“So that’s the situation,” said Twilight to Big Macintosh. “I hope this is ok with you.”
Twilight had gone to Sweet Apple Acres to inform Big Macintosh that her ex colt friend, Bookworm, had just gone through a bad breakup and wanted some place to get away. She was clear to let him know that he was staying at the Red Hoof Inn. Even though she saw nothing wrong with this, she of course wanted to make sure Big Macintosh was alright with everything.
“Eeyup,” responded Big Mac. “He doesn’t seem like a bad colt, from what ya told me. Sides, if it hadn’t been fer him yah never woulda found the courage to come talk to me again. Ah owe him a lot of gratitude. That and he’s a contributor to one of mah favorite book series.”
“That’s so wonderful to hear,” said Twilight, blushing brightly.
She was quite surprised by how cool he was with all this. Based on the various books she read, most colts would be super jealous of this kind of situation. Then again, Big Macintosh was a lot more level headed than most colts. That’s one reason Twilight loved him so much. She gave him a kiss.
“I love you, Big Macintosh,” she said.
“Ah love you, Twilight Sparkle,” he said.
After a pause, Big Macintosh decided to bring up what Applejack told him earlier.
“So,” he began, while blushing. “Applejack was wantin’ me tah talk about our nightly visits with each other.”
“Oh, right,” said Twilight, also blushing. “Spike talked to me about too.”
“Spike?” said Big Mac, amazed Spike new what was going on.
“I keep forgetting that dragons don’t age the same way ponies do,” she said. “He’s growing up faster that I excepted…or wanted.”
“Ah know tha feelin,” said Big Mac. “Little Apple Bloom is gettin’ evryday. Pretty soon ah’ll be teachin’ her how to farm and apple buck.”
“Kids can be a pain,” she said.
“Eeyup,” he said. “But there are plenty ah moments where it’s worth it.”
Twilight nodded in agreement. Then they both looked at each other, realizing what they were talking about, and both blushed incredibly bright.
“Anyway,” said Twilight, breaking the silence. “It’s been a while since we had a proper date.”
“Eeyup,” agreed Big Mac. “Reckon we oughta go somewhere nice. How bout dinner tommora night at some nice restaurant?”
“That sounds lovely,” said Twilight. “I should probably head back. Make sure everything is ok with Bookworm.”
“Sounds like a good idea,” said Big Mac.
They gave each other another kiss, and Twilight headed off. Soon as she left, Applejack walked in to talk to Big Macintosh.
“She’s got her ex colt friend in town?” said Applejack in shock.
“How long yah been standin’ there?” asked Big Mac.
“Long enough,” she said. “How can yah be so calm and cool about this? That’s the first colt Twilight ever dated!”
“Years ago, AJ,” Big Mac pointed out. “Sides, he may have been tha first tah go out with her. But ah was tha first to love her in more ways than one.”
“What in the hay is that sposed tah mean?” Applejack asked. But after second or two she knew exactly what he meant. “AW! I din’t need tah hear that, Mac!”
“Well ya already heard it a few times beforehand,” he said sarcastically. “As you told me earlier.”
“Ah spose ah did set myself up fer that one,” she said.
“Eeyup,” he said. “Ah aint gonna be one of them possessive colts, who’s gonna tell his special filly that she can’t have friends just cause they were once together.”
“Spose that is a good mentality to have,” said Applejack.
“And as ah said tah Twilight,” he began. “Bookworm convinced Twilight tah talk to me again. So it’s thanks tah him that we’re now together.”
“That and Granny Smith yellin’ at yah to colt up and go after her too,” said Applejack in a sly tone.
“Right,” said Big Mac with an embarrassed blush. “That too. Good thing we got her around when any of us need to have some sense knocked intah our thick skulls.”
“And how,” agreed Applejack.
Meanwhile, Ponyville’s number one flyer, Rainbow Dash, and Ponyville’s number one party planner, Pinkie Pie, were hanging out. Rainbow Dash wanted to test out a new routine and see if she could break her current speed record. Pinkie was the only other pony around willing to help her out. She also knew Pinkie could make some flying contraption to stay up in the sky with her.
“This is so super awesome,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. “I can’t wait to see what you do with your newest routine! I bet it’s gonna be super special awesome fantastic best thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life today!”
“Of course it will,” said Rainbow Dash. “I am Ponyville’s best flyer! And a future Wonderbolt!”
“You got into the Wonderbolts!?” Pinkie exclaimed, letting out a huge gasp. “When did that happen!? Why are you now just telling me!? We need to throw a RAINBOW DASH GOT INTO THE WONDERBOLTS PARTY! And…
Rainbow Dash stuffed her front hoof into Pinkie Pie’s mouth to quiet her.
“I’m not in the Wonderbolts yet, Pinkie,” said Rainbow Dash. “I meant that I’ll be a Wonderbolt some day.”
“Ohhhhhh!” said Pinkie. “That does make more sense.”
“So did you bring the stop watch?” asked Rainbow Dash.
“You betcha!” Pinkie exclaimed.
“Great,” said Rainbow Dash. “Let’s get started. We’ll use the standard, ready, set, go.”
“Okey dokey smokey,” said Pinkie Pie. “Assume the position!”
Rainbow Dash positioned herself, crouched forward, back legs stiff, getting ready to fly off and maneuver as fast as she could without slipping up.
“Ready,” began Pinkie Pie, preparing to hit the clock with a giant grin on her face. “Set…GO!”
Rainbow Dash took off like a bolt of lighting. She was doing loop de loops, barrel rolls, flying backwards, zig zags, and many other moves. She began maneuvering around trees, under bridges, and spinning a couple times around buildings. Most of the residents of Ponyville were used to her practice sessions at this point; many restaurants would even bolt their outdoor tables to the ground to keep them from flying over. A lot of businesses, and even households, had invested money in shatterproof glass. Rainbow Dash felt there was a bigger challenge flying around town, as apposed to simply flying in an open field or a forest. Pinkie Pie did her best to keep up with the light blue blur, using a makeshift helicopter she constructed out of everyday household appliances. Where she got the powerful fuel, nopony could even begin to know.
“You’re doing great, Dashy!” yelled Pinkie.
“Was there ever any doubt in your mind!?” said a confident Rainbow Dash.
Things seemed to be going without a hitch. But then Pinkie Pie let out another huge gasp.
“RAINBOW!” shouted Pinkie. “LOOK OUT!”
“WHAT!?” shouted Rainbow Dash.
But it was too late, and Rainbow dash suddenly ran straight into something…actually, somepony, with a loud CRASH! BAM! TUMBLE!
Pinkie ran over to her fallen friend as fast as she could.
“RAINBOW DASH! THIS IS AWFUL!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. “YOU DIDN’T BEAT YOUR RECORD TIME!”