Title: The Seventh Element
Rating: M (For implied sex)
Chapter: Chapter 11 Beau is a Jackass and Big Mac talks
AN: NOTHING!? NO REVIEWS!? RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
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At the Gala…

Lunar had closed the door behind him, clocked the latch and had started his descent back to the ground level. He usually spent his nights in the astronomy tower, where no one could find him. But lately, he had found the solitude in the tower, overlooking the night skies and ground below, just didn’t make him content. He longed for a different comfort.

He sighed as his wings stretched, tired already? Honestly, you are such a little foal. Lunar clenched his teeth and placed a hand over his forehead, “No… Leave me be!” He retracted his wings and swayed slightly, suddenly overcome with dizziness.

Leave you be? Thou hast forgotten. We are one. He growled and clenched his hair, “No! We are not! We are not one!” He shook his head, “I do not want this power any longer! Be gone from my consciousness! NOW!!” A sharp pain overwhelmed his body and him falling to the floor, clutching his head, as if it was falling apart. Lunar screamed from the pain, but he knew no one would come for their ‘Prince’. He was, ‘Nightmare Moon’, or as he wanted to be called now, ‘Dark Night’.

The pain intensified as his eyes shot open and his pupils dilated. He curled into the fetal position as the sound of a long high pitched screech attacked his ears. He was screaming so much, he drooled onto the floor. As if pleased from his pain, the pain suddenly vanished into nothing.

Lunar stayed on the floor, just shaking from the pain he experienced just a second ago. He had only experienced that pain a thousand years ago, when he was banished to the moon. He twitched slightly as the thought of the black things with the red eyes surrounding him, eating him till he was within an inch of life, then leaving him. His eyes filled with tears as he remembered how much he suffered that day, and every day during that hellish imprisonment.

A dark chuckle rang through Lunars head, awww, look! Little Luna is all scared. Lunar couldn’t fight back; he just let the insults flow. You’re so powerless. So weak, no wonder you let the darkness eat you. You could never fight that kind of power. Lunars eyes glazed over at the memories.

The memories of black nothingness. When the voices started to haunt his being.

When the voice of Nightmare Moon/Dark Night first invaded his mind and lay waste to everything.

Look at you! You’re pathetic! Just letting me bash you! You’re a little filly! Just bending over and taking it! The voice laughed harshly, oh this is just delicious! I bet I could feed off of your hate and loneliness for years to come! Lunar twitched, because, you know… We’ll be able to see them all die.

Downstairs…

The Gala was coming to an end, and Trinity was busy with nothing at the moment. Some males attempted to make chatter with her, but since she had been drinking a lot of punch, which was packed with sugar, they couldn’t keep up with her.

So now, she was just standing there, all alone. “Hello there.” Trinity turned her head to the tall bulky male next to her. He had long red hair that reached the middle of his neck, an orange unicorn horn sticking out, blue eyes with freckles on his nose and cheeks. He was wearing a black suit with red stripe on the arm and leg. On his right flank was a red apple half cutie mark. “You bored as well?”

She nodded and smiled as she sipped her drink. She knew what sugar did to her. Her body was much different from others, her body processed sugar as- “How long have you been here?”

Trinity shrugged, “not too long, I’ve only been at the party for a few hours, I got here late.” He smiled, “what about you?”

He shrugged, “My sis and bro invited me to come, so ah came.” He smirked, his blue eyes shined, “you have some of the prettiest eyes ah’ve ever seen.”

Trinity blushed as she covered her reddening cheeks, “oh! Thank you…”

Celestia was in the main hall, talking to high class party-goers. She wondered for a split second if she should send some guards to protect Trinity. She shrugged it off, believing her daughter could finally have one day to be independent.

The Next Morning…

Trinity’s eyes shot open, her vision was blurred and her head felt heavy. A headache hit her as she sat up from her bed.

As she sat up, she noticed that she was in her room, lying in her bed. She scratched her head as she took in what happened last night. “I drank a lot of sugar… Man, I forgot I can’t digest sugar right.” Her mother always told her to be careful if there was punch or sweets nearby, because her body takes sugar as an alcohol. She stretched and yawned as the throbbing in her head increased. But what really freaked her out was that an arm suddenly draped itself over her naked stomach.

She nearly screamed her head off as she stared at the mess of bright red locks splayed out all over her spare pillow. And as she noticed he was there, she noticed that he himself was naked, in her bed, and she was naked as well.

She pieced the clues together and she was soon groaning in realization.

She got drunk off the sugar, she brought the male she was talking to last night to her room, and she was naked with him in her bed.

Her mother was going to kill her.

She pulled the blanket up to cover her naked chest, she was freaking out in her mind and the other voices were now lecturing her. Trinity! You brought a male to your bed! Trinity groaned, not in the mood for her schizophrenic voices today. But they just had to continue. Your V-card is forever gone! And you can’t even remember it! I am ashamed to share a body with you! Uh… You don’t have to be… so… you know… with Trinity… She forgets things easily… You know how she is… SHADDAP! She knew exactly what she was doing!

The form beside Trinity sighed in his sleep, looping his arm around her waist and pulling her over to him, “best night ever…” He murmured.

Trinity struggled to get out of his grasp, not knowing what to do in this type of situation. She soon realized that his grip was iron-clad, and that she couldn’t get out with just her physical strength. She attempted to use magic to lift him off of her, but her horn sparked no magic. She checked her cutie mark, and they showed that the once brilliant red philosophers’ stones were now a dull grey.

She huffed and just settled into his embrace, hoping he woke up and just leave as soon as possible.

He groggily opened his eyes, and to him, trinity was an angel lying in his arms. “Good morning gorgeous.” She jumped, “easy now, Ah’m not here to scare the daylights outta you.”

“W-well then, why ARE you here?”

He furrowed his brows in confusion, “um, y’all brought me here. You said you wanted to go somewhere private, and you brought me here. Ah think we should leave soon though, the guards will throw out any trespassers.” He sat up and stood from the bed, giving Trinity the eyeful of the century. He bent over and grabbed his pants, seemingly unaware of Trinity trying desperately to ignore the thing in between his legs, which was peeking out. He turned his head to say something, but saw her line of vision. He smirked devilishly, “want another round? I promise to be gentle this time.”

Trinity covered her face quickly, “n-no… but umm… W-what happened last night?” His smirk fell, “I have no recollection of last night’s events.”

He sighed and pulled on his pants, “well, let’s start over.” He sat, “well, my name is Beau, short for Beauaguard, Apple. Ah’m Apple Jack and Big Mac’s brother, and they invited me to come to the gala.” He pushed his hair back, “and we met at the gala, we talked, you drank a lot of punch, and then you dragged me to this room and well… You practically ordered me to mate with you.”

Trinity groaned, she gets crazy when she eats too much sugar, especially when she’s sugar drunk. “Look, I’m sorry, I can’t digest sugar right, my body takes it as an alcohol.”

Beau nodded, “never heard of that, but okay…”

Trinity nodded as well, her mother told her that she came out differently from other fillies and colts because she’s an Alicorn and that her body does strange things. Stranger than regular fillies and colts. Which is why she was condemned to live inside the castle all this time. “Anyway, you need to get out of my room.”

Beau furrowed his brows, “um, your room?”

Trinity huffed, “I am the little princess of the palace. I am Princess Trinity, daughter of Princess Celestia.”

Beau widened his eyes, “Ah slept with a princess!?”

The door opened and in came a servant with a silver tray in her hands. “My lady and soon-to-be-banished other, breakfast is served.” She placed the tray on the bed then exited the room, leaving a very distressed Beau with a hungry Trinity.

“Ah slept with a princess!”

A few days later…

Apple Jack had continued to smack Beau in the head with her boot, spouting out insult after insult. “You idiot! How could you do something like that!?”

Big Mac tried to calm her down, “Apple Jack, listen; don’t get mad at the fella. It’s a na-tur-al thing for a stallion to spread his wild oats.”

Apple Jack just hit Big Mac with her boot, “ah don’t care! Both of you should be beat!”

Big Mac, “What did ah do!?”

Apple Jack just continued to beat them with her boot, “ah don’t care! ‘Spread wild oats’, a bunch of hooey!” At this time, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle and Butterscotch had exited from Rarity’s studio. They immediately saw Apple Jack hitting them with her boot. Rarity dashed forward and stood in between Beau, Big Mac and Apple Jack who was about to bring her boot down. “Rarity? Get out of the way! They need to be taught a lesson!”

“Apple Jack, I understand this is a family matter, but I cannot stand by and watch you continue this brutality.”

Apple Jack rolled her eyes, “for the love of- Rarity, this is a private matter! Just…” She searched for the right words, “-just go over there and stay outta mah way!”

Rarity glared at her, “not everything has to end with a boot Apple Jack. You can possibly talk this out-”

“My brother mated with Celestia’s daughter!”

Rarity cocked her head slightly, “since when did Celestia have a daughter?”

“Never mind, but all ah know is, he mated with Celestia’s daughter!!” She quickly clocked Beau on the head with the boot, making him pass out. Big Mac had uncurled himself from a ball, he saw Rarity was there in front of him, but he was level with her round perky flank. Big Mac then suffered a massive nose bleed and passed out as well.

Twilight had used her magic to levitate Big Mac to under a tree, and Butterscotch had carried Beau to the same place. When done, Twilight and Butterscotch had approached Apple Jack, “Apple Jack, is it true?” Twilight inquired, “About Beau and Trinity?”

Apple Jack nodded and crossed her arms, “Yeah. It’s true.” She smacked Beau one more time for good measure. “And this jackass mated with her!”

“Apple Jack, there is no need for you to call your brother a donkey.”

Apple Jack just sighed, crossing her arms. “Rarity must hate me now.” Twilight chuckled, and shook her head.

“Apple Jack, Rarity doesn’t hate you. Sure she might be a little mad right now, but I’m sure she’ll forgive you.” Apple Jack just sighed again. Twilight didn’t know about Apple Jack’s feelings towards Rarity. “Besides, it’s just best that you two don’t talk for a little while, like a couple of days, and let this settle. Okay?” Apple Jack just huffed.

Butterscotch came forward and held a comforting hand on her shoulder, “you and Rarity are friends. I’m sure everything will be alright.” Apple Jack’s eyes watered. The frustration of her friends just shoving the word, ‘friend’ in her face made her hurt. She let a silent sob as Butterscotch hugged her. “Oh dear, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to make you cry AJ.”

She pulled herself from Butterscotch, “ah got to go. Ah want to be alone…” She just turned and walked into the palace, practically running from her friends.

Twilight watched her leave with a confused look on her face, “Butterscotch… What did we say to make AJ cry?” He shrugged then hung his head.

“I must have said something to make her sad. It’s my entire fault…” Twilight quickly patted his arm.

“No Butterscotch, it’s not your fault. It’s no ponies fault.” She glanced at the doorway Apple Jack had disappeared through, “She just needs to be alone right now.” They then left the gardens and into the west part of the palace, hopefully to see Rainbow Dash fly by the tall wide windows.

Rarity, however, stayed behind to watch over the two males. She sat in between them, glancing at both, and sometimes brushing a fallen leaf off of their faces. Whenever it came to Big Mac, her hand lingered, just a second longer, on his face, either caressing his face or his luscious locks. When Rarity saw that no one else was around, except a knocked out Beau of course, she had an idea spring into her head. She quickly lifted Big Mac’s head, and scooted herself behind him, and lay his head on her lap.

She let a small smile out as she gazed upon his somewhat angelic face, nestled in the valley of her legs, sleeping soundly. She blushed slightly as she rubbed his cheeks with her hands, and even twirling some of his hair on her finger.

For as long as Rarity could remember, she has always had a huge crush on Big Mac. Ever since that day that she was invited to Sweet Apple Acres by Apple Jack. Apple Jack had been having lunch with her family on that Saturday afternoon, and Rarity had arrived after being dropped off by her father, a world class designer. Apple Jack had brought her in and introduced her to her family, starting with the one at the head of the table.

She introduced her to their father, Alexander Apple, a huge, stocky stallion that could give Big Mac a run for his money. He had half lidded yellow eyes, with a bright yellow mane, crimson red coat, and under the over grown hair at the bottom of his legs poked out yellow hooves, and his cutie mark was of a large apple half red and half yellow. He always seemed to have a piece of grain in his mouth, a brown Stetson hat with a girdle around his neck. He always looked kind of laid back, but when you got to know him, he was a hard worker, always making sure he did the job at hand correctly, without any short cuts. But when it came to his fillies and colt, he always tried to make sure they were respectful to him and always made sure they grew up to be fine ponies.

Next she introduced her to their mother, Valencia, who had been an orange. She had long orange locks, usually tied back with a handkerchief, same color coat, with warm green eyes. Her cutie mark was of a watering can, since she loved to grow things in the fields. She had dark freckles plastered on her face, and long eyelashes that could cause hurricanes. Their mother was a kind mare, always hugging and nuzzling her fillies and colt, much to her husband’s argument about making them soft. She had an air about her that just made you want to cry out and tell her everything about your life. Her eyes had seemed so full of understanding and compassion, that it was almost impossible not to love her at first sight.

Apple Jack had then introduced her to Granny Smith, then finally to the stallion that invaded her dreams, Big Mac. She remembered at first being frightened of Big Mac, due to his huge size, but Apple Jack had calmed her down, telling her that Big Mac wouldn’t even hurt a fly.

As the day went on, she and Apple Jack had played the entire day, and when her father came by to pick her up, she had forgotten her bag in the house. Instead of Apple Jack to bring her bag to her, it was Big Mac who had picked it up for her. “Rarity… you forgot your bag…” He had been carrying the bag in his mouth and Rarity had reached over and grabbed the bag with her mouth. She remembered that his breath was hot on her muzzle, they both realized of how close they were to each other and blushed a deep red.

Big Mac had let go first, and started kicking up dirt on the road, “uhh… um…” He blushed more as Rarity giggled at his shyness.

To her, it was the most adorable thing in the world.

The memory ended as she left the grounds of Sweet Apple acres, with Big Mac watching her as she left. Every weekend after that, she spent with the Apple family. Rarity sighed happily, it was one of her favorite memories.

Big Mac’s eyes had fluttered open, the sunlight that was beaming through the leaves of the tree he was under had blinded him slightly. He raised a hand to block out the light, only to see it joined with a smaller, daintier hand. Big Mac tilted his head slightly to see Rarity. He then realized where his head was, and could almost feel the blood getting ready to spurt out. “Are you feeling okay Big Mac?” she asked him as worry crossed her face.

Big Mac sighed and nestled his head, getting comfortable, in her legs. He figured that his mind was probably giving him a dream about Rarity again, so this time, he just let whatever was planned, just happen. “Yeah… Ah’m fine.” He smiled a bit when he felt her hand brushing against his hair, careful not to touch the part that had been hit by Apple Jack’s boot. “Ah never knew how relaxed ah could be. Especially with you here…” He stated lazily.

Rarity’s face had flushed in embarrassment, “oh no dahling, it’s nothing…”

Big Mac grinned, “you know, ah always had a crush on you. Ever since AJ brought you over that one weekend over in Sweet Apple Acres.” He sighed as he felt his hand being intertwined with hers. “Ah always thought you were the cutest little thing Ah had ever laid eyes on. And every Friday night, ah would always go over what ah would say to you when ya got there.” He chuckled as the words left his mouth. He had always wanted to tell Rarity these things. And since he was almost positive this was another of his dreams, he just let the words flow out. “Ah would always make up some excuse, just to get a glimpse of you, or chat with you. Every little smile or word was precious to me.”

The words didn’t stop, “when ma and pa died, and you lost your pa, you still didn’t stop coming over. You always came every weekend, like promised, and spent time with us. You showed the side of you that not many ever see.” He brought their intertwined hands to his face and kissed her hand, “Ah’m glad ah was one of the few to see you for who you really are. Not just some prissy, over dressed, make-up loving mare, but as the sweet and kind mare ah know today.” His eyes watered as he smiled widely, “it’s what made me start to love you.”

Rarity stopped when she heard him, “love?”

Big Mac snored softly, his voice slowing, “I love you so much Rarity…” His snores started up as Rarity took in the information that she was given.

“You… You love me…?” She blushed deeply and bent down, pressing a kiss onto his chin, “I don’t know if I do or not… But I can say I care for you.”

She straightened and ran her fingers through his hair, a dazzling smile on her face.
DONE!
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