Thorax looked through his small notebook full of idea's and schemes, quite a few had been crossed out due to failure. He went over through the failed plans once more.
"Flower's failed, card's failed, the poem failed." Thorax sighed. "And he still doesn't know!" He looked down at the reasons of failure. "Thought it was a changeling Holiday. I sent one on a pony holiday twice! The Poem failed to get its meaning across and came across as a ballad of friendship instead of love." He groaned. "How do I get through to him?" He looked over the rest of his plans. "There must be something I'm missing, something about Spike that I'm overlooking. Something I'm not doing right?" The changeling flopped on his bed and sighed. "I'm only here for the next three days." He muttered into the sheet.
Thorax was visiting Twilight's castle along with a few other creatures for a large party to celebrate a pony holiday called Hearts and Hooves Day, which as far as Thorax could figure out was a holiday about love. It was the perfect time to just go up and ask Spike out, but there was a problem. And while he knew there was a problem, he had no idea what the problem was.
"What am I doing wrong?" He groaned again into his sheet. He was interrupted by a rather loud knock on the door. Startled, he quickly shoved his journal under his pillow and rushed to the door. Upon opening it, he was met with a very angry looking Starlight. She had a red tinge in her eyes, and her mane and tail were a mess. He jerked back slightly half afraid she was about to pop him a new one. "Um, are you alright Starlight?" He asked, noticing her eye twitch in response. "You seem... slightly disturbed..."
"My room," She said with a growl, pointing down the hall to what Thorax assumed was the next door over. "Is right there, and I've been stuck listening to you gripe, scheme, plot, and complain about your mega crush on Spike for the last three hours!"
Thorax looked at her, his face now red. "P-please don't tell him!" Thorax begged, "I'll do anything! Just please, please don't tell him!"
"I won't." Starlight replied without hesitation. "I'm just here for one reason, and one reason only!"
"To tell me to shut up and go to bed?"
"Okay, two things," Starlight corrected "I'm here to inform you of the problem you can't figure out, and yes to tell your stupid ass to either go to bed or deal with it. Quietly!"
Thorax gulped, seeing sparks fly from Starlight's horn. He started nodding vigorously. Half because he really wanted to know the answer, and half because he was afraid of her blasting him through a wall.
"Spike," She said slowly taking a step toward him. "Isn't," She placed a hoof on his chest, pausing a bit to really drive her next word home. "Gay!" She shouted, pushing him, so he fell on his rear. With that she backed up and slammed the door in his face, trotting back toward her room. A second later, the door was reopened, Starlight peeking in. "Goodnight!" She added, slamming the door once more.
Thorax sat stunned simply staring at the door with a blank expression, before finally slamming his head against it. "No..." He whispered, the pieces finally falling into place. "Of course Spike doesn't think I love him, he's not into guys! How could I be so stupid!? This is a huge problem!" He rubbed his head. "How can I fix that? Spike isn't gonna do anything with me! He's so obviously straight! Oh, this is bad, this is so bad. How am I supposed to get him to love me if my own body disgusts him!" Thorax began pacing. "Okay well, a love potion is out. I want Spike to really love me, not because of magic. That's just messed up!" His wings buzzed in frustration. "Damn it, Spike, why'd you have to be straight, you've poked so many holes, and thrown so many problems at me." Thorax rolled his eyes. "What am I saying? It's not like he can decide to be gay. It's just how he was born! It's genetic or something!" He sighed. "How am I supposed to solve this problem? I could do everything right and never get past best friends. He's never going to love me!" He flopped to the floor in defeat as that same thought echoed in his mind. "He's never gonna love me, He never is, He won't, He...he...He!" His ears shot up with realization! "Spike's not the problem! I am! If I want Spike to love me, I can't be a he, I have to be a she! I know what I must do!" He yelled out loud.
"Go to bed!" Starlight yelled, the anger in her voice evident even through the wall.
"After a good night's sleep." He added in embarrassment as he got into his bed. With new hope, he looked up at the ceiling. "Tomorrow the problem will be fixed, and nothing will stand in my way!"