Fluttershy was sitting in her cottage, thinking. Just thinking. She knew how she felt about Twilight, yet she didn't know how to tell her how she felt. But she knew one thing: she wanted to tell her. She wanted Twilight to return her feelings, yet she didn't know if she could bear if she didn't. But, in any case, she knew she had a shot at being closer friends with her. She never came over. *KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
"Hey, Fluttershy, It's me, Twilight, and I was wondering if you wanted to have a picnic?" Asked Twilight, knocking on the front door.
'Speak of the devil' thought Fluttershy. Of course she would be there. Well, she might as well answer the door.
