Shipping and Handling pt 1-2

Let's begin, shall we.
We've got our plot. Our Anon, and his helicopter pony. Lets call her Whirlybird. I think were all set.
>be you, or anon, whichever get your rocks off
>maud likes rocks
>you and Whirlybird have the top times and technique
>you do extractions and delivery of heavy equipment
>Whirlybird is Sikorsky TH-54 Tarhe
>after practice, you and Whirly put everyone else to shame
>granted it was only test exercises
>you still were the best
>broanon comes up to you, his heli is looking a little blazingit
>btoanon flaunts his purple kush medal that he got after getting hit by a landing planepony
"Hey, Anon... What' s up?"
>he also looked like 420
"Nothin' much besides smokin' your ass today"
"Yeah.. Smoking. heheh"
>your conversations had very little sustansnce
"So, Anon.. Are you and Whirlbread. Like together?"
>you and Whirly both go pale
>You both liked eachother in a way that wasnt platonic at all
>neither had any idea that the other liked them back
"..."
>you were silent
>broanon left, he forgot about your question
>you look at Whirlybird to see her expression, she does the same
>awkward extended eye contact
>look away from eachother, turning bright shades of red
>you see the people at the other tables looking at you both then talking in hushed tones to those next to them
>later, its evening you are going to bed in a little bit
>you really wanted to tell Whirlybird how you felt
>what would she do?
>she'd probably think you were sick or something
>who in their right minds would feel that way about their vehicle pony
>what if she liked you back
>those awkward moments mustve meant something
>you decide to go tell her
>as you approach her hangar the large building looms ominously overhead
>your heart is pounding out of your chest
>you can barely leep your thoughts together
>your feet started to feel cold and numb
>the temperature was 80F
>your breathing is suddenly rapid
>the door is a few feet away from you.
>the hangar door was still far enough to turn around and pretend like nothing happened
>you can still not open the door
>standing in front of the door Whirlybird opens it as you put you hand on the handle made low to the ground for humans
>you jump like 10 feet in the air
"Anon, it's so late, what are you here for?"
"Umm... uhhh"
"I... uhh. Need to talk... With you. Right. You. Abooouuut. Umm."
"Why don't you just come in"
>you walk in, her hangar has the obligatory pro-military poster on a random wall
>you blurt out to her
"Whirlybird. I've known you for a little while now. And I like that were friends and all but I want to be more than that to you. I thi-I know for a fact, that you are the most important pony to me and I want to be with you"
>you are sweating anonymous bullets
>Whirlybird is frozen on the other side of the hangar
>she turns around and looks you dead in the eyes
"I... share your feelings, Anon. But I was too nervous to tell you."
>you walk up to her and do what any other special anon would do, have a social retardation moment and hug her leg
>she picks you up and hugs you
>skip forward about two weeks
>you and Whirly stay silent about you two being together but some people put it together due to your nightly visits to her
>you hadnt actually done anything lewd with her... yet.
>you were planning on doing that tonight
>broanon talks to the other pilotanons
>they all look at you, some grinning, others look disgusted
>you decide to finish your meal with Whirlybird to avoid the other pilotanons stares
>you walk into the hangar with what was left of your meal
>basically a drink and an unopened bag of chips
>the hangar is immense
>all the helis eating whatever they eat
>tables for pones are about 12 feet tall
>everything is fitted for human use too
>climb stairwell to tabletop
>surprise Whirlybird, you didnt ever eat lunch with her, but she enjoyed it
>that night
>go visit Whirlybird
>she wants the d