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Derpy decided to just forget about work for the rest of the day, too much had happened. She made her way back home and threw herself into a chair at the kitchen table. She needed to think. Okay, let’s see here. I punched him in the face, tackled him to the ground, and gave him a piece of my mind. Yep, that about sums it up. But why was he crying? Did I make him cry? I’ve never made anypony cry before! I guess I kind of was a little too hard on him, maybe he was just having a bad day. I think he really was sorry for everything. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. Now he probably hates me! What do I do?

Derpy’s mind continued to wander as she replayed the events of earlier that day over and over in her head. She felt bad for having been so harsh on him, but at the same time she couldn’t help but also feel like he deserved it. He had been rather cruel to her, and he likely would have continued as such unless she did something about it. Perhaps she just went a little too far.

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Dr. Whooves lay silent for nearly 15 minutes after Derpy had flown off. He was still in complete shock from the sudden outburst from the normally calm mailmare. He was also still trying to make sense of how he could have been so cruel to somepony, especially somepony so undeserving of such cruelty such as Derpy. He was better than that, so why did he ever do it?

Alright, alright, I may of had a bad day at work, but I shouldn’t have taken it out on Derpy. She didn’t do anything! What have I done? I’m a monster! I hurt that innocent pony’s feelings, and for what!? Bringing me somepony else’s mail? What’s wrong with me?

The doctor had never felt like this before. He had never been so mean to anypony before, especially when they didn’t deserve it. So why had Derpy been an exception? He felt horrible for what he had done. He’d never felt so guilty before, and felt the need to make it up to Derpy.

Okay, okay, I can make this right! Let’s see, how can I make it up to her? Hmm, well she likes muffins, a lot. So I’ll buy her a ton of muffins! What else? Flowers! Mares like flowers! Maybe I could take her out to dinner? Yes, I think that will work. Hopefully she’ll forgive me, I still can’t believe I was so rude to her.

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Dr. Whooves made his way into town to pick up the necessary things. He first made his way to Sugarcube Corner to get the muffins. Once inside, he was greeted by... an empty counter? That was odd, the store was still open. I suppose the cashier is probably in the kitchen, bringing out more sweets. I’ll just ring the bell on the counter. He made his way over to the counter, and began to smack his hoof down on the shiny object. But before he could make contact, he was interrupted by a certain pink pony.

“Hello there! Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! Hey I know you! You’re that doctor that helps all those people at the hospital! Wow, I’ve never seen you off work before!” Shouted the pink pony.

“Oh uhm yes, thank you.” The doctor was a bit taken back by the appearance of the pink pony. She was covered in cupcake frosting, and had flour all over her face and in her mane. She also wore the largest smile he had ever seen before.

“What can I get for you? A cake? Two cakes? Ooh how about some cupcakes? Ooh ooh! Why don’t you get cakes and cupcakes?” Said the pink pony faster than the doctor thought was possible. As if to take him back even further, with each new word the ecstatic pony said, her smile grew wider.

“Actually I’m here for some muffins.” Explained the doctor, still not sure how it was possible for one to smile half as wide as the pony in front of him was.

“Ooh great! I love muffins! What kind did you want?” Asked the pink pony, smiling even wider than before.

With that question, the doctor’s mind went blank. Oh hay! What’s her favorite kind? On no I forgot! She eats muffins all the time when she gives me my mail, let’s see. What kind does she always have? “Uhm wel-” The doctor began as he looked back up at the pink pony. However, he was instead greeted by four baskets of muffins resting on the counter. Each basket was filled with one dozen blueberry muffins. Blueberry! That was it! Her favorite! But before he could do anything else, something overpowered his train of thought. “Wait. How did you know?” Asked a completely dumbfounded doctor.

“Don’t you worry about that!” Responded the pink pony. “That’ll be 45 bits, please!”

“Yeah... okay” Said the doctor as he fetched the bits from his pouch. “Thank you.” He said while grabbing the baskets and gently placing them in his satchel.

“Don’t mention it!” Shouted the pink pony as she disappeared back into the kitchen.

Alright, well that definitely wasn’t weird. Now for the flowers. Dr. Whooves made his way over to the florist shop and was greeted by a mare whose coat was a lovely shade of crimson. Her Cutie Mark consisted of two roses. “Hi there! How can I help you?” She asked in a sweet voice.

“I’m here for one dozen red roses please.” Dr. Whooves responded quickly.

“Alright. Coming right up.” She said as she ducked behind the counter, reappearing a few moments later with the roses in her mouth. She carefully laid them on the counter. “That’ll be 15 bits, sir.”

“Here you go.” The doctor responded placing the bits on the counter and grabbing the flowers, placing them in his satchel alongside the muffins. “Thanks.” He said while walking out the door.

Well, that was much easier than getting the muffins was. Now, on to the next thing. Dr. Whooves searched his memory for what was planned next, as soon as he remembered what it was, his face turned pale. Uh oh. I’m not sure I can ask her out to dinner! What if she’s still angry with me? Oh what they hay! I have to at least tell her I’m sorry. And with that, the doctor made his way over to Derpy’s house, hoping she was home.

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Derpy was still sitting in her chair at the kitchen table. She didn’t know what else to do, so she just sat there and kept thinking about what had happened earlier. She had cooled down by now, but was still a bit shocked by her own actions, and the reactions she got from them. I hope he doesn’t hate me! I didn’t mean to snap like that, I shouldn’t have hit him! Why did I do that? Stupid, stupid, stupid! Derpy banged her head against the table in a rage, after several hits, she realized that it was starting to really hurt, so she stopped. However, she was surprised to hear several more loud bangs even after she had stopped. After a few moments, she realized the unexplained bangs were being cause by actually somepony knocking at her front door.

Who the hay could that be? Derpy wondered as she got up and walked to her door. Upon opening it, she nearly gasped from the scene in front of her. Dr. Whooves was standing in front of her, looking very nervous and almost sweating. In one hoof, he was holding a dozen of the prettiest red roses Derpy had ever seen, in the other, he was barely managing to hold on to four baskets, each full of a dozen blueberry muffins.

Derpy stared at him for a long time, confusion dominating her mind. What’s he doing here?

“Hello Derpy.” Dr. Whooves said in a very nervous voice, he was nearly shaking. He tried his best to smile at the mare in front of him. She doesn’t look angry anymore, maybe she’ll forgive me! Yes, I don’t think she’s mad anymore. She looks much more calm now, and peaceful and so..so beautiful. Wait what?!

“Hi” Derpy responded, still trying to figure out what he was doing here. “What..what do you want?” She asked trying not to sound angry.

“I uhm...I wanted to apologize for earlier. And for all the times before.” He said with the best smile he could muster, while holding out the roses for Derpy to accept.

Derpy grabbed the roses and smelled them, they were beautiful. She smiled back at him. Wow, he really is sorry. I knew I was too hard on him, I shouldn’t have made him cry. But now he’s here, bringing me roses and muffins-wait muffins?!

“Are those blueberry?!” Derpy asked in a very excited voice, while pointing at the baskets of muffins.

Dr. Whooves chuckled softly. “Why yes they are.”

Derpy’s smile grew even wider upon hearing this. “Blueberry is my favorite!” She exclaimed.

“May I come in?” The doctor asked, trying to return the smile he was being given.

“Sure!” Derpy said ecstatically, gesturing for him to come inside.

The doctor smiled at her calmly and stepped inside. “Where do you want me to set these muffins down at?” He asked as he followed her into the kitchen.

“On the counter is fine.” She said as she placed the roses in a glass of water. She then sat back down in the seat she had been in for the past few hours and motioned for Dr. Whooves to sit in the seat across from her.

After getting situated in the seat, the doctor turned his attention back to his host. “So, does this mean you forgive my rude behavior from earlier?” He asked, hoping for the best.

“Of course! You brought me muffins! I love muffins!” Derpy stated, smiling happily at him. Oh right, I should apologize too while he’s here. “I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to hit you.” Derpy said as she looked towards the floor, avoiding eye contact.

“Oh that’s quite alright, I deserved to have been hit. I forgive you.” The doctor said assuringly. Oh this is wonderful! Now all this guilt will just wash away. I’m lucky this happened with Derpy. I don’t think anypony else would have forgiven me this quickly. I’m lucky Derpy is such an amazing, cute mare. What the hay?! I did it again!

“Yay!” Derpy shouted while flying up out of her chair and across the table to where Dr. Whooves was, surprising him with a welcoming hug.

Oh my, she’s so warm. And soft...

The hug ended all too soon for Dr. Whooves, who had enjoyed the touch of the grey mailmare all too well. Pushing aside the thought, he returned to his host, who was smiling wildly at him. He couldn’t help but feel happy in her presence. How could I not have seen what a wonderful mare Derpy is before? She’s so happy. Well, when I’m not fussing at her that is. Oh right, dinner. I’ve got to ask her out to dinner.

“So Derpy, I was wondering if you’d like to go out to dinner with me tonight? If you’re free that is.” The doctor asked, hoping she would say yes. He found himself wanting to spend more time with the mare, if just to see her smile.

However, instead of a verbal answer, Derpy tackled him to the ground for the second time that day. Dr. Whooves was afraid he had upset her again, but after a moment he realized this was not a brutal attack, it was another welcoming hug, of which he returned gladly.

After the hug had passed and the two ponies sat back down, Dr. Whooves looked back up to Derpy, who was doing the same to him while smiling. “Great! So I’ll stop by here around 5:30 if that’s alright with you?” The doctor asked while returning to smile Derpy wouldn’t stop giving him.

“Yay! I’ll see you then.” Derpy said while looking back into the doctor’s eyes.

“Alright. Bye then.” Dr. Whooves said as he made his way towards the door.

“Bye!” Derpy said while waving at him as he made his leave.

There’s something about that mare that just makes me feel happy. I’ve never noticed it before, but she’s really a wonderful pony. I’m glad I made amends with her. She actually is quite cute. Wha- oh why even bother? She’s beautiful!

The doctor couldn’t stop thinking about her as he made his way home, hopelessly entranced by the gray pegasus.

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