"Just Kiss Already!" And Other Rumbaloo Tales

by Candy-Sweets_12


Chapter 39; Three Little Words

I took a look around my room. And felt butterflies fill up my stomach. "It was a dream?" I asked. I quickly sat up, looking around in disbelief. "But...it all felt so real." I said.

'I really dreamt all of that?' I thought, putting a hoof to my head. I felt heat flood her cheeks and the tips of her ears. Along with moisture on my face. I quickly wiped it away. 'There's no way...that had to be real' I thought. I still felt my lips tingling from the sensation. It was as though he actually was there to kiss me.

But, why am I okay with this? Shouldn't I be objecting to this? Or...

I put my hoof to my lips, those butterflies seemed to be having a party or something, with no intent on leaving. 'Why do I feel anxious?' I ask myself. Maybe it was just from the dream.

The dream. What was so wrong with it being a dream that I had? It was only a few kisses. A few, sweet, kisses.

I sigh and climb out of bed. Something tells me that it's going to be a long day.


It took nearly half an hour for the blush to completely fade, but I didn't want to go anywhere with any sign of red on my face. Especially since Rumble and I had planned to hang out today. The last thing I wanted was him finding out about that dream of mine. But those stupid butterflies never ceased to stop fluttering about.

"Scootaloo?" I heard. I look up to realize I was in the living room. My mother had a worried look on her face.

"Huh?" I ask, turning towards her.

"Are you feeling alright? I just called your name twice." she explained.

"You did?" I ask in disbelief. 'I could've sworn I would've heard her if she did.'

"Sweetheart, are you feeling alright? Do you feel tired maybe?" she asked me, walking over to me and putting a hoof on my forehead.

"I'm fine, Mom, no need to worry. I'm just lost in thought is all." I explain.

"What's on your mind? Anything you want to talk about?" she asked. I couldn't stop blush for rushing into my cheeks. I avoided her gaze and looked to the ground, tilting my ears down so she wouldn't see the red covering them.

She choked out a chuckle and smiled. "Oh, I see. Well, don't let me stop you. I'm sure that you and Rumble are going to be pretty busy with your plans today." she said. She walked back to the stair case where she started climbing the stairs. Chuckling to herself all the while.

"Ugh." I sigh. As late as I was to meet up with Rumble, I couldn't wait for the stupid blush to fade. I start trotting out of the house, quick to lock the door behind me. I then take off from the front door and fly as quickly as possible towards my destination.

Rumble and I had both agreed to meet up by the place where we usually practice, which didn't really help my current situation very much. Of course, I wasn't surprised to see him there. As soon as I land, he's already at my side, getting ready to ask me what kept him waiting.

"I woke up a bit later than usual," I lie, "sorry I'm late." he sighs and smiles at me.

"It's fine, I'm guessing you slept well then," he says.

A quick memory of the dream caused me to turn away from him. "I guess you could say that. What about you?" I ask, trying to turn the subject to him.

"I slept alright. I had the best dream," he begins.

"Did you now?" I ask, trying to put on a casual look.

"You and I graduated and we both joined the Wonderbolts." he explained with a grin. "What about you?" he asked me.

"Me? Nothing, nothing important." I say, a bit too quickly.

"I don't believe it."

"Really, I didn't dream of anything." I say.

"Did you now?" he throws at me.

I mumble something under my breath. "Fine, I did have a dream,"

"About what?" he asked.

"Don't think you're going to get it out of me that easily." I reply "we're already wasting enough time as it is, we should start practicing." I say, flapping my wings.

"Girls are such enigmas." he mumbles.

I choose to ignore the last thing he says. He comes to my level and starts explaining what he was going to help me with. But I couldn't really keep my mind on it. My thoughts were clouded with my dream. As much as I tried, I couldn't help but smile and blush when he wasn't looking. Even when I tried to focus, I faltered a bit more than I usually do, enough to get Rumble to notice.

"You okay Scoots? You don't seem as focused as usual."

"I'm fine, I'm just tired." I say.

"If you feel like taking a break..." Rumble began.

"I know, I should let you know. You don't have to worry, I'm fine." I assure him. Eventually, as we practiced into the afternoon, I started faltering a bit more. At first, I had dismissed my clouded thoughts as those memories of the dreams, but it wasn't until I started feeling sluggish and lightheaded that I came to a realization. I didn't eat a single thing since this morning. And it was well into the afternoon.

I knew I shouldn't tough it out, but we were only going to practice for an extra thirty minutes before breaking for lunch. But Rumble proved that to be a bit more difficult.

"Scootaloo, you need to keep your wings angled. Otherwise, you might not get it right."

"I'm trying," I say. But he wasn't having it.

"Come on, Scoots, you can do this." we continued trying the same trick until we passed the thirty minute mark.

"Maybe we should break for lunch." I suggest.

"Am I hearing you right? You're the one that wants to take a break?" he says.

"I'm a bit hungry." I admit.

"Well, we can break once you get it right. You're almost there."

Just my luck.

I try my best, but my limbs may as well have been made of cement. I only continued to falter. It wasn't until I had to catch myself that I decided enough was enough.

"I'm sorry." I say, pushing away from him. "I-I need a minute." I fly to the ground and sit, putting my hooves to my head. Rumble quickly comes to my side, and I don't need to see his face in order to see how worried he was.

"Maybe we should take a break, you don't look too good." Rumble said.

"Ya don't say?" I snap back, scowling at him.

"I'm sorry, Scoot, I didn't know."

I can't help but feel terrible for snapping at him. I soften a bit. "No, I should've told you how I was feeling."

"Did you eat anything today?" he asked, standing up and reaching his hoof out to me.

"No." I answer, taking it and pulling myself up. The sudden movement caused me to feel lightheaded and stumble a bit. But of course, Rumble catches me.

"I think that that's enough for today." he says. "Come on. I'll pay for lunch." he says. I don't even object, I just lean on him and we stumble to our usual spot for lunch. Rumble sits me in the closes vacant booth and orders for us.

Once he sets the food in front of me, I can't stop myself from devouring it. He just eats his own hayburger until I finish mine. Once I've finished he knowingly pushes his half eaten hayburger to me with the rest of his fries.

"Thanks." I say. I eat a bit slowly this time, and he takes the opportunity to talk to me.

"Scootaloo, why didn't you let me know like I asked?"

I sigh and swallow a mouthful of fries. "I thought we'd take a lunch break sooner than we did. But I guess I underestimated you."

"Really?" Rumble asked. "Geez, Scoot, I'm so sorry. I wish I knew."

"Don't blame yourself, I should've told you. Better yet, I shouldn't have skipped breakfast." I say.

"Why did you?" he asks.

I felt a bit hesitant about answering. "Well, I was a bit distracted."

"By what?" he asked.

"Do you ever run out of questions?" I say, trying to change the subject.

"Do you ever say anything on your mind?" he replied.

I stop. Setting the burger down, I look down and start blushing, tilting my ears down so he wouldn't see the blush staining them. It felt like those butterflies were coming back. And that something was building up in my throat. I started to worry about my meal making a reappearance.

"You know how I was reluctant to tell you about my dream this morning?" I begin.

He nods. "Yeah."

"Well, that dream I had last night, was kind of the cause."

"What happened?" he asked.

I didn't know if I should tell him. I still felt reluctant to tell him about that. But I felt like saying something else. For once, I let myself go into autopilot. "It doesn't really matter." I say. "But it made me realize something."

I move my gaze to his, and stare at him directly, and for whatever reason, my blush starts fading a bit, and a smile begins stretching over my lips. "I'm too reluctant to speak my mind. I never tell you anything I'm feeling. But, right now, I feel like telling you something that's been on my mind for the longest time. Something I didn't realize at first."

"What?" he asks softly. I realize we're leaning in a bit closer. So I resume my regular position.

It was as though there was something bubbling up in my throat, and that it was taking the butterflies with it. I decide to just let it out.

"I love you, Rumble."

"What?" he asks. A bit of shock on his face.

"You heard me. I love you." I say a bit more boldly.

"So you've finally said it." he replies. Smirking.

"I guess so." I say. And I smile too.


I didn't expect myself to say those words. Those three, little, words. I never thought I'd say them out loud, but I realized how much truth was in them. I guess I always did love him. That I just didn't realize it at first.

I guess that letting myself go into autopilot really did have it's advantages. But even after all of that, after taking the biggest weight of my chest, I still felt like one thing was missing.

And I knew it was that kiss.

'Why am I so obsessed over it?' I kept asking myself. 'It's a kiss. It can't be that important. Couples do it all the time.'

'But we don't.'

I sighed and flattened myself back onto my bed. I put my hoof to my mouth, as though the ghost of Rumble's lips were still there. I couldn't help but smile at the thought, I shut my eyes, and dreamt of the same dream, all over again.

That stupid, but perfect dream.