She’s so good lookin’. That mane, those eyes, it just ain’t right for a pony to be that pretty, and not even on purpose. That’s why her darn head’s so big, she’s so amazin’ and she don’t even try. Discipline, hard work, you know that don’t mean nothin’ to her.
. . .No sense in lyin’ to yourself, Applejack. You love that big head. Ya’ tried not to, but you know darn well those eye are gonna keep creepin’ into your mind til ya go ahead and do it. Cause you been standin’ here, starin’ at her nappin’ under your tree, when ya’ know darn well you got work to do. Work that ain’t gonna get done ‘til ya’ walk over there, and lean down, and-
Woah there, girl. That’s mighty nice to think on, but not all that bright. There’s a way to tell a pony that ya’ feel this way, and that sure ain’t it. Wait. Play it safe. Get her alone sometime, and say the words. Just say ‘em, and see what she says. . .
Like the big ol’ chicken ya’ are. If she feels the same, she might be a little surprised at first, but she won’t mind that ya’ didn’t waste words. And if she don’t, she’ll think it was a prank, and ya’ won’t say nothin’ to let her know otherwise. And either way, you’ll know what her lips feel like, and what she tastes like, and a few seconds where ya’ had her right where ya’ want her.
Likely only a few seconds. If you’re lookin’ for a way to spook one ‘a your best friends, this is a good one. She opens her eyes, and sees ya’ there, and ya’ don’t expect her to yell and fly away? What all would you do if ya’ woke up to find Rarity kissin’ ya’?
What all would you do if ya’ woke up to find Rainbow Dash kissin’ ya? You know you’d wrap your forelegs ‘round her and never let her go. You wanna give up the chance she might do that to you? That maybe she feels the same, and she’s just waitin’ on this moment like you are?
Applejack, this is a long shot. It’s darn near impossible. This has gotta be the dumbest thing you ever thought. And what’s at stake ain’t a game, or a ribbon, it’s your friendship and your heart. If ya’ mess it up, you’re gonna know it’s all on you. No questions, you’re fixin’ to mess this up. Don’t be a fool, girl. Please don’t be-
Sweet Celestia, she’s even hotter close up. Stop shakin’. Really, stop shakin’, you’re gonna wake her up. It’s just her breath, warm on your muzzle. Just a few inches more and there’s no turnin’ back. You gotta stop shakin’. Just go on and close your eyes, and press your lips-
So soft. How are her lips so soft? It ain’t fair, she ain’t fair. She’s wakin’ up, you can feel her stirrin’ and you’re gonna regret this in just a second.
But whether ya’ regret it or not, you’re gonna remember it forever.