"Mmm, 'ah can't say I've heard of those. . . sounds like something Fluttershy would know about, though."
Applejack remarked with a light hunch of her shoulders, turning the water hose off after promptly splashing Nemona.
". . .Don't think I got a name from ya, stranger."
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"Uh-Huh. . . 'ah wouldn't have known any better had ya not been droolin' like a llama with a face as red as a beet."
AJ remarked with a low chuckle as she felt Asgore gaze across her curvaceous, toned physique.
"The apples on my cutie mark ain't exactly edible, ya know."
Well โ she didn't exactly need to make it all fancy and formal but that'll do.
Applejack casually gripped onto Shay's head, and immediately guided the shy gal's face towards her chiseled abdomen.
Excuse me applejack mommy.
I, Shay the shy gal, would like to take your abs in marriage so I can smooch and worship those holy pieces of pony muscle all day long as long as I live.