Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

Now that the official business was out of the way, it was time to prepare for dinner.  Goldrennette sniffed with his nose turned up when he noticed Twilight helping the other mares in the kitchen, but Twilight was not really in the mood to correct him again, so she just sighed and rolled her eyes without bothering to look at him directly.  He glanced into the kitchen a few times as if he were making his objections known, or somehow trying to provoke a response from one of them.

Twilight was going to be glad to see him go.

When she had a moment, she went to the living room to see what the others were up to.  She noticed that Granny Smith was chatting up Ananrennette while Pink Lady made sure that they had plenty of apple tea to keep their whistles wet.  While the two of them spoke, Twilight noticed that the demure noble mare was attempting to knit a scarf, and the project didn't seem to be going all that well for her.  She was trying fairly hard to weave a rainbow scarf from linen thread, and none of the rows of color appeared to be even close to be even.

Then she noticed that Big Macintosh was sitting in the big chair, and that Jifar was sitting crosswise in his lap lavishing him with all sorts of love and affection.  Even mostly covered, he was never unhappy to have her motherly bosom all but sticking in his face.  But still they weren't doing anything they couldn't be doing in from of a colt or filly, so she was grateful that she had no need to try to get between the two of them.

She then returned to the kitchen to return to preparing dinner.  Apple Bloom smiled softly as she was preparing the dinner salad all by herself.  With her expanded magical powers, she was able to perform several processes in the kitchen at the same time.  She could tell how impressed Apple Bloom was every time she caught sight of her in the corner of one of her eyes.

"Shall I believe my nose," asked Twilight as she glanced at the lit wood-fired oven, "that a pie is in baking throes?"

"Oh yeah," she replied, "I think I saw Pink Lady put a pie in there a while ago."

"Well my nose dose say," she noted, "a pecan date pie on the way?"

"I dunno, Twilight," she replied, "I didn't notice."

"Well things go along so great," she said, "that dinner shall not be late."

The two continued to work quietly until Pink Lady came in, walked over to the oven, and opened it just enough to check up upon the pie.  She then left again without comment.

A little while later, Jifar came in and hugged Twilight from the back, her motherly bosom mashed against her wings and back with great enthusiasm.

"I've left you in the kitchen all alone," she said, "A crime for which I must atone."

"While I stand here quite steady," she replied, "I'm sure he misses you already."

"I surely love my husband so true," she gushed, "there is as much love for my goddess too."

"Yer not gonna do nothin mushy, are ya?" asked Apple Bloom awkwardly.

But while Jifar leaned closer to nibble at the side of Twilight's throat, she replied, "We shall be as discrete as can be.  Nothing awkward shall you see."

"It's startin ta get a bit warm in here already."

"Then I shall sure stop.  My caress I shall drop," said Jifar as she released Twilight and backed up.

"Sorry," she said as she looked down.

"You shall learn not to apologize," said Jifar, "when you see true love in another's eyes."

Apple Bloom wondered if Twilight blushed just a bit and looked away as Jifar took up a station to assist with the preparation for dinner.  She laughed nervously as she said, "Well, I reckon I'll find out for myself one day."

"It strikes me rather obviously," said Twilight as she glanced over her shoulder, "that true love you shall one day see."

She continued to laugh somewhat nervously.

A short while later, Pink Lady returned, bowed to the older mares, and said, "Master Berlepsch has instructed me to make myself useful by assisting with the preparation of dinner."

"One day I surely wish to know," sighed Twilight, "why he pushes you about so."

"It's alright, marelady," she replied softly, "Please don't worry yourself about it.  But as his servant, I am obligated to obey his every wish and command."

"Well I shall see the looks upon his face," smirked Twilight, "when I sit food in every place."

Pink Lady just looked down for a moment nervously.

"Apple Bloom?" she asked, "Leave the room.  The thing that I ask of you: tell them to go to the living room.  Tell them dinner is on the way.  Set them in their seats to stay."

Apple Bloom nodded as she scooted from the kitchen.

Twilight noticed that Pink Lady was preparing plates apparently for Goldrennette and Ananarennette.

"I can surely serve them all," said Twilight, "saying as much as I recall."

"Oh no," she said quickly, "he would be most upset if I didn't serve him and his marelady personally."

"If it's part of her duties related," said Jifar, "then let her do it without being debated."

Twilight nodded as they gave everypony a few moments to get out to the table and settle down to eat.  In the meantime, she prepared the plates of all the others with an almost effortless use of her magic.  She let Pink Lady move in first before she followed with the rest of the plates floating around her.