Chapters Twilight awoke the next morning to the smell of Daisy Pancakes. Sure enough, Twilight clopped to the kitchen to see Spike cooking her favorite breakfast.
It was still early. In fact, the sun was just beginning to rise. As soon as Twilight realized that time was running out to talk to Big Mac, she sped her gait up to a canter, and made a mad dash for Sweet Apple Acres. The mare stopped at the gate, seeking out a particular stallion. One with a red coat and a green apple half cutie mark on his flank. Immediately, she had seen the stallion. She galloped to him, ready to talk an actual conversation with him.
Twilight had managed to read some romance novels before meeting Big Mac. This unicorn… is ready. Twilight thought excitedly. She checked to make sure Spike was asleep (which he was.), Then silently slipped out the window, the mare thinking that walking out the front door would awaken Spike. Determined to hurry over without arousing any ponies, she simply walked, but with a purpose, across Ponyville to Sweet Apple Acres… and to the Cutie Mark Crusader’s clubhouse.
*On land during that time...*
Spike had seen Twilight and Big Macintosh enter the clubhouse, and was currently hearing Twilight moan out in a mixture of feelings Spike had never heard. Something is going on in there! But what?? Spike thought hopelessly. He stayed the whole time so far. Seeing Twilight and Big Mac kiss, hearing them whisper indiscernible things to each other, followed by the two enter the clubhouse, and now hearing more whispering and moaning.
*Back in the clubhouse…*
Big Mac had stopped licking Twilights lower areas, but had replaced it with his own apex, a thing protruding from it, which was now within Twilight. Twilight was now bound up, forcing her haunches fully separated.
Twilight woke up the next morning, the previous events replaying in her head. As soon as she was awake, she silently tiptoed over to check on Spike, who wasn’t there.
Twilight burst onto the soil of Sweet Apple Acres, looking for Big Mac, who was waiting by the barn.
Big Mac had accompanied Twilight to her home at dusk after getting assistance from his secret lover. They still were sharing that secret smile they had.
My loving Twilight:
As Twilight Sparkle trotted over to the library, she bumped into Big Macintosh, paper scattered everywhere.
*some time later….*
Spike was sorting out the last of the books when he heard the door open, and then slam shut. Spike grabbed the nearest thing he could find… a frying pan. He shakily stepped towards the front door. Suddenly he had seen a familiar purple unicorn. It was Twilight!!!
*In Twilight’s bedroom minutes later*
Twilight stared out her bedroom window, lost in her thoughts about the days unfolding.
