(Flutterdash) The Whole Story

Big Mac looked around, following the noise. The sun was setting and Applejack hadn't come in yet. Sometimes she worked into the night, but something seemed off today. An almost sinister air followed her, and Big Mac knew a night festering by herself wouldn't make whatever it was any better.

Eventually he found her among the apple trees, slamming her back hooves against a tree with a scary amount of force. She was muttering under her breath the whole while, but what she said hid beneath the solid CHTHUK of her bucking.

“Um, AJ?” Applejack looked up suddenly, startled. “You okay?”

“Oh, just you Big Mac. Yeah, I reckon I'm doin' right fine.”

Mac gave her a look. “AJ there's something on your chest, and I don't think it right to leave it there.”

Applejack sighed and let her head droop, “Just some things goin' on with my friends is all. Mac, Rainbow and Fluttershy came out as lesbians and I just can't believe I've been hangin' around with them the whole time! And what's even worse is all of my other friends were just fine with it. They hardly bat an eye!”

Mac stiffened. This is where he and Granny Smith and Applejack and most of the Apple Family didn't see eye-to-eye. He chose his words carefully, “Applejack. There's some things we can't help. And there's nothing good comin' from thinking on it when you're tired and angry.”

“Yeah,” Applejack muttered, staring at the soil, “Yeah I guess you're right. We can deal with them in the morning.”

“Eeyup.”

The walk back home was tense. When they got in, Granny was asleep already, in her room. Big Mac nodded goodnight and watched AJ slip into her room. He began to walk to his own, when he caught the light spilling from another.

Carefully, he walked up and peeked into Apple Bloom's room. Apple Bloom was sitting on the floor, picking burrs out of her Cutie Mark Crusader cape. Big Mac knocked on the door, and it swung open a few inches.

Apple Bloom looked up, “Hey Big Mac.”

Big Mac smiled, and lay down next to her, sinking down all the way so his head was only a little above hers. “Apple Bloom,” He said, chewing over his words carefully, “Do you think....”

Apple Bloom looked at him, and suddenly Big Mac realized he didn't know how to ask. So instead he smiled. “I could have a goodnight kiss?”

Apple Bloom giggled, “Sure.” Big Mac leaned his head at an angle and Apple Bloom gave him a kiss between his eyes.

Big Mac smiled and stood up, “Goodnight AB.”

“Goodnight, Big Mac.”

As he walked to his own room, Big Mac tried to think of a way to ask it better, next time.