Prompt: Snuggle

Author's Note:

[Semi Safe For Woona] [Comfort] [Love] [Appledash]

Characters: [Applejack] [Rainbow Dash] [OC]

By: TwilightAppleDash

"There ain't no finer place to be than here." I thought to myself as I gazed out at the peace and tranquility of Ponyville.

We sat on the highest hill of my farm, staring out at the beautiful crimson and gold sunset as Celestia lowered the sun, in preparation for Luna's pale Moon to grace the sky.

By we, I mean myself…

...and her. My special somepony.

"This sunset sure is pretty to mah eyes." I said to her.

She looked at me, my lime-green eyes lost in her strikingly soft magenta gaze as she appraised me, slowly and carefully.

"Sure, Celestia's Sun is nice and all, but I have only eyes for something, far, far more beautiful than anything a Princess could conjure up." Rainbow Dash replied to me, still ensnaring me in her eyes. I blushed faintly as she pulled me closer, and stretching myself out, I rested my head on her lap.

She smiled down at me and pulled off my dusty hat. She began gently stroking my mane

"Ah love you, my little Dashie." I whispered to her, feeling curiously mellow.

"As I love you, my little Jackie." she murmured, kissing the top of my head.

I lifted my front hooves and pushed Dash onto her back. Then snuggling closer, I gently kissed her soft lips and closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

She also closed her eyes and wrapped her arms and wings around my back and flanks.

We kissed more and more, our mouths opening to better taste the other's sweet fragrance as we lay together under a cloud of smooth, red apples held aloft, on one of my family's many apple trees.

We broke apart and looked into each other's eyes again. Rainbow smiled warmly and opened her mouth, as if to say something, but suddenly a harsh, baby-like cry issued from her throat, jarring me into full alertness, and confusion.

"What in the hay!?" I cried, more than a little disconcerted, drawing back from Dash as she continued vocalizing cries and screams.

The strange occurrence was broken by the arrival of my other friends. And I sighed in relief. "Thank Celestia y'all are here, ah reckon Discord's…"

I was cut short as the others all broke into loud wailing, much like Rainbow.

Frightened beyond my wits, I got up and attempted to run away, but in my nervousness, I tripped over my back hooves and went sprawling into the dirt.

I cowered as the five girls circled me, gurgling and cooing. "GIT AWAY FRAM ME!" I screamed, flailing out at them.

Rainbow bent down beside me and whispered in my ear.

"Mama…"


"YAAHH!" I cried, sitting up sharply.

Breathing heavily, it took me a moment to get my bearings. I was at home, in bed. I sighed in relief. Glad that it was just a dream.

"Mama!" came a voice from beside me.

I jumped again and jostled Dash who was lying beside me, causing her to stir sleepily.

"Mama, Apple Heart is crying." my four year-old daughter said, tugging at my mane.

"Alright, Crimson Dash, thank you fer lettin' me know." I replied to her, patting her on the head. She smiled and toddled off back to bed and I shook my head, bringing myself to full alertness.

Rainbow sat up and rubbed my shoulder gently. "What's up, Honey? You're feeling kind of tense." she sleepily observed.

"Just a bad dream," I told her "I feel so much better now knowing that you're here."

"Do you wanna talk about it? Was it about your parents?" She asked me with concern.

I shook my head "Nah, this one was different," I told her "But I can't worry much about that right now, Apple Heart is cryin' and needs one of her Mamas to come and comfort her." Apple Heart was a lot like me, and Granny Smith said when I was a little foal I'd wake my folks up all the time.

Crimson Dash wasn't too much trouble, she was even a fast learner when it came to potty training (which I can tell Rainbow Dash was thrilled about, she clearly hated diaper duty). It was no surprise she took after her more athletic mother.

"Suit yourself, but that means if she needs a change it's your responsibility," Rainbow Dash teased "Same goes for if she's hungry."

I chuckled lightly at Rainbow Dash's statement, before I set off to go find out what was troubling my infant daughter. Apple Heart was little over a year old, but she had the strength and energy of both her mothers, and her fourth-cousin twice removed (who always loved to spoil both her nieces whenever she got the chance).

Chances were, Apple Heart just needed someone to snuggle up with her and hold her tight. Just like myself when I was her age.