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alicorn day 1
i was walking tough ponyville with my new wings , walked and walked , for some odd reason the wings made me feel diferent , more ...
sassy
i walked , and walked , but everytime i saw somemare i felt myself blushing , but not with stallions tough ... weird ... really weird ... them fluttershy came true a door , and ... i could not stop my self
_fluttershy ! could you come to my libary now !,
it was too late ... she went to my libary with me and while we talked , i blushed extremely and felt ... LOVE
_so twily _ she called me twily _what do you want ?...
_uhhhhh , just hang out , ya now ...
_ oh
we walked to the library and i asked spike to leave
_so, flutters , babe _the feeling was taking over_ come here
_ ok twiligth ... O///O
i grabed her and i kissed her
_ twilight !
she blusshed extremly and ran
i went outside and ... i did not fill that way to any mare while i walked , but i could not think of anything else thats not flutter bae , i , i ,i .... I WANT HER

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day 1 after the kiss
_oh no .... i feel weird .... i need twilight ... i need her ... i need her so much....
i kept saying to my self in my room
_ what if she just made that for fun ... what if she doesn't really love me ...
evertime i tought about her i blushed extremely
_ what i d-
in the middle of my monologue twilight jumped trough the window and kissed me , i did not see her but ... when i saw , my face got all red , she was dressed like a bunny for me , i could not hold my hold with her bunny ears and tail , i kissed her i didn't now what i was doing but ... it felt so good , i tough , do i really like somestallion ? did i ever ? never , but what i feel for twilight is love ... maybe i will become lesbian for her , i love her but ... how will i tell her or the others ?
we stop kissing , we look at each other with a lovely look but then i blush and look down and ask really squeaky
_...i love you ...
she didn't hear me
_what ?o///o
i said
_i love you
_ i can't hear you ?
_i love you !
o///o we laughed and blushed at each other , them we kissed again , but this time a tounghe kiss , our wings flapped as we did it , it felt so good then she said
_ will ... will ... will you date me !
i blushed extremely
_y-ye-ye-yes
i felt so good

One Short Twishy…No Name
In every love story that Twilight Sparkle had ever read, it was always the same: a stream of drama, culminating in a dramatic conclusion. The climax would happen in a dramatic setting, where the wind was blowing or the stars were twinkling. Or maybe it would be a terrifying moment when the icy hands of death threatened to break her heroes apart before they truly came together. There would be obstacles to overcome, perhaps an antagonist. Some tearful drama that made it seem like the lovers would never be able to attain one another. This, Twilight knew, was good writing. It inspired fear, angst, and intrigue in the reader. It left you desiring the happiness of the story's players, either to be wrenched by tragedy or inspired by a passionate, victorious kiss.
And it was nothing like what happened when Fluttershy's blushing face was pressed into her own. As a soft, pink tongue forced its way into her mouth, all Twilight could think was how they were standing in her boring old library, in the middle of the day, without any warning or build up whatsoever. No stop dialogue! Not even a single sweet word! One minute, Fluttershy was knocking and asking to come in, and then... this. It was terrible flow. To boot, Fluttershy throwing her shy personality aside was nothing like the way she'd been characterized up until that moment. Her cheeks were blushing hotly, but she had still done it - she had walked straight up to her friend, looked into her eyes, and taken hold of her lips. Twilight's lips. With that soft, warm tongue...
The left side of Twilight's brain screamed at the author, an invisible force that seemed to be looking down at both of them from all directions. The right side... could not believe how good Fluttershy's breath tasted. Then the writing took a turn for the worst. Twilight stopped thinking. She never stopped thinking, yet, she most certainly did then and there. She turned her head and pushed forward into the kiss, meeting it. And that's when she felt an icy tear trickling across her nose, stirred from Fluttershy's cheek where it had been cooling.
Suddenly, Twilight's heart spoke to her. The brain silenced like a candle that had run out of wax, and she knew that she and Fluttershy had always known. There was going to be no dramatic build-up, no great scenario leading to this passion. Instead, the way both mares felt about each other all along had finally become too strong for either of them to resist it. A bubble had finally burst. This was the reality of being in love. It was not the fiction of a book. It would entertain no-one, and it didn't have to. Because unlike a love story, she realized, true love is about what happens between the two who feel it and nopony else.
There was no longer time to critique her life. With a stir of magic from Twilight's horn, the door to the library was locked. What happened next was not a story to be read. It was not for anypony else to even imagine. It was their moment, their ending, and we are not invited.