//------------------------------// // The Family Reunion // Story: She's Having A Foal // by MaxBeezy //------------------------------// The morning sun blooms over the mountain peaks, shining brightly on Sweet Apple Acres, where Big Macintosh, Applebloom, and the other two on her Cutie Mark Crusaders team, work hard on the preparations of today’s Apple Family Reunion. This kind of event happens once out of the year, where every member of the family gathers for a day of fun and excitement; playing games, adding to the family quilt, making delicious apple fritters that melt in the mouth from the first bite to the last, it’s a purely magical event…without the literal magic, of course. This particular event has become the most talked about from all the others, mainly because of the two new additions to the Apple Family; Applejack’s human husband, Matthew Williams Apple, and their foal to be. “Ya three got everythin’ under control?” Big Mac calls out to the Crusaders, who are busy putting up a sign that says ‘Welcome Apple Family!’, with one standing on top of the other to form a very unstable totem pole of ponies. “We got it!” Scootaloo says with unquestionable confidence, “There’s nothing that we can’t do, right girls?” The Applebloom and Sweetie Belle nod in approval and agreement. Sweetie Belle looks over at her still blank flank. “Except get our Cutie Marks, apparently.” “Well, it’s not like we’ll get our cutie marks in sign postin’.” Applebloom chuckles, “Cheer up, Sweets. Babs is comin’ in from Manehattan, and she doesn’t have her mark either.” “Yeah, I guess so…” Sweetie Belle resigns, still down on herself. “Hey, this isn’t a day to be depressed.” Scootaloo says with determination, “This is a day for fun! We missed out on last year’s reunion, and we’re going to do our darnedest to have fun THIS year!” “You’re right!” Sweetie Belle says happily, “There’s no time for worrying today! It’s time for fun!” “YEAH!” they all scream out in delight. “Hey, girls.” A familiar voice says right next to them. “AHHHHH!!!” they all scream out in fear. The three jump in shock, tumbling down onto the source of the voice. When the dust clears Big Mac gallops over to see the girls have fallen on top of the guest of honor…namely Matt. He groans in pain, but is resistant to most of it, having been used to getting hurt throughout his time in Equestria. The girls gasp to see that they have possibly injured the tough human, immediately getting off of him. To their amazement, he stands up, and after a few stretches and bone cracks, he’s right as rain. “Sorry, Matt.” said Scootaloo, “We weren’t expecting you, so soon.” “No problem.” Matt expresses a reassuring smile, “I just came to pick something up, and head back home, before coming for the reunion.” “What do ya need?” Big Mac asks. “Do you have any spare carts?” “Carts?” Big Mac’s eyebrow rises in confusion at the odd request, “Why do ya need a cart?” “Applejack has a little trouble walking long distances, and I want to help her save some energy for all the fun we’re going to be having at the reunion, so…” “Say no more, Matt.” Big Mac raises a hoof up, interrupting Matt’s speech. “Ah understand, now.” Big Mac trots over behind the barn, leaving Matt alone with the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The three give Matt a welcoming smile, with he giving them a small wave, happy to see the group together once again. “You three come up with another plan to get your cutie marks?” he asks. “Not yet.” said Scootaloo, “We figured that we take a break until after the reunion, for that.” “Yeah.” Sweetie Belle said with delight, “With all the fun we’ll be having, I wouldn’t be surprised if we get a cutie mark in partying!” “That’s what Pinkie Pie’s is for, silly!” Applebloom chuckles. “There can be two party ponies! I’m just saying.” Moments pass, and Big Mac comes back with a cart in tow. It’s perfect; big enough to fit Applejack and more. “There we go.” Big Mac says, “A cart fit for a queen…or a pregnant mare.” he chortles. “Thanks, Big Mac.” Matt inspects the cart, finding it well built and sturdy. “It’s wonderful. I appreciate it.” “Aw shucks. Just make sure ya return in when you’re done.” He pauses before laughing, “Nah I’m foolin’. Keep it as long as you want.” “Thanks again.” Matt takes the cart, before remembering…”Oh, I almost forgot. My folks are coming to the reunion!” he says excitedly. The four can’t help but gasp in a combination of shock, confusion, and happiness. “What?!” shouted Applebloom, “But…but how is that possible?!” “Those bands me and AJ use to see my parents? Celestia made a couple for them too! I can’t wait for you guys to meet them!” “All right!” said Scootaloo, “We get to see Matt’s folks!” “Is your Dad as cute as you?!” blurted Sweetie Belle. An awkward pause between all of them. Matt’s eyes widen, with a small blush on his cheeks. Scootaloo promptly nudges Sweetie Belle, whose face reddens that she said that. “I…I mean…great! I can’t…wait…” she hangs her head down, attempting to hide her embarrassment. “I’m…remarkably flattered you think I’m cute, Sweetie Belle…” Matt says, recovering from the slight surprise. "But my Dad isn’t quite that. He was a bit handsome in his prime. Nowadays, not so much. So, no flirting with my Dad, okay?” “Ew! No!” Sweetie Belle lets out a noise of disgust, “I wasn’t planning on flirting with your Dad! He’s old!” “Oh please!” jokes Applebloom, “Y’all was gonna put the moves on him before ya heard he was all pruny.” “Stop it!” Sweetie Belle runs off, while Applebloom and Scootaloo gallop after her, laughing and making teasing songs at her. Matt and Big Mac look at one another, chuckling at what they just witnessed. “Well, not that that wasn’t fun…” he chuckles, “I should really get going.” Matt starts to pull the cart, “My parents will be at the house any minute, and I have to make sure AJ is awake.” “Sure thing, Matt.” Big Mac waves, “I’ll see ya soon.” Matt pulls the cart along the road with a quick speed. It’s not that heavy to him, but he isn’t factoring in that Applejack is going to inhabit that cart very soon. He doesn’t worry, though, as he has carried Applejack in his arms all the time. Though she has admittedly gotten heavier, he still continues to find joy carrying her, as he loves the sight of her looking at him, as he cradled her in his arms. Once she’s in the cart, the pulling will be a breeze. He arrives back at the house within minutes, shutting the door quietly, just in case Applejack hasn’t woken up yet. Carefully, he creeps through the hallway, towards the bedroom. “Matt?” the unmistakable voice of Applejack echoes from the bathroom. “Is that you?” She’s awake; something he did not expect. Matt goes to the bathroom, opening it up to see his beloved wife sitting in the bathtub, taking a long bubble bath. She looks quite relaxed, until she looks back at him with a confused expression. “Where have you been?” she asked. “I was down at the farm. I needed to pick something up.” “Oh? What?” she asked with interest. “AJ…” he kneels down to the tub, “If I tell you, you promise you won’t get mad?” “What? Did ya get a new wife?” she chortles. “Ya finally have gotten sick of me?” “Sick of you? Never.” Matt smiles. “The truth is…I got a cart for you to sit in, so I can bring you to the farm, without you walking there.” A brief pause settles in from Applejack. She does not look mad at him, but she looks down at the bubble covered water with a hint of disappointment. She sighs, before her gaze slowly goes back to Matt’s concerned eyes. “I see…” she quietly says. “You think I’m fat and useless, huh?” “What? No.” he puts a hand on her shoulder. “I just know that you have a little trouble walking long distances, and you’ve been saving up all this energy for this reunion, so I want to make sure that you’re as energetic as possible.” “So, you’re saying I’m weak?” “AJ…” he rests his forehead against hers, “I’ll never think you’re weak. Not in the slightest.” He gives her a gentle smile. She can see the sincerity in his eyes, making the corners of her mouth to form into a lovely smile. She caresses his cheek lovingly with a hoof, before kissing him firmly on the lips. Applejack leans forward, exposing her back to him. “Can you wash mah back? I’m havin’ trouble reaching it.” “No problem.” Matt takes a loofah, scrubbing soap on her back. This isn’t anything new to him, he’s been so used to cleaning Applejack, even when she wasn’t pregnant. Usually, when they took showers together, they would take turns cleaning one another. On very rare occasions, this would lead to them making love in the shower, making the cleaning beforehand ultimately useless, but they would clean themselves again after giving in to their desires. As he continues to clean, he can hear her gasp with the slightest hint that this is making her a bit flustered. He slows it down a little bit, as to not seem rough, but it doesn’t make it any better. What sounds like a pleasured moan exits her mouth. Matt is aware that she doesn’t like feeling like this, not now, anyway. Afraid that she’s going to scold him for trying to put the moves on her, he raises the loofah up, ceasing with the scrubbing. “There we go, all done.” he says, trying to end the moment as soon as possible. “Already?” she says with a pout. “Ah suppose it’s for the better. I was beginning to feel a little…ya know.” “Getting the vapors?” Matt asks with a smirk. “Yeah, y’all could say that.” she blushes at the admittance. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK Matt and Applejack are nearly startled by the knock coming from the front door. Matt looks over at the nearby clock in the bathroom to see the time. His eyes widen as he then smiles in excitement. “I think they’re here.” he tells Applejack. “I’ll go see. He starts to get up, when Applejack puts a hoof on his shoulder, stopping him briefly. “Can you take me out of the bath, first?” she asks with adorable eyes. “Of course.” he picks her up, placing her on the towel covered floor. “I’ll see you soon.” Matt rushes to the front door. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly swings it open to reveal that his guess was absolutely right on the money. His parents, standing before him, stare at him with a look of shock yet happiness, as Matt hugs them both with a welcoming greeting. “Mom! Dad! You made it!” he said. “How was the trip?” “Strange and instantaneous.” Mom says. “So…this is where you’ve been living for almost two years?” she asks, looking around at the lovely and bright scenery. “Yeah. Do you like it?” “It’s very…” Dad trails, “Pretty; and I don’t use that word lightly.” “Oh come now…” Mom waves him off, “You say that word all the time.” “Well, I’m glad you guys could make it. Please, come in. And take off those bands. You don’t want to say a random location and be transported there.” His parents come walking in, looking around at the décor of the house he lives in. They see his television, and the collection of movies that he took from his old room back in Los Angeles. His parents place the bands on the kitchen table, before sitting down on the couch in the living room. “So, what do you think of the place?” Matt asks. “It’s nice. Reminds me of home a little bit.” “When I first got this place, it was a real fixer upper. Luckily, my friends were able to help out with the restoration.” “They did a good job.” Dad says, impressed. “Where’s Applejack?” “She’s getting ready to go. I’ll go check on her.” “No need.” Applejack says, emerging from the hallway. She looks ready to go, with her hair in a nice bun, and a small amount of eye shadow. Matt stares at her, always in awe of her beauty, even when she takes a minimalist approach to her make up. His parents stand to greet her. This is the first time they’ve ever seen her in this form in person. “Oh my god.” Mom says, slowly walking up to Applejack. “You look gorgeous.” “Aw shucks, Mrs. Williams.” Applejack blushes, “I’m all big and fat.” “Absolutely not.” she says sternly, “You are positively glowing!” she looks over at her husband. “Tell me I’m wrong.” “You’re…not wrong.” Dad says, sort of star struck, almost incredibly so. Matt raises an eyebrow at this sight. “Dad?” “I’m sorry.” Dad shakes himself out of his current state. “It’s just…the pictures Matt give us don’t do you any justice.” Dad turns to Matt with a little glare, “You need to work on the lighting or something on those pictures!” “Oh sure, let me just get my high end digital camera that all the pros use.” Matt says with obvious sarcasm. “Let’s get to the farm. I can’t wait for you guys to meet the rest of the family.” Matt escorts them outside, carrying Applejack to her cart, placing her down gently on the comfortable hay inside. “Your chariot, dear madam.” Matt says in a prim and proper tone of voice. “Why, thank you dear sir.” Applejack plays along, “Now go and whisk me away to the Grand Galloping Gala.” “As you wish, your majesty.” Matt laughs. Matt’s Parents can only chuckle, as they watch their son joke around with his wife. He takes the cart, and starts to pull it along the ground, as they begin their trek to Sweet Apple Acres. His Parents take in the sights and sounds that Equestria has to offer, marveling at how calm and tranquil it all is, compared to the busy and noisy city of Los Angeles, and New York City, when they used to visit Matt on holidays. On the way there, Applejack converses with them on the happenings of her pregnancy; how they do not know what the gender of the foal will be, how it kicked not too long ago, and Matt’s run in with the toy store mascot. “Matt!” Mom says with slight disappointment, “You picked a fight with a toy store mascot?!” “To be fair, he picked a fight with the Prince of the Crystal Empire.” He notices that he Mom and Dad don’t get it, “A good friend of ours. He called him names, and my friend was the one who drew first blood. I had no choice, when the mascot pushed me and called me names too.” “Still, you could have handled it a lot better.” Mom says. “Seemed like a good idea at the time.” Matt chuckled. He notices their approach to the farm. “Hey, we’re almost there.” The four make it to the farm, just as Big Mac is putting the finishing touches on the outside activities for the reunion. Of the corner of his peripheral vision, he notices Matt approaching. He turns to see him pulling the cart with Applejack in tow. Coming up the rear, are two people he has never seen before in his life. It doesn’t take long for him to know who it is, though. He smiles, as he trots on over. Big Mac’s hulking frame is enough to startle Matt’s Parents, despite his friendly demeanor telling them that he means no harm. “Howdy!” Big Mac says, reaching out a hoof for a shake. “Mah name is Big Macintosh, but y’all can just call me Big Mac. Y’all must be Matt’s parents. Pleased ta meet ya.” Matt’s Dad is the first to give him a shake with his hand. “P-Pleased to meet you…Big Mac.” “Aw…” Big Mac notices their intimidation, “Don’t be scared. Ah don’t bite or nothin’.” “Don’t ya worry about a thing, Mr. and Mrs. Williams.” Applejack says, “Big Mac wouldn’t hurt a fly.” “Unless it’s someone he thinks is attacking the family.” Matt rubs his back in remembrance, “I’ll never forget the day he rammed me.” “He rammed you?!” Mom yells, “How…how did you survive that?!” “To be honest, Mrs. Williams…“Big Mac interjects, “Ah can’t believe it either. “Yer son is a mighty strong fellah, if he was able to walk away from my hit.” “Yeah.” Matt smirks, “It’s not him you should be worried about.” Just then, as if on cue, the Cutie Mark Crusaders come galloping in, playing around. “It’s them you should be running for the hills for.” “Aww…” Mom says, captured by their cuteness, “Aren’t they….WAHHHH!!!” she is suddenly surrounded by the three, all looking upwards at her, with their forelegs resting on her legs. “Ummm…hello?” “Hi!” Applebloom shouts, “Ya must be Mrs. Williams! How ya doin’?” “Fine, I suppose.” “Applebloom!” Matt calls out, getting her attention, “I think you and your friends are coming on a little too strong.” he winces, “Try getting your hooves off her legs.” “Sorry, Matt.” She nods to the others, their hooves now on the ground, but still retain their stares of wonderment. “Ah suppose ah owe ya an apology.” “There’s no need.” Mom shakes her head, “You and your friends are just excited, that’s all.” “Hey, who are these cuties?” Dad says, their eyes turning towards him. “Are you Matt’s Dad?” asked Sweetie Belle. “I am.” He puts a hand out to her for a shake. “Cool!” shouted Scootaloo, “I’m Scootaloo!” she puts a hoof on his hand, which he grips and shakes. “It’s awesome to meet the parents of the legendary Matt!” “Oh stop.” Matt blushes, “You’re just over exaggerating.” “Over exaggerating?” Sweetie Belle’s voice squeaks in surprise, “You almost died for all of us!” Mom and Dad’s gaze of shock and terror shoot over to Matt, who did not want them to hear that. There’s no time to falsely correct her, no time to make up a lie. The truth came out in the worst way possible. Even Applejack and Big Mac could see the nervousness in his eyes. “Matt?!” Dad says, “What does she mean?” “Umm…I…nothing. She’s just playing around.” “Nuh-uh!” Sweetie Belle continues, turning to Matt’s parents. “You should have seen it! Applejack told us the whole thing! There was this monster, and it took our friends, and Matt saved them!” “Yeah!” added Scootaloo, “He was like POW! And BAM! And WOOSH! It sounded so cool!” she looks at Matt, “Come on! Tell them!” Matt could only break out in a cold sweat. His parents staring with their mouths agape at this sudden news. He was hoping that he would never have to tell them what he went through in Equestria that almost cost him his life. He sighs, knowing that the truth will have to come out. “Yeah…” he says silently, “It’s true.” “YEAHHHH!” the three Crusaders say. It only becomes apparent to them now, from the expressions of Matt and his Parents, that he did not want to tell him. Their enthusiasm goes down drastically. “Ooooohhh….” Slowly, they slink away into the house. A moment of awkward silence falls. Slowly, his parents walk up to him, their terrified expressions never subsiding. “Matt…” Mom says, “Did…did you really almost die for them?” Matt looks at them, then turns to Applejack and Big Mac. He stares deep into Applejack’s eyes, waiting for some kind of response. A small smile graces her muzzle, as she briefly nods. This was enough to give him some confidence, along with a smile of his own. He looks back at his parents. “Yeah. I did. They were in trouble, and with the help of the Princesses, I saved them. Then in turn, they saved the world.” his eyes water, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want to scare you.” Matt watches as his parents glance at one another, wonder what to say. He can see his Mom tearing up at the thought of him dying. Suddenly, she lunges for a tight embrace. Her grip is strong, and he can hear her quietly sob. “It’s okay, Mom. I’m fine now.” he tries to reassure her. “I don’t want to think about losing my baby!” she says. “You won’t. I’m here, okay?” Dad exacerbates things, hugging them both. Matt gasps for air. This touching moment now has become a battle of survival for poor Matt. “Don’t ever do something like that again, okay?” Dad says, almost in a demanding tone. “I…ACK…I will…URGH…” Matt wheezes, “No chance…GAH….of it…blurgh…happening…UGH…again…” He attempts to wiggle himself out. “Let me go….please.” His parents release him, allowing him to finally breathe that fresh air. Mom wipes the tears from her face, her expression turning into one of happiness again. “I’m glad you’re safe now.” she sniffles. “I’m more than safe…” Matt smirks, “I’m perfectly happy here.” He glances over to the front door to the house. “Come on; let’s go inside to meet Granny Smith.” Matt goes to Applejack, picking her up off the cart, and setting her on the ground. “You too, ya big cutie.” He kisses her on the cheek. “I’m glad you told them.” Applejack whispers. “I wish it didn’t come out the way that it did, but…yeah…me too.” Matt lead everyone (and everypony) inside for his parents to meet Granny Smith. It was a pleasant meeting. Matt was afraid Granny Smith’s eccentric nature would make them at least a little frightened, but that proved to be the opposite. He figured that his parents had to deal with these kinds of people in their lives, which includes their own parents. Matt remembers that his grandparents were kooky individuals whenever he would go and meet them, so it seemed only rational that his parents were expecting this sort of behavior. As the time and welcomes passed, more and more members of the Apple Family began to arrive for the reunion. Matt had only met a few of Applejack’s extended family at the wedding, but he can see that there are a heck of a lot more ponies to be introduced to. Within the hour, about over two dozen Apple family members arrived on the scene, one of which being a peculiar filly from Manehattan, sporting an extremely strong accent that would make her fit in in the city from Matt’s world, known as Boston. “Babs!” Applebloom said with a big smile, galloping towards her blank flank sporting cousin. The two share a welcoming hug, with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo following suit. “I’m so happy ya came!” “I wouldn’t miss it for all of Equestria. Now, where’s this ‘human’ you’ve been talkin’ bout?” Applebloom rushes past the crowd of conversing ponies, to find Matt standing above the rest. Using her traditional Apple family strength, she pushes the unwilling human from his conversation with a pony from Appleloosa named Braeburn, and over to Babs, who stares in awe and curiosity. “Hey! Applebloom! I was talking with Bareburn!” “He can wait! Ah want ya ta meet mah cousin from Manehattan.” she points at Babs, “Her name is Babs Seed!” Matt looks down to see Babs with a nice cute smile, extending her hoof out for a shake. Matt kneels down to meet her face to face. “Hey Babs.” Matt grins, shaking her hoof. “I’m Matt Williams.” “I know who you are. Applebloom wouldn’t shut up bout you.” “She wouldn’t, huh?” Matt glances to the blushing Applebloom. “That’s an interesting accent you got. Are you from some form of Boston?” “Boston?” Babs tilts her head, “Never heard of it.” “Or does it have some kind of ponyfied version, like Bahhston?” Babs lets out a big laugh. “You’re funny, Mr. Williams. Looks like Applebloom wasn’t kidding when she said you were a funny guy.” “I aim to please.” Matt chortles. He looks over at Babs blank flank. “Looking for your cutie mark, too?” he asks. He sees Babs small tail suddenly move to cover her flank. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend.” “Nah. It’s okay.” she says, “My tail has a tendency to do that, whenever somepony mentions it.” “So, I take it you’re a member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders, then?” “Of course!” she states proudly, “We have our own group in Manehattan. They’re super nice.” “No doubt.” The conversation is cut short by a series of mumbles among the crowd, as they look to the sky. Matt looks up, and to his surprise, sees Princess Celestia and Queen Chrysalis come down atop their royal chariot. Matt couldn’t believe that they showed up; after all, he didn’t think they would come, despite them saying that they would. The Apple Family bowed with honor as the Princess and the Queen step off the chariot, ordering the Pegasi to mingle among the guests, so to not deprive them of what will be a fun event. Celestia smiles at the bowing ponies, while Chrysalis is more amused. “There’s no need to bow before us, subjects.” Chrysalis speaks, “This is not a royal visit.” “Yes, you are quite right, my Queen.” Celestia says, as the ponies stand from their bowing positions, “This is a time of fun and merriment. We have never been to an Apple Family reunion, but from one of your esteemed hosts…” she looks at Applejack with a smile, “We have heard they are quite fun.” “Thank y’all for coming.” Applejack calls out, “We weren’t sure y’all was gonna make it.” “A day of fun, games, and excitement?” Chrysalis questions, “There was no way we were going to miss this.” “Dang tootin’!” Granny Smith yells, catching everyponies attention. “Y’all heard the royalty! It’s time to get this show on the road!” “YEAH!” the Apple Family crowd shouts, including Matt and his parents. Within moments, the reunion officially begins. The fillies and colts played a few games concocted by Applebloom and her friends, while Granny Smith helped with some of the old ponies in adding more to the family quilt. Matt found the quilt huge already, and them adding more to it boggled his mind. Applejack had to tell him that it was a tradition that went on from reunion to reunion. Matt’s parents mingled with the crowd, getting to know the other members of the family. Despite the initial shell shock of some of their strong accents, his parents got along well with the ponies, conversing with the same friendly demeanor that they would display back in their world. Matt stayed by Applejack’s side, with the two walking from pony to pony, telling them about the upcoming foal, and how they do now yet know if it’s going to be a filly or a colt. Many would ask about how the foal was conceived, considering the difference of species between the two. Matt and Applejack would simply chuckle, and do their best to explain it, before the ultimately recommend Twilight’s book ‘The Mysteries of Equestria Revealed: Volume One’ for a more detailed explanation. Some members of the Apple Family never truly met Princess Celestia or Queen Chrysalis, so to see them at the reunion was a miracle for them. They would continually bow in their presence, with some stallions kissing their hooves in honor…much to the dismay of their wives. Celestia was used to this sort of attention, but Queen Chrysalis reveled in it, as she can feel their love and admiration for her and Celestia give her more strength. The Queen’s gaze turns to see Matt standing with Applejack, talking to his parents. She taps Celestia on the shoulder, letting her know that she is going off to converse with others in the crowd. The Princess nods, allowing her to leave. As Matt talks with his parents, he feels Chrysalis’ hoof press against his shoulder. All eyes turn to her. “Chrysalis, I’m glad you came.” he said. “These are my parents.” “A pleasure to meet you.” Chrysalis smiled, revealing her fantastic pearly white fangs, startling his parents just a little bit. “Oh, do not worry…” she chuckles, “I do not bite.” She wraps a hoof around Matt, turning her glance to Applejack. “Do you mind if I steal your husband for a small while?” “Nah.” she says, “Go ahead.” “Thank you.” Chrysalis moves Matt away from his family, walking towards the barn. Applejack couldn’t help but look at them, sensing that something was up. She thinks that maybe letting Matt go so easily wasn’t such a great idea. Maybe she should have pried more as to why the Queen was so interested in talking to Matt. Maybe it’s nothing; maybe she’s over-thinking it. “Applejack?” Mom wonders, “Are you okay?” “Y-yeah.” she snaps out of it, “I’m fine.” Stopping at the barn, Chrysalis lets go of Matt. He stares at her with a look of confusion. “What’s up, Chrysalis?” he asks, “Is something wrong?” “No. I would just like to catch up.” “We saw each other like a couple days ago. What else is there to catch up on?” “Listen…” she looks around, making sure nopony else hears her, or is eavesdropping. “About the letter…you don’t have to do it, if you don’t want to.” “What? Why not?” “I figured with the foal on the way, you might be busy with other things. I shouldn’t have brought it up, when you have so much on your plate with Applejack.” “Chrysalis…” “I could write it myself. There is really no trouble at all…” “Chrysalis!” he raises his voice slightly, stopping her ramble. Gently, he puts a hand on her shoulder. “I don’t mind.” “But, it’s all so silly, really. Me…asking you to help me write a love letter to Celestia. I’m practically the Queen of Love. I should KNOW how to write such things.” “Chrysalis…it’s okay. I know how that is. You of all ponies...I mean Changelings...should know that my relationship with Applejack didn’t exactly have the smoothest start.” “I just…don’t want to trouble you.” “You’re not. Trust me.” he smiles. Neither of them knows, but from a distance, Applejack is once again broken from her conversation, and staring at the two looking into each other's eyes. She can see his hand on her shoulder, giving it a small caress with a thumb. Deep down, a spark of jealousy, maybe even anger arises. Matt glances over to see Applejack locked in eye contact with him. Her blank expression tells him nothing, nor does he even guess that she might be suspicious of him. He gives her a friendly wave and a smile. This gesture hits something in her. Maybe…maybe they are only talking. Chrysalis did look a little upset, so he’s probably cheering her up. She’s aware that they are good friends, though he had always kept the details of their friendship a secret, merely only telling her that they met once, and became fast friends, with never anything more than that. His smile makes her give off a small smirk, followed by a wave, before going back to hanging out with the crowd. “I’ll see you on Wednesday, okay?” he tells Chrysalis. “It’s the least I can do for a good friend.” “Thanks, Matt.” Chrysalis nods, “I really do appreciate it.” Matt returns to Applejack’s side for most of the day. The two oversee the creation of dozens upon dozens of apple fritters, getting a taste every now and again, finding the flavor absolutely delicious. Applejack doesn’t question Matt’s caring gesture to Chrysalis, as his demeanor towards her doesn’t suggest that he is hiding something, but that he is still the caring and loving husband that he always is. As the day continues, Applejack’s strength begins to wane. Her once happy and energetic self that started off the day is dying down, as she is taking more sit down breaks, before getting up to travel again. Matt notices this, never leaving her side. “Alright, y’all!” Applebloom shouts, “It’s time for the family photo, followed by the hoedown! Everypony gather in front of the barn!” Matt picks Applejack up, carrying her to a comfortable position in the photo. “Put me down.” she says, almost defensively. “Ah wanna look like I’m sittin’ with you.” “Yeah, no problem.” he smiles, not paying attention to her near snap. He sits her down in front of the other, wrapping an arm around her, with a hand resting on her shoulder. He brings her in close, brandishing a wide smile. Applejack can only muster a regular smile, as the other ponies gather. In seconds, the camera goes off, getting everyone in frame. The members of the family cheer, before heading off to the barn. “You two coming in?” Dad asks, noticing Applejack’s tired mood. “Give us a few minutes.” Matt says, “Go on. Enjoy yourself.” He watches as his parents shrug, then walking into the barn, just as joyful country themed music plays. “Is everything okay, AJ?” “I’m tired. That’s all.” she says, annoyed. “I’m sorry. Do you want to leave? I don’t mind.” “No, it’s okay. Let’s just go in the barn, alright?” “AJ…are you mad at me?” “I…” she sees his almost sad eyes, not understanding why she would be feeling this way about him. Again, he looks sincere, like he really does love her. “No.” she finally says. “I’m sorry. Ah just wish that ah had more strength to dance.” “I understand. How about I bring you inside, and we only sit around and drink some cider? The regular stuff; not the alcoholic kind.” he smirks, putting a hand on her pregnant stomach. “You can sit me down, but ah think you should be dancin’ for the both of us.” “Are you sure?” “Yeah. Ah think ah taught you all ya need to know about how to dance well.” “I had a good teacher.” They laugh, as he carries her inside. It’s an appropriately festive time inside the barn, as many pony dances, whilst other cheer or drink fresh apple cider. Granny Smith serves zap apple jam sandwiches, made from the freshly made zap apples that were picked a few days ago. Matt set Applejack down by a table near the front door of the barn. He can see his parents having the time of their lives on the dance floor. It’s been a long time since Matt had seen them so happy and energetic. He spots Granny Smith at the zap apple sandwich table. “I have to talk to Granny Smith.” he tells Applejack, “I’ll be right back.” He kisses her on the forehead, before making his way over to Granny Smith. She spots Matt approaching her, smiling as he does. “How ya doin’, sonny?” she asks, “You and Applejack enjoyin’ yerselves?” “Yes, we are.” Matt nods, “Granny Smith, there’s something I want to talk to you about.” “Really? What about?” “You see, the foal will be due in a couple months, and I want to keep an eye on Applejack before she gives birth. I know it’s asking a lot, but…” “Go ahead.” she interrupts. “Huh?” “I said go ahead. Ya worked hard on the farm these past couple months, ya earned it.” “Are you sure? I don’t want to put any more work on Big Mac.” “Nonsense! Applebloom and her little friends have been more than helpful on the farm. Ya should have seen em' when we picked the Zap Apples. They’ll pull your weight, no problem.” “Granny Smith…I…” “No need to thank me, sweetie. Just make sure Applejack is safe and sound. Or else…” she raises a hoof, shaking it like one would a fist to threaten someone with a beating. “I will. Thank you so much.” The two nod, before Matt walks back to Applejack, who is holding her stomach. He gets there faster, coming to her aid out of worry. “Are you okay?” “It kicked again.” “Damn, I missed it.” he sighs. “What did Granny Smith say?” “She said that I could stay with you until the foal arrives. So now, you won’t be so lonely on the weekdays.” “Oh, Matt….” she kisses him on the cheek, “Ah can’t wait.” Matt glances over at the dance floor, seeing everypony dance their hooves off like there is no tomorrow. He looks back at Applejack. “Pretty crazy out there.” he says, “Sure you don’t want to dance?” “Nah…” she shakes her head, “I’m beat. You go on. Dance to your heart’s content.” “Okay, AJ. Prepare to have your mind blown.” Matt dramatically runs to the dance floor, with everypony clearing a path as he gets to the center. After a dramatic pause, and some loosening of the limbs, he suddenly busts out his best dance moves. Everypony cheers at his wild moves, and Applejack laughs out loud, clapping her hooves together as she watches her husband tear up the dance floor with the moves she taught him so long ago. His taps, his spins, his attempts at break dancing, all done while he makes the frequent glance to Applejack, his smile never breaking. Soon, the song comes to an end, and everypony cheers. Matt is now in a heavy sweat, but is glad to get that out of his system. “Alright, everypony!” the announcer on the stage says. “We’re gonna take a short break, but don’t worry, we’ll be back with the slow dance!” As Matt begins to walk back to Applejack, the pitter-patter of hooves coming towards him grabs his attention. He looks down to see Babs heading to him. He kneels down. “Wow, mister! That was awesome!” “Thanks. It’s been a while since I danced like that.” “Hey…” she notices Applejack at her table, “Why isn’t Applejack dancin’ wit’cha?” “She’s a little tired. The pregnancy has been a bit tough on her energy.” “Oh, I see. You think she’ll let me touch her stomach? It’s gotta be big enough to start kicking by now.” “You can ask. I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to oblige.” As he talks, her can hear the sounds of somepony coming up behind him. “Excuse me.” A familiar voice says. Matt smiles, turning around to see a face he hadn’t seen in a long time. The Great and Powerful Trixie. “Wow, seems like everypony is showing up today.” “Well, this is a reunion, is it not?” she giggles. Matt turns back to Babs, saying “Go see Applejack. Ask her about her stomach.” He watches as Babs nods before galloping away. Matt looks back at Trixie. “You look nice.” “Nice? I didn’t doll myself up or anything.” Trixie says, inspecting her normal attire, which consists of nothing, not even her magic hat. “Still, you look nice.” Matt says, “It’s kind of a constant thing.” “Oh, don’t be putting the charm on me. You’re married.” “Just take the compliment.” Matt chuckles. “Oh, fine. I suppose I shall.” she smiles. Suddenly, the music starts up again, initiating a slow, romantic tune, causing ponies to dance slowly and together. “Wanna dance?” “Can’t see why not.” Applejack, who has been watching the two from afar, notices that they are about the dance. Whatever smile she had on dissipates into one of confusion. Matt’s going to dance with Trixie? “How do I dance with a human?” Trixie asks. “It’s easy. I do this….” He stands her up, “You put your hoof here…” he puts a hoof on his shoulder, “I put a hand here…” he places a hand on her waist, “We take our spare hand a hoof…” he holds her hoof, “and we swayyyy….” Their slow dance has started. The twinge of jealousy that was in Applejack when she saw him with Chrysalis, makes its unceremonious return. She feels compelled to get up, and stop the dance immediately. She almost does, when she sees the curious eyes of Babs staring up at her. “Babs?” Applejack says, startled. “What’s up?” “This might be a weird question; but can I touch your stomach? I’ve never seen a pregnant mare before.” “Oh.” She alternates between the dancing Matt and Trixie, and Babs. She sighs in defeat. “Go ahead.” “Cool!” she says, putting a hoof on her stomach. Matt calmly dances with Trixie; his heart doesn’t beat a mile a minute, nor is he nervous around her. No romantic feelings or intentions of infidelity cross his mind. The two talk, catching up from the months they had not seen each other. “How was Applewood?” Matt asks, “See any big time celebrities?” “Not really. The director liked to work with new talent. After shooting was done, I needed a break, so that’s why I came here. To Ponyville I mean, not Sweet Apple Acres.” “I know what you meant.” Matt chuckles, “So, your rump is going to be in 3D, huh? How do you feel about that?” “Not as troubled as you might think. Besides, there’s no need for you to get excited; you saw it up close and personal in Las Pegasus. Which reminds me, this dance is doing nothing for you is it?” she says playfully. “It works on one level; I get to hang out with a cool pony I haven’t seen in a while.” “Is that what you call a pony who flung you into a tree? Cool?” “Everything after that cemented your coolness. Helping me on the house, being a groomsmare...” “I see your point.” Trixie nods with a smirk. Applejack continues to watch them, as Babs keeps a hoof on her stomach. Suddenly, the foal inside makes a small kick. Babs steps back in amazement, before rushing back to put her hooves on it again. “Wow! It kicked!” “It does that.” Applejack breaks her concentration from her husband. “Sorry you aren’t dancing out there with Matt.” “Why are ya sorry?” Applejack raises an eyebrow. “Matt was saying how tired you are, because of the foal and all. It would have been fun to see you dance.” This sets off something in Applejack. The feeling of being useless and weak surges through her mind. Her eyes begin to water, as a single tear rolls down her cheek. This catches Babs off guard, not expecting her to react like this. “Hey. Are you okay, Applejack? I didn’t mean…” “It’s fine.” she feigns a smile. “Ah just need some fresh air.” She struggles to get up, and walks out of the barn. This catches Matt’s attention. Trixie looks in his direction to see Applejack walk out. “Is she okay?” “I don’t know. I’m going to check on her.” Matt places her fore-hooves back down on the dance floor. “Sorry for cutting the dance short.” “It’s fine. We’ll catch up later. Go tend to Applejack. I’ll go find myself a stallion.” She looks around to see Braeburn staring right at her. He looks away out of embarrassment, but she licks her lips. “I think I just found one.” Matt waves, and turns to exit the barn. He walks towards Babs. “Mr. Williams! She just started crying, and…” “It’s okay, Babs.” he walks past her. He makes it outside, and not too far away, sitting at an apple tree, is Applejack softly sobbing. Matt could never get used to the sight of her in tears, it always managed to break his heart one way or another. He walks slowly to her, so to not startle her. He kneels down, placing his hands gently on her shoulders. She flinches ever so slightly, as she looks up to see his sad yet caring face. Her feelings become conflicted, since not a few minutes ago, she was mad at him, but to see him looking at her the way that he is, she feels compelled to kiss him passionately. She doesn’t make a decision, as his parents come out of the barn. “Matt?” Mom calls out, “Are you and Applejack okay?” “We’re…we’re fine, Mom.” He knows Applejack doesn’t have to say anything. “We’re going home; calling it a night.” “Okay. We’ll go say goodbye to the others for you two.” “Okay.” He watches his parents go back into the barn. In a quick motion, he picks up Applejack, setting her down into her cart. “Comfortable?” She quietly nods. “Great.” Moments pass, and Matt’s parents return. The walk home consisted of nothing but silence. Applejack didn’t say a word, and neither did Matt or his parents. When they got home, however, they said their goodbyes. Matt gave them back their bands, letting them know that all they need to do is say “home” and they’ll be off. After a few hugs and kisses, his parents say the magic word, and are suddenly whisked away back to their home. Applejack slinked silently in to the house, with Matt following her. She continues to stay silent, as she has no idea what the next words out her mouth will be. Matt turns on the lights, his eyes never leaving his wife. “Applejack.” He watches her stop. “What’s the matter?” “You…called me weak in front of mah family.” she doesn’t look at him. “What?” “You told Babs that ah wasn’t dancin’ cause ah was weak.” “I didn’t say that. I said you were tired.” “It’s the same thing. Ah didn’t want you telling anypony that mah condition was hinderin’ me.” “How was I supposed to know that?” he asks. “I didn’t mean any disrespect to you. Are you mad at me?” he asks for the second time. “What where you and Chrysalis talkin’ about by the barn?” she doesn’t answer his question, instead she shoots an accusatory glance at him, “Ya had your hand on her shoulder.” “Chrysalis…” he thinks fast, “…is having some relationship issues with Celestia.” “What do ya mean?” her expression suddenly becomes less accusatory, but her suspicion doesn’t falter. “Chrysalis feels like she wants to take her relationship to the next level, but she feels Celestia doesn’t feel the same way.” he is convincing in his tale of half-truths. “She wanted my opinion on the whole thing, and I consoled her. That’s all.” “Ah see….” Applejack looks down, seemingly convinced. “What about you and Trixie?” she makes another subtle accusation, “You were dancin’ with her the same way we danced. What was up with that?” “It was a slow dance, how else were we supposed to dance? Besides, there’s nothing going on between us; never has been.” That, he’s telling the complete truth on. “Look, I’m sorry I made you feel bad. I would never intentionally call you weak, because I don’t believe you are.” He can see her starting to sniffle again. “Hey…hey…” he walks to her, kneeling down and giving her a hug. “It’s okay.” "Do ya still love me?" she asks. "Of course I still love you." he says, kissing her cheek, "I'll never stop loving you." "Even when I'm no longer young and beautiful?" "You'll always be beautiful. Don't let anypony tell you different." “Oh Matt…” she whispers. She feels his hand brushing her mane gently and lovingly, with another hand caressing her back. He holds her in a tight grip, but comfortably so. The feelings of love return to her…but also something else. Something she has been trying to avoid. The feeling of lust. She breathes heavily at each stroke of her mane, as his touch begins to drive her wild. Matt is confused about why she’s acting like this. “AJ?” he asks, “Are you okay?” This makes her snap out of her near pleasurable moans. Realizing what she is doing, she wiggles around to get him off. The more he stays attached to her, the more she becomes angry with him. “Let go of me.” “Huh?” “Let go!” she raises her voice. Instantly, Matt let’s her go, opening his arms so she can step back from him. She regains her composure. “Sorry. I’m going to go take a shower.” “You want me to…” “No!” she raises her voice again, startling him. “I mean…no.” she tries to sound more gentle, but he is still caught off guard. “I’ll go first.” She walks into the hallway and into the bathroom. Matt can only stay there, wondering just what happened. Later, after Matt has taken his shower, he walks into the bedroom, where Applejack’s back is turned towards him. He doesn’t want to question what happened in the living room, he only wants to kiss her goodnight, and go to sleep. He gets into bed, placing a hand on her shoulder. As he goes to kiss her, she shudders, moving around to try and get him off her. “Matt…no…” “I’m just…” “I said no!” she shakes his hand off. He stares, confused and slightly annoyed at this behavior. “What’s going on?” he asks. “You were bein’ grabby!” “I was saying goodnight. I thought you liked it when I had my hands on you.” “Stay on your side of the bed, okay?” she says forcefully. “Ah don’t want ya comin’ over here and tryin’ anythin’.” “AJ, we haven’t done anything in a couple months. What makes you think…” “Just…no…okay?” Matt cannot argue with her. He shakes his head, and turns over, with his back facing hers. “Whatever. Goodnight.” Matt says, almost coldly. “See you in the morning.” The coldness in his voice stung Applejack. She didn’t know what was going on in his mind at the time, how could she? For all she knew, he could have been putting the moves on her. But, he knows he’s not supposed to, so why was he? Maybe he wasn’t trying anything, and was only trying to kiss her goodnight, like he always did. However, the voice inside her head tells her that he was attempting intimate contact, which angers her even further. She has to find a way to keep him and his grabby hands away from her; at least until the foal is born. But how?