Yona's Relationship Repercussions

Yona saw as the big red pony’s smile dashed away, his ears flattening as he stepped back like an injured foal.

“What’s the matter, Sugar?” Big Mac asked. “Who’s this yak you’ve brought with?”

“I’ll explain,” Sugar’s horn lit up with a pink magic, and several papers appeared in front of her, floating in the air between the unicorn and her husband. With a sharp turn of her horn, the papers were swiftly thrown into Big Mac’s face. The papers fell around Big Mac, and he shook his head before picking up one of the papers that fell. In the chilling silence, Big Mac’s eyes widened as he struggled with the words.

“D-D-Divorce papers?” Big Mac sputtered. “Sugar Belle, we should talk about this. Communication, remember?”

“Fair enough, let’s talk about the nights I spent crying myself to sleep after you fucked me like a used rag doll,” Sugar stomped her hoof, her glare intensifying. “Do you think I should stay with a pony who uses me like that?”

“You hurt her?” Yona growled, lowering her horns and pointing them in Big Mac’s direction.

“What? No!” Big Mac gasped, glancing back at his wife. “Sugar Belle, it wasn’t like that. We had a safeword and everything.”

“The safeword doesn’t change the pain that you saw in my face, or the escaped whimpers in our bed!” Sugar screamed, stomping towards her husband and slapping his face with her hoof.

Reeling back, Big Mac looked like a deer in headlights as his hoof gently rested over the slapped area. Tears welled up in his eyes as he glanced at the magenta unicorn in a new light. Sugar Belle stepped back, taking a deep breath.

“I’m…” Sugar glanced at Yona, side-stepping until she was pressing against her lover’s layers of fur, her hoof resting over Yona’s. “...a lesbian, Big Macintosh. I learned this right before Apple Bloom gave me a tour of the School of Friendship, and that’s when I saw her.”

Sugar Belle whispered the last word, her deep red eyes staring back at Yona. Yona felt her heart floating in warm, heavenly, air. Air that reached from the inside of her chest to the air around her, and the dizzying feeling was nothing short of addicting to the young yak. As Yona was bathing in the sensation, she saw Big Mac turn to look at her with narrowed eyes, his hoof moving the dirt.

“You turned my wife?” Big Mac growled.

“I pursued her and talked to her everyday for several weeks, before we hooked up at one of her friends’ hangouts,” Sugar explained. “Do you call that turning?”

Big Mac flinched, staring at the ground as a droplet landed in the dirt.

“You...you...you che-”

“Heya, Big Mac. Where did-” Applejack stepped out of the barn, her words dying as she stared at Sugar’s hoof on Yona’s hoof. “Oh no.”

“Oh no?” Big Mac swung his head to glare at his sister. “How long have you known about this?”

“I’ve only seen them talkin’, ah swear on my life,” Applejack insisted. “Ah wanted Sugar Belle to tell you the truth.”

Applejack’s legs were shaking as she refused to meet her brother’s eyes.

“And...ah saw Sugar Belle’s diary,” Applejack gulped. “That’s her privacy, Big Mac. But it didn’t say anything about her cheating on ya, ah promise.”

Sugar snarled as she used her magic to hold Applejack, who tried to struggle in the unicorn’s magical grip.

“You looked into my diary?” Sugar asked. “And you told Yona that I was married?”

“Your damn diary was open on the counter!” Applejack growled. “You’re lucky I returned it to your room!”

Yona tensed her body, preparing herself to charge at the trapped mare. Big Mac stood in front of Applejack, towering over Sugar Belle.

“Stop it!” Big Mac shouted. Sugar jumped back several hooves away from her husband with a small squeak, her magic ceasing as Applejack collapsed onto the grass. “Give me a pen, Applejack.”

Applejack turned her tail and bolted back into the barn, returning to her brother’s side with a pen. Big Mac gently took the pen from his sister’s muzzle, before leaning towards the papers. As he moved the pen against the papers on the grass, Sugar Belle scrambled over to Yona’s side once more. Yona wrapped her foreleg around her lover’s shoulders, her eyes glued to the two earth ponies in front of her.

After several more minutes, Big Mac dropped the pen and stepped back. Sugar used her magic to collect all the papers and teleport them to her lawyers, and Big Mac turned to look at his sister.

“Ya did the right thing, sis,” Big Mac sighed. “It was never your place to get involved in our marriage anyway.”

“But it’s perfectly okay for her to try and sabotage my rela-”

“Shut up,” Big Mac glanced back at Sugar Belle. “What are you still doing here? You got what you wanted, didn’t you? Fuck off.”

“Gladly,” Sugar huffed. “But first, I’ll be getting my stuff. Touch me or my stuff, and your bodies will rest on my lover’s horns.”

Yona nodded, puffing her chest as she stepped forward, using a slight shift in her body to knock Big Mac over. Glancing over at Applejack as she ran to her brother, Yona smirked as Sugar Belle followed her.

Yona stood in the kitchen as Sugar Belle ran down the hallway, returning several minutes later with a small vanilla white purse decorated with pink bows around her neck.

“I shrunk all my stuff to fit in here,” Sugar blushed. “I, um, don’t want to pass by those two. Hold me?”

Yona tilted her head, before shrugging and embracing Sugar Belle in a hug. Igniting magic from her horn, Sugar Belle pressed her lips against Yona’s lips as they both teleported out of the barn.

Stepping inside, Applejack looked throughout the rooms of the barn. Big Mac stood in the kitchen, glancing down at the brown fur on the floor.

“T-They left,” Big Mac called to his sister, more droplets hitting the floor.

“Son of a bitch,” Applejack hissed, stepping out of her brother’s room. “Give me that pen outside, ah need to write an important letter. Don't you worry none, big brother. After ah finish writing this letter, ah'll make ya some apple cider. Ah promise ya, this'll all be for the best.”