MP: “Hm?” (thinking) “The choosing stone?”
IG: “Yes. Surely thou recall the sacred tradition of old, passed down in thy family?”
MP: “Mhmm!” (thinking) “That means…”
(timeskip)
MP: squeals gleefully (thinking) “My chosen one is Big Mac! This is the happiest day of my life!”
CQ: “Well? Shalt thou seek out thy betrothed and tell him thou art destined to be?
MP: “Mhmm!” sighs blissfully
(Marble goes to Sweet Apple Acres in search of Big Mac)
MP: knocks on the farmhouse door
AJ: “Ah’m comin’!” opens the door “Oh! Marble Pie! What brings you ‘round these parts?”
MP: blushes and hides behind her hair
AJ: “Yer lookin’ fer Big Mac, ain’t ya?”
MP: nods
AJ: “He’s buckin’ apples in the west orchards! Ah’m sure he’ll be mighty glad to see ya!”
MP: “Mhmm!” blushes and smiles
(Marble walks out to the edges of Sweet Apple Acres and finds Big Mac with a mare and a small colt)
BM: “Marble Pie! Lovely to see y’all!”
MP: blushes “Mhmm!”
C: “Big Mac, who is this? An old friend?”
BM: “Eeyup!”
C: “Wonderful to meet you! Any friend of Big Mac is sure to be somepony special! Discovery, say hello.”
D: hides behind his mother
BM: “Marble, Ah’d like you to meet mah wife, Cheerilee, and our son Discovery.” holds Cheerilee’s hoof
MP: “W…wife?”
BM: “Eeyup.” chuckles “Betcha never thought you’d see me finally married with a foal, and another one on the way…By the way, how’re things ‘round yer parts?”
MP: tears up and starts shaking
BM: “…Marble? Y’all right?”
(Thunder rumbles as stormclouds advance in the distance)
D: whimpers and hides more
C: “We really should get inside…”
BM: “Marble? It’s okay, the barn’s over there?”
M: “I…I…” turns and runs away, tears flowing freely
BM: “Wait, Miss! starts going after her
C: grabs his hoof “I think it’s best we let her go, Big Mac. The storm is getting really bad.”
BM: “Eeyup…”