Rainbow Dash stood
tall in the grass
fresh from rainfall
and evening dew.
Dash, sky blue and
prismatic; set
against deep green
and brown of earth
and soil. And yet,
even against
natural colours
of nature, such
vibrancy as
hers could not hide
diminutive
feelings written
all over her.
Me, a pony
of books and science
less so of things
like emotions
and feelings, could
still see, despite
myself, that there
might be something
bothering her
I watched as she
stepped closer, ears
wilted back, like
trees in autumn
weighted down by
remnants of a
past as of yet
unblossomed, and
a nagging doubt
taking away
from me my speech
It was Rainbow
who dared to break
the silence first
I knew she would
her eyes, bright and
sparkling, bear her
soul to witness
"I wanted to
get you alone."
of course she had,
standing with me
in the open
field and under
an orange and
purple night sky
Foolishly, I
spoke no words but
quiet mumble
that feebleness
from within me
winning over
but I could see
beginnings of
what Rainbow was
going to say
"It's just that I..."
I'm sure were I
somepony else
I could feel her
heart beating out
of her chest, her
hooves shuffling
upon the ground
her gaze digging
a hole through me
desperately
trying to find
any semblance
of romance, or
desire: at the
least some kind of
understanding
which I could not
possibly have
"I've been crushing
on you hard, Twi."
She said, ever
the fearless and
courageous mare.
Rainbow Dash was
bearing to me
everything and
risking it all
chest ripped open
heart exposed, and
conceding fate
to a bookish,
antisocial
and entirely
undeserving
introverted
small Unicorn.
"Wow, Rainbow, I
don't know what to
say. I'm afraid
I don’t have any
experience
yet in romance."
"Just do what your
heart tells you." Dash
replied, and that's
perhaps maybe
the wisest thing
she's ever said
I stare into
her eyes at the
deep wanting, and
at such desire
emboldened love
rich affection
and the craving
to be with me
"But why choose me?"
I offer, but
I cannot yet
escape the thought
that this somehow
could be a ruse
some sort of trick
or dastardly
prank to rile me.
"Why wouldn't it
be you? You're smart
and beautiful
and I love how
much you care for
your friends. And I
want to be close
to you every
day. I've never
told you, but that
shampoo you use
and the smell of
dusty old books
drives me crazy.
So just say yes."
I think on it
for some moments.
that in hindsight
must have been such
agony to
her, before at
last, returning
her gaze, I smile.
"Yes. I'd love to
go out with you."
In an instant,
she springs to life
back to her old
self. boisterous
and full of pride
to be with me
embracing me
and kissing me
below the ear.
In an instant,
I know, I won't
regret it, and
sink into Dash's
side, who, in turn,
lies down in the
tall grass where we
lay staring at
the stars for hours.