Applejack adjusted her hat nervously and looked over the note: meet me at the tree at 3. Of the numerous trees on her farm, only one was the tree. It had many names: the napping tree, the confession tree, the first kiss tree. Applejackās cheeks reddened. She looked up at the slowly declining sun. It was almost time.
Getting to the tree was easy. Applejack knew her farm like she knew the beautiful interlaced hairs of Rainbowās mane. Distinguishing one tree from another was almost subconscious as she paced purposefully through the orchard.
Expectantly, she passed the tree with the hollow a few hooves off the ground. As expectantly as the way Rainbowās left wing twitched when her hoof trailed between orange and yellow. Completely natural and rooted in Applejackās mind through years of tenderly nurtured love.
She crested over the the hill and her eyes met with Rainbowās. She smiled and Rainbow smiled back. Closing the gap between them, she stepped close and nuzzled the pegasusās neck. This eased the tenseness, as always. The shoulder muscles relaxed and Applejack nibbled at Rainbowās neck. āHey sugarcube.ā
Applejack knew just the way to say it and the pegasus flushed. She called many ponies sugarcube, but this way was for Rainbow and Rainbow alone. āWhatās on your mind?ā
She didnāt panic when Rainbow drew away. This was how it always started. The little breath of courage, the slight smile, and the softening expression as their eyes met. āI passed on my stripes today.ā
Applejack checked for the trembling front hooves. Her suspicions confirmed, she spread her forehooves--an unspoken invitation. She wrapped her hooves around the pegasus. The invitation was never turned down.
āI think I did a good job. New records almost every year. Most career finishes. A strong and dedicated team.ā
The words paused as Applejack trailed her hoof along the base of each wing. She smiled as Rainbowās breaths steadied a little.
āI...I think I made the right decision too. Scootās been the best L.T. Iāve ever had. Sheās gonna go far.ā
Applejack said nothing, she didnāt need to.
āThe papers will know tomorrow. I hope they agree with Spitfire when I first got my stripes. She said I was gonna go far too.ā
Applejack slowly moved her hooves to Rainbowās cheek and smiled one of her most comforting smiles.
āThey will, sugarcube.ā Applejack leaned in again and kissed the tip of Rainbowās nose. āEven if they donāt, thereās a mare just for you, with a farm that makes cider just the way you like it, in a town with all your friends. Your safe place to land. Forever.ā
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D'awwwwwwwww!
The tree was also named Bertram, but that's neither here nor there.
That must of been hard for Dash...
The Sun goes down at three? Do you need to commission Celestia a week in advance or something for that?