Apple Buck didn't know when it hit - but it had done so viciously. It made every bit of him awaken the moment he had started realizing it. Especially his...

He blushed as he struggled to get comfortable. It was foreign to him; it wasn't natural, at least in his perspective. It wasn’t right. Invasive, in all regards. The way he dreamed of his friend was something that friends would hardly do. Yet, here he was, struggling with the urge to mount and claim his long female best friend. It wasn’t just in those regards, either. It felt naturally unnatural as well - the long standing need to make her his mare, to hold her in his hooves as she nuzzled him. He would make sure to enjoy it, especially sniffing the wonderful scents of wild berries and lavender that illuminated from her lithe form...

Uh oh. He hid this urge with the bed as Applejack trotted in with a smile plastered on her face, one of knowledge. Yet, he secretly hoped she didn't know. He didn't want anyone to know, especially not his older sister.

"Apple Buck, I didn't expect you to head out so quickly," Her southern accent was comforting as she rubbed his red mane. He sent her a sheepish grin.

"Ah..ha.." He stuttered as he regained composure. "I...have a test tomorrow, a real big one, ya know? Plus, I promised Serene Belle that I'd come with him later to Sugarcube. I think Scootaloo might come later, but he wasn't sure she'd make it." Applejack eyed him carefully as he spoke.

'Please don't question it, please!' He begged Celestia to answer his prayers. Apple Buck didn't know how to explain to his sister, not that explaining was something he wanted to clearly do. Applejack shook her head, a smile transforming into a slight frown before bounding back.

"You know if you have problems, you should come to me straight away, right?" Applejack questioned, looking towards him as she tucked the covers. He nodded immediately.

"Of course I'd ask you!" He responded. He normally would, that wasn't necessarily such a lie.

"..." She paused before sighing as she walked near the door. She turned back to give him a comforting smile. "Goodnight little brother." She clicked the lights off and softly closed the door behind her.

"Thank Celestia..." He whispered, looking up at the ceiling. It stared back at him, not helping in the slightest. He turned away from it, looking out the window to the moon.

When had it begun to become more than typical lust of a boy? Nonetheless, lust for a friend he has known since Diamond Crown's party? It wasn't simply a lust towards her for being nearly a full grown mare. Despite his qualms, he pictured the lust- no, hormone driven rutting he would have given Tremble and Silver Spoon, the former being Serene Belle's marefriend and the latter being his worst enemy. Tremble was gorgeous, it wasn't deniable. The gray coated pegasus was the figure head for the dances, almost coming as queen more times than the ever popular Silver Spoon. It was no surprise that Serene and Diamond were almost always the kings of the dances. Yet, the two gray mares were just pieces of eye candy- almost like a picture in a museum. Pretty in appearance, just for show. Yet, both held vapid personalities.

Hopefully, Apple Buck wouldn't state that about Tremble tomorrow to Serene lest he hear a cry like no other. The feeling wasn't towards her for being his only female best friend, though- it lends to it. She was beautiful in her own regards; her short violet mane grown over the years, curving to her lithe form in the form of a ponytail. Her body grew in proportion to her wings, giving her curves that many desired, though flying still seemed impossible. Her flanks became firmer, her wings an accent to the build she possessed. Yet, her eyes made his heart fly without being a pegasus. They held confidence and pride. They were not self absorbed, but they weren't hiding themselves. Her personality made it clear. Perhaps, he cared for her since the day they met? It seemed fitting.

He could almost imagine her motions in the room. The way she trotted to her loyalty and insecurity. He tossed his hooves up. He denied it the pleasure of telling him he loves her. He yawned. Stubbornness, thankfully was his strong suit. His eyes fluttered closed as the darkness swirled around.

Or, maybe it wasn't a gift.

He awoke in Scootaloo's home, he was sure of it. More specifically, her room. It had Rainbow Dash posters on the walls and other various things. Some being dance posters and others talking about mathematics, gears and parts. He shifted, looking down to feel something beneath his hooves.

"Why am I on her bed?" It smelt of berries. He smiled a bit before a door started to open. His head shot straight up, staring. "I - I'm sorry Scootaloo, I didn't.."

Scootaloo tilted her head, looking at him with a smile. "Why are you apologizing? You're allowed here any time you want. Just make sure Dad isn't home. "

That didn't sound right. Papa Wheelie had known him for years, certainly he wouldn't be upset with him being here now. "Why?" The words were caught in his throat. Scootaloo, however, heard it. She shifted uncomfortably as a blush formed on her cheeks. Her wings pinned uncharacteristically against her sides, trembling.

"B-Because..erm.." Apple Buck couldn't help but find her stuttering adorable as she shifted. He would enjoy knowing her insecurities more often, but for now he simply enjoyed the change. "I-I'm...on my season...uh...my heat cycle.."

The stench just hit him. He tightened his composure. His cheeks heated up with the latest announcement. "Y-You are?"

"That's why.. that's why I wanted you to be here. "She trotted over and sat beside him. Her face nuzzled into his neck as his tail intertwined with hers. It was hard to ignore the smell of the heat. It was intoxicating the closer she got. "I..kinda like you. Uh, like you like you." Apple Buck nuzzled her back as she trembled.

"You..do..?" Words were absent as he tried picturing the notion. She nodded while snuggled into his pale yellow coat.

"I liked you for a while, really..." She sighed as she started looking into his eyes. "I..want you..to..claim me...today.." She fell on her back outstretched. Her legs opened wide as her wings unfurled.

"What?!" Apple Buck jumped up at the notion, but it undeterred the orange pegasus. She grew alluring as she propped herself up, making her way to the end of her bed. Her hoof touched his face as she pulled him in for a kiss, breaking the startled colt.

"I don't want anyone..to take it away but you. " She whispered, holding onto him. "I..trust you, okay dip head?!"

"You s..sure?"

"What does this mean?" Her kiss was intense, forcing him to battle a war he was too happy to oblige to. He started to climb the bed, managing to go on top of her in the process while kissing. Her hooves intertwined, between hugging him and running through his mess of a mane. They only stopped to catch their breath.

"Scootaloo.." Apple Buck felt the awakening again in everything. It was calling as his body was grinding against hers. "I..I love you more than you ever could believe..." He nuzzled the mare below him as she panted.

"I..I never thought I'd hear you say that," Scootaloo answered as her body grew hotter. "I'd never expect you were exploring kisser." She squeaked, she never squeaked before. His hoof was exploring the untouched instead of answering back. His tail started high in the air as she cried out, clenching the blankets.

Something clicked in his mind as he lowered his head to her. The smell caught him as he couldn't resist. He licked to taste, but taste didn't stop. It grew with his hunger as the mare melted with each touch.

She cried out, pleading for more. He didn't resist as he felt her pulsating, the gunk covering his nose as he did so. A satisfying reward. Her face said the same thing; red and with a smile he would never forget.

"Are you ready?" She didn't have the energy to speak, only nod with the smile. He cradled her in his arms right before his throbbing stallion hood pushed into the enter location. The euphoria increased with each thrust. She gripped him with each, moaning in his ears in perfect harmony.

Maybe it was her cycle, or perhaps it was just Scootaloo herself, but the euphoria felt almost everlasting. His restraint destroyed as he cried out, filling the mare with all he had.

"Scootaloo?!" Everything fell silent. Apple Buck slowly turned his head to face the angered stallion at the doorway. He only caught a glimpse of Scootaloo, but he was sure he saw pure terror in her light purple eyes as she stared at the door. It was none other than Papa Wheelie himself. His blue eyes wide.

"Er..Mr. Wheelie...." Apple Buck broke the silence as he stopped mounting his daughter. He stepped away as Scootaloo covered herself in an attempt to solve the situation.

"D-Dad! L-Look, I-" She weakly cried as her ears fell.

"You're in bed with my daughter!" His loud voice trembled throughout the room. "I told you to stay away from my angel! How dare you defile my daughter?!"

Apple Buck started to back away from the larger stallion as he seemed to bound closer. "M-Mr.Wheelie, I - I could explain, I swear!"

He didn't buy that, looking skeptical as his horn lit up, engulfing Apple Buck. "How dare you come into my home...rutting my heat ridden daughter senseless!"

He felt the ground beneath his hooves disappear as they moved along. Why did everything seem to move faster than time allowed typically? He saw Applejack and Big Mac scolding him after the charade. Scootaloo wasn't at the school for days, and it wasn't long before word got out.

He snapped forward, it was her room again, but it felt off. Her room was bigger, brighter. Everything seemed more in tune with two ponies than one. She simply sat on the bed, looking down at her hooves as they fiddled with something. On closer inspection, it was a pregnancy test with the answer right in front of her. It was a cross, pregnant. He held his breath, waiting for a response.

"Apple...Buck?" She smiled as she trotted towards him with a hug he never expected. She was taller than before, more..mare like in appearance, he supposed. How did he not see the apple design ring on her arm? He saw it the moment he felt her wrap her arms around him. Her wings flaring out as she grew excited. "I didn't expect you to be done with the farm yet, dear. "

Dear? "*cough* It wasn’t hard in the least. "Her smile was contagious. "What were you doing a moment ago?" Her grin turned large as she sat on the floor, looking down.

"Remember our honeymoon? You were the sweetest stallion...You protected me that day. I didn't know how react, but.." Her voice trailed off as she touched her stomach. "The aftermath...of that is our own foal. Apple Buck, I'm pregnant. We're going to be parents!" He couldn't believe the information. Every bit couldn't be analyzed, yet he felt himself hold her in his arms, twirling her in excitement.

"We're going to be parents!" His voice caught him off guard. He didn't care. He just kept on yelling it across the farm as Applejack congratulated the duo. The pony folk weren't bothered by his loud voice, and if they were, he didn't listen. He didn't care.

Apple Buck grunted as he noticed everything change. They weren't in Scootaloo's home or their home, but in a hospital. Scootaloo laying in a bed on her back, holding onto his hoof. She glanced his way, smiling a moment.

"The doctor is going to be in shortly, you'll be ready to deliver soon," A white coated pony smiled as she trotted off. Scootaloo had a bigger appearance as she laid down, yet she glowed radiantly. He nuzzled her as her spare hoof touched her bump.

"It still can't believe it.." She whispered, looking his way. "Our own foal..soon.."His hoof was crushed momentarily as she cried out. He waved his hoof. Bucking trees had its uses.

"The family's waiting on you two!" Applejack smiled appears she entered. "We can't wait to see the new Apple member. Most of them are outside, waiting to see."

Scootaloo didn't respond as tears fell from her eyes. He stroked her mane, but to no avail. "The..the foal is ready...my sweet Celestia!" Applejack peered out the room, hoof signaling the nearest doctor.

"What might be the problem tod-"

"You seriously can't see the problem? My wife is giving birth and none of you seem to care!" He scrunched his nose. It didn't feel real, it was vague just how comfortable he had gotten with the notions presented. Applejack held out he had arm as he pushed against her, ready to get the doctor.

"Apple Buck!" Applejack chided, with a small glare. "No attitude, you hear?"

"B-But-"

"None." Her voice was clear as the glare on her face. He sighed as he had relented. The doctor took only minor offense as she peered under to check.

"My! More than ready to give birth, if I dare to admit." She prepared her for delivery. Waiting wasn't something Apple Buck was good at, if he was honest. He was downright terrible at it. Although the situations seemed so foreign, questioning wasn't necessary. It felt natural. Scootaloo was his lovely wife, having his foals..by his side. He nuzzled her quickly as the final push gave out a high pitched cry or two.

"Congratulations! Mr. Apple, you have been blessed by Celestia with two lovely foals. Meet your new son and daughter, they'd like to meet you two. " Scootaloo was too happy to ignore the opportunity as she held the two in her hooves, nuzzling the foals as they cried. One was a lovely shade of yellow orange with a shock of red mane while the other was powder yellow with a violet mane that twirled around her ears.

"Welcome to the world..."

With a bolt, Apple Buck flung out of bed as the dawn decided to visit. He panted, taking small glances of the room. His room, no pony elses. He closed his eyes, the movie reel playing to replay the events. It had been but a dream. Nothing but one big fantasy, but it struck about wrong. He had to admit to the urges. He had to tell.

Fiddlesticks.

Author's Note

Back to writing! Poor Apple Buck.