Needless to say, the trip back to Ponyville was rather somber for Coral Leaf and Applejack. Wherein they had hoped to convince his Aunt Demure to come to the wedding, they had to face the facts that she was not only unsure, but also seemed to have an aversion to "ponies of unusual size."

"I can't believe she thinks that way," said Coral, his eyes drifting down to his swollen crotch.

"Maybe she'll change her mind," said AJ, reassuringly. "After all, if I can, maybe she can."

"I hope so," he sighed. "Say, do you mind keeping Aunt Demure's feelings a secret between us?"

"If you want me to, I will," replied AJ, as Manehattan disappeared from view out the nearby window.

"Thanks, Applejack. I know you're known for being 'honest' and all, but, given we're so close to the wedding, I just don't want to bring anypony down with what we found out."

"I understand," nodded AJ, as the train chugged along.

Upon returning to Sweet Apple Acres, Coral and AJ kept word of their meeting with Demure Prudence very simple. Coral claimed that his aunt was 'busy at the moment,' and that she was seeing if her schedule would allow her to attend. Luckily, everypony in the Apple family accepted the explanation.

With the big city trip now behind him, Coral tried his best to push his worried thoughts aside, as preparations for the wedding really began to ramp up.

The next day, after discussing a few details with Applebloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo accompanied him to the jeweler's in town, to pick out the rings for the ceremony. Coral was pretty confident in the ring for himself, but when it came to choosing Applebloom's, Sweetie and Scootaloo took their time. Coral wasn't sure if they were doing this on purpose, but 3 hours later, the trio left the jeweler's with their purchases.

Fortunately, when Applebloom saw the ring that her friends had chosen for their friend, she claimed it was perfect, and Coral breathed a sigh of relief, lest he spend another 3 hours waiting for another ring design to be chosen.

A few days later, Rarity told Coral that she had finished Gentle Bounty and Chestnut Solace's wedding attire, and wanted him to accompany her and Twilight to the fitting.

Coral happily agreed, and with a large wooden crate in tow, Twilight transported them back to his childhood home.

Like last time, Twilight assisted Rarity in clothing the enormous yellow milkmare. Coral meanwhile, accompanied his father into the family's farmhouse, to try on his suit.

As they discussed how things were going for wedding preparations, Coral let slip about the trip to Manehattan. Maybe it was because he needed somepony to confide in, but Coral found himself telling his Dad, what he and Applejack had found out.

"I see," said Chestnut, pausing from his attempts to secure his cufflinks. "I guess that would explain some of her actions over the years."

"I feel upset that she feels this way," admitted Coral, "but, at the same time...she's my Aunt, and Mom's Sister."

"That's what it feels like to be 'family,' Son," said Chestnut, putting a firm hand on Coral's shoulder. "Nopony's perfect."

"I hope Mom understands-"

"You know what? I think it's best, that you don't tell her," cautioned Chestnut. "I know we raised you to be truthful and all, but, I think it would hurt your Mother more than help her if she knew."

"Okay," nodded Coral, and with that, the two stallions finished suiting up Chestnut, and headed out to the barn, where they gave a few raps on the closed doors.

"Who is it?" sang out Rarity.

"Just two stallions, come to call on Mrs Gentle," smiled Chestnut. "Is she able to accept gentlecolt callers?"

"I certain am," came Gentle's voice through the door. "All handsome stallions are welcome to enter."

Heaving open the doors, father and son were met with the fruits of Rarity's labor.

Wrapped around Gentle's immense bosom, was a shimmering green expanse of material, that sparkled in the overhead lights. As Coral and his Father walked around the enormous expanse, they noted how certain portions seemed to shimmer in a rainbow of colors, as the overhead lights caught certain areas of the material.

As Coral and his Father ascended to the top of the platform, they encountered Twilight and Rarity standing next to Gentle...who upon seeing Chestnut in his suit, gave a big smile.

"Is that my Chesney?" she asked.

"As sure as yer my Genny," he replied, walking up to her.

Nearby, Rarity was trying to contain herself from squealing out loud, the mood seeming to satisfy her that her efforts had paid off.

However, after a few moments, she was questioning both of Coral's parents, asking how they were feeling, and if any additional changes would need to be made.

"Please bear in mind that I also have to finish up work on the wardrobe for the rest of the wedding party," she cautioned. "I have only a very small window to make any changes to what you are wearing, so, speak now, or forever hold your peace."

"Seems fine to me," said Chestnut, flexing his arms a little, and shaking out his pant-legs. "I think this will do nicely."

"And how about you, Gentle?" asked Rarity. "Everything feel comfortable?"

"Very much so, Rarity," she smiled, her hands running down the sides of her shimmering formal wear.

"Phew, I am so glad to hear it!"

"Say Rarity," interjected Coral, "what about my suit for the ceremony?"

"Oh, well I'm still in the final stages of finishing your pants. I consider your wardrobe part of the second phase of my work. I'll be checking up on you in a few days, once we get back to Ponyville."

"I'm sure he'll look very handsome," remarked Gentle. "You know, I've never seen my Coral in a suit."

"Well, there's always a first time for everything," smiled Twilight, making Coral blush a little.

After Chestnut and Gentle had changed out of their wedding attire, Twilight and Rarity made plans to return in a few weeks, to prepare and transport them to the pre-wedding get-together for both of the family's relations.

Once the trio was back in Ponyville, it was back to the grindstone.

Rarity returned to her boutique to work on the rest of the wedding attire, and Coral continued to help out around Sweet Apple Acres.

A number of places near the farm house had been roped off, designating where a large number of tents were being set up for visiting family members.

Also per Twilight's request, they were figuring out a question that seemed to be the biggest of all: where was Gentle Bounty going to be during the wedding?

After much deliberation, it was decided that an area between the farm house and the barn, would be most appropriate. Gentle of course, was too big to sit in the front row for the wedding (she could very well take up 2 dozen rows with her bosom alone, AND block the view for many who would have been sitting behind her!), and it was decided that she and Chestnut would sit off to the side, but still be able to have a good view of the nuptials, and the reception afterwards.

Twilight was also prepping a spell to create a sturdy, enlarged tent to house Coral's parents. On a visit to the farm to meet with Coral, she projected an example of what it would look like: a structure that could have contained the Apple family's barn!

"Think they'll like it?" she asked him.

"Sure do," he replied. "Thanks again for all your help, Twilight."

"Don't mention it," she replied. "Oh, speaking of mentioning, Rarity wanted me to tell you, she's ready to give you your fitting!"

And so, that afternoon, Coral found himself at Canterlot Boutique trying on his new suit.

Rarity wasn't alone of course, as Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were also hanging around, since Rarity had just finished up some last-minute alterations for their bridesmaids dresses.

Naturally, the two fillies were using their free-time to pester the groom-to-be.

"Everything fitting okay in there, Coral?" called Scootaloo through the door.

"Yeah, so far," he replied.

You got your friend under control?" chimed in Sweetie, giggling under her breath.

"Pretty much."

"Say, I bet's he's real excited about the wedding night," teased Scootaloo. "After being all cooped up, he's finally gonna have some real fun!"

"Scootaloo, can you-"

"And don't forget about Applebloom," said Sweetie. "She was just telling us the other day, how that big golden bosom of hers, was aching for a visit from a certain somepony's huge, firm, and massive-"

"RARITY!!!"

Needless to say, the fashionista quickly shuffled the girls downstairs, as Coral (now having a bit more trouble than before), struggled to get into his clothes.

After 20 minutes, He had gotten calmed down enough to fit into his pants, and descended the stairs, as the two fillies playfully cheered and whooped it up down below.

For Coral's wedding attire, Rarity had gone a step beyond the suit he had worn for the barn dance.

The suit was a mixture of dark grey and black materials, with the lapels of his jacket, giving off a slight green sheen when the light caught it ("It'll help accentuate your hair," she told him). His white shirt was completed by a formal black tie, along with monogrammed buttons, and cufflinks!

Of course, the eyes of the girls and Rarity, were focused moreso on Coral's prominent pouch.

"How does it feel down there?" asked Rarity, watching the bulging outline shift slightly.

"A little loose at the moment," said Coral. "I managed to calm myself down enough to make it fit."

"Well, that simply won't do," said Scootaloo, taking Sweetie's hand. "Sounds like you need a little help from the Cutie Mark Crusaders!"

Rarity was a little perplexed, as the girls each leaned in towards one of Coral's ears, whispering quietly into them. She watched as Coral's eyes closed, and a few moments later, the pouch began to fill with more of his stallionhood!

Before long, Coral gave a strained grunt, before declaring he was close to cumming.

"Ok girls that'll do," said Rarity. "Last thing we need is our big beau here, ruining his pants!"

After the girls complied, Rarity came over and knelt down in front of him.

"May I?" she asked innocently.

"Sure," he replied, "you are the designer."

And that was how Rarity found her hands rubbing and feeling the massive cock and balls, tightly-pressed against the special pouch she had constructed.

Surprisingly, Coral admitted that he felt fine, leading to Rarity firmly pressing and testing the area around his legs.

Next, it was time to test the special pants in a few more situations.

Coral completed a few laps around the boutique, and also walked up and down the staircase a few times.

Next, he submitted himself to some squats. Everyone kept expecting to hear the sounds of rending material, but the pants stayed intact (with not a thread coming undone!).

Finally, Coral was subjected to the last task: sitting down. Fortunately, as his equipment settled in the space between his legs, the material and stitching held up, and Rarity breathed a sigh of relief!

"Well, looks like you're all set, Coral," she declared. "Now, I just need to finalize Applebloom's wedding dress."

"Oh?" he asked, mischievously. "Can I get a little peek-"

"Ohnonononono! NO!!" she said, staring directly into his face. "Per the rules of this wedding, you are not to see my creation until your Applebloom comes walking down that aisle! Okay?"

"Okay," he gulped, watching her face go from serious-to-smiling, in less than a second.

"Excellent! Now, you are free to take your suit back to the farm. Oh, and can you tell Applejack, Big Mac, and Granny Smith to come by when they get a moment?"

After bringing his suit back to Sweet Apple Acres, and relaying Rarity's message, Coral took some time to visit Applebloom in the barn.

"Did yer fitting go well?" she asked.

"Sure did," replied Coral, nuzzling her cheek. "Rarity had me do all sorts of stuff trying to make sure those pants fit. They held up against a lot."

"Ah bet they did," she smiled, her right hand trailing down his shirt, to the upper bulge in his blue jeans. "Course, yer gonna have to behave yerself in front of our relations."

"Yes, Ms Applebloom," he said, trying to sound like a little kid.

"Ah mean it, y'know," she said, her smile deepening as her hand began to playfully rub against his jeans. "You be on yer best behavior, y'hear? Once we're wed, we're gonna have plenty of time to ourselves."

"Promise?"

"Cross mah heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye," she giggled, miming the Pinkie Promise, before Coral kissed her eye playfully.

"Needs more frosting," he said, as he pulled back, and his lips moved down a ways, making contact with hers.

Before everypony knew it, there were just a few days left before the big day.

Two days before the start of the wedding, Ponyville found itself overrun by a massive amount of Apples!

Each train that pulled into the Ponyville Station, brought a load of family members from all over, who then started making their way up to Sweet Apple Acres.

Of course, Coral, Applebloom, and her family were there at the entrance of the farm to greet all the Apple relations as they came through. Along with the family, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo were right by their best friend's side. Sweetie especially, as weeks of magic training had paid off, and she had been able to give Applebloom's immense breasts enough support, so she could walk out of the barn, and down to the entrance!

Naturally, almost everypony was surprised to see just how big Applebloom had grown since their last family reunion some time ago. Coral could even see some of the Apple relations eyeing his swollen jeans, before their eyes darted back up to look him in the eye.

In the main farm area, dozens of tables and chairs had been set up, and stretching off into the nearby western orchard, the tops of dozens of tents could be seen: sleeping quarters for the many relations who would be spending the next few days on the farm.

After a few hours, many of the guests were surprised when Twilight Sparkle and Rarity appeared. Twilight greeted many of the Apple relations, as she and Rarity made their way into the main farm yard.

"Okay everypony," she soon declared, "Please back up, and give me some room."

Using her magic and some sticks for marking points, she soon had a large area cordoned off.

"Alright, that should do the trick," she said to herself, before turning to the other Apples. "Attention, everypony. Please do not go within the area I have marked off. In the next 20 minutes, a few more guests will be arriving inside the circle."

"A few?" asked one Apple relation. "Looks like there's enough room for a few dozen."

Rarity soon joined Twilight in the center of the circle, and as the others watched, a pink orb enveloped them, and they disappeared.

Naturally, Coral and Applebloom knew what was going on, but decided to stay mum until "the big reveal." When a relation or three asked if they knew who was arriving, they feigned ignorance.

"Guess we'll just have to see what Twilight has in store fer us," smiled Applebloom.

"Well, whatever it is, it can't be any bigger than you," smirked Coral to her.

As promised, twenty minutes later, activity began to happen within the circular area. As everypony watched, a sparking pink dot seemed to hover in the air. Before long, it pulsed outward, growing bigger, and bigger, and bigger, until it became a half-circular dome of pink, reaching the edges of the area. Then with a bright flash of white, the dome disappeared.

In it's place, was a sight that made almost every Apple relation gasp!

Gentle Bounty's enormous bosom (clothed in Rarity's green dress!) towered over the yellow pony's regular-sized body, as Chestnut Solace, Twilight, and Rarity stood nearby.

Applejack then stepped forward, and took the time to introduce Coral's parents to the family. Gentle and Chestnut both looked a little unsure of being accepted, but in a few minutes, several dozen Apples came forward, and greeted the two.

Naturally, Gentle was quickly inundated with questions about her enormous chest, and she was more-than-willing to answer all of them!

Chestnut meanwhile, was soon caught up in a conversation about not only his wife, but his home life too. He tried to steer the conversation in a positive direction, but soon admitted to the financial troubles he and Gentle had been experiencing.

Surprisingly, he soon had a number of Apple family relations claiming they wanted to help him out! Some even recommended visiting the farm, and planting apple trees that Chestnut could farm, and use for a new source of income come harvest time.

Eventually, Coral and Applebloom (with an assist from Sweetie Belle), made their way over the new arrivals.

Applebloom was eager to give her future mother-in-law a hug, and almost bowled over an aunt or three. Luckily, there were no injuries, and the two big ponies shared a 'side-hug.'

"Applebloom, are you gonna be as big as her?" asked one of her little cousins, causing both of the enormous fillies to laugh (and jiggle) at the same time.

"I don't know, honey," replied Applebloom. "Guess we'll just have to wait and see."

Coral joined his Dad in conversation, and pretty soon, the group of stallions around them, were also inquiring about his sizable bulge. A few were unsure if what Coral was packing was even real, and wanted to see 'it' for themselves. Of course, Coral did remind them that they were out in the open with other family present.

"Maybe a little later, in private," he suggested, somewhat relishing the attention he was getting.

Of course, even The Princess of Friendship and Rarity were entertaining family members as well.

Many of the Apples hadn't realized the damage Tirek had done when he had come to Ponyville, and Twilight soon found herself telling some of them about what had happened in town. Plus, she threw in a few words about Coral's attempts to help Ponyville build a new library, earning some approved remarks from the relations she was talking to.

"How thoughtful of that young fella," said an elderly Apple relation.

Rarity meanwhile, was standing proudly next to Gentle Bounty, and drawing attention to the enormous-yet-beautiful dress she had made for Coral's mother.

It seemed that Applejack's plan to bring the two family's together was working out well. However, some of the Apples were wondering if Coral had any other relations coming.

"Oh yeah," he replied to a few of his new in-laws. "It was Applejack's idea: the Apples come in today, and tomorrow, my relations will be coming in. Course, there aren't as many of my kin as you Apples, but I'm sure it'll all work out fine."

The afternoon soon stretched on into evening, with Gentle's enormous 'bounty' casting a long shadow as the sun set over the hills.

Pretty soon, lanterns were lit all around the area between the barn and the farmhouse, and several dozen of the Apple family helped AJ and Big Mac, bring forth dinner for everypony.

Once the family had eaten their fill, a few of the Apples pulled out some musical instruments they had brought along, and started playing a few tunes.

Pretty soon, the air was filled with the sounds of joyful music, as a number of Apple family members danced and skipped to the rhythms.

After some time however, the events of the day soon began to wear down the many family members that were present, and they began to head off to their tents.

Seeing this, Twilight decided to use her magic to get Gentle and Chestnut's dwelling ready.

Many eyes were once again drawn to Gentle Bounty, as the giant tent enfolded over her and Chestnut like a magic trick. Once it was completed, there was some applause from a few family members.

"Oh there's no need for that," smiled Twilight, humbly, "it's just a place for Gentle and Chestnut to rest."

After this, Twilight, Coral, and Applebloom (along with Sweetie Belle) entered inside.

"So, do you like it?" asked Twilight.

"It's perfect, dear," said Gentle. "And talk about good timing. I never thought meeting so many ponies would tire me out so."

"Me neither," yawned Chestnut, who sat down on a bed nearby, that had been conjured up as part of the spell.

"Well, I hope you two get a good night's rest," replied Twilight. "I'll be back in the morning to take the tent down, and I'm sure you'll have plenty of relations of your own to greet tomorrow."

As she left, Gentle gestured for the others to come over, and one-by-one, she gave each of them a hug, and wished them good night.

Once his parents were settled in, Coral accompanied Applebloom back to the barn, where her breasts settled gently to the ground, thanks to Sweetie's magic.

"Guess maybe we oughta turn in too," she said. "More relations to meet tomorrow, y'know."

"Okay," said Coral, giving her a deep kiss. "You, know, I'm getting a little anxious for the big day."

"Me too," admitted AB. "And later on that evening-"

"Buuuuut," interrupted Sweetie Belle, "until then, you're going to have to sleep in your own room, Coral Leaf."

"Yeah," he replied, feeling the wind go out of his sails. "Thanks for the slap from reality, Sweetie."

"Always glad to help," she smiled mischievously, watching Coral head up up to the farmhouse.

As he walked away, the two best friends giggled to each other, and shared a few words.

"He's just gonna be ready to burst when the wedding night comes," said Sweetie.

"Oh, don't ah know it," winked Applebloom.

The next day, Coral's relations began arriving at the Ponyville train station. Fortunately, a number of the Apples were there to welcome them, and lead them up to the farm.

Just like the day before, the happy couple was waiting at the farm gates to welcome their guests, and also like the day before, there was plenty of gawking and questioning about what they were seeing.

Fortunately, Twilight and Applejack were on hand, helping guide the newly-arrived family members into the farm yard, and helping them mingle with the others. Of course, Twilight soon found herself among a group of Coral's relations, who realized they were meeting The Princess of Friendship for the first time!

Coral and Applebloom soon joined his relations, and Applebloom politely fielded plenty of their questions. Naturally, some having known about Gentle's breast growth, were surprised to see that it wasn't isolated just to her. Applebloom answered as best as she could, but even she had to admit that she didn't know everything about becoming a milkmare.

"However, Gentle's been very nice about explainin' what she knows," she told one pony, who happened to be one of Gentle's cousins.

"That's Gentle alright," replied the cousin. "She always had a good heart, and looks like Coral found somepony just as special as her."

"Awww," blushed Applebloom.

Gentle and Chestnut also found themselves catching up with some relations they hadn't seen in years. Of course, as Coral came over to his mother, he saw her glancing around at the numerous ponies around her.

"I don't see her," she said to her son.

"You mean Aunt Demure?" he asked.

"I was, really hoping she could make it."

Coral almost found himself admitting what he and Applejack had found out in Manehattan, but instead, gave his Mom a little smile.

"I guess she was just, busy," he replied.

"Yeah, I guess so," she said, mustering up a grin.

That evening, both of the families whooped it up as the sun set, and Coral and Applebloom were entertained as some of Coral's relatives, tried to join in during a hoe-down after dinner.

Even Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo joined in, leaving their best friend's side, and dancing with a few of the young stallions in each family.

Before long, Applejack decided that the families should turn in early.

"It's been so great seein' both of these families gettin' along so well," she called out, "but tomorrow, we'll have the whole day to celebrate! Alrighty?"

Her proclamation was met with cheering from the numerous relations, as many said their good nights to each other, and adjourned to their respective tents in the west orchard.

As Twilight's magic brought forth Gentle and Chestnut's massive tent again, Coral hugged his parents 'good night,' and with Sweetie's help, Applebloom did the same (though almost knocking her future father-in-law over with her bosom!).

"Oops, sorry Mr Solace," she said, like a little filly.

"Perfectly alright, Applebloom," he replied, straightening up. "Though from now on, I think you can just call me 'Dad.' Work alright for you?"

"Only if she can call me 'Mom,'" chimed in Gentle, smiling as the young Apple blushed in the moonlight.

"Of course ah can do that," she said to Gentle. "Y'know, ah can't believe it's...well, that it's all gonna happen tomorrow! I-I'm feelin' a little nervous right now."

"Oh Applebloom, you'll be fine," said Gentle, taking her hand. "I will admit, I was nervous too when I married Chesney over there."

"Wait, nervous?" asked Chestnut. "You never told me that."

"Well, you never asked," said Gentle, matter-of-factly, before turning her eyes back to Applebloom. "Now, I want you to put all that nervousness outta yer head, and get plenty of rest. Will ya do that fer me, honey?"

"Yes Ge-ah mean, Mom," said AB.

"That's mah girl," said Gentle, leaning in, and giving AB a kiss on her forehead. "Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, will you see she's tucked in nice and warm?"

"Sure thing," they replied, as Sweetie's magic lifted Applebloom's bosom off the ground, and the three ponies headed for the barn.

"Everything alright over here?" asked AJ, as Coral hugged his parents good night.

"Just gave Applebloom a few words to set her at ease," said Gentle. "She's a little nervous bout tomorrow."

"Well, she's not the only one," admitted Applejack. "Y'know, if you had told me a year ago that I'd be the Best Mare at mah lil' sister's wedding, I'd have told you you were crazy."

Chestnut chuckled at the words, as Gentle placed her hand on Applejack's shoulder.

"Like I told Applebloom," she said. "it'll all be fine. You really are a wonderful sister, Applejack. You helped put all this together, and it really shows how much you care for your sister, and her happiness."

"Thanks, Gentle," said AJ, doing her best to hug the enormous pony. "Well now, ah better get on to bed. And you too, Coral."

"Yes, ma'am," replied Coral, pretending to salute, before giving his parents a good night hug and kiss.

"Ah can't wait to see you in the morning," Gentle whispered to him. "My little Coral, gettin' married."

As Applejack and Coral exited the tent, Coral headed over to the barn, where Applebloom had been warmly covered with a number of blankets.

"Say girls, could I get a few moments alone with my fiance?" he asked.

"Well, alright," said Scootaloo, "but remember: no fun until tomorrow night."

"O-kay," he smirked, as the girls bounced out of the barn, but just out-of-sight.

"All tucked in?" asked Coral, walking over to Applebloom's shoulder, his hand rubbing along the curve of her bosom.

"Eeyup," she said.

"Butterflies in the stomach?"

"A few...how bout yerself?"

"Oh yeah, I'm feeling em."

"It almost seems...like a dream," she said, looking out of the barn. Across the way, a few lights were on in the farm house she had once slept in, and a ways on back, she could make out several dozen tents that housed their relations. "All these ponies, here just for us."

"At least both sides of our family seem to be getting along well," said Coral. "No fights or nothing. That I'm really glad of."

"Course, we got some of our family friends comin' tomorrow as well," said Applebloom. "I know there's a few ponies that you haven't met yet, but hopefully you'll get the chance to meet them after the ceremony."

"Well, if they're friends of a sweet lil' filly like you, I'm sure they can't be all bad," he replied, nuzzling against her neck.

Suddenly, Coral felt Applebloom's hands reach up and take hold of the sides of his face, a look of lustful longing in her eyes.

"Y'know, this is the last night I'll be able to kiss you, as just yer fiance," she said.

Before Coral could react properly, she lunged at his lips, and began to give him a number of sloppy-yet-loving kisses!

Coral found himself unable to resist, and started squeezing as close to her body as he could, returning her gifts of affection. Neither could tell how long they had been squeezing and kissing, when a familiar, 'sisterly' voice came from the doorway.

"A-HEM!"

Coral suddenly found himself having flashbacks to a few months ago, as he saw Applejack, staring intently at the couple, her arms again crossed under her bosom.

"Tomorrow's a big day," she said, matter-of-factly, "and I see a certain somepony, that should be on his way to bed."

"Right away," said Coral, kissing Applebloom one last time, as he quickly headed towards the farm house (his pants straining a bit from the excitement).

After she watched him enter the farm house, Applejack turned back to her sister.

"All comfy?" she asked.

Mm-hmm," replied Applebloom. "Y'know, you didn't need to make him jump like that."

"Well after tomorrow, I won't be able to scare him away from you anymore," chuckled AJ. "Wanted to get in one last little jump to his system."

The two sisters chuckled at the little moment, before Applejack spoke next: "You doin' alright, sugarcube?"

"I'll be fine," said Applebloom. "How's my big sister?"

"Just...thinking."

"Oh? About what?"

"About how things're gonna be different tomorrow, and yet, not. You'll still be my sister, but you'll also be Coral's wife. Guess it's, just starting to sink in, is all."

"Ah think we're all realizing how tomorrow is going to change things," replied Applebloom, "but I'm sure it'll be fine. You've seen what a great stallion Coral is, and that he doesn't just care about me, but he cares about everypony on this farm."

"Yeah," said Applejack. "Wish I could have realized that before I made a buncha stupid decisions-"

"Sis," interrupted Applebloom, "let's not get into that right now. We gotta get some sleep for tomorrow, remember?"

"If you insist," smiled Applejack, giving her sister a hug and a kiss. "Goodnight, Applebloom."

"Night, Applejack."

Applejack then made sure the blankets were nice and firm over her sister, before heading outside, and closing the barn door behind her. As she did so, she saw Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo standing nearby.

"You two best get back to Ponyville," she said. "You're gonna need yer beauty sleep, y'hear?"

The girls nodded, and headed off down the path, back to town.

Applejack couldn't help but stand there, taking in the quiet of the farm yard. Her eyes alighted on the lit windows in the main farm house, and off in the western orchard, she could hear a few ponies still up, doing whomever-knew-what.

And between the farmhouse and the barn, was Gentle Bounty and Chestnut Solace's tent.

Finally, Applejack headed for the main house, and closed the door behind her.

Gonna be a big day fer sure, she thought, as she turned off the kitchen light, and headed up the stairs.

Author's Notes:

Well, didn't really expect to do what I did with this chapter.

Originally, I figured I could combine the pre-wedding preparations with the wedding day stuff, but as my typing hit over 9,000 words, I decided to split the the difference.

With this chapter, I tried to keep the pre-wedding momentum going, while trying not to get too deep into preparations and planning (just little tastes here and there).

I know this feels like more boring 'ground-work,' but I will admit to having a lot of fun typing Chapter 19 right now (with some ideas I've had in mind for awhile that can finally see the light of day!), that you hopefully can forgive me for taking the journey this far.

I did run into a snafu when typing this chapter out, being that while I had all sorts of relations descending on Sweet Apple Acres, I kept any names off, and leave it to the reader to guess about the relations (I don't think we want to be keeping track of dozens of relatives in a story situation like this, do we?).

I did relent a bit at the end. I was going to have Applejack get a bit emotional, 'wishing Mom and Dad' could be there for the big day, but decided to not go down that path (I like to imagine that both sisters were both thinking it, but chose not to verbalize it).

Well, hope to see you back here soon. We're nearing the end, and the next chapter is definitely going to have a singular focus!