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I felt his lips leave mine, "What-What do you t-t-thi-think you're d-d-d-d-doing?"

There was a little string of spit that hung between our mouths. I cared about Cry more than anyone else in the galaxy. I-I wanted more... NO! That is just wrong! I'm not gay! Is he? No! Don't think about it!

"I... Cry I think..." I couldn't speak. I couldn't find words to say to him. I just wanted to kiss him. I know it's wrong, and I know he's not gay( I'm not ether) but I wanted more of him.

"Cry... I wish I could find the right words to say, but I can't and I know you're not gay and I'm not gay, but... I...I... want- want..." I just couldn't say it.

"What? I'm NOT gay! Are you sure you're not?! What do you want?" Cry cried, as tears poured down his cheeks.

"Look, I can't talk... it's hard to say what I want," I think as a speak.

"Tell me!" Cry demanded.

"I can't!" I shouted.

"Tell me, right NOW!" Cry's voice sounds broken.

"I WANT MORE FROM YOU!" I cried, tears now filling my eyes.

Cry fell silent. I could tell he was sobbing. I cursed. I cursed like I never did before(even more than when I do playthroughs). Cry said something under his breath that made my heart stop. He couldn't have said that... it's impossible. It's only me. He hates me... or does he? Ugh! Why do you have to be so complicated, Cry?! I wipe tears from my eyes and stand up.

"I'm sorry, could you repeat what you just said?" I asked calmly.

Cry looked up at me, his mask almost falling off, "I said-"

Before he could finish what he was going to say, his mask fell to the ground. I watched it drift to the ground. I started to look up to see if Cry was okay, but before I could see what his face really looked like, he covered it up with his hooves.

"My MASK! Where is it? Felix? Do you have it?!" Cry screamed.

"It's okay, Cry. I have your mask... remove your hooves," I stated.

"No! I look horrible!" Cry hides his face more.

"No you don't... you have the most wonderful skin anyone could ask for, your laugh makes everyone happy, and you're a great friend... and I'm sure your eyes are the most beautiful things ever. Please, remove your hooves," I said, blushing like crazy.

Slowly, Cry removed his hooves. I swear, my nose bled. His eyes were ice-blue. They sparkled with the sunset light that was shining on him. He looked at the mask that was in my hoof. His hair (or, uh, mane) went almost to the tip of his eyelashes. I smiled at him, wanting him to smile back. His mouth twitched. Then, he smiled... Oh my GOD! He is so cute! I gingerly placed his mask on his face and tied the little strings behind his head. Cry thanked me and turned to face me.

"Uh, thanks again... " Cry said awkwardly.

"No problem," I smiled.

Just then, a small giggle came from behind a large tree, followed by the sound of a shush.

"Did you hear that?" I asked.

"Sure did... Who's there?!" Cry shouted.

I female voice giggled and then two other female voices laughed. I turned my head to see three little fillies. Oh. My. God. It's the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

"Uh... sorry misters. We didn't see anything! I swe-" Sweetie Belle started to say.

"Sweetie Belle! Uh sorry. We were just walkin' around and saw two stallions on the ground and uh wanted two make sure you weren't ya know... dead," Apple Bloom said, rubbing the back of her head with her hoof. Cry stared in pure shock, and I shared the same look.

"Uh... Yeah. We're not dead," I looked over at Cry as I turned to a whisper, "Are we?"

"What was that, um..." Sweetie Belle asked.

"Pewdiepie," I said quickly. Where did that come from? I have no idea why, but I just said it. I glanced over at Cry. His mask was hiding it, but I knew he was still in shock. Wait... how on earth did I tie his mask on?

"How did you guys get here, and why were you kissing? Aren't you both stallions?" Scootaloo asked totally out of the blue. Why? Just why did she ask that question?

"Oh... um... w-we weren't k-kis-kissing... we were um... ya see..." Cry's face was flushed pure red.

"Are you guys... together? Because I'm fine with that! It's not like I have anything against that or-" Sweetie Belle began to panic.

"N-NO! We aren't t-together!" I shouted. I thought I saw Cry flinch a little, but I shrugged it off, "Why are you in our business, anyway?"

Sweetie Belle hung her head, and Apple Bloom did the same. Scootaloo raised her eyebrow and smiled. She had the wrong idea. I slowly backed away to stand next to Cry.

"Um... Sweetie Belle? That is your name... correct?" I said, acting as if I had never heard her name before. The little unicorn filly raised her head.

"Yes, it is. What is it?" She asked, a smile spreading across her face.

"If you don't mind... um, where are we?" I asked nervously.

"Oh! We're in Ponyville. Well, we're close to Ponyville. Right now, we're on Meadow Hill. Ponyville is over there," She said as she pointed her hoof over the hill.

I walked over to where her hoof was pointed and stood in shock at what I saw. Right there, right in front of my face, was Ponyville. I turned around and pulled a fake smile.

"Um... if you don't mind, would you please take my friend, Cry, and I to Ponyville? There's someone I would like to talk to," I smiled weakly.

Sweetie Belle smiled widely, "Sure! Come on, Scootaloo, Apple Bloom. Oh yeah, by the way... this is Scootaloo and Apple Bloom."

I nodded and went back to Cry, "Look, I want to forget this ever happened. So, let's do that... okay?"

Cry nodded, "O-okay. Are we going to Ponyville?"

"Yep," I smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry that I kis-" Cry started.

"Don't worry about it, Cry," I said softly as I started my way to Ponyville.