Ask Lovey Applebloom
It was a day like any other on Sweet Apple Acres; Applejack was happily bucking away at a few of the thousands of apple trees in the orchard, with some assistance from Big Macintosh in the heavy lifting.
Applejack slammed her hind hooves into the trunk of a tree, and dozens of apples rained down into the buckets that sat below. She picked them up in her mouth and put them in the wagon latched onto Big Macintosh’s back.
“Alright, better get these inside. The weather ponies scheduled a storm fer tonight, n’ I don’t feel like getting soaked.” Applejack said, motioning for Big Mac to move quickly to the house.
“Eeyup.” He responded as he started to gallop.
On their trip there Applejack had realized she hadn’t seen Applebloom all day. And knowing her sister and her little partners in crime, that is never a good thing.
“You seen Applebloom lately?” Applejack asked her brother.
“She said she’d be with Chrome and the Crusaders trying to get her Cutie-Mark in bee-keeping I think.” Big Mac said.
Applejack chuckled.
“Ah swear, she’s gonna wear out that poor stallion’s nerves. Every time he watches her, he ends up getting his ol’ self hurt.” She said.
“Hehe. Eeyup.” Big Mac laughed. He remembered how last week’s round of crusading had gone. It ended with the Crusader’s completely unharmed, but poor Chrome Hoof had a sprained leg, fractured skull, and his eyebrows were gone.
And you don’t even want to know about how hard he laughed when he saw that he was covered in glitter.
When the pair finally made it into the house, buckets of apples held tight in their teeth, they were presented with a most hilarious sight.
A dark aqua stallion with a lime green mane and boxing glove Cutie-Mark, covered in bee stings, was sitting on the couch while Granny Smith rubbed ointment onto one of the bee stings on his muzzle.
“Just hold still now sonny. Gotta get all this on ya ifn’ ya want em to go away.” Granny said.
When Chrome saw Applejack and Big Mac enter the room staring wide eyed at him, his face turned red in pure embarrassment.
“Aw crap.” He grumbled.
Both ponies immediately burst out laughing, making them drop the buckets on the floor.
“Hahahahaha! You alright there buddy? Ya’ll look like ye got real friendly with a cactus or somethin’.” Big Macintosh laughed, pointing out the several stingers sticking out of him.
“Hey, you try supervising those three 24/7; it’s hard.” Chrome said with a deadpan look.
“Hehehe. Sorry partner. We really shouldn’t be laughin’. But ya’ll should’ve seen your face. Ya’ll looked almost as red as Big Mac.” Applejack said, trying to keep her laughter hidden.
Applejack then shook her head as if she had suddenly remembered something.
“Hold on. Where the hay is Applebloom?” she asked.
Chrome Hoof got to his hooves and turned his entire body around. There, stuck to his side, was Applebloom with a huge blush on her face.
“H-Hey Applejack. Big Macintosh. Bee-keeping didn’t exactly go as planned. I ended up stuck to Chrome from the honey. Other than that, ah’m fine.” Applebloom giggled with a sheepish smile. She tried not to show it, but she was actually enjoying every second she was stuck to her favorite stallion. If he wasn’t so hurt right now, she thought he might like it too.
“Aw jeez. That don’t look good. Big Mac, you wanna help em out?” Applejack asked.
Big Macintosh silently nodded and he trotted over to Chrome and grabbed hold of Applebloom.
“Now partner ah’m gonna warn ya. This is gonna hurt a little bit.” Big Mac said.
Chrome’s face turned to one of complete nervousness and his eyes went pin-prick.
“O-Okay. B-But exactly how painful are we talking ab-“
Big Macintosh didn’t give Chrome enough time to finish before he ripped Applebloom off of his coat.
RRRRRRIIP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGH!”
Chrome screamed so loud that many of the bats that like to hide in the orchard flew out of their hiding places from the loud noise, and a certain Princess of the night in Canterlot many miles away, had been awoken after hearing a faint yell.
Applebloom continued to apply bandages to where she had been stuck to Chrome, which after she was removed, left a big, red mark.
“Ooooh! I’m so sorry Chrome! If I hadn’t made those bees so mad, this wouldn’t have happened!” Applebloom said with apologetic, puppy-dog eyes with a few tears in them.
“Applebloom, I’ve been in the ring with a stallion that supposedly killed two boxers. I think I can handle a few bees. Trust me, it’s fine.” Chrome said to assure her.
“Y-You’re n-not mad?” Applebloom stuttered with a sniffle.
Chrome rolled his eyes.
“No. You’re just way too cute and adorable to get angry at.”
After hearing that, Applebloom had gone from guilty filly to overjoyed pone. She was practically beaming with a huge ear-to-ear smile. She then proceeded to wrap her front fore-legs around Chrome’s neck and nuzzled into his cheek.
“Thanks. You’re just so nice to me, and ah don’t like seeing you get hurt.” Applebloom said. Chrome gave a warm smile and ruffled the filly’s red mane.
“Hehe. Believe me kiddo, I don’t like getting hurt either.” Chrome said jokingly.
Applebloom felt her face become even hotter when she heard three very audible “Awwwws” from behind them. She turned around to see that her family was looking at her. She had gotten so caught up in the moment that she completely forgot that they hadn’t left the room.
“Now isn’t that just precious?” Granny Smith asked her grandchildren.
“Eeyup.” Big Macintosh said.
“That has to be as cute as a newborn piglet.” Applejack said with a smile.
Applebloom was so very embarrassed that her mind quickly raced to think of a solution to her current predicament.
‘C’mon think! Mah family’s embarrassing me to no end with mah precious Chrome watching! What am ah gonna do?!’ Applebloom screamed internally.
And with that thought in mind, Applebloom quickly ran up to her room without a word before her face turned any more red, which left a very confused Chrome Hoof in her wake.
“…Was it something I said?” He asked nopony in particular.
Applebloom sat in her room, pouting after what she considered a lousy decision on her part to just run to her room without even giving Chrome a little peck on the cheek or something.
“You stupid, stupid, stupid filly! You’re never gonna win his heart at this rate! Ya’ll gotta quit running the second you get a little flustered and do something!” she cried.
She repeatedly tapped her hoof on her head.
“But…what AM ah gonna do? I don’t know anything about courting stallions, but ah love him so much! Somepony help me!” She yelled.
So, Chrome Hoof, was it uncomfortable having Applebloom glued to you via honey?
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Dear, AppleBloom, Like stallions, do you?
For Applebloom: first rule is that you can't be so desperate. Take deep breaths and relax. Get to know him better, learn his interests and what he really wants in a mare.
For Chrome: A boxer, hmm? Just how did you get your name? When I heard the word "chrome" I figured there would be some more, um, "color" to your backstory so to speak
For Author: Seems like a very enjoyable story thus far. With the audience at just the right level of particapation, this could be great! In fact, the intro was enough to ,make me smile. Even though this is not really me genere, I will be sure to stick around.
For Applebloom: Bee taming, hmm? Woudn't you have more luck in somthing like apple bucking or cake creating? Well, I think Chrome might just have a sweet tooth for some apple pie! Well, I mean, who can dislike pie? You think you make give it a shot? It's a win-win. You get your cutie mark and Crome delights in your pie!
For Crome: You are aware of these little guys mission, right? Maybe you can help them out by telling them how you got your cutie mark. Unless it's somthing perverse or.. has to do with drugs or.. You know what? Just nevermind that. Also, be sure to keep that Applebloom in line. I hear she's a riot.
For Applebloom: Why not tell your friends? I'm sure Sweetie would be able to give you some advice, being Rarity's sister and all.
For Author: AAAAAH ANOTHER ASK STORY WITH A CRUSADER THANK YOU SO MUCH :D
To Applebloom: Hello, I just want to warn you of what you've started. You, through a series of events outside of your control, have unintentionally started a string of bubbles( most likely exactly like this one) that will be delivered to you and your friends. These bubbles will not go away( wether you are O.K. with that or not, you will soon find out), and most of the time will try to help you out. I just wanted to give you a rundown of what will be happening for the foreseeable future. Oh, and before you ask, we aren't going to tell you how we got here, we just are, so get used to it.
To Chrome Hoof: Hello, if you want an explanation as to what's happening with the bubbles, just ask Applebloom. She got a basic rundown.
To Scootaloo: I am so, so sorry.
Dear Apple Bloom.
Have a stuffed tiger.
-Z
To Applebloom: For how long have you had this crush on Chrome? On a completely irrelevant note, do you plan on being married to him, do you Applebloom?
(Dear Author: You are awesome)
Applebloom:how about trying to be blunt, yet subtle?
You're going to tell your parents that he's a dangerous influence and has to be separated from you. OH WAIT YOU CAN'T