After the events of the apple family reunion, Applebloom receives a letter from her favorite cousin. This isn't out of the norm for these two fillies as they often write each other but this letter is different...
After the events of the apple family reunion, Applebloom receives a letter from her favorite cousin. This isn't out of the norm for these two fillies as they often write each other but this letter is different. As the farm pony reads on, she blushes furiously as her cousin describes in graphical detail what she did last night and confesses that she was thinking about her when she did it. Thinking it was some kind of joke by her cousin, she decides to "play along" and writes back to her asking her to tell her more.
Morning came all too early as it did most days for the farm pony. She pulled the sheets over her head to block out the sun glaring through the window.
“Come on Applebloom, rise and shine there, surgarcube!”, Applejack could be heard saying as she walked into the room. She pulled the sheets off the filly, who shivered in recoil as the comfort of her warm blankets was stolen from her.
“Give me five more minutes...”, the sleepy filly replied drowsily with her eyes still closed. She reached down with her right front hoof, in a vain attempt to grab the sheets and pull them back over her head.
“Up and at ‘em, sleepyhead! Ya got your mornin’ chores to do and then it's off to school with ya”, the farm pony replied.
She left the room afterwards, only to stick her head back in a few moments later, to see the filly slowly reaching down with her hind hooves to pull the blankets back up.
“Ah guess Ah'll be keepin’ this here letter Ah got from your cousin yesterday, then...”
Upon hearing this, Applebloom’s eyes shot wide open and looked as if she was completely awake and alert. “Babs sent me a letter?! Why didn't ya give it to me yesterday?!”, she exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and ran over to her older sister, who chuckled.
“You were out all day with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, doin’ that crusadin you always do, and when ya got back you went to bed without so much as a good night”, Applejack replied, looking at the farm filly with a knowing look.
“Oh yeah, Ah guess Ah did”, Applebloom remarked sheepishly before her eyes lit back up again. “So ya gonna give me the letter or what?”
Applejack hesitated for a moment, as if she was debating on whether or not to hold the letter over the filly's head in order to give her the incentive to do her morning chores. However, she ended up handing it to her instead.
“Ya best be gettin’ to doin’ those chores soon”, the farm pony said sternly, watching the filly run over to her bed and begin to open the envelope.
“Ah will, after Ah'm done readin’ and writin’ her back, Ah promise!”, Applebloom replied as she pulled the letter out.
“Alright, Ah got mah mornin’ chores to be doin’ mahself, so Ah'll let ya get to readin’ your cousin’s letter”, Applejack said, leaving the filly to read the letter.
To my cousin Applebloom,
How has the country life been treatin ya? It's been the same here with the exception of a few other fillies who are wantin to become cutie mark crusaders over here. Things have been pretty dull without you around though.
Though last night was interestin though. See I was hangin around with those fillies I told you about who are wantin to become cutie mark crusaders and one of them started goin on about their cousins. It started out like just some harmless gossip and all dat but then she started goin on about walkin in on the two doin the bunny thump and I mean really describin it. I didn't really think about it much till I got home dat night. Then it just stuck itself in my head and wouldn't go away. I soon found myself all hot and bothered and had to relieve myself. It started out as the usual ya know? Rubbin myself down there, workin myself up for the big gush but then somethin strange happened.
Your face got stuck in my head somehow and before I knew it I was really gettin into it as I stroked myself. And I mean REALLY gettin into it. I was already soakin the bed by the time I was half way to the big gush and the more I pictured you and me doin it, the more I got into it and before I knew it my big gush hit me so hard I could have sworn that my body felt like the Manehattan express had just hit me!
I think I'm deveopin a crush on ya cuz.
Anyways, I'm gonna send this letter off to ya before I change my mind.
Lookin forward to your reply,
Babs
Applebloom laid the letter down with a crimson red blush on her face. “She was fantasizin’ ‘bout me?!”, the farm pony remarked aloud in a hushed voice, nearly unable to believe what she had just read. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she thought it was some kind of joke.
“That's all it is! It's just some big joke. Bet it’s the new big thing goin’ on in Manehattan these days. Well, two can play at this game!” The farm pony exclaimed with a devious grin as she began to write her reply on a separate piece of paper.
To my cousin Babs Seed,
Wow, you too? I guess we both got it bad then! I was fantasizin bout you just last week and I thought I was plum crazy for it. Say, why don't ya give me some pictures of ya? Ya know, so I can see more of that side of ya, if you get my meanin, hehe . Your cousin,
Applebloom
“Heh heh... This'll teach her to play a prank on me. Next letter Ah get will be her sayin’ it was all a joke and laughin’ along with me for gettin her back,” the filly remarked aloud with an audible giggle as she folded up the letter, sealed it, picked it up with her mouth and ran downstairs.
“Well, that was fast! Ya done writin’ back to her already? This had got to be some kind of record here,” Applejack remarked with a smirk when Applebloom handed her the sealed envelope.
“Lay off me big sis, Ah got chores to be gettin’ done”, she replied quickly and ran out the door.
“Never saw her in a hurry to be doin’ her chores before. Hmm...”, the farm pony remarked curiously as she looked at the door closing behind her little sister.
LATER THAT DAY AFTER SCHOOL...
As much as the farm pony tried, without school to detract her, her cousin's letter was on her mind now as she lay on the porch of her house basking in the sunlight. “Ah've heard of pranks, but to actually be describin’ herself bein’ soakin’ wet and picturin’ me while...”, Applebloom thought to herself, but trailed off in her thoughts with an audible shudder. “It was just a prank... right?”, the farm pony remarked aloud nervously.
“What was just a prank? You been pullin’ a few jokes on some ponies little sis?”, Applejack asked casually as she walked out of the front door, causing the filly to nearly jump out of her skin.
“Y-Yeah... heh”, Applebloom replied nervously. Her sister gave her a stern glance.
“Nothin too extreme, Ah hope. A prank is all in good fun, but if ya overdo it... things can get out of control mighty quick”, the farm pony warned before she walked past her little sister and towards the orchards. “Ah'm off to do some applebuckin’, stay out of trouble ‘till Ah get back, ya hear?”
“A-Ah will!”, the filly stuttered and though she hadn't been asked what the prank was about, she somehow felt more nervous than ever. Her sister's words haunted her now like a specter that never left your bedroom and kept you awake all night with its constant racket. “Oh please let it be a prank, because if it's not... Ah just opened a can of worms the size of the Sweet Apple Acres!”
ONE WEEK LATER...
An uneventful week came and went for the filly and for the most part, the letter her cousin sent her was the farthest from her mind. But when it did manage to creep its way into her thoughts, she would immediately find something to take her mind off it.
That is, until today.
“Hey Applebloom, got another letter addressed to ya from your cousin!”, Applejack exclaimed when the filly came home from school.
“Really?!”, she replied excitedly, the events of last week not even close to her mind when she quickly grabbed the letter with her mouth and rushed upstairs to open it.
Applebloom quickly tore the seal off the envelope and poured the contents of it out... only for more than a letter to come tumbling out from it.
“What in tarnation?!” The filly exclaimed as her eyes scanned what turned out to be about five photographs of her cousin.
But these weren't your normal pictures.
The filly's face went beat red and her chest ice-cold as she looked at each photograph of her cousin in different provocative positions, with a hoof between her hind legs and a saucy expression to boot. Seemingly unable to tear her eyes away from them for a time, her senses eventually caught up with her, at which point she immediately picked up the attached letter and began to read it.
Hey cuz,
I can't tell ya how happy I am to hear you feel the same way about me! It really sent my heart aflutter I tell ya. Anyways, I got some great news for ya!
I'm comin over to visit ya all this weekend! Ya know what this means right?
Me and you can catch up on a lot of stuff and if your feelin up to it we can even have some fun after Applejack and Big Macintosh go to sleep, if ya get my meanin, hehe.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy the pictures I took of myself, I can't tell ya how hard it was to ask my parents to let me barrow their camera and develop those pictures in the bathroom! Lost a full nights sleep gettin those pictures taken and developed for ya, but it was worth it! Hope you enjoy them, hehe!
Your cousin,
Babs Seed
P.S. I sent another letter along with this one for Applejack and Big Macintosh. Don't let them see this one or those pictures!
“Oh.... buck!”
“Applebloom! Language!”, Applejack’s voice came from down the hall. “Ah know you weren't brought up with that kind of potty-mouth!”
Suddenly a sound of trotting could be heard, which was growing louder by the second. The pictures of her cousin baring it all for her immediately came to the front of the filly's mind. In a panic, she quickly grabbed them the best way she could and shoved them under her pillow along with the letter, mere moments before her big sister showed up in her doorway.
“What in tarnation would make ya use profanity for?”, Applejack asked, stepping into the room to see the filly looking really nervous. It struck her as odd. “Somethin’ goin’ on here, surgarcube?”, the farm pony asked suspiciously, staring at the filly as if she was attempting to read her mind.
“N-Nope! Nothin’!”, Applebloom replied a little too quickly.
“Uh-huh... ya mind showin’ me what ya stuffed under that pillow of yours, then?”, Applejack asked. She walked over to the filly's bed, only to get a letter shoved in her face.
“Babs is comin over to visit! See?!”, Applebloom exclaimed, hoping this would distract the farm pony from searching her bed.
“Well buck me into zap apple harvest, so she is. Guess we better make preparations”, Applejack replied as her eyes scanned the contents of the letter, at which point Applebloom yanked her big sister by the tail.
“So come on! We need to get those apples bucked, so we can spend all weekend with her!”, the filly said, doing her best to continue to drive her big sister’s mind away from wondering what was under her pillows.
“Alright, alright, no need to yank mah tail, surgarcube”, Applejack replied, turning about-face and following the filly out her door, much to her relief.
Though as the two walked out to the apple orchard, the filly gave an audible gulp when the situation completely settled in on her mind.
The weekend Babs was supposed to be visiting was only a day away now. Applebloom was going stir-crazy thinking about it, so she turned to the two ponies in Ponyville she knew she could trust.
“Your cousin has a what on you?!”, Sweetie Belle asked in disbelief, her voice cracking when she exclaimed these words as the three sat in their clubhouse.
“Wow, that's must be a little awkward for you”, Scootaloo remarked, looking at the farm filly with concern.
“That's not all”, Applebloom replied. She then reached into her saddle-bag and tossed the photographs in front of her fellow crusaders. The two fillies’ eyes went wide, both sharing the same crimson red blush. “See, Ah thought it was some kind of joke and wrote her back trying to play her own game, but then she sent me THESE!”
“Wow” was all the unicorn filly could say, her voice hitting the lowest pitch it could go, seemingly in her astonishment.
“Mind if I keep one of these?”, the pegasus asked with a grin as she picked one up and stared at it.
Applebloom yanked it out of her hooves with her mouth and stuffed it back in her saddle-bag, along with the other photographs.
“That's mah cousin you're talkin’ ‘bout there! And no way! But that's not the worst part, she's comin’ to visit this weekend and she thinks Ah got the hots for her!”, the farm pony said, her voice and expression looking positively panicked.
“Well, it's obvious what you need to do, isn't it?”, Scootaloo replied. Applebloom clearly wasn't following though. “When she gets here, just drag her to the side and tell her you thought it was all a harmless joke. I'm sure she'll understand, and you will be able to have fun the rest of the weekend like you normally do.”
“Why didn't Ah think of that?!”, Applebloom blurted out. She let out a sigh as relief washed over her.
“Probably because you were too busy panicking over the photographs and the letter”, Sweetie Belle remarked with a smirk. Moments later, the three burst into spontaneous laughter.
“Thanks fillies, Ah'm glad Ah come to you two first ‘bout this. Sure as hay is a load off mah mind now”, Applebloom declared with a smile.
THAT WEEKEND...
The Ponyville express stopped at the station, where Applebloom waited with her big sister for her cousin to step out.
“Excited to be spendin’ time with your cousin, Applebloom?”, Applejack asked. She looked down at her little sister, who seemed to be fidgeting at the spot.
“Th-Thrilled”, the filly replied, doing her best to hide her nervousness.
“It's really easy”, she thought to herself, “just pull her to the side when we get back to the Sweet Apple Acres and tell her that it was all a big misunderstandin’. No biggy.” Just as Applebloom finished thinking that, her cousin stepped out from the train. She looked about herself, spotted her relatives as they waved to her, and ran over to them.
“Hey Aunt Applejack! Hey cuz!”, Babs exclaimed happily to the two. She gave Applebloom a subtle wink, which caused the filly to begin to sweat bullets.
“Hope you're starvin’”, Applejack spoke up with a wide smile, “cause we got a nice big Apple family meal planned for ya.”
She turned around and began to walk off the platform, followed by Babs and Applebloom. The latter made sure there was a decent distance between them, so she could talk to her cousin.
“Listen, uh, Babs, ‘bout those letters...”, she began, only for Babs to throw a hoof around her and pull her close, much to the filly's discomfort.
“Don't worry bout it cuz, we'll have plenty of time to talk bout that later”, the city filly replied with a smirk.
“No, ya don't understand, it's just that--”, Applebloom began, but her cousin already run ahead of her and up to Applejack.
“So what's on the menu, Aunt A-J?”, Babs asked cheerfully as she walked next to her aunt.
“Like Ah said, hope you're starvin’, because we got plenty for ya to eat and then some! Course, after you're done stuffin’ yourselves, you can run all that off with your cousin”, Applejack replied, looking at her niece with a wide smile. “Ya two got anythin’ special planned for this weekend?”
“Oh yeah... in fact, ya could say this is a weekend we'll never forget”, Babs replied with an equally wide smile. She turned to look behind herself and gave Applebloom a seductive grin, which caused the filly to smile back nervously.
“Ah need to clear this mess up mighty quick, ‘fore Ah end up with her hoof between mah hind legs!”, Applebloom thought to herself dramatically with yet another audible shudder.
* * *
Applejack, Big Macintosh, Granny Smith, Applebloom, and Babs sat now at the lunch table. It was filled to the brim with the Apple family specialties, ranging from items as simple as apple dumplings, to as grand as the Apple family's signature triple apple caramel surprise.
“So, how's the city life been treatin’ ya over there? Makin’ any new friends?”, Applejack asked curiously just before she shoved a serving of apple pie into her mouth.
“Oh yeah, made a few friends just last week actually”, Babs replied casually, stuffing an apple dumpling into her mouth. She waited until she swallowed before continuing. “Course there's still those bullies pickin’ on me for not havin’ a cutiemark still, but thanks to you and Applebloom I know how to deal with that now.”
“Don't ya be worrin’ your head ‘bout not having a cutie mark youngin, it'll appear when the time is right“, Granny Smith piped up. “Why, Ah remember when Ah was your age...”
“Here we go again...” Applebloom remarked under her breath with a dejected sigh, seeing that Granny is about to ramble on about her fillyhood years once again.
Suddenly, the filly jumped up in surprise as a hoof ran over left hind-leg. She looked over, and saw Babs with a coy smirk on her face.
“Well, Ah'm plum stuffed, yeah, Ah'm gonna go and get some fresh air now”, Applebloom said suddenly, abruptly scooting her chair out and stepping away from the table.
Applejack gave a glance over at the filly's plate, taking note of the fact she had barely touched anything. “What in tarnation is up with that filly today?”, Applejack asked curiously.
“No idea”, Babs replied just before stuffing yet another apple dumpling into her mouth.
* * *
“That was TOO CLOSE! Just a few more inches to the right and she could have been touchin’ mah teats! Ah need to put a stop to this ‘fore it really gets out of hoof!”, Applebloom remarked as she paced back and forth on the porch of her house.
About fifteen minutes later Babs could be seen stepping outside, at which point Applebloom rushed over to her. “Hey Babs, listen--”
“I know, I was bein’ silly”, Babs cut her off. “Doing that in the dinin’ room and all. Sorry for makin’ ya feel nervous, cuz”, she said with a smile, placing a hoof on her shoulder.
“No, that's not--”
“But don't ya worry, I won't do anythin’ like that again”, the city filly continued, cutting off Applebloom once again.
“Would you listen to--”
“’Sides, the real fun can begin tonight. So ‘till then, let’s just hang out like we always do”, Babs finished and she ran off afterwards, never letting the farm filly finish.
“Oh, horseapples!”, Applebloom cried loudly in frustration.
“Applebloom! What have Ah said ‘bout usin’ profanity in this house?!”, Granny Smith could be heard shouting from inside the house. “Don't make me come out there and wash your mouth out with soap, youngin!”
“Sorry Granny Smith!”, Applebloom called back. She then promptly ran off to chase down her cousin, only to find her talking to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.
“Hey cuz, guess who came over to visit?!”, Babs exclaimed enthusiastically, making a gesture with her right hoof to Applebloom's friends.
“Hey, let’s play hide and seek!”, Applebloom suggested suddenly.
“That sounds like fun. Who's gonna be it?”, Babs replied, being all for the idea of the game.
“Me, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo! Y'all get a five minutes head start, since it's all three of us lookin for ya”, Applebloom replied with a smile.
“Okay then, close your eyes and start countin’!”, Babs responded, at which point the three fillies slammed their eyes shut and began counting loudly.
Only Applebloom peeked with one eye to make sure Babs wasn't within earshot. Once she was sure, she tapped the other two on the shoulder.
“Uh, Applebloom, we haven't counted to five minutes yet”, Scootaloo remarked, looking at her with confusion.
“Ah know, but this is important!”, Applebloom replied in a hushed tone.
“What's wrong?”, Sweetie Belle asked, opening her eyes now as well.
“Babs still thinks Ah got the hots for her!”, Applebloom said, looking panicked.
“Didn't you tell her it was all a big misunderstanding?”, Scootaloo asked curiously.
“Ah tried, but every time Ah tried to tell her, somethin’ would happen or she wouldn't let me finish tellin’ her!”, Applebloom explained and began pacing back and forth. “What am Ah gonna do? It's not like she's gonna let me get a word in to tell her, and at this rate she's gonna start makin’ moves on me tonight in bed!”
“And that's a bad thing?”, Scootaloo asked with a smirk, only to get a glare from both Sweetie Belle and Applebloom. “Okay, okay, bad joke. So how about you have her sleep in the guest bedroom then? That's all the way downstairs, right? There's no way she can sneak past Applejack's room with those creaky floorboards of yours”, the pegasus suggested.
“You're right! That's a great idea, Scootaloo!”, Applebloom replied, feeling mild relief wash over her once again.
“What if one of us tell her instead?”, Sweetie Belle suggested.
“She doesn't know that Ah told y'all, and Ah doubt she would believe ya anyways”, the farm pony responded. “Ah know this orchard like the back of mah hoof, so you two just sit here while Ah go search for her. Maybe Ah can get her to listen long enough so Ah can avoid havin’ to think of any more ideas if this plan of ours doesn't work”, she explained and ran off immediately afterwards.
Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo watched her go away. After a few moments, Scootaloo spoke up:
“Ya know Sweetie Belle”, she started with a nervous expression, “I'm no expert, but if I were her right now, I wouldn't be running off alone into a big apple orchard with a filly who has the hots for me.”
“You don't think she would...!” Sweetie Belle began to say, only to trail off with a panicked expression.
“If I was Babs, I know I would.”
At this point, both fillies nodded at one another and ran off into the orchard, hoping to find Babs before Applebloom did.
* * *
“Are you sure you saw her go in this direction?”, Scootaloo asked with an annoyed expression.
“Of course I did! I saw her tail sticking out and then she ran off in this direction”, Sweetie Belle replied heatedly, feeling insulted by the pegasus' lack of confidence in her spotting skills.
The two fillies continued to walk for some time until both of them saw a purple tail sticking out from behind a bush.
“Alright”, Scootaloo whispered, “on the count of three... One.... Two....THREE!”
The two yanked the bushes open, shouting “Found you!”... only to see a dog with a purple brush attached to its tail.
“Bark, bark!”, the dog responded to them, tackling Sweetie Belle to the ground and beginning to mercilessly lick her face.
“Winona?!”, Scootaloo shouted in surprise. “But if we've been following Winona all this time, than that means...”
Scootaloo looked about the orchard with a panicked expression. She and Sweetie Belle quickly exchanged glances.
“HORSEAPPLES!”
* * *
The farm pony was now walking around the apple orchard, looking for her cousin in every single hiding place she knew of.
“Just track her down and tell her it was all a big misunderstandin’, shouldn't be too hard”, Applebloom remarked aloud nervously as she was going from one hiding spot to another.
Unknown to the filly, a pair of eyes was staring straight at her hindquarters from within a bush. Moments later, the farm pony found herself tackled to the ground by the city filly.
“Guess you found me”, Babs said coyly, looking at her cousin who smiled back nervously.
“Y-Yeah, ‘bout that, listen, Ah--!”, Applebloom began to say, only to feel a hoof trailing down her left hind leg and moving towards her inner thigh, at which point she scooted away the best she could ‘till her back was against a tree.
“No need to be nervous cuz, it's just us two. And Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle think I'm halfway across the apple orchard by now”, Babs replied with a smirk.
“H-How did you manage that one?”, the farm pony asked nervously as Babs began to walk towards her slowly.
“Winona helped me out. All it took was me putting a purple brush on her tail and sending her off in the opposite direction than myself. So we have plenty of time now”, Babs replied and placed a hoof on Applebloom's cheek with a smirk.
“B-Babs, listen to me for one cotton pickin’ second!”, Applebloom flustered with a deep blush.
“What's up? Not ready yet?”, Babs asked curiously as she ran a hoof down her upper chest, slowly moving it down and getting dangerously close to the farm pony's teats, the distance decreasing with each second.
“N-No! That's not it, it's just that--”
“Hey Applebloom, ya over there?!”, Applebloom heard her big sister's voice, cutting her off.
“Horseapples... guess we really will have to wait ‘till tonight”, Babs cursed under her breath before she stepped away from the filly, much to Applebloom's relief. “Over here Aunt A-J! We were just playin’ hide and seek and Applebloom found me”, Babs called back moments later.
Applejack could be seen stepping from behind some bushes into clear view.
“Applebloom, what have Ah said about runnin’ so far into the apple orchard without me or Big Macintosh with ya? There's more than apple trees out here, ya know”, the farm pony scolded, to which Applebloom flattened her ears.
“Sorry big sis, we got carried away in our game Ah guess”, the filly replied with a nervous smile.
“How'd you find us anyways, Aunt Applejack?”
“Ah just happened to be buckin’ this quarter of the orchard today when Ah heard y'all talkin’ over here”, Applejack responded. “Anyways, it's nearly dinner time, Ah reckon y'all will have plenty of time to be playin’ after dinner. Ah already sent Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo home, so ya don't have to worry ‘bout trackin’ those two down. So come with me back to the house.”
* * *
Applebloom, Babs, and Applejack made it back to the Apple family home in twenty minutes, at which point Applebloom pulled her older sister off to the side.
“Say big sis, ya think Babs could use the guest bedroom?”, Applebloom asked.
“What's wrong with her stayin’ in your room?”, Applejack asked, looking confused.
“Ah'm a growin filly! Ah like mah privacy at night ya know!”, Applebloom exasperated, doing her best to put on a valiant act.
“This wouldn't have anythin’ to do with whatever ya stuffed under that pillow of yours, would it?”, Applejack asked curiously, at which point the filly's chest went ice-cold and her mind raced, struggling to think of anything to say to this.
Applejack sighed.
“Ah respect your privacy, little sis”, she began, “and Ah won't ask what ya stuffed under there, but if it's what Ah think it is, ya best not be tellin’ me ‘bout it. Last thing Ah need to know is what mah little sis is doin’ behind closed doors, if ya get my meanin’.”
Applejack’s face slowly turned a slight shade of green, as if she had pictured something she didn't want to. She shook her head and quickly walked towards the house.
“Lets just leave it as a ‘you don't tell me, and Ah won't ask’. How's that sound?”
“Uh, sure! That sounds like a good plan!”, Applebloom replied, once again feeling relief washing over her as she followed her big sister inside.
“Ah told ya that wasn't a good idea, youngin!”, Granny Smith exclaimed when Big Macintosh walked up to the two with several bandages on his hind legs. “But do ya ever listen to your Granny? Eee-nope!”
“What in tarnation happened to ya, big bro?!”, Applejack asked in surprise, concerned about her brother.
“The apple-brained stallion thought it would be a good idea to use his hooves to hammer in a few nails, since he couldn't find the hammer. He wound up buckin’ a hole in the guest bedroom!”, Granny Smith replied.
Sure enough, as Applejack and Applebloom looked inside the guest bedroom, a nice, big hole could be seen, revealing the outside of their home through it.
“Sorry Applebloom, looks like the guest bedroom is out of the question”, the farm pony remarked, much to the filly's horror.
The filly in question couldn't even bring herself to touch half her plate that night at dinner.
“Somethin’ on your mind, surgarcube?”, Applejack asked curiously, giving her little sister a concerned glance.
“N-no”, Applebloom lied and sighed. “Ah'm gonna head upstairs to clean mahself up and get ready for bed.”
* * *
“Oh, what am Ah gonna do?! Babs will no doubt try to make a move on me tonight, and Ah won't be able to shout at her to get her to stop, like Ah did in the apple orchard. Ah'm as good as bucked”, Applebloom thought to herself dismally.
Suddenly the door to her bathroom opened up, revealing her cousin. She stepped in and closed the door behind her, after making sure nopony was in the hall.
“Hey Applebloom. Listen, there's somethin I wanna say. I know you've been really nervous and all about us and I know I haven't been helping much with being so touchy with you. I'm just really new to all this”, Babs said, looking more nervous than Applebloom at this point.
Upon hearing this, the farm pony sighed.
“Listen Babs, Ah know ya think--”
“Let me finish”, her cousin cut her off. “I've never really had a crush before ya and it was all so sudden. To be honest, I was so scared I would freak you out over that letter that I was on pins and needles all week. I can't tell you how hard it was for me to write that and when you told me you felt the same way, I was the happiest I had ever felt, ya know?”
Upon hearing this, Applebloom bit her lower lip guiltily.
“So what I'm tryin’ to say”, Babs continued, “is that we can take this relationship of ours at your pace. I won't make any more moves on you unless you're okay with it”, she finally finished, looking at her cousin with a smile. “Now... what is it you wanted to say?”
“N-Nothin... It's nothin cuz. Listen, Ah need to finish cleanin’ mahself up, I'll see ya in a few minutes, okay?”, Applebloom replied, putting on the best smile she could muster.
“Alright, see ya in a few then, cuz”, Babs replied, nuzzled her gently and then left the bathroom, at which point the farm pony's face hit her sink with a loud thud.
“Consarn it all! What am Ah gonna do now?”, Applebloom asked herself aloud and sighed.
Applebloom walked into her bedroom to see Babs already under the covers, seemingly fast asleep. “Well, that saves me the trouble of beatin’ her off with a stick ‘till mornin’”, the farm pony thought to herself with a sigh as she crawled under the covers herself and got comfortable.
However, just as the filly was nearly asleep, she felt a hoof reach over and around her shoulder so that it rested on her upper chest, and could feel her cousin’s breathing against the back of her neck. “Mmm... smells like apples”, Babs remarked aloud in her sleep, followed by a content sigh.
Applebloom, however, simply blushed as she lay there. She didn't really know what to make of this. It wasn't uncomfortable and yet feeling a body so close to her own kept her feeling as wired as a Christmas tree.
“It's just the weekend, Applebloom”, she thought to herself, “ya can give her that as long as she don't make any moves on ya. Once she heads back to Manehattan, I'll write her a letter tellin’ her the truth.” She hoped this would be enough to put her conscience at ease.
Regardless of this decision, she found it very hard to fall asleep, but somehow managed to doze off sometime later.
THAT MORNING...
Applebloom's eyes fluttered open drowsily, only to snap open as a wide blush flooded her cheeks. She had somehow managed to turn in her sleep and was facing her cousin directly, who still looked as if she was fast asleep.
The filly lay in place for a time, just looking at her cousin. She smiled.
“Guess Ah don't have to worry bout her makin’ a--!”, the filly began thinking, only for her thoughts to be brought to a screeching halt. Her eyes snapped wide with a crimson red blush as Babs’ hoof trailed down and began to rub sensually against the base of her tail.
WHACK!
“What were you sayin’ last night ‘bout not makin’ a move unless Ah was okay with it?!”, Applebloom shouted angrily with a crimson red blush on her face, shaking an accusing hoof at her cousin.
“Geez, I'm sorry!”, Babs replied nasally, holding her snout with both hooves.
“Give her the weekend Applebloom, it's just the weekend!”, Applebloom thought to herself as she crossed her arms and glared at the city filly. She sighed.
“Lets just go and do our mornin’ cleanin’”, the farm pony said aloud, but was sent for a guilt trip as Babs removed her hooves, revealing a bloody snout. “Horsefeathers! Ah didn't mean to hit ya THAT HARD!”, she exclaimed guiltily, with an expression to match it.
“No, it's fine, I deserved that for makin’ a move on ya without askin’ first”, Babs replied, driving the proverbial guilt knife deeper in and twisting it.
“No, it's not, here, let me get the first aid kit from the bathroom!”
Applebloom jumped off the bed, ran to the bathroom, grabbed the handle of first aid kit out of the cabinet with her mouth, and rushed back to her bedroom. The filly then opened the first aid kit up, grabbed the sanitized towelettes and began to wipe her cousin’s nose clean of blood.
“Thanks cuz, though I could have done this myself”, Babs replied nasally with a grin.
“It's alright. Ah shouldn't have hit ya to begin with anyways. You were just tryin’ to show me some affection and Ah went overboard”, Applebloom replied softly as she continued to wipe one nostril clean and moved to the next. “Looks like the bleedin’ has stopped already, so we don't have to worry ‘bout puttin’ any cotton balls in your nose. Kind of glad ‘bout that, they would make ya look mighty silly. ‘Course ya already do, so Ah suppose the cotton balls wouldn't do much anyways”, she remarked with a smirk, only to get a playful swat to the side of the head from her cousin.
“That was mean, cuz”, Babs replied, smirking back at her.
“So was makin’ me skip two meals in a row by makin’ me nervous enough to leave the table twice”, the farm pony countered.
“Hey, I didn't do anything during dinner, you left on your own”, the city filly remarked with annoyance.
“Only ‘cause you tried to seduce me in the apple orchard, or did ya already forget?”, Applebloom countered once again.
“Oh yeah, I did do that, didn't I?”, Babs replied sheepishly.
“Anyways, the past is the past, so let's go have some fun like we always do, sounds good?”, Applebloom suggested with a warm smile, finishing cleaning up her cousin's left nostril.
“Yeah”, the city filly replied, returning her warm smile with one of her own.
* * *
The morning came and went, and the cousins spent the afternoon hours playing like they always did, until Scootaloo and Sweetie soon showed up around two in the afternoon.
“So, how'd last night go? She slept in the guest bedroom, right?”, Scootaloo asked curiously, sitting in front of Applebloom as Babs played with Sweetie Belle some distance away.
“Not really...”, Applebloom replied nervously. “See, the guest bedroom got a right big hole put into it, complements of mah big brother.”
“Yikes, so did you manage to tell her it was all a big misunderstanding before you went to bed with her, then?”
“Not exactly...”, the farm pony replied nervously once again.
“Wait, so you two actually--”
“No, no, no! Nothin’ happened, Ah swear!”, Applebloom denied defensively, making a panicked gesture with her front hooves.
“I feel like I'm missing something. You said she had the hots for you and was planning on doing it with you that night, but she didn't?”, Scootaloo said, visibly confused.
The farm pony then proceeded to explain the whole situation to her friend.
“And so Ah decided to play along with it for the weekend and tell her by letter after she goes back to Manehattan tomorrow”, Applebloom finished and sighed, looking over at Babs as she played with Sweetie Belle. “Ah just couldn't bare to see her crushed and depressed the whole weekend.”
“Wow. And here I thought she just wanted to buck you”, Scootaloo remarked candidly, earning a glare from the farm pony.
“Do ya kiss your momma with that dirty mouth?”, Applebloom remarked, looking annoyed.
“I would, If I had a momma”, Scootaloo replied with an eye-roll.
“Oh, sorry!”
“Don't worry about it. Besides, this isn't about me. This is about you and your little love-buddy over there--OW!”, the pegasus jeered, only to get a swift hoof to the side of the head, to which she held and smirked sheepishly. “Guess I deserved that one.”
“That ya did”, Applebloom replied with a smirk of her own.
“Hey cuz, how about we do that crusadin’ thing you three always do?”, Babs shouted from afar as she rushed over to Scootaloo and the farm pony.
“Sounds like a plan to me! So what ideas do we have, fellow crusaders?”, Applebloom asked and looked at the three, who now seemed deep in thought.
* * *
“Brilliant plan as usual, Sweetie Belle!”, Scootaloo exclaimed sarcastically with a glare, as the three held on for dear life on a single rope off the edge of the cliff, with the unicorn filly being at the top of the rope, and with Babs and Applebloom near the very bottom.
“Oh, put a hoof in it! How was I supposed to know we lacked the velocity to properly take off using a hang-glider!?”
“What are you? A dictionary?!”, Scootaloo shot back, giving a glance down to see the hang-glider hanging on the end of the rope.
“Good thing Spike found us when he did or who knows how long we'd be hangin’ here!”, Babs chimed in.
“Makes me glad Ah made sure to tie the rope around each of us, or we'd all be stains on the ground below by now”, Applebloom remarked, proud of her wisdom to properly secure each of the fillies, along with making sure to tie the rope securely around a tree before they attempted this.
“Thanks for that wonderful image, Applebloom!”, Scootaloo exclaimed sarcastically with an eye-roll, which was unseen by the other fillies.
“Hey, at least Ah used mah head, unlike you who was ready to take off without bein’ prepared!”, Applebloom shot back.
As the three fillies continued to bicker amongst each other, Babs gave a startled gasp when she felt herself suddenly drop an inch. She looked up, and went wide-eyed as the knot Applebloom had tied herself was quickly unraveling itself.
“Uh, Applebloom, about that knot you tied, I think it's comin’ loose!”, Babs pointed out in fear and gave yet another startled gasp when her body dropped another inch.
“It's WHAT?!”, Applebloom cried in shock upon hearing this, and all three fillies snapped their gaze down to Bab's knot, which sure enough was quickly unraveling itself.
Babs gave yet another startled gasp as she dropped two inches this time, the knot almost completely unraveled now.
“I-I'm scared!”, she squealed and wrapped her front legs around the rope, tears streaming from her eyes.
“Quick, bite onto mah tail!”, Applebloom ordered, lowering her hindquarters as low as they could go.
The city filly bit down on it, mere moments before the knot unraveled completely. Babs gave a terrified muffled gasp as she clung to Applebloom's tail for her life. Though the pain was excruciating for the farm pony, she gritted her teeth and looked down at her cousin, whose eyes were flooding with tears at this point.
“Whatever ya do, don't open your mouth!”, she commanded.
“Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!”, Scootaloo kept saying frantically over and over as she looked at Babs, barely stopping to take a breath.
“Scootaloo, SHUT THE BUCK UP!”, Applebloom roared after about one minute's worth of the pegasus filly repeating the same thing over and over.
Sweetie Belle's face was ten times more white than usual as she looked at Babs, seemingly unable to say a single word.
“Mmph!”, Babs tried to cry as her mouth slowly and continually slid down the tail, tears still flowing from her eyes.
“DON’T LET GO!”, Applebloom shouted, seeing that her cousin noticed this herself.
“Somepony, anypony, HEEEEELP!!!”, Sweetie Belle finally managed to shriek at the top of her lungs, realizing the same thing as Applebloom had, with Babs continuing to slowly slide down.
Just as the situation was starting to look hopeless, Applebloom looked up and couldn’t contain her relief when she noticed Applejack’s friendly face at the top of the cliff. The farm pony just arrived at the scene and gasped in horror.
“Hang on, Spike went to get Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy, they should be on their way to y'all real soon!”, Applejack shouted, at which point all four fillies looked up.
“Hurry Applejack! Babs is slippin’ off mah tail mighty fast!”
“Come on Spike, hurry it up!”, Applejack said to herself in panic as she looked around the skies for Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy.
* * *
“Spike? What are you doing--?!”
“Applebloom-Scootaloo-Sweetie Belle-Babs-cliff-trouble-Rainbow Dash-come quick!”, Spike exclaimed between pants, having been running as fast as his short legs could carry him and being unable to make a clear sentence. But it was enough for the yellow Pegasus to know there was trouble and quickly went off from the ground to get the cyan blue Pegasus.
* * *
Several tense moments had now passed and Babs continued to slip down Applebloom's tail, her mouth clinging for dear life at the very tip of it now.
Applejack gave a horrified gasp when Babs’ mouth slipped off of it; the young filly let out an ear-piercing scream as she plummeted down, only to cling to the hang-glider below, much to Applebloom's and Applejack's relief.
Their relief, however, only lasted a mere second, as the rope gave a mighty snapping sound from the sudden force and weight of the filly, at which point she let out yet another ear-piercing scream, taking the hang-glider with her.
Without even thinking, Applebloom yanked at the her knot, effectively undoing it while she kicked off the cliff-side from an angle to give herself a boost of speed, and dove down to catch up with her cousin.
“APPLEBLOOM, BABS, NOOO!”, Applejack shrieked as she watched her little sister and cousin plummet down.
When Applebloom neared her cousin, who had one front leg clinging to the handlebar of the hang-glider, she frantically attempted to wrap her front legs around the handle, and managed to catch it mid-air.
“Babs, listen to me! Put your other leg around the handle!”, Applebloom ordered, her heart racing at what felt like a million miles per minute, while the wind whipped against her mercilessly.
Despite her panicked state, Babs did as she was told; it took her a few tries, but she was eventually holding onto the handlebar the same way her cousin was.
“Wh-What's the plan?!”, Babs shouted, doing her best not to panic any more than she already was. Although she was far from being out of danger, the presence of Applebloom at least allowed her to keep a semi-leveled head.
“R-Right now Ah'm t-tryin not to get us k-killed! Uh, t-try p-pullin up!”, Applebloom stuttered, her fear and panic creeping up on her while she was doing her best to keep it at bay.
“H-How do I do that?!”
“Uh, uh, uh, let's swing our bodies back! Maybe they will level us out!”, the farm pony stuttered.
The two did their best to thrust their bodies back, but were completely unsuccessful. The ground was now growing dangerously closer to the fillies by the second, and despite Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash arriving on the scene and diving to their rescue, there would be no way they would make it in time - there simply was too much distance between them and the fillies.
“It didn't work!”, Babs shrieked, panic and fear taking nearly complete hold over her senses now.
“Try again!”, Applebloom cried back.
The two fillies gave it their all as they tried to swing their bodies back. With a mighty jarring, which nearly caused both fillies to lose their grips on the handlebar entirely, the hang-glider leveled itself and began to glide along the wind-current. Thanks to this, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy were able to catch up to the two fillies and safely guide them to the ground.
“Y-You saved my life, Applebloom...”, Babs remarked in astonishment once her breathing returned to a semi-normal pace. She was staring at her cousin, who still looked like she was trying to catch her breath.
“What the horseapples were ya two thinkin’?!”, Applejack shrieked as she ran over to the two fillies. She hugged them both so tightly that it nearly suffocated them, only to let them go moments later and look at them with a glare.
“Ah wasn't”, Applebloom replied honestly. She was, however, referring to undoing the knot and diving for her cousin, rather than what her sister was referring to, which was them trying to hang-glide off the side of a cliff.
“Darn tootin’ y'all weren't thinkin’! And Applebloom, what ya did was reckless and stupid!”
“But Applejack, if she didn't do what she did, Babs would have died!”, Rainbow Dash pointed out, defending the filly.
“Ah know that! But it doesn't make it any less reckless and stupid!”, Applejack responded, flashing the cyan blue Pegasus a glare. “Now, why won't ya get the other two, who are still hangin’ by the rope up there, ‘fore they go fallin as well!”
* * *
“What y'all did was reckless and down right stupid, but Ah think it’s mah lucky stars you two are alive”, Granny Smith remarked and sighed upon having heard the full story from Applejack, once the three arrived safely back on the Apple family farm. “Now then, Ah reckon that's enough excitement for one day. Ah want you two to go upstairs and get some rest.”
Upon hearing this, the two fillies walked upstairs with their tails between their legs, leaving Granny Smith, Big Macintosh and Applejack in the room.
“Ah reckon a near-death experience is punishment enough. ‘Sides, those two won't be tryin’ anymore stunts like that for a long time after this, Ah guarantee ya”, the elder mare replied and sighed once again. “Though Ah have to admit, Ah was sorely tempted to praise Applebloom for what she did, but Ah reckoned it might give her the wrong idea.”
* * *
Applebloom and Babs both lay on the bed now silently, neither one saying a word for sometime. Finally, Babs spoke up:
“Some day, huh?”, she remarked softly, looking at Applebloom.
“Yeah... some day...”, the farm filly replied and let out a sigh.
“This makes the second time you saved my life, ya know?”, Babs pointed out after a few more minutes of silence.
“The second? Oh yeah, the float incident. But that was a fault of me, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo though. This time we all screwed up”, Applebloom replied, at which point both fillies let out a sigh nearly simultaneously.
“Yeah, but this time it was just you savin’ my life. Why the hay did you do that anyways?”
“Ah couldn't tell ya if Ah tried. It was like mah body acted on its own and by the time mah head had caught up with mah body, I was staring straight at ya in the air, being there along with the hang-glider.”
Applebloom gave a slight blush when Babs placed a hoof on hers and smiled at her.
“Well, anyways. Thanks for savin’ my life”, Babs said softly, looking at her cousin.
“It-It was nothin’, really. Ah'm sure you would do the same for me.”
Applebloom didn't recoil or pull away from her cousin when Babs curled up next to her, placed her head on her shoulder while wrapping her front right leg around her, and held her close. For some reason, she honestly didn’t mind that at all. Perhaps it was just the excitement of a near-death experience messing with her judgment, but at this moment, she actually felt comfort in Babs’ embrace.
“I love you, cuz”, Babs said softly as she nuzzled her affectionately.
“Ah love you too, Babs”, Applebloom replied... only to reflect in confusion on what she just said.
“Wait, did Ah just say what Ah think Ah said? Bah, Ah'm overthinkin’ it. Ah just meant Ah love her as a cousin, not as mah lover”, the farm pony thought to herself with an audible chuckle.
“Somethin funny, cuz?”, Babs asked curiously, though her voice sounded sleepy now.
“It's nothin’, Babs. Here, let meh tuck ya in”, Applebloom replied, gently helping the filly under the covers and pulling them over her.
As the filly stared at her cousin, she began to admire how cute Babs looks when she sleeps soundly... until she abruptly shook her head, jumped off the bed, went to the bathroom, and splashed water over her face.
“Bla,bla,bla,blah!”, the farm pony babbled, running her wet hooves over her face vigorously. “Get a grip Applebloom! She's your cousin, just ‘cuz you said ya love her doesn't mean ya’re fallin’ for her... right?”, Applebloom said into the mirror, the reflection of an unsure filly staring back at her.
“That's right! It's just the effects of a near-death experience causin’ ya to feel like this! One good night's sleep and everythin’ will be back to normal!”, Applebloom said to her reflection with a confident smile, before she jumped down off the stool, walked back into her bedroom, and curled under the blankets next to her cousin.
Applebloom awoke the next morning. She immediately found out that she had managed to turn in her sleep once again, facing her cousin just like previously.
But that isn't what made the farm pony blush this time. No, what made her blush was the fact that her very own hoof rested on the base of Babs’ tail.
The filly quickly, but cautiously retracted her hoof as to not wake her sleeping cousin. She lay there for a moment, reflecting on this.
“Ah must have been just turnin’ in mah sleep. Nothin’ to look into”, the farm pony thought to herself, dismissing the fact nearly immediately.
However, just as Applebloom was about to get out of the bed, Babs stirred and opened her eyes.
“Mornin’”, she said sweetly, smiling at her.
“Mornin, Babs”, the farm filly replied, halting her movement and deciding to lay there a little longer.
“So, I was thinkin’...”, Babs started, ”since this is my last day here and all...”
Applebloom’s eyes went slightly wider now. “Oh horsefeathers, here it comes...”, she thought to herself, her chest going ice-cold and her heart beginning to pound at a quickened pace.
“...That maybe you could give me something to remember it by”, Babs finished and shuffled nervously.
“Ah, uh, well, ya see, um...”, Applebloom struggled to form a proper sentence. “Ah'm not quite ready for that just yet, ya see”, she finally finished.
Her heart raced as she looked at her cousin, hoping she would accept this answer. To her surprise, the city filly gave an audible giggle upon hearing this.
“Not THAT, you silly filly. I just want a kiss”, Babs replied, moving closer to her cousin.
“A k-k-kiss?”, Applebloom stuttered in response, her eyes growing even wider. If she could blush any more, her face would most likely look about as red as one of the apples in the orchard.
“Yeah, I mean, if you want to, that is. I won't force you to it if you're not ready for that yet. But I was really hopin’ you would. Somethin’ for the road and all”, Babs explained with a blush of her own.
Applebloom just kept looking at her cousin, being lost in thoughts. She was stuck with no pony to save her this time, and as much as she tried, she couldn't think of a single legitimate reason to say no to this, except just coming out and telling her the truth.
“Ah guess it wouldn't hurt...”, she thought to herself, giving an audible nervous giggle with a smile to match it. She then leaned in with the intent of giving her cousin a peck on the cheek... only for the city filly to lean in and lock lips with her.
Applebloom’s eyes shot wide in absolute shock, and her face was immediately adorned with a deep crimson blush. As quickly as the deviant act began, it ended just as quickly, leaving her with a stunned expression while Babs smiled back at her.
“What's wrong, cuz? Your first time?”, Babs asked with a smirk.
It took Applebloom a few short moments for her cousin's words to be registered by her brain, as she still was in the stunned state. But once they had, her expression returned to its previous, nervous state.
“Y-Yeah”, she replied breathlessly.
“Up and at ‘em, fillies! Time to be gettin’ ready for breakfast!”, Applejack could be suddenly heard announcing; she was clearly walking down the hall, much to the panic of both fillies.
They quickly got out of the bed and run up to the doorway, nearly running into her as she walked into the room.
“Well, isn’t that a pleasant surprise!”, she remarked. “Ah didn't expect to see you two up before Ah came to wake y'all.”
“Well, we wanted to spend as much time together today as possible, since it's my last day here”, Babs quickly explained. “Right, Applebloom?”
The city filly looked at her cousin, who was apparently at a loss for words. A subtle nudge from Babs snapped Applebloom out of her stupor.
“Y-Yeah!”, she confirmed enthusiastically and ran down the hall immediately afterwards, followed by her cousin.
“Hmm...”, was all the farm pony could say. She looked at the two suspiciously, observing them as they ran down the stairs.
However, she dismissed the thought of them being up to anything moments later, and followed the fillies down to the breakfast table.
* * *
The breakfast conversation was as lively as ever, with the exception of a certain farm filly who simply stirred her oatmeal absentmindedly.
“Somethin’ on your mind, Applebloom?”, Applejack asked curiously, snapping the filly out of her daze.
“N-No”, Applebloom stuttered slightly.
“Well, Ah reckon somethin’ has to be on your mind, considerin’ that you've barely touched your breakfast and haven't said a word this mornin’. Care to share it with us?”, Applejack remarked wisely, looking at her little sister expectantly.
Well, there was something on her mind, but it would be a cold day in Tartarus before she said it outright. The kiss she shared with Babs kept running itself through her mind over and over like a live action movie, and yet no matter how much she tried, she couldn't get it out of her head.
“Ah'm just sad that Babs is leavin’ today. That's all”, she lied.
“Well shucks, is that all? Guess y'all have become mighty close, haven't ya?”, Applejack replied with a soft smile.
“Oh yeah, really close”, Applebloom answered without thinking, but luckily for her, Applejack didn't take it the way she meant it.
“Well, ain't that just the sweetest thing!”, Granny Smith spoke up. “Why, you two youngins Ah reckon are as close as me and mah cousin Apple Rose now. Why, Ah remember the time...”
The elder mare began to go on a ramble of the adventures of her and her cousin. Applebloom, however, seemed to zone out once again, her mind continuing to wonder and play out that kiss over and over. Until...
“Oh, for pony's sake!”, Applebloom erupted suddenly, slamming her spoon on the table five minutes into Granny Smith's ramble. This resulted in everypony, including Babs, staring at her with surprise and confusion.
“Well, if ya don't like me reminiscin’ about mah past so much, ya could have said so without bein’ so rude, youngin”, Granny Smith remarked, looking offended by the filly's outburst. She scooted her chair out, and left the dining room.
Applebloom could see Applejack and Big Macintosh giving her disapproving stares.
“That was mighty rude of ya, Applebloom”, her sister remarked sternly.
“Eee-yup”, Big Macintosh agreed with the same stern tone.
“S-Sorry, Ah'll go and apologize to her now”, Applebloom replied guiltily.
She scooted her own chair out, and went to the living room. She saw the elder mare quilting as she always did.
“Uh, Granny, Ah'm sorry for mah outburst in the dinin’ room”, Applebloom said in the best apologetic tone she could muster. “Ah really do enjoy listenin’ to your stories! It's just that Ah got a lot on mah mind at the moment.”
“It's quite alright, Applebloom”, the elder mare responded. “Ah may be in mah golden years as they were, but Ah ain't so blind as to not notice when somethin’ is buggin’ mah granddaughter. So why won't ya tell ol' Granny Smith what's on yer mind?”, she suggested with a smile, motioning for the filly to hop on her lap.
Applebloom did just that. She took a deep breath and then let it out:
“Where to start. Uh, well, this one pony has a crush on me and at first Ah didn't feel anythin’ towards them, but now Ah'm not so sure. It's not like Ah'm in love with 'em or anythin’, at least Ah don't think Ah am. Or maybe Ah am. Ugh! Ah'm so confused!”, Applebloom exasperated, ending her explanation with a double facehoofing gesture and a groan.
Granny Smith simply chuckled in response to this.
“Ah can't tell ya what do to, youngin”, she started. “As much as Ah would like to help ya with this problem of yours, matters of the heart ain't somethin’ anypony should be gettin’ their hooves into, other than the pony dealin’ with ‘em. The best advice Ah can give ya is to listen to your heart, and Ah mean listen real good. If it's tellin’ ya this pony is the right one for you, then they are. But don't you be forgettin’ that you're still young, and there are plenty of ponies out there. So even if this pony doesn't turn out to be the one for ya, there's still one out there that's right for ya.”
“Thanks, Granny”, Applebloom replied and hopped off the elder mare's lap. Truth be told, her advice didn't help her at all.
“Anytime, youngin”, Granny Smith replied as the filly left the room.
* * *
When Applejack, Applebloom and Babs were making their way to the train station that afternoon, the filly's thoughts kept her preoccupied so much that she tripped and nearly fell on her face twice along the way.
“What in tarnation?!”, she suddenly heard Applejack exclaiming in surprise, snapping her out of her thoughts.
Feeling confused, Applebloom looked up to see a big sign, posted at the entrance to the Ponyville express train station.
DOWN FOR MAINTENANCE.
WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.
Despite this sign telling them that the train was out of commission for the time being, Applejack walked up to the ticket booth and knocked on it, getting the attention of one of the employees.
“What the hay is goin’ on here? Mah cousin needs to get back to Manehattan!”, Applejack said when the employee opened the booth window.
“We're terribly sorry about the inconvenience miss, but the train is stuck at the Manehattan station at the moment”, the employee replied, lowering his hat in an apologetic manner to the mare. “We just got a letter no more than five hours ago ourselves. Something about the engine blowing up from the looks of it. A repair job like this will take a week at most to finish.”
“Well, horsefeathers!”, Applejack cursed in annoyance. “Guess we'll need to write a letter to your momma and poppa, tellin’ ‘em you'll be gettin’ back a week late then, Babs. Let’s head on back home...”
Applejack sighed, turning back and starting to go towards Sweet Apple Acres. Applebloom and Babs followed immediately afterwards.
“Looks like my stay got extended by a week, isn't that great, cuz?”, Babs said to the farm filly, looking positively thrilled by this turn of events.
Applebloom, however, looked as nervous as ever.
“Y-Yeah. That's great”, she stuttered slightly and sighed dejectedly.
“What am Ah gonna do now?”, she thought to herself as the three were making their way back to the Apple family farm.
* * *
That afternoon, after Applejack has written out the letter to Babs’ parents’ informing them of the situation, Applebloom and Babs went outside to hang out with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. They were, of course, confused to still see Babs here, until the farm pony explained everything to them. After that, Babs ran off with Sweetie Belle to play, while Scootaloo and Applebloom sat in their usual spot and talked.
“You two what?!”, the pegasus exclaimed in shock upon hearing about the kiss.
“Ah didn't mean for it to happen like that, Ah swear!”, Applebloom replied defensively, waving her hooves frantically as she spoke. “Ah only meant to kiss her on the cheek, but then she moved in and Ah was caught completely off guard!”
“Well, it looks like waiting for her to go back to Manehattan is out of the question, then”, Scootaloo concluded. “You're going to have to tell her soon, Applebloom. Who knows what she might try next time.”
The pegasus looked at her friend, expecting a reply. Applebloom, however, was focused on looking over at Babs and Sweetie Belle playing; Babs specifically, but Scootaloo didn't know this.
“Yo, Applebloom! You okay there?”, she asked curiously, waving a hoof in front of the farm pony's face.
“Huh, what?”, she snapped her out of her gaze and turned to look back at Scootaloo.
“Geez, I've never seen you stare off into space like that. You sure this love thing between you two is a one-sided deal?”
“Of course it is! She's mah cousin!”, Applebloom exclaimed defensively, her face going crimson red with a deep blush.
“So, when do you plan on telling her that it was a big misunderstanding, then?”
The filly sat there for a moment, looking deep in thought. Just when would she tell her? Scootaloo had a good point. If she was clever enough to sneak in a kiss like that, who knows what she might try before the week was out.
“Well, if Ah make sure to get up every mornin’ before she does, and keep mahself from bein’ alone with her, Ah reckon Ah could go the whole week and then tell her by a letter”, she finally replied.
“You sure it's going to be that easy? Wouldn't it be easier to just tell her?”
“Of course it is!”, Applebloom replied confidently. “‘Sides, she said she wouldn't make a move on me without mah explicit permission, so Ah reckon it should be a cake. Ah just don't want her to be all crushed and depressed the whole week, that’s all.”
“If you're sure it's going to be that easy, then go for it. But I still think it would be easier to outright tell her than to be put in a bunch of awkward situations. I know that would drive me crazy”, Scootaloo remarked with a concerned expression.
The pegasus was right - it would indeed be easier to just tell her now. So why wasn't she all for the idea? After all, if she wanted to make it through the week without another encounter like the one from the morning, then she would have to say something at some point.
“Ah just don't want to see her all depressed and crushed. That's all it is,” Applebloom thought to herself confidently. But the more she thought about it, the more it began to feel like an excuse than a reason.
Just what was the real reason behind her not wanting to tell her? No matter how much she tried, she couldn't place a real reason. It’s as if her emotions were playing tag with her, and every time she got close to tagging one, it would slip away and another would present itself in front of her to chase.
* * *
The day came and went all too quickly for all four crusaders. Before they knew it, it was time to say their goodbyes for the day, and for Applebloom and Babs to head back home.
“What's up cuz? You haven't said a word since we came inside”, Babs asked curiously, the two sitting next to each other and waiting for the dinner to be prepared and served.
“Ah guess Ah'm a little confused, that’s all,” Applebloom admitted.
She sighed, avoiding eye contact with Babs. “A little confused” was a drastic understatement for how she felt at the moment.
“I guess I'm a little confused as well”, Babs replied with a sigh of her own.
“Oh? What about?”, the farm pony asked in slight surprise, looking at her cousin.
“Well, it's about us really. I know I like ya a lot and all, but I wonder if I'm being too forward with ya. I feel like I’m scaring you off, and that's the last thing I want. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable with me, but you've been actin’ like you’re scared to even be alone with me. Did I do somethin’ wrong?”, the city filly asked, looking at Applebloom and meeting her gaze.
“No, you've done nothin’ wrong”, the farm pony assured. “It's me, really it is. It's like mah emotions are running all over the place and Ah can't seem to pin one down. It's enough to drive me crazy at times, Ah swear.” She sighed once again. “Babs, listen, there's something Ah've been meanin to tell ya, but--”
“Applebloom, Babs, come and get it!”, Applejack's voice could be heard from downstairs, cutting the filly off.
“You can tell me after dinner, okay cuz?”, Babs replied, giving Applebloom an affectionate nuzzle before she ran out the door, leaving the filly alone.
Applebloom looked at the door where her cousin had disappeared. After a few moments, she sighed, walked to the window, and stared at the sun as it set on Ponyville.
“Ah'm so lost... Ah don't know what to do”, she said silently to herself.
The sun vanished behind the hills and a starry night appeared before her eyes, along with a faint glimpse of the moon princess flying over the skies to bring forth the night. As the filly looked on, her eyes fell upon two twinkling stars in the sky.
“Just give me a sign, any sign. Somethin’ to tell me what to do, what choice Ah should make.”
“Applebloom! Get your tail down here! Your dinner's gettin’ cold!”, Applejack shouted once again from below.
“Comin’, big sis!”, Applebloom shouted back, gave one last glance to the two stars in the sky, and ran downstairs for dinner.
Just a sign, that's all Ah'm askin’ for... Please...
The dinner came and went, and even though Applebloom finished her meal, the thoughts and confusion within her mind kept her thoroughly distracted the entire time. Before she knew it, dinner was over and it was time for them to be getting ready for bed.
“So what was it you wanted to tell me, cuz?”, Babs asked when the two were washing their hooves and faces before bed.
“It was nothin’, just me bein’ silly and all”, Applebloom replied, and mentally kicked herself immediately afterwards.
“What the hay is wrong you, Applebloom?! Ya could have put a stop to this here and now!”, the filly thought to herself with a visible scowl, though thankfully, Babs didn’t notice this.
The two fillies then proceeded to go to Applebloom's bedroom. They jumped into the bed, and curled under the blankets.
“Night cuz, love ya”, Babs said sleepily.
“Love ya too, Babs”, Applebloom replied in same sleepy tone and slowly drifted off to sleep...
* * *
Suddenly, the filly awoke, and gasped in surprise when she looked around. She was no longer in her warm bed, but rather dead smack in the middle of Ponyville town square.
“What's goin’ on? Where am Ah?!”, she cried in a panic.
Just as she was starting to worry, her gaze fell upon a group of ponies she recognized, much to her relief. However, it was a short-lived relief, because she soon noticed that all their expressions were a combination of aversion and disgust, all of them glaring at her.
“Tw-Twilight? What's goin’ on? Did Ah do somethin’ wrong?”, she asked meekly under the lavender unicorn’s glare.
“You're darn right you did! What the hay were you thinking?!”, Applebloom suddenly heard, and snapped her gaze to Rainbow Dash, who was pointing an accusing hoof at her.
“Wh-What are ya talkin’ about?”, Applebloom asked nervously.
“You know exactly what we're talking about. Do you realize how wrong what you've been doing is?”, Twilight asked, her tone cold and stern.
“I simply can not believe you would do such a thing”, Rarity piped up, “and with your cousin no less!”
The filly's expression became wide-eyed and fearful when she looked at all the ponies who were talking to her - all of them angry and their voices cold.
“But Ah didn't do anythin’ with her, Ah swear!”, she tried to defend herself. “It was just a little kiss! Ah didn't even mean to kiss her!”
“Don't look at her Angel, she's a bad pony”, she heard Fluttershy saying. Just as Applebloom turned her gaze to her, she saw her placing a hoof in front of the rabbit's eyes, as if to shield him from her.
Applebloom then looked to Pinkie Pie, who unlike the others had a smile on her face.
“Wow, Applebloom!”, the hyperactive pink mare exclaimed enthusiastically. “I didn't take you for the kind of pony to do such a thing! I know! I'll throw you a party and I'll call it the Applebloom Kissed Her Cousin Party!”
The five then began to walk towards the quivering filly, who looked around fearfully, as if to find one friendly pony in this unwelcoming company. Suddenly, she noticed Babs in a dark corner.
“Babs, help me!”, she cried desperately.
“You never loved me”, her cousin replied with a hurt expression. “You only pretended dat you did, so I wouldn't feel bad. How could you? No, Applebloom. I won't help you. You brought this on yourself. This is a goodbye.”
After these words, Babs slowly faded from sight as she walked away.
“No Babs, please wait!”, she shouted fearfully. "Ah didn't mean to hurt you! Come back!"
But it was too late. Her cousin disappeared completely from sight now.
Applebloom's gaze then shifted to her family. They either refused to look at her, or simply glared at her with looks of pure disgust.
“Applejack? Big Macintosh? Granny Smith?”, Applebloom asked desperately, hoping they would come to her rescue as the other five were growing closer now.
“Ah can't stand to look at ya”, Applejack replied, turning her gaze away from her little sister.
“You're a disgrace to the Apple family”, Big Macintosh remarked and turned his gaze away as well.
Granny Smith was soon to do the same, with only a sorrowful glance at her before doing so.
The area around the filly soon began to fade and was replaced with a grimly dark red atmosphere. Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy and Rarity closed in on her, chanting “Bad pony, Bad Pony, Bad Pony.”
“No! Ah'm not a bad pony, Ah swear! Please don't hurt me!”, Applebloom shouted fearfully, tears flooding from her eyes.
The five, however, seemingly ignored her and continued to close in on her. They were so close now that their faces were all she could see from her view-point.
“Somepony, anypony, help me!!!”, she finally shrieked and clenched her eyes shut, expecting to feel some kind of intense pain in a few seconds.
However, it never came. A few more terrifying moments passed, yet no kind of pain occurred. Eventually, she dared to open her eyes, and saw herself sitting in the middle of Ponyville alone now... or so she thought.
The world around her seemed to ripple and in the next moment, Princess Luna herself appeared before her.
“You saved me?”, Applebloom asked in awe as she looked up at the moon princess.
“I simply intervened this time”, Luna responded, her voice soft and calm. “But let me ask you this, Applebloom. What do you think this dream is telling you?”
“Th-This is a dream? Ah'm dreamin’?”, Applebloom asked incredulously.
“Yes, Applebloom. You are fast asleep in the real world right now”, the moon princess replied with a soft smile.
“Wait, just how much of mah dream did you see?”
“Enough of it to know that you are in trouble, young filly. Now, I ask you once again. What do you think this dream is telling you?”
“Ah-Ah'm not really sure”, Applebloom replied nervously.
“Well then, allow me to tell you what I see. You are suffering from an inner conflict within yourself. A war wages within you, between what you perceive as right and wrong. You also fear hurting a certain filly, in whom you have had little or no interest in... up until recently.”
“Babs...”, Applebloom said aloud softly, looking down at the ground, then up at the regal sister, who nodded knowingly. “But if you know so much, then why did you save me? Isn't what Ah'm feelin’ wrong? What should Ah do?”
“It is not my place to decide what is right or what is wrong. Nor is it my place to tell you what you should do, young filly. That is for you to decide. However, if you won't decide soon, these nightmares will continue to haunt you”, the moon princess replied, and began to float up to the skies.
“Please, tell me! What should Ah do?! Ah'm so lost!”, Applebloom pleaded as Luna continued to float up to the skies and began to fade.
“Follow your heart!”
The moon princess' words seemed to echo over and over, and the world around Applebloom began to ripple and fade, until...
Applebloom sat up in her bed with a start. She looked at the window, and at the two stars that shined brightly.
“Y'all call that a sign?!”, the filly exclaimed softly, being annoyed and ticked off as she stared at the two twinkling stars.
* * *
Applebloom had managed to slip off into an uneasy slumber once again. Thankfully, the nightmare didn't occur, but that didn't make her feel as if she had any sleep at all when she woke up that morning.
“Mornin, cuz. Sleep well?”, Babs greeted the fatigued filly.
“Not really. Ah had the strangest dream last night”, Applebloom replied, followed by a yawn as she sat up.
“What was it about?”, Babs asked curiously as she sat up herself and rested her backside against the pillow.
It was then that the moon princess' words echoed through Applebloom’s mind.
“Follow mah heart...”, Applebloom whispered quietly.
“Follow what now?”
Applebloom turned her head to reply, but found Babs’ face right next to hers in the result. Trying to ignore the blush, she turned away and replied:
“N-nothin! Listen, let's go out into the town today. Ah'll be sure to get some bits from Applejack.”
“Wait, are you going to take me out on a date?” Babs asked with a shocked expression.
“Somethin’ like that. Now come on, the time's a-wastin’!”, Applebloom exclaimed enthusiastically as she jumped out of the bed and ran out of her room.
Babs was soon to follow her cousin downstairs, all the while attempting to figure out her cousin’s sudden decision to take her out on a date. While she found it flattering and romantic for Applebloom to want to do this for her, it was a complete one hundred and eighty turn from her attitude yesterday.
* * *
“So y'all want to run into the town today to hang out, eh?”, Applejack asked, looking at her little sister and Babs suspiciously. “You ain't gonna be plannin’ anymore stunts like a couple days ago, Ah hope.”
“No, Ah promise! Today Ah'm takin a day off from crusadin’ and gonna be spendin’ time with mah favorite cousin!”, Applebloom declared enthusiastically.
At this, her big sister placed a hoof on the farm filly’s forehead, much to her surprise.
“What the hay are ya doin’?!”
“Checkin’ for a fever. Y'all would have to be ill to be talkin’ about not wantin’ to be crusadin’ for your cutie mark for a single day out of the cotton pickin’ year”, Applejack replied with a smirk.
Applebloom swatted her hoof away with an annoyed glare.
“Ah'm fine! Now can we please have some bits to have fun in the town today?”, the filly replied, looking thoroughly annoyed by her sister's actions.
“Okay, okay, no need to get your tail in a knot”, Applejack replied with a chuckle. She walked over to the cupboard, took a few bits out of it with her mouth, placed them into a small sack, and gave it to her little sister. “Don't be spendin’ it all in one place, ya hear?”
“We won't!”, the filly replied as she ran out the door, followed closely by Babs.
As they were running towards the town, Applejack observed them for a while through a window, a curious expression on her face.
“Hmm...”, the farm pony muttered to herself, tapping a hoof on her chin. “...Nah.”
“Somethin’ the matter, sis?”, Big Macintosh asked as he walked up to her.
“No, it's nothin’. Just been wonderin’ what's up with mah little sis for the past few days, that’s all. She's been actin’ mighty odd, but Ah reckon it's just me bein’ overprotective of her. She is a growin’ filly after all”, the farm pony replied, though she looked unsure.
* * *
Applebloom and Babs arrived at the heart of Ponyville mere twenty minutes later, and began to stroll along as ponies chattered around them and walked past them.
“So, anywhere ya have in mind? Applejack didn't give me much though”, Applebloom said with a skip in her step. Her expression became sour a few moments later, however. “Cheapskate...”, she muttered when she noticed an unimpressive amount of bits her sister gave her. It earned a laugh from her cousin.
“Why won't you choose? Dat way we can both enjoy ourselves and won't have to worry about bein’ a few bits short”, Babs suggested.
“Okay then. Let me see...”, the farm pony replied and seemed deep in thought for a few moments. Eventually, her eyes lit up. “Ah got it! Follow me!”
After these words, she run ahead with her cousin following her. A few moments later, she walked through the door of a small cafe.
“Did you have to choose this one?”, Babs asked with a slight scowl as she walked in after her.
“Somethin’ wrong, Babs?”, Applebloom asked in response. She was sure she knew the reason why, but she wondered why her cousin was against coming in here.
She got her answer, however, when a well dressed pony - none other than the manager of the cafe - walked to Babs and looked at her with a disapproving glare.
“Why are you here?”, he asked sternly.
“This is mah cousin Babs. You remember her, right?”, Applebloom answered, confused by the stallion’s apparent hostility towards her cousin.
“Oh, I remember her alright”, the stallion replied, his stern stare still upon the filly, who now covered slightly with a tail between her legs. “She's the one who caused a ruckus in here with those two other fillies. Took me and four other employees to clean up the mess those three caused.”
“B-But she's not like that anymore!”, Applebloom countered, trying to defend her cousin. “It was a big misunderstanding, Ah swear!”
The stallion switched his gaze to Applebloom, at which point his demeanor softened greatly.
“I'm sorry, but I can't let her stay. She caused too much trouble the last time she was here.”
“B-But--”
“No means no”, he cut her off. “I'm sorry. You can stay, but she needs to leave.”
“Don't worry about it, cuz. We'll just go somewhere else”, Babs said to her cousin softly.
Applebloom, however, wasn't listening.
“So just ‘cause she was bein’ a varmint one time, ya are gonna treat her like a varmint for the rest of her life?!”, the filly shouted, outraged by the stallion's words.
“Now now, I didn't say that--”
“Yes, you did! We both just heard ya!”, the filly continued arguing, her shouts beginning to attract the attention of other cafe patrons.
“Applebloom, it's okay, really it is. Let's just go somewhere else”, Babs insisted, looking at her cousin with a concerned expression.
The stallion then sighed heavily, placing a hoof on his forehead.
“Listen to me, I have strict rules that must be followed by everypony, if I bend them for one pony, then others will expect the same thing. You understand the position I'm in, don't you?”, he replied, doing his best to explain things without angering the filly any further.
“Oh, Ah understand, alright! You're just bein’ a buckin’ MULE!”, the farm pony finally snapped, what was met with shocked gasps by some of the patrons of the cafe.
Applebloom didn't give the stallion a chance to reply, swiftly turning about-face and walking out of the cafe, with the door slamming behind her. Babs simply stood there for a few moments and then quickly followed her cousin, leaving the manager with a shocked expression on his face.
“Did you take one too many apples to the head this mornin’, cuz? You just cursed dat stallion out in front of all those ponies!”, Babs asked in disbelief as she ran up to her cousin. Applebloom herself looked paler than a ghost.
“Ah don't know what came over me”, she finally answered. “I just wanted so badly for ya to be allowed in there and the more he said no, the more ticked off Ah got, until Ah shot off mah mouth. Ah just know mah big sister is gonna hear about this!”
Applebloom slammed both her front hooves over her face and groaned loudly.
“I appreciate the gesture for standin’ up for me, cuz”, Babs said comfortingly, patting her cousin on the back. “But I should have told you dat I was kicked out of dat cafe before we went inside. So it's my fault this happened.”
“Ah just wanted our first date to be perfect, ya know?”, Applebloom replied with a slight sniffle. But then she went slightly wide-eyed as she reflected upon her words.
“Did Ah just say what Ah think Ah said?!”, she thought to herself. “Come to think of it, why the hay did Ah want to take her out into the town like this anyways?” Her eyes widened even further when the inevitable conclusion came to her. “Oh horsefeathers... Ah'm really fallin’ for her, ain't Ah?”, she thought dismally and let out yet another audible groan.
“Something wrong, cuz?”, Babs asked, worried a little when she was observing her cousin, who up to this point was seemingly silent and lost in her own thoughts.
“Ah'm one screwed up filly”, Applebloom remarked aloud and sighed.
“Maybe... but you're MY screwed up filly”, Babs replied softly. She gave a quick glance around herself to make sure nopony was looking, and quickly nuzzled her cousin’s cheek in an affectionate manner. She then looked around once again to make sure nopony saw the act.
“Hehe... Thanks Babs, that makes me feel a bit better”, Applebloom admitted, looking at her cousin with a weak smile. “Ah guess we can go somewhere else. But how about you choose this time?”
“Sounds good to me. Follow me, I know a good place just down the road”, Babs replied and ran ahead.
“Follow mah heart, Follow mah heart... if Ah ever meet that wanna-be cupid of a princess in mah dreams again, Ah'm gonna buck her to the moon!”, Applebloom remarked under her breath with a scowl before she quickly followed her cousin.
* * *
The two fillies now sat at a table outside of an ice-cream stand, each of them with a large scoop of strawberry ice-cream in a cone, enjoying their treats.
“What do you think, cuz? Do I know of a good spot or do I know of a good spot?”, Babs remarked with a grin between licks of her treat.
“Ah wonder why Ah didn't notice this ice-cream stand before. This stuff is great”, Applebloom replied just before taking another lick of her own ice-cream.
“Well, the thing about dat is... Oh, horsefeathers!”, Babs cut off suddenly when she saw two certain fillies approaching them.
“Oh, looky here, Diamond Tiara. These two fillies are eating ice-cream from my daddy's ice-cream shop”, a voice the two knew all too well said snootily.
“Wow, guess they must be desperate for some ice-cream then, if they chose to come here over the other places in town. What's wrong blank-flanks? Get kicked out of too many cafes?”, Diamond Tiara jeered and the two began to laugh annoyingly.
“Ah wouldn't be tryin’ to annoy your daddy's customers if I were you, Silver Spoon. Otherwise we'll just have to ask for our money back and leave”, Applebloom replied with a smirk, attempting to get the upper hoof in this verbal battle. “You didn't tell me Silver Spoon's daddy owned this place!”, Applebloom hissed quietly to Babs, who simply shrugged sheepishly.
Silver Spoon was successfully put off by this remark, but Diamond Tiara was far from done. The filly calmly and collectively walked past them, and with a flick of her tail, she “innocently” knocked Babs’ ice-cream cone out of her hooves and onto the ground; it hit it with a “splat”.
“Oops!”, the filly theatrically exclaimed, placing a hoof over her mouth and doing a very poor job of hiding the fact that she did it on purpose. At the same time, she was putting on enough of an act that anypony who happened to be passing by would pass it off as an accident.
“You did that on purpose!”, Applebloom accused her in an outrage.
“Who? Me? Now, why would I do that? It's not my fault if my tail happened to be swaying that way. I can't see behind myself at all times, you know”, Diamond Tiara replied with a devious smirk, while Silver Spoon was doing a poor job of hiding her amusement at Babs’ misfortune.
“You're lyin’ through your spoiled rotten teeth, ya no good varmint!”, Applebloom yelled at the bully, placing her ice-cream cone down, jumping off the stool, and standing in front of her.
“My, my! What language!”, Diamond Tiara jeered. “Do you kiss your mom with mouth? Oh wait, that's right. You don't have one anymore, do you?”
That was a low blow for Applebloom. Her face became hurt and tearful, but at the same time, she still retained her pissed off expression overall.
“Now dat’s goin’ too far! Say you're sorry RIGHT NOW, Diamond Tiara!”, Babs shouted at the bully, jumping off her own stool and standing behind her cousin.
“And just what are you blank-flanks going to do?”, the spoiled filly replied snootily.
“I said...”, Babs started as she grabbed the filly by her mane and tossed her to the ground, “...say you're SORRY!”
The city filly huffed and puffed at Diamond Tiara, who looked like she was on the verge of tears now.
“Wah-hah-haaaaah! Daddy! This mean pony just grabbed me by the mane and threw me to the ground!”, Diamond Tiara wailed, resulting in a stallion stepping from behind the ice-cream stand.
“Oh, horseapples”, Babs cursed under her breath with a dreading expression as the stallion walked up to them.
“Just what do you, little ruffians, think you're doing to my precious little Diamond Tiara?”, he asked sternly, staring at the two with visible anger.
“P-Precious?! She knocked Babs’ ice-cream cone out of her hooves on purpose!”, Applebloom exclaimed incredulously.
“And then she made a crack about Applebloom's parents bein’ gone!”, Babs chimed in as well.
“Th-They’re lying, Daddy! I never said or did any of that!”, Diamond Tiara said, now more feigning tears than actually crying, as if to milk the situation for all it's worth. However, Filthy Rich seemed to be oblivious to this. He turned to face the two fillies again, at which point Diamond Tiara could be seen grinning devilishly from ear to ear, unknowingly to her father.
“I don't want to see you two bullies anywhere near here ever again. Do you hear me? If I see your flanks anywhere close to this ice-cream stand or any of my businesses in town, I'll be contacting your guardians post-haste, are we clear?”, Filthy Rich said with a stern glance.
“B-B-Bullies?! Us?! You've gotta be kiddin’ me!”, Babs shouted in shock and disbelief.
Filthy Rich then turned to his daughter once again, who immediately put on her act back on full throttle.
“Come on Diamond Tiara, let's go buy you that doll you've been wanting”, Filthy Rich said comfortingly to her daughter, who feigned a sniffle as she stood to all fours.
“O-Okay, daddy”, Diamond Tiara replied and began to walk beside her father. But she made sure to fling her tail up in the air, flashing her goods at the two as if to spite them before she lowered it back down a few moments later.
“Now dat's an image dat will give me nightmares for the next week and a half”, Babs stated with an audible shudder. She turned about-face and walked over to her cousin. “Sorry for not tellin’ ya dat Silver Spoon's daddy owned this place. I thought they wouldn't be here today, since those two spoiled brats are usually hoofin’ one another at Diamond Tiara's place in the afternoons.”
“No kiddin?”, Applebloom asked in surprise at this new set of information, walking beside Babs as the two were trying to get away from the ice-cream stand. “Ah didn't take those two for lesbians. Ah figured 'em to have a colt's dick inside 'em every other night.”
“Oh dat's nothin’. When I was foalish enough to hang out with them, they had me take turns eatin’ 'em out, as a sort of initiation into their little club. It took me a month to stop tastin’ their spoiled foal-holes in my mouth”, Babs continued, what caused Applebloom to turn a slight shade of green.
“That's more information than Ah needed, cuz”, she replied and shook her head, as if to erase that mental image from her mind. Her cousin gave a giggle in response to this.
* * *
“Just what the hay were you two thinkin’?!”, Applejack shouted at the two after they came back home. They put their tails between their legs with equally guilty expressions, knowing exactly why they were being yelled at. “Ah know we taught you better than to use that kind of language, young filly! And what's this Ah heard ‘bout you two startin’ a fight with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon?!”
“Ah know it was wrong of me to say that stuff in the cafe, but the ice-cream stand wasn't our fault!”, Applebloom exclaimed defensively.
“Yeah, it was Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara who started it!”, Babs chimed in as well.
“Ah don't care who started it! You two know better than to be pickin’ fights with them!”, Applejack responded and sighed, as if to calm herself before she continued speaking. “Listen, Ah know Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon ain't angels in this. Why, if those two are angels then Ah'm a consarned virgin! Mah point is, you both know those two will purposely rattle your chains, so why do ya let 'em?”
“They made a crack on Applebloom and your mom not bein’ around anymore. I couldn't just sit there and let them say dat about mah cousin!”
Applejack gasped and her eyes went wide in shock at this revelation. After a few brief moments, her expression softened greatly, but still remained stern.
“Ah'll be sure to have a talk with Filthy Rich tomorrow ‘bout that. But that doesn't make what you two did any less wrong. Two wrongs don't make a right. Ah’m sure you both know this.”
“Yeah...”, the two fillies replied and their heads hung guiltily.
“Now then, up to your room and you'll be gettin’ plenty of chores to do tomorrow for how y'all acted today, ya hear?”, Applejack concluded, to which both fillies nodded and trotted upstairs, with their tails between their legs.
“Now Applejack, don't be doin’ anythin’ rash”, Granny Smith warned, noticing her granddaughter's hooves quivering slightly in anger.
The farm pony let out a sigh.
“Ah know, Granny. Ah know it's selfish of me, but Ah kind of wish Babs did a little worse to Diamond Tiara than just toss her on the ground for that remark.”
“Applejack! Don't make me whack ya upside the head, youngin!”, Granny Smith scolded. “Why, your momma and poppa would be turnin’ in their graves if they heard such talk from ya!”
“Ah know! But those two spoiled fillies would get away with murder if their daddies could pay off a judge, y'all know this”, Applejack replied and sighed. She walked towards the front door. “Ah'm gonna get some fresh air to clear mah head and all. Ah'll be back 'fore sunset, ya hear?”
* * *
Unknown to Applejack, Babs and Applebloom had been listening intently from atop the stairwell. Once she left, the farm filly sighed dejectedly.
“Ah know what we did was wrong and all, but Ah think mah big sister is more upset ‘bout this than we are”, Applebloom remarked before she stood up and walked down the hall to her room, followed closely by Babs.
“I've never heard your sister so mad before. Does she always get like this when ponies make cracks about your mom and dad?”, Babs asked as the two entered Applebloom's room and jumped onto the bed.
The farm filly nodded in response to this.
“Yeah, a long as Ah can remember. She even decked a pony for a remark one time, but that was when Ah was a little filly.”
Babs moved up close to her, put a hoof over her back, and held her close.
“It must be rough on you, not knowin’ your mom and dad”, she remarked softly, nuzzling her cousin affectionately.
“It is sometimes, but when Ah look at the night's sky, Ah know they are watchin’ over all of us: me, Applejack and Big Macintosh”, Applebloom replied, looking at the window which showed the sun beginning to set.
“Oh? How do you know that?”, Babs asked curiously.
“Granny Smith told me. See, when a pony dies, their soul floats up and becomes a star in the night's sky. Granny's never lied to me before, so Ah know what she told me is true. She even showed me, Applejack and Big Macintosh which two stars are our momma and poppa. Ah can show you when the night-time comes, if ya like”, Applebloom offered, nuzzling Babs back without thinking.
This once again made her reflect on her actions. “Guess your mind's made up, isn't it?”, she thought to herself. She closed her eyes and placed a hoof over her chest, where her heart continued to beat silently but swiftly. “No use fightin ya anymore, Ah suppose”, she thought and sighed aloud with a soft smile.
“Somethin the matter, cuz? Is your chest hurtin’ ya or somethin’?”
Applebloom opened her eyes and looked at her cousin, but this look was different from the others and the city filly immediately knew this.
“Mmm-mmmm”, she replied, shaking her head gently. She then placed a hoof on Babs cheek and slowly leaned in.
“Well, dat is new, usually I'm the one who needs to make the first move”, Babs remarked with a smirk as she leaned in as well.
“Just kiss me, you city slicker filly”, Applebloom replied with a smirk of her own.
Moments later their lips locked with one another as they willingly shared a kiss for the first time. As the two continued to kiss, the sun slowly set, revealing the night and a few moments later - two stars, which shone very brightly...
“Don't be spoutin’ off, consarned horseapples, that ya daughter is an innocent angel! You and me both know she's no angel, but ya choose to ignore her bein’ a bully!”
“Now see here! I won't stand back and let you talk about my daughter like this!”
Applebloom and Babs were rudely awoken the next morning by a rather loud argument between Applejack and Filthy Rich. The two fillies were now listening from the top of the stairs.
“Applejack! Mind your temper, youngin!”, Granny Smith exclaimed as she stood between her granddaughter and the stallion. “We asked him to come over to talk to him, not to get into an ol’ fashioned hoof wrestlin’!”
She then turned to look at Filthy Rich.
“We ain't sayin’ Applebloom and Babs are innocent in this, Filthy Rich, but mah grand niece isn't one to go about makin’ up tall tales when it comes to our family, either.”
She and Filthy Rich were exchanging glances for a moment. Finally, he took a deep breath and sighed heavily.
“Let’s say that I believe you lot about my daughter doing what she did”, he started. “What do you want me to do about it? It goes without saying that my little Diamond Tiara is hard to please, and a direct punishment would blow up in my face.”
“Maybe if ya didn't spoil her so much then she wouldn't be like that”, Applejack remarked. This once again ticked off the stallion.
“Ah swear Applejack”, Granny Smith started, “ya’re never too old for me to bend over mah knee and tan that orange hide of yours!”, she warned.
Applejack immediately cowered under her grandmother’s disapproving glare. The elder mare then turned her head to face the stallion.
“Now then, Ah reckon a clever use of punishment for the three is in order. Since Babs has a fuse as short as her tail, Ah reckon it would be a bad idea to send her along for this.”
“With all due respect miss, please get to the point”, Filthy Rich replied with a slightly stern expression.
“Ah reckon a day of spendin’ some nice quality time together is in order for them”, Granny Smith suggested coolly.
This was met with shocked looks of disbelief from both parties.
“No disrespect Granny, but... Have y'all fell of your consarned rockin’ chair one too many times?!”, Applejack asked in shock. “Applebloom hates Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon!”
“I'm inclined to side with Applejack on this matter”, Filthy Rich agreed. “My little Diamond Tiara can't stand to be within five feet of that filly, nor can Silver Spoon for that matter.”
“And that's why we’d have 'em spending time together! Ya gettin’ the point yet, or do Ah need to spell it out even more for ya?”, Granny Smith replied with a smirk.
“Oh, Ah'm followin ya now, Granny. But how can we be sure the two will stay in the same place?”, Applejack asked.
“Hmm... I believe I'm understanding the concept behind this now”, Filthy Rich mused aloud. “I suppose they could stay in my daughter's bedroom for a few hours at the most. But even so, how can we guarantee they won't hurt one another? If that filly of yours lays a hoof on my daughter...”
“Oh, she won't. Isn't that right, youngin?!”, Granny Smith called, looking up to the stairwell with a knowing look. Applebloom and Babs both gave startled gasps.
“How'd she know we were here?!”, Babs whispered to her cousin as the two walked downstairs and faced the group.
“Yes, Granny...”, Applebloom replied with a scowl. She wiped the disgruntled look off her face, however, when she saw the elder mare shooting her a stern glance.
“And you best be tellin’ your daughter to play nice as well”, Applejack piped up, eyeing the stallion.
“That I will do. You don't have to worry about that,” the stallion replied, glaring back at the mare.
“Well then”, Granny Smith spoke to Filthy Rich with a smile, “now that we have that matter settled, what time do you think would be best?”
* * *
“But daddy!”, Diamond Tiara pleaded, giving her father the best pouty look she could muster.
“Don't you but daddy me, young filly”, Filthy Rich countered in the best stern tone he could come up with. “It's because of you not being able to keep your own mouth shut that you're in this situation. Now then, I want you and Silver Spoon to spend some time with this filly for a few hours. Are we clear?”
“But I don't wanna!”, Diamond Tiara wailed, sitting on her rump and crossing her arms.
The stallion sighed and turned to look at the Apples.
“Is there another way around this?”, he asked in an unusually calm manner.
“Not if ya wanna make any money come Zap Apple harvest”, Applejack replied with a glare.
Filthy Rich’s right eye twitched slightly in response to this. He turned to face his daughter, and his expression became stern.
“Now see here!”, he said in the most strict manner possible. “You're gonna be spending some time with that filly, and you're gonna like it! Are we clear?!”
“But daddy--”
“End of discussion, young filly!”
Filthy Rich turned about-face, opened the door to Diamond Tiara's room and snapped his hoof in that direction. With an overly dramatic pouting, his daughter trudged her way into her bedroom, followed by Silver Spoon who was being quiet this entire time.
Applejack then turned to look at her little sister with a stern glance.
“Now, y'all play nice, ya hear?”, she said simply yet sternly to the filly.
Applebloom put on her own pouty expression in response.
“But big sis... ya know how she is”, she pleaded.
“That Ah do, but ya brought this on yourself. It's only a few hours. So get that tail of yours movin’ into that bedroom, youngin!”
Applejack pointed a hoof in the direction of Diamond Tiara's bedroom. With one final groan, the filly trudged her way into the bedroom and the door was closed behind her.
“This is completely outrageous!”, Diamond Tiara exclaimed, tossing one of her dolls against the wall. “Forcing me to spend time with this blank-flank!”, she said and crossed her arms defiantly, with a sigh to boot.
“You're the one who made the crack about her parents,” Silver Spoon remarked and then sighed herself. “Oh, and for the record, blank-flank, I didn't find that crack funny.”
“Nice to know that at least one of ya has some self-respect”, Applebloom responded, resulting with a glare from Diamond Tiara.
“Let’s get one thing straight here, blank-flank”, the spoiled filly started. “You are only allowed in my room because my daddy is forcing me to let you be in here. So I don't want to hear a word out of you the entire time, are we clear?!”, she yelled, jumping off her bed and pointing a hoof in the farm pony's face.
“Fine with me”, Applebloom replied, turning about-face and laying down on the floor.
For some time, the three didn't say a word. But as the time went on, the farm pony could have sworn she heard whispering amongst the two when they were lying on the bed.
“Why should I?!”, she heard one of them whispering.
“I'm all for making those blank-flanks miserable myself, but that crossed the line, Tiara! You above all ponies know what it's like to be separated from your mom.”
Applebloom heard as these hushed whispers were followed by an overly exasperated sigh by Diamond Tiara.
“Hey blank-flank, I got something I want to say”, the spoiled filly said aloud.
Applebloom turned to look at them.
“What is it?”, she asked in a less than thrilled tone.
“I'm getting to it!”, Diamond Tiara exclaimed, giving an annoyed glare towards Silver Spoon. “I-I'm sorry for making that crack about your mom, okay?”, she finally blurted out.
“Gee, that sounded like it must have been real hard to say”, the farm pony jeered with a smirk.
Diamond Tiara's face went a slight shade of crimson in result. Applebloom was relishing in the idea of making this bully squirm now, although she did appreciate the apology.
“Oh, shut it! It's not like you know anything about me anyways, blank-flank”, Diamond Tiara retorted with a glare.
“The name's Applebloom, but y'all already know this. The least ya could do is calling me by mah name”, the farm pony replied, getting tired of being called a blank-flank so often.
“Oh? And what will you do if we won't?”, Diamond Tiara answered with a smirk.
Applebloom thought about it for a few moments. Suddenly, she got an idea. It was underhoofed, but with these bullies, she figured it was enough to get some grim satisfaction out of making them squirm.
“Ah'll be just tellin’ your daddy that you forced Babs to eat you both out”, she finally replied with a confident grin.
The bullies looked at each other in response. They blinked twice, and then... broke into spontaneous laughter.
“What's so funny?!”, the farm pony asked in utter confusion.
“Us? Let a blank-flank anywhere near our foal-holes? Bwahaha!”, Silver Spoon said between fits of laughter. “I don't know what that cousin of yours told you, but that is the biggest load of horseapples I ever heard of!”
They continued to laugh loudly for a time before finally calming down a bit.
“I'd sooner let Featherweight stick his dick in there. And that, blank-flank, is saying something”, Diamond Tiara remarked, sighing as she wiped tears from her eyes from laughing so hard.
“Just out of curiosity, what else did she tell you about us?”, Silver Spoon asked.
“She told me that you two are usually busy hoofin’ one another in the afternoons. That's the only reason she thought to take us to your daddy's ice-cream stand”, Applebloom replied, being shaken from her supposed trump card blowing up in her face.
This statement, however, appeared to have some truth to it, because both fillies exchanged slight blushes before looking back at her.
“The only reason that this blank-flank even knows what we do behind closed doors”, Diamond Tiara started snootily, “is because she walked in on us once in the midst of our love-making. You know, when she was cool enough to hang out with us. But if you think that this is your little trump card here, then I'm afraid you’re sadly mistaken, blank-flank. My daddy would never believe such a thing without proof, and you've got none.”
“So you two are really datin’?”, the farm pony asked curiously.
“Duh! You really think we would do anything without getting into a relationship first?”, Diamond Tiara replied with a slight blush. “Give us a little bit more credit, blank-flank.”
“A bit hard to do that when all Ah've seen of you two is bein’ bullies”, Applebloom remarked under her breath with an eye-roll.
Being called a blank-flank every other sentence was really starting to edge on her nerves now. If she wanted to get some kind of respect from these two spoiled fillies, even a temporary one, she would have to take a gamble.
“Ah bet Featherweight has some photos of ya two doin’ it”, she pointed out slyly, much to the panic of both fillies.
“That toothpick-sized colt wouldn't even think of it! Not after we gave him all those bits to shut his scrawny flank up”, Diamond Tiara exclaimed defensively.
This resulted in Silver Spoon performing a double facehoofing gesture.
“Way to shoot your mouth off Tiara, now the blank-flank has a leverage on us!”, she groaned.
“Oops” was all the spoiled filly could say to this, slamming her face herself too. She turned to look at the farm pony. “Alright, so you got us. What do you want? If it’s sexual favors, then you're barking up the wrong tree, doggy”, she declared snootily.
This made the farm pony blush furiously.
“N-No! Ah don't want anythin’ like that!”, Applebloom quickly denied, looking away from the two in order to hide her crimson red blush.
“Then out with it!”, Diamond Tiara commanded, clearly ticked off now.
Applebloom began thinking as quickly as she could. Finally, she spoke up:
“First off, Ah want you two to call me by mah proper name. Secondly, Ah have a few questions for y'all that ya best be answerin’ honestly and seriously. Thirdly, Ah want y'all to leave me and Babs alone for the week.”
“Is that all?”, Diamond Tiara asked in annoyance, making it seem as if the entire notion of not picking on them for a week was a crime in itself. “Then out with the questions already, blank--I mean Applebloom.”
Although these two were the last ponies in Equestria she wanted an advice from, they also were the only ponies in Equestria she knew of who were in the same kind of relationship as she was. So, reluctantly, she mustered all her courage and asked:
“Well, Ah was wondering, since ya two are in a relationship and all, do ya love each other?”
The two fillies looked at one another, blushed, then looked back at the filly.
“Well, of course we love each other, what kind of question is that?!”, Diamond Tiara asked in utter confusion.
“Ah mean, is love really needed to be attracted to another filly?”, Applebloom quickly corrected herself in order to get a proper answer.
“Well, of course not, but it does make it all the more sweet when we have our little private time. Doesn't it, Silver Spoon?”, Diamond Tiara replied, much to the embarrassment of her mate. Silver Spoon’s face was now adorned with a slight shade of crimson, but she still nodded silently.
Attempting to hide her blush, the farm pony moved on to the next question.
“When y'all well, do it, what's it like? Does it hurt?”
The two bullies once again exchanged blushes. However, Silver Spoon was the one to reply this time:
“Of course it feels good. Well, unless you dry-hoof a pony, then that hurts like a wasp-sting.”
“Dry-hoof?”, Applebloom asked before she could stop herself.
“She means, sticking a hoof in another pony's foal-hole before they are properly prepared”, Diamond Tiara explained this time.
This only confused the farm pony even more. Her expression must have made it obvious, because the spoiled filly groaned and slammed a hoof on her forehead.
“I mean, you have to get them in the mood, so they are good and wet before you stick your hoof in”, she explained further. “Geez, didn't that sister of yours teach you anything?!”
“N-Not really. Ah'm still not clear on what ya mean by gettin’ 'em wet”, Applebloom replied with a blush.
While she knew what the term “being wet” meant, it wasn't too clear to her how a mare or a filly got to that point to begin with. For all her would-be “sexual knowledge”, she really was nothing more than a filly who knew a bunch of dirty terms, with a very limited range of knowledge in such acts.
“A-Are you kidding me?!”, Diamond Tiara blurted out in disbelief. “You honest to Luna mean to tell me that you've never even touched yourself back there?!”
“Ah did once”, the farm pony admitted. She was blushing so much now that she thought her face might burst from the amount of blood coursing through her face.
“I bet you never went all the way, did you?”, Diamond Tiara replied with a sneer and then giggled loudly. “Oh wow. You are missing out, filly!”
“You still didn’t tell me what gettin’ 'em wet means”, Applebloom reminded her, though she didn't dare to look at the two now. Her face continued to burn as she awaited the answer.
“Lock the door, Silver Spoon”, Diamond Tiara said is response, much to the shock of both other fillies.
“Tiara, you can't possibly be considering messing with her, are you?”, Silver Spoon asked incredulously as she walked over to the door and locked it.
“Of course not! I wouldn't put anything of mine even close to that blank--”, the spoiled filly began to say, only to cut herself off when she noticed Applebloom’s stare.
She waited for Silver Spoon to jump back onto the bed. Just as soon as she did, Diamond Tiara cleared her throat.
“Okay. On your back now, Silver Spoon. And make sure your hindquarters are facing her”, she ordered.
This resulted in shocked, wide-eyed stares from both Silver Spoon and Applebloom. The first did as she was told, however.
“Pay attention, blank--I mean Applebloom”, Diamond Tiara continued. “You should feel honored to learn from the best”, she remarked with a smirk, lowering Silver Spoon's tail which up until now was tucked between her legs to shield her goods from sight.
“Y-You sure this is such a good idea, Tiara?”, Silver Spoon asked, blushing furiously upon her goods being exposed to the farm pony.
“It's not like she doesn't know that we've already been doing it, anyways”, Diamond Tiara replied with a smirk, beginning to lower her hoof down towards Silver Spoon's vagina.
“H-How is this tellin’ me what gettin’ 'em wet means?!”, the farm pony asked a bit fearfully, going wide-eyed as Diamond Tiara's hoof ran along her lover's mound. It earned a sharp moan from the filly. “A-Aren't you hurtin’ her?”
The spoiled filly let out an aggravated groan and rolled her eyes upon hearing this question.
“No, you apple-brained nitwit. I'm pleasuring her. Now, pay close attention to this part of her and you'll begin to notice something interesting”, she replied, making sure she wasn't blocking the farm pony's view as she continued to stroke Silver Spoon's mound, more specifically the upper portion of it.
“Tiara... please put your tongue in there, you're teasing me!”, Silver Spoon exclaimed quietly with a soft moan.
“T-T-Tongue?!”, Applebloom blurted out, her eyes going wide and the jaw dropping at this request.
“Just a few moments ago you weren't so hot for the idea, Silver Spoon, and now you're begging me to give you oral”, Diamond Tiara remarked with a devious grin.
“W-What if your poppa comes walkin’ in? Won't you two get in trouble?”, Applebloom stuttered, barely able to ask this question as she kept staring at the two, seemingly unable to look away from the deviant act they were committing.
“As if!”, Diamond Tiara snorted. “My daddy never bothers to check up on me. He's too busy with his business to pay attention to me most of the time”, she said and rolled her eyes. “Now, pay attention Applebloom. What I'm about to do to Silver Spoon is what’s called oral. Something I'm sure you'll be experiencing soon enough with the filly you've got the hots for.”
After that, Diamond Tiara lowered her mouth down, extended her tongue out and ran it over Silver Spoon’s mound; she then dipped it inside, earning a sharp and fairly loud moan from the silver-furred filly.
“Wh-What makes ya think Ah got the hots for a filly?”, Applebloom asked with a panicked look on her face.
Diamond Tiara raised her face from Silver Spoon's treat - much to the latter's annoyance - to look at the farm pony with an eye-roll.
“What do you take me for?”, she said. “The questions you've been asking scream that you've got the hots for a filly. Though I have no idea what filly in their right mind would be attracted to you”, she remarked with a coy smirk.
“S-Stick it back in, Tiara, please!”, Silver Spoon's voice erupted. Though it was not as loud as the farm pony imagined, it still made her give a panicked glance at the door.
“One moment, Silver Spoon. I need to show our inexperienced audience something interesting”, Diamond Tiara replied and motioned Applebloom to come closer.
Although reluctantly, Applebloom slowly started moving towards the two. The closer she got, the stronger the musky scent that now filled the room became to her nostrils. She finally stopped when Diamond Tiara raised a hoof to halt her in her tracks.
“Now look closely”, the spoiled filly instructed as she slightly parted Silver Spoon's nether-lips, revealing a wet string of wetness. It seemed to snap and drip to the sides of the silver-furred filly's inner lips, amongst the abundant amounts of filly juices.
“This is called being wet. And what you've seen me doing to my lovely little fillyfriend is what's called getting them wet. Are you following yet, or do I need to make it anymore clear?”
Diamond Tiara’s expression made the farm pony feel that if she said anything other than “yes”, the spoiled filly would get rather peeved off at her. So she nodded silently as if to say that she understood. To be honest, she genuinely understood now... for the most part. However, it didn't make the whole act any less awkward for her.
“Good. Now get back to where you were and keep on watching. You'll see something even more interesting soon”, Diamond Tiara said coyly, motioning Applebloom to move away.
After that, she lowered her mouth back down and resumed her oral assault on Silver Spoon's soaking wet slit. Applebloom walked back to her previous spot and placed her rump firmly on the floor, continuing to watch the two fillies perform their deviant act.
As time went on however, the farm pony suddenly realized that her very own nether-regions were growing quite warm. Curious, she laid down on her side, placed a hoof over her mound, and let out an audible shudder as she parted her own lips slightly, immediately feeling something warm and wet. She raised her hoof to her eye-level to get a look at it. Sure enough, as she looked at it, she could see that the part of her hoof that she dipped inside was damp.
“If you're gonna clop to us doing it, then you better put a pillow under you!”, Diamond Tiara's voice piped up, snapping Applebloom out of her observations. “I'm not going to have to explain to my daddy why there's a stain on his one-thousand bit carpet.”
“Ah-Ah'm not gonna clop to y'all doin’ it!”, Applebloom exclaimed defensively, swiftly returning to her previous position. She felt herself blushing even more so than she already was, if it’s even possible. “Ah was just curious why Ah was feelin’ so warm down there, that’s all!”
“Your loss, blank-flank. Oh, and by the way: in case you didn't realize it, you're wet because you're watching us do it”, Diamond Tiara replied with a smirk before she dove back down on Silver Spoon.
“Ah-Ah know that! Ya don't need to spell it out for me anymore. Ah get how it works now”, the farm pony replied defensively, turning her gaze away from them for a moment, but quickly returning to looking at the two.
As the time went on, Silver Spoon was getting louder and louder, causing the farm pony to feel more and more nervous.
“Oh for pony's sake, bite on a pillow, Silver Spoon!”, Diamond Tiara said aloud. “Geez, you always get so vocal!”
She soon turned her gaze towards the farm pony, who looked as if she was going stir-crazy.
“Last chance, Applebloom”, she said. “Silver Spoon's heading for the home stretch, and I'm not going to sit here and watch you clop after it's all over. So either get to grind a hoof between your hind legs now, or wait ‘till you get home.”
“H-Home stretch?”, Applebloom asked, rather confused by that statement.
“She's going to squirt her juices all over the bed, duh!”, Diamond Tiara exclaimed with yet another eye-roll, as if the filly should have known this. She then went back down on Silver Spoon, who was biting furiously on a pillow now, her muffled moans clearly audible through it.
Applebloom knew what that meant at least, and to be honest, she was glad this deviant act was almost over. Never before had she felt the urge to dive a hoof between her hind legs so badly. However, she wasn't going to give the two bullies the satisfaction of making her cave and masturbate to them doing it. No, she was better than that.
Nearly five torturous minutes later, Silver Spoon gave what must have been her orgasmic cry, in the form of a loud scream muffled out by the pillow. Moments later, a visible wet stain could be seen forming between her legs, which rested on the bed on each side of Diamond Tiara's head. They tensed for a few short moments as Silver Spoon came, and suddenly relaxed soon later.
Diamond Tiara, however, didn't remove her face from between her lover's legs and continued lapping at her slit for a few moments longer. Eventually, she raised her head up and turned to look at the farm pony. It revealed her face being rather damp, with a couple of drops of Silver Spoon's filly juices dripping from her lower jaw and threatening to drip onto the bed. The filly give a quick lick around her lips to sweep them up and grinned deviously at Applebloom.
“Hope that was educational for you, blank-flank”, Diamond Tiara said with a smirk.
She jumped off the bed and revealed Silver Spoon, whose chest was heaving up and down while her nether-lips and inner thighs looked nearly soaked.
“Now, grab a can of air-freshener.”
“Wh-what?”, Applebloom asked, confused by the filly's request.
“Did I stutter? We need to cover up the musky scent in the air, or my daddy will know we've been up to something”, Diamond Tiara replied in annoyance. She then took a can of air-freshener off the counter, placed it on the floor and pressed the button several times, sending a mist of cherry-scented liquid into the air.
“Ah... Ah still have one more question”, Applebloom managed to say as she walked over to the counter, grabbed one of the cans of air-freshener, and began to spray it around the room.
“We let you watch us do it and even offer to let you clop to us doing it, which you missed out on might I add, and you still want to ask us more questions?”, Diamond Tiara replied, looking thoroughly annoyed by the filly's inquisitive attitude.
“W-Well, this one is a bit more serious than the others”, Applebloom answered, looking away with a slight blush.
“Out with it then”, Diamond Tiara said, letting out an aggravated sigh.
“Is it wrong for a pony to be datin’ their cousin?”, Applebloom asked.
She immediately regretted asking this question, because upon hearing it, Silver Spoon suddenly sat up with a shocked expression on her face, and Diamond Tiara looked just as shocked. Both their faces turned into devious grins soon after.
“No. As far as we're concerned, there isn't. But then again, not every pony thinks the way we do”, Diamond Tiara replied as she walked over to Applebloom and wrapped a hoof around her, much to the filly's discomfort. “Tell you what, as long as you keep a lid on us doing it, we won't say a word about you dating that blank-flank cousin of yours. How's that sound? This, of course, means that our previous deal is off”, Diamond Tiara remarked with a smirk.
“H-How did you know it was Babs?”, Applebloom asked, looking paler than a ghost and her chest going ice-cold.
“You made it more than obvious with your questions, blank-flank”, Silver Spoon piped up, apparently fully recovered from her orgasm now. “Besides, Babs is the only cousin that you hang out with so much. So of course it's obvious.”
Diamond Tiara gave her a hard pat on the back, nearly knocking the wind out of her.
“As long as you keep your mouth shut, we'll keep ours shut, blank-flank. Who knows, maybe we won't pick on you two as much, since we have so much in common”, Diamond Tiara replied with a giggle, releasing the farm pony from her grip, walking over to the door, and unlocking it.
“Maybe!”, Silver Spoon chimed in, at which point the two both laughed in unison.
* * *
Short thirty minutes later, Applejack walked through the door and brought the filly back home. Applebloom quickly found out that she still had chores to do, along with her cousin.
“So, how did the visit with the spoiled brats go?”, Babs asked curiously as the two scrubbed the side of the barn.
“It was... educational”, Applebloom replied, though she sounded agitated at the moment.
“Educational how?”
“For starters, Ah found out that ya are full of horsefeathers!”, the farm pony erupted suddenly, slamming the sponge into the bucket and glaring at her.
“What do you mean?”, Babs asked in confusion, looking less than confident.
“Ah wonder, maybe it has somethin’ to do with your claim that ya were eatin’ the two out!”, Applebloom exclaimed in frustration. “If you wanna make this relationship work, Babs, ya need to cut the horseapples and be honest with me! Stop talkin’ yourself up to make ya look better than Ah am!”
“S-Sorry! I just didn't want you to think I was an inexperienced filly, that’s all”, Babs replied guiltily, followed by a sigh. “What's got you so uptight, anyways?”
“It's nothin’”, the farm pony lied, picked up her sponge from the bucket and began to scrub the barn wall with the utmost attention.
Truth be told, she had been looking forward to getting home, closing herself in her bedroom and actually doing what Diamond Tiara was suggesting her to do during the deviant act from earlier. The fact that she had been unable to do so was putting her in a foul mood, though she had no idea why.
“Well, while you've been chattin’ away with those two bullies, I've been forced to work my flank off all day. So compared to me, you've had it easy!”, Babs remarked heatedly, looking thoroughly annoyed by her lover's lack of empathy towards her situation.
“If you call it easy to be forced to watch 'em fool around and be all hot and bothered from it”, Applebloom growled as she continued to scrub the wall. She paid no attention to the fact that she just said this aloud, and if she had, she did not care.
“Well. That explains a lot”, Babs remarked, seemingly shocked by this new set of information.
“What explains a lot?”
“You're sexually frustrated, Applebloom. It tends to happen when a pony gets really aroused but can't relieve themselves”, Babs replied and smiled slyly. “Want help with that?”
“Thanks for the information and the offer, cuz, but Ah reckon we got some chores to do”, Applebloom replied, not taking her eyes off the barn wall.
“Alright, your loss”, Babs shrugged in response. The sudden grinding of the sponge against the barn wall by Applebloom made it more than obvious that this remark ticked the filly off even more. “Did I say somethin’ wrong?”
“Just keep on scrubbin’ and Ah might take ya up on your offer later”, Applebloom said, putting a strong emphasis on the word “might”. Her tone still sounded as if she wasn't fond of the idea, though.
“Did Ah really just say that?!”, Applebloom thought to herself upon reflecting on her words. “Get a grip on yourself, Applebloom! Bein’ all hot and bothered is messin’ with your judgment!”. While she already stopped fighting against her feelings for her cousin, she was not ready for any kind of intimacy beyond cuddling, at least yet.
“On second thought, Ah'm gonna go and take care of mahself now”, she finally declared a few moments later. She threw the sponge into the bucket and walked away towards the house.
“H-Hey! You can't leave me here to clean this barn while you go off and clop!”, Babs called her back in disbelief. “Applebloom?!”
Applebloom!!!
The city filly's final shout went ignored by Applebloom as she stepped some distance away from her cousin and the barn, and finally stopped behind a tree and a few bushes. She laid on her side, and began to stroke her mound sensually with her right front hoof, giving an audible moan as she did so...
“Blast dat horny filly, leaving me to clean this barn while she goes off and plays with herself!”, Babs grumbled to herself as she continued to scrub the barn wall.
“Where's Applebloom?”, she suddenly heard from behind, making her jolt her hoof up in surprise. With a completely pale face, she turned her head to see Applejack.
“Um, uh, erm, well, um, uh...”, she stammered, unable to utter a single word.
“Ah asked ya a question, Babs. Now Ah reckon Ah deserve an answer”, Applejack said, giving a stern look at the city filly.
Babs’ chest went ice-cold and she struggled to come up with anything to say in response.
“Well, um, the thing is, I don't really know... yeah, no idea, sorry!”, she finally managed to blurt out with a nervous smile.
However, the farm pony didn't look convinced. In fact, her eyes narrowed at the city filly, causing her to feel even more uneasy.
“Ya know, it's not a good idea to be lyin’ to your cousin, especially when ya are in trouble already”, Applejack said with a threatening look.
Babs gulped loudly.
* * *
Applebloom moaned out as she stroked her clit, feeling herself tense up slightly with each sensual stroke, pushing her closer and closer to her climax.
“Why didn't Ah ever think to do this before? This feels amazin’!”, she remarked aloud to herself.
It was followed by yet another sharp moan as she gingerly but slowly edged her hoof inside of her soaking wet folds, at which point she arched up and moaned out even louder.
“As much as Ah hate to admit it, if it weren't for that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, Ah would have never touched mahself again after that one time”, she remarked breathlessly, continuing to slowly thrust her hoof in and out of her foal-hole.
During that one other time when the farm pony had gotten curious enough to touch herself there, she had no idea what to do, and it actually hurt, because she didn't know how to do it properly. Thanks to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon's little performance, she knew exactly how to warm herself up now, and the rest was coming naturally to the curious filly.
She had to admit though that she didn't know how long it would take to reach an orgasm, nor did she know how to properly gauge herself. She was, after all, an inexperienced filly who was experiencing true pleasure for the first time. The one thing she did know, however, is that the more she shoved her hoof inside herself, the more addicting the pleasure coursing through her body was getting.
She could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing on her hoof with every thrust now, the musky scent in the air intoxicating the filly. The warmth, wetness, and the faint squelching sounds that surrounded her hoof were getting hotter, wetter, and louder with each thrust. Without even realizing it, Applebloom began to thrust her hoof in and out of her puffy yellow slit faster and harder, the delight coursing through her body causing her to instinctively pick up the rhythm of her thrusts as the pleasure kept getting stronger and stronger with each passing second.
She moaned out without a care in the world, her entire body feeling as if it was ready to burst. A few short moments later, it finally tensed up, her vagina muscles clamped down on her hoof as hard as they could, and the filly ultimately gave a high-pitched orgasmic cry.
Applebloom, why the hay are ya screamin--?!”, Applejack asked as she walked through the bushes together with Babs, only to be cut off by the scene that played out before her.
Applebloom's eyes snapped wide in shock with a crimson red blush. She looked over at her sister and Babs, unable to halt her orgasm as her body continued to tense up, her vagina was still clamping down on her hoof, and a visible puddle started forming at the base of her tail.
“D-Don't l-look!”, she cried desperately, her body continuing to shamefully ride out its orgasm.
Applejack finally snapped herself out of her shock, slammed her hat over her face, turned around, and ran from the immediate area, stopping just outside of it.
“Mah eyes! Oh for the love of Luna, Ah'm never gonna get that image out of mah head!”, the traumatized mare yelled as she fought the urge to retch on the spot.
Meanwhile, Babs simply stood there and watched with a grin on her face as the farm filly ride out her climax.
“Wow, cuz. You sure were pent-up, weren't ya?”, she jeered with a smirk, much to the shame of the farm filly.
Applebloom’s body finally relaxed. Huffing and puffing, she flashed a glare towards the city filly.
“Shut...the...buck...up”, she panted as she lay there, still blushing furiously.
* * *
“Applejack, would ya get your rump in here?”, Granny Smith asked her granddaughter impatiently, who seemed to be scouring the kitchen. Applebloom and Babs sat in front of the elder mare silently.
“Ah'm lookin’ for the lemons, so Ah can burn mah eyes out, Granny!”, Applejack replied in a freaked out tone. A faint cluttering could be heard a few moments later, causing the elder mare to place a hoof on her forehead with a sigh.
“Would ya stop bein’ so overly dramatic ‘bout this? What she was doin’ is perfectly natural for a filly of her age!”
“Yeah, but you didn't see her doin’ it!”
This was met with yet another annoyed sigh by the elder mare.
“Oh for the love of Luna... Get your flank in here this instant, young mare!”, Granny Smith finally exclaimed, clearly getting tired of her granddaughter’s overly dramatic antics.
The cluttering in the kitchen came to an abrupt halt. Applejack could be seen poking her head through the kitchen doorway soon after.
“Yes, Granny...”, she replied, though her face still sported a slight shade of green as she walked into the front room and sat next to her grandmother.
“Ahem! Now then, about what happened”, Granny Smith started. “As Ah said, what ya were doin’, youngin, was perfectly natural. But ya chose a poor time to be doin’ it”, she remarked, staring specifically at Applebloom now.
“Ah know, Granny, but--”
“No buts, youngin”, Granny cut off the filly. “If you wanna go off and pet your kitty, that's your choice. However! Ya do it in your own spare time and not when ya are in trouble. Are we clear?”
Applebloom blushed and nodded silently in response to this question.
“Can we please stop talkin’ about this?”, Applejack spoke up, putting her over hat over her face again. “Ah'm already mighty tempted to run back into the kitchen and resume mah search for those lemons.”
The elder mare gave yet another sigh upon hearing this.
“Applebloom, can Ah speak to ya in private?”, she asked and started walking towards her rocking chair in the other room.
Applebloom rolled her eyes.
“If she's gonna be talkin’ to me ‘bout the birds and the bees”, she whispered to Babs, “Ah'm walkin’ out that door to do more chores.”
Her cousin giggled in response. After that, Applebloom followed her grandmother into the other room.
“Now, Ah want the truth out of ya, young filly”, Granny spoke up. “What the hay would posses ya to run off and pet yer kitty in such an open area for?”
Applebloom blushed furiously at this question, looking away from her grandmother.
“Ah was all hot and bothered and Ah hadn't been able to... well, ya know all day, and it was really gettin’ to me”, she finally answered, still unable to look her grandmother in the eyes, with her face continuing to burn.
The elder mare sighed dejectedly at this.
“Ah don't want ya to be gettin’ the wrong idea, youngin. Ah'm not sayin’ what ya were doin’ was wrong, but--”
“Ah know that, Granny!”, Applebloom interrupted, still not looking her in the eyes. “Ah'm not a little filly anymore! Sheesh!”
“Now, Ah didn't raise ya to be disrespectin’ yer elders, youngin, let me finish before ya go off and spout off stuff like that”, Granny remarked with a stern glance. She sighed once again. “Like Ah was sayin’, Ah'm not sayin’ what ya were doin’ is wrong, but if ya are gettin’ that hot and bothered over nothin’, then maybe ya are growin’ up a little more than we thought”, she finished, looking at her granddaughter with a soft smile.
“Growin’ up a little more than ya thought?”, Applebloom asked in confusion, looking at her grandmother for the first time since this awkward discussion began. “What the hay is that supposed to mean?”
“Ah reckon ya might be goin’ through your first heat cycle, youngin”, the elder mare replied wisely. ”Though you're a little young for it, it's not uncommon.”
This made Applebloom go wide-eyed with a crimson red blush.
“N-No! It's not like that at all!”, she exclaimed defensively, knowing very well what a heat cycle was thanks to Cheerilee's class. Although, it was the other students she had learned this from, rather than the teacher herself.
“Oh? How can ya be so sure?”, Granny asked with a raised eyebrow. “Ah reckon this must be it, unless somethin’ else happened to ya to get ya all hot and bothered. Did somethin’ happen during yer time with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon that ya’re not tellin’ us?”
Granny Smith gave an inquisitive stare towards the farm filly, who fidgeted nervously on the spot.
“As long as you keep your mouth shut, we'll keep ours shut, blank-flank”, the bully’s words rang through Applebloom's mind.
“N-No”, she lied. “Nothin’ happened while Ah was over there. We just kept to ourselves the entire time and didn't say a word. Honest!”
A few tense moments passed as the elder mare stared at her granddaughter, as if attempting to determine whether she was telling her the truth or not. Applebloom could feel sweat starting to form on her forehead.
“Well then”, the elder mare finally spoke up. “Ah guess we should get ya checked out by a doctor, to see if ya are goin’ through a heat cycle or not, youngin. Even if ya aren't, it never hurts to be careful. A filly's first heat cycle can be a dangerous time for 'em, and they don't always know it's happenin’ to 'em ‘till after they've finished hoof knockin’ with a kitty full of milk. And by then, it's too late”, Granny finished, much to the filly’s discomfort.
* * *
“And now Granny Smith is gonna be askin’ a doctor to check me out, to see if Ah'm goin’ through mah first ever heat cycle!”, Applebloom exclaimed, having finished explaining the situation to Babs while the two continued cleaning up the barn wall.
“Well horsefeathers, that sucks”, her cousin replied sympathetically, focusing on scrubbing out a stain on the barn wall which seemed to be especially hard to get rid of.
“You're tellin’ me! Ah never meant to tell them outright that we were datin’, but they are smarter than Ah gave 'em credit for. So Ah couldn't tell Granny Smith the truth without those two varmints exposin’ us”, Applebloom said and sighed.
“Well, the day's almost over. We'll be able to go back inside soon enough I guess”, Babs pointed out, glancing over at the setting sun. She then looked back at Applebloom with a sly grin. “Wanna try what those two were doin’ tonight?”
Upon hearing this, the farm pony looked at her cousin with a crimson red blush.
“N-No! Ah'm not ready for that yet, Babs”, Applebloom flustered and sighed.
“Fine, no need to get huffy with me”, Babs replied heatedly and resumed scrubbing the barn wall.
Applebloom observed her cousin, taking note of her disappointment. She sighed once again.
“L-Listen, if ya promise that ya won't try anythin’ on me for the week...”, she started. Feeling more nervous than ever, she took a deep breath and continued: “...Ah-Ah'll do it with ya the night before ya have to go back home. Okay?”
“Really?!”, Babs asked in disbelief, looking positively thrilled and excited by the offer.
“Y-Yeah, but ya can't be tryin’ anythin’ on me the whole week. Got it?”, Applebloom reminded to her cousin who was beaming with excitement and joy.
“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”, Babs Pinkie Promised, exactly replicating the motions invented by a certain hyperactive pink mare.
“Ah've got to be out of mah mind...”, Applebloom thought to herself dismally as she resumed scrubbing the barn wall.
* * *
The next morning came all too early for Applebloom, but her eyes fluttered open just the same. A smile washed over her face as she stared at her cousin. Softly running a hoof through her mane, she took note of the fact they were still in the same tight embrace as the night before.
“Somethin’ in my mane, cuz?”, Babs suddenly asked, slightly startling the filly at first. But only at first.
“No, Ah'm just admirin’ how cute ya are when ya sleep”, Applebloom replied sweetly. Her cousin’s eyes opened in response, a smile adorning her face.
The sudden sound of trotting made both cousins suddenly break their tight embrace and face away from one another - just in time to see Applejack's smiling face peeking through the doorway, followed by the rest of her body.
“Up and at 'em, fillies!”, she exclaimed enthusiastically as she walked into their bedroom.
She quickly took note of the fact that both fillies were already awake. She raised an eyebrow, observing them as they were getting out of the bed.
”This makes the third day in a row that ya two are already awake”, she remarked. “Heh, Ah'm beginnin’ to wonder if Ah even need to come in here and wake ya anymore.”
“We're both growin’ fillies, big sis”, Applebloom spoke up. “Ah don't think we need ya comin’ in here to wake us anymore. Isn't that right, cuz?”, she asked, to what Babs nodded in agreement.
“Ah reckon we could give it a trial, then”, Applejack concluded. “Ah won't come to wake ya for the next three days and we'll see if ya both wake up on time. How's that sound?”, she asked, much to the delight of both fillies.
“Ya got yourself a deal, big sis!”, Applebloom replied enthusiastically and did a hoof-bump with her older sister.
Applejack chuckled in response to this and then turned around to leave the two alone. Babs and Applebloom waited for her to disappear behind the doorway.
“Now we can cuddle all we want without worrying about your sister barging in on us. Sweet!”, Babs whispered to her cousin, just in case Applejack was still within earshot.
“Yeah, it's gonna be mighty nice to be able to lay a bit longer with ya, come tomorrow mornin’”, Applebloom agreed with a smile, proceeding to nuzzle Babs affectionately against her neck.
“Oh, and Applebloom...”, Applejack was heard once again, very close to their room.
The two fillies quickly snapped away from each other, earning a curious look from Applejack when she walked back in. She then coughed and continued:
“Granny Smith arranged for ya to be seein’ a doctor today. So get yourself lookin’ nice, ya hear?”
“She arranged it already?! That was fast!”
* * *
“Is this your first time getting a heat cycle examination, miss Applebloom?”, the doctor asked. She was an earth pony mare with a soft, warm voice and dressed in a white suit.
“Y-Yes”, Applebloom stuttered slightly.
She was sitting on a small table, with Applejack standing next to her and keeping her company. She didn’t know what a heat cycle examination entailed, but she got an idea when she saw the doctor putting plastic hoof gloves on. And she didn't like it.
“Ah'm gonna be outside for a bit, Applebloom. Ya behave, ya hear?”, Applejack said suddenly, resulting in a panicked look from the farm filly.
“Y-You're leavin’ me alone with her?”, Applebloom asked incredulously.
“No need to be nervous now. She's a professional and knows what she's doin’”, her big sister tried to comfort her. “‘Sides, Ah’ve already seen enough of that part of ya yesterday. Ah'm not really interested in a second helpin’, if ya catch mah drift”, she added, much to the embarrassment of the filly.
Applejack lowered her hat over her face, which was slowly getting adorned with a slight shade of green. She opened the door and left, closing it behind her.
“Would you please lay on your side now, miss Applebloom?”, the mare asked calmly, causing the farm filly to snap her gaze in her direction. “It's just a standard examination, no need to be scared. I won't hurt you, dearie.”
“O-Okay...”, Applebloom replied nervously, laid on her side, and instinctively flipped her tail up to shield her goods from the mare.
“I'm afraid you're going to have to lower your tail if we want to progress any further, miss Applebloom”, the doctor informed her with a soft smile, walking over to her.
“O-Okay...”, Applebloom stuttered and hesitantly lowered her tail, blushing furiously in the process.
“It won't take more than a few minutes to complete the examination, but I need to ask you to relax and keep yourself still”, the mare instructed.
She then placed a hoof on Applebloom's vagina and spread one lip to the side, causing the filly to give a slight jump at the sudden touch of cold hooves against her nether-region.
“Okay, I am going to insert my hoof into your vagina now, miss Applebloom, so I can properly examine you. If at any point you feel any kind of pain or discomfort, do not hesitate to tell me.”
The mare then proceeded to insert her hoof inside the filly - much to the shock of the latter, even despite the warning.
“Wh-Why do ya have to stick your hoof in there?”, Applebloom asked, doing her best to ignore the intrusion of her flower. “C-Can't ya just look at it?”
“The walls of a mare or filly's vagina react differently, and will often attempt to seize any foreign object that is inserted into it. The vagina will also feel much warmer than normal if they are in heat. I’m also checking for irregular tightening of the vaginal muscles as well”, the doctor explained calmly, continuing to feel around the inside of the filly with the tip of her hoof.
“O-Oh, okay”, Applebloom muttered a reply. She bit her lip as a sudden wave of pleasure shot through her body, much to her own horror.
“So far so good, miss Applebloom”, the doctor informed. “Please, just bear with it a little longer, okay?”
“Oh please, don't let that happen again!”, Applebloom thought to herself shamefully, blushing furiously now. She bit her lower lip even harder when the mare's hoof unintentionally sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
“Miss Applebloom? Are you okay? Your vagina muscles are tensing up”, the doctor asked, giving a concerned glance in the filly's direction.
“Ah-Ah'm fine. Just get this over with already”, Applebloom lied as she held back a pleasured moan with all her might.
“This is bad!”, Applebloom thought to herself in panic. “At this rate she's gonna make me gush before she's done checkin’ me!” She felt yet another wave of pleasure surging through her body, much to her own horror. The whole situation was making her start getting sweaty.
But Ah can't tell her that! It would be too embarrassin’ to tell her that she's gettin’ me all hot!”
“Are you sure you're okay, miss Applebloom?”, the doctor asked with even greater concern.
“Ah-Ah'm fine! How much longer are ya gonna have to keep yer hoof in there?”, Applebloom asked impatiently, no longer daring to look the doctor in the eye.
"Only a minute more, miss Applebloom. You’re doing very well so far. I've almost finished examining you."
The doctor gave her an inquisitive glance. She wasn’t stupid, but she wasn't exactly sure if she was unintentionally getting this filly off, either.
“Ah-Ah'm sorry. I'll try to relax mahself”, the farm filly answered and sighed deeply.
“Think about somethin’ else, Applebloom!”, she thought to herself dramatically, doing her best to take her mind off the current situation.
But despite her valiant attempts, she felt her body give yet another surge of pleasure; her chest went ice-cold when she recognized the feeling that was building up inside of her. Applebloom's vagina was clamping and releasing around the doctor's hoof, and while the doctor clearly wasn't attempting to get her off, the pressure of the orgasm was already growing with each passing second.
"Thirty more seconds", the doctor interjected, sounding worried. "I think we've pretty much established what I needed to know. I haven't felt anything abnormal, and your reactions...", the doctor's voice faded off.
“A-Are ya done yet?”, Applebloom stuttered, doing her best to continue hiding what was happening to her.
Twenty-five torturous seconds had passed, and much to the filly’s dismay, the feeling inside of her was nearing its breaking point.
“Okay, we're done. Good news, you're not in heat”, the doctor finally stated with a smile and removed her hoof - faster than she had intended.
This innocent motion had proven to be disastrous. The filly gave a sudden muffled cry as she came all over the examination table, looking at it with embarrassment and horror.
“H-Horseapples!!!”, Applebloom cursed at the top of her lungs after her body relaxed. She looked at the doctor in panic, who was sporting a crimson red blush, just like herself.
“Applebloom! Why in tarnation are ya...”, Applejack began to say, only to trail off upon seeing a large puddle of filly juices on the examination table. She looked at Applebloom, who had both of her hooves over her head, seeming ashamed and embarrassed.
The farm pony went a shade of green again.
“W-W-Whoa nelly!”, she uttered.
“This isn't uncommon for mares and fillies who are in heat”, the doctor stated, taking her soaking wet plastic hoof gloves off, tossing them into the trash-can, turning on the faucet, and beginning to wash her hooves.
“Wait, so she's goin’ through her first heat?!”, Applejack asked incredulously.
“No, she's not”, the doctor denied. “Though I wish she had told me that I was stimulating her from the moment I began to. I only noticed this near the end of the examination. By then, I feared that any sudden movements would cause her to orgasm, so I finished the examination in hopes of finishing it without her reaching her climax. Unfortunately, that was not the case.”
The doctor completed washing her hooves, turned to face the two and smiled gently at the filly.
“Miss Applebloom, in the future, if the doctor who is examining you starts stimulating you, please be sure to tell them as soon as possible. That way you can avoid embarrassing situations like this. Okay?”
“O-Okay...”, Applebloom's muffled voice could be heard under her hooves. She couldn’t dare to look her sister or the doctor in the eye.
* * *
“She told me that it was okay and Ah didn't do anythin’ wrong, but...”, Applebloom said to her cousin and trailed off, tears in her eyes.
“Sounds like you've had a rough day”, Babs concluded, placing a hoof on Applebloom's back comfortingly. The two sat at the table in the living room, with the clock on the wall indicating lunch time.
“Ah hope ya two are starvin’, cause Ah decided to make ya somethin’ special”, Applejack said with a bright smile, setting two plates in front of the fillies.
“Ya are only doin’ this ‘cause of what happened at the doctor's, aren’t ya? Or are ya doin’ this to cheer me up?”, the farm filly asked, staring at her sister's specialty - none other than a triple-layered apple pie.
“A little of the column A, and a little of the column B, little sis”, Applejack replied, sitting down herself with a plate of her own. She placed a hoof on the filly's shoulder. “Don't ya be worryin’ ‘bout what happened. It's not like Ah haven't been in mah share of awkward situations mahself.”
“That's right!”, Granny Smith piped up. “Why, Ah remember the time when Ah walked in on her with a stallion! Ya should have seen the look on her face! Ah reckon her face could have passed for one of our apples in the orchard!”
“Granny!”, Applejack cried, covering her face with her hat to hide her blush. “Did ya have to bring that up?! That's private and ya know it!”, she exclaimed dismally, much to the amusement of Applebloom and Babs who were laughing hysterically at this story. “’Sides, tales like that ain't for these two youngins to be hearin’!”
“Oh, don't get yer tail in a knot, Applejack”, Granny responded calmly. “Ah reckon these fillies talk ‘bout more graphic stuff than this when we ain't listenin’. Isn't that right, youngins?”
This put the fillies’ fits of laughter to a halt. They both looked at each other with blushes on their faces.
After that, the afternoon was spent on exchanging stories amongst the three. And although Applebloom and Babs didn't dare to tell of their exploits or the events that happened over at Diamond Tiara's place, for the first time in their lives they were able to speak frankly with the family members, without worrying about judgment from them.
THAT EVENING...
“Wow, Ah can't believe we were able to talk like that to Granny and mah big sis”, Applebloom said as the two washed their faces and hooves in preparation for going to bed.
“Well, Granny Smith did say dat it's about time they started treatin’ us like young mares instead of little fillies”, Babs replied just before splashing water over her face.
“Still, Ah kind of miss bein’ treated like a filly now. Ah mean, not that Ah mind bein’ treated like mah own age and all, but still...”
“I know the feeling cuz, it's mind-blowin isn't it?”, the city filly replied with a giggle.
“Ah know somethin’ else that's mind-blowin’...”, Applebloom trailed off with a smirk, and without warning, she turned her cousin to face her and locked her lips with her.
“Wow. That's a bit forward of you, cuz”, Babs remarked post-kiss, looking slightly stunned at her fillyfriend's sudden move on her.
“Ah guess Ah'm feelin’ a bit more brave lately,” the farm filly replied as she hopped off the stool and started walking towards the door.
“I certainly hope you're this brave the night before I head back home”, the city filly said with a coy grin, following the farm pony to the bedroom.
“Ya are really lookin’ forward to that, ain't ya?”, Applebloom asked with a raised eyebrow as she jumped onto the bed.
“Of course I am. Aren't you?”, the city filly replied, hopping onto the bed herself.
“Maybe just a little bit”, Applebloom replied coyly, pulling the blankets over her about the same time Babs did. She snuggled close to her, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Night, cuz.”
“Night, Applebloom”, Babs replied with a warm smile, putting a hoof around the farm pony.
After that, the two drifted off into a blissful slumber...
Applebloom's eyes fluttered open to once again find herself looking into the face of her lover.
“It's amazin how all this began”, she thought to herself in awe of the recent events that have occurred in her life. “A simple white lie turned into a love that almost passed me by. Ah wonder what would have happened if Ah had told her the truth from the moment she got here? Would she still feel the same way she does now? Would Ah feel the same?”
As these thoughts and more went through the filly's mind, Babs’ eyes fluttered open themselves and stared back at her.
“Mornin’, Applebloom”, she greeted her, sensually running a hoof through the farm pony's mane.
“Mornin, Babs”, Applebloom replied sweetly and turned her gaze to the doorway, for a fleeting moment expecting her big sister to come walking through it. But then she recalled the deal they had made the day before. “Guess she's stickin’ to her word”, she remarked and turned back to Babs, with a nervous yet naughty feeling starting to swell up inside of her.
Without another word, the two fillies began to make out in her bed, with the blankets still covering them. They did make sure to keep their voices down as they spoke though.
“How long do ya think we have?”, Applebloom asked between kisses, running her hooves across Babs’ mane and body.
“Not long enough”, Babs replied between kisses as well, also running her hooves across the filly's mane and backside as she continued to kiss her passionately.
“Ah know the feelin’”, the farm pony replied with a smirk before resuming the making out session with her lover.
“I thought you would have stopped me already.”
“Ah said that Ah'm feelin’ braver lately, didn't Ah?”
“Brave enough for this?”, Babs asked, running a hoof down Applebloom's back, resting it at the base of her tail and rubbing it sensually while continuing to make out with the filly.
“Didn't Ah say not to try anythin’ on me till tomorrow?”, Applebloom reminded with a slightly annoyed look on her face between kisses. She moaned during one of them, feeling her body grow hotter by the second as her cousin continued to rub the base of her tail. “Oh buck it, go lower”, she said, the pleasure audible in her voice.
Just as Babs’ hoof trailed under Applebloom's tail and over her mound, a trotting could be heard, closing in fast. The two snapped away from one another and quickly jumped out of the bed, frantically attempting to catch their breath before whoever it was showed their face.
Applejack walked by with a passing glance at them, walked back, and did a double-take at the two, who looked a little sweaty and their manes completely frazzled - thanks to their make-out session, which almost turned into love-making.
“Are y'all okay? You're lookin’ a bit sweaty by the looks of it”, Applejack remarked curiously.
“We're fine!”, Applebloom answered angrily, thoroughly annoyed by her sister's intrusion. “Ah thought ya said you wouldn't be comin’ to wake us up for at least three days? How's this holdin’ your end of the bargain?!”
“Ah wasn't. Ah was simply passin’ by on mah way to mah bedroom to get mah hat. No need to be gettin’ hostile with me, sis”, Applejack replied defensively, looking at the two more clearly now. The more she did so, the more she wondered what exactly the two fillies were up to before she managed to walk by their room.
Applebloom's expression became guilty upon hearing this.
“S-Sorry, big sis. Ah guess Ah'm a little frazzled this mornin’”, she said, doing her best to calm her nerves.
“It's alright. Well, Ah'm gonna go get mah hat now. See ya downstairs”, Applejack replied, turned about-face, left the room, and walked down the hall.
“What a buzz-kill”, Babs said dejectedly as she sat on her rump and sighed.
“The day's far from over”, Applebloom remarked with a grin.
Unknowingly to the two fillies, Applejack was standing barely within the earshot of these statements, looking both confused and worried.
“What the hay are those two talkin’ about?”, she asked herself quietly.
* * *
Breakfast came and went, and the two fillies quickly left the house to go outside and “play”. They were unaware of a certain farm pony who was following them in secret... or so she thought at least.
“Is the apple still rolling?”, Babs asked curiously as the two walked across the vast front yard.
“Yep”, Applebloom replied with an eye-rolling gesture and a sigh, taking a note of a certain tail which was barely visible behind a tree.
Despite the filly’s previous statements about waiting ‘till tomorrow, she found herself wanting to experiment with her cousin today rather than tomorrow night. She wasn't sure why though. Maybe it was the fact that before a day ago, she didn’t know was true pleasure was. Or maybe it was just her inner curiosity getting the better of her.
Regardless of which of these reasons were true, she was hell-bent on doing something with her cousin before the day was out. Even if it wasn't full-out sex. However, the fact that her sister was following them all over Sweet Apple Acres was both annoying and worrisome to the filly.
“Maybe we should wait ‘till the apple stops rolling before making apple juice?”, Babs asked, using the best clever code wording she could without confusing Applebloom.
“Yeah, Ah think that may be our best bet. Let's go see if Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo are at the clubhouse”, the farm filly replied and sighed dejectedly. The two then made a turn towards the orchard and their clubhouse.
“Apple rolling? Apple juice? What in tarnation are those two up to?”, Applejack asked herself and sighed. “Maybe Ah'm overthinkin it. Ah mean come on! Applebloom and Babs makin’ out? What a load of horsefeathers...”, she said aloud, dismissing the majority of her suspicions for the time being as she walked back to the house.
* * *
“Sweetie Belle? Scootaloo?”, Applebloom asked curiously as the two walked into the seemingly empty clubhouse.
“Looks like they aren't here”, Babs remarked, looking around for sometime... only to hear the door swing shut behind her. “I bet you counted on that, didn't ya?”, she asked with a sly grin, seeing an equally sly grin on the farm pony's face as she slid the wooden lock on the clubhouse’s door in place.
“Darn tootin’”, Applebloom replied, walking up to her lover and locking lips with her.
“So, you wanna go all the way?”, Babs asked between kisses.
“Ah'll go as far as you’re willin’ to go. How long do ya think we have before Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo show up?”, Applebloom asked, just before the two comically fell to the floor, not missing a beat as they ran their hooves along each other, each hoof trailing down each other’s undersides respectively.
“Not long enough”, Babs replied, her hoof finding its way over Applebloom's mound and beginning to rub it gently; it earned a sharp moan from the filly, with Babs doing the same when Applebloom's hoof trailed over hers.
“Ya always say that”, Applebloom replied with a smirk.
She was just about to edge her hoof inside of Babs’ flower, when the door suddenly erupted with a loud knocking sound, causing the two fillies to sit up and look at the door.
“Applebloom, Babs? You guys in here? Applejack said you were here”, Scootaloo's voice could be heard from the other side of the door.
“Oh, for the love of Luna and Celestia!”, Applebloom groaned under her breath, slamming both front hooves on the wooden floor in frustration.
She then stood to her all fours, walked up to the door, unlocked it, and opened it to see Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo's smiling faces.
“Hey, Apple...Bloom?”, Sweetie Belle began to say happily, only to trail off upon seeing their fellow crusader’s ticked off expression, and the fact that she was looking a bit sweaty.
“Did we come at a bad time?”, Scootaloo asked curiously, looking past the filly to see Babs still on the floor, looking as sweaty as her friend.
“Nope, your timin’ couldn't have been more perfect”, Applebloom replied, sarcasm in her voice so thick it could be cut with a knife if it were possible.
“So why was the door locked?”, Sweetie Belle asked.
“Oh, dat was me”, Babs piped up. “See, I wanted to show Applebloom somethin’, but then I remembered that I left it at the house. We were here talkin’ and forgot I locked the door”, she finished, much to the relief of Applebloom, who was at a loss of words for how to answer this question.
Sweetie Belle seemed happy with their answer, but Scootaloo's expression said she was far from convinced.
“Okay, well, that explains a lot”, the latter said. “Oh, Applebloom, wanna come outside and check out the new design I put on my scooter?”, she asked, allowing a smile to wash over her face as she asked this.
“Sure”, the farm filly replied. “Wanna come and check it out as well, Babs?”
“Actually”, Scootaloo spoke up, “I think Sweetie Belle wanted to chat with her. Didn't ya, Sweetie Belle?”
The white-furred filly seemed clueless at first at this question, but caught on quickly.
“Oh yeah! I wanted to show her a neat magic trick I can do now with my horn!”, she declared enthusiastically.
“I hope dat magic trick doesn't include me in any awkward situations...”, Babs said with an uneasy look on her face. Applebloom and Scootaloo facehoofed and groaned at this.
“Ah highly doubt it, cuz”, Applebloom remarked with an eye-rolling gesture.
She then followed Scootaloo out of the clubhouse and over to her scooter. As soon as they were out of Sweetie Belle and Babs’ earshot, Applebloom spoke up:
“Okay, Ah ain't dumb. This is about me and Babs, right?”
“Quick as a whip, aren’t ya?”, Scootaloo remarked sarcastically and sighed. “Are you sure this is still just an act? I'm no expert, Applebloom, but if I had to place a bet on whether or not you were making out with Babs in the clubhouse, I'd put my bits on you doing it.”
The farm pony’s expression became nervous upon hearing this.
“It's not like Ah have a choice. Ah have to keep this act up ‘till she goes back to Manehattan”, Applebloom replied defensively, even though this was an outright lie and she knew it.
Scootaloo walked past the farm pony, stopping just short of her hindquarters... and then she lifted her tail, much to the embarrassment of Applebloom. The farm pony nearly bucked her upside the head, whirling herself around with a crimson red blush.
“Wh-What the hay you starin’ at?! Ya gosh darn pervert!”, she flustered and sat firmly on her rump.
“On second thought, I'd say it was a little more than making out”, Scootaloo remarked thoughtfully. “Geez Applebloom, how far are you going to let this act go? That is, IF it's still an act”, she said, giving her friend a suspicious glance.
Applebloom’s chest went ice-cold in response. She thought how to answer this question for a longer while. Eventually, she sighed heavily.
“As far as it takes to make her happy”, she finally said and turned her gaze to the ground.
“Applebloom...”, Scootaloo attempted to respond.
They stayed like this for a moment in silence, with the pegasus giving the farm filly a thoughtful look, and the latter not able to look her in the face. Eventually, Scootaloo sighed too and sat next to her. She looked at her and let a smile creep onto her face.
“Well, for what it’s worth, I'm behind you no matter what choice you make”, she said in a comforting tone.
Hearing this, Applebloom looked up at her friend and stared at her with tears in her eyes.
“Thanks. It means a lot hearin’ that from ya”, she replied.
She then stood up to her all fours. She had a feeling Scootaloo knew more than she let out, but she wasn't ready to tell her just yet. Knowing that she had Scootaloo’s full support the first time this relationship began started to quell some of her lingering fears, though.
Suddenly, the pegasus looked with a panicked expression at the clubhouse, much to the confusion of the farm pony.
“What's wrong?”, Applebloom asked.
Without another word, Scootaloo got up and ran up quickly to the clubhouse.
“Sweetie Belle, wait! Don't tell her!”, she yelled as she reached the door and swung it open.
“Don't tell her? Don't tell her what?!”, Applebloom exclaimed as she ran up to the door...
...only to see Babs in tears.
“Oh Luna, she didn't!”, Applebloom thought to herself and her chest grew ice-cold.
Her cousin walked up to her. Her eyes were streaming with tears as she stared at her with a hurt expression.
“So the truth comes out...”, she said, her voice cracking as she spoke and then walked past her.
“Babs, wait!”, Applebloom exclaimed.
She tried to put a hoof out to stop her, only for the city filly to swat it away, turn around, and glare at her with the same hurt, tearful eyes.
“You never loved me”, Babs said in a barely audible voice, as if she was struggling to speak. “You only acted like you did so I wouldn't feel bad. How could you? This is a goodbye.”
These words froze the farm pony in place, the memories of her nightmare flashing through her mind. Her pupils shrunk to their smallest size in the realization.
“I don't want to see your face for the rest of my stay here”, Babs said, her voice sounding resentful and shaky as if she was holding back tears. She then turned around and broke in a gallop, the faint sounds of her sobs audible over the trampling of her hooves.
“You were never going to tell her... were you?”, Scootaloo asked, walking up next to Applebloom and staring at her.
Applebloom's expression, however, still remained frozen. Tears were now flooding from her eyes, as if somepony had left the water running in them. Her mouth was making barely audible whimpering sounds for a time, until she fell to the ground without a warning and began to sob loudly.
Sweetie Belle tried to place a hoof on her back in an attempt to comfort her.
“Applebloom, I'm--”, she started.
“Don't touch me...”, Applebloom cut her off between the sobs.
“Applebloom, listen, we didn't--”, Scootaloo attempted.
“Ah said, don't touch me!”, Applebloom yelled, batting the hoof away and flashing the two a hateful, tear-filled glare. “Y'all ruined everything! Everything! Ah hate you both! Ah hate you!”, she shrieked at them before burying her face back under her hooves and sobbing loudly.
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle stared at her for a few moments longer, stunned by the farm pony's hurtful words. They were both wondering what they could do in this grim situation, but neither of them could come up with anything. Eventually, Scootaloo spoke:
“Come on, Sweetie Belle. Let's leave her be”, she said solemnly and began to walk away from the sobbing filly.
Sweetie Belle hesitantly followed, only to stop soon after and look back at Applebloom.
“Shouldn't we do something?”, she asked softly, unable to avert her gaze from the sobbing earth pony.
“We've done enough damage already”, Scootaloo replied, giving her a tug on the tail before turning to walk away.
Sweetie Belle stood there for a few moments longer. Eventually, she turned around and walked away too, catching up with the pegasus and following her closely.
* * *
Applejack's exclamations sounded like nothing more than muffled words to the farm filly that evening, when her older sister tossed the photographs in front of her, looking shocked, stunned, and upset. Big Macintosh was busy filling in the hole in the guest bedroom.
“Y'all are both confined to yer rooms ‘till Babs goes back home, are we clear?!”, Applejack exclaimed as she looked at the stonewalled expression on Applebloom's face, seemingly unaware of her emotional pain.
Without uttering a single word, Applebloom walked upstairs to her room, climbed onto her bed, and lay there silently. Maybe she didn't have any more tears left to shed, maybe her emotions shut down completely, or maybe she was trying to figure out how things turned out this way. Regardless of any of these reasons, she lay there silently while the sun set...
WARNING: This chapter is LONG! As in 10k+ words long. If you do not want to read it all at once, please click here to read the chapter in parts.
FORBIDDEN LOVE
The night finally arrived, and although the filly's mind seemed to keep her awake for some time, she eventually managed to fall asleep.
“Hello, Applebloom”, a familiar voice spoke.
Applebloom snapped her eyes open and was immediately filled with rage, seeing the moon princess standing before her.
“Ah'm dreamin again, ain't Ah?”, she asked, though her voice sounded resentful.
“Yes. But--”, the alicorn began to say, only for Applebloom to hop out of her bed, rear up and buck the princess right through the wall and straight to the moon. A faint thud was heard and a dust-cloud could be seen raising up where the princess impacted.
“Stay the buck outta mah dreams!”, Applebloom nearly shrieked. “This is all your fault! If ya hadn't told me to follow mah heart, none of this would have happened!”
However, the moon princess soon re-appeared behind her.
“Feeling better? Because I only allowed that to happen once”, Luna remarked with a stern glance, her tone sounding slightly threatening as she spoke.
“Allowed it to happen or didn't know it would happen?”, the farm pony asked with a glare of her own. She walked past her and sat down. “So why the buck are ya here? If it's more advice, Ah don't need it.”
“Quite the contrary, Applebloom. You need my guidance now more than ever.”
Luna raised her head and closed her eyes in concentration. Her horn lit up with a faint blue glow, and in the next moment, the filly found herself floating above a small field.
“Where the hay am Ah?!”, she asked in a panicked tone.
She looked around and quickly took notice of something that made her eyes widen. She stared in disbelief as she watched herself and Babs run along the fields below her.
“Wh-What's goin’ on? How am Ah down there when Ah'm up here?!”
“That would be because this isn't your dream. It's hers”, the princess remarked and pointed a hoof at Babs.
The filly's eyes filled with tears upon hearing this.
“You're lyin’. Babs wouldn't dream about me and her being together”, she said, closing her eyes and turning her head away. “Not after what happened...”
“Are you so sure? Regardless, let’s watch this dream play out”, the alicorn replied and became silent.
Soon, the sounds of joyful voices could be heard:
“This is the best day of my life! I almost can't believe it's real!”, Babs said with excitement and a smile on her face, stopping running to look at Applebloom.
“Ah know! To think that we're hitched now, it's so unreal!”, Applebloom replied happily and lied down on the grass, with Babs immediately following suit.
“Say what?!”, Applebloom exclaimed in shock, snapping her eyes open to look at the dream playing out below.
Babs let out a joyful sigh. She reached over and held Applebloom in a tight embrace. “I wish this day could last forever. I love you so much, Applebloom”, Babs said, leaning over and locking lips with the farm pony, who returned the kiss with equal passion.
“So do Ah. Ah love you too Babs...”, Applebloom replied after their lips finally separated.
Applebloom continued to watch the blissful dream play out. Her heart plummeted into the bottom of her stomach, however, when she saw the dream version of herself suddenly fade, as if it was erased from existence.
Babs sat up and looked around in confusion. “Applebloom? Where'd you go?! Applebloom!?”, she called, getting to her all fours and continuing to look around.
Applebloom watched in horror as Babs’ dream world faded and was replaced with a nightmarish setting. Babs now sat in an open field, filled with dead flowers and dirt. She scanned the surroundings in panic.
“Hey, do somethin’! Stop her dream! It's turnin’ into a nightmare!”, Applebloom exclaimed to the moon princess, who seemed to ignore her and continued to watch silently.
“Wh-What's going on?! Applebloom, where are you? I'm scared!”, Babs cried, still searching for her lover. Suddenly, a dream version of Applebloom appeared before her. At first, this resulted in the city filly's relief, but then...
“Ah never loved you, Babs”, the farm filly spoke, her voice cold and stern. “How could Ah? We're cousins, we're related. It's wrong! Ah only played along because Ah was bein’ nice to ya. But you took it too far, didn't ya? You tried to have sex with me!”, she suddenly shouted, looking hurt and pissed off as she kept glaring at her cousin. “How could you try to do that with your own cousin?! Do ya have the slightest lick of decency in yerself?!”
“B-But I love you, Applebloom”, Babs stammered in response, her eyes streaming with tears as she spoke. “Why can't you understand this? Don't you love me too?”
Much to the real Applebloom's horror, her dream counterpart began to laugh hysterically at her.
“Do ya hear yourself, Babs? Ya can't be serious! I love ya as mah cousin, but how the hay could Ah possibly love you like that?! Grow up, Babs. Ah never loved ya like that. Quit livin’ in a dreamworld”, she said and began to fade.
“It’s not true!”, the real Applebloom yelled as loud as she could. “Babs, it's not true! Ah love ya! Can't ya hear me?!”
However, her words seemed to be unable to reach her. The farm pony turned to look up at the moon princess, who still stood silently.
“Do somethin’! Put me in her dream! Ah know you can!”, she pleaded, grabbing Luna's leg with both hooves and shaking it violently.
“She's starting to wake”, the alicorn said in response. “Let us go back to your dream.”
She closed her eyes and concentrated. Her horn shined brightly, and after a brief flash of light, Applebloom suddenly found herself back in her own room.
“What gives?! Why the hay didn't you put me in her dream?!”, Applebloom roared at the moon princess in anger.
“Because I cannot send one pony from one dreamworld into another”, Luna replied softly.
“Why the hay would you show me that if there was nothin’ Ah could do to stop it?!”, the filly yelled, anger and rage in her getting so strong that she could barely see straight.
“Because it was something you needed to see. Why, I cannot say. Not even I can read your and her dreams that clearly”, Luna replied and sighed.
“What the hay are you talkin’ about? You're speakin’ all this hooey about readin’ dreams and such, but ya haven't told me squat as to why Ah needed to see that! Why would ya show me that? Is it fun for ya to mess with ponies’ love lives or somethin’?!”, Applebloom roared in fury, nearing the limit of her anger. If this mare stood there any longer without giving her a defining answer soon, goddess of the dream world or not, she was going to buck this alicorn to the moon as many times as it took ‘till she left her dreamworld.
“It's hard to explain. I only enter a pony's dreamworld when I sense they are in need of my guidance. I can not always see the reason why. Or why the pony needs to see what they see. The only real answer I can give you is that what you saw is what you needed to see”, Luna explained and sighed once again. “I'm sorry if my answer isn't satisfying to you, but--”
“Get out of mah dreams and never come back, ya hear?”, Applebloom said in a threatening tone, narrowing her eyes at the alicorn.
“Applebloom, please--”
“Ah said, get the buck out of mah dreams and never come back!!!”, Applebloom yelled... and after a brief confusion, she realized that she just sat up in her bed, clearly having woke up from her dream. “Consarned princess, showin’ me that...”, she mumbled aloud in a loathing tone.
She then laid back down, and eventually slipped back into an uneasy slumber.
* * *
Applebloom woke up the next morning and looked outside the window. It was pouring down in buckets of rain today.
“Perfect settin’ for a day like this...”, she remarked sourly. Letting out a depressed sigh, she laid back down in her bed.
Though Applejack was sure to bring the filly her morning breakfast, she never got out of bed to pick it up. Applebloom didn't feel like eating, she didn't feel like moving, she didn't feel like doing anything. The only thing she did was to allow the image of Babs’ heartbroken face play itself though her mind over and over, as if mentally punishing herself.
“How could Ah have been so stupid? It's not like it could have lasted anyways”, Applebloom said dejectedly after some time, turning in her bed to look outside once again. It was still raining hard.
Though the filly could hear the trotting of hooves coming towards her room, she didn't bother to turn to whoever was there now. After a short moment of silence, she could hear a heavy sigh – one that didn't belong to Applejack or Big Macintosh.
“Funny how life can throw a curve-ball at ya, isn’t it, youngin?”, she heard Granny Smith remarking aloud.
The elder mare walked over to the filly's bed and sat on the side. Applebloom, however, still didn't bother to turn to face her.
“Why, Ah remember the time--”, Granny started.
“Granny, no offense, but Ah'm not in the mood to be hearin’ any of your stories today”, Applebloom cut her off. Her voice wasn't rude or angry though - only sad and hollow.
The elder mare must have noticed that, because she took a deep breath and sighed.
“Guess it's true then. Ya really did love her like that, didn't ya?”, she asked with a soft smile.
This question made Applebloom turn herself to face her grandmother with a shocked expression. Granny Smith only chuckled at this.
“Don't be so shocked, youngin. Ah may be old, but Ah'm far from blind.”
“Ah'm one screwed up filly, ain't Ah?”, Applebloom asked, looking her grandmother in the eyes. Granny simply smiled back at her.
“Well, Ah wouldn't say that. What Ah will say though is this, you sure know how to pick 'em!”, she exclaimed, laughing heartily.
Once the elder mare noticed that the filly isn’t partaking in this laugh, it soon faded into a nervous chuckle, and then stopped entirely, followed by a sigh.
“We heard from the train station by a letter yesterday, apparently the train will be stoppin’ in Ponyville in about thirty minutes.”
“Good. It's not like she wants to see mah face ever again anyways”, Applebloom replied sourly and turned away from her grandmother.
Granny Smith let out a sigh upon hearing this.
“Ah'm gonna tell ya somethin’, youngin”, she started, a strange tone in her voice. “Somethin’ Ah didn’t tell anypony. Ya know ‘bout me and mah favorite cousin Apple Rose, Ah reckon. But what ya don’t know is that in our younger years, we were, well, a lot closer to one another than the rest of our family.”
“Just how close are we talkin?”, Applebloom asked, turning to face her grandmother once again with a curious look.
She found her answer when Granny Smith's face went a slight shade of crimson.
“No way...”, she whispered in disbelief.
“Believe it, youngin. Me and Apple Rose had our fair share or rollin’ around in the hay. ‘Course, bein’ away from one another for so many months at a time... well, Ah reckon it wasn't meant to last. We only got to see one another durin’ the reunions usually. Eventually, Apple Rose and mahself grew apart in that fashion, and we found ourselves some handsome stallions to settle down with... and the rest, well, ya already know.”
For a few moments after this confession, the filly and her grandmother were looking at each other in silence. Eventually, Applebloom spoke:
“But why tell me this? Ya think that hearin’ ‘bout mah granny foolin’ around with her cousin is gonna make me feel any better or somethin’? Because it's actually makin’ me feel mighty sick”, she remarked, doing her best to block out the mental images of her grandmother and Apple Rose having sex.
“No, youngin”, Granny Smith denied with a soft shake of her head. “Ah'm telling ya this because Ah want to know somethin’. And ya best be honest with me.”
She leaned in a bit closer, looking Applebloom straight in the eyes with a dead serious expression.
“Do ya still love her?”, she asked.
“Who? Babs?”, Applebloom asked back in confusion.
“Nah, her twin cousin! Yes, Babs, ya silly filly!”, Granny Smith replied with a smirk.
“I don't know, well, I mean maybe, well, actually, yes”, Applebloom finally answered and sighed.
“How much?”, the elder mare inquired.
“How much do Ah love her?”, the farm filly asked.
Granny Smith nodded silently. Applebloom thought about it for a moment and then said:
“More than anythin’ in this gosh darn world.”
“Would ya like to tell her that yourself?”, the elder mare asked, getting off the bed and looking at her.
“What are ya sayin’, Granny?”, Applebloom asked, sitting up to look at her grandmother with a confused expression.
“Ah'm sayin’, if ya wanna tell her that badly, then Ah won't stop ya”, Granny Smith replied with a soft smile.
“Is she still here?”, Applebloom asked, getting out of the bed and standing next to her.
The elder mare shook her head.
“Took off for the train station about five minutes before Ah came up here. But if ya run for it, Ah reckon ya could make it in time before the train leaves”, she replied, still smiling at her granddaughter.
The filly leaned in and hugged her tightly.
“What do Ah say to her when Ah catch up with her?”, she asked worriedly, still hugging her.
“Say what's in yer heart, youngin. Nothin’ more, nothin’ less. If ya two are meant to be, than it'll all work out in the end”, the elder mare replied, breaking the hug gently while still looking at her granddaughter.
“Thanks Granny, but what bout mah big brother? Won't he try to stop me?”
“Ha-ha, don't ya worry your pretty little head ‘bout that, youngin. We already got that covered”, the elder mare replied with a chuckle. She then walked over to the window and made a high-pitched whistling sound.
“We...?”, Applebloom asked silently.
She followed her grandmother over to the window. She looked down to see Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo standing below.
“Everythin’ ready, youngins?”, Granny Smith called down to the two.
“Yep! He won't know what hit him!”, Scootaloo replied confidently with a big grin.
“We'll talk care of Big Mac for ya!”, Sweetie Belle chimed in. “You get to Babs! Okay, Applebloom?!”
“Fillies...”, Applebloom whispered with a tearful smile.
“Get to the top of the stairs and be ready to run on mah signal, Applebloom”, the elder mare instructed.
She then quickly walked out of the door and went downstairs. Applebloom did as she was told and waited patiently at the top of the stairs.
“Hey, Big Macintosh, ya think ya can handle helpin’ ol’ Granny Smith somethin’?”, the elder mare could be heard.
It was followed by the stallion’s signature “Eee-yup!”. Moments later, a loud cluttering could be heard, together with his startled cry.
“Now, youngin! Get those hooves movin’!”, Granny Smith ordered.
At this, the filly darted downstairs and past her grandmother, taking note of the fact that her big brother was covered in tar, chicken feathers, and looked dazed. She ran out the door and into the rain-soaked yards of Sweet Apple Acres.
Don't leave yet, Babs, Ah'm comin’!
* * *
“Next train to Manehattan arrives in fifteen minutes!”, a stallion with a stopwatch cutie mark called out. He wasn’t heard by many, though. The ponies in the area were few and scarce at most, the majority of Ponyville citizens still unaware of the train station being operational again.
Babs sat quietly next to Applejack for sometime, not saying a single word. Eventually, she sighed.
“Listen, aunt Applejack, about those photographs I gave to Applebloom...”, she started, but trailed off.
“Lets just pretend Ah never saw 'em”, Applejack replied. “Ah don't know why ya sent 'em to Applebloom, nor do Ah wanna know why. Ah also don't wanna know what you two have possibly been doing together, either. Ya both are young, and experimentin’ is to be expected, but...”, she trailed off and sighed heavily.
“It... it wasn't just expermentin’. I-I really did love her. I still do, but...”, Babs admitted, tears filling her eyes. She fought the urge to break down sobbing on the spot.
Applejack reached a hoof out and placed it around the filly. She sighed heavily.
“Horsefeathers, Babs. Ah didn't know, but ya do realize that you’re related, right?”, she said, doing her best to comfort the filly... despite the awkward feeling she was getting over an attempt to comfort a filly for being in a relationship with their cousin.
“I didn't care and I thought she didn't either... I guess I was wrong”, Babs replied, sniffling slightly now. “She only acted like she loved me to make me feel better.”
The farm pony once again let out a heavy sigh.
“Ah don't know what to say, Babs. Ah wish Ah did, but Ah don't”, she said, running a hoof along the filly's back in a comforting manner. Babs started crying softly into her shoulder.
“Messin’ with a filly's emotions like this. What the hay is wrong with ya, little sis?”, the farm pony thought to herself, followed by yet another sigh.
“Well, ya can talk it over with her when ya come back to visit again, Ah'm sure. You're always welcome here, never forget that.”
“Thanks, aunt Applejack, but I don't think I will be coming back for a long time. It'll hurt too much...”, Babs replied, wiping her nose with a sniffle.
“Train to Manehattan arrives in five minutes!”, the stallion with the stopwatch cutie mark shouted.
“Best be gettin’ ready...”, Applejack remarked, standing to her all fours together with Babs.
* * *
The rain pelted the ground when the farm pony ran as fast as her hooves could carry her. But despite her valiant attempts, the faint whistling of the train was quickly draining her hopes of making it in time. Eventually, she stopped to take a breath and looked into the distance. She felt despair take hold of her when she realized she would never make it in time.
“This is hopeless...”, she said aloud and allowed herself to plop to the ground, starting to sob loudly.
“Hey, blank-flank! Why in Equestria are you on my daddy's front lawn?”
Applebloom raised her head to see Diamond Tiara standing nearby. The bully immediately dropped her snooty expression when she looked into the farm pony's eyes.
“Why the hay are you crying for?”, she asked, confusion in her voice.
“It's not like you'd care”, Applebloom replied sourly, turning her head away from the bully and towards the train station, which was still very far away.
Upon hearing this, the spoiled filly groaned in annoyance and sighed, walking out into the rain and standing next to the farm pony.
“Get your blank flank off the ground and get inside. I'm not about to have my daddy asking me questions as to why you're laying out here in the rain”, she remarked, biting on the farm pony's tail and starting to drag her inside, only for Applebloom to swat her mouth away, much to the aggravation of the bully. “What the buck is your problem, blank-flank?! I'm trying to be nice!”
“Ah've lost her...”, Applebloom said sadly, looking out to the train station once again.
The bully blinked twice.
“Lost who? You're not making any sense, blank-flank.”
Applebloom stood to her all fours and began to walk away, only to stop a moment later and give a sorrowful glance at Diamond Tiara.
“Let me put it this way”, the farm filly started. “Ah don't have to worry ‘bout you two shootin’ off your pieholes about me and Babs anymore. But don't worry, Ah'll keep mah end of the bargain. After all, Ah'm not like you”, she said, slowly turning her head away and starting to trudge away from her.
“What's the blank-flank's problem now?”, Silver Spoon asked with a snooty expression, stepping out of the doorway to Diamond Tiara's house and looking at the scene.
“Shut it, Silver Spoon”, Diamond Tiara snapped at the silver-furred filly. She run up to Applebloom and stood in front of her. “Hold the reins a second, blank-- I mean Applebloom. Did you and Babs have a fight or something?”, she asked.
The farm pony looked at her, thrown off by the bully’s expression and concerned attitude. She hesitated for a moment, debating on whether or not she should tell them or not.
Under normal circumstances, she would have brushed the bully off. In this case however, Diamond Tiara's unusual concern made her consider telling her. After a few more moments, she let out a sigh and explained the situation to the bully as briefly as possible:
“Mah Granny helped me get out of the house so Ah could go tell her, but there's no way Ah can make there in time. So there's no way she'll know Ah love her 'fore that train takes off.”
After that, she tried to continue her slow trot past the bully, only for the latter to halt her in her tracks.
“So you're just gonna give up?”, Diamond Tiara asked incredulously.
“It's not like Ah have a choice...”, Applebloom replied and then sighed, a tear trailing down her cheek.
Diamond Tiara watched the farm pony slowly walk away. The expression on the bully's face was one of disbelief at first, but soon turned into a frustration, followed by an aggravated cry:
“Wait a second, blank-flank!”
“What is it?”, Applebloom asked softly, turning to look at her.
“Jeeves!”, Diamond Tiara shouted at the top of her lungs. At this, a well dressed unicorn appeared in a flash of magic next to her.
“Yes, little miss?”, the butler replied in a prim and proper tone.
“Silver Spoon, get your flank over here this instant!”, Diamond Tiara shouted to her fillyfriend, who seemed positively horrified at the idea of getting her mane wet. “I said get your spoiled foal-hole over here!”, Diamond Tiara roared once again.
Startled by her fillyfriend’s order, the filly finally run over to her, whimpering all the while over the fact that her mane was now getting wet.
“You better have a good reason for me to be getting my mane wet, Tiara”, she remarked with a glare, walking up next to her and the butler. The latter was standing stationary, seemingly unfazed by the rain that was quickly soaking his uniform and mane.
“You can stall the train conductor, right?”, Diamond Tiara asked, looking at Silver Spoon.
Applebloom was heavily confused by all this. Why would Diamond Tiara be asking her fillyfriend of this?
“Well, yeah, but...”, Silver Spoon started, but trailed off. “Why the hay are we helping this blank-flank anyways?”
“Don't play stupid, Silver Spoon. You know why”, Diamond Tiara replied heatedly and sighed. She looked over at Applebloom, the latter still trying to comprehend the situation.
“Ugh, fine. But you know I won't like it”, Silver Spoon replied after a few moments, followed by an aggravated sigh. “Jeeves, the Ponyville train station if you would.”
“Yes, little miss”, Jeeves replied. The stallion's horn glowed brightly and in the next moment, Silver Spoon disappeared in a flash of magic.
“Let's go, blank-flank. Silver Spoon can only delay that idiot as long as he can last, which isn't long”, Diamond Tiara said, turning about-face and starting to run, only to stop a short moment later to look at the farm pony. “What the hay are you waiting for, blank-flank?! Come on!”
At this, Applebloom's brain finally caught up with the situation and she quickly ran up to the filly, who turned around and resumed running.
“Why are you two helpin’ me for?”, she asked, running alongside Diamond Tiara.
“Two reasons, blank-flank. One, making you miserable is my job! I'm not about to sit back and let you be feeling like crap when it wasn't me who made you feel like it! Two, like I told you the other day, we have a lot in common. It's mostly the first reason though”, Diamond Tiara replied, not bothering to look at the farm pony as she spoke.
“Okay, so how is Silver Spoon gonna delay the train conductor? Ah don't see how she can slow him down when she's just a filly like me and you. Plus, Ah don't think bits will be enough”, Applebloom asked, continuing to run alongside the bully.
Diamond Tiara gave an aggravated sigh and flashed her a glare.
“Do you really have apples for brains, or are you just slow?”, she snapped at the farm pony. “She's taking the dick for you, blank-flank! Don't make her or me regret this!”
Applebloom blushed crimson as the two continued to run towards the train station.
* * *
“Now, where the hay is that train conductor? The train is supposed to leave in five minutes”, the stallion with the stopwatch cutie mark remarked curiously, looking around himself.
In the meantime, in the Ponyville train station's staff restroom...
“But Silver Spoon... I need to be driving that train to Manehattan in five minutes--Whoa!”, the stallion tried to say, only to give a startled cry when he was tripped off his hooves and fell to his rump, his front hooves preventing him from falling backwards.
Silver Spoon climbed up on him and began to rub her slit along his flaccid member, causing it to become erect in a matter of seconds.
“You've been begging me to do you for the last two years since I moved here. So just shut up and enjoy the ride, foal-fiddler”, Silver Spoon replied. Her tone and expression were clearly saying that she wasn't going to enjoy this as much as he was.
She then reluctantly lowered herself on him...
* * *
Nearly twenty minutes later, Applebloom and Diamond Tiara were making a left turn on a nearby street, the Ponyville train station being in clear view now.
“Why couldn't yer butler teleport us here like he did with Silver Spoon?”, Applebloom asked when the two neared the entrance to the train station.
“Jeeves is a unicorn, not a miracle worker, you apple-brained nitwit! He can only do that kind of thing every thirty minutes or so, and only one pony at a time”, Diamond Tiara replied, huffing and puffing as the two came to a halt in front of the entrance to the train station. “Now get your blank-flank in there and tell her how you really feel already!”
Applebloom looked at the bully with a newfound respect - for her and for Silver Spoon.
“Thanks, Diamond Tiara. This means a lot to me”, she said softly with a teary expression.
“You can thank me after you've made up with your foal-hole-buddy! Get in there!”, Diamond Tiara commanded, yanking the door open and shoving the farm pony inside.
* * *
“Why in tarnation can't she board the train yet? Don't tell me it broke down again”, Applejack remarked, looking at the stallion with the stopwatch cutie mark.
“I-I'm terribly sorry miss, but no pony can board the train without the conductor on board. I'll go find him right now”, the stallion replied and quickly left the two standing there, starting the hunt for the train-conductor.
Applejack sighed dejectedly and looked down at Babs.
“Sorry ‘bout this, Babs. It seems we'll be waitin’ a little longer than expected.”
“It's okay. I'm sure there's a good reason for it”, Babs replied, though she still sounded depressed and sad. That is, until she heard a familiar voice call out her name. “Who was dat?”, she asked curiously and looked around.
She once again heard the voice calling her name. This time, however, it sounded closer and louder.
“Wait a cotton pickin’ second. Ah know that voice!”, Applejack exclaimed, turning around to look in the same direction as Babs.
She gasped in shock when she saw Applebloom running in their direction.
“A-Applebloom?!”, the farm pony asked in disbelief. “What in tarnation are ya doin’ here?!”
“I'd like to know the same thing”, Babs remarked resentfully, looking at the farm filly as she run up to the two and stopped, huffing and puffing for a few moments.
“Babs, Ah know Ah wasn't completely honest with ya, but what Sweetie Belle told ya wasn't true!”, the farm filly said, doing her best to talk even though she was out of her breath.
“What are you saying?”, Babs asked, her voice no longer resentful, but rather unsure.
“Ah love ya, Babs. Ah love ya more than the whole gosh darn world”, Applebloom finally declared, looking dead into Babs’ eyes as she spoke.
“Whoa nelly...”, Applejack mumbled with a pale expression as she observed the two.
“Even assuming that I believe you”, Babs responded, “how could you lie to me? Why did you write that in that letter? Why did you pretend to love me? How could you do dat to me?”, she kept asking, tears starting to form in her eyes.
“It may have started out that way, but the more Ah played along, the more Ah began to realize that Ah was fallin’ for ya”, Applebloom started explaining. “That night we were cuddlin’, when ya asked me if mah chest was hurtin’, that was the night Ah gave into mah heart and let myself love ya back for real. Ah know it was wrong of me to play with your emotions like that, and Ah don't expect ya to forgive me right away, but Ah have to know...”
Applebloom paused for a moment to catch her breath. And then...
“Do ya still love me?”, she asked, tears forming in her eyes too.
Babs continued to stare at Applebloom. The tears, previously just forming in her eyes, were now streaming down her cheeks. Soon, her lower lip began to quiver, and without warning, she lunged at the filly and hugged her tightly.
“Y-Y-Yes! I still love ya. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for what I said yesterday!”, she cried between sobs.
Applebloom returned the hug, crying herself.
“It's okay. Ah'm sorry for what Ah did too”, she replied, hugging Babs tightly and nuzzling her affectionately against the shoulder, with Babs doing so as well.
“This is too much...”, Applejack whispered, looking completely stunned as she kept staring at the two with the same pale expression.
* * *
“Hey! The train was supposed to leave over thirty minutes ago! Get your flank off the can and drive this train!”, the stallion with the stopwatch cutie mark exclaimed, pounding on the door to the staff restroom.
“C-Coming!”, the conductor called back, though his voice was high-pitched as he spoke.
“You’re telling me...”, Silver Spoon remarked, looking positively bored out of her mind with an eye-roll when the stallion's cock pumped stream after stream of his milk into her.
* * *
Unknowingly to the three, Diamond Tiara stood from the sidelines, leaning against the train station booth and hearing every word they spoke. A smile adorned her face.
“Way to go, blank-flank. Now just don't screw it up”, she said aloud.
Nearly immediately after these words, a flash of magic made her jump in surprise. Gasping, she realized it was nopony else but her father.
“D-daddy?!”, she asked in disbelief.
“So! What the stallion said was true!”, Filthy Rich exclaimed, walking up to the three. They turned and looked at him with shocked expressions.
“Filthy Rich?”, Applejack asked in confusion. “What the hay are you doin’ here? Ya got a train to catch?”
“No, Applejack, I'm here because I came home to find that my Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon had gone missing”, Filthy Rich replied. “Suspecting that your sister had something to do with this, I went to Sweet Apple Acres to ask if they were there. Much to my surprise, your older brother spouted off everything. He asked if I would come and see if your little sister was here. Naturally, since your family and mine are business partners, I could not turn down this request.”
He then turned to look at Diamond Tiara.
“Imagine my surprise when my butler told me that you had Silver Spoon teleported ahead of her. I was forced to wait five minutes for my butler to be ready to perform another teleportation spell.”
Then he turned to face Applebloom and Babs.
“I must say, Applejack, your little sister and her cousin really does make me question the integrity of your family, now that I know about these two”, he said, turning his gaze to the farm pony. “One must wonder, in fact, if you aren’t all related by more than simply being cousins. It would be tragic if this kind of information was leaked, don't you think?”, he remarked with a sneer.
Applejack’s expression became offended upon hearing this.
“Just what the hay are you gettin’ at, Filthy Rich?”, she asked with a glare, stepping in front of the two fillies.
“A change in our business. Your family will provide me with a generous fifty percent discount when Zap Apple harvest comes about. Otherwise, I'm afraid the Ponyville newspaper will be hearing about the incestuous adventures of your little sister and her cousin”, Filthy Rich replied, his smirk becoming even wider.
“Of all the lowbrow tactics... Do ya have a lick of decency to ya?!”, Applejack exclaimed, stomping a hoof on the ground in anger. “Y'all know we can't afford that!”
“I think my offer is more than generous, given the situation”, Filthy Rich remarked, walking up to the three.
“I hate you, daddy...”
Diamond Tiara's words caused the stallion to whirl around and stare at his daughter in disbelief.
“What? What did you say?! How can you say that?”, he stuttered, completely shocked. “Come on now, after this is all over, I'll buy you a new doll. How's that sound?”, he said in the sweetest voice he could muster.
“Oh, sure, throw a new doll in my face! That'll make up for the past five years of you ignoring me!”, Diamond Tiara exclaimed angrily, walking up to him and glaring at him. “News flash, daddy! I'm tired of you giving me everything except the one thing I always desired, for as long as I can remember!”
“What is it? I can give you anything”, Filthy Rich replied, doing his best to keep cool despite how his daughter was acting towards him now.
“For starters, you can take your little business and shove it up your tail-hole!”, the filly roared into her father's face, much to his shock.
“Wh-What kind of nonsense is this?! If I gave up my business, then how could I buy you anything?”, Filthy Rich asked, clearly not getting the obvious picture. “I know you are better than this! It's those two incestuous fillies, isn't it? They’re warping your mind with their relationship, aren't they?”
“You don't know horseapples about me, daddy! Silver Spoon, get your flank in here!”, Diamond Tiara yelled, at which point the silver-furred filly could be seen coming from the staff building and running to her side.
“Sorry for taking so long Tiara, I had to, um, well, clean up”, Silver Spoon remarked with a blush... only to suddenly have her lips locked with Diamond Tiara - much to her and the stallion's shock, whose jaw dropped upon seeing this.
Silver Spoon quickly returned the kiss and went for it, until she noticed the stallion gawking at them. She then yanked her lips away and looked at Filthy Rich a short distance away.
“Oh, Mr. Rich! I didn't see you there! Heh, heh...”, she said nervously, then flashed her lover a panicked glance. “Have you flipped your lid, Tiara?! You just kissed me in front of your father!”
“No, I haven't. I'm simply leveling the playing field for Applejack”, Diamond Tiara replied with a smirk, turning to face her father and the Apple family members. “Oh, and by the way, we're cousins as well!”, she added, looking at her father with a devious grin.
Filthy Rich stared at her for some time, looking completely stunned by this turn of events. Applejack simply plopped onto her rump with an equally bewildered expression.
“It's too much, Ah can't take this, Ah can't take it...”, she said breathlessly, continuing to stare at the whole situation.
It took a few moments, but Filthy Rich's brain finally comprehended the situation, at which point he turned to face Applebloom and Babs, anger on his face.
“You two, you corrupted my little Diamond Tiara!”, he roared at the top of his lungs, pointing a shaking hoof at them. Upon hearing this, Applejack stood back up in front of the two fillies.
“Wrong again, bits for brains!”, Diamond Tiara interrupted. “We've been dating long before those two became an item!”
The stallion whirled around to look at his daughter.
“Wh-What?”, he stuttered.
“If you had bothered to pay attention to me, you would have noticed that my room often smells like cherry-scented air freshener. Care to venture a guess as to why?”, Diamond Tiara replied, putting on her full bully attitude. It was the attitude she often gave Babs and the rest of the cutie mark crusaders, but in this case, it was directed solely at her father.
“Y-You can't serious! Y-you a-and S-Silver Spoon have, have, have...”, the stallion stuttered and trailed off, fully getting the less than subtle hints his daughter was giving him. His face went paler than a ghost.
“More than once. Oh, and by the way, it was great”, Diamond Tiara replied with a smirk.
This smirk vanished, however, when Filthy Rich approached the two. Diamond Tiara stood in front of Silver Spoon, just in time to receive a hoof to the face, which knocked her to the ground.
“You ungrateful, little whore-foal! I've given you everything, and this is how you repay me?! With this?!”, Filthy Rich roared at the top of his lungs.
He raised his hoof up again to strike the quivering filly, only for his hoof to connect with Applejack's.
“Ah'm all for disciplinin’ your foals how ya like...”, she remarked with a glare at the stallion, successfully staving off his hoof, “...but Ah won't sit back and let ya do this to her. Goes against mah morals, if ya get my meanin’.”
“Stand aside! This doesn't concern you!”, Filthy Rich shouted, shoving the farm pony to the ground and raising his hoof again, this time with Silver Spoon standing in his way.
However, his strike never landed. A comb struck him squarely in the back of the head. He whirled around to see Babs and Applebloom tossing more objects they could find at him, with equally loathing glares.
“You two...”, Filthy Rich said in the lowest tone his voice could go.
He walked over to the fillies and then lifted up Applebloom by the throat with his front hooves, sitting on his rump.
“It's all your fault! You corrupted my little Diamond Tiara!”, he growled through gritted teeth.
“Leave her alone, you big bully!”, Babs yelled, kicking and hitting the stallion.
Her strikes seemed to have no effect on him, however. Applebloom gasped and choked under his grip.
Applejack gave a horrified gasp, ran over to Filthy Rich, reared herself up and gave his skull a swift buck with all the strength of her apple-bucking legs. This attack blindsided the stallion, causing him to release Applebloom. He flew a few short feet and landed on the ground unconscious.
“Applebloom, sweetie, are you okay?!”, Applejack asked worriedly, looking over at the farm filly. Applebloom coughed a few times, trying to catch her breath.
“Ah-Ah'm fine. Is Diamond Tiara okay?”, she wheezed, looking past her sister and at the two fillies.
She saw Silver Spoon helping Diamond Tiara to her hooves and held her tightly for some moment afterwards.
* * *
“What in tarnation were ya thinkin’?! Tellin’ that stinkin’ stallion everythin’!”, Applejack roared, looking at Big Macintosh with a glare. He still was wiping tar and feathers off himself.
“Ah wasn't thinkin’ clearly, considerin’ that I was knocked for a loop by those two fillies”, Big Macintosh said, pointing a hoof at Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. The two sat on their rumps, smiling sheepishly.
Applejack gave an aggravated sigh upon hearing this.
“Well, at least Applebloom and Babs are okay. Speakin’ of which, where the hay are they?”, she asked.
“Ah told 'em they could go and play out for a while”, Granny Smith spoke up, walking up to her granddaughter.
“G-Go out and play? Ya sure that's a good idea?”, Applejack asked, looking at her grandmother with a worried expression.
“Ya worry too much. They will be just fine. In fact, Ah'm willin’ to bet they are more than fine right now”, Granny Smith replied with a knowing expression, looking out of the window.
However, she quickly turned around when she heard cluttering from the kitchen. She noticed that her granddaughter was gone.
“What the hay are ya doin’, youngin?”, she called her.
“Ah'm lookin’ for the lemons, and then Ah'm gonna pay a stop over at Twilight's to get these consarned images out of mah head!”, Applejack exclaimed from the kitchen, much to the amusement of the elder mare. She gave a hearty laugh in response.
“Uh, Granny, if you're implyin’ what Ah think you are...”, Big Macintosh remarked, trailing off as he looked at his grandmother with a worried expression.
“Oh, shut yer pie-hole, youngin. Babs is headin’ back home tomorrow. We can give 'em this at least. Especially after all they've been through today”, Granny Smith remarked, once again looking through the window.
Even more cluttering coming from the kitchen reached her ears soon after.
“Big Mac? What the hay are ya doin’ in here?”, Applejack's voice could be heard asking.
“Hurry up and find those lemons!”, Big Macintosh replied dramatically, to which Granny Smith began laughing once again.
* * *
Applebloom and Babs sat in the clubhouse, looking at one another for some time, neither of them saying a word. Eventually, Applebloom spoke up:
“Ah know why Granny sent us out here, but knowin’ she knows what we might be doin’...”, she remarked.
“Yeah, I'm feelin’ the same way, cuz. Kind of hard to do anythin’, knowin’ dat Granny Smith knows we're doin’ it”, Babs replied and sighed.
“Of all the ponies in our family, Ah never in mah wildest dreams expected Granny to be the one to help me, though”, Applebloom remarked with a happy sigh, looking out the clubhouse window.
“I know, right? You'd think she'd be the old-fashioned mare who was set in her old-fashioned ways. What a screwed up world we live in”, Babs replied, at which point the two broke into spontaneous laughter.
“Well, we're two screwed up fillies”, Applebloom remarked after managing to stop laughing.
She looked at Babs, and Babs looked at her.
“Guess we best be headin’ back home, then”, Babs concluded. “No sense in stayin’ out here if we aren't going to be doin anythin’.”
She opened the door and walked out, with Applebloom following soon after.
“Just for kicks though, let's make it look like we actually did it. Just to mess with mah big sister”, Applebloom suggested with a devious grin, to which Babs laughed out loud. The two then headed back home.
* * *
The evening was unusually quiet for the Apple family. The dinner was just as quiet, save for Granny Smith telling tales as she always did during dinner time.
“Ah reckon there's no need for ya to be sleepin’ in separate rooms anymore”, Granny Smith said a few moments after finishing her tale. This one was about the time when she and Apple Rose were getting into trouble for staying out too late. “Oh, and youngins. Try not to traumatize your sister come the mornin’”, she added with a smirk.
The two fillies giggled at this, while Applejack put her hat over her face, going a slight shade of green in response.
The two went upstairs later after dinner. They washed up, jumped into bed, and held each other in a tight embrace. A short time later, Applejack walked past the room with a passing glance. She shuddered slightly and continued to her room, assuming the fillies were asleep.
However, the two were, in fact, still awake. They looked at one another.
“I can't sleep, can you?”, Babs asked. Her cousin nodded in reply. “So, what do you wanna talk about?”, she asked softly, running a hoof through Applebloom's mane.
“Actually, Ah was thinkin’ that Ah still have a promise to be keepin’”, the farm pony replied, much to the delight of Babs. She locked lips with her lover and began to make out with her.
The blankets of their bed were kicked off as the two continued to make out, running each others’ hooves all over one another, until Applebloom broke the kissing and smiled sweetly at Babs. The latter knew exactly what was coming when Applebloom lowered herself down on the bed.
“Ah-Ah'm new to this, so...”, Applebloom said nervously, looking up at Babs.
The city filly’s face wore a scarlet red blush. She could feel Applebloom’s breath brushing against her mound with each breath the farm pony exhaled.
“Heh, so am I”, Babs replied back quietly, looking down at Applebloom.
“Well, here goes nothin’ Ah guess”, the farm filly replied nervously and hesitantly extended her tongue out, running it along her lover's dark brown mound. It earned a sharp moan from the city filly. A few minutes have passed with Applebloom running her tongue up and down over the city filly's slit. “H-How am Ah doin’?”, she asked nervously at some point, looking up at her lover's face.
“G-Great. It feels amazin, cuz”, Babs replied breathlessly, her chest heaving up and down from the amount of pleasure she was receiving.
“Y-You want me to stick it in there, then?”, Applebloom asked, stuttering slightly. The complement from her cousin gave her a small confidence boost though.
“Y-Yeah. Go ahead.”
The farm pony hesitantly extended her tongue out once again, using her front hooves to gently part the city filly's nether-lips. She dipped her tongue inside, earning a loud moan that Babs muffled as quickly as possible by slamming a pillow on her face. After it passed, she laid the pillow down beside her head. She watched her lover continue to send waves of pleasure throughout her body, doing her best to keep her voice down.
Applebloom, feeling her confidence get yet another boost from the reaction of her lover, decided to be a bit daring now and began to run her tongue along the inner walls of Babs’ dark brown slit. It was quickly becoming wetter and wetter, to the point where with each timid stroke of her tongue, Applebloom was getting a tongue-full of Babs’ love juices.
“So... um...”, Babs spoke up quietly.
This prompted the farm pony to stop her oral treatment and look up at her.
“So what?”, she asked nervously, looking at Babs with a fear that she may have done something wrong.
“Um, it's kind of embarrassing to ask”, Babs replied, looking away from Applebloom.
“Did Ah do something wrong? Did Ah hurt ya?”, the farm filly asked, really afraid now that she did something horrible.
“N-No. It's just that... um, well, how do I taste?”, Babs finally asked, giving Applebloom a worried glance.
“Taste?”, the farm filly asked back in confusion.
“Y-Yeah, my, um, filly juices. How do they taste? You don't have to answer if you don't wanna”, Babs replied, looking away once again.
“O-Oh! You mean the stuff that Ah've been tastin’ when mah tongue was inside?”, Applebloom finally caught on, feeling relief wash over her.
Babs nodded silently, looking embarrassed by asking the question. Applebloom smiled at the city filly.
“It tastes sweet. Not too much different from apple juice, really.”
“R-really? Dat's a relief. I thought it would taste bad”, Babs replied, looking at her again and seeming relieved.
“Ya mind if Ah resume drinkin’ it, then?”, Applebloom asked slyly, with a grin to match her tone of voice.
“N-No. Not at all”, Babs replied with a nervous giggle, which soon turned into a moan when Applebloom's tongue once again dove between her glistening folds.
A few more minutes had passed. Babs was writhing in pleasure from her cousin’s continued oral assault on her puffy dark brown slit. She felt the amounts of pleasure increase more and more each time Applebloom’s tongue moved around inside of her. It soon got to the point where she had to once again bite down on the pillow to muffle her moans, which were steadily getting louder and louder.
“A-Almost there... mmph!”, Babs remarked aloud, but had to bite down on the pillow again to muffle another moan.
Applebloom's yellow slit was already dripping with her own juices as she continued to swirl her tongue around the inside of her cousin. As tempting as it was to reach a hoof under herself and start clopping, she knew it would distract her from the task at hoof, which was to make her lover cum in ecstasy.
“Gosh darn it Babs, would ya gush already? Mah cherrybush is beggin’ for some lovin too, ya know”, Applebloom remarked with a coy smirk.
“S-Sorry. I can't really control dat too much”, Babs replied guiltily. Applebloom giggled softly in response.
“Ah'm just pullin’ yer leg, take as long as ya need to gush. Ah'm enjoyin’ this as much as you do”, she replied with a smirk. She then dove her tongue back inside of her lover's slit, earning more moans from her as she continued to savor the taste of her fluids on her tongue.
“W-Well, I'm almost ready to, but I'm not s-sure why I haven't y--Oh Luna, deeper!”, Babs nearly shouted, much to the panic of both fillies. They snapped their gaze in the direction of the door for a few short moments, and eventually let out a sigh of relief in unison.
“Consarn it, Babs! Keep yer voice down! Mah sister is just down the hall, ya know”, Applebloom exclaimed in a hushed whisper and sighed. “Now, Ah reckon ya need a big nudge to push ya over the edge. Problem is, Ah don't know what to do to give ya that nudge”, she said and sighed dejectedly. “Ah hate not knowin’ that to do.”
“Y-You’re doing fine. Just keep going. Make it go deeper”, Babs replied desperately, feeling her pleasure slowly ebb away.
“O-Okay”, Applebloom agreed, dipped her tongue back inside, and pushed it as deep as she could as per her lover's request. She felt her tongue brush against a rough spot, unlike the rest of Babs’ love-tunnel.
“Oh Luna, yes, there! Keep lickin’ there!”, Babs exclaimed as quietly as she possibly could, before biting her mouth back down on the pillow to muffle her pleasured screams.
The city filly's front hooves squeezed her pillow tightly while her tail flickered back and forth, so fast that it nearly tickled the farm pony. Babs continued to scream into the pillow, until her entire body seized up and she gave the loudest muffled scream she could. Moments later, Applebloom felt a rush of juices gush along her tongue and down her chin.
She didn't stop licking, however. The taste of her lover's orgasmic juices had proven to be addicting to her, and she fully understood why Diamond Tiara continued to lap at Silver Spoon's slit, even after the silver-furred filly had reached her orgasm. That specific memory was the farthest from the farm filly’s mind, however, when she continued to lap and even swallow every drop she could have of Babs' filly juices.
The city filly's body finally relaxed after some time, at which point she removed the pillow from her mouth and face. She looked down at her cousin, who was still lapping away at her slit as her chest heaved up and down.
“Hey, cuz, you can stop-mmph!-l-l-licking now. Or do I taste that good?”, Babs asked, stifling a pleasured moan as she spoke to her cousin.
Applebloom finally removed her mouth from her cousin’s dark brown slit and grinned at her sheepishly.
“Ya taste that good”, she confirmed. She then crawled up to her and kissed her gently on the lips, allowing the city filly to get a taste of her own fluids as they shared the kiss.
“I guess I'll take that as a complement. Anyways, your turn”, Babs replied with a giggle, starting to scoot herself down on the farm pony.
Upon hearing this, Applebloom nervously turned herself on her back, spread her legs and allowed her tail to flop limply to the side. She blushed crimson as she watched Babs lower her head down and extend her tongue.
“W-Whoa nelly!”, Applebloom exclaimed, quoting her older sister. A wave of pleasure like nothing she felt before surged through her body when she felt her cousin’s tongue dip inside her dripping folds.
“Dang cuz, you're soaked. You sure you haven't already gushed?”, Babs remarked with a smirk. She looked up at her cousin, who continued to blush fiercely at her.
“Ah-Ah don't think Ah have yet”, Applebloom replied nervously, only to let out a high-pitched moan as Babs’ tongue dipped back inside her love-tunnel.
* * *
“Oh for the love of Luna, where are those gosh darned earplugs?!”, Applejack exclaimed softly, frantically searching through her dresser drawers while doing her best to ignore the moans coming from the fillies' bedroom.
* * *
“Do you remember me biting the pillow a few moments ago when I was gettin’ too loud?”, Babs asked looking up at her cousin, who blushed in response.
“R-Right”, the farm pony said and bit down on the pillow next to her, bracing herself for the waves of pleasure which surged through her body moments later.
As much as she tried to hold it back, the same feeling she knew all too well was now rapidly building itself inside of her, threatening to push her over the edge faster than she wanted it to.
“Come on cuz, I know you can last longer than this”, Babs jeered with a smirk, knowing that the filly was already on the verge of climax. She then resumed her oral assault on the farm pony's slit, which was leaking fluids as if somepony had left the faucet on inside of her.
“It-it's not mah fault! This is only mah third time doin’ this kind of thing, and it's not mah hoof doin’ it this time, either!”, Applebloom exclaimed defensively in a soft voice. She barely made it in time to muffle another high-pitched moan, a wave of pleasure surging through her body.
“Well you're a whole lot louder than me, that's for sure”, Babs remarked with a smirk. She then dove her tongue back inside Applebloom's yellow flower, earning more frantic and high-pitched moans from the inexperienced farm pony.
As much as Applebloom tried, she couldn't hold off her inevitable climax any longer. She gave a high-pitched squeal into the pillow as she came hard a few short minutes later, much to the amusement of her cousin, who did her best to extend her lover's orgasm as long as possible.
The inexperienced filly gave a few more high-pitched squeals, her puffy yellow slit squeezing as much as it could on Babs' tongue and continuing to squirt its juices all over her face and the bed. The stain that was created in the process was much bigger than Babs’ was by the time her body relaxed.
“Gotta give it to ya, cuz: you're faster than me”, Babs jeered with a smirk, only to get a playful hoof to the face from the farm pony.
“Oh, shut it. Unlike you, Ah don't have a hoof between mah legs every night. This is still really new to me”, Applebloom replied between huffs and puffs.
Babs crawled up next to her and kissed her gently on the lips over and over. It soon turned into yet another make out session between the two fillies.
“Anything else you wanna try?”, Babs asked between kisses, running a hoof through Applebloom's mane, which was matted down from the amount of sweat on her body.
“Just one more thing...”, Applebloom replied in a seductive voice.
Her hoof trailed down Babs’ body and found its target, which was non-other than her dark brown slit. She shoved it inside, much to the shock and pleasure of her cousin, who moaned out. Catching on now, she performed the same action while the two continued to make out.
“Ah love you so much Babs...mmph!”, Applebloom moaned out between kisses, feeling her lover’s hoof thrust in and out of her and pushing her body once again towards another orgasm.
“I love you too, Applebloom--Oh Luna, harder please!”, Babs moaned out in response to her lover's words, feeling Applebloom's slit squeeze and release around her hoof.
“O-Only if you go harder as well!”, Applebloom managed to choke out between kisses and moans.
“D-Deal!”, Babs replied and began to shove her hoof in and out of Applebloom's puffy yellow slit harder and faster. The same did Applebloom to her dark brown love-tunnel.
The two fillies continued to thrust their respective hooves in one another, barely taking time to catch their breaths as their love-making continued. With each thrust, both fillies felt their bodies get one step closer to climax, their moans becoming louder with each passing moment, their already soaking slits growing even more wet, and the squelching sounds becoming louder and louder.
Time was lost to the fillies as they were moaning out and kissing one another, their free hooves running along each other’s manes and bodies, each one relishing in the touch of their lover, treasuring every thrust, moaning out in pure ecstasy as their bodies grew closer and closer, neither of them wanting this blissful moment to end.
“Ah-Ah'm s-so close. Are you close, Babs?”, Applebloom asked breathlessly, panting loudly and unable to keep up with their rapid kissing, due to using every ounce of her willpower to stave off her orgasm.
“Y-Yeah... you wanna gush together?”, Babs asked between moans and pants, slowing the thrusts of her hoof to a gentle yet quickened pace. She stared back at Applebloom, who nodded in response. “O-Okay then.”
The two fillies looked into each other’s eyes, their free hooves running over each other’s teats and massaging them gently, while the ones buried deep inside one another kept thrusting in and out, at a much more frantic pace now.
“J-Just a-about t-there!”, Babs said softly, biting her lower lip.
“Ah-Ah-Ah can't hold it back any longer! Aahhh!”, Applebloom cried, her puffy yellow slit clamping down on Babs’ hoof, convulsing, and starting to squirt its love juices all over the city filly's hoof.
“I-I'm gushin’ too!”, Babs exclaimed a short second later. The city filly let out a high-pitched squeal as her dark brown slit began to gush all over Applebloom's hoof.
As if on impulse, Applebloom leaned in a locked lips with Babs in a passionate kiss, the two riding out their respective orgasms, moaning into each other’s mouths. Their respective hooves continued to thrust in and out of one another rapidly, in an attempt to extend each other’s climax as long as possible.
After what seemed like an eternity later, both fillies' bodies slowly relaxed and the two broke their kiss, panting at one another and each wearing a content smile.
“W-Was it good for you?”, Babs asked softly, sliding her hoof out of Applebloom's slit with a soft squelching sound.
“Y-yeah...”, Applebloom replied breathlessly, removing her own hoof slowly from Babs' dark brown flower, which came out with a soft pop.
The two then wrapped their hooves around each other and basked in their afterglow, fatigue slowly taking hold of the two fillies. Applebloom was first to give a yawn, followed by a blissful sigh.
“Ah love ya Babs... so much”, she remarked, nuzzling her head against Babs' cheek.
“I love you too, Applebloom”, the city filly replied and returned the affectionate nuzzle against the farm pony's cheek. She then yawned too.
“Guess we should get some sleep. Wanna grab the covers, cuz?”, Applebloom asked sleepily, nuzzling against Babs' chest.
“S-Sure...”, Babs replied, but never actually moved. The sleep took hold of her as well and soon the two fillies were fast asleep.
* * *
Applejack lay on her bed with bloodshot eyes.
“Ah'm never gonna get a proper night’s sleep again...”, she remarked dismally, staring at her ceiling and thanking Luna that the moans had stopped coming from her little sister's bedroom.
THAT NEXT MORNING...
Applebloom's eyes fluttered open to see the face of her lover. She sighed blissfully, recalling the events of the night before.
She then heard a trotting of hooves. She turned to look at her sister, who stopped behind the doorway to give her a passing glance. Applebloom took note of the fact that her sister had bags under her eyes and looked as if she hadn't had an ounce of sleep all night.
“Mornin, big sis”, the farm filly greeted her big sister with a wide smile. She gently and quietly got out of the bed to walk up to her. “Didn't ya sleep well?”, she asked, giving the farm pony a concerned look.
“You're washin’ those sheets of yours before the day’s over”, Applejack replied sluggishly. “We clear?”
A crimson red blush appeared on Applebloom's face upon hearing this.
“So ya know what happened last night, Ah take it?”, the filly asked, looking down at the floor.
“Ah do”, Applejack replied flatly, looking away when her face went a slight shade of green.
“Ah'm kind of surprised ya didn't come and stop us”, Applebloom said nervously. She snapped her head up to look at her sister. “Not that Ah'm not happy you didn't! Ah'm just a little surprised”, she remarked, sounding slightly panicked at first, but calm again by the end of her sentence.
Applejack let out a long-winded sigh.
“Ya are a growin’ filly, sis. And while Ah'm not so keen on ya datin’ yer cousin...”, Applejack trailed off, placing a hoof on the filly's shoulder. “Ah reckon ya are old enough to make your own decisions now”, she finished, allowing a smile to wash over her face as she spoke, much to the delight of her little sister, who smiled back at her.
“Thanks, Applejack”, Applebloom replied and leaned in to hug her big sister, only for the mare to back away.
“Get yourself cleaned up first, then Ah'll hug ya. No tellin’ where those hooves of yours have been”, Applejack remarked, looking slightly green on the face. She then walked down the hallway and downstairs.
Applebloom simply giggled at this and looked at her hoof, which had been buried inside Babs the night before. She took a sniff and quickly recoiled from the pungent smell.
“Wow, she's right. Mah hoof reeks of mah cousin’s cherrybush!”, the filly remarked aloud with a smirk. She then turned about-face and gently woke her cousin.
“Oh, mornin, cuz”, Babs greeted her groggily. She stretched all four legs vigorously. “Last night was great!”
“Yeah, about that...”, Applebloom replied with a sheepish grin.
* * *
TWO WEEKS LATER...
“Got another letter from yer cousin!”, Applejack exclaimed with a smile when the filly walked through the door after school.
“Really?!”, Applebloom exclaimed excitedly. She rushed over to grab it, only for Applejack to hold it just out of reach. “What gives?!”
“Ah'm not gonna find any photographs in here if Ah open this, am Ah?”, Applejack remarked with a jeering expression.
The filly jumped up, clamped down on the envelope with her mouth, and yanked it out of Applejack’s hoof before she could react.
“Even if she did send me some photographs, it's not like they’re for yer eyes”, Applebloom replied snootily between gritted teeth, carrying the letter upstairs.
“Young love. Nothin’ like it”, Granny Smith remarked with a chuckle, much to Applejack's discomfort. The farm pony sighed dejectedly.
Applebloom walked into her room, hopped onto her bed, tore the envelope open, and poured the contents of it on her bed. Much to her relief and a minor disappointment, only a single letter floated onto the sheets. She opened it up and began to read it.
“To my cousin Applebloom,
It's been lonely with you at my side when I wake up in the mornings. I told my parents the truth a few short days after I got back to Manehattan and my parents are still adjusting to the fact that we're dating. They aren't against it, but they aren't liking the idea either.
I think we got a rough road ahead of us cuz, especially when the rest of the Apple family finds out. Enough about us though, how's Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon doing? Last I heard from you, they were talking about sending her to live with her mother.
Anyways, I'll be coming to visit you in a week. I'm really looking forward to it.
Loving you always,
Babs xoxoxo”
Applebloom put the letter to the side, pulled up a piece of paper from her night-table next to her, and began to write:
“To my cousin Babs,
The feeling is mutual, it's been awful lonely without you here as well. And about the rest of the Apple family finding out, well, we'll cross that bridge when it comes to. Glad to be hearing that you'll be coming to visit though!
Now about Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, last I heard from her, she said that she would be sent to live with her mother in Fillydephia. Apparently her mom and dad both agreed that those two dating isn't a good thing. Those consarned varmints wouldn't know what a good thing is, even if it walked up to them and bit them on the nose!
I feel sorry for Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon though. I wonder if there's something we can do to help them? It's not fair to them after all they did for me and you. Sure, they might be bullies, but that doesn't mean they don't deserve love.
Guess that means we're lucky to have family as understanding as Granny Smith and my big sister.
Still, I want to help them. Not sure how, but I'll figure out a way. Though I’ll probably end up regretting it! Hehe!
Anyways, I'll finish writing this letter and let my sister know you're coming to visit. Knowing her, her face will go a shade of green and she’ll look like she's ready to hurl! Haha!
Loving you always,
Applebloom”
Applebloom put the letter into an envelope, sealed it, and walked downstairs.
“Babs is comin’ to visit in a week!”, she announced excitedly after placing the letter down.
“Here we go again...”, Applejack remarked aloud, her face going slightly green. She had to make sure to remember where exactly she had placed the ear-plugs she purchased last week...
