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// Chapter 4: I want to be loved 
// Story: Infatuation 
// by Wheremymaresat 
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Chapter 4: I want to be loved!


I awoke from a mid-day sleep on Lyra's couch. I hear the sound of... 'What could it be? Children laughing? I haven't heard that since preschool.' I got up and walked over to the turquoise door. I opened it to see if there was some poor colt or filly being picked on out there. Only to find that there were three paint-covered fillies having fun painting a house. Each of them constantly looking at their flanks, only to frown at the blankness.
"Aw we'll never get our cutie marks" Said the yellow earth pony with a red mane, a southern accent, and a bow. "Don't give up. We still haven't tried knighthood!" Said the white unicorn foal with her pink-purple mane. To this an orange pegasus with a darker purple mane replied, "Knighthood? There are no knights in Ponyville Sweetie!" I walked outside to see what was going on between them.
Before I got within ten feet of them, the yellow one turned and ran up to me. "Who are you sir? I don't know you. Are you new in Ponyville? What's your cutie mark?" Said the energetic young filly. The other two followed behind her. "Hey... um, I'm Glass, and yes I'm new here. I only got here last night." I yawn as I wish I hadn't taken that afternoon nap. "And my cutie mark is a chocolate truffle."
The one who was referred to by the orange one as "Sweetie" spoke next. "I GOT IT! Chocolate making! Cutie Mark Crusaders, candy makers!" They all jumped and hopped happily to the idea of a new adventure. I had no idea why these children were so simple. They had even more colorful personalities than Pinkie Pie, who I had come to think of as the bounciest pony in all of Equestria.
They introduced themselves to me in a fashion I had never seen before. "Cutie Mark Crusaders! It's our job! To find a talent before we sob! Cutie mark crusaders it's our quest to find something at which we're best!"I chuckled a little at the young spirits of these fillies. I smiled, something I still wasn't used to doing. These curious ponies had made my day. No, my year!
"It's nice to meet you three..." They starred at me with wide eyes. "What are your individual names though?"
The yellow one stood straight and introduced herself happily in her southern accent. "I'm Apple Bloom" The orange one followed with "My name's Scootaloo" In a slightly more gruff, but still childish voice. And the white one was last, saying in a sweet voice with no accent to speak of, "Call me Sweetie Belle"
I decided that I didn't have time for this if I wanted to see the important parts of town. "Where are the biggest landmarks and such here?" I asked. Apple Bloom's face lit up even more. Something I thought was impossible for the circumstances. In a hyperactive tone she said "I know a place! Yer' gonna love it!" She pointed towards a farmhouse area, and after a bit of back and forth about what that place was. I headed of in the direction of Sweet Apple Acres.
As I walked, a multicolored stream of light flew right by my head, causing me to fall on my face. I looked up to see that it was coming back, and after squinting my eyes, I could see that it was not just a light. Is that... a pegasus? The flying object stopped right in front of me in the blink of an eye, it was a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane. I had read the papers, I had heard the radio stories. I knew who this was...
"You okay man?" Looking down at me... was Rainbow Dash. "You took quite a fall there. I probably should have slowed down." She chuckled. I looked up. "I...It's fine." I got up, patting myself off. I stuttered in the presence of the famous Rainbow Dash. "Y-you're... You're Rainbow Dash!" I exclaimed.
She laughed. "So you've heard of me?" She smirks as she looks at me. I had to try not to feed her ego or I might have never heard the end of it. "Yes, I um... saw your big crash two years ago." That was probably the ninth stupidest thing I had ever said. "I see..." Her smirk disappeared and she looked at the ground. I had to think of something else. And I remembered Remy's words. (If you make friends, you don’t hurt them) "W-wanna be friends?" I said nervously. My logic at this point was crippled. But at least I said something that might make her feel better. 
"Sure I guess. If you beat me in a contest of some sort." As she said this, I thought of the many things I'm good at, and how good she might be at them. One thing came to mind... "A hoof wrestle!" I said. I was fantastic at hoof-wrestling. I hated having normal fights because of  my lack of muscle. But I was an amazing hoof-wrestler. 
"Fine." She gave out a cocky chuckle as she flew over to a nearby stump and readied her hoof. I walked over to it aswell. I placed my  hoof next to hers and the fight began.
She was strong. Her hoof almost had mine over the edge from the start, but I was slowly making my way back up. The whole thing was five minutes of sweating in a stalemate before I decided to do something I had never tried before. I looked her dead in the eye. Her red eyes locked with my amber eyes, as I gave a single, flirtacious, wink.
Rainbow Dash was startled and her wings shot up like rockets as her hoof went down onto the stump. I chuckled. "Well it looks like I win this round." I said proudly. Rainbow just sat there, flabbergasted. 
"I have somewhere to be. Sorry, Miss Dash!" I said as I ran towards Sweet Apple Acres. I was later informed that she was sitting there for a good twenty minutes with extended wings and a dropped jaw. I had no time to calm her down from her shock. It was almost dark and I wanted to find some more of the colorful town I had awoken in twice in the same day.
I finally got to the acres ten minutes later. And somehow, I was noticed right away by a red stallion with an orange mane. Oddly enough, he walked up to me slowly, rather than the usual speed of a pony in this town who sees a new face. He was calm and collected as he slowly trotted toward me.
"Is this the Apple residence?" I said, not knowing what else to say to such a muscular earth-stallion. To this he replied a simple "Eeyup." followed by a small smile.
"My name is Glass Pane" I was finally getting used to saying my full name "What's yours?" The large red stallion chewed on the piece of wheat he had in his mouth and said "I'm Big Macintosh. But you can call me Bic Mac. It's what a lot of ponies call me in these parts. You seem like a new face, where ya from, stranger?" He said in his oddly nonchalant voice.
"F-Fillydelphia..." I hardly knew what his reaction would be. He seemed like a pony who knew more about the outside world than the others.
His eyebrows raised as his eyes widened. He looked over at my flanks to check my mark. He sighed in relief when he saw the harmless truffles. "Well you must be alright if Remy let you through. I'd introduce you to the rest of the family, but Applejack and Granny Smith just left to go sell jam in Manehattan. It's getting dark anyways. You should head home."
I smiled slightly, trying not to take offense at the first half of what he said. "Sure. Thank you mister Macintosh. Have a nice night." I smiled and walked away. I found that it was dark before I could get back to Lyra's house. I stood there in a part of town I didn't recognize.
It was colder than the night before. I shivered quite a bit. A door to a house behind me opened, and a familiar voice called out. "Hey out there! you're gonna freeze! Come inside, I have food and a guest room!" Said the voice of an elegant mare.
I recognized the voice instantly, and made my way to the open door that led into the warm house. Bonbon was waiting at said door. Her slightly curled hair, moving with the breeze. "H-hi Bonbon." I said. stuttering from both nervousness and from the unexpected cold I had just been through.
"Oh! Glass!" She said as I stumbled inside. She led me over to her couch. "Are you alright?" She said in her amazing voice. Like an angel asking if the trip to heaven was too bumpy. 
"I'm fine. Thank you. I suppose I didn't make it to Lyra's in time." I said, without thinking about the implications.
"Oh my! You and Lyra are already living together? Well you DO work fast, mister Pane." She snickered. I blushed furiously and said "It's not like that!"
After an hour of talking back and forth on the subject of Ponyville as a town, she asked me. "So what do you want out of Ponyville?"
This was a great question... What did I want out of Ponyville? My verbal answer was "I'm not sure yet." But in my mind. being there next to Bonbon Kyandi...

The one thing I could think of was...
'I want to be loved...'