It was a cold, and gloomy day. The weather team had moved in a thunderstorm over Ponyville, to refill a reserve that held water for Cloudsdale, if it ever needed any. Dr. Whooves was walking on his way home, he had been conduction some experiments with the Time Space Continuum. He had a few scrolls and drawings in his saddlebags, and was holding an umbrella above them carefully. Even though his were made of the finest waterproofing material in Ponyville, he still was not taking any chances. Suddenly, he felt something hit him in the back, knocking him over. When he got up and looked back, he saw a grey Pegasus, with a large mail bag.
He looked at the Pegasus and said, "Hey there! Watch where your going! I have very important things in these bags!" The grey Pegasus got to it's feet and looked at him, but then turned with a gasp and grabbed all the letters that had fluttered out of the bag. Dr. Whooves, feeling a little embarrassed at how he had responded, tried to help and grab some letters. After he had grabbed as many as he could, he turned and dropped them in the mailbag, landing with a whoosh
He then said, "I'm terribly sorry for the way i had responded before, I didn't mean to, i just got worried that my scrolls would get wet." After the grey Pegasus had stuffed the letters back into it's bag, Dr. Whooves looked to see that it was a mare, but she had an odd expression on her face.
Dr. Whooves then asked "Are you alright? Are you hurt? It seems something has happened to your face."
The grey Pegasus responded, "No... I'm alright, it's just..." she looked away from Dr. Whooves.
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Dr. Whooves then said, "What about your eyes?" Then the grey mare looked him right in the face, this made Dr. Whooves feel weird inside, a feeling he hadn't felt since he was in his young fillyhood. A feeling that felt warm, and fuzzy, with a slight spice to it.
He then said, "Oh, you have a wall eyed stare, interesting, i have never seen that before, it suits you nicely though."
The mare looked puzzled, and then said, "Really? Nopony has ever said that to me before."
"Yes indeed!" Dr. Whooves said, "There quite interesting, as i said before."
The mare blushed, and replied, "Thanks, people usually think I'm weird or something." just as she said this, the weather team was clearing the sky, letting a ray of sun, shine down onto the two ponies in the street.
Dr. Whooves then said, "Well, it seems the rain is over, looks like nice weather for now. By the way, what is your name? I am Dr. Whooves."
The mare, wiping the blush off of her face as best as she could, then said, "My name is Derpy Whooves, but you can call me Ditzy, most people call me that."
Dr. Whooves looked at her and smiled, he was thinking about his studies he had to get back to. He looked at the sun, realized it was sunset, and how he had to study that night, decided to bid Ditzy farewell.
"Alright then Ditzy, it was a pleasure meeting you, even if it wasn't in the most pleasant way" said Dr. Whooves.
Both Ponies laughed at this and bid each other farewell, yet neither could stop thinking about one another for a long period of time.
Now was the end of the day, Derpy had gone back to her small apartment, it was cozy, it needed a cleaning though, crumbs were all around the couch in the living room. Dr. Whooves went back to his laboratory, he went to the bedroom, dropped his saddlebags off to the side of the door, and laid in bed. They both were getting ready for bed, when each had a sudden wave of thought, it was like they were connected. Derpy could see in her mind, the studies Dr. Whooves had been conducting, in this weird place, that looked like the stars but up close. Dr. Whooves saw Derpy imagining herself laying upside down on the couch, eating a freshly baked blueberry muffin. There was only one thing, in each imagination, there was what seemed to be a partner to each imagination.
"Is it really...? How so soon though, i mean we only just met..." said Dr. Whooves, in deep thought.
"But... hes a scientist, he doesn't like people like me..." Derpy said, with a sad expression on her face.
"Hum, i wonder how bad asking her for some tea and biscuits would be."
"Ugh, why does everypony i like HAVE to be super smart... and super handsome..." Said Derpy.
"I shall ask her tomorrow, but i have to be formal."
"I wonder if i will ever see him again... No, can't think like this, not this time, come on!"
"Ugh, what if she says no? Well, i guess it wasn't meant to be, but gosh, why is this so hard?"
Both ponies sat for a long time, thinking about one another, the feelings were unshakeable. Sleep was little for both ponies that night, work would be hard tomorrow, but for the time being, only one thing crossed each others mind. That one thing that is indescribable, unexplainable, that one, little, thing. It annoys everypony at one time in their lives, but not like this, this was stronger, like gasoline onto a raging forest fire, it only gets hotter and hotter. In another way, spice to a chilli pepper, something so hot, yet the burn can be amazing, when used in the right dish, but with just the right mixture of sugar, spice and everything nice.