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// I Like You *edited 
// Story: Montrose 
// by TLC 
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Ah, young love.



"Come on!"



In times such as these, it's normal for a filly or a colt to suddenly develop such an emotion for another, Even at such a young age.




"Nope."



Though a heavy subject, love is taken very lightly at times. Not just by the youth, but adults as well. Love is something you express, either through physical or oral presentation. Physical mostly, due to it being a verb and all.



"Give it back!"

"Nuh-uh!"




Anyway, it can be hard to find the courage to express it, if it calls for it. When you fall for another, the first instinct is to tell them. Simple, right? Or is it? How often can one say they love another in strict confidence, without fear of loss of words or sweaty hooves? Tying tongues or cotton mouth, weak knees and the sense of falling? 

But, I'm moving ahead of myself and the subjects at hoof. So let's tuck away the word love for now...and settle for another of more likely meaning.


"For Celestia's sake, Rumble!" Scootaloo cursed. "Give me my saddle bags back!"

She pouted, reaching for her bags that dangled just out of her reach. They were held airborne by her longtime friend, soon to be beaten to a pulp, Rumble, who swiped them and hovered above her while laughing. "Come on, Rumble! I'm gonna kick your flank!" She laughed, grabbing the pegasus by one of his hooves.

Rumble could do nothing but smile and giggle at the filly, her hooves holding on to his causing a sudden hue on his muzzle unnoticed by the orange pegasus. she hung on to the saddle bags and tried her best to pull them out of his grip, but it was all for not, despite the fact Rumble was barely even holding onto them anymore.

Across the road, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom watched with all knowing smiles.

"They are so cute together!" Sweetie Belle gushed, Applebloom was simply laughed at the two.

"I wonder what Rumble's keeping her waiting for?" She giggled. 

"If It's what I think it is, he needs to hurry before Rarity picks me up." Sweetie said, loud enough for Scootaloo and Rumble to take notice. 

Scootaloo groaned as she helplessly tugged at her saddle bags' strap, avoiding eye contact with the colt above her. Rumble hovered back into her view, only for her to look away again. He then moved in closer so that he could look into her eyes, laughing as Scootaloo moved again. That was one of the things he found the cutest about her, she could never talk to him while looking at him. She would always stare at the ground or look away, kicking at the ground.

As much fun as he was having with the tom-colt, Rumble couldn't bare to wait any longer, his heart beating faster and faster. His stomach churning as his nerves shook his every limb, but he still looked calm and cool to the orange pegasus. Scootaloo stared down at Rumble's hoof and at her own, how nice her shade of orange was with his calming shade of gray. She could feel her heart flutter and feel it beat in her ears. As much as she couldn't bare to look him in the eyes, Scootaloo knew they shared the same color. 

The two stood partially staring at each other, oblivious to the two mares approaching the other fillies present.

"Heya, fillies!" Applejack greeted, Rarity following behind her. The farmer mare turned to the other two foals across the way, furrowing her brow. "Uh...is there somethin' goin' on?"

Rarity turned to watch as well. "Hmm, indeed. Sweetie Belle, are Scootaloo and Rumble having a disagree-"

"Shhh!" Both fillies hissed at the mares, surprising and silencing them indefinitely.

Come on, you two... Applebloom thought to her self, her hooves cross in hope. 

Please say what I think he'll say, please say what I think he'll say! Sweetie Belle chanted mentally.

Okay, Rumble... Rumble thought to himself. ...If you're really gonna do this, you've got to now!

Scootaloo looked up at Rumble. He was gazing into her eyes, she could feel his grip slowly slip away from her saddle bags and the shaking in his hoof. He hovered down to the ground so that he stood right in front of Scootaloo.

"Rumble?" She asked, getting closer to have a better look at the colt. "Are you alrigh-" Her eyes went wide as he leaned forward past her muzzle and whispered into her ear.

"Scootalooyou'recutefunnyandniceandIlikeyou!" He said, then let go of the bags completely before turning away and flying at light speed in the other direction, leaving only a cloud of smoke stuck in the same shape as his take off stance in his wake.

Scootaloo stared wide eyed with her jaw hanging open, Sweetie Belle, Applebloom and their stared with mouths agape.

"S..Scootaloo?" Sweetie said, looking at her along with Applebloom. The orange pegasus stared off after Rumble, watching him disappear in the distance as her face tinted as red as a tomato.

He...likes me?




~*~*~




Miles away in a cloud home far above Sugarcube Corner, two doors opened and closed with a slam as Rumble leaned back against his bedroom door. He panted and slid down the door's surface, wiping the drops of sweat from his fore head with a hoof. 

"Well..." He panted. "...I did it."

But still, a question hung in the air. What did he do? He stared at his bed across from him, finding it more comfortable than the floor and hovering over to it, plopping face down on to his cloud sheets. His heart was going a bazillion miles a second, his head swarming with thoughts like bees in a beehive. He turned over so he could stare at the ceiling, finding his breath again and finally slowing his heart.

Okay... He thought. I told her, after this long I finally told her ...But why do I feel like I'm missing something?

He then sat up, his eyes wide and his wings spread apart. "I just left her standing there! Oh, I'm such a dork!"

He fell backwards onto his bed with a fluff, his hooves covering his eyes as he pretended he was invisible. He wished he was invisible, wished he was in Manehatten, the moon. He wished to be anywhere but where he was, under his bed seemed like a nice place to hide for the rest of his life. Yeah, he stashes food under there so his brother wouldn't take it. All he needed was a couple of bottles of apple juice, some conics, maybe some Wonderbolts magazines. 

"I wonder if Scoots has any-Hey wait a minute!" Rumble shouted, looking around to find that was alone in his bedroom and then face hoofing himself. "Get it together, Rumble. Nothing is bucked here. All you can do is let it sink in over night, and confront the problem in the morning."

Rumble sat there on his bed for a few moments, then threw his hooves up in frustration. "Agh! This was a stupid idea!"

Suddenly, his bedroom door opened and a large coal colored stallion burst in. He lept on to Rumble's bed, launching the surprised colt into the air and catching him.

"Sup, Rumbler!" Thunderlane said, ruffling Rumble's mane causing the colt to laugh as well. "Why are you screaming around up here?"

Rumble hopped out of his older brother's grip and landed on his bed. "N-No reason! I...I had just accidentally kicked my bed and hurt my hoof!"

Thunderlane looked at his brother quizzically, then to the bed. "Okay, I believed when you said mom hid our Hearts Warming presents on the roof. I believed you when you claimed you saw a giant dragon snatch up the unicorn from the Boutique and destroyed half the town while I was on call for weather maintenance in Baltimare." He landed right in front of his brother, raised his hoof and lightly kicked the bed. "But if you're telling me you hurt your hoof on a cloud, you got another thing coming."

Rumble rolled his eyes. "Agh, whatever." He pouted, sitting on his bed while facing away from his brother. Thunderlane sat beside him and wrapped a hoof around him.

"Aw, don't be like that. Why are you all upset?" Thunderlane asked. "Come on Rum, You can tell me!"

Rumble sat there in silence, then eventually sighed. "Alright fine." He turned to his brother and pointed an accusing hoof. "But it doesn't leave this room!"




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"Uh, Scootaloo?" Applebloom poked her friend in the shoulder, not getting any signs of life. "Uh, it's been like half an hour now." Applebloom poked the pegasus again, rolling her eyes. "Scootaloo, hello?! Is there anypony in there?!"

Applebloom continued to poke Scootaloo for the remainder of that afternoon, not once did Scootaloo move from her standing position staring off into the distance where Rumble flew off.