“We are here.” Twilight declared their arrival, pointing out that they reached their destination.
“Where yer takin' me, guys?” Logan asked while trotting along by Parkers and Twilights side, with Applejack, Mayday, Spike and Trixie accompanying their friends on their way outside from the Ponyville, edging more into a countryside. Yet Aunt May stayed back at home in Golden Oak Library with Little Ben as well as the others, like Fluttershy, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash all went their separated ways, with Felicia also deciding to take a look around Ponville on her own, yet also promising to see each other soon.
“Hold your horses, old chum. We are almost there.” Peter assured his gruff friend yet sharing a glance with Applejack, as a farm pony winked back at colt playfully. Like those two were up to something, but what exactly?
“Hold your horses?” Mayday chuckled about her dads hilarious remark. “Very original and fitting, daddy.”
“I can hardly wait.” Logan deadpanned, rolling his eyes with an annoyed expression as he continued trotting along with his friends in pursuit, though the scenery around them was steadily transforming, with more and more vegetation and greenery taking its place, when the ponies and much for Logans surprise eventually reached the place which appeared to be a large family farm like estate.
The property, which was bounded with a white fence and having a large rounded gateway covered by greenery and apple like decorations and a wooden sign with an apple like logo carved in it hanging on two chains.
There was a large colourful barn in the middle, having a light violet roof with a thick violet paint and apple like weather vane on the tower. There were also a corn and carrot fields on the left side with a large orange carrot farm like shop and a water well, while on the right side were finding themselves a chicken house and a few store houses themselves with the same colour schemes just like the barn finding themselves. Yet far beyond, there was a very large orchard filled with apple trees.
“We are here.” Twilight declared their arrival, pointing out that they reached their destination.
“Whut is this place? A farm?” Logan asked with a slight baffled expression by taking a closer look on a farm estate, that though by the way looked more like to be cut out from some sort of fairy tale or picture book.
“Oh boy, does he really got that one right.” Trixie deadpanned on her own and whispering over Spike, who couldn’t react anyway else then smirking.
“Partner…” Applejack addressed Wolverine with a little prideful like tone as she stepped a way ahead of the group and pointing her hoof over the estate. “Welcome to Sweet Apple Acers.”
“Sweet Apple Acres?” Logan murmured in a near incoherent like way while testing the name on his tongue, as the gruff stallion found himself starring on the picturesque farm, literally before glancing upon farm pony with a realization. “Yer…Livin' here, Blondie?”
“She is just dressing here as a Mysterious Mare Do Well, actually. A tunnel in a barn leads right to her mansion over those hills.” Peter nonchalantly proceed with yet another of his trademark witty remarks that once again caused mixed reactions, as Applejack along with Mayday and Spike chuckled amused, the others on the other hoof like Twilight or Trixie didn’t appear to share the amusement as with Logan grunting in sympathy.
“Come on, ya'll. Are we just going to be standing here and be chatting about all this superhero stuff all day? Come on Logan, Ah will show ya around.” Applejack called out with a decisive manner, wrapping her hoof over Logans owns, prompting her friends to move forward as group slowly though with Wolverine somewhat hesitantly made their way through the gateway and walking through farmyard as they soon reached the orchards plants filled with dozens, if not even hundreds of apple trees, bearing beautiful and well-endowed red apples blooming on their branches.
“Okay…That’s lots of apples. I mean….way lot.” Logan bluntly murmured by a peculiar sight, not actually seeing so many apple trees on a one place in his life.
“Beauty, ain't it?” Applejack proudly declared, wanting to show off herself about the orchard. “Those apple trees are legacy and have belonged to Apple Family for generations ya know. And there is lots of hard work to harvest them all.”
“And yer…Takin' care of all those trees just be yerself ?” Logan asked quite in awe.
“You don’t even want to know.” Trixie snorted a little offhandedly and glancing on side, yet attracting Wolverines attention. “You should have just seen Applejack once by taking such a great idea into her head of bucking all those trees just all by herself along with helping her friends out in the same time. And how did that end up.” The magician stated with a mix of chastise, inwardly being tempted to tell rather embarrassing story further, yet also there was a hint concern for her farmponys wellbeing and keeping the rest for herself.
“Oh…Really?” Logan dully asked, averting his somewhat mocking like gaze to blonde.
“Well…Eghm….” Applejack chuckled sheepishly, her mind registering Logans offhanded question and with Trixies blunt yet truthful remark not making her situation any easier, not knowing how to put it as well as unfortunate or rather awkward memories started spiralling through blonde mares mind and a knowing glances of her friends however didn’t help the situation as well as Peter denying a humorous look on her.
"Auntie Applejack is just so hardworking and helpfull as always. Well....Maybe alittle too much at times." Mayday though completed quite humorously, yet also willingly standing up for Applejacks side nonetheless, knowing how responsible she really was.
Yet luckily and much for blondes relief, Twilight intervened and stepping for Applejacks defence. “Applejack had eventually realized her mistakes and learned her lesson. Actually…She occasionally gets lots of help she can get in these days. Me, Peter and otherpony included.”
“Just like over there.” Applejack replied still a bit awkward, desperately trying to change the subject as she pointed her hoof over the apple trees down from the hill, prompting everypony and Logan to follow her gesture.
There was a large earth pony stallion with a brilliant amaranth coat colour, having a short yet messy brilliant orange mane and tail, a brown horse collar over his neck yet unlike most ponies having visible light yellowish grey hooves, a cutie mark in a form of a green apple sliced in twice and strangely, just like Applejack having green amethyst eyes. He obviously appeared to be a farmer as well, helping out in the orchards as he was harvesting the apples at a near tree.
There were three big wooden vats deployed around the tree, as stallion just bucked the tree trunk with a single hind hoof and in a few moments and like on his command, every apple, though leaving merely three left felt down from the crown right into the vats, filling them instantaneously.
“Logan, meet my big brother Big McIntosh.” Applejack introduced Logan, indicating the stallion who by the way was indeed her older brother as the group made their way downhill edging closer to the trees.
“But we also simply call him Big Mac. Like that double burger from Mc Donalds, but not nearly just like the same. Get it?” Peter added, chuckling in amusement.
“Big bro?” Logan asked quite surprised that Applejack actually had a brother. Yet though, when being quite close, and out of instincts, Wolverine took a few sniffs, taking significantly taller stallions scent and eventually matching it identical to Applejack.
“Logan, don’t be rude, introduce yourself.” Twilight though whispered, prompting and encouraging Logan to introduce himself as Big Mac slowly turned his head shifting his attention right to the group.
Despite feeling somewhat reluctant and never being quite for any fraternization, Logan steadily closed his gap between himself and Big Mac before greeting the stallion though in a little offhanded like tone. “Hey, bub.”
“Eeyup.” Big Mac simply greeted back in a soft-spoken and laconic yet southern like accent voice, not actually telling some extra word and having a warm smile on his face. Logan, however seemed to be somewhat confused about Applejacks big brothers swift and simple response, not intentig to make any further introduction, not talking much about himself or asking back.
“He is not much of a talker, actually.” Applejack explained, whispering to Logan.
“Nnope.” Big Mac however, hearing her sisters statement nonetheless replied back with yet another simple response, though not seemingly upset at all his warm serene smile and easy-going look intact.
Indeed, Big MacIntosh in contrast to her sister had rather much calmer and easy-going demeanour and therefore also being a pony of a few words and rather tending to answer questions or reaffirm things with a taciturn “eeeyup” or “nnope.” Yet Big Mac had a very strong and close bond to his sister and cherished his relationship with her, being a really nice, helpful and very hard-working pony, willing to help on the farm, doing chores like harvesting apples, repairing things and above all helping the way he could.
“Riiight. Yer more like a strong silent type.” Logan stated in a more casual yet understanding like manner, pointing on and smirking on Big Mac. “Actually, I could git used ta that
“Eeyup.” Big May again though this time also somehow casually replied on Logans remark.
Suddenly, the ponies heard a loud raspy and snoring like sounds, like somepony would be in a very deep slumber. They all turned their heads to locate the source of the snoring to see an elderly mare with a light lime green coat, with an apple pie like cutie mark and having an orange scarf with red apples bind around her neck taking a nap in a rocking chair, snoring nearly like a freight train. Yet, there also were two wooden vats filled with apples around her.
“Chm. Old mare is having one of her favourites afternoon naps, again.” Peter chuckled and shaking his head slightly in disbelief and playfully glancing upon Applejack.
“More likely napping during her work, I guess.” Spike deadpanned in a whisper for himself and folding his hands.
“Elegantly in the afternoon, Pete. She dunno any other way.” Applejack shared Peters own amusement, chuckling amused by herself. “Up and at 'em, Granny Smith! We got guests.” The blonde called on elderly mare, trying to wake her up.
“Um…Uh…What?!” Granny Smith, a wise matriarch with a sharp wit and fuzzy memory, who also appeared to be Ponyvilles first inhabitant blurted out in elderly like tone, snapping from her slumber swiftly sprung to life, shutting her eyes open yet managing to quickly recuperate herself from her light shock after awaking. “Oh. I have felt asleep again. I Will be at you in a minute, Applejack.” An elderly mare stood up from her rocking chair and slowly trotting her way to the group, yet her golden eyes widened by the sight of Peter Pony Parker. “Peter, my boy. How nice of you to drop by.”
“Hey there, Granny.” Peter joyously replied and greeting himself with elderly mare, hugging her tightly, yet despite his great strength, Peter held rather fragile and older mare with an utmost care, as Granny Smith hugged young stallion back. “What is the matter? Is sorting apples getting so boring that it eventually put you into a sleep?”
“I have just been sorting out Cameo apples from Galas variety. Wanted to rest my eyes a little bit.” Granny Smith murmured quite embarrassed, trying to find some suitable excuse.
“Chm. Making Apple Bloom slob through that brick? No wonder that girl prefers hanging out with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle trying to earn their cutie marks all the time.” Peter humorously stated chuckling, only for Twilight to slap her wing over stallions head.
“Behave Peter.” Twilight scolded her husbands for his wisecracking antics.
Paying young stallions antics no mind, Granny Smith shifted her attention to see Twilight, Mayday, Spike, Trixie and Felicia be her side, smiling warmly. “Well hello there, Twilight, dear. It is nice of Princess of Friendship to honour the Sweet Apple Acres with her visit.”
“Hey, Granny Smith.” Mayday literally squeaked excited as little filly rushed her way to older mares site, hugging her tightly as Granny Smith returned her own hug to filly pegasus like being her very own surrogate grand-daughter.
“It is also always nice to see you as well little Mayday, dearie, just like Spikey, Trixie, miss Hardy and….“ Older mare though paused as she relinquished her hold on Mayday and her eyes widening a little bit by seeing a stranger stallion, wearing a leather jacket with an unique manestyle, hirsute facade and having tough looking expression in front of her. “And who is this strange looking fella you have brought along?”
“A strange lookin' fella? Yer talkin' with me, lady?” Logan blurted out in awe with a low growl of offence escaping from his throat.
Sensing a slight tension boiling in the air, Applejack step forward and introducing two old ponies instead by herself. “Logan, meet Granny Smith, my and Big Mac parental grandmother. Granny, Logan. He is Petes and Twis friend and just being new here in Ponyville.”
“A granny?” Logan murmured not being ceased to be amazed, yet murmuring and greeting older mare back, though somewhat sheepishly. “Hurm…Nice ta meet ya.”
Despite eying a gruff stallion still a little suspiciously, Grannys Smiths expression eventually softened and giving a gruff stallion an honest smile. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Logan. It is also a pleasure to meet one of Applejacks or Peters friends.”
“Eeyup.” Big Mac added, his serene expression and smile intact.
“Peter” Suddenly a voice, sweetened by age of a young girl, yet also having the same southern accent echoed from behind. Peters Spider Sense slightly blared on an upcoming threat to come, yet young stallion seemed to be oblivious to his danger sense as he actually was very well familiar with the voice, as a yellow and deep pink, colour collided with stallions side, yet young stallion managed to keep his frame standing, enduring the collision.
“Hurm…Whut th'?” Logan blurted out with quite baffled expression as his eyes landed on a tiny pony hugging Parkers neck tightly, nuzzling his cheek affectionately. She was a filly with arguably the same age like Mayday, being an earth pony, having a deep gamboge eyes, light greyish olive yellow fur and brilliant amaranth mane with a large deep pink ribbon over her head.
What however was quite disturbing for the X-Men to see was the fillys overall and rather irresistible cuteness, just like Mayday. Yet however, what was also quite for Logans further bewilderment more surprising if not even weird after all was that a gruff stallion glanced and found out that Apple Blooms flank was lacking a cutie mark, being totally blank. Yet deciding to better keep that for himself for then.
“Apple Bloom..” Peter cheerfully exhaled, addressing the girl with her name as he rubbed Apple Blooms mane playfully. “How are you doing, girl? Have you along with Crusaders come up with yet another way get your cutie marks?”
“I am sure this just might work this time, Peter. I have just had a meeting with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle and arranged for water skis this time.” Scootaloo declared joyously. Maybe then we will finally stop being Cutie Mark Crusaders anymore and we will be called…eghm…The Skiing Dolls.” Apple Bloom exhaled, when her eyes caught a sight of Mayday. "Oh. Hello there, Mayday."
"Hey, Apple Bloom." Pegasus filly happily replied with a smile and edging closer to greet herself with a fellow filly, with whom she grow to be a very good friends over the years and as they both were actually related then, being step-cousins . "Guess you along with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle are just as busy and determined as ever."
"Yup, we certainly are. But believe me, it is not always just about our desire to earn our cutie marks. We are also having lots of fun and enjoying our moments together. Thats what life is all about." Yet oblivious to her surroundings, though then, Apple Bloom finally realized a strange stallion standing aside.
“Who is this, Pete?” Apple Bloom asked questioningly by seeing Logan.
“This is Logan. My old pal.” Peter explained and giving the filly an honest smile.
Apple Bloom altered her collective attention back to Logan, and though still eying older stallion questioningly if not even with a slight nervousness, the fillies smiled and greeted the X-Men happily. “Hello, Logan.”
“Hello kid.” Logan greeted the fillies, though his voice gruff yet sounding soft and deliberated, even managing a faint smile on his hirsute face.
“Logan, allow me to introduce you.” Peter stated and pointing on a little filly. “This is Apple Bloom, Applejacks and Big Mac younger sister and…” Peter paused, hesitating for a while before giving a sheepish response. “Mine as well.”
“Huh?” Logan blurted out quite in disbelief by hearing Parkers response. “Whut is that supposed ta mean?”
Before Peter could make an explanation, Apple Bloom though hopped into stallion unwanted hooves and hugging him around his neck, yet unbeknown neither to her nor Peter, a small hardly visible glare formed on Maydays face. “Peter is my big brother, of course.”
“That’s right.” Applejack smirked, edging closer to Peter and Apple Bloom, playfully punching Peters shoulder and rubbing her little sister head while Granny Smith and Big Mac joined their side. “Our little Apple Bloom personally adopted Peter as her brother seven years ago as well as being a part of Apple Family.”
“He is one of us now, like an honorary Apple.” Granny Smith added proudly, standing firmly behind and patting her adoptive grandson over his shoulder.
"Which also makes me and Mayday being step-cousins." Apple Bloom commented playfully and hugging Mayday over her neck with her hoof.
“Eeyup.” Big MacIntosh simply replied and nodding his head in agreement.
“Yer….Adopted, Parker?” Logan murmured with quite baffled look, yet a devious smirk formed on his face. “Look at ya. Hurm. Just paint th' apple instead of that spiders butt on yers own and then ya kin match perfectly inta family.” Gruff stallion sarcastically remarked, earning an exasperate groan from young Parker yet also baffled expression from Apples.
Apple Bloom however and quite for Wolverines surprise started circling around him, focusing her curious gaze and checking gruff stallion further, almost resembling a wild cat circling and being about to attack its prey as an unfortunate memories about Timber Wolves attack last night were brought up inside Logans mind. However, Apple Blooms attention landed on Logans flank, scanning gruff stallions unique circled X like symbol being cut in half by three red slash marks.
“Eghm…Mister Logan.” Filly trailed off curiously. “This is indeed a very unusual cutie mark you got. Like any other Ah never seen before. What does it even mean?”
“Well…I….Eghm…” Logan murmured confused, not quite knowing how to put this and yet needing to figure out a suitable answer to put in order to satisfied young fillies youthful curiosity, though not wanting to give in too much for the sake of keeping a low profile.
Apple Blooms innocent though also unwanted question of course caused Peter, Twilight, Mayday, Applejack, Trixie and Felicia feel a little nervous. They didn’t think nor feeling this would be just suitable to tell the others, not to mention little kids about Logans background, being a mutant from the other world with razor sharp metal claws, indestructible skeleton and having regenerative abilities, not to mention Equestria being in a grave danger from the site of Grogar, his minions and Elementals and the Harmony Avengers fighting against them.
Knowing that if it came out, it would be chaos and panic soon spreading throughout the entire Equestria. Peter, Twilight, Luna, Spike, Logan, Felicia, Sunset and Spitfire along with Elements of Harmony just had lots of their own problems now, not wanting to endanger also their friends. So they decided to leave it for then at least, till and when the time is right.
“Apple Bloom.” Appeljack thought luckily step in between Logan and her little sister, chastising her in a gentle way yet smiling warmly. “Ah know that ya are curious. But Logan had just moved in here recently and we all…eghm…Had quite a night yesterday. And right know, we seek nothing but a little peace for today as well as helping Logan out to adjust here in Ponyville. Yet, there will be plenty of time to fill in later. Right, sugar cube?”
Though feeling somehow uncertain about her big sis response and despite her youthful curiosity, Apple Bloom eventually gave herself in, shrugging her shoulders yet in understanding. “Eghm…Okay.”
“Besides….We have come here to hang out and relax and so Logan could really release some steam. He usually has so much of it that he could pull Big Macs plow with ten times of horsepower. Literally.” Peter nonchalantly stated, mockingly glancing upon Logan, as gruff man gave his usual grunt like response.
“Applejack, is there anything we could help you with? I am sure that here on the farm is always something to do.” Twilight asked with a helpful look in her eyes.
“You got that one right, Twi.” Applejack grinned smugly. “Right now, we have an apple harvesting season and having our hooves full bucking trees. You are more than welcome to give us a hoof.”
“Sounds good to me.” Peter nonchalantly stated before averting his gaze to Mayday and Apple Bloom. “Mayday, Apple Bloom. Are you going to help us out?”
“Sure thing!” Both fillies agreed simultaneously and with joy.
“What do you say, old chum?” Parker then shifted his gaze to Logan, his voice sounding promising, prompting his gruff friend to join them in harvesting.
“Okay….” Logan grunted shrugging his shoulders, and though his sounded in its trademark indifferent or disinterested like manner, there was an undercurrent of interest present in his gruff voice. “Harvest apple season it is.”
So far the group proceed harvesting dozens of apple trees in the orchard, with everypony having and doing their assigned chores. Peter along with Applejack by the way were doing as usual by simply bucking the tree trunks, making the apples to fall down while Big Mac was carrying the bucked apple piles in his wooden carts into store houses.
Peter by the way, being an honorary member of Apple Family and already having some experience was doing relatively well if not even on the pair with his adopted sister and big brother by bucking trees with his amazing yet well moderated spider strength, with nearly every apple on the branches falling right into prepared wooden tubes or baskets.
Mayday along with Apple Bloom and Spike were sitting on one apple trees branches, the trio cooperating well picking up and throwing apples from the tree crown one by another with Trixie waiting down with prepared baskets mounted over her torso as a magician carried apples away.
Twilight on the other hoof was picking up the apples from the branches right with her magic, levitating the fruit via telekinesis right into other near prepared tubes.
“Hold on guys. I am going to try to speed it up a little bit.“ Peter suddenly spoke off as an idea sparkled in his mind, trotting his way right to his knapsacks lying under a near apple tree. Young stallion was scrabbling within the bag when he eventually pulled out his web shooters, checking on the cartridges and pulling both devices over his wrists.
“What are you up, Pete?” Appejack asked, titling her head on a side curiously, wondering what Peter was up to with his web shooters.
“No idea. But knowing Peter, this definitely would be something good.” Trixie bluntly stated while carrying another batch of apples away, yet inwardly knowing for her best friend it would be something worth it.
“Just watch.” Peter stated with a coy smirk while stepping closer to a near three apple trees yet glancing upon his wide. “Twi, honey. Would you please place some tubes right under those trees?”
“O-okay.” Though not quite understanding her husbands intentions, yet Twilight merely nodded, complying her knights request with a smile while using her magic to levitate several other wooden tubes right underneath the trees.
Peter then aimed his hooves, twisting his wrists and firing two strands of webbing with its trademark faint shot like sounds as a sticky substance latched itself right on tree trunks, yet Peter fired another strand to a third tree while taking a firm grip on his triples webbing.
“Trees shake it off!” Peter nonchalantly and smugly stated while started shaking with his webbing intensively as the vibrations generated throughout tripled strand and literally shaking all three apple trees in their very foundation and roots, causing every single apple on branches fall right into prepared tubes that Twilight prepared underneath.
“Wow.” Applejack dully gasped, as the other also seemed to be rather astonished by young stallions ingenious effort. “Guess I shouldn’t see that coming.”
“That is my daddy/big brother alright.” Both Mayday and Appel Bloom called out simultaneously, both fillies showing their respect for their father and big brother in the same time yet looking at each other amazed.
“Yeah. Though I guess it would be way more intriguing if the golden coins were falling instead, don’t you think AJ?” Peter smugly stated, ironically indicating on a fairy tale donkey from which felt golden cons every time he shake himself.
“Pchm. I really dunno whut th' big deal is about?” Logan huffed in a very indifferent like manner, while standing by one of lots of apple trees, obviously didn’t make any effort so far as a gruff stallion stared at the tree and gently bucking it with his front hoof.
“Logan, be careful.” Applejack called upon Logan in warning. “If ya ain't buck it just right, ya can wring your hoof.”
“It takes years of praxis and experience, my boy.” Granny Smith interjected, started lecturing. “You have to find just a right spot on the trunk as well putting a right amount of strength in your buck. Otherwise apples will fall either of half, or not at all.”
“Eeyup.” Big Mac added in agreement, yet concern was present within older stallions emerald eyes.
“So whut?” Logan however and for the Apples surprise huffed, dismissing their concerns, crackling knuckles of his hooves and smirking deviously. "Buckin' trees is just like ta throw a punch inta thugs face fer me.” Gruff stallion then shifted his attention to Twilight. “Hey Sparkle. Would ya mind ta bring more tubes over here?”
“Again?” Twilight asked dumbfounded, being actually asked twice like that in the same, yet complying her mutants friend nonetheless as the princess levitated more empty tubes by his direction under the trees.
Wolverine step cautiously closer to four apple trees, maintaining a fighting like stance, having his eyes closed while calming his mind and concentrating his thoughts. A breeze of air brushed over his frame, messing his manestyle before gruff stallion shut his eyes open and bursting towards the trees in a full speed.
In the moment, it almost looked like the time froze, as Wolverine drove his right hoof, slamming it right into a centre of one trunk, before headbutting second one with his head, then driving his left elbow right into third one behind and finally bucking the fourth tree with both of his hinder hooves with a precision. Relinquishing his confident composure, Logan slammed his right hoof into the ground and in the instance, every single apple from all four trees fell down into arranged tubes on piles.
“Wooow!” Mayday and Apple Bloom both exhaled astonished, wonder they didn’t fall from the branch.
“Yes, just….Wow.“ Spike dully added, unable to hold is awe neither.
“What…” Applejack stammered incoherently, her eyes wide like two saucers, mouth hanging agape unable to supress her awe, while the others found themselves literally staring as Logan single-headedly bucked all four apples at once, without any fail. “What has just happened?”
“He has just bucked the apples. For four times.” Peter dully answered farmponys dull question, shrugging his shoulder yet young stallion bore a wide satisfied grin, being evidently satisfied with Logans effort.
“Now this is whut I call ta release some steam.” Logan smirked, being seemingly satisfied with himself as well.
“You have bucket them all right, one your first try, partner.” Applejack muttered while trying to recuperate from her bewilderment. “How did you do that?”
“I have told ya.” Logan huffed. “It haven’t been a big deal ta locate a critical spot and then strikin' with enough force ta knock them down. And your opponent is rigid as he even dunno whut hit him.” The X-Men unusual or rather raw statement once again earned a series of collective gazes from others. “Chmch.” Logan scoffed mockingly. “How do ya like th' apples now?”
“Well…Chm…” Big Mac surprisingly and quite in a rare occurrence spoke off in rather sceptical way. “And how do ya like them apples?” Stallion then glanced upon and pointed his hoof right to yet other dozens of appressed apple trees that yet had to be bucked down.
“My, my. So ya kin talk after all, bub.” Logan sarcastically scoffed about Big MacIntoshs actually speaking before though following Applejacks big brothers gesture and checking lots of other apple trees on the other side of the orchard. There was still lots to do for a day.
“Together and with our combined effort we will all manage that.” Twilight smiled encouragingly while closing her gap between Logan and Applejack.
“Yeah. If we all put our hooves and heads together. Literally.” Peter added yet remarking humorously, bumping his own head with his hoof, therefore indicating on Logans choice of actually headbutting the tree previously.
“Good.” Logan, despite once again feeling annoyed by one of Parkers trademark snide remarks, the X-Men smirked smugly, before energetically yet much softly bucking the tree one more time as one last remaining apple fell down right into Logans extended hoof and taking a bite of it. “Cause I have just warmed up.”
The group kept bucking and harvesting apples for more than hour, with Logan, despite his no-nonsense attitude and disinterested expression, the gruff stallion didn’t know why, but actually enjoying this moment with his “friends” and even having some fun releasing steam, before being finally finished and being satisfied with their work, actually managing to harvest almost the half of the orchards in Sweet Apple Acres. And right now, they didn’t want to nothing else but take a break by being all assembled sitting at table right in front off Apples farmhouse.
“Time for break everypony.” Applejack nonchalantly declared while rolling a big wooden barrel. “After working so hard ya all must be thirsty. So, I have just brought something special for refreshment.”
“Whut is in th' barrel, Blondie?” Logan asked curiously while having his eyes fixed on a peculiar barrel of interest.
Though, Applejack gave no verbal response, with Twilight using her telekinesis to levitate and place barrel into stands on a small table, while Big Mac brought up a metal tap in his mouth with Apple Bloom brining a wooden hammer and with a few mighty blows the filly knocking the tap right into barrels cover.
Applejack then took an empty wooden tankard, turning the tap as a dark orange foamy liquid burst right from the tap, filling the tankard on the fullest. The farmpony then slid the drink on the table right to Logans position, who caught it with his free hoof and stared at the fizzy beverage, which definitely wasn’t bear at all.
“An apple cider?” Logan surprisingly stated by taking a few sniffs over his drink.
“You got that right, partner.” Applejack replied somehow smugly while pouring and serving a vinegar drink to the others. “It has been running and made our family for generations.”
“Actually, the Apple Family apple cider is well known and one of the most famous drink in the reign, if not even in the entire Equestria. Most likely, to be its traditional drink.” Peter explained while grabbing his very own mug.
“That’s right. There is even a very special season for it. Every year, everypony from Ponyville will gather so they could taste it as well.” Twilight added as she levitated her drink via telekinesis.
“Actually, they just cannot have enough of it. Literally.” Trixie humorously stated while levitating her own mug.
“A season fer an alcoholic beverage, huh?” Logan dully noted while staring at the beverage questioningly.
“We also manage to improve the production every year, and the old Apple Family recipe is made with love and care and therefore cannot be rushed, otherwise it loses its taste.” Granny Smith proudly declared.
“Eeyup.” Big Mac simply added.
“You have actually never had one?” Applejack asked quite with surprise.
“Nope.” Logan dully and somehow shamefully replied, once again earning baffled gazes from Apples, wondering that a single pony had never actually tasting an apple cider. “Not really had never had a chance.”
“Oh well. You know what they say: There is first time for everything.” Peter simply replied in an desperate attempt to push on the subject before rising his mug up high. “Cheers! For Logan!”
“For Logan!” Eeyup!” Everypony cheered up and tapping each their individual mugs of cider together, with though an exception of Spike, Mayday and Apple Bloom who on the other hoof had blue bottles with a small apple logo and straws. Though looking quite stunned that his friends were actually cheering up for him, Logan merely shrugged his shoulders and in order to humour them, gruff stallion taped his mug with his friends also, before they all took a good gulp of their beverage.
“Chm! I just wish to finally have some more extra years.” Mayday lightly grumbled, feeling a little jealous that much older ponies her father and mother included actually could drink the apple cider, while she, Apple Bloom and Spike had to satisfied themselves with a mere apple lemonade.
“Same here, sister.” Apple Bloom replied in the same manner, sympathized with Mayday,
Logan eventually gave himself in and also taking a good gulp of his drink, yet in the instance his eyes widened a bit as a raw, thicker, spicy yet also very refreshing taste tickled his enhanced senses of taste and smell. The gruff stallion though managed to hold his senses at bay, yet like being enamoured by the taste never cease gulping till his mug was empty. Logan then gently slammed the mug at the table, licking a foam that stuck on his lips and releasing a loud burp.
“Well?” Peter asked hopefully as the Apples were also wondering what their gruff friend would tell, ye the way how the gulped it all out, it seemed hopeful. “What do you think?”
“Yeah…Well….A little ain't filtered and raw perhaps, but….Guess ya have put a great deal of effort ta press th' apples, that by th' way seems ta be cultivated properly with a proper variety puttin' inta it.” Logan gave his very own unique judgement to Apple Family, as Applejack, Big Mac, Granny Smith and Apple Bloom looked like to be deeply charmed by Logans compliment.
“One more round, partner?” Applejack smirked, trying to offer Logan more of the cider.
“Give it here.” Logan smirked smugly and sliding his empty mug to farmpony that instantaneously filled it with more of an apple pressed like beverage and sending it back to him while Peter and Twilight both shared a happy and satisfied glance with each other, being obviously more than happy with Logans effort.
The group continued chatting and hanging out for yet nearly half an hour, with Apples filling Logan in with many great stories about Applejack, her friends and Apple Family, both good and bad. Like the time when Applejack took over Big Macs chores by attempting to buck every single apple tree in the orchard, though biting a little more than she could chew out, causing several problems to her friends and in Ponyville and then collapsing out of fatigue, Applejack traveling with her friends into Appleloosa where they sorted out and set a peace treaty among local settlers and buffalos or Apple Family competing against Flim Flam brothers in apple cider making by their Super Speedy Cider Squeeze 6000 machine vs manpower.
Everypony present at the table were having a moment and such good time hanging out, laughing happily about remembering good old times together. Logan, who by the way was drinking already his fourth round of the apple cider without any signs of intoxication on the other hoof, while listening his friends conversation remained collective and rather reserved, yet occasionally and like against his own will grinning by the moment and despite hardly admit it, yet actually enjoying his friends and Apple Family company.
“Am…Mister Logan?” Apple Bloom though addressed Logan, patting his hoof softly. “May I ask you something?”
“Urm….Okay, kid. Shoot.” Wolverine though being hesitant about fillys request a little bit, yet unable to resist an innocence of a puppy look the kid bore, gruff stallion gave himself in.
“What exactly do you do for living?” Young filly asked innocently.
“Me?” Wolverine replied somewhat affected with Apple Blooms unexpected question, though making the others like Peter, Twilight and Spike to feel a little uneasy about young fillys rather exceeding curiosity and also fearing that Logan might split on a word. But luckily, Logan knew precisely what to do. “I…Urm….I am teachin'”
“You are a teacher? Really?” Apple Bloom exhaled bewildered, while Logan just nodded, pointing that she got that right. “Like what of teacher?”
“I am in a charge of a combat and survival trainin', self-defence, gymnastics and occasionally as a substitute teacher.” Logan explained by the best way he could, also being careful not to give away too much about Xaviers School for Gifted Youngsters, also known as X-Mansion, which apparently was a home base of the X-Men as well as place where young mutants could live without fear and learning to control their powers.
“Let me get this straight. You run a school?” Peter though spoke off in a more hilarious yet curious demeanour.
“Yup.” Logan simply replied while taking another gulp of his beverage.
“A school.”
“Yup.”
“With children.”
“Yes.”
“There is nothing wrong about that at all. Right?” Granny Smith asked, not having anything against the fact that somepony that tough looking like Logan actually worked with children.
“Nnope.” Big Mac simply noted, having nothing against.
“Yeah.” Apple Bloom gave her own support. “Just like Miss Cheerilee. She also teaches us back at the Ponyville Schoolhouse.”
“What rational person on this or any other planet would let children anywhere near you?” Peters tone thought this time loaded more with sarcasm sounding mockingly.
Logan and Parker were staring into each other which would almost appear to be eons, with gruff stallion bearing an annoyed look on his face, yet much young stallion on the other hoof had a mocking smirk on his face, wondering what the X-Mens response will be. Eventually and after an awkward moment of dead silence, Wolverine replied indifferently: “I liked your other costume better.”
“That actually hurts.” Parker stated, feeling to be touched by Wolverines blunt remark.
“In this case, if we and YOU are actually keeping Mayday and Apple Bloom near in Logans proximity, I am then very wondered what rationality means to you by then, Parker?” Trixie nonchalantly replied with one of her own witty remarks.
“Um, guys. I am also right here.” Spike dully noted, trying to attract the others attention by waving his clawed hand.
“I don’t mind being by Logans site in the slightest daddy.” Mayday though spoke off a little defensively and wrapping her small hooves over gruff stallion own, unbeknown causing the X-Men to shiver a little bit as well as feeling fillys warm spreading through his body. “He is such a nice pony.”
“You must have been growing up and working on a farm as well, haven’t ya?” Apple Bloom though asked again, paying her adoptive big brothers and friends humorous chit chat no mind.
“Whut makes you say that?” Logan though asked back quite dumbfounded.
“I know it is maybe nothing, but….Nopony just comes to farm and being able to buck all four apple trees at once on its first try just like that.”
Wolverine, who looked just that baffled by kids unusual brightness for her age, however the gruff stallion recuperated himself by smirking smugly, knowing exactly what to say. “Chrm. Yer sharp kiddo.” Logan considered Apple Blooms question, yet eventually giving in a piece of his past. “Lets just say that on my travels I had been actually workin' in fruit orchards once. So I git somethin' there. But that had been a long time ago. A way long.”
“You were actually working in the fruit orchards, bub?” Peter asked in a both humorous and dumbfounded way, being about to give yet another of his cute remarks yet a glare from his wife stopped him in the process.
“Whut about that?” Logan asked back quite annoyed, daring Parker to have something against it
“Erghm…Nothing.” Peter weakly dismissed and taking another gulp of apple cider.
“Was it…Enjoyable?” Appleajck asked carefully, wondering what would come out of it.
“Yup. It kinda had been fer a while….” Logan went on as yet other memories started flushing through his mind, yet not wanting to give too much from his past, speaking out a little reluctantly. “And yet…There was a young girl there, an immigrant worker. Despite our differences and the language barrier, we kinda….felt in attraction fer on another.”
The last choice of words was rather casual and the X-Men mentally slapped himself by going soft as well as bringing up a lovie dovie mushy stuff. Though hesitating, gruff stallions serious and no-nonsense attitude commanded him to face his friends like a man. Though when he did, most of them had a smiles on their faces.
“Wow…This is really great Logan. At least you had some close friend in there.” Twilight stated cheerfully, he eyes literally gleaming with happiness.
“Big deal.” Both Trixie and Spike whispered simultaneously for themselves, not sharing princess enthusiasm with attraction.
“What was her name, Logan?” Peter asked curiously.
“I dunno.” Logan replied in a somewhat solemn like manner while trying to remember. “I actually had never got a chance ta know her any further. Yet one day I left and we had never saw each other again.”
“You had left just like that?” Trixie uncharacteristically asked in awe. “Why?”
“You had been seemingly having a perfect life there partner. What made you to leave?” Applejack asked, also wondering about Logans sudden change of demeanour.
“Lets just say I have had my own reasons.” Logan simply replied with his tone returning into its usual firmness and finally finishing his fourth mug. “It is in th' past. Let it go.” The X-Men paused before deciding to push on a different subject. “Erghm….Kid. I know it is maybe a sensitive topic, but…..Eghm, ain't ponies suppose ta have cutie marks?”
Apple Blooms eyes widened as well as both embarrassment and shame alike associated with it. “Oh! Well….I….Eghm….” Filly stammered shamefully, not knowing how to put this.
“You see, Logan….” Twilight though intervened, trying to explain. “Sometimes may just happen that ponies need more time to find their own special talents, that will eventually display themselves, before eventually getting their specific cutie marks. And Apple Bloom is just the case.”
“Yeah.” Now Peter added, though his voice sounding a little cautiously, more likely speaking to his little sisters defence. “And if you remember correctly, it has taken ME three and half of month to finally get my cutie mark seven years ago. And by that time, I was just over nineteen years old.”
“Do….you have anything against it, mister Logan?” Apple Bloom dared to ask, her voice sounding hesitant, if not even slightly apprehensive, being inwardly worried if the older gruff stallion wouldn’t say something against or make a fun of young fillys blank flank.
“Nope. Not at all.” Logan simply stated with an honest demeanour and shrugging his shoulders. “Whenever th' time is just right, ya will git your cutie mark. I also git mine just yesterday.”
Logans honest, deliberate yet also somehow odd response though caused Apple Bloom to wonder even further, which however wasn’t quite for the reason and fact that the stallion actually had or thinking nothing about/against young fillys lack of cutie mark, but it was rather due the mention of getting his very own just recently. “Just yesterday you say? Really? Just….How old are you exactly?”
“Apple Bloom!” Applejack though spoke off with a firm voice, chastising her little sister about quite a very unpleasant and rude question asking about age.
“Oh no. Just look at the time.” Peter suddenly exhaled with a realization flashing within his mind, holding up his right arm pointing at his imaginary watch yet cutting Apple Blooms question short, knowing that the situation about Logans background would soon or later get even more complicated. “I guess we should already by somewhere else by now.”
“You are right, Peter. I have almost forgot.” Twilight exhaled also, being glad for her husbands realization. “We should be head right to Rarity now. She has something very important for us. Spike, would you send messages to Princess Celestia, Sunset Shimmer and Spitfire to joins us at the boutique?”
“On it, Twilight.” Spike offered himself with Twilights approval, while baby dragon started digging in Twilights knapsacks as he pulled out three pieces of paper and quill and started writing.
“You have to go already? Logan? Too bad.” Apple Bloom stated a little disappointed, not really wanting Peter, Twilight, Mayday, Trixie, Spike and Logan to go away yet.
“Nothing to worry about, sugar cube.” Applejack replied softly soothingly patted her little sister on her head. “There will be plenty of time with Logan some other time when he comes here again.”
“Yeah. You are more than welcome to come here anytime you like, son.” Granny Smith honestly declared, glancing upon Logan, assuring that he was more than welcomed in Sweet Apple Acres.
“Eeyup.” Big Mac added with his nonchalant simple remark.
Logan, despite his serious look intact though found himself bewildered with his brow furrowed yet not being ceased to wonder. Here in Equestria, the ponies were extremely friendly, hospitable and understanding being, unlike in contrast and compared to humans back on Earth who were rather quick to judgement, believing only to what they see and being afraid from what they didn’t understand. Maybe, just maybe the gruff stallion could actually adjust in here just fine, yet though Wolverines cynical side re-emerged, inwardly prompting a gruff and battle-hardened stallion not to growing soft, just because someone being nice to him.
“So, Hurm…” Logan grunted, glancing upon his friends who were about to leave with quite a sceptical look. “Whut is so special about boutique, anyway?”
“You will have to see it to believe it.” Trixie sighed with a rather unreadable expression on her face. “This way.”
Despite hesitating for a while, yet rolling his eyes Logan grunted while proceed in pursuit of his friends.
“Twilight, Peter darling! I am so glad that you have come.” Rarity exhaled happily while welcoming Twilight, Peter, Mayday, Spike, Trixie and Logan in the Carousel Boutique, with Elements of Harmony and Felicia being already present as well in the fashion house as they all agreed upon.
Logan walked inside the shop along with his friends, just though and quite for somepony (Especially Raritys) dismay the gruff stallion had and was smoking a cigar in his mouth, as a light derivative smell of carbon, spice and eucalyptus aroma filled the air, though accompanied with a rather unpleasant smell of smoke rising that Logan released from his mouth.
“Well excuse me, Logan!” Rarity exhaled quite in shock by seeing Logan actually smoking inside of her shop. “What kind of idea is it smoking in my boutique? I will have to ask you to quench that cigar right now!” The fashionista scolded and demanded the gruff stallion with a frim voice.
“Why?” Logan bluntly shrugged his shoulder while taking another intake of tobacco aroma of his cigar and releasing it out into the atmosphere.
“At first, it is a rude and a very unpleasant bad habit that makes you having difficulties with otherpony, it doesn’t fit the gentlecolts way and primarily it doesn’t make any good to your health either, not to mention a bad breath.” Rarity blurted out scolding, not being evidently pleasant with Wolverines famous and also rather unfortunate smoking habits.
“Yeah. Just continue smoking like that and you will spend the rest of your days under the believe that you are six years old girl.” Peter added sarcastically, yet also sympathizing with Raritys exasperation.
“Would ya really do that?” Logan dully yet amazed replied and taking the cigar into his hoof.
“I would have Rarity braid your mane.” Peter dully yet provocatively noted and sharing a coy like wink with Rarity.
“Hurm…Whutever.” Rolling his eyes in defeated like manner, Logan eventually gave himself in on his friends uneasy request, though putting out his cigar by pressing it in the sole of his hoof, yet wincing slightly as a carbons burned a small wound in his hoof, yet his healing factor immediately mended it, leaving no visible trace before the X-Men put his extinguished cigar into his jacket to store it for later. Logan then looked around with his eyes landing on lots of beautiful and colourful outfit masterpieces of Raritys own creation. “So…Whut are those important things we are supposed ta talk about? Foppish outfits?” Wolverine dully asked, yet quite unable to avert his gaze from the outfit collection.
“Well I am terribly sorry!” Rarity huffed irritated, not really appreciating Logans brutish and uncouth manners, by talking like this about her lifes work. Yet luckily, due to fashionistas ladylike mannerism and collective nature, Rarity manage to keep it together before going on. “Yet for your information Logan, you would apparently be in luck. I have had a huge sale some of my best designs.” Rarity just didn’t help herself put stepping closer to one of her many outfits handlers and gently rubbing the silk, before though glancing upon Logan with something like a spark of hope in her eyes. “Do you….Like them?”
“Well…Hurm….” Logan grumbled under his breath with hesitation, not knowing how to put this.
“Beauty are they not?” Pinkie as usually stuck her nose between gruff stallion and her white unicorn friend, having her happy look on her face. “Rarity not only makes new designs for Grand Galloping Gala every year, but also being so nice to make us and Peters very own outfits for the Gala.”
“Well…Hurm….They are pretty….Fancy.” Logan murmured reluctantly yet coming up with the best choice of words he could find, though once again feeling somewhat confused about persistent pink mares attitude when a realization occurred within his mind. “But…Whut th' heck is that…Grand…Gallopin'…Gala thingie?”
“Um…” Now Fluttershy though hesitantly intervened, trying to clear things up. “It is an annual royal ball party held to celebrate the completion of Canterlot after Equestria was founded.”
“Yup. And it is attended mostly primarily by high-class, noble and snobbish ponies.” Rainbow Dash declared with a slight hint of disgust present in her voice, before though tuning into a more hopeful one. “Though, Spitfire and the Wonderbolts are present there as well every year.”
“I can hang out with higher class ponies just fine.” Trixie nonchalantly stated as well as maintaining her confident and boastful like composure.
“Chm…Well, that ain't fer me. I hate banquets. Stark on th' other hand….” Logan huffed contemptuously, not evidently showing any interest in the Gala party in the slightest.
“You might actually consider yourself lucky, partner.” Applejack though pointed on yet attracting Logan unexpected attention. “In order to get on the party, you would have to have a golden ticket to pass through.”
“Which is quite a rare occasion, because Princess Celestia will only gives the tickets to certain individuals she deems worthy or those close to her.” Mayday explained further.
“Fortunately…” Peter though smirked hopefully. “Me and Twilight along with Mayday, Aunt May, Trixie and the Elements of Harmony can attend on that party every year without any restriction. Guess being a Knight of Equestria as well as the celebrity itself just got its advantages after all.” Young stallion nonchalantly stated nearly resembling demeanour similar that of Trixie.
“Chm. Guess somepony is popular with celebrities.” Felicia scoffed, inwardly feeling a little jealous.
Grunting lowly in response, Logan though perked out like stiffening himself a bit by tensing his enhanced acute senses, as like he spotted something sort of like a shade with an edge of his eye. The gruff stallion instinctively turned around to find the source as his cold blue eyes fixed right on a tiny pony standing by the door, her coat being snow white more like a Raritys, though her mane was a shade brighter and curlier. Her large green innocent eyes brightened when Logans blue orbs came into contact.
“Hi. Are you a friend of Peter and Twilight?” The filly asked with her voice practically squeaked.
“Hurm….” Logan blurted incoherently and slightly off guard by the look at the fillys cute and rather very irresistible look of her lime green irises, like exactly not finding a suitable sorts of words yet as her cuteness obviously and apparently quite got to the gruff stallion.
“Sweetie Belle. How are you doing?” Peter however spoke off by breaking ice and quite for Logans awe saying the little unicorn fillys apparent name that by the way would be perfectly matching, evident by her natural and irresistible natural cuteness, yet instinctively taking a soft intakes of air through his nostrils by catching up the fillys sent of a very pleasant and sweet crisp like aroma.
“Peter!” Sweetie Belle squeaked out joyously and by the looks at Peter standing aside the gruff stallions opposite direction, the little filly zipped her way forward with a speed of a missile across the room as she jumped right into Peters hooves wrapping her hooves around young stallions neck fest and nuzzling her cheek over Peters own affectionately, earning quite a slight glare from Mayday like out of a slight hint of jealousy present within little pagasus filly eyes.
“Hurm….Am I missin' antyhin'?” Logan grumbled quite dumbfounded as the X-Men appeared to be evidently even more confused with all this sudden turn of events.
“Oh, I have completely forgotten my manners….” Rarity trailed out as she gracefully trotted over by the fillys side. “You two have not been properly introduced yet. Logan, this is Sweetie Belle, my….”
“Yer little baby sis.” Logan dully yet though very convincingly declared for Rarity via the elegant unicorn fashionistas and fillys very familiar and rather quite matching comparison.
“How could you possibly even know that. I haven’t….” Rarity exhaled via stammering bewildered in quite an awe about Logans statement by actually guessing Sweetie Belle being actually her little baby sister indeed without even having a chance to properly introduce her to Logan at the first place.
“By th' looks of ya girls, beside bearin' quite matchin' resemblances, as well as yer scent bein' identical of a rather crispy aroma of a vanilla and rose. Ain't ta mention th' cuteness obviously runnin' in the family. Besides, just like Blondie with Apple Bloom, ya two just might complete each other just fine each havin' a little sis fer an instance. Make sense?” Logan explained in quite a deadpan yet a very logical like manner. Which though shouldn’t be that much surprise as Logan actually managed to judge by his superhuman acute sense of smell as Raritys and Sweetie Belles scent was actually identical to the X-Men as the sisters.
“Well….Eghm….” Rarity stammered as Logans own deductive analysis of her and Sweetie Belle being sisters left the fashionista quite speechless.
“Who is this, Rarity?” Sweetie Belle asked by eying Logan somewhat questioningly.
“This is Logan, Sweetie Belle. Our friend, that has just moved in with in with me, Peter and miss Hardy to Golden Tree Library for some time.” Peter explained and giving the filly an honest smile yet there way faint inner sign of irritation by actually mentioning Felicia as the former cat burglar actually became Twilights roommate.
Sweetie Belle altered her collective attention back to Logan, and though still eying older stallion questioningly a bit, the fillies demeanour eventually softened as she smiled and greeted the X-Men happily. “Hello, Mr. Logan.”
“Hello kid.” Logan greeted the fillies, though his voice gruff yet sounding soft and deliberated just like he introduced himself to Apple Bloom early, and even managing a faint smile on his hirsute face with yet another weird feelings started brewing within the depths of X-Mens chest as the fillys cute and innocent look was somewhat getting to Logan, yet unbeknown though Sweetie Belle was staring at him vividly yet though rather out of childish like curiosity as even started circling around older stallion like shark circling around its prey.
“Say, mister Logan.” Filly trailed off curiously as her deep lime green eyes centred themselves right over older stallions flank. “This is a very nice cutie mark. What does it mean?”
“Hurm…..” Logan murmured confused as well as much for otherpony utter concern about that little cutie mark topic again, not quite knowing how to put a suitable answer of choice in order to satisfied young fillies youthful curiosity just like it was the same with Apple Bloom, yet though not wanting to give in too much not to arouse suspicion, Logan eventually somehow managed to explain on his own without others making up some excuse for him.
“Lets just say that it just represents whut I am and whut I do th' best, kid. Yet whut I do….Ain't very nice. I rather prefer life this way.” Logan explained yet though a hint of an uncertainty and repulsion was vocally present in his gruff tone, earning quite a baffled look from the little filly like she quite failed to get the older stallions statement about the meaning of the cutie mark, shrugging her shoulders.
“Hurm….Kid.” Logan trailed out by better trying to change the subject as the gruff stallion right just than realized that Sweetie Belles own flank was all but blank, lacking any cutie mark on her own, just like Apple Bloom did back than. “No offense, but….Yer lackin' a cutie mark on yet own, ya know that?”
Sweetie Belles eyes widened as well as both embarrassment and shame alike associated with it. “Oh! Well….I….Eghm….” Filly stammered shamefully, not knowing how to put this. “Do….you have anything against it, mister?” The filly dared to ask, her voice sounding hesitant, if not even slightly apprehensive, being inwardly worried if the older gruff stallion wouldn’t say something against or make a fun of young fillys blank flank.
“Nope. Not at all, little one.” Logan simply stated with his demeanour instantly shifted from a usual stoic and gruff into quite an honest one and shrugging his shoulders. “Its just like yer not th' only kid with a blank butt on yer own, Apple Bloom on th' other hand….hurm… I mean…Hoof might ta join th' club. Whenever th' time is just right, ya will eventually discover yer own talent of yer own and gittin' yer cutie mark at last, kid.”
Logans simple yet honest, deliberate response though had quite an effect on Sweetie Belle to wonder even further, which however wasn’t quite for the reason and fact that the older stallion actually had or thinking absolutely nothing about/against young fillys lack of cutie mark, but. “Well….Thank you mister.”
“Erghm…..” Rarity though spoke off by unfortunately cutting Sweetie Belles and Logan conversation short before it could go any further. “Sweetie Belle. As much you might to know each other with Logan, but right now, we are having a serious matters at hooves to take care off.”
“Um….Okay sis.” Sweetie Belle though shrug her hooves like having nothing against. “Me along with Apple Bloom and Scootalloo have just been about to undergo some other more activities in attempts to finally earn our cutie marks for today.” The both sisters exchanged yet another playful sisterly like glance to each other along with otherpony else present within the room and Peter, yet before galloping to the exit door, the Sweetie Belle shared yet final glance with Logan. “See you soon, misterLogan.” And with those words, the filly exited the boutique by closing the door.
“Cute kiddo.” Logan chuckled a bit under his breath, yet though inwardly chiselling himself that he had just complimented Sweetie Belles cuteness as the filly would be rather the last thing on the X-Men mind.
“Indeed. Yet a little bit persistent at times.” Rarity completed the sentence a little embarrassed yet in a rather compliment over her eager yet a little persistent little sister.
There was a silence in the room for a while, yet suddenly Logans ears perked as his enhanced sense of hearing caught a faint sound hardly hearable to normal ear which apparently sounded like a soft bouncing. Reaction out of instincts, Wolverine sharply turned to on right and unleashing his adamantium claws with a loud SNIKT sound from his hoof, unwillingly giving his friends quite a fright as the gruff stallion found the source. It was a white Persian cat, having a flurry fur, wearing an opal-studded collar around her neck and a purple ribbon on top of her head. Logan found himself quite baffled yet as the cat poured and started licking the tips of his claws.
“Opal!” Rarity shrieked on top of her lungs totally out from fight and snatching the cat from a table, hugging her tightly. “Logan! How dare you threaten my poor Opal with those dangerous blades of yours?” The fashionista furiously scolded Logan as her grip even intensified, causing a poor cat to yowl quite in pain and starting to swing her paws with her claws exposed furiously in a desperate attempt to free herself from the unicorns grasp.
“Sorry. I have been just….Reactin'.” Logan somewhat dully apologized himself, shrugging his shoulder and sheathing his claws back into his hoof. Opal though on the other hand hissed on the fullest on a gruff stallion before finally releasing herself from Raritys grip and running away from the room.
“Echm. Whatever…Where the cat and weasel play.” Peter though humorously quipped, trying to change the subject, yet massaging his chin thoughtfully. “But speaking of Luna, Sunset and Spitfire, I guess they should be here every…” However, Peters sentence was unfortunately cut short as a flash of light erupted just inches away from his position as Princess Luna, Sunset and Spitfire wearing her trademark drill sergeant uniform materialized into existence. “Minute.” Peter weakly and awkwardly finished his sentence, being totally caught off guard, his eyes wide like two saucers and feeling his heart within his chest pounding, yet desperately trying to hide it. “Nice try. But you haven’t actually surprised me this time.”
Luna however, not letting herself baffled though her irises disappeared behind a white glow before returning back into her ocean blue colour. “Your heart is racing, so I beg to differ. Do you feel alright, my friend?” Princess of the Moon provocatively smirked, yet sharing a glance with others yet her ocean blue eyes landed on Mayday. “Hello there, little Mayday.”
“Auntie Luna.” Mayday squeaked joyously and trotting to greet herself with Moon Goddess herself, that be the way was her godmother as well as surrogate aunt to little filly pegasus.
“Sorry we are little late, guys, but we had some urgent business back in Canterlot as well as other matters, but we are all set and done.” Sunset sheepishly stated as she welcomed herself with her friends.
“Hey, Spitfire.” Rainbow Dash greeted herself with the captain of Wonderbolts and her lifetime idol with both of a joy yet also respect. “So what? Is everything alright? I mean…with the Wonderbolts and you being officially the Avengers now?”
“Everything is just settled and done, Rainbow Dash.” Fiery maned pegasus replied, giving a rainbow maned Pegasus a confident smile. “From now, in a case of any emergency, the Wonderbolts will got a valid justification from Princess Celestia herself about my absence.”
“Are you sure, you are up to it, Spitfire?” Twilight closed a gap between herself and Wonderbolt. “I mean, being a captain of Wonderbolts, drill sergeant and superhero in the same time? It sounds like a hard job.” Young alicorn stated somewhat discouragingly.
“It is suits me just fine, Twilight Sparkle.” Spitfire reassured and waving her hoof dismissively. “I have tasked Soarin as my second-in-command to take over my duties while I am gone. And besides, having some extra job has never harmed anypony.”
“Chm. Some iron clad lady alright.” Felicia scoffed, yet also being pleased with Spitfires attitude.
“So, what is this all about, Rarity?” Spike asked curiously, yet a lovely and enamoured like expression formed on baby dragons face and his voice sounding hopeful. “Guess it would be something great when it got you involved.”
Rarity, being charmed by Spikes appreciation brushed a strand of her elegant purple mane over her ear and clearing her throat. “As we have all agreed upon and as I have also promised….And I have put lots of effort into it, yet it is all done.” The fashionista declared solemn and lady like manner before sharing glance with Twilight, Sunset, Luna and Logan. “Twilight, Sunset, Princess Luna and you too Logan….Your very own superhero Avengers costumes are finished and ready.”
“Th' costumes?” Logan muttered by hearing fashion loving unicorns statement.
“That is right, old chum.” Peter nonchalantly chuckled yet pridefully bumping his hoof over his solid chest. “Actually, it has been my idea after all.”
“Figures that much, that ya might come up with somethin' like that, Parker.” Logan grumbled and placing his hoof over his forehead with an exasperated expression.
“That is still not quite enough.” Rarity though suggested, not being quite finished, having something promising on her mind. “In order to make it more interesting, I have afforded to make ourselves our very own little fashion show in order present the costumes in a flash light.” The fashionista though glanced upon to Guardian of the Moon, yet tuning into a more hopeful tone. “Eghm? Do you mind, Princess Luna?”
“Not at all Rarity.” Luna on the other hoof though smiled warmly in response, having nothing against Raritys idea at all. “Besides, it has been eons since I have been wearing something decent or fitting and I could indeed use some change. It would be my pleasure to take my part on that fashion show of yours.”
“A fashion show?!” Logan though grumbled somewhat defensively as his manly and serious part of him actually didn’t want to take his part of Raritys idea. “Hurm….Lady, I have just been draggled here ta kick butts.”
“Logan. Don’t be such a wimp.” Rainbow Dash huffed while keeping her frame airborne.
“Yeah. Besides, what is a real superhero without a costume? Not so super, that is why.” Peter added, yet trying to encourage his grouchy friend yet scoffing.
“I ain't complain on my street clothes, thank ya.” Logan countered back, trying to avoid the fashion show at any cost.
“Oh, pchm. It is not called the fall informal.” Rarity, not letting herself go huffed, assuring Logan that it wasn’t that bad how it looked like.
“Yeah. Just like that.” Mayday added.
“Um…It just might be fun.” Fluttershy meekly but decisively declared.
“Come on, soldier. Go for it.” Spitfire gave her own support, yet encouraging Logan with a military like protocol.
“Why not?” Now even Sunset simply completed, shrugging her shoulders.
“Besides, Logan.” Twilight thought spoke of in a more serious and firm tone. “Rarity is very generous, working hard and putting lots of effort into those costumes. And she has even repaired and tanking such a good care of your jacket.”
“My words exactly. At least you could show some gratitude to your friends making you a favour, showing that you are not so uncouth as you appear to be.” Luna added, not being able to react any differently.
Realizing that there was no way out of it, with everypony present within the boutique standing against him and feeling overwhelmed, yet also knowing that Twilight and Luna had the point about Raritys repairmen of his jacket and glancing upon Parker who merely and silently shrugged his shoulders, Wolverine grunted in a both exasperated and defeated manner, giving himself in. “Hurm! Whutever. Lets just get on with it. But only if this remains among us.”
“There just wouldn’t be any other way, bub.” Peter simply deadpanned
Peter was sitting with Mayday in his lap along with Trixie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Felicia and Spitfire by his side around a small podium with the curtains closed, while Rarity along with Twilight, Sunset, Luna, Logan and Spike went behind, arguably get themselves ready.
“So, when do you think they will finally begin, daddy? What about mommy?” Mayday asked as her patience was slowly running out, yet her tone was also tuned down with curiosity.
“Just you wait, honey.” Peter smiled and patting his daughters head affectionately. “You know as much as I do that in your mommys case, it usually must look well-organized.”
“Chm. She wishes.” Felicia scoffed sarcastically in a whisper with a slight envying demeanour.
Yet though, Peter reached for his knapsack, started digging in it before pulling out what he was looking for: A camera.
“What do you intend to do with that camera, Peter? Making some nice pictures?” Pinkie Pie asked curiously yet guessing something good was about to occur.
“I have decided that making some pics of this would be worth it. Boy, just like in my old days in the Bugle.” Peter stated quite smugly while checking in the film in his camera as well as recalling old good days as a photographer. “And I have also though that honouring JJ would be nice. But then again, he actually had never been much honoured about anything back then.”
Suddenly, the curtains lowly stretched as pike emerged from behind the curtains. “Hey Spike. So what?” Rainbow Dash asked baby dragon with a small hint of impatience present in her voice.
“Just you wait guys. We are just about to begin.” Spike simply yet hopefully announced, scuttling his way to the windows and pulling all the curtains, rendering the entire room shrouded in a darkness. Yet, in the instance, an azure blue light flashed, cutting through the dark cover, revealing Rarity being the one generating the light via her horn like a lantern with her eyes closed in focus with the theatre podium curtains being opened.
Though, in the same moment the light erupted and creating something like an illusionary purple background with rays of light, sparks and glowing bubbles of magical aura, revealing Twilight in brand new costume of a very light shade of violet color. Having a white, yet not restrictive hood covering her head. A pair of large pink gloves. A pink and purple tight leotard with her wings being exposed. Boots of a similar design to gloves, coming up to the midsection of the tights. And there was of course an insignia of Twilight’s cutie mark, a violet star, sat above her chest and below her neck, pinning her hood and with two other insignias placed on both sides of her flank.
Peter along with Mayday as well as Elements of Harmony, Trixie and Spitfire, save from Felicia though who was acting rather indifferently found just staring of their princess, yet young stallion couldn’t avert his hazel gaze from his wife how beautiful she was in her heroic attire.
“Wow…” Mayday let out though a little strained yet excited squeak. “Moomy looks just so….Great.”
“That is my wife alright. Looking beautiful as ever. As a real superhero. She definitely rocks the cape.” Peter chuckled with a wide smile on his face, yet taking his camera and making a several pictures of his wife with a flash hopping from the camera and flashing.
Yet, the background of the projection changed, turning into flashing yellow rays, with a glowing like dust sparks falling, as Sunset Shimmer appeared, wearing a way more sophisticated attire. A sleeveless dress, leaving most part of stomach exposed, having a dark and light shade of purple color, separated aside by a portion of a yellow gap, as well as a yellow portion in the middle of the chest, leading to a collar. Sunsets cutie mark like insignia of red and yellow sun, with spiraled rays, just like at Twilight served as a pin for a large grey cape, with the opposite site colored pink to neck collar.
The rest of the costume actually formed a pants with sorts of connected boots, decorated by a golden like shoes and silver belt around hips. And just like an upper part of the costume, it bore an exactly the same shades of dark and light purple colors, separated with a yellow gap, that lead from the belt right around the flank, filling it once again with Sunsets cutie mark.
“Hello…” Trixie spoke off in a somewhat hopeful if not even slightly excited tone, aside from her trademark stoic and reserved demeanor yet shrugging her shoulders while Peter was taking pictures with his camera. “Quite….Dashing. I guess.”
“Mmm….” Spitfire thought deeply adjusting her sunglasses, though not being quite for a fashion, the drill sergeant just could ignore the tingling sensation within her chest, being actually quite amazed by the costumes her friends and teammates wore. “Very sophisticated.”
However, another projection followed, this time though shifting background of a wide night sky, with hundreds of stars sparkling along with a full moon glowing on it, though this time with Princess Luna appearing in her very own attire. Calved in a light blue royal-princess like dress, wearing a pearl like necklace over her neck along with a new improved black necklace with her trademark crescent moon like insignia, having a blue chest plate with golden wings like symbol in its center, yet also decorated with pieces of gold covering her upper body.
Her sleeves here though short, yet somewhat puffy, decorated with golden bracelets. The rest of her lower body however was rather covered with a darker blue like shirt, covering most of her flank while her crotch was covered with a lighter blue scarf and wearing light violet greyish socks that bore her cutie mark on its tops and having the same golden bracelets over her hooves. Plus, she also wore some other decorations, like her tiara though still in black being though harmonized with gold and small gems, having golden earrings with three stars each, golden bracelets over her front hooves while also keeping her glass shoes on each hoof.
Simply put, Lunas dress was arguably the most attractive and the most elegant so far, evidently that Rarity put lots of effort into that one, looking like a real princess, with her beautiful dark blue wings spread and her mane and tail resembling the sparkling night sky itself waving effortless in the air, gaining her on more beauty and elegance.
While the otherpony all wowed simultaneously in awe by the look on the Princess of the Moon and co-ruler of the Equestria, Peter, on the other hoof seemed even more astonished if not even enamored with Guardians of the Moons natural beauty harmonized with her dress, feeling a heat in his cheeks rising, his chocolate eyes widened and mouth agape with a drool forming inside it and almost all of his intelligence disabled.
“Keep that mouth shut, lover boy, otherwise you drool your coat.” Felicia whispered, softly bumping Peter into his gut, waking young stallion from his self-induced trance yet scoffing. Yet luckily, Peter recuperated himself enough so he could make though only one and perfect picture, catching Luna in all of her beauty, great, beautiful and majestic.
Finally, the background once again changed, this time appearing more dark-greyish with shades of shadow with a large metal X like symbol forming in the middle. Yet initially, a very well-known and familiar SNIKT like sound echoed as three large metal blades appeared across the X as Wolverine jumped on the scene in his very own heroic attire.
Its upper, sleeveless body was colored in black, yet with a two pairs of orange strips on its hips along with an orange shade coming from its shoulders across stomach, right to orange bell with a black line, with the same “X” like insignia buckle. His gloves were just like orange with three greyish spurs on his wrists, each being tight with two pairs of black belts with greyish buckles. His lower body was also calved in black yet wearing an orange boots tight with the same three pairs of belts just like on his gloves.
And on top of that, Wolverine had his trademark striking mask of an orange color, it had its classic long pointed black ears, covering across white eyeholes and leaving a great part of his muzzle exposed. Wolverine stood on his hinder hooves, releasing his adamantium claws from the spurs of his gloves with a SNIKT, unwillingly causing somepony from the stage to gasp quite in shock before swiftly slashing with them several times around before maintaining his signature fighting stance and releasing a small snarl through his gritted teeth.
The costume was indeed unique, not looking like any of those that Logan wore during his long career as an X-Men, being more likely a mix of both two designs combined that Peter sketched while Rarity was just following young stallions example as well as using her very own designer intuition and instincts.
“So…Coooooolllll.” Rainbow Dash literally squeaked with nearly all air leaving her lung, unable to contain her astonishment with the X-Mens costume, being arguably the coolest of them all, while the others couldn’t react any differently but admire Logans unique heroic attire with amazed looks. And though the mask and the expression looked like quite scary, it still looked good nonetheless. Come to think of it that the mask quite resembled visage of that of Spider-Manes along with its Changeling like lances.
“You just cannot beat the classic look.” Peter nonchalantly yet simply replied, as he was already well familiar with Wolverines trademark costume back on Earth while still being a part of the X-Men while making yet another set of pictures of a gruff stallion in his black and orange attire.
Eventually, the illusionary projections and all light that Rarity was generating waded away and Spike once again drew the curtains, letting the sunlight into the room, with Twilight, Sunset, Luna and Logan standing side by side on the podium with Rarirty standing aside as everypony around the podium burst into one big cheerful applause.
“Rarity….” Twilight declared with her voice filled with enthusiasm and wrapping her hooves over her fashionistas friends neck. “You have really undone yourself. That costume is perfect. I love it.”
“Well…Eghm…Yeah. It is kinda pretty, isn’t it? This is so me.” Sunset though declaring somewhat sheepishly yet a red headed unicorn couldn’t contain her wide smile, being also satisfied with her own heroic attire as well as Raritys work.
“I am also deeply impressed with your effort, Rarity.” Luna closed her gap between herself and Rarity and giving the fashionista the warmest smile she could muster. “Yet you also have my word that I will put it into a good use and taking care of it.”
“I am very honoured to hear this, Princess Luna.” Rarity replied back charmed yet though her demeanour suddenly darkened and glancing upon Peter with a slight scowl. “Chmm. Too bad the same thing just cannot be said about everypony.” Peter chuckled sheepishly and shrugging his shoulders in an awkward like manner, having a very good idea what Rarity meant by that, yet also understanding her slight frustration. Come to all those costumes that he damaged, tore or ripped, not to mention countless times when Rarity had to repair it for him.
Yet luckily and quickly recuperating himself, Peter grabbed Mayday and effortless hopping with her on the podium to meet up with Twilight, not able to avert his chocolate gaze from his princess of beautiful she was in her heroic dress. “It suits you a lot, honey. I have to say, you looked really dashing in it back on Earth, but in your natural form it suits you just as well. Come to think of it….I like you more this way.” Peter flattered, feeling the heat in his cheeks rising and planting a soft affectionate kiss on his mares cheek.
“Well….Thank you a lot Peter. You are very sweet.” Twilight murmured embarrassed, feeling her very own body temperature rising to a nearly critical level, threatening to set her fur into fire and burn though her costume. Yet the amethyst alicorn cherished on this sensation building inside here and feeling most charmed and enamoured by her husbands honest and flattering words.
“Moomy….” Mayday squeaked excited and hugging her mothers hooves. “You look so great. Now you are on the pair with daddy. As a Power Couple.”
“Thanks honey.” Twilight warmly stated while nuzzling her snout against her daughters playfully.
Peter then finally averted his gaze from Twilight and shifting it right to Luna. “Looking really good, Luna.” Peter softly yet honestly stated in a near whisper, not being able to taking in enough more of alicorns beauty and charm and placing his hoof over slightly taller mares shoulder. “You look like a true princess…Literally. You also look well-endowed in that dress.”
“Okay…. You are really creeping me out, Peter.” Luna though replied in a rather sheepish embarrassed like manner, with small shades of pink forming on her dark blue cheeks, feeling Peters warm touch spreading throughout her. Yet once again, the iron clad lady could do nothing but enjoy this sensation on the fullest she could.
“Hey Logan. What do you think?” Peter then glanced to Logan, who by the way look thoughtful, checking and adjusting to his brand new costume in an Equestrian style, having his right hoof extended and once again letting his adamantium claws out as a ghost of a yet quite an honest smile formed on gruff stallions face.
“I have told you will like it.” Rarity declared triumphantly, yet denying Logan a smug look with a confident grin, judging from the mutants expression that he looked arguably pleased with his attire.
“It is alright. I guess…” Logan murmured in a both hesitant yet honest like way, yet unable to hide his true feelings, being actually also satisfied with Raritys work. “At least it ain't that tight like classy uniform or itchin' nor ridin' inta my crotch.”
However, before the conversation and admiration about the fashion could go any further and without nopony expecting it, a flash of a bright light erupted several meters away as Chrysalis materialized herself into existence.
“Chrysalis!” Peter and Twilight both jerked out simultaneously, being just like otherpony totally caught off guard bewildered to see the Queen of the Changelings dropping by like that unexpected.
“Help! Avengers!” Chrysalis though instead of warmly welcome herself with her friends shrieked frantically like a damsel in distress, with her expression terrified and her breathing sounding erratic, like something unfortunate and terrible happened. “Help! My hive and people are in a grave danger! You have to help us!”
“Wow! Wow, Chris! Take it easy! I cannot understand you a word in your speedy way.” Peter placed his hoof over Changeling queens shoulder, snapping and trying to calm her down a little bit before finding out more what exactly was going on, yet out of instincts young stallion knew that something unfortunate must have happened.
“What is going on, Chrysalis?” Twilight edged closer, daring to ask yet her voice also sounding a little strained and filled with concern.
“The volcano just erupted in Macintosh Hills! My hive is located near in there and a hot magma burst its way inside! It will destroy our home if we don’t do something! Please, help us!” Chrysalis explained though still in a frantic like manner pleading her friends for help.
“The volcano?!” Nearly everypony within the boutique exclaimed shocked by hearing Changeling Queens pleas, yet deep down wondering and being confused that some volcano actually erupted in such an isolated location.
“Don’t fret, Chrysalis. Of course we will help!” Luna who though managed to put it together and regaining her confident composure spoke of decisively, her ocean blue eyes gleaming willingness. “We are the Avengers and it is our solemn duty to protect every living creature in Equestria, not to mention those being our allies and friends.”
“Right!” Peter and Twilight both replied determined as well, turning into a more serious and assertive sides while sharing a glance with Felicia, Sunset, Spitfire, Spike and Logan, and just like they all knew in empathy, they merely nod their head in approval with determined expressions, ready to take an action.
“Sounds like fun, alright.” Logan though declared with a dark yet joyful demeanour, like he would actually be looking forward for the danger that was awaited him and the Avengers, while Peter pulled out his Spider-Mane costume from his knapsack, changing and checking the cartridges of his trusty web shooters and sliding his attire over his frame, as Felicia and Spitfire mimicked the knights actions and putting their own Black Cat and Wonderbolt attires on, adjusting her cat mask and googles.
“Wait you guys!” Rainbow Dash though spoke of firmly, her purple eyes gleaming with determination. “We are coming too. It will be dangerous and you may need our help by saving the Changelings. Right, girls?” Tomboyish mare then glanced upon Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy challengingly, as the Elements of Harmony like all feeling as one merely nod their heads determined, showing that Spider-Mane, Twilight and the Avengers also could count with their help.
And though Fluttershy of course felt a little scared and reluctant to face a danger, yet also realizing her friends needed and counting on her, the shy pegasus managed to pull it together by giving herself some courage as a spark of determination sparkled in her deep blue eyes, nodding firmly by conforming her part on this mission.
“Trixie.” Twilight thought urgently yet politely asked Trixie a favour while also sharing a final glance with Mayday, giving her daughter a warm smile. “Please, take care and take Mayday home until we are back.”
“Don’t worry, Twilight. I will just do that.” Trixie agreed without any sign of hesitation, and while though feeling concerned she wished her friends a good luck. “Please, stay safe you guys.”
“Mommy. Daddy…” Mayday though spoke of ready to protest, her voice sounding apprehensive and filled with concern for her parents wellbeing, as a large part of her actually didn’t want them to go.
“We will be just fine, honey. You just know me, right? I am Spider-Mane, the Knight of Equestria. Dealing with dragons, demonic villains having superiority complex…unfortunately…and supernatural threats is on my daily basis. This one is no different.” Peter though spoke off with the most caring voice he could muster, gently supporting her daughters chin with is hoof to make sure to have an eye contact and giving a filly the warmest smile he could muster, encouraging her not to worry.
“Ain't worry kid.” Logan though intervened, and despite his voice ever gruff yet sounding surprisingly soft and somewhat soothing. “I will make sure Parker will stay out of trouble.”
“Alright you guys, lets go for it!” Spider-Mane declared decisively, prompting Twilight, the Avengers and Elements of Harmony to move on as they all assembled at Chrysalis side. The Changeling Queen, feeling relieved and being happy for her friends to hearing out her pleas to help her smiled warmly, though not wasting any time, closing her eyes by focusing her though as her trademark green aura engulfed her deformed horn and in the instance, they all disappeared in a flash of light, leaving only Trixie and Mayday left.
“Auntie Trixie….” Mayday though patted Trixie on her hoof, yet her voice somehow wavering in concern. “Daddy, mommy and the others will be alright and come back safely, wont they?”
“Don’t worry, Mayday. They will.” Trixie tried to sooth little filly as well as keep her confident demeanour, yet deep down the magician was just like worried with her heart crying for concern for her friends. “Come on, Peter. Get back safe and sound.”
To be continued……