Leafeon

I must agree. But, in general, there is A LOT of talent like that on the internet. The problem is more that these people may (or may not) be such hard workers as the people on top (How much they needed to work to get there, like srsly.). You're also expected to write a song(s) about love. Cos, record companies love dat. Now, to excuse my rambling, yes.

@, "Alright." Firebolt said. It would be a bit of an understatement to say she didn't exactly want to share the same couch with a stallion, but she kind of had no choice. "I shouldn't have expected the invitation in the first place... I'm far too tired, not to mention, I probably won't even see this guy again, will I?" She thought to herself, before going to lie down on the couch.

I DID NOTHING

@, Firebolt thought for a second. "No. That's fine. I'll just stand." She said, looking up slightly. A sudden wave of tiredness washed over her again, though. "Actually... Sitting sounds nice." She said, hitting the ground with her hoof, nervously, a bit, then letting out a stifled yawn.

@, Firebolt thought for a second. It seemed like a decent enough idea - she had nothing better to do - but she was also still... tired. Oh well, she could probably ignore her tiredness for a while anyway. It was just hopeful she didn't pass out. "I'd love to." She said, sugarcoating her voice a little bit.

@, Firebolt snapped out of the void, finally, and shook her head. "Sorry..." She began, shaking her head again. "Yea. I'm fine. Did you... say anything before?" Firebolt inferred he did. After all, her previous actions were quite... rash, and uncalled for. So a question or response would be very normal.

@, Firebolt had zoned out again. So, she didn't hear what Windy said, exactly. Nor did she see his lips move at all. So, she remained silent and said nothing. Probably not a good thing to do at this point, but she would probably hear him if he asked again. Hopefully, anyway.

@, ((>Implying I have a plan)) Firebolt eventually let go of Windy. "Wait... Why did I do that? Ugh... I must be too tired to think straight. Or ahead for that matter. Didn't I promise myself to do the exact opposite of what she said? 'Cruises are romantic. And you need someone in your life. I mean seriously, you could at least talk to people other then me sometimes.' If I'm hugging a stallion, that isn't really being a proper rebel, is it? Ugh... tired. Why did I use my magic so hastily? Again? He's not even saying anything..." She thought to herself. If he did say anything, though, Firebolt had kinda... zoned out again. So she was oblivious to any kind of talking, unless it was loud.

I'm the Goddess of Fire/Lightning. DO YOU NOT SEE BOLT IN MY NAME?! EDIT: I read that wrong, but gif still applies. Because screw you.

Bro, do you even know that Trixie does not speak in first person around fans? Pathetic.

Unless you get him to eat other ponies. Then he would be eating, and interacting with some others! ^^

Maybe. Stop being identity theif.

Your Princess will decide if you may join. She says yes to everyone, though. So you're in.

@, Firebolt waited a bit. She really was not one for saying she overreacted, even though she blatantly did. It was a compliment, and her eyes and the sunset did both look a bit similar color-wise. Or at least as far as she could tell. Not to mention, most ponies regarded it as beautiful. So, she really shouldn't have taken offense to it. But, if she didn't act now, Windy would leave. Which would mean her goal would have failed. So, hastily, she opened the door to the balcony using her magic, then grabbed Windy's tail, pulling him back, then grabbing him in a hug. "I should be sorry... I overreacted." She said, bluntly. ((I may or may not post again in the next 5 hours. I have a horseback riding lesson soon, and yea. Though I will be back again at some point today!))

I'm in my room, actually. I'll probably end the day for my OC soon ish. Or at some point when you guys do. So yea.

@, Firebolt pinned her ears back, and sighed. "Seriously? What... does he think that's a nice compliment or something? Is he... stupid or something? No, don't answer that, Firebolt. You probably won't like the answer." She thought to herself, flustered. Before long, though, the unicorn got up, and walked back to the room without saying anything.

@, ((I lied. One more post before sleeeeep.)) Firebolt pinned her ears back, then thought for a second. "I wouldn't know." She said, bluntly, then went to go sit beside Windy, hoping he wouldn't bring it up again. Being color blind certainly wasn't a fun topic. But, it was easy enough to discard. "So... uhm... do you generally do something like this?" She asked.

@, "Annnd... That sounded pretentious..." Firebolt thought to herself, putting away the last of her things. She certainly wasn't one for dancing, as Windy had suggested. She had only brought the dress incase there was something that required formal attire. She soon walked out to join Windy. ((Goooooood night...))

@, "Oh... I don't know." Firebolt said, yawning. "I'm too tired to really do anything as far as blacksmithery goes... But, watching the sunset would be nice. Not to sound... pretentious or anything." She said, moving around a few more things from her bag. She hadn't brought much, so she was almost done unpacking.

@, Firebolt quickly snapped to attention when she heard the knock on the door. "Come in!" She said, draping the dress over her bed, and moving the other objects from her bag, before figuring out where to put it. She then put away some of her tools for blacksmithing, which she had brought for... what reason again?

@, ((So you can hear Bolty talking to herself? EXCELLENT. Yay for slice of life comedy! :3)) As soon as Windy had left, Firebolt collapsed onto her bed, with a sigh. She inferred he would be gone for quite a while, seeing as he had such a bad sense of direction. So, she began talking to herself. Something she did often. "Well, I've definitely won him over Scamps, at this point. Which is good, certainly. But, will I actually want to be in a relationship like this for a long time? Doesn't seem likely." She thought aloud, then got up from her bed. "Well... whatever. I suppose I can let it play out normally. I suppose that's what she meant when she said cruises were 'romantic'. But, that would mostly be the tight spaces, though? Ah... I need to stop thinking. Being around that guy gets me nervous. Certainly not the worst kind of nervous, but being nervous is never desired." Firebolt continued taking out her things. She brought out a dress, the only one she had brought in case she needed it, and looked around for a place to hang it.

@, "Oh... feel free to stay for as long a you want..." Firebolt said, before correcting herself. "Oh... well, not as long as you want... but... uhm..." The unicorn had become lost in her words. She didn't know exactly what she was trying to say, so she looked away, and began unpacking her own bags.