Vinyl began eating the spaghetti right away, and I could tell she was enjoying it, so I didn’t need to ask how it tasted. I just sat there for a few minutes, watching her magic lift single noodles up to her mouth, and then have her suck the noodle up. After a moment, she took notice of me not eating.

“What’s wrong dude? Not hungry?” she asked. I blinked, coming out of my daze.

“No, I was just watching your magic. It really is fascinating.” I said. Vinyl smirked.

“Yeah, well it has its downsides too. I can’t actually feel anything with it, so when I use it to lift something, it’s more about concentration and keeping your eyes on the object.” she said. I nodded. I slowly began eating some of the dish, although by this point, Vinyl had eaten more than half of it.

My thoughts drifted to my job. I had work tomorrow. What was I going to do about Vinyl? I didn’t want to call in sick, I needed the money, especially now that I had someone else living in my home.

I was so preoccupied with my thoughts, I didn’t notice when Vinyl and I both stuck the same noodle into our mouths, and began sucking. Before I knew it, my head was forcefully turned by the noodle, and I found myself less than an inch from Vinyl’s face. She was blushing madly, but didn’t seem embarrassed. I, however, freaked out.

“Oh god! Geez! Sorry!” I spit out the noodle, and backed up so fast, I fell backwards in my chair. My head hit the counter behind me before I landed on the floor.

“Ow, son of a...” I grumbled loudly.

Vinyl quickly jumped out of her chair, and ran to your side.

“Vince! Are you okay?!” she asked frantically. I put my hand on the back of my head, and felt something wet. My vision blurred.

“B-Bleeding...” was all I managed to whisper before a sudden outburst of pain shot through my head, and took my consciousness with it.

I woke to the sound of crying. I strained my eyes open, and noticed a blurry blue and white object to my right. The crying seemed to be coming from that direction. I tried to turn my head to see what it was more clearly, but that was a mistake.

“OW!” I yelled, as a surge of pain went through my head. The crying stopped, and Vinyl appeared at my side.

“Vince! You’re okay!” she said, tears dripping from her face. I flinched as they landed on my face.

“Yes Vinyl, apparently I am, you don’t need to cry. It wasn’t your fault.” I whispered, lifting a hand to stroke her mane. She collapsed onto my chest, sobbing.

“Yes it was! It was all my fault! I let my feelings get the best of me, and I could have killed you!” she sobbed into my shirt. I slowly ran my fingers through her mane, and with my other arm, felt a bandage wrapped around my head.

“What do you mean feelings? We just accidentally grabbed the same noodle.” I said. Vinyl wiped her eyes, and looked at me.

“W-well, not exactly.” she said. I waited for her to continue.

“You were zoning out, and I m-may have magically p-put that noodle in your m-mouth.” she said. I looked at her questionably.

“Are you saying...” I didn’t finish the sentence.

“I LIKE YOU!” Vinyl shouted, her eyes tightly closed, tears still streaming down her face. Those three words hit me like a freight train. Vinyl had a crush on me. I had almost forgotten that she was female, because she was so tomboyish. I opened my mouth to speak, but Vinyl put her hoof over my mouth.

“Don’t say it! P-Please don’t say it!” she whimpered.

“Say what?” I managed to ask. Vinyl looked away, shaking slightly.

“T-that you d-don’t feel the same.” she whispered. My brain froze. I liked Vinyl. Not romantically, but Jesus, if it was this hard for her to confess, I could at least try to like her.

“Vinyl.” I said. She continued sobbing. “Vinyl!” I said, turning her head to face me. She opened her eyes, and looked at me.

“I like you Vinyl. Not romantically, at least not now. But if it was this hard for you to confess to me, I can at least try to like you back.” I said. Vinyl looked at me, wide eyed.

“Do you really mean that?” she asked. I nodded. Before I could do further, I found my lips briefly connected with Vinyls. It was an unusual, but not unpleasing sensation. I’d never kissed a girl on the lips, so I had nothing to compare it to. Vinyl parted her lips from mine, and hugged me tightly.

“I won’t let you down. Loving me will be the best choice you could ever make!” she said, nuzzling into my shoulder.

“Okay! Okay! Ow! I’m injured, y’know!” I said, wincing as my head throbbed again. Vinyl quickly retracted herself.

“Sorry! I forgot!” she said, blushing. I put my hand on her back.

“It’s okay. I’m gonna try and sit up.” I said, slowly adjusting myself. Vinyl stood back, and I managed to prop myself upright. After I was comfortable, I looked around. I was actually in my bedroom, laying on my bed. Vinyl crawled up to my side, and lay next to me. I gently stroked her mane.

“So, you really have it bad for me, don’t you?” I asked, smirking at her. Vinyl didn’t look at me.

“S-Shut up, dude.” she said.

“May I ask why? I mean, what about me do you like? Hell, I’m not even a pony!” I said. Vinyl looked at me.

“Visual appearance isn’t everything. You were gentle to me when I first arrived, you protected me from the Police. You genuinely care about me, and you have a passion for music like me. But, you made a wish for a friend, and I was chosen, so that must mean we’re meant to be, right?” she said, looking at me. I thought about what she said. I did wish for a friend, and Vinyl was chosen, apparently.

“Well, I’m glad you were chosen. It’s nice having someone who likes me for me, and not visual appearances only. Even though you aren’t human, I won’t deny you have a certain, umm, attraction towards yourself.” I said, giving her butt a squeeze. Vinyl’s eyes nearly bugged out of her head.

“V-Vince!” she gasped. I laughed. The grandfather clock struck nine. It was getting late. I was out longer than I expected.

“We should probably get some sleep.” I said, pulling the bed sheets over me.

“C-Can I sleep with you?” Vinyl asked hesitantly. I opened the covers for her to get under. Vinyl got under the blankets, and snuggled up against my side.

The feeling of another body’s warmth, the sensation of soft fur against my side. It was… nice. I put my arm around Vinyl, and slowly stroked her fur.

“Good night, Vinyl.” I said. She mumbled something back, barely audible. I didn’t really make it out, but it sounded like

“Love you.”

Author's Note

Whoo boy, Vinyl just took a big step! Now it's up to Vince for his mind to battle his heart over Vinyl. He knows he shouldn't like a pony, but his heart might say otherwise...