John Sampson's Story

It had been a night to remember. My band now had two mares and I had a rare aroma.

“Swift, it’s time for soap. Meet us in the creek.”

It wasn’t much of a body of water but it flowed and would cleanse us.

I stepped in and, “Oh! Shit! That’s cold.” Then I had an idea. My magic could make my body strong and it could make my body fast, could it make my body warm? I felt for my magic and thought about a pleasant warmth. It worked! I was standing in the creek and it felt quite comfortable.

Swift arrived with the soap and I started lathering. First myself, then AJ, and finally Swift with lots of scrubbing. We all rolled and splashed to rinse. We galloped to dry off. It wasn’t perfect but I wasn’t about to face Granny reeking of sex.

AJ was looking thoughtful, “John, you’re using our shared heart to gauge my response to your lovemaking, aren’t you.”

I smiled, “AJ, that is exactly what I love most about you. You are very, very far from stupid.”

She blushed a little, “Thank you, John. What I haven’t figured out is how you can stand there bare skinned in the cold water and wind and not shiver. I can feel it on my bare parts.”

“Your bare parts are all extra sensitive ones. And I have found a new way to use my magic.

“What do we have for breakfast? Or do you think we could make the house in time? For that matter, do they know you are out here, AJ?”

Swift replied, “We can open a bag of fruit or trail bars and we are standing in a sea of greens. I don’t care if we could make the house, I’d rather not see Granny or Bloom right now.”

AJ contributed, “I agree about the house. I’d rather have some work sweat on me when I see Granny. And I spoke to Big Mac only. When he told me where you had gone, I tried to catch up.”

“Okay. I’ve had trail bars so I’m going with the fruit.” It was unanimous.

When we got back to the field where Big Mac and Fred were working, they were already toiling away. Big Mac saw us first and came galloping toward us.

“Hello Brother and Sister in Law.”

I was curious, “Now how do you know if we went through with it?”

“John, do ya think Ah can’t recognize my own sister’s voice? You guys are loud. Ya might want ta watch ya’self around Granny.”

Oh. That again. “Is she that mad?”

“Na. She has plans for ya. She walked around all morning ‘Finally! A stallion that knows how ta make a mare squeal’.”

“Hello Fred. Yes, much happy.”

“We’re working on it, Fred.”

“Let me pull your plow for a while, Fred. I want to smell like work when I see Granny.”

Meanwhile Big Mac was quizzing AJ while Swift giggled.

I couldn’t resist, “Hey Big Mac. If you want secrets, you’re asking the wrong party.”

“Really?”

“Yes, for example, would you believe that your sister actually tastes like apples.”

Oh my. That may be a new record dark blush. “You wanted to know secrets, Big Mac.”

AJ was deadly serious, “John Sampson! Don’t ya dare.”

“AJ, he listened to all three of us last night. He knows.”

But Big Mac wasn’t done, “Actually, John, Ah heard four of ya. That’s what Ah was wondering about.”

“Don’t worry about it. My inner pony just got out for a romp with AJ.”

“Ya have an ‘inner pony’, John?”

“I’ve had him since my Oath but this is the first time he’s got out. Even so he is still me.”

“Ya are confusing, John.”

I got in a couple of hours taking turns on the plows while Swift and AJ cleaned a barn somewhere. We met back at the house for lunch. There was glazed carrots and corn pone bread with garden greens.

Granny started in almost as soon as we were seated. “I’ll be expecting foals next spring. This farm needs more ponies.”

Of course I got dish duty again.

The field work was finished and we had brought the plows back with us before lunch. Nothing else needed doing immediately so we decided to go shopping in Ponyville. I wanted to get Rarity working on a matching wardrobe for AJ. AJ wanted to get me the hat that I had been promised long ago. Swift just wanted to watch me trying to deal with Pinkie.

Rarity was almost too helpful. “Congratulations Darlings! Of course I know what John already has and I know AJ’s measurements so I can put together anything you want. I’ll even leave some extra in it to be let out.”

AJ had to ask, “Why would I need to let anything out?”

Rarity just smiled, “Honey, by this time next year you are going to be huge.”

My turn, “Rarity, that decision hasn’t been made yet. I don’t want her stuck in the castle and I haven’t been reassigned to Ponyville yet.”

“Well, you’ve still got a few weeks to get it together. Besides, she won’t need you after that first week.” Rarity chides.

I still don’t know if Rarity was serious.

House of Hats was our next stop. It was fascinating to me that ‘Stetson hat’ was a universal constant, but that didn’t mean that a store in Ponyville would necessarily stock my size. So we agreed on a color and style. My measurement was taken. And we were told to expect delivery in two weeks.

Then there was the third and final errand. It was better to face Pinkie with a united front at a time of our choosing than to have her ambush us one at a time. So Sugar Cube Corner was the last stop.

We settled at a table and Mrs. Cake immediately came bustling over.

“I’ve been hoping you three would come through here. Tell me now, are the stories true?”

AJ smiled and replied, “If tha stories have love and a happy band in them, yes.”

“Oh! Pinkie will be ecstatic.” Mrs. Cake squealed. “What do you want to eat?”

Swift went with a cinnamon roll and tea, I got blueberry muffins and tea, AJ wanted apple pie and tea. We had just started eating when a small tornado blew in.

“Oh Boy!Congratulations!We need a Party!Right Now!!” Confetti started flying (and getting into all our food) and balloons appeared. “It’s SOOoooo Wonderful!!!”

I ventured, “We think so. And Swift and I may, may, be moving back to Ponyville.”

“Yes!We will be so happy to have you here.We’ll throw you the biggest party yet!Where will you be living?”

“We don’t know yet. Possibly a new place. We don’t even know when, Pinkie.”

“Okee Dokee.Let me know when it’s time.” and the tornado moved on.

Dinner was a lot like lunch and breakfast was a lot like dinner and the rest of our week passed in a blur of familial love and grooming with a couple of trips to our pasture heaven. My inner pony was contented and quiet. But we had to strike camp and head back to Canterlot. Apple Bloom agreed to loan me AJ for a few days so AJ could come with us for a chance to get organized and legal with the Guard. And we owed some of our comrades a chance to get to know AJ.