Big Macintosh walked up the gate to Sweet Apple Acers and was greeted by Applejack. “Where the hay have you been?”, questioned the orange filly.

“Ah was at Fluttershy’s”, replied a nervous Big Mac, “We were havin’ tea”. Big Mac then walked over to an appletree trying to avoid Applejacks stare. Applejack noticed Big Macintosh flinch.

“Ah wasn’t tryin’ ta interrogate ya’”, Applejack paused, “I was just worried about ya’”. She walked to the big, red stallion.

He murmured an “I’m sorry” and went inside.

Applejack stood in the middle of the field dazed. That was not like Macintosh. Sure he was shy, she thought, but he wouldn’t just flinch and run off like that. She was wondering what might be wrong with him and a thought crossed her mind. Could he like Fluttershy? Applejack tried to toss that thought, but couldn’t stop thinking about it. Big Mac never really had a crush on any mare and was about four years older than Fluttershy. The orange pony sat there scratching her head for a few more minutes, then went back to bucking the apples.

Big Mac ran into his room. He plopped onto his bed and hugged his doll, Smarty Pants. The stallion was not sure what to do. “Smarty Pants”, Big Mac sighed, ”Ah think Ah have a thing for this certain filly, but Ah don’t know what ta do. Ah like her but, Ah’m sure that she doesn’t like me. She’s one of tha elements, a former model, and Ah’m just a simple farmer. What do Ah do?” The doll just lay there in Big Mac’s arms. Big Mac knew that he only knew her for about a day, but he felt something special that he couldn’t explain. It was kinda like when he drank the love potion. “Ah could tell her Ah like her, but she’ll probably just think Ah’m crazy”. He sighed. There’s nothin’ Ah can do, she’s just gonna reject me. Big Mac slowly walked down to the kitchen, wanting to get something in his stomach.

The orange mare was finished for the day. Applejack bucked a good number of appletrees for the day. She managed to stop thinking about Big Mac by telling herself that she’d talk to Rarity about it. Somehow Rarity knew a lot about this lovey, lovey and likey, likey stuff, even though she hasn’t had many serious relationships. Also, Applejack needed Rarity to repair a hole in her hat. Applejack walked back into the house. The Apple Family ate a meal of peanut butter and apple jelly sandwiches, fresh apple slices, apple cider, and an apple pie for dessert. After eating, Applejack walked up the stairs and curled up onto her bed.

It was a beautiful morning, the birds were chirping and the sun was shining. Applejack hopped out of bed and ran downstairs. Granny and Big Mac were sitting at the table waiting for Applejack and Apple Bloom. Applejack sat down beside Granny. The old, green horse made some oatmeal with chunks of apple in it. Apple Bloom came down the stairs a minute or two after Applejack. Once Apple Bloom sat down, the family started eating their food. When Applejack finished she placed her plate by the sink for Granny to clean. Applejack waited for Apple Bloom to finish and then they left to go to school.

After Applejack dropped Apple Bloom off at school, she made her way to Carousal Boutique. Applejack opened the door to find the mannequins, sewing machines, and fabrics all covered in plastic wraps. “What the hay”, said Applejack, puzzled at what happened to the boutique.

Rarity rushed down the stairs. “Oh thank goodness”, cried out the unicorn seamstress, “I need your help! Sweetie Belle has a cold and I need you to cover anything she can sneeze on!”

“Ain’t ya’ goin’ a little bit overboard?”, asked Applejack.

Rarity acted as if this was an insult. “Why most certainly not, I’m only taking the necessary precautions. I couldn’t let Sweetie Belle ruin anything of mine”, snapped Rarity.

“Sorry Ah asked”, mumbled Applejack. Rarity and Applejack spent the next 15 minutes placing the plastic wrap over Rarity’s stuff.

When they finished, Rarity wanted to know why Applejack was here. “Two things”, Applejack replied, taking off her hat, “Could ya’ fix this hole in my hat and Ah had a question ta’ ask ya’.” Rarity removed the plastic off one of the sewing machines and took Applejack’s hat.

“Have a seat. Now Applejack dear, what is your question”, inquired Rarity.

“Well, Ah wanted ta know how ya’ tell if a stallion likes a mare.” The seamstress stopped working and a smile appeared on her face.

“I think I know where this is going, this isn’t about your crush on Caramel, is it?”, smirked Rarity.

“Uhh no, but how do ya’ know about that?”, fretted Applejack.

“Oh please, I may not be an expert on stallions, but at least I can tell when a mare likes one.”

Applejack sighed, “Actually, Ah think Big Mac likes somepony”,

“Go on”, soothed Rarity,

“…And Ah think it’s Fluttershy.” The unicorn gasped.

Rarity was in shock. She never did suspect that the giant, red stallion fancied anypony, especially Fluttershy. “Why would you think that?”, asked Rarity. She wanted to get all of her facts straight before coming to any conclusions.

“Well”, started Applejack, “Ah sent Big Mac over yesterday ta deliver some apple pies Fluttershy ordered. It should have taken ‘em about half an hour at the most, but he didn’t come home ‘till about two hours later. Ah tried ta ask ‘em what he was doin’, all Big Mac told was that he had tea with Fluttershy. Ah tried ta ask him some more questions, but then he got all nervous and edgy and ran inside. He didn’t talk much at dinner and Ah figured Ah’d talk ta you about it.”

Rarity thought about what Applejack just told her. It did seem that Big Macintosh did like Fluttershy, but Rarity was not a hundred percent sure. Rarity began to open her mouth, “I think you may be right, but please keep an eye on Big Mac. Tell me what you find out.” What neither of the mares knew, a young unicorn filly, currently suffering from a cold, was standing at the top of the stairs and had heard every word of their conversation.

After their discussion about Big Mac, Rarity finished patching up AJ’s hat and whisked her out the door. Rarity then began working on one of her client’s orders.

Author's Note

I could probably re-write this and make it better, but as I said, I wrote this a long time before I joined this site.