Falling for a Mail Mare

Like I said before, I read Romance novels to get ideas for characters and drama between them. However, after the book and that dream I had complete writers block. Its usually hard for me to have writers block. I usually pick a place for my character to go to and I just start writing but this time I was stuck. Now my contract said I didn't have to write another novel for several months but I usually just get an idea and just constantly write. This time had an idea and after that dream and I just stopped. I couldn't stop thinking her, Derpy Hooves. It made me pace back and forth in my house and I never pace. Then hours of pacing became days as I tried to read the other novels I got from the library only for me to just sit there at one or two pages. Then I heard a knock at my door.

“Come in!” I yelled.

“Package for you!” was said by a mare's voice.

I then go to the door only to see her, Derpy Hooves.

“I, uh, um, er, hello, Miss Derpy Hooves.”

“Hiya! I got a package for ya Mister Feather!” she said with a huge grin on her face.

“I, um, thank you Miss Hooves.” I said in a embarrassing stutter.

“Ah, its fine.”

“Here, hold on a second,” I said and then quickly went to my desk and then gave her some bits. “Here a tip!”

“Oh no, I can't accept this.”

“Nonsense, thank you Miss Hooves.”

“Well, okay, thank you so much.” she said with a sad looking smile.

“What's wrong?”

“Well, most ponies aren't that nice to me, I, uh, have never got a tip before.”

I was surprised to say the least. “That's horrible! Are other ponies that mean here?”

She then looked at me with surprise, I think, her eyes make it sometimes hard to tell.

“Oh no, ponies in ponyville are usually always nice. It's just most ponies don't like me as their mail mare.” she said with a sad face.

“I, um, sorry that happens to you.”

“It's fine, thank you for being so nice to me Mister Feather, well I got more deliveries to do.” she said with a new smile on her face.

“Well, just now I will always be nice to you.” I said with a confident smile on my face.

“Thank you so much!” she said and then flew off.

I then returned inside of my house and immediately thought about what I said to her. I kept thinking things like: Did I say the right thing? Did I word things wrong? Was I too nice? I then remembered that she delivered a package to me. I quickly looked at noticing it was from my editor. I opened it up and there he said my latest book was done being edited and I have to approve for publishing. I quickly skimmed thru all the edits he had done in the book and wrote what I though was good or unnecessary. A few hours later I was done and then wrapped up what he sent me and went to the post office. I then entered the building and once again there she was.

“Oh hello Mister Feather, sorry to say but we are about to close for the day.” she said. I hadn't realized what time it was.

“Oh well, I need a package sent, if it doesn't happen today that's fine, I just need it in Manehatten by next week.”

“Oh we can definitely do that! At most it will take two days to get there.”

“Thank you Miss Hooves, 25 bits correct?”

“Yep! That's right!” she said with a big goofy grin on her face.

“Thank you Miss Hooves.”

“Oh you don't have to call me that, just call me Derpy.”

“Oh, um, well, Derpy, thank you.”

“No problem”

“Uh, I will leave you alone now, you probably need to get back to work.”

“Hold on,” she said with a confused look, I think. “What's wrong?”

“Well, I was gonna ask you something but you look really busy and I don't want to bother you.”

“No, no, I'm just about to close up, what's your question?” she said with a now expected look.

“Why don't ponies like you? You're nice, you always smiling, why would they be mean?”

“Oh well...” she said with sad smile. “It's my eyes and I'm just not very smart.”

“What?! That doesn't sound like being not liked, that sounds like being bullied!” I said as my voice slowly got a little louder. “Um, sorry if I sounded like I'm yelling.”

“No, it's okay, I'm used to it, I've always been like this.”

“Oh, I'm so sorry.”

“It's fine, I have to be strong for my daughter after all!”

“Your daughter?” I said in a huge surprise as my mind went a million miles.

“Yeah, I have an adopted daughter, Dinky Doo, did I not mention her before?”

“Um, no, you didn't...” I said with a confused response on my face.

“Oh, she's my little muffin! She's such a great little filly.”

“Oh, well, that's great to hear! I'm glad you have something to be strong for.”

“Me too!”

“Well, I would, um like to be your friend Derpy.”  I asked embarrassingly.

“Oh, um, thank you, no stallion has ever asked me that.” she said that while slightly blushing.

“Really? You've never had a colt or stallion as a friend? That's horrible!”

“It's true Mister Feather.”

“Please, just call me Red”

“Oh, um, okay, Red.” she said stumbling on her words.

“Don't worry about it.” I said and then suddenly my mouth moved without me thinking. “Could I go out on a date with you?”

At that moment, both of are faces were completely red. I could tell she was looking at me intensely as if she was making sure I wasn't making fun of her.

“Um what did you just say?” she said slowly.

“I, uh, I, um, I, uh, uh, I, I, I, I think I, uh, asked, uh, you on a, uh, date..... maybe.” I said, constantly stuttering.

She then looked at me for a few more seconds and then opened her mouth.

“Yes.”

“What?” I said with a big dumb face.

“I said yes to your date.” she said with a straight face, “I can tell your not lying or trying to trick me.”

“I, um, gosh, I, uh, didn't think this thru.”

“What do you mean?”

“Um, I've actually never gone on a date and I just asked you on a date.”

“Well, I've never dated either, maybe, um, dinner next weekend?

“Um, okay that sounds good.”

She then started giggling.

“What's so funny?”

“You asked me on a date and then I had to plan it for you, isn't that funny?”

“Heh, heh, that is funny. Well, um, thank you for accepting me.”

“No, thank you for being so nice Red.”

“Oh, and I still need that package delivered.”

“Oh no problem. We'll get it delivered.”

“Well, see you next weekend.”

“Okey-Dokey!” she said with a huge smile on her face.

I then left the post office leaving the bits and with a skip in my hoof. I had never felt this way. I will say though I felt good.