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AppleDash Group Collab - DbzOrDie



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Tango - Jondor

Sweet Apple Acres Barn #3 sat on the edge of the south field, well away from any other structure and most importantly right now, well away from anypony who might complain about the noise. It was no DJ-Pon3 affair, but Pinkie Pie still knew how to throw a pretty loud party.

Pinkie stood by the gramophone, one eye watching Twilight spazzing out on the dance floor, and the other waiting for a signal from Dashie to enact the cunning plan. Or to put on a Llamantinan dance record Dashie had given her earlier and have a little box ready for later. It was part of the cunning plan, so Dashie had said, but that was all she knew.

Pinkie tore her eye away from Twilight as Dashie gave her the signal and fumbled with the record, managing to bounce the needle and plonk Dashieā€™s record down on top of her own dance music album before it landed.

A lively Llamantinan song flowed silkily out of the gramophoneā€™s horn. Pinkie returned Dashieā€™s salute and watched as her pegasus friend clasped a rose between her teeth and reared up behind Applejack as the earth pony turned at the change of music.

ā€œCare tā€™ dance, pretty filly?ā€ Pinkie tried to keep from laughing at Dashieā€™s horrible Llamantinan accent and funny eyebrow wiggle, but it seemed to work pretty well on Applejack who reared up to join her with a grin.

Pinkie, Twilight, Fluttershy and Rarity all watched in awe as the marefriends tangoed. Dashie led first, taking advantage of Applejackā€™s strong hind legs to trace rather wild patterns across the dance floor, keeping their chests pressed tightly together and eyes locked on each other.

In time with a key change in the music, Applejack snatched the rose away and took the lead which Dashie didnā€™t seem to mind at all. All four of them, Rarity not the least, oohā€™d and aahā€™d as Applejack led Dashie into some amazing twirls, Dashie fanning out her wings as she spun around as gracefully as Fluttershy.

Finally, both of them took hold of the rose in their teeth for some rough back and forth hoofwork that almost looked like a fight except for the grins on their faces. All four spectating ponies clopped their hooves together as the pair dropped back to all fours, panting and sweating a bit.

ā€œWhoooeee!ā€ Applejack exclaimed. ā€œAfter a tango like that, a couple oughta get married.ā€

Pinkie hoofed over the box at signal number two and watched.

ā€œYou read my mind, pony girl.ā€ Dashie sank to her haunches and held up the open box in her forehooves. Inside was a pair of red, yellow and blue hair ties, each with a little cloud clasp. ā€œAJ, will y...ā€

ā€œYes Ah will!ā€

Pinkieā€™s gasp and cheer was matched in volume and enthusiasm by Rarity, with Twilight and Fluttershy holding a close third and fourth. The resultant group hug was broken by a predictable shout, if somewhat redundant given the circumstances.

ā€œThis calls for a party!ā€

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