, but never knew how strange,” she said as he nudged him in the ribs. Soarin winced a bit, seeing it was close to the area in which Mac punched him.
“Well, at least we will know he is serious,” he laughed as he looked down at Applejack. That was when something from the night before struck him. Turning around, he pulled the same velvet box he had shown Big Mac the night before out of his mane and walked in front of Applejack. Lowering himself down, he held the box in his mouth as he knelt down in front of her with one leg folded against the ground. Dropping the box in front of, her he opened it up and let her eyes sparkle as she looked at the earring.
“I know it’s a bit late now but, Applejack will you-” Before Soarin could ask a pair of warm lips met his own as a pair of forelegs wrapped around his neck. Soarin slowly closed his eyes as he leaned into the kiss, making sure to return the passion that was being given to him.
“Eeyup,” Applejack said, finally pulling away. “You're a strange one, but Ah’d marry yea.”
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Years Later
“Apple Swift get your behind back here and say hello to your Aunt Dash properly right now!” Applejack shouted at her daughter, who was now trying to fly away towards the orchard. The small blue filly turned around and slowly made her way back to the two older mares. Apple Swift was a light blue Pegasus, much like her father, but had a light orange mane and freckles, like her mother. She also had her parent’s bright green eyes.
“Hi, Aunt Dash,” Apple Swift said slowly as she hugged Rainbow Dash and kissed her on the cheek, like she was supposed to greet all of her aunts. “It’s very nice to see you again,” she added dully, as she hung her head down like she was being punished. Rainbow Dash just laughed as she ruffled the little filly’s mane.
“It’s good to see you to kid!” she said with a smile as she looked down at Apple Swift. “And you don’t have to do that stupid greeting with me. Your mom should know that two awesome Pegesi don’t do mushy greetings like that,” she said with a smile that made Apple Swift brighten up considerably. “Now how about you go find your dad and get some Wonderbolt practice in!” she said, and at that the filly took to the air and raced to the back of the barn where her father and Uncle Mac were probably still trying to fix some equipment.
“And that’s why you're her favorite aunt,” Applejack said with a groan as she watched her daughter disappear behind the barn, only to hear something crashing and a holler of pain as she tackled her daddy. “Ah swear, Ah don’t know where she gets that energy from. If Ah didn’t know better, Ah think she is more your daughter than mine, and we ain’t even related,” she said with a laugh. She expected to hear Rainbow Dash laughing with her but instead it was just her. Looking to Rainbow Dash, she saw that she was looking away and a very light blush was coloring her cheeks.
“You okay Sugarcube?” she asked, not sure why the topic didn’t respond in laughter.
“I’m okay,” Rainbow Dash said, turning towards Applejack and smiling sheepishly. “But you might want to reconsider that last part,” she said with a laugh.
Applejack just stared at Rainbow Dash in confusion. Reconsider that last part? What could she have meant by that? All she said was that there weren't related-
That was when the gears in her head started to move and a smile formed on Applejack lips. “Did ma brother finally propose?!” she asked excitedly, as she jumped in joy. “Ah didn’t even know that sly dog bought an earring!” she said as she shook her head slightly to show off the one Soarin had used to propose with her. “Ah gotta go congratulate that son of a gun.”
Big Mac and Rainbow Dash had been together since the day as most ponies called ‘The Rampage of Two’ incident. Most ponies thought the two would have already been married and at least had two foals by now, with how fast Rainbow Dash took things. They had moved in together two months after they started dating and were living in a cloud home behind the farmhouse, where Soarin had moved into. The cloud home was Rainbow’s home that they had moved over to the farm. Mac had now wear an enchanted necklace around his neck all the time now, so he would be able to walk around in the house floating in the sky. Applejack was just about ready to go congratulate her brother when Rainbow stuck her hoof in her way.
“Yea about that he didn’t exactly propose A.J.” she said, still smiling, but taking a cautious step back. She was afraid that there might be a ‘Rampage of Two’ Part Two if she didn’t put this in the right words. “You see, well, I’m kind of pregnant and he’s the fath-”
“BIG MAC!!!” Applejack shouted at the top of her lungs, her face growing red. Big Mac looked out from behind the barn with Apple Swift on his head. His face was contorted in confusion much like his niece, who had never seen her mother so angry. “YOU LOUSY NO GOOD HYPOCRITE! YOU WENT AND GOT MA BEST FRIEND PREGNANT!”
Author's Note
So yea, this is not a continuation of Slow to Realize just it's own to stand alone story. I hope you enjoyed and stay tune for Slow to Realize Pt 2 that I hope to have done in a few days.
