I awaken suddenly, screaming.
What a horrible nightmare. Wait, what happened?
I try to recall the dream, but fail. The two of them were definitely in it.
I still need to decide. Is it normal for fillyfoolers to go through such mental difficulty or do all relationships go through the pains of decisions?
I look out the window in my bedroom. The outside is still dark. I lift my head and look over at sleeping dragon in his bed.
He is such a heavy sleeper. I should probably go back to sleep. Where's Princess Luna when you need her?
I close my eyes and fall back to sleep.
I wake up once more, but in much more calm manner this time. I did not have any sort of strange dream again, rather, I did not dream at all. I dislike waking up without dreaming, sometimes it would give me headaches or migraines when I awaken, and this time is one of them. Pain in my head usually keeps me from thinking, and today is a day that I really need to think. I placed today's date as the due date for the decision. Obviously, though, I cannot start the selection process in my head because of the migraine.
I should probably go downstairs and get some medication, or maybe a hot pack will work. But medication is much more efficient. Ow.
Pain rushes to my head. I pull the covers off of myself, climb out of bed and make my way out of the room and downstairs to the library.
"Spiiike, medicine please!" I call out.
I slowly and carefully make my way downstairs with my eyes closed, because light makes my migraines worse. I feel for every stair step so that I would not tumble down and break something. I then hear a cabinet door squeak open and close. Next, a rush of water and some footsteps walking towards my direction. I feel around, with my front hoof in front of me, and assume the floor is the surface under me. I open my eyes to a squint. I am at my destination of the bottom of the staircase and notice Spike to my right. Closing my eyes, I grab the medication and glass of water from him. I place the pill on my tongue, and swallow it with a mouthful of water.
Why do pills always have that weird ta-. Ergh!
My head pulsates as I try to think again.
"You okay Twilight?" asks Spike in an uneasy tone.
I nod. I could hear the concern in Spike's voice. The meds would take a whi-. Urgh! More pain. I hoof the glass of water back to Spike. I open my eyes into a squint again and see the worry on Spike's face. I smile weakly at him.
"I'll be fine Spike, you already know how and why this happens," I reassure him.
Spike nods slowly.
"Yeah, I know, I just don't like it when these things pain you. I mean, err..."
I could tell he was trying to "correct" himself into being more masculine-sounding. I pat his head.
"I know Spike. You care."
I chuckle. Spike is a good dragon. Too bad he got rejected by Rarity again. I then notice the head pain starting to subside.
Thank Celestia! Now I can begin the process of selection. I hope this is the right compromise for issue, if not, then, well, whatever happens from the point of my choice on wards, happens.
I sit next to one of the bookshelves while Spike goes back to whatever he was doing previously. I use my magic to transport a piece of blank paper, a writing quill and an ink container to myself. Laziness, magic curses you with it. I decide to begin with a list of traits I adore and interests I share, beginning with Rainbow Dash.
What are some positive things I enjoy about Rainbow Dash? Two of them definately being a Pegasus and the Element of Loyalty.
I start from there and write an entire draft of other attributes.
This list is funny. If I like so much about Rainbow Dash, I should just choose her! But it would not give Applejack a chance at all. So moving on to Applejack.
What do I see in her besides that incomparable amount of responsibility and her never-say-a-lie motto? Wait, is there such a motto? I don't recall. Anyways, back to thinking and writing.
After a while of thinking and writing back and forth about the two mares I come to a conclusion that I am interested in the both of them equally. Some of their qualifications match too.
"Why is this so difficult...?" I whisper.
How can I give each of them equal chances, yet choose one over the other? Sweet Celestia, can I just have both? Like a harem or threesome? I like that idea.
I shake my head vigorously.
No, bad Twilight Sparkle, that would be a horrible thing to do to your friends. The phrase is "special somepony" not "special someponies." I may not know much about romantic relationships, but I do know that two-timing is a disrespectful relationship status. Well, if that is not a possibility, then what can I do?
I evaluate solutions. The constructive thinking makes my head hurt once more, then an idea forms into my mind.
Maybe I can test the both of them? Yes, a test! Hmm. A test to see with whom is more compatible as a partner. Genius Twilight! What kind of test should it be though? Multiple choice? Verbal? All of the above? Oh, that would be fun.
A mischievous smile spreads across my face.
Is this what they call, playing hard to get? Probably not, but whatever it is, I like it.
I write down the many ideas for questions that come to mind.
Just you wait you two. Being with me or not will be the most difficult selection you two will ever make.