//------------------------------// // Chapter Eighteen: Of Weddings and Bells // Story: Trixie is Pregnant and It's Twilight's Problem // by TheCrimsonDM //------------------------------// Trixie is Pregnant Chapter Eighteen: Of Weddings and Bells Written by TheCrimsonDM Applejack was busy bucking apples off the tree. It had been an awkward and hard day’s work. An honest day’s work leaving her feeling strong and confident about her place here. The apple farm was a crazy place to live sometimes. For the most part there was plenty of job security here, ponies needed to eat after all, and they even had quite a few different types of sub-farms. From carrots to potatoes. The apple family was in charge of most of it. Still some days she did long for a more simple and quiet time. Or at the very least a day off. Working a farm was a full time job if ever there was one. Twenty Four hours a day seven days a week. Still she was proud her farm, her family and everything they’d accomplished together. Nothing, and she meant it, nothing was as important as family. It probably was why Big Mac was scared of mares. After all she was afraid of dating stallions because whatever stallion she got hitched too was going to become part of the family and needed to be a proper part of it. Unless she decided to invest more in mares. The idea of settling down with a particular mare had crossed her mind a few times, but she needed foals to keep up the farm work. In fact, choosing a mare might be better in that regard. In her few moments of free time she’d figured it out. If she married a stallion it would only mean one new child a year, assuming nothing went wrong. Workable but not good enough. If it was two mares, that could be her getting pregnant form a stallion with strong genes and her lover getting pregnant likely from Big Mac’s genes. Two children a year, for a few years, meant lots of ponies to keep the farm alive and well after Applejack’s passing many, many years from now. She had felt very secure about her plan. Only problem was when could she find free time for that kind of fooling around? She had as much time for that as Celestia had moles on her butt, which was to say none at all. She’d considered enlisting Rarity to help but that had only rewarded her with pleasurable, but awkward events. If Rarity even sniffed the idea of marriage brewing in Applejack’s mind she’d probably try to marry Applejack herself. Actually that thought didn’t sound too bad. Rarity was rather pleasant to look at and had proven herself willing to get dirty if she really needed to. Sure she complained the whole while but she’d still do it. Furthermore Rarity was family oriented, something Applejack appreciated a lot. Last but not least, Rarity wasn’t half bad at getting dirty in much more private ways. Applejack had to shake her head once she saw Rarity and Fluttershy talking to Big Mac some ways away. Something felt off about that, so ignoring any pleasant imaginings she had she went into stealth mode and hid behind a tree as she watched the trio. Rarity was sounding confident as ever as she spoke. “I know this is so sudden, darling, but Trixie really does seem to need your help with something.” Big Mac gave her a nervous look. “Ayep?” Rarity made a high pitched excited noise. “YES! I’m so glad you’re willing to come with us. Fluttershy here is requested as well. I’m willing to bet she requires help for planning her wedding with Twilight.” Fluttershy swallowed. “Um, are they… r-really getting m-married? B-but I just…” Rarity shook her head. “Well, Twilight hasn’t agreed to anything yet, but some conversation in which I did not manipulate her thinking at all with ice cream, and she seemed to realize just how much she and Twilight have grown close. She then got really weird though and asked you two to come. I’m sure she has some wonderful plans.” Fluttershy looked a little disappointed by those thoughts. Big Mac on the other hoof looked as nervous as could be, yet somehow sad. This was a strange situation, well okay the past few days have been strange but these ponies were certainly up to something and Applejack had made it clear. If there was anything more weird going on with her brother and Trixie she was investigating. Tipping her hat forward, she knew it was investigating time. She stalked the ponies out of the farm, all the way to town and through the streets, careful to stay quiet and behind them at all times. If she was caught whatever plans they had were likely to be cut short. She couldn’t risk that and not finding out the truth. Lucky for her, these ponies were about as able to catch on to what she was doing as pigs were able to fly. Up in the sky she caught a glimpse of Pinkie Pie. Wearing her Piggy Pie costume and riding a rocket through the air as Rainbow Dash was chasing after her screaming, “It was an accident!” Pinkie didn’t seem to be upset or in any danger. In fact she seemed to be enjoying the ride. So on it went as Applejack stalked her prey through the busy streets of Ponyville. Every now and then hearing gossip of Trixie and Twilight’s baby, a few ponies even just shortened it to Twixie. Strange name but she figured it fit well enough. Once she was at the shop she was careful to sneak up to the front door and listen in. Just in case she ever needed it, she had her emergency lasso tucked under her hat. *** Trixie marched back in forth in the little boutique. Its lavish curtains feeling a bit more imposing now that she was staring at the two ponies she had questions about. The two ponies with which she requested an audience sat there in front of her looking at her with confused and worried expressions on their faces. Rarity had been gracious enough to give them some privacy as she worked on the dress ideas in her room and Twilight was still unconsciously twitching on the couch behind her. Trixie met both of their eyes for a moment before saying, “Do either of you know why it is Trixie has called you here today?” They both shook their heads. Trixie grinned. “Trixie has clearly realized there is some interest from both of you going in Trixie’s direction and she would like to know how serious those interests are.” They both looked at each other a bit confused. Fluttershy was the first one to speak. “Um, I um… well… d-do you mean if we um… like you?” “Trixie knows that you like her, she wishes to know if you love her.” Fluttershy’s eyes bulged. “I um… I d-don’t know.” Trixie looked at Big Mac who was just as uneasy. “What about you, big sexy you.” He swallowed. “N-now hold up. Ah only, with you, the one time.” Trixie shook her head. “Trixie thinks you are both about as confused as she is. This is not good.” She paced back and forth a few times. “Trixie feels she needs to make a decision and stick with it, or make a few decisions and stick with all of them. How are you two for harems?” Both of them looked at each other than at Trixie. Trixie laughed. “Of course not with each other, with Trixie. Do you think Trixie would share either of you? No, she demands all of you for herself and herself only.” Fluttershy’s entire face was so red that Trixie was sure she might explode. Big Mac was already red but he did look a touch pale. This was an interesting response to say the least. Trixie stamped a hoof. “Alright, Trixie thinks this will work.” Big Mac swallowed. “Nope.” Trixie stared at him. “No? So you two are the jealous kind… I’m sorry Big Mac but you might be good at what you do, but Trixie does tend to favor mares. So if Fluttershy and Twilight agree to this than she will have to cut her losses for you.” Big Mac jerked a nod. “Ayep.” Trixie smiled. “Fluttershy, would you be interested in such a- Fluttershy? Are you okay?” Fluttershy seemed to be doing her best impression of Twilight. Unconscious on the floor and twitching. Seems she lost her. Oh well there was always later. Trixie let out a sigh. “Well at least we are alone for me to tell you the real reason I brought you here.” Trixie grew the kind of smile only a mare knowing that one of these ponies would pass out from such talks of depravity would have. “Big Mac, about the child of mine.” Big Mac met her eyes. There was a gentle hope in those eyes. One she didn’t expect to see. If anything she expected to see anger, confusion, or fear, not… excitement. Did he already know or suspect the parent? If so Trixie couldn’t’ very well keep her captive audience waiting the reveal. “It is not Twilight’s as you may have been informed, as well as half of Equestria as it turns out.” Trixie shook her head. “It is yours.” The smile that grew on Big Mac’s lips. It was unbelievable how comforting said smile really could be. “Ah… Ah didn’t think… Ah hoped… but Ah didn’t-“ Trixie shushed him. “Now, Trixie might not be able to be your lover, or marry you, or whatever your Ponyville traditions are, but she does want you to help raise the baby. Trixie Two The Revenge of Trixie should be able to have both of her parents around.” “A g-g-girl!” he gasped. He took a step forward. “Ah… Ah have a baby girl?” Trixie smiled up at him. “We do. Now apparently Twilight seems to be under the impression we should keep quiet about this because if it were to get out, your sister might have some sort of thoughts? Trixie doesn’t understand Twilight’s concern.” The door opened up and Applejack stood there with a lasso in her mouth swirling above her head. “Ah think Ah can make you understand, hussie!” *** With Trixie walking besides her, Applejack walked with one end of the lasso in her mouth and the other around Big Mac’s neck. Trixie was pretty complacent about following her for no reason whatsoever, or at least once Applejack offered apple pie she was. Applejack knew it got them every time. Trixie was almost excited as she asked, “So why foalnap your brother and ask Trixie to grace you with her presence?” Applejack grimaced. This was what she was going to have to deal with for the rest of her life now wasn’t it? “Good choice, Big Mac.” He was deftly silent. He knew the rules and exactly what was about to happen. No way he was getting away this time. Not that he’d ever gotten a mare pregnant before, but there was a scare once in his youth involving a certain teacher they all knew and loved. Unfortunately that turned out to be a misunderstanding, but if it hadn’t then Big Mac would have had plenty of foals by now. Applejack noticed the set of eyes on her from Trixie. “You haven’t answered Trixie’s question yet.” Applejack was busy holding a lasso in her mouth. “Ah’m doing the right thing, probably.” Trixie smiled. “Finally making it up to Trixie for bullying her on stage are you? So nice of you to finally do so. Trixie shall allow you this then.” Behind them Rarity was holding aloft in her blue telekinetic aura both a wonderfully fancy white dress and a nice black suit. “Oh I do hope your size hasn’t changed since I last measured you, Big Mac. Of course, I’d have loved to have that sort of time with you again.” Applejack growled. “Rarity, if you so much as look at him suggestively, Ah am not inviting you.” Rarity shrieked. “Please, Applejack. I must be invited. It’s not every day I get to enjoy such events.” Applejack was already having second thoughts about this. Maybe, just maybe this was a bad idea. Lucky for her Twilight wasn’t there or she’d stop them. *** Twilight woke up in a cold chill. The front door to the Carousel Boutique was ajar and Spike was sitting down and staring at the door with a smug expression on his face. Fluttershy was also nearby, unconscious and twitching. Such an odd thing for a pony to do, maybe she should call a doctor. Spike saw her and laughed. “You have no idea, do you?” Twilight looked at him. “No, I just woke up… and uh… wait, where is Trixie?” Spike laughed even harder. “Applejack found out who Trixie’s baby’s daddy was. Came in here, grabbed Trixie, and Rarity and the three of them went off to go marry the would be lovers.” Twilight stared at the door. “By Celestia’s… no, By Luna and Celestia’s incestuous secret romance, this is exactly why I told Trixie not to tell anypony yet. How the tartarus do I stop a wedding?” Spike looked at her. “Isn’t’ there a part where they ask if anypony objects?” Twilight swallowed. “Oh… no. Spike, I figured it out, we are trapped inside one of my trashy stories I write when I’m lonely.” He shook his head. “Already checked, this is reality.” “Then in that case, this is even worse. I can’t let somepony take Trixie away from me.”