To the Dogs

Chapter 8: Conjunction
As the day passed on, the radiant aura of dusk devoured the landscape, wrapping everything in its orange veil. That day had been one of the most enlightening in my existence. I felt as if part of me had fallen to oblivion, only to be filled by something warmer. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but it seemed so pure and uplifting. The more I thought about it, the less insane it seemed. I had fallen in love with my best friend.

It was not out of the ordinary for a pony to develop feelings for someone of a different species at the time. However, to fall for somepony of the same gender was generally frowned upon. I had once feared rejection more than anything else. It was what drew me out of Ponyville just a year prior. Now though, nothing seemed more daunting than the bitter chill of loneliness. Its cold, gaunt hands filled me to the brim with sorrow. I had to make a big decision that night, one that would alter my life forever.

Once we had settled down to eat our supper, I decided to make my move. I drug myself up beside my companion, shivering with anxiety. As he reached into the bag to retrieve our meals, I began to pop the question.

"H-hey Scrape...", I squeaked meekly.

"Yes?", he returned as his ears jumped towards the newly visible stars.

At this point I was shaking uncontrollably with anticipation. As much as I tried to hide my fear, it was completely obvious that there was something that scared me.

"I've been...", I mumbled. "I've been thinking about something very important..."

The canine's fuzzy tail began to wag violently. He knew all too well what I was preparing to say. I could see it in his eyes. I blushed heavily, embarrassed by my failure to come out to him. Taking a deep breath, I charged myself up for the big question.

"I like you Scrape...", I stated plainly. "I like you a lot."

Before I could continue, I found myself bound in the confines of the dog's big, muscular arms. At that moment our hearts connected. We had become engulfed in the flames of love.

"W-would you be my coltfriend?", I finally asked.

"It would be my pleasure, little pony.", he cooed as he stroked my dark mane with his paw.

I fell asleep in his arms that night. Never before had I thought life could be so beautiful. Never before had I felt so complete.

Author's note:
I love you, my darling. <3