Some hearts have the stars on their side!

Fate's a funny thing: it's never so good or bad as what you think about it makes it so.

Take Big Mac and Miss Cheerilee for instance: Why haven't they gotten pregnant? Because TONIGHT, HERE, NOW: was the one time and place in all the span of history that has ever been, is now, or will ever be, that the two of them would if they 'came' and started the process of becoming pregnant, end up setting in motion the chain of events that would fulfill the prophesy, recorded long ago but forgotten these thousand years and more except by two sisters who heard it first uttered when they were foals, of the conditions that would result in the first Earth Pony in history becoming an allicorn.

When the winds of passion blow forth from the Everfree Forest, after Discord's heart is melted and the heart of crystal is restored to it's place, a stallion of the common stock and a mare of letters will come together in secret midst a tamed forest and there conceive new life. This foal will be surrounded by those of great wisdom and friendship, and will master the secrets of seasons changing, times to plant and times to reap, rain fall and snow fall, even though they are neither Pegasai nor Unicorn: and will thereby earn for themselves both wing and horn, forever changing the beliefs and fate of Equestria.

Only two people yet in the world today remember this prophesy, and neither of them has consciously thought about it in months, not since Fluttershy convinced Discord to accept friendship and fulfilled the last condition on the timing: but the clues to the parentage? Maddeningly vague! 'A stallion of the common stock'? 'A mare of letters'? That could be just about ANYONE: any earth pony at least... They felt their time better spent on their normal tasks than worrying about a prophesy that stated the parents would 'come together in secret' anyway: they will find the foal mentioned as he or she grows up and comes closer to fulfilling their destiny, till then, they have other brush fires to put out.

Back in the midst of that 'Tamed Forest' (for what else is an orchard?) Miss Cheerilee is praying as she lies on her back concentrating furiously on every erotic thing she can think of to keep her genitals manifested, because supposedly the longer you keep your cunt in full existence while it is full of cum the higher the chances of you getting pregnant are, and she will try ANYTHING to finally get knocked up so her and Big Mac can stop all this sneaking around...

Little does she know that the sperm which will fulfill all their desires was the very first released tonight, long before Big Mac came, and entered the special holding area of her Fallopian tube 15 seconds ago, having found it's way through the cervical canal like a parkor expert and dodged her hostile lukocites like a ninja. Though dozens of other sperm from the huge load of semen Big Mac just filled her with will make it as far as the holding area only that one special Gamete will leave it at the right moment to inseminate the equally special egg which even now is throwing off Golgi Bodies in preparation for being sent on it's fore ordained run...