Perspective: Big Macintosh
A bead of sweat formed as Big Macintosh bucked the apple trees, shaking them of their fruit. He looked over the orchard. 'Why did we plant so many trees. And for that matter, why does it always seem like there's fruit on them?" Mac thought to himself (breaking the fourth wall a little here ;D) He spotted an orange blob standing on its two front legs as the back legs kicked a tree. Big Mac watched as the blob expertly caught the falling apples in a barrel, only to hear a 'Dangnabbit!' as one apple popped it on the head. Big Mac smiled at Applejack from a far, having a little chuckle at her expense. He was glad to know he would be having some assistance in the job. But goodness he could not wait for applebloom to start bucking so that she could help out instead of sitting on her rump all day and eating all the good snacks.
Big Mac wished his sister wasn't all the way on the other side of the orchard. He felt lonely, and wanted someone to talk to. Well, not talk to, per say. Applejack would be doing the talking, but he liked to have someone near him. He wished Fluttershy was with him at the moment, but she had gone home a few hours ago.
Fluttershy had walked him home from her house after he slept over and she had made him the best dinner his muzzle had ever connected with. Sometimes his mouth watered just thinking of it. With a full stomach, though, Big Mac also had a full mind.
While gladly munching down on his feast, he had let slip an 'I love you' to Fluttershy. He had kicked himself under the table when he realized it. It wasn't that he didn't love her, he did. But he had been waiting to tell her at a special moment, not with a mouthful of hay. He had it all planned out. They would stroll through the apple fields, he would pick a flower for her, and he would whisper it out loud. Then he would slowly increase volume until he got the confidence to almost scream it to Celestia, so everyone would know who the mare for him was.
But it came out, and boy did she hear it. Fluttershy looked daze for a moment, and Big Mac held his breath while continuing eating as to act like it was a nonchalant thing. But, his shoulders were tighter than a rope around a herd of cattle. He was finally able to relax when he heard her say 'I love you too.' So in the end, it worked out, he guessed. They were on a new level of their relationship, and things hadn't been better since.
The two talked all night long about life, work, and favorite things. To Big Mac's surprise, Fluttershy actually ran a pet-sitting business. Ponies just drop off their pets when they go on vacation. But, sometimes the ponies don't go back, so Fluttershy either adopts the pet as her own or tries to find another pony to adopt it. 'Maybe I can drop Winona off there so that dang dog doesn't keep me up all night long with her howlin'' Mac thought to himself.
Big Mac always smiled when he thought about Fluttershy, and realized he felt awfully lonely when she wasn't with him. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to do it.
"Mac? Where are we going?" questioned Fluttershy confusedly, yet excitedly. Big Mac led her up the road from Sweet Apple Acres She had a little jump in her step as she hurriedly followed Big Mac. Fluttershy felt the dirt beneath her hooves, and a little on the front of her forelegs from the dirt that Mac was kicking up as he walked in front of her.
"Not far, SugarCube. I promise." Big Mac smiled as he led his blind folded mare down a dusty dirt road. He was gently leading her by the tip of her hair in his mouth. It tasted like strawberries, which wasn't surprising for it's coloring that closely resembled a shade of the seeded fruit. About a quarter mile from the farm, Big Mac unmasked Fluttershy. Her eyes grew wide and so did the smile on her face.
It was sunset, and she and Big Mac stood on her favorite hill that looked over Canterlot. Big Mac broke the silence, "Your remember this? You fell asleep here, and I carried you home the first time we met." Fluttershy was speechless, completely taken with the act of kindness. He had remembered that this was her favorite spot in all of Equestria. Memories washed over Big Mac as his eyes had landed on the sleeping figure of Fluttershy after they had watched thre sunset. Now, Mac walked to the hill and held out his hoof for Fluttershy to join him. She trotted over. It still amazed him how she almost never used her wings.
Mac sat down with a thud, but Fluttershy daintily nuzzeled her body into his. The two put their heads together and watched as Princess Celestia slowly pulled the sun down under the horizon. It was as if she knew the two lovebirds were watching, because she had painted the sky this evening with magnificent shades of red and yellow and green that stretched like a sonic rainboom all over the land. The two almost gasped at the extraordinary array of colors that spread and danced into the sky as Celestia continued to pull the sun down with her magic.
Fluttershy and Big Macintosh stared wordlessly at the sky until Luna started to bring the moon up. They watched as one-by-one stars started tio dot the sky, and even saw a few shoot across the sky. Fluttershy whispered an inaudible thank you to Princess Luna, knowing she would appreciate to know that ponies were appreciating her artwork. They watched as the last stars dotted into place, and with that, Big Mac let out a short whistle. From behind a tree, Angle darted out and atop Fluttershy's head. She giggled, and the rabbit quickly jumped off her head. Angel scampered over to Big Mac, whispered something in his ear, to which Big Mac nodded to. Angel then scampered back into the dark, as Big Mac started to get up. He held out a hoof to lift Fluttershy up as well, which she accepted. He cleared his throat and began.
Miss Fluttershy. You have made me the happiest stallion in all of Equestria. Never before have I met a mare that gets me like ya do. I love you Fluttershy, and you make my life complete. I savor every moment I have with you, and I hope it can last a life time. Will you marry me?" With that last sentence, Angel appeared on top of Mac's head with a purple pillow. On top of the pillow sat a gold band. It was the size of a hoof. Fluttershy gasped, knowing what it was. A wedding band. She was speechless, and Big Mac started to look a little nervous until his face lit up with her whisper of "Yes."