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A Dash of Passion: The Applethology - LunaTheFox



An anthology that's all about AppleDash in celebration of 1000 members having joined the AppleDash group here on FIMFiction.

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bookplayer and RatofDrawn/Rated PonyStar

A Special Promise, by bookplayer
For DbzOrDie, who wanted me to write a wedding.


Applejack’s room felt strange to her, somewhere between her past and her future. In between farm work and wedding plans, she had been packing up and moving things around. Gone was the picture over her bed that had been there since she was a foal; the space was empty now, waiting for somepony else to fill it. Pegs and shelves had been emptied too, their contents stowed in the attic or the barn, or given away to relatives.

The flowered curtains had been changed for white ones with deep blue swirls, and the rug that once laid in the living room, then the hall, before finally making its way to her bedroom, had been sent to the crusaders clubhouse for its last years of use (though Applejack was happy not to guess at what that use might be.) The rug in its place matched the new curtains, but with a thick border of rainbow stripes. And while the stained wood panels still gave the room a distinctly earth pony feel, the walls above it had been painted white, and the apples that adorned various items had been repainted as zap apples. This was no longer Applejack’s room, the room she’d grown up in. This was slowly but surely becoming their room, the room that would belong to her and her wife, together.

Laying in bed, Applejack smiled. Waiting a whole week for that seemed impossible, she felt like a foal before Hearth’s Warming. Of course, Applejack was one of those ponies who loved the feeling of anticipation, she had to be. She couldn’t rush a growing tree, or a ripening apple, so letting time take its course was a part of the life she loved. The wedding would come and pass soon enough, and the empty places in her room would be filled by the pony that she loved.

Other ponies weren’t as patient. There was a sharp knock at the window that didn’t wait for an answer before the window was opened from the outside.

Rainbow Dash stuck her head inside, “Applejack, we need to be married. Now.”

Applejack chuckled as Rainbow Dash climbed inside and flew over to her bed. “Dash, we got a weddin’ planned in a week. Even if I got ya’ knocked up, you wouldn’t be showin’ by then.”

“What?! I’m not knocked up!” Dash protested, then she paused. “How would that even work?”

Applejack couldn’t help but chuckle again. “I dunno, we’ll figure it out.” She made room in the bed for Dash to lay next to her, and Dash happily landed and snuggled into her side. “But since that ain’t it, why the rush?”

Dash’s forehooves hugged AJ tightly. “That doesn’t matter. Just say we’re married.”

“But we ain’t, sugarcube,” Applejack pointed out.

“Why not?! It’s just a bunch of dumb words. Look, I promise to do all that stuff, richer and poorer, blah blah blah, anything you want, ever. I do. Your turn.” Dash finished with a poke of her hoof.

Applejack blinked, staring at her fiance. “Rainbow Dash, what’s got into you?”

“Will you just say it?” Dash insisted, not letting go of AJ.

“Not ‘til you tell me what’s wrong.”

Dash rolled her eyes. “I already told you, we need to be married!”

It was AJ’s turn to insist, “We’re gettin’ married!”

“I just need us to be married before we get married.”

Applejack blinked in the darkness of the room. She would never understand how Dash’s mind worked, that she considered this to be an explanation. But she knew Rainbow Dash well enough to know there was something real behind all of this crazy, and a deep breath and some calm words ought to get it out of her.

“Okay. Let’s start again.” Applejack stroked the rainbow mane resting on her shoulder. “Now, why do ya’ need us to get married now, a week before we’re havin’ a weddin’?”

“Because… Pinkie is making an awesome cake, and if we’re married I can have some!” Dash blurted out, with a nervous glance at Applejack.

“I’ll bake ya’ a cake tomorrow,” Applejack said flatly.

“But…” Dash searched for what to say next. “I won’t be able to have the one that Pinkie is making!”

“You sayin’ you like Pinkie’s cake better than mine?” Applejack raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

“No.” Dash admitted.

“Wanna try again?” Applejack offered.

Dash thought for a moment. “Um… this is my lucky day, so we should totally be married?”

Applejack rolled her eyes. “Dash.”

“Really! It totally has to do with the stars and stuff…” she glanced at Applejack’s face, which was the very picture of not-buying-it. “Okay, that’s not it.”

They were both quiet a moment, Applejack waiting patiently, Rainbow Dash searching for another excuse. Finally, Dash sighed and said, “I don’t know what to say, AJ. I just need you to be married to me.”

“Why don’t you try tellin’ me the truth?” Applejack suggested, giving Dash a squeeze.

“The truth?” Dash squeaked. “Sure. I can tell you the truth.”

Applejack waited again, but words were not forthcoming from her fiance. Finally she gave Dash a poke. “Dash?”

“Huh?”

“You need to be married a week before our weddin’, ‘cause…” Applejack prompted.

“Because-” Dash started, then she whispered in a voice only meant for AJ, “Because what if you won’t marry me?”

“Does that seem likely to you?” Applejack smiled, glancing at the room that was already halfway to symbolically joining the couple.

“It could happen! You could realize that I’m a complete idiot who messes up everything because she’s too busy trying to look cool to figure out how to do stuff right! You could figure out that I’m not all the way honest all the time, and sometimes I do sneaky things if it’ll make me look awesome! What if you notice that I’m really, really scared that other ponies won’t like me and you think I’m a total loser? And I’ll be standing up in front of everypony and Twilight will say ‘Do you take Rainbow Dash to be your wife?’ and you’ll say ‘Hay no!’”

Dash swallowed a lump in her throat, and shook her head. “I can’t let that happen, so we have to be married now, or I’m not going to the wedding.”

Applejack raised an eyebrow. “Are you drunk?”

“No!”

“Then ya’ need to be.” Applejack chuckled. “Dash, I know all those things, and if I didn’t, ya’ didn’t do a great job of hidin’ ‘em just now.”

Dash’s eye went wide. “Oh gosh. Oh no, AJ, please-”

“Calm down.” Applejack said softly, giving Dash a squeeze. “Like I said, I know that stuff. I knew it before we even started datin’. And I love ya’, and I’m gonna marry ya’ anyway.”

“But- but- why?”

“Cause ya’ make me a better pony, Dash.”

“I make you a better pony? But AJ, I just told you all the stuff that’s awful about me.”

“I know that you need a good, strong, steady pony who you trust to have your back, so you don’t need to be foolish, and I can be that pony for you. And I know that I need a good, strong, flighty pony to rock my boat from time to time, and I know you can be that pony for me.” Applejack shifted so that Dash was looking up at her. “You make me be the pony I wanna be, and you help me be the pony I oughta be.”

“You do that for me too. That’s why I don’t wanna lose you,” Dash whispered.

“I don’t wanna lose you, neither.” Applejack smiled warmly. “So there’s no question, sugarcube. We’re gettin’ married.”

“Promise?”

“I already did, when you proposed.” Applejack rolled her eyes, still smiling. “And by the way, the weddin’ is next weekend. But of course I’ll promise ya’ again.”

Dash sighed. “You’re sure we can’t just get married now?”

“Don’t ya’ trust me?” Applejack asked, narrowing her eyes.

“Of course I do! I just- I’ll trust you more when you’re my wife.”

“How’s that work? I always figured I’m a pretty honest pony.”

“It’s special. I loved you when you were my friend, and I love you even more as my special somepony. When you’re my wife, it’ll be the most special thing ever. You’ll be the one pony in the world I can trust more than anypony else. The pony who will never, ever leave me. The pony I’ll be loyal to first, before anypony else, because you promised to be loyal to me. I don’t know if I can go up in front of other ponies and just... ask you for that, unless you’re already my wife.”

Applejack considered that. She looked around the room, already waiting for Dash to fill it, and at the pony who was days away from living there. Dash had an empty space like that in her heart, one she knew Applejack was going to fill, but one she needed filled to really be able to celebrate being whole again.

Applejack smiled and said, “I do.”

“Huh?” Dash looked at Applejack, raising her eyebrow.

“I’m your wife, Rainbow Dash.” Applejack kissed Dash on the forehead. “I promise you can trust me forever. I promise I’ll never leave your side. I promise I’m loyal to you, first, before even my own kin. I do promise all that.”

“Really?” Dash asked, incredulous as a smile grew on her face.

“Really.” Applejack couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I do too!” Rainbow Dash said earnestly. She wiggled and flapped so that she was laying on top of AJ, looking down at her. “I will always be your pony, Applejack. If you ever want out of this, you’re gonna have to kill me, because when I make a promise like this I’ll keep it forever. I promise you can always trust me, I promise you I’ll always be there for you. You’re the first pony in my heart.”

Applejack leaned up and kissed Dash, and Dash kissed back, pressing AJ down into the pillow. The kiss sealed their promises, marrying them in love, if not law.

When the kiss finally broke, Applejack smiled at her wife. “Now you’ll come to the weddin’?”

“Of course! Have you seen that cake Pinkie’s baking?” Dash asked grinning. “And, since we’re married already-- ow!” She was cut off by a punch on the arm.

Dash laughed and Applejack grinned, then started to chuckle. “I love you, Rainbow Dash.”

So Applejack and Rainbow Dash went to their wedding already united, ready to show their friends and family what they already knew; they were a team, bound by love and honor, ready to take what storms life could throw at them with the pony they trusted above all others at their side.

Over days and months and years that followed, their room filled and changed, becoming less a combination of two ponies lives and more one place, one life that included two ponies. Items that had been Applejack’s or Rainbow Dash’s were replaced with items that were theirs together. Eventually a little house was built that would never belong to one or the other, and always belong to the family they made. And, though other ponies never really noticed, they always celebrated the anniversary of their marriage a week early, because they both knew when their life together really started.


Angels, by RatofDrawn and Rated PonyStar