Melody for my Dear
Ch7
The wheels of a small red wagon rattled on the dirt road as two fillies began leaving Sweet Apple Acres. A rope was wrapped around Applebloom and she was using it to pull the wagon.
As they walked, Sweetie Belle began summarizing their plan. “So all we need to do is take quick notes whenever something interesting happens, make sure that when we get close, no pony gets caught, and if we are caught, we can just say we are going to a picnic with this wagon we brought along.”
“Righto,” exclaimed Applebloom in excitement. Looking behind her, the pink bowed filly said, “Yall havin’ a good rest Scoot?”
From underneath a dark blue sheet that covered the top of the small trailer, an arm reached out and a “Mmhmm” came out.
“But once we do have our picnic, all of us can sit down and exchange our notes.”
“And if we do get Big Macintosh and Fluttershy together would be so CUTE,” squeaked Sweetie Belle as she said “cute.”
“Ah know! Jus’ think about it… if we get em’ to fall in love, Fluttershy would be over more often. If that happens, we could have Fluttershy use some of ‘er animal control powers to make her pets do chores aroun’ the farm!”
“You make it sound like Fluttershy is some magical wizard.” Both fillies laughed at the thought of Applebloom’s possible scenario. “So you made sure that Big Macintosh left already?”
“U’ course ah did. All we need to do now is take a slow walk to Fluttershy’s cottage and make sure that we don’t catch up to ma brother.”
Just when the fillies thought they were in for an easy walk, a voice screamed on the farm, “APPLEBLOOM, WHERE ARE YOU! YALL BETTER BE HIDIN’ GOOD ‘CAUSE WHEN I FIND YOU, YOU AIN’T GONNA BE CLEANIN’ YOUR ROOM, BUT THE WHOLE DANG HOUSE YA HEAR?”
“Was that Applejack,” a voice spoke from beneath the picnic sheet.
“What’s that, you want to hurry to Fluttershy’s,” Applebloom spoke in a panic. “You got it!”
It didn’t take long for the wagon to pick up speed as the yellow pony sped up and quickly ran ahead.
“WWWAAAHHHHH, BBBEEEEEE CAAARRREFFUUUUULLL, IIIIMMMMM SSSSTTTTIIIILLLLL IIIIN THEEE WWWAAAGGGIIINNN,” cried Scootaloo from inside the haled vessel.
“Wait for me,” Sweetie Belle’s voice cracked as she called from behind.
***
Peace seemed to engulf the very livelihood that surrounded the two story cottage. Very slowly, Big Macintosh crossed the stone bridge that stretched across an extremely thin river. He looked to his left to see a lovely rose bush with beautiful flowers that swayed in the gentle breeze. While the stallion looked at the flora, he saw a pair of bees collecting pollen from one of the flowers; however, what caught his attention was a wasp that was hovering over the flower that the bees were occupying. When it tried to land, one of the bees aggressively flew at the wasp and shoed it off; so the bigger insect then flew elsewhere and out of view.
Big Macintosh was allowing distractions to interrupt what he came for and continued to the front door of the cottage.
Sweetie Belle and Applebloom poked their head around the corner of the underside of the bridge from behind.
“You sure we can leave Scootaloo in the wagon,” Sweetie Belle asked her friend quietly.
“If she is goin’ to help, Scoot’s gotta get her sleep.”
From the perspective of the little girls, they saw the large stallion walk towards the door of Fluttershy’s cottage. Neither of them could see Big Macintosh’s expression too well because their view was at an awkward angle, but that did not stop the two fillies from getting a little excited.
*KNOCK* KNOCK*
The moment of truth was about to happen. Applebloom rounded her head around the corner as much as she could while Sweetie Belle did the same, but stood on top of her friend. It didn’t take much effort for the pink bowed pony to shove off her friend. The push caused Sweetie Belle to fall in the short but thick grass and made a large rustle and thump.
Alerted, Big Macintosh turned to see what made the noise but found nothing.
Lucky for Sweetie Belle, Applebloom pulled her back behind their cover. “Can ya’ll be more careful,” the yellow filly hissed quietly.
“I would if I could get a better look at things.”
“But we need to stay hidden. This might be a good chance for us to get our cutie marks in-“
“Oh, good morning Big Macintosh,” a familiar voice spoke from around the corner of the bridge.
Quickly stretching their necks around the corner, a compliment of red and yellow stood at the entrance of the cottage.
From the perspective of Big Macintosh, both he and Fluttershy reached out an arm and gave a quick hug. “Mornin’,” the red stallion replied to the pegasus’ greeting.
“So, umm… I was wondering if you can help me with some grocery shopping?” Reaching inside a small satchel that rested on Fluttershy’s hip, the mare pulled out a list of produce that she needed for the day and handed it to Big Macintosh. While the earth pony read the list, the pegasus continuing where she left off. “I am low on a lot of vegetables and fruit and was hoping you can help with picking the freshest produce.”
“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh replied as his eyes continued to scan the list. The only thing ah don’t like on this list are pears… he thought with a frown.
But when Big Macintosh finished looking at the list, he saw his friend looking in another direction with a worried look on her face. Speaking quietly, Fluttershy spoke, “I… I hope you don’t mind doing something boring with me. I mean, I did have something planned for us today, but some things came up yesterday and I could not get any shopping done. And because of yesterday, I don’t think we will have time to do anything fun and I don’t want you to get mad at me and not want to be my friend all because-”
Something sealed Fluttershy’s lips as the mare’s face flushed with pink. Big Macintosh gently pressed his hoof on her lips to silence the rambling and nervous mare.
With a smile, the red pony said, “I’ll help ya.”
“Y… you do?”
“Eeyup!”
“A…and you won’t be bored?”
“Nope!”
“You promise?”
A short chuckle came from Big Macintosh because of Fluttershy’s amusing questionnaire. “Yes, ah want to spend all day with ya.”His bright smile reassured that he meant what he said.
“Okay, I believe you. Thank you Big Mac,” Fluttershy smiled while a long strand of pink hair shielded one of her eyes. “Well, let me go grab a basket and we can be on our way, okay?”
“Eeyup.”
As soon as the yellow pony walked out of Big Macintosh’s field of view, shock ran across her face. Why was I so nervous? I mean, I know I am shy around anypony that are not my friend, but why Big Macintosh? What makes me so scared?!
Meanwhile outside, the stallion patiently waited outside, looking at the roses again. He saw the two bees he saw earlier still pollinating on the large red flower. Hmm… how come they haven’t moved?
From behind, two little fillies scribbled notes in their notepads. So much has happened in a matter of a few seconds, but every bit of information was important if the Cutie Mark Crusaders wanted to help Fluttershy and Big Macintosh become special someponies.
“Alright, whatcha got written down Sweetie Belle,” Applebloom asked as soon as she finished with her note-taking.
“Well… I have come to a conclusion that Fluttershy is very shy.”
An irritated expression glared at the white unicorn.
“What? You told us to take notes on things that are important and that IS vital information that will help us in the long run.”
“True. So, what did you write about my brother?”
“He likes to look at flowers,” Sweetie Belle smiled as she pointed the pencil at her friend.
Without warning, Applebloom snatched the notepad that the filly unicorn had. Quickly looking over her friend’s notes, the pink bowed pony said, “Ah do agree we do need to get closer, but it’s a bit risky.”
“And if we are caught, our chance of getting our cutie marks in private investigating is a cold case…”
“But good observation Sweetie Belle.”
“Thanks,” squeaked the white unicorn.
While the girls were not looking, they heard Fluttershy speak, “Thank you for waiting.” Immediately grabbing their attention, the two of them looked around the corner once again to see the two older ponies standing in the entrance of the cottage. “Are you ready to go Big Macintosh?”
“Eeyup,” smiled the stallion.
In his peripheral, he still saw the two bees collecting pollen from the same rose.
“Okay, let’s go.” Setting the basket she just got down on the ground, Fluttershy was about to close the door when her head lifted up as she remembered something. “Oh, I almost forgot!” The mare turned to her friend and asked, “Umm… is it okay if I bring someone?”
As soon as she said that, the wasp from a while back buzzed past his face and approached the roses once again.
“Eeyup.”
“That’s good.”
Wait, did she say someone and not somepony?
Glancing quickly at the flowers, he saw the wasp slowly back up as if ready to strike.
“I figured you wouldn’t mind me bringing your friend along anyways.”
Soon, two ears poked out from behind Fluttershy’s head.
Oh no…
And just like that, the wasp dashed at the rose and both bees scattered just before the large insect pounced on the red flower and claimed it for itself.
Climbing on top of her head, an all too familiar rabbit came into view.
“And I thought Angel wanted to see his friend today too. Am I right?”
“E…eyup…”
Even though Fluttershy had a happy smile on her face, the rabbit that rested on her head had an evil grin on his face. Big Macintosh tried to create a plastic smile, but his expression kept melting into an awkward one.