Twilight's Past

Daring Doo galloped through the forest, searching for the golden griffin. She had found no luck, until she saw a-

I couldn't continue, because before I knew it, all three of the Cutie Mark Crusaders were on my bed. As to why, I have no clue.

I sighed as I carefully closed my book and slid it on the bookshelf with my pink aura. They all laid down in my bed, watching me with those big, adorable eyes. Why me? Out of everypony in Ponyville, why me?

"Yes?" I asked the fillies that were sitting in front of me.

"Tell us!" they all screamed into my face. They started bouncing on the bed, and I sighed again.

"Tell you what? Oh, and no bouncing on my bed, little fillies." I replied as I slowly got off my bed. But I think I already knew the answer to my question. I walked over to my dresser, and slowly brushed my hair, trying to get the tangles out. This is the "only" problem that happens when I read for too long.

"Tell us about uhh.. What was it, Apple?" Sweetie Bell stammered.

"About your past love life!" Apple Bloom said excitedly.

"Yea, whatever." Scootaloo said as she followed me and the rest of the Crusaders. Obviously Scootaloo doesn't care for little crushes or anything of the sorts. "Just tell us, so that way we can get to cliff hanging. That cutie mark would look AWESOME!"

"Just like I told Rarity, I-"

"You told Rarity?!" two of them squealed. Scootaloo just yawned and went back over to my bed for a nap. It's kind of disturbing to think that these little fillies go crashing into other ponies' homes without their permission..

"No, I didn't. What I was going to say was-"

"Aww..." the said with sad little eyes. No guilt tripping me, Crusaders!

"Was that I told Rarity that I wouldn't tell her, and the same goes for you." I finally finished.

"If you won't tell her, then that means there was a special somepony you liked!" they said with happiness. I just face-hoofed in reply, while remembering last Hearts and Hooves day with Ms. Cheerliee and Big Mac. I still feel really bad for them, now because they can't even chat without those Crusaders appearing at their door.

I set down my hairbrush back on my dresser, and started making my way down the stairs, with the 3 Crusaders following me. I was thinking about making them some iced tea with little bits of hay, but then I remembered that had too much sugar, and they were already hyper enough. I shrugged as I grabbed the milk out of the fridge.

"How come Rarity won't let us ever have some of her sweet tea, Twilight?" Sweetie Bell asked as I filled up 3 cups of milk for them and I poured myself some sweet tea.

"Well, Sweetie Bell, you see... Sweet Tea makes ponies more adorable. And if you got any cuter, you would explode." I teased her and rubbed her head. I think that's a good enough explanation.

"So.. I'm adorable?" Sweetie Bell squealed with big, cute, eyes. Apparently she didn't get that I was being sarcastic...

"Yes, you are. And not just because you are a filly."

"Are you adorable too, Twilight?" she asked me as they each grabbed their milks and started gulping it down. I just sat in the kitchen chair, wondering about her question. Am I adorable? Am I cute? Am I... hot?

"I don't know."

"I bet you are. Heh, well, somepony used to like you, obviously." she giggled.. Sweetie can be tricky, that's for sure. Not that her other crusaders aren't sneaky either. I just blushed and started taking sips of my tea while still pondering at the same question.

Am I cute? Even a little bit? Should I even care if I am or not?

Maybe I should tell them, well, my friends, at least. Not the Crusaders. But my friends really should know... But how am I going to tell them? Is there a book on it? Should I go do some research? About how he lied to me over and over again? Should I even tell them? Will my friends end up hating me if I do?