Book two of "Who We Become".
Being a princess means always worrying what everypony thinks about you. So when Twilight overhears a private conversation, she has to come to terms with how she feels about herself, love, and a certain somepony, all whil...
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It was early afternoon, and Twilight was staring at Fluttershy's door. She was reflecting on how quickly things could change. A month ago she had been outside this same door, expecting nothing more than to spend some time with a friend. But so much happened afterwards, and now she was about to go on her first ever date, with her first ever... what were they to each other, anyway? 'I think it's too soon to say marefriend,' she reasoned.
Although she was contemplating the change in her life, when it came down to it, she was really just stalling. She kept reminding herself that it was just a party they had both planned to go to anyway. And besides, Fluttershy had asked her out, so clearly there was nothing to be worried about. It was a perfectly rational outlook, and it didn't help. She wanted their night to be perfect. She needed it to be perfect. She needed Fluttershy to see how happy they could be together, or else she might decide not to go on another date. 'Well, sitting here isn't going to make anything perfect.'
With one last calming breath, she knocked on the door. At first there was no answer, but just as she was about to knock louder, the door opened – seemingly of its own accord, until she looked down to see Angel motioning for her to come inside. She followed him into the living room and looked around, but saw no sign of Fluttershy. Angel pointed to the couch, then hopped up the stairs. Twilight sat down and waited as Fluttershy called out, "Uhm... I'll be down in a moment."
"Oh, take your time," Twilight replied. "I'm sorry, I know I'm a little early." She was still panicking, but at least now she was panicking from the comfort of Fluttershy's couch.
After a minute, Angel came back down. He stared at Twilight. Not his usual glare of annoyance, more so like he was looking for something. Twilight glanced around and couldn't see anything he could be interested in; he was definitely looking at her. He looked up to Fluttershy's room, then back to her. His ears folded down as he nervously rubbed his paws together. Not for the first time, she found herself wishing she could understand the rabbit.
Eventually, her attention was drawn away by the sound of hoofsteps on the stairs. Twilight turned to see Fluttershy descend. She let out a small gasp as Fluttershy reached the bottom and turned towards her. The yellow pegasus was wearing a purple halter sundress with a teal sash. Angel jumped up to fix a strand of her mane, which had been braided. She looked at the ground as she squeaked out a greeting.
"Fluttershy, you look beautiful." Twilight felt her cheeks grow warm as she openly spoke her mind about her crush for the first time. It was nothing compared to Fluttershy, whose face had gone completely red at the compliment. She tried to hide in her mane, which proved impossible with it braided and only served to frustrate the little rabbit still hanging on her head. Twilight suspected that was Rarity's plan, to not let the shy pegasus hide away as she usually did.
"Oh, uhm... thank you," Fluttershy managed to say. She pried her eyes off the floor to look at Twilight, who was wearing a sunflower yellow sheath dress with blue trim. "Uhm, you too," she said, blushing even harder and looking away again.
