Deep Thoughts
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you, Applejack?"
The cowpony shook her head at her wife's worry. "I'm sorry, Twi, but I think it's best if you weren't there. Mah family's probably already worried sick 'bout me, and I don't think you bein' there will convince them that this weren't done intentionally."
She sighed, feeling pity for Applejack. With her whole family in either Canterlot or the Crystal Empire, it was easy to keep this little affair a secret from them. But for her partner, whose family was so close knit, there was no avoiding the issue. "Just make it clear this shouldn't affect anything long term and I think you'll be fine."
"I hope so," the cowpony groaned. Her cheeks were already red. "I'll see you tomorrow. You think you'll have an answer by then?"
Twilight lifted an eyebrow in a way that seemed a bit arrogant. "Relax, I'll have a way to undo this by then, at least with the rings. You just go home, I'll handle it."
"Yeah, well... good luck, Twi. I'm countin' on ya."
Angel was not happy. He was losing control on the last area of his life he had any control over. He remembered back when he had control over the other pets. Winona was too stupid, Opal too self-absorbed, and Gummy too... Gummy to stop him or put up any sort of resistance.
Owlowiscious came along. The first time they had met, Angel had commanded him to do something, and he refused, on the grounds that Angel was more than capable of fetching his own carrots. So he had slapped him. The owl glared at him, and then flew up a bit and uncurled his feet, allowing his talons to be shown. From that moment forward, they were the best of friends, meaning that Angel did as he was told or Owlowiscious might have a relapse back into the uncivilized state.
After that, Fluttershy's critter group got the addition of that bear, who, while as dumb as Winona, was at least able to grasp that the one with big muscles didn't have to put up with a fluffy weakling.
Fluttershy was his last area of control, though Iron Will had done a good deal to unravel that. But now there was the rainbowed one, coming in and trying to give her a backbone. Soon he'd have no control, and have to share a house with that slow witted ball of slime Tank too.
He was not about to let that happen.
Which is why the first thing he had done when he realized that they had arrived home was interrupt their sickening mating ritual to demand that his lunch be served. He made sure to be served first, and ate fast enough that by the time Fluttershy was finished, it would be time to wash the dishes.
Unfortunately, the rainbowed one had opted to help Mama with her chore, and the work was getting done too fast. He thought about dirtying the plates that were already cleaned and making her work longer, but it was too easy to get caught.
So as soon as the pair were done and were flying up to the bedroom to be alone, he had thrown a tantrum until Fluttershy agreed to style his tail, much to the rainbowed one's annoyance. Another tantrum got him story time, and by now her lover's patience was used up.
"You need to quit letting that bunny walk all over you," she had demanded, when he thought Angel wasn't listening.. "We don't live in Neighpon, you can say no to him!"
"He just wants to spend time with..."
"No, Fluttershy, don't you see! He's trying to keep us from spending time together!"
"Rainbow!" Fluttershy chastised gently, "Do you really think Angel would be so selfish?"
Her marefriend's level stare was all that was needed.
"...Well, what should I do?"
"Just ignore him! He is the pet, you are the master! You can..."
A tossed carrot interrupted Rainbow Dash's diatribe, as Angel stomped his feet and angrily pointed towards the outside. He wanted to go for a walk.
Fluttershy gulped, looking at her marefriend. She simply motioned at the rabbit, a clear sign to start being more assertive.
"Uh, Angel, don't you think we've spent enough time together today? I'd really like to spend some time with Rain..."
Angel began another tantrum, but he was cut off by Rainbow Dash grabbing him by the ears and hoisting him up.
"Dash, what are you..." Fluttershy began, but her marefriend silenced her.
"You need to be tougher on him," she said firmly, walking over and placing him in one of the pet carriers. She threw him in and locked it.
"We'll call this the 'time out' room," the athletic mare said, turning back to her mate.
"Don't you think that's a little mean?"
"No. Angel needs to learn how to behave." She picked up the cage, with Angel desperately rattling against his prison. "I'm going to put this outside, somewhere in the back yard, then we're going to do little snuggling to get your mind off of things."
"Um, well... okay... just stay out of my shed."
"...What?"
"That's where I keep the nocturnal animals that come to me for treatment. Opening the door would let sunlight in, and that could hurt their eyes."
"...Oh."
As he was carried out, Angel fumed, glaring at his hated enemy. The rainbowed one would pay... he swore it.
Applejack felt her stomach turn in flip flops as she strode up to the farmhouse. Gulping, she looked down at the golden wedding band, still clamped tightly around her forehoof. She considered trying to hide it, but quickly dismissed the notion. Even if she could find a way to do so, she'd have to tell them sometime. Best get it over with.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the house, yelling, "I'm home!"
"AJ? That you?" Granny Smith called out. "Get yer flank in 'ere and help me! Dinner needs to get ready, an' yer brother has his hooves full."
Applejack did as she was told, entering the kitchen to see the matriarch of the Apple Family in the midst of the preparation. As she hit a kettle with a wooden spoon, she turned to her granddaughter. "Where you been all day anywho?"
The farmpony blushed. "Uh, well..."
Thankfully she was spared from answering by Big Macintosh sticking his head in the doorway. "Where do we keep the paint stripper?"
Applejack turned. "In th'... what the hay..."
"Pinkie," Mac said bluntly, still grimacing at the dried pink paint. His eyes drifted down to the golden band on his sister's hoof. "Since when do you wear jewelry?"
Applejack looked down and blushed. "Uh... I'll explain at dinner. It's kind of a long story..."
Suddenly, Big Mac was right in front of his sister, giving her a dangerous look. "What happened to you last night?"
She blinked. "What th' hay got you so upset?"
"Miss Pinkie tied me t' my bed an' painted me pink, Miss Rarity went teleportin' to..."
"Wait, Rarity teleported?" The alarm in Applejack's voice got her brother to stop a moment.
"Eeyup."
Instantly the middle child began to panic. "Twi said that was dangerous to do when you're drunk, and we couldn't find her this morning! I gotta go back 'ta the library an' tell Twi..."
"You don't have to worry!" Pinkie chirped, suddenly entering the room.
Instantly Big Mac let out a yell and backed up, hitting the cabinets in a futile effort to get away. "Please don't hurt me," he whimpered.
Pinkie tilted her head, then giggled. "You look silly. Who painted your fur like..."
"Pinkie," Applejack said sternly, "you were sayin' somethin' about Rarity?"
"Huh? Oh yeah. I saw Rarity. She's going to a fashion convention in Manehatten. And she said she was going to go to Canterlot first for some supplies. She's fine."
"Really? That's kinda sudden without tellin' us."
"Hey, you didn't tell us you were getting married to Twilight until this morning."
"Pinkie!"
"What!?" Came the cry of the other two Apples.
"Oh, you haven't told them yet?"
"No. Pinkie. I. Hadn't," she answered through gritted teeth.
"Mah grandbaby's gettin' married!" Granny Smith said excitedly. "Ooh doggey. I better round up th' kin fer th' weddin'!"
"What? No, Granny, wait..." but she was cut off by Big Mac throwing his forelegs around her.
"Mah baby sister... yer all grown up," he said, tears in his eyes. "An' marryin' a big city pony, too. I'm so proud of you. I get to give you away, don't I?"
"I... Big Mac..." even amongst the madness, her brother's pride was wonderful to hear.
"Oh, the wedding's already happened!"
That caused them to stop. "Wha?"
Applejack blushed. "Um... I had a little too much last night, and, well... I kinda woke up married to Twi..."
There was silence..
"I see," Granny Smith said at last, her voice neutral. "And what are you fixin' to do about this?"
Applejack shifted nervously. "Well, Twi says the marriage is invalid since we was drunk, so we're gonna get an annulment... it'll be like it never happened."
"...I see," the matriarch said at last. "It ain't a divorce?"
"No ma'am."
"Well alright then. Can ya go fetch me some apples from out in th' orchard?"
Applejack blinked at the quick dismissal. “You ain’t mad?”
Granny shook her head, a smile crossing her lips. “Darlin’, we all do crazy things when we’re young. Why, I remember th’ one summer when me an yer great cousin Apple Rose took one too many mugs... let me tell you, wakin’ up in th’ city slammer was not th’ greatest thing, but it was worth it fer that night! Them stallions... they were good...”
Both Applejack and Big Mac’s eyes widened. “G-Granny,” the younger mare said weakly, “I really don’t think we need to hear this!”
“Of course you do, it’s important ta know where yer pappy came from...”
“What?” Was the cry of both grandchildren.
“Wha? Our Pa... how in th...” Applejack said faintly, though she regained some of her senses when she noticed her grandmother was laughing uproariously.
“...Yer pullin’ out leg, ain’t ya?” Applejack said bluntly.
“Yes sirree! You youngin’s are so easy!
"Granny..." Big Mac said disapprovingly, but Pinkie cut him off.
"So why is your fur pink?"
Remembering who else was in the room, the stallion back up against the cabinets once more. "You painted it!"
"I did?" Pinkie tilted her head. "I don't remember that... oh well, here, I'll help you get it off."
"Th-that's alright," he stammered, "I'm fine with..."
But Pinkie, who was a lot stronger than she looked, just pulled along. "Don't worry, I know a great trick for getting paint off! I used it every time I used paint when I was little!"
Big Mac gulped and looked to Granny Smith for help. She just kept laughing.
Twilight could barely concentrate on her research.
It made sense, because she wasn't following a basic rule that Celestia had taught her about research, namely that one should always concentrate on one problem at a time. In this case, she had three.
Finding a spell to remove the rings was the subject she had given top priority. She had found several spells that could have been the one she was looking for, and through process of elimination she had found the most likely one. Once Applejack arrived the next day, she would try it.
The following problem was finding out who had been responsible for this whole mess. They didn't have very many enemies, none that still lived, at any rate. She racked her brain trying to come up with a suspect that wasn't in the meager list they had.
The final puzzle was one that had carelessly entered her mind during her research, and would simply not leave, despite her best efforts to shoo it out: was she attracted to Applejack? She had married her, after all... drunkenly, true, but as she had said, alcohol didn't change who you were attracted to, not completely anyway. And like she had noted, she was pretty. She tried focusing on her research, but the thought came back again. Applejack... she was a mare she respected. A bit lacking in book smarts, true, but anypony who dismissed her as stupid was sadly mistaken. She was clever when she needed to be, and practical at all times, something she admired.
She grinned. Even that first day, when she was in a hurry to get back to researching NightMare Moon, she had fun at the reunion, and she had loved her cooking.
She mused a bit. Clever, practical, family meant a good deal to her, she got along well with Spike and the rest of her family, they both thought the other was cute... She thought on Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. Their first reaction to being attracted to each other while drunk was to try a relationship. Maybe that was logical...
She shook her head. Love wasn't logical, that's what everypony said. She had found friendship illogical, but she was still willing to give up anything for it. What should she do? She thought a moment longer. Would Applejack even approve of such a relationship?
Then she had a start. Through the haziness of the night before, she remembered her conversation with Applejack.
“You’ll go on off an’ forget all about Ponyville… an’ me. I’ll be stuck on this farm ‘till I’m as old as Granny Smith…”
Her eyes widened as all other thought processes stopped cold. She mentally cursed herself. How could she forget? Her friend was hurting. They needed to have a talk...
She pushed the thought aside. She couldn’t do anything right now, and she had more work to do. She looked over her list of suspects once more, reading the list, ranked top to bottom in order of most likely. Chrysalis topped the chart, followed by Discord, Trixie, Flim & Flam, and Gilda ending last.
She pawed her chin. Chrysalis would be the worst, since there was no way to investigate her without knowing her location, something nopony knew at the moment. She knew where Trixie was thanks to the flow of news. She had made it to Manehatten, where she had managed a stage show that was getting attention. Gilda and the Flim Flam Brothers would be harder to find, but it was still doable.
She took a deep breath. Now came the hard part.
“Spike,” she called, “I need you to take a letter.”
“Please, Miss Pinkie,” Big Mac whined as his fellow earth pony scrubbed him. Not hard, like he expected, she was surprisingly gentle. But this was the same mare that had put him in this position in the first place.
“Uh, uh, can’t do it,” she shook her head as she washed off his paint with a mixture she had brewed herself. It was amazingly solvent to the paint, so she saw no reason in leaving. “I made this mess, I’m going to clean it up.”
“That’s kind of you, but really...” He jerked back as Pinkie moved to his back legs, knowing his... equipment was near there. “That’s fine, Miss Pinkie, I’ll get there mahself!”
“You sure?” she quizzed.
“Pinkie...” Applejack noted as she watched her bother getting bathed, “can just soakin’ in this stuff git it off?”
“Uh-huh, but it takes sooooo long...”
“Well maybe Big Mac would enjoy a soak, wouldn’t you say?”
The stallion nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes, I can handle it, Miss Pinkie! You really can go now.”
“Uh-uh, you need somepony to talk to, and I have plenty to talk about? Ooh! I thought a great new way to make a ChimiCherryChanga! You...”
“Pinkie...” Applejack said carefully. “Could you go help Granny Smith make dinner? I need to have a word with mah brother.”
“Aww, do I have...”
“Pinkie,” the cowpony repeated sternly.
“...Okay,” Pinkie said, disappointed. She brightened up quickly. “Ooh! Maybe I can get the pie recipe from her!”
The two Apples watched their friend bounce back toward the farmhouse. As Big Mac breathed a sigh of relief, his sister turned to him.
“Um, listed, Big Mac... I wanna know... all that stuff you said ‘bout me an’ Twi... you’d really have been happy if I married her?”
The stallion looked at her oddly. “Of course I would. I’d be happy if you found yerself a mare to settle down with.”
Applejack smiled. She had discovered her orientation at fifteen, and Big Mac and Granny Smith immediately switched from telling her to find a stallion to telling her to find a mare and a nice foal who need a home. “Well... I meant Twi specifically? If I had really wanted to marry her, would y’all be allright with it?”
That got a look. “Of course. Miss Twilight’s a sweet mare. I see her coddle that dragon o’ hers. An’ she’s successful, beautiful... I know you’d be in good hooves.”
“But... you know I’d hafta leave th’ farm, right?” she said suddenly, sounding exasperated. “Twi ain’t gonna be happy stayin’ here forever. She’s a mare with class. Whatever th’ Princess is teachin’ her, she ain’t gonna waste it here. There’s... there’s nothin’ here I could offer anypony...”
Big Macintosh looked at her sister with worried eyes. “...It sounds like you’ve been thinkin’ hard about this.”
Applejack’s eyes widened, as if she had just realized what she said. “Well...” she sighed.
“Sis, if you like Miss Twilight...”
“I never said that!” she snapped. “I just...” she calmed down. “Gettin’ an Element and becomin’ friends with Twi...I guess it got me seein’ things different. In a good way. I never would have been such good friends with Rainbow, or Pinkie, or Fluttershy...heck, I probably would have never even talked to Rare without absolutely needin’ it, and now I wouldn’t trade her fer anythin’. I’m happy, but...”
Big Macintosh tilted his head. “Are you not happy on th’ farm?”
“Of course not,” she pleaded. “I love it here...but I think that’s the problem.” She sighed. “I’m always goin’ out of town now and...well, when we went to the weddin’...” She gulped. “I’m just startin’ ta wonder if I’m ever gonna find anypony ta settle down with.”
“We haven’t had a problem for several generations...”
Applejack hung her head. "We hardly left Ponyville in that time. I’m always out an’ about...”
“Not that much...” her brother tried to argue. “What makes you think nopony out there would find you attractive?”
She shifted her eyes a bit. “Well...really, I think...it’s bein’ around the others.”
Big Man raised an eyebrow. “What’s that mean?”
“I mean, look at Rarity, or Fluttershy, or even Twilight! They got stallion lookin’ them up n’ down, even if Twi don’t realize it half th’ time. Ponies admire Rainbow ‘cause she can do all those tricks. But me...I’m stuck here.”
“...AJ...” Big Mac groaned. It hurt seeing his sister like this, but she kept goin’.
“I’m nuttin’ special. I’ve got no magic, no wings, no fashion sense, no...whatever it is Pinkie has. I don’t got anythin’ to offer any mare, much less one like Twi...”
Big Macintosh pulled himself out of the tub. This alarmed his sister, who tried to stop him.
“Big Mac, what the hay...” she began before he wrapped his forelegs around her in a gentle hug.
“Applejack...you listen here. You’re a beautiful young mare. Yer gonna make somepony happy someday, I know it. Don’t be talkin’ ‘bout yerself like that.”
She blushed as she hugged back. “I...I know. I guess...I don’t know. Irregardless, mah friends are gonna drift away from me one day. I’m gonna miss ‘em. I’m just...I’m scared when that happens.”
Big Mac parted, then cupped her sister’s chin. “You wanna talk about it a little more?”
She shifted. “Well...
At that point, Granny Smith’s voice bellowed from the farmhouse. “Applejack, get yer hide in hear! Yer sister just got home, an’ somepony’s gonna hafta explain this to her!”
Applejack cringed, looking at her home. She turned back to her brother, who gave her a look that told her their conversation wasn’t over, then motioned her to go.
"So ya see," Applejack said carefully, "me an' Twi had too much of the adult drinks..."
"Ya'll got smashed?" Apple Bloom asked.
The three older Apples widened their eyes at the filly's knowledge. Angrily, Granny Smith came forward, ready to cuff her granddaughter's ears. "Where th' hay did you learn such language?"
"Last night, Spike taught us all the words he learned from an actual prince."
Applejack felt her eye twitch. "Well, I'll just have to tell Twi what her kid's been up to. Anyway, last night, after me an' Twi... got smashed... we kinda accidentally married each other."
There was a moment of silence.
"Really? That's neat!"
The three older Apples looked at each other with a bit of shock. "Apple Bloom, why are you so happy about this?"
"Twilight would be a cool sister-in-law! She knows all that magic ‘n' everything!"
Granny Smith and Big Macintosh both seemed a bit put off by this, but Applejack just sighed. "Don't get too attached now. Me an' Twi already agreed to get it annulled. We're gonna do it as soon as possible."
"Aw," Apple Bloom sulked. "But you two would be so cute together!"
Applejack blushed, while Granny Smith snorted with suppressed laughter. "Well... I'm sorry," she said, "but we ain't stayin' together... an' I don't want no matchmakin' either!"
They were all pretty sure Big Mac was blushing under his coat, remembering the incident with Miss Cheerilee.
Apple Bloom kicked the ground, but muttered a forced "Okay..."
Rarity groaned as she finished her last sketch. She hung it on her billboard with the other five. The basic designs were done. Now all that was left was the labor.
She looked around her bedroom and workroom, a place she was not allowed to leave except under escort. There was a sewing machine, a few ponnequins, and a library of fabric and accessories of every color. Blueblood was keeping her well supplied, at least.
She was just getting out her first roll when Blueblood came in. Behind him were a few baggage handlers, carrying a generous amount of Rarity's things.
"Where do you want these put?" one of the workers asked.
"Clothes in the closet, fabrics near the workbench, I'll sort everything out later," the mare answered, returning to her work and making a point not to talk to Blueblood.
Unfortunately, the prince had something to say anyway. "As soon as we leave, get cleaned and put on your best dress."
Rarity froze, a chill running down down her back. "Whyever would I do that?" she asked icily.
"Our cover is that we're dating, remember? We need to put up the appearance. I would have liked to start this a month ago, but beggars can't be choosers, I suppose."
"No, no, no, no, no!" Rarity said quickly. "I absolutely refuse to partake in this! You are taking advantage of me..."
"Oh yes, how dare I treat you to a meal at a five-star restaurant." It was said without losing the smug tone, which annoyed her more than if it had been said sarcastically. "Honestly, it's either that or gruel."
"Gruel? How could you treat a lady like this?"
"Because the lady in question committed a felony and is being punished for it. Honestly, you might get some nice surroundings, but don't forget this is a prison, not a vacation."
Rarity gritted her teeth. She couldn't argue with that, which made it all the more infuriating.
"Your best dress. I have to be with a mare who looks good.”
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FINALLY, NEW CHAPTER!
AJ's "nuttin' special" wail was utterly heartbreaking. (I know this because it sent my own into sympathetic vibrations.)
Story progression! My favourite supper!
I admit I enjoyed this chapter. The Applejack related events were amusing and heart tugging, Twilight's introspection was hilarious - as was the Angel Bunny bit - and once more I hate Blueblood. Even when he isn't being a rat bastard he's being a rat bastard. Reminds me of Prince Charmles from Dragon Quest VIII.
I wonder if Blue Blood and Rarity will go any were in this story...
Awesome new chapter!
Now, here have some awesome images (NSFW 'cuz porn)!
...JUST KIDDING! spam lulz!
But in all seriousness, I love this story, and this chapter.
I loved it. And it was nice to see Rarity again.
'paint stripper', not 'paints stripper'
Though I have to say, the Shed.Mov ref was hilarious.
Oh lord, please tell me there isn't gonna be any actual Rarity/Blueblood. I really hate that character, even if he has a point. He's just insufferable.
That part made me laugh
so how often are the chapters gonna be rolling in now?
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My thought at that part:
I bet she keeps her 'tools' there too. The ones she can only use in her garden...
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This story is GREAT!
I did not need that, not after reading 3 different Slender blogs. otherwise great chapter.
Great!
>Applejack hung her head. We hardly left Ponyville in that time. I’m always out an’ about...”
This should have an opening quotation mark
>Irregardless, mah friends are gonna drift away from me one day
Here is the definition of "irregardless":
You should fix it, and I am a pompous asshole
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The irregardless was intentional. It's part of Applejack's Southern twang.
Pinkie and Big Mac are hilarious together.
Awesome new chapter and totally looking forward 2 more!
2458382 Okay. Have you fixed the other stuff yet?
Not that much humor? This had some of the biggest laughs! I know several mentioned you making fluffy light of Shed.mov, but I think my favorite part was Granny Smith fooling her grandchildren like that. I just pictured Granny saying that, and I was laughing so hard that I think I startled the neighbors!
Though my favorite part was Applejack lamenting about her stature and physical state. I always thought that was the hardest thing about relationships with her, because she's so dedicated to her family farm, that most anypony she's paired with would have troubles living separate life styles. Also, AJ would certainly have issues on how she looks, since her friends normally are considered the more beautiful, feminine, and/or attractive as far as ponies would consider them.
Then again... human AJ has NO problem looking good!
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I love this story so damn much. It has me laughing, has me thinking, and best of all, it's my favorite pairing (if anypony can keep Twilight down to earth, it's Applejack. ;) ). Just don't pair up Rarity and Blueblood... but then again, if THAT jerk could be likable, you definitely have the skills to do so.
"Um, well... okay... just stay out of my shed." Bwahahahahahahahaa!!!!!!! Nice reference.
You may want to know, at one point you used the word "orchid" instead of "orchard", and the word "Thee" instead of "The". Still, I really liked this chapter.
Oh god this is hilarious! I just wanted a laugh or two, but this story has me rolling in laughter. I like how there is actually a plot to this, not just a random shipfic! I like! Continue~
Damn you Angel!!!!
I have always hated you. And this just added to the fire of my hatred of you.
Poor AJ. She shouldn't be so down on herself. She has a lot of attractive qualities. Dependable, punctual, compassionate, and tough. I'd kill to find a real girl with those qualities. Okay, maybe not kill because that's a little off putting. Great chapter keep up the good work.
So I kinda expect some pinkiemac to happen sooner or later
Oh god oh god oh god......She might go in anyway for the derps...
another great chapter. keep em comin.
I'm actually glad this is more than just twijack. the other plots are interesting and keep me coming back just as much as the marriage thing
I thought this story was dead
I see what you did there.
Riiiiiiight, that's why.
My heart stopped for like three seconds.
You have described this and the last chapter as not being all that funny, but they each had me laughing hard enough that I had to take a break from reading
So, you know what? You keep writing whatever feels comfortable and natural, and I'll keep nearly laughing myself out of my chair. Deal?
2459441 Spike is spreading the wisdom.
I wanna punch Blueblood. No matter how anyone writes him he always comes off as a complete ass. Maybe he's just a character I love to hate or something. Anyway, good chapter.
i place my bits on all of this being one of Celestia jokes
warning, conspiracy time ahead
lets be serious, she has the political power, the founding to do so, also she knows Twi, and her lack of "experience" on certain aspects of life, now lets add that to the fact that this story is set after season 2 and even mid Season 3, since they know the Crystal Empire and the magical duel took place already because they mention the Alicorn amulet.
so Cadance exists in the world, who, as the Alicorn of love she knows stuff, so lets say Celestia talks with Cadance who knows Twilight since before she got his cutie mark being his foalsitter and all, about how she worries for Twilight´s love life, Proceed by Cadance telling her that she isn't so much worried due to the fact that she saw the growing love between Twi and AJ, Celestia being the ever impatient mare she is (a side effect of living thousands of years) makes plans and waits patiently for an opportunity
she keeps in touch with spike who told her that Twi got to a special party at the Apples farm, Celestia knows about the party because she herself got invited to one many generations back, so she places spies near the barn, when the two mares got all mushy and intimate due to the alcohol, they took the chance so a spy got disguised as one of her friends (which was already proven by the faux-Rarity that fooled Pinkie that i can be doable, yes i know they are not so naive, but lets remember that they where smashed so clear thinking was of the equation)
lets say they disguised as Pinkie, so the faux-Pinkie casually brings the idea of they getting married, which they agreed, Twilight thought that it would be the best way to make Applejack feel loved and to assure her that she would never be left alone in the farm, that and the feelings that made his way up to Twilight Consciousness, Applejack agrees because lets be honest, it seems as the idea was already in her of being in a relationship with Twilight, a quick trip to Las Pegasus and back courtesy of a royal carriage disguised as a taxi later, a quick note and a big fat bag of bits as bribe to Mayor Mare, and that is how the universe was made
Conspiracy time over
and holy smokes that is a big comment
i´m loving the story i lost count to how many times i have laughed my ass off reading this story have all of my likes and favs Darth Link 22, this is golden stuff.
P.S. who else is with me in the Conspiracy Train?
It's about damn time! This chapter was pretty good. I love the humor in it, and how the story is moving forward. Can't wait for more, although I hope I don't have to wait as long!
2459800 I approve of this theory.
Awesome update. I look forward to more!
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I absolutely agree with your theory.
But still awaiting to see the Sparkle family´s reaction to the wedding video.
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Both wrong! You meant Pants Stripper.
I actually like Blueblood in this story
Well thanks for nothing, Granny!
So were delving into what appears to be multiple ships:
Applejack x Twilight (confirmed)
Rainbow Dash x Fluttershy (confirmed)
Rarity x BlueBlood (very probable just because the interactions)
Pinkie x Macintosh (because Pinkie can't be left out. Her painting him was her show of affection)
I only questions if it's Luna or Celestia who bought off the Mayor to keep Applejack and Twilight married. I'll guess Celestia.
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I'm guessing both are the perpetrators here
It's funny, and I enjoyed it when it started. But I have changed so much since then and I can't stand seeing some of these ships (Flutterdash) or how the Changelings are villainous. I'm done, but good luck in the future. Like I said, it's me who has the problem.
2460610 Don't you mean Trollestia?
I like the TwiJack that's going on here.
I hope we actually get to see them in a relationship though. Far too many shipfics end right when the two characters get together.
I guess you could say their wedding was...
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Smashing
the bigger question twilight should have asked was what unicorn is strong enough to cast a binding spell on the rings strong enough that she has to do research in order to break it
I think it's awesome. I'd watch your grammar and such though. Wasn't as solid on this chapter.
damn good fic so far