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He fell to the ground.
Narrowleaf made a faint squeak sound, then fainted.
"I... I d-did?! Brisk..." He mumbled.
"I... I was going to ask you to m-marry me... I couldn't. I'm too nervous..." He replied.
"N-nevermind... J-just take this..." He set a small box containing a necklace on the ground, then ran off.
"N-no... I'm just... Will you m-marr-" He stopped again. "Wh-why can't I do it...?" He asked himself softly.
"I was g-going to ask you to... to... I... W-will you m-mar-" He stopped and turned away. "I c-can't do it..."
He sighed with relief. "Good. I thought that you snapped. So... About what I was going to ask you earlier... I..." He sighed once more. "Nevermind."
Narrowleaf hesitated, then laughed too, still unsure if she was kidding.
"We'll know it didn't if one of you explodes, implodes or has a psychological breakdown." He replied.
"So... did it work?" He asked, trotting over. "Is everything... alright?"
Equestrian Girls. That is all.
"What's interesting?" Narrowleaf asked.
"Y-yeah... he just... doesn't want to go... in." He pushed the soul in. "There."
"Okay. I'm just... going... to stick this... little fella..." Narrowleaf grunted, forcing his soul back in.
Narrowleaf watched on, stroking his own soul like an animal.
"Alright... What now?" He asked, looking between the two souls.
"Whoa. That is a little... alarming." Narrowleaf said to himself.
Narrowleaf shuddered. "G-good thing I don't have to worry about you guys doing that again..."
"Do you... not want to?" Narrowleaf asked.
