"And that's when my tuft will get HUGE and my wings will finally be wider than Flurry's, and I solve all the unrequited love problems in Equestria!"
Shining sighs.
"That's a nice fantasy, dear. I'll prepare the beanbag by the voyeurscope, like we did last year."
I try to frown but Shining knows me too well.
"And I'll get two feedbags of those stale heart-shaped candies!"
Shining kisses me on the cheek.
"That's my mare."
As I make a withdrawal from the strategic candy reserves, I muse about how lucky I am. I've always been rather colty for a mare, even before becoming the embodiment of the magic of love. And yet, here I am with a loving janefilly husband who has given me a beautiful daughter. All those mares who whispered behind my back about being a foalsitter can suck my clit, I hit the jackpot with that gig. I pull a pot of tea out of stasis and two cups and return to the living room. Shining perks up at the smell.
"Is that Anon's tea?"
I smile at him.
"I had him make it yesterday and put it into stasis. Happy Hearts and Hooves day, babe."
He accepts his cup with grin and a peck on my cheek.
"You too. Now get over here and let's see the fruits of your labor."
I belly flop onto the beanbag and loop the feedbag strap behind my head. Shining leans against my side as he puts his own on. I send a spark of magic to the voyeurscope, the crystal ball shimmering to show the first of many couples awkwardly meeting for their date. Technically, the voyeurscope is an illegal artifact, grandmothered in due to its use as a historical tool of government security. But that doesn't matter, I have been preparing for this day for months. Countless letters of introduction sent (1337 according to Twilight), each with a list of suggested topics, activities, and gifts. Notices sent to the various restaurants and gift shops about what to stock up on and expect. Contracting with a sympathetic Great One to provide portals between distant lovers. All for this one day of celebration and romance.
I flick from couple to couple to herd, smiling in satisfaction as their relationships deepen before me. Hours pass, consumed in stale candy, delicious tea, cuddling, and observing my matchmaking results. I can't help but notice how Shining has been nuzzling my neck, nosing closer and closer to my tuft. I flick the scope to one last couple. Anon, our ever vigilant, ever diligent foalsitter, keeping an eye on Flurry while scratching and petting Raven Inkwell. The poor, overworked mare practically melts on his lap, a blissful expression on her face. Perfect.
I deactivate the scope and roll Shining onto his back. He stares up at me with a cute blush on his face. I climb on top of him, shoving his snout into my tuft and straddling his hips.
"You've been so patient with me, my love. It's time for your reward."
He makes a muffled whimper, and I can feel his need, hot and rising between my legs. I may be one of the luckiest mares in Equestria, time to prove it.