"Okay, so we've told our friends that we're dating, as well as your family," Twilight said, lifting a little of her salad to her mouth. She and her girlfriend were eating lunch at one of Ponyville's more popular cafés. It had been a little over a week since Applejack's family had found the two in bed together. Since then, Granny Smith had insisted that Twilight come over for dinner no less than five times, and when Granny Smith insisted on something, even the most stubborn of people found it difficult to say "no" to her.
"That's right," Applejack replied through a mouthful of her sandwich. She swallowed before continuing. "So, now we just need to tell your family."
"Yeah," Twilight said, putting down her fork. "To be honest, I don't know when we could realistically do it before Hearth's Warming; they all have busy schedules, and I think this is something they would much rather hear in person, rather than through a letter."
"Ya could try inviting them out, see if any of them can come down," Applejack said, taking another bite of her lunch. "Besides, Ah don't think any of them have been down to Ponyville. I'm sure they would love to visit."
"Yeah, I guess that would work. I'll email my parents and brother tonight, see if they can come down soon."
...
Two weeks later, Twilight and Spike stood on the platform at the Ponyville train station. Twilight's mother and her sister in law were going to be arriving today. "It's one forty-six," Twilight said. "They're late."
"Will you relax, Twilight?" Spike asked. "It's only a minute. I'm sure they're fine."
"But what if they're not?" Twilight panicked. "Their train was supposed to arrive at one forty-five, and it is now one forty-seven! What if their ride was cancelled, and this station wasn't alerted? What if the train broke down? What if it derailed?! What if they just decided not to come?!" Twilight was beginning to hyperventilate, locks of her hair coming out of place. She had worked so hard to organize this, and her plans were all for naught!
"Are you sure you're okay, Twi?" Spike asked. "If you're freaking out this much, maybe you should reschedule this for a time when Applejack isn't too busy with the farm to talk to your parents with you."
"No, Spike," Twilight replied, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. "I really should get this over with, now. I'm just a little... overanxious." She deeply inhaled and exhaled, once again. "Okay, I should be better... for now."
"Good," Spike stated. "Because their train just arrived." Sure enough, a large train puffing large plumes of thick, grey smoke coming from the direction of Canterlot was mere moments away from pulling into the station. When the doors opened to the cars opened, the occupants all bustled their way through the crowd, searching for family, friends, and colleagues. As the crowd finally began to disperse, two women made their exist, and made their way over to Twilight and Spike.
"Twily! Spike!" The two exclaimed, drawing their beloved family members into a hug. "Oh, it's been far too long," Twilight Velvet said, holding her children in a tight embrace. "Just look at you, Spike! You've gotten so tall since I last saw you!"
"It hasn't even been six months..." Spike grumbled, but his remark was either unheard or ignored.
"Oh, it's so good to see you!" Cadence said. "We have so much to discuss. But first, I think we could all do with some lunch."
"I'll catch up with you guys, later," Spike said. "I'm going to meet up with some friends. Apparently, Sweetie Belle found something really weird under her sister's bed," and with that, he was off, leaving the women on the platform to discuss things that an eleven year old boy doesn't care about.
...
"So, sweetie," Velvet said, after placing her order with the waiter. The three women were seated at one of Ponyville's nicer outdoor cafés, which was located right next to the market. "Have you found a man, yet?"
Twilight nearly choked on her lemonade. She hadn't even been in town ten minutes, and she was already asking this question. But, how would she answer? Should she just come outright and say "no, mom, I'm actually dating a sexy, blonde farmgirl, with rock hard abs and an amazing ass"? 'Great," Twilight thought. 'Now I'm thinking about Applejack's amazing ass.'
"Er," Twilight began. "No. No, I do not have a boyfriend." She quickly took another sip of her lemonade. 'Smooth, Twilight," she thought. 'You could have told the truth, but instead you just tell half of it.'
"We simply must do something about this!" Cadence exclaimed. "You deserve to have someone special to spend time with. I can't bare to think that my little sister spends every night, alone."
"Yes," Velvet chimed in. "Tell us, are there any guys that you have your eye on?" Twilight, not wanting to answer the question, looked away to avoid making eye contact with her mother. Unfortunately, her eyes fell on Big Macintosh, running his family's stand.
'Oh, no!' Twilight thought. 'Please, don't look where I'm looking. Please, for the love of all that is good in this world, do not look in the direction that I am currently looking in!' Unfortunately, her prayers fell upon deaf ears, and both her mother and Cadence turned to look at Big Mac.
"Oh, my!" Cadence gasped.
"Well, well," Twilight Velevet purred. "He certainly is something. If your father and I weren't happily married, I would love to take a bite out of something big and juicy of his, and I'm not talking about those delicious looking apples of his." She let out a girlish giggle. "Or, am I?"
"Mom!" Twilight Sparkle screamed.
"Relax, sweet heart, I'm only joking," the older Twilight replied. "Except I'm not," she whispered.
"You simply must ask him out!" Cadence said, excitedly.
"I-I couldn't p-p-possibly ask out Big M-Macinstosh," Twilight stammered.
"Of course you can!" Velvet declared. "Come, I'll be your wing mom," she said, grabbing her daughter by the hand, and dragging her over to the sexy hunk of a man, before she could protest.
"Hello~!" Velvet sang, as she approached Macintosh. "Have you met my very beautiful, very smart, and very single daughter, Twilight?" She asked, practically shoving her daughter into the very confused apple farmer.
'You are a terrible wing mom,' Twilight thought. She just stood there, staring at Big Macintosh, blushing. "I..." she trailed off. "I, uh," she continued. "Ihavetogotothebathroom!" she shouted, before running of to the café's restroom, and locking it. She turned on the sink, splashing some water on her face. Her cell phone buzzed, signaling that she ad received a text message. It was from Applejack.
"So, your ma tried to set you up with my brother?"