Applejack sighed as it began to rain. Not to hard, not any thunder (or lightning), just the soft drizzle of water falling to the ground. Her son loved working in these conditions.
"What's the matter, Applejack?" her mate, Apple Juice asked. The mare remained silent. "...I understand," Juice replied before trotting back inside the house of Sweet Apple Acres.
"Juice?" A.J. called, looking inside.
"Hmm?" he replied, looking up from a batch of guess-what he had been making.
"Eh'm gonna go take a visit to Bloom's place," the orange Earth Pony said.
"Alright- I'll tell Macintosh. Remember, you might have to stay there for a while- it might start storming harder later," Juice said with a soft, caring smile. The smile that Applejack adored him for. She grabbed an umbrella hat and put it on- she couldn't gallop with a hoof-held one. She went as fast as she could, on her way to her little sister's house.
"Hey ther', Bloom," the orange Earth Pony said as Apple Bloom opened the door.
"Hai!" her sister replied.
"Where's Spike?" Applejack asked with a confused blink.
"He wen' to help Big Mac gather some apples- didn't you see him?" Bloom said.
"Nah."
They're probably out drinking, the sisters thought in unison. But they didn't tell each other.
"So... how've ya been doin'?" the pale yellow Earth Pony asked nervously as she closed the door.
"Eh've been fine. ...Is ther' somethin' wrong?" Applejack asked, noting the strange way Bloom had said her sentence.
"Well... there's something Eh need to tell ya."
"Yeah?"
"You might not be... calm."
"Eh promise Eh'll stay cool."
"Really?"
"Shoot."
"A.J., I..."
"Hmm?"
"I'm... p-pregnant."
Applejack stared at her sister, open-mouthed.
"Please! Don't get mad!" Bloom frowned.
The orange mare trotted up to her sister and gave her a hug, "Now, why would Eh be mad? I'm going ta' be an aunt- like you!"
"So... you won't yell?" Bloom said hopefully.
"Of course not," A.J promised, "But have you told Spike?"
"Yeah... he's really happy," Apple Bloom replied with a smile.
"How long have you been pregnant?"
"Three moons."
"I can't wait to see my nephew- or niece."
"Apple Bloom smiled and dove in for another hug. A.J. gave it to her.