Day After Day

by The philosopher

Rating: everyone
Tags: Other, Romance, Caramel, Fluttershy, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad
Length: 1012

She's loved him for some time now. His deep, gentle voice, his figure, his patience, and he was jus

She's loved him for some time now. His deep, gentle voice, his figure, his patience, and he was just so nice to her. Caramel has had a special place in the yellow pegasus' heart for years now...

Published 2012-10-19 03:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-10-19 03:40:02 UTC

Day After Day

She's loved him for some time now. His deep, gentle voice, his figure, his patience, and he was just so nice to her. Caramel has had a special place in the yellow pegasus' heart for years now.

Day after day Fluttershy would watch him, afraid to approach him as if he was stricken with the plague. And yet, the magnetism of two lovers would always called to her to be at his side, her head pressed against the comforting warmth of his chest.

He was sitting alone now, at a table outside the Cafe. The calm morning breeze brushed against his mane perfectly, creating a portrait that Fluttershy could watch in awe for eternity.

Of course, she didn't stare at him as he admired Celestia's morning, she was far more subtle. Gingerly the yellow pegasus would walked down the street, as if she were an anonymous passerby.

She must have been a passerby at least fifty times now.

And for fourty days, no less. It hurt Fluttershy every time he didn't look her way, everytime he didn't see her and invite her to sit with him. It hurt her everytime she would walk pass the Cafe.

The birds were singing their ballads of summer romance that July morning, and the sun shined brightly like gold. The wind passed through Fluttershy's soft pink mane and echoed its orders into her ears.

"Go to him now," it commanded.

The message excited her, and yet frightened her gravely. Could she tell him? Could she admit to him that she loved him? That she had loved him ever since the day she met him? She started to cry. The day she met him...that was the day she should have told him, the day he saw her in the forest, the day he walked with her through every street of ponyville, introducing her to the lovely city and the even lovelier residents. If not that day, then she should have told him the day he offered to build her house, or the day he nailed the last nail on her completed cottage. She should have told him she loved him the day he found the snow-white baby bunny and gave it to her to care for: the day he gave her Angel.

The tears on her eyes had long dried now when she stomped the ground in determination. No! She would not let this chance slip away from her hooves like they had too many times! Celestia as her witness, she was to seize this momment, and when she did it would be with teeth and claws. She had promised herself she would tell him how she felt tomorrow for too many yesterdays.

She gracefully walked towards Caramel's table, trudging through the pit of tar that felt like the dirt floor of the Cafe's outside.Caramel was now looking at her. A broad smile was beginning to spread across his face like a cancer.

"Fluttershy!" he greeted welcomingly, "How are you? I haven't seen you in in forever!"

The yellow mare was screaming just to make her whispers audible.
"Oh.... Umm.... H-hello Caramel..."

Her voice was soft, like a harp, complimented perfectly with the low bass that was Caramel's voice.

"It's good to see you again! Why don't you sit down? We could catch up!"

•••~•••

Heavenly. The day was heavenly. After the cafe they walked theough the streets of Ponyville like they had the day they met, their sides glued together. They continued through the park, hypnotized by the aroma and beauty of the colorful flowers. They were standing at the gazebo, facing a large appletree, when Fluttershy finally faced the stallion she loved.

"Caramel..." she started.

"What? What is it?" he asked.

"Well... I wanted to tell you..." she felt her cheeks flush as she tried to speak, "... I've been meaning to... You're such a sweet friend you see...and well... I wanted to tell you..."

"Caramel! There you are!" shouted an excited voice from the clouds. An artic blue Pegasus with a pale gold mane descended from the clouds above them.

"Oh!" Caramel exclaimed euphorically, "Hi Sassaflash!"

He nuzzled her cheek before turning to Fluttershy.
"Sassaflash, you remember Fluttershy, right?"

"Of course!" she smiled as she wrapped her front hooves around the yellow mare. "It's so good to see you! How has life treated you, Fluttershy?"

She was frozen, staring off into the horizon. She wish she were blind, so she wouldn't have seen the couple's intimate embrace.

Finally, she spoke.
"I....I've been fine.... Thanks for asking...." she breathed in deeply, wishing the oxygen was morphine. "H-how have you been?"

"Oh we've been doing great! I've been so happy thanks to Caramel!" As if on que, Caramel wrapped a foreleg around Sassaflash's back.

"Oh......" Was all Fluttershy could say as her lips began to quiver.

"Fluttershy?" asked Sassaflash, "Are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine... Just....cold is all...."

"but it's July..." responded the arctic blue pegasus with concern in her eyes. "Do you feel sick? We could walk you home if you'd like-"

"No!" answered Fluttershy, perhaps too quickly. "No, no... It's alright..." her back faced the two ponies, "Thank you, though."

"Wait! Fluttershy!" started Caramel, "What were going to tell me?" asked the stallion, "What were you going to say before Sassaflash interuppted?"

"Oh!" Fluttershy's eyes shrunk in realization, "Oh... I was just going to say... To say.... That Angel wanted me to say hi to you for him...."

"Oh! Well, tell him I said 'hi back.'"

"Um... Okay..."

Fluttershy departed from the couple, ber head sunk to the ground. She would tell him another time. She promised herself, she would tell him tomorrow.

Tomorrow....maybe....

The walk to her cottage was harsh. Everything felt so out of place. The love songs recited by the birds were now depressing tragedies, and the July sun still shined brightly. Why did she feel the bitter Autumn wind against her coat when the July sun was shining above her?

Why did she feel the pouring rain on her cheeks when the July sun was gleaming overhead?