Twilight heard most of your conversation with Rarity. She knew she had to step up.
'I have to do this! I can't let this haunt me!' she thinks. 'But why? Why is it so hard to admit it..?'
You were standing next to the window when you hear the door creak. Twilight instantly dropped her nervousness and looked casual.
"Hey, (your name)," she starts. "How's it, err, going?"
"Hmm, I wouldn't say good nor bad," you reply. "(Sigh) Still wondering about what to do and who to ask for the dance..."
"Oh, really?" Twilight replied. The silence made it even more uncomfortable for her. "(Your name), remember when I just said that maybe there was some mare that could be waiting for you to ask her out?"
You smelled something fishy. "Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, what I really referred to was... me."
Okay, now you know something was up. "What do you mean?"
She walks up to you. "You ever wonder why I always acted so nice to you?"
"Twilight, you're my best friend. Of course I do."
"I was really hoping we could be more than friends..." she whispers, sounding disappointed.
"What was that?" you ask, not quite getting what she just said.
"It's sorta like this... I, uh... well, its just t-that I have... a slight..." She couldn't stop stuttering, then gave up and planted a soft, yet deep kiss on your lips while simultaneously trapping you in a hug. This set you back, but she didn't stop. After a few seconds, she lets go and looks at you. Then suddenly...
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