I'm confused on what half the words you just said mean, but I'll figure it out.
For now>>35490316>Stars glittered up above, like twinkling fairy lights that merrily glimmered against the black backdrop.>You were Fluttershy, and you had an undeniably gorgeous view.>For more reasons than just the night sky's majesty, as you hugged the warm body next to you a little tighter.>You buried your nose in the crux of her shoulder and wrapped yourself tighter around her, laying your head on the arms folded underneath her own.>The smell of fresh apples, hay, and sweat tickled at your nose, as did the straw-colored hair of your girlfriend.>All that and more made up Applejack, just about the greatest girl in the world.>Like many nights before the pair of you were laying in the back of her old pickup on an even older air mattress.>The conversation had lulled as you dozed against her side.>How long had it been, since you had confessed to Applejack?>Years, perhaps.>It felt like a blur.>Every moment with her did, really.>Being around her...>Your heart pounded in your chest, and your face flushed, and you could feel the cute little butterflies in your stomach flapping about.>"Hey, Shy?">The soft southern drawl, like sweet molasses spilling from her mouth, drew you from your nap.
"Hmm?">Applejack seemed to think for a long moment before she spoke.>And when she did, you paid attention.>"I gotta confess somethin'.">The forlorn tone slammed into you like a baseball bat.>You bit your lip.
"Hmm? What is it?">You hoped she didn't hear the tremble in your voice...>"It's been eatin' me up inside," Applejack muttered, "I ain't a liar, I ain't no good at it, I don't like it.">She was babbling, one of the things you usually enjoyed, but not now.>Had she figured out...?>Impossible.
"What's that, J?"