//------------------------------//
// Filly Fooler & Fever Fun? 
// Story: Daddy Discord 
// by KingofSquirrelz 
//------------------------------//

Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz
    
    With a swift jolt, with a hard pressed hoof, Brave shut off the alarm clock that Twilight had given him.  Brave's eyes fluttered open as he looked at the clock...4:30a.m. He gave a long sigh as he drudge out of the bed. Today marked the 3rd day of his new job.  He could see why nopony else even applied for the job, as the aches and pains from his muscles did not fully recovered from the day before.  Brave softly tread along the floor to not disturb Spike sleeping in the corner. He had moved into Spike's room the day before yesterday.  Spike was not pleased with the thought of sharing his room, but since then has come to accept it.  The purple dragon was sound asleep on his bed; or basically it was a large basket with several large black pillows fill with down feathers.
    
      Brave made his way out of the room, and down the stairs, taking great care not to step on the steps the creaked. Brave took the large bucket from kitchen cabinet, and made his way over to the sink filling it with ice cold water.  With the bucket held firmly in his mouth, he step outside the door of the library, he took a moment to admire the morning sky.  It was still dark out, but the moon was still bright as the evening sun.  He picked up the bucket of water, and closing his eyes as he poured it over his head.  The cool feeling ran over his face, and as it, did tiredness left his body.  Then he could taste it. "Chocolate milk?" He licked his lips again to make sure.  His mane felt sticky, and then it hit him, it happened again. A spike of irritation ran throughout his body.  After shaking off the as much of the chocolate milk as he could, he made his way to the sink and showered himself.  A loud rumble left his stomach; he shrugged it off, and decided he would just eat at Applejack’s.
    
  
  ---

    
    It was about a forty minute walk to Sweet Apple Acres.   The cool morning wind was a nice feeling on his coat, as he made his way past the front gate, to the main house of the Apple Family. The lights were on in the house, as usual this time in the morning, and the mystical smell of Applejack's famous pancakes, red apple pancakes covered in a light syrup, with salted cream butter and strawberries, blackberries and blueberries. The smell alone was enough to put a tear to Brave's eye, he was right to wait for breakfast.
    
    “Come on in Brave breakfast is ready.” It was amazing how she could tell he was there even before he knocked. She was in a green apron with an apple mark on the front. The room had a warm feel about it, it seemed much lived in.  Anypony could tell it was a good home.
    
    “Morning Miss Applejack.” Brave said as respectfully as he could with a tinge of a southern drawl. Brave tried his hardest not to imitate her southern accent, although once in awhile it slips out. If she ever noticed it, she never mentioned it.
    
    “Now cut the Miss part, Brave were friends now. Now come and eat, I have a plate set up just for you.” Brave swallowed the droll that had been forming at the back of his mouth as he seen the stack of pancakes that sat on the table.
    
    “I’d be my pleasure.” Brave licked his lips as he made his way to the table. "Like I would ever pass up a free meal."
    
    “But first can you do me a favor, can you go to the barn and get Apple Bloom and her friends.  They tried to get their cutie marks last night for stargazing.  Silly fillies are trying to hard.” Brave looked longingly at the pancakes and then made his way to the door.  
    
    Brave made his way to the red barn near the hill, for what he could tell it seemed quite new like it was built just recently.  Brave pushed his way through the side entrance. It was dark but there was enough sun out to light a dim path to the stairs leading to the hay loft. The barn was littered with tools and hooks for pulling trees and chains. At the back end was a near was a locked trunk on the floor of the basement.  Brave dismissed the trunk and made his way to the stairs.  
    
    The hayloft was filled with… hay. At the far end near the hay loft gate was three little fillies cuddle together under a comforter.  It was a precious sight to behold, it was tempting not to wake them, but there was apple pancakes to be had and it was either them or the pancakes, Brave already made his choice.
    
    “C’mon girls time to get up.” Brave said as he walked over and gently took the comforter off the three little fillies. “Time to get… up?”  The three fillies were covered head to hoof in sweat, there bodies were visibly shivering and each had a unhealthy red shine to their foreheads.  Brave leaned down and put his forehead to each of the small fillies, taking their temperature by comparing it to his.
    
    “Ahhh!” Sweetie Bell screamed when she opened her eyes to see Brave with his forehead pressed against hers. ”What are you doing?”
    
    "I am checking your temperatures, now stay still.” Brave commanded in a stern fatherly voice, she listened, she was staring right into his eyes as he check her over.
    
    “You three have fevers, did you stay here all night?” he knew the answer, but waited for her to acknowledge their mistake.  “C’mon, lets go.” They remained still, Sweetie Bell fell back next to her friends, joining them in their sickly state.   Then Brave got an idea…
    
  
  :Back at the house:

    
    Brave walked into the house with a mouthful of comforter. The three fillies were stack on top of each other, each looking like they had seen the gates of tartarus.  “What in tarnation are you doing?“ Applejack shot Brave a serious look.  He didn’t answer her. "Do you really want me to answer that question right now?" Brave thought.
    
    Brave made his way to Apple Bloom's room upstairs, and set the trio on her bed.  It was kind of small for the three girls, but it would have to do. Applejack followed in after, finally taking note of the situation, she lowered her voice.  
    
    “What happened?” Brave walked into the kitchen to not disturb the sleeping fillies.
    
    “They all have high fevers, but it doesn’t seem like any of them are in any danger.” Brave gave his mother a mental ‘thank you’ since she was the one the taught him basic medical skills.
    
    “Ahh, shucks I guess I will have to stay home from the stand today.” She gave a disappointed sigh. “Looks like another tight month.” After a long pause hoping she would think of the obvious Brave interjected.
    
    “I will take care of the fillies for today, Big Mac can tends the fields and you go to the stand.”  Applejack looked at Brave questioningly.
    
    “Are you sure Brave, those three can be a mighty handful when there together?”
    
    Brave rolled his eyes “I can take care of it.”
    
    “You’re the best Brave.” Applejack gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek and walked out the front door.  Brave now starving, had some free time before the fillies bellowed for attention, decided to partake of the magical pancakes Applejack had prepared for him.  However though, where pancakes once sat, was a post it note.
    
           


 Sorry – Big Mac



    
    “Applejack~~~~” came a whiny cry from Apple Bloom's room. Brave rolled his eyes and sighed as he forced the hunger pains away as he made his way back to the room to find three awake and sniffling fillies.  The three fillies looked at each other and after a moment of silence, Apple Bloom spoke first “Where is ma’ sister?” she gave out a weak cough.
    
    “Applejack went to tend to the stand today, so I will be taking care of you three today.” Brave sat on the bed next to the small fillies.
    
    “You’re the prince guy from the other day.” said Scootaloo as she started hacking and coughing. A new trail of mucus 
    
    “Yes I am, and you three are the cutie mark crusaders.” Their eye shot wide for a moment.
    
    “Are we famous?”
    
    “Oh, yes you are, I have heard many stories of your adventures.” It wasn’t a total lie. he thought to himself.  As if by some chain reaction the fillies started to cough.  Brave took a tissue and a box nearby, he put it to each of their noses and commanded them to blow, changing the tissue after each filly. “I will be back in a moment girls.”
    
    After a minute Brave return to the room with three glasses of water and some medicine. “Now girls I don’t want to hear anything about how bad this medicine will taste.” The three made the same whiny noises, they knew it was coming eventually.  “C’mon girls, it doesn't taste that bad.” Then an idea popped into his mind. “One sec girls.” Brave grabbed the medicine and walked into the hall.
    
    "I hope this works." Brave set down the tray, he looked at the water, he closed his eyes and felt the Æther around the room and tapped into it. He imagined the chocolate milk from this morning and gave his will to turn the water to chocolate milk... Brave watched the glass slightly move... then nothing.
    
    Of course, why would now be any different. he tapped the glass with his hoof, and it turned. No way. he tapped other two glasses with the same result.  The water turned. It actually turned, when I wanted it too!  He stood there in total disbelief. He wasn’t the only one though, being too curious for their own good the three fillies watch in amazement the feat they just witnessed.  They watched Brave grab the tray from the floor and scrambled back into the bed.
    
    “Ok girls.” They all wore innocent smiles on their faces. “Don’t you three look cute.” Brave smiled “Here some chocolate milk, BUT you have to take your medicine with it."  To no surprise the three took the milk and drank it down with the medicine with ease.
    
    “Now you three get some rest, if you need anything at all call me and I will come to your aid.” Brave gave a bow and the three girls giggled. Brave walked out of the room.
    

            :10 minutes later Apple Bloom's Bedroom:

    
    “Are you two still awake?” came a shallow voice of Sweetie Bell.
    
    “Yup.”
    
    “Ah huh.”
    
    Apple Bloom broke the silence by asking the question on everyone’s minds.
    
    “Did you see that, he turn the water to chocolate milk!”
    
    “How did he do that?” – Scootaloo.
    
    “I don’t know.” said Sweetie Bell “It wasn’t magic; his horn didn’t glow, also though…”
    
    :30 Seconds before in the hall:
    
    Brave could hear a faint noise coming from the girls’ bedroom.  “Are they still up?” Brave let out a long sigh as he set down the sandwich he just finished making, and made his way to the bedroom.
    
    “I think he might be… a...  Fillyfooler.” Sweetie Bell, her two companions gasped.
    
    Brave stood there in shock at what he overheard. Why would she think that! and in almost in the same mindset.
    
    “Why would you think that?” said Apple Bloom.
    
    “Because, when I woke up this morning I saw him trying to kiss you two. When he came to me I kind of freak out a bit, he said he was just checking are temperatures, but I knew better. Colts are always trying to find ways to get close to pretty fillies, Rarity says so."
    
    “So we have a chance to be a very special somepony to a prince?” said Scootaloo. The trio looked at each other over this startling new revelation.
    
    “But wait.” Apple bloom chimed in. “What if he really was just checking is temperature?  We are actually sick.”

Brave nodded to himself. Apple Bloom you are wise beyond your years. he thought.
    
    Brave decided to make himself known and walked into the room, the looks on their face were priceless, each looked like they had just had gotten caught stealing. “Now I thought you three went to bed.” They sat there in dead silence looking at Brave.  The stares from the girls pierced him like an arrow.  
    
    Sweetie Bell spoke up “Umm… Mister Prince Brave? Do you have a very special somepony?” The two girls looked at Sweetie Bell in amazement, but then looked back at Brave expecting an answer.
    
    Oh this is going to be so funny. Brave thought to himself.  “No Sweetie Bell, I do not have a very special somepony, you see I am torn.” Brave sat down at the edge of the bed. “You see I do have feeling for not one... but three very special some ponies. Since the day I laid eyes on them they have haunted my dreams.“  Brave made a drastic pose putting his hoof to his head. The girls were eating this up. “OH how my heart has been torn since that fateful day, what is a colt to do?” Brave pretended to look off into the distance, but was actually watching the trio out of the corner of his eye.
    
    “What are their names?” Sweetie Bell said almost sitting up in excitement.
    
    ”Oh, my dear~dear Sweetie Bell" Brave looked deep her into her eyes. “I can’t say, for if I did, I do not know what would happen.” She looked down, and then back up with almost a fire behind her eyes.
    
    “What do they look like, you can tell us that right?" The three fillies nodded to themselves in agreement. Brave got up and made his way to the door.
    
     “I am sorry girls that would also give it away I can’t say I am sorry.”  
    
    “Wait!” Scootaloo shouted “Can you tell us what kind of cutie marks they have?” The perfect line entered Brave's mind as he turned around and looked at the trio young fillies.
    
    “I never said they had their cutie marks...” Brave gave them a wink, then turned and left the room.
    
    Brave walked down the stair chuckling to himself. What could possibly go wrong.  There is no way they thought I was serious.  When he came back down the stairs, the sandwich he had made was gone, no note in its place, however was mouse droppings.
    

            :Back in Apple Bloom's Room:

    
    The girls sat in the room in silence; with total and utter disbelief.
    
    “He likes all three of us?”  said Sweetie Bell almost in a complete state of shock.
    
    “Well what do we do now?” Scootaloo chimed in.
    
    “The only thing we can do girls.” said Apple Bloom.
    
    “Find a way to win the prince's heart!” the three said in unison
    
    “How do we do that?”
    

            :At the library:

    
    Spike was cleaning up the library when his stomach started to rumble, "Oh not again..." he thought. Spike fell on all fours, after a minute of hacking he finally dislodged the scroll.
    
    Spike opened the scroll and nine golden tickets fell from the envelope.  
    
    “You are cordially invited…yadda yadda yadda, Grand Galloping Gala.” Spiked sighed as his memories of the last gala flew through his mind.  “I guess I will be all alone again, eating donuts.”
    
    “Why are you going to be alone?”
    
    “Because all my friends will be too busy to hang out with me."
    
    “Ahh I see, then why don’t you take a date?”
    
    “I could never find no pony who would go with me.”
    
    “I will go with you.”
    
    Spike came to the realization that he wasn’t talking to himself, he turned around and found Screwball standing a foot behind him eating cotton candy.
    
    “When did you get here?”
    
    “Just now.” She sat on the floor facing him.
    
    “Ohhh.” his mind wandered back to the previous conversation. “So you…”
    
    “Will go with you.” She said finishing his sentence.
    
    “Why would you want to go with me?”
    
    “Why not it will be fun, besides daddy said I wasn’t allowed to date any pony.” She scooted closer to Spike. “He never said anything about dating a dragon, and besides  I would much rather date a dragon than any pony anyway.”
    
    Spikes mind was jumping around from question to question. “Why would you rather date a dragon?”
    
    “Because silly my dad is part dragon.” she said with a innocent smile.
    
    “Part dragon huh?” Spike brushed off what she said in total disbelief, he was trying to piece together the situation before him. Then she scooted closer.
    
    “What?” Spike asked still thinking over the situation.
    
    “Well…?” She scooted even closer.
    
    “Well what?”
    
    “Well aren’t you going to kiss me?”
    
    Spike’s face froze, his mind went blank.  Like all males since the dawn of time, he said the only thing that came to mind.
    
    “Sure.”
    
    Spike leaned in to kiss her and her to him.  It was like everything that Spike has imagined. Her lips were soft; Spike could taste cotton candy on her lips.  She smelled like wild flowers, she pushed her tongue into his mouth.  Spike eyes fluttered open in disbelief, but willingly accepted it as she leaned into him; she wrapped her hooves around him.  To Spike this felt like an eternity of bliss wrapped up in a single moment that felt like forever.  She broke the kiss panting lightly as she looked at Spike.
    
    “That was my first kiss.” She said breathing heavily in between words.
    
    “Mine too.” A moment passed between them of silence before Screwball spoke again.
    
    “Want to try again?” Screwball said with a smile.
    
    "Sure but wait here, I have to run a small errand."
    

            :Applejack's Apple Stand-Center of Ponyville:

    
    “Hi Applejack.” Twilight spoke as she walked up to the newly painted white table.
    
    “Howdy sugarcube what brings you here today.”
    
    Twilight turned grabbed a book on from her side satchel.“  Just delivering that book you wanted, ‘Ten easy ways to get your Colt’.” Twilight eyes darted back and forth. “Although I am curious why you wanted this book, I read it through several times.” She a little wink. “I never thought you would be trying to get a coltfriend."
    
    “Keep it down some pony might hear you.” AppleJack leaned in. “This book is not for me, its for Rarity, after what happened last year with Blueblood.” Twilight gave her a confused look.
    
    “Why wouldn’t she just ask me for the book personally.”
    
    Applejack gave a discontinue sigh. “She was too afraid to ask you, I think she might be trying to find a way to get close to Brave, him being a prince and all, but I might have let it slip that you might like him..."
    
    “APPLEJACK!”  Twilight yelled so loud people from the other stalls could hear. ”I told you that he is my friend and its complicated.”
    
    “I’m sorry sugarcube, I didn’t mean to let it slip, honest.” Applejack smiled and put her hoof on her shoulder “You know he is a really nice fella too, the crusaders got sick and he is taking care of em' as we speak.” Applejack made a vain attempt to change the subject.
    
    “Really?” (It worked) Twilight smiled.  “That’s nice of him, I hope the girls aren’t giving him too much trouble."
    
    “I hope so too.”
    
    “Twilgihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhht!” Shouted Spike as he barreled down the path to the apple stand when he reached the stand he put two of the Galloping Gala tickets on the table, “No time to talk, there are your tickets, I got to go.” Spike ran back in the direction of the library.
    
    “What in tarnation was that all about.” Applejack looked at the tickets “Are those?”
    
    “There tickets to the Gala, now that I think about it has almost been a year.”
    
    “I wonder why he was in such a rush.”
    
    “Who knows, probably a comic book or something silly like that.”
    

    :Back at the Apple House:

    
    “Ok girls time for dinner.”  Brave walked into the room, and for the first time all day, they were actually asleep. Brave set the trays of food down on the Daring Do night stand.  He walked over to the bed and gave them each a kiss on the forehead. “Goodnight you three.” Brave left the room.


- - -

    
    “Apple Bloom?” Sweetie bell said in a low whisper.
    
    “Yes Sweetie Bell?” She answered.
    
    “We just got our first kiss, and it was from a prince.” They both giggled to themselves.
    
    Scootaloo was asleep dreaming of her idol, Rainbow Dash.
    

    :Later that night:

    
    Big Mac came in from the fields, having been bucking apples all day, his muscles were sore and his back hurt, but hunger was the first and foremost thought on his mind. Big Mac walked to the table like every night expecting a nice dinner.  All he saw on the table was a note.
    
   

 Ate your dinner sorry – Brave


    
    Big mac huffed, not thinking that the pancake he ate were such a big deal.  Big Mac decided to go to bed.  He walked over to the making sure to tip toe across the room as not to disturb the sleeping fillies or his sister.  Big Mac was welcomed to a tray of food on his bed with a little note attached to the end of the tray as he picked it up it read.
    
    


Just kidding - Brave