Somehow, Matt knew that a verbal fight with him and Applejack was inevitable. In some ways, Applejack knew this too. However, neither one expected the outcome which had transpired; an outcome that ended with a strong kick from Applejack, hitting Matt so hard that she drew blood from the unpredictable attack.

Matt was in shock; he couldn’t believe Applejack would do something like that. He felt bad for leaving her the way that he did, but he needed some time away to think, maybe even to let Applejack think. He can only hope his exit won’t be too prolonged; he’d hate to think what would happen if she went into labor while he was gone.

He sits on the bed of his good friend Queen Chrysalis, telling her the tale of how he ended up in her chambers, as she puts a bandage over his wounds. She listens intently at his words, feeling sad at each passing syllable.

“I’m so sorry, Matt.” Chrysalis said with regret in her voice, “I feel that this is all my fault.”

“Don’t blame yourself, Chrysalis.”

“I told you to keep our meetings a secret. If I allowed you to inform Applejack…”

“What’s done is done. In all honesty, I feel that this fight was a long time coming.”

“Why is that?” Chrysalis asks, finishing up with bandaging Matt. She sits down next to him, ready to listen to what he has to say. “I hardly think this…” she points to his wounds, “…was a long time coming.”

“Okay, maybe not the whole fight, but definitely what we said to each other. We just became so frustrated with how everything has turned out, that there was no outcome BUT a fight. I thought I could hold it in, but when she accused me of cheating…I don’t know…I got so mad.” He groans, burying his head in his palms. “Did I make the right decision in leaving her like that?”

“Don’t ask me…” she puts a caring hoof on his back, “…but you did say you needed some time apart. If it’s any consolation, I don’t mind that you’re here. I actually didn’t have that much planned tonight.” she chuckles. “If you want to stay for the night, you are more than welcome to do so.”

“Thanks…” he turns to her. Looking around the room, however, he does notice something is missing. “Do you have a couch?”

“I do not. How did you not know that? You’ve been coming here for the past few weeks.”

“I figured there was one in one of those splotches of darkness in the corners.”

“My bed is pretty big. It’s more than enough to fit the both of us. Don’t you worry; I’m not going to get fresh and put my hoof on your leg.” she giggles.

“I believe you, Chrysalis.” he weakly smiles, before looking down on the floor. “It’ll just be for the night. Then, I’ll go back to her, and see if we can work things out. I…miss her, you know?”

“I can see that.” she smirks.

“I shouldn’t have snapped at her like that.” he closes his eyes tightly, “I should have tried to reason with her calmly. Maybe it would have worked out if I did that.”

“That’s a lot of should, maybes and ifs. Like you said, what’s done is done. I’m sure things will work out, Matt. They got to.” She thinks, trying to figure out what can make him feel just a little bit better. “Hey…” she says, causing him to look over at her. “What do you miss most about Applejack?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“You said you miss her. What is it that you miss most about her?” she questions in a tone that confuses Matt.

“Why do you want to know, exactly?”

“It’s an honest question. I like hearing you talk about her. It’s very sweet.”

“In that case…” he smirks, “What DON’T I miss about her? I can’t just pinpoint one specific thing, because in truth, I miss everything about her. Her mane, her eyes, that voice; I miss running my hands through her coat, caressing her cheeks, and staring into those amazing green eyes.” he looks away, reminiscing about Applejack. “I miss holding her in my arms, giving her small kisses on the cheeks, before laying one final passionate one on the lips. I’d tell you what else I miss, but that’s a little more private.” he chuckles.

It’s during this reminiscing that he fails to notice Chrysalis changing into the form of the one he loves. The green flash passes by, and the transformation noise goes unheard. He turns to look back and sees not Chrysalis sitting before him, but a near perfect copy of Applejack. His smile immediately disappears, turning into an expression of confusion and disbelief.

“Chrysalis, that’s not funny.”

“Ah don’t like seein’ ya like this, Matt.” she speaks in a spot on representation of Applejack, “Ah just wanna make ya feel better.” she inches closer to him.

“Seriously.” he gets stern, “Stop that, right now.” he tries to inch away from her, running out of bed. “This is wrong. We’re friends…you’re in love with Celestia. I…”

“Shhh…it’s okay, Matt.” she puts a hoof on his chest, “It’s not gonna mean anythin’. Ya can pretend I’m her. We won’t talk about it…we won’t mention it; It’ll be like it never happened…” She leans forward, her lips hovering over his.

“I can’t do this to her. I’ve kept too many secrets as it is.” He feels her lips lightly brush his cheek. They feel exactly like Applejack’s. “No…I can’t…”

“It’s only for one night…sugarcube…”

“I…I…” he is on the cusp on not refusing. Though he knows this is not her, and merely a copy, all the love he feels for his wife is flowing from him. “AJ…” he whispers, putting his hand on her chest, feeling the delicate and soft coat. It’s almost enough to send him over the edge, and allow Chrysalis to make due on her offer.

Almost.

He looks down at her chest, noticing that one particular detail is missing; a detail that he remembers fondly, as he always runs his hands through it whenever he and Applejack would be in the throes of passion and love.

That fluff of fur that is normally present is nowhere to be found on Chrysalis’ copy.

Matt smiles, as he slowly moves his hand from her chest, and onto her lips; lightly pushing her away from him with all the gentleness he can muster. Chrysalis looks at him, wondering what she did wrong, and what he noticed.

“Matt? What’s wrong?”

“I…appreciate what you were trying to do. But, I can’t.” he says with confidence; his voice no longer filled with hesitance and worry. “I’m here because Applejack accused me of cheating on her. It would be hypocritical of me to say that I wasn’t, then out of frustration actually DO cheat on her.” he chuckles. “I love her too damn much to do that.”

He watches as Chrysalis processes what he just told her. After a series of thoughtful looks and shrugs that suggest she understood him, she then smiles that friendly and beautiful smile, showing off her fangs.

“Good to hear.” Chrysalis says, as she transforms back into her true self. “Who knows what would have happened, if you accepted my offer?”

Her cavalier attitude catches Matt off guard. She didn’t seem mad or disappointed, but…glad that he refused her. His eyes dart across every corner of the room, a common occurrence when his mind tries to make sense of shocking or strange events.

“Wait…” Matt starts to get it, “Were you…testing me?”

“Yep.” Chrysalis laughs, “I almost had you too. I felt your love pour into me; it was quite powerful. Of course, when you ceased being seduced, I then felt nothing at all. Tell me, what did I get wrong? You were looking at something very specific that made you stop.”

“I have to say, you always had a pretty spot on representation of Applejack. Except for one thing…” he presses his finger in the middle of her chest. “Applejack has a bit of fluff sticking out from her chest. It’s kind of a trademark for me.”

“I see…” she looks down at her chest, “Looks like I’m going to have to try a bit harder next time.”

“There won’t be a next time.” Matt shakes his head with a chuckle, “What were you going to do anyway, if I bought into your offer and tackled you to the bed?”

“Probably go through with it…then berate you for it later.”

“Not really much of a punishment if you ask me.”

“Trust me; it would have been a very unpleasant talk.”

The two share a chuckle as the awkwardness of the moment gradually dissipates. The amusement subsides, as they simply look at each other with a smile, and Matt puts a hand on her shoulder. Slowly, he pulls her in for a hug, much to her surprise, considering what she just did mere moments ago. She finds comfort in his embrace, while also trying to find out what brought it on. Perhaps he was being grateful to her hospitality, or maybe his appreciation of her friendship.

“What is this about?” she asks.

“Nothing.” Matt replies, “I just wanted a hug.”

“Your wife could use a hug far more.” she chortles.

“Believe me. When I get home tomorrow, she’s going to get one hell of a hug.”

“Not that I don’t like your hugs, myself…but maybe after the hug you can give her an even bigger reminder of how much you love her.”

“Don’t you worry; I have a plan. I just hope it works out.”

The embrace goes on for a while, and she feels him sigh in relaxation on her shoulder, before he finally says a word.

“Thank you, Chrysalis.” he whispers, as he removes himself. “You mind if I go to sleep?”

“Not at all. Go right on ahead. I still have a bit of reading to do.” she picks up the Daring Do book with her magic, floating it up in front of Matt. “I’m on the last few chapters.”

“It’s a good one.” Matt grins, “I think you’ll like how it ends.” He gets up, walking over to his side of the bed. As he lies down, Chrysalis floats a blanket over him. “See you tomorrow, Chrysalis.”

“See you.” she says, moving to a seated position on the bed to continue reading.

Matt turns over, with his back facing away from her, and closes his eyes. It takes a while to drift off into dreamland, but after hearing the sounds of Chrysalis flipping the pages of the book, he manages to relax, and finally go to sleep.

A light breeze flies through the crack of the window inside the bedroom of Matt and Applejack. The sunlight bleeds through the curtains, shining on Matt’s eyes, trying to wake him up from his slumber. It’s to no avail however, as he moves a little to the side, desperately clinging on to his rested state.

He can feel the weight of somepony crawling on the bed; not opening his eyes to see who it is, but can take a few guesses.

Then, he feels it, the soft and gentle caress of lips on his cheek, giving him small yet love filled kisses, before hovering over his ear.

“It’s time to wake up, sugarcube.” Applejack whispers with a hint of seduction.

“Am I dreaming?” Matt asks.

“Open your eyes, and find out.” she says, maintaining her prior tone.

Matt slowly opens his eyes, to peer into the lovely emerald green orbs that are Applejack’s eyes. He smiles, as she leans downwards for a kiss on the lips. He savors the contact, as it feels all too real to be just a dream.

“Oh AJ…” he says in-between lip locks, “I missed you so much.”

“So did ah. Ah have been waiting for this moment for a long time.”

Matt runs his hands through her mane, traveling along her body, feeling every single inch and curve of her. She moans with pleasure and he places his hand on her chest, moving it downwards to her…flat stomach. He looks down, noticing the lack of pregnancy on her.

This has to be a dream, but it still feels as real as ever.

“Your stomach.” he says, looking back up at her. “Where’s the foal?”

“It’s in the next room sleeping.” she responds kindly.

“What is it? Filly or colt?”

“How about we finish what we started, then ah will show you mahself?” she goes back down, kissing his neck.

He couldn’t say no to her. The sensation is too strong for him to refuse. He sighs with a great deal of satisfaction, dropping the questions, and letting her do whatever she wants to his body. He turns his head to the side, as her lips and tongue slaver his neck; something he is familiar with whenever they would chose a more…wild night of lovemaking.

As he looks over at the window, he sees an odd sight; the sky is darkening. The light is cut off, as the room slowly turns to blackness.

“AJ?” he says, but receives no reply. “AJ? What’s going…”

He turns, expecting to see her. Except…there is nopony to be found. He finds himself laying in darkness. Immediately, in a state of panic, he gets up, looking over his surroundings, trying to gauge what is happening.

Soon, a bright blue light shines in front of him, making him shield his vision from the violent rays. As it dies down, he looks to see the figure of somepony he has not seen in so long.

Princess Luna. She walks towards him with a stance of might and royalty; probably milking this entrance as best as she possibly could. It’s working on the human, as he stands there, frozen at the sight of her.

“Princess?” he stares in bewilderment, “What...”

“Am I doing here? That’s what you’re going to ask, right?”

“Y-Yeah. I don’t dream about you, so…”

“I am fully aware of what you dream about, Mr. Williams.” she says with a small chuckle, “I know I am never involved with your little fantasies.”

“You make it sound like I have a lewd mind.”

“Perhaps ‘fantasies’ is too strong a word. I have to admit, you do have some of the more…pleasant dreams.” She walks past him, staring out into the darkness. “Embracing your wife lovingly; kissing her on the beach, or at home. It’s quite nice. I even manage to catch a superhero dream you had with her. It gave me quite the chuckle.” she chortles at the thought.

“You didn’t answer my question, though.” Matt interrupts. “How are you here?”

“Being a Princess of the night can be a little…lonely.” she says sullenly, “While there are some that walk the castle grounds, or in the city of Canterlot, most of the Equestrians choose to sleep. Drifting off into their dreams, rather than travel during the night. Being who I am however has certain benefits. Mainly, I can go into the dreams of anypony…” she turns to Matt, “…and anybody I so desire. Normally, I observe; other times, I guide.”

“Have you ever come across any…”

“Yes I have, Mr. Williams; and before you ask, yes…sometimes I have my…indulgences. But, what I do or do not experience is not the reason why I am here. I am here because of Applejack.”

Matt’s joking smile disappears into something more serious. An expression of worry and concern adorns his face, as the mere mention of Applejack possibly being in danger makes him afraid.

“What do you mean? Is she okay?”

“Not entirely.”

“Is she in labor? I have to go!”

“Don’t wake up, Matt. She is not in labor. Physically, she is fine. This matter is entirely on her dreams.”

Matt’s ears perk at the thought of her dreams. He remembers that long ago, she had nightmares that kept her from sleeping properly. Have they returned?

“What does she dream about?”

“She has been experiencing nightmares for the past couple of weeks. I have tried my best to keep her calm and collected. But this one…this one involves you.” she stares at him in judgment, “Have you hurt her? Said anything to her recently that suggests you do not love her?”

“What? No! I would never say that! I love her! What is she dreaming about? Tell me!”

Luna can see the truth in his eyes. It pains her to think about what she must do next. She walks closer to Matt, placing a hoof on his shoulder.

“Perhaps…this is something you must see for yourself.”

Luna closes her eyes, concentrating, as suddenly, her eyes open, revealing a bright blue light that engulfs Matt’s sight. It’s a blinding and paralyzing shine, leaving Matt with nothing to do but stand there and wait for it to pass.

Soon, the light dissipates, and Matt’s vision begins to clear. He finds himself and Luna in yet another void of darkness. However, unlike his, where it was silent, there is the faintest hint of noise coming from behind him. Not just any noise, though; it’s the sound of a voice…an angry voice…

Matt’s voice.

Matt turns around to see himself, staring down a small filly, yelling at her with a great deal of frightening intensity.

“That’s right! Cower! Cower like the filly you are!” this evil version of Matt yells, “You don’t deserve a man like me!”

“What the hell?” Matt silently says, “Why the hell is Applejack dreaming of me yelling at a filly?”

“That’s not just any filly, Matt.”

Matt looks closer at the filly. She has a orange coat, a blonde mane, and her cutie mark is that of three apples.

This is Applejack.

“Applejack…” he practically whispers, “Why…” Matt’s eyes widen at the revelation, and the thought of himself yelling at her this way brings tears to his eyes. His fist clenches, wanting to beat his own self up to a bloody pulp.

“I do not know. Perhaps this is something you must figure out on your own.”

“Can I interact with her?”

“Yes. I will stand in the shadows, maintaining the connection. I will do my best to not listen to what you two have to say.”

“That’s okay, Luna. You can listen if you wish.” He nods to her, beginning his trek to save Applejack from…well…himself.

“You can’t even take care of yourself!” this version of him shouts, “You couldn’t even save your parents! What makes you, a useless little runt such as yourself, think that you can take care of a foal?! Answer me!”

“Matt…please…” filly Applejack whimpers. Her voice is small and strained, nothing like her real voice. “Stop yellin’…”

“I can do what I want, bitch!” he roars, raising his fist.

“Matt, no!” she hides her face with her hooves.

Before he could bring his fist down, the real Matt powers into the scene, tackling evil Matt to the ground. Screaming with all the fury in his being, he pummels his twin with a flurry of punches. He couldn’t even think of talking to Applejack like that, and to see that she dreams of him treating her badly makes his heart want to sink into the pit of his stomach. He pounds this horrible and vile individual into the ground, slowly but surely smashing his face into oblivion, until there’s nothing left but a headless corpse.

He catches his breath, as he watches the lifeless body of his evil self dissipate into the blackness. All he can hear now is the pained sobs of filly Applejack. He turns to her, seeing her little body buried into itself, curled up tightly as tears pour down her hooves and onto the floor.

“Hey…” Matt says softly. “AJ…” he sees her flinch. “No, no. It’s okay. It’s me…it’s Matt.”

Gradually, Applejack peeks from behind a hoof, to see the friendly face of Matt looking directly at her. She hides her face again.

“Go away. Don’t hurt me!”

“I’m not going to hurt you. That Matt is gone. I’m the real Matt. You know me, AJ. I would never hurt you.” he brings his arms out, waiting for an embrace, and using his hands to beckon her to him. “Come here. Let me hold you…”

She peaks again, seeing no hostile intentions towards her. She looks into his eyes, catching that familiar feeling of happiness and love. She can sense the real Matt in him. She is confused; how is the real Matt in her dream? Is she just dreaming this wonderful, friendly version of her husband up, or is he telling the truth? She uncurls, slowly walking to him with caution.

“That’s it…” Matt says, “Come on…”

She gets closer to him, at enough reach for Matt to gently put his hands on her. She flinches again at first, but his soft touch comforts her, soon allowing him to put his whole hands on her.

“There we go…” Matt smiles, as he scoops her up in his arm, cradling her and caressing her cheeks. He looks over her appearance, as she continues to stare at him with trepidation, but also curiosity. “Wow…” he exhales, “You’re really adorable as a filly.” He watches her blush, looking away from him. “This does present a bit of a problem, though.”

“What is it?” she asks softly, still not looking at him.

“I want to kiss you…but you’re a little young for me.” he chuckles. To his surprise, she chuckles as well. “You mind…um…getting older for me?”

“Maybe…” she replies, still very quiet. Slowly she turns her head back to him, tears in her eyes; coming to the realization that it truly is Matt. “How are ya here?”

“Princess Luna…she told me you were having a nightmare. I couldn’t stand by and watch that…monster talk to you like that.” he places a hand on her small but chubby cheek, “I would never talk to you like that. Never. You know that, right?” She doesn't answer as his thumb lightly brushes her. “Why were you having a dream like this?"

"The fight we had..." she starts to respond, "...it was awfully scary. "

"It certainly was. I had no idea you could yell like that. It scared the crap out of me." he chortles, trying to make light of it. Unlike the last time, though, she doesn't respond in amusement. "Hey, how come you didn't answer me?" he watches as she glances up at him. "I would never try to hurt you, nor would I ever talk to you like that."

"Ah..." she sniffles, "Ah know...it was a stupid dream, anyway. Ah don't know what's wrong with me."

"There's nothing wrong with you. You were having a nightmare, nothing more." he looks over her appearance some more, "So, um...why do you look like a filly?”

“This…” she hesitates, “This is how ah feel.” A tear drops down her cheek, splashing against Matt’s thumb. “I’ve been feelin’ so weak and helpless…”

“Hey…” his arms tighten, “You’re not weak and helpless. You’re strong. You have a foal inside of you; that is something I cannot do.” he smiles, “You're making it look effortless. It's quite graceful.”

“Ah wish ah could say that your words are helping, but...ah can't. I’m so scared, Matt. I’m scared about what is gonna happen. Ah feel like I’m not ready for this; that ah am completely unprepared.”

“You think I feel prepared for this? Hell, I’m as unprepared as you are. It’s scary, I understand that, but I will always be at your side.”

“But, you’re not here now.”

“I know.” he says, voice laced with regret. “I should be, but after…”

“Matt…” she reaches a hoof out, touching the spot where she hit him. While in the dream, his face is spotless, but he can still feel the pain of his injury. “Ah should never have done that. Ah should have listened to you. What you were tellin’ me sounded like the truth, but….somethin’ inside of me was tellin’ me that you were lyin’.” She sobs, “Ah am so sorry.”

“AJ…” Matt’s eyes begin to water, “It’s okay…”

“No it’s not! Ah hurt you! Ah pushed you away, and said those awful things to ya! Ah accused you of things ya didn’t do, and ah hit ya! You deserve better than me!”

“No, I don’t! Nothing is better than you, AJ! You are everything to me. You…and the foal.”

“Where are you, right now?”

“I’m in Canterlot.”

“With Chrysalis?”

“AJ…”

“No…ah get it.” She shakes her head, in an attempt to convince him that she’s not accusing him. “She’s your friend. You’re best friend, maybe. Ya probably told her about what happened, and she tried to make you feel better. Probably turned herself into me and everythin’.”

“Um…no…not really.” Matt says, chuckling on the inside. “You know if she did something like that, I would refuse, right?”

Applejack looks back up at him, seeing the truth.

“Ah know. Still, if ya did…ah wouldn’t have blamed ya.”

“Why would I ever cheat on you, AJ? We went through a rough patch. Every couple does. It’s not like we were going to be exempt from such things.”

“But it shouldn’t have happened to us. We were happy and in love. But, me and mah stupid brain got in the way of it.”

“You’re not stupid.”

“Of course ah am. I’m stupid…I’m stupid and scared.” She buries her head in his chest, “Aren’t ya scared? At all?”

“More than you know.”

“How come?”

“Look, when all is said and done, I think you’re going to be a great Mother; that much is certain. But…to be honest…and I think I’ve said this before, but…I don’t think I’m father material. I know I had good parents, but I don’t know if that’s going to rub off of me. I don’t know if I’m going to be good, or if the foal is going to hate my guts. I’ll do everything I can, but…I’m warning you right now, I might have a few hiccups along the way.”

“No…ah don’t believe that. You’re gonna be a great dad. You’re gonna see it grow, see it walk and talk for the first time, teach it to read and write, take it to school, watch it get a marefriend or a colt friend, go to college, get married…”

“You’ll be right there with me for that.” Matt smiles. However, something is wrong. Applejack isn’t responding. “AJ?” he moves her from his chest. She simply stares at him, filled with uncertainty. “You’ll be there too, right?”

“Matt…” she speaks in a gloomy tone, “Ah want you to promise me somethin’.”

Matt can see it in her eyes. He can tell she’s about to tell him something he doesn’t want to hear. Before she can say anything, he shakes his head.

“No…no don’t say that.”

“Promise me.” she pleads, “I’m afraid.”

“No. Don’t make me promise that.”

“I need ya to. Ya have to be prepared for it. Promise me; if somethin’ goes wrong…if there’s a complication…if you can only save one of us…”

Matt doesn’t want to hear the rest. He hugs her as tight as he can, interrupting her. The mere thought of what she’s suggesting is enough to reduce him to tears. Applejack can feel his teardrops fall on her shoulder, as she can hear him sob, while making attempts to compose himself.

“Don’t you dare complete that. Don’t you dare put that thought in my head.”

“Matt…”

“No! I refuse to believe that something like that can happen to you! You’re too wonderful for something so terrible! I almost lost you twice in my life, and that’s two times too many. I’m nothing without you, AJ. If I lose you…I’ll be gone.”

“That’s not true. You’ll have the foal.”

“The foal will be raised by nothing more than a shell.” he separates himself, staring at her. “You have taken everything from me; my heart…my soul…my entire reason for living. If you leave…so do I.”

“Oh…” she quietly says, putting a hoof on his chest, “Oh Matt…” She smiles at his words. Gradually, she reforms back into her normal self. “You have no idea…how much that means to me. Ah wish you were with me right now. Ah want yo hold ya in mah hooves, Ah want to feel your cheeks on mah chest. Ah want to hear your heartbeat once more.” Within moments, she is back to her usual state, sans pregnancy. “Ah love you…ah love you so much. Those things ah said at the house. Ah didn’t mean it. I’m sorry for doing that to ya.”

“No. I’m sorry for lying to you. I should have told you what I was doing. This is my fault as well.”

“It’s not! None of this would have happened if I didn't believe that stupid story!”

“What story?”

“The whole reason why we stopped sleepin’ together.” she blushes, “That story ah heard about intimacy causing premature birth. Ah talked to Lyra about it, and it wasn’t true.”

“It’s not?”

“Yes.”

“So…wait…all this time…we could have….”

“Yes!”

A pause between the two. Suddenly, Matt makes the first move. He brings Applejack closer, locking his lips with hers for a passionate kiss. Applejack lets out a surprised moan, as she more than welcomes his lips and his touch. This moment could go on forever, as the two lovers make up for lost time, even if it’s only in their shared dream. Once they separate, they open their mouths for heavy breaths.

“Oh mah…” Applejack exhales, “We waited too long to do that…” she looks around the dark void. “Too bad this is only a dream.”

“This doesn’t have to be a dream. I can wake up, and I’ll be there as soon as I can. That I can promise you.” He turns to the darkness, “Luna?”

Luna comes out, wiping tears from her eyes. She was obviously listening in on their conversation.

“Yes?”

“Sever the connection. I’ll be seeing Applejack real soon.”

“As you wish.”

Matt looks back at Applejack, moving a lock of hair off her face, before going in for another kiss.

“I’ll be there soon.”

“You better be.”

Suddenly, Applejack disappears, leaving Matt and Luna alone in the void. The connection has been severed. Matt gets up in a fast pace, placing a hand on Luna’s shoulder in thanks.

“Thank you.” he says gratefully.

“You’re welcome, Mr. Williams. I hope her next dreams are pleasant ones. Oh, and let me know how it goes.” She smirks. Her eyes then glow that now familiar blue, leaving Matt back to where he started; in the middle of an empty dream representation of his home.

However, it’s now time to wake up, and go home for real.

Chrysalis sits calmly in her bed, reading the last couple of pages of her Daring Do book, enraptured in the experience of finally finishing the story, so she can move on to the next exciting chapter. As she flips the page to the next, Matt suddenly shoots up beside her, startling her greatly.

“Ah!” she yelps, “You okay?”

“Yeah.” He says, getting out of bed in a hurry. “I got to get going.”

“What? Where are you off to?”

“I’m going back to Applejack. Listen, thanks for letting me stay for a little bit.”

“Sure, but…is everything alright?”

“Yep. Never better.” He slaps the band back on his wrist. “Thanks for everything.” He looks down at the band, “Home.”

FLASH! He’s gone. Chrysalis is stunned at how fast the conversation went. Soon, she shrugs, looking back at the book.

“Humans. Such a strange species.”

Applejack is fully awake; waiting in bed for Matt to arrive. Her body fully uncovered, she tries her best at making seductive poses. Unfortunately, her pregnant stomach is proving to be a detriment to trying to look alluring. She tries pose after pose, but it’s of no use. She sighs in disappointment.

“Ugh. Look at ya, AJ. He’s not gonna find this big ol’ belly attractive. You were all fit in the dream, but not here. This is probably a mistake. He’s going to walk right in, take one look at me, and…” Suddenly, Matt comes barging through the door, with a look of mad determination in his eyes. “Matt!” she yells in simultaneous shock and happiness.

He closes the door, and makes a dash for the bed. He hurriedly climbs on top of her, and gives her the most passionate kiss ever in all their lives. He starts moving himself into a more comfortable position, so she wouldn’t feel awkward, while still engaged in the lip lock. She moans with pleasure as their tongues dance furiously, and she puts her hooves under his shirt in a desperate attempt to take it off. He separates himself from her, pulling his shirt off, and going back down to feel his bare skin against her soft coat.

As he starts to roughly unbuckle his pants…she puts a hoof on his chest.

“Wait…wait…” she says, catching his attention. “Let’s…go slow, okay? Ah don’t want to rush it.”

“O-Okay.” Matt says, panting the words out.

He calms down, planting a small kiss on her lips, then another on her cheek, and another on her neck. She gasps, as she wraps her forelegs around him, and he wraps his arms around her. He feels around her body, and she feels around his, and they soon become entwined, refusing to let the other one go. He moves her over, so now she’s on top of him.

“Afraid I’ll crush ya?” Applejack jokes.

“Not at all.” he smiles, placing a hand on her cheek. After moments of caressing her, she comes down for another slow, yet passionate kiss.

They have a lot of time to make up for.

Author's Notes:

No more seriousness for a while. Time to go back to light hearted antics, shall we?