//------------------------------// // An Awkward Breakfast // Story: Big News // by Frizzy //------------------------------// The early morning sun poured in through Applejack's bedroom window, as the blonde woman snuggled close to her girlfriend. The rays of light fell upon Twilight's face, stirring her from her sleep. "Mornin'," Applejack said, pecking Twilight on her forehead. "How're ya feelin' sugarcube? Not to rough, Ah hope. Ya did have quite a bit to drink." "Ugh, my head is absolutely killing me! Why did you let me drink so much?" Twilight replied, rubbing her eyes. "I didn't do anything too stupid, right? I remember telling the girls about us, then not much else. Please, tell me I didn't drunk text the mayor, again." Applejack chuckled. "Well, ya do owe Thunderlane a new shirt, but other than that, you passed out for a bit, regained consciousness, begged me to let you sleep over, and, well, Ah think you can figure out the rest." Twilight groaned in response. "I'll be over at his house to apologize, later," She glanced at the clock on Applejack's nightstand. "Surprised you're still in bed. Thought you'd be out working already." "It's Sunday," the blonde woman replied. "There ain't no work to be done today. And Apple Bloom shouldn't be waking me up for breakfast until about seven thirty, so we have a bit more time." "Um, AJ," Twilight said pointing at Applejack's alarm clock. "It's seven thirty-three." Both women stared at the clock, incredulously. Suddenly, the door burst open. "Applejack!" Apple Bloom yelled. "Wake up! Granny Smith made bre-" The young girl stopped talking as she took in the sight of her sister lying in bed, naked, with another woman. All three turned a dark shade of scarlet. The silence reverberated around the room, everyone too shocked and embarrassed to speak. Big Macintosh's heavy footsteps could be heard climbing the stairs. "Apple Bloom! Applejack!" He called. "What's taking y'all so long?" He asked, coming into the doorway. When he saw what exactly was taking them so long, he blushed, furiously. "C-c'mon, Apple Bloom. Let's give Applejack and Miss Twilight some privacy so they can get dressed." He said, breaking the silence, and escorting his youngest sister out of the room. When her siblings were gone, AJ looked at Twilight. "Ah guess it's too late for you to climb out the window, huh?" "Yeah," the other woman replied. "Well, I guess we should probably figure out where my underwear went last night." ... After several minutes of searching for their clothes and getting dressed (Twilight couldn't find her shirt, so she borrowed one of Applejack's, which was much too big) the two young women made their way downstairs to the Apple family kitchen. Big Mac and Apple Bloom were already seated around the table, not looking at each other, and still blushing brightly. Granny Smith was at the stove, humming a nameless tune to herself as she flipped pancakes. As the floor boards creaked, announcing Applejack and Twilight's arrival into the kitchen, Granny Smith turned and grinned at them. "Well, good morning," the old woman greeted the pair as they took their seats around the table. "Ah heard you got some action, last night, Applejack," she continued, putting the last pancake onto the large plate, and carrying it to the table. Applejack groaned in response. Granny Smith laughed. "Now, now, Ah'm only teasin', sugarcube." The Apple family matriarch turned her attention to Twilight. "So this is the young lady you spent the night with?" Twilight nodded, sheepishly. "Well, she's very pretty," the old woman continued. "Ah, personally, would've gone with your fancy friend who makes them pretty dresses, or maybe that one with the rainbow hair; she'd probably be a lot of fun in the sack! But, you have always been into them brainy types." "Ah can't believe Ah'm having this conversation with my granny," Applejack muttered. Twilight could only sympathetically rub her girlfriend's back. "What Ah want to know is," Mac said. "Is how this all got started. How long has this been goin' on?" "Well," Twilight said, "It's been a few months-" "A few months!" Apple Bloom interrupted. "Why didn't ya say anythin'?" "We just weren't ready to make it public, yet," Applejack replied. "Ya coulda told me!" Apple Bloom exclaimed. "Ah can keep a secret. No one woulda known. Ah'm your sister! We tell each other everythin'!" "You'll understand, someday, Apple Bloom," Applejack said, ruffling her little sister's hair. "We've only started tellin' people last night." "As for how it started," Twilight continued. "Applejack was helping me reorganize the library, and I fell off of one of the ladders, and hurt myself a little bit." "A little bit!?" Applejack laughed. "Y'all were cryin' and limpin'. You thought that you had shattered your ankle." "They didn't need to know that, dear," Twilight said, curtly. "As I was saying, I thought that I had injured my ankle, and was having difficulty walking. So, Applejack, being the wonderful friend that she is, offered to take me to the hospital. As she was carrying me out to her truck, I couldn't help but notice how strong, yet gentle, Applejack's arms were. They were very comforting in my hour of need." "Didn't even make it out the door before she had her tongue down my throat," Applejack stated. "Once again," Twilight grumbled. "They didn't need to know that. Anyway, we get to the hospital, I get some x-rays done, find out everything's fine, and then we head back to my place to figure out what had happened earlier, and, well..." "We swapped spit some more," Applejack stated, bluntly. "Have you no tact!?" Twilight yelled at her girlfriend. The purple haired girl calmed herself. "And that leads us to where we are, now." "That's wonderful, girls," Granny Smith said. "So good to see my grandbabies growin' up. Now, eat up, breakfast's gettin' cold." The rest of breakfast continued in relative silence, the only noises being the scrapping of silverware on plates. "Thank you for breakfast, Granny Smith; it was delicious," Twilight said, rising from the table. "I really must get to the library. Spike is probably worried sick." "Here," Applejack said, standing with her girlfriend. "Ah'll give ya a ride," she said, walking her girlfriend out to the door. "I better see y'all 'round here more often!" Granny Smith called after them, as the door shut behind the young women. She then turned to her grandson. "When are you going to have someone over for breakfast?"