//------------------------------// // Epilogue: Moving on // Story: Friendzoned: A declassified survival guide // by Marshall_Evergreen //------------------------------// Your friends cannot decide your course of action on your behalf, but they can certainly influence it. Brother, Know that there are only two escapes. Ask her out Or Give up and move on. But how you choose to approach these options is what will determine your immediate fate. Turn to section 2 for tips on 'Asking her out'. Turn to section 3 for tips on 'Giving up'. See Bonus section for tips on 'Moving on'. ***** Welcome to the bonus sction on: Moving on. If you are reading this, it is because things didn't work out as planned. But for better or for worse still remains to be seen. This experience doesn't mean you are doomed to unhappiness, But it does require change and patience. In order to be truely happy, You must first move on. Choose to become something else. Find a new purpose. And in that new purpose, You will find happiness again. Good luck brother. Present day ~After the events of 'Friendzone ain't magic'~ Spike sat, reclined against the base of a tall apple tree. Applejack's head rested on his chest, her body curled up against his. She sighed peacefully as she lay there snuggled up against him, nuzzling his chest. It was paradise. Spike remembered an evening very much like this, where he and Applejack had sat on the same hill, watching the sun set. At that time, he only had Rarity on his mind, but through the crazy rollercoaster that was life, he'd felt those same feelings direct themselves towards another mare. That mare was Applejack; his entire world. Applejack was perfect in every aspect and Spike looked up to her in every aspect. She was his dream and purpose for living. Every breath he took was for her. Her beauty couldn't be expressed or matched in words. No word could do her justice. She made him want to become a better person and he strove everyday, to become the best he could be, for her. But she didn't mind him either way. He had been her dream from the start, and she was just happy to have him with her now. They'd been dating for the past few months and in that time, they'd both felt themselves change. Spike felt comfortable in love. It wasn't something he worked to obtain, but something for which he now worked to keep and strengthen. Applejack no longer felt vulnerable in expressing her emotion. She felt completely safe with him. For the two, the entire experience was all too unreal, like a dream, that it only be fathamed as being some kind of magic. Some kind of beautiful magic. Spike looked down again at his marefriend who turned her head to gaze back up at him with large, shinning, emerald eyes. She wore a sincere smile across her face. Spike managed a rather goofy, toothy smile back, earning a cute giggle. How was she so cute? How was he so dang lucky? "Applejack." Spike said softly. "yeah?" "Love you." Spike chuckled as a pecked her on the forehead. Applejack sighed in content and hugged her dragon tightly. "Love ya too, sugarcube." It was magic. It was a dream. There was no way it could have been real. But it was. Everything Applejack felt for him was so real. It was love. The most incredible, beatiful and darn infuriating feeling on the planet. It was magic. Applejack and Spike gazed loveingly at each other again, before they leaned into each other and locked lips in long, sweet kiss. They both felt the same happiness. In this relationship, they were both winners. And as they sat back down to watch the sunset, they could only think of one thing. Love is magic.