"Come on, Applejack! Just take it off already."
"No," Applejack said, shaking her head. "Not til we get there."
"We've been walking for an hour!" Rainbow protested. "We could be anywhere by now."
"Rainbow?"
"Yeah?"
"It's been five minutes."
"Feels longer," Rainbow muttered, but she didn't complain again.
Eventually, they arrived at their destination. "All right, Rainbow, you c'n take it off."
"Finally," Rainbow sighed, pulling off the blindfold. Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of a blanket spread, set for two, complete with tiny flames of candlelight. "Applejack? Is this an evening picnic?"
"That's what it's supposed to be," Applejack smiled.
"Did you set this up?" Rainbow Dash asked, grinning widely at the spread.
"Nope. Apple Bloom and her friends set this up. They wanted to try their hooves at bein' matchmaker ponies."
"Even though we're already a couple?" Rainbow chuckled. Then she spun around, looking accusingly at the surrounding trees. "They're watching us from a bush or something, aren't they?"
"Nope," Applejack said again. "Big Mac offered to take them campin'; see if they could get their whittlin' cutie marks."
Rainbow Dash gave Applejack an incredulous look. "You're trusting those three with knives?"
Applejack shrugged. "That's Mac's problem. Now sit. Food's gettin' cold."
Rainbow Dash happily did so. She picked up a mug of cider and drank deeply.
"Don't drink it all at once. Ah didn't bring that much cider," Applejack chided gently as she sat down next to Rainbow.
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes, but did comply. Pulling over a plate, she quickly began filling it with various foods and began eating voraciously.
Applejack sat demurely on the blanket, not eating anything.
Rainbow Dash looked up from a half-eaten fritter. āHey Applejack?ā she asked, spewing crumbs everywhere as she spoke. āAren't you hungry?ā
āYup,ā Applejack said, āBut Ah seem to have a little problem. Ah might have forgotten how to eat.ā
Rainbow snorted. āHuh,ā she said.
She had taken three more bites before Applejack's meaning became clear. āOh!ā A grin spread across her face. āSo I guess I'd better help you, then,ā Rainbow Dash said, picking up a fork with her mouth. Rainbow Dash picked up the largest piece left on her plate and gently held it out to Applejack, who leaned forward and pulled it off the fork and into her mouth with her tongue.
The two continued like this for a while, a tender moment shared in the candlelight.
But, eventually, all good things come to an end, and apple pie tins do not regenerate their contents (much to the disappointment of both parties).
āThat was awesome, AJ,ā Rainbow said. āBut now what?ā
āNow it's time fer dessert.ā
Rainbow cocked her head. āBut we just ate desse-ā
Tired of having to explain all her innuendos, Applejack settled for tackling Rainbow Dash onto the blanket, sending plates and crumbs flying. Applejack lay a trail of gentle kisses down from Rainbow's forehead to her neck.
Rainbow's mind tried to protest, as it had something very important to say; but her body couldn't help but react to these stimuli. Her breaths became shallower, her cheeks flushed, and her back arced up gently as she instinctively tried to get her body closer to the earth pony's.
"Appl- mmh... Applejack..."
"Shh," Applejack placed a hoof over Rainbow's mouth.
"It's... ngh!... kindof important..."
"You're most important right now."
"I know, but this -ah!- This is important too!"
āIt c'n wait.ā
āI do- oh, right there, there's good... I- I don't think so!ā
āRainbow,ā Applejack scolded, āYa certainly have the knack fer ruinin' special momen- ...do Ah smell cookies?ā
Big Mac sat at the table and stared forward in numb horror.
Never. Again.
He was still determining how much he would have to budget out for counseling when the door opened, bringing in two ponies and a smell of something burnt. He looked curiously over to see Rainbow Dash, looking everywhere but at Applejack; and Applejack, whose hat was pulled down over her eyes and whose golden tail was now missing a large chunk, and what wasn't missing was charred and burnt.
āNot. One. Word,ā his sister growled as she marched past him.
Big Mac smiled. He was feeling better already.
Yay
....PFFTAHAHAHAHA
Yes! Just YES!!
Burning tail hair smells like cookies?
... I don't even...
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Author here.
It was a Nacho Libre reference, from the scene where he's praying in the church and a candle falls over on his robe.
...It sounded a lot funnier at three in the morning when I wrote it.
How can camping be so horrifying?
YAY! this story was awesome
2151033 the CMC had access to knives, that's how.