• Published 2nd Dec 2017
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Understanding - Amethyst_Dawn



Cheerilee wants to talk. Big Mac has a feeling he knows why.

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Can it Be that Easy?

Big Mac restlessly shuffled in his seat, the resulting rumble disturbing the hayburger in front of him. Nopony else who happened to be seated on the restaurant’s patio paid much heed to the quaking, since the big stallion losing a little control of his unusual brute strength once in awhile was not an uncommon occurrence in the small town of Ponyville. A few did take the time to notice that he was anxious, but didn't do anything about it. He was always the sort of stallion to keep his troubles to himself, and that was understood by all.

He jumped a little as the waiter placed a gentle hoof on his shoulder, and offered an empathetic nod. He smiled, and stilled a little. Macintosh really did appreciate just how much the citizens of Ponyville understood him without him needing to speak a word, and the select few he actually talked with only knew him that much more. However, he was still anxious about this particular meeting as the kindhearted waiter silently returned to his post.

“Mac?”

The stallion’s attention was snapped back to the seat in front of him, which was now in the process of being occupied by a familiar, attractive, grape-colored Earth Pony mare. Her eyes green as smiths, yet weren’t as bright as usual. Her smile was cautious, and her eyes were sad, but they looked at him with admiration.

Big Mac swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “Cheerilee,” he greeted with a forced, nervous smile. “How was the class?”

“Oh, not too hectic this morning, I'm afraid.” She sighed, brushing her mane away from her eye. “Your sister is improving in her grades, but I don't have much to mention besides that. No unbelievable stories today… my mind has been a little too busy with other things to notice if my students did anything too childish.”

She took a moment to think, and looked up to him. “The truth is, Mac… I can’t beat around the bush with you anymore. We need to talk.”

Big Mac felt another lump take root in his gullet, much larger and harder to swallow. “About what?” He prodded cautiously.

There was a spark of pain in Cheerilee's eyes, and she looked away as her forehooves danced around each other. Her expressions shifted from one to the other, yet always conveyed an uncertain nervousness. Out of habit, Macintosh reached over to place a hoof on her shoulder. She visibly tensed, but let out another long sigh.

“I need to know… have you ever had d-doubts…” she stammered, their eyes meeting once again. “A-about us, I mean?”

Big Mac felt a pit forming in his stomach, he saw where this was going. But he swallowed his pride, and his smile turned rueful.

“Eeyup,”

“Oh…” Cheerilee sighed, “m-me too… in fact, I think we might have been too hasty in our… relationship.”

Mac felt his eyes sting as the simple doubt seemed to punch him in the gut, and he visibly flinched as he retracted his hoof. He took a breath, and nodded.

“M-maybe…” Cheerilee's eyes were welling with tears. Macintosh could see that this wasn't any easier for her than it was for him.

“You're... you’re a wonderful pony, Mac. I don't want you to think I’d ever think otherwise. We've been friends for years, but…” she paused, and let out a shuddering exhale. “I don't think we mesh enough to be in this kind of relationship. Not in the ways that you need, I mean. I think you deserve someone a little more… active, and maybe more refined. I want to know if you've felt it too.”

Big Mac looked out towards the center of town. “Ah… Ah don't rightly know,” he admitted, turning back to her. “But Ah do know one thing, Cheer: it ain’t entirely about what the other pony ‘deserves’ or ‘don’t deserve’, it’s mostly about if there’s love between ‘em…”

Cheerilee’s ears fell. “I guess that makes sense, but…”

“But if you feel like we ain’t supposed to be together, you just say so.” Macintosh interjected. “Ah’ve been your friend for this long, and Ah’ll still be your friend no matter what. If you decide that we're not ready for… this, or that we don't fit right, or whatever, you just say so. No matter what you choose, Ah’ll abide by it.”

Cheerilee smiled at him with sincerity, but the tears never left her eyes. Nor his.

“I… I think we should just stay friends, then.”

There it was.

Macintosh closed his eyes. He expected to feel pain, maybe an emptiness, or an ache. Something, anything to signify loss, but nothing came. There was no hurt. His nerves were cooling, and his heart was at ease. When he opened his eyes, they didn't sting: they felt as clear as ever, and he still felt love and admiration for the mare before him. He was confused, but not complaining.

Cheerilee visibly fell further into her own fear, and her voice cracked. “You don't… hate me, do you? I still want to be friends.”

Big Mac was laughing before he knew it, undoubtedly confusing the poor schoolmarm as he leaned forward. Once he was able to catch his breath, his eyes beamed at her.

“Y'all should know Ah'd never hate you, Cheer.” He set both forehooves together on the table. “Ah… Ah can't even say Ah’m hurt. Ah haven't lost anythin’.”

Sure enough, Cheerilee was befuddled. “Wha-... I don't think you understand, I'm saying--”

“Ah do understand, Ah don't have a marefriend anymore…” he paused, and held her gaze with stern gentleness. “... But like you said; Ah’m keepin’ a friend. Is that really something to be upset about?”

Cheerilee was still as her fear vanished from her face, and she stepped to the side of the table “C’mere,”

Big Mac stepped down from his seat, and was welcomed into a warm hug.

“Thanks for understanding,” the Teacher choked, holding her friend close.







“As if Ah wouldn't,”

Author's Note:

Is it always a bad thing when a ship sinks? Do hearts have to be broken when in the process of simply taking a step back?

As always, feel free to leave a thumbs up or thumbs down, add your comment for feedback, and don't be shy about nitpicking.

Until Next Time, God Bless You!
~Amethyst Dawn.

Comments ( 19 )

Weeks later Sugar Belle help fill Big Mac's heart and more.

8585177
Indeed, my friend. I agree.

8585061
you know I cant help but wonder if sugar belle is related to rarity?

That did not at all go the direction I might have guessed it would. Quite a lovely scene, though I must admit it seems awfully short for what it's trying to cover. Feels like it should be part of a longer story, and doesn't quite stand on its own, but I think you did what you were trying to do quite well here. Thanks for writing this :twilightsmile:

8586752
I'll admit I do feel it's a little rushed, since this was kind of a last-minute project. But I'm glad I was able to carry the emotions nonetheless. Thank you for the feedback. :twilightsmile:

I also expected Cheer/Mac but I was pleasantly surprised. Yes it's a sad tale, but sometimes two ponies(people) seem right for each other but just don't click. With the advent of Sugar/Mac in the show we have to accept the Cheer/Mac ship is sunk. But yea Mac would never break a mare's heart. Attraction doesn't automatically equal romance. Cheerilee and Marble Pie just weren't meant to be with Mac.

Big Mac was laughing before he knew it, undoubtedly confusing the poor schoolmarm as he leaned forward. Once he was able to catch his breath, his eyes beamed at her.

I think you meant mare.

8587647
Good catch, but I did mean schoolmarm.

8587682
Oh my bad, didn't know that word existed :derpytongue2:

8587724
Welcome to the world of reading my fics. :derpytongue2:

Still a better love story then Twilight:moustache:

8589014
True, because this is based off a true story. :moustache:

8589043 Oh? I'm curious now.

8589050 That/this was what it was referring to? Impressive. Sorry about that.

8589051
Yep, and it's all good. Oddly enough, I think we're even better friends now than we were before.

Big Mac looked out towards the center of town. “Ah… Ah don't rightly know,” he admitted, turning back to her. “But Ah do know one thing, Cheer: it ain’t entirely about what the other pony ‘deserves’ or ‘don’t deserve’, it’s mostly about if there’s love between ‘em…”

:eeyup:
~Melly~

Nice job. This should have been in the show/comics. Also, you said "schoolmarm" not "schoolmare" near the end.

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