> Roses are Red, Violets are Blue
>  by GrizzlytheMedic
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> Mutant Petunias
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	“Celestia damn it!” Roseluck’s angry voice echoed throughout her backyard greenhouse.
“You Ok Rosie?” Blake’s deep masculine voice came from the front of the steamy building. 
“Can you come give me a hand with these petunias?” Roseluck asked the human.
“Sure. Gimme a sec.” Blake said, setting down a large bag of plant food and fertilizer. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he made his way to the opposite end of the greenhouse.
“What’s the issue?” He asked the mare, pushing a stray lock of his black hair back into place. 
“That magic fertilizer Twilight gave me screwed these petunias up. Look!” Roseluck pointed a hoof to the ground. 
Blake looked down and saw the mess she spoke of. The roots of the flowers had grown through the pots and even the holed mat they rested on. Some were even touching the floor.
“Christ!” He exclaimed.
“I know! Why do I ever take anything from that alicorn anymore,” She facehoofed and sighed. 
“Hey, wanna go out for drinks tonight? I’ll make it up to ya.” Blake asked. 
“Not a half bad idea Blake! We can get ready as soon as you help me with these...fucking...roots!” She tried tugging at the sturdy vines with her hooves to no avail. Blake nudged her out of the way and he grabbed hold of the vines and tore a bunch away from the petunias. 
“How in the name of Luna you can do that, I have no clue.” Roseluck could only gawk at his dexterity and strength. 
Blake just took the roots in one hand and wiggle his fingers in the other. His brown eyes looking directly into her own lime green orbs. 
“What I would do for a set of those.” Roseluck smiled as she playfully punched Blake in the side. 
“Go wash up. I got the rest.” Blake offered.
“Ever the gentlecolt I see?” Roseluck giggled.
“You know, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve been living with you for 6 months, I’d say you have a crush on me like a little school filly.” Blake grinned.
“Shut up you big dope and just remove those darn roots!” She laughed as she exited the greenhouse. 

Blake had been living in Equestria for six months. A bookworm back on Earth, he was far from a socialite and tended to keep to himself. The issue was, he wasn’t a touchy-feely type of guy, so he was in for a bit of a culture shock when he realized how cuddly these ponies could be. He had met Roseluck after he had been buying flowers for a local mare he was trying to impress.

She had told him to go with purple roses rather than the traditional red. It worked, but as for the relationship, well, it went downhill fast. He ended up moving in with Roseluck in exchange for his help around her house and garden. Roseluck loved it particularly when he would take his shirt off in the summer. It wasn’t pure physical attraction but rather curiosity, the way his rather dull abs gleamed with sweat in the midday sun. He was no hunk, both Roseluck and Blake knew this. However, Blake had been noticing his feelings towards Roseluck change recently, more from friend to marefriend. He wasn’t sure why, but he found the way she swayed her hips when she was working hypnotized him. Images of her glorious sexy body raced through his mind as he yanked at the mutant petunia’s roots. As he finished the last of the vines, he dusted his hands off and headed for 	the house, closing the greenhouse door behind him. He ascended the stairs to his own room as he heard the shower running in the bathroom they shared. 
“Hey! The roots are all set!” He yelled through the door and over the spray of the water. 
“Sweet! Thanks Blake!” Roseluck answered. 
She washed herself of the dirt, dust and sweat she had produced and worn throughout the day. She thought of Blake’s shirtless form covered in the same. Suddenly she felt a familiar pang of desire from her loins. She wasn’t in heat, so what could have triggered it? Her heart fluttered as she realized that maybe Blake was right about her having a crush on him. She liked him, there was no lying about that. The way he joked, the way he smiled, the way he scratched behind her ear when they would collapse onto the couch after a hard day’s work, even the way his brown eyes glinted in any light made her shiver.
“Sweet Celestia, he was right. I do have the hots for him. But how am I gonna go about telling him? Should I? Is it too creepy?” She whispered to herself as she finished her washing, turning the shower water off. She continued to contemplate her options as she dried herself off and opened the door. She let out a little yelp when she saw Blake standing there shirtless. 
“Thank Luna! I am about to keel over from my own stink!” Blake fake praised as he filed into the bathroom. Roseluck shot a glance at his back as he entered, admiring his backside. This earned her another pang of arousal in her loins. 
As the door shut behind him, curiosity got the best of Roseluck as she pressed an ear to the door. She heard the familiar whisper of cloth as Blake stripped down and turned the water on. Then she heard his voice. 
“Ok Blake, tonight’s the night. You are gonna grow a pair of balls and ask Rosie out. The worst she’ll say is no and if she does, you’ll endure maybe a week of awkwardness. Gah, who the fuck am I kidding, she’ll probably go for some hunky stallion tonight rather than a loser like me.” 
Roseluck felt fireworks go off in her heart and head. He does like me! Yes! Roseluck decided that she was going to do it if he didn’t, she liked him too much to ignore it now. 

> No Means No
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	As the pair headed towards the local tavern, they stopped by Carrot Top’s house, inviting her to come with them. At her mention of “third wheeling” both Roseluck and Blake blushed a heavy pink whilst sputtering to deny it. Carrot Top just giggled as she exited her home. Once the trio arrived at the tavern, Blake ordered a 2 glasses of whiskey for himself and Roseluck and a cider at Carrot Top’s request. Throwing the alcohol back in one gulp, he had officially started his night. He had no plans to get pissed drunk, far from it as a matter of fact. He was determined to stay sober for the most part. He ordered a cider, the non-alcoholic version which tasted just as good. Roseluck, Blake, and Carrot Top found a table at the far end of the building. 

“You should’ve seen the roots on this thing! It was a monster!” Roseluck exclaimed, holding her hooves as far apart as she could to demonstrate. 
“Sweet beans in a basket! How is that even possible!” Carrot asked, taking a drag from her second cider of the night. 
“That magic fertilizer Twilight gave me! It was supposed to make the flowers bigger, not the roots! Last time I take anything from her without it being tested first.” Roseluck grumbled, taking a sip of her own cider. 
“Yet you weren’t the one to have to yank them out! I did it for you and all I get  Those bastards were something else!” Blake said.
“You offered to do it for me!” Roseluck said, annoyed at his tone.
“Dawww! How cute! He’s doing favors for you now!” Carrot Top said with a smirk.
“Shut up!” Roseluck and Blake said in unison.
“And you’re even repeating each other! This is so adorable!” Carrot Top was laughing hysterically now. 
Blake and Roseluck just rolled their eyes and darted glances at each other. 
“It’s been nice but I gotta get home. Long day of working the stand up ahead.” Carrot Top said, finishing her cider and standing up. 
“Peace out.” Blake said.
“Ok, I’ll probably be coming by to pick some stuff up for dinner.” Roseluck said.
“Dinner dates-” Carrot Top began.
“Don’t you dare.” Roseluck said. If looks could kill, Carrot Top would’ve gone through Fluttershy’s shed.
“Alright, alright.” Carrot Top said as she left the tavern. 
“Hey, I’m gonna go grab a few more ciders? You in?” Roseluck asked Blake. 
“Nah, I’m good. Thanks anyway.” Blake responded.
“Suit yourself.” Roseluck said cheerily as she rose and headed for the bar. 
“Hey there sweet stuff.” A gruff male voice came from behind her. 
Roseluck turned to see a dull orange pegasus tailing her. 
“I prefer Roseluck.” She huffed, turning around and continuing her journey towards the bar. 
“Well then Roseluck, why don’t you and I head into the bathroom to get to know each other a little better?” The smirk on the stallion's face grew wider.
“Go piss up a rope!” Roseluck snorted, picking up her pace. 
She was too slow for the stallion as he brought his hoof back and smacked Roseluck squared on the flank and when she turned around to scold him he smacked her across the face, hard. 
She yelped, which drew Blake’s attention away from the purple alicorn and the orange pegasus making out in a neighboring booth. 
The dull orange pegasus loomed over Roseluck as he began to drag her towards the bathroom.
Blake shot out of his seat and dashed over to Roseluck’s aid.
“Hey buddy!” Blake shouted at the stallion. 
The bar went dead quiet. 
“I believe she said no!” Blake growled at Roseluck’s attacker. 
“She’s my marefriend! She likes it rough!” The stallion smirked. 
“Is she now? Why would a beautiful mare like her fall for some daft lunk like you huh?” Blake retorted. 
A chorus of “holy faust”s and “oooh”s traveled across the bar. 
“What did you just say?” The stallion’s incredulous look was fuel for Blake to continue. 
“I mean I’m just saying that why any mare here would want to go out with you. She certainly doesn’t look interested in you. 	Why don’t you just let her go before I have to kick your ass back to Cloudsdale.” Blake growled. 
“Wanna test that theory?” The stallion said relinquishing Roseluck from his grasp. 
“Let’s dance asswipe” Blake said, raising his fists.
The stallion raised his hoof to strike, but Blake was quicker and ducked under it, bringing his own fist and connecting it with the stallion’s gut. He coughed and stumbled back a feet feet. He ran back at Blake again, this time not missing as his hoof connected with Blake’s chest. Not to leave it unanswered, Blake brought his fist around in a hook and smashed it into the stallion’s face. Saliva, blood, and two bits of tooth spurted out of the stallion’s mouth onto the bar’s floor. 
The stallion crumpled to the floor in a heap, landing with a dull thud. Blake ran over to Roseluck as two stallions in police uniforms rushed into the bar and their horns lit up with magic at Blake. 
“Hey! Easy! He’s alright, you better take the guy on the floor in. He assaulted that mare the human is with.” the bartender spoke up, helping Blake out.
“Is this true?” one of the officers asked Blake.
Blake nodded and the officers gave a grunt and began to lift the now groaning stallion up and taking him away to the local precinct. 
Blake gave the bartender a nod and mouthed “thank you” as he turned his attention back to Roseluck
“Rosie? You ok?” He asked, a great amount of worry in his voice. 
She groaned and held a hoof out. Blake took her hoof and picked her up. He cradled her in his arms as he left the tavern without another word. 
“We’re heading home. Don’t worry, I gotcha” Blake said the mare in his arms as she stared blankly up at the brilliant night sky, the cool night air tickling her skin through her fur. 
> Blooming Romance
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	Roseluck felt herself being placed on her bed by Blake, his strong arms began unwrapping themselves from around her body. She whined in protest as she felt her source of security leaving her. 
“Blake?” She managed to choke out.
“Yeah Rosie?” Blake responded, sitting on the bed.
“You know before this whole thing went sideways, I was gonna ask you out. I really like you more than a friend at this point. I admit, I also heard your little pep talk to yourself in the shower too.” A faint smile made its way to her lips.
“Really?” Blake asked.
“Why would I lie?” Roseluck asked rhetorically. 
“I dunno, to cover up you looking at my chest and butt the past few months.” Blake now wore a smirk of his own.
Roseluck gasped. 
“I thought you never noticed!” She said.
“I may have a short attention span but I know when somepony is looking at me like eye candy.” Blake said. 
“True enough. You want to make it official?” Roseluck looked up hopefully at Blake and stared into his chocolate brown eyes. 
“Sure thing Rosie.” He whispered as he leaned in and closed his eyes. Roseluck was not experienced with stallions at all, this as a matter of fact was her first kiss, and she couldn’t think of a more perfect person to spend it on.
As their lips made contact, Roseluck pulled Blake in, making him flop on her left side, but their lips never broke apart. 
Blake marveled at how soft her lips were and as he continued to kiss her. She tasted faintly of raspberry and he loved every bit of it as she moaned quietly into his mouth. The both of them felt a spark in their chests, as if this had been the plan from the start. Soon, the need for oxygen became too great to ignore and the pair broke apart. 
“That was my first kiss.” Roseluck admitted. 
“I can’t say that but this was the first time something felt undeniably right about it.” Blake said looking into Roseluck’s sparkling lime green pools. 
“Same here” She giggled.
“Wanna go again?” Blake asked.
Roseluck hopped up onto her new coltfriend’s chest and brought her face close to his own/
“Absolutely.” She purred, closing her eyes and going in once again. 
After another deep passion filled kiss, Blake pulled back and looked at Roseluck. 
“Blake, would you spend the night with me? I’m still a bit rattled by the events at the bar and I feel safe around you.” Roseluck knew she was trying her luck when she asked him this.
“Give me a reason to say no.” Blake smiled.
“We’ve only been going out for around an hour now.” Blake retorted with a smirk,
“Shut up and get under the covers you big sexy dope!” Roseluck giggled, pulling the covers over herself as Blake quickly followed suit, disposing of his shirt. 
“Let me get some gym shorts and I’ll be right back.” Blake said, dashing out of the room and returning less than 30 seconds later wearing his choice of pajamas. He scooted under the covers and held Roseluck close to him giving her an affectionate scratch behind the ear. She cooed and nuzzled her head into his muscular chest, which she was almost entirely responsible for. 
“I love you Blake.” Roseluck whispered.
“I love you too Rosie.” Blake whispered back, planting a kiss on her forehead as she drifted off to a land of happy dreams of her and Blake that some ponies would find absolutely atrocious.