Contains Peanuts (PABLO_CHACON)

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>You were sitting with your marefriend Twilight at Sugarcube Corner
>Pinkie Pie wanted to get all of you together for some reason
>You guessed that she had another recipe that she wanted to try out
>At least that's what it was for the last three times you've been over here
>Not that you're complaining, she made excellent cupcakes and they were free whenever she tested a new formula out
>She got feedback and you got free cupcakes
>Win-win

>Just as you finish your thought Pinkie Pie comes bouncing in from the kitchen, holding a tray of golden muffins in her mouth
>“Alright everypony, I just whipped up a batch of muffins! But these aren't like any muffins I've made before.” The bouncy pink mare shakes her head excitedly. “These muffins have a super duper secret ingredient that only Gummy and I know about, and neither of us are talking. Right Gummy?”
>The green alligator stares forward blankly and wags his tail
>You and Twilight share a chuckle at the party mares antics
>“Well, dig in!” Pinkie proclaims. “And tell me what you think.” She fishes out a notepad and pencil from her mane and begins to write something down
>Shrugging, you reach over the table and pick up a muffin as the rest of the girls follow suit
>You take a bite and are immediately welcomed with a variety of flavors, one sticking out the most
>Peanuts
>As you continue to chew a thought pops into your head
>You, Rainbow, and Pinkie all have something in common
>All of you enjoy a good prank
>Whether it's a hole in the top of a glass or flipping all of Twilight's books upside down (she wasn't a big fan of that one)
>All of you love to get together and cause a little bit of mischief
>Because of your nature, you decided that it would be funny to mess around with the rest of the girls regarding the muffins
>Particularly their special ingredient

>You swallow deeply, exhaling as you set the muffin back down on the tray
>Pushing your chair out just a little you begin to go into a small coughing fit
>“You alright Anon?” Twilight asks concerned as she starts to pat your back a little, hoping to help your sudden cough
>“What? Some go down the wrong way or something?” Rainbow asks, half of a muffin still in her mouth
You pull your shirt collar away from your neck a little, “Are there peanuts in here Pinkie Pie?” You ask, almost out of breath from your fake coughing spasm
>The pink mare frowns, “Aw, Nonny how did you guess? Did Gummy tell you?”
>Pinkie turns to the baby alligator who hasn't moved, “You Pinkie Promised!”
>You place your hands on your knees as you lean forward, Twilight's face beginning to show more worry by the second
“I'm allergic to peanuts.” You manage to pant out as you collapse to the floor

>Twilight screams in horror, thinking that you just ingested something that's equivalent to poison for you
>The rest of the girls rush over to your side, except for Pinkie who has her hooves over her mouth
>Twilight stands over you, hyperventilating with tears swelling in her eyes, “Anon! Everypony stand back! Give him some air!”
>The mares comply, quickly jumping back a few feet
>Pinkie still remains in her frozen state, “I'm so sorry Nonny. I didn't know...” She quietly mumbles out from behind her hooves
>Twilight begins to do CPR on you, attempting to revive you. She screams, “Somepony get Nurse Redheart!”
>She continues to push her hooves into your chest, “Anon! Stay with me! Please!”
>You can feel a teardrop land on your cheek
>All the cards were in place
>Now was the time to strike
>You shoot your eyes wide open and quickly grasp Twilight by the shoulders
With a smug grin, you cheekily say, “Gotcha!”

>Twilight look at you with her mouth agape, tears still in her eyes, “W-what?”
You stand up, brushing some dust off of your shoulder, “I was joking. I'm not really allergic to peanuts.”
You turn your attention to Pinkie, who is wearing about the same expression as Twilight, “Great muffins by the way Pinkie.”
>Twilight doesn't move, still mortified by the thought that she might have lost you
>You look around the room and look at the ponies
>Applejack and Rainbow are both staring daggers at you
>Fluttershy is quietly sniffling in a corner, avoiding eye contact with you
“What?” You ask, shrugging your shoulders
>That set Twilight off
>“What? What?! I thought you died!” She shouts at you
>Oh boy she looks pissed
>Maybe if you just explain that it was just a joke again it'll calm the little book pone down
>You open your mouth to try to defuse the situation but Twilight cuts you off
>“I can't believe you Anon!”
>You try to bend down to hug her but she stands on her hind legs and pushes you, knocking you back to the ground
>She begins to cry again and she runs out of Sugarcube Corner
>Getting up for a second time you take another glance around the room
>All of their expressions are the same
“What? It was just a joke.” You say, trying to defend yourself
>Applejack shakes her head and looks away
>“That wasn't cool Anon. We thought you were seriously hurt.” Rainbow says scornfully
>That came as a shock to you
>You thought that if anyone could appreciate a good joke it would be her
>Well her and Pinkie Pie
>You turn your attention to the pink mare who was, herself, almost on the verge of tears
>She looks at you with a frown
>You've never seen this mare sad before, you didn't think that she knew how to do anything other than smile
>“I think you should go Anon.” She says looking at the floor
>Wow, you can't remember the last time shes called you by your name
>It really starts to set in how much you fucked up
You hang your head in shame, “I'm sorry girls, it was just meant to be a joke.”
>Rarity speaks up, “We're not the ones you should be apologizing to Anonymous.”
>Shes right
>You turn around and leave the bakery, determined to make it up the purple pone

>You drag your feet with your hands in your pockets, thinking about how to apologize to Twilight
>Thinking about getting her a “I'm Sorry” card from the general store you begin to head that way
>But you stop yourself
>A card can't say it better than you can, and you doubt they have a “I'm sorry for being such a massive dickhead” card laying around
>Guess you'll just have to do this the old fashion way
>Getting on your knees and begging for forgiveness
>The walk to the library never seemed so long
>Even those days of working from dawn till duck on the Apple farm and then drudging your way home seem like a cake walk compared to this
>Continuing your journey back to the treehouse, you think of what to say but nothing really comes to mind

>After what seemed like an hour but in reality was probably five minutes, you find yourself at the front door
>Taking a deep breath you slowly open the door handle and creep inside
>The last thing you want it for Twilight to run downstairs and shove you out before you have a chance to apologize
>The sound of sobbing fills the air of the usually quiet library
>Your gut tightens as you hear your marefriend crying upstairs
>And it feels even worse knowing that you are the cause of it
>You gradually make your way up the stairs, taking care to avoid the planks that were squeaky
>You really needed to get around to fixing that
>As you approach the door the sound of Twilight sobbing grows louder
>You feel like your choking as you reach for the door handle
>Now you're beginning to wish you really had died

>Carefully turning the door-handle, you push the door open and knock softly on the wood to get her attention
“Twilight?” You announce, almost at a whisper
>The mare stops crying into her pillow and looks at you
>It almost rips your heart out
>Her face, usually as smooth as silk, is matte and wet with tears
>Her mane is tangled and frizzy when its usually smooth and flat
>“What do you want?” She hisses out. “Here to play another cruel joke on me?”
>You sigh as you walk towards the bed, head still hanging low
>Sitting down, you place your hand on Twilight's neck, just above her wings
>She recoils a little, but quickly resumes her original position
>She feels a little tense so you rub her neck a little, hoping to ease the tension in both her neck and the air in the room
“Listen Twi I-” You begin but you are swiftly cut off
>Twilight shakes her head slightly as she flexes her wings, knocking your hand off
>“No you listen. You may not realize this but losing you is my greatest fear. I have to live knowing that one day I'll lose you and there's nothing I can do about it.”
>Twilight begins to tear-up again, you instinctively wrap your arm around her waist
>This time she doesn't shove you off, but rather embraces it
>“There's been days, even weeks, when I can't sleep because I know that one day you won't be here anymore...”
>She leans her head on your shoulder, “But I'll still be here. Without you.”
>Twilight breaks down in your arms, loudly sobbing
>You just hold her, running your hand through her mane and cooing her
After a bit you decide to speak up, “I'm sorry about my prank. I didn't know how close to home it hit. I know that one day I'll pass on...”
>Twilight tightens her grip on you
“But that's why we should appreciate all the days that we do get to spend together, and not think about what lies ahead. You can't stop it, so there's no point in wasting time on thinking about it.”
>Twilight slowly stops crying, you can feel her nodding against your chest
>“I guess you're right.” She mutters out
>You kiss her on the cheek and lie down in the bed alongside her
>Both of your breathes slow down as the two of you sleep the afternoon away
>And it was the best sleep Twilight got in weeks