The 7th Element

That night it was dead silent, the crickets barely chirped. Crimson was sleeping partially curled in the soft golden straw with Crash resting his paws and head on the base of the dark stallions neck. It wasnt until there was the faint sound of a snapping twig that Crimson's shallow sleep was disturbed. First his ears twitched before his head shot up. He looked up at the open window above him and widened his eyes to adjust to the near black darkness. Crush rolled over and fell back asleep lying on his back. Crimson crept low below the window and listened intently for another noise, another twig, rustling grass, crunching leaves, something. Instead he heard voices.

“It is rude to keep a mare waiting Big Macintosh.” A strong but feminine voice said playfully.

“Sorry 'bout that Luna. Had ta wait till e'ryone was asleep.” He voice softened a bit, almost a whisper. “Gotta be quiet. Applejack an the others met a new buddy t'day, 'es sleepin in the barn now.” Obviously he was referring to Crimson, but little did he know not only was the gray stallion wide awake but his sense of hearing was remarkable. Crimson's curiosity was more than peeked, Macintosh did not hide the fact that he wanted this meeting with this Luna to be a secret and out of respect the ex-soldier would have to keep it.

“Very well, I will keep my voice at a respectable level.” She replied, her voice softening as well.

“I'm awfully sorry 'bout keepin' ya waiting.”

“It's quite alright sweetheart, I understand.”

“Shucks Luna.” Macintosh answered, just from his voice you can tell he was trying not to smile ear to ear.

“I'm the one who should apologize, I have not been able to get away from my duties to see you in the past two weeks.”

“Aint a problem. Important thing is yer here now.” Crimson could hear them shift closer together in the grass, most likely in a gentle embrace. He felt something tighten in his chest. Like he was starving while watching somepony else eat a massive meal. He never had that feeling, to be able to share a moment like that with his own special somepony. Macintosh was the gentle giant though. Powerful but he gave the impression that he only used said power to help others. Where Crimson was ashamed of his own past, the things that he has done, he did not deserve such happiness. With a sigh he decided to leave the two alone and go back to bed. As he attempted to quietly settle back into they hey he decided to ask Big Macintosh about his little meeting, just out of curiosity. If the farm stallion didnt want to talk about it then Crimson wasn't going to pry. He laid back down with his head next to his canine companion.

Outside the barn Big Macintosh sat with his front legs wrapped around a beautiful dark blue winged unicorn who, in tern, also held him close. Her mane was long and flowing and resembled a starry night sky.

“If only it was okay for royalty to chose the one they wish to be with..” She whispered softly.

“Ya should really ask yer sis, maybe there is somethin she could do.” Mac replied, pulling away enough to look her in the eyes.

“No, Celestia must never know. She will be furious.”

“Naw, I couldnt see her her mad at all.”

“While its true she has matured over time, when my sister is angered it is a frightening sight. The last time she was mad...” Her eyes broke from his sight.

“Your banishment.” He finished, she replied with a gentle nod.

“Even if it means going behind my sisters back and keeping this all a secret, I want to be with you Big Macintosh.”

“Ya know I hate keeping secrets though.” He replied.

“I know. Please, let us not speak of such depressing matters. If necessary I will speak to Celestia about us.”

“A'ight darlin'.” He smiled and took his foreleg around her and held her close. The young stallion nuzzled her neck. “Ya'know, I kinda like the thought of ev'rypony bein okay with us. Ya could come any time ya want.”

“Mmmm, are you suggesting something my stallion?”

“I uhhh...” Big Mac's dull red coat brightened up around his face as he stared at her wide eyed. The darkness barely covered his embarrassment. “Luna, ya know I'm not like that.”

Luna giggled and kissed his cheek. “I was only joking, does my humor not amuse you?”

“Jus a lil shocked.” He replied bashfully. “I wasnt expectin' that.” Luna simply giggled a bit more before nuzzeling under his chin.

“Sadly, I must cut this night short. Good night my love.”

“G'night Luna, ya'll fly safe.” He said kissing her lightly on the cheek before she silently took off. Mac sat there and watched her silhouette fade into the night sky. When she was out of his view he stood and made his way back to the farmhouse.