"Spike!"
Spike woke up from his bed. "Huh?"
Twilight groaned. "If you were awake, you would've heard me say to go outside. It's unusually cold for Hearts and Hooves day, so I need the castle for and experiment."
"Hearts and Hooves Day! I almost forgot to see Applebloom! See ya!" Spike shouted as he put on his winter clothes and sprinted out the door. He had wings now, so he decided to fly to Applebloom's house at Sweet Apple Acres. He knocked on his marefriend's door as a big stallion answered it.
"Eeyup?" Big Mac asked looking at the dragon. "Oh, Applebloom was sick yesterday, remember? She's sleeping in and I am going out to shovel." Spike thought for a moment and then stopped Big Mac.
"Wait! Don't shovel! I'll do it!" Big Mac hesitated and gave Spike his shovel.
"The barn needs a cleaning out anyways."
"Thanks Big Mac! I owe you now!" Spike shouted as he left. Spike found that the entrance to the Apple household lined up with his marefriend's room. He sighed in relief that his plan would work. He started shoveling in the top left corner, doing one long stroke and backtracking to the middle of it.
Applebloom sat in her room, coughing a fit. She hated being sick, and she couldn't imagine how sad Spike was to not spend Hearts and Hooves day with her. She sighed as she opened her closet door. She found an assortment of bows piling up on the bottom. She grabbed one a tied it o her head, resting in the same nook as it always did. Then, her sister Applejack came in the room with steaming pancakes.
"Hey, sis. How ya feeling?" she asked.
"Better."
"Well good. I feel like by lunchtime you can come and help with chores outside, but for now, how 'bout you clean your room?"
"Why not?" Applebloom said.
Applejack ignored the sarcasm. "That's the spirit! See you around lunchtime!" She left the room. Applebloom turned to her closet.
"Well, I might as well start here.
Spike was making some progress, to say the least. It was going good so far, not a single mistake. The wind hid his face with a wall of dusty snow. It sent him shivering but he knew he had to be done by lunch. He pushed on, knowing that his hard work would be rewarded, and not with just hot chocolate. He remembered the first time he met Applebloom, ready to feast on the brunch that she convinced Twilight to have. It was delicious, to say the least. He also thought of the first time he asked her out. He was nervous, shaking a storm. If everypony in town didn't know about his silly crush on Rarity, he would be more confident. He managed to make that crush a thing of the past, and that didn't mind Applebloom. She was happy as a clam when he asked her out, like she was waiting for it to happen.
Applebloom was sorting through her things, looking at pictures of her and Spike. They were still young teenagers, looking for life. She remembered crushing on him so bad for at least two years before he finally asked her out. She thought that she would jump out of her coat she was so happy. She remembered their first kiss, under the moonlight with only stars watching them. She felt as if that was the best moment of her life, tasting his punch flavored lips. She blushed heavily when she thought about him, and just the thought of seeing him gave her butterflies. Applejack called it true love, and for once Applebloom agreed. She wondered if Spike felt the same, feeling nervous when he had to see her, being excited to kiss her. She always wondered if her lips tasted like apples. That wouldn't be surprising if they did. She giggled at the thought. She was so silly! Applejack also said that ponies acted crazy when they were in love. Applebloom once argued that she was fine, but now she begged to differ.
Spike dusted off his claws and looked at his masterpiece. It looked great in his opinion, and the weather wasn't apposing him. He found a nice, small pebble and through it up to Applebloom's window.
Applebloom heard a tap on her window. She ran and opened it to find Spike leaning on a shovel. He motioned to look at his work, and it read.
I love you, AB!
Applebloom gasped and tears came up. That was the sweetest thing anypony has ever done to her. She ran downstairs and out the door and into Spike's arms.
"I love you too, Spike."