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"Wh-what plans?!!" Narrowleaf asked.
"N-no... I said I'd kill myself... or Bolt would kill me..." Narrowleaf said. "I'd never forget..."
"Wh-why would... she th-think that... I..." Narrowleaf tried to say. "I'd feel... horrible... I'd... kill myself, too..."
"I don't know... Wh-why?" Narrowleaf said wiping tears away with his hoof. "Same reason I killed myself for her?"
"Well... A little..." Narrowleaf said, looking at the ground.
Narrowleaf took a deep breath. "I... know what?" He said.
"I know she does..." Narrowleaf said softly.
"No. I'm nervous around mares in general. And if I love her, it's worse. Look... I just want Brisk to know how much I love her. I'd die for her....
"Yeah. Wh-what's your point?" Narrowleaf said, nervous.
"Flitter...?!" Narrowleaf jumped back. "I..."
Narrowleaf smiled. "And If I can talk to her now, I think I've "Manned Up"..."
"...And I happen to love this mare. More than a sister. I-I survived TWO stab wounds, all because of her... And I..." Narrowleaf began to cry....
"I-I don't care! I get nervous around mares..." Narrowleaf responded.
"Okay... g-good." Narrowleaf was shaking. "I wanted to talk to F-Flitter but..."
"...Is it over?" Narrowleaf said, cowering in fear
Narrowleaf just stood there, mouth open and trembling. He couldn't speak but thought to himself. *I wanted to talk to Flitter... I don't think I...
Narrowleaf began to scream. "OHMYGODS,OHMYGODS,OHMYGODS. GETMEAWAAAAAY!!"
"S-sorry... I hate arguing." Narrowleaf said.
"S-stop it!! Both of you!" Narrowleaf shouted.
"Flitter... don't." Narrowleaf said, softly.
