And it’s again two days later. I've been thinking about my feelings. “Did I really think Twilight was cute?” I asked myself. I was lying in my bed, but I get up because I couldn't sleep. “I probably meant it platonically”
When I came in the main part of the library, Twilight was practicing her magic with Spike. “You’re up early today.” She said.
I checked the clock and noticed it was just seven AM. “Oh yeah.” I said. “I couldn't get to sleep again. And I was hungry anyway.”
Twilight got up from her books and said something to Spike. It was some chitchat about magic that I didn't really understand. Something about combining number twenty-five with transformation and teleportation. Actually, I wasn't paying much attention to it.
Then, Twilight turned to me. “euh James?”
I caught myself that I was staring at Twilight. “erm… yes?”
“We received a letter yesterday evening. Me and Spike have to go to Canterlot today, so that means that you’re alone today.” Twilight said.
‘So beautiful’ I thought.
“James?” Twilight pulled me out of my daydream.
“euh… I euhm… I am alone today. Right.” I chuckled sheepishly. “Sorry, I was… still snoozing a bit.”
“Okay than.” Twilight smiled a bit confused. “We better leave now before we miss our train” and so, she and Spike left the library. “Goodbye!” they both said before they closed the door.
I was staring in the depths. “Bye” I whispered. After five more minutes, I turned around and started to talk to myself. “What just happened?” I walked to the kitchen and took a seat at the table. “Where was I with my thoughts? Why did I act so weird?” I slapped myself softly in the face. “I’m probably still a bit sleepy.” I got up and took a bowl from the closet, and some cereals. I prepared my breakfast and walked back to the main part of the library. I sat at the pillow Spike sat a few minutes ago, and ate my meal. I was halfway when I got distracted by a smell. I sniffed a bit and I figured out that it came from the pillow in front of me.
I smiled. It was still a bit weird. Since I got here, my smell improved.
I put my bowl aside and grabbed the pillow. I sniffed again. “man this is good.” I sniffed again. After two more sniffs, I realized what I was sniffing.
“Twilight’s butt.” I startled. I threw the pillow away and continued my meal. I tried to forget that moment, but the scent was unforgettable. As I continued, I found myself staring at the pillow and wondered or I should sniff it again. A shook my head and decided that it was safer to continue my breakfast in the kitchen.
Twilight was out, so I was bored. I couldn't stop thinking about Twilight. “Maybe” I sighed “I thought about Twilight to long the last two days, because my thought that she was cute and all, that I can’t stop thinking about her now.” So I thought that some distraction could help me. To clear my mind. “Maybe I can help Rarity.”
“Why hello darling. It’s been a while, isn't it?” Rarity welcomed me.
“Yeah, sure.” I said. “From the last time we saw each other.” I smiled.
Rarity rolled with her eyes. I usually told better jokes. “So, you’re here alone?”
“Yep,” I sighed. “Twilight is in Canterlot for some business.” I took a chair and sat on it. “So I am actually bored.”
Rarity walked to me and wrapped her hoof around me for some reason. She kept that position for a few moments. I don’t know for how long, because my thoughts were with Twilight… again.
“What’s wrong dear?” Rarity asked.
I stood up. “Wrong? What would be wrong?” I asked quickly, and watched rapidly from the right to the left.
“Don’t play games with me James.” She said stern. “I can see something is wrong with you.”
I sighed. “Yeah, there is something.” I admitted. “But please, don’t tell anyone.”
Rarity smiled with triumph. “of course not. If it’s a secret, I’ll keep it a secret.”
“Okay then.” I sighed. “Two days ago, I thought that Twilight was cute.”
“What’s wrong with that?” Rarity questioned. “I think that so often about almost everypony.”
“Yeah, but…” I rubbed in my face. “I couldn't sleep after that, and this morning, I was staring at her. And when she left, I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful she actually is, and…” I turned around to convince myself that there was nopony but Rarity listening to me “I thought that the smell from her pillow, where she sat on, was heavenly.”
Rarity stepped back and put everything in a row. As longer she thought, the bigger her smile got. “James. That’s not weird at all.”
“No? What else could it be? Crazy? Absurd? Creepy?”
“No, no” Rarity chuckled. “It’s called love.”
“Love!” I yelled. And I fainted away.