Gears' "Sexty Minute Pony" Prompts

Written July 29th for prompt #6:

"Applejack only has time for a quickie."

        “Uh... Applejack?”

        “Yeah, sugarcube?”

        “Are you okay?”

        “Right as rain. Why do you ask?”

        “Well, it’s just that you seem to be acting a bit... differently.”

        “How’s that?”

        “You, um... have been working rather harder as of late.”

        “We’re on a tight schedule.”

        “You seem a bit flustered...”

        “It’s a hot one today.”

        “And, um... you seem to be laying on top of me.”

        “Huh. Would you look at that.”

        “Are you really okay, Applejack?”

        “I told ya’, I’m fine. More than fine.”

        “Okay... so maybe-”

        “Well, actually, there may be a little something.”

        “Oh?”

        “Little something maybe you can help me with.”

        “And, um... w-what exactly would that be...?”

        “I think ya know what.”

        “Applejack...”

        “Listen. I told you before my season was coming.”

        “I know...”

        “You told me you were willin’ to help.”

        “I-I am! But...”

        “But what?”

        “Here? In the barn?”

        “Excitin’, isn’t it?”

        “But... why can’t we go back to the house?”

        “Like I said, we’re on a mighty tight schedule. I’m afraid we only have time for a little roll in the hay before we have to get back out there.”

        “But... why now?”

        “You followin’ me up and down those fields? You showing off those legs buckin’ all them trees with me? Ya’ll lucky I didn’t jump on you out there in the orchard.”

        “I’m sorry...”

        “Oh, don’t be sugarcube. Don’t be sorry for who you are. That’s why I love you.”

        “Thanks... I love you, too.”

        “...Okay, I’ll be honest. We don’t have to do this if ya’ll aren’t comfortable with it.”

        “Oh, no! No no, Applejack, I want to!”

        “You sure about it?”

        “Yes. I said I wanted to help you with your season, and I do, but... I’m just a little nervous... is all...”

        “Heh. This reminds me of the first time you an’ I were together. Do you remember?”

        “Y-Yeah...”

        “You were so nervous, you were shakin’ more than the tail on Winona during fetch.”

        “I-I remember that...”

        “You were so cute. Ya’ll still are.”

        “Thanks...”

        “Do you remember how I help calm ya’ down back then?”

        “Yeah. You... you would kiss me.”

        “And why did that calm you down so much?”

        “Because... I really... really liked it...”

        “Would ya’ like me to kiss you now?”

        “I...”

        “...”

        “...”

        “...Feelin’ better?”

        “A little bit...”

        “Somethin’ still wrong?”

        “What if... What if somepony catches us?”

        “Heh heh. I wouldn’t worry about that too much.”

        “Why not?”

        “Big Macintosh is runnin’ the stand in town, Granny Smith is inside bakin’ or nappin’, and Applebloom doesn’t get out of school for another hour. That means right now, it’s just you an’ me.”

        “I... I’m sorry, Applejack, I just... what is Granny comes out and needs us? If Big Mac returns early or if Applebloom-”

        “Nothin’ is goin’ to happen.”

        “I... I’m sorry.”

        “Come ‘ere.”

        “Wha-?”

        “...”

        “...”

        “...Now then. Every time you say sorry I’m going to kiss you again. Ya got that?”

        “Yeah. Sor-...!”

        “What was that?”

        “N-Nothing...”

        “Good. Now I’ll open my offer again. We don’t need to do this. I’m willin’ to wait.”

        “No... No, I want to.”

        “You sure?”

        “Yes. I’ve seen you walking funny out there. You’re really hurting, aren’t you?”

        “Well, I wouldn’t say I’m hurtin’-”

        “But it’s affecting you, isn’t it? A mare in... you know can really mess up her daily life.”

        “Ya’ll don’t need to tell me that.”

        “I know. I’m sorry, but I just-”

        “...”

        “...”

        “...Remember what I said?”

        “Yeah... and I’m-... I mean, I won’t forget again.”

        “So what were you sayin’?”

        “I was saying... that I want to help you. Like I’m supposed to.”

        “Well, I’m not sayin’ that yer absolutely supposed to-”

        “But I am. I want to. Because you’re my special somepony.”

        “Oh, sugarcube...”

        “And so, whenever you need me... Wherever you need me... I’ll be there. At night, in your room. During the day, in the field. At some point when we’re both in town...”

        “Now don’t get too crazy, now.”

        “Still. I love you. And during your season, I’ll help you. I may be nervous at first, and I’m sorry for that, but-”

        “...”

        “...”

        “...Don’t be sorry if you’re nervous. That’s a part of who you are. Like I said before, you never have to be sorry for that.”

        “I-I’m...”

        “I love it when yer nervous. I love being the one able to calm ya’ down. I love holding you and kissing you and makin’ you feel better because our little moments like this just wouldn’t be the same without that.”

        “Applejack...”

        “And what I love most of all... is that despite the fact yer nervous. Despite the fact yer scared, ya’ll are willing to do anythin’ for me.”

        “I... yeah...”

        “I love you, sugarcube.”

        “I love you, too, Applejack.”

        “...”

        “...”

        “...Okay. Ya’ll ready? We really don’t have a lot of time.”

        “Y-Yeah... I’m ready.”