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// What hay is this? 
// Story: I think I love you... 
// by FinnPony 
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Thunderlane soared on the clear night sky, over the clouds. He flew slowly, almost never flapping his wings. He didn't have any rush to head back to his home.
He was trying to make any sense of what had happened just minutes ago.

"Okay.. Seriously what the hay is this?" Thunderlane asked from himself. 
He had left from his home angry, looking for his little brother who hadn't came back home in time. Something happened, and he asked the most wanted mare of the town out with him.
"Now that I think of it.. It was her who asked me out," Thunderlane thought, and a cocky smile appeared on his face. He had been asked out by the most wanted mare of whole Ponyville.

Thunderlane curved to his right, avoiding a head on collision with a stray cloud. He hadn't noticed it because his thoughts were running back to that moment in front of Carousel Boutique.

"Damn.. Her mane.. her white fur shining in moonlight.. her cute, big eyes.." he thought, smiling happily to himself. Then the happy smile turned into a wry grin and he added out loud: "..And that flank."
He chuckled a little, and noticed that he was now almost home. He could see the roof of his house right under him.

Thunderlane did a steep dive, folding his wings flat against his sides. He gained speed and just before ground he opened his wings again, and pulled himself back up. He glided the rest of the way to his doorsteps, and unlocked the door. He stepped in and closed the door behind him.

Thunderlane switched the lights on, and immediately let out a small hiss from between his teeth. If Rarity was ever going to visit him - and that was what he hoped - he should really clean up someday.

His house was a mess. There were scarfs hanging all around the lounge, but none of them were in hanger. They hung from the ceiling fan and some of them laid on the floor.
Thunderlane continued forward.

He came to the living room, and saw that the situation there wasn't much better. A big pile of old newspapers had been formed next to the armchair he used to sit. He looked at the ground next to the armchair, and saw couple of empty beer cans. He kicked them under the chair. There was a visible layer of dust on the floor. The only plant he had in his house had died long ago, but it's remains never had been moved. 

Thunderlane grinned, and moved on. He didn't even need to step into the kitchen. He already knew that even seeing it would make Rarity pass out. Imagining that made him snicker to himself.

Thunderlane then sighed deeply, and thought that maybe it would be better for him to get to bed. Maybe that would sort out his thoughts, and make everything much clearer in the morning. He still had to do a little planning for tomorrow, Rarity wasn't a mare who could be impressed easily.

He stretched his back, and started to rise up the stairs towards his bedroom, that was next to bathroom and Rumble's room. He snickered when he remembered that all this was partly made by Rumble. Without him, he would have never left the house in first place, nor met Rarity at Carousel Boutique.
Thunderlane made a mental note to than Rumble if everything would work out with him and Rarity.

He opened the door to his room, and quickly trotted to his bed. Thunderlane jumped to his bed, making the whole bed let out a suspicious cracking sound. Thunderlane just chuckled a bit, and pulled the blanket to his chin. He closed his eyes, and tried to fall asleep quickly.

That didn't work out though.
He couldn't shake Rarity out of his head now. Every time he was about to fall asleep, he remembered another little unique detail about her. That stopped him from falling asleep.
"Brains, you're not helping me right now," Thunderlane thought annoyed, and rolled to his back. He stared at the light grey ceiling, which glowed almost white in the moonlight that poured trough the window. 
That too reminded him of Rarity, or her beautiful coat actually.
"Am I just nervous? Or what is this?" Thunderlane thought to himself, and rolled to his other side. He then stated to think about his past with Rarity.

He of course had known Rarity long before she had known him. Everypony of his age had had crush on her when younger, and today too probably. He smiled when he remembered the incident that happened while he was in training.
"She hugged me," he thought, and remembered how he had bragged about it to the other colts in Ponyville. His smile then faded away, when he remembered how bad his crush towards Rarity had been after that.
"I couldn't sleep, because she was all I thought, nor could I.." Thunderlane thought, but then stopped. His eyes went wide and his mouth opened a little.
"Could it be? Could this be that again?" he thought when he realized that he had had these symptoms before. He rolled back to his back, and stared at the ceiling. 

Couple of weeks after the incident at the academy, Thunderlane had finally overcome the fact that Rarity and him could never a couple. He was a pony who liked to mess around, and get hes hooves dirty, while Rarity was just the opposite of him. A clean and polite young adult, who despised everything that could get her hooves dirty. 
Thunderlane had came in terms with that, and the symptoms had gone away. But now he started to have hope again, and the symptoms came back. He now rolled around his bed nervously, trying to make sense of the situation.

"What the hay is this?" Thunderlane thought and pressed his head deep into his pillow, before falling into a really thin sleep.