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// Ch. 5: Memories and the thought 
// Story: Colton and Daisy 
// by Allonsbro 
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Chapter 5: Memories and the thought
To say he was happy would have been the understatement of the century. As he walked home, Colton thought about Daisy. When he was with her time seemed to slow down and he wished that those moments would last forever. He loved her with every fiber of his being and he could see by the way her eyes lit up when she saw him that she felt the same way. 
He remembered the day they first met. It was the middle of autumn and Caramel Toffee needed some extra help, so Colton had volunteered. He was wearing a vest and hat with the name of Caramel’s moving company imprinted on it and he was on his way home when he noticed her. She was straining to pull a very heavily-laden cart down the street while carrying two sets of saddlebags. He had never seen her before and figured she was new in town. Being raised to be a gentlecolt, he trotted over to and offered his help.
“I’m sorry,” she had said, “I don’t have the money to hire a mover.”
“What?” he said, confused, then remembering the hat and vest explained, “Oh, no, I don’t actually work for a moving company. My friend Caramel owns one and he needed some extra help. He gave me these because it’s good advertizing. I’ll help you for free, if you like.”
“Oh...Well thank you,” she said, moving from the wagon. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to impose.”
“It’s nothing at all.” he said, hooking up to the wagon and beginning to pull. “Besides, it’s supposed to rain in a little while and we can’t have a pretty lady like you catching a cold on your first day in Ponyville.”
She blushed and turned away.
“Uhh…er…that is…I mean..” he tried to cover up, realizing what he had just said to a complete stranger. His face turned beet red.
“I’m right around this corner,” she said, indicating he should turn right. 
“So…where are you from?” he asked, trying to move on from the awkward moment. 
“I moved here from Fillydelphia. I’m Daisy, by the way.”
“Wait..You pulled this cart all the way from Fillydelphia all by yourself?!” he said, surprised.
“No, I didn’t. I had hired a moving company, but I only had enough money to take me part of the way. I pulled it for the last few miles. I told them that my sister lived in town and I could get the rest from her, but they wouldn’t listen.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. Caramel would have taken you up on your offer,” he said. “Who’s your sister?”
“Her name is Carrot. She’s a yellow earth pony…”
“…with a very curly orange mane and tail and three carrots for a cutie mark?” he finished for her. “I know Carrot. She’s actually my neighbor.”
“Oh really! What a coincidence. Well, it looks like we’re here.”
Sure enough, they had arrived.
“Do you need any help moving things in? I don’t really have anywhere else to be for a while.”
“I’d like that. Thank you,” she said. “Oh, by the way, I didn’t get your name.”
“Colton. Colton Vines, ma’am.” He replied, tipping his hat. “Well, it’s actually Colton Vines III, but not many ponies know that.”
“I’ll be sure to keep it quiet, then. How about we get this stuff inside before it rains, Colton?”
“Whatever you say, Miss Daisy.”
That day was one of his fondest memories. As he continued walking, other memories began coming up. He remembered their first date. It was a few months after she had moved. He asked her to come to the restaurant where Blues was playing his saxophone. On a spur of the moment, Blues decided to debut a love song he had written called Our First Date. He also made a point of dedicating it to the two of them. Their faces had changed from yellow and pink to bright red. Blues hadn’t played it in a while, but Colton still remembered how it went.
Standin’ right outside your house I straighten up my tie.
I’m feelin’ mighty nervous, sweetheart I won’t lie
You open up your big front door, and that’s when my heart hits the floor
My heart just melts when I look in your eyes
Cause it’s our first date 

The times roll by to our first kiss
I’m holding you as we lock lips
All of time just fades away, as I think back to yesterday
Your hoofs around my neck, my heartbeat skips
I think back to our first date.

I’ve got a ring and I’m on my knees
I’m asking you if you would please
Make me the happiest stallion, cause you’re one in a million
and I’ve always been so glad from that one day
You make me happy in so many ways
Ever since our first date
He would have to get Blues to record that for him to give to Daisy. She’d like that. He only had a few minutes left of walking when the memory of their first kiss resurfaced in his mind. Winter had just been wrapped up (late again) and he was helping her plant some new daisies in her back yard. He was more familiar with planting grape vines and didn’t quite have the skills needed to plant daisies. But Daisy was a patient teacher and eventually he was planting the flowers as if it were his cutie mark. He had managed to accrue quite a bit of mud during the process, so Daisy got a wet rag and began to clean his face. As she was cleaning, their eyes met and before he knew it, their faces were within inches of each other. He reached his left hoof up, pushed away a few stray strands of her mane and gazed into her deep green eyes.  She put her front legs around his neck. They both closed their eyes and moved toward each other. As their mouths touched, he felt his heart start beating faster. A wave of pure joy washed over him and he put his arms around her neck. When their lips left each other they tilted their heads forward so their foreheads touched and just sat there, living in the moment. That had been his first kiss ever.
He thought back to other memories as well, such as their first fight, the first time he met her parents, the first time she met his mother, and the day she met Seyval, Berry and Ruby. Each and every one of the memories he thought of made him realize how much he loved her and how lucky he was to be with her. 
All through his walk down memory lane, a thought had come up from the depths of his mind. The thought had crossed his mind before, but only now did he seriously ponder it. With each step down memory lane, the thought grew in strength and resolve until it became an idea so big not even Celestia could stop it. He arrived at home and practically floated through the door.
Aunt Berry had returned and she, Seyval and Caramel were sitting at the dining room table, having tea and talking about Hoofington.
“Hey there, lover boy,” Seyval teased. “What’s got you walking on air?”
“How was your evening? Did Ruby get to bed alright?” asked Berry.
“Yes, she did,” Colton replied. “I have something I want to tell you all, but I need you to keep it among us. You can’t even tell Ruby.”
“No problem,” said Seyval. 
“Of course,” said Berry. 
Caramel nodded.
Colton was glad he had such a wonderful, supportive family. As he looked at the ponies around the table, he knew they would help him put his idea into action.  Face beaming with the biggest smile he ever had in his life, he told them his idea.
“I’m going to ask Daisy to marry me!”