Micro arrived at the Apple farm precisely at 5pm. He pedaled his bike up to the front porch, got off, and rang the doorbell. A tall, muscular boy answered the door. Micro knew it was Big Mac. He had let his hair grow a bit since graduating but Micro still recognized him. Big Mac was a bit intimidating to look at, but his kind eyes and easy going demeanor quickly made you feel at ease.

"Hi, I'm Micro Chip. I'm Applejacks' Geometry tutor." Micro stuck his hand out. He had a big grin on his face. Even though his whole look screamed "non-threatening", still, big brothers can be very over protective of their little sisters; so he wanted to do all he could to allay any fears right off the bat.

Big Mac in turn smiled back and took Micros' hand in a nice hand shake. There was no over squeezing to show he was the dominate male or act as a subtle warning. It was just a normal hand shake. "She said you were coming," he said in a friendly manner. "Come on in, I'll get `er."

Micro walked in and looked around. It was a neat, well decorated house. Nothing fancy, nothing over done; but not minimalist either. It was about what you'd expect from a well cared for farm house. "You have a very nice house here Mr. Apple," Micro said.

"Thanks, and call me Mac, or Big Mac. I aint no mister yet. My grandma and youngest are out school shopping right now but should be back soon. I'm going to meet my girlfriend later on, so if I'm not here when you leave, it was nice meeting you."

"You as well. But if your grandmother isn't back before you have to leave, I'll head out to. Common courtesy."

Big Mac smiled and nodded. He knew Apple could take this guy. He also knew that Micro knew that Apple could take him out if he tried anything. But it was a nice gesture none the less.

Before they could say anymore, Apple walked down the steps. She had on a baggy, red t-shirt, jeans, no shoes, and her hair was tied back in a pony tail. For whatever reason, Micro was awe struck by how beautiful she looked so dressed down. He quickly shook the idea out of his head. He was a professional in all things and he knew his place on the dating chain, which is to say the tail end.

"Hey Chip," Apple called out. "You wanna come up to my room? My desk and computer are up there."

Chip gave a quick glance at Big Mac who simply shrugged. So he went over and followed Apple up. Her room was the third on the right.

"Come on in. We got to keep the door open." Apple pointed to her bedroom door.

"Of course," Chip replied.

On the inside, Chip was shocked to see Apples' bedroom. Some country music posters hung on the wall; that was to be expected. But what the shocking thing was all the sci-fi posters and video games she had. In fact, her bedroom didn't look much different than his. Just a few girly things here and there.

"Wow. Star Trek, V, The Walking Dead, Battle Star Gallatica, I'm in nerd heaven," Chip said delighted.

"I might be a country girl, but I aint no stereotype," Apple said proudly. "If we got time after the lesson, maybe we can play some video games?"

"Absolutely!" Chip said excitedly. But then he caught himself. "But we'll see how the lesson goes ok?"

"Sure thing," Apple replied.

Micro got out his teaching supplies and sat down next to Apple at her desk. He once again explained what the main principle of Geometry was. He showed her some basic formulas, explained the theory behind them, and had her try some simple problems. Apple tried her best and Chip knew she had it in her to do well but she was over thinking it. Patiently he would explain what she got right, what she got wrong, why she got it wrong and what she could do to get it right next time.

Apple on her part wanted to scream in frustration. She hated not being able to get something right away. She hated struggling. Even though Chip went out of his way to make her feel ok and was very nice, she still couldn't get over the fact she wasn't living up to her own expectations. A few times she felt like throwing her pencil down and quitting, but Chip always calmed her down and brought her back.

Eventually the hour was up. Chip packed away his supplies and complimented Apple on how well she did. Apple on the other hand felt like she did horribly. "I don't know Chip, I don't think I'll ever get this mess down."

"Applejack, you did fine. Really. Just believe in yourself, that's all." Chip went to pat her on the back but stopped. Touching, even in the most friendly and non threatening of manners, was still a big no-no.

"I jus' don't know. Ugh!' Apple took a deep breath. "So, you got time for a video game? I know we've been here the whole hour, but I really need to unwind. So how 1bout it partner?"

Chip thought it over. "If you or one of your family can drive me home, ok. Just a short one."

Well when two avid gamers start playing, "a short one" is a relative term. About a hour and a half later, Chip's phone was buzzing in his pocket. He took it out and saw both the time and that it was his mom calling. "Oh scrap!" he said in a panic. He accepted the call and listened while his mother yelled at him for being late. Apple did all she could not to burst out laughing.

After a good 10 minutes, chips mother finally stopped and let him go. He clicked off his phone and looked at Apple with a pathetic expression on his face. "Um, if you want another lesson on Friday, you'll have to come to my house. I'm grounded."

Apple knew it was wrong but couldn't stop herself from finally busting out laughing. Chip got mad and protested until even he had to start laughing. Granny Smith and Apple Bloom (who had come back from shopping) came up to see what was so funny.

Granny came in and said, "I thought you all were studyin'?"

Apple and Chip tried to stop, almost succeeded, but then saw at how ridiculous the other looked trying not to laugh and lost it all over again. But, as with all moments of fun, it came to an end. Chip asked for a ride back and Applejack (who had just got her license) asked if she could drive him home. Granny reluctantly agreed and off the two went.

When they got to Chips' house, Apple looked at him. "Ya know, despite everything, I had a good time tonight. you's good people there Chipo. I'll definitely be over Friday."

"Thanks Applejack. I had fun too. And don't worry, you'll get this. You're a smart person. I have faith in you; just have faith in yourself."

Chip went to turn around to leave when Apple gave him a quick hug. He blushed and finished getting out. Applejack watched him leave and thought there goes a new friend.

Author's Note

Not much here, but as I said, I want the relationship to take a little more time. I'll probably do one or two more parts then move on to the long fiction (still don't have a name for it yet). I wanted to write short stories for all the girls first though. I may do that. Who knows? I don't. Well hopefully you keep reading and liking.