Fluttershy stuck another drawing on the fridge, she'd been doing it since last night. This is a good one of me. She told herself. Shy heard a voice coming from the front door, "Shy? Fluttershy, I made it back!" Brandon yelled as he walked in. Fluttershy walked into the living room and said, "Welcome home! Was it fun?" while giving him a hug and kiss. "It was an...experience. Did you occupy yourself while I was gone?" She yawned and said "More or less. The night wasn't much fun without you." He kissed her again, "You tired? I didn't get much sleep." Her eyes were half open, "Me either...I stayed up all night waiting for you. I think I'll take a short nap. Do you want to join me?" He nodded, "Sure, but first I'm going to get a drink out of the fridge. I'll meet you upstairs."

Fluttershy lied down into bed, and had already closed her eyes. She had a few moments to think...

We really have the perfect relationship...we understand each other, even though we're almost complete opposites. I wonder what will happen if we break up...? No, no, I shouldn't think like that. No. But still...could we be together forever?

"Shy," he called from downstairs, "Why is there so much paper all over the fridge?" He examined it. All of them were drawings. Most of them were of him and her, in some romantically depicted way. Others consisted their friends. There was one that really caught his eye. One that had her in a dress, and the words above it wrote Which one sounds better? Fluttershy Ashford or Fluttershy Di Patensia?

He smiled at the idea that was being presented, got his drink, and made his way upstairs. "Did you say something, sweetie?" She asked him. Every few days was a new pet name. He could care less, but she wanted the perfect name.

"Nothing. Go to sleep. I love you." "I love you too, um...baby?"

He chuckled at the new pet name for him. It would probably last a few days before she switched to a new one. "Yeah...I know, beautiful."

THE END