Derpy turned around to face Time Turner and she asked, “What does she mean by ‘tell her how you feel?’”
“I uhh, well… The thing is… You are…” Time Turner tried to squeeze out a proper sentence, but ended up being tongue turned. His face blushed, embarrassed he had other ponies around watching. Raindrops whispered into Parcel Post’s ear and gestured for the break room. Raindrops winked at Time Turner before she and her boss left the helpless romantic and gray mailmare alone.
The pegasus frowned, “Did I do something to upset you…?” She looked to the window and called to her daughter, “Dinky, did I do something wrong?”
“No, Mom!” Dinky cried back. “But Time Turner has been needing to… confess something to you.”
“Confess what?” Derpy saw Time Turner rub the back of his legs and his ears were pointed back. “Time Turner,” she said, walking up to her friend, “is there something you need to tell me?” The mare took notice of Time Turner’s beat-red face. “Are you sick?” Time Turner’s lips writhed into what looked to be a wiggly line. Derpy gasped, “Are you dying!?”
Though his blush remained, the stallion’s expression changed into a more happy visual. “No, Derpy. I am quite healthy.” Derpy sighed out of relief, glad her friend’s days were not yet numbered. “But I am nervous…”
Derpy giggled, “But what is there to be nervous about? It's just me. You can tell me anything.” Time Turner swallowed, the stallion daring to change his fate with Derpy.
“Can I tell you that I… that I like you...a lot? he asked, his heart now in his throat. Time Turner’s pulse began to quicken as he watched the color in Derpy’s cheeks began to show visible pink. Her eyes widened and began to look in awkward directions. When she blinked, her eyes were locked in Time Turner, a sign she was taking the situation at hoof very seriously.
“As in… you… have a crush on me?” Derpy brought a hoof to her cheek, the mare stunned by the stallion’s question.
“My emotions for your are more solidified than a simple school pony’s crush, Derpy,” Time Turner said, and Derpy gasped, her heart falling into her stomach. “It’s been… so long since I have felt this way about you. I’ve just, never found the strength to tell you that-” In a swift movement, Derpy Hooves lunged herself at the brown earth pony with tears in her eyes. The stallion didn’t expect Derpy to be so quick with joy, but he was glad to see the pegasus happy.
“Oh, Time Turner!” Derpy squeaked, her voice choked over emotions. Her grip was painful and Time Turner worried his neck may snap, but he let Derpy be herself. “I… never thought a stallion would ever like me like me.”
“Good thing you were wrong. Sometimes a hypothesis being proven incorrect is the best outcome.” Time Turner wrapped an arm around the pegasus, and said into her ear, “And I am glad I was wrong about you rejecting me. What was I thinking?”
Derpy lifted her head, a stream of tears rolling down her puffy cheeks. “Yeah, Mr. Scientist!” she smiled. “Why did you have to be so dumb for so long?”
“Fear,” Time Turner admitted.
The mare shook her head, “Well, there is no need to be afraid.” Derpy dipped her head, her ears pointed back and blush painted her cheeks. Time Turner did the same as she and touched her forehead with his own. “I’ll be your special somepony whenever you are afraid,” Derpy whispered.
“And I will have nothing against that, m-my… my… my…” Time Turner tried to conjure up a lover’s compliment, but he was too lost in the moment. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but knew it was true.
Derpy brought a hoof to Time Turner’s nose. “Here is a hypothesis: Will Time Turner be a good kisser?”
Time Turner grinned, “That is a problem, not a hypothesis.”
“And so far, you are terrible because you haven’t done it yet. Like you said, you want some hypothesises to be wrong, right?” Time Turner knew trying to correct Derpy the difference a problem and have from one another was not going to win him any points in regards to kissing.
“You are right,” Time Turner said. “Let’s hope I disprove your… ‘hypothesis.’”
“I know you will.” Lost in the moment, the two ponies pressed their muzzles against one another, the first contact of love. Time Turner watched the mare slowly lean into him, gently bringing her lips onto his, creating a second contact of love and emotion. Derpy felt the stallion pull her into a soft embrace, tickling her every nerve. The moment was short, but long enough for the two ponies to enjoy their first moments as special someponies.
“Darn,” said Derpy with a cute smile, “looks like my hypothesis was wrong.”
Even though Derpy never provided a hypothesis to begin with, Time Turner was glad he was a good kisser. “It appears to be that way.”
The door to the post office opened up and a voice spoke, “I have a package set for Canter-” Derpy left Time Turner with speed in her hooves and the mare slammed into the door with her shoulder.
“Don’t ruin the moment I am having!” Derpy shouted. Time Turner was taken aback by Derpy’s quick and unpredictable, but the motion reminded him that this was the mare he was in love with. The mare spun around and batted her eyes at the stallion, “Thank you, Time Turner.”
“And thank you, Derpy Hooves.” He looked to the door and heard the pony who tried to enter outside grumbling, perhaps in pain. “Now, as much as I am enjoying this moment, I believe you should get your day started.”
“Okay,” she said. The mare flapped her wings and flew over to the stallion, kissing his nose in midair. Then she went to the door and opened it, “Welcome to the Ponyville Post Office.”
A stallion had a hoof over his nose and said, “Didn’t feel like I was welcomed…” The mare walked outside and began discussing with the delivery pony, leaving Time Turner to himself.
Dinky walked into the post office and looked up at the smiling Time Turner. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.”
“Yeah…” was the only word he could muster, spellbound by his love for Derpy Hooves. Raindrops and Parcel Post exited the break room, the two smiling at the event that had just occurred.
“That was so cute,” Raindrops giggled.
“Congrats, Time Turner,” Parcel Post said.
“Yeah…” Time Turner repeated.
***
Derpy strapped herself into her harness, ready to head for Canterlot. Time Turner stood to the side, ready to see Derpy off. Dinky had already left for school, but the filly didn’t mind for once. She finally convinced Time Turner to confess his feelings to her mother, so she could finally but that task to rest.
“I am all saddled up and ready to go!” Derpy exclaimed.
Time Turner walked up to his special somepony and kissed her on the cheek, “You be careful, okay?”
“If I did that, I wouldn’t be Princess Celestia’s professional glass breaker,” Derpy countered. The sentence worried the stallion for a moment, but again, he remembered this was Derpy Hooves he was talking to; and in love with. The mare adjusted her mailmare cap and soluted, “Farewell, Time Turner. I’ll tell you how everything goes when I get back.”
“Come by the lab when you return,” said Time Turner. Derpy slowly trudged along before gaining momentum. And soon, she was up in the air, delivering the same three crates of glass as she has before.
Parcel Post made his way out of the post office and stood beside Time Turner. “I am happy for you two,” he said.
“Thank you,” Time Turner responded. Both stallions watched Derpy Hooves fly into the air, her figure very small. Hearts began to bubble around Time Turner, his emotions overflowing with happiness.
Up in the air, they heard Derpy exclaim, “I AM IN LOVE!” In a fit of joy, the mare attempted to do a loop. However, the contents of the wagon could not maintain stationary and began fell out, descending to the ground.
“HEADS UP, EVERYPONY!” Parcel Post shouted. “FALLING CRATES AT TWELVE O’ CLOCK!” The townsponies nearby looked to the sky to see three large crates carening toward the town and they all took cover. Time Turner, however, remained still, his eyes locked on Derpy Hooves. Parcel Post looked up to see one crate that may very well crush the lovestruck stallion. “Time Turner,” he shouted from his hiding place, “move or you will be crushed!”
But his words did not sway Time Turner. “There is no need for me to move,” the brown pony replied, his tone too calm for the severity of the situation. “The trajectory of the falling crates will end up falling in the streets, harming nopony in the process.”
“But you are in the streets, you dolt!” Parcel Post slapped a hoof on his forehead, worried if Derpy’s kiss infected Time Turner and removed all of his rational thought.
“If I move, I will have a likely chance of being crushed.” Time Turner saw Parcel Post trying to get in another word and the brown pony held up a hoof, “Just watch.”
The first two crates smashed into the ground, nowhere close to anypony, and thankfully didn’t break open, either. The last one, however, was heading for Time Turner. Instead of speaking up, Parcel Post closed his eyes, not wanting to see Time Turner’s final moments. The ground rumbled as the final crate cratered into the ground. After a silent moment, the mailpony opened his eyes and saw the large box right beside Time Turner. The brown pony turned around and faced Parcel Post. “See?” Time Turner said. “Nothing to worry about.”
In the sky, Derpy called out, “Sorry, everypony!”
“It’s alright, Derpy!” Time Turner called back. "Nopony got hurt!"
Parcel Post shook his head and he muttered to himself, “Celestia, help them both…”
The end