TheGentlecoltAlex

         Snow drifted down past Fluttershy’s nose as she stared across her blanketed front garden. Snowdrifts softly lit red and green by the gently flashing lights strung up from her porch stood as silent sentinels watching over the path to her door. Wiping away the stray flakes, she took a sip from the steaming mug in her hands before tightening her thick scarf to stave away the creeping cold.         Fluttershy loved these still winter nights, far away from the bustle and noise of a still celebrating Ponyville. Her cottage stood at her back, completely dark, save for the gentle twinkling of their Hearths Warming tree reflecting the

Standing alone upon the quiet porch of his farmhouse Macintosh watched as the sun rose over the horizon to bathe the land in its bright rays. The purple clouds decorating the mountain top giving birth to a new day. To the red farmer this was nothing new, he’d seen it a hundred times before, but that never made the sight any less beautiful. Once more he thought about how he needed to take a vacation to Canterlot one day and watch Princess Celestia raise the sun. But there was not time for a vacation now. Summer was fast approaching and that mean apple trees needed to be taken care of, and crops tended to. Indeed, even today looked like

 There she was. The most beautiful mare that he had ever lay his eyes on. She rarely visited the farm, but when she did the sun seemed to shine a little brighter and the birds sing a little louder. It was the way that she would brush her hair from her eyes when talking with Applejack, or when she raised a hoof to cover one of those beautiful, melodic giggles.        He remembered the first time he had seen her. Applejack had brought her to the farm during that whole mess with the Flim Flam Brothers. He hadn’t taken the time to truly notice any of his sister’s friends during the struggle to keep his farm but when he saw her, trul

        Fluttershy’s feet glided across the dance floor nervously, her arms wrapped around the neck of the gentle giant that had brought her there. She kept her eyes down towards the floor, unable to look up at him still, even after months of dating she simply couldn’t bring herself to look into his soft emerald eyes for more than a moment. From the day that Applejack had first introduced them on a blind date she has been very cautious around him. Even more so than she was with any other person she’d met in Ponyville. She never spoke more than a few words at a time to him and even when she did her voice was always so soft

 The bustling market street was noisy that day, not that the center of Ponyville wasn’t always loud with the sounds of various mares and stallions haggling over prices for their wares, but today it just seemed like everypony was trying to yell over each other. Big Macintosh didn’t mind though. If being bombarded with a little noise was the only price he had to pay to spend this afternoon with Fluttershy, he would gladly pay it. With winter slowly coming to an end, the various vendors of Ponyville were trying to sell off the last of their wares before the new produce was ripe for the coin making. This is why the market was so chaot

Children come I have a tale of two Pony's who Love will unveil Love is fun and Love is good Love can change you into good But Love can change and Love can turn so turn and turn and with a spin a Discord triumph for the win The snow crunched beneath their hooves as they slowly made their way around the lake. Light grey clouds hid direct sunlight from the earth and gave the landscape a flat appearance. A heavy wind blew across the lake, making the already frost air frigid. Fluttershy was tightly bundled up to protect herself from the cold. With two thick coats, a long woolen scarf wrapped tightly around her neck and rubber snow bo

The wind whistled silently through the trees; whispering the secrets of another day away, into the light of the setting sun. Macintosh trudged slowly down the familiar dirt path, his head hung. His sore muscled stretching and screaming achingly with each step. It had been a tough harvest this year. The elements had been harsh on their crops. First, the sun had refused to be obscured by the clouds of the weather patrol, causing almost everything on their farm to dry out and wither. Then, a dry brush fire had caught in the orchard and they had barely managed to save half of their trees. And to finish everything off, a malfunction in the weathe

 "Ow" Big Macintosh grunted as the comb pulled at a tangle. "Well maybe if you brushed your mane a little more often you wouldn't have so many knots." Fluttershy teased as she lightly tapped his head with her brush. "There ain't no need to when applebuckin'." he grumbled as she resumed straightening out his unruly mane. Once again it was Nightmare Night in Ponyville, not Fluttershy's favorite night of the year. It had always seemed so dark and scary to her even though she knew that the costumes and special effects were fake. They had spent the better part of the evening together at Fluttershy's cottage preparing for the night. The two had

 "Come on Macintosh you can do it. Push yourself. You're so close to the end. RUN!" These thoughts filled Big Macintoshes head as he charged through wooded area. Dodging branches and jumping rocks. He'd already lost any kind of lead he had but he was determined to see this course through to the end. All of this had started about a week ago; when he had decided to join in the Annual Running of the Leaves. ………………………………………………………………………… Summer had passed by without a hitch that year. The trees had grown