//------------------------------// // Alternative Chapter // Story: You Got Ma Sister What?! // by Captain Unstoppable //------------------------------// You Got Ma Sister What?! Alternative Chapter “You want to say that again?” Mac asked, his green eyes wide, full of a mixture between rage and confusion. He sat in front of the blue Pegasus stallion, glaring down at him. He was a few inches shorter than him, but was hunched over a bit, his own green eyes locked with Mac’s. “I-I said Applejack is pregnant, and I’m the father,” Soarin said, trying to keep his composure as he told the big brother of his marefriend that he had gotten his sister pregnant. He knew, going into this conversation, that Mac might take the news in a bad way. It was his little sister, and the thought of knowing some stallion had knocked her up had to be the worst feeling in the world to him, knowing that they were not even married. That was why Soarin had asked to talk to Mac in private in the barn, away from his family, so that maybe they could talk stallion to stallion Mac just kept staring down at Soarin, his ears flat against his head as his green eyes remained wide. Suddenly, Mac got to his hooves and stood in front of Soarin, towering over the Wonderbolt in height and muscle. Soarin got to his hooves as well; though he respected Mac, he was not going to let the larger stallion get his hooves on him. “Now Mac, I am not going to run off on Applejack. I am going to-” “Shut yer trap! Ah need ta think and yer on thin ice,” Mac barked, as he started to pace back and forth in front of Soarin, his eye fixed on the wooden planks of the barn, his head hung low, ears flat and eyes wide. Soarin swallowed a lump in his throat as he started to make his way to the door, assuming that the stallion wanted to alone with his thoughts. “Sit yer hide down!” Mac shouted, making Soarin sit down immediately. He had never heard Big Mac shout before, and it was frightening to say the least. As soon as Soarin was sitting, Mac continued his pacing up and down the barn. Every few seconds Mac would look up at Soarin, and mumble something to himself before resuming his pacing. This was a conversation Mac had never imagined he would have to have. Never, did he once think when he saw Applejack going out with Soarin that the path might lead to this. Yes, he thought about them getting married and having foals after marriage, not before. What was he supposed to do in a situation like this? Turning his gaze back upon Soarin, the Wonderbolt gave a slight shiver before straightening himself up, trying to look like he was in control of his emotions. Mac quickened his pace, the sound of his hooves clicking against the wooden planks filled the silence of the barn. He stopped suddenly in front of a bale of hay. He looked down at the bundle of hay, which he had placed there himself, just sitting there doing no harm to nopony. Turning around, Mac bucked the bail of hay as hard as he could, sending it flying across the barn before crashing against the wall and exploding against it. Soarin took a noticeable jump back as he watched the farmer suddenly show off a display of his strength. He had known Mac to be a quite calm pony who always seemed to think things over before he acted, but hearing him shout and to lose his temper like that was a bit of a surprise. The surprises didn't end there as Big Mac turned around sharply and started to make his way towards Soarin. “Whoa there Mac, I know you're angry, but I don’t think killing the father of your sister’s foal is a good idea,” Soarin said, as he put his hooves up. Mac’s eyes were side wide in some sort of rage, as he advanced on the Pegasus. Soarin just looked Mac in the eyes; he was not going to go down without a fight; he did have foal to think about now. Mac just passed him,  however, his eyes were fixed on another bale of hay. Turning around he bucked the bail of hay into the other wall, making it explode as well. He then continued his pacing back and forth, not even looking back at Soarin, who was giving out a sigh of relief. Soarin considered the two of them friends, or at least he thought they were. When Soarin first started coming around the farm to buy apple pies, it was plainly obvious to almost everypony, except Applejack, what he was really coming around for. Mac picked up on it fast and Soarin remembered the conversation between himself and Big Mac that took place in this very barn. -- “How ya doin’ this mornin’?” Mac asked, opening the door to the barn for Soarin, leading him inside. Mac was as stoic as ever as he chewed the stock of wheat in his mouth like normal. “Doing really good Mac! Heck, I feel like I am walking on air,” Soarin laughed, as he walked inside the barn, looking around at the equipment, buckets of apples, and the few bales of hay that were inside. In all truth, Soarin felt like a million bits; he had reserved a table at one of the best restaurants in Ponyville tonight, and was planning on asking Applejack to be his date tonight. “That’s good,” Mac responded, closing the door behind him. As soon as the door closed Soarin noticed how dark the barn was. The sun was out, but somehow the barn seemed to be shielding the inside from the light. Before Soarin could ask about it, Mac was walking past him his loud hooves echoing off the floor. “Now, Ah know yer a Wonderbolt, a celebrity that most of Equestria idolizes,” Mac started, walking over to the workbench. “From everythin’ Ah ever heard about ya, you seem to be a good stallion. Never seen a story about you bein’ a playcolt or anythin’ of the sort, but there is always somethin’ a pony can hide with money,” Mac was looking around the workbench now, his back to Soarin, who looked visibly shocked. He had never tried to be a playcolt. Sure other stallions on the team had, but he was the co-captain, he had a reputation to live up to. Yes, he was a goof, and maybe he got distracted by cheerfillys like every other stallion and some mares, but never had he ever tried to live the life a playcolt. “Now, Mac, I know you haven’t known me long, but I am nothing like that and-” Soarin was cut off when Mac turned around, he had a machete in his mouth. The blade almost glowed in the limited light, making it much more terrifying, even after adding the wall of muscle that was holding it. Mac made his way over to Soarin before placing the machete on the ground in front of Soarin. “Eeyup, bein’ a farmer, sure yer around a lot of potentially dangerous objects,” Mac said calmly as he looked down at the metal blade. “Ah use this to cut vines that might hurt the Apple trees out there,” he said, looking right at Soarin as he talked. “Now, Ah trust ya, Soarin. You seem to be a good stallion and if AJ accepts a date with ya, Ah got nothin against it,” Mac said patting his shoulder, “Just as her older brother, and kind of bein’ a father figure since our Pa passed, Ah guess I am just careful about her,” Mac said, giving a deep sigh. “Hey, no worries, Mac!” Soarin said, holding his hoof up for a hoofbump. “I am serious about her, and I won’t do anything to harm her,” Soarin grinned at Mac, to which the stallion gave a nod of approval before bumping his own hoof against Soarin’s. -- That was nearly a year and a half ago. Mac was now pacing the barn in a square, following the walls as he kept looking down at the ground, ears flat against his head. He was now mumbling something under his breath as he paced. Soarin just kept following him as he walked around. That conversation with Mac seemed almost like a casual talk over a hoofball game now. Suddenly, Mac came to a full stop, his eyes looking down at the ground below him, before turning to Soarin and walking up to him, his eyes fixed on the Pegasus, almost as if he was trying to burn a hole through him with his glare. “What were ya sayin’ before Ah told ya to shut yer trap?!” Mac demanded, his face mere inches away from Soarin. Soarin could not help but feel flashbacks of when he was first admitted into the Wonderbolt academy and had the drill sergeant barking at him. Soarin swallowed a lump in his throat before starting to speak again. -- Applejack sat outside the barn, waiting to see if the two stallion were going to walk out friends, or if she was going to have to go in there and beat the red right off Mac for laying a hoof on the father of her unborn foal. AJ thought the best idea was to have her talk to Mac, so if he got angry she could talk him down. Soarin, however, thought it was better if he did it, that he might be able to appeal to the more honorable side of Mac for owning up for what he did. She started to rub her stomach subconsciously, she had been doing that ever since she first found out she was pregnant. For the last few weeks she had been waking up and having to find the nearest bathroom to throw up, her mood was changing faster than Rainbow Dash, and she had the strangest cravings as of late. Granny told her that she was pregnant, some kind of old mare intuition, but she wanted a professional’s opinion, and the professional agreed, she was three months pregnant. “Ah wonder what’s takin’ them two so long?” she asked, to no pony in particular as she looked at the barn. She had heard two loud thuds, but nothing else after that. Mac might be strong, but her Soarin was fast and would have gotten out of the barn within a few seconds. “Yer uncle better not kill him, otherwise yer growin’ up with no male figures at all,” AJ sighed. Just then, the doors to the barn flew open and Soarin started to come out, but not in anyway Applejack could imagine. Soarin was being pushed out, his two hind legs digging into the ground as Big Mac used his massive head to push him. His lower body was in the air as the big Earth Pony pushed him out, a velvet box balancing on the tip of Soarin’s snout. Soarin was grinning nervously, as sweat was starting to roll down his face as Mac pushed him right in front of Applejack. Applejack didn’t know what to say, but she did, however, begin to laugh at the sight of seeing the pair. Mac was still looking angry, but as soon as he had pushed Soarin in front of his sister, he turned around and headed back into the barn. “Looks like he took it well,” A.J. said, trying to hold back further laughter. “Ya...well he’s not done yet,” Soarin grimaced. Applejack gave him an odd look, till Mac came back out with a pitchfork in his mouth now. He sat at the entrance of the barn with it, glaring into the back of Soarin’s head. “Ask her,” Mac mumbled through clenched teeth. Looking at her brother, and then to Soarin, Applejack could not help but to burst into another fit of laughter. She only wished that all of her friends were around to see this. “You're not helping,” Soarin grumbled, as he set the velvet box in front of her. He was shaking slightly but that was to be expected when one was popping the question, and had a large stallion with a pitchfork pointed at his back. “Don’t think Ah need ta,” she said, still chuckling slightly. “Ya better hurry up, Ah think he is getting impatient,” Soarin just rolled his eyes as he opened the box for her. Inside was a golden hoop earring with a yellow thunderbolt going through it, and inside the thunderbolt were three red apples. “Applejack Apple, will you-” Soarin didn’t get to finish, for two forelegs were wrapped around his neck, and a pair of soft warm lips, that tasted like apples, made contact with his own. Soarin was conflicted on what to do. One one hoof he really wanted to return the kiss because she was accepting his proposal, but on the other hoof, he was still quite afraid of Big Mac. Throwing caution to the wind, he returned the kiss with as much passion as Applejack was giving, wrapping his own forelegs and wings around her. The two stayed connected for what felt like an eternity, till the need to breath outweighed every other option. “I take that as a yes?” Soarin asked, as he kept his wings around her. “Eeyup!” Applejack said happily, nuzzling her head under his. “Now come on, Ah gotta get my ear pierced again so Ah can wear this,” she said, giving the velvet box back to him before leaning against him.  “Then we got ta tell the girls,” she said happily, leading him down the path towards Ponyville. Soarin could not have been happier; he was now engaged to the mare he loved, and he was going to have a family of his own soon! Looking over to the entrance of the barn, Mac was still sitting there, but was no longer holding the pitchfork in his mouth; it was now laying in front of him. The two locked eyes for a second, till Mac just gave a nod of approval before taking the pitchfork back into the barn, and heading out to the fields. “Looks like he approves,” Soarin said, grinning as he nuzzled his head against Applejack’s, who only gave out a giggle. “Of course he did, he’s a big softy. Besides, he knows if he laid a hoof on ya Ah’d return the favor ten fold!” she laughed. -- “I can’t believe it! I knew that he was dating that Earth Pony, but I never thought he was going to marry her!” Cloud Kicker said, kicking a cloud out of existence. “It is a surprise, but, really, you didn’t think it would get that serious? He seemed to be head over hooves for her,” Cloud Chaser replied to her, as she too kicked a cloud, making it disappear.   “Well, sure, I just thought it was a phase, like he was living out some kind of fetish or something. I always thought he would go for a real mare, a Pegasus one that was full of energy, a great flyer, and really good looking,” she said, striking a pose that highlighted her features. “Derpy?” “No, you idiot! Me!” “Did you ever talk to him?” “No, but I thought I caught him looking at my flank a few times,” Kicker giggled as Chaser rolled her eyes. As she tried to concentrate on her work, she noticed a colorful mane a few yards away from them, resting on a cloud and looking over the edge of it. It was far too obvious to tell who it was, there was only one pony in all of Equestria that she knew of that had that mane. “Hey, isn’t that Rainbow?” Kicker looked over at the cloud Chaser was pointing at. “Ya it is. What is she doing?” The pair flew close to one another as they looked at the normally so energetic and boastful mare. Normally, the only time she was not moving was when she was sleeping, but the two of them had seen her napping on the job enough times to know that was not a normal napping position for her; she was actually looking over the side of the cloud and at the ground below. “I don’t...Oh!” Chaser covered her mouth as she looked at Rainbow Dash, before pushing Kicker behind a larger cloud to hide them. “Oh my Luna, oh my Luna!” she said, over and over, leaving the other Pegasus confused. “What? What is it?” “Don’t you remember at the last Weather Team party? When she had a bit too much cider? She was going on about how she had a crush on Soarin!” Chaser said, looking around the side of the cloud to get a look at Rainbow. “That’s right! Oh! Do you think she is jealous? Angry? Depressed? I wonder if she is going to jump,” Kicker said, almost happily as he looked at Rainbow, only to get hit on the back of the head. “Ow! What the buck was that for?!” “You’re horrible, you know that? We need to help her, or at least comfort her,” “We’re not her friends,” “Yes, we are, and she is also our manager! Now come with me!” Chaser growled, taking Kicker’s reluctant hoof and pulling her over to Rainbow Dash. As they approached, it was obvious that something was occupying the mare’s mind, for she was rarely blinking as she looked down at the ground, nor did she seem to hear their approach. “Hey, Rainbow,” Chaser said, landing next to her. Rainbow looked up, at Chaser and then at Kicker, who was still in the air, and gave a grunt as a way of saying hello. “Oh, hey, Clouds, what’s up?” she asked, before looking back down at the ground, not seeming to care about their arrival. “Oh,  nothing, we just came by to say hi,” Chaser laughed, as she looked at Kicker for some help. “Ya, and have you heard about Soarin asking Applejack to marry him?! Seems like there is going to be a wedding soon,” Kicker laughed, to which earned her a death glare from Chaser to which she shrugged off. “Yep, Applejack and Soarin told me this morning,” Rainbow said, no hint of anger, jealousy, or anything in her voice as she kept looking down at the ground. This worried Chaser a bit as she nudged Rainbow’s shoulder. “Big news, right? Well, we know you had a big crush on Soarin, so if you need somepony to talk to we are-” “Pfft, I am so over him,” Rainbow said with a wave of her hoof. The two looked at one another in confusion, before Kicker turned to Rainbow, a look of pure resentment on her face. “What do you mean you are over him?! Soarin was like the best catch any Pegasus could get! Hell, he is a Wonderbolt! You two would have been perfect together!” she shouted, flying in front of Rainbow, blocking her view from whatever she was looking at on the ground. “Who is possibly better than him?!” “Him” Rainbow said, pointing down at the ground below. The sisters looked down to where Rainbow was pointing. It turned out they had been working the sky above Sweet Apple Acres, and below them a big red stallion was bucking trees with that seemed to be a bit more power than needed. Even from the height they were at, it was easy to see the large defined muscles of the apple farmer, and the sweat rolling down his face. “Well, uh, I guess he is good...if you like that kind of thing,” Kicker said, trying to hide the blush on her face and the obvious interest she was now showing in the stallion.   “Eeyup,” Rainbow said with a smirk, “Soarin might be a cool guy, but when it comes to looks, Big Mac takes the cake,” she said, her grin growing wider. “Now if you girls excuse me, I need to show a stallion how cool I am!” Rainbow laughed, before jumping off the cloud and making a beeline for Big Mac. The two stayed where they were, watching as the rainbow colored mare made her move on the red working pony. Cloud Chaser was at a loss for words, she was sure she was coming to comfort a friend that was in need of support, but it seemed that she had already moved on. “Do you think if she fails,  I have a chance?” “You are horrible!” -- “We haven’t been engaged for even seven hours and Rarity already wants to plan the whole gosh darn weddin,” Applejack growled as she collapsed under a tree in the orchard. “Maybe we should just get a chariot and get one of em’ drive through weddin’ things.” “I don’t think your family or friends will like that,” Soarin laughed, laying down next to her, covering her with one of his wings. “Besides, Pinkie seems excited about planning the reception, and Twilight is looking forward to officiating it,” he laughed, reflecting about how the pink mare almost seemed ready to explode after Applejack gave her the task, along with Twilight. “Ya, ya,” she said, leaning against him and watched the sky above them get darker. “Rainbow seems to like the idea of being ma mare of honor, though she did seem a bit off about it,” Applejack said, reflecting about how Rainbow was actually quiet for a bit before congratulating the pair. “Her best friend is getting married; I think that would be a shock to anypony,” Soarin laughed, as he looked at the golden earring that was now hanging from her ear. “Any thoughts on a name?” “Don’t know, haven’t given it too much thought,” she said, noticing that out of the corner of her eye a wide grin was starting to form on Soarin’s face. “But were not namin em’ Soarin Jr.,” and at once his face deflated. “Please?” “No.” “Pretty please?” “Still no.” “Pretty please with an apple pie?” “Ah make the apple pies! Besides, Ah’m carrying him or her for eight more months, so no!”Applejack snapped, glaring at Soarin, who just grinned at her. “Why do you try to get under ma skin so much?” “Because your cute when you're angry. Then again, you are always cute to me,” he said, nuzzling the side of her head again. She gave out a sigh as she returned the nuzzle. “Yer a love sick puppy, you know that?” Soarin only nodded as he kept nuzzling against her. Rolling her eyes, Applejack began to return the feeling till she pulled away and looked at him. “Ah’ve been meaning to ask, what the heck happened in that barn? Why did Mac have to push ya out and hold a pitchfork? Didn’t he know you already bought a earring?” Soarin gave out a laugh as she asked, earning him a glare. Kissing her on the forehead he simply rubbed his chin. “About that, don’t tell him I told you this, but he asked if he could do that,” he laughed, making A.J. cock her head in confusion. “What do ya mean, he asked if he could do that? Why in tarnation would he have to do such a thing?” “Pride, mostly,” Soarin laughed, loving the look of confusion on his now fiance's face. “You see, he said if I was to ask him to marry you without you being pregnant, he would have happily said yes. He said having me around seemed to make you happier, and as long as you were happy he was happy. However, with our situation, he thought he had to make a show out of it, so that any stallion that tried to date Apple Bloom would not do the same thing,” he said with a laugh, as he kissed her again. “Ya got to be kiddin’ me, you needed to ask his permission to marry me? Ain’t that my decision on who Ah marry and who Ah don’t?” she asked, grumbling slightly as she allowed Soarin to keep kissing her. “Ture, but remember, you mean the world to him so he wants to make sure any stallion you end up with is going to treat you right,” he said, as Applejack shot him a look. “Oh come on A.J., can’t you appreciate that?” “Ah guess, he can be overprotective at times though.” “True, but he did allow me to marry you,” he said with another kiss. “So it’s not all bad right?” Applejack turned to him, in the ever fading light his green eyes and warm smile only seemed to be highlighted by the limited light. “Ah guess yer right,” she said, leaning against him and resting her head on his shoulder. Soarin placed his head on Applejack’s and the pair looked out over the orchard as Celestia’s sun set letting Luna’s moon rise behind them. “Hey Soarin,” “Hm?” “The foal’s hungry,”