“Ya’ll know yer gonna be washin them sheets!” exclaimed Applejack at the top of her lungs.
The orange farm pony had walked in on the Rainbow Dash and her husband in a post coital embrace. Needless to say, she wasn’t too happy at this site, and dragged the two out of the barn.
“I heard ya the first time, AJ!” Rainbow Dash shouted back. “You act like we’re the first ponies to ever have a role in the hay in your barn!”
“We Apples are a decent bunch of ponies!” the orange mare continued to yell. “We’d never do something so obscene! Right Big Mac?”
Big Macintosh, who had just arrived at the farm, simply stood there and tried to act as casual as possible. But being the honest stallion he was, he eventually cracked a guilty grin.
“Oh for Celestia’s sake!” exclaimed Applejack. “Am ah the only decent pony around here!?”
“You’re certainly the only one not getting any,” chuckled Rainbow Dash. “Although, if you play your cards right, I’m sure Mal will help you with that.”
This remark even caused the normally stoic Big Macintosh to let out a chuckle.
“Why you know good piece of…” Applejack began to yell, before being cut off.
“Would you look at the time,” Bookworm chimed in. “I think it’s time that Dash and I go house hunting. Thank you so much for your hospitality Miss Apple.”
Bookworm engulfed his still cackling wife with his magic and ran off as fast as he could. Big Macintosh meanwhile had to hold back his fuming sister. A little down the road, Bookworm let Rainbow Dash out of his magical embrace, dropping her to the ground.
“You didn’t have to keep pushing her buttons, you know,” commented Bookworm.
“Oh, come on, Bookie,” said Rainbow Dash, still chuckling some. “I was just bucking around with her. Sides, not like she couldn’t use her own little roll in the hay.”
“We seem to have a habit of your friends walking in on us,” he remarked. “Remember our wedding?”
“At least this time we weren’t still in the act,” she retorted. “Now lets go find us a house.”
“Shouldn’t we find a realtor for this?” asked Bookworm.
“I got that taken care of,” said Rainbow Dash. “He’ll be meeting us by the town statue.”
“When did you have time to contact a realtor?” asked Bookworm.
“When we visited Twilight I had Spike send a message for me,” answered Rainbow Dash.
“So who is he?” asked Bookworm.
“You’ll see,” said Rainbow Dash, with a devilish smile.
The young couple arrived at the statue in the middle of town.
“I thought you said he’d be here,” commented Bookworm.
“I said he’d be meeting us here,” retorted Rainbow Dash. “I never said he would be here before us.”
“At my age, I’m allowed to take my time,” answered somepony.
Bookworm looked up to see none other than Bifröst, father of Rainbow Dash, descending down towards them. Like his daughter he sported a rainbow colored mane and tail, but with brown eyes and a frosty blue coat. Soon as he landed, Rainbow Dash leaped towards her father and gave him a big hug.
“Awesome seeing you again, dad,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash.
“It’s always great to see my little Dashie,” said Bifröst, with a warm smile.
The older pegasus stallion then turned his look towards his son in law.
“Bookworm,” he said, with a slightly bitter tone.
“Sir,” said Bookworm, now blushing.
At their wedding, Bifröst was the one who walked in on Rainbow Dash and her new husband in the “act.”
“Dash never told me you were a realtor,” commented Bookworm.
“Well, I wasn’t originally,” began Bifröst. “But I’m not as athletic as I used to be. Some of my friends told me they’d made some decent extra bits working in real estate, so I figured I’d give it a try. Been at it for a little over a year now; I do alright.”
“Well, it’s good to have things to do,” said Bookworm.
“Sure,” replied Bifröst, in an uninterested tone.
“Aw, come on dad,” said Rainbow Dash. “Cut Bookie some slack. It takes two to tango, ya know.”
“I’d rather not talk about it,” said Bifröst. “Let’s focus on the task at hoof. You two need a place to live. Of course Bookworm can’t live up in a cloud house, given he has no wings.”
Rainbow Dash rolled here eyes at her dad’s remark. Bifröst always figured his daughter would marry a fellow pegasus athlete, not a writer.
“Hey, we could always live in a tree house,” commented Rainbow Dash. “It would be off the ground.”
“I’m pretty sure Ponyville doesn’t have tree houses for sale,” said Bifröst. “But you could always make some sort of addition to a house. Something that would elevate your bedroom off the ground.”
“That actually sounds pretty cool,” exclaimed Rainbow Dash.
“Maybe we should build a house then,” commented Bookworm.
“Think you can actually afford that?” replied Bifröst, in a condescending tone.
“Bookie is a best selling author, dad,” replied Rainbow Dash. “And I still have bits saved up from being the Wonderbolts. So yeah, I think we can afford to build ourselves a house.”
“Alright then,” said Bifröst. “Let’s look at some plots for sale.
Bifröst wouldn’t admit to it, but he was glad to see his little Dashie sticking up for her husband; he knew that meant she really did love him.
“How much space do you think you’ll need?” asked Bifröst.
“Well, I’d say a decent amount of space,” began Rainbow Dash, who was blushing a little. Bookie and I…were thinking of maybe…starting a family.”
“Do what now,” exclaimed Bifröst, who’s ears perked up slightly. “Did you say starting a family?”
“Well…um…” fumbled Rainbow Dash, now sounding a bit like Fluttershy. “Yeah.”
“Well why didn’t you say so!?” exclaimed Bifröst, now sporting a huge grin.
“I’ll be glad to help pay for anything you need to make sure you’re house is absolutely perfect!”
“Um…thanks dad,” replied Rainbow Dash, surprised by her dad’s enthusiasm. “You really don’t need to do that.”
“Are you kidding!” he exclaimed again. “This is my first grandchild! This is the greatest news I could hear! If only your mother was around…”
“Yeah,” said Rainbow Dash.
“But she was too busy to make the trip with me,” replied Bifröst. “But I’ll give her the great news!”
“Don’t get overly cheery, dad,” said Rainbow Dash. “I’m not even pregnant yet.”
“That’s why we gotta get you a place and fast,” exclaimed Bifröst, who then turned his attention to Bookworm. “I’m sure you won’t have any problem getting the job done, my favorite son in law!”
“Uh, sure, thanks,” said Bookworm, nervous at how much more affectionate his father in law had become.
“You two just enjoy the day,” said Bifröst. “I’ll swoop around town and find the perfect piece of land for you!”
In an instant the frosty blue pegasus flew off to find something for his precious daughter and son in law. Rainbow Dash and Bookworm stood there in confusion.
“Guess all we had to do get your dad to like me was promise him grandchildren,” said Bookworm.
“I didn’t even know he wanted to be a grandpa,” said Rainbow Dash.
Just then, Bifröst dashed back in front of them, sporting a huge grin.
“I have found the perfect place!” he exclaimed. “And I’ve already contacted a construction team and everything!”
“Wow, dad,” said Rainbow Dash. “I haven’t seen you move like that in years.”
“Guess I got a new kick in my step,” replied Bifröst with a proud smile. “Although you’ll have to stay in a hotel or with a friend while construction comes along.”
“I doubt Applejack will have us over again,” thought Rainbow Dash.
“Maybe Twilight wouldn’t mind us staying with her,” said Bookworm. “I bet she could use some assistance anyway, since Big Macintosh has to work on the farm.”
“That is an idea,” said Rainbow Dash. “Let’s give her a visit.”