//------------------------------// // 22. Wedding - by Titanium Dragon // Story: RariJack - The Compilation of Prompts // by Titanium Dragon //------------------------------// Titanium Dragon Rarity stirred as golden light touched her face, making her blink and slowly open her eyes. She smiled at the sight before her - golden locks flowing over her nose, reflecting the light of the sun into her eyes. Leaning forward, she gave Applejack a gentle kiss on the back of her head, breathing in the scent of her mane as she squeezed her lover with her hooves. Applejack snuggled back into Rarity's chest, pressing the top of her head up against the unicorn's jaw. "Mornin'," she said sleepily, a smile coming to her own lips as she began to slowly roll over to return the kiss that Rarity had given her. The pair's gazes met, and Rarity leaned forward to give Applejack another kiss on the nose. "Did you sleep well?" Rarity whispered, her hooves slowly traveling down her lover's back, feeling lean muscle under orange fur. Applejack nodded. "Mmhmm." She gave Rarity another kiss, the pair using their hooves to pull themselves closer to one another, savoring the shared warmth of their bodies as they lay tangled beneath the sheets. Time passed - neither knew how long - as they lay there, simply enjoying each other's company. It was Applejack who finally broke the silence. "I guess I should go make breakfast," she said, moving to disentangle herself from her lover before Rarity gave her a squeeze. "You made dinner last night," Rarity said quietly, leaning forward to rub her snout against Applejack's. "I'll make breakfast, and bring it to you." Applejack chuckled. "If you insist," she said, relaxing back into the mattress as she let her eyes rest on the beautiful unicorn. Rarity shifted, moving slowly as to avoid accidentally kicking her bedmate before slowly sliding herself down to the floor, stretching her legs as she hobbled forward several steps, swishing her tail before walking over to Applejack's mirror. "Oh, I'm a mess," the unicorn fussed, using her magic to pull open Applejack's drawers, pulling out her marefriend's brush before Applejack's voice interrupted her. "Aw, you don't have to do that," Applejack said from the bed, sitting up slightly. "Ain't no one here but me to see, and I'm just gonna muss it up again after breakfast. 'Sides, I kinda like it when you ain't all fancy." Rarity's cheeks flushed at her lover's comment, but hesitated. She loved to be neat and tidy, but... after several seconds of indecision, the unicorn returned the brush to the drawer, drawing a quiet chuckle from Applejack. "Thatta girl," she said, grinning. Rarity smiled back over her shoulder at the reclining pony before opening the door, slowly strutting out of the room, swishing her tail as she vanished out into the hallway. Taking a deep breath, Rarity began walking downstairs - she could practically smell breakfast cooking already. "Mornin'," Big Mac said to Rarity as she stepped into the kitchen, drawing a nod and a smile from the unicorn before she froze, her eyes wide as realization paralyzed her - she could smell breakfast cooking. Granny Smith was standing by the stove, holding a skillet in her mouth as she cooked eggs over the burner, while Apple Bloom was sitting at the table with her older brother, eagerly awaiting breakfast. "Mornin' Rarity!" the filly chirped cheerfully, the friendly smile on her face turning to an expression of confusion. "What are you doin' here? Did Applejack have a sleepover last night?" Rarity's mouth worked, her face crimson. "Applejack said you weren't going to be back from Appleoosa until this evening!" "We got the cannin' done early," Granny Smith said from the stove, before grabbing a spatula and poking at the eggs. "Thought we'd give her a little surprise and make breakfast for her as a way of sayin' thanks for lookin' after the farm all by her lonesome. Guess she weren't so lonesome after all." The elderly pony winked at Rarity, making her cheeks burn all the more. "B-b-but..." "Now don't fret your head none. We ain't judging ya for keepin' Applejack company. But it mighta been nice for her to tell us before she got hitched." Rarity's mouth hung open. She tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come. "You should close that mouth of yours before y'all catch some flies." Apple Bloom's squeaky voice rose. "Y'all are married?" "No!" Rarity said, a bit more forcefully than she had intended. "What? Y'all are sleepin' together and ya ain't even married yet? What were you young'un's thinkin'?" As Rarity opened her voice to answer, Granny Smith cut her off again. "No, I know what y'all are thinkin', but it just ain't right. Big Macintosh, you think you and your sister can get a wedding together this mornin'?" "Eyup," the big stallion said placidly before leaning down to sip at his coffee. Rarity was flabbergasted. "A wedding takes weeks to properly plan for! You have to send invitations! Dresses! Flowers! Rings!" "Now don't you worry your pretty little head. Your family lives right here in Ponyville, right? We'll just have Big Mac swing by their house and pick 'em up. I'm sure we could get 'em here by this afternoon." Granny Smith paused for a moment. "As for the rest of it, I'm sure I've still got my old weddin' dress up in the attic somewhere. Apple Bloom, why don't you go see if you can find it." "Sure thing, Granny!" the little filly said, speeding off towards the stairs as Rarity began to back out of the room. "But my wedding is supposed to be perfect!" The unicorn wailed. "Well it ain't our fault y'all jumped the gun. Or into bed. Or whatever it is you kids call it these days." "Eyup," Big Mac repeated from his seat before taking another slow drink of his coffee. Stumbling backwards into the hall, Rarity turned and galloped up the stairs, flinging herself into Applejack's room, her eyes wide. "Did I just see Apple Bloom trot by the door?" Applejack asked the unicorn as Rarity frantically cast her eyes around the room, as if trying to look for some way to escape. "They're back!" Rarity said in the most dramatic tone of voice she could muster, drawing a chuckle from Applejack. "I guess they were tryin' to surprise me with breakfast in bed too." Rarity trembled. "But you don't understand! Granny Smith wants us to get married!" Applejack smiled. "That's right sweet of her, but I'm not sure either of us are ready for that quite yet." "Today!" Applejack blinked. "Come again?" "She wants us to get married this afternoon!" Rarity swooned, but all her declaration earned from Applejack was laughter. "I don't see what's so funny about this." "Aw, don't you worry," Applejack said, rising from her bed to walk over and nuzzle at the unicorn. "Granny Smith was just teasin'." "Teasing?" Rarity asked, her voice trembling. "Yup! Granny Smith has quite the sense of humor. She didn't mean it." Applejack lifted her head to give Rarity a kiss on top of her snout, bringing a small but warm smile to the unicorn's face. "I found it!" Came Apple Bloom's voice from upstairs, followed by the sound of trotting hooves, then a crash. "What in tarnation?" Applejack asked, before her sister leaped down the stairs from the attic carrying an old, moth-eaten dress in her mouth. Upon spying her sister, the filly dropped the dress. "Oh hi Applejack! How do y'all like your dress?" she asked, holding it up for a moment before Granny Smith's voice came from downstairs. "Apple Bloom?" "Comin' Granny!" the little filly said, grasping the dress firmly in her mouth once more before trotting downstairs. Applejack and Rarity looked at each other for a moment before Applejack started walking towards the door. "On second thought, maybe I'd better have a talk with Granny Smith." Next prompt: