After many more minutes of constant sexual gymnastics, Big Mac's sperm cells entered Applejack's uterus, good thing she was on birth control.

"That was the best one yet, sis..." Big Mac exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

"Glad ta be of service ta ya, Big Mac." Apple Jack said, making out with her brother once again. "We'd better go back and help those two."

"Eeeyup." Big Mac said, nodding. "They probably half way done bah now."

Big Mac and Apple Jack stepped out of their room, but they were greeted by some home intruder of some kind.

"Nice to see you." The random guy said, eyeing the two lovers all around.

"WHAT IN THE HAY?!" Apple Jack screamed. "GIT OUTTA OUR HOUSE!"

"I'm Chris Hansen...." The man in the suit said. "I'm here to arrest your brother."

"Eeee...WHAT?!" Big Mac yelled, a shocked look on his face.

"What's your name, sir?" Hansen asked.

"...Big Mac...." Big Mac stuttered to say.

"Well, Big Mac...." Hansen started. "....What are you doing here?"

"Havin' sex with mah sister." Big Mac said proudly, his chin up in the air. Apple Jack facehoofed.

"No you're not...." Hansen said, shaking his head. "You were molesting your sister....."

"Ah was WHAT?!" Big Mac said, still shocked.

"MOLESTING." Hansen answered. "One word, nine letters. The definition is-"

"I know what Molestin' means!" Big Mac yelled. Did this guy think he was STUPID?

"Why don't you have a seat?" Hansen gestured to the floor, since there were no chairs around.

"Wah?" Big Mac asked, perplexed.

"So we can talk about what you've done here today." Hansen said.

"I was havin' sex with mah sister!" Big Mac said, once again. "You got hearin' problems?"

"No," Hansen said. "But you seem to have mental problems...."

"Ah WHAT?!"

"You're not supposed to molest your sister, Mr. Mac." Hansen answered.

"It's.....It's a family tradition." Big Mac retorted, getting sick of these mind games.

"I'm....I'm stunned..." Was all Big Mac could say.

"Because you got caught," Hansen stated. "That's why you're stunned!"

"Sir," Apple started. "Mah brother didn't molest me. We were...Having sex, that's all....."

".....That doesn't make it any less weirder." Hansen said. "Did you use a condom, Mr. Mac?"

Big Mac stared at the ground, a bit sad. "....No."

Suddenly, Hansen smiled. "Atta boy! That'll teach you two hicks to have sex again. Now you have a child. Well, I better get going, need to find more freaks like you two." With that, Hansen walked out of the Apple Family house, leaving the siblings stunned.

"Big Mac," Apple Jack said. "You got any idea what in tarnation just happened?"

"Eeenope." Big Mac simply said.

"Am I.....PREGNANT?" Apple Jack asked, her eyes bugging out.

"Eeeeprobably." Big Mac said, nodded. Applejack groaned in disgust.

Meanwhile.....

Apple Bloom and Damian, Kit and Tate were now in the middle of town. Talking, well, mostly Apple Bloom and Kit were talking while Tate and Damian gagged.

"So," Apple Bloom said. "Ya'll goin' to Ponyville Elementary tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Damian replied. "It STINKS!" He crossed his arms.

"Maybe school here isn't so bad!" Kit said, trying to look on the bright side. "Umm....Right, Apple Bloom?" He hoped she'd give him the answer he hoped for.

"Oh it's AWESOME!" Apple Bloom replied, making the boys smile with glee. "Ms. Cheerilee is the bestest teacher in the history of bestest teachers. One day, she even let us hoola hoop all until class was over!" The boys jaws dropped. On earth, the funnest thing their Teacher let them do was.....Sit down and shut up.

"Sounds too good to be true..." Damian said, looking at Apple Bloom like she was lying.

"Oh no! It's the best!" Apple Bloom said honestly. Damian and Tate shared looks, and just shrugged.

"I'll guess we can take your word for it." Damian said, Apple Bloom smiled.

"Just one warning, though..." Apple Bloom said, finally getting Tate's attention.

"Uh huh?" Tate said, curious.

"Watch out for a girl named Diamon' Tiara..." The boys quirked their eyebrows.

"Diamond Tiara?" Kit said. "Sounds.....spoiled...."

"That's EXACTLY what she is!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, causing the boys to worry. "Her daddeh is the guy that gave your daddeh the 10,000 bits at the town Meetin'."

"Ooooohhhh!" The boys all said simultaneously.

"We'll have to thank her for that!" Tate said, grinning. Damian and Kit looked at him stupidly. "What? Our dad EARNED that money!" Damian and Kit nodded.

"What does her dad do, anyway?" Kit asked.

"Hay if I know...." Apple Bloom said, giggling. "During family Appreciation day....We all fell asleep while he was talking!" This made the boys laugh.

"Hey Apple Bloom!" The four heard voices from behind them. When they turned around, they saw a Scooter wielded Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle approaching them.

"Hey gals!" Apple Bloom said, smiling, happy to see her fellow Crusaders.

"Oh no..." Tate whispered to Damian. "MORE girls....." Damian chuckled.

"Sweeteh Belle, Scootaloo," Apple Bloom said, gesturing towards the boys. "This is Damian, Kit, and Tate. They're new in town." The boys waved, even though two of them didn't want to. I'm sure you can figure out which two that would be.

Sweetie Belle stared at Damian, perplexed at how cute the little colt was. And Scootaloo, was staring at Tate, also thinking about how cute he was, and also mentally hitting herself for thinking about BOYS!

"Ummm....I think they're robots...." Tate said, referring to the two fillies not saying or doing anything but thinking about them.

Apple Bloom put one of her hooves in front of their faces, and waving it. "Earth to Scootaloo and Sweeteh Belle......WAKE UP!" Finally, the two Fillies shook their heads.

"....What?" Scootaloo said, dazed. "Oh. Nice to meet you, dudes." She said, trying to keep her usually cool composure.

"HiiiiiIIIIIIIII..." Was all Sweetie Belle could say. It was official, she and Scootaloo had the case of puppy love, although the boys were too young to figure it out.

"Hey!" Tate yelled at Scootaloo. "Are you a chicken?"

Scootaloo's face turned red. "Not this again...." She thought. "No, I am a pony. Are YOU a chicken?" She retorted.

"Yup." Tate said. "Wanna be chicken buddies?" He smiled.

Scootaloo's heart skipped a beat. Was this cute, young colt, actually asking her to be FRIENDS with him. Actually, his real words were "Chicken Buddies", whatever that means, she would accept the offer.

"S-S-Sure..." She stuttered, smiling.

"Coolio!" Tate said. "Nice scooter, chicken."

"Thanks." Scootaloo replied. "Wanna ride it.....CHICKEN?"

Tate smirked. He wish he had his Scooter with him, he could beat this girl in a race. "No way. Too girly."

Scootaloo gasped. She was NOT, in any way, shape or form.....GIRLY. "You take that back...." She said.

"Okay, I will...." Tate replied. Scootaloo smirked. She may like him, but she will kick his ass if he continues to make fun of her. "On one condition...." He said.

"Name it." Scootaloo replied.

"You beat me in a Scooter race....." Tate said, causing his brothers to gasp.

"DEAL!" Scootaloo said. There was NO WAY she'd lose to this little.....CHICKEN. "But, hey, where's YOUR scooter?"

"I had one." Tate answered. "But not when we were.....What's the word I'm looking for, bro?" He asked Kit.

"Transferred." Kit said.

"What are you, are dictionary?" Scootaloo and Tate asked the same time, causing both of them to smile.

"Whoa....Nice!" Tate said, causing Scootaloo to smile and blush. She KNEW she would like Tate. "I didn't have a scooter when we were.....Transferred here. So, I'll just have to find another one."

"If doesn't matter what kind of Scooter you find, man...I'm STILL gonna beat ya!" Scootaloo boasted, causing Tate to chuckle.

"We'll see. I'm gonna ruffle up your feathers, you CHICKEN!" Tate highhoofed his brothers. Scootaloo smirked. She LOVED a challenge, with this boy's confidence, it seemed like he would give her a pretty though challenge to handle.

A few seconds later, Freddie and CM Punk had found the boys and girls. "Hey there, squirts!" Freddie said.

"You're already done with work, dad?" Damian asked.

"Awww yeah!" Punk said. "Me and your old man didn't even need the Apples' help." Punk and Freddie highhoofed.

"Where were mah sister and brother?" Apple Bloom asked.

"They went inside the house to....." Freddie snickered. ""Calculate" the Apple sales for this season. We got done while they were all in there."

"What are you doing, now?" Tate asked, hoping it wasn't what he thought.

"I'm taking you guys to get signed up for School." The boys groaned.

"Don't worry, guys." Sweetie Belle said. "School is AWESOME!"

"Yeah," Scootaloo nodded. "Ms. Cheerilee is the best teacher in Equestria." This made the boys feel loads better now that THREE ponies had told them this.

"Dad." Tate said. "Once we get signed up, you need to buy me a Scooter."

"Why?" Freddie asked.

"I'm gonna beat Scoots' here in a Scooter race!" Tate said with glee.

"Sure." Freddie agreed. "I've got enough bits to buy you FIFTY Scooters!" Tate's eyes bugged out. "I didn't say I would be doing that, though..." Tate frowned, Punk chuckled.

"So, I guess you guys made some friends?" Punk said, gesturing to The Cutie Mark Crusaders.

"I guess." Damian said, shrugging. "I mean, they're girls and all....But they seem cool." The CMC's smiled at the THOUGHT of the boys thinking they were COOL!

"Well, good." Freddie said smiling at his son's early success in this town. "What are you gonna be doing, Phil? Ya know, while I take these guys to get signed up."

"I think I may take these little fillies to Sugarcube Corner." Punk said, smiling. "Maybe they can get their Cutie Mark in getting fat on Sweets." The CMC's thought that would be a pretty killer talent. Not very on the healthy side, though.

"All right." Freddie said. "See you all later."

"BYE, BOYS!" Sweetie Belle screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Bye, um, Sweaty Balls." Damian said, forgetting the girl's name. Punk laughed at loud.

"Sweaty Balls?" Sweetie Belle frowned.

"That's just too RICH..." Punk said, still laughing. "You girls ready to go PIG OUT?"

"Mr. Brooks," Sweetie Belle said. "My sister says I shouldn't talk to strangers..." Scootaloo nodded.

"Don't worry, girls." Apple Bloom stated. "Phil's a RASSLER, he'll protect us. Won't ya, Phil?"

"If anything happens to one of you, Sweetie Belle, tell your sister to make me a frilly dress. Because I'll wear it." Punk said, causing the CMC's to giggle.

"I hope some stupid fuck doesn't try anything..." Punk thought. "I am NOT wearing that damn dress!"

-----TO BE CONTINUED-----

P.S: Punk's a pedo.