Love Me Like You Do

The hours seemed to slip by unnoticed, as they lost themselves in the simplicity of each other’s company. The day had been full—a whirlwind of karaoke, impromptu grocery shopping, and a romantic dinner at a fine dining restaurant Rainbow had carefully reserved for them.

The evening had started with a quiet elegance that Applejack hadn't expected from Rainbow—dim candlelight flickering on the table, soft music playing in the background, and an intimate atmosphere that felt worlds away from the usual hustle and bustle of their everyday lives. Applejack had been a little surprised at first. Rainbow Dash wasn’t exactly the type to do things by the book, yet here they were, sitting across from each other at a table draped in white linen, with a menu of gourmet dishes that looked as if they’d been prepared by the finest chefs

The night called for something special, something outside the usual, though neither of them usually dressed up, there was an unspoken effort between the—one that balanced their natural personas with a refined touch, a quiet nod to the significance of the evening. If there were ever a time to make an effort, it was tonight.

Applejack’s look stayed true to her roots, just with a bit more polish. She wore a fitted golden tan vest over a deep red blouse, its sleeves neatly rolled up to her elbow. A bolo tie with an apple-shaped silver and red clasp added a rustic charm to accessorize the look, subtly matching the apple engravings on her belt and boots.

Her high-waisted, boot-cut dark blue denim jeans hugged her hips and shaped her long, tall legs perfectly before flaring slightly over her cowboy boots. The boots—rich brown with intricate apple engravings along the sides—matched the ornate silver buckle of her belt, a sturdy yet sophisticated piece that felt just as much a part of her as her hat. Rather than her usual well-worn one, she opted for a newer, slightly refined version—still undeniably hers, but this one bore an engraved apple design along the band, tying in subtly with the details of her vest and boots. It sat atop her head, a familiar weight, though her hair was styled differently than usual.

Her blonde hair, instead of her signature braid, were left loose, neither straight nor curly but falling in soft, natural waves that framed her face effortlessly. She wore no makeup, Her freckles, usually hidden under the brim of her hat, were in full display, shine naturally under the illumination of the warm glow of the restaurant lights.

Looking at her well-dressed girlfriend, Rainbow conquered a blush painting across her face. Even tho she, herself didn’t do as bad.

Rainbow Dash had put more thought into her outfit than she’d admit, balancing her usual edge with something put-together. She wore a dark navy denim waistcoat—so deep it was almost black—left unbuttoned over a crisp white button-down. The shirt was nearly tucked in, though she left the top few buttons undone, keeping things relaxed yet confident.

Over this, she threw on a sleek black leather jacket, subtly detailed with apple engravings along the cuffs and hem—in intentions to match with Applejack’s. Her dark slacks were tailored but comfortable, structured enough to look sharp yet loose enough on the ankle for ease of movement.

For footwear, she kept it practical with athletic-inspired combat boots—sleek black leather, well-worn but effortlessly cool. The laces were slightly undone at the top—not messy, just effortlessly cool—giving off that signature ‘I didn’t try too hard, but I still look awesome.’ energy.

Accessories weren’t usually her thing, but tonight, she made a few exceptions to enhance the balance of the final product. A thin silver chain rested at her collarbone, and a few simple rings adorned her fingers.

Her wild, streaked hair was pushed back, the fiery colors catching the dim candlelight. Unlike Applejack’s natural look, she leaned into a grunge aesthetic, lightly lining her rosed magenta eyes with deep-toned shadow, the smokey-eye effect making them even more striking.

Even dressed up, they still looked like themselves—just with a little extra effort, for the night, and maybe, just a little, for each other.

Rainbow was the one who had picked and structured everything out, of course, guiding Applejack through the evening with her usual carefree confidence. Applejack wasn’t the type to go for fancy meals, but tonight felt different. Every course was more than just food; it was a carefully crafted experience. The roasted lamb was tender, the wine smooth, and the dessert—a decadent chocolate mousse—melted in her mouth like a dream.

Rainbow, ever the charmer, made her usual jokes, but there was a softness to her tonight, a quiet intensity that Applejack noticed as the evening wore on. It wasn’t just the grand setting or the fancy food—it was the way Rainbow looked at her, as if she had planned every detail of this moment for months, as if every part of the night was designed to make Applejack feel special, to let her know just how much she meant. For once, Rainbow seemed to embrace the more delicate moments, her usual bravado melting into a warmth that Applejack wasn’t used to seeing, but certainly appreciated.

Applejack could see how much effort Rainbow had put into this evening—not just the dinner, but the entire day—and her heart swelled with affection. The grand gesture spoke volumes in ways words couldn’t capture. Even though Rainbow’s world was often filled with fast-paced adventure and loud, vibrant moments, tonight had felt quieter, more meaningful, with Rainbow creating an atmosphere that seemed to say, ‘this is us, here, now.’

Applejack smirked, setting down her wine glass as she leaned forward slightly. “Y’know, sugarcube, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were tryin’ to woo me.”

Rainbow scoffed, but there was a cocky glint in her eye. “Trying? AJ, please. I’m winning.”

Applejack chuckled, shaking her head. “That so? ‘Cause far as I can tell, you’ve been butterin’ me up all day, and I ain’t even had to lift a finger.” She tilted her head, her voice turning honeyed. “Almost feels like ‘I’m’ the one winnin’ here.”

Rainbow leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms with a playful smirk. “Pfft, as if. You think I planned all this just to let you take the lead? Nah, AJ, this is all part of my master plan.”

Applejack raised a brow. “That right? What’s the endgame, then?”

Rainbow shrugged casually, but there was a flicker of something deeper behind her eyes. “Guess you’ll just have to stick around and find out.”

Applejack held her gaze, the easy teasing settling into something heavier, something warm. “Reckon I just might,” she murmured, a slow smile tugging at her lips.

Rainbow’s smirk softened, and for a moment, the air between them felt charged—like that split second before a race started, before a storm rolled in, before a moment changed into something else entirely.

Applejack exhaled, breaking the tension with a knowing chuckle. “Still don’t mean you’re winnin’.”

Rainbow grinned. “Oh, I will be. Just you wait.”

Applejack laughed, shaking her head. “We’ll see ‘bout that, Dash.”

Rainbow winked. “Bet on it.”

But despite the opulence of the night, despite the laughter and the food, there was an electricity in the air. It was the quiet undercurrent of something bigger, something Rainbow had been building toward all day. Applejack could feel it. She knew there was still more to come, a grand finale that was just beginning to unfold.

——

They were now in the car, the faint hum of the engine mixing with the soft sounds of the radio in the background. It was 8 p.m., but the night was still young, and the stars had just begun to twinkle overhead. The city lights flickered in the distance, but Rainbow drove with purpose, taking roads that led further away from the usual bustle.

Applejack leaned back in her seat, letting out a content sigh. “I’m plum grateful, RD. Thanks for takin’ me to that fancy dinner,” she said, exaggerating her accent just a bit with a teasing smirk. “Reckon I feel a little like Granny Smith after a Sunday feast.”

Rainbow snorted, shaking her head as she tapped her fingers against the steering wheel. “Well, don’t go fallin’ asleep on me just yet, old-timer. We’re not done.”

Applejack raised a brow. “Oh? And what exactly do you have up your sleeve this time?”

Rainbow’s grin widened, that signature cockiness laced with something softer, something almost—dare Applejack say it—nervous? “Wouldn’t be much of a grand finale if I just told you, now would it?”

Applejack chuckled, shifting in her seat to get a better look at her. “Y’know, for all that talk ‘bout winnin’, ya sure are takin’ the scenic route. You sure ‘you’ know where we’re goin’?”

Rainbow scoffed, shooting her a playful glare. “Please. I know exactly where we’re going. Question is—are you ready for it?”

Applejack smirked, arms crossing as she leaned back, all easy confidence. “Dash, I was born ready. But if this is another one of your ‘betcha can’t’ schemes, I will remind ya that I win those nine times outta ten.”

Rainbow’s eyes glinted as she pressed a little harder on the gas, the car smoothly picking up speed. “Oh, don’t you worry, AJ. This isn’t a bet.” She shot Applejack a sideways glance, her smirk deepening. “This is a challenge.”

Applejack felt the thrill of anticipation buzz through her chest, the competitive spark between them burning just as hot as the underlying warmth in Rainbow’s voice.

She rolled her eyes fondly but couldn’t keep the grin off her face. “Well, now ya got my attention. Guess I’ll just have to see if you can actually impress me.”

Rainbow laughed, turning onto a road that stretched into the open night. “Oh, trust me, I will. Just you wait.”

——

The minutes stretched on, and with every passing mile, Applejack’s curiosity only grew. She wasn’t one to get antsy, but the way Rainbow was keeping this whole thing under wraps was starting to get to her.

She drummed her fingers against her thigh, eyes flicking from the road to Rainbow, then back again. The trees outside blurred past in dark silhouettes, the headlights carving a narrow path through the night.

"Alright, Dash, you’ve had your fun. Just how much longer am I supposed to be in suspense?" Applejack finally said, her voice laced with playful frustration.

Rainbow smirked but kept her eyes on the road. "Wouldn’t be a surprise if I told ya, now would it?"

Applejack huffed. "C’mon now, we been drivin’ for a while, and I ain’t got the faintest clue where we’re headin’. Least give me a hint."

Rainbow snorted, shaking her head. "If you actually paid attention to where we’re going, you’d get a clue, dumbass."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Real helpful, Dash. Real helpful."

The car took another turn, the road narrowing as the trees grew thicker. The city had completely disappeared behind them now, leaving only the night sky above and the winding road ahead.

It was quiet for a moment, save for the hum of the engine and the distant sound of crickets outside. Then Rainbow spoke, her voice lower this time, softer, but still carrying that same unwavering confidence.

"Just follow me through the dark, Applejack."

Applejack turned to her, brows furrowed. There was something about the way Rainbow said it, the way her voice held onto the words like a promise.

"Follow you through the dark?" she repeated, a little skeptical.

Rainbow glanced at her then, her eyes glinting in the dim glow of the dashboard lights. "Yeah," she murmured. "And i’ll take you past our satellites."

Applejack blinked, her breath hitching for just a second. The words sounded poetic, almost surreal, and they sent a small shiver down her spine. It wasn’t just the mystery of their destination anymore—it was the way Rainbow was looking at her, like she was guiding her somewhere far beyond the road, beyond the trees, beyond everything Applejack thought she knew.

She swallowed, trying to shake the sudden rush of warmth in her chest. "Take me past our satellites?" she echoed, feigning suspicion to cover the way her heartbeat had picked up. "Dash, you ain't lurin’ me to my death, are ya?"

Rainbow snorted. "Why the hell would I do that?" She turned her head just enough to flash her a grin, her teeth catching the faint glow of the dashboard. "Just trust me, okay? It's gonna be epic. Just trust me."

The car bounced over another bump in the road, and Applejack exhaled, shaking her head.

"I trust you, RD," she admitted. "But if this is some dumb prank, I swear I’m comin’ onto ya, asshole."

Rainbow just laughed, and the sound filled the small space between them, warm and easy, but carrying something else—something Applejack couldn't quite put her finger on.

Outside, the darkness stretched on, endless and unknown. But sitting there, with Rainbow’s hand firm on the wheel and that mischievous smirk still playing on her lips, Applejack realized she didn’t mind the uncertainty.

Even then if Rainbow took her on to an adventure to the darkness, the edge of the world, she didn’t fear. Applejack knows that wherever their going, wherever the map led, whenever the reach this destination, She knows that she’s safe and sound. The unknown didn’t feel so daunting—not when Rainbow was leading the way.

‘You can see the world you brought to life.’

It wasn’t just the night, or the place they were heading to—it was Rainbow herself that made it all worth it, she made the world turn into something like it’s worth the ride. It was the world she brought to Applejack's that made life worth living, making it seemed brighter with her in it, like she was the spark that made the dark parts of life more bearable, more beautiful. In a way, Rainbow had brought her life into Applejack’s world, had always been the one who lit up the world around her, turning every adventure, every moment with her, into something extraordinary. It wasn’t just about the destinations they’d traveled together.

And being with Rainbow, feels like nothing else mattered.

The road stretched on as the car hummed through the night, the headlights cutting through the dark like a beacon. The silence between them, thick and expectant, lingered in the air until Applejack, feeling the need for something familiar, reached over to the radio. With a gentle twist of the dial, the soft hum of static shifted into something melodic. Then, the opening chords of a familiar pop song filtered through the speakers, and Applejack’s fingers froze over the dial.

Rainbow's eyes flickered briefly to the dashboard, and her lips curled into a subtle smile. "This song, huh?" she murmured, her voice low, as though the lyrics were speaking for her. Applejack leaned back in her seat, the sound of the music filling the space between them, wrapping them in a moment of calm that felt like a perfect match for the world outside.

Applejack smiled softly, her gaze softening as she listened. The words felt like they were meant for them, even if neither of them had ever said them aloud.

"You know," Applejack started, her voice filled with a warmth she couldn’t quite hide, "I never took you for the kind to listen to love songs."

Rainbow chuckled, but there was something different in her tone—more tender, less teasing. "You’d be surprised what I’m into when I’m not in the mood to go full speed ahead," she said with a wink. "But, hey, when a song feels like it fits, you roll with it."

Applejack couldn’t help but laugh. "Yeah, I get that. This one… feels right. Kinda like it’s speaking to both of us." Her fingers lightly drummed along to the rhythm on the armrest.
As the song continued, the words seeped into the quiet space between them, painting an almost surreal picture of the night. The lyrics spoke of being pulled into someone’s world, of feeling weightless, of surrendering to a love that felt all-encompassing.

Rainbow's gaze flickered to Applejack, her fingers tightening on the wheel. For a brief moment, Applejack could see a hint of something more than just playful confidence in her eyes—there was something deeper, something that mirrored the very emotions that swirled in the air.

Applejack found herself caught in the raw intensity of the line. She could almost feel it in her chest, the weight of Rainbow's emotions layered in the simple beauty of the lyrics. Something that mirrored the very emotions that swirled in the air. She found herself thinking of the words from the song, the melody creating a feeling she couldn’t quite shake.

Applejack turned to her, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "Hey Rd, you really are somethin’ else. You’ve got this way of makin’ everything feel… well, like it’s worth the ride. Even the dark parts."

Rainbow’s lips quirked upward in that familiar, easy grin. "Yeah? I guess that’s just what I do." Her voice was casual, but there was something about the way she said it that made Applejack’s heart skip a beat. "But hey, that’s why I brought you out here, right? You’re never alone when I’m around." Her words were soft, and there was a sincerity in them that made Applejack’s chest tighten.

The words swirled in Applejack’s mind as the song played on, the lyrics blending perfectly with the moment. They were on the edge of something unknown, something magical—yet as long as Rainbow was by her side, it didn’t matter how dark it got. She was safe with Rainbow. They were together, and that was all that mattered.

Applejack leaned back into her seat, her gaze never leaving Rainbow. "I trust you, Dash," she said, her voice low but filled with warmth. "More than anything. Wherever you’re takin’ me, I know I’m safe. I’m with you."

Rainbow’s smile softened, a rare, tender look in her eyes as she reached over and squeezed Applejack's hand. "I’ll always keep you safe, AJ. Even if it’s the edge of paradise, or past our satellites. You’re never alone with me." Her voice was steady, grounded in the deep connection they shared, something unspoken but understood.

And if this was the edge of paradise—where everything seemed to fade in and out, where the world felt both far and close at the same time—Applejack knew she was safe as long as Rainbow was beside her. The adventure had no end in sight, but as they ventured into the unknown, Applejack couldn’t help but feel like this was where she was meant to be. The journey they were on, as mysterious and wild as it seemed, was more than just a trip. It was everything. With Rainbow by her side, nothing could touch them.

——

For a moment, Applejack forgot about the world outside, about the road that stretched ahead, about the unknown waiting at the end. All she could think about was Rainbow—the way her skin caught the light from the dashboard, the way the warmth of her presence filled every inch of the space around them. Every inch of Rainbow was a mystery Applejack wanted to explore, a holy grail she wanted to find.

Without even realizing it, Applejack leaned in just a little closer, drawn to her like a magnet. The warmth in the car was rising with every passing second, and Applejack couldn't help but feel like she was on the verge of somethingsomething more than the miles between them, more than the miles they'd already traveled.

Rainbow’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as she felt Applejack’s gaze. She glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, a slow, knowing smile curling at the edges of her lips. "Your skin is so warm against mine." she muttered, her voice hoarse with the weight of the moment.

Applejack felt a shiver run down her spine at the words, her heart thumping harder in her chest. Her fingers lightly brushed against the armrest, aching with the need to close the distance between them. Her lips parted, but no words came—there didn’t need to be any. The way Rainbow’s voice cracked slightly, the way her eyes flickered with something raw and vulnerable, spoke more than enough.

She shifted closer, leaning just a little toward Rainbow, her breath catching. "Yeah?" she whispered, her voice soft but filled with an intensity that mirrored Rainbow's. "Guess I’ve got a way of making your heart race." She was teasing, and Applejack could see the struggle in Rainbow’s eyes, it made her heart skip a beat.

Every inch of her was drawn to her—every bit of her being wanting to close that space between them, to dive deeper into the heat of the moment. Applejack couldn't ignore how every inch of Rainbow, every glance, every touch, felt like a holy grail she couldn't wait to discover.

Rainbow shifted “You’ll set my heart on fire if you keep look looking at me like that”

Applejack’s lips parted slightly, the heat of her gaze only growing more intense. She leaned a little closer, her voice low but teasing. "What? Can’t handle me lookin’ at ya?"

Rainbow swallowed, a nervous laugh escaping her. "I can handle it, but it sure as hell doesn’t make it any easier to keep my eyes on the road." She shot Applejack a quick glance, her smile both amused and filled with a tenderness that Applejack could feel all the way down to her bones.

She shot Applejack a quick, fleeting glance, and the moment their eyes met, Rainbow couldn’t help but let a tender smile slip onto her lips. There was something more in her gaze now, something raw and sincere, a connection that ran deeper than just the teasing words and playful banter. "You're making it really hard to focus, AJ," she murmured, her voice soft but filled with affection. "You know that, right?"

Applejack’s heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in Rainbow’s voice. There was no mistaking it now—the feelings between them were undeniable. She smiled, her lips curving into something softer, more genuine than any teasing they’d exchanged before. "Well," she said, her voice quieter now, laced with something more serious, "if you're distracted, I guess that means I’m doin’ my job right."

Rainbow laughed softly, a light, breathy sound that echoed through the car. "Oh, you're doing more than that," she replied, her voice full of both affection and that familiar playful edge. "You're makin’ it impossible to think straight."

Applejack leaned in a little closer still, her voice a whisper as she spoke, "Then maybe that’s the plan, Rainbow. To get you to stop thinking, and just feel." Her words hung in the air, heavy with meaning.

Rainbow’s eyes flickered to her, and for a moment, everything else faded into the background. There was only Applejack. There was only the electric pull between them, drawing them closer, inch by inch.

Without hesitation, Applejack let her head rest against Rainbow’s shoulder, her temple brushing against the soft fabric of her jacket. It smelled like the wind—like fresh air, open roads, and something uniquely her. A scent that made Applejack feel like she could close her eyes and be anywhere, as long as Rainbow was beside her.

Rainbow stiffened, just for a second—like she hadn't expected it—but she didn’t pull away. Didn’t shift.

Applejack adjusted slightly, settling more comfortably, and Rainbow’s breath hitched. It was barely a movement, but it was enough to send a jolt through her chest—something sharp, something restless. Her fingers twitched against the wheel.

Before she could think, before she could stop herself, Rainbow reached out with her free hand, catching Applejack’s wrist with a firm but gentle grip. Not tight, not desperate—just, there. Just enough to say ‘don’t go.’ Not even an inch.

"Stay," Rainbow said, quieter now, her voice rough around the edges like she wasn’t used to asking for things like this.

Applejack stilled, feeling the way Rainbow’s fingers held on—not hard, not demanding, but ‘intentional’. Her heart kicked a little in her chest.

She shifted, letting herself settle fully into Rainbow’s side, making sure she wasn’t leaning too much weight against her. Then, in a voice low and warm, she murmured, “You comfortable now?”

Rainbow swallowed, her grip flexing slightly before she exhaled. “Mhm,” she hummed, barely above a whisper.

Their hands stayed locked together—not too tight, not desperate, just there. A quiet promise. A steady anchor.

She let her fingertips ghost over Rainbow’s knuckles before pressing her palm lightly over the back of her hand, coaxing her into an easy, lazy touch.

Rainbow’s breath hitched.

But she didn’t pull away.

Instead, her fingers shifted, barely a movement, but enough to let Applejack know she wasn’t letting go either.

The silence between them wasn’t heavy. It wasn’t awkward. It settled over them like a thick, honeyed warmth—something easy, something natural. The kind of quiet that didn’t need filling, that didn’t beg for words to make sense. It just was.

The world rushed by in fleeting shadows and streaks of passing headlights, but inside the car, everything felt slower. The air was warmer, softer, wrapped in the low hum of the engine and the quiet lull of the song still drifting from the speakers. The melody was smooth, breathy—something about being pulled in, about getting lost in someone, about never wanting to leave. It curled into the space between them, settling into the moment like it belonged there.

Applejack could feel Rainbow’s breathing, steady and sure, the subtle way her fingers stayed laced with hers—not too tight, not too loose. Just enough. Just there. The warmth of their hands together was grounding, unshakable. Neither of them spoke. Neither of them moved. And yet, somehow, everything felt louder than words ever could.

Applejack smirked slightly, tilting her head just enough to glance up at Rainbow without fully moving away.

"Y’know," she murmured, voice warm, teasing, "for someone who acts all cool, you sure are hangin’ onto me awful tight."

Rainbow scoffed, but she didn’t let go. If anything, her grip flexed just slightly before settling again. "Yeah, well," Rainbow muttered, her voice quieter now, rougher at the edges. "Feels kinda nice."

Applejack lifted her head just slightly, just enough to catch the way Rainbow’s jaw tightened, the way her lips parted—like she was holding something back, something unspoken.

"That so?" Applejack murmured, her tone dipping into something warm, something teasing. She let her thumb graze slow, lazy circles along the back of Rainbow’s hand. "Guess that means I fit just right, huh?"

Rainbow swallowed, her fingers twitching against Applejack’s before her grip tightened—just slightly, just enough to mean something.

"Yeah," she admitted, voice low, steady. "You do."

Rainbow inhaled sharply, her grip faltering for just a second before she caught herself. Applejack grinned.

The road stretched on, the radio playing soft and sweet in the background, filling the quiet like a soundtrack meant just for them.

"I could get used to this," Rainbow muttered, barely above a whisper.

Applejack’s smirk softened into something quieter, something steadier. She laced her fingers just a little more with Rainbow’s, their hands barely intertwined—but enough to feel anchored.

"Good," Applejack murmured.

"'Cause I ain’t goin’ anywhere, darlin’."

The night wrapped around them, deep and endless, but the car felt smaller, warmer. Like it belonged to just the two of them.

Rainbow exhaled, rolling her shoulders slightly like she was still pretending this wasn’t getting to her.

Applejack saw right through it.

"Unless, o’ course," she drawled, tilting her head just slightly, voice dipping into something playful, something dangerous, "you think I’m too much for ya."

Rainbow let out a soft, breathy chuckle—but it wasn’t as steady as she wanted it to be.

"Yeah, well," she muttered, fingers twitching against Applejack’s again, "maybe I don’t mind a little distraction."

Applejack relieves, satisfied. Because they both knew neither of them was letting go anytime soon.

——

As the final, haunting notes of the song playing on the radio faded away, the car slowed to a stop. The air between them felt thick with anticipation, and Applejack could feel her heart pounding louder with every beat. The winding roads of Canterlot were behind them now, and the comforting hum of the engine gave way to something more charged, more electric.

The path had taken a sharp turn, leading them into a vast, open space where the cool, crisp night air carried with it an undeniable promise of something exhilarating. The glow of distant lights softened in the rearview mirror as they entered the grounds of the Canterlot Wonderbolts Airforce Base. Applejack’s breath caught in her throat. She wasn’t ready for this—this was more than she ever could have imagined.

The brisk night air filled her lungs, carrying with it the promise of adventure. As the car pulled onto the deserted tarmac, shifted into parking mode, Applejack shivered, the chill seeping into her bones—the warmth of the vest she had worn earlier had left an absence as she left it sitting in the car seat, leaving her in the blouse only. Before she could react, Rainbow was already out of the car and moving toward her. Without a word, Rainbow slipped off her jacket and draped it over Applejack’s shoulders. The leather was cold against her skin at first, but quickly warmed as Applejack adjusted to the weight. It wasn’t just the jacket’s warmth that she felt, though—it was the weight of Rainbow’s presence, so close to her, so real. Applejack instinctively leaned into the touch, finding comfort not just in the jacket, but in the quiet reassurance that Rainbow was there, right beside her.

“Thanks, RD,” Applejack muttered, her voice softer than she intended. The jacket didn’t provide much warmth on its own, but Rainbow’s closeness did. And that made all the difference.

Rainbow smirked, her usual cocky confidence lacing her words. “Don’t mention it, AJ, wouldn’t want you freezing out here.” she replied, her voice playful. Applejack could feel Dash’s fingers brush against her shoulder as Rainbow’s hand lingered for just a moment before she let go. The absence of that warmth left the ladder with a small pang of disappointment, but it was quickly replaced with the realization of where they were. Why they were here.

Rainbow nodded toward the planes in the distance. “C’mon. Let’s go see what’s waiting for us.”

Applejack’s senses were heightened, the anticipation making her skin prickle. Yet, she couldn’t quite place the reason why they were here. Her eyes scanned the area, taking in the familiar silhouettes of jets—sleek, powerful machines standing silently under the moonlight. But these weren’t your average military aircraft; they were designed for stunts, for pushing the limits of speed and agility.

The sound of their footsteps echoed against the cold concrete as they moved deeper into the Canterlot Wonderbolts Airforce Base. Applejack glanced at Rainbow, who walked beside her, her face unreadable yet still holding that signature playful spark. Rainbow had been quieter than usual throughout the drive, her usual carefree demeanor replaced by a quiet intensity. It was like she was holding something back, and Applejack couldn’t help but feel it.

“So, uh, why exactly are we here?" Applejack asked, trying to mask the curiosity in her voice, though she couldn’t help the nervous excitement creeping into her voice. She had no idea where this night was headed, but she could tell it was something big—something Rainbow had been planning for quite some time.

Rainbow didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she kept walking, leading Applejack past several of the planes. These weren’t the kind of jets made for combat—they were made for precision, for stunts, each one a gleaming, metallic marvel adorned with vibrant, almost electrifying paint jobs. Applejack’s eyes widened as she passed one, the tailfin catching the moonlight and shimmering almost alive in the dark. She was caught in the quiet beauty of it all, when Rainbow’s voice broke the silence.

“Keep up, AJ. We’re almost there.” There was something in her tone, a slight tension beneath the usual playful edge.

They walked further deep into the base, and Applejack wanted to ask more questions, but the air around them grew thicker with anticipation. She felt a rush of something, like the world was building up to something monumental was coming. She felt it in the way Rainbow carried herself—like she was leading her somewhere she hadn’t even imagined. And then, as they rounded a corner, Applejack froze in her tracks.

Rainbow turned to face Applejack, her grin soft but knowing, like she was about to reveal something that Applejack could never have expected. Applejack’s gaze followed Rainbow’s, and that’s when she saw it. There, standing proud and powerful under the stars, was an F-22 Raptor—its sleek, aerodynamic body glowing under the night sky, the engines humming with potential energy.

But it wasn’t just the stunning jet that made Applejack freeze in place. No, it was the name engraved on the side.

The Sky Shark.

Applejack blinked, her mind struggling to catch up with her eyes. She looked again, almost expecting the name to change, but it stayed there, bold and unyielding. Her heart skipped a beat, and everything else seemed to blur for a moment. She was staring at a plane that was both beyond anything she’d ever imagined and so closely connected to Rainbow that it felt unreal.

“Wait… Dash, is that…” Her voice faltered, her words catching in her throat, disbelief creeping in as she paused, the question hung heavy in the air.

Rainbow, as if sensing the disbelief in Applejack’s voice, took a deep breath, her smile softened just slightly. She looked almost nervous—something that was rare enough for Applejack. Rainbow’s voice was quieter than usual, filled with emotion that she usually kept locked away, yet there was a hinted mix of excitement.

“Happy third anniversary, Applejack.”

Applejack’s breath hitched. She couldn’t process it at first. The world seemed to still around her.

There was a moment of silence, thick and heavy with the weight of the moment. The distant sounds of the base seemed to fade away as Applejack stood there, still stunned, her heart racing with so many emotions she didn’t know where to start.

Applejack’s chest was heaving, her heart pounding as she tried to find words. “Rainbow, I—” She faltered. And before she could start saying anything else about the rumble of confusion forming in her head, Rainbow stepped closer, brushing a lock of hair from Applejack’s face. Her touch was gentle, but there was an undeniable warmth to it that sent a spark of electricity through Applejack’s veins.

And then, their gazes locked—Emerald met Magenta.

Rainbow leaned in, and Applejack didn’t hesitate. Their lips met in a kiss that wasn’t rushed or frantic, but full of something deeper—something that had been building between them for a long time. Rainbow’s lips were soft at first, testing the waters, but there was an undeniable fire in the way she pulled Applejack closer. It was a kiss of affection, of longing, and something that said they were finally here. Together.

Applejack responded instinctively, wrapping her arms around Rainbow, making her way on to her back, grasping the fabric on the loose blouse as she melted into the kiss. It was tender but electric, the kind of kiss that spoke volumes without needing words. Rainbow explored applejack’s sharp features as they locked in, brushing steady onto her collarbone, passionately holding her by the neck before they finally pulled away.

“You—how long have you been planning this, RD?” Her voice cracked as she still tries to catch her breath.

Rainbow’s smile softened, brushing a thumb across Applejack’s cheek. “I’ve had this planned for a long time, AJ, months, even years,“ her eyes never left Applejack’s. ”I wanted to give you something unforgettable, and seeing that look on your face right now? Totally worth every second of the wait.”

Applejack shook her head in awe, still processing everything. "Sky Shark... You serous named it after yourself? The one I used t' call ya when we first graduated?"

Rainbow shrugged with a playful grin. “Hey, it’s got bite,” she teased, winking as her usual cocky attitude returned in full force. "But yeah, I did name it after that dumb nickname you gave me. Pretty sweet, huh?"

Applejack chuckled softly, a hint of admiration in her eyes. “Well, I’ll be… that’s actually kinda impressive, RD,” she said, her voice warm but with an edge of playful disbelief. “Didn’t think you’d go and make it something so... badass, but here we are.”

“Well, have you ever known what it’s like to watch the city lights from up in the sky?” Rainbow asked, her husky voice softer now, full of longing and excitement.

Applejack paused, the weight of the moment settling on her. She’d never flown before, and the thought of it both thrilled and scared her in equal measure. She swallowed, her voice shaky. “I… I’ve never flown before in my life, I—” She faltered, feeling a lump in her throat.

Rainbow’s eyes softened, but her grin never wavered. Her tone was light, but there was something serious behind it—an invitation, a challenge, a promise.

“Then, what are you waiting for?”

——

"You ready?" Rainbow asked, her tone softening, her usual teasing replaced by something more sincere. She reached out and took Applejack’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

Applejack’s breath hitched in her throat, she hesitated at first her but she swallowed the fear as soon enough it was replace with something more of an excitement. “Born ready,” she said, her voice thick with anticipation, a light blush creeping across her cheeks. She locked eyes with Rainbow, seeing that same wild spark of adventure in them that stirred something deep within her.

“Hop in” Rainbow said with a wink, as she led Applejack toward the jet. The sight of the sleek, metallic beast up close sent a thrill through Applejack, her stomach fluttering in a way she couldn’t quite explain. The jet shimmered under the stars, its body reflecting the moonlight like a silver ribbon dancing in the night sky. Rainbow pushed open the canopy with effortless grace, the sound of metal shifting slicing through the silent air.

Applejack hesitated for only a moment before climbing up the side of the jet and sliding into the seat behind the pilot. Rainbow was there, slipping into the pilot’s seat with practiced ease, as she adjusted on her helmet in quite comfort, her confidence almost intoxicating.

Applejack’s hands shook slightly as she gripped her own helmet, a nervous act that was almost obvious. Rainbow glanced over at her, catching the sudden movement. “There’s a paper bag tucked under your seat. You know… incase things get a little rough."” she reminded, her voice a little more concerned.

Applejack cleared her throat, her voice husky now, “Don’t worry Rainbow, I think i could handle it…. for now” she replied a little hesitant but she was overly caught up in the excitement to even care about her own motion sickness.

“Though, what I wasn’t expectin’, is this kind of view.” She gestured to the jet but allowed her gaze to drift back to Rainbow, lingering on her with a look that could’ve melted steel.

Rainbow’s smirk widened, “Well, buckle up, cowgirl,” she purred, her voice dropping low, every word thick with a promise of something electric. “This is gonna be a long one and I’m gonna take you somewhere you’ve never been before. Somewhere you won’t forget.”

Applejack’s breath caught in her throat as that teasing tone slipped under her skin, her heart thundering in her chest, both in anticipation of the flight and the way Rainbow’s voice sent a thrill coursing through her. “Alright sweet talker, show me what you’ve got” she said, her voice soft but teasing, her eyes locked onto Rainbow’s. The world around them seemed to fall away as they shared a charged, intimate moment.

Rainbow pressed a few buttons to start the engines, the low hum of the jet filled the air, vibrating through the seats, and Applejack’s heart raced in time with it. Her gaze never left Rainbow’s hands as they moved over the controls with practiced ease. The way Rainbow took control. It was a look of power, grace and a little bit of that Rainbow flair that made Applejack folds like a paper.

"March, 91-4001 Sky Shark ready to depart," Rainbow barked over the intercom, her voice full of eagerness but edged with excitement.

The response crackled back through the headset, as a GPS navigator shows up on the screen. "Roger that, Sky Shark. Your flight plan from Canterlot to Cloudsdale is cleared."

At that, Applejack’s eyes lit up, a spark of pure joy igniting within her. "Cloudsdale! That’s where we’re goin’?" Her voice trembled, as if the very mention of the city sent waves of memories crashing over her. It was as if, in that instant, she could almost feel the wind of the clouds brushing against her face, the same wind she had dreamt of for years. The thought of soaring above the city that had long been a part of her dreams, now made tangible by the woman in front of her.

Rainbow couldn’t help but smile at the mention of her hometown, a warmth unfurling inside her like the first rays of dawn. Cloudsdale was more than just a city to her—it was a piece of her soul, woven into every cloud and gust of wind and nostalgia. And now, she’s about to take the love of her life, with her.

“I’ll let you set the pace, AJ.”

Rainbow looked over her shoulder, meeting Applejack’s eyes, and for a moment, it was like the whole world was on hold. “We can go however you want, no limits.” It made it feel like the world was shifting into place. It was as if the place she had always called home had grown even more alive, more vibrant, just by having Applejack there.

Applejack’s heart hammered in her chest as she realized what she was really experiencing: flying over Cloudsdale—the Cloudsdale—the city of her dreams with Rainbow at the helm made her pulse race. Her eyes softened as she looked at Rainbow, the woman she had come to love, taking things in control like she just knows what she’s doing. It was as if everything she had ever wished for had collided in that moment, and the intensity of it all left her breathless.

Applejack doesn’t hide the excitement in her voice as she speaks, “Do your thing there Cap, I reckon I trust you enough to keep me safe.” She gave Rainbow a look that was almost daring, her lips curling into a meaningful smile. "But just take things easy, alright? I’m not lookin’ to lose my guts, especially after that fancy meal we just had."

Rainbow’s grin widened, mischief flashing in her eyes. "Got it. I know exactly what you can handle." She gave the throttle a little push, sending the jet forward with a burst of speed.

It was more than just the thrill of the flight; it was the feeling that this journey, this adventure. Nothing could distract her from the simple fact that she was here, living this moment, with Rainbow by her side.

“First time in the sky, huh?” Rainbow asked, her voice a playful tease now, yet it held a deeper warmth, a tenderness just beneath the surface.

Applejack’s eyes sparkled with a mix of nerves and pure excitement. “First time in the sky... and headin’ straight to my dream city,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to keep her composure. “Never thought I'd be doin' somethin' like this.”

Rainbow gave a confident grin, adjusting the controls. “Oh, it’s gonna be one hell of a ride, AJ. You might wanna hold on to that hat of yours, because things are about to get real interesting.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. If it flies off, I’m goin’ after it.” She raised an eyebrow, giving Rainbow a playful look. Applejack’s grip tightened around not only the brim of her Stetson, but also around Rainbow’s jacket she had worn ever since they arrived. The thought of it being swept away by the wind was enough to make her hold it even tighter—even though she knew damn well that jacket wasn’t going anywhere.

Rainbow’s grin grew, and she winked at Applejack before turning her full attention to the runway ahead. Her hands were steady, confident, and her focus never wavered.

The jet’s engines roared to life, and as they began to taxi forward, Applejack could feel the vibrations in her chest, the thrill of the moment intensifying as they picked up speed. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from Rainbow, whose profile was etched in determination. But even in that focused expression, there was that spark, that playful glimmer in her eyes that made Applejack’s heart race faster. It was like they were the only two people in the world at that moment.

“Ready for the ride of your life, Apples?” Rainbow’s voice came over the growing rumble of the engines, but the sound of the jet’s speed almost swallowed her words.

Applejack’s breath caught in her throat, but the anticipation settled in, pushing her nerves to the back of her mind. “Ready as I’ll ever be” she said, a smirk curling up on her lips. Her voice was steady, filled with excitement and just the slightest hint of challenge.

As the jet’s speed increased, the runway blurred beneath them, and Applejack’s heart raced in sync with the engines. The jet tilted upward, lifting off the ground, and Applejack’s stomach flipped as they climbed into the sky. The plane angled sharply toward the heavens, the world tilting beneath her as the force of the ascent pressed against her body. For a moment, her breath caught in her throat—the sensation of weightlessness mixed with pure exhilaration.

She glanced over at Rainbow, whose eyes were alight with excitement, and Applejack’s grin matched hers. There was no turning back now. The jet was rising higher and higher, the sky stretching out before them like an endless canvas. The wind tore at them both, but the rush of the flight, the sensation of flying with Rainbow, was intoxicating.

It was no longer just the thrill of the speed—it was the feeling of freedom, the height, the rush of adrenaline... all of it blended into one unforgettable moment.

‘Cause i’m not thinking straight.’

The jet soared higher, the roar of the engines vibrating through Applejack’s chest. The world below her seemed to shrink as the jet sliced through the air, its speed making the landscape of the city of Canterlot blur into streaks of light and shadow.

Her stomach did a flip as they tilted further upward, the force pushing her back into the seat, her heart thundering in her chest. The world outside was a blur of sky and clouds, a chaotic whirlwind that made her feel as though she were weightless, untethered. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. The wind whipped around them, pulling at her hair and the brim of her Stetson, adding to the surreal sensation that she was no longer just on Earth—but in the sky itself, suspended in the great unknown.

“Landsakes…Dash,” Applejack murmured, her voice breathless, a mixture of awe and disbelief. She couldn’t quite process everything that was happening, the adrenaline coursing through her veins, the rush of the wind, and the stunning view. It was as if the world had shifted entirely, and she was both scared and thrilled all at once.

Rainbow shot her a sideways grin, eyes still locked on the sky ahead. “I know, right?” Her voice was teasing, but there was a deeper undertone to it—a quiet thrill that matched the wild ride they were on. “But trust me, AJ, once we’re up there, you’re gonna love every second of it. Just wait.”

Everything felt too surreal, too perfect, too real all at once. The wind, the rush, the exhilarating height—Applejack’s mind was racing, but in a way that felt almost out of her control. The jet surged forward, its speed making the world around her a blur, the lights of Canterlot below fading as they climbed higher into the sky. The city, with all its towering buildings and flickering lights, shrank beneath them, swallowed up by the vast expanse of night.

As they soared higher, the landscape shifted, and Applejack’s eyes widened in awe. The sprawling city of Cloudsdale emerged beneath them, glowing brightly in the night. It was a grand, bustling metropolis, with tall, sleek buildings and streets lined with lights that twinkled like stars. The view was like something out of a dream—a city full of life, yet bathed in a soft, surreal glow under the darkened sky.

The jet flew effortlessly over the city, its lights dancing beneath them like a constellation of human achievement. The streets below appeared like veins of gold, connecting the heart of the city in an intricate web. Applejack couldn’t help but stare, taking in the grand architecture, the magnificent skyline that seemed to stretch forever.

The wind whipped through Applejack’s hair as they flew above Cloudsdale, her heart pounding in her chest. The sight was breathtaking—this was the city she’d heard so much about, the place that had always felt so far away. And now, she was seeing it with her own eyes, floating above it like she was part of the stars themselves.

She couldn’t think straight.

“RD..,” she whispered, her wide eyes fixed on the view, “This is finer than frog hair split four ways!” she continued in awe.

Rainbow chuckled beside her, shaking her head as she didn’t fully understood. “I don’t know what all of that even means, but i can tell you’re pretty impressed,” she replied softly.

The world below was a blur of lights, the rush of the jet sending her heart into overdrive. It was all too much, too fast—yet, in that chaotic moment, everything felt right. There, in the midst of it all, was Rainbow. The woman who had somehow made this wild ride even more thrilling, she was the one behind all this adventure—the one who made a wish from a dandelion her command. Applejack couldn’t deny it now—this was where she was meant to be.

Applejack shook her head, her voice still tinged with disbelief. It was intoxicating. She let out a breathy laugh, still trying to take it all in. “Shoot…., ‘impressed’ don’t even begin to cover it, Sugar,” she murmured, her gaze fixed on the sprawling city below. “This… this is somethin’ else.” She leaned forward slightly, as if getting just a little closer would make it more real. “It’s like a whole other world sittin’ right under us.”

Rainbow smirked, the pride evident in her tone. “Told ya. Welcome to the Cloudsdale, AJ.”

Applejack turned her head toward Rainbow, watching her in disbelief. Cloudsdale.. and Rainbow in one scene, how can this happen? it’s like a dream come true, except it’s actually a reality and applejack didn’t want to leave it, she wanted to repeat this moment over and over. “I never thought I’d be up here with you…” She acknowledges, “but I gotta admit, you’re makin’ this look effortless.”

“What can i say? I never fail to impress, huh?”

Applejack shooks her head as to the reply, thinking about her girlfriend’s ego sometimes makes her chuckle. “Just this once, i’ll admit it to ya. I mean, this is next level here RD, even for you.

“Next level? AJ, you haven’t even seen half of what this bird can do.” Rainbow glanced over her shoulder at Applejack, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “But, I’ll let you enjoy the ride.”

It was how Dash made everything feel so natural, so exhilarating. The world around them blurred, a chaotic mixture of city lights and sky, but Dash's ease in the cockpit grounded everything.
“You sure know how to make an impression, don’t ya?” Applejack said, leaning back slightly in her seat, her voice quieter now, almost lost in the hum of the jet’s engines.

Dash chuckled, her body leaning into the turn, her hand guiding the controls with effortless skill. “You have no idea,” she teased, her voice now softer but no less confident. “But, yeah, and I’m also pretty good at making things memorable.”

“Oh, you bet. This’ll be tattooed in my mind like a brand on a cow.” Applejack joked in between her amusement, but as much as she push down the thought she failed to sink the question, so she doesn’t “And, how’d you even get this F-22 anyway?”

Rainbow let out a satisfied laugh, her eyes lighting up with pride as she kept her hand steady on the controls. She let her smile soften a bit, the tone of her voice shifting into something a little more thoughtful. “Getting this jet? It wasn’t just handed to me. It took years of training, applying for funding, a whole lotta paperwork, and a lot of convincing.”

Applejack blinked, surprised by the serious shift in Rainbow’s demeanor. “Wait, that’s nuts! you mean... this plane wasn’t just a gift? I figured it’d come easy for you, bein' who you are. a Wonderbolt an’ all”

Rainbow smirked, but her expression softened. “I wish. But nah, I had to work for it. After I got accepted into the Wonderbolts, I thought that was it—that I’d have all the opportunities in the world. But I wanted something more, AJ. Something personal. Something to prove to myself I could go further.”

She glanced at Applejack from the corner of her eye, her voice softening with pride. “So, I started pushing for it. I wanted the F-22 Raptor, but that didn’t come easy. The Wonderbolts don’t exactly fly these kind of jets, so I had to pull some strings, talk to a few influential people... Spitfire and Soarin’ helped get me a few meetings, bla bla bla.… but even with their support, it took months before anyone even considered it. The military doesn’t just hand over fighter jets, y'know? Then came the paperwork, getting the funding... yada yada yada... basically a lot of behind-the-scenes work and a whole lotta patience. The point is, I got it.”

Applejack’s eyes widened as she processed this. “Woah RD…., you had to pull strings... and get the Wonderbolts involved?”

Rainbow nodded, her voice steady as she continued. “Yeah, Spitfire and Soarin’ were my biggest allies in all of this. They didn’t think I was crazy, just... determined. Fleetfoot, too—she helped me with a few of the logistics. And after all that, I finally got the okay to purchase one.”

Applejack was silent for a moment, processing everything Rainbow had said. “I didn’t know that,” she said quietly. “I mean, you didn’t tell me you were puttin’ so much into this, Dash.“

Rainbow’s gaze softened as she glanced at Applejack. “Well, that was the plan all along, Babe. A surprise for the right moment. And now? We’re here. Just like I promised.”

Applejack felt a lump form in her throat. “I—Thank you, RD... I didn’t know you were going through all that just to make this happen.”

Rainbow smiled, her tone a little more casual as she focused on flying. “No need to thank me. A promise is a promise, AJ. I mean it. The moment we’d been together three weeks, I said it. I owe you, Applejack. When I get my own jet, you’ll be the first to ride in it. The Sky Shark?” Rainbow said, her tone nostalgic, as if her mind was flashing back to that significant moment.

Applejack looked out at the sky, then back toward Rainbow, as if she remembered—it never slipped her mind to begin with. “The Sky Shark...” she whispered, her voice full of awe and something deeper, something unspoken. “Never thought I’d be flyin’ in it.”

Rainbow's voice softened as she leaned into the cockpit controls. path. “Well, here you are. You’re the one I’ve been waiting for. And that’s something I’ll never take for granted. Every flight with you, AJ... it’s just the beginning. There’s more to come.”

Applejack raised an eyebrow, a playful grin tugging at the corner of her lips. “You’re planning on takin’ me on another one of these wild rides, huh? A bunch more, maybe?” She leaned forward a bit, as if the idea of more adventures thrilled her more than anything.

Rainbow shot a quick glance back at her, a smirk dancing on her lips. “Oh, you bet it. The Sky Shark has a lifetime more to show you, AJ. It’s gonna be awesome.”

Applejack chuckled, her voice teasing, playful. “Oh, I can think of a few places I'd rather be right now... for example.” She gave Rainbow a mischievous look, her eyes sparkling as she leaned closer. “I reckon I could use a little extra attention from my personal pilot.”

Rainbow raised an eyebrow, her grin widening, the heat between them undeniable. “Is that so? Well, if that’s what my passenger wants...” Rainbow purred, her voice lowering with a teasing growl that sent a thrill down Applejack’s spine. “I think I can manage... but just so you know, once I start, I don’t stop.”

Applejack’s breath caught in her throat, and she leaned in closer, her voice barely a whisper, yet laced with flirtation. “Good thing I’m not one to back down,” she murmured, a sly grin spreading across her face.

Rainbow's grin softened, a quiet confidence in her eyes as she guided the jet with precision, the hum of the engines matching the rhythm of their hearts. "You sure about that, cowgirl? think you can handle a few stunts?" Her voice was playful, her hands tightening on the controls.

Applejack’s chest tightened, her pulse quickening as she turned her gaze to Rainbow. “I reckon I can handle more than just a few, RD.”

Rainbow’s grin deepened as she flashed a quick wink. “We’ll see about that. For now, Hold on!” she exclaimed, her voice like a soft command, coaxing Applejack into a world that felt almost otherworldly. Dash’s hands fly to the control panel preparing for an unpredictable stunt she had trained within the past months.

The next moment, the jet pulled into a sharp dive, and the world below became a blur—a streak of lights, colors, and shadows that twisted and spiraled around them like the wind itself was dancing to its own rhythm. Applejack’s breath caught in her throat, and her fingers clutched the seat, not out of fear, but because something inside her was starting to unravel.

“Haha! Awesomeee!” Rainbow exclaimed, her voice full of wild pride as the jet spiraled and twisted through the sky. Applejack felt a sense of freedom she had never known, the wind rushing past her, the adrenaline pushing her to the edge. The world below was a wash of lights, a blur of city streets and memories she couldn't quite grasp. She was dizzy—not only from the flight—but from the feeling that everything was suddenly more vivid, more real, than she had ever imagined.

And just as quickly as it had started, Rainbow slowed the jet, easing them back into a steady, peaceful flight, the hum of the engines now gentle, almost soothing. The city lights below them flickered like distant stars, but the world seemed to slow, the roar of the engines falling into a soft hum, and for a moment, the silence between them felt like a quiet promise.

Applejack’s hands, which had once gripped the seat in anticipation, now rested loosely in her lap. Her body still buzzed with the residual rush of the stunts.

"So," Rainbow said with a grin, clearly proud of herself, “How was that?” She glanced at Applejack, her grin still wide, but softer now, almost knowing.

Applejack’s breath was still quick, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm that felt out of sync with her surroundings. She blinked several times, trying to gather her thoughts.

“My head’s spinning around,” she whispered, her voice breathless. Applejack grinned, shaking her head in disbelief. "But that was actually sort of kind of amazing."

Rainbow chuckled lightly, but it wasn’t playful. It was soft, quiet, like she was savoring the moment with Applejack. “You think you’re ready another?” Her voice had that familiar spark, that fire she always carried, and it made Applejack’s heart race again.

But Applejack, still feeling the lingering rush, leaned back slightly, her smile warm and genuine. “I up for it, but let’s ease things up just a touch this time, alright? Don’t want to lose my dinner up here.”

Rainbow nodded. “Noted.”

The jet soared into the sky, in a slower pace than before which Applejack managed to adjust.

Her head was spinning around, just like the first one. But this time, she realized that it was not just from the stunts. No, it was something deeper, something that had nothing to do with the speed or the height. It was the vastness of the sky, the sheer beauty of it all, the way the city lights below twinkled like distant stars as if she were flying in the very heart of the universe. It was the wild wind around her, pulling her into the rush, making her feel like she could fly forever. It was the person, standing before her, the one who had made all of this possible, who had turned her world upside down in the most thrilling of ways.

Everything around her had become a swirling canvas, painted in the colors of excitement, fear, beauty, and something raw that she could not quite grasp. She was blind to everything else, but to Rainbow—she saw her, felt her, in every single breath she took.

Seeing her controlling the it’s as if she knew well what she was doing, she’s in her element, it’s like she—herself screams speed and agility, it’s like where she belonged to was here all along. Speeding, flying it seems like it screams her name every time someone mentions those things, all Applejack could think of is Rainbow Dash. Her energy, her unshakable confidence, the way she made even the impossible seem effortless—it was a force that Applejack couldn’t resist, and yet, she didn’t want to.

Rainbow Dash wasn’t just the pilot of this jet, she was the one who held the skies in her hands. She was the one who made everything around them feel like it was meant to be. The rush of the plane, the thrill of the stunt, and the gravity of her words—they all felt like pieces of a puzzle Applejack never knew she needed, but now couldn’t imagine living without. She was overwhelmed. Not by the height, not by the speed, but by the intensity of everything that came with being here, with her.

The jet hummed softly as they slowed, the world outside growing still. But there was something in the air, something between them that couldn’t be ignored. They were no longer just flying. They were suspended in a space between breaths, between moments. The city lights twinkled below, but it was the stillness between the two of them that made everything feel like it was holding its breath.

Rainbow, her hands lightly brushing against the controls, turned her gaze toward Applejack. The night felt different now—colder, but in a way that made the warmth between them feel even more intense. “Hey, AJ,” Rainbow started, but her voice trailed off for a moment, as though the words she was about to speak were much heavier than the air around them.

Applejack could sense the shift in the atmosphere, the unspoken tension thickening between them. It made something twist in her chest, an emotion she couldn’t quite place, yet it felt familiar, like the anticipation before a storm.

Just as Applejack opened her mouth to speak, Rainbow’s voice cut through, confident but soft.

“I love you.”

The words hit Applejack like a wave crashing into the shore, unexpected but powerful. It was as if time itself had slowed down. The jet, the city lights below, even the rush of the flight—all of it seemed to still for just a heartbeat.

She couldn’t see clear anymore.
The world around her became a blur of sound and light, but those words, rang clearly in her mind, repeating over and over like a song she couldn’t get out of her head.

It wasn’t the first time Rainbow had said those words, but tonight, in this moment, they felt different. More real, more raw, more profound. It wasn’t just a casual declaration; it was a promise, a truth so deep that it seemed to echo through every part of Applejack’s being. ‘I love you’ Rainbow had said, and it was clear, more than ever, that she meant every word of it.

Applejack’s heart swelled in her chest, her breath catching as she tried to process the depth of it. The flight felt like it was happening in slow motion, but her mind was racing. She had known she loved Rainbow Dash, but hearing it from her, feeling the weight of it in the air around them, was like a spark that lit a fire deep inside her.

“I love you too, RD,” she whispered, the words coming from a place she couldn’t quite put into words but knew were true. She meant it, every single syllable.

Rainbow’s gaze softened, her eyes full of quiet reverence. “I don’t just say it, AJ,” she murmured, her voice almost a whisper, thick with sincerity. “Loving you isn’t just a choice—it’s something I am, something I’ve become. You’re the gravity that keeps me grounded, the spark that lights up my darkest days. am. You’re the love I was always meant to find, the one I was always supposed to have. And Loving you like I do… is something I was always destined to do.

Applejack’s breath hitched, her heart swelling with emotions too big for words. She felt the weight of Rainbow’s words sink into her like a comforting truth. Slowly, she leaned in, her hand reaching out to gently brush against Rainbow’s, a silent connection, her voice soft but steady, filled with all the love she couldn’t say in any other way.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered. The world outside faded, and all that existed was the love between them, fierce and untouchable, as endless as the sky they flew through.

Applejack’s gaze never leaving Rainbow’s. Her words were simple, but they carried everything she felt, all the depth of her love, her trust, and the certainty that this—right here, right now—was exactly where she was meant to be.

“Love me like you do.”