Any minute now, I’ll be back. I’ll finally get to see Applejack again! I might have some difficulty picking her out of the crowd but… who am I kidding? It doesn’t matter if every pony in Ponyville is standing on that platform. She’ll still be the first pony I see.
LITTLE think'st thou, poor flower,
Whom I've watch'd six or seven days,
And seen thy birth, and seen what every hour
Gave to thy growth, thee to this height to raise,
-- The Blossom,
John Donne
“Thank you again for taking the time to talk to the class, Princess Celestia,” Twilight said, bowing slightly. “And thank you for making time for lunch.” She nodded at the simple, yet exquisite meal that sat on the table between the two ponies. The midday breeze swept over the balcony at just the right speed to be pleasant without disturbing the table.
“Think nothing of it, Twilight,” Celestia answered with a smile. “I'm quite grateful to have the opportunity to do something a bit different. I trust that the class enjoyed my presentation? It has been quite a long time since I've taught a full class of that age group.” She took a bite of a crumpet.
“They certainly did,” Twilight answered. “In fact, I think that you inspired a few of them to be magical analysts, even though they don't entirely understand what magical analysts actually do.”
Celestia smiled widely. “I'm glad that I am still able to inspire passion in my students.”
Twilight couldn't help but ask the question. “Your students?”
“I consider anypony who comes to my school to learn to be one of my students, no matter how brief the visit may be.”
“Of course, of course.”
“So,” Celestia sipped her tea, “I assume that you are looking forward to heading back to Ponyville? Dealing with so many fillies and colts must have been exhausting.”
Twilight nodded. “It'll be good to be home. I can't wait to tell Applejack about the trip! I know she doesn't care too much about most magical minutiae, but I'm sure she'd love to hear about that golden apple tree in the royal garden! I wonder if she ever took the time to see it last time she was here.”
Celestia took another bite as she watched Twilight's thoughts drift further and further from lunch.
“And I really want to hear about how her week went as well. I helped her and Big Macintosh organize the notes for their presentation, and I really want to know if the kids enjoyed it.” She sighed and stared into her teacup. “It'll be nice to talk to her again. I thought of using Spike to send her a letter, but it wouldn't be the same.”
“I trust the two of you are doing well?”
“I...uh... yes.” Twilight giggled awkwardly. “Things are going very well. I actually missed her a lot more than I thought I would. I mean, it was only a few days, but I just really want to see her again. I feel like I haven't talked with her in forever. It almost feels like... like something is missing.”
“Well, they do say that absence makes the heart grow fonder,” Celestia said. “It’s good to hear that the two of you are happy together. I've found your occasional reports on the matter quite illuminating.”
“Oh, those aren't the half of it!” Twilight said. “If you want, I could send more.”
“No, no. That won't be necessary.” Celestia shook her head. “In fact, it isn't necessary for you to send me any more reports on that particular subject.”
“Really? Why?” Twilight tilted her head. “Isn't a romantic relationship just a different type of friendship? At least in a certain way.”
“I suppose one could say that,” Celestia said softly, “But it is also quite different. As much as I enjoy hearing about everything that you've learned, at the same time it feels... intrusive.”
“What do you mean?”
“Twilight, your relationship with Applejack is very different from those you have with the rest of your friends, more than you may realize. The two of you share a bond that you don't have with anypony else. Such closeness is so intensely personal that even I have no right to pry into it. I may advise, and I may watch the two of you from afar, but I cannot ask that you share your personal moments with me. It is something that is between the two of you.”
Twilight nodded. “I... I see. I never really thought about it like that...”
Celestia allowed herself a chuckle. “It's just as well. I'm sure that you and Applejack will learn far more about romance from each other than you ever could from me. My notions of romance may be what you'd call... a bit outdated. I-”
“Sister!” A booming voice sounded from the hallway that led out to the balcony, nearly making Twilight jump out of her seat. “Has Twilight departed yet?”
Celestia just sighed, “For example...” She called back. “She's still here, Luna. What is it that you want?”
The Princess of the Night stomped onto the balcony and yawned before addressing Twilight. “Greetings, Twilight Sparkle! We simply wished to ask whether you had received our gift before your departure from Ponyville.”
“Huh? Gift? I don't know about any gift.” Twilight looked to Celestia. “What's she talking about?”
Celestia rolled her eyes. “Luna sent you and Applejack an anniversary present-”
“Which apparently was not delivered in time, even though I sent it express,” Luna snorted. “But no matter, I'm sure that Applejack received it in your absence. In any case, know that I offer the two of you my highest congratulations on a year of togetherness.” She patted Twilight on the back with such gusto that it almost knocked her off of her chair. “May you have many more happy years with each other!”
“T-thanks!” Twilight gasped.
“You are most welcome!”
Celestia narrowed her eyes at her sister. “Luna, don't you have work to do?”
“Fine, we shall return to our duties. Perish the thought that we might want to deliver our message in person.” She laughed to herself. “It was good to see you, Twilight. Perhaps, on your next visit, we can engage in a more lengthy conversation. I bid you adieu!” With an exaggerated flourish, Luna vanished inside.
“So, uh, Luna sent us an anniversary gift?” Twilight asked. “That's... unusual.”
“It's a rather antiquated custom that Luna is determined to bring back. You'll know what I'm talking about when you get home. I'd hate to spoil the surprise.”
Applejack didn't take naps very often. There was always work to be done, and even when there wasn't, she still felt like there were better things she could be doing with that time. As such, she only ever paused for a few winks when she was too fatigued to actually function. Today was one of those days. She hadn't gotten a good night's sleep all week. Last night had been kinda restful, but it hardly made up for the rest of the week, and she had learned the hard way that working through sleep deprivation was hardly the brightest idea. As such, she felt entirely justified in stretching out under a tree, putting her hat over her face, and basking in the facts that Twilight would be coming home this afternoon and neither of them would have to deal with a bunch of over-energetic students anymore.
She un-tensed her muscles and began to drift off.
“Hey, Applejack!” Her hat flew off of her head, and she found herself staring at her sister's upside-down face. “Can you start teachin' me to do that superfast tree-growin' thing? Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle would think it was so cool if I could just grow trees whenever I wanted!”
“Apple Bloom, I really wish I could, but now ain't really a good time. I got a headache and I really gotta unwind a little bit. Besides, that ain't something you can pick up in a few days. It takes years just to get your magic aura acclimated to the trees, and once you got that, it takes a year or two to consciously manipulate it.”
“Years!?”
“Yeah, years. It ain't something that you can rush.”
“How am I supposed to tell when my magic whatever is ready?”
Applejack yawned. “Well, it starts with stuff like apples fallin' off the trees easier when you buck 'em. That's why it's so important that you buck the trees a lot. It helps you build muscle, and it gets your magic to match the tree's.”
“So I should go back to buckin' trees then? That's your answer to everythin'!” Apple Bloom snorted and sat herself down next to Applejack. “I was buckin' trees all mornin'!” She groaned. “I wish Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were back. Ponyville is just borin' without them around.”
“I know how that feels,” Applejack said, smiling. “Why don't you get ready for when they get back? Clean up your clubhouse and think up what stuff you want to tell them? You could draw pictures of it or something.”
Apple Bloom's ears perked up. “Yeah! I could draw pictures so they could see how silly Diamond Tiara looked after she got into that poison joke! They'd get a kick out of that!”
“That's a great idea,” Applejack said, suppressing a yawn. “Why don't you get on that? Maybe after I get a bit of rest we can see how your magic aura is developin' before Twilight and Sweetie Belle get back.” She blinked at the pinpoints of light that weaved their way through the leaves onto her face. “Also, can I have my hat, please?”
“Oh, sorry.” Apple Bloom stuck Applejack's hat back in place. “I'm gonna go to the clubhouse! See you later!”
“Come back and wake me up in like an hour or so, okay?” There was no response but the sound of Apple Bloom's hoofbeats fading into the distance. Applejack shrugged. Now wasn't the time to think about it. Now was the time to sleep.
“Where are they!?” Apple Bloom scurried up and down the train platform, her eyes glued to the schedule. “They were supposed to be here three minutes ago!”
“Relax.” Applejack stopped the movement by putting a hoof on her sister's head. “You're buggin' everypony.” She nodded at the cluster of various family members who waited on the platform to pick up their students. “You gotta learn some patience. Isn't that right, Rarity?”
“It certainly is.” Rarity nodded. “A pony ought to be able to maintain their dignity at all times, even when waiting.”
Apple Bloom snorted and grudgingly sat next to her sister. “But dignity is borin'. Besides, they're supposed to be here already!”
“The train schedule's never been all that accurate, Apple Bloom,” Applejack said. “They're almost always a few minutes later.” She thought for a moment. “Or early. Never on time, though.”
“That's dumb,” Apple Bloom hopped upright. “I'm gonna go see if I can see the train.”
“You would think that they'd have that figured out by now.” Rarity grumbled, as she watched Apple Bloom trot off. “I really do have things I need to get done back at the shop.”
“Yeah, I know how that is,” Applejack said. “There's all sorts of stuff I gotta do back at Sweet Apple Acres.”
“Well, yes, but you don't strictly have to be here.” Rarity grinned. “It isn't as though Twilight requires a chaperone to greet her.”
“That's true and all, but I still gotta be here,” Applejack said defensively. “I mean, Apple Bloom was gonna be here to see Sweetie Belle, and somepony's gotta keep an eye on her!”
“And you couldn't convince your brother to watch her?” Rarity nodded at Big Macintosh, who stood next to Cheerilee at the other end of the platform. Apple Bloom was perched on his back, acting as a lookout. “Please, Applejack. You're here because you miss Twilight. You don't need to make excuses to me. Not that you could convince me in any case.”
“Okay, okay, fine! I'm here 'cause I wanna see Twilight. It's been a long week, you know.”
“I thought I said you didn't have to make excuses,” Rarity patted Applejack on the shoulder. “Of course you miss Twilight! Why wouldn't you? It must have been quite a trying experience, having to go through so much time without her!”
“I get it, Rarity,” Applejack said tersely. “You don't need to go makin' fun of me over it.”
“I'm being serious, Applejack.”
“Really?”
“Of course. Who do you think I am? Rainbow Dash?” Rarity cleared her throat and flicked her mane. “With as close as you two are, of course it would be painful to be apart.”
“W-we're not that close!”
Rarity chuckled and rolled her eyes. “You aren't fooling anyone, dear. Why you have such an insistence on downplaying your obvious affection, I will never understand. How do you feel, really?”
“You're not gonna leave me be, are you?”
Rarity shook her head.
“Fine, then!” Applejack grunted. “I miss her, alright? I miss her a whole lot.” She rubbed her forehead with her hoof. “Way more than I ever thought I was goin' to. I mean, I knew that I wouldn't like it when she was gone, but I didn't think it was gonna hit me so hard. It just felt like something was missin'. I couldn't focus on anything! Even the stuff that Twilight usually doesn't have anything to do with. Just knowin' that she wasn't around messed me up.” She stomped her hoof. “It's so frustratin'!”
Rarity raised her eyebrow. “And?”
“And I wouldn't have it any other way.” Applejack smiled. “I might feel a bit lousy when she's gone, but when she gets back...” Her smile widened.
“I never thought I'd see the day when Applejack would let her well-being hang upon another pony!” Rarity said with a dramatic flourish. “Only romance could bring about such a thing!”
“Oh, hush!” Applejack gave Rarity a playful shove. “There's no need to go makin' such a big thing out of it.”
“But it is a big thing, Applejack,” Rarity answered, noting the slight blush on her friend's face. “And it's a good thing. You need to stop pussyfooting around and just admit that Twilight's a bigger part of your life than you thought!”
“I... uh...”
Rarity giggled at Applejack's sudden befuddlement. “So what are you planning to do once she gets back?”
“W-what do you mean?”
“Well, you've been apart for nearly a week. You must have something special planned. A nice dinner, perhaps?”
“I don't have anything planned. I thought we'd just... talk. Or something.”
Rarity sighed. “I suppose that will have to do.” She nodded into the distance. “It appears your train has come in. Try to be subtle about your show of affection. We wouldn't want the fillies and colts to start going on about cooties.” She winked and trotted off down the platform to where the other class pickups were starting to gather.
Applejack took a deep breath. That was just like Rarity, always having to make every little thing into a big, romantic gesture. It wasn't like Twilight had been gone for months or anything. It had only been a week. She bit her lip. Then why was she so disproportionately anxious to see Twilight step off the train?
The train's brakes squealed as it ground to a halt. Applejack felt her heart begin to speed up. For some reason, she half-expected Twilight to be glowing when the door opened. The conductor stepped off, glanced up and down the train's length, and nodded. The doors opened and a flood of fillies and colts burst onto the platform in a cacophony of screeches. Applejack swallowed as she waited for the area to clear. Twilight had to be there somewhere. She tried to think of what she would say when she finally saw Twilight. Nothing came to mind.
The last student funneled out of the train. Applejack watched anxiously. It was only a split second, but the door was empty. Twilight was nowhere to be seen. Applejack's heart skipped at least half a dozen beats. Then a familiar, purple shape stumbled out. Her mane was a bit crinkled around the edges, but it was unmistakable. Applejack felt frozen as she watched Twilight yawn and then search the platform.
Their eyes met, and they both smiled. Then Applejack apparently skipped a few seconds, because next thing she knew, they were locked in an embrace. Maybe at the moment, words weren't necessary.
Applejack took a sip of tea. It soothed her throat. She had spent —she looked at the clock— over five hours talking to Twilight, and her voice was starting to give out. Not that it mattered. Twilight had to hear this story.
“So then Zecora mixed up a basin of her poison joke remedy for Diamond Tiara to soak it, but the filly went and got stuck in it! Took Zecora four sticks of butter to get her out.”
“Really?” Twilight said with a laugh. “I bet she's never going to live that down!”
“I know, right? Apple Bloom had a field day with it. I got my work cut out for me makin' sure that she doesn't rub it in too hard. I keep tryin' to tell her that antagonizin' Diamond Tiara is just gonna make it worse, but I don't think it's totally sunk in yet.”
“Well, she's a smart filly, I'm sure she'll get it. Eventually.”
Applejack laughed. “Yeah, but she sure doesn't make it easy on me.” She stuck a crumpet into her mouth. “Your turn. What else did you do on your trip?”
“Well, I stopped in to visit my parents. My dad was organizing the observatory visit I told you about.”
“Oh, that's good. How are they doin'?”
“They're doing just fine,” Twilight answered. “Honestly, I think they're finally used to the fact that Shining and I both live out of town now. My dad doesn't have to worry about me dropping by and cleaning up all the papers he's working on, and my mom is free to focus on her writing.”
“So your mom's a writer, then?”
Twilight nodded, a wry smile on her face.
“So what kinda stuff does she write?”
“You promise to keep it a secret?”
“Huh?” Applejack raised an eyebrow. Why would Twilight want to hide something like that? “Um, okay, I guess I can keep it a secret.”
Twilight grinned and whispered. “I assume you've heard of the Daring Do books?”
“Wha—?” Applejack nearly choked on the word. “Your mom wrote all that!? You realize that if Rainbow Dash finds out, she'll go nuts, right?”
“That's why I want you to keep it secret,” Twilight said. “My mom likes writing, but she doesn't really like all the attention that comes with it, so she tries to keep it quiet.”
Applejack shook her head. She was starting to feel a little dizzy. “Wow, I never would've expected that. This is just crazy.”
“What's crazy?”
“It's just, your whole family. You're Princess Celestia's personal student and the Element of Magic, your brother's the captain of the guard and married a princess, your dad is like the top stallion in his field, and now it turns out that your mom wrote one of the most popular book series out there.” She sunk down on her chair. “It's all a bit intimidatin', you know? And to think that I'm probably gonna meet 'em eventually.”
“Yeah, about that... My parents want to take us out to dinner.”
“Eh?” Applejack's mind was immediately invaded by images of gaudiness, fancy clothes, top hats, and portion sizes that wouldn't even suffice for a snack.
“It's nothing big,” Twilight continued. “They want to take the train into Ponyville and take us to a cafe for supper is all. More tea?”
Applejack nodded dumbly. Twilight began to pour.
“They said that since we've been going out for so long that it's high time they got to know you a little better.”
“I see.” Applejack stared at the teacup, making no effort to drink from it. “That's, uh... it'll be an experience.”
“You don't have to be nervous about it, Applejack,” Twilight said. “My parents might sound intimidating, but I assure you that they aren't. My mother is as nice as Fluttershy, and my father can be sort of a goofball, really. They remembered you from Shining's wedding and were looking forward to seeing you again.”
“Right, yeah, I remember talkin' to them a little,” Applejack said absently. “They seemed nice enough. Wasn't much of a conversation though. Just givin' them congratulations and all.”
“Are you okay, Applejack?” Twilight narrowed her eyes. “Is there something about my parents that's bothering you?”
“No, it's... I dunno, exactly.” She stalled by taking a long, slow sip of tea. “I got nothing against meetin' your parents, it's just that...” She sighed. “I'm not sure how to say it. You mind if I think on it a bit and we can talk about it tomorrow?”
“I suppose so.” Twilight nodded. “We have more than enough other things to talk about, anyway.”
“We do,” Applejack said, her voice perking up a bit. She looked at the clock. “But it's gettin' a bit late, isn't it? I'd hate to keep you up.”
“Honestly,” Twilight reached across the table and put her hoof on Applejack's, “I'd rather keep talking. I've got nothing planned tomorrow, so unless you've got something...”
Applejack smiled, “Nope, I got the day off tomorrow.”
“In that case,” Twilight said, “It's your turn to tell me something about something that happened while I was gone.”
“Alright.” Applejack grinned. “You know that one hill in the north field that didn't have a tree?”
Twilight was impressed. Bon Bon's shop was every bit as clean as it had been before her departure. For a bit, she had been nervous that things would crumble without her around to clean and organize everything. She immediately felt a bit of embarrassment at her own conceit; Bon Bon had kept the shop in good order since before Twilight had ever moved to Ponyville. There was no reason she'd be able to keep it anything less than pristine with Twilight gone. And sure enough, the shop was perfectly in order.
She couldn't say the same thing about Lyra. Lyra's mane was even more disheveled than usual and she had bags under her eyes large enough to carry a week's worth of groceries. Twilight watched as she stumbled down the stairs, as if her limbs didn't quite want to listen to her.
“Lyra, are you okay?”
“You!” Lyra stood bolt upright and thrust a hoof at Twilight. “You're back!”
“Um, yes I am. What happened to you?”
“Bon Bon expected me to pick up all your slack! That's what happened!” Lyra's eye twitched. “How!? How do you do it?”
“Do what?”
“Cleaning everything in the shop three times a day! It takes me like two hours to clean everything once and even then Bon Bon can't even tell that I cleaned anything.” She put her hooves on Twilight's shoulders and shook her. “Is there some sort of magical dust that only certain ponies can see or something? I don't get it!”
“I, uh...”
“Lyra, you have never spent two hours cleaning anything!” Bon Bon barked, sticking her head out of the kitchen. “You clean for about five minutes and then get distracted by something. If you would just focus, you'd be able to finish everything in like half an hour!”
“Okay, so maybe I don't always focus quite as much as I could,” Lyra admitted with a chuckle. “But that doesn't matter any more because Twilight is back!”
Bon Bon sighed, and rolled her eyes. “Lyra, please help Twilight clean today. I'm sure she's had a long week dealing with all the kids.” She disappeared into the kitchen before Lyra could protest.
“Aw, phooey,” Lyra snorted. Then she almost immediately perked up. “Oh well. Now that you're back it should go pretty quick. How was the trip?”
“Good,” Twilight said as she opened the broom closet. “Tiring.” She looked into the closet. “I suppose Bon Bon didn't bother having you organize the cleaning supplies?”
Lyra shook her head. “Sorry about that. By the time I was finished, I was too sick of cleaning to put them back neatly,” She noted Twilight's frown. “So, uh, I'm guessing that the trip wasn't just tiring because of the students?”
“What do you mean?”
“I'm just saying, it was the first time that you and Applejack were apart for more than a day or two.”
“Yeah, it was tough. I think we both missed each other more than we thought we were going to.”
“Bet it's good to be back, huh?” Lyra pulled a broom out of the closet. “You two have fun catching up with each other?”
Twilight smiled. “You could say that. Also, you need to sweep in a logical pattern, not just randomly. Otherwise you'll miss a section of the floor.”
“Oh, right.”
“Lyra, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure. Why not?”
“Well,” Twilight glanced over her shoulder in a needlessly suspicious fashion, and lowered her voice. “When you and Bon Bon got engaged, how did you... go about it?”
Lyra stifled a giggle. “So you're already thinking about that, are you?”
“S-sort of. Not really.” Twilight’s cheeks were suddenly very hot. “It’s just for future reference.”
“Well, I'm sorry, but I can't really help.”
“What?”
Lyra stopped her sweeping, which wasn't really doing much good anyway. For a moment she stared at the meager dust pile at her hooves. Then she turned to Twilight. “Because I never got the chance,” she said, a mischievous grin on her face. “Bon Bon asked me.”
“Really?” Twilight blinked. She tried to form a mental image of Bon Bon proposing, but it wouldn't come together.
Lyra nodded. “If you want to know about how to do that, you'd better ask her about it. She's the only one of us who managed to build up the courage.”
Applejack yawned as she flipped through an ancient photo album. She had gone back half a dozen generations, and hadn't found anyone who was even remotely close to a famous author, or a captain of the guard, or a highly regarded astronomer, or the personal protege of a princess. Sure, Granny Smith had helped found Ponyville, but practically nopony, least of all Granny herself, really made a big deal out of it. Aside from that, she had a great uncle who had invented the cider press, and a second cousin-in-law who had done a few minor movie roles. Now that she thought about it, she was probably the most notable member of the family, what with the whole Element of Honesty thing. She didn't know how to feel about that. As a matter of fact, she didn't feel all that different.
Maybe she could—
Whatever thought she was in the midst of was knocked out of her head by the sound of something blasting through the window. She instinctively covered her head as a cascade of glass landed in the middle of the room, along with something else that made a loud splat. She opened her eyes. At least this time it hadn't been Rainbow Dash. It had been a watermelon. It didn't take a genius to know who was behind this.
“Apple Bloom!”
Her sister's head poked through the gap where the window had been a minute earlier. “Um, sorry about that, Applejack. We didn't know it would shoot so far.”
“But why would you aim it at the house? If you have to aim at something, why couldn't you make a target and leave it out in a field or something?”
“Yeah, that... might have been a good idea.” Apple Bloom mumbled. “We'll do that next time.” She deflated slightly. “How long am I grounded for?”
“You know what, I'm a bit too tired to be really mad at you, so if y'all can get a new window and fix it, that'll be it, okay?” She yawned. “I really don't wanna use up all my energy yellin' at you.”
“Thanks, Applejack!” Apple Bloom wiped the sweat from her forehead. She yelled over her shoulder. “It's okay! She's not mad as long as we fix the window!” She turned back to Applejack. “Where were you last night, anyway? You were still out when I went to bed.”
“I was just catchin' up with Twilight. Just like you've been hangin' out with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle ever since they got back.”
“Except you get to do it all night, because you're grown up and don't have a bedtime, right?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Something like that.” Applejack closed the photo album. “You guys better get workin'. Big Macintosh probably won't be so unhappy if you guys are already workin' on getting the hole fixed when he gets back.” She glanced at the clock. “As for me, I got a date to make, so I'll see you later.”
“You aren't gonna be out all night again, are you?” Apple Bloom asked.
“I promise I'll be back to tuck you in, okay?” Applejack tousled her sister's hair. “And that window had better be fixed up by the time I get back!” She started to walk off, but at the last moment looked back over her shoulder. “And I want the same window back in there. No gettin’ creative.”
Twilight sat at the cafe, leafing through the menu. There really wasn't much of a point to it, as she generally ordered the same thing every time she was here, but it was something to do while she waited for Applejack. As she absentmindedly scanned the appetizer section, she thought about Applejack. Or rather, she thought about that thing that Applejack hadn't wanted to talk about last night. Surely my parents can't be that intimidating. Maybe I shouldn't have told her that my mom wrote the Daring Do books. It might have been a bit much.
“Hey, Twilight.”
She lowered the menu and found that Applejack had already taken a seat across the table.
“Wah!” Twilight slammed the menu down. “Why do you always sneak up on me!?”
“I dunno,” Applejack said. Twilight noticed a mysterious glint in her eye. “Maybe the same reason you're always readin' the menu. You probably know that thing by memory by now.”
“No, I don't!” Twilight said, shaking her head violently. “I just sort of started reading it by reflex. I wasn't even thinking about it.”
“I dunno how you manage it. Readin' one thing while thinkin' another,” Applejack said. “I could never manage that. I like workin' through one thing at a time.” She tapped her chin. “Although I do like thinkin' through stuff while I work. But that's not quite the same. I don't really have to think much about how to buck a tree or whatever.”
“I doubt I'd be able to think like that,” Twilight tried to imagine performing magical analysis while catching apples in a basket. “It would be too tough for me to concentrate.”
“Everypony has their own way of thinkin' things through, I guess,” Applejack said with a shrug. “Speakin' of which, I've been thinkin' about last night.”
Twilight grinned. “So have I.”
“In particular, I was thinkin' about that whole thing with meetin' your parents.”
“Oh, right,” Twilight said, trying her best to sound like she hadn't just been thinking about it. “You really don't need to be nervous about it. They're really sociable.”
“It's not that, so much.” A melancholy expression flickered across Applejack's face for a moment. “It's just that, your family is doin' all this really important stuff, and—”
“Applejack, I don't care about that!” Twilight interrupted. “We've been over this a thousand times. I like that you're so down-to-earth!”
“It ain't that either.” Applejack sighed. “It's just that... I wish you could've met my parents.”
“Oh.” Twilight felt a chill wash over her. She couldn't remember the last time that Applejack had mentioned her parents.
“Did I ever tell you about my parents, Twilight?” Applejack's voice was flat.
“You've mentioned them once or twice,” Twilight said, choosing her words carefully. “They passed away when you were young, right?”
Applejack nodded. “Yeah. I was just a bit older than Apple Bloom is now.” She looked wistfully into the air. “You would've liked 'em. They would've liked you too, though they'd probably have thought it was weird that I got together with somepony so bookish.”
“I wish I could meet them, too,” Twilight said. She reached across the table and took Applejack's hoof. “Why don't you tell me a little about them? I know you don't talk about it much, but I'd like to know more about them. If you're okay with that, of course.”
“I guess it's about time I told you a bit more,”
“Are you sure?”
“It's fine, Twilight,” Applejack said. “I came to terms with it a long time ago. Honestly, the main reason I don't talk about it much is because I don't even know my parents as well as I'd like. I mean, I remember them, but I was just a filly, and I didn't really know them. Not the way that I know Big Macintosh or Granny or Apple Bloom or you. I just wasn't old enough to pick everything up. But I do remember that they were kind, hard workers, and that they loved all of us a whole lot.” Twilight noticed tears gathering at the corners of Applejack's eyes. “My dad was the one who first taught me how to buck apples properly, and my mom was a great cook. To this day Granny says she can't bake an apple pie so well.”
“They sound great.” Twilight couldn't think of anything else to say.
Applejack nodded and continued, her voice sounding strained. “It was when I was still a filly; it was maybe about a year after I got my cutie mark. There was some sort of particularly nasty sickness going around, and...” She swallowed. “My mother went first. My father caught it a few weeks later. He was workin' himself ragged, tryin' to keep the cider season goin' so we'd have all the money we'd need. A month later he was gone, too.” A tear ran down her cheek and she flicked it away.
“I-I'm sorry,” Twilight mumbled, as she clutched Applejack's hoof with her own.
“It's okay, Twi. It's sad, but I'm just glad I can remember them, even if it's only just a bit. I don't think I really understood it all until later. I mean, I was sad; I just about bawled my eyes out. But I was just a kid; my memories of them are all crazy. Like my dad buckin' a whole field with one kick, or my mom makin' a dozen pies outta one apple.” She allowed herself a smile. “I know it's not quite how they really were, but I like to think that I remembered all the important bits.”
Twilight nodded. “I think you remembered what you needed to.”
“Thanks. Big Mac took it harder than me. He was way closer to them than I ever had the chance to be. Apple Bloom... I'm not sure whether she had it hardest or easiest. She was so young that she didn't really even know what was goin' on; she never had to go through that pain, never felt like something was missin'. But then on the other hoof, she missed out on ever gettin' to know mom and dad. Sometimes I just wish she would've at least had a chance to meet them.”
“Well, for what it's worth, I think that you did a fine job showing her,” Twilight said, putting a hoof to Applejack's face. “Kind, hardworking, and loved their family, right?”
Applejack smiled. “Since when were you so cheesy, Twilight?”
“Since Luna had that giant cheese wheel delivered to the library, I guess.”
Applejack's smile broke into a laugh. “Twi, that's a terrible joke! Have you been hanging out with Pinkie or something?”
Twilight shared in Applejack's giggling. “I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. Are you sure you're okay? I don't want to make things awkward.”
“Nah, it's fine. It's not a pleasant subject, but it's something that I have to face every now and again. I just figured that if I was gonna be meetin' your parents, I should at least try to tell you a bit about mine, even if I don't remember them all that well.”
“Well, they sound wonderful.”
“They were,” Applejack said. “I know that much. After we finish eatin', how would you like to go back to the farm, and I could show you some pictures and tell you a bit more about them?”
“I'd like that,” Twilight said. “If you're going to meet my parents, it's the least I could do.”
“Ta-da!” Rarity shoved a mirror into position, allowing Applejack to finally get a good look at herself. Her mane had been braided into a slightly-tighter-than-usual ponytail, and her body was wrapped in a simple (by Rarity's standards, at least) red evening gown. “I think you look quite dashing!” Rarity watched as Applejack stared at herself, turning slowly back and forth as she analyzed her new outfit. “Well? What do you think?”
“It looks real good, Rarity.” She stepped closer to the mirror. “But are you sure that it's... fancy enough?”
“Fancy... enough?” Rarity sounded like she had never heard the words before. “You... Applejack, think that it's not fancy enough!?” She took a step towards Applejack, bringing her hoof down hard enough to rattle the spools on the nearby shelves. In the background, Pinkie Pie giggled.
“I just want to make a good impression on Twilight's parents, that's all!”
“That doesn't mean that it's an appropriate situation in which to wear your most elaborate garments.”
“What do you mean?”
“There is a whole spectrum of fashion formality, Applejack. Just because a dress may be perfectly appropriate for the Grand Galloping Gala doesn't mean that you ought to wear it on a casual outing to a cafe. It would be so out of place that it would look like you were wearing a costume!”
“Yeah, and if you're going to be wearing a costume, it needs to be something better than a dress!” Pinkie chimed in as she popped out of one of Rarity's fabric rolls. “It should be like, a clown! No, no, a bear! You could dress up as that bear that Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy housecavesat for!”
Rarity put a hoof to her forehead. “Pinkie...”
“Oooh oooh! Even better, you could wear this!” Pinkie reached into one of Rarity's cabinets and whipped out a gigantic, purple, mascot-style costume head. “See! You could wear my Twilight costume!”
“Uh...” Applejack stared. The gigantic head bore a slight resemblance to Twilight; the color was right and it looked like the mane was an imitation of Twilight’s. Then again, the whole thing was so gigantic and bulbous that it looked more like a shoddily-made Twilight bobblehead. “I think I'll pass. I want to make a good impression. If I showed up dressed like Twilight, I don't think they'd think real highly of me.”
Pinkie tapped her chin. “I guess you could dress up as me...”
“Or, she could wear something appropriate,” Rarity said flatly. “Such as the dress that she's already wearing.”
“Yeah, I think I'm gonna trust Rarity's judgment on this one,” Applejack said. “I like it, Rarity. Thanks for puttin' it together on such short notice.”
“Think nothing of it, dear. Anything I could do to help you along.” She flicked the curl of her mane with characteristic flair. “Speaking of which, if you ever have... further need of my skills, know I am more than willing to oblige.” She winked.
Applejack swallowed. “F-further need?”
“She means that she'll make your wedding dress!” Pinkie chimed in.
“I got it, Pinkie!” Applejack said, glaring at Pinkie.
“What, it's gonna happen eventually, isn't it?” Pinkie asked, utterly unintimidated.
“I-it's way too early to be thinkin' about that, alright?” Applejack mumbled. “I should be goin'. I have to, uh, get ready or something. Thanks again, Rarity.” She all but spun out of the dress. Rarity caught it and folded it neatly before sliding it into a waiting bag.
“And I hope you have a lovely time,”
“Yeah, me too.” Applejack snatched up the bag and hurried out the door.
Rarity turned to Pinkie and gave her a mild glare. “Laying it on a bit thick, don't you think?”
“Hmm... I guess you're right. I should've told her to dress up like herself! It would be the easiest costume ever!”
Rarity shook her head. “Why did you even come here?”
Twilight stood in front of the mirror, combing her mane for the fifth time. “I'm impressed, Spike. You did a wonderful job maintaining the library while I was gone.”
“You've already told me that like a dozen times since you got back,” Spike said. Then he puffed out his chest. “Although I will say that I'm proud of how things went. Overdue book returns are down by fifteen percent!” He neglected to mention that if one did the math, that only amounted to one less late book than usual.
“And I'm glad to hear it. Gives me one less thing to put on my checklist.”
“Which leaves you with about four hundred others!”
“Ha ha.” Twilight ruffled his spines. “Maybe I should start giving you more responsibilities. Like cleaning the bathroom.”
“Uh, I think I better stick with just managing the library,” Spike said. “Wouldn't want to overwork myself!”
“Are you sure?” Twilight gave Spike a sideways glance. “I do have four hundred other things to worry about, after all.”
“What, like brushing your mane? If you keep that up, it's going to fall out.” He ducked as Twilight playfully swung her hairbrush at him. “Why are you combing it so much, anyway? Usually you only comb your mane like two or three times, tops.”
“I just want to look nice tonight, that's all.”
“Why? They're your parents. I know for a fact that they aren't going to care if your mane is a bit scruffy. And Applejack doesn't even pay attention to that stuff anyway.”
“I guess you're right.” She brushed her mane a final time and forced herself to leave the brush on the dresser. “I look okay, right?”
“You look fine. Even if you didn't, nopony is going to care what you look like as long as you show up.”
“I dunno, even Applejack might be a bit miffed if I followed Pinkie's advice.”
Spike shrugged. “True, but at least your dad would think it was hilarious.”
Twilight chuckled. “He probably would.” She glanced at the clock. “I should get going. I was going to go over to Applejack's early before we go meet my parents at the train station.”
“Yeah, you should totally get going,” Spike nodded. “You wouldn't want to be late.”
“You're right. I'll see you later.” Twilight began to walk out the door. “Have a good evening while I'm gone.”
“Oh, I will.” Spike grinned widely as he closed the door behind her. Then her voice came through the window.
“And limit yourself to one slice of cake! I don't want you getting sick again.”
Spike sighed and his whole body went a little limp. “Awww phooey.”
I really love the relationship between Twilight and Applejack. It's a realistic romance, the pacing is good, and they are always trying to find ways to communicate and be respectful of one another. That's a really wonderful and healthy thing to see.
1st half Liquid pride
2nd half This is getting better by the chapter
Looking forward to next chapter,
She's trying to get under your tail, Rares. I think she's going with the "frustrate them into rage sex" tack.
It'd probably work on you, honestly.
ANOTHER UPDATE! THIS MAKES ME HAPPY! HUHZAA'S AND HANDSPRINGS!
I think you handled AJs parents far more than satisfactory, and I am glad you did address them. Also this story is getting TOO good. Dial it down or I might die waiting for updates.
The cheese joke... Brilliant.
That was nice
As Cheechos said, one of the best parts about this story is how realistic the romance is. It isn't overdone, kissy-flirty, it's just two people(ponies) who enjoy to be together immensely, so much so that they have come to love each other.
I'd say that is the strongest point of this story; How the romance is somewhat in the background but still enough in the front that we cannot miss it. It isn't choking us like other stories,-and I'm rambling again.
Keep up the good work and I'll see you when next chapter arrives!
this looks so good, waiting for it to be complete, so i don't forget things between chapter updates....unless it probably will finish within a month or something very soon.
Twi and AJ have one of the best relationships I've seen in a fic so far. You handle everything subtly enough that even when it's dealing with our favorite zany ponies it's still very believable. Not to mention satisfying to read.
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We wheely need more cheesy puns.
Your handling of the matter of AJ's parents was more than satisfactory, believe me. (Because I believed every word of it, and Twi's reaction rang true.)
Everyone is talking about marriage, and it's hard for me to even think of them as a romantic couple. It's been over a year, and the most passion they have exhibited is a single almost make-out. They haven't even slept together? (I do not mean sex, simply sharing a bed) There isn't any passion to their romance.
Don't get me wrong, I have been loving this story since I started it. The Slice of Life, and how the relationship affects the other ponies in their lives has been excellent, but the romance tag almost seems to be too much, simply because it has been so very dry. It kind of seems that in order to not have the story be overly romanticized, it went too far in the other direction.
Nice and bittersweet.
It's nice to see them back together again. I'm also glad I'm not the only one who thinks Twilight's mom is secretly the author of the Daring Do books.
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3394658 I don't usually go for puns, but this one was staring me in the face. I couldn't not make it.
3394818 I actually had one person (I think it was Jake Roberts) describe this as "the most unromantic shipfic I've ever read". I think that sums it up pretty well..
3394836 Well, it won't be done in a month. Tentatively speaking, I'm going to say there are probably about half a dozen more chapters to go. And I say tentatively because initially this story was only going to be about ten chapters long and now look where we are.
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3395501 I definitely see where you're coming from, but at the same time, that was kind of the point. Passion is an element of romance, but if you try to base the entire relationship on it things will go badly because you can't keep those feelings up forever. There's an entire mini-arc focused around that where Twilight starts to worry that things are going south because she doesn't get the same rush she did when they started going out, and realizing that it's okay. In fact, it could be a good thing, because it means the relationship goes deeper than just infatuation; they don't need to be touchy-feely. I wouldn't say it's passionless, just that their particular brand of affection manifests more in their communication than their physical affection. It's not that such displays of affection are bad, just that everyone kind of uses that as the default state; there's an assumption that if a relationship is occurring, it's going to be really flirtatious and physical, when that isn't always the case. Basically, I wanted to portray their relationship as being based primarily on their emotional connection rather than anything physical.
That said, you're probably right that I went too far in the other direction, and I probably could have gone a bit further in having them show their affection for each other more readily. It's just that "Romance" seems to be so... romanticized in most stories that it becomes overly dramatized. It's always about big sweeping displays of affection and love triangles and in general just comes across as really glamorized. I wanted to sort of strip out all of that and have a story focusing on the real nuts and bolts of a relationship; the minutae of everyday life. I wanted to emphasize the mundane elements of the relationship over the more melodramatic and emotional moments that shipfics usually focus on. And I apparently overdid it a bit. Also wow, that was a long comment.
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Frustrating her like that would work on Rarity because she's a little...
Pie strung.
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I'm going to be so sad when this fic eventually ends.
I'd say 75% of my time spent on this site is hitting the refresh button once or twice a day hoping that "A Delicate Balance" has been updated.
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Here in lies what my issue is. I kinda wondered what Twi was on about, because there never felt like there was much of a rush to be had. The romance has been so incredibly dry the whole story, it's like there was never any passion to begin with. A true lasting romance cannot be based on passion no, but at the same time, a lasting romance will almost certainly be able to retain some of that spark. There just feels like there was very little spark to begin with. The irony is Twi's crush was believable as such at the start, but there is a difference between the feelings of a crush and the kind of passion real romantic feelings engender.
One thing I had been thinking about that kind of sums up what I think is missing is how Rob and Laura Petri from the Dick Van Dyke show. Watch it and you can clearly see they still have some of that passion in their lives they had when they first fell for each other, but it has been tempered by many years of a happy, fruitful marriage. That's what I feel is missing. Their relationship (Rob and Laura I mean) is not overplayed, nor is it anything you couldn't give an E rating, but at the same time it leaves no illusions that these two people are very much in love with each other. I don't see this with Applejack and Twilight. It's more like they are just really good friends, closer than the others, but nothing past that. And I have spent way to much time whining about this.
tl;dr It doesn't need to be overly romanticized, nor does the romance need to be a major focus, but neither does it have to be so, well, chaste I guess. Something like, being more nuzzle-y maybe. Ponies are very physically affectionate after all.
This is getting boring. There hasn't been a whole lot of romance in this supposed ship fic. I can't even remember the last time they ever kissed and I don't think you've ever implied anything more intimate in their relationship. Ever. Hell, the first thing they do when they finally see each other again is hug. They HUG. Not kiss.
Do they even have a sexual relationship with each other? I can't believe I have to ask but I honestly feel like there is nothing going on between them. No hints or implications. I don't need explicit content here but what you have now feels really dry.
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The thing is, it isn't unromanted It is romantic and it shows that romance clearly, but on a deeper level than most. Most other shipfics go with clearly shown affection, sex, making out and so on. You do it by describing how they simply long to be with each other, and that is the core of a relationship. To me, at least.
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A relationship is not about wanting to kiss, have sex or anything. To truly love someone is to simply want to be together with them, spend time with them. That is how Twi & Aj's relationship function. They aren't overly affectionate, but if you look at how they act, what they say about the other the their friends and such, then you'll see just how deep their love for each other is.
The love is there, you just don't see it.
3396289 Yeah, I know what you mean. Like I said earlier, I was going for something specific and probably overdid it a little. Oh well, can't get everything perfect, I guess.
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It may not be the most important thing but it certainly has its place. These two may as well be good friends.
3397608 I'd say there's definitely more to it than that; I'd say they're a good deal more emotionally intimate with each other than they are with anyone else, but then again, the lines between close friendship and romance can get pretty blurry. Depends on the individual approach, I guess.
Hmm, all I can think to say about this chapter is that I always like the way you write Pinkie Pie and Rarity, so the scenes with them together are perfect.
Although, reading some of the other comments on this chapter makes me want to reaffirm that I like the way you're portraying the romance here. The way they think about each other so much, and everything, it really speaks for their emotional bond, to me, and it's not all that critical to need to see them be super physical to prove it. Like it was cute watching AJ be so anxious waiting at the train station, this chapter. So yeah, much nicer than the other main Twijack fic that comes to mind, where literally the very first thing they did after becoming a couple was to teleport to Twilight's bedroom for some off-screen action. THAT, to me, was the one seriously lacking in romance.
I am shipping RariPie so hard right now ... Their interaction are amazing.
"If I showed up dressed like Twilight, I don't think they'd think real highly of me."
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3397953 It's weird how sometimes removing the most overt romantic elements can actually make the relationship seem more romantic.
3398250 I don't really ship them, but they are a lot of fun to write.
3398828 Yeah, that's the exact problem.
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"...I got it!"
Another great chapter! Loved the comic references too
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I don't think you overdid it. Not for me, at least. Sure, it doesn't quite fit some people's tastes, but if you had written your story differently, it wouldn't have quite fit the tastes of people who already loved your story the way it is now.
To me, stories that portray romance with an emphasis on how physically attractive the characters find each other are often boring. Kind of "Ugh, this again?" levels of boring.
But I and over a thousand other readers are loving the emotional bonding and attraction between AJ and Twilight. Scenes like Applejack telling Twilight about her parents are the kind of things that keep my interest, and make this story such a great read for me.
Though, I suppose, now that I'm thinking about it, a scene where the two of them go on a date (or just have a moment) where they have the opportunity to snuggle a bit would fit rather well into the general feel of this story. Actually, something like that would fit REALLY well.
In any case, I look forward to more!
That cheese pun was grate. No, wheely, you're gouda't this.
That cheese joke made my day.
This was one of my favorite chapters yet. This is absolutely a story that doesn't need to go farther into the physical side of the relationship, because the emotional side is handled so well. Twilight and Applejack feel like they're in love, and they show it clearly through their words and thoughts. And in its own way, it's just as fun to read as any physical, makeout-laden shipfic I could name. More so than a lot of them.
Also... half a dozen chapters left? After following this for so long, well over a year now, it's hard to wrap my head around the the end being in sight. A lot of other shipfics have come and gone from my Tracking list, and none have felt like a permanent part of it like this one does. I can say with a fair degree of certainty that no other story is ever going to take its place.
3401545 Thanks. I knew from the start that my approach to the subject was going to feel weird to some people, but it's hard to hit the exact balance. If anything, I'm glad for the reassurance.
3403357 Well, at the rate I'm going it may very well take me another six months to actually write them, so don't start worrying yet. But seriously, I'm honored to know that you've gotten so much enjoyment out of my writing. I can't promise that whatever I go onto after this will really compare, but at the very least I want to make this story the best it can be. Which is really why it will come to an end; nothing kills a story like dragging it out after the substance is gone. If I really want it to work, I have to know when to let it be.
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I understood that reference!
And I can't get the image linker to work...
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I agree, the latest chapters all lack quite the tension. They were still beautiful, kind of like a small stream gurgle down its way from the mountains through the forest and plains into the ocean and you sit there watching it, eating some yummy sandwiches and enjoying the view. However if you do THAT for ten times IN THE ROW, the amazing view becomes ordinary and the yummy sandwiches which always stayed the same as well becomes stale in taste.
Some diversity would be good and the sexual part of their relationship could help to spice the story up a bit. Am not talking that you should write clop, Celestia forbid, this wouldn't fit this kinda story at all, but that we see that they desire each other not only on an emotional/psychological part but also on a body/physical one. Rainbow or Pinkie would be perfect to be used as the brash/unshamed friend to ask the couple how often they had sex which ofc would turn Twi/AJ red with AJ maybe saying RD! to RD to shut her up or Twi saying PINKIE! to Pinks to make her shut up. And then their friends realizes that they didn't had sex yet and FINALLY, we might get opinions which are NOT always the same supportive ones.
WE'll see Shy being too scared to think about Twi/AJ having sex and wanting them to leave it to their privacy, Rarity finds it romantic and says it has time till after th marrigage aka she uses it to hint on them getting married already, RD is like "what? You're together for almost TWO YEARS now and you still haven't plowed your purple field, AJ?" while Pinkie laughs about the "joke" till she realizes that Twi/AJ really meant it and is unsure what to say as she can't understand why you wouldn't want to be intimate with the pony you love but can also understand that Twi/AJ need their own pace in their relationship. Though Pinkie does think that after two years of being in love it's hightime that they start to see the other no only as their "special" somepony but as their special "somepony" with pronouncing on the pony part.
And Twi and Aj ofc are bewildered, they were so in love they didn't thought about that yet. Sex just never played a big part in their life with Aj working all the time/saving the world and Twi studying all the time/saving the world. They never felt the need or if they took care of it themselves (here you could let them ask if each other if they ever "did you-know-what-I-mean" with "m-m-me in your mind" and make it adorably blushing how they admit to how they took care of their certain needs here and there and thought about the other one during said times), but now they are in a relationship, a relationship which both start to think about MARRIAGE.
It would be high-time to start thinking about the other's partner sexuality/beauty as well. Not saying beauty only gets shown during sex or through "I wanna fuck this"-eyes, but the privat parts of themselves are soemthing they would only show somepony they really trust and really love alot. I doubt Aj would show her hue-hue to RD or anypony else of her friends/family and same goes for Twi with her mu-mu. But they would show it the other one if said other one wants or likes to see it that is.
They don't need to have sex in this story. They can talk about it, come to terms with it, admit that they like each other not only purely romantical but also sexual and that they either agree for some date with a certain outcome to try it out, maybe have Twi admit she never had any experience in that kind with anypony and AJ admiting she never had any experience in that kind with a mare, or make it that they want to keep it for after the marriage. And voila, we had "sex" in the story, just not as "act" but as "relationship topic".
As long as the topic finally changes away from how much Twi and AJ loves each other and everypony supports them in everything (gawd, I miss the "Shy doesn't like Twi/AJ's relationship that much"-chapters...), it's good. The parents angle was nice with AJ talking to Twi about her own parents and of how intimating Twi's family is but we all know that they gonna love her and that Twi will be always there for her, so this topic is a small breeze compared to the sex talk one given the many downvotes Fley got and upvotes Kap got.
The love is there and it doesn't need sex to be shown, but the love is there for 24 chapters and it's almost always the same over and over and over again. The sex angle could change that, we could have one of them beign very uncomfortable with it while the other would like to try it out and they have to get to an agreement as both know that this will play a part in their lives after all one is uncomfortable with it while the other isn't, just for an example.
So I don't see a need that sex gets damned as devil's work in this fic or that sex =/= love nor do I see a need to dismiss the love Twi and AJ had displayed till now or discuss the depth of it. All I want is some wind on the ocean to get the Twijack ship sailing as for several chapters it continues to stay in the same spot and not move on. And if the parent talk is unable to provide that kind of fresh breeze, maybe the sex talk and thoughts about it and how Twi/AJ will interact with each other once that topic comes up in their relationship and how they deal with it. There are several "safe" ways to deal with this kind of development and you showed that you got the skills to handle it in a safe way too, so I do hope that if this doesn't wrap up in 2-3 chapters already, that with such a "risky" topic handled in a "IC and safe" way with Twi and AJ will spice things up a bit.
Then again this is your story and your call, just saying that Fley and Blue Paladin weren't the only one to have commented that the story got "boring" in the past chapters.
Now let's see how many up-and downvotes this comment will get.
You should have add wings and a horn to the 'twilight costume'
For the joke ^_^
3416355 All I'm going to say about this is that an upcoming conversation in the next chapter makes this comment thoroughly amusing. It's probably not going to be as detailed as you're thinking, but there are definitely some interesting implications.
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I bet whatever it is it's the goofball dad's fault!
3417146 Thanks. Though you might want to read the other 21 chapters before heaping too much praise.
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It's actually less than a year old. 2 weeks more and it's a year old.
But I've gotten over it. I realised that her accent is more of a "twang" than pronouncing the words differently... if you can phrase it like that. I've gotten used to reading it in the characters' voices, so the accent comes naturally.
I know I'm the last one who should say this, but it's been three weeks and I'm jonesing here...
3492020 Check my blog. Next chapter will be out over the weekend, unless something ridiculous happens.
3416355 lol, find it funny that you make out clop is a bad thing, while that couldn't be further from the truth, somepony is just a little big of a goodie two shoes to admit that it adds to stories if done right
Commence read.
Ah, the bad jokes. Good stuff.
Does make you wonder why Pinkie Pie was there, but why wouldn't she be, at the same time.