Something
Something
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Something in the way she moves…
The silent and gloomy night, enveloped by countless mysteries and wonders. Here I am, the tragic unicorn, looking into the light of the dark, black night. I’ve lost everything meaningful I had in life, except the beauty of the night. No matter what happened, I could always count on the sparkly stars and the silver light of the moon to soothe the wounds of any hard day of work.
As I looked up into the sky to gaze upon Princess Luna’s night, I began to wonder what my purpose in life was. Bon Bon moved to Canterlot, leaving me alone in Ponyville. Not like I don’t go visit her, but it’s definitely not the same. I miss her. But right now, I’m not thinking of her. No, there’s somepony else I have in mind.
Somepony that I thought I’d never see the way I see her now. Why did this happen? When did this happen? I don’t even know the answer to those questions. She has been a close friend of mine since foalhood. I even dare to say that I’m much, much closer with her than with Bon Bon, and that’s saying a lot.
Attracts me like no other lover…
When I found myself in times of trouble, my dear Octavia came to me. She was always there for me, and I was always there for her. The bond we share can’t be broken. No matter what anypony would do. I love Octavia, and I know she loves me, like the big sister I never had.
But lately, there’s something in the way she moves. I can’t explain this sensation each time I see her. Each time I see her perfectly brushed, gray mane. Each time I see the cute, pink bow I gave her for her birthday years ago. Each time I see that warm smile on her face. Each time I gaze upon her beautiful, purple eyes. It’s a sensation I can’t comprehend.
This night in particular was calm. The wind blew a gentle breeze, pleasant for anypony. Although it was really late, I was in the auditorium with Octavia. She had asked me to watch her cello rehearsal for the upcoming orchestra at Canterlot. Of course I agreed to do it. I always like to see her playing her fancy cello.
Something in the way she woos me…
Each gracious note that came out from the strings of the cello was like cotton candy for my ears. Not even the birds singing in the morning could compare to what Octavia was doing. I could only turn off my mind, relax and float downstream the waves of melodies that I listened that night.
Each tune, each song, they sounded sweeter than any other song I’ve ever listened to. I think because it was Octavia the one who was playing them. But that sweet medley kept running through my mind. If that was only a rehearsal, what would the real deal be? Luckily, I already had tickets for the concerto.
“Well, how was it? Did you like it?” she said, putting down her cello and looking at me from the stage. She was done with her rehearsal. It only lasted around twenty minutes, but definitely the best twenty minutes of my life. I smiled at her, already formulating the answer in my head.
“Absolutely beautiful, Octavia,” I replied, clapping my hooves. Even if the auditorium was empty, I could already hear the thousands of claps and cheers that she was going to receive at the concerto. I stood up from my seat, as a sign of admiration from her performance.
I don’t want to leave her now. You know I believe and how...
I could notice she blushed, letting out a faint chuckle and bowing. She was used to public appraising her performance, but I guess she was just a bit shy with only me around. I began to walk between the rows of seats until I reached one of the several stairways. My stomach felt funny, like if there were Parasprites fluttering around it.
Octavia put down her cello back on its case. She was about to get off the stage when she noticed I was approaching. She patiently waited for me to get on the stage. I began to wonder if she suspected of what was going to happen next. My legs were now moving by their own, commanding me to walk towards her. I could do nothing but obey them. It’s not like I had any objections, though.
“Do you think I’ll do well?” she asked me, sitting down near her cello case. By that time, I was already in front of her, ready to take a seat. I immediately smiled upon listening to that question. Of course she was going to do well. Only a deaf pony could disagree.
Something in the way she knows...
“You will and even better,” I responded, moving my tail around for no apparent reason. Octavia sighed, apparently still not sure about her own abilities. Meanwhile, I had different thoughts running in my head. What was I doing in front of her? I couldn’t help but stare at her ravishing beauty.
My heart was beating faster than usual. I was trying my best to hide my blush from Octavia. Why was I even blushing? The next few seconds of silence were broken by her voice. I looked at her, smiling at me with her usual charm.
“Thank you, Lyra. I knew I could count with you to come and listen to my rehearsal,” she whispered. Suddenly, I noticed she bowed her head and began to sob. Naturally, I asked what was wrong. Why was she crying? Was it my fault?
And all I have to do is think of her...
I reached her chin with my hoof and gently raised her head to face me. Her eyes were closed and leaking tears from them. Each sob she made was like an arrow to the heart for me. Her sadness was my sadness. I had to comfort her somehow, even if I didn’t know why she was crying in the first place. I ran my hoof through her forehead and invited her to open her eyes.
“Tavi, what’s the matter?” I asked her, wiping away the tears from one of her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me, her friend, the one she could trust with anything. The aching sensation in my heart was growing stronger, like if it were about to burst, but I didn’t care. My only concern right now was Octavia.
“When everypony turns their back on me, you’re always there for me, Lyra. Thank you. These are not tears of sadness… no… these are tears of happiness,” Her words echoed through my mind several times. It was not sadness? She was only happy to have me by her side? I was glad in certain way. I don’t know what got into me when I closed my eyes to smile at her.
I wasn’t thinking anymore. Gently, I began to pull her head towards mine. I leaned as well so we could both meet on the way. She kinda looked a bit surprised by my sudden actions, yet, it seems like she didn’t refuse to let herself being pulled by me. Our faces were just centimeters away from each other. My heart pumped wildly, like if I had run a marathon. I couldn’t stop. I can’t explain why I did what I did.
Something in the things she shows me...
In a matter of seconds, I could feel Octavia’s breath against my muzzle. I felt her soft, warm exhalations that came out from her mouth. She knew what my intentions were. Finally, I leaned and connected our lips together. The sensation that I felt that moment was so amazing that words couldn’t describe how happy I was. I felt Octavia’s lips, pressing against mine in a tenderly fashion. I could die at that instant and regret nothing.
What it felt like an eternity for me, it actually lasted less than five seconds before Octavia broke the kiss, pulling herself back from me. I knew that I did something wrong. I kissed by foalhood friend on the lips for the first time and without warning. She probably was wondering what in Equestria was wrong with me. She probably hated me, yes, she hated me and she was about to explode. I deserved it. I did something wrong and she had all the rights to be angry. She was looking at me, blinking for a few seconds. I could spot the drool thread that was connecting our mouths together before it broke. I was ready for what was going to happen next. Or so, that’s what I thought.
“Octavia… I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—” Before I could finish my apology, something unexpected happened. Not even Celestia could guess what was going to happen next. Octavia didn’t burst in anger or anything like that. I felt the same warmness in my mouth again, but this time, it was much more exquisite. I closed my eyes to enjoy that sensation. Octavia had leaned and kissed me back. I wasn’t quite sure why would she do that, but somehow, I was glad.
I felt the soft massages she was giving to my lips with her own. I answered back, giving her some massages as well. This time, the kiss lasted longer than five seconds. I don’t exactly know how long it lasted, since I didn’t care. I only cared to enjoy the gift Octavia was giving me. I pressed one hoof against her face for a better balance. I only wished for the kiss to last forever.
A few seconds passed and Octavia broke once again the kiss. This time, she looked at me with a smile on her face. The drool thread snapped right after her lips lost contact with mine. I was the happiest mare in Equestria that moment. I could not understand what was going on, but I waited for Octavia to talk. She placed one hoof against my cheek and softly began to rub it.
“Oh, Lyra, you don’t know how happy I am,” she claimed. My head was still spinning and my heart pumped like crazy. However, I was happy as well. Happy that she decided to kiss me back. I was certainly sure that she would freak out, but instead, she actually kissed me back. I giggled, gladly accepting the sudden twist of events.
I don't want to leave her now. You know I believe and how...
That night, we embraced in a hug like no other. I could feel her heartbeats and she could feel mine. It was a hug none of us was willing to break. I don’t know how long we hugged until Octavia whispered to my ear. I would never forget those words. The most beautiful words I’ve heard in my life.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
It all started by this something that I felt about her. There was something that made me do what I did that night. But I was glad. That something gave me the gift of love. That something gave me the best thing that could happen in my life. My sweet Octavia.
It was something.
Something...