Bonus 1: Farmers Market

WR

Sup Fam? Okay, after...several issues with my page, I've decided to just upload my bonus chapters here from now on. One of the more...imperative issues were...of the legal nature and I was 'requested' to remove my page. So bye bye , you were too good for this world. But hey, at least I get to keep my content. Plus, truth be told, these bonus chapters are kinda fun to write. Anyway here's one of the bonuses I made a couple weeks back.

Lastly, just to make things clear, I AM going to continue with the main story. These are just extra material I moving here because of copyright issues( seriously it's total bullshit, I didn't do nothing wrong.) Think of these like...Canon filler.

*These events take place between Chapter 3 and Chapter 4*

The Summer sun was shining on a lovely afternoon in the local farmers market. It was quite lively today with farmers from all around Alabama, and even parts of Georgia and Mississippi, selling their freshly harvested goods. There were market stalls and stands filled with a marriad of fresh vegetables and fruit ranging from shucks of corn to baskets of freshly picked Georgia peaches. They were even stalls where people sold hand-crafted jewelry, decorations, baskets, and small wood carved statues of animals.

Caleb and Mirabelle were walking side by side passing through the roadway and taking the sights around them. Men and women bartering at stalls, talking with buddie from town, and some sitting in the shade of canopies.

Mirabelle takes a long, slow inhale appreciating the earthy but robust scent of fresh grown produce then blissfully exhales.

"Heh, you seem oddly relaxed right now.", Caleb says with smirk.

"This place. The earthy scent of harvested crops, it reminds me of my home village.", Mirabelle happily reminisces.

Caleb nods, "Yeah, markets like these are pretty common in the South. Personally I always kinda liked the smell of farmer grown produce. There's just something...satisfying about them, you know?"

"I understand perfectly Dear. There nothing I find more satisfying than creating something with my own two hands from the ground up.", Mirabelle hums with a hint of pride.

"Hehe, Guess you and I are alike in that regard.", Caleb chuckles gently patting her on the back. Mirabelle blushes sweetly marveling that she shares another thing in common with him, "That being said, most of the stuff here smells AND looks pretty good. Why don't we pick up some good food today straight from mother earth's bosom", Caleb says showing a couple carrying baskets he picked up near the entrance.

Mirabelle beams at him giggling sweetly, "I would be delighted."

The two spent the next hour looking at a variety of produce. Mirabelle was even less nervous around other people, particularly the farmers selling their goods. In fact, she even engaged in a few discussions with a couple of the farmers about agricultural methods. Caleb guessed it must be easier talking about something she's especially passionate and proud about. Also, in that time, they had collected a sizeable bounty consisting of a bushel of Georgia peaches, husks of corn, muscadines, squash, zucchini, and green beans. They got so loaded up it became cumbersome to care by hand. Luckily, they found a small wagon no one was using and decided to borrow it.

Caleb squatted down looking at the the collection of goods they picked up already musing over how surreal it was that he never really bothered shopping there; since he saw no real point to it. But, being there with Mirabelle, seeing how excited she is about this stuff, he remember how much he enjoyed going to places like this with his parents.

Caleb smiles to himself rising up, "Alright, Moon pie what should we check out next?"

He got no response. He looks over to see her silently facing away from him; her entire body fidgeting and her tail whips energetically send small puff of purple mist around, "uhhh...", Caleb utters noticing she's biting her finger hungrily with eyes fixated on a stall filled with carrots and red, yellow, and green bell peppers. Caleb immediately understood and chuckled to himself. Guess she has more traits of a horse than he thought. He pats her on the back and she jolted looking at him curiously.

"Let's pick out some fresh ones, K?", Caleb says

Mirabelle attempts to wave him off, "N-No, Dear, It's fine. You've already bought plenty for us."

"You know you're a bad liar Moon pie.", Caleb says which surprises her, "That mouth says no, but your says 'Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes!' "

Mirabelle blushes wanting to deny it but was unable to. He got her.

"Hello sir! Fine looking carrots ya got here.", Caleb says to the stall owner. He was a hefty Caucasian man, possibly early 50s, wearing blue overalls with a red shirt under it and wrangler boots.

"Yessirree, planted'em earlier this year so they is ripe and crunchy.", spoke the man in a deep Mississippi accent.

"Perfect, my ward and I were lookin' for some to put in our stew this evening.", Caleb steps allowing the man a good look at her. He smiles at her as she nervously waves at him before turning her attention back to the carrots.

"Gooday ma'am.", he nods to Mirabelle.

"H-Hello, um, may I say that these look...incredible? No mishapins, discoloration, or even forked roots. You must have regularly tilled your soil?", Mirabelle stated with intrigued.

The man heartily chuckles, "I sho'nough did. Made sure to use a trowel and kept on raking and loosen the dirt up. Do that 4 times in the week. You must grow some too, ehehe.".

"Yes, I have. In fact,-"

"Whoooaaaa now, ok sir, don't encourage her. She will NOT leave you alone the rest of the day.", Caleb interrupted earning an annoyed pouty face from her.

"Hehehe, she's that type huh?",

Caleb shakes his head, "You don't know the half of it.", he says earning more hearty laughs from the man.

"Hmph, I've never heard of such rubbish in my life.", Mirabelle chided as she started sulking arms crossed in defiance.

Caleb ignores her, "Your sign say 3 bucks a pound but I don't see a scale."

"About 5 carrots make the pound. What can I put'chu down fer?", the man inquired.

"We'll take...3 bags.", Caleb says as Mirabelle's ears twitch and her pout loosens. The man nods and packs Caleb 3 full bags. Then Caleb gives him a ten before he and Mirabelle thank him and continue about their business. Then soon find a small area of trees and grass that was full of shade and decide to rest. As they say in the shade, Mirabelle continued glancing at the bags with the carrots while trying not to let Caleb notice. He did.

Caleb rolls his eyes before deciding he'll just mess with her a bit. He opens one of the bags of carrots, which got her attention, took one out, washed it, then took a bite. Mirabelle licked her lips ears twitching with every crunch her made. He turns to her and she immediately avert her gaze hiding her face. He then takes out another carrot, washed it, then presents it to her.

"~Moon pie, you want a carrot too? I know you do~", Caleb teased her

Mirabelle gulps trembling as she fought to keep her urges at bay, "N-n-no thank you, I'm f-fine. Please "

"~You can't hide it Moon pie, you know you want it.~", Caleb playfully waves it in front of her twitching nose while her eyes remained close and face muscles quivered. Caleb started to pull back, "Alright, I guess you don't want it t-"

Caleb was surprised when she whips her head around at lighting fast speed and gobbled up the orange veggie, green stem and all, without so much as grazing his fingers. As she munched on it, Caleb noted how indescribably content she looked as she ate. It looked like her body, mind, and spirit had all achieve absolute serenity and euphoria. All from a simple carrot.

Mirabelle gulps the rest down trembling in pleasure before letting out, " ~neiigghhhh~", she immediately covers her mouth with both hands in shock at what she just did then noticed Caleb staring slack-jawed in surprise.

'Did...did she just...whinny?!', Caleb thought incredulously as her stared silently at her. Her face goes beet red before burying it in her palms emitting a shame filled groan.

"Heh...wow, didn't expect that. Then again, can't say it don't make sense.", Caleb chuckles only for her to groan even louder in misery. She wanted to disappear right now.

Caleb moves in front of her. He lays a hand on her head as she flinched from the sudden touch and began gently petting the pouting purple pony.

"Come on Moon pie, no need to be embarrassed. You should've seen what I did when I ate a dragon fruit for the first time. I didn't even know I could DO a backflip.", Caleb chuckles noticing her demeanor loosen a bit. He took her hands and she allowed him to gently move them from her face. She was still visibly flustered with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Y-Y-You don't...think I'm a freak?", Mirabelle stuttered her bottom lip trembling.

"Now why would I think something like that?", Caleb affirms as she gazed at him with hopeful eyes, "In fact, I happen to think that was the cutest things I've seen in a long time. You really are sweet like a moon pie you know?"

Mirabelle's face flushed brighter shade of pink as she heart felt like it was running a marathon. She puts her fingers to her lips sheepishly, "You think I'm...cute?"

"More so than any cat on youtube.", Caleb replies inciting a chuckle from her. Suddenly, they heard a sound like a growling animal. Mirabelle recoils holding her stomach before Caleb gave her a knowing smirk adding to her awkwardness, "Want a couple more? We've got a few bags."

"Ehehehe, yeah, I may take you up on that.", she grins sheepishly tail energetically whipping behind her.

...

Some more time passed as they enjoyed themselves in the farmers market. It was late afternoon when they decided to leave for home; after saying good bye to some goodbye to some of Mirabelle's new farming acquaintances of course.

Caleb strutted down the sidewalk dragging the wagon of goodies behind him as Mirabelle hooves clopped against the pavement beside him.

"So, you enjoy yourself?", Caleb inquired.

Mirabelle smiles warmly at him, "I did. Thank you for taking me Dear."

"Anytime.", he says before looking at the wagon, "We got quite the stack. What would you say to helping make us a vegetable stew tonight? Maybe some baked peaches and cream for dessert?"

"It would be my pleasure.", Mirabelle answers her mouth watering at the thought of it.

"Just...try not to eat to many of the ingredients. They still have to actually GO in the stew.", Caleb quips at her.

"Oh whatever, you cheeky little wanker.", Mirabelle says in mock annoyance playfully bumping him with her shoulder.

Caleb chuckled returning the gesture as she chuckled along with him. They continued on towards their home to enjoy the rest of their day. On the way, Caleb got an idea for a surprise for her. But first, he needed to talk to his landlord.