• Published 15th Jan 2013
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TwiMacVerse Part 3: The Apple of My Bulls Eye - ThatBronyWithTheClipOns

Sweet Apple Acres gets help from cousin Braeburn and his best buddy Mal, who Applejack has never been a big fan of. And in between all that, a certain pink party pony also finds romance, and we see more of our TwiMac couple.

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Chapter 4: A Tour of Ponyville and Feelings

Pinkie Pie took Braeburn all over Ponyville, showing him ever single site she could think of.

“This is Rarity’s shop, the Carousel Boutique,” said Pinkie Pie. “This is where she makes all her fancy clothes for ponies all over Equestria. She’s made mine and my friend’s gowns for the Grand Galloping Gala, and did all the dresses for the Royal Wedding of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor!”

“Well ah’ll be,” said Braeburn in surprise.

“She also makes special jewel studded outfits for pop sensation, Sapphire Shores,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

“No way,” said a shocked Braeburn.

“Big super duper way,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

“That’s amazin,” exclaimed Braeburn. “Ah knew she made stuff fer the princess for fancy occasions. But ah had no idea she also made outfits for celebrities!”

“She sure does,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie then took Braeburn to the town market place.

“This is where most ponies come to do their sales,” said Pinkie Pie. “Mostly fruits and veggies, like Applejack with her apples of course, and Rarity will come here to collect fabrics for various projects. Though, I guess this is nothing new, since you have markets back in Appleoosa.”

“True, but markets tend to vary from town to town,” said Braeburn.

“I guess you have a point there,” said Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie proceeded to show Braeburn the schoolhouse, town hall, the various houses, Fluttershy’s cottage with her many animals, and finally Pinkie’s place of work.

“And the best location of all,” continued Pinkie Pie. “Sugarcube Corner! Home to the most delicious pastries in all of Ponyville! We have the ribbons and trophies to prove it!”

Pinkie took Braeburn into the bakery to show off the various goodies it had to offer. The aromas immediately took over Braeburn’s sense.

“Well golly,” exclaimed Breaburn. “That certainly is a heavenly smell! I could live in a place like this.”

“I do live here,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie with a big grin. “I sleep in the spare room above the bakery. My employers and tenants, Mr. and Mrs. Cake also live here along with their twin ponies, Pumpkin and Pound Cake. Ooh, wait, I’ll introduce you!”

Pinkie Pie sped off and almost instantly came back with Mr. and Mrs. Cake and the Cake twins.

“Breaburn Apple, meet Carrot Cake, Cup Cake, owners of Sugarcube Corner,” Pinkie Pie introduced. “And this is their son, Pound Cake and daughter, Pumpkin Cake. Mr. and Mrs. Cake, this is Applejack‘s cousin, Braeburn Apple, from Appleoosa.”

“Pleasure to meet ya,” said Braeburn.

“Likewise,” said Mr. and Mrs. Cake together.

Braeburn, like any other pony, noticed something different about the Cake twins.

“Hey, how come one’s a unicorn and the other’s a pegasus,” asked Braeburn.

“Distant family genetics,” Carrot Cake said nervously, afraid that Braeburn wouldn’t believe it as many others didn’t.

“Sounds reasonable to me,” said Braeburn. “Genetics can throw ya a wild card from time to time. Ah’m from a family of mostly earth ponies, but ah got a distant cousin who’s a pegasus. Yer youngans are awfully cute, too!”

“Thank you very much,” said Mrs. Cake. “They’re a hoof full, but still our pride and joy.”

“Aw heck, every kid has their wild moment,” said Braeburn. “Celestia knows I used to be a pretty wild colt back in the day.”

“So what brings you to Ponyville,” asked Mr. Cake.

“Here to help out mah cousins at Sweet Apple Acres,” said Braeburn. “Twilight’s far along, as ya’ll probably know, so Big Macintosh wants to make sure he’s there for her as much as possible. Ah brought my best buddy along with me as well, fer some extra help. But we didn’t plan to do any work today, so ah figured ah’d have Pinkie Pie here give me a tour of Ponyville.”

“That’s very noble of you,” said Mrs. Cake.

“They are mah kin,” said Braeburn. “Family sticks together!”

“He’s quite the colt, Pinkie,” said Mrs. Cake. “You certainly know how to pick them.”

Pinkie went a little red from Mrs. Cake’s remark.

“Oh, well, um, he’s just a friend you know,” fumbled Pinkie Pie.

“Yeah, just friends,” said Braeburn, also turning red.

“Can’t have too many friends,” commented Mr. Cake. “We should probably get back to the kitchen now. Very nice meeting you, Braeburn.”

Mr. and Mrs. Cake, along with the twins, went back into kitchen area of the bakery, leaving Pinkie and Braeburn alone.

“Well this has been a fun day,” said Braeburn. “Whatcha wanna do now?”

“Oh, whatever you wanna do,” said Pinkie Pie.

“Well ah can’t really think of anything in particular,” said Braeburn. “So you think of somehthin.”

“Well nothing is fine with me,” said Pinkie Pie.

“Don’t ya ever do things fer yerself,” said Braeburn.

“Well, sure I do,” said Pinkie Pie. “I'll go see what my friends are doing…”

“Well, that aint the same,” interrupted Braeburn. “When was the last time ya just did somethin fer yerself?”

“Um, well, I never really thought about it,” said Pinkie Pie.

“Ah mean, sure, doin things with friend is nice an all,” said Braeburn. “But sometimes ya gotta do what makes ya happy.”

“Well, doing things for others makes me happy,” said Pinkie Pie.

“That’s nice an all,” said Braeburn. “But, does that give you time fer other things?”

“Like what,” asked Pinkie Pie.

“Like romance,” said Braeburn.

“I don’t really have anypony special,” said Pinkie Pie. “I guess I haven’t really looked. Then again, there aren’t nearly as many male ponies as there are female, and most of them have been spoken for by my friends.”

“What about out of town ponies,” asked Braeburn.

“Don’t know a lot of those,” said Pinkie Pie. “I guess there’s you. But we’re just friends.”

“Would you mind bein more than that,” asked Braeburn, with total seriousness.

“Are…are you serious,” asked Pinkie Pie, getting very wide eyed from Braeburn’s question.

“Pinkie…ah’ve had some feelins fer ya fer quite a while now,” said Braeburn. “Yer a really energetic mare. Yer really nice, love to help out others, love parties and celebratin, and if you don’t mind me sayin, yer also mighty pretty.”

“How come you never said anything before,” asked Pinkie Pie.

“Ah never thought ah’d really get to say these things to ya,” said Braeburn. “Once Applejack asked fer mah help, ah knew it would be an opportunity to tell ya how ah felt. Ah’m not sayin we need to start being special someponies right away. Ah’m an old fashioned kinda colt an ah’m all about courtin and gettin to know ya an everyting. So…would ya like to go out with me sometime while ah’m here?”

Pinkie Pie had never been asked out before. She figured most colts didn’t think she was approachable because of her hyperactive nature. It didn’t really bother her though, because she found plenty of fun things to do besides go out on dates. She didn’t know Braeburn as well as the ponies in town, but she knew he was a really nice pony; and he also liked greeting ponies and throwing parties.

“Uh, Pinkie,” asked Braeburn.

“I’d love to go out with you sometime,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

“Fantastic,” exclaimed Braeburn. “Not sure when ah’ll be free though. There’s gonna be a lot of farm work for the next few weeks.”

“Well, I can help you out on the farm some,” said Pinkie Pie. “We can talk while working, and then later have a proper date!”

“Sounds like a mighty fine idea,” said Braeburn. “Ah should probably head back to the farm now. Applejack is probably getting annoyed with Mal, and she probably wants to go over some plans on what we’re gonna do on the farm. Ya can come by tomorrow if ya like.”

“If I’m free,” said Pinkie Pie. “I have this job of course, and I foalsit the twins.”

“No problem,” said Braeburn. “Whenever either of us is free, lets have one of us stop by the farm or here and see what we can do from there.”

“Okie dokie lokie,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie.

“Ah’ll see ya around, Pinkie,” said Braeburn nervously, turning bright red.

“Have a good one, Braeburn,” said Pinkie, also turning red.

Soon as Braeburn was out of the bakery, Pinkie started bouncing off the walls in excitement.

“Ohmygoshohmygosohmygosh,” she exclaimed. “My very first date ever! I can’t believe it! This is super duper extra special fantastic awesome fun time go!”

Author's Note:

Now don't go thinking that because I established this romance quickly, that this story will be short. I plan to make this as long or longer than the first sequel in this series of mine.