Of Apples and Cherries

Chapters

Chapter 1: How We Got Here
Chapter 2: When AJ Met CJ
Chapter 3: Stranger in a Strange Orchard
Chapter 4--Apple on Cherry
Chapter 5: Adjustments
Chapter 6: What Happens in Las Pegasus...
Chapter 7: Actions Have Consequences (Part 1)

Chapter 1: How We Got Here

Chapter 1—How We Got Here

As my eyes open up, I feel that something is wrong. I look around the bedroom to see it is illuminated in the light of Celestia's sun. To most people, this would not be a bad thing, but to me, this means I'm behind in my chores. I'm usually up just as Luna's night is ending to get my chores started, but today, I slept in. Yeah, that's right, ol' Applejack's taking some time off. But this was not cause I wanted to be lazy, oh no. You see, today is a very special day for me. How is this special, you may ask? Well, one year ago today, I became Mrs. Applejack. Yeah, I married the one sleeping next to me. As I look over to my partner, I see beauty that would give even Celestia a run for her bits.

I see her beautiful lips and although her eyes are closed, I can still see her big round green eyes...

I see that lovely mole under her left eye.

I see her amazing curves and wonder how she has them at this point in her life...

And I see her most amazing feature, that sexy mass of red hair that I could get lost in for hours.

Unknown to her, I give her one of my huge smiles, take a look at the wedding band on my finger, and know in my heart, she is my wife, my lifelong love....

….my Cherry Jubilee.

“Ah love you,” I whisper into her ear. But this was the moment Cherry showed me she still has a few tricks up her sleeve.

“Ah love you too, sugah,” I hear her whisper back to me. She opens her eyes and gives me the first kiss of the day, one of many that I'm sure to get. “You know what day this is, right, dear?”

Of course I know what day this is. There is no way I could forget. “Has it been a year already? It seems like only yesterday we were saying our 'I dos.”

I see Cherry get up and head towards the stand where her robe rests. It's only few feet, but sweet Celestia, I have never seen a more amazing walk than what I just saw...yet another reason that I love her so much. I still can't believe that one of the worst moments of my life turned out to be one of my best.

“I should hop in the shower and get ready. We got a big day ahead of us. If I remember the last letter, your friend Pinkie Pie wants to throw us a big celebration party back in Ponyville.”

Oh, I guess I forgot to tell y'all that I don't live in Ponyville no more. See, 'bout 6 months before we got married, I decided to move to Dodge Junction to be with Cherry, I don't think I need to tell you that it was perhaps the hardest decision in my 23 years of being alive. But I'll get to that point another time; right now, I need to get ready to head back to my hometown and see what kind of party Pinkie's gonna throw for us. If she's the same hyperactive girl I've always remembered—and she probably still is—Pink's probably got the whole town covered in party favors

One Hour Later

Here at the Cherry Hill and Apple Valley Ranch, everything’s like clockwork. Everyone who has come by has given us their congratulations on our anniversary. What's that? Yeah, I said “Cherry Hill and Apple Valley”. That's cause when I moved here, I took a few of the apple trees from the farm with me. It turned out the soil here was right for my apples to thrive. Pretty soon, I had an apple farm of my own, a bit of a taste of home, if you will. Since then, Cherry has decreed that since I'm used to harvesting apples on my own, I get to do so on my own. Of course, I can ask for help when I need it. However, this orchard isn't yet as big as the one back home, so I'm fine for now. Before any y'all ask, I never forgot about the time I tried to harvest the Sweet Apple Acres crop on my own, so I will ask for help when that time comes.

I hear a door open and see Cherry walking out. She has a look of confidence on her face, which tells me everything here is going to be just fine. “Everything's gonna be fine,” she tells me. “I told the foremen to only contact me if there's an emergency. Otherwise, I'll handle the paperwork when I get back. Now, let's get to the station. The next train to Ponyville leaves in a couple of hours.” As we pick up our luggage, I start wondering why CJ needs so much luggage. We're only going to be in Ponyville for a couple of days. In all honesty, we only need one bag each. Just as I ask her why she needs three bags for a two-day trip, I realize it would be a fool's errand and keep my mouth shut. We get into the carriage(I don't think I'll ever get over how much this place reminds of the old Western books I read when I was younger) and begin our way to the station.

Dodge Junction Train Station

Well, here we are at the station, waiting for the train to Ponyville to arrive. I adjust my hat to block the sun while Cherry uses her fancy umbrella. Just between you and me, I can't see why she would carry such a frilly thing around. It looks like something Rarity would carry around when she's in one of her prissy moods. The funny part is even though I'm not a big fan of froo-froo stuff, it just looks good on Cherry. Heck, she could make an apple sack look drop dead gorgeous.

Judging by the fact there is no train at the station yet, I would say that the train hasn't arrived yet...and yes, I am being sarcastic. As I look around to pass the time, there is something I see that reminds me of what I didn't see very much of in Ponyville. I'm sure they didn't want me too see, but I do see them making faces of distaste at me and Cherry. I guess it should be hard to blend in considering my wife is perhaps the biggest known person in Dodge Junction. But I know those looks are the fact that she married me, a girl 21 years younger—yes, Cherry is 44(don't tell her I told you). You could say that I married someone old enough to be my mother; heck, a few people here have. I just wish they would get over that and see how much we love each other, but I guess that's just wishful thinking.

“Sugar, are you okay? You look like you're staring into space.” The sound of CJ's voice jumps me back into where I am.

“Oh, yeah, I'm...fine.”

“Hon, I know when you're fine and you're anything but fine. What's wrong?”

“Well, you see...”

A kiss on the cheek gives me what I need to make me feel better. “I know, the age thing. Look sugar, we both knew people weren't going to be too keen on that. But we agreed that all that counts is how we feel about each other, not others. Besides, I could probably count the number of people who don't want us together on one hand. So c'mon, give Cherry a smile.”

I do as she says and give her one of my Applejack smiles. “Thanks, CJ. You know how to make this Apple feel good about herself.”

“Oh?” Cherry gives me that sly look I usually see after Celestia sets her sun. I may have been raised on a farm, but I know what's she talking about and I'm sure y'all as well.

As if it were on cue of sorts, the speaker blares, “The train to Ponyville will be arriving shortly. Make sure you have your tickets ready.” I check my pockets to make sure my ticket back home is still there and of course, it still is. I usually wouldn't worry about such a thing, but being as this is a big day, it could be, to say the least, a big shame if I lost my ticket.

Ah yes, there's the train. We pick up our bags and head to the closest car we can find. As the conductor takes our tickets, he suddenly realizes who he taking tickets from. “Oh, Mrs. Jubilee,” he says, “it's nice to see you again. There should be seats at the front for you and your lovely wife. I hope you enjoy the trip.”

“Might nice of you,” Cherry replies, “but I think we'll pass on that fancy stuff for now...unless of course, the missus would like to take the gentleman up on his offer.”

“Ah, no, thanks,” I reply and we board at what looks like the third train from the front. We find seats, load our luggage, and take our seats.

As we take our seats, we hear the engineer speak over the speaker. “Attention passengers, this train will be traveling non-stop to Ponyville. The estimated travel time will be approximately five hours, so there will be food and beverages available during the ride. Thank you for choosing Ponyville Express and we hope you enjoy your trip.” Since I have nothing better to do, I relax in my seat and think back on everything that's happened from that fateful day at the rodeo to where I am now.

Chapter 2: When AJ Met CJ

Chapter 2—When AJ Met CJ

I swear this train ride is one of the smoothest I've been on and I've been on many. I take a peek out the window and see the rolling plains of Dodge Junction ready to give way to the edge of the Everfree Forest. Even after all this time, I still can't help but wonder how Zecora manages to find her way around that place without getting lost. Speaking of Zecora, I wonder if she's going to be at the party?

“Hon,” Cherry says, “I'm going to the bar for a drink. You want anything?”

“Water will be fine.”

Cherry lets out a giggle indicating she isn't surprised that I asked for water. Y'see, I'm not much of a fan of, ahem, adult drinks. That does remind me of when the rumor of our Apple Family Cider containing alcohol spread around Ponyville. Of course, the family stopped that rumor in record time although we never found out who started that rumor. Not to mention, and I'm kinda not proud of it, that I'm not one to hold my alcohol, but that's another story for another time.

“Okay then, one water and one cherry lemonade.” Cherry heads off for the bar while I lean back and reflect on how all this came to pass—the rodeo, the failure, meeting the woman who I would ultimately become my wife, everything. Where would be the best place to start?

I guess I could begin when I was going through my training regimen for the Equestria Rodeo. It was one of the last days remaining before the competition and I was going through my last time through the hurdles and hay throwing. As I was training, I remember Applebloom watching me. My little sister wanted to watch and who was I to tell her no? I even let her wear my hat was I worked out.

“Applejack,” I remember her saying, “you're sure to knock everyone's hat off at the Equestria Rodeo competition!” I have to admit those simple words made me feel even more confident that I was then that I would win the competition, as I was the three-time champion at the time.

However, my modesty stood in my way. “Aw shucks, I sure hope so,” I answered.

I don't remember the exact words, but Applebloom reminded me I had more blue ribbons than anyone in Ponyville and that she couldn't wait until I came back as the Rodeo champion of Equestria. I have to admit that those words brought a blush to my face. I'm glad to no one else was around to see it.

The next day, there was a spectacle for me at Town Hall, which was such a wreck that looking back, I'm surprised it wasn't immediately torn down—then again, it just about was. And before you ask, yes, I am aware it was Derpy who was responsible. To be honest, I'm glad she did for if not, I may not be where I am today.

I can still hear the chanting as clear as if it happened yesterday: “Applejack! Applejack! Applejack!” It was such an honor to have this that it was obvious I was more determined that ever to win the prize money to fix the hall. And I obviously can't forget the speech Mayor Mare gave for me that day. Now it's been a few years since that day so I don't recall exactly what she said, but from what I remember, it was about my participation in the rodeo.

Looking back, I do think that Mayor Mare, bless her heart, tends to blow things out of proportion in my mind. Everyone at the time knew I went to the competition each year, but I just didn't have the heart to tell that to the mayor. Anyway, I wanted to give back to the town other than selling apples, so I volunteered to give the prize money to help fix the town hall—back then, it needed the money far more than I did. I also remembering thanking the people of Ponyville for supporting me and that I would make them proud. In fact, I just remembered the words I said to the people there:

“I'm not much for speeches. Buuut! This here is the nicest send off anybody could ask for. Y'all have been cheering me on in every rodeo since I was a a little girl. So it seems only fittin' to use my winnings to fix up town hall. I promise to make Ponyville proud.

It all ended with the cheers and applause with everyone that attended that day. Had I known what would happen at that rodeo, I may have been a bit more careful to say those words...

That night was the night before I was to leave for the rodeo and I can't recall a time where I spent more time awake than asleep. It seemed like every hour, I was waking up to toss and turn in my bed to get comfortable when I can usually fall asleep easily. Even though I had competed in these competitions year after year, this was the one time that I didn't get comfortable enough to sleep for the entire night. I wonder if that was some kind of sign that this was going to be different....nah, I don't really believe in that superstitious nonsense.

Despite my not-so-good night's sleep, I got up at my usual time—just before dawn—but instead of getting ready to do my chores, but to pack up and get ready to catch the train to the rodeo. The Equestrian Rodeo lasts a week, but to me, it feels like only a few days. Y'all could say that the rodeo is kinda like the Equestrian Games for us farmhands. In fact, if my memory recalls correctly, for this particular year, the winners would be allowed to compete for the Games. However, I didn't know about any of this until I got to the Rodeo so I couldn't tell anyone about that. I don't think I need to say it raised my already high levels of enticement and nervousness to levels that wouldn't be seen until the day I walked the altar.

Y'all probably know this, but in case you forgot, that morning was the morning I was to leave for the rodeo. As expected, my family and friends were there to see me off. Granny Smith told me to show them other riders what “a real rodeo rider is like.” To this day, I still get a laugh at that comment. Pinkie Pie, being the hyperactive girl she is, said to have fun and not be nervous and something about eating taffy. You know Pinkie, she tends to ramble so fast that nobody can recall everything she says. Twilight kept it simple and told me to do my best—not much as I can say about that. That was about when the conductor announced that everyone going to Canterlot needs to get on board, which was my cue to get going. I said my final goodbyes and headed toward Canterlot thinking about how everyone will react to me bringing home the prize money.

Of course, we all know what happened. Y'all know as well as I do that we all have our days that we call “one of those days”, right? Well, unfortunately for me, I had several in a row and those days were the days of the rodeo. In case you forgot, I'll just say that I didn't get a ribbon better than second place. Of course, that meant I had no prize money for Town Hall. I remember that as everyone was heading to their homes, I slowly walked to no place in particular, hanging my head in utter shame. What was I supposed to do? I had a bunch of ribbons to show for it and not one was a first place. This meant my string of first places was over. There was no way I could go back to Ponyville empty handed. Everyone would be upset at me for not keeping my promise.

As I walked wallowing in my misery, I had a voice call me.

“Excuse me, young lady?”

I turn toward the voice and I saw a woman with big red hair running a booth. From what I saw, she was selling cherries and judging by the bushels her helpers were loading, she didn't sell all her wares.. The woman ran up to me and said something that I did not know would change my life for the better:

“You're Applejack, right? Do you mind if I talk to you?”

Chapter 3: Stranger in a Strange Orchard

Chapter 3—Stranger in a Strange Orchard

Oh, hey there lovelies, Cherry here. I see Applejack has told you about how we first met. I think I'll take over for a while and give my darling AJ a break. If she's going to go where I think she is, I think it'd be best if I talked about this. Apple, dear, is it okay if I take over for a bit?

“Okay, sure,” she replies. “I need to take a bit of a rest. How about that water you were going to get me?”

Oh yeah, the water. I give AJ the water and take my seat next to her. I put my cherry lemonade in the cup holder in front of me and lean back. It's still a while to Ponyville, so we do have time to take in the scenery and reflect back on what happened in our lives.

So Applejack has mentioned her failure on the rodeo....or so she says. To be honest, until that rodeo, I never saw anyone win so many ribbons. I know they weren't 1st place ribbons, but still, she won so many that it would take others years to accumulate. I don't think I need to tell any of you that I was very impressed with her abilities. Of course, that wasn't only thing about her that drew my attention, but I think y'all can guess what those are.

Now why was I there, you ask? I went there to sell my cherries and cherry treats...or at least, I tried to. While I did make quite a few sales, I didn't get as many as I thought. My only guess was that cherries and rodeos don't mix. As my helpers gathered my remaining goods ready to shipped back home, I noticed the woman who unknowingly would become a part of my life. Although she had won those most ribbons, she looked like she didn't win any.

“Excuse me, young lady?”

The lady faced me with a look of sheer rejection on her face. If I didn't know better, I could have sworn she lost someone dear to her. Despite this, I had to admit she was quite the sight to these eyes in many ways. Even though I had cherries to pack, I ran up to her to get her attention.

“You're Applejack, right? Do you mind if I talk to you?”

The look I recall seeing on her face was a face that seemed to say, “don't talk to me.” But as I found out, it was a ruse. Applejack, clearly in the arms of disappointment, said, “Sure, why not? Ain't got much else to do.”

At this point, I was very concerned. Sure, this gal was a complete stranger, but from what I saw from her tone of voice and body language, I felt that I should help somehow. To be honest with y'all, all I really wanted to do was give her a hug, but since we didn't know one another, I thought better.

“Why so glum, dear? Look at all them medals you won,” I said to start the conversation.

Apple let out a sigh as if said medal didn't really matter. “I know, but none of them are 1st place medals. I promised them I would win it all and get the prize money.”

“Promised who?”

“Everyone back home. I said I would use the money to help fix City Hall, but I got nothing. I don't know what to do.”

“I see. Oh, where are my manners? I'm Cherry Jubilee. I own the Cherry Hill Ranch in Dodge Junction. If there's anything that has cherries in it, chances are I'm the gal behind it. If you don't mind my asking, where are you from?”

“I came here from Ponyville. Say, how did you know my name's Applejack?”

“Well, I did take some time to watch the rodeo and your name was announced.”

At this point, it was obvious AJ realized the obvious and I swear to this day that I saw a blush form on her face. “Uh, yeah, right....” But it didn't take too long for her to come back to her senses, “Look Miss Jubilee, it's been nice to talking to you , but I gotta figure out how I'm gonna get that money.”

It was at that time that I had the idea that, unknown to either of us then, that would start us on our path toward a life together. “I have an idea,” I said to her, “I noticed you have quick hands and a strong back. I could always use someone like that at the orchard. What do you say? You could get the money you need to fix that city hall.”

Applejack took her finger and tapped it on her lips obviously deep in thought. “Well, I do need that money. And a change of scenery would be nice, too. Okay, Miss Jubilee, you got a deal.” AJ put out her hand, but I couldn't hold back my hugging urges. “Uh, not that I mind, but is this how Dodge Junction people greet someone they met for only five minutes?”

“Oh, oops, sorry 'bout that.” I let her go, straightened my outfit, and got back my composure. “I apologize for that. I guess I got a bit too excited. Anyway, you got any family or friends you should need to tell?”

“I can't, not until I get that money.”

I admit I was rather puzzled at that statement. How could anyone walk away from their family and friends, even if it is for money? I'm sure there was a reason, but I wouldn't know that for some time. “Well, you did say you needed the money and I guess I could understand that.”

“Miss Jubilee, we're ready to go,” one of the help shouted in our direction. I recall motioning for Applejack to come with me so we could get back to the orchard. “Listen everyone, this here is Applejack, the big ribbon winner.” My crew erupted in a slew of hellos, howdys, and other such greetings. “She's going to be helping us in the orchard for a while. When we get back , let's make sure we all give her a warm Dodge Junction welcome.”

As I watched the guys get board the train, I faced Applejack and told her, “Since you're the new girl, you get to sit with me in the lead car.” As we approached the car, I swear to this day that I could see AJ gawking from the corner of my eye. As you can imagine, she denies this. The driver opened the door and we got in and got seated in our seats. As the train departed from Canterlot, I was personally glad to be leaving. There are too many uppity people there for my taste. I know that if it weren't for me being the top cherry provider, they would turn their noses at me. From what AJ has told me, the princesses would treat me like a human being if we met. It would be quite some time before I found that to be true since the Rodeo would be the last time I would be in Canterlot until my big day years later.

After a several hour train ride, we arrived back at Dodge Junction with our newest employee. I instructed the guys to get the cherries back into storage and throw out any bad cherries they find. When they went off, I took Applejack on a tour of the orchard. “As you can see, we have a lot of cherry trees around here. Right now, we gottta get the rest of the cherries ready for the year's last harvest and market.” I turned around and saw that AJ looked like she was impressed by what she saw. “You like what you see here, dear?”

“Actually,” she replied, “I do. It does remind me much of home. I help run an apple farm with my family. If I'm thinking right, it'll be just like back home, only with cherries.”

“Well then,” I replied, “I shouldn't have to take too much time...training you.” Yeah, you could say there was a double entendre, but at the time, AJ didn't catch on. I think it was that she was too busy taking a look around the orchard. In any case, I took her to the middle of the orchard. “See all those baskets around? Your job will be to harvest the cherries from these tress and get them into those baskets so we can get them ready for market. Normally you would have other people helping, but with many of them leaving for their homes for one reason or another, I'm afraid you're the only one I've got who can harvest this area. I do apologize profusely for this.”

“Nah, no biggie,” Applejack replied. “I've harvested this many apple trees by myself. How hard could this be?”

I will admit I was rather shocked by her reaction. Most people would have been disappointed or tried to make some flimsy excuse to leave. But still, I couldn't leave the new girl to do a job alone. I thought of the only thing I could at the time. “Tell ya what, I would usually go to my office for paperwork, but since we're in short supply for manpower, I'm gonna help you out—show you the ropes as it were. But before that, let me show you where you'll be sleeping.”

Applejack picked up her bags and we went toward the worker's quarters. Along the way, I pointed out the mess hall. “This is where we all gather for meals. Of course, you will get breaks for lunch and dinner at the end of the day. Just so people don't think I'm all uppity and that, I often will eat along with you all just so we can be one big family. Now here's where you'll be sleeping.” The worker's quarters is your basic sleeping grounds. They have beds—nice ones, not those with rotten stands and broken mattresses—along with drawers and every basic need for people to lay their heads at the end of a day of cherry picking. “Ah, here we are, room 3. This will be your room.” I open the door and show AJ to where she'll be sleeping until such time she decides to leave. “Why don't you get comfortable here for now? I'll come by in the morning to show you what you'll be doing. Good night, sugar....erp!” I quickly cover my mouth in shock. I couldn't believe I just called someone who I only met for a day “sugar”. I felt the heat build in my face and I knew I was as red as my cherries. “I'm so sorry, “I stammered, “I didn't mean to say that. I'm so very sorry.”

Applejack surprised me once more by smiling and waving it off. “No big deal, Miss Jubilee. I started calling my closest friends 'sugarcube' when I first met them. It really ain't that big of a deal.”

“Oh, uh, alright, “I reply, “but I still gotta be careful. I gotta to be a professional, that's all. Anyway, sleep tight and I'll see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight, Miss Jubilee.” As I closed the door, I swear I could hear AJ sniffle. Maybe it was because she couldn't go home and missed her family and friends...at least, that's what I thought at the time. I now know she truly missed everyone she loved back in Ponyville. Little did I know that it would not be the first time I would go through this, but I'll save that for another time.

Chapter 4--Apple on Cherry

Chapter 4—Apple on Cherry

Whoa, what was that? Why did the train jerk around and suddenly stop? As I take a look out the window, I can see another set of rails. I've traveled long enough to know that this should the rail that leads to Appleoosa. As I deduce our location, I hear the conductor over the intercom:

“Attention passengers, I regret to inform you that we have experienced some mechanical difficulty. We have contacted Appleoosa and they are sending help as fast as they can. We will keep you informed on our situation as it develops.”

“Oh great,” Apple and I say in unison. This means our trip is going to be delayed for some time—hopefully not for too long. We don't have much time off for this. I think it's safe to say we both hope this is quick. In the meantime, I see Applejack get out of her seat and head for the phone in the back. It doesn't take a genius to know why. I get out of my seat and follow my wife as she dials Ponyville.

“Hey Rarity, it's AJ. Listen, our train just broke down and I don't know how long it'll be. Yeah, I know Pinkie decorated the town, just tell her we're gonna be a bit late. Oh, while I have you, how has everyone been? Wait, you're saying you and Fluttershy....? That's great! I'm glad to hear it. We can talk 'bout that when me and Cherry arrive, ok? Right now, just tell everyone we'll be late. Okay, thanks Rarity, bye.”

“Well, hon,” AJ says to me, “Rarity says she'll let everyone know we're going to be late. Hope we can get going again in time for the party.” As I watch Applejack head back to her seat, I start to think what we would do if we didn't make it in time. Would we stay anyway or would we just turn around go back home? Oh well, there's no point in worrying about any of this. As my momma and papa told me, worrying doesn't solve anything, only makes things worse. With that in mind, I go back to my seat and notice Applejack had started reading. Well, I guess that's really all you could do while waiting to get moving again. Meanwhile, I guess I can pick up where I left off.

Now as you may have figured out by now, I don't stay at the ranch. I live in a plantation just on the outskirts of town. Just so you all know, it's been in my family for quite a few years now. Sure, I have some helping hands to assist here and there, but at the time Applejack, arrived, I was living alone. On that night, I arrived home, said my goodbye to the help, and went to bed earlier than my usual time—us old ladies need our beauty sleep, after all. But on that night, it seemed the house felt even more empty than usual. It was like there was a void in my life that only at that moment felt like it could be filled at long last. As I laid in my bed, I had one thought going my head:

Why am I thinking about Applejack?

Of course, I thought that it was because she was the new girl and wondering how (or if) she would fit in with everyone. Would she get along fine? Would she keep her distance? I usually didn't have the issues to keep me occupied, but with AJ, that's all I thought. Although I did admit she was one of the finer ladies I've laid eyes on, I refused to think it was nothing more than a potential friend. The thought of her being more than that was quickly dismissed. After all, there were more important things to concern myself with, like training the new girl. But as I would learn later, this wouldn't be the first time I would have these thoughts. After what seemed like an eternity, I fell asleep to prepare for the next day.

That next morning started with me hearing the usual sounds, my alarm clock buzzing and one of the help knock and say, “Miss Jubilee?”

“I'm awake,” I answered. When I rolled out of bed, I tend to take a quick look in my mirror to see how frazzled my hair is. Did you think that styling my hair the way I do is easy? Well, depending on how I slept, can take up to....well, let's just say it takes a while. Not only that, I also do the obvious morning rituals—showering, having breakfast, styling my hair and so on. After I performed my usual duties, on this day, I decided to forgo my usual carriage ride for a nice walk to the orchard. I do remember the sun beating down that beautiful day. It was one of the nicer days I recall in all my years. I really did want my walk to last longer, but alas, I had a job to do and a new girl to train.

I got to the ranch at my usual time, about an hour before the crew was to start their usual duties. They usually gather in the mess hall, so I made a beeline there. Sure enough, I saw what was left of the usual guys and gals, the ones who didn't leave for whatever reason. In particular, I looked for a certain blond haired girl and it occurred to me that I never told her to meet in the hall before the start of the day.

“Excuse me everyone,” I quickly shouted, “I have to go get the new girl. Be right back.” As I walked out the door, I hear the mumblings of people asking what I was talking about. I had to ignore that to get Applejack. I will admit that I was worried that she was wandering around the orchard wondering what was going on or worse. But when I got to her quarters and knocked on her door, I breathed the biggest sigh of relief I ever breathed up to then.

“Applejack,” I said, “it's me, Cherry. May I come in?”

“Sure thing. I was just doing my morning stretches. Don't worry, I'm decent.”

To say that my mind didn't drift toward imagining Applejack in that way would be a lie. I readily acknowledge that I did think of her in that way and felt a blush creeping up on my face. In fact, I recall being so embarrassed that I never noticed AJ opening the door and looking at me like I had a third eye or something.

“Uh, Miss Jubilee, you alright? “

My mind popped back to reality upon those words. I couldn't believe I would think those thoughts over someone I had only met for a few days. “Oh, yeah,” I said with a bit of a stammer, “Uh, I wanted to let you know that, uh, we tend to meet in the mess hall about an hour before start time. That's when I let everyone know what's going on and let them go about their day. C'mon, let's get going so you can meet everyone.” As we walked towards the hall, I let her in on the other policies on the ranch. “Oh, breaks are at 10 and 2 and lunch is at high noon. As I said before, I'll be helping you out for the start so you can get the hang of this. So Applejack, you think you're ready?”

“Yeah, I'm ready. I think I'm gonna like it here. It reminds me of home.”

I was going to ask her about her home, but I figured there would be another time for that. For the time being, I had to get her introduced and on the job. Despite my interest in AJ's life, there was the remainder of the cherry crop to be picked and harvested.

After what seemed like hours, we got to the mess hall and as everyone's attention turned to me, I started my daily pre-harvest speech:

“Everyone, this is Applejack. She's new here and will be helping out with the rest of the harvest. As she's new here, I'll be helping her so if anyone needs me, that's where I'll be. As you all know, the cherry harvest season is almost over. Soon, you all will be going back to your homes doing whatever you like to do. I don't know if I'll be able to say it, so I'll say it now. I appreciate everyone of you for helping me out during this time and thank you for all your help. That's really all I have to say, so let's get to work.”

I waited for the workers to get to their work then escorted Applejack to where we'll be working. As it turned out, it was the southern field where, due to many of the workers leaving, I had no choice but to leave it unattended. To this day, I am thankful of this decision, not just because it allowed me to actually sell my wares beyond cherry season, but it was the place where a certain event happened that paved the way to a life I never thought would happen.

“Your job is simple, just get the cherries off these trees and get them into the baskets. You can find the baskets in the storage shed, which I'll show you in a bit. After the baskets are full, take them to the edge of the road where they'll be picked up and sent to the mill for harvest. After that, we'll head to the mill and I'll show you how to process the cherries for shipment. Follow me and I'll show you the storage shed.” As we walked for the shed, I couldn't help but feel a burning sensation on my face as if someone had put a flame near it. It didn't help that Applejack took notice of it and asked me, “Miss Jubilee, you're blushing again. You sure you're okay? I'm sure I can do it myself. Heck, I do this to apples back home.”

I know it sounds weird for a lady of my age, but I will admit that it felt nice having AJ next to me. But as I said before, I couldn't think of her that way for many reasons. My brain would say no, but my heart said something else entirely differently. But we all know what ultimately won out in the end.

Snapping back to my senses, I tell her that I'm okay and proceed with getting the baskets. We got the baskets and lay them at the base of the nearest cherry tree. I remember about to demonstrate to Applejack how we get the cherries off the trees by either shaking them, which I started to do, or by getting what we call a “whacking stick”. AJ, however, decided to use that moment to show me how she get the apples off her trees back on her farm.

After delivering a hard punch to the tree, not only every cherry fall, but so did the rest of the tree—well okay, the tree didn't fall, but it did bend. Both of us stared in awe at the sight; AJ from what happened and me from realizing I'd likely have to uproot the tree.

“Uhm, Applejack,” I ask while still looking at the bent cherry tree, “what did you just do?”

“Uh, sorry,” AJ replied. “I thought I could hit them like the apple tress back home. I didn't think this would happen.”

“Well, now you know cherry trees aren't as strong as apple trees. Now let's get these cherries into the baskets.” As we started to pick the cherries on the ground up, that's when the moment happened. It played out just like you'd see in a comic book or a cartoon. Applejack stepped on some cherries and slipped. She stumbled toward me and before I knew it, she had run into me and we fell to the ground with her on top of me. To this day, I still can see AJ's face turning the brightest shade of red I hadn't seen before or since, not even with my cherries.

This also was the time that my heart won out. While I could feel my face turning red as well, I had enough to give her a smile back. “Why sugar, I had no idea,” I reply to a still startled Applejack.

“No, wait, you see..” I didn't give her the time to finish as my instinct kicked in and gave her a peck on the nose. If there's one thing I remember from that is seeing her eyes widen farther then I've saw to that point. “While I don't mind, I really do need you to get off me.”

I had to every ounce of willpower not to laugh at the way Applejack staggered to get up and away from me. When I get up, I could feel the squished cherries on my back and knew I would have to give my outfit a wash when this was over. From the corner of my eye, I could ass AJ touching her nose as if it had disappeared from her face and then re-appeared. I knew that she was gonna ask why I did that, but I thought to wait until I could come up with an answer.

“Attention passengers, we are happy to announce that the help from Appleloosa has arrived and we should resuming within the hour. We apologize for the inconvenience and we will inform you when we get moving again.”

Well then, we should be moving along shortly. I'm going to try to get some rest and let Applejack pick it up here.

Author's Note

To my few readers,

It has been a while since the last chapter, hasn't it? Anyway, here is Chapter 4. As for future chapters, I'll do what I can when I have time. As I said before, I'll write this when time permits.

Chapter 5: Adjustments

Chapter 5—Adjustments

Oh, hey there, sugarcubes, it's Applejack again. It looks I'll be taking over again since Cherry has decided to get some rest. I'll be honest with y'all, she didn't sleep all that well last night so she deserves this. I'll let her sleep for the rest of the trip back. Speaking of which, it looks like the train will be going again shortly so we should get to Ponyville within time.

I see CJ told you about my arrival in Dodge Junction and about that cherry incident. I was really hoping she wouldn't tell you about it, but I guess that did have a say in what would happen later. So now you're wondering what would happen later, I assume. Well, that's a story in itself, but I think it would be appropriate if I told you about how adjusted to life in a place I never knew existed until I got there.

I don't think I need to tell any of you that it felt weird being in a strange place for more than a couple of days. But I knew I had to tough it out until I got the money needed to fix Town Hall back home. Being the person I am, I had to show a face of toughness when I was around others, but when I was alone, I have to admit that I was a bit scared to be away from home for such a time. I often wondered how the chores would be done and if Applebloom and Big McIntosh alone would be enough. But I had to keep my promise and not come back until I got that money.

Now I know y'all were told about how Cherry and I met and how I accepted her offer to work for her, so I won't repeat that. But I can tell you about my side of the time when Cherry kissed my nose. She said she did it to get me off her and I took it at that, but I had a feeling that there was something she wasn't telling me. Before that moment, I thought I was noticing her looking at me in a way that would say “more than a friend”. I shrugged it off since I had better things to worrying about, but I did admit to myself that Cherry was easy on the eyes. I also admit that while I have looked at Rarity and Fluttershy with wandering eyes, but Cherry was something different and not just because she was older. There was something about her figure and her manners, but that's for another time.

I'm sorry, I seem to be prattling on. I do seem to do that from time to time. What else could I talk about? To be simple, life at Cherry's ranch was almost being back home. I made some friends with some of the workers before they left for their homes. In the meantime, I kept myself busy by tending to the cherry trees not only to get them ready for market, but also to not think of those medals that sat in my quarters. In fact, it got to the point that I would often forget to take my breaks. Cherry would always arrive and let me know to take my breaks. She would even grab my hand and practically drag me to the mess hall. As she has said before, she would sit with me and we wold talk about our lives. It was during those discussions that I really got to know Cherry and starting to feel something else about her. But as you've all guessed, I didn't want to listen to that part of me. And ad you've also guessed, that part of me would eventually win out.

There was one conversation that I do recall with one of the last people to be at the ranch before the off-season. I guess this would be a discussion that would get me on the path to where I am today.

It took place about a month or two after I arrived. This was one of the few times that I remembered to take my break. I remember having cherry fritters for lunch and until that time, I thought fritters only came in apple. To be honest, they were really good. Anyway, this guy comes up to me and starts the conversation. I remember him being quite lean and tall with white wings that would have made Rainbow Dash envious.

“Hey, you're Applejack, right? Mind if I sit with ya?”

“No, I don't mind, go ahead.” I swear that as soon as he sat, I felt the bench lift up a couple of inches. Of course, that could have just been me being tired from the harvesting.

“Nice to meet you, Applejack. I'm Lean, Lean Biceps. May I ask where you're from?”

“I'm from Ponyville.”

“Ponyville? I've heard of the place. Is it really as quiet as I hear it is?”

“Well, it depends on what you mean by 'quiet'. So where are you from?”

“Cloudsdale, but I moved to Phillydephia a few years back. Say, you haven't happen to run into my cousin Bulk, have ya? He's still in Cloudsdale, but he tells me he comes to Ponyville on occasion.”

“Uh, no, can't say I have.”

“I guess not. You would have definitely known if you did. Let's just say he's....different. I love him and all, but sometimes, I can't believe we're related.”

I couldn’t' help but let out a chuckle when I heard that. I sometimes think that about my siblings and wonder if I was adopted.

“Hey, are you the Applejack, as in the Applejack that brought back Princess Luna with others?”

“Uh, yeah, I'm that Applejack,” I reply back to him. At this point, I began to see a look of his face that looks like he saw a big name celebrity. Now I've never considered myself anyone like that. I've always seen myself as a simple farm girl and nothing more. Lean did ask for my autograph, but I politely turned him down. After that, there was some discussion about him heading back home as that day was his last. Also, it turned out after he departs, I will be the only worker left. I told him I would have gone back home, but I need to get some money first. Lean was a bit confused, but he appeared to understand. But after a time, he brought up something that got my attention....or rather, someone.

“So tell me, what do you think of Miss Jubilee?”

I admit I was quite shocked when Lean asked me that. “Uhm,” I managed to stutter, “well, she is rather nice. I mean, she did take me in and helped me to fit in here.”

Lean let out a small chuckle at this point. “That is true from what I hear. What I meant is how you feel about her? I've seen you two together a lot lately.”

“No, no, not like that. As I said, I've never been here before and she's only showing me around. I swear nothing's going on.”

“Well then, I guess I was letting my mind run away from me. I meant no harm, I was only trying to lighten the mood. But you gotta admit she's a looker.” It was then that the hall door opened and in came that familiar mass of red hair. “Uhm, I really need to get going or I'll be late for my train. Nice meeting you, Applejack. Maybe we meet again.” Lean got up and as he walked out, he gave Cherry a quick nod. Now that I think of it, I wonder where Lean is and how he's doing.

So where was I? Oh yeah, Cherry coming up and sitting next to me. I didn't know it the time, but this would set into motion the events that would cause our lives to intertwine.

“Hiya, AJ. Well, I've got some news for you.”

“What is it? Oh, these cherry fritters are delicious. Its' been a while since I've liked anything that didn't have apples in it.”

“Thanks. I make sure only the best of my cherries are used in them. But anyway, as you know, you're the only worker left. Now I would usually send you home at this point...”

“But I don't have the money yet. I can't possibly...”

“That's why I'm asking you to come with me in my home. It will certainly be better than living alone in the orchard. And don't you worry, I can find things for you to do to get your bits. You'll have that money in no time...but...”

“But what?” I noticed a look of sadness in her face. I thought it was maybe me imagining things, but it was fairly obvious. I started to think Lean was on to something. Perhaps CJ saw me as something more than a friend. But like the first time around, I pushed it off as something else. Perhaps if I didn't do so...

“I would be a mite lonely. But I've done this dance before, so..”

“With all due respect Miss Jubilee, please don't play that act. I've seen my little sister do that and it wasn't funny. I'll come live with you. I'm sure it'll be like home again.”

Cherry let out a chuckle and offered an apology for her actions. “I'm really sorry for that. A lady my age shouldn't be acting like some little girl who wants attention. Now let's finish lunch and then get your stuff packed.”

There's not really much to say after this. I got my stuff and moved to Cherry's home. Let me tell y'all, that house is a big home. It felt like I stepped into the past. It had about everything you read about in western books—large rooms, pictures everywhere, and there were even(for lack of a better term) servants. I honestly didn't know why CJ needed these people. The only guess I had was that this house was so big that she needed the extra help. I got introduced to the help and made it clear that I didn't wish to be helped—I'm just not used to be waited upon. Even today, they let me do my own things. But the other thing is when I got to see my new sleeping area. I swear to y'all that this room could fit the kitchen from the farm and still have room to walk. I couldn't believe that this is a place where guests normally stay. If guests stay here, I could only wonder what her room was like—a wonder that would be answered in due time.

Long story short, after this move, my duties was essentially to assist Cherry with selling her cherries across Equestria. I have to say; I got to see sights that I thought I would never get to see—Baltimare, Las Pegasus, and even places I thought never existed. Oh, in case you were wondering, we never visited the Crystal Empire 'cause simply put, nobody knew it even existed. You have to remember that this all happened before we all found out about it.

The highlight to this was when we stayed in Las Pegasus. We were invited to a party that had a lot of Cherry's friends up top. Something very special happened there that began our time together. But I don't think I can talk about it well. Maybe I'll wake Cherry up and tell the tale. She can tell it far better then me.

Author's Note

Here's another chapter, but I feel I rushed this one a bit. What do you think?
I have no idea how many chapters this will have nor how long this will take. But I hope you keep watching and comment if necessary.

Chapter 6: What Happens in Las Pegasus...

Author's Note

I feel that I have to mention that although there's nothing graphic, I do have some dialogue of a rather, er, mature nature. In order to cover my flank, I will say that reader discretion is advised. With that, plase enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 6: What Happens in Las Pegasus...

Chapter 6—What Happens in Las Pegasus...

Oh, hello again...*yawn*...it's Cherry again. Yeah, I know AJ told y'all about her time adjusting to Dodge Junction life. She just asked me to explain our time in Las Pegasus since, according to her, I can explain it better. I'll be nice and tell it from my view. Oh, and in case you're wondering, I really don't mind being woken up to talk about it. It's not really anything to ashamed of now and besides, if it didn't happen, we wouldn't be where we are today.

I guess I should start with what we were doing going around Equestria. While Applejack was right in saying it was to sell my cherries, but there was more to it. See, I didn't get to where I am by staying in place. I often have to travel to not only to sell my wares, but to make new clients. That way, I have more outlets to work with. Without them, I would have a boatload of cherries and nowhere to take them. You can imagine what could happen what that many cherries go rotten, not to mention the process involved in the cleanup and removal of them.

Of course, I couldn't really do this alone. AJ was the only person left outside of my help to assist me with my cherries. But I saw it not only to make new business, but to bring Apple and me closer together and believe me, that did happen. All this traveling made us feel like we've known one another for years although it had only been maybe two or three months at most—I've since lost track of time. I don't know about Applejack, but I felt I could tell her anything, including something I was keeping secret since we first met. It was when we got to Las Pegasus that all it came to a head.

There was a meeting of all of the top people in my line of work there—I think the word “convention” would probably be more appropriate. Oddly enough, no member of the Apples were there or, for that matter, have they ever been there. I asked Applejack about it and she said she didn't even know about this and would ask when she got back home. Anyway, all of us bigwigs were going to have a huge party to finish the meeting and not wanting to pass up the chance to meet new people and clients, I agreed to go. Of course, I couldn't go alone so I asked AJ to go as my date--”technically speaking” was what I told her to make her feel comfortable. Boy, you should have seen her when asked. She looked like she didn't know whether to run away or go with it. I assured her it wasn't in “that way” and that this was not anything fancy so nothing formal would be required. She sighed in relief and mentioned something about a friend who makes dresses, someone I wouldn't know about until later. However, I did mention that while this wasn't a formal occasion, we would have to dress somewhat respectably. I had to hold back a chuckle when AJ went back to her “you have to be kidding” look. In the end, I went with a red business suit while AJ with what I'll describe as a high-end country gal look. That's the best way I can describe it; you'll had to have been there to see it.

We had a couple of hours before the party, so we decided to hit the town for a bit. Along the way, I do remember having this guy making passes at us thinking we were those kind of girls or something. The only other thing I remember is seeing AJ landing one punch and the guy hitting the pavement. At that moment, my feelings for her went way up, although I didn't let it known at the time. Instead, I gave her a hug and decided to go back to the room to rest before the party.

While we were waiting, I recall spending quite a bit of time sitting in a chair thinking about what I going to say and how to say it. I know you won't believe me, but some of it was about the potential clients as well as Applejack. I've been through stuff like this before, but at the time, I couldn't understand why I so nervous about this. I didn't know it, but AJ clearly saw this and was understandably concerned. I was so buried in my thoughts that I only heard the sound of footsteps approaching me, but I knew what was going to happen.

“Miss Jubilee...”

I may have been lost in thought, but I still had enough sense to answer. “I've told you hon, you can call me Cherry.”

“Oh, sorry, keep forgetting,” AJ replied back letting out a small chuckle. “Anyway, I was wondering if you were alright. You look like you were going to cry.”

I knew I was feeling lost, but did I really look that sad? Apple keeps saying that I did, but I'm not sure if I believe that. “Oh uh, I'm fine, just have a lot on my mind. Don't you worry, I'll be just fine. Anyway, what time is it?”

I remember Applejack giving me a confused look. It was obvious that she wasn't sure if she could believe me. Fortunately for me, a certain time would save me from going further. “Oh, uh, okay then, it is time for the shindig. We should get going, I guess.”

We were fortunate to have a hotel that was within walking distance from the party and no, we didn't run into any more seedy people on the way there—maybe we were just at the wrong part of the city or something. Anyway, when we arrived at the party, we had to show passes we got and were directed to the shindig. As for what the party was like, I'm not going to bore y'all with all the details, so I'll just say that it was like those high-end, upper crust parties that you may have seen in movies. At times, I would see that Applejack was clearly uncomfortable there and wondering if I should have brought her. Despite all the noise, I did hear that she wished it were a rodeo so she could have fun. To be honest, I did too and if it weren't for the new clients I would meet there, I probably wouldn't have gone either. At one point, I noticed that she gone. As you can imagine, I was very worried that she had left and worriedly asked if anyone had seen her. It was the hired DJ—Neon Lights, I believe his name was—that told me he had seen AJ go to the balcony. I thanked him and went to see what was wrong. I didn't realize at the time that this would start something that would last to this very day.

When I got to the balcony, I saw AJ leaning on the wall and although her back was facing me, I could tell she was looking at the stars that weren't drowned out by the city lights. I wanted nothing more than to reach around and hold her, but my more rational side won out and I simply went next to her and stared at the same stars.

“Hey, AJ,” I started the conversation with. “I was worried about you. I knew you weren't enjoying yourself here and all, but, well...”

“Oh, hey,” Applejack replied back. “Yeah, this ain't my thing, y'know. I wasn't going to leave without you, so I came out here to clear my head.”

“Oh? Is it those medals again? I've told you before, you gotta let it go. If what you said about your family and friends is true, I don't think they'll care about that. And if it's about the money, I know you're here until you get enough.”

“It's not that. The truth is I'm starting to miss them all. I haven't been home in months and I know everyone there is probably concerned about me. It wouldn't surprise me if some of them set out to find me.”

“But you never told them where you are. It would take them some time to find you, you know that. Is that what's bothering you?”

“Yeah, I guess. I mean, I know I promised them I'd get the money for them, but...”

“You want to go home, but you can't until you fulfill your promise. I've known that since I first met you. To be honest, I was sorta hoping you'd stay with me, but I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part.”

It was at this time that I felt it was the right time to let my secret out. I knew Applejack would be leaving at any time, so I felt that if I didn't say it now, I never would. “If you don't mind my changing the subject, I'd like to ask you something.”

“Uhm,” AJ was clearly puzzled, but played along, “sure, I guess. What'd you want to ask?”

I took a deep breath and took the proverbial leap of faith. “What do you think of me?”

Obviously, Apple wasn't expecting me to ask that, but being the girl she is, she went along with it. “Oh, well, I, uh....I think you're a nice lady. You took me in without question and made the cherry orchard a home away from home. You helped me when nobody else would and...”

“No, no, no, dear. What I meant was...” I started getting major jitters like I was some young lady with her first crush. I'm well aware that it's not some way for a lady like me to act. With that, I swallowed my pride and finished my sentence. “...How do you feel about me?”

I had to hold back a chuckle when I saw Applejack's face turn as red as one of her apples...or one of my red cherries. I think I had known the answer, but I let her speak. “Uh...uhm...well...I admit you are easy on the eyes and I have wondered how you could look the way you do. And I have to say that I have been thinking about you a lot more than a friend lately. I guess I could say I like you.”

“You could? It sounds like you have some feelings for me.” The sight of AJ's face turning even redder confirmed it. “I'll take your blush as a yes.”

I let out a chuckle of delight and continued on. “AJ, I need to tell you a secret. I wanted to tell you this, but I wasn't sure how you would take it. I was afraid you distance yourself from me and..”

To my surprise, AJ took my hand and gave me a smile. “You don't have to worry about that, Miss Jubi...er, Cherry. There ain't anything that would make me hate you, nuthin'. Now tell me what's on your mind.”

I had a feeling AJ already knew, but I told her anyway. “Well, okay. Well, the truth is.....”

I felt myself starting to shake and I think Apple knew since I felt her hold my hand tighter. Despite this, I couldn't help but hang my head and reveal what I've been hiding.

“....I'm gay.”

“Huh?”

I looked into AJ's eyes while trying to fight back tears at this point. “I said I'm gay. I'm interested in women, and yes, in that way. In fact, I was interested in you the moment I saw you at the Rodeo. When I saw you moping about, I knew I had to help you in some way. I'm really glad I got to meet you and helped you in the way I could. In fact, along the way, I ended up getting a crush on you, but I was afraid to tell you.”

“Why would you be afraid to tell me anything, sugarcube? I've told you before you can tell me anything. Since we're being honest with one another, I'll let you in on a secret. I don't consider myself gay, but I will say that I think you're mighty fine. In fact....I wouldn't mind if we went further than friends.”

I recall my eyes widening and my mouth dropping at the first sound of that. I couldn't believe we had mutual feelings for each other. But there was one other issue. “Sugar, you have no idea I happy I am to hear that. But you do know that I'm quite a bit older than you. Unless my math is off, I'm about twice your age. Are you sure you'd be comfortable with that?”

“Sugarcube, I don't care about that and I don't care if anyone else thinks otherwise.” Applejack brought me in a hug that was like none other at the time. To me, the hug was one that lovers share. I don't think I have to tell you that I went into it and felt all my fear melt away. But it wasn't done yet. AJ had a secret of her own. “Since we're telling secrets, I'll tell you mine. Even though I've had a few dates, I've never had a kiss before. Well, not unless you count the ones I got as a little girl from my mom and granny.”

I looked into AJ's eyes with utter surprise. “Sugar, you have to be kidding me. You seriously never been kissed in your life?” Apple shook her head to show me she meant it. Admist my confusion, I thought of the prefect way to start our relationship. “Y'know, having said that, I would consider it an honor to give you your first real kiss. Will you give me that honor?”

“Yes, you may have the honor.” It was all Applejack said and all she needed to say. Since I had her permission, I leaned in close to her ear and whispered into her ear.

“Just relax, sugar. You'll like this.” I slowly set my lips on hers and partook of what would be the first of many passionate kisses we would share. And before you ask, no, I did not put my tongue in her mouth. I didn't want to go too fast—it was our first kiss, after all. To my surprise, what seemed like several minutes into our kiss, I felt AJ's arms wrap around the back of my head. I clearly remember my eyes opening up so wide that I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. It was that moment that I let my desires take over.

“Apple honey,” I whispered into her ear in a seductive tone, “How 'bout we ditch this party and continue this in our room?” With that lustful look I've seen quite a few times in my life, Applejack simply nodded. I grabbed her hand and, without saying any goodbyes, we went back to our room as fast as we could.

It only felt like seconds before we got to our room. By then, we were so consumed by our desires that we didn't bother to wait until we got to the bed before we started taking off our clothes. When we finally got to the bed, we were both as naked as the days we were born. AJ had laid on her back with me getting on top. Before we got to the main attraction, I remember whispering into her ear after another kiss, “Tonight, you become a woman. You ready?”

“Yes,” AJ replied, her voice heavy into her lust. “I want to be a woman.”

Now that I think about it, I never asked Applejack about that night and whether or not she had held her desires in check so such a long time. Oh well, anyway, I moved down on her and....well, I'll just let y'all use your imaginations on what happened next.

But I will tell you I was on my back with AJ laying next to me in the morning. That night was the best time of my life. Oh sure, we've had, as AJ would say, several “rolls in the hay” since then, but that first time is the one I remember best. I was running my hand through her hair when she woke up and admitted that although it was her first, it was the best. “That was....amazing,” she told me. “But...well....”

“I didn't taste like cherries?” Another blush on Apple's face told me the answer. “Well, to be fair, you didn't taste like apples.” That was met with a playful smack on the arm.

“So, is it always this good?” Apple asked me in her serious voice. There was only one answer to that question, the only correct answer:

“If it's with someone you love, it will always be this good.”

That would be last words said for seemingly hours until the glow wore off and we realized that our train back to Dodge Junction was that afternoon—I'm glad I picked then to leave. I don't have to tell you about us showering, dressing, and going to the train, do you?

“Attention passengers, we will be arriving in Ponyville in less than an hour. We apologize for the inconvenience and hope you have enjoyed the ride.”

Oh, we're almost there. Anyway, as you could imagine, we had started our relationship then and it wasn't long before the people found out about it and not all of it was pretty. This is hard, but I think we call tell you all about it---or as much as we feel comfortable about.

Chapter 7: Actions Have Consequences (Part 1)

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