Chapters "Hey, Twi," Applejack said, breaking the silence. The two of them were in Twilight Sparkle's bedroom; Twilight stood in front of a large vanity mirror, applying makeup, while Applejack brushed her golden locks in front of the mirror in the master bathroom. It was Saturday night, or girls' night out, as Pinkie Pie and Rarity liked to call it. The two of them were preparing to meet the rest of the girls at the Gilded Bridle, a local nightclub. "Ah've been thinking," the blonde woman continued. "That we should start telling our friends and family about us."
Twilight gulped, audibly. The two of them had been dating for about two months, now, and had yet to (willingly) announce their relationship to anyone. "I-I'm not sure, Applejack," Twilight stuttered. "I think plenty of people already know about the two of us."
"Really?" Applejack deadpanned, crossing her arms over her chest. "Who knows?"
"Spike knows," the librarian responded.
"That's because he walked in on us bumpin' uglies. Who else knows?"
"Winona," Twilight answered.
"Twi," Applejack said, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Winona's a dog."
"She's still a person..." Twilight muttered. "I'm still just nervous about the whole thing. I mean, what if everyone thinks we make a great couple, and then things don't work out between the two of us, we go back to being friends, and then everyone's let down by us breaking up?"
"Look, Twilight," Applejack said, putting her hands on the smaller woman's shoulders. "Ah'm more confident than Rainbow Dash is at an opportunity to show off that this will work out, and Ah know that everyone will be fine with us being together."
"I-I know, Applejack. I'm just nervous. This is my first relationship, and I want things to go perfectly." Twilight said, hesitantly.
"Ah know, Twi," Applejack said, drawing Twilight in for a hug. "Besides, Ah ain't sayin' we have to tell everyone tonight. Just soon," Applejackfinished, kissing Twilight on the cheek.
"Now come on," Applejack said, giving Twilight a playful slap on the behind. "We're gonna be late."
...
"Sorry we're late," Twilight said, as her and Applejack joined the rest of their friends at a table at the Guilded Bridle. The other four girls were already seated around a table, enjoying their first round of drinks (or in Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash's and case, second), and were chatting about their days.
"Oh, it's no problem at all, dears," Rarity responded, sipping her martini. "We already went ahead and ordered drinks for you," she continued, handing a beer to Applejack, and a glass of scotch to Twilight.
"Thanks, Rares," Applejack said, taking the beer. "So, what's going on?"
"We're trying to see how many drinks it takes for Fluttershy to hit on someone," Pinkie said, downing her beer. "I'm going to need another," she said, motioning to the bartender.
"And?" Twilight asked, sipping her scotch.
"No good," Dash said, following Pinkie's example, and finishing her drink. "She's drinking responsibly."
"I don't want to hit on anyone..." Fluttershy muttered into her daiquiri.
"Well, we do have all night," Applejack said, sipping her drink.
"Ooh! How about we play a drinking game to speed things along?" Pinkie Pie blurted.
"Really?" Rarity inquired. "A drinking game? Isn't that a little... crude?"
"I think it sounds like fun!" Rainbow Dash shouted. "But which one?"
"Well, whatever game it is," Rarity said, setting her glass down." "I will not be joining. At least one of us should be a responsible adult and able to drive at the end of the night." She then turned to Twilight. "What about you, dear? Certainly you will not be joining them in their juvenile escapades."
"I don't know, Rarity," Twilight replied, setting her now empty glass down on the table. "I've never played a drinking game before. I think it could be fun."
"Awesome! We got a newbie!" Dash said, grinning at Twilight. "I know just the game to play."
"Oh, yeah?" Applejack said, raising an eyebrow. "What would that be?"
"Quarters," Rainbow Dash said, slamming a coin onto the table.
...
Fifteen minutes later, the game was in full swing. Fluttershy was, surprisingly, very good at the game. Rainbow Dash missed about half of her shots, most likely do to becoming increasingly inebriated as the game went on. Pinkie and Applejack were doing fairly well, making their shots more often than they missed. Twilight however...
"Oooooh, damn!" Twilight slurred, missing, yet again. "Looksh like I need another drink," she said motioning at the bartender, who was beginning to look worried. As soon as the shot of bourbon arrived, Twilight slammed it back, sighing, contentedly.
"Er, Twilight?" Rainbow said, poking her friend's side. "I-I think you've had enough."
"Yes, dear, I think it's about time we got you home," Rarity said, clearing away the empty shot glasses.
"Here," Applejack said, rising from the table. "Ah'll take her home. It's been fun, y'all." She gently lifted Twilight from her seat. "C'mon, Twi. Time to get you home."
"Applejack, wait," Twilight said. She then drew the taller girl into a passionate, sloppy kiss. The taste of alcohol burned Applejack's mouth. The sound of Rarity and Rainbow Dash's camera phones snapping pictures were the only sound heard around the table.
"I am so writing about this, later," Rainbow whispered.
"Girlsh," Twilight slurred, limply hanging off of Applejack's shoulder. "Apples and I are dating. We've been together for two months. And she loves it when I lick her feet, which I plan on doing a lot of tonight," she announced, drawing her girlfriend in for another kiss. Applejack was blushing redder than her whole orchard. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go throw up," she said, turning, and then stumbling into the men's restroom.
The rest of the girls turned to look at Applejack. "Well?" Rarity exclaimed. "Is it true?"
"Yeah," Applejack said. "Ah wanted to tell you sooner, but Twilight was real nervous about it, so we waited. Didn't think it would take her getting drunk for y'all to find out."
"What about the thing about licking your feet?" Rainbow Dash asked.
Applejack glared at her. "Ah ain't even gonna dignify that with an answer."
"Excuse me," the girls turned to see Thunderlane approaching, Twilight passed out in his arms, and vomit on his shirt. "Does this belong to you?"
Author's Note
I used Quarters as the drinking game, because it's the only one I really know, because I didn't go to any parties with alcohol when I was in high school. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go rethink my life.
The early morning sun poured in through Applejack's bedroom window, as the blonde woman snuggled close to her girlfriend. The rays of light fell upon Twilight's face, stirring her from her sleep. "Mornin'," Applejack said, pecking Twilight on her forehead. "How're ya feelin' sugarcube? Not to rough, Ah hope. Ya did have quite a bit to drink."
"Ugh, my head is absolutely killing me! Why did you let me drink so much?" Twilight replied, rubbing her eyes. "I didn't do anything too stupid, right? I remember telling the girls about us, then not much else. Please, tell me I didn't drunk text the mayor, again."
Applejack chuckled. "Well, ya do owe Thunderlane a new shirt, but other than that, you passed out for a bit, regained consciousness, begged me to let you sleep over, and, well, Ah think you can figure out the rest."
Twilight groaned in response. "I'll be over at his house to apologize, later," She glanced at the clock on Applejack's nightstand. "Surprised you're still in bed. Thought you'd be out working already."
"It's Sunday," the blonde woman replied. "There ain't no work to be done today. And Apple Bloom shouldn't be waking me up for breakfast until about seven thirty, so we have a bit more time."
"Um, AJ," Twilight said pointing at Applejack's alarm clock. "It's seven thirty-three." Both women stared at the clock, incredulously. Suddenly, the door burst open.
"Applejack!" Apple Bloom yelled. "Wake up! Granny Smith made bre-" The young girl stopped talking as she took in the sight of her sister lying in bed, naked, with another woman. All three turned a dark shade of scarlet. The silence reverberated around the room, everyone too shocked and embarrassed to speak.
Big Macintosh's heavy footsteps could be heard climbing the stairs. "Apple Bloom! Applejack!" He called. "What's taking y'all so long?" He asked, coming into the doorway. When he saw what exactly was taking them so long, he blushed, furiously. "C-c'mon, Apple Bloom. Let's give Applejack and Miss Twilight some privacy so they can get dressed." He said, breaking the silence, and escorting his youngest sister out of the room.
When her siblings were gone, AJ looked at Twilight. "Ah guess it's too late for you to climb out the window, huh?"
"Yeah," the other woman replied. "Well, I guess we should probably figure out where my underwear went last night."
...
After several minutes of searching for their clothes and getting dressed (Twilight couldn't find her shirt, so she borrowed one of Applejack's, which was much too big) the two young women made their way downstairs to the Apple family kitchen. Big Mac and Apple Bloom were already seated around the table, not looking at each other, and still blushing brightly. Granny Smith was at the stove, humming a nameless tune to herself as she flipped pancakes. As the floor boards creaked, announcing Applejack and Twilight's arrival into the kitchen, Granny Smith turned and grinned at them.
"Well, good morning," the old woman greeted the pair as they took their seats around the table. "Ah heard you got some action, last night, Applejack," she continued, putting the last pancake onto the large plate, and carrying it to the table. Applejack groaned in response. Granny Smith laughed. "Now, now, Ah'm only teasin', sugarcube."
The Apple family matriarch turned her attention to Twilight. "So this is the young lady you spent the night with?" Twilight nodded, sheepishly. "Well, she's very pretty," the old woman continued. "Ah, personally, would've gone with your fancy friend who makes them pretty dresses, or maybe that one with the rainbow hair; she'd probably be a lot of fun in the sack! But, you have always been into them brainy types."
"Ah can't believe Ah'm having this conversation with my granny," Applejack muttered. Twilight could only sympathetically rub her girlfriend's back.
"What Ah want to know is," Mac said. "Is how this all got started. How long has this been goin' on?"
"Well," Twilight said, "It's been a few months-"
"A few months!" Apple Bloom interrupted. "Why didn't ya say anythin'?"
"We just weren't ready to make it public, yet," Applejack replied.
"Ya coulda told me!" Apple Bloom exclaimed. "Ah can keep a secret. No one woulda known. Ah'm your sister! We tell each other everythin'!"
"You'll understand, someday, Apple Bloom," Applejack said, ruffling her little sister's hair. "We've only started tellin' people last night."
"As for how it started," Twilight continued. "Applejack was helping me reorganize the library, and I fell off of one of the ladders, and hurt myself a little bit."
"A little bit!?" Applejack laughed. "Y'all were cryin' and limpin'. You thought that you had shattered your ankle."
"They didn't need to know that, dear," Twilight said, curtly. "As I was saying, I thought that I had injured my ankle, and was having difficulty walking. So, Applejack, being the wonderful friend that she is, offered to take me to the hospital. As she was carrying me out to her truck, I couldn't help but notice how strong, yet gentle, Applejack's arms were. They were very comforting in my hour of need."
"Didn't even make it out the door before she had her tongue down my throat," Applejack stated.
"Once again," Twilight grumbled. "They didn't need to know that. Anyway, we get to the hospital, I get some x-rays done, find out everything's fine, and then we head back to my place to figure out what had happened earlier, and, well..."
"We swapped spit some more," Applejack stated, bluntly.
"Have you no tact!?" Twilight yelled at her girlfriend. The purple haired girl calmed herself. "And that leads us to where we are, now."
"That's wonderful, girls," Granny Smith said. "So good to see my grandbabies growin' up. Now, eat up, breakfast's gettin' cold."
The rest of breakfast continued in relative silence, the only noises being the scrapping of silverware on plates.
"Thank you for breakfast, Granny Smith; it was delicious," Twilight said, rising from the table. "I really must get to the library. Spike is probably worried sick."
"Here," Applejack said, standing with her girlfriend. "Ah'll give ya a ride," she said, walking her girlfriend out to the door.
"I better see y'all 'round here more often!" Granny Smith called after them, as the door shut behind the young women. She then turned to her grandson. "When are you going to have someone over for breakfast?"
Author's Note
This took much longer than it should have. I really need to stop procrastinating.
"Okay, so we've told our friends that we're dating, as well as your family," Twilight said, lifting a little of her salad to her mouth. She and her girlfriend were eating lunch at one of Ponyville's more popular cafés. It had been a little over a week since Applejack's family had found the two in bed together. Since then, Granny Smith had insisted that Twilight come over for dinner no less than five times, and when Granny Smith insisted on something, even the most stubborn of people found it difficult to say "no" to her.
"That's right," Applejack replied through a mouthful of her sandwich. She swallowed before continuing. "So, now we just need to tell your family."
"Yeah," Twilight said, putting down her fork. "To be honest, I don't know when we could realistically do it before Hearth's Warming; they all have busy schedules, and I think this is something they would much rather hear in person, rather than through a letter."
"Ya could try inviting them out, see if any of them can come down," Applejack said, taking another bite of her lunch. "Besides, Ah don't think any of them have been down to Ponyville. I'm sure they would love to visit."
"Yeah, I guess that would work. I'll email my parents and brother tonight, see if they can come down soon."
...
Two weeks later, Twilight and Spike stood on the platform at the Ponyville train station. Twilight's mother and her sister in law were going to be arriving today. "It's one forty-six," Twilight said. "They're late."
"Will you relax, Twilight?" Spike asked. "It's only a minute. I'm sure they're fine."
"But what if they're not?" Twilight panicked. "Their train was supposed to arrive at one forty-five, and it is now one forty-seven! What if their ride was cancelled, and this station wasn't alerted? What if the train broke down? What if it derailed?! What if they just decided not to come?!" Twilight was beginning to hyperventilate, locks of her hair coming out of place. She had worked so hard to organize this, and her plans were all for naught!
"Are you sure you're okay, Twi?" Spike asked. "If you're freaking out this much, maybe you should reschedule this for a time when Applejack isn't too busy with the farm to talk to your parents with you."
"No, Spike," Twilight replied, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. "I really should get this over with, now. I'm just a little... overanxious." She deeply inhaled and exhaled, once again. "Okay, I should be better... for now."
"Good," Spike stated. "Because their train just arrived." Sure enough, a large train puffing large plumes of thick, grey smoke coming from the direction of Canterlot was mere moments away from pulling into the station. When the doors opened to the cars opened, the occupants all bustled their way through the crowd, searching for family, friends, and colleagues. As the crowd finally began to disperse, two women made their exist, and made their way over to Twilight and Spike.
"Twily! Spike!" The two exclaimed, drawing their beloved family members into a hug. "Oh, it's been far too long," Twilight Velvet said, holding her children in a tight embrace. "Just look at you, Spike! You've gotten so tall since I last saw you!"
"It hasn't even been six months..." Spike grumbled, but his remark was either unheard or ignored.
"Oh, it's so good to see you!" Cadence said. "We have so much to discuss. But first, I think we could all do with some lunch."
"I'll catch up with you guys, later," Spike said. "I'm going to meet up with some friends. Apparently, Sweetie Belle found something really weird under her sister's bed," and with that, he was off, leaving the women on the platform to discuss things that an eleven year old boy doesn't care about.
...
"So, sweetie," Velvet said, after placing her order with the waiter. The three women were seated at one of Ponyville's nicer outdoor cafés, which was located right next to the market. "Have you found a man, yet?"
Twilight nearly choked on her lemonade. She hadn't even been in town ten minutes, and she was already asking this question. But, how would she answer? Should she just come outright and say "no, mom, I'm actually dating a sexy, blonde farmgirl, with rock hard abs and an amazing ass"? 'Great," Twilight thought. 'Now I'm thinking about Applejack's amazing ass.'
"Er," Twilight began. "No. No, I do not have a boyfriend." She quickly took another sip of her lemonade. 'Smooth, Twilight," she thought. 'You could have told the truth, but instead you just tell half of it.'
"We simply must do something about this!" Cadence exclaimed. "You deserve to have someone special to spend time with. I can't bare to think that my little sister spends every night, alone."
"Yes," Velvet chimed in. "Tell us, are there any guys that you have your eye on?" Twilight, not wanting to answer the question, looked away to avoid making eye contact with her mother. Unfortunately, her eyes fell on Big Macintosh, running his family's stand.
'Oh, no!' Twilight thought. 'Please, don't look where I'm looking. Please, for the love of all that is good in this world, do not look in the direction that I am currently looking in!' Unfortunately, her prayers fell upon deaf ears, and both her mother and Cadence turned to look at Big Mac.
"Oh, my!" Cadence gasped.
"Well, well," Twilight Velevet purred. "He certainly is something. If your father and I weren't happily married, I would love to take a bite out of something big and juicy of his, and I'm not talking about those delicious looking apples of his." She let out a girlish giggle. "Or, am I?"
"Mom!" Twilight Sparkle screamed.
"Relax, sweet heart, I'm only joking," the older Twilight replied. "Except I'm not," she whispered.
"You simply must ask him out!" Cadence said, excitedly.
"I-I couldn't p-p-possibly ask out Big M-Macinstosh," Twilight stammered.
"Of course you can!" Velvet declared. "Come, I'll be your wing mom," she said, grabbing her daughter by the hand, and dragging her over to the sexy hunk of a man, before she could protest.
"Hello~!" Velvet sang, as she approached Macintosh. "Have you met my very beautiful, very smart, and very single daughter, Twilight?" She asked, practically shoving her daughter into the very confused apple farmer.
'You are a terrible wing mom,' Twilight thought. She just stood there, staring at Big Macintosh, blushing. "I..." she trailed off. "I, uh," she continued. "Ihavetogotothebathroom!" she shouted, before running of to the café's restroom, and locking it. She turned on the sink, splashing some water on her face. Her cell phone buzzed, signaling that she ad received a text message. It was from Applejack.
"So, your ma tried to set you up with my brother?"
Author's Note
I don't have midnight oil, I have four o'clock in the morning oil.
On a side note, what did Sweetie Belle find under her sister's bed?
"For the last time, Macintosh really isn't right for me!" Twilight argued, as she, her mom, and Cadence walked around the market. All throughout lunch, Velvet and Cadence hadn't stopped talking about how happy Big Mac could probably make her and how cute their kids would be ("Your brains and his muscles would make the perfect children!"). And, of course, how hot he was.
"Are you sure, honey?" Twilight Velvet inquired. "Have you even given him a chance? I really think you should. You know, when I first met your father, I insisted to my friends that it would never work out between us, and how we were far too different to have a serious relationship, and now we have been happily married for twenty-seven amazing years, and have three wonderful children."
"Yeah, Twilight," Cadence chimed in. "I think you should at least go on one date with him. He could always surprise you."
"Please, just drop it," Twilight pleaded. "I already know things wouldn't work out between us, I just know it. Besides, I heard he was interested in some athlete he met when she came to town for a marathon, a few months ago, and he's going to ask her out next time she's in Ponyville."
"Oh, really?" Cadence smirked. "And just why do you know so much about his love life? Do you have a bad case of unrequited love, Twily?"
"No, he's just my gir-best friend's brother, and she tells me everything," Twilight replied. 'Why didn't I just tell them the truth?' Twilight asked herself. 'This could be all over in five seconds, yet I keep putting it off. If only they walked on me in bed with AJ instead of her family!'
"Fine, fine, we'll stop pestering you about sexy apple farmers," Velevet said, oblivious to the irony of her statement. "But don't think you're off the hook about guys. We'll keep teasing you about this for the rest of our trip, and pointing out the hotties."
"Like him!" Cadence gasped, pointing at Thunderlane, who was chatting with Rainbow Dash. "Just look at that mohawk! He's such a sexy rebel!"
"Oh, no..." Twilight muttered.
"What's the matter, dear?" her mother inquired. "What's wrong with him? Is he your ex?"
"No!" Twilight snapped. "Nothing like that! It's just... we had sort of an... awkward moment a few weeks ago. He probably doesn't want to talk to me."
"Details, Twily," said Cadence.
"Well..." Twilight began. "The girls and I were having a night out, and I had too much to drink, and I kind of..."
"Yes?" Cadence and Velvet asked, together, leaning toward Twilight.
"I kinda threw up on him, a little. A lot, actually."
"Oh, dear..." Velvet said, blushing. "That is certainly a way to leave an impression."
"I've already apologized to him," Twilight continued. "But, I still think it's a bit weird between us."
"Well, let's go fix that!" Cadence announced, marching towards Thunderlane, dragging her sister in law behind her, ignoring the poor girl's pleas not to.
"Hello!" Cadence loudly greeted, before noticing Rainbow Dash. "And hello to you, Rainbow. How are you doing?"
"I've been great!" Rainbow Dash beamed. "I take it Twi's showing you and Twilight Senior around town."
"Of course she is. We really regret not coming here sooner; it's such a lovely place," Cadence replied. She turned to Thunderlane, "Anyway, Twilight here was telling me all about you, handsome. She said something about an accident that occurred between the two of you a few weeks ago."
"Look," Thunderlane said. "I know you're just using that as an excuse to get the two of us to talk to each other, and maybe hook up, and I'm just going to stop you right there. Twilight's a cute girl, very sweet, too, and we've already discussed what happened, and I've already forgiven her. She was drunk, shit happens. Besides, I just got out of a relationship, and I'm not just going to rush into another one."
Cadence's face fell. "You... You won't even go on one date with her?" Thunderlane shook his head, shrugging apologetically. "Oh, damn. Well, it was worth a shot."
Rainbow Dash snorted with laughter. "Oh, this is golden! I take it that you and Twilight's mom have been trying to set her up since you got here?" Cadence nodded in response. "Ha! Oh, man! Twi, you really should-"
"Dash, may I have a word with you?" Twilight interrupted. Rainbow merely shrugged, before following Twilight away from Cadence.
"What's up?" Rainbow asked.
Twilight bit her lip, nervously. "I... I haven't quite worked up the courage to tell them about my relationship with Applejack."
Rainbow Dash crossed her arms. "Why not?"
"It's just..." Twilight paused. "I've never had a serious relationship before this. You know how much of a wreck I used to be. I never really went on dates when I was in school, except for the one my parents set up with one of their friends' sons, and even then I mostly ignored him, and only made polite conversation, and never went on a second date with him, so I never really introduced my parents to a someone I was romantically involved with. I've never even had to bring it up, before, and I guess I really don't know how to tell them."
"Look," Dash said, placing her hands on Twilight's shoulders. "I know they aren't going to judge you for dating a chick, and I'm positive they'll love Applejack. I mean, Cadence already loves her, so you don't have to worry about that. Why don't you try telling them the way you told me and the rest of the girls?"
"Dash," Twilight said, frowning. "I was plastered when I told you guys. I'm not telling my family that I have a girlfriend while I'm out of my mind, drunk."
"Oh, yeah!" Rainbow Dash said, remembering the incident. "That was pretty funny! So, how about telling them the same way you told Applejack's family?"
"Uh, th-they sort of, um..."
"Sort of what?"
"Walked in on us after a night of intimacy..." Twilight flushed.
Rainbow burst into laughter. "Oh my God!" the prismatic haired girl guffawed. "No freaking way! That is priceless!"
"This is serious!" Twilight exclaimed. "I just... I don't think I can tell them without Applejack with me. It would make things much easier. Except, she's busy for at least the next few days, and by then my mom and Cadence could have tried to set me up with half the guys in town, and I can't make up an excuse for all of them!"
"So, you would feel better with AJ by your side," Rainbow said, rubbing her chin, thoughtfully. "I have a plan! You just keep doing what you're doing with them for the rest of the day. Trust me, this plan is bulletproof."
"You better be right, Dash," Twilight said, turning, and walking back towards her sister in law. "Sorry about that, Cadence. Rainbow and I needed to have some private girl talk for a minute."
"That's okay, Twily," Cadence replied, smiling. "Come, we shouldn't keep your mom waiting any longer."
The two of the returned to Twilight Velvet. "I'll take the fact that the two of them aren't currently chatting together as a sign that he was a no," the older woman stated, receiving nods in return. "Oh, damn. Guess that means he won't be turning my darling little girl into some punk rock hooligan."
"Yeah, about that," Sparkle cut in. "He isn't like that. He listens to classical music, wears a pink apron while cooking, has a degree in meteorology, and is very over protective of his little brother."
"You're not making this loss any easier by telling me he's good with kids, dear," her mother replied.
"Come on," the younger Twilight replied. "There's still plenty of things to see in Ponyville to distract you from the guys who won't date me."
...
Meanwhile, across town...
"It sucks that Rarity kicked us out of the house," Spike said. Him, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo were all hanging out at the park, bored out of their minds, with nothing else to do.
"Yeah," Sweetie Belle replied, kicking at a patch of dirt. "It's a shame, too. She wouldn't even let me show you guys that thing I found under her bed. Something about it being 'inappropriate', and 'not something you talk about with your friends', and 'you're too young for that sort of thing' and 'you shouldn't have invaded my privacy by rooting around under my bed; it's rude'. Sisters are stupid, sometimes."
"Yeah," sighed Apple Bloom. "Speakin' of sisters, Spike, if ours get married, wouldn't that make us brother and sister?"
"What!?" Spike gasped. "What brought this on? Isn't it too early to be thinking about that? I mean, they've only been dating for a few months, now, and it's not like either of them like rushing into things."
"Well," Apple Bloom continued. "Ah mean they really do seem to be in love. And they haven't had any problems so far. Ah think they'll really go through with it."
Scootaloo interjected. "Hold on a sec, Bloom. Remember Rainbow Dash's last girlfriend?" The other three nodded in unison. "Well, everything between them started out like this, then everything went downhill real fast."
"Well, they weren't friends before they dated, like AJ and Twilight are," Apple Bloom said. "Her and Rainbow only started dating after a drunken hookup at the bar. It's not like that's a good way to start a relationship."
"Yeah," Sweetie chimed in. "And that Lightning Dust lady was a real b-word, anyway."
"Look," said Spike. "I think it's safe to say that there's a decent possibility of Applejack and Twilight getting married. Until then, if it happens, I'm not thinking about it, and I don't think they are, either."
"You're just jealous that your sister has a girlfriend, and you don't," Scootaloo said, smirking.
"Sh-shut up!" Spike retorted, blushing. "It's not like any of you guys have someone!"
"Please!" Scootaloo retorted. "I could get anyone in our class to be my boyfriend or girlfriend. I just don't want to, since most of them probably couldn't handle my awesomeness."
"I dunno," Sweetie Belle said, staring at her feet. "Silver Spoon's kind of cute."
The other three stared at her, incredulously. "What?" they asked in unison.
"What?" Sweetie responded, pretending like she didn't know what she just said.
"Never mind," Spike said. "Let's just go bother Rumble, and see if he has any ideas on what to do."
The rest of the day continued about as Twilight had expected it would. She, her mother, and Cadence all spent the afternoon browsing the various shops, visiting the local landmarks, and even stopped into Sugarcube Corner to get a quick snack (and to say "hi" to Pinkie Pie, of course). Unfortunately, Twilight Velvet and Cadence continued trying to set Twilight up with every guy in Ponyville.
Thankfully, all of the "elligible bachelors" had their own excuses for not accepting the offer to date Twilight, saving her the trouble of making her own. Pokey Pierce was gay, Noteworthy already had a girlfriend, the Doctor was too busy for a relationship, and Caramel... mumbled incoherently before fainting. 'Poor guy,' Twilight thought as his friends worked to revive him. 'I hope someday he can work out his fear of women.'
"I can't believe none of the men in this town want to date my baby girl!" exclaimed Velvet, as they walked up the front steps of Twilight's home. "You're cute, you're smart, you're a national hero, and you're practically royalty! What is it that men just don't like about you?"
"Maybe, she's already dated all the guys in town," Cadence suggested, laughing. "Is that it, Twilight? You're the town heartbreaker?"
"It's nothing like that!" Twilight rebutted, blushing. "Everyone in town is pretty busy with work, and they probably all know that I'm exceptionally busy, and don't have the time for a relationship, between running the library, working with the princesses, and spending time with my friends." Twilight reached into her pocket, pulling out her house key, and unlocking the door. "I really don't get why the two of you are so hellbent on getting me a date. I'm fine, for now. I've got everything I need in life, at the moment."
"We just want to to be happy, Twily," Velvet said. "We don't want you to be forty years old, and the closest thing to kids you have are a dozen cats. Do you really want to end up like your uncle Dusk?"
The three women walked inside, and were greeted by the smell of cooking. "Is Spike home?" Cadence asked. "I thought he was going to be with his friends for a few more hours."
"There ya are, Twilight!" Applejack greeted, poking her head out from the kitchen. She walked over to her girlfriend, embracing her in a hug, and planting a kiss on her cheek. "Supper should be just about ready."
"A-Applejack!" Twilight spluttered, blushing. "W-what are you doing here? I thought you were going to be busy at the farm all day?"
"Ah was," the tall, blonde woman replied. "Then Rainbow Dash came by, and said yer ma and sister would love it if I stopped by and made y'all dinner, and got to know them a bit better. She even offered to take over the rest of the farm work, if you can believe that."
"Twilight," Velvet spoke up. "Why is your friend making us dinner? Why does she want to get to know me better? Why did she kiss you?"
Applejack turned to Twilight, a confused expression plastered on her face. "Ya haven't told 'em, yet?"
"I've been trying to think of the best way to tell them all day," Twilight replied, looking down at her feet. She turned to her mom and Cadence. "You've both already met Applejack. The two of us have been dating for a couple of months, now."
"You could have just told us when we kept trying to set you up with all the guys in town," Cadence laughed. "In fact, wasn't that her brother the first one we tried? And here I was just about to suggest that we try hooking you up with some girls, tomorrow, but it appears you've already found one."
"She seems like a good match for you, dear," Velvet said, smiling. "Guess you won't end up like your uncle, after all."
"Well, now I guess just about everyone knows, now," Twilight said, turning to her mother and sister in law. "You two will tell dad and Shining, right?" Both nodded in reply. "Good," the librarian responded. "It feels so much better having everyone know."
The stove timer went off in the kitchen. "Supper's ready," Applejack said. "C'mon, let's go set the table. Would either of you happen to have embarrassing stories about Twilight when she was younger?" she asked, earning a playful slap on the arm.
And so they ate a pleasant dinner, and exchanging embarrassing stories about our dear Twilight, which she vowed to get revenge by getting Applejack's family to spill equally mortifying stories about her. And our adorable couple was finally happy knowing that their families finally knew about their relationship.
Author's Note
To be honest, this last chapter could have been written a bit better, but I just really wanted to get it out because I'm about to leave for boot camp, and it's already been over a year since I started writing this short story.
Expect an epilogue soon, and a sequel whenever. Another one of the Mane 6 gonna get shipped, but with whom?
The following weeks passed without incident. Twilight received a letter from her father congratulating her on her new relationship, and saying that he would love to get to know Applejack a bit better. Applejack received a letter from Shining Armor stating that he would kick her ass if she hurt his baby sister in any way.
This morning found Twilight and Applejack in the kitchen at Sweet Apple Acres, helping Granny Smith make breakfast, as the elder Apple finished telling Twilight some stories about the family. "And that is why Applejack was born in a wheelbarrow by the side of the road."
"Granny," Applejack sighed, placing a plate of bacon on the table. "That was a story that Ah could have gone my whole life without hearin', again, and one Ah wish my girlfriend didn't know."
"Well, I thought it was cute," Twilight said, giving her girlfriend a peck on the cheek. "Besides, my parents and Princess Celestia probably have plenty of embarrassing stories about me they'll be willing to share during lunch, today."
"And Ah'll be sure to ask them for all the details," Applejack replied, smirking. "Well, breakfast is ready. Let's go wake Apple Bloom and Big Mac." The two women walked upstairs and knocked on the door to the blonde's younger sister's room, receiving a muffled response before the young redhead walked out, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
They moved on to Big Mac's room, and knocked. Two different voices could be heard on the other side. "Who the hell does he have in there?" Applejack asked opening the door. What greeted them on the otherside was Mac halfway through pulling up his pants, and Fleetfoot from the Wonderbolts in the process of climbing out the window, wearing only her track jacket and a pair of "Your Average-Sized Horse" underwear.
"You, uh, forgot to lock the door, huh?" Fleetfoot asked.
"Eeyup," Big Macintosh responded.
Everyone was blushing. "Uh," Applejack tried to speak. "B-breakfast is ready, if y'all are hungry," she said, trying to avoid eye contact with her brother or the woman climbing back inside the room.
"We'll, uh, give you two a minute," Twilight said, closing the door. "W-we should go tell Granny Smith to set another place."
"Yeah," Applejack responded, as the two made their way back downstairs.
Author's Note
I'll see you fuckers again in about 8 weeks.
