Super Pony Tales Anthology: By The Equestrian Writer's Group

True love. It is something that I thought only existed in either fairy tales that a mare or stallion reads to their foals before bedtime, or in a cheesy romance movie that most mares go crazy over. Is it wrong to say that’s what I feel when I’m with him? Me; Soarin, a member of the Wonderbolts, a stallion that most mares want to be with and most stallions aspire to be like. Although, as cruel as it may sound, I have no interest in that kind of relationship with a mare. I have not made my feelings public knowledge yet; I am still “in the closet” as the saying goes. I know I have to break the news to Rainbow Dash soon; she has been vying for my attention the most.  She keeps putting herself in these awkward situations as she tries to “put the moves” on me and I keep coming up with excuses to turn down her advances. I’d hate to lead her along, thinking I want to have that kind of relationship with her when I really cannot. I love her, but not in that way. My heart belongs to another, a certain Earth pony stallion that as an affinity for apples. I can’t explain why I feel this way about him. Maybe it’s something as simple as his deep, red coat, his emerald, green eyes, his orange mane, or maybe it’s because when I’m with him I just feel…right. Like I could spend an eternity with him and not regret a thing. If this is a dream, then I do not want to wake up from it.