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Unforeseen Consequences

by Chocovich

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Chapter 1: Princess! Princess!

Chapter 1: Princess! Princess!

Twilight was waiting in the main room of her library when she heard a knock at the door. Glancing up at the clock confirmed what she had assumed, that it was Pinkie on the other side. Her friends had been feeling off side effects from the cutie mark switch that she accidentally caused almost three months ago. Rainbow had urges to help small animals, and could somewhat understand them as well for a time. Rarity was able to move the clouds away from her boutique without thinking, and even caused a small fire on Sweet Apple Acres with lightning. Fluttershy was the only one that was normal, to a degree, but throwing parties for her animal friends wasn't strange or dangerous to anypony. Applejack was caught stitching her hat up expertly after it got ripped during a work day, and she had also made Applebloom a collection of what she called bows, but they were anything but.

And then there was Pinkie. She seemed to be remembering things that happened in the alternate life she had been shown. Every now and then she would look at one of the girls with confused looks, and on one occasion asking why Rainbow had Rarity's cutie mark. They were worried for her, but it took an entire month to finally convince her to take a day off from work so she could go see Twilight and get this all figured out. The others were learning that through some strange memory spell, similar to the one that she had used when Discord attacked, Twilight was able to make them forget the alternate lives that they had "lived". After enough sessions the only thing they had to worry about were some short term memory loss issues, but even those were starting to go away.

"Twilight?" Pinkie asked quietly from outside, still waiting for the daydreaming Princess to open the door and let her in. Twilight blushed to herself before opening the door, giving Pinkie a large smile as she let her in.

"Sorry for the wait, I got... distracted," Twilight apologized with a small bow of her head, which Pinkie blew off. When Twilight looked up she saw that Pinkie's pink hair was straight, something that only happened on rare occasions. Her three balloon cutie mark seemed to be a darker shade as well, but Twilight passed it off as bad lighting.

"So, what's going on?" Twilight asked as she led Pinkie to the table, where the two of them sat down. Pinkie looked down at her hooves for a moment before she looked up at Twilight. Pinkie froze before saying something, as if she didn't know exactly what she was supposed to say, but when she went to talk all that came out was a quiet mutter, which was completely unlike her.

"Pinkie?" Twilight asked, putting her hoof out on the table as a way to reach out to Pinkie. Grabbing her hoof Pinkie seemed to perk up, her hair getting some of it's puffiness back. After another minute of thought she managed to say what she wanted.

"Twilight, I'm... remembering it," Pinkie said slowly, "Piece by piece, but it's all coming back to me..."

"Uh oh..." Twilight muttered slowly as she thought about what this could mean. Her other memories could be strong enough to overpower her, causing her to share a cutie mark with Applejack naturally. Something like that would cause humongous issues for the two Princesses back in Canterlot, as well as for Twilight herself. All she could do was wipe Pinkie's memory, and it might bring break apart everything. Twilight had been trying non-stop for the past few months, trying to come up with a form of medicine that would take her place in the healing process, but nothing ever seemed to work. One medicine gave Rainbow feather flu. Another gave Rarity magistipation. The most recent one caused Applejack to have wild muscle spasms, and ended up making Fluttershy work extra hard because she had accidentally bucked a tiny beaver halfway across the farm.

"What kind of things are you remembering?" Twilight asked, hoping that this was going to help her narrow down the hunt when she went to "delete" the memories inside Pinkie's head.

"Only bits and pieces, nothing too big, I think..." Pinkie replied in a troubling way, but Twilight passed it off as her being nervous about this. She didn't want to have to do this in the first place, so it would be understandable if she was uncomfortable right now. Twilight sighed before she began to work her magic, literally. Within a few seconds she was inside Pinkie's subconscious, memories of her entire life laying all around. There were some memories that Twilight saw herself in, and others that Twilight was happy she didn't see herself in. After some searching she was able to find a memory of what they had cheerfully dubbed "Apple Pie", and with a quick flash of her horn the memory was gone. With her job done, or at least as far as she knew, Twilight left, popping back to the library floor.

"How are you feeling Pinkie?" Twilight asked, looking at her worriedly. A spell like this can cause serious damage to a pony's mind, and with how Pinkie was acting it seemed like that might have happened.

"Oh, um, I'm okay!" Pinkie said quickly as she snapped out of the daze she was in, "I was just caught off guard by the spell you used, that's all" Pinkie was lying straight through her teeth, but Twilight didn't seem to notice it. With a smile the two of them shook hooves and went their separate ways. When Pinkie was outside she stopped and slumped against the door. Why didn't she tell Twilight the truth? What stopped her from telling Twilight the truth? Did Pinkie really know what the truth was? Yes, of course she did, or so she thought...

The truth is; she was married to Big Mac

Chapter 2: Well This Blows (Chunks)

Chapter 2: Well This Blows (Chunks)

Pinkie was trotting towards Sugar Cube Corner when she heard the Sweet Apple Stall open up for the lunch rush just a little bit away, the pony running it calling out to let everypony know about it. His deep voice echoed through the town and into every house with open windows and doors. The sound of his voice made Pinkie feel empty and alone, as though her short time in her alternate timeline was right, in some way. No matter how many times she heard his voice, and told herself it would never be, she just couldn't get him out of her head. Sitting in her bed at night; thinking of him. Working on cake decorations; thinking of him. Doing almost anything; thinking of him. It was like the thought of him holding her when she was sad, or happy, kissing her when she asked him to, and ple-

*SMACK*

"Oof" Pinkie breathed out as she hit the ground, blinking her eyes furiously as she tried to figure out where she was and what she hit. When she looked up she saw the figure of a rather large stallion, and he seemed to be a shade of red...

"Miss Pie, are you okay?" he asked carefully, hoping that Pinkie hadn't been hurt. He had been turning to wave at somepony who was trotting away when Pinkie appeared beside him, causing him to accidentally whack her across the face. As her sight came back Pinkie was able to figure out who she had run into.

"B-b..." Pinkie stuttered as her heart began to race, "Big Mac?!"

"Eeyup"

"Uh... Uh...." Pinkie started to stammer as she tried to think of some excuse to get out of there. Without realizing it her brain had led her to him when she was lost in thought, and now all she could think of was getting as far away from him as possible. As her heart continued to beat faster than it should be a nauseous feeling began to well up from inside her, and when she had finally reached her limit...

"BLAGHRFDSF" Pinkie belched as a stream of half eaten eggs and toast, as well was what looked like cupcakes and brownies, came flying out of her mouth, landing in a disgusting heap just ahead of her. There were some surprised gasps from the ponies that had been waiting for their apples when Pinkie turned into a disgusting fountain. Once she had run dry she started to lean a little too much to one side, causing her to fall directly into Big Mac, who luckily had enough foresight to get ready to catch her should she fall.

"Miss Pie, are you feeling okay?" Big Mac asked worriedly. He didn't really know Pinkie, or, he knew her about as much as anypony else in town does, but other than that she was just one of Applejack's friends. He knew they'd helped out on the farm before and even helped save it when Flim and Flam were there, but even then he rarely saw them. Big Mac didn't even dare talk to one of them, but now he had to. Sadly, the only noise coming out of Pinkie were some strange mumbles, the only sensible word being "Big".

"I should probably-" Big Mac started to say when Applejack came from down the path at an amazing speed. She somehow managed to stop just before colliding with him, which was surprising. While he continued to hold Pinkie she began to look over her for any injuries, as if she thought the gentle giant of her brother would ever hurt the party pony.

"What happened?" Applejack asked as she took a step back, happy knowing that Pinkie Pie wasn't seriously injured. Big Mac didn't say anything, instead he just nodded his head towards the goop that was on the ground beside him, the sigh of which made Applejack gag.

"Take her to the bakery," Applejack forced out, trying her best to not send her apple fritters on a short flight, "I'll take over for you here" With a courteous nod Big Mac started making his way towards the bakery, remembering another time when he interacted with Pinkie. It was when the Cakes had made their magnum opus, the gigantic cake that was meant to win some big baking competition, but ended up being part of some weird Frankenstein Desert that, from what Applejack told him, Pinkie devoured in one big bite. When Big Mac made it to the bakery he turned around so he could use his hind legs to knock, but ended up hitting something soft and somewhat pudgy.

"Oh, hello there McIntosh" Mrs Cake said as Big Mac turned around, his coat conveniently hiding the blush that had spread across his face, "What's happened dear?" Mrs Cake's attitude did a complete turn around when she saw Pinkie in Big Mac's hooves. Normally he would have tossed her over his back, but with how sick she was feeling he knew the constant rocking wouldn't have done her any good, so he had to walk there on three legs, with one holding her against himself.

"She got sick, no pony knows why" Big Mac answered, somewhat uncomfortable now that Pinkie had fallen asleep in his hooves and was now hugging onto his neck. Mrs Cake tried to hide her smile, finding the two of them to be very cute, but it started to slip out when Pinkie turned, nuzzling herself into the crook of his neck.

"I'll go get Carrot, wait here dearie" Mrs Cake said as she turned around to get Carrot, who happened to be coming out of the kitchen with a tray of muffins to put on display for the lunch rush. He quickly put the tray down and ran over, taking Pinkie onto his lanky back and heading upstairs to put her in her bed. Once he came downstairs Big Mac gave Mrs Cake a nod and headed back to the apple stall, knowing that Applejack might be a tad overwhelmed by the number of ponies that were trying to buy apples right now. When he got close to the stall he saw Applejack frantically tossing bushels of apples to ponies in the crowd as a pile of bits began to grow on the counter.

"Help me..." Applejack moaned when Big Mac was close enough to hear her.

"Eeyup"

Meanwhile back at the bakery...

"Do you know what's wrong with her sugarplum?" Mr Cake asked as a groan came from upstairs, a sign that Pinkie was starting to wake up. Mrs Cake went over every detail about Pinkie that she could remember, and one thing kept coming up.

"She was glowing, in a way" Mrs Cake said, her eyes narrowing as she tried to remember what that meant for a mare. Mr Cake's eyes shot open once he remembered that Pinkie's stomach was a bit bigger than normal, and that she was quite a bit heavier when he carried her upstairs. Sure, she eats sweets all day, but she never gained any weight, why would she start now. With her glowing and her stomach getting bigger there was only one conclusion...

"She's pregnant!" the Cakes said at the same time, both of their expressions changing from victorious to pure fear as they repeated the words as they began to sink in, "...She's pregnant..."

Chapter 3: Doctor's Visit

Chapter 3: Doctor's Visit

Pinkie woke up in her bed to the sound of Mr and Mrs Cake arguing with each other downstairs. Looking up at her clock she could tell that it was just after the lunch rush ended, and she also started to wonder why she was in her bed. Last thing she remembered was accidentally walking into Big Mac, and then turning into a fountain of puke. The memory of the brown sludge flying into the sky brought it's horrid taste and smell back to Pinkie's senses, making her want to throw up again, but there was nothing left in her stomach. Getting up out of her bed Pinkie decided to make her way to the bathroom so she could make sure she wasn't a mess before she headed downstairs, and just in time too.

"We can't just force her to go see him!" Mr Cake said, obviously using it as a retort to something Mrs Cake had said to him that Pinkie didn't hear.

"But we have to, it's our duty as her guardians!" Mrs Cake replied, trying to make Mr Cake finally see reason. She was just about done arguing with him. He just wouldn't concede defeat and had kept this argument going for what must have been two hours now. Mrs Cake was a patient mare, but she wasn't a princess, if this kept up any longer Mrs Cake was sure to do something she'd regret. Mr Cake was about to come back with a witty response when he saw Pinkie peeking around the corner at the two of them, causing him to straighten up.

"Oh look, it's Pinkie!" Mr Cake said, his voice sounding completely calm, "How are you feeling dear?" Mrs Cake shot her husband an angry glare before she trotted over to Pinkie, leading her away with a hoof around her neck. Mr Cake was clearly annoyed by this, but a quick look at the cupcake trays ready to be put in the oven snapped his mind set back to one of a baker. While he put them into the oven Mrs Cake was preparing to trick Pinkie into going to the doctor's. Evil, yes, the right thing to do, probably not, but who knows?

"Now Pinkie, me and Mr Cake were talking and I think we should go see a doctor about what happened to you a while ago" Mrs Cake said, trying to hide her true intentions with her voice. What Mrs Cake didn't know was that Pinkie had heard enough of the conversation to know what was really going on right now.

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to see if I'm pregnant, right?" Pinkie replied, making Mrs Cake's jaw hang open in confusion. She wasn't expecting Pinkie to have heard the argument, but now that it was over she realized that nearly everypony in the nearby area probably heard it too. Her face turned a deep red as Pinkie started to bounce out of the bakery, happily oblivious to what was coming her way. While Pinkie hopped along Mrs Cake ran up behind her, wanting to be there in case the news they received wasn't going to be good.

"Doctor, come back to me!" somepony shouted from behind them as a brown stallion went shooting past. Turning around they saw Derpy chasing after him, holding a muffin in her hooves. When she passed them she held the muffin up into the air, being careful to not drop it.

"I made you a muffin!" Derpy shouted, almost dropping the muffin as she did, but she somehow managed to knock it forwards so she could hold it again. Pinkie and Mrs Cake stood still for a moment so they could watch Derpy in confusion, but once she was gone from sight they continued to walk towards the doctor's office. When they got into the office they were sent right in, probably because there was no pony else there.

"Ok Miss Pie, I need you to lay down and get comfortable..." Was the last thing Pinkie heard before her world almost shattered.

*Knock, Knock*

"We're open!" Twilight shouted over her tea cup, the door to the library opening slowly, "Oh, hi Pink... ie..." Everypony else in the library slowly turned to look at the door, all of them gasping dramatically when they saw Pinkie standing in the doorway, her hair as flat as ever. Applejack and Rarity quickly got up and ran to her side, both of them putting a hoof on either shoulder.

"Are you okay sugarcube?" Applejack asked as she tried to look in Pinkie's eyes, but the flat pink mane was blocking her. Rarity did the same, but before she could get a good look Pinkie stepped towards Twilight, looking up with sad eyes.

"I'm pregnant" Pinkie said, giving Twilight the saddest eyes she had ever made. An awkward silence filled the room as the five other mares tried to comprehend what just happened. One moment they were having a small get together after a long day of work, and now they were learning that Pinkie Pie was suddenly pregnant.

"How far along are you sweetie?" Rarity asked worriedly. Pinkie looked back at her and then stared at the ground sadly.

"Four months" Pinkie said quietly, making another round of gasps come from her friends. The five of them moved closer together to discuss what to do now, and after some careful deliberation Applejack decided to throw caution into the wind. Stepping up to Pinkie Applejack prepared to ask the question everyone had.

"Do you know who the father is Pinkie?" Applejack asked, getting an angry look from Rarity.

"Of course she knows who the father is!  She may be goofy but she's not stupid.  Uh... right Pinks?" Rainbow said, trying to defend Pinkie's dignity, but when Pinkie looked up at them with tears just barely staying back Rainbow felt her heart drop fast enough to do a rainboom.

"I know who it is," Pinkie said sadly, her hair seemingly getting flatter, if it was at all possible.

"Well, who is it?" Rarity asked, getting some nods from the other girls to show that they wanted to ask the same thing.

"If you don't mind us asking that is..." Fluttershy said quietly, barely above a whisper.

"I'd rather not say... We're not together anymore..." Pinkie said slowly as she looked out the window to try and make it easier for her to tell her friends.

"He abandoned you?!  Who is he, we'll go get him!" Applejack said, her anger seeping through her voice, a quick series of nods from Rainbow to show that she was right along with that idea. The other girls seemed a bit taken aback at the idea at first, but even Fluttershy eventually agreed with it.

"No!  He... he never knew," Pinkie said, giving them a worried look, "We... broke up before I found out..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry Pinkie," Twilight said, sounding genuinely hurt about the situation, "Do you mind, uh, telling us when this happened?"

"I don't know, it was a few months ago now by now, but I'm supposed to just forget about it," Pinkie answered honestly, her voice filled with sadness and regret.

"Forget about it?" Rarity asked, sounding almost appalled that she would even say such a thing "Darling, you shouldn't just forget about the father of your foal!"

"Wait, 'Supposed to'?  What are you... oh..." Twilight said, trailing off as a wall of realization hit her. Her jaw hung open for a moment before Pinkie slowly looked up at her.

"Yeah..." Pinkie said slowly, her voice sounding extremely hurt.

"What?  What are you talking about?  Don't leave us in the dark Twilight!" Rainbow said, getting some intense nods from everypony else, who all wanted to know what was really going on here.

"Um... if Pinkie doesn't want to tell you, I don't think it's my place to-" Twilight started to say, but she was cut off by Pinkie.

"It's fine Twilight.  They should know and you'd say it better than me," Pinkie said, knowing that Twilight's way with words would help to make things easier on her friends.

"If you're sure.  I'm... I'm so sorry that this happened Pinkie," Twilight said, wanting to be anypony, anywhere but here.

"Why should you be sorry sugarcube?  It's not like you did this, right?" Applejack asked, stepping forwards to put a hoof on Twilight's shoulder to show that she had her support. The rest of them did the same thing, all of them wanting Twilight to know they were here for her, no matter what happened.

"What? No! How would I even? Nevermind..." Twilight sighed before composing herself again, "A few months ago was, well, my coronation, as you all should know"

"Ok...?" they all said quietly, still not getting what was going on.

"All of your lives had changed, but only from the points you got your cutie marks," Twilight explained, "Everything before then was the same.  So Applejack was born an Apple but got a fashion cutie mark and went into business for herself.  Everypony with me so far?"

"Yeah"

"Well, Pinkie Pie was born a Pie.  But she was working at Sweet Apple Acres and had an apple cutie mark when we found her. In fact, she was running the place. Applejack, isn't Sweet Apple Acres a family business?" Twilight asked, knowing that this might help them come to a correct conclusion.

"Sure as the moon sugarcube. It's why you five are 'honorary family members', couldn't rightly let any of you help out without it ruffling grannies mane otherwise, but I don't... see... how... Oh, buck me," Applejack said, finally connecting the dots when she realized that in this other timeline they may not , and probably weren't, honorary family members.

"Yeah, Pinkie wasn't an 'honourary' family member. She was an Apple," Twilight said with a deep rooted conviction, but the only mare that got it was Applejack because she knew how the farm worked.

"But darling, I thought you just said she was born a Pie? In order for her to be an Apple she'd have to mar- oh.  Oh my..." Rarity said slowly, soon to be join by Fluttershy in an, "Oh dear..."

"What? What's going on? Why aren't you telling me what's going on here?!" Rainbow asked, now annoyed that she was being pretty much ignored by her friends.

"Rainbow..." Twilight sighed, being embarrassed that she knew somepony that she'd need to explain this to, "Pinkie was married to Big Mac when I changed everypony's cutie marks and lives. When I turned everypony back and removed all the memories of what happened, I ended up destroying any record of it.  Except Pinkie and... well... the foal's"

"Oh..." Rainbow said, sounding as though she understood what she was just told, "Wait, what?!"

Chapter 4: Remembering the Other Past

Chapter 4: Remembering the Other Past

"So you're pregnant even though that other Pinkie never really existed?" Applejack asked, wanting to get some more details about the origins of the foal. If what Pinkie's told them so far is to be believed, the Pinkie Pie that had Applejack's cutie mark ended up marrying Big McIntosh, and just a few days before Twilight "fixed" everything, she got pregnant. This would mean that without a doubt, Big Mac was the father, this timeline or not. It would also mean that the foal would be an Apple, through and through, linking Pinkie Pie to the Apple family forever. How they were to explain to Big Mac, let alone Applebloom, seemed like an impossible task, but it had to be done.

"Well, technically, she did exist, I just pulled the two timelines together, and in the process Pinkie Pie became pregnant, despite having no memory of it," Twilight explained, but Pinkie had to correct her on one thing.

"I... um... remember doing it with him," Pinkie said sheepishly, getting some sharp looks from everypony before Rainbow burst out into a laughing fit. Rarity quickly pulled Rainbow aside and gave her a piece of her mind while the others just stared at Pinkie in disbelief. Twilight's face scrunched up as she tried to think of what to do now that she knew Pinkie had remembered way more than she ever let on. The original plan was to have her and Big Mac start to like each other again so the foal would have both of it's parents there for it, but Pinkie remembering makes things a lot more complicated than they needed to be.

"Pinkie, how much else do you remember from the other timeline?" Twilight asked, hoping to shed some light on the subject.

"Well..." Pinkie started as she began to look up at a random spot on the ceiling to help her remember everything, but Applejack quickly stepped in.

"Wait, wait, don't start Pinkie, I don't quite feel like being here for a long time," Applejack said, her eyes shifting to Pinkie's cutie mark, "And I'd like to know how you'd have gotten an apple cutie mark in the first place" Twilight had been giving Applejack an angry glare before she realized that she had a good point. How did Pinkie end up with a cutie mark exactly like Applejack's? Pinkie seemed to freeze for a moment before she smiled as if a light bulb had popped in over her head.

"Well, when I was a little filly..."

Pinkamena Diane Pie, the newest pony to move to Ponyville, was wandering through the middle of the town when she saw a large bakery that looked like a ginger bread house. Heading inside of the bakery Pinkie was greeted by a young orange colt who was wearing a small baker's hat.

"Hi, welcome to Sugar Cube Corner, what can I get you this fine day?" the colt asked, his voice cracking the tiniest bit. Pinkamena was taken aback by his overpowering personality and quickly slid passed him, ending up in the kitchen somehow. Inside she saw two old ponies, a stallion and a mare, working away on some baked goods. While she watched them Pinkamena was pulled away by the colt from before, an annoyed look on his face.

"Sorry miss, but no pony is allowed back there but me and my parents" the colt said, his voice sounding just like Pinkamena's fathers. He was always strict and serious, he rarely gave her a break from the work on the farm. The only reason Pinkamena was allowed to visit Ponyville was because she had slipped into a depression and wasn't doing anything at all, so Granny Pie suggested sending her here for a vacation. Now that the colt reminded her of her father Pinkamena wanted to leave the bakery immediately, so she did, and then made her way towards the hotel she was set to stay at. Making her way into the room she saw that it had everything she needed to fend for himself. A fully stocked kitchen and a full bed and bath.

Looking at the clock Pinkamena saw that it was almost two in the afternoon, and seeing the bakery made her want to bake herself some pie. Opening the fridge she found everything she would have needed, but the only kind of pie she could make was going to be apples, since the fridge had plenty of those. She didn't mind it, she liked eating apples, so the chance to make an apple pie for free was a pleasant for surprise. Getting all the materials together was easy, but waiting for it to cook was so boring! After what must have been a minute Pinkamena ran outside to play while the pie baked, accidentally running head first into a red colt that had been walking past.

"Oh, I'm so sorry mister, I didn't mean to run into you like that!" Pinkamena said quickly, her face turning a deep shade of red because of how embarrassed she was that she had run into somepony on her first day. When she looked at the colt's face she felt a weird, fuzzy, feeling in her stomach, but it was probably just her intuition trying to warn her. A moment later Pinkamena heard her kitchen timer go off, meaning she had to run upstairs. I could have sworn it was set to half an hour!, Pinkamena thought as she looked at the clock, seeing that it had been half an hour since she left.

"You okay ma'am, you were out for quite a while there..." the colt said as he tentatively poked his head through the door, his nostrils filling with the scent of a fresh apple pie, "Is that an apple pie?"

"Uh... yes!" Pinkamena said, worried about who was behind her until she realized it was the colt she had run into. Looking between him and the pie she began to think, and after a little bit of critical thinking Pinkamena decided to share the pie with him as an apology for running into his head. Cutting the pie in half she put both halves onto plates and offered him one of them.

"For me?" he asked, surprised that somepony would offer him pie after they smashed into each other's head. Pinkamena nodded quickly, hoping that he would take the apology pie and they could be friends while she was in town. He slowly reached out and took it, but then he headed outside, sitting down where him and Pinkamena had collided so he could eat it.

"How come you came out here?" Pinkamena asked curiously, not quite understanding what somepony would go outside to eat a fresh pie rather than sit down at a table. The colt couldn't say anything because his mouth was full, but his nod forwards showed Pinkie why. In front of him was a broken apple cart, which had been broken when it fell off of the colt's back.

"Mmmm, this is great!" the colt said as he swallowed his mouth full, his eyes suddenly darting to a small light that was emanating from Pinkamena's flank, "Look, you got your cutie mark!" Pinkamena quickly looked down to see three red apples on her flank, meaning that her special talent involved apples somehow. Looking over at the stallion she knew it was because he enjoyed her pie that she got it, so she felt obliged to thank him.

"Thanks for helping me get my cutie mark..." Pinkie trailed off, hoping to get a name out of the colt.

"Big McIntosh," the colt said as he stood up, offering a hoof to Pinkamena for her to shake, "Everyone calls me Big Mac for short"

"I'm Pinkamena Diane Pie," Pinkamena said, putting her hoof in his, "But you can call me... Pinkie!"

"Okay, Pinkie, it's a pleasure to meet you" Big Mac said as he smiled and sat back down, happy that he could eat a delicious apple pie with a new friend. Pinkamena, or as she was now called, Pinkie, felt the same way, so she plopped herself down next to Big Mac and the two of them finished their pie before he had to go home and explain to Granny Smith why the apple cart was broken...

"...and that was how me and Big Mac started to love each other!" Pinkie finished, a happy smile and a blush adorning her face. Everypony in the room except for her were utterly and completely lost. The way that her and Big Mac had supposedly met seemed too far fetched and insane that they didn't want to believe it, but it wasn't like they had anyone else they could ask about this but Pinkie.

"So you got your cutie mark by making an apple pie for my brother?" Applejack asked, wanting to get clarification on that bit.

"Yup" Pinkie answered honestly, still smiling as the happy memory continued to replay itself in her head.

"And that's what started your love for each other?" Rarity asked, finding it hard to believe that the two of them would fall in love over a simple apple pie that Pinkie made.

"Yup," Pinkie said before she started to think about it, "Well, I think it did, I never asked him..." Pinkie slowly looked down at the floor as he tried to remember if Big Mac had ever said why he loved her. While she thought about it the other girls shared a worried look, all of them afraid of what would happen if she remembered everything tonight. Would she turn back into Apple Pie? Would her mind shatter from the strain of remembering two lives? How would she be able to differentiate between her life, and the other?

"Pinkie, are you able to remember anything else?" Twilight asked, hoping that there wouldn't be an issue of it tonight. Pinkie's face scrunched up as she tried even harder to remember something else. After a little while she gave up and shrugged.

"I can't think of anything else right now" Pinkie said calmly, "Why?"

"We were just asking dear, nothing else" Rarity said, covering for Twilight as she knew that Twilight wanted to know everything that Pinkie did, hoping that it would help things make more sense. The girls all looked at each other for a short while before all of their eyes focused on Twilight, silently waiting for her to tell them what they should do next.

"Well, I guess we should all head home for the night, I think we all have a lot to think about..." Twilight said as she tried to wrap her mind around how Pinkie had such a vivid memory despite it not being the real thing. It was as if she had seen it recently, and Twilight, nor anypony else, understood how. As Twilight headed upstairs the girls started to leave, each of them heading to their respective homes for the night so each of them could think about what they were going to do now, except for Pinkie, she had far different plans for the night.

Arriving back at the bakery Pinkie was trapped by the scent of amazing treats that were sitting on the front counter. As she walked up to them she saw a small card with her name on it sitting in the middle of a bunch of brownies. For you Pinkie, love Mr and Mrs Cake, Pinkie read on the card, making a giant smile spread across her face. Within a few minutes the entire collection of treats were in Pinkie's stomach, causing her to feel sleepy from eating so much. As she started to feel extremely tired Pinkie made her way upstairs and climbed into her bed. In no time at all she was fast asleep, a dream already formulating itself in her mind.

"Are you ready?" Clyde asked as he came into the room that Pinkie was getting ready in.

"Just about, I'm just finishing up my hair" Pinkie replied, turning towards her father, "Are you ready father?" Clyde nodded with a smile on his face, happy to know that his odd daughter was going to get married. When she left for Ponville and never returned Clyde wasn't sure how to feel, but almost a year ago she sent him and his wife a letter, letting them know what happened to her. The entire family back on the rock farm was ecstatic about it, and within three months they got a letter saying that Pinkie and Big Mac needed them to come to Ponyville.

"Okay, I'm ready to go" Pinkie said cheerfully, a happy smile across her face as she moved towards the door. When they got outside Pinkie wrapped her hoof with her Clyde's as they trotted towards town hall. The closer they got to town hall the more they could hear orchestral music, sounding like a wedding march. As Pinkie and Clyde got to the hall they heard a loud cheer from everypony in town. Opening the doors to the hall the two of them were met by a large gathering of Earth ponies, all of them being either Apples, or Pies.

Just ahead of the two of them Applebloom and Sweetie Belle happily bounced along, dropping flowers down to line the path. At the other end of the path stood Big Mac, who was wearing his father's old suit. As Pinkie and her father trotted towards him the room got quiet, the only sound being the wedding march coming from the organ in the back of the room. When Pinkie got to the altar she heard the mayor begin to speak...

"Ah!" Pinkie gasped as she woke up, a cold sweat running down her body. Looking around she saw that she was in her room at Sugar Cube Corner, and not in the town hall standing in front of everypony in the town. Once her heart slowed down and the cold sweat went away Pinkie laid back down, hoping to get back to sleep.

Chapter 5: Revelation?

Chapter 5: Revelation?

The next morning Pinkie woke up with a horrible case of déjà vu, as though she had spent the last few hours unconsciously going through out her day while sleeping. Climbing out of her bed her déjà vu peaked when Pinkie's hoof landed on a toy that had been in her room from the last time she played with the twins. She quietly yelped before lifting her hoof up, finding the toy Wonderbolt stuck into the soft part of her hoof. Pulling it out gave Pinkie a large amount of pain but when it did come out, she felt better than ever, and she didn't know why. Once the toy was put on her nightstand Pinkie got out of her bed completely, making her way towards the bathroom so she could clean herself up before heading over to Twilight's. The dream she had about the wedding last night was weird, and almost seemed like it was a memory from Apple Pie. If it was, Twilight was definitely going to want to know about it, hence why Pinkie wanted to head over there as soon as she could.

"Pinkie, you okay dear?" Mrs. Cake asked as she knocked on the bathroom door, the news they got yesterday having her worried about Pinkie. She wasn't the most logical of mares, or the most sensible, so Mrs. Cake wanted to make sure she wasn't planning to do anything stupid. Pinkie's ears perked up because of Mrs. Cake, the déjà vu coming right back.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just making myself presentable" Pinkie said as she looked around for a straightener in the bathroom. When she didn't find one she let out a loud sigh, as though there should have been one there, waiting for her. Mrs. Cake raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off, it was too early in the morning to be trying to figure out Pinkie's weird antics, and with the pregnancy it was expected she was going to act differently. As Mrs. Cake headed downstairs she heard Pinkie squeal in joy when she found the straightener, and once it was all set up she went to work on her mane, pressing it flat instead of it's usual poof. When Pinkie was finished she trotted out of the bathroom, making her way downstairs only to stop suddenly at the bottom of the stairs.

This isn't my house..., Pinkie thought for a moment before she shook her head, remembering that it is actually her house, and that she lived with the Cakes in Sugar Cube Corner, Ponyville's number one bakery. Passing it off as nothing Pinkie trotted outside, the morning sun beaming down on her in full force, it's warmth making her smile. The crisp air, the sounds of ponies going off to work, and the sweet smell of apples coming from the farm thanks to the wind. Stepping off the steps of the bakery Pinkie quickly made her way to the library, where she knew Twilight would be organizing books like she always did.

*Knock, Knock*

"Coming!" Twilight said from inside, as well as something else that Pinkie couldn't hear. In a few seconds Twilight opened the door with a smile, silently welcoming Pinkie to come inside. Trotting through the door a certain stallion's flank slowly came into view, and with it a nauseous feeling in Pinkie's stomach.

"Twilight, where's the bathroom?" Pinkie asked calmly, trying to hide the growing fear that was in her mind. Twilight raised an eyebrow at her before pointing to a door on the other side of the room, which Pinkie was quickly running through. While she was in the bathroom Twilight apologized to Big Mac and asked him to continue telling her what was going on, but the nervous look on his face worried her. Before Pinkie shoved her face into the toilet she heard Big Mac get up and say goodbye to Twilight before heading out of the library, leaving Twilight in confusion.

"You feeling okay Pinkie?" Twilight asked as she trotted up to the bathroom door, still thinking about what reason Mac had for leaving. He had told her that he took a sick day because he wasn't feeling well after his interaction with Pinkie yesterday, and Granny was scared that he was catching the flu, for whatever reason. Pinkie didn't answer Twilight, but instead finished emptying her intestines of all the treats she had devoured the night before. When she was done Pinkie trotted out of the bathroom, looking at Twilight with a forced smile on her face.

"I'm okay Twilight, don't worry about little old me" Pinkie said, feeling another urge to vomit, but she was able to supress it this time. Twilight frowned before looking at the door, still not quite sure why Big Mac ran away, but when Pinkie burped and turned a little green she figured it out.

"Pinkie, do you get sick when you're around Big Mac?" Twilight asked, trying to validate her theory. Pinkie tapped her chin for a moment before nodding, raising an eyebrow to show Twilight that she was confused. She didn't say anything about  it though, but instead sat down where Mac had been when she walked in, so she could tell Twilight about her dream in comfort. Twilight was silent until Pinkie began to speak, quickly stealing Twilight's focus from the theory she was thinking of.

"Twilight, I had a weird dream last night, I thought you might want to know about it" Pinkie said sadly, her tone surprising Twilight. It was only now that Twilight noticed Pinkie's flat mane, which usually meant something really bad had happened, or more recently, meant she wasn't herself.

"What happened?" Twilight asked, genuinely worried about Pinkie's mental health. Pinkie took a deep breath before pulling the dream from the depths of her brain and quickly running through it so she could give Twilight a brief summary of it.

"Last night when I went to bed I had a vivid dream," Pinkie began, "In it I was getting my mane done when my father walked in, waiting to take me to the town hall. When we got there we wrapped our hooves together and headed inside, where a wedding was taking place, but in the end it turned out to be my wedding. The wedding that I had to Big Mac in the other timeline" Twilight's mouth hung open as she processed all this information, amazed that Pinkie was able to have a dream like that, but then she remembered something else. Big Mac had come in, claiming he had a strange dream last night as well.

"Here, let me get the others to come here, I think they all need to hear this too," Twilight said as she headed upstairs to wake Spike up so he could send them all letters. Meanwhile Pinkie was sitting downstairs, helping anypony that happened to stop in while Twilight was otherwise occupied.

"Okay, now that everpony is here, Pinkie has something to tell all of you" Twilight said before sitting down in her chair, everypony's eyes settling on Pinkie. Taking a deep breath Pinkie stood up, preparing to tell all of them about her dream.

"I dreamt that-" Pinkie began, but Applejack cut her off, which angered Twilight.

"Let me guess, that you and Big Mac were getting married at town hall?" Applejack asked, sounding extremely annoyed by what she had said. Pinkie sat down slowly and nodded, feeling depressed by Applejack cutting her off like she did. Twilight looked at Applejack with sharp eyes, trying to discern how Applejack knew already.

"Big Mac told me that when we were eating breakfast this morning, he was mighty disturbed by it, so I told him to talk to Twilight about it," Applejack said, "When he came to the orchard a while ago I asked what she said, and he shrugged me off, which made me think something happened while he was here" Twilight's expression changed to one of surprise because she, nor anypony else, could have imagined something like that happening.

"So they're sharing dreams now?" Rainbow asked, sounding skeptical of the whole thing.

"It would appear that way, yes" Twilight replied, still perplexed about all of this. How was Pinkie able to clearly remember the memories of the alternate her, and how were her and Big Mac sharing dreams of the alternate past? It didn't make any sense to her, but she knew that it had a significant meaning in some way, as though maybe they had a spiritual connection of some kind, but Twilight didn't think that would happen, unless...

"You know Pinkie, dear, your pregnancy is starting to show today," Rarity said from beside Pinkie, pointing out Pinkie's larger than normal stomach, "Me and some other ponies in town noticed it when we saw you coming over here earlier"

"Hey Pinkie, are you actually going to go through the entire thing?" Rainbow asked, curious as to what a foal from another timeline would look like. Would it look like a normal pony, or would it be some horrible beast, like a Changeling or something? Rainbow's eyes were glowing with wonder and curiosity as she thought about it, but she was snapped out of it when Twilight suddenly jumped up.

"I've got it!" Twilight shouted, making Fluttershy jump and hide under the table.

"Got what?" Applejack asked, covering her ears because she was right beside Twilight, "A loud voice?"

"No, I know why Pinkie and Mac shared a dream about the past!" Twilight said, "And I know why Pinkie's starting to remember the past!" Everypony gave Twilight confused looks, but before they could ask what she meant she told them.

"The foal!" Twilight said, pointing at Pinkie's belly, "It was conceived in the other timeline, it's become a fixed point in time, and it's allowing them to remember what led up to it's creation!" Twilight quickly ran upstairs, leaving the rest of them to stare at her door in confusion before turning back to Pinkie so they could talk about random things for fun, like friends do. Once they ran out of things to talk about they all headed off, with the thought that Twilight had stuck in each of their minds for the rest of the day.

Chapter 6: Dream Part 2

Chapter 6: Dream Part 2

After leaving the library Pinkie decided to go for a short stroll around town, hoping to get her mind off of the serious situation she was in. Not only was she pregnant, but the foal was some kind of weird, two timeline pony, but she also had to deal with her now surfacing feelings for Big Mac. The more memories that came back, the more she remembered why she had fallen for the farmer colt in the first place, and she was also remembering all the fun they had together. Visiting the Princess's private bakery, seeing the amazing monuments in Las Pegasus, watching the sun set from the northern mountains, and their wedding. That one memory of her wedding was stuck in her head, and it wasn't leaving anytime soon since it had become all Pinkie could think about.

Her and Big Mac were actually sharing dreams because of the connection they have with each other. In the other timeline her and Big Mac had been married for who knows how many years, planned to have who knows how many kids, and had who knows what kind of relationship with their families. Pinkie knew that her father did walk her down the isle at her wedding, but that was it, for all she knew that could have been the only time she had seen her parents since she left for vacation, and what of the Apple family? What did they think of Big Mac marrying a Pie? Were they happy about it, did they approve of her, or did they-

*Thud*

"Oof" Pinkie grunted as her flank hit the ground. Silently she prayed that she hadn't just run into Big Mac again, and thankfully when she opened her eyes she saw that she had just run into Cloud Chaser.

"Sorry about that Pinkie, I wasn't looking where I was going" Cloud said as she offered Pinkie a hoof so she could get up, "Didn't know you were pregnant either"

"Huh?" Pinkie asked, caught off guard by Cloud Chaser somehow knowing she was pregnant. Cloud Chaser took this as a sign that Pinkie wasn't actually pregnant, and that her statement actually ended up being an insult. Her face quickly turning red Cloud Chaser wanted to apologize, but all that came out was a jumble of mumbled words. Pinkie got up and looking at Cloud Chaser in confusion, not sure what was going on at all.

"Sorry about that Pinkie, didn't mean to, uh..." Cloud Chaser stammered, not wanting to look like a bully to the one pony that everypony loved, "...call you fat" Pinkie cocked her head to the side slightly before smiling, which threw Cloud Chaser for a loop. Was Pinkie upset, or happy, was she angry, or uncomfortable?

"It's okay, I've noticed it too, and I've eaten a bit too many brownies in the last two days," Pinkie said honestly as she looked down at her stomach, which was slightly larger than normal, "I guess I'm finally gaining a little bit of weight now" Cloud Chaser slowly nodded at Pinkie before she started to trot away, not wanting to be nearby in case another stupid thought came out and actually ended up hurting Pinkie's feelings. Once Cloud Chaser was gone Pinkie started to walk around again, but not before running into another pony.

"Hey Pinkie!" Apple Fritter said as she ran up to Pinkie's side, "Is everything okay, I saw Cloud Chaser run into you, and with you being pregnant..." Pinkie's dead pan stare let Fritter know that she had just said something she shouldn't have, so with a quick shake of her head Fritter thought of something else to talk about. Although, no other topic seemed to come to mind, all she could think about was Pinkie's abnormal stomach bump. An awkward silence hung around the two of them until one of Fritter's friends came by, taking a very thankful Apple with them.

Now Pinkie knew something was up, and by looking around it became very clear what was going on. Every mare in sight was looking at her, and more specifically, her stomach. It seems the rumor mill was in full force today, so almost all of Ponyville had the idea that Pinkie had gotten pregnant somehow lodged into their heads, and so now many of them were watching her closely, as if that would tell them every little detail about how it came to be. Pinkie could overhear some mares talking about who the father could have been, others talked about who got her pregnant, and some talked about whether or not Pinkie really was pregnant. All of their comments were harsh and mean.

"Less cupcakes, more corncobs" one mare said, her friends laughing as Pinkie went past.

"Looks like her legs opened after dark" another mare said disapprovingly, treating Pinkie like she was worse than a piece of dirt.

"I bet she liked his party cannon" a final mare said just outside Sugar Cube Corner, that comment being the one that finally broke Pinkie. Slamming opening the door Pinkie bolted upstairs and shoved her face into her pillow, opting to put herself to sleep early so she could escape from everything that was happening outside. Within a few minutes she managed to slip off to a peaceful sleep...

"...I now pronounce you, stallion and mare!" the Mayor said at the end of her speech, signalling for Pinkie and Big Mac to kiss. The two of them looked deep into each other's eyes before leaning forwards, their lips touching and sealing their fate as a married couple. Everypony in the hall erupted into a loud cheer, soon followed by everypony that was outside. Eventually the entire town was cheering for Pinkie and Big Mac's wedding, which brought tears to Pinkie's eyes.

"Is everything okay sweetie pie?" Big Mac asked as he wrapped his hoof together with hers. She turned and smiled at him, tears of happiness and joy quickly running down her face. Big Mac smiled back at her before he bent forwards and kissed her on the cheek, catching one of her tears with his lips.

"Okay, okay, y'all are married, you don't need to be so cutesy about it," Applejack said sarcastically as she winked at Pinkie with a large smile across her face. Beside her Applebloom was barely able to contain her joy. Not only had she gotten another big sister, but she happened to be the cheeriest mare in all of Ponyville. Not even Miss Cheerilee was able to make ponies as happy as Pinkie could. Having her as a big sister, along with Applejack, was bound to make Applebloom's life the best thing to ever happen to anypony.

"When am I going to become an auntie?!" Applebloom asked happily, eager to be older than somepony that she would see everyday. Big Mac and Pinkie shared a glance before laughing quietly to themselves, turning back to Applebloom with sincere smiles.

"Not for a while, sorry sweet cheeks" Pinkie said as she reached down to pinch Applebloom's cheeks, but the small filly managed to get out of the way in time. Before Pinkie had a chance to chase her down her family came over to give their congratulation to the new bride and groom.

"We're so happy for the two of you" Clyde said as he reached out to shake Big Mac's hoof while Pinkie hugged her mother and sisters.

"Thank you for letting me marry your daughter sir" Big Mac said honestly as he happily shook Clyde's hoof. Clyde let out a hearty laugh before giving Big Mac a toothy grin. It was clear that both families were happy that Pinkie and Big Mac got married. Once the two groups of immediate families had been properly introduced to each other the entire group headed over to the farm so they could celebrate this momentous occasion. As soon as they were on the farm the celebration went into full swing with the eruption of the party cannon Pinkie had rented from Fluttershy.

After many of the ponies that were at the party had either gone home or fallen asleep Big Mac and Pinkie slipped away into the orchard, looking for a tree. Their tree. When they finally found it they saw their initials still carved into it as though it had been yesterday, and they laid down beneath it. They sat in silence for a few minutes until Pinkie nuzzled the top of her head against Big Mac's chin.

"Are you happy you married me?" Pinkie asked,  a small hint of worry in her voice.

"Eeyup, I am very happy" Big Mac said as he looked down at Pinkie, "Are you happy you married me?"

"Happier than I could ever hope to explain" Pinkie said as she leaned against Big Mac's chest, his hard muscles and soft fur contrasting perfectly enough to make her want to fall asleep, but it was their wedding night, and they had something else they needed to do. Sitting up in Big Mac's lap Pinkie spun herself around and gave Big Mac a passionate kiss, which he happily returned. Breaking apart they felt a burning desire start to well up inside of them, and within no time at all Pinkie was standing up with Big Mac behind her. As he pushed forwards...

"AH!" Pinkie gasped as she woke up, her heart going a thousand miles a minute. Looking around she breathed a sad sigh, realizing that she was sitting in her bed at the bakery, instead of laying in the orchard. The images of her dream quickly came back to her, causing her face to heat up. Glancing down at her hooves she saw that they were sweaty and shaking, as if Big Mac actually had...

"Pinkie are you okay, we heard a shout" Mr. Cake asked from outside Pinkie's door, preparing to open it in case Pinkie didn't respond.

"I'm f-fine!" Pinkie stuttered, feeling as though she was a young mare and her parents had almost caught her doing something she shouldn't be doing. Mr. Cake seemed to take that as an acceptable answer and headed downstairs to start the work day. Meanwhile Pinkie was trying to get her heart to slow down after her extremely vivid dream. Once she was more or less calmed down Pinkie headed over to the bathroom, less than eager to let anypony know about the dream she just had.

Chapter 7: Big Mac's Morning Surprise

Chapter 7: Big Mac's Morning Surprise

Big Mac's eyes slowly opened as he was shaken awake from behind. Rolling over in his bed he half expected to see Pinkie Pie, especially after the dream he had, but instead he was brought face to face with Applebloom, who had a worried look on her face. She was mere inches from his face until his eyes locked onto hers, which prompted her to stand up all the way.

"Were you having a bad dream Big Mac?" Applebloom asked sheepishly as her gaze slowly shifted towards the floor. Big Mac looked at her in confusion for a few seconds before he decided to look around his room. It was exactly the same as he had left it the night before, except his sheets were messier and there was a strange wet spot by his flank...

"You were screaming and then there's that spot on your blanket," Applebloom said, pointing to the wet spot that Big Mac had just noticed, "Did you wet the bed because of a scary dream Big Mac?" There was no answer from Big Mac as he stared at the spot, trying to remember exactly what his dream was about, and eventually it started coming back to him. He was married to Pinkie Pie, it was their first night together and they went out to a tree they had carved their names into. In no time at all the two of them decided to make the marriage official by...

"Applebloom get out" Big Mac said, thanking Celestia for his coat being red as it hid the blush that was growing on his face.

"But-" Applebloom tried to argue, but Big Mac wasn't having any of it.

"I said go" Big Mac said forcefully, his harsh tone scaring Applebloom into leaving. He rarely used that tone of voice on her, and whenever he did, it meant that she really should do as he asks. Once she was out of the room Big Mac attempted to get out of bed, the blanket sticking to him slightly. He had to pull hard to get it off of him, a little bit of his coat going with it when it came off completely. After making a mental note to thoroughly wash his blanket before going to bed that night Big Mac headed downstairs for breakfast, hoping that Applebloom wouldn't bring it up again.

"So are you sure you're okay Big McIntosh?" Applebloom asked as she spun around in her chair at the breakfast table, her mouth half full with cereal. Big Mac let out a loud sigh as he headed into the kitchen so he could pour himself a bowl of cereal. He knew full well that Applebloom wasn't going to let the issue drop until he told her what really happened, or told her an extremely convincing lie. When his bowl of cereal was ready he moved over to the table, sitting opposite Applebloom like he always did.

"Big brother?" Applebloom asked, hoping to get an answer out of him sometime soon.

"What is it?" Big Mac asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Did you have a scary dream last night?" Applebloom asked as she stuffed her face with a spoonful of cereal, "You were screaming and shouting, it's what woke me up this morning"

"Sorry about that Applebloom, I was just having a strange dream," Big Mac said, straying close to the truth in the hopes that Applebloom would accept his vague answers. She gave him a close look as she slowly chewed her cereal, her eyes snapping shut when a sharp piece stabbed her gums. Once her mouthful was down she decided to ask another question.

"What did Pinkie have to with it?" Applebloom asked slowly, narrowing her eyes to scrutinize Big Mac's expression, "You were calling out her name, and before I went into your room you shouted it really loudly" Big Mac started choking on his mouthful of cereal when he remembered that he does talk in his sleep, which means that the entire time he was with Pinkie in his dream he was...

"Oh good, you two are already awake," Applejack said from the kitchen door, her hair still a mess because she had just woken up, "I checked your rooms and neither of you were there" Before Big Mac could get up and pull Applejack out of the room so he could warn her Applebloom spun around in her chair at mach speed, her eyes wide with hope.

"Applejack, do you know why Big Mac was calling out Pinkie's name in his sleep last night, and why he had a wet spot on his blanket when he woke up?" Applebloom asked hopefully, stunning Applejack with her question. Applejack looked at Big Mac with a stunned look on her face for a few minutes until Applebloom leaned forwards on the back of the chair so she could reach Applejack, but forgot that chairs are affected by gravity.

*SMASH*

"Ow..." Applebloom groaned with her face on the floor, getting a short chuckle from Big Mac. Applejack bent down and helped her up before she trotted over to Big Mac, pulling him outside so she could talk to him. When they were outside and Applejack was sure Applebloom wasn't pressing her head up to the door she began the interrogation.

"What were you doing last night?" Applejack asked, her eyes shooting daggers into Big Mac. He looked around desperately, wanting to find something that he could use to change the topic, but the only thing that he could see was...

"Well, would you look at the time!" Big Mac said, over exagerrating it on purpose, "I should really get to work now, so I'll have to see you later, bye!" Big Mac quickly tried to run towards the orchard but Applejack grabbed his tail, yanking him back so hard that he yelped. She spun him around and pressed her face up against his, looking deep into his eyes with an angry glare that said, "We're talking about this later". With a weary sigh Big Mac trotted off to the orchard, leaving Applejack to deal with Applebloom while he got away.

As Big Mac explored deeper into the orchard he felt a strange similarity come over him, as if he had been in this area recently. Normally it would have been because he had been working in the area, but he hadn't bucked this section of the orchard yet, so that would have been impossible. Now that he thought about it the only time he had been near this orchard was when he had to dispose of the old apple cart, which had been on it's last legs for years. When he looked at it's rotting remains he remembered getting a new one after Applejack had left for Manehattan, and that Pinkie was there with him, but that didn't seem right. Why was Applejack still in Manehattan, and why in Equestria would Pinkie be there with him when he was buying it the new one?

Shaking off the weird feeling Big Mac continued on his way into the orchard, still not entirely sure what was going on with his dreams and out of place memories. It felt as if he was remembering a different life than his own, but it was still him that he saw in them. When he shook off the strange feeling Big Mac found himself standing before a tree he remembered from his dream the night before.

"Now why am I here...?" Big Mac asked himself quietly, wondering why he would subconsciously go to this tree out of the thousands that were around him. Looking around the tree he didn't see anypony, so he thought that he was entirely alone, which would give him the chance to check to see if it was there. Trotting around the base of the tree Big Mac looked for any sign of a carving, but all he could find was a small scratch that he had accidentally made in the tree when he was younger.

"I wonder why I had that dream..." Big Mac said quietly as he turned to leave, but when he heard a branch snap behind him he spun around, only to see...

"Pinkie Pie?" Big Mac asked nervously. He wasn't expecting to see her here of all places. She seemed as shocked as he was, and when he stepped towards he she instinctively stepped backwards. The two of them stared at each other for a long time before either of them made a move.

"Um... hi" Pinkie said slowly, raising her hoof up to give Big Mac a slow wave. He returned the wave shakily before the nagging question popped up in his mind.

What is she doing here?

Little did he know, Pinkie was thinking the exact same thing. While he stood perfectly still Pinkie stepped forwards, somehow managing to keep her breakfast inside her for once as she looked to see if the carving was still there. At first look around the tree it was gone, but when Pinkie moved forwards to put her head against the tree she noticed a faint line in the bark. With her mood suddenly lifted Pinkie jammed her hoof into the line, scratching her hoof along it so that it was more visible.

"What are you..." Big Mac said slowly, but after a few seconds he realized that the shape Pinkie was tracing out was turning out to be a heart, "You have got to be joking..." Pinkie ignored Big Mac's disbelief and continued to trace out the heart, and when that was done she looked for their initials, but couldn't find them. With a frown she turned to look at Big Mac, who was extremely surprised by what he saw. The two of them shared an awkward stare before they turned away from each other, neither of them knowing what to do now.

After a few minutes the two of them trotted away from each other, both of them not sure what to do with the knowledge they just got. The carving had been there, in the other time, but it only carried over enough for the heart to be noticeable if you looked close enough. Pinkie was shocked and surprised that it was there, but she was even more surprised that Big Mac had gone to the tree at the same time as her. Big Mac on the other hoof was scared and worried, not sure what he was supposed to do with the knowledge that at somehow he had been in love with Pinkie and scratched that heart into the tree for her...

Chapter 8: Scratch on Wood

Chapter 8: Scratch on Wood

Big Mac trotted away from Pinkie and the tree with a confused, yet sad feeling in his gut. When he saw that Pinkie was able to find a small sign that the heart was there, Big Mac got scared. He didn't understand why there would be such a thing there, or why he was visible able to remember scratching it in there in the first place. It had been a clear spring day and the trees were just beginning to produce apples, so him and Pinkie decided to go for a walk in the orchard, where they found that tree. The two of them looked at it in full bloom before Pinkie turned to Big Mac and said-

"BIG MAC!" Applebloom shouted, snapping Big Mac out of his thoughts. He looked around to see Applebloom running towards him at full speed, jumping onto him when she got close enough. Her small body hit him hard, but he shrugged it off and kept walking, hoping that she would leave if he ignored her. Normally he would play with her and let her ride on his back when she ran up to him like that, but this time he knew why she was doing it.

"So, why were you shouting Pinkie's name in your sleep?" Applebloom asked, barely missing a beat as she climbed onto his back.

"It's nothing you need to worry about Applebloom," Big Mac said, hiding his annoyance perfectly. Applebloom didn't want to take no for an answer so she stayed on his back, staying silent until they made it to the orchard. When Big Mac reached the first tree Applebloom hopped off and sat down on the grass, her eyes staying glued to his face. He could feel her staring at him, examining his every movement as if that would give her the answer she was after, but it never would. Big Mac went about his business as though everything was normal, which annoyed Applebloom. How was she supposed to figure out what was going on if he wasn't going to say anything?!

"So..." Applelboom started, but Big Mac turned to cut her off.

"Applebloom, no matter how long you sit there I am not going to tell you what you want to hear," Big Mac said sternly, which surprised Applebloom. Normally Big Mac did almost anything she asked him to, and this didn't seem like it was that big a thing he would be this protective of it. It wasn't like Pinkie was his...

"Is Pinkie your marefriend?!" Applebloom asked loudly, making Big Mac jerk his hind legs out in surprise so hard that he nearly uprooted a tree. He slowly turned his head to look at Applebloom, who had a triumphant smile on her face as though she had just solved a really hard puzzle. How she managed to come to that conclusion, he would never know, but now his only thought was to get her to forget all about it. Big Mac quickly started racking his brain to try and figure out how he was going to that, but nothing came to mind except having Twilight use a memory spell on her.

"Applebloom, you know that isn't true," Big Mac said, lying straight through his teeth so hard that it hurt. If Applebloom ever found out that he was lying to her like this she would be crushed. She stared at him with narrowed eyes, trying to see if he was lying or not, but she really couldn't tell. His stoic expression and calm eyes made it impossible for Applebloom to figure out anything about him, other than that he was waiting to get back to work as soon as he could. As Big Mac started bucking the trees around him Applebloom slowly trotted away, defeated. All she had learned is that Big Mac wanted to keep whatever was going on a secret, but it definitely had something to do with Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie was trotting down the path to Ponyville while she thought about the tree. She was happy that the heart was still there, but sad that their names were completely gone, and she was surprised that Big Mac was there before her. Twilight had said that they were sharing dreams because of the foal, but was it possible that they were also sharing memories now? It didn't make any sense to Pinkie, but she knew that no pony had gone through this situation before, so it wasn't like she could just go and talk to somepony about it.

"Ugh..." Pinkie sighed as she entered the town, the sound of ponies quickly going about their business all around her. She felt like she didn't belong in this environment anymore. How would all of these ponies react if they knew she was pregnant with Big Mac's foal from another timeline that doesn't exist anymore? Would they treat Pinkie normally, or would they cast her out into the wild with her foal, branding both of them as freaks or mutants? All of the scenarios that were running through Pinkie's head were scaring her, and she didn't know what to do about it.

"Pinkie!"

"Huh?" Pinkie said as she turned around, just in time to see Applebloom skid to a stop in front of her. The little filly's eyes were locked onto Pinkie's as if they were looking through her, searching for something. Applebloom didn't move a muscle as she stared at Pinkie, who cocked her head to the side in confusion.

"What's up Applebloom?" Pinkie asked, now being slightly creeped out by Applebloom's stare. She still didn't move, so Pinkie decided to make her. Lifting her hoof up Pinkie slowly moved it towards Applebloom's eye, and thankfully the filly moved before it touched.

"What was that for!" Applebloom complained as she put a hoof over her eye instinctively, even though Pinkie didn't actually touch it.

"You were staring at me" Pinkie said flatly, giving Applebloom a dead pan stare.

"Oh..." Applebloom said slowly as she tried to remember why she was bothering Pinkie, "So, is there anything going on between you and my brother?" Pinkie froze up immediately when she heard that, afraid that one of her friends might have slipped up and told somepony, Rarity coming up first in her mind when she thought about who it might be, but she knew that none of her friends would do something like that for no reason. Not even Rarity would gossip enough to let the news of Pinkie's strange foal, she knew how important it was to keep it a secret. While Pinkie stood frozen Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle trotted by, coming over to talk to Applebloom.

After a few minutes of hushed conversation the three of them trotted away, just as Pinkie snapped back to consciousness. She looked around for a bit before coming to the conclusion that Applebloom had left, so she quickly made her way towards the bakery. Pinkie didn't want to run into anypony else right now, afraid that the news may have somehow gotten out anyways. As she entered the bakery Pinkie was greeted by the twins, who were reaching up to her, asking for them to play with them. For the first time in a long while Pinkie trotted past them, making her way upstairs. Even though she loved the twins as if they were her own, she didn't want to play with them right now. Right now, she wanted to be alone.

Sitting on her bed Pinkie's mind was riddling with "what if"s and "how come"s, and all of her thoughts were causing her to slip into a dark depression. What if Big Mac didn't want to raise the foal with her? What if he didn't want anything to do with her, but wanted the foal? How come Applebloom knew that there was something going on with the two of them? How come none of her friends were giving her any kind of help or advice? What if she explodes because of the foal?! Pinkie was slowly losing her mind when she suddenly felt something from her stomach.

"Huh?" Pinkie said out loud, confused by the feeling she got all of sudden. When she looked down she didn't see anything down there, so she decided to rub her hoof along her stomach, and that's when she felt it. A bump. A little push from her stomach meant that the foal was moving...

"Wow..." Pinkie said slowly, the foal kicking snapping her back to herself. The reminder that she was carrying a foal helped bring everything into context for Pinkie, and for a few minutes she felt completely calm and relaxed. Leaning her head back against her pillow Pinkie felt like nothing else matter but her foal's health and safety. Within in a few moments Pinkie drifted off to sleep, having a normal dream for the first time in the last few days.

Chapter 9: Fresh Apple Pie

Chapter 9: Fresh Apple Pie

Big Mac was bucking away in the orchard, eager to get the day's quota finished soon so he could take a nap in the orchard. It was something he only did when he was overly stressed out about something, and this relationship with Pinkie that he couldn't remember was stressing him out more than anything had before. How was he supposed to deal with the thoughts and dreams he's been having recently if he had no pony to talk to. He would talk to Applejack, but Pinkie was her friend, there's no way she would take it easily. All he's told her is about the first dream he had, but everything after that would make things awkward.

"Big McIntosh, we need to talk!" Applejack shouted from somewhere nearby, making Big Mac freeze up immediately. Speak of the devil, he thought when Applejack's stetson poked through the trees around him, the orange farm pony quickly following after it. When she lifted up her head Big Mac was greeted by a less than happy stare.

"What is it sis?" Big Mac asked, hoping she wouldn't notice the nervousness in his voice. She watched him carefully for a few seconds before softening her expression.

"What's with that shouting Applebloom heard?" Applejack asked, making her intentions clear right of the bat, "Was it another one of those dreams?" Big Mac swallowed hard before answering, knowing that there was no way he could get out of this situation without telling the truth. If it was any other mare, he might have a chance to get away, but Applejack was his sister, she always knew when he was lying.

"Yeah, it was one of the dreams..." Big Mac sighed, lowering his head in defeat. Applejack gave him a surprised look as she thought about what that meant for why he was shouting Pinkie's name. A dream about her, the last one was their marriage, and the only thing that would make him scream her name after a wedding is...

"You're joking right?!" Applejack said suddenly, her face bright red from the embarrassing thought that was in her head. Big Mac slowly shook his head as he watched his sister's face turn redder than he was, which managed to make him crack a smile. When Applejack looked back at her brother she had a fire in her eyes, like she wanted to beat him into a pulp for having a dream like that about her friend, but before she could do it she remembered why he had a dream like that. The foal of two timelines was making the buried memories resurface, and he had no control over what he ended up remembering first.

"This is all because of that damn foal..." Applejack said under her breath, but Big Mac's keen hearing managed to pick it up.

"What was that about a foal?" Big Mac asked, raising one eyebrow to her. Applejack's eyes shot open when she realized what just happened. She thought out loud about the foal, right in front of her brother. Worse yet, he heard her say it, meaning he knew about the foal now...

"It was, uh..." Applejack stuttered, trying to lie, "Nothing, nothing at all!" Her face scrunched up, a sure fire sign that she was lying, which made Big Mac narrow his eyes at her. He knew she was lying, and that she had said something about a foal. Given the situation it could only mean one thing, Pinkie was pregnant, and he is the father. Applejack shifted uncomfortably on the spot before running away, knowing that if she stayed there he would start asking more questions. Big Mac watched her closely as she ran away, knowing that she was trying to hide something important from him.

"Something weird is going on here, and she's going to tell me sooner or later..." Big Mac said quietly to himself before he looked around at all of the apples he's already bucked. Doing some quick mental math he decided that he could make up for it tomorrow if he worked an extra hour, so he decided to trot off to find a place to nap. Eventually he found the perfect spot, not noticing that it was the tree that the heart was carved into...

"I'll take two!" a stallion said happily as he stepped up to the wooden stall. From down the path Big Mac could see the stallion happily toss a small bag of bits onto the counter before he trotted away happily, carrying the two fresh apple pies on his back. As Big Mac stepped up the stall he saw another stallion trot up with a medium sized bag of bits on his back.

"Two apple and one pumpkin!" the stallion said happily as he rolled the bag onto his wing before flicking it onto the stall. Pinkie quickly ducked under the stall and came back up, balancing the pies on one hoof and her snout. Putting the three pies on the stall she turned to Big Mac, while the stallion and what Big Mac assumed was his marefriend trotted off with them.

"What's up honey?" Pinkie asked before she gave Big Mac a quick kiss on the cheek. Pinkie looked over at the stall to see a stallion waiting patiently for her to turn back around so she could take his order. She quickly took his order of one apple pie before turning back to Big Mac, who had a smile on his face.

"Business is good?" Big Mac asked, noticing the overflowing box that Pinkie was using for the bits she was using for the money she was getting for the pies. At a quick look Big Mac was able to guess that there was at least 1300 or more bits in that one box, but for all he knew Pinkie could have a few more stashed away for when she's ready to head home.

"Yup, it's been almost nonstop since I set up the stall this morning, I'm not quite sure why though," Pinkie said honestly, a shy smile creeping across her face as she realized that the line she had still waiting for pies went all the way, and around, Sugar Cube Corner. She did feel a bit guilty about her small stall doing better than the Cakes' bakery, especially since she had interned there for a short while before her marriage to Big Mac.

"Need me to get you some more pies?" Big Mac asked, noticing her dwindling supplies. She had maybe nine or ten more orders before she would have to shut it down, unless he was able to bring her some more from home first. Pinkie quickly shot him a pleading look before she went to take the next order, a mare's who's bits were already on the counter. Giving the stall one more look before he left Big Mac headed off as quick as he could to get Pinkie her emergency pie supply.

After a short run home to grab the pies Big Mac returned to find Pinkie attempting to try and calm down the crowd of ponies that had grown around the stall. Putting the pies down Big Mac ran into the crowd, pushing ponies out of the way so he could stand next to his wife Big Mac's presence quickly calmed the crowd. They all knew he was a calm, peaceful stallion, but there was one rule that everypony in Ponyville had. Do not. Fuck. With Big Mac. He may be the nicest pony in town, but if you mess with his family and the only thing you'll be able to eat will be apple sauce for the next two weeks. With a few sharp looks Big Mac was able to make the crowd disperse and quickly form back into a nice and orderly line.

Once the situation was settled Big Mac trotted over and grabbed the pies that he had gone to get and put them under the stall. He stuck around for a little while to make sure things were still going to be calm before he turned towards Pinkie, who's mane had become frizzy and disheveled from the stress she had been under.

"Are you going to be okay for now Pinkie?" Big Mac asked, a gentle smile on his face to try and calm her down some more.

"I should be," Pinkie said quietly, "I think so"

"Ok, then I'm going to head back to the farm, I got plenty of apple trees that need some bucking," Big Mac said as he bent down to give Pinkie a quick smooch. Pinkie happily returned the smooch before she turned back to the stall, wanting to quickly finish up the days work so she could avoid another incident like the one that just happened. Big Mac smiled at her as he started to trot away towards the farm, the lingering smell of the pies allowing him to have a comforting walk back.

Over in Sugar Cube Corner Pinkie was shocked awake by the twins suddenly jumping onto her stomach after they had worked together to sneak into her room. Shooting her head up she saw them giving her worried looks. Pinkie and the twins kept their eyes locked for a few minutes before a mutual understanding was reached.

"Were you two worried about me?" Pinkie asked playfully, to which she got some excited noises in response from the twins, "Oh, don't be worried about me, Auntie Pinkie is perfectly fine!" Rolling off the bed with the two of them Pinkie quickly went into play mode, and within minutes all that could be heard from upstairs was the sounds of the three of them messing around. The entire time they played all Pinkie was able to think was, Soon I'll have a foal of my own to play with...

Chapter 10: Hunting for Answers

Chapter 10: Hunting for Answers

Big Mac snapped awake under the tree, laying flat on his back for some unknown reason. Looking around he knew what he had just seen was a dream, but it was going to be the last. Big Mac was done with the weird dreams he's been getting lately, and he was done with all of the creepy things he's been running into. As Big Mac stood up he felt something in his ear catch on the grass, and when he moved his hoof to look at it he felt something metal. After fidgeting around for a moment he managed to pull it out...

"My pa's wedding ring?" Big Mac asked slowly as he turned the ring around in his hooves, eyeing it closely. How did this get in his ear? It wasn't there when he woke up in the morning, nor did he head down to the china cabinet to put it in this morning...

Getting out of bed he made his way towards the dresser, where a small wooden box sat. Opening it up he found his wedding ring and put it in before heading out for work.

"Oh you have got to be buckin' me," Big Mac complained, the memory making him want to facehoof hard enough to knock himself unconscious. Thankfully he remembered that he had a ring in his hoof, so he managed to avoid a trip to Ponyville Hospital. Not quite knowing what to do with it he put the ring in his yoke for safekeeping rather than making his way all the way up to the house to put it away. Right now he had more important things to do, all of them being finding Pinkie and getting to the bottom of all this nonsense.

Arriving in Ponyville Big Mac could tell that finding Pinkie was going to be a pain, just by judging by all the ponies that were milling about, so he had to narrow his search to three specific places. Sugarcube Corner, Twilight's Library, or somewhere near Rainbow Dash. For any other pony he would add Rarity's boutique to the list, but Pinkie hasn't been allowed in there since she accidentally replaced Rarity's pink string with cotton candy. Using his powers of deduction Big Mac decided that somewhere near Rainbow might be a good place to start considering most of the time he saw Pinkie she was bothering Rainbow Dash.

Making his way towards Rainbow's cloud house he saw the rainbow colored tail hanging down off a low flying cloud that was lazily drifting around. At first it seemed like he wouldn't be able to get Rainbow's attention, but the mare happened to look over the edge of the cloud just as Big Mac decided to head home.

"Hey Mac, what are you doing all the way out here?!" Rainbow shouted, getting his attention, "The farm's that-a-way!" Big Mac looked back to see Rainbow accurately pointing towards the farm, a slight smirk sitting on her face.

"Have you seen Pinkie Pie recently?!" Big Mac shouted back up, hoping Rainbow would give him accurate directions, but her suspicious glare made him worry. Was Rainbow in on whatever was going on too? Before anymore thoughts could come to the front of Big Mac's mind Rainbow spoke up.

"Why do you need to find Pinkie?" Rainbow asked, using her wings to lower the cloud down so she didn't throw out her vocal cords trying to talk with Mac. He was a little surprised that Rainbow was being so secretive about all this, especially since it didn't concern her at all, or so Mac thought. For all he knew the situation was only as big as him and Pinkie, but in reality, it involved most, if not all of Ponyville, possibly even Equestria.

"Well, I've been having weird dreams and such, all of them having to with her, so I was hoping to talk with her about it," Mac answered honestly, a simple smile creeping across his face as he hoped it would make Rainbow want to tell him. Rainbow watched him carefully before shrugging and being just as honest with him.

"I got no clue in the moon where that crazy pinkie mare is, but you should go check with Twilight," Rainbow said lazily before she pushed the cloud she was on back up to where it had been when Mac arrived, her blue flank quickly plopping down into it as she tried to take another nap. Shrugging it off Mac decided to listen to Rainbow's advice and head to the library, where hopefully the smartest mare in the entire town, who happened to be a princess, would know where the pink menace was.

"Twilight, you here?" Big Mac asked as he slowly pushed open the library doors, barely dodging a book that went whizzing past his snout. The flying book caught his interest, and with one look he could tell what was going on.

"Can't talk!" Twilight shouted from the middle of the library, her Alicorn power coming in handy as she slotted books into the selves at lightning fast speeds, "Monthly reorganizing of the library!" Big Mac watched in awe as Twilight used her magic to control the path of over a thousand books at once, putting them into the correct places based off the organizing system she had created when she came to Ponyville. Twilight hadn't come up with a name for it yet, but she did say it was miles above the Hoovesy Decimal System that most libraries used in Equestria.

"I can see that," Big Mac said as a collection of non-fiction books shot past him, one of them coming so close that it actually nicked his mane a bit, "When you're done with that do you think you could help me fine Pinkie Pi-"

*SMASH, THUD, CRASH*

Every single book Twilight had been controlling sudden felt the laws of gravity and momentum take over as each one either fell to the ground or shot across the room at unbelievable speeds. One said book was flying towards Twilight, but in her stunned state she failed to notice it in time, allowing the book to impale itself on her horn.

"What do you need Pinkie Pie for?!" Twilight asked quickly, paying absolutely no attention to the Encyclopedia of Transportation Magics that was stuck onto her horn.

"I just want to talk to her, that's all," Big Mac said cautiously, knowing the crazed look that Twilight had all too well. Last time she had that look he ended up going bananas over her old doll, which he still kept to this day because of the lingering effects of the spell, coupled with how adorably s-

"Everything okay Mac, you look like you've seen a ghost?" Twilight asked, taking notice to Mac's eyes suddenly shooting open.

"Eeyup, just remembered something I rather I hadn't," Mac said, shaking his head so the image of Smarty Pants would get out of his mind, "Now, about why I came here?" Twilight stared blankly at him for a moment before she remembered why he had shown up, which was also why she had one of her favorite books stuck to her face. She thought for a few minutes as she put all the books back into piles, a large frown showing up on her face when she saw that one of the books had smashed the glass container that the Elements of Harmony sat in.

"...Last I saw her she was heading towards the bakery..." Twilight said absently as she stared at the Elements, the bittersweet memory of the mistake that somehow created this situation, and made her into an Alicorn Princess to boot. Twilight seemed lost in thought so Big Mac left her alone, trotting out of the library quietly and making his way towards the bakery, hoping that Twilight's information was correct.

"Why hello dearie, what brings you here today?" Mrs. Cake asked, knowing that it was fairly rare for Big Mac to saunter into town for no real reason.

"Is Pinkie here?" Big Mac asked, getting straight to the point. Mrs. Cake seemed a bit flustered by his question but she was still happy to answer him considering she knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt Pinkie. She actually thought that Pinkie might enjoy the company, as well as the help she would get with the twins wanting to use her as a moving jungle gym at the moment. After Mrs. Cake pointed him upstairs Big Mac made his way up the stairs, finding Pinkie half way through her bedroom door with the twins climbing all over her.

"B-Big Mac what are you doing here?!" Pinkie asked quickly, startled by the red stallion's sudden appearance.

"I was hoping we could talk about something..." Big Mac said, his nerves finally catching up with him. What if she hadn't been having the same dreams? What if he was just going crazy? What if this was another of his sister and her friend's crazy schemes? What if-

"Oh, that..." Pinkie said, her hair deflating slightly. She was just as, or possibly more, nervous as he was, she just wasn't as good at hiding it. While he remained stoic and seemingly calm Pinkie's heart rate began to rise and she began breathing so fast that she was almost panting for air while her nervousness began to grow. Big Mac patiently waited for her to calm back down before pressing the matter even more, afraid that if he did she might have a heart attack or seizure just based on how she was acting. The twins seemed to notice that something was off as well, so the two of them hopped off of her and headed for their room so they could play with their toys.

"So..." Big Mac stated once he thought Pinkie was calm enough.

"So..." Pinkie echoed, not knowing what she was supposed to say in this kind of situation. The two of them just stood where they were and looked at the floor, neither of them daring to look up at each other until the other made a move to advance the conversation. Sadly, neither of them did anything until Mrs. Cake came upstairs to use the bathroom.

"If you two need a private place to talk just head into our bedroom over there, it's the most private place in the house," Mrs. Cake said with a smile, her interjection making both Mac and Pinkie stir as they realized that it might be a good idea to get somewhere a bit more private so they could really talk it all out. In no time at all the two of them were sitting down on the edge of Mr. and Mrs. Cake's bed, still silent until Pinkie decided to say something.

"I'm guessing you want an explanation for all this, huh?" Pinkie asked, still refusing to look at Mac.

"Eeyup" he replied, which made a small smile slip across Pinkie's lips.

"Ok, now... Where should I begin?" Pinkie asked herself out loud, allowing Big Mac to give her a response, although she wasn't really asking for one.

"The beginning would be nice," Mac said, sounding like more of a smart ass than he had intended, but it still got the job done. Once Pinkie had composed herself and figured out what needed to be said, she began to speak.

"So a little while ago Twilight got a new spell..."

Chapter 11: Talking Time

Chapter 11: Talking Time

[A/N]Pinkie told Big Mac everything that happened in the last 10 chapters

"...and now we're here!" Pinkie finished, a large but somewhat sad smile on her face. Big Mac sat still for a little bit as his brain processed all the information that Pinkie had given him, one question in particular rising to the top.

"How do you know what I did when we weren't sharing dreams?" Big Mac asked, his question being extremely justified considering it didn't make any sense that Pinkie would have any knowledge about what he did.

"I read it while it was happening!" Pinkie shouted happily, making Mac give her an extremely confused stare. Pinkie gave him a strange look as though he was a mad pony for asking something like that, but then she remembered that only she was able to break through the fourth wall. They continued to stare at each other for a little bit before they remembered why they were there.

"So..." Big Mac said slowly as he thought about what to say, "What should we do about us?" Pinkie looked towards the wall so she could think about it, but even after a few minutes of solid thinking she wasn't able to come to conclusion, so she just shrugged. The response she got from Big Mac was a tired sigh, because he knew that it was going to end up being all up to him to make a decision on what to do now. Looking at the door Big Mac started to think for himself, and Pinkie used the free time to try and look into his thoughts. Sadly Pinkie realized that his thoughts were staying private for the time being, so she reluctantly sprawled out on the soft bed that the Cakes had.

"Hey Pinkie?" Big Mac asked after a minute.

"Yeah?" Pinkie replied, lifting her head up just enough to look at his face.

"I think we're being watched..." Big Mac said slowly as he looked out the window to see Rainbow Dash holding Applejack up by the waist so she could look in the window. Looking at the door they saw Mr. Cake's snout barely poking through it. If they listened closely they could hear other ponies trying to listen in through the wall from the twin's room. Pinkie froze up and stared at the ceiling while Big Mac silently filled with rage. He was normally a very calm pony, but having his private affairs looked into by so many ponies, especially his sister, was pushing it way too far.

"Will everypony give us some privacy!" Big Mac said angrily, his voice having an odd harshness to it. It was clear that he didn't want anypony to be spying in on him and Pinkie, but it was also pretty clear that they really wanted to spy on them considering all they did was move into the twin's bedroom and get really quiet. Pinkie was surprised to watch Big Mac's expression darken for the first time in, well, ever. In one swift movement Big Mac had picked Pinkie up and was preparing to vault out the window, but she stopped him.

"What if we just take some time for ourselves to figure this out?" Pinkie asked, almost pleading. She knew that if they ran away from the others it would only complicate things, but she also knew that trying to stay there and talk about things would be just as complicated. Big Mac looked out the window angrily while he thought about it, realizing that Pinkie was right, it would be better. At least then they would get some privacy as no pony could read their minds, and the group of spies would be split up as well.

"Ok, we'll split up for now," Big Mac said quietly, "Come see me at the farm when you've really thought about it" Pinkie smiled and gave Big Mac a quick hug before she hopped off towards the door, allowing Big Mac to jump out of the window without her. While Pinkie was busy giving excuses to the ponies that had been spying on them Big Mac was walking away with pride.

"I have always wanted to do that!" Big Mac said as he trotted off towards the farm, making sure to give the bakery one last look before he left town entirely.

Big Mac was silently carving a wooden statue on the porch using his father's old hoof knife when Pinkie came trotting up the path. It had been nearly six hours since he hopped out of the window at the bakery, and both of them had spent the entire time they've been thinking about what they were going to do now. Pinkie was pregnant and they had been married at some point in another time that they were supposed to forget, but now it was coming back to them.

"Been busy?" Pinkie asked as she noticed the large number of carved wooden ponies that were sitting next to Big Mac on the porch. With a quick look there had to have been at least nine or ten completely carvings, with two or three more behind what she could easily see.

"Eeyup," Big Mac replied as he finished off the statue he had been working on when Pinkie had come trotting over.After adding the new one to his collection Big Mac got up and off the porch, making his way towards Pinkie. She followed after him and the two of them trotted in complete silence until they entered the orchard, soon finding themselves in front of the tree that had a heart carved into it.

"Why are we here?" Pinkie asked, tentatively looking at the heart that was carved into the bark of the tree. She was actually kinda scared of it now that her and Big Mac were going to talk about what they were going to be for each other. Either they ended up carving their names into the tree again, or they would scratch out the heart entirely, and the thought of it was scaring Pinkie half to death. Big Mac didn't respond, but instead he stepped up to the tree and began scratching something into it. When he was done Big Mac stepped out of the way, allowing Pinkie to see what he had done.

"Do you want to add your name?" Big Mac asked, nodding his head towards the heart, which now had his name in it, but nothing below it. He offered the hoof knife to Pinkie so she could make the choice herself, and she hesitantly accepted it. During the entire time she was thinking Pinkie wasn't preparing herself for something like this. She was ready for a calm talk about their feelings for each other, not a full on commitment like this, but she knew that it would be a smart thing to do for the  foal...

"Okay..." Pinkie said slowly, her heart quickly kicking into high gear as she took the knife, sliding the holder onto her right hoof. She moved as slowly as possible towards the tree, hoping that she wasn't going to mess up as she scratched in her own name. When she met the resistance of the tree Pinkie's mind began coming up with wild ideas of how things could go wrong. The knife could snap against the tree and fly into Big Mac's neck! Or it could go into the tree and she'll find out it was a prized possession! Oh, there were just so many things that could go wrong right now!

"Pinkie?" Big Mac asked as he shook Pinkie back to reality, "Pinkie!"

"Huh, wha?" Pinkie said, her mind lurching back to what was going on as Big Mac let go, a very worried look on his face, "What happened?"

"You zoned out after you etched your name in, and now, well..." Big Mac trailed off as the two of them looked at the tree, a large zigzag pattern all the way down the side, "It looks like Zorro just attacked the tree in anger. While he was drunk. And really tired"

"Sorry..." Pinkie said quietly, feeling embarrassed about defacing the tree in a insane way. She was pretty sure that even Zorro the masked Stallion wouldn't do something that crazy with a knife, but it did look nice, in a strange way. Big Mac had also seemed to view it the same way after staring at it for a bit.

"Oh well," Big Mac said as he tore his eyes off Pinkie's accidental masterpiece, "What should we do now?" Pinkie looked away towards the tree, just the sight of it making her think deeply. Normally she would suggest getting married, but just seeing the tree made her really debate what they would do next. She knew Mac would go along with pretty much anything she says, which means it only matters what she wants. Thing is though, not even she knew what she wanted. Did she want to have Big Mac as a husband right now, or did she want to wait? Would she like having Big Mac as her special somepony?

"I'm not really sure, to be honest..." Pinkie said slowly as she looked at the ground directly below her. She felt useless, but she couldn't come up with any idea of what they were going to do now. Although, Big Mac wasn't helping with any ideas himself, so their relationship was already off to a rough start. Things were seemingly getting worse until Big Mac remembered the earrings they had.

"What if we got married soon?" Big Mac suggested, making Pinkie's cheeks turn a dark red. Even though Pinkie was an extremely carefree and free spirited pony, getting asked for her hoof in marriage in such a strange way was very unexpected. She knows that they had gotten married in the other universe, but now that it was happening right here, and right now, she was completely caught off guard.

"Would you be okay with something like that?" Pinkie asked shyly, a little nervous about it herself.

"Eeyup," Big Mac said calmly, which was just his normal facade, "But I am a bit nervous about it. I mean, we would be tying the knot, and we'd be together for the rest of out lives..." Mac's words quickly changed the mood from oddly romantic to extremely scary. If they did get married they would be together, no matter what, til death do us part. They would be each other's to the grave.

"Will everypony else be okay with this?" Pinkie asked, feeling a bit more confident now.

"I would think so," Big Mac replied honestly, "It's hard to tell with someponies"

"So, are we engaged now?" Pinkie asked slowly, wondering what happens now. She's only been on the other side of a wedding, never the main attraction at one. Big Mac thought about it and gave her a nod to her before trotting off towards the end of the orchard.

"Where are you going?" Pinkie asked, trotting after her new fiance a she thought about where he might end up going. There were plenty of places he could go, but which of them would Big Mac pick first? He could be going to see family, but he might also just be going to sit alone for a bit as he lets it all sink in. That suddenly gave Pinkie an idea. She still had to let her own family, and the Cakes, know that she was going to be getting married. They would be so exited by the news she couldn't wait to tell them!

"I was actually going to tell Gra-" Mac had started to say before Pinkie jumped forwards, kissing him on the lips suddenly before she ran off, leaving him alone in his confusion, "What was that for?" As he slowly got up and recovered Pinkie was running down the road to Ponyville, her mind already coming up with wedding ideas. Now that it was a fact, and she'd accepted it, Pinkie couldn't wait for her wedding day to come around!

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