The day was here, new year's eve.
This past week has been the best of my life, and 2016 sure won't be a year that I forget.
The crowd piled into Times square at about 6:30, and the party started.
Loud Techno, Dubstep, and Chiptune, the perfect setup.
Pinkie enjoyed every bit of it, even the rowdy spectators.
The 11:00 hour came around, and the countdown started. Pinkie's eyes were glowing with excitement, and Misha's too.
She was holding my hand tight, and Pinkie sitting on my shoulders. She enjoyed her Nivea hat the guards gave us when we walked in the fenced area of Times Square.
Pinkie couldn't stay still. She wanted to see the ball drop, and probably go home.
The Time was nearing even closer, 11:50.
The Music got louder.
The crowd kept growing.
The news media in our faces, asking us some questions, and how long Misha and I had been dating.
I planned on changing the status of our relationship tonight, I snuck off to Tiffany's and bought a sterling silver ring for Misha.
I kept it in the inside breast pocket of my WSU jacket that I've had for only God knows how long.
I stood in silence, holding Misha's hand tight, and not wanting to let go. Pinkie's heart was racing, and she was jittering even more.
I brought her down from my shoulders, and handed her to Misha. Pinkie crawled right up on her shoulders.
My heart began to race. It was almost time for the Final countdown to start.
I heard a big explosion, then the tick of a clock.
The crowd was going nuts, The ball had began its descent.
I reached into my jacket, and took out the black case.
Pinkie looked down at me, smiled, then nodded.
I drop on one knee..
39..
38..
37..
Misha covers her mouth, hiding a smile, I'm sure.
"Misha, We've been together for 6 years, and they've been the happiest of my life.." I started with a rushed tone.
29..
28..
27..
I continued.. "I have one question for you, My final question to you in the year 2016.."
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18..
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I swallowed deep, and asked her, shaking..
"W-will you marry me,. Misha..?"
She stared down at the glistening sterling silver ring, and it's large 24 karat diamond.
She said trembling "..Y-yes.. I will.."
I placed the ring on her finger.
The Crowd starts to chant..
10!
9!
8!
I grabbed her hand, and Pinkie's hoof, holding them both tight.
7!
6!
5!
It had all come down to this. The last five seconds of an amazing year. I had started to shed a tear, when i sucked it up and moved on.
4!
3!
This was it.. My heart was racing, I was looking straight into Misha's eyes, And it just.. Happened.
2!
1!
We made the move as soon as the crowd became silent, and the artillery shells were going off.
It was short, but just as I had imagined.
I looked up at Pinkie, and she was amazed at the brightly coloured fireworks going off above Manhattan.
I grabbed Pinkie, and held her in my Arms, and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
"Happy new year, Daddy..." She said, giving me a huge hug.
We headed out of the square as fast as we could, or as we could.