Temple of Ranma's Sailor Senshi Seifuku

Scooter wrote:So, I guess his usual can of spinach is his henshin pen?

“Ah guarantee he didn’t drink anything Ah made.” Big Mac defended.

“An’ how do you know?”

“One, cause if he got inta mah hard cider he’d have passed out by now.” Big Mac replied. “An’ two, that ain’t how sompony acts when they’re drunk!” Mac pointed a hoof back at the colt, though he was surprised to see that Dexter was gone.

The older siblings spotted him a moment later. He was standing next to Applebloom, or rather circling her. The colt was rubbing his side against the filly as he circled her, almost like a cat would rub up against their owner. Every time he passed by her neck, he would rub his head under the filly’s chin.

The filly in question stood frozen still, not knowing what to make of the colt’s strange behavior. The furious blush on Applebloom’s face was strong enough to make her look as crimson as Big Macintosh. She didn’t look comfortable with the colt’s physical contact, though after a few moments of watching, it became apparent that she wasn’t exactly doing anything to resist it either. A task which would have been very easy, considering how tipsy the colt was.

“Applebloom, Dexter!” Again, Applejack was the first to overcome her shock. “The hay is going on?”

Applebloom's head jerked toward her older sister, working her mouth, yet no words came out.

“So soft!” Dexter finally began. “Applebloom is the fuzziest, cuddliest, softest pony.” He finished as he slid to the floor at Applebloom’s side. After a moment of silence, he started rolling against the floor once more.

“Ah don’t know!” Applebloom finally managed. “Ah touched em' with a hoof, and then he started brushing against me telling me how soft mah fur was…”