Ponies went about their business through the streets of Ponyville or simply milled about, content to enjoy company and sunshine. Big Macintosh’s own spirits were lifted, for he felt he was beginning to get some traction on this strangest of days. Eeyup, he had to hit the ground running full pelt when the challenge had started, but between Cutie Mark Crusaders, mares who should know better and other mares whom he suspected actually did, he was holding his own. It wasn’t his nature to skirt around a problem for long, and with the resolve to confront Rainbow Dash came a certain confidence, a certain self-assuredness that he was, so to speak, gettin’ ‘er done.
If only he could find the silly pegasus. How could a pony so thirsty for the limelight disappear so consistently at a whim? Didn’t she have a job? To the work-horse, the implications were bewildering. Hay, even now he had half a mind himself to get back to his fields and work them, not that he could in fair-play, Nope. It had sort of been a stipulation after all, Eeyup, part of the bet was to be out and about, be seen and mingle. To talk and, if he didn’t mind himself vigilantly, slip up. Eeyup, that was the feat. Nope, wasn’t gonna happen.
Birds of red and yellows sang from rafters and branches, but the blue birdbrain he sought was yet to reveal herself. If she were still looking for him, it probably wasn’t in Ponyville centre.
The big stallion rested in the shade of a bustling veranda. A street vendor hawked his wares, but despite the numbers around his stall there was an air of calm about the street. Ponies regaled one another with gossip, gasps and laughter without rush or worry. Ponies that did buy did so quickly and distractedly, not wanting to miss a beat of whatever anecdote their friends recounted before hurriedly moving on.
“Macintosh Apple? It’s not often I see you out and about.” Big Mac blinked and shuffled about. It was easy to forget that while he watched the crowds go by, other ponies could watch right back.
“Miss Cheerilee? I didn’t see you there.”
The teacher shook her head with mock disparagement, smirking all the while. Near-empty saddlebags were slung over her back. “Still with the ‘miss’. Only my students call me miss, and I think you’re just a little bit big to be one of them." She nudged his flank with her hip to no effect whatsoever, save the smile that sprung on her face. "I’d have noticed by now if you were. You looked so very thoughtful, though. Something on your mind?”
The stallion was acutely aware of the straw of grass he didn’t have in his mouth. Had he one, he’d have rolled it across his teeth and back again with thought. As it was, he simply had to do without. “Could say that.”
“Oh, mysterious,” she said with that same smirk again. “You’ve made me curious now, Big Mac. I was just coming out to pick up a few things. How about you walk with me, or...?”
Sure, he’d been looking for Rainbow Dash, but he supposed he’d have found her by now were it possible to find her at all. She could be off anywhere or atop a cloud for all he knew. Even so, with ‘confront Rainbow Dash’ thoroughly scored into his mental to-do list, he felt confident enough to let it sit for a while longer. He wasn’t going anywhere...and neither was that blast crater in the back fields. “Alright then, miss Cheerilee. Let me hold that for you.”
The bags barely straddled his broad back and weighed next to nothing on him, but it felt good for him to be doing something resembling a chore, and she knew it. He wasn’t surprised with how little she bought, but it still was odd to him to see. Whereas the Apples tended for bulk deals and had a full house to feed, Cheerilee really only stocked up for the immediate short term. Teacher she might be, but cook she was not. On the one or two occasions he had met up with her he had very politely avoided calling any attention to that self-evident fact, something she’d had no compunctions about doing herself, to the point that he’d actually got embarrassed on her behalf about her quick and easy meals. That, of course, had only made her enjoy herself all the more-so.
She lead him along, first to a fruit vendor’s, then to one for vegetables. She was quick about it, no hemming and hawing at all. Pretty soon though he was telling her all the particulars of the bet as they walked; he liked Cheerilee, he felt comfortable around her and she understood him. After the fiasco with the love poison, the two had decided it best to talk, not as dopey, loopy ponies but as reasonable, rational adults to clear any air between them of confusion. One talk had turned to two, and from such unconventional beginnings a pleasant friendship had sprung up. She had a couple years on him he knew, but he’d never actually pressed for her for a specific number. Honestly, it didn’t matter.
If only Granny would stop giving him ‘clues’ and winks. It wasn’t like that between them.
“Ever the gentle-colt,” Cheerilee said as he gave her bags back to her. On her they seemed twice as large as they’d been a moment ago. Slyly she added, “You know, I think I saw Rainbow Dash heading out towards your orchards, just before I met you. It’s where I’d look for you too.” She held his gaze in an easy smile. “It’s good to see you again, Big Macintosh, and good to see you getting out. Maybe I should make a bet with you sometime too, what do you think? Thanks again,” she said as she turned to leave, “Best of luck with your bet!” she called over her shoulder.
The crowd gave him no trouble as he set his hoof to home. Big Mac was always very mindful of his step, though for the ponies of Ponyville it might have been more his ability to pull up trees like gardeners would weeds that made sure that the crowd flowed around him, because it certainly couldn’t flow through him. A few acquaintances of his hailed him with greetings, which he met in kind as he moved along.
“Hiya Big Mac,” Pinkie called, momentarily bouncing up into view. She’d ditched the catmare spysuit, but she’d replaced the look with blackened sunglasses. A few spatters of grease were on her hooves, and there was at least one uncoiled spring tangled in her mane. “Still in the game?—don’t answer that question!” she suddenly gasped, landing from a heroic bounce that carried her up and onto the stallion’s back. She pushed her front hooves into his cheeks, stunning his brain and stopping his mouth. “We happy?” she asked, the blacks lenses of her scrutiny showing Big Mac his own bewildered expression. After a moment’s checking, she smiled. “We happy,” she said simply, and let him go. She didn’t actually get off his back, but it was a start.
“I thought you weren’t taking a side in this?”
The mare laughed with awkward nervousenss. “Weeeell...” She huffed a steadying breath, somehow losing none of its seriousness despite her being balanced with easy poise atop his back. “I can’t lie to you, Big Mac. The answer is yes and/or a definitely possible maybe. Or not.” She shrugged apologetically.
Big Mac sighed. He had no way of knowing it, but this was the very same sigh that most ponies develop with exposure to Pinkie. “And that’s the best answer I can hope to get from you right now?”
“Eeyup!” she said heartily. Big Mac’s legs trembled at the word, his whole body wobbled. Pinkie Pie landed next to him with a leap and playfully punched his shoulder. He fell to his knees. “Keep strong, Big Mac! You can make. I’m sure of it!”
She bounced away and was gone once more.
Big Mac stood himself back up, shaking the tension from his hooves. At least Pinkie wasn’t trying to sabotage him...he thought. He wasn’t entirely sure, or more accurately to say: he was entirely unsure. He hadn’t failed yet though, that much was for certain.
If Rainbow Dash really was at the farm he could face her, grab a snack and see how confident Applejack still was about her side of the bet, all three at once. His hoof fell on the familiar soils of home, all in all he felt pretty darn good right then and there, warm under the noontide sun. Winona even ran up to greet him, barking excitedly.
He realized, Eeyup she was excited, but it was with upset, not cheer. Something was going down on the farm. No wonder he was getting that sinking feeling. Shaking his head, he let the collie lead him on to whatever woes lay ahead, sincerely hoping that Rarity was having a better time of it with Twilight.
Oh dear, next chapter...
Oh Twilight.....
Has anyone done a reading of this yet?
~Skeeter The Lurker
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I can't recall ever having seen a PinkieMac before
HOLD ON A SECOND!
Cheerilee was in Rarity's class as a filly. So is Rarity older than Big Mac? And what about the rest of the Mane Six?
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Woah It's not often I get outmanouvred by canon, well spotted, Doctor! I'm just going to go on the record as saying that this matter is going to be, and remain a small deviation from canon, pretty much solely because I like the idea of Cheerilee being a bit older than Mac and friends, for reasons. May or may not actually be relevant in any way in future chapters.
He needs to find Fluttershy!!
I'm guessing the mysterious crater was discovered no?
D'aww......Cheerilee and Big Mac are so cute togeth-er, duh, uh......I mean, uh, Eeyup!
Going back to the farm may be an error.
I'm beginning to think that Pinkie's costume changes are some kind of reference...
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Magical Mystery Cure implied PinkieMac... how else would she be workin' on the Apple farm?
I can't wait for this to finish, i'm enjoying it thoroughly
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She had an Applejack cutie mark, duh.
Oh Mac, you poor thing
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This might help visualize it better:
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2491602 I'm not sure how Old Big Mac is compared to the man6, he has to be older than them since he was born before AJ who I believe is the eldest mare. I think Rarity would be next, then, Fluttershy, then, Pinkie Pie, then RD and finally Twilight's the youngest.
2499659 Eeyup.
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Hmm, I always pictured Rarity as being slightly older than AJ. Following the canon that AJ's parents are dead, I figure she had to mature faster than most fillies her age to take care of Apple Bloom, since Granny isn't exactly a spring chicken. Between basically being AB's mom and helping run the farm, I think AJ just comes across as being older than she actually is.
The order I usually go by is Rarity, AJ, Fluttershy, Twilight, Pinkie, RD.
Any particular reason for your order? Not saying its wrong, obviously, since the only canon info is that Fluttershy is older than Pinkie. I just like speculating on their ages.
2502389 Well, looks like ya lost the bet there, big boy.
2503687 Son of a!
2504664 "OMG ROFLMAO LOLOLOLOLOL U LOSSTTT!!!!"
"You lost... after all that, you lost."
"Better luck next time."
"Eeyup."
"Waaaaiiiit.... y'all lost on purpose, didn't ya?!"
2502764 .....For guesstimating who's older, it can be a number of factors really.
usually, it how to rate one's behavior and level of maturity. For example, Rarity and AJ are, more or less, the best behaved and relatively more calm (well except for when one's being stubborn and the other acting a bit selfish; then again, everyone has flaws) than everyone else. Fluttershy is a skittish and a little bit overwhelmed at times in social situations. Pinkie is a party animal who is hyper active all the time, yet can figure out how to resolve most problems as well be able to fix up any and all screw-ups on her part. And RD is the wild, immature one of this herd.
However, one has to factor in characters background background as well. for example, while both Rarity and AJ have a more active role in their sisters upbringing, Rarity's parents are still in the spotlight (usually off screen) and AJ is in the mom role 24/7 (True, AJ's parents may be dead, but don't forget, she left her home for Manehattan before she even got her cutie-mark; now do parents/legal guardians in their right mind let their young ones travel long distances on their own? Not until their old enough to handle most things on their own).
In addition, Pinkie Pie probably either had been apprenticed out to the Cakes or is the Landlord of Sugarcube Corner, yet made a special deal with them; free rent in exchange for tutoring in running a bakery as well as employment opportunities. In addition, she has the mind of a genius (second only to Twilight), yet appears to have ADHD. Fluttershy owns her own cottage, is also a ranger/veterinarian. RD either owns her own cloud mansion above Ponieville or her parents/legal guardian do.
Now Twilight Sparkle is a special case. Sure, she seems more mature than others as well as being capable of being the Boss Mare of the herd. Yet, she seems more prone to mental breakdowns than the others, has started out socially inept (although she has improved) and would act childish occasionally. More importantly, when the first episode aired, she was still living under the roof of Princess Celestia as she was during her education while the others already had there own places to call home; it wasn't until end of the second episode did Twilight officially graduated to college level studies (or so I figured) and moved out (making the Golden Oaks Library her permanent residence). Thus my final headcannon arrangement of oldest to youngest: AJ, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, RD and Twilight Sparkle.
Big mac and.......You know what? I give up.
hmmm... dogs, at lest on earth, always seem to detect distress. This can only mean one thing! I should have gotten a dog before my house flooded.
ohh, and Big Mac is gana take some hits
we happy?
we happy.
Once more I find myself wondering what Pinkie is up to. Unlike a lot of people, I don't subscribe to the 'everything Pinkie does is random nonsense' theory; I believe Pinkie has very real reasons for many of her actions, and this just reeks of background manipulation.
Ah, Ms. Cheerilee. I don't know why I always forget that she and Big Mac are forever linked by the unfortunate (but admittedly humorous) events of Hearts and Hooves Day. I guess I never really saw them as couple material.
Ten bits AJ and Rainbow are arguing over the bet. Double or nothing it hints towards AppleDash. Extra tip if it leads to the CMC's crater being unintentionally revealed. I think I know exactly what Big Mac's planning in his search for Rainbow, too.
4620969 Exactly! Pinkie is not random. I'm pretty sure that she's actually a genius--maybe even smarter than Twilight--and makes such massive leaps in logic that nobody else has a clue what she's talking about. Sort of like double checking a complicated math problem that somebody didn't show work on. There is much more than meets the eye to that mare.
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I am not sure if I ever answered this but while not common it is a fun ship here are a few with Pinkie/Mac in them...
Let's Geta Wiggle on
Candy Apple
Memories We Never Had
It is probably my favorite straight Pinkie pairing even though it is relatively rare. One thing I like to note is that compared to the rest of the main character Mac probably has more scenes (random scenes too) involving Pinkie than any other main character not named Apple. Think for instance how Pinkie is the one painting Big Mac, a Pinkie clone tackling him, or Big Mac and Pinkie are helping fix a bridge. Not everything is really shipping material but it is just interesting that she is often paired with him in these situations.