Herr Regis

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Asking Her

Three days had past since their visit with Rarity, and Applejack was starting to wonder where Flim had gone. She thought about going to see him where his large circus style tent was, but decided not to. Applejack wasn't desperate for attention, although she was saddened by his sudden unavailability.

On the third day, Flim appeared on the orchard. Applejack continued to work, not stoping to say hello. She could tell that her unspoken hostility and vengefulness toward his lack of communication would be noticed: Flim did feel bad.

"I'm sorry I haven't come to see you in so long. I've been working on the festival plans with Flam, we want it to be perfect." Applejack continued to ignore him. She started to shove one of three massive and heavy baskets of apples, but Flim quickly lifted all of them with his horn. "I know I was gone for a while Applejack, don't take it personally."

"I'm not, you treated me so nice and then y'all vanished into thin air." Applejack hung her head, directing him where to bring the baskets full of delicious apples. "Shoot, a mare could get use to attention like that." Applejack dropped Flim a subtle hint as he went, one he understood. He set the baskets down, standing in front of Applejack and making eye contact. She couldn't help but blush, now willing to forgive him and wanting to recapture his attention.

"I didn't mean to go away like that, and I wanted to ask you something." Flim tried to smile, but she could tell he was nervous about something despite his efforts. Flim's nervous demeanor prompted her to also feel the jitters, as he was rarely without confidence. "Do you think that I could take you somewhere, maybe tomorrow, for dinner?"

Applejack stayed quiet, the corner of her mouth slowly moving down and out of a smile. She couldn't believe what he was asking for. In truth, she had wanted him to ask her, but was amazed her wish had come true. "You want to take me out to dinner? Like a..."

"Yeah, like a date. I really like you Applejack, if you don't want to go that's fine, you're just really... cute; I like spending time with you." Flim kissed her cheek, and Applejack was even more shocked to feel the lips of another touch her body. It was a soft peck, and she liked the way it felt. Applejack blushed fiercely, smiling at him.

"Gosh, I... I'd love to."

"Really? Thanks Applejack, I'll make sure you have a good time. I'll come by tomorrow afternoon, just before sunset, okay?" He gave her a big and a much more confident smile. She gave him a big and more than just friendly hug, making the creamy yellow unicorn's cheeks flush with pink.

"It's a date sugar cube, now lend me a hoof buckin' these apples." Flim and Applejack spent the better half of the day working together on the orchard, impressing each other with their skills and strategies as they worked, making a competition out of her chores. Big Mac sighed in the background, trying to ignore the fact that his sister was laughing and canoodling with a stallion he wasn't sure he trusted.

Applejack went inside after a long day. A wide smirk was drawn across Granny Smith's face as she sat in her rocker; she had been doing a little knitting. Applejack cleared her throat, trying to act like she did normally. "What's gotten you into a rouse, granny?"

Granny Smith shrugged cutely, "don't go and pretend like I didn't catch a glimpse of you rubin' noses with Flim out there in the fields." Granny Smith was still smiling and Applejack hid blushed cheeks beneath the brim of her hat. She smiled to herself, chuckling and finally finding the power to lift her green eyes to meet her granny's penetrating gaze.

"He asked me out to dinner tomorrow night, I said yes." Applejack's smile only got bigger, and Granny Smith applauded her granddaughter happily.

"Good for you child, tomorrow mornin', get out and have your friends gussy you up real nice for Flim, I'll break the news to Big Mac." Applejack thanked her granny, going upstairs and encountering Apple Bloom, who was hiding just behind the spot where the banister met the wall on the staircase; she had obviously been listening, and now, confronted with her big sister, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Flim is gonna be your special somepony, sis?" Apple Bloom's eyes seemed to be full of happiness and that glaring sense of victory, if she were to walk she'd likely have the same skip in her step as when the Cutie Mark Crusaders matched Big Mac and Cheerilee.

"Well, I don't really know yet, it's nothin' really. Now go on to bed Apple Bloom, I'll be hittin' the hay, too." Applejack tried to sleep, but she was ecstatic about what would be happening the next day. She knew he hadn't lied and she knew he liked her.

Back at Flim and Flam's tent, Flam was trying to talk to his brother, who seemed to be floating around, a completely different pony with no sense of direction or ambition, apart from one hidden goal. "Flim?"

"Yes brother of mine?" Flim was far beyond what would be a dangerous level of happiness. Not that being happy was a bad thing, but Flam hadn't seen his brother so happy in a very long while.

"Is there something that you'd like to tell me? You seem... joyful."

"Actually brother, I asked the lovely Applejack out for a date tomorrow, and she said yes." Flim seemed to flutter down into his bed, swaddling the sheets and dreamily sighing.

"YOU WHAT?!"

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