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Just imagine him greeting Applejack and company, he waddles over to the platform, rears up (actually just lifting his legs, since there’s no way he could get that belly off the ground without help), and shouts “Welcome to Appleoosuurrrrrppp!. The mares’ eyes widen and their faces twist in disgust, except for Rainbow Dash because she’s into fat guys.
 
A few weeks later, she’d sneak off to Appleoosa without her friends knowing, just to see the stallion who stole her heart. Dragging a cart filled with several hundred bits worth of food, she trots to the farm and looks in a window, only to see this.
 
She’d probably barricade herself in the barn and eat to soothe her broken heart. All those fatty pastries would make her into a big plump mare, but she wouldn’t care. The only stallion she’d ever loved is gay, and there’s no reason to go on living. Luckily, Soarin finds her before she can do anything drastic, and with muscles developed from helping his big boyfriend with day-to-day tasks, manages to drag her to the farmhouse.
 
There, all secrets are let out, and while Rainbow is still sad, they agree to remain friends, and Braeburn offers to let her stay the night. After she waddles off, Soarin asks Braeburn why he’s letting a mare into their extra-strong super-king-size bed.
 
“Ah’m bi, baby,” he drawls, before placing a sloppy kiss on Soarin’s cheek and waddling off
 
Soarin gulps and follows after him, dreading his fat as the cheese on an apple and skittle sandwich.
 
He would later recall the experience thusly: “I honestly never knew what girl parts looked like from up close. NEVER AGAIN.”