> A Thousand Words > by Dr-Moon-Moon-PhD > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > A Thousand Words > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Applebloom paced around her dressing room, her white silk dress still wrapped on the beige pony model against the wall. She stopped and sighed, walking over to the vanity. She looked at herself; under eyes baggy and dark with stress, her mane a mess, her eyes dull. She was in shape to even attend a marriage, nonetheless be a bride. In her fit of self loathing, she heard a knock on the door, followed by it opening and revealing her older sister, who looked shocked by the reflection she saw in the mirror. "Now Applebloom, Ah understand we aren't a real fancy family, but you can't really look like this on your wedding day." she said, coming forward to her sister. Applebloom let out a small sigh. "I know but, I was really over my head planning this." she looked over to her sister with her eyes filled with concern. "I was thinkin' of asking Scootaloo if we could postpone for a day or two, but she was just to excited, I didn't wanna let her down." Applejack put her hoof on her shoulder. "Ah know how you are: always trying for things you can't always do. A lot like me. Look, how 'bouts Ah get Rarity in here to fix you up a bit, and Ah can walk you out once your ready?" Applebloom bit her lip, but nodded her head, a small smile curling her lips. "Yeah, I'd really appreciate that." Applejack smiled and removed herself, leaving to go retrieve the high standard unicorn. Applebloom let out a small sigh, somewhat worried as to what she would do to her. It didn't take too long for Applejack to return with Rarity. The second she caught sight of Appleblooms deshoveled look, she let out a gasp and her eyes widened, immediately coming forward to fix her up. Soon, Applebloom found herself huddled on the floor as Rarity combed through her red rats nest, close to a bloody lip with how hard she was biting down to distract herself from her other pain. Once Rarity had finally got it to a 'decent' level, she applied a light makeup to her under eyes, trying to hide the darkness. As she did so, Applebloom rubbed her head, sore from all the pulling and tugging. "Now, Applebloom, how did you manage to get yourself into such a mess? I mean, your always a mess, much like your sister," Applejack rolled her eyes at this. "but it's never quite this bad." Applebloom opened her eyes back up, looking at Rarity as she cleaned the soot of her hooves. "I had a huge order last night, didn't really get much sleep, combined with the stress of setting this all up." "I understand the ceremony, wanting to make it perfect and all, but what kind of order couldn't wait until later?" Rarity asked, having just cleaned off her last hoof. "Got commissioned by a bunch of sellswords. I had to deliver them by this morning, and I didn't have much finished before yesterday, so I kinda had to pull an all nighter." Applebloom sighed, remembering how tired she was and how much her hooves yearned for rest after so much iron work. "You said you didn't sleep much, not that you didn't sleep at all." Applejack noted, crossing her hooves and raising a brow. "It may have been a teeny tiny white lie." Applebloom murmured as Rarity finished blending the makeup to match her coat. "Okay, quickly now, get your dress on. You don't have much time now, Applebloom." Rarity fret, ignoring Applejacks prying and pushing Applebloom towards the model wearing her dress. Her wedding dress. Nervously, Applebloom took in off the model, pulling it over head and sticking her two front hooves inside the sleeves. She pulled the veil off the head, throwing it up and walking under it, it landing crooked on. "Lemme fix that for ya', sugar cube." Applejack said, coming towards her sister and adjusting the veil, pulling it over to cover her face. "Ah'm so proud of you, Applebloom. Now c'mon little sis, don't wanna keep your new wife waiting, now do we?" Rarity quickly went to return to her seat next to Sweetie Belle as Applejack and Applebloom walked out, and just in time for Octavia and Vinyl to start up their music. Applejack walked Applebloom down the aisle, holding hooves with her young, and lucky, sister. Once they reach the end, Applebloom sat down on her hind legs, her heart pounding and her breathing having become practically hyperventilating as she passed all the seated guests. Then, she heard it. The second pair of hooves nearing the end as Scootaloo was guided by Rainbow Dash to join her. Her heart jumped to her throat, thumping uncontolably as the love of her life neared her. 'So close.' she thought. 'So close to the final moment.' Finally, after what felt like a millennium, they stopped, Scootaloo coming forward and standing in front of her. Applebloom could barely see her veiled face beyond her own. Then Mayor Mare came forward, saying that the two brides had words to share. Applebloom cleared her throat, her eyes locked on where she assumed Scootaloo's where. "You are the most amazing mare I've had the pleasure meeting. You're amazing, spectator, alluring, funny, blinding-" "What are you, a dictionary?" Scootaloo interrupted. "Mayor Mare, if you'd please." Applebloom let out a goofy smile, not surprised by Scootaloo's outburst. 'Never been a time waster.' With a cough, Mayor Mare continued, reciting their marriage vows. "Do you, Applebloom, take Scootaloo as your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do." "And do you, Scootaloo, take Applebloom as your lawfully wedded wife?" "You bet." "Then I announce you: Mare and Mare!" They both removed the veils, finally seeing one another. For a brief moment, Applebloom could see the light shining down from the stained windows above lighting up Scootaloo's face, bathing her in a rainbow, with her eyes full of love and excitement before Scootaloo raised a hoof and pulled her by the neck, taking her in a passionate kiss. All Applebloom could hear was her heartbeat and the loud cheers of the guests. 'I could never ask for better.' Applebloom thought. 'Not like better existed.'