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I'm going to try really hard not to make this overly sappy.

"Uh…hey"

"S…stills?"

It was undoubtedly him. He had cleaned up since she had seen last him at the concert but he was still thin; and she wondered if he had cleaned himself up or if his friends had made him.

"I…can't believe you're actually here."

"Neither can I. Uhm… how have you been?"

"Me oh uh fine."

She had the same audibility as the first time he met her and he couldn't help but smile a little. The facial contortion had become so alien to him it actually made his face sore.

"Look I know I've had to do this for some time I just wasn't sure how I was going to. I didn't expect it to be ridding unconscious in a sack but whatever it takes right?"

The corners of her mouth turned up and it did him good, it gave him the motivation to speak up.

"I guess the only way to start this is by saying I'm sorry for everything that's happened. I know there's a lot to apologize about and I can't really cover in two words but I hope for right now I'm sorry will do. I can't condone my own actions but maybe I could try to at least explain them if you'd be willing to listen."

She was afraid to answer yes or no but decided to take a chance.

"I'll listen."

"Thank You. For most of my life I've been confused. I could never find which way was up or down or what was real, I'd chase answers like a dog chases their tail, I'd have a new philosophy to follow every week, and there were only a few core values I could hold dear to. In other words I was your typical youth wandering through a teenage wasteland* and when my parents died I went into a tail spin, but no matter what I had my music, and when I strummed my guitar or sat down at our old piano things made sense to me and the world and everyone in it seemed right in perfect incongruity. Music made me free, I could do anything, when I played, the feeling, I could only compare it to an addict shooting up heroin for the first time but without ever having to come down. Then I became a success and all the confusion came back and I was just in a black hole to numb to care even my guitar couldn't breathe life into me anymore I was too far gone. But when I met you, it felt like the first chord I ever struck, you sent me back to that place where everything was right and things were clear the way music use to. You made me enjoy playing again and you…you made me feel alive again. I didn't want to lose that I didn't want to go back into the void so I lied, I wish to god I hadn't but I did. Now I realize how selfish I was. I loved you but I loved myself more so I risked hurting you so I wouldn't get lost again. All I can say now is that I'm sorry and I hope someday you could find a way to forgive me."

Everything was quiet for several minutes, Fluttershy's expression was blank and McCready wondered if maybe everything that would be said had been.

"I guess I'll leave now…"

"Do you remember when I told you about how I got my Cutie Mark?"

"Yeah you fell off the cloud during the race, and some butterflies caught you and when you came to the ground you realized how much you loved nature. Then after the Rain Boom you discovered your talent for working with animals."

"I always loved the beauty of nature. Not because it was flashy or spectacular but because it was simple and honest. It didn't try to be beautiful it simply was and there was. There is so much depth and wonder in it for no other reason than that it simply exists. It simply exists It is simply beautiful and there is nothing else like it I thought. But when I met you when I heard you play that first time I found that same simple beauty in you. In you it was just there you could make something so beautiful out of thin air for no other reason than you simply could. It wasn't for anyone it wasn't even for yourself, but with your guitar you made something beautiful for the sake of creating something beautiful and that was what made me love you…why I still love you."

"Do you remember the first song I played for you?"

"Of course."

"Do you remember my favorite line?"

"Yes it was the same as mine."

"I wish I was the verb to trust and never let you down."

"I don't know why it's my favorite, but it always gets me."

"You know, I used to like that line because I thought it sounded so poetic and I thought it was a nice sentiment. It was also the only pickup line I ever used on you."

Fluttershy blushed and smiled thinking about it.

"I only recently started thinking about what that really means. It means I'll hold you up whenever you fall, be the crutch you stand on be the person who you'll never have to say goodbye to when the world turned on its head you'll still be on solid ground because you have them. I thought about what all that meant and I realized that that was what you had been for me and that was what I wanted to be and what I needed to be for you and I hope that you would maybe let me be."

Fluttershy didn't say a word but started walking as if she was moving towards the door, but she quickly turned and wrapped her forelegs around his neck and kissed him for a very long time and when they broke she began to cry loudly.

"Yes I forgive you I do and I want you to come back."

He gave her the lopsided grin she loved so much and whispered in her ear.

"Thanks, now I have time to figure out a more appropriate way to apologize."

Her eyes were slightly drier but she soon developed a worried look.

"But what are you going to do about your boss and your contract."

"I think I might have a plan."

Okay first off, I know I said within a week, but my internet crashed there for about three weeks so I haven't had a chance to post.

I lied I have no plan for how he's going to get out of it but I'll think of something eventually. Yes it was sappy but I hope it wasn't to terribly sappy. As always please rate and review.

*I used the most recognizable line from the Who song in context but the actual name of the song is Baba O'Reily. Most of you know that but I was just clarifying. It pisses me off when people call it Teenage Wasteland.