IR: “Marble Pie, at last it is nigh time that thou consult the choosing stone, just as thy kin before thou have.  
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…”