Approaching the mare’s apartment located above her popular waterfront café in the Manehattan docks, the little thestral turned and faced you with her cat-like green eyes, a wide and toothy grin upon her freckled features. What was supposed to have been a breakfast date had lasted all day. Who’d have thunk it?

And you couldn’t be happier.

This was just after the end of your fourth proper date after being introduced to Cookie Cream by the inimitable and delightful Ms. Frazzle, and since the first time, it had just felt so natural to be around the adorable little cutie pie as often as you could.

Cookie may have been small, but dear God, did you find the little firecracker cute. The bow and braids, man! That smile, those ears, the wings, and oh Lord, the freckles… And that was just the physical stuff.

There was the irreverent and dark sense of humour, her delightfully straightforward and honest nature, and the smell of freshly baked cookies and coffee that seemed to follow her wherever she went.

Then there was the singing. She may well have been one of the smallest full grown mares that you had ever seen, but she made up for that with one hell of a set of lungs- barely ever seemingly to take a breath between the verses of the bawdy shanties she so loved to belt out.

Later on, you discovered that she could dance too. Even with your drastic height difference, you had found a way to make it work- with her dancing with you in a bipedal stance, looking into your eyes as you took the lead with your arm around her hips with her following instinctively, with her hoof in your hand.

You smiled as you idly wondered if you’d ever had a better day with a girl back on Earth, let alone here in Equestria. Was this what love truly felt like? You couldn’t tell, but you were smiling regardless.

Your musing was interrupted by a sweet, accented voice coming from the mare in question.

“Listen, dude- I wanted to thank you for such an awesome day, and a perfect evenin’ to go with it. Can’t say I’ve had a better night than this in ages, ya know? Gonna have to thank Frazzle for putting us in touch!” This was punctuated by a laugh before she trailed off and her face gradually took on a more serious expression. You immediately crouched down as you sensed that you needed to hear what she had to say.

Quieter now, she took a breath and averted her eyes before continuing in that sweet accent of hers, and you could feel her white wine-scented breath upon your face. “Look, I know that I ain’t the prettiest mare out there, life’s left it’s mark on me over the years, and those scars ain’t leavin’ any time soon, but you… you’ve made me feel like a new mare again.”

Making to speak, she raised a hoof as if to hush you, and you complied without hesitation.

Once more, Cookie averted her eyes before getting back on her topic. “It’s no secret that I’ve spent most o’ my life as a lesbian. You know that as well as anypony else. Endless meaningless flings an’ one night stands that were fun, but left me feeling ultimately empty.” She shuddered as if she had been outside in freezing conditions.

“Honestly, I thought I was only attracted to mares for all these years, but somethin’ about you has caught my attention like no mare ever has- I… I feel drawn to you. Your smile, your sense of humour, the scent of your exotic body… And oh sweet Celestia, dancing with you was one of the best moments of my entire life…”

A solitary tear dropped to the floor as Cookie looked you dead in the eyes once more. She placed a hoof upon your chest, and you placed a hand upon it, knowing exactly where this was going, your heart pumping in anticipation, and not daring to break eye contact with her now watery eyes.

“Y… You captivate me… You get me…”

She shuffled closer to you.

“I was so confused, but It’s why I initially accepted dating you as quick as I did back then- I needed to learn what I was really all about, ya know? I’m glad I did, because now I know for certain.”

You’re not the only one, you thought, a bead of sweat running down your forehead. Still, you remained silent and let her speak.

Closer still she got, your eyes locked upon each other, your lips almost touching, the violation of your personal space forgotten in the intensity of the moment. Cookie sighed before speaking again, “I know I sound desperate and sappy, and I’d understand if you decided to walk away right now, but… I… I want you, I need you… and I… I think I…”

She was suddenly interrupted as you drew her into an embrace and kissed her tenderly- her eyes opening wide before she happily closed them again, melting into the kiss.
Before long, you broke apart, a strand of saliva connecting you both for the briefest of instants before it too broke away.

As she opened her eyes, you booped her right on the nose, the confused look as she scrunched up her muzzle was adorable, though she recovered her faculties quickly before addressing the metaphorical elephant in the room.

“Well then, I guess that answers that question,” she said, still breathing somewhat heavily, but with a beaming smile. “How long have you…?” She asked, trailing off for you to answer.

“If I’m honest,” you said, “pretty much since last week. It probably started back when we first met, but I guess I was too dumb to realise it yet. Don’t laugh, I’m m a typical guy!” you exclaimed, punctuating the statement with a chuckle.

She grinned genuinely back at you as she replied, “In that case, I’m a typical clueless mare, so I guess that makes two of us.”

Looking past you down the hallway, and then back to the door to her apartment, a look of realisation came upon her, as she looked to you in an almost predatory manner, a fanged smile upon her muzzle, and her head turned to the side as she took in your form with those pretty eyes of hers.

Gesturing to the door behind her, she asked a simple, yet loaded question, “Wanna come in and make out some more?”

Like hell you were going to turn that down!

“Here’s your answer,” you said as you effortlessly picked Cookie up and unlocked the door for her, the giggling little thestral obviously delighted and gently kissing and nibbling the side of your neck as you began giving her ear scratches.

Mere moments later, the door was closed behind them, unceremoniously, but the laughter and giggling could be heard for hours thereafter.

The End.

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This story is considered non-canon to my AU, but it served mostly as a Human in Equestria writing exercise to get back into the habit of writing that sort of thing as that’s a central theme in my AU.

You can think of it as a bunch of extra flavour text to go with Cookie Cream's pic up there.

I just wanted to write some more for her, to be honest, and I do like how it turned out.