Icing On The Cake

As spring slowly turned into summer, the days became warmer, flowers bloomed, and my two friends and I began to spend more time together.

Not very surprisingly, my parents not started caring about where I was. This was usual, they never quite cared about me enough to wonder where I was going. As long as I was safe and sound, they didn't care where I was.

An entire month had passed by, and I heard nothing from my boyfriend. He even said he was going to send me a letter first. I don't even know what, but I was a mess because of it. I wouldn't tell anyone because of it. Seriously, it wasn't even that small of a problem. Maybe he was working a lot so he could see me one of these weekends. Save up for a train ticket, for maybe him and myself. Or maybe that was the reason he wasn't writing to me, because he was saving up so much. He was oh so frugal.

"You would think one of these days colts would start respecting mares..." Carrot Cake brought me out of my trance, stuck on thinking about him.

The three of us were walking around Ponyville, simply enjoying the day.

"Seriously, you would!" Fanny Pack totally agreed with him.

"Why, what's the problem with what they're doing?" I was confused.

"Oh, EVERYTHING!" Carrot was more passionate on this subject that I think I knew. "Just how they treat them. If I had a girl, I'd treat her like she's everything to me, because I won't fall for anything short of amazing."

"Me too. My girl... She's got to know how to cook. But she's got to be pretty." Fanny Pack spun around, and fell down on the field we finally arrived at. He smiled, thinking of somepony.

"My girl..." Carrot actually giggled. It was a weird occurrence. "I don't care what she looks like, but outside beauty doesn't matter... Even though shes going to be beautiful in the inside. She's going to be kind, and smart, and love what I do... But she can't be perfect. I will not allow that. Because I want to be there for her. And perfection doesn't need help." He smiled thinking about it. He fell down right next to Fanny.

"I never thought men were romantics!" I was really surprised. "I just thought they all wanted mares for sex and stuff."

The two colts looked at each other. "Well, that's your average colt, who isn't mature in the slightest," Informed Fanny, "and we try to avoid doing that."

Carrot patted the ground in between them. "Siddown, Cup. If your perfect guy could ever come, what would he be like?"

I plopped down right next to him. I took a deep breath.

"Man... If I could have one perfect colt... What would he be like..." I rolled over onto my stomach, and started to talk. "First of all, he'd be kind to no end. He could always laugh at someone, including himself, but he would would be nice about it. He should always be able to make me laugh, no matter how mad I am, or how sad I am, or any other emotion. He should always be there when I need him, or just about every other time." I started standing up and talking with my hooves, something I was better at. "He should treat me well, and be a gentlecolt. He should be an example for others..." I stopped in my tracks.

"What's wrong?" Fanny was the first to notice I stopped.

"I need to do something." I ran off.

Fanny and Carrot looked at each other. I heard their hooves following behind me.

I ran all the way back to my house.

Why didn't I do this a month ago?

I ran inside, and did a quick wave to my mom, who was the only one inside my house. I dashed up into my room.

Out of breath, I searched frantically around my desk for a piece of paper and something to write with. I started crying. I don't even know why. All my bottled-up emotions just came out right then and there.

As tears flowed down my face, I shut my door and locked it. I knew Fanny and Carrot would be following me closely behind. Carrot's a fast runner, he'll be here any second.

The front door opened.

I shut my blinds.

"Excuse me, did you see Cup in here?" Carrot barely seemed out of breath, and still left Fanny in the dust.

I turned off my lights. I wanted darkness.

Carrot's feet were heard up the stairs. Fanny came in the door, and followed Carrot.

I sat down at my desk, and turned on my lamp. I had to have a little light. I turned the shade towards the wall so it wouldn't shine quite as brightly.

"Cup? Are you okay?" Carrot knocked softly on my door.

"Yeah... Are you... Okay?" Fanny breathed through each word.

I said nothing. I wanted to disappear.

"We're staying here until you let us help!" Fanny almost yelled through my door.

I didn't care. I hated this. I made a terrible mistake.

•••••

"Hey cutie, want to do something for me?" He stroked through my pink busy hair, and looked at me with his plum eyes.

I giggled. "Sure, what is it?"

"Want to strike a pose for me?" He winked.

"What do you mean?" This made me slightly uncomfortable. I fidgeted.

"Show off your brand new cutie mark." He winked again this time, meaning it.

I had just gotten my cutie mark earlier that day. I didn't know how to feel about this. He had been in relationships before me, is this how they worked?

•••••

Belle ran up to me, rather briskly.

"Cup! I have something to show you!"

I turned around. I was laughing, Fanny had just done a weird thing... Again.

"Can it wait?" I laughed between every word.

"No..." She had a grave look on her face.

"Okay, fine." I composed myself. "Let me see this."

"Come over here. I don't want to say it in front of all of these people."

I was getting more and more concerned with every single thing she said.

"So what's up?" I was concerned.

"He sent us a letter... And there was this picture in it. He said they were just friends."

I don't think I could have been possibly more sick to my stomach. It was a picture of him, face to face (mind you, almost kissing,) a VERY seductive mare, her leg wrapped around him...

•••••

I had to do something about this.