I was laying in bed with Vinyl when I heard a knock at the door. “Hold on!” I got up and got dressed. When I went to answer the door I already saw Peter closing it. “Um hi?” I looked at him. He sat down on the couch and looked at me.

“Applejack has a crush on me dosint she?” I looked at him for a moment then nodded.

“Eeyup. What gave it away?” He put up his hands.

“Well for one she stares at me and my apples as if im god, two she blushes like a mad woman every time I talk, and three she was feeling up my leg in the car.” He glared at me.

“Hehehehe and you think I knew that was going on?” He nodded and poked me in the chest (FUCKING OW).

“I know damn well you knew.” He growled. “Do you know how much it took out of me to not get excited? Connor was making fun of me the whole way!” He baled his fist and raised it. I got a evil look on my face and held up my hand with the rock on pose.

“Don’t start.” I mumbled. He stared at me for a moment then sighed putting his fist down.

“What am I going to do?” I looked at him as  if he where the biggest idiot on the face of the world.

“Really?” I raised a eyebrow at him. “You get some! Your a farmer, she’s a farmer and of course you both love apples! What else do you do?” He looked at me then started thinking.

“Hmm your right.” I nodded face-palming.

“Its what Connor did with Dash.” Vinyl walked out of the bedroom dressed. “So why not?” It was there we all agreed.

“Right then! Go get your girl Peter!” He nodded and left. Vinyl leaned agents me.

“They grow up so fast.” We both laughed. “Now where were we?” She grabbed the collier of my shirt and dragged me into the bedroom.

“You are a very active you know that?” I grinned as we fell back into bed.

(Third person view.)

Peter walked up to the door of his room a bit uncomfortable about what he was about to do, he opened the door and ducked down so he could fit into the room. “Well hey there sugarcube. What took ya?” Applejack was sitting on the bed trying to find out how to set up ‘Sorry’.

“Sorry had to talk with Damien about something, um you need a hand there?” He walked over to the bed and took a knee.

“That would be helpful, thank ya kindly.” Peter started setting up the game the right way.

“What color do you want to be?” Peter looked up at her putting the blue ones on his side.

“Im thinkin I want to be red!” She grabbed the red pieces and placed them on the board the same way Peter did when he set his up. He picked up a card that had a 5 on it.

“Your turn.” He set the card down and looked at Applejack.

“But arnt ya supposta move one of your pieces?”

Peter shook his head. “You need a one or two to move. If you get a 2 you get to go again.” She nodded and picked up a card. She grinned and held it out to Peter. “A two, nice job.” He smiled at her. She turned red and put the card down and moved her piece two spots then picked up another card.

“A one. So I move my piece another space?”

Peter shook his head. “The best plan would to take a piece out and put it behind you other piece, you need a plan when you use these cards.” She nodded and moved one of her pieces onto the field. “Now its my turn.” He picked up a card that had a sorry on it. He grinned and picked up one of his pawns and put it next to the one by her color’s start and put her’s back in its start.

“What the hay was that for!?” She turned red but this time in anger.

“Its what the sorry card dos, you can take one of your pawns and replace it with one of the other players pawns sending them back to start.” He grinned, she looked like she was about to pop with rage.

“That isent fair! This game is stupid! I mean what kinda pony makes a game where that could hap-” She was intrupted by a kiss from Peter, She changed to a different kind of red that burned a bit brighter. The kiss lasted 5 seconds before he broke away, his face almost as red as hers.

“Better?” He whispered. She nodded and the game went on. Applejack was one pawn away from winning when Peter got another sorry card and grinned. “ Sorry Applejack.” He took her pawn closest to her home and put his down then placed hers in her starting zone.

“WHAT THE HAY!? THAT AINT FAIR!” She kept raging for about 2 minutes until Peter sighed and grabbed her shoulder. “WHAT!?” She turned to him and again was kissed by Peter. This lasted longer and he was more into it. He soon stopped and looked at her.

“Want to play a different game?”

“Only if this ‘game’ involves you taking your shirt off.” She winked at him, he grinned and took off his sweater reviling the large scar on his chest. “Is that from...?” He nodded seeing the shocked look on her face.

“The Grate Gray Wolf Sif. Im assuming Damien told you the story?” She nodded. “Well let’s not let this old thing keep us from our ‘game’. To be honest I look bad-ass with this thing.” She giggled and stood up and kissed him. They fell back into the bed, knocking the game of ‘Sorry’ on the floor. Next Chapter: Another Flashback Story Estimated time remaining: 15 Minutes