Nutmeg Music woke up staring at his ceiling. He thought today was going to be just another day. Just another day with the pony he loved. He couldn't have been more wrong. A soft coo from the other side of the small bed startled him and he flipped over to see those gorgeous amethyst eyes staring up at him.

"Hi sweetie" Twilight Sparkle said.

"Hey Twi" he said back.

They shared a tender kiss, those always made him feel better. In fact, just being with Twilight made the whole world seem...worth living through for Nutmeg. He had a dark past. A few bad friends in high school, drugs, cutting, had all led him dangerously close to that tantalizing cliff of just throwing it all away. But then, SHE had happened.

They met in chemistry class in the 10th grade. They had been unwillingly partnered together for their first project. It was simple enough: put a chunk of solid sodium in water and watch the "reaction" Nutmeg being the curious pony he was, decided he wanted a good view. He got a little too close and when the sodium hit the water, BOOM, it basically exploded. He jumped backwards, and landed right in Twilight's arms. They looked deeply into each other's eyes and it took off from there.

Their wedding had been, as Rarity had put it "simply marvelous!". It was held in Canterlot and was no less grand then her brother's had been a few years before. Not a mishap to be found and many of the ponies there considered themselves lucky as many had been at Shining's wedding also. But enough about that, your trusty narrator is going off topic.

Nutmeg had been wanting to ask Twilight a very important question for a while now. What he didn't know was Twilight had been wanting to ask him that same question but neither of them had the guts to do it. It was a BIG question after all. They both thought they knew of a way to do it so they would. TONIGHT.

The day started normal after that amazing kiss. Nutmeg hauled his red behind out of bed and stretched out allowing his long, thick, dark brown mane to lazily flop over his face. He knew Twilight would be attending to her royal princess duties today, whatever they were. It could be anything from solving a territory conflict between animals to overseeing the construction of a new farm. Whatever it was, she always said she was up for it. He knew she was a strong pony but he also knew everypony had their limits. He suspected she was reaching her's.

Well, he had a job too. He worked in the Ponyville spell factory, manufacturing spells. While that may sound like fun, it was just ponies pulling different levers all day to print some text on paper, put it all together, and ship the spellbooks out the door. The work was MIND NUMBING. It took all his strength not to just pass out at his station every day.His dream job was busting clouds but he wasn't a pegasus so he knew that goal was nothing but a dream.

He knew he had to leave soon. It was already 8:45 and he had to be there by 9 so he gave Twilight one last kiss on the forehead, told her goodbye, and trotted out the door to the factory. He thought walking would get his mind off things. For the second time that day, he would be wrong. His mind kept going back to that question. Thoughts started racing through his head.

What will she think of me? Will she feel the same way? The worst she could do is turn me down, right?

Then a very, VERY scary thought hit him.

Will she still love me?

He knew he would have to put those thoughts off until tonight, he had to if he wanted to focus at all. Not that he needed to focus.He galloped into the factory just on time and grabbed his outfit which was just a dark blue jumpsuit with his name Nutmeg patched on the chest in red cursive letters.

"Back to the old grind"

Meanwhile, across town, Twilight was having similar thoughts. She was in the middle of trying to figure out a way for an owl and a squirrel to share the same tree. But her mind kept going back to that question as well, and all the other thoughts about Nutmeg came with it.

What will our lives be like if he said yes? What if he feels different? The worst he could do is turn me down, right?

Ten a very, VERY scary thought came to her.

Will he still love me?

She knew she had more pressing issues at hoof and would have to deal with those first. What she didn't notice in her deep thought was that the owl had eaten the mouse to get the tree to itself. She watched as the last of the mouse's pink tail was slurped down the owl's throat like a spaghetti noodle.

"Meh, problem solved."

Author's Note

So what does everypony think? Think you know what the question is? :p

Wait until the next chapter to find out.

P.S. Mature rating is for next chapter too. o_O