Not So Typical Love Song

Raspberry

This had been a stupid idea. Twilight had known that for ages. It was a stupid idea, right from the start. Raspberry wasn't going to come.

Twilight Sparkle was gay. She was open about that fact...ish.

Okay she hadn't told anyone. None of her eight friends, not her big brother and his girlfriend, not her dog, and definitely not her parents.

Twilight had kept it quiet until she met Raspberry.

Well not met, exactly.

Raspberry and Twilight had been exchanging emails for awhile. They met on their school's tumblr page.

Raspberry admitted-in her first tumblr post-she wanted to be kissed on a Ferris Wheel by the girl of her dreams. 'Oh yes, to kiss a fellow girl there would be Peak Gay.', she finished it. It got Twilight's attention. Another gay girl in her school. How could Twilight be so lucky?

They agreed to keep their relationship a secret, and their identities. Raspberry was a pen name. Twilight had chosen Dusk Spark (it sounded good at the time) which led to a lot of ribbing by Raspberry, who constantly would call her 'my Spark of Dusk'.

Yes. Twilight blushed every time she read it. Whoever Raspberry was, she was a dork. A romantic dork, still a dork.

For weeks they talked about everything and nothing. They talked about their favorite shows, what was going on in their lives, how they realized they liked girls, they talked about Science! (to Raspberry's enjoyment and Twilight's delight), and they talked about everything else.

Things were good.

So good, Twilight couldn't help by theorize who Raspberry was in her school. They had to be in the same class (which was mostly girls to start with. Yay.)

Twilight searched. Using all the facts she had picked up from their conversations. Loved raspberries, loved comic book tv shows, has one (1) sibling, is hiding that she's gay, and works a lot.

Ever the scientist, Twilight began her search. All of her close friends were dismissed immediately. None of them were gay, half of them had boyfriends currently, although Twilight wasn't sure about Pinkie Pie (The girl seemed to fall in the asexual category).

Though one of Pinkie's friends (Twilight's by the transitive property) garnered further investigation.

Morgan Spencer.

Morgan was one of Pinkie's friends. She had started going to Canterlot High last fall. Twilight didn't like Morgan all that much. The girl was crude, no respect for authority, and took nothing seriously.

Rainbow Dash had asked what Morgan was drinking. It wasn't a sports drink, so she was confused.

"It's raspberry tea." Morgan answered. She swallowed more of it, let out a content sigh. "Love this flavor."

"My sister loves that tea." Her sister, Darcy, reached for the tea.

Morgan yanked it away. "Take my tea, I take your life."

"See?" Darcy teased through a mouthful of fries.

Morgan loved raspberries. Raspberry loved raspberries. Twilight was sure of it, Morgan was Raspberry.

But Twilight ruled Morgan out a week later. She'd found Morgan in the lap of high school junior, Thorax. They were passionately making out.

Twilight refused to admit her heart had been broken. She just emailed Raspberry about it (keeping details vague).