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What Hurts the Most Part 1It was raining again, April showers as it were. Seemed to rain a lot these days, not that Big Macintosh minded at all. The rain better suited his mood. There was a calming effect to the steady cadence of it on the roof, the way it fell on the already sodden grounds. He was cold, sitting on the front porch while the storm circulated around the farm. The cold felt good, too. It reminded him that he could feel something other than pain. It had been a year already and still there was a dull ache in his heart, a wound to his spirit that would never heal. It hurt every day like it had in the beginning.
The door of the house opened and Applejack came out. She had a blanket between her teeth that she draped around Big Macinthosh's withers. Then she took up a seat beside him and they sat together in silence. She sat with him like this a lot in the past year. They spoke less to each other than they had their entire lives, yet somehow they'd grown closer. He knew that without the support of his s
What Hurts the Most Part ConclusionIt was easier for her to move through the thick underbrush in the forest than it was for Big Macintosh. He lumbered through clumsily, just keeping her in sight. And then just like that she was gone. He stopped to look around, panic rising. She was still crying somewhere up ahead. And so he pushed on, breaking through to the more sparse part of the forest, just before it turned back into a field on one side and Ponyville on the other. She was crouched down at the edge of the stream, legs tucked under her, wings folded tight against her small body. Her turquoise eyes were locked on her own reflection, watching herself as the rain fell down around her.
The ground had to have been cold underneath her and Big Macintosh felt the need to scoop her up and protect her from the elements. She looked so much like Fluttershy that this past year had made it hard to look at her for long, let alone be a real father to her. Her yellow coat that faded to orange then red at her ears and the tips of her w
Fluttering Hearts Chapter 1 Fall is a special time of the year in Ponyville; the season of change as some ponies referred to it. Although most noticeably the change they're referring to would be the physical change of color that the leaves on the trees exhibit, there are also some more subtle, but nonetheless significant changes that occur throughout ponies lives this time of year. The peak of this season is marked by the annual Running of the Leaves competition, in which several ponies compete in a marathon designed to shake the leaves from the trees as a result of the force of everypony trampling the grounds at once as they run. However this year, there was another competition between two ponies that was slowly gaining more spectators. An Iron Pony competition between the down-to-earth pony apple farmer Applejack, and the head-in-the-Cloudsdale pegasus Rainbow Dash. The crowd mostly consisted of their closest friends, a few other ponies always ready to enjoy a good completion, and Applejack's
FlutterMac Part 6: Upon A Snowy NightChildren come
I have a tale
of two Pony's
who Love will unveil
Love is fun
and Love is good
Love can change you
But Love can change
and Love can turn
so turn and turn
and with a spin
a Discord triumph
for the win
The snow crunched beneath their hooves as they slowly made their way around the lake. Light grey clouds hid direct sunlight from the earth and gave the landscape a flat appearance. A heavy wind blew across the lake, making the already frost air frigid. Fluttershy was tightly bundled up to protect herself from the cold. With two thick coats, a long woolen scarf wrapped tightly around her neck and rubber snow boots she was the epitome of warmth. In contrast Macintosh had a scarf and light gray sweater on, which stood out startlingly off his crimson coat.
It was like the flower of their relationship was thriving in Equestrias winter season. With Fluttershys animals gone into hibernation and Big Macintosh's minimal chore-work around the farm the two of them spent most of
Golden Crests and Apple Pie 4"Um... Rainbow Dash? Are you sure that idea's safe?"
"Eh, safety's overrated." The cyan pegasus replied, waving a dismissive hoof in the air.
Fluttershy struggled to keep up with her friend, her yellow wings beating as hard as they could in a simple effort to not fall behind. "Oh... Well, I mean, if you don't mind me saying... don't you think it's a little... extreme?" She cringed at her own choice of words. "... I'm sure Soarin' will like the tricks you can already do." Rainbow braked in mid flight, and Fluttershy yelped when she almost slammed into her.
"...Like? LIKE?! Fluttershy, he has to LOVE them!" She turned on her friend with the most panic-stricken, serious face that Fluttershy had ever seen on her. "If he doesn't love them, how could he ever consider me a good candidate for the Wonderbolts?! Or..Or worse! What if he doesn't want to hang out with me because he thinks I'm too lame?!! What if the other Wonderbolts find out and not want me to join because of my lameness?! What i
CMC Matchmakers: Fluttershy
It was one of those days where it felt like the sun was shining just for him. There was no real reason why Big Macintosh was in such a good mood except for maybe the idea that all these silly dates were almost over and he could get back to life as normal. Not that he hadn't enjoyed himself; Big Mac learned more about the ponies Applejack called her best friends in the few hours he'd spent with each of them than he had in all the time he'd known them. Granny Smith always said to never judge a book by its cover but the meaning behind the cliché little saying had finally come into perspective for him.
As he walked the familiar path from Sweet Apple Acres to Ponyville, a picnic basket hung from between his teeth and a red checkered blanket lay draped across his back. He was meeting Fluttershy for lunch and couldn't help but wonder what he would find out about her. With only the timid pegasus left the Crusaders had already deemed themselves failures at matchmaking and were off helping
FlutterMac Part 3: First Date NervesFluttershy paced the floor of Carousel Boutiques nervously, waiting for Big Macintosh to arrive. "Did he change his mind? What time is it? Oh what are we going to do? I've never been on a date before; what if I mess up?" Rarity watched as her friend walked around her store repeatedly, slightly amused by her nervous movements. "Relax darling you're going to be fine." she told her worrisome friend "Just try and remember everything that I told you."
Fluttershy thought back to the previous day, when Rarity had told her what she should expect from a colt on a first date. "Now the first thing to look out for in a colt on the first date, Fluttershy dear, is that he pays complete attention to how you look. He simply must compliment you, because if a girl's gonna work to look her best he had better notice it." Fluttershy blankly stared at her friend trying to absorb all the information her friend was giving her. "If he's going to take you to a restaurant he simply must allow you to order what y
Camping, Brony style Chapter 3Chapter 3- Twilight P.O.V.
The door flung open with a force. A.J's ear, held firmly in the teeth of his female half, pulled him through the door against his will. Right behind him, Elusive's ear dragged him through the door, glowing a light blue. Rarity came trotting after him. They both dropped the stallions at the feet of the ponies; both howled in pain.
"Somepony better start explainin' why these two," Applejack demanded with a hoof pointed accusingly at the two colts.
"Were stealin' mah apples!"
"And my good silverware."
"I wasn't stealing them, darling," the suit maker defended. "I was borrowing them."
" And I was just... borrowin' the apples." A.J. stated with complete confidence.
"How, in Equestria, were you gonna give em back?"
"Well, I- I was...I could..." the farmer stammered, fiddling with his hat. Twilight watched as the chaos erupted around her. Pinkie and Berry continued to argue with Rainbow Blitz while the two mares hounded the culprits for answers.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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