House of Parker

Featured Characters - Applejack and Peter Parker

Rating - T

Chapter Fifteen “Early Morning Shave”

Peter blankly stared at his reflection within the mirror. The lower half of his face was covered in fluffy white cream. He looked like Santa Claus, if he was thin and a pony. The stallion rolled his eyes. This day was sure to happen sooner or later. At least, he was certain it would back when he was a human, but Peter felt confident that stallions wouldn’t need to shave thanks to their fur. However, that wasn’t the case.

Some stallions had moustaches and others wore beards. Peter shook his head. He didn’t even have a beard; just rough, prickly hairs that grew around his chin. It even matched his mane. It didn’t make any sense. Peter glanced off to the side. Actually, it made sense, at least in comparison to his alien background, radioactive blood, or the fact that he agreed to host a herd with eleven mares. Now that didn’t make sense.Holding the blade under the running water, Peter scowled at the mirror. That was the flaw of living with eleven mares: he, the lone stallion, had no chance in group discussions. Apparently, most of the mares hated the idea of their stallion having facial hair while the rest just didn’t approve for personal reasons. Peter frowned. Mares and their sensitive touch. He started at the top of his cheek, guiding the blade across his muzzle with several, small swipes. The last thing Peter wanted to do was upset the girls, not when he was finally getting the hang of this herd stuff. He didn’t want to be ostracized, not by all eleven of them.A hard set of knocks banged at the door. “Peter!”The razor slid off course, streaking his cheek with a crimson laceration. “Crap!” Peter recoiled, dropping his blade in the sink. The foam seeped into the cut, setting the right side of the stallion’s face ablaze. A thick trail of blood escaped from the wound. This was a gash. Simple as that. Peter gritted his teeth. One would think that a cut so small wouldn’t cause somepony with super strength this much pain. The knocks at the door grew in volume, and the stallion turned, aghast. “What?!”“Peter!” Applejack called out, walking into the bathroom. “Ah need your help.”The stallion refused to divert his attention away from the mirror, wiping away any traces of foam that threatened to enter the cut on his face. “Doesn’t everypony? Can’t it wait?”Applejack shook her head, holding out an unopened jar. “No. Twilight used her magic to close this jar of jelly. Now Ah can’t get it open! Lend a girl a helping hoof and-- Are you bleeding?” The blonde peeked up at the sink, spotting the mixture of blood and foam before directing her gaze to the stallion, particularly the gash on his cheek. “What in tarnation are you doing in here?”Peter fumed, clutching at his face. “I was shaving before somepony knocked at the door and broke my concentration!”“Oh,” Applejack muttered, placing her jar down before giving the stallion a coy smirk. “Ah’ll patch you up.”Sighing, Peter waved his hoof dismissively. “It’s fine. I’ll heal.”The blonde reached out and took his hoof, leading him to the bathtub. “Just sit. This won’t take long.” Peter readied to stand, but the mare shot him a glare. “Ah said sit.” Applejack opened the cabinet, retrieving the proper materials. She cleaned the stallion’s face with a cold cloth, tuning out his protests about mares liking scars. Her hoof softly smoothed a cream over the gash before the other placed a bandage over the sealed cut. Before Peter could react, Applejack planted her lips against his cheek, frowning. “You didn’t shave here.”“You didn’t give me a chance to get that far,” Peter stated, pointing his hoof at his other cheek. “At least I got this side done.”Applejack obliged, planting a series of soft kisses on his smooth fur. Peter grinned, feeling the mare’s lips curl into a smile. She removed her hat before deepening her kisses. The stallion leaned into her advances. Now, shaving didn’t seem so bad. It had its perks, making the girls happy. Peter reached out and lifted Applejack bridal style, slamming the door shut with his hoof before stepping into the bathtub. As the blonde yanked the shower curtain closed, her stallion grinned. He was eager to see how well Applejack trimmed herself.