Applejack's First Crush

Chapters

1 Applejack's First Crush
2 Rainbow Dash's Heart Flutters
3 Wait, what... Fluttershy?
4 Y'all aren't from round here
5 A Young Rainbow Falls
6 Together, at last
7 Wedding Belles
8 A Different Kind of Twilight

1 Applejack's First Crush

In the heart of Sweet Apple Acres, a young Applejack could be found tending to the sprawling orchard. With a determined gleam in her eyes she knelt down amongst the rows of apple trees, her freckled muzzle scrunched up in concentration. She skillfully pulled up weeds, one by one, ensuring that the vibrant fruit-bearing trees would receive all the nutrients they needed to thrive. Surrounded by the beauty of nature and immersed in her labor, she encapsulated the essence of unyielding dedication to the farm and the legacy of the Apple family.

Today she toiled under the weight of heavy clouds,as the late summer afternoon heat bore down oppressively upon the orchards. Picking weeds was more busy-work than anything else, but under the heat and humidity anything more physical was too much effort to contemplate. The atmosphere crackled with charged energy, the sign of an impending storm. The sun, hidden behind a blanket of grey, cast an eerie glow upon the landscape and painting everything in muted tones. The normally bustling orchard seemed to hold its breath, as if in anticipation of the deluge to come. The air felt heavy, creating a stifling discomfort that clung to every pony and tree alike. It was a day where the weight of the weather matched the somber mood, foreshadowing the potential release of rain and lightning.

Under the care of the previous weather pegasus, late summer afternoons at Sweet Apple Acres were often blessed with a sense of relief from the oppressive heat. With meticulous care and precision, the clouds would be gradually dispersed over the course of several hours. That pony understood the importance of maintaining a comfortable balance, working diligently to ensure the farm was spared from the sweltering temperatures. The process was a delicate dance, as the cloud cover would be gradually lifted, allowing gentle rays of sunlight to filter through and providing a respite from the intensity of the season.

Since the arrival of the new pegasus, a noticeable shift in approach had taken place. Rather than using a methodical and measured approach, this pony seemed to have a preference for leaving tasks until the last moment and getting them done in a rush. As the storm clouds gathered and the temperature climbed, the sense of urgency would mount. The relief that the previous pegasus had provided in a timely manner was replaced by a heightened sense of anticipation and uncertainty.

The rush became palpable as the minutes ticked by, with the heat becoming increasingly unmanageable. Sweet Apple Acres found itself shrouded in discomfort, the delay in cloud-clearing leaving the farm exposed to the relentless heat for longer than necessary. The ponies toiled under the relentless sun, yearning for the soothing touch of a cool breeze that was delayed by the new weather pegasus's method.

Despite the changes in approach, the arrival of the new pony was still a welcome sight for Applejack. As the farmer went about her daily tasks around the farm, she couldn't help but find herself captivated by the new pegasus's work. There was an undeniable sense of awe that washed over her as she observed the whirlwind of frenetic energy that accompanied the arrival of this cyan coloured filly.

Applejack stood in awe, her eyes fixed on the pegasus as she gracefully executed intricate manoeuvres and daring acrobatics high above. She couldn't help but be astonished by the seamless ease with which the pegasus performed these impressive feats. The farm pony had always prided herself on her own strength and agility, but watching the new arrival navigate the skies with such finesse left her feeling humbled and amazed.

As the Pegasus twisted and turned, executing sharp dives and sudden changes in direction, Applejack could barely believe her eyes. It was as if this pony defied the laws of gravity, effortlessly manoeuvring through the air with a level of precision and control that seemed almost unreal. The new Pegasus's wings seemed to blur with motion, her every movement perfectly timed and executed.

As she continued to watch, Applejack couldn't help but feel appreciation for the sheer physicality of this captivating pony. As she watched from below what caught her attention immediately was the pegasus's body—a stark departure from the stereotypical image of delicate and slender pegasi. There was an undeniable athleticism that radiated from their form, a strength that was evident in every powerful beat of their wings and every movement they made. Applejack also wondered if this was the ideal position from which to view the young filly's body, blushing at how her eyes travelled down their body.

As Applejack continued to watch the unknown pegasus gracefully cut through the sky, her attention was captivated not only by their athletic figure but also by their striking multicolored mane and tail. The vibrant hues of those tousled locks seemed to dance in the wind, casting a kaleidoscope of colours that caught Applejack's eye. It was a rare sight, one that reminded her of the only other pony she had seen with such brilliant and diverse colouring - Princess Celestia.

In the bustling town of Ponyville, Applejack was aware of the lingering gazes and unabashed stares from the resident stallions. Well, all apart from that one ridiculously over muscled white pegasus that only seemed to be interested in Big Macintosh, the only other pony that was as big and strong. It seemed that her presence, particularly her well-built and toned haunches, drew their attention like bees to honey. However, instead of feeling flattered or desired, Applejack found herself growing increasingly irritated by their amorous advances.

As Applejack watched the new pegasus, she couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to snuggle up against the soft fur and feathers of the unknown pony. The thought of burying her muzzle in the pegasus's mane and playing with her colourful tail brought a smile to Applejack's lips. She had never felt this way before, never experienced such thoughts about another pony.

Lost in her daydream, she longed to get closer to the pegasus and explore the depths of this newfound attraction. She wondered how her family would react to this unknown pony, with her colourful mane contrasting with the simpler appearance of farm ponies. It was a new and thrilling possibility, and Applejack felt her heart race at the thought.

Applejack was snapped back from her fantasy when an especially violent turn made a loud cracking sound from the tortured air flowing around the highflying pony's wings. She reflexively looked up and was immediately dazzled by a bright shaft of sunshine coming through a hole that had instantly been torn through the clouds. Once more the undeniable strength in those seemingly flimsy limbs amazed her, this time accompanied by rainbow trails being painted across the sky as the clouds were finally cleared. With the task completed the unknown pony turned towards Cloudsdale and settled into a slower pace to return to her home in the sky. Applejack watched, hypnotised, until she was a pale blue dot in the distance.

"Snap out of it ya silly filly, there ain't no point wishing for what you're never gonna get", she muttered to herself as she turned her attention back to the never ending farmwork.

Author's Note

Be gentle; this is my first story in the MLP universe. I remember watching Simple Ways with my daughter. Seeing AJ's reaction to the attention from Trenderhoof, a clear thought struck me. AJ is gay, it's as simple as that.

AJ and RD are undeniably close throught the show, with them being consistently more intimate that the rest of the mane 6. I wondered though, did the four residents of Ponyville and Rainbow Dash know each other before Twilight Sparkle's arrival?

My head cannon started saying "no". That didn't mean they hadn't noticed each other, and with AJ and RD spending some much time outdoors they surely would've seen each other.

2 Rainbow Dash's Heart Flutters

"Time to be awesome," thought Rainbow Dash one late summer afternoon in her first year working above Ponyville. Soaring high over Sweet Apple Acres, her eyes swept the magnificent sight that unfolded beneath her. She was warming up to clear the heavy, low hanging clouds that kept the land beneath sweltering in humidity before an evening thunderstorm could build that might damage the trees. Her wingtips were just starting to tingle with the growing electrical charge, and flying when lightning could strike was a hazard that even young pegasi like Rainbow knew to avoid, as being struck could easily kill or cripple a foolhardy pony.

When the pegasus pony who had controlled the weather in Ponyville retired, Rainbow Dash had found herself stepping into an extraordinary role. With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, she had taken on the duty of weather management for the town. It was a heavy responsibility for such a young pony, but Rainbow Dash's passion for the skies and her natural talent propelled her forward despite her youth and inexperience. With her remarkable agility and lightning-fast speed, she had quickly mastered the intricacies of weather manipulation.

Rainbow Dash's vibrant colours quickly became a symbol of her dedication as she soared through the skies, shaping fluffy clouds, summoning gentle rains and painting breathtaking rainbows across the horizon. The ponies of Ponyville appreciated her ability to maintain the necessary balance of sunshine and showers, and they enjoyed the flair with which she orchestrated the change even if they were sometimes a little abrupt. Rainbow Dash had not only taken over from her predecessor but had breathed new life into the role, infusing it with her unique style. Under her precise control, Ponyville's weather became a testament to her unwavering determination and her unwavering commitment to ensuring the town's harmony and happiness.

While Rainbow Dash circled she peered down wistfully, scanning the ground. The sprawling orchard, under the flat overcast light, seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. But amidst the vast expanse of fruit-bearing trees, her gaze was irresistibly drawn to a figure below. It was a lone pony, tending to the land with obvious care and affection.

Rainbow Dash's eyes widened with admiration as she caught sight of the familiar but unknown pony below. She couldn't help but always be captivated by the mesmerising sight of this young filly. There was an immediate and undeniable magnetism that drew her attention to this stranger. It was not just their vibrant orange coat and luscious blonde mane that captivated Rainbow Dash, but the toned muscles that defined their body. The sight of her powerful and lean form stirred an attraction deep within Rainbow.

Despite having seen this pony before Rainbow Dash didn't know her name, but her presence always left a lasting impression. The way she effortlessly carried herself with confidence and the visible evidence of their hard work and dedication, sparked an admiration in Rainbow Dash that she couldn't ignore. It had been clear to Rainbow Dash from the very first moment that there was something undeniably alluring about this young farmer.

The pony's impressive physique obviously wasn't a result of lifting weights or pursuing a desire to look good, but rather the natural outcome of hard work being endlessly repeated. Her toned and muscular frame bore witness to years of hauling barrels, clearing land, and tending to crops. These weren't the over blown muscles of a show-pony; her physique was a symbol of the authenticity and integrity with which she approached her work, and it commanded admiration from Rainbow Dash as she circled high above.

In the previous years, Rainbow Dash had found herself increasingly aware of the burgeoning attraction stirring within her towards the fillies in her life, not the stallions. As she engaged more with the colourful world of Equestria beyond her home in Cloudsdale, she couldn't help but notice the grace and beauty that radiated from some of the mares she met.

Rainbow Dash had always been a tomcolt, preferring sports and adventure over typical filly activities. As a result she was often teased by her peers for not conforming to gender norms, or beating some brash young colt. Because of this Rainbow Dash chose to keep her feelings hidden. It was only in private moments that Rainbow Dash allowed herself to indulge in thoughts of romance with other mares.

As she watched the earth pony working below her, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel their slower-paced heartbeat against the naturally high cadence of her own pegasus one. A sigh escaped her lips as she thought about resting her head on those nicely shaped haunches, in the glow of the late afternoon sun. She briefly closed her eyes and imagined the sensation of snuggling up against the farm pony in the large and welcoming looking farm house that evening, feeling the warmth and comfort wash over her. How much it contrasted with the thought of being in her lonely apartment in Cloudsdale.

She couldn't help but feel a surge of apprehension within her as she entertained the thought of a farm pony being interested in a weather pony like herself. In the depths of her internal monologue, doubts and insecurities began to creep in. She wondered if someone from the serene and hardworking world of Sweet Apple Acres would even consider someone as flashy and adventurous as her to be a friend, let alone a partner. Would this mysterious farm pony see her as too different, too out of place amidst their tranquil lifestyle?

As her thoughts whirled, Rainbow Dash couldn't ignore the gnawing fear that perhaps her own high-flying aspirations to become a Wonderbolt and the exhilaration she sought in the skies would be incompatible with someone who seemed so grounded. She worried that her fast-paced lifestyle might overshadow the seasonal rhythm and earnestness of the farm pony's life. The contrast between their worlds seemed vast, and Rainbow Dash couldn't shake the nagging worry that her spontaneous nature and desire for adrenaline might be seen as frivolous by this enigmatic farm pony.

Yet, amidst the doubts and fears, there remained a flicker of hope. Rainbow Dash recognized that there was more to her than just her role as a weather pony. She knew that beneath her daring exterior, she possessed a loyalty and dedication that could potentially resonate with this unknown farm pony. Maybe, just maybe, their seemingly different worlds could find a harmonious balance. Perhaps this farm pony, with their own unique strengths and perspectives, would appreciate the passion and drive that fueled Rainbow Dash's every flight.

Rainbow shook her head to clear it. "Come on, Rainbow, you're the fastest flyer in Equestria! If you can't even work up the nerve to say hello, what kind of Wonderbolt wannabe are you?", she scolded herself pulling an especially severe turn that made her wings split the air with a loud crack.

She smashed through the low hanging clouds, and banked sharply. The hole allowed a shaft of sunlight to pierce down to the ground where it painted a brilliant halo around the pony down below. Rainbow briefly saw the golden glow of a beautiful mane and tail tied with scarlet ribbons before her curving ascent cut off the sight.

She turned her wings towards the remaining clouds that weren't going to clear themselves and sighed. It didn't seem possible that events would ever bring her together with the pony she was beginning to have a crush on. Better to just concentrate on getting her work done and then returning alone to her apartment in Cloudsdale.

Author's Note

I'd never got the great sense that RD was gay watching the show, but when reading how the fandom 'shipped her with AJ it made perfect sense.

When the final episode of the show made it clear that AJ and RD were lifelong partners it was such a sweet slice of life. We never got to see how they went from friends to lovers, but I thought it'd be fun to speculate about how they first noticed each other.

These two stories are my first steps into fan fiction, and as a middle aged man it feel faintly ridiculous. Good or bad, here it is FIM fans. Hopefully I'm not too close to anything that's been written before, but wouldn't be surprised if this theme's been covered elsewhere.

3 Wait, what... Fluttershy?

The rasping voice nearly made Fluttershy jump out of her skin, when there was a sudden exclamation from behind her.

"Oh my god, oh my god, on my god! Fluttershy, where have you been!"

Fluttershy turned to see a pair of wide magenta eyes staring at her from beneath a wild mane of rainbow-coloured hair. It was a pegasus she'd not seen since she was, well, a filly back in Cloudsdale. Here was an athletic young mare though, gracefully flapping her wings to hover a few shoulder's height overhead, whereas back then those colours had been the defining features of a very rebellious tomcolt. That seemed like such a long time ago, as her life had changed far more than she could ever have expected since she'd got her cutie mark.

"Goodness, Rainbow Dash?" Fluttershy's softer tones drifted back towards the excitable newcomer, "what are you doing in Ponyville?"

"What am I doing here?" Rainbow Dash spluttered, "what're you doing here? You just disappeared from Cloudsdale when we were fillies!"

"I live here," replied Fluttershy, simply, "have done since I was knocked off a cloud when we were foals."

Rainbow Dash looked at the small, crooked cottage where she had landed. It stood alone, several miles from Ponyville town on the edge of the Everfree Forest and seemed to be in a state of disrepair. There were animals of all kinds around the place, but no sign of other ponies anywhere. Was Fluttershy serious? How could a foal have possibly lived alone all that time ago? Had she grown up here, whilst Rainbow Dash went to school and then weather college? It was incredible.

"Woah, woah, woah… You've been here since you went missing from school?"

"Well yes," Fluttershy let her mane cover her face as she shuffled nervously under the other pony's gaze.

"But why didn't you come back to Cloudsdale?" asked the cyan pegasus, "no-pony knew what happened to you."

"I think you'd better come in," said Fluttershy softly, "it must've been a bit of a shock for everypony when I was lost."

She led the way into the little cottage, and gestured for Rainbow to follow her. After carefully folding her wings she followed the yellow pegasus inside. The cottage seemed comfortable, but was filled with critters and worn out furniture. The downstairs was split between a living area and a kitchen, with stairs leading up through the centre of the building. Fluttershy noted her companion's gaze and continued.

"These cute animals are the reason I'm here," she explained happily, "I found my special talent in caring for them."

"That's cool and all," frowned Rainbow Dash, "but it doesn't really explain why you just… vanished."

"Well, I found that I just love all kinds of critters," smiled Fluttershy, "and you just don't get them up in Cloudsdale. It's too high for most birds, even."

"But you didn't have to stay down here," protested the other pony, "you could've come home. It was just weird the way you were gone with nopony knowing what happened!"

"Oh, I wasn't strong enough to make the flight back up," explained the yellow pegasus, "so I had to find a way to live down here."

The enormity of this thought hit Rainbow Dash. Fluttershy was a little younger than her, but when she'd gone missing she'd been unusually tall for her age. Or perhaps gangly would have been a better description, as her legs had grown before the rest of her had filled out. She still had the same extremely long mane and tail, the former of which she used as a barrier to hide behind from the world. She hadn't had a cutie mark the last time they'd seen each other, though. It seemed unbelievable that this incredibly shy and timid pony had been living alone since she was a filly.

"How have you lived down here anyway?" asked Rainbow Dash, "I mean, food, bits and everything."

"Well no pony starves down here," replied Fluttershy, "it may not be fancy but we can always eat grass. That's not something you can say about cloud cities."

Rainbow Dash stared, slack-jawed, for a moment before composing herself. "You ate grass? Fluttershy... that's awful."

"That's what I did to start with, but then my friends," she gestured at the critters, "showed me how to forage for better food."

Rainbow's eyes and mouth seemed to be competing to see which could be wider open. She was amazed that any pegasus, let alone Fluttershy, could survive like that. The flying ponies had a very energetic metabolism, otherwise they wouldn't have the power to get airborne. Finding sufficient energy by gathering wild food wouldn't be easy for a grown pony, but at the time Fluttershy was just a filly.

"Wait, wait, wait… these critters showed you how?" Stammered Rainbow Dash incredulously, "they're just animals, 'shy!"

"To you maybe, but my special talent is talking with them," explained Fluttershy, with a little tone of admonishment in her voice, "to me they truly are friends who took care of me when I was in need."

"So how did you get this cottage?" Rainbow asked, looking around the ramshackle home.

"Oh yes. My friends helped me again, they led me to this abandoned cottage. I mean, I'm still fixing it up, but I like it here," the yellow pegasus explained.

"So you just, like, moved in? What about who owned it?"

"I don't think they're coming back," said Fluttershy quietly, "there's not much to know about who lived here. A few household items and some books on sewing, but apart from that nothing."

Rainbow considered this, "way out here I guess there aren't many ponies who are going to care."

"Yes, I'm left alone mostly," agreed Fluttershy, "unless someone needs my help."

"Wadda ya mean?" Asked the other pegasus.

"I help look after critters," said Fluttershy, "you know: grooming, healthcare, accomodation… that sort of thing. I make enough bits to get by, it's starting to get quite comfortable actually."

Rainbow Dash was amazed again by the resilience of her old classmate. As fearless and resourceful as the cyan pegasus was, she didn't think there was any way that she could've made a life for herself so far from her friends.

"But what about your family?" Asked Rainbow Dash, frowning.

Fluttershy smiled, "that's all ok now. I feel bad that my parents thought they'd lost me for so long, but I got a message to them eventually."

"Oh. I didn't know that," said Rainbow, "how?"

"Ditzy Doo lives in Ponyville," replied Fluttershy, "she works as a furniture mover. Anyway, she took a message to Cloudsdale for me."

"Woah, woah, woah… do you mean 'Derpy', the one with the, you know," exclaimed an astonished Rainbow Dash, gesturing at her face.

"Yes," replied Fluttershy with a sad look, "that one. She's really kind, I think she makes muffins for me sometimes. I find a basket of them on the doorstep from time to time."

"Wow, I haven't seen her around since she stopped competing in the junior flyers league," Dash seemed lost in her memories for a second, "so have you seen your folks?"

"Oh yes, they come and visit me when they can," Fluttershy replied, "when they're not taking care of Zephyr."

An awkward silence fell on the two pegasi. Rainbow Dash couldn't imagine what it must've been like for Fluttershy's family, because she must've been gone long enough for her to have aged sufficiently for her parents not to be able to simply take her home. It would have been years for Fluttershy to go from foal to filly.

Eventually the cyan pony spoke again, "so, any other classmates living here that I don't know about?"

"Not that I know of," replied Fluttershy with a shrug, "but I've made some other friends like Ophelia, Gummy and Winona."

"Pegasi, or other ponies?" Enquired Rainbow Dash, thinking they were some very odd names.

Fluttershy giggled, "oh no. Opalescence is a cat, Gummy is an alligator and Winona is a dog."

Rainbow Dash looked surprised at this, "are all the owners from Ponyville?"

"Rarity and Pinkie Pie are. Applejack is a farmer."

The word "farmer" immediately grabbed Rainbow's attention. There had to be plenty of farmers around here, but could that be the strong orange mare with the blond mane and tail that she'd been admiring since starting work over Ponyville? The orchard was also near the Everfree Forest, south of the town and relatively nearby to Fluttershy's cottage. Thinking about it though, "Applejack" didn't seem like the sort of name a mare would have. She suddenly realised that the yellow pegasus had asked a question that she'd completely missed whilst deep in these thoughts.

"Huh," asked Rainbow, "what was that?"

"Why are you in Ponyville," repeated Fluttershy, "do you have other friends here?"

"I got the weather pony job when the old one retired," explained Rainbow Dash, "so I've been flying back and forth from Cloudsdale to make sure the weather behaves."

"My goodness, that's a very serious job to have got straight away. Your parents must be very proud."

Rainbow looked uncomfortable and a little annoyed, was Fluttershy making fun of her? "Well, I don't see them much these days", she said, scowling.

"Oh no, have I upset you?"

"It's fine. Just my parents are so uncool and precious about everything," confessed Rainbow, "so I try not to tell them much about what's happening."

"But you're not living in Ponyville? That must be hard," said Fluttershy.

"A little yeah, but it's ok most days," agreed Rainbow, "it only really gets tough if some of those wild clouds from the Everfree try to stray over the town. They always take a lot of energy to deal with."

"You are very brave. I wouldn't fly around with those clouds."

"Yeah. I leave them alone if I can, but the orchard south of town is on the edge of the forest and needs to be watched pretty closely." Rainbow nearly blushed as thoughts of the pony that worked the orchards came to mind again. She'd spent a little too much time hidden in the clouds, spying on the young mare.

"That's Sweet Apple Acres," said Fluttershy, "it's really pretty."

"Sweet Apple Acres," asked Rainbow, "does Applejack work there?"

"Mm hm, I think she runs it with her brother, Big Mac," replied Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash's mind was racing; Fluttershy had said "she". Was this the earth pony she'd been crushing on? Just thinking about her made Rainbow Dash tingle with desire. Those fillyish freckles on that mare's muzzle and the pretty bows in her mane and tail that occupied Rainbow's thoughts as she drifted off to sleep each night. She wanted to ask so much more, but didn't want to make her interest obvious. She decided to play it cool, but resolved to find a way of finding out for sure before much more time had passed.

"Hey, it's been awesome running into you," Rainbow told the other pegasus, "but I've kinda got to go do my job."

"Oh, that's ok. You can stop by anytime to catch up, I don't go far," said Fluttershy.

The cyan pegasus was already squeezing through the door of the cottage. Once outside in the open she shook her wings out. With a wave to Fluttershy, who was now standing in the entrance, she shot up into the sky and headed towards the town. Fluttershy watched until her long lost friend disappeared over the tree line. She secretly made a wish that it wouldn't be long before seeing her again as, although she loved her critters, it had been many long and lonely years since she'd had a proper friend to talk with.

Author's Note

I hadn't intended to write anymore after the first two chapters, but I got some amazing feedback so felt like I should try to add some more. Hopefully this and the next chapter won't disappoint.

4 Y'all aren't from round here

Applejack pulled the old farm wagon up to the back door of Sugar Cube Corner. It was a lovely autumnal day in Ponyville and whilst it'd been a good workout, she hadn't gotten too hot and sweaty pulling the heavy load of apples all the way from Sweet Apple Acres. Even the stares of the colts she had passed hadn't been too annoying today. Maybe she was starting to understand why they looked. Given a chance she would happily stop and stare at that one pegasus which was the focus of her infatuation. She knocked on the door, and stood waiting for an answer whilst trying to banish those thoughts from her head.

A pink pony with a wildly curled mane and tail answered the door. She smiled broadly, took a deep breath and the did an overly exaggerated double take.

"Good afternoon, Miss," said Applejack, "Ah've got ya delivery from Sweet Apple Acres. Best o'the new harvest."

"Hello… not Big Mac," the pink pony smiled before suddenly switching through a variety of emotions, "where's Big Mac? Have you swapped jobs? Is he on holiday? Has he run away? Will we ever see him again?"

"Calm y'self missy, he's just a mite under the weather's all," explained Applejack, "lost his voice a couple days ago, or at least that's what we're reckoning. Never was one to go mentioning if he was feelin' unwell."

"Oh no, that's sooo sad for him," the pony's face fell, before immediately brightening up again, "those look delicious!"

"We always try our best for the Cakes," smiled Applejack, "are you workin' for them?"

"Why, yes I am! I'm Pinkie Pie, the new baker."

"Mighty pleased to meet ya, Miss Pie. I'm-"

"Your Applejack, Big Mac's told me all about you!" Pinkie beamed, as some steamers flew over Applejack's head.

"Sure." Applejack looked dubious as she brushed the paper strings off her hat, it was not like her brother would tell anypony about anything.

"You're as honest as the day is long and hardworking as a three legged tap dancer."

This made Applejack blush with embarrassment, although she also felt a swelling of pride in her chest. Her brother didn't often express his feelings, or any opinions at all. That he had spoken so highly of her on his visits to town was both a surprise and delight.

"Well that's mighty kind of him," she muttered at last, kicking at the ground and hiding her eyes under the brim of her hat, "y'all said you were the new baker?"

"Sure am! I was the apprentice but I like Ponyville so much I've decided to stay."

"Reckon you're not from round these parts though," replied Applejack thoughtfully, "are ya from the big city?"

"Why does everypony keep saying that?" Pinkie sighed, "I grew up on a rock farm."

"Hey, that's quite a change of career," mused the brown earth pony with a chuckle, "y'all specialising in rock cakes?"

"I do marble cakes and mud pies too!" Pinkie grinned at her puns.

Applejack couldn't help but smile back. The other pony had such a joyful demeanour that it was hard not to be charmed by her playful nature. In contrast, life on the orchard was so serious that she felt a little bit jealous. To stop those thoughts Applejack brought the conversation back to the business at hand, addressing the apples as a sommelier might talk about fine wines.

"Ah've brought some Bramleys, that'll be good for pies'n'applesauce," she pointed at the various crates on the wagon, "the Gala are going to be good for apple cake and for a strudel use the-"

They were interrupted by the sound of a bell tinkling, back in the shop.

"Sounds like a customer," said Pinkie, "I'll be back in two shakes of a colt's tail!"

Suddenly alone by the door, Applejack started unloading the crates of fruit from the wagon. The new baker was certainly an odd character, but it was hard not to like her. The murmured conversation drifted out of the shop, and she could hear Pinkie's distinctive high voice mixing with an altogether different one. The customer she was speaking to had a rasp to their voice, slightly deep but somehow Applejack got the feeling that it belonged to a mare. It certainly wasn't anyone she knew from Ponyville or the surrounding area.

"Sorry about the interruption," called out Pinkie Pie as she made her way to the back door.

"No need to 'pologise, Sugarcube," replied Applejack, "ah know business is important."

"That was Rainbow Dash, just refuelling for her return to Cloudsdale."

Applejack jumped with surprise. Anypony going to Cloudsdale was a pegasus, and could this be the weather pony she'd been crushing on? She quickly stepped back into the alley, and only just managed to glimp that familiar rainbow tail flashing overhead. She let out a little moan, thinking once more about grabbing it in her teeth and pulling the flying pony down into her embrace.

"The bakin' at Sugar Cube Corner is nice an' all," she pondered, "but Cloudsdale's a long trip for a snack."

Pinkie Pie nodded. "That'd be silly! She works in Ponyville."

"I see, an' might she be the local weather pony then?" Applejack tried to sound as light as possible.

"She sure is," confirmed Pinkie, "you must've seen her though, she's kinda eye-catching with the rainbows and all."

"Mmm hmm, she sure is," agreed Applejack with a sigh, before quickly adding, "Ah spend so much time in the orchards so ah see just about everything."

Applejack couldn't believe how much her heart was hammering. Surely the other pony would be able to hear it. To be able to put a name, and a voice, to that beautiful mare was something she had longed to do for months now.

"Erm, does this Rainbow Dash come here often?" She tried to sound casual.

"Oh you betcha," Pinkie answered, "she burns off so much energy chasing clouds that she needs a little boost to get her home. Sometimes she stays for a coffee and something sweet, but today she's rushing off to see the Wonderbolts."

"The Wonderbolts? Those fancy fliers that do shows?", Asked Applejack, "ah wonder why a weather pony would wanna watch that."

"I guess you could ask her," Pinkie got a quizzical look on her face, "would you like to?"

"What? No! I mean, sure, if'n she happened to be around I'd be, erm, happy to meet her."

Now Pinkie looked at Applejack for an uncomfortably long time. The farm pony swallowed noisily as sweat started trickling down her face. She felt like she'd have to blurt out the truth about her infatuation with this filly that she'd never even met.

"Okey dokey wokey then," Pinkie said at last, with a bright grin, "turns out there's a couple of old school friends of hers living around here."

Applejack leaned forwards, her interest evident, "is that a fact? Feels like a mighty small kingdom sometimes. Anypony ah'd've met?"

"Well there's Ditzy Doo. She's a grey pegasus with a blond mane and fun eyes. Wants to be a post-pony but works as a furniture mover."

"Don' rightly think ah'd've met her," said Applejack, her muzzle scrunched up in concentration.

"Oh, I think you'd remember if you had," exclaimed Pinkie, "the other one actually lives not that far from your orchard."

"Really? The only pony that ah know of round there that ain't kith and kin is that pegasus that looks like she'd jump right outta her skin if a ladybug said boo."

"That's the one… Fluttershy," said Pinkie, "she looks after my alligator when I'm busy."

"Well shoot, she grooms mah lil doggy Winona," explained Applejack. "That Fluttershy's as timid as a mouse sneakin' 'round a barn full of cats but she sure has a gift with the critters... Erm, wait a second… did you say alligator? Nope, nevermind. So Fluttershy went to school with this Rainbow Dash? They seem so opposite ta each other."

"I guess, but I've got three sisters and we're all different," explained Pinkie, "so it's not so wild that fillies who went to school together could be mixed."

"True 'nuff ah suppose, agreed Applejack, "been mighty nice talkin' to ya but time ah was heading back."

"Well it was super duper nice to meet you too, Applejack! Tell Big Mac to get well soon!"

Waving as she went, Applejack's mind spun with all she'd learnt. Not only did she now know the lovely, athletic pony's name but she also had an idea what she sounded like. Rainbow Dash, her name was both feminine and powerful like its owner. In a flash Applejack was daydreaming about fur, feathers and firm muscles again.

She suddenly felt that it'd be a good time to give Winona a little pampering. A visit to Rainbow Dash's old school friend would be just what her dog needed, and if they got talking and things turned towards her younger days in Cloudsdale then that'd be just swell too.

5 A Young Rainbow Falls

In the heat of a radiant mid-afternoon, Sweet Apple Acres emanated a serene warmth that enveloped the sprawling orchard. Sunbeams bathed the landscape, casting a golden hue upon the lush greenery and playful shadows beneath the boughs of the apple trees. The air carried a gentle breeze, whispering through the leaves and carrying with it the sweet scent of ripened fruit.

Amidst this idyllic scene, Applejack made her way through the south orchard. Each step scuffed the soft earth beneath her hooves, releasing a faint aroma of fertile soil. The tall grasses swayed gently as if dancing to an unseen melody, while the distant chirping of birds provided a harmonious soundtrack to Applejack's journey.

The apple trees, heavy with plump, ripe fruits, stood as proud sentinels, their branches extending towards the sky. The vibrant apples, catching the sunlight, were jewels of natural sweetness. Applejack's keen eyes surveyed the branches, assessing the bountiful harvest that awaited in the days to come.

As she made her way back towards the farmhouse, a sense of tranquillity embraced Applejack. The warm light painted her freckled face with a gentle radiance, and a contented smile graced her lips. The familiar sights and sounds of Sweet Apple Acres were the most comforting thing that she could think of. In this moment, Applejack felt the harmony of nature and the abundance of her family's land. There wasn't anywhere else in the whole of Equestria that she wanted to be.

Suddenly she was alerted to something that didn't belong. A flash of colour amongst the trees away from the path. What was it? Those colours were only seen during Zap Apple season, and that wasn't due again until next year. This was something dangling from the branches of a tree, like a brightly hued snake. She only ever saw grass snakes around the orchard, and they were usually dull earth tones.

She left the path and cut through the trees to get a closer look. Maybe it was some kind of streamer? It was attached to something round and blue. Maybe one of Pinkie Pie's balloons got loose and ended up tangled in the tree. Well, she couldn't leave it there where it might end up hurting a critter.

She got a little closer and could hear a low, breathy kind of sound. Suddenly her brain made sense of what she was looking at. A gasp escaped her lips as she could now comprehend what she was seeing.

There was a pony, asleep, in one of her trees.

Not just any pony though. The pegasus that controlled the weather over Ponyville was nestled upon a branch, basking in the gentle embrace of warm afternoon sunlight which dappled her through the leaves. Applejack had heard that the flying ponies were light, but she hadn't realised just how light they must be. If she'd climbed up into the tree like that, the branch would've just snapped off underneath her. This pony though, was apparently resting comfortably with the apples.

Without thinking Applejack sat down. She knew it wasn't polite to be watching this pony whilst she slept, but she couldn't help but stare. The sun's golden rays caressed the pegasus's toned body, accentuating the contours of her athletic form in a mesmerising display, and highlighting the sculpted muscles that spoke of her agility and strength. Applejack couldn't help but appreciate the beauty in her physique, with its startling juxtaposition of delicacy and power.

The soft breeze gently ruffled her colourful mane, painting dancing shadows across the peaceful expression on her face. Applejack drank in the sight of that vibrant coat and the soft plumage of her wings. Her gaze lingered, savouring the sight of this pony peacefully resting upon her slender perch. Never having seen the flyer so close she was desperate to commit as much of what she saw to memory as possible.

Finally Applejack's eyes took in that brightly striped tail as it gently swayed in the breeze. She willed herself to be rooted to the spot. Right in that instant, she felt a nearly overwhelming urge to smell it, to run it over her hoof, to pull it. Get a grip Applejack, she scolded herself, what's the matter with ya?

At that moment the gentle breeze, which had given such a soothing swaying motion to the branches, just happened to run some leaves across the sleeping pony's nose.

"Ah, ah, achooo… Woah!"

With a scrabble of hooves followed by a loud thump, the pegasus dropped from her precarious bed to the ground below. She quickly sat up with a very embarrassed look on her face, clearly hoping that nopony saw what had happened. Then her eyes met Applejack's. Both ponies sat frozen almost nose to nose, their gazes locked in a mix of surprise and self-conscious awkwardness.

Rainbow Dash's usually confident magenta eyes widened with a touch of embarrassment, as if realising the predicament she had found herself in. Her expression flickered with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, uncertain how Applejack would react to her presence.

Applejack's sparkling green eyes mirrored the surprise, momentarily taken aback by the suddenly intimate encounter. Her gaze held a flicker of concern, tinged with a hint of amusement. She studied Rainbow Dash, trying to discern if she was hurt or simply caught off guard.

In the silence that enveloped them, their eyes remained locked, a silent exchange seeming to dare one of them to speak. The tension between them seemed to grow, each pony unsure how to break the ice.

Eventually, a shy smile tugged at the corners of Rainbow Dash's lips, a glimmer of her playful spirit shining through. Applejack's gaze softened, a hint of a smile forming as well, as she recognized the shared vulnerability of that moment.

"Erm, hi," stammered Rainbow Dash. Oh, great opener, she chastised herself, way to make an awesome first impression.

"Hello yerself Missy," replied Applejack, "if ya' going to take a break in mah apple trees, ya oughta do it in the North Orchard. We get timberwolves in the South one, sometimes. Ya don't wanna meet one of them when y'all asleep."

"Okay, that's awesome to know," said Rainbow, sheepishly, "sorry for trespassing."

"No harm done, ah guess," said the farm pony, "unless ya count that."

Rainbow Dash looked to where the other pony was pointing, she had a nasty looking cut on her side from where she'd landed on a rock.

"C'mon back ta the house," said Applejack, "let's get that cleaned up."

They started walking together towards the farmhouse in the distance. There was an uncomfortable silence as each was wracking their minds for conversational openings. It was Applejack who spoke first this time, having noticed that the pegasus was walking with a limp.

"Ya gone an' made herself lame too?" She asked.

"No biggie," assured Rainbow Dash, "just landed awkwardly on it when I, erm, fell."

"Well, no problem. There's a farmer's way of dealing with it when somepony goes lame," Applejack comforted her, "you jus' head behind the barn and I'll git Granny Smith's shotgun."

The cyan pegasus stopped in her tracks and stared at her companion.

"Wait what? No, no ,no, I'm alright," she stammered.

"Ahup, ahup, ahup," laughed Applejack, "got y'all!"

The shocked expression on the pegasus's face slowly changed to a grin, her heart racing a little faster as she saw that radiant smile illuminate Applejack's face again. As Applejack's laughter filled the air, Rainbow Dash couldn't help but be captivated by the happy sound that seemed to echo with genuine joy and warmth.

The way Applejack's eyes crinkled at the corners when she laughed, the way her whole body seemed to sway with mirth, it was like witnessing a mesmerising dance of happiness. Rainbow Dash's eyes traced every line and curve, her own lips instinctively curling into a smile in response to Applejack's infectious laughter.

Rainbow Dash found herself almost spellbound by Applejack's magnetic charm, and wished that moment would last forever. It wasn't just the laughter that drew her in; it was the authenticity behind it. The way Applejack embraced laughter with such unapologetic enthusiasm, radiating a natural confidence and strength, was simply irresistible to Rainbow Dash.

As Applejack's hearty chuckles subsided, Rainbow Dash's gaze lingered on Applejack's features—the way her freckles danced across her nose, the way her mane gracefully flowed over her shoulder. Every detail seemed to enhance Applejack's allure, solidifying the growing attraction that Rainbow Dash felt.

"So whatcha doing, sleeping up that tree anyhows?" Asked the farmer, snapping the pegasus back to the present moment.

"I'm your weather pony, and I had to clear out some feral clouds that had floated in from Everfree this morning. It always takes a lot of energy when I have to deal with wild clouds, and there were no regular ones to nap on so I tried one of your trees," explained Rainbow Dash.

"Ah surely have seen ya going about ya business, an' it looks mighty tiring. Pinkie Pie was tellin' me that ya oftentimes need to refuel before heading home," said Applejack conversationally, "y'all don't live in Ponyville do ya."

"Erm, no. It's really nice in Ponyville but I'm not sure that I'm ready to leave Cloudsdale. Is this your farm?" Enquired Rainbow, pretending that she didn't know who the earth pony was.

"This here is Sweet Apple Acres, mah family's farm," said Applejack, "Ah'm Applejack. Y'all are called Rainbow Dash, if I'm not mistaken."

A surge of joy washed over Rainbow Dash as she discovered that this charming and attractive pony already knew her name before their very first meeting. A wide smile adorned her face, reflecting the sheer delight and surprise that illuminated her vibrant magenta eyes. She felt like there was a burst of colourful fireworks lighting up her heart and soaring through her being.

Wanting to keep this conversation going, she went through everything she knew about the earth pony. It felt like everything she'd learnt had been by spying from the clouds, and that would just make her sound like an obsessive creep. Then she recalled what she'd heard from her recent surprise reunion with an old friend.

"So, erm, Applejack," the cyan pegasus said, "Fluttershy was telling me that she looks after your dog sometimes."

"That filly that looks like she's scared of her own shadow? Yeah, she sure does", confirmed Applejack, "You two are friends?"

"I knew her at school, but we lost contact," confirmed Rainbow, "I was surprised to find her in Ponyville. It super weird but there's another pony I kinda knew as a foal in town too."

"Your friend there's not really in Ponyville," mused Applejack, "she's been in that ol' cottage out past the cow barn 'bout as long as I can remember."

"Yeah, she… left Cloudsdale a long time ago."

"Oh, and how'd she come to be living all by herself out there?" Asked the earth pony.

"You'll never believe what happened," Rainbow shook her head, "it's a long story…"

As they approached the farmhouse, Rainbow Dash's heart fluttered with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty as she looked forward to having Applejack tend to the cut on her side. The thought of Applejack's caring touch ignited a subtle blush on Rainbow Dash's cheeks, acknowledging the potential intimacy of the moment that awaited them.

With each rapid beat of her heart, Rainbow Dash imagined the tenderness in Applejack's touch as she would delicately clean and dress the wound. She envisioned the close proximity, the exciting vulnerability of allowing this virtual stranger into her personal space.

As the anticipation built, Rainbow Dash felt warmed by a mixture of curiosity and gratitude. She was grateful for Applejack's willingness to help, to extend a gesture of care to someone she barely knew. She could almost feel the warmth of Applejack's presence, the touch on the contours of her side. The prospect of being tended to by this young filly, was something she'd happily crash down onto a pile of rocks for again.

"Quite ya yammering an' hold still," Granny Smith scolded, "this hogweed'll clean ya right up. Sting a lil' though."

Rainbow Dash wriggled as the old pony rubbed more of the stinking concoction into her side. She could see Applejack watching them, trying to hide how much she was giggling behind her hat.

Oh Celestia this isn't what I wanted, thought Rainbow Dash, I still think it was worth it.

Author's Note

Yeah, added another chapter to this "complete" story. Maybe got one more to do

6 Together, at last

"Yes Ah'm sure," said Applejack, rolling her eyes, "now yer my marefriend you don't have to sleep on the couch no more."

Applejack led Rainbow Dash up the staircase, their hooves tapping through the quiet hallway. A warm and gentle smile adorned Applejack's face as she guided Rainbow Dash towards her bedroom after their first official date as a couple. The soft glow of the hallway lights illuminated their path, casting a comforting ambiance around them as they quietly slipped past Sweetie Bell's room.

"Cool, I mean I really want to, you know," whispered Rainbow Dash, "but it just feels like so much is happening now."

"Well, ah reckon that nothing is threatening Equestria at this exact moment, so ya can stay the night!"

As they reached the door to Applejack's bedroom they paused momentarily, their gazes locking for a heartbeat that spoke volumes without a single word. It was a silent understanding, a shared acknowledgement of the significance of this moment between them.

"C'mon Dash, how many years have we been friends? Ah mean, you and me have known each other since way before Twilight rolled into town," Applejack teased to lighten the moment.

With a gentle push, the earth pony opened the door. The room radiated with welcoming character, bursting rustic charm as she invited Rainbow Dash into her personal sanctuary.

Rainbow Dash felt a flutter of anticipation as she stepped into the room, her eyes taking in the subtle details that reflected Applejack's personality. The cozy quilt draped over the bed, the wooden furniture adorned with simple elegance—it all spoke of a home filled with love and authenticity.

Rainbow Dash sighed, "I know AJ, it just feels like everything's changed so fast in the last couple of days."

Applejack hung her hat on a peg that was attached to the back of the door before closing it. She crossed the floor and gently sat on the edge of the bed. "Too fast for you?" Chuckled the earth pony, "when does that happen!"

The Pegasus suddenly looked shy and vulnerable. Shrugging she raised her eyes to meet her friend's, seemingly unsure of what to do or say. Applejack slipped beneath the covers of her inviting bed, her body nestling into the softness of the lace-edged sheets. As she settled into the warmth and comfort of her haven, she extended a gentle gesture, inviting Rainbow Dash to join her personal space. With a mixture of anticipation and a touch of nervousness, Rainbow Dash met Applejack's gaze. With a soft smile, she folded her wings and slipped into the bed beside Applejack, feeling the warmth of their bodies drawing closer.

They settled in together, side by side. It maybe wasn't quite as comfortable as Rainbow Dash's cloud bed, but she wasn't at all concerned. Applejack wouldn't actually be able to sleep in a bed made of water vapour like a pegasus could, but Rainbow thought that getting Applejack to spend a night away from the farm for anything less than an apocalyptic threat to Equestria was unlikely.

"I know," sighed Rainbow, "but you've no idea how long I've wanted to be with you."

"Huh, we've been together plenty o' times," said Applejack playfully.

"Not like this AJ," protested the pegasus, "it's so different. I… I can…"

"What darling?" Applejack pushed herself up on one foreleg to look at her lover, evidently concerned at the other pony's sudden reticence.

Rainbow Dash paused, searching for the words. She didn't often talk about her feelings, and this was going a little tougher than she had thought it would.

"It's like I can look at you. I mean really look at you the way I want to, and not hide my feelings in case you catch me. Let you know how I feel about you with my eyes because… I thought you were the most awesome looking filly from the first moment I saw you."

Applejack's eyebrows and voice raised in surprise, "You did?"

"Sure, even from the clouds above the orchard I could see that you were the most amazing pony," continued the pegasus, now seemingly determined to say what she needed to, "I was desperate to catch any glimpses of you as I worked."

Applejack's forelegs gently encircled Rainbow Dash, providing a warm and protective embrace. Rainbow Dash nestled her head against Applejack's chest, finding solace in the steady rhythm of her heartbeat, which created a soothing and comforting ambiance against the rapid cadence of her own.

"Oh, Rainbow, ah felt it too," whispered Applejack, "Ah've had a crush on you ever since you started working in Ponyville."

"You have?"

"Surely. Seeing you for the first time plum took mah breath away," confessed the earth pony, "and it din't get any easier when ah first spoke to you."

"I remember," said Rainbow Dash, "you were so kind that first time."

Both ponies lay silently for a moment, lost in the memory of that long past day. So much had happened since that time. Two young fillies had grown into strong mares, who'd faced terrible danger time and again, but had been too scared to reveal their feelings for each other.

"Ah was mighty jealous when Granny Smith got to clean you up that day," smiled Applejack.

"Yeah, I wished that it was you taking care of me for so long," sighed Rainbow Dash, "I… I… It just felt like… we were being watched the whole time."

The pegasus sighed and buried her face in Applejack's chest, feeling embarrassment over how crazy she was sounding. The earth pony made soothing sounds and held her friend closely. Before the moment could get too anxious for Rainbow Dash, her friend spoke.

"Ah know what you mean. It's been downright awful feeling like I've had to hide my crush on you too. Feels like so much time lost, when you could've been my filly."

Applejack felt the tension melt from her friend's body. It seemed that the pegasus had been carrying a heavy emotional load for so long, that she was finally free of her burden and could relax.

"Of all the things I've done," said Rainbow Dash, "nothing has made me happier than today."

"You know, Sugar Cube," said Applejack, "this evening was everything ah was wishing for too. Ah love you Rainbow Dash."

Applejack couldn't believe she'd said it, but the words had just come as if they decided it was time. She felt a shiver of fear as the pony held in her forelegs gasped and turned to look up at her. The normally brash blue flyer had tears glistening in her eyes.

"I love you to AJ," replied Rainbow Dash, "it's so cool being able to say that."

"Ya can tell me every day," smiled Applejack, happy tears coming to her eyes too, " ah won't get tired of hearing it."

The earth pony rubbed her cheek softly against Rainbow Dash's brightly coloured mane. "Ah've always been obsessed with your mane and tail. 'Specially your tail," she confessed quietly, "and ah've never stopped wanting to touch it."

"Oooh, that's why you grab it every chance you get," exclaimed Rainbow Dash, her eyes wide, "you're a total tail pervert."

"Why not? Y'all a fine piece 'o tail, Rainbow Dash!"

"Now you can have it any time you like," smiled the pegasus contentedly.

"Ah'm never gonna want to let go," stayed Applejack.

"Well, you got me all to yourself for a couple of days," smiled Rainbow Dash, "I'm off the weather rota for a bit."

"Yeah? That'll be sweeter than pie," replied Applejack, "but farm life don't wait for no pony. Gotta be attending to mah chores."

"I'll help, and we can spend the evenings together," suggested Rainbow Dash.

"Nights too, Sugar Cube. If'n ya want to."

"That'd be awesome. Apart from I've got a Wonderbolt thing next week in Canterlot", said Rainbow Dash, "so it'll be pretty late if I do sleep here."

”That's ok, Sugar Cube," her Marefriend reassured her, "reckon ah'd rather have you here, even if that does mean sneaking in, in the middle o' the night."

Both ponies relaxed, the conversation nearly done for the day. Applejack turned to look into Rainbow's eyes.

"When do you think we should tell the other fillies?" She asked, suddenly serious.

"I don't know AJ," replied her marefriend, "do you think they might be able to tell already? Are they going to be ok with us, being us?"

"Aw, don't ya fret," assured the earth pony, "we coped with some pretty big changes, like Twilight sprouting wings… and godlike powers."

"Yeah, I guess. It can't be any weirder than Rarity launching her fetishwear label."

They both paused, remembering the surprising turn of events when Rarity launched a new business venture. They exchanged glances, recalling the moment when Rarity unveiled her collection. The expressions of shock and astonishment that crossed their faces on that day, as they struggled to reconcile the elegant and refined Rarity with the bold and daring designs she had created. Then they had all rallied round RaRa (as the new label was called) and accepted this new part of their friend's identity.

"Honestly," smiled Applejack, "Ah'm more worried that Pinkie Pie might come bursting out from under these blankets with her party cannon at any second!"

With a giggle the pegasus pony beside her started wriggling down under the bedclothes. Her rainbow coloured mane being the last thing to disappear beneath the cosy blankets.

"No crazy party ponies down here," came a muffled voice, its owner diving ever deeper down into the bed.

"Quite yer horsin' around Dash," scolded the sleepy Applejack, "whatcha think y'all doin' down there?"

Without replying, the giggling Pegasus worked her way towards Applejack's haunches. The earth pony's expression shifted from one of mock annoyance to one of surprise as she relaxed back on the pillows.

"Woah nelly… oh no, sugar cube, don't stop."

7 Wedding Belles

Rainbow Dash stood by the window of Fluttershy’s cottage, her wings tucked neatly at her sides. The early morning light filtered in through the glass, casting a soft glow across her cyan coat and multicoloured mane. Her gaze was fixed on the horizon, where the first hints of daylight were just starting to colour the sky. For once, her usual restlessness seemed absent, her expression calm, almost serene.

Behind her, the gentle creak of wooden stairs broke the quiet. Fluttershy, still rubbing sleep from her eyes, trotted down into the living room. She yawned softly, offering a warm, sleepy smile to the figure at the window. “You’re up early,” she said, her voice gentle as always. “I thought after last night’s party, you’d be sleeping in for sure.”

Rainbow Dash turned, her magenta eyes bright with amusement. She chuckled, stretching her wings slightly. “Nah, I didn’t have too many ciders. Wanted to keep my head clear.” Her smile widened, a hint of playfulness in her tone. “Can’t have a hangover slowing me down on the big day, right?”

Fluttershy stepped closer, her sky blue eyes soft with affection as she studied her oldest friend. “You’ve really matured, Rainbow,” she said quietly. “I remember a time when you wouldn’t have thought twice about partying all night and dealing with the consequences in the morning.” There was a teasing warmth in her voice, but beneath it genuine pride.

Rainbow chuckled, her wings twitching at the compliment. “Yeah, well…” She gave a playful shrug, her smirk widening. Her gaze shifted to where her Wonderbolts formal uniform was folded over the back of a chair. “Guess I had to grow up sometime. Gonna be a married pony soon, after all.” Her words held a mix of humour and quiet awe, as if she was still wrapping her head around the fact. Quietly she added, “Today… I'm getting married today.”

Fluttershy giggled, the sound soft and soothing. “It suits you,” she replied, her voice carrying that gentle, reassuring tone she always had. “And last night was such a fun reminder of how far we’ve all come,” she added, shifting the conversation back to the memories of the bachelorette party. “You and Pinkie really know how to make an evening… unforgettable.”

Rainbow’s smile softened, and she turned her eyes back to the window. There was something different about her today, something quieter. “Yeah, it was great,,” she agreed, her voice low, almost thoughtful. “Even if Pinkie had to be at two parties in the same evening. But, y’know, it’s weird… I thought I’d feel more nervous about today. But I’m not. I just feel… I’m ready.” She glanced over at Fluttershy, who had settled onto the couch, watching her friend with curious eyes.

“I guess I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” Rainbow continued, her tone losing its usual bravado. “Applejack and I… we’ve been through so much together. Now it just feels like the next step, y’know?”

Fluttershy smiled warmly, seeing the rare softness in her friend. “That’s how you know it’s right,” she said quietly.

Light filtered through draped curtains, casting a gentle glow over the Carousel Boutique’s guest room. Applejack stirred beneath silk sheets, blinking as she woke. The room felt unfamiliar—so much more elegant than the farmhouse she was used to—but there was a comforting stillness to it, a sense of calm before the whirlwind day ahead.

Rarity was already awake, of course. Applejack could hear the faint clatter of magic at work in the other room, followed by Rarity’s hushed humming as she fussed over the final details for the day. With a contented sigh, Applejack rolled out of the bed, stretching her legs and smoothed her tousled mane with a hoof.

As she made her way into the boutique’s main room, she found Rarity levitating a dozen fabrics and accessories, clearly deep in concentration. “Mornin’, sugarcube,” Applejack greeted, her voice still gravelly with sleep.

Rarity looked up from her work, her eyes lighting up. “Applejack, darling! Good morning! I trust you slept well? You went out like a light, after the spa yesterday.”

Applejack chuckled as she rubbed her eyes. “Slept better than Ah thought Ah would in that fancy guest bed of yours. Kinda miss mah own, but it was mighty comfortable.”

Rarity smiled, setting aside her fabrics. “Well, I’m glad to hear that! Today’s the big day, and we have a lot to do. But don’t you worry—I’ll have you looking absolutely stunning by the time we’re through.”

Applejack smiled warmly and stretched again. “Don’t think Ah need too much fussin’, but Ah’m in your hooves.”

Rarity giggled, waving a hoof dismissively as she moved toward the gown hanging neatly on a mannequin. “It’s not fussing, darling. It’s making sure everything is perfect. Now, let’s get you some breakfast before getting into your dress.”

As Applejack approached, she laid her eyes on the dress Rarity had designed specifically for her. The gown was simple yet elegant, a perfect blend of Applejack’s down-to-earth nature and Rarity’s refined taste. Subtle embroidery of apple blossoms lined the edges, with a delicate floral pattern woven into the fabric—a nod to Sweet Apple Acres.

Applejack’s eyes softened as she ran a hoof over the material. “Ya really outdid yourself, Rarity. Ah never thought Ah’d be wearin’ somethin’ this fancy, but it still feels like… me.”

Rarity smiled warmly, her pride evident in her eyes as she levitated a tray with coffee and pancakes over to Applejack. “That’s because it is you, darling. A wedding dress should always reflect who you are, not who others expect you to be. I wanted you to feel beautiful, but still like yourself.”

Applejack nodded, a smile tugging at her lips. “You sure nailed it, Rarity. Ah never was one for dreamin’ of mah wedding day but… its perfect.” She hesitated for a moment, then added softly, “Thank ya, Rarity. For all of this. I mean it.”

Rarity waved a hoof dismissively, even though her eyes shimmered with warmth. “Oh, darling, think nothing of it! I am the Element of Generosity, after all. It’s practically my duty to make sure my friends look fabulous!”

Applejack chuckled, shaking her head fondly. “Always modest.”

Rarity winked. “Modesty may not be my strongest suit, but seeing you so happy? That’s more than enough for me.”

Before Applejack could respond, Rarity’s eyes widened, and she sprang into action. “Oh my stars! We have only four hours until the ceremony! Come, sit!” she said, ushering Applejack to a plush seat in front of the mirrors. “That’s barely enough time to do your makeup, style your mane, and your tail!” Her voice took on a dramatic flair as her horn lit up, pulling a tray of beauty products closer.

Applejack chuckled, settling into the chair as Rarity fluttered around her. “Ya sure do like cuttin’ it close, don’t ya?”

“Applejack, darling, this is hardly a laughing matter! Four hours is practically a blink of an eye when it comes to bridal preparation. Now hold still while I work my magic.”

Rarity’s focus became laser-sharp as she began styling Applejack’s mane, each brushstroke meticulous. “We’ll keep things simple and elegant, just like your dress. You’re going to be the most radiant bride Ponyville has ever seen.”

Applejack grinned. “Don’t know about all that, but if anypony can make me look good, it’s you.”

Rarity smirked. “Oh, I’m not making you look good, darling. You already are good. I’m simply enhancing your natural beauty.”

The sun was shining bright over Sweet Apple Acres, its golden rays spilling over the apple trees and casting long shadows on the ground. The barn, decorated with garlands of flowers and ribbons, was abuzz with quiet anticipation as the wedding preparations neared their conclusion.

Rainbow Dash stood outside the entrance, her eyes flicking up toward the clear blue sky as Princess Twilight Sparkle approached her, a warm smile on her face.

"Thanks again, Twilight, for doing this," Rainbow said, turning her attention back to the alicorn. “I mean, you’ve got a lot going on being the princess and all, but it really means a lot that you’re the one performing the vows.”

Twilight smiled, her eyes softening. “Are you kidding? I’m honoured, Rainbow. You and Applejack are two of my oldest friends. Being a part of your special day is something I wouldn’t miss for anything.”

Rainbow Dash rubbed the back of her neck, her usual bravado softening for just a moment. “Yeah, I can't wait.”

Before Twilight could respond, Spike hurried up, nearly tripping over his tail in his excitement. Rainbow couldn’t help but notice how much the young dragon had grown—now standing as tall as her. His voice had deepened, giving him a maturity that clashed a little with the excitement in his eyes, and Rainbow knew it was only a matter of time before he’d be towering over her.

“Rainbow! Twilight! The bride—uh, I mean the other bride—is on her way! You two better get ready,” Spike said, still sounding youthful despite his deeper voice .

Rainbow Dash straightened, her frown creasing as she looked toward the horizon. “Thanks, Spike. But, uh, there’s just one thing I gotta handle first.”

Without another word, she spread her wings and launched herself into the air, the wind catching beneath her as she shot up into the sky. Twilight and Spike followed her gaze, spotting a single white cloud that had drifted over from the Everfree Forest, marring the otherwise perfect blue expanse.

“Of course,” Twilight said with a knowing smile.

Rainbow sped toward the cloud, her wings cutting powerfully through the air. With a sharp twist, she bucked the rogue plume, sending it scattering into harmless wisps.

Satisfied, she hovered for a moment, gazing out over the orchard below. Her eyes softened as she spotted the gathering of ponies, the decorations, the place where she would soon be standing next to Applejack.

With a final, contented sigh, she flipped through a backwards loop and zoomed back down to the ground, landing gracefully next to Twilight. “All clear,” she said, grinning.

Twilight chuckled. “You never change.”

Rainbow shrugged, her grin widening. “Weather pony forever!”

The barn was filled with the buzz of excited whispers and the warmth of familiar faces. On one side, the extended Apple family took up several rows, their familiar red and yellow hues dotting the seats. Cousins, aunts, uncles—all had gathered to witness this special day. On the other side, the Pies sat neatly, helping to fill the spaces left by Rainbow Dash’s smaller family. Pinkie Pie's sisters—Maud, Limestone, and Marble—sat quietly, their expressions ranging from stoic to subtly amused, while Pinkie herself bounded up and down the aisle, ushering latecomers into their seats.

Among the crowd were other familiar faces: Ponyville’s residents, including Mayor Mare, and even a few faces from Cloudsdale and Canterlot. Everypony had come together to celebrate the union of two of Equestria’s most beloved ponies.

At the end of the aisle, Rainbow Dash stood, her wings twitching at her sides as she tried to appear cool and collected. But the closer the moment came, the harder it was to ignore the nervous flutter in her chest. She locked her eyes on the barn doors, waiting.

Then, they swung open.

Big Mac walked his sister down the aisle, proud and composed. Applejack’s mane was braided with flowers, her simple wedding dress draped perfectly to highlight her figure. Behind them, the Cutie Mark Crusaders followed in step, each one smiling brightly as they scattered flower petals along the path.

As soon as Rainbow saw her bride-to-be, her wings shot up—springing out rigidly from her sides. Applejack caught Rainbow’s gaze, her green eyes soft and sparkling. As soon as Rainbow met that look her face flushed, and she bit down on her lip, trying desperately to force them down, but her traitorous wings weren’t cooperating.

“How ya doin’, sugarcube?” Applejack whispered, her voice gentle but amused as she stepped up to Rainbow.

Rainbow stammered, her heart pounding. “I... uh... wow, you look... you look beautiful.” Her voice wavered as she tried to keep her cool, but the reaction of her wings told a different story.

Applejack’s grin widened. “Well, thank ya kindly, Dash,” she said, her tone teasing as her eyes travelled over her partner, “Y’all looking mighty fine too.”

Twilight Sparkle, standing at the front, glanced over at Rainbow and noticed the display, but her smile only grew. She cleared her throat, addressing the gathered ponies. “With all of our friends and family here to witness this union, we’re ready to begin the ceremony... unless anyone has something to say.”

Rainbow, still trying to compose herself, shifted slightly, forcing one wing down, then the other, though they still twitched. The moment was almost enough to take her mind off her nerves—almost.

From the front row, Granny Smith hollered, “It’s about time somepony made an honest pony outta that mare!”

Applejack chuckled, shaking her head. “Granny, Ah pretty sure that Ah’m plenty honest already.”

Granny Smith waved her hoof. “I meant the other one!”

The barn filled with laughter, even as Rainbow’s wings began to settle back into place. Her cheeks flushed, but this time she managed to relax, her hooves still holding tightly onto Applejack’s with a tremble that only the farmer knew was there.

Twilight chuckled softly and then composed herself once more, her smile gentle as she began the ceremony. “Well, if that’s settled... let’s begin.”

As the laughter subsided, the barn grew quiet once more, save for the gentle rustling of the trees outside. Twilight’s magic gently lifted the scroll containing the vows, her voice steady and filled with joy as she began to speak the words that would join Applejack and Rainbow Dash in matrimony.

The barn erupted in cheers as Applejack and Rainbow Dash shared their first kiss as a married couple. The sound of stomping hooves and joyous whistles filled the air. For a moment, it was just the two of them, lost in each other. As they pulled away, their hooves pressed together, Applejack’s green eyes sparkled with happiness while Rainbow’s wings twitched, a smile still plastered on her face.

The cheering slowly faded as Twilight Sparkle’s voice carried over the crowd. “Fillies and gentlecolts, I present to you... Applejack and Rainbow Dash!”

The applause swelled again, but this time it was softer, more heartfelt, as their friends and family stood to honour the couple. Rainbow Dash grinned, leaning into Applejack. “We did it, AJ.”

Applejack smirked, firmly placing the hat her brother had just tossed to her back on her head. “We sure did, sugarcube.”

As they began to walk out of the barn, hoof in hoof, a familiar sound caught Rainbow Dash’s ear—a sharp whistling cutting through the sky. She looked up just in time to see the Wonderbolts swooping in, their figures silhouetted against the yellow glow of the afternoon sun. In perfect formation, they streaked over the barn, their movements swift and graceful.

Spitfire led the team, and with a quick signal, they broke into an arc, magical trails of shimmering light left in their wake. Each trail glowed in different colours—brilliant blues, fiery reds, and dazzling whites—fanning out across the sky like ribbons. They twisted and turned, spinning upward in a spiralling ascent, before meeting at the apex of their flight.

With a final flourish, the Wonderbolts looped around and painted a massive love heart in the sky, its glowing edges pulsing softly as it hovered above Ponyville.

The crowd gasped in awe, and Rainbow Dash’s chest swelled with pride as she glanced up at her teammates’ work. “Show-offs,” she murmured, a wide grin on her face.

Applejack nudged her playfully. “Ain’t that somethin’.”

Rainbow shrugged, her grin widening. “Didn't know my teammates were so romantic.”

As the Wonderbolts flew off, leaving the glowing heart lingering in the twilight, the married couple stepped into the open field. The applause and cheers from the crowd followed them, but for a moment, it was as if the world had slowed, just the two of them standing together beneath the heart-shape in the sky.

As the remnants of the Wonderbolts’ magical trails hung in the air, Applejack gazed up at the image they’d left behind. The shimmering lines traced the edges of the enormous symbol, still glowing softly against the blue expanse. With a warm smile, she turned to Rainbow Dash, her voice low but playful. “Go on, sugarcube. Do what ya do best.”

Rainbow’s ears perked up, and her eyes glinted with excitement. “You sure?” she asked, though the grin already spreading across her face gave away the answer.

Applejack chuckled, her green eyes sparkling. “Go on. Show ‘em what makes ya the best flyer in Equestria.”

Without another word, Rainbow Dash launched herself into the air with astonishing speed, her wings a blur as she shot straight toward the heart in the sky. Her rainbow trail followed behind her, streaking through the glowing symbol that the Wonderbolts had left. The crowd below gasped, watching as Rainbow climbed higher and higher, the colours of her trail slicing through the heart like a painter’s brush on the sky.

And then, at the peak of her ascent, Rainbow Dash curved sharply, spinning around with practised precision. She dove down, gathering speed, the air crackling with energy as she plummeted toward the earth. Her wings angled just right, she broke through the sound barrier with a BOOM that shook the ground.

A massive, radiant Sonic Rainboom exploded outward, the colours spreading across the sky in a dazzling display that illuminated the entire farm. The barn, the apple trees, and all of their friends were bathed in the brilliance of the expanding ring of colour.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, stomping their hooves as Rainbow Dash slowed to a glide, circling gracefully back down to where Applejack stood. She landed with a triumphant grin, her mane tousled from the wind, and her rainbow trail still shimmering in the sky above.

Applejack’s eyes reflected the rainbow above, her mouth curving into a soft smile. “Now that was a beautiful sight,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe.

Rainbow Dash landed gracefully next to her, her chest puffed out with pride. “Yeah,” she said, catching her breath. Then she leaned in close, her voice softening. “But nothing’s as beautiful as my wife.”

Applejack’s heart fluttered, and she chuckled, a light blush touching her cheeks. “Aww, Dash, now you’re just sweet-talkin’ me.”

Rainbow grinned, nudging her playfully. “Nah, I’m just telling the truth.”

As the last glow of the Sonic Rainboom faded into the evening sky, the newlyweds stood side by side, soaking in the cheers of their friends and family, knowing that this moment would be one they’d cherish forever.

8 A Different Kind of Twilight

The porch creaked softly under the weight of two old ponies on a swing bench, wrapped in warm blankets. The late autumn wind carried a chill, and the orchard was quiet except for the gentle rustling of leaves. Applejack gazed out at the trees, where the youngest of their many adopted foals, now a fully grown pony, was clearing fallen leaves from the orchard floor. The strong stallion worked methodically, sweeping the colourful piles into neat rows. Applejack watched with quiet pride, seeing the same determination she and her kin had always put into tending the land.

Beside her, Rainbow Dash slept, her head resting on Applejack’s shoulder. The pegasus’s breaths were slow and deep, her wings tucked tightly under the blanket. Applejack leaned over and gently brushed a strand of Rainbow’s mane out of her face. She paused for a moment, noticing how much grey had overtaken those once vibrant colours. Rainbow’s mane was completely streaked with a spectrum of silver now—so much so that Applejack couldn’t help but think of Daring Do, the adventurer from the books Rainbow Dash still loved to re-read when snuggled in bed. A soft smile tugged at the corner of Applejack’s lips, bittersweet in its warmth.

With a sigh, she glanced down at her own mane. It had faded too and where once it had been like spun gold, bright and shining, it was now a soft ash blond, dulled by the years. Time had worn them both down, taking away the lustre of their youth. But Applejack didn’t mind. Each strand of grey was a reminder of the life they had lived together, a life filled with love, laughter, and more memories than she could count.

The wind shifted, whistling across the porch, and beside her, Rainbow Dash stirred. Her eyelids fluttered open, but her gaze was distant, confused. She blinked rapidly, her eyes wide, darting around as though she couldn’t recognize where she was. There was a flicker of fear in those magenta eyes, something raw and panicked, as if for a moment she had forgotten who she was, where she belonged.

Applejack’s heart clenched painfully at the sight, one that tore at her every time she witnessed it. She pulled Rainbow a little closer, speaking softly. “Yer safe, sugarcube. Right here on the porch, with me.”

Rainbow's eyes slowly settled on Applejack, the confusion still lingering but dimming in the face of her wife’s familiar features. She blinked a few times, the fear in her eyes slowly subsiding. She straightened up, sitting a little taller on the bench, puffing out her chest and putting on a confident smile to show that everything was fine as her eyes roved over where the blanket had fallen away from Applejack's haunches.

Applejack watched her, feeling that old flicker of admiration rise in her chest. Even after all these years, Rainbow still had that spark, the fire that had always set her apart from all others. The petite blue Pegasus never diminished as the sole object of her desire. Applejack knew this former Wonderbolt could still make the trip to Canterlot and back faster than pegasi half her age. But as she admired her wife, a darker thought crept in, uninvited and unwanted what if, one day, Rainbow couldn’t find her way home?

The thought weighed heavy on her heart, but Applejack quickly pushed it down, determined to focus on the present moment. She chuckled softly, hiding the worry behind a teasing grin as she tucked the warm blanket snuggly around herself. "Landed on that stubborn head o’ yours one too many times." she said gently, though the teasing lacked its usual spark.

Rainbow Dash sighed, leaning back into the bench with a proud, Tirek-may-care grin. "Yeah… I guess so." After a beat of silence, she tilted her head, resting her cheek against Applejack’s. "You’re always here though, aren’t you?"

Applejack swallowed hard, her throat tight as she momentarily imagined life without her partner. "Always," she whispered. "As long as the sun rises and the apples grow, Ah’ll be here."

For a moment, the porch was quiet, the gentle wind rustling the last leaves of autumn from the worn wooden deck. Rainbow's gaze drifted across the fields, her thoughts wandering as she settled back into the warmth of Applejack’s presence.

"You think Scootaloo will come to visit soon?" Rainbow asked quietly, her voice filled with hope. "I haven’t seen her in a while."

Applejack’s chest tightened. She couldn’t stop her eyes from drifting toward the gate at the edge of the property. The familiar signs swayed gently in the breeze—on one side, the proud hoof painted words read "Sweet Apple Acres," and on the other, in neatly printed but no less significant letters: "Scootaloo Memorial Foster Home and Summer Camp."

She turned her gaze back to Rainbow, her face softening with a tender but sad smile. "Maybe," she whispered. "Maybe she will."

Rainbow Dash sighed contentedly, her wings twitching beneath the blanket. She gazed out over the bare trees of the orchard, her eyes soft as lost memories danced just behind them. "We’ve got a good life, haven’t we, AJ?"

Applejack, who had been quietly watching her wife, felt a wave of warmth flood her chest. Slowly, she leaned into Rainbow Dash’s side, her head resting gently against the pegasus’s shoulder. The familiar scent of wind and sky mixed with the comforting earthiness of the farm surrounded her and she allowed herself to just be there, in the moment, breathing in the warmth of her wife. "Yeah, sugarcube," she whispered. "We sure have."

For a moment, they sat in silence, wrapped in their blankets and the quiet communion only years of love could build. A chill breeze chased the last of the leaves, carrying with it the scent of bare earth and the faintest hint of winter.

Applejack’s smile softened. “Reckon we’ve seen more than most ponies could even dream of. The best friends a filly could want, raisin’ all them lost foals, savin’ Equestria—shoot, we’ve done it all.”

Rainbow chuckled, though the sound was weaker now with just a little wheezing. “Yeah… we were awesome, huh?”

Applejack glanced up at her wife, at the pony who had once been so full of boundless energy, and saw the weariness in her eyes. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to smile. “Still are, darlin’.”

Rainbow Dash shifted, resting her head on top of Applejack’s. “I don’t remember all of it, you know,” she admitted quietly. “But… I remember you. I always remember you.”

That broke something in Applejack. She blinked rapidly, but tears escaped anyway, rolling down her cheek. She wiped them away quickly and pulled Rainbow Dash closer under the blanket. “An’ I’ll always be here for ya, Dash. Always.”

The two of them sat quietly together for a time, wrapped in their shared blankets, as the last of the day’s light faded. Though time had taken its toll on them both, the love they shared remained as strong as ever. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden-orange glow over the farm, Rainbow Dash’s eyes followed the fading light. "Twilight’s hard at work like always. Poor filly doesn’t get to watch the sunset anymore.”

Applejack shifted, leaning a little more into her wife’s side. She gazed up at the sky, the familiar routine of nightfall a reminder of their friend’s eternal duty. "Yeah, Twilight’s got her hooves full with all that now," Applejack said softly. "And Ah reckon… even with all that power, all that responsibility, Ah'm sure she misses her friends something wicked. Reckon one day she'll miss us in a way that can’t be fixed."

Rainbow Dash’s ears twitched, her brow furrowing as she gazed in the direction of Canterlot, though the grand mountaintop castle was hidden in the gathering gloom "She’ll live forever, but… I guess forever gets lonely in the end." Her voice trailed off, suddenly uncertain of what she was saying.

Applejack gently put her hoof to Rainbow’s muzzle, guiding her head around to meet her eyes. The farmer gave a small, reassuring smile to ground her wife in the moment. "She’ll have Spike for a good long while," she said softly, her voice full of calm certainty. "That’ll make things a bit easier, when we've… gone.”

Rainbow’s confused expression softened, as she took Applejack's hoof with her own. "Yeah, he'll help, won’t he? He’s her family. Having family around will make it less painful, I guess."

As the cool of night crept in, Applejack pressed a gentle kiss to Rainbow’s fuzzy cheek, whispering, “I love you, Dash.”

Rainbow smiled faintly, her eyes closing again as she nestled into the warmth of her wife under the lamplight being cast from the farmhouse kitchen behind them. “I love you too, AJ.”