Braeburn Apple was a stallion's stallion. He has started down threats that other stallions would have ran from. He has taken on bandits, desperados, herds of buffalo and once a dragon no mater what those ponies in Appleoosa might say.
But this, this was a challenge the had never faced before, one with the cold intent he had never seen in a creatures eyes before. He had come close to death a few times, but this was like looking into the Reapers eyes itself.
Okay, maybe that was exaggerating the point a bit, but he had never felt so unnerved as he did right now and it didn't make a lick of sense. He should be the dominate one in this stand off, not this, not this little...
Bunny.
Breaburn was standing in Fluttershy's cabin, waiting for the cute Pegasus to get ready for their date, and she had left him alone with Angel, her bunny.
Angel didn't seem to fit the rabbit in front of him. Morning Star, Darkness, or even Lucifer. Angel seemed to innocent for this creature.
The little rabbit just glared at him, never looking away. His tiny arms were crossed and he was tapping his foot impatiently acting like he was Fluttershy's father waiting for an answer as to why he should be able to date his daughter.
Braeburn had met Fluttershy's father, true he was a bit of a pansy in Braeburn's opinion, he was more than okay with him dating his daughter especially when Fluttershy came up to him after their little talk and leaned against him.
It was one of the best moments of Braeburn's life when Fluttershy came up to him and leaned against him, to feel her soft fur rubbing up against him, that unmistakable warmth of the mare he loved coming up beside him to show the world that they were together and nor force would tear them apart.
Yet, he never imagined a force like this. Even Applejack had given him the talk about how if he broke one of her best friend's hearts she would personally make sure he would never be able to enjoy the company of another female for as long as he lived. She had even been standing next to her own Pegasus when she made that threat and he one wing wrapped around her whispering sweet nothings into her ear, and he still felt a chill go through him.
Whatever this bunny was made of, he was far more dangerous than any rattle snake or armed scoundrel he had ever faced before.
"Look, Ah get it ya don't like me too much," Braeburn growled, glaring down the rabbit before him still trying to get over the fact that he was being challenge by a rabbit. "But the truth of the mater, Ah love that yellow filly more than anything in this world" Braeburn said, watching Angel's expression.
The rabbit just wrinkled his nose a bit, before spitting to the wide, never breaking eye contact with Braeburn.
That set the stallion's blood a flames, that was a challenge if he had ever seen one. He was a red blooded stallion that had faced trials in life that others would have run from, yet this fluffy white rabbit thought he knew better than him? Him?
Braeburn got his hooves and marched over to Angel, his eyes set in a glare, looking down upon the rabbit ready to kill.
"Now you look here, Ah've been through hell and back, and Ah'm not about to lose it to some fluffy rat," he growled his voice low and threatening. Angel visibly shook, rage building up in the tiny rodent at Braeburn's words, taking a step forward towards the much larger opponent, continuing his own glare.
Braeburn snorted out in pure frustration, leaning in close to the Angel so he could stare at him right in the eyes. The two males stood like that, not giving the other an inch as the mare that they were fighting for remained unaware, preparing herself for her date with the stallion.
"Ah. Love. Her." Braeburn growled, keeping eye contact with Angel. "And there is nothin' ya can do about that," he finished, snorting out again, a bit of steam raising up form breath.
Angel merely smiled back at the stallion, reaching out with one paw and patting him on the nose a few times as though he was nothing more than a troublesome puppy. That action itself angered Braeburn even more, being treated in such a way. He let out another snort of pure frustration, his might legs ready to smash the bunny into pudding for acting so high and might compared to him.
"Alright Braeburn, I'm ready" The anger building up in Braeburn seemed to leave him the moments he heard the words of the mare he loved.
Turning toward the stairs case of the small cabin Braeburn's heart all but burst out f his chest at the vision he saw. Standing there at the top of his steps was Fluttershy. She was wasn't dressed in anything immaculate, or to suggest something more. She was as she normally was, her pink mane falling over her, but not enough to obscure those wonderful blue eyes, wings held in close to her, and the position of a mare unsure of herself. Braeburn, however, saw beyond that.
He saw the beautiful and wonderful mare underneath, the one he had fallen for the first time he had laid eyes upon her. Strong in her own way, caring for all of those around her, and most of all beautiful beyond all belief. She wore nothing but a simple clip in her hair of a red apple, that was more than she ever needed to wear around him.
Sighing out in pure admiration for her. Breaburn made his way to the steps and held out his hoof for her, never letting his smile falter before her.
"The Sisters themselves will never look as lovely as you do now," Braeburn whispered, in a voice just loud enough for the mare to hear. Fluttershy's face turned a shade of red much deeper than Braeburn's cousin as she made her way down the steps. never taking her blue eyes off of Braeburn's green.
"That's not true," She whispered back, but Braeburn could see past that shy smile of hers, to see that she loved the complement more then anything in the world, resting her hoof in his.
"But it is," Braeburn whispered back, smiling as he stepped forward and leaned against her, to feel that familiar warmth that drove his crazy with pure love for her. "And no mater what, you'll always be the apple of mah eye,"
Her face kept growing hotter in embarrassment at Braeburn's words, but her smile never faltered, leaning her weight against him. The stallion could do nothing more but smile at her, felling that all too familiar warmth wash over him as they made their way to the door.
"Oh! Did you an Angel get along? I can't just leave him feeling left alone, it would just break my heart" Braeburn looked over his shoulder at the white rabbit, who was busy munching on a carrot. The two of them locked eyes for a second, just as Angel dragged a finger across his neck before pointing at Braeburn.
"Oh, Ah think we understand one another just fine" Braeburn said before the pair of them departed for their date